Adultery Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha by Teluguprakash

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Chapter 18

Alka took the initiative and felt Rekha's breasts, slowly at first but applying some pressure soon. Rekha also reciprocated hesitantly at first but with confidence when Alka started kneading her breasts. They were soon kneading each others breasts and playing with each others nipples even as they continued to kiss each other.

Motu resumed exploring Alka's pussy. He redoubled his attention to Alka's pouting cunt lips. He pushed his tongue deep into her cunt and was rewarded as she grabbed the back of his head and began grinding her cunt against his face. He inserted his tongue deeply into her pussy and rubbed his nose on her clit. He then started a serious assault on her clit. He locked his lips onto her swollen clit and began to rapidly swirl his tongue, sending her into violent jerks with her hips.

She was dripping wet now. Motu's face and the sheet were both fully soaked. As he licked and sucked on her clit Alka started to wiggle her ass. It was getting harder to keep his tongue in contact with her clit. He grabbed her thighs and spread them farther apart. She was starting to pant as her cunt lips opened wide giving Motu more access to her cunt. She had given up on kissing Rekha back. Rekha, no longer had to be told what to do. On her own, she moved down to Alka's breasts and started sucking on her nipples with a vengeance. Alka was now moaning loudly at the double pleasure she was being administered. .

"Oh, yes, yes," Alka moaned softly.

"She's about to cum Motu. Don't stop now," Rekha told him giving a pause to her sucking Alka's nipples.

Motu didn't need Rekha to tell him that. He had no intention of stopping licking Alka's cunt. Motu continued renewed his efforts and was rewarded with a screaming, thrashing orgasm. Rekha put her lips on Alka's lips crushing her mouth in a kiss smothering her noise into inaudible muffles. She hugged the younger girl in a tight embrace and kneaded her breasts and pinched and pulled her nipple aiding the younger in enjoying the orgasm fully. Motu looked up still sucking her clit, the hood of which he had managed to pull back exposing the pink clit head.

Alka sat up and tensed her stomach muscles as the orgasm hit her. Her thighs contracted around Motu's head. He could feel her body tensing and contracting under his touch as she approached orgasm. Faster and faster Motu licked and sucked at her clit until he knew she was there. Her body tensed and she dug her nails into his scalp as her body began to shudder. And Motu could tell the exact moment she came. A delicious tasting wash of juices poured into his mouth, making her cunt drip with the sweetest nectar he had ever tasted.

"Yeses. Yes, Oh, fuck me. Fuck my cunt," was all she said before going into a series of incoherent guttural noises. .

She convulsed for over thirty seconds. When she lay back, she had sweat on her forehead and cleavage.

Rekha kissed her gingerly on her lips and cheeks and asked her, "How did it feel?"

"I experienced something I can’t explain Bhabhi. Is fucking more pleasurable than this?" she asked, with an innocent expression on her baby face which still retained some puppy fat on her plump cheeks

"Hmmmmm.... May be just a hundred times more pleasurable than getting your cunt licked," Rekha smiled wickedly.

"And I have to wait till I get married before I can get fucked?" she asked, disappointment showing on her face.

"That's a choice you made. It was not thrust on you by any of us. What do you say Motu?" Rekha said kissing her like she was a baby.

"I know. I know. I am just telling you how badly I want to get fucked," Alka said hugging her Bhabhi.

Rekha winked at Motu who also gave her some soft kisses on the thighs and labia before moving up towards her head. He kissed her on the mouth, lightly. Then he bent to her head and kissed her softly on the lips. She returned the kiss. They were both hugging Alka.

"You taste delicious, Alka,." Motu said licking his lips on which Alka's cum was abundant. .

"How does it taste?" Alka asked him.

"You can taste yourself here," Rekha pointed to his chin and lips.

"Let me see," Alka said as she bent towards him and licked Motu's lips and chin.

Rekha leaned over Alka and kissed Motu.

"Did you like doing that to Alka?" Rekha asked kissing him on his lips.

Meanwhile Alka tasted her own cum on his lips and chin. "Tastes salty and also soapy. I can't believe I made all that mess on your face," she said licking his face on the chin.

"Sweat is not the only thing that's salty," Rekha said as she looked at Alka in an amused way.

"I know," Motu said and suddenly he caught hold of Rekha and lifted her arm up and planted a kiss on her armpit. Rekha started giggling and trying to push his face away. As usual she was not at all serious and she put her arm around his neck trapping his face on her armpit.

"Say you give up," she said as if he was the one at her mercy. He would not give up easily.

"No way," he said as his voice was muffled under her fleshy underarms.

She eased her grip a bit making it easy for him to explore the flesh of her armpit. He stuck his tongue out and ran it over the wrinkled junction of the armpit. He pushed her arm away using both his arms. He folded her arm back and pushed Rekha down gently on the bed. As she laid on the bed, her arm was folded up above her head. He leaned over her shoulder and planted a kiss on her armpit. She giggled.

"Pervert," she teased him.

He bent down and kissed her there. He felt a musky odour of sweat which he had smelt when he secretly sniffed his Bhabhi's blouse at home when she had discarded it before bath. He would smell it at the armpit and keep shagging. The smell of Rekha's armpits reminded him of his own Bhabhi. The expression on his face suddenly became serious and he started kissing Rekha's armpit deeply. He ran his tongue all over the irregular flesh there. The taste was very similar to what he had felt when he ran his tongue over the inner side of his Bhabhi's blouse or kameez along the stitch line.

Rekha also loved the sensation he was causing. Slowly she put her arm at rest and put her other arm over his head as he licked her armpit.

After sometime, he paused and said, "Let me change over to the other one."

Rekha quietly took her arm from his head and laid it over her head on the bed showing the other armpit. It was moist and sticky. Motu immediately dived for the flesh and started licking it unabashedly. The pretence was now totally absent. It was replaced by pure unadulterated lust. Rekha put her free arm over his head and stroked his head as he licked the flesh. The skin texture resembled the folds of the cunt and the texture wrinkled even if the person was very young. Motu was now totally lost to the world. He concentrated on the flesh licking it wet. He took his face away and looked at the skin as if he was examining the area. It was wet and sticky with Motu's saliva.

Rekha was enjoying the attention she was getting. With Chintu and Motu there was no pretending. They did what they wanted. They were unrestrained in their attitude. Be it fingering her ass or letting her see in close quarters the finger administering pleasure to Alka, Motu was not at all ashamed. That kind of attitude was rare. Moreover they both treated her like a Goddess. They worshiped her. Rekha knew that with them and Alka a whole new world was wide open before her. She had not realized that she had bisexual tendencies. She had not imagined that she would experience the sensations of getting her ass hole played with or her armpit licked. Now it was in the realm of her reach, she thought as she felt his tongue over the skin on the armpit and the underarms. He lifted his head and put it over her face and asked her, "Shall I bite it Bhabhi?"

"Just be careful. Don't get carried away. Okay?" she nodded giving her assent.

"After this kiss, okay?" he said and bent down to kiss her. He thrust his tongue between her lips. She parted her sexy lips letting his tongue in and immediately started sucking it. Did she taste her own sweat there? She was not sure. But it gave her a kinky feeling kissing the tongue which had just a few seconds back been licking her armpit. Motu drew away and kissed her at the armpit. He opened his lips and nibbled at the skin there. He pulled the skin up and he left it as far as he could without causing her to grimace. It sprang back.

"Tell me if it hurts," he said as she shook her head.

He bit the skin again and pulled it he left it and bit again. He kissed it and gave it a final lick. Alka sat next to them watching them enact the erotic play fingering her cunt. The more sex she had, the more of it she wanted.

He got up and sat next to Rekha hugging her.

"You are very unfair Bhabhi. You saw how Alka allowed herself to be pleased. Why do you always make me ask you twice?" Motu said looking at Alka as she fingered her cunt.

"Motu, here I am all naked and in front of you and you are in a similar position and yet you complain. Some people never stop complaining. You are one of them. If you complain more, I will squeeze it so hard that you will not be able to have an erection for a very long time."

"You do that Bhabhi. Hold mine and give it a squeeze," Motu said holding his cock in his fist and moving his fist up and down.

"I didn't mean that I will hold your thing. What I meant was that I would squeeze your balls," Rekha said looking at his cock which was sticking out straight up.

"Isn't it a lovely thing Bhabhi?" Alka asked.

"What's so special about this horrendous thing?" Rekha asked looking at his cock.

Alka bent down and kissed his mouth softly, her hands finding his penis and playing with it. She slid down his body as his erection grew bigger as her hands touched his cock. Alka began to stroke him, pulling the skin around the hard shaft exposing the hot head. She bent down and kissed it. Alka engulfed it with her mouth taking in all she could. She laid down on his lap kissing Motu's cock and sucking it.

He also stretched out on the bed and pulled her onto his body, putting her legs at the side of his head. She realized what he wanted to do and moved her body so that his mouth was on her cunt and his cock was level with her mouth. Motu had her in a sixty-nine and felt Alka shudder as he kissed her pussy lips again after the orgasm which she had not long ago. Motu buried his face in Alka's cunt.

"Did you know why the shaved cunt is great to lick?" Rekha asked as Motu buried his face in between Alka's thighs.

"Why?" Motu asked as he looked at Rekha through Alka's thighs.

"No hair to get stuck in your teeth and no problem finding the bud," Rekha said as she ran her palm over Alka's ass.

"That's okay. The hair is not long yet to qualify as hair," Rekha said inserting her hand between Alka's thighs onto her cunt and feeling the hair on Alka's cunt which Motu was kissing.

Rekha looked at her hand and noticed that her fingers had become wet with Alka's juices. She parted two of her fingers apart. The wet stain on her fingers left a trail of silken thread connecting the two fingers. It became thinner as the fingers moved apart and then snapped. Rekha rubbed the two fingers over one another. The wetness was sticky and soapy. She thrust her fingers to Motu who was watching Rekha through the vee of Alka's legs. He immediately sucked it.

"Its salty as Alka said it was," Motu said resuming sucking Rekha's finger.

Rekha rubbed the stain on his cheek and giggled saying, "Now you have a glow on your cheek."

Motu started to chew on Alka's clit and her cunt lips alternately. Motu put his hands on each of Alka's ass cheeks and started squeezing it as he had kneaded their breasts. He watched Rekha as she looked at his hands playing with Alka's ass cheeks. She was watching over the actions of his hands as if she was waiting for something to happen.

As and when he chewed Alka's clit, he parted the ass cheeks apart exposing the valley between them. Soon he had the ass cheeks opened wide and his fingers were running from the beginning of her ass to her cunt. He deliberately paused at the anal opening touching rim of her ass hole. He was slow and seemed hesitant at first but soon was touching the rim and pressing the tip of his finger on the pink ring. He knew that Alka loved the sensation, as had also Rekha. His chewing and licking of her clit had increased the pace. Alka could not do justice to his cock with all the pleasures she was getting from Motu.

"That can wait for some time," he thought to himself. Rekha was now bending down and closely looking at her sister in law's ass hole. If he had asked her to, she would have bent down and kissed it, he knew.

"That can also wait," he thought.

Alka started to shudder and shake as multiple orgasms rocked her body. Motu felt the rush of fluid pour from her pussy. Motu kept licking and sucking Alka's cunt and keeping up the pressure on her ass hole. He did not quiet insert his finger in the opening but the tip of his finger pressed on the puckered ring of flesh that he felt her sphincter muscles tighten on the finger tip.

"The beauty about women is that immediately after they have an orgasm, they are ready for the next orgasm. But poor men have to wait for sometime before they can start again. The gap gets longer as the men grow older. That's why women are always looking for sex. Few men know this secret," Rekha said as she watched Alka shudder again under the throes of another series of orgasms.

"Luckily I am not yet old. So I don't need lots of time between orgasms," Motu said giving Alka the much needed respite from the multiple orgasms she was experiencing.

Rekha was afraid that Motu was close to his orgasm, she knew that his interest would wane as soon as he came. The build up of the lust in the room had been adding up since the morning. She enjoyed the lusty feeling that he had right then. The longer men take to cum the kinkier things they do, she knew. She wanted him to prolong the orgasm as long as he could. She must ensure that. If she let him cum at lunch time, then they could take a break and then resume the fun and frolics as soon as they had finished eating.

"Don't cum yet Motu. You will spoil the sheets and the bed. Be careful Alka," she pulled her back from him and away. Motu looked at her in disappointment.

"I know that you were just starting to enjoy it. You have to trust me," Rekha said as she pulled Alka away. "I am afraid that you will cum without intending to," Rekha said.

"I don't mind if he cums in my mouth Bhabhi. Pooja told me that it tastes different but that a girl develops a taste for it soon," Alka said pulling his hand on her cunt.

Doing sixty nine had been something she had looked forward to from the time that Pooja had told her of her own experience.

Motu's cock was wet with saliva and precum. She looked at his cock as if she was attracted to it like a kid to her new toy. She sat next to him and held his cock at the base with one hand and put her mouth down over the cock-head. She ran the small tip of her tongue on the slit and worked it around and around. Gently, she started to suck ... suck and let go, suck and let go as if she was playing with a toy. Whenever she sucked at the cock-head, it slid into her mouth. When she let go, it slipped back.

She gradually sucked harder. The head of his cock swelled even more in her mouth. She started working her mouth down on the shaft, up and down, giving a hard suck when her lips came back up on the cock head. When her mouth slid down to his groin, the tip of his prick just touched her throat. The sucking made his cock start to stiffen like a lead rod, firm yet bending if applied pressure. With each trip her lip made up or down the entire length of his cock it looked like it had grown longer and turned harder. Each time she drew back, she ran the tip of her tongue down into the slit at the tip. His cock got even stiffer.

Her mouth worked down harder and harder, down onto the base of his cock, her lips pressing into the hair on his groin. With each stroke, the knob of his cock pushed into the back of her throat.

She worked her mouth down farther, still sucking hard each time her lips came up on the cock head. Whenever her tongue thrust in his slit at the top of her strokes, he gasped.

Her mouth finally came all the way down in his groin hair which was very short yet curly. His cock fit close in her mouth close like it was a cunt. She drew her lips up until they tugged at the cock-head. She used her lips to pull his foreskin down and ran her tongue over the reddish pink knob of his cock. She ran her tongue over the sensitive skin over the knob.

Motu gasped for breath. She squeezed the shaft along the length making a huge drop of precum out of the slit. She touched it with her tongue and dragged it all the way as far as she could just as Rekha had played with her cunt juice not long ago. She watched the thread snap. Then in one swirl of her tongue, she sucked the droplet of precum into her mouth. She looked at both of them and smiled.

"Where did you learn to suck like that Alka?" Rekha asked bending down to get a closer view of the administrations Alka was giving him.

"Pooja told me. She showed me how to do it on an ice candy," Alka said looking at Rekha but still holding Motu's cock at the base.

"That girl who rang the bell?" Motu asked.

"Yes. That one has also decided to remain a virgin till marriage," Alka said getting back to suck his cock.

"I hope you have not told her about us," the ever suspicious Rekha asked her.

"No Bhabhi. Ours is different. How can I tell someone that we have ganged up against my brother and we are cheating him?"

"You better remember that. I have trusted you three with my life."

"We won't let your trust go waste Bhabhi," Motu said putting his hand on her breast.

"You are supposed to promise by placing your hand on the head, not boobs," Rekha said looking at his hand on her right breast.

"I am swearing on your heart Bhabhi," Motu said kneading the flesh.

"The heart is behind the other boob," Rekha said moving his hand to her left breast.

Motu started kneading her other breast. Rekha looked at his hand as they started kneading her breast.

"Alka you have had your fun. Now it’s time for you to entertain us both," Motu said pushing Alka's hand away from his cock.

"What do you want me to do to entertain you both? May be a dance like the other day when I shook my boobs and danced to music?"

"No Alka. You know that I have a fantasy about watching two girls make it together. Then we left Bhabhi out of our share of fun."

"So?" Rekha asked confused.

"If Alka were to eat you like I did to her, then it will fulfil both of our wishes," Motu said pushing Alka towards Rekha.

"I didn't say that I would like Alka to go down on me, did I? For that matter, I am not even a lesbian and not a bisexual. Did I tell you that I am one?" Rekha asked Motu smiling.

"You didn't. But that doesn't mean that you won't like it. We can stop if you don't like it," Motu said pushing Alka down on Rekha's supine body.

Motu held her as Rekha lay down on her back and then parted her thighs wide. He held her down flat on the bed and nodded to Alka who promptly got up, planted her knees between Rekha's thighs and bent forward. The breasts of the nineteen year old girl swung slightly down and forward with her movement and they brushed over Rekha's breasts. Rekha's nipples turned hard at the touch of nipple over nipple. Alka thrust her tongue out and licked Rekha's lips. She ran her hands up from Rekha's bare shoulders, down along the side of her torso. While she tasted her Bhabhi's smooth tongue and caressed her hair, Alka brought her belly down, brushing it over Rekha's stomach. Then she brushed the lips of her cunt over Rekha's cunt as she moved her Bhabhi. As the lips of their cunts made contact, Rekha shuddered and held Alka's head in her hands and crushed her lips against her mouth pulling her to her face. Alka thrust her tongue into Rekha's mouth which her Bhabhi promptly sucked in. Then she pushed Alka's tongue back into her mouth using her own tongue after sucking the younger girl's tongue for some time and thrust in her own tongue back in Alka's mouth following the retreating tongue. All the time, Motu sat there watching them. His fist was on his cock. He sat absentmindedly fingering the knob of his cock, the foreskin over which he had rolled back. He had squeezed his cock shaft and used the sticky precum to lubricate his knob which had a pinkish red hue about it. His fingers were sticky with the precum and they moved about on the smooth surface of the knob very easily. Actually they slid over the skin enhancing the pleasure manifold.