16-11-2018, 05:15 PM
Part - 7
As I rubbed the lips of her wet vagina, she began to lift her hips off the bed and push her gash on to my fingers. I flicked my finger across her tiny clitoris, and she almost jumped. I continued to flick her clitoris, and she started bucking her hips wildly, her hands grabbing my arm in a painful squeeze; and her butt rubbing against my cock. Gradually, I slid my middle finger a little inside her wet pussy, and began to finger her in earnest. She was moaning & gasping continuously now, and going wild. I alternated between rubbing her clit and fingering her slit; and very soon I felt her go into the throes of a shuddering orgasm. She let out a small muffled cry, and then collapsed against my chest, breathing hard; her thighs clamped on my hand. I felt some wetness ooze out of her pussy on to my fingers.
She lay there with her head against my chest, her mouth open, and breathing hard. I soothed her by caressing her arms and fondling her scalp. After a few minutes, her breathing returned to normal and she came to her senses. Turning to me, and kissing me again she breathed "Oh that was so wonderful Jignesh bhai ... thank you, thank you ... thank you..." I silenced her by kissing her on her lips again. When I let go off her, she smiled brightly and said "Now it's my turn Jignesh bhai..." I was waiting to hear that.
Before I could say a word, she pushed me back on the bed, and made me lie down on my back. She impatiently threw off my lungi, making me fully naked. My cock sprang out like a cobra, and stood swaying, leaning towards my belly. I spread my legs wide, as she positioned herself between them, and sat down. In the dim light I could see her, lithe and full-bodied, sitting between my legs and gazing at my cock lovingly. She reached out and took my rigid boner in her right hand. She squeezed it gently first, as if testing its hardness; and then began to stroke it slowly. I lay back and watched her as she jerked me off with her eyes riveted to my cock. As she began to stroke faster, I could see her breasts jiggle; turning me on immensely. Having held on for so long, I was not sure of holding on for too much longer. "Jigna" I whispered hoarsely "Please..."
Before I could finish saying what I wanted to, she quickly got on her knees, and bending forward, brought her face to my cock. I felt her shallow breath on my cock, and it twitched in her hand. She watched in fascination, as a tiny drop of pre-cum oozed out of the slit of my cock head. She touched the tip with her finger and gently spread the pre-cum all around my cock. As I watched, she opened her mouth, and taking out her tongue, began to lick on my cock. She began with the underside of my cock. I raised my legs, and bent them at the knees, to give her better access. She held up my cock, and began to lick on the underside. "Oh boy, this horny bitch is learning fast" I thought to myself, as she continued to lick all along my shift.
She pulled her head back, and then stroked me for a moment, watching my cock all the time. With a sigh, she bent forward again, and took my cock in her mouth. I groaned and threw my head back. At first she took the big purple knob in her mouth, and began to suck on it like a Popsicle. Slowly, she took more of my shaft inside her mouth and began the motion of moving her head up and down on it. Her tongue was at work inside her mouth, flicking and licking it, as she sucked on me. I couldn't believe that a girl, who had sucked her first cock only yesterday, was so good at it already. I felt my balls begin to tighten, and I raised my hips trying to push more of my thick cock into her hot mouth. She came up for breath once or twice, and immediately went back to work again.
Just as she was settling into a rhythm, we heard a grunt from the other room and froze. In a flash, Jigna jumped off m
y bed, and grabbing her discarded clothes, ran to her bed. And it was just in time, for we heard her father, grunt something incomprehensible again, and then the sound of their door opening. The passage light was switched on, and we heard him go to the toilet and piss noisily. After the noise of the flush receded, I saw the light go off, and heard the sound of their door closing again. I let out a sigh of relief, and felt my racing heart. It had been a narrow escape.
After a few minutes, there was complete silence again. My cock was ready to burst now. Swearing to myself, I got up from my bed and walked naked to Jigna's bed. I needed to cum ... NOW. As I approached her bed, I saw her prop herself up on her elbows. I stood by her bedside, holding my hard cock in my hand, just in front of her face. Without a word, she took hold of my cock in her hand, and opening her mouth, guided it inside. I thrust my hips forward as I felt my cock being enveloped by the warm wetness of her mouth again. Holding up her head, she began to suck my cock again in earnest, bobbing her head back and forth; and stroking me at the same time.
"Remove your hand, Jigna..." I whispered to her urgently; as I took hold of her head and began to move my cock in and out of her sucking mouth. I was tempted to ram my cock deep into the throat of this sexy bitch; but felt that she was just not ready for it. Holding her by the braids of her hair, I began to slowly fuck her mouth ... sliding my cock in, and pulling it out. She was getting the hang of it, and positioned her head accordingly. She opened her mouth in a wide 'O' to let me do that without difficulty. Whenever I would pause with my cock inside her mouth, she would begin to suck on it again. As I felt myself beginning to reach my orgasm, I grabbed her by her hair and began to thrust my cock into her waiting mouth faster.
With each thrust into her mouth, I heard her moan "Ummfff ... ummfff ... ummfff..." As I felt my cum begin to boil in my balls, I was dying to blast my ejaculation in her sucking mouth; and watch as it overflowed from her tiny mouth. "No Jignesh ... don't do that to this girl ... at least not now" I gritted my teeth and told myself. Just as I was able to cum, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, grabbed her breast with my left hand, and holding my cock with right, stroked it vigorously as I ejaculated all over her young teenaged breasts. I came a great deal, and spurt after spurt of my hot cum landed on her firm breasts. I fell forward, and with my hands on the bed, took in deep breaths, trying to steady my shivering body.
She reached out and taking my arm asked in a concerned voice "Are you OK, bhaiya" In between deep breasts, I gasped "Yes ... I am OK" She continued to watch me with concern in her eyes. Gradually my breathing came back to normal, and I straightened up. I picked up my discarded lungi, and again wetting the tip of it with the water from a bottle kept near the bed, cleaned up my cum from her breasts. Once I was done with that, I bent forward and softly kissed her first on both her breasts, and then her lips. As my lips parted from hers, she grabbed me by my head and asked "Did I do it nicely, bhaiya ... did you feel good?" I felt a wave of tenderness rush through me, as I kissed her once again, and holding her face told her with love, "Yes baby, you did it very nicely ... and yes, I felt very good". Her smile on hearing that nearly melted my heart. "Jignesh ... you bastard!" I thought to myself as I staggered back to my bed. I collapsed on the bed, and in no time, was fast asleep.
I was woken up late the next morning by Kalpana aunty. As I stretched, and yawned, I discovered to my dismay that my lungi had come off in the night, and I had used it as a sheet to cover me. She sat on the bed next to me holding a tray with a cup of tea for me and smiled warmly at me. "Good morning beta" she said sweetly. "Good morning, aunty" I replied trying to adjust the lungi, as I realized I was buck naked under it. And to add to my discomfiture, I had yet another raging morning hard-on, and it was making a tent under my lungi. As Kalpana aunt placed the tray on the table, I saw her glance at the tent pole under my lungi. Turning to leave, she gave me a knowing smile, and said "You freshen up, beta and come down. I have kept breakfast ready for you." With a sway of her massive butt, she went out of the room. I cursed myself as I got up, and headed for the toilet. As I pissed, I felt my hard-on subside. I washed my face, put on my clothes and went down. After finishing my breakfast, I headed back home.
As I approached my house, I saw the two maid girls, Pushpa & Rani, waiting near the gate, sitting in the verandah in front. Upon seeing me, they got up and Pushpa said "Hum log bell maar maar kar thak gaye saheb ... humne socha aap so rahe honge" and smiled mischievously. I opened the door and let them in. I went to finish my morning ablutions as they got about their work. As I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom, the older girl, Rani came to the door, and said tentatively "Saheb ... sabun ... kapde dhone ka saabun khatam ho gaya hai" As my mouth was full of toothpaste foam, I pointed to the cabinet above the washbasin, and indicated to her that she could take it from there. She walked in tentatively, and as I continued to brush my teeth, I could see her lift her hands up, and struggle to reach the shelf where the washing soaps were kept. Her ripe mango shaped breasts strained against the thin cloth of the yellow blouse she was wearing today. I shook my head and turned away.
Just as she was leaving the bathroom, I finished rinsing my mouth, and straightened. She was, at that moment, trying to carefully squeeze behind where I stood bent forward on the basin, so that she could reach the door. As I straightened suddenly, and reached for the towel, I felt my elbow crush against her full ripe breasts. I startled, and so did she, letting out a small "Uhh". Apologizing, I tried to get out of her way towards the door, and in her hurry, she also tried to move in the same direction that I was, causing my fore-arm to press again on her breast. Both of us stood there frozen for a moment, my fore-arm still crushed against her breast, as we looked into each others' eyes. I let out a brief sigh, and raising both my hands above my head, said to her with a laugh "Pehle aap..." She too let out a small nervous giggle, and with a fleeting glance on my bare chest, stepped out of the bathroom.
This little incident was enough to wake up junior, and he rose in my pajamas, and I felt like getting a little naughty. As I sauntered to the kitchen, I saw the other girl, Pushpa, washing the dishes at the sink, with her back to me, softly humming a song to herself. She stood with that typical pose, hips pushed to one side, her long braid hanging in front of her by her shoulder. I crept up silently behind her, and grasping her with both hands by her slender waist, shouted "Boo..." in her ears. She jumped up like a startled kitten, and with a scream, dropped the dish in her hand, which clattered to the floor noisily. As she pivoted around, she saw me grinning naughtily, and she instinctively hit me. I grabbed her hand as it came towards me.
She relaxed slightly as she realized what had happened, and placing her hand on her chest, said indignantly "Hai maa ... Jignesh saheb ... aapne to..." she stammered, her chest heaving. Hearing the commotion, Rani came running into the kitchen. As she looked at us with a startled look, Pushpa started to rattle out in their native dialect "Arre Rani ... you know what this Jignesh saheb did just now ... meri to jaan hi nikal gayi..." and she proceeded to narrate the entire incident, looking at me with mock anger once in a while. I stood there grinning. On hearing what had happened, Rani clasped her hand to her mouth, and broke out giggling. She looked at me shyly, and still giggling, shaking her head in mock admonition, went back to washing the clothes. I grinned naughtily at Pushpa once again, and went back into my room.
I changed into a pair of shorts and a tee, and was lying on my bed reading the morning newspaper, when Pushpa came into the room carrying a broom to sweep the floor. I smiled at her from where I was lying, and she responded with her trademark cock teasing smile. As she gathered up her ghagra, and sitting on her haunches, began to sweep the floor, I turned to my side, and propping up head on my hands, began to watch her. She glanced at me, and seeing me looking at her with a hint of a smile, gave me one more of her pretentious shy smile. I continued to watch her.
After a while she became conscious, and turning to me, asked me with a mocking smile "Kyaa dekh rahe ho saheb..." "Tumhe dekh raha hoon..." I replied with a loaded smile. "Kyun, aisa kya hai mujhme dekhne layak?" she retorted with that same teasing smile. "Bahut kucchh hai..." I replied enigmatically. "Jaise ki?" she questioned me mockingly. "Paas aao to bataaoonga..." I replied, patting the side of my bed. "Main nahi aaati..." she replied cockily. "Theek hai ... mat aao, main bhi nahi bataaoonga..." I replied coolly, as I continued to look at her with laughing eyes. "The bitch was probably used to her village boys running after her" I thought to myself. "Bataao naa, saheb..." she pleaded, pouting her lips, and putting on a mock look of hurt on her face. "Uh-uh..."I said, shaking my head in the negative; and patting the side of my bed again.
She dropped the broom, and stood up. Twiddling the braid of her hair, she glanced at the door once, and then looked back at me, with a hint of apprehension creeping into her otherwise cocky face. Then she quickly came towards the bed, and gingerly sat down at the edge of it. "Acchha, ab to bataoo saheb..." she whispered. "Aur paas aao..." I told her mockingly. Once again, she glanced at the door, and then pushed herself closer to me, her hips touching my thighs. "Lo aa gayi saheb ... ab bolo na" she pleaded. I lay back and looked her. The slender bitch, with her perky tits in the oversized blouse exposed, along with her waist and belly, thanks to that village choli, her single long braid hanging over her shoulders in front of her, and reaching her lap; sure looked sexy. Reaching out, I placed my palm on her slender bare arm, and began to caress it. "Bolo naa saheb..." she whispered again, squirming a bit as my touch made her skin tingle. "Aur paas aao..." I smiled, beckoning her to bend closer to me.
She hesitated, glanced at the door once again, and then with a shy smile, leant forward. Her pallu slipped off her shoulder as she did that, baring her small blouse-clad tits for me. My hands had slid off her arms, and were now caressing her thighs, and I could feel her thin legs thru her ghagra. I could see a few drops of sweat beginning to form on her brow. As she started to pull her pallu back, I grabbed her hand, and shaking my head negatively, said "Nahi ... rehne do" "Par saheb ... Pushpa..." she started to protest weakly. The way she was sitting now, leaning forward towards me with her hands resting on the bed just near my face, I could see almost the whole of her pert little tits, and the valley between them, through the open hanging neck of her blouse. I looked brazenly at her exposed blouse, and then looked at her face; as if challenging her to stop me. She was beginning to breathe faster now, and there was a slightly scared look on her face.
Once again, she glanced at the door, and then turned back; but made no attempt to move away. "Tu bahut sexy hai, Puspha..." I said to her softly with a smile. Her jaw dropped on hearing that, and her mouth opened as if to say something. But then she gathered herself, and with that same teasing smile, asked me "Sexy? Uska matlab kya hota hai?" she asked with faked innocence, that same cock teasing half smile still lingering on her lips. "Sexy ka matlab nahi jaanti?" I challenged her. "Nahi saab ... bataao naa..." she replied in a near whisper, again smiling teasingly. "Acchaa ... to tum sexy ka matlab nahi jaanti?" I asked again tauntingly. "Uh-uh" she muttered, shaking her head in the negative again. "Abhi bataata hoon..." I said, and sliding my hand up her thigh, placed it on the side of her exposed flat belly, kneading the flesh softly. She stiffened, and a sigh escaped her lips.
Once again she glanced nervously at the door, to confirm that Rani was not there, and turned back to me. I could see the goose-bumps come up on the skin of her arms. "Ab bhi nahi pata chala tumhe sexy ka matlab..." I taunted her, continuing to caress the side of her bare belly, and occasionally teasing her belly button & navel with my thumb. She shook her head again, "Na..." she whispered, her eyes boring into mine. "Sexy ka matlab hota hai ... ki tumhe dekhne se mujhko yeh hota hai..." and looking into her eyes, which were like hot coals, I took her right hand in mine, and placed in on my erect manhood which was throbbing inside my shorts.
Since I was not wearing my underwear, my cock could be felt clearly in my shorts. She jerked instinctively as I did that and tried to pull her hand away, but I held it firmly in place. A soft hiss escaped her lips. This time, she jerked her head around, and very nervously looked at the door. "Ab samjhi tu sexy ka matlab kya hota hai?" I asked her in a taunting voice. She had lost her cockiness, and looked at me with a pleading expression. She nodded her head quickly, and said "Haan saab ... samajh gayi..." relaxing a bit. As I felt her stop struggling, I released her hand which I was holding pressed to my cock. She made no attempt to remove it, and kept it where it was.
Seeing this, I decided to go one more step, and slowly slid my hand which was caressing her waist, up her torso. My fingers reached the bottom of her blouse, and in one swift motion, my hand shot up and cupped her small young breast. She jerked once again as I did that, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Her fingers which were resting on my throbbing cock, involuntarily closed around it and grasped it tighter, as my fingers closed around the pliant flesh of her young tits. She was beginning to breathe faster now. I began to fondle her tits in a gentle teasing manner. Her blouse was loose around her tits, and so I could get a good feel of the shape and firmness of them. They were small (about 31-B) but firm, and easily fit into my cupped palm. She kept glancing back towards the door intermittently, and her hand inadvertently closed & opened on my cock. I was curious to see for how long she would let this go on.
Suddenly we heard Rani call out from the wash area "Pushpa ... O Pushpa..." In a flash; she jumped up from the bed, and ran out. I laughed to myself. I got up from the bed, and followed her. Rani was asking her to rinse the washed clothes and hang them in the balcony to dry, so that she could go and mop the floor. As Pushpa was rinsing the clothes in the wash area, I went up to her. She sensed me behind her and turned; a scared expression on her face. I just smiled, and pulling out my wallet, gave her a 100 rupee note. As I turned to leave, I told her "Kal jo maine kaha thha, woh yaad rakhna ... tu mujhe khush kar ... aur mai tujhe khush rakhoonga..." She smiled slowly, a knowing look on her face, "Samajh gayi, saheb..." she responded, tucking the note inside her blouse.
I went back and lay down on my bed in my room. In a while, Rani came in, carrying a bucket of water & a mop, to mop the floor. She hesitated as she saw me lying on the bed. I pretended not to notice her and continue to read the newspaper. As she sat down and began to mop the floor, I watched her from the corner of my eyes. I could see her keep glancing at me more than once as she went about her job. As she came to the area near the bed, she paused, and stood there hesitating. I could sense that she wanted to say something, but was not able to gather the courage to say it. I casually put the paper down, and looked up at her. As she stood there fidgeting with her hair, which was tied in a long single braid, and hung from her shoulders in the front, reaching up to her waist, I asked her with a smile "Kya hua, Rani?"
She hesitated and then said "Saheb..." she paused. "Bolo Rani... "I prompted. "Saheb ... kal aapne jo mere liye kiya ... uske liye..." she hesitated again "uske liye main bahut shukraguzaar hoon..." "Kya bol rahi ho tum ... maine kya kiya hai tumhare liye?" I told her simply. "Nahi saab, aap bade dayalu ho ... aapne mujhe kaam pe rakha ... aur who bhi 250 rupaye par..." she said to me in a small voice, staring down. "Galat..." I retorted, "250 rupaye par nahi... 500 rupaye mahine par", I said with smile. "Saheb..." she began to speak, surprise on her face. "Shhh..." I interrupted "Woh Pushpa ko iske bare mein kuchh mat bolna ... yeh tumhare aur mere beech main hai ... samajh gayi?" I instructed her. "Haan saab ... samajh gayi" she said with gratitude, her hand still clutching her mouth in surprise. "Aur kabhi kisi cheez ki zaroorat pade to mujhe bata dena ... sharmana mat" I told her in a warm tone. She just nodded her head in gratitude.
Suddenly she darted forward, and leaning forward, placed her hand on my feet, said "Oh Jignesh saheb ... shukriya ... bahut bahut shukriya ... main aapka yeh aabhar kabhi..." "Arre, ye kya kar rahi ho tum..." I interrupted her as I jerked my leg back. "Idhar aao" I said to her with mock admonition in my tone "Idhar aakar baitho" patting the bed next to where I was lying. With a quick glance to the door, she slowly came and sat down tentatively on the edge of the bed. She was a dark girl, and looked incredibly sexy to me right now, with her long hair braided and lying on the front of her, and one ripe breast visible to me in her yellow blouse, straining to get free. "Dekho Rani ... shukriya kehne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai ... tum meri zaroorato ko poora karo ... aur main tumhari zaroorato ko poora karoonga ... seedhi is baat hai" I said to her with a smile. She looked up at me, and smiled for the first time.
She looked at me and asked "Main aapki kya seva kar sakti hoon saheb?", and after a pause, she said "Aap jo bologe, main woh karoongi..." My cock lurched inside my shorts when I heard that. "Tum kitne saal ki ho?" I queried. "21 saheb" she replied. At least she was of a fuckable age, I thought to myself. "Tumhari shaadi ho chuki hai?" I asked further. "Haan saheb, par mera marad mujhko ek mahine ke andar chhod ke chala gaya" she replied matter of factly. Then she proceeded to tell me her sad story, which was so typical of young girls in the village.
Apparently, she had been 'married off' to this boy at the age of 5 (child marriages were common with these nomads), and at the age of 18, she had been sent to live with her husband. He threw her out within a month on the same old sick grounds of dowry, and now she was living with her old parents. Thankfully, he had not left her pregnant. As she finished telling me about her background, I felt sad and aroused at the same time. Sad, because I felt bad for her condition. Aroused, because it meant she had experienced sex at least a couple of times, and would definitely be craving for it now. She smiled at me weakly when she saw me looking at her face intently.
Pushpa was in the balcony hanging the clothes, and I could hear her humming some village folk tune to herself. Taking my chance, I gently took Rani's hand in mine, and placed it on my hard cock over my shorts. "Tum meri seva karogi na Rani..." I asked her in a low hoarse voice. Unlike that bitch Pushpa before her, Rani did not jump or struggle to pull her hand back. She just lowered her head, and letting her hand remain on my boner, said in a low voice "Haan saab ... karoongi" She turned and glanced at the door once, and then sat there looking down with her hand still on my cock. I quickly stretched out my and, and cupped her left breast, which was not covered by the pallu of her sari.
They filled the cup of her blouse tight, and were probably a 32-C. Ripe, firm, and pliant. Unlike Pushpa's pert little tits which were round (the size of a large lemon), Rani's were more of the mango type, tapering to a conical tip, and curved on the underside. She took in a deep breath, as I squeezed her juicy tit, and sighed; but never looked up at me. Hearing the jingling of Pushpa's anklets, as she came inside the house after hanging the clothes in the balcony, Rani got up. She looked at me once, and asked in a small voice "Saab, mujhe kab aana hoga ... aapki seva karne?" I laughed, and smiling at her "Kal bataaoonga..." Picking up my wallet from my drawer, I handed her three 100 rupee notes. I told her that when I would pay them at the end of the month, I would give her only 250 rupees in front of Pushpa, and this was the balance to make it 500. She folded her hands as he took it from me, bowed her head with gratitude, touched it to her forehead, and quickly walked out of the room.
After the girls left, I showered, changed into my jeans and a tee, and headed for my neighbor Sarla bhabhi's house. After all, I had promised her yesterday that I'd come to meet her once in a while, so why not start from today. Yesterday's incident in the terrace was still fresh in my mind, and I wanted to make my next move quickly. As I rang the bell, I heard her yell from inside, "Kaun hai?" I kept quiet, and just rang the bell again. I could hear her muttering something, and then she opened the door, a look of irritation on her face. As I stood there smiling, her face broke into a wide smile, and she exclaimed "Jignesh! Oh, I thought..." she broke off. "Come in, come in..." she said quickly, grasping my hand and pulling me inside. I laughed as I followed her in, and as she was closing the door behind her, I said cheerfully "Dekho aunty, main apne waade ka pakka hoon" "Haan, woh to hai..." she responded, laughing.
Today, she was wearing a white cotton sari with a white blouse. And again, she was not wearing a bra under her blouse. As she bustled about the room, clearing the magazines, clothes, and other stuff lying strewn around the room, I couldn't help admire the way her soft breasts swung freely in the confines of her blouse, and the way her hips swayed. "Acchha, tum ek minute baitho beta ... main abhi aati hoon" she told me, as she quickly went into her room. When she came out a minute later, I could see the difference. She'd gone inside to make herself a little more presentable. Her hair had been combed and re-tied in that little pony, her sari had been adjusted, her face had been powdered, and I could smell the sweet fragrance of some perfume on her.
I smiled inwardly to myself, my ego having got a boost knowing that she did that on account of my arrival. She bustled into the room again, and sat down on the sofa adjacent to mine. "To bataao, Jignesh bhai..." she said with her trademark flirtatious smile, "aaj kaise aunty ko yaad kiya?" "Aap bhi na, aunty ... kyun main aapko aise hi milne nahi aa sakta kya?" I said in a hurt tone, making a face. She broke into a laugh "Arre beta, main to mazaak kar rahi thhi" she said. "Acchha, did you have your breakfast?" I when I replied in the negative, she got up and said she would make something for me. As she sashayed into the kitchen, tucking the pallu of her sari into her waist, I watched her swinging butt. Soon she returned with some aloo parathas for me. She handed me the plate, and settled down beside me on the couch.
As I was eating the parathas with relish, she propped her elbows on her knees, and resting her face in her cupped palms, watched me eat. "Ummm..." I grunted in appreciation, "Really yummy aunty". "Yummy aunty or yummy parathas" she asked me teasingly. I threw back my head and laughed. "Filhaal to parathe ke bare mein bol rahaa hoon aunty ... aapko abhi chakha kahaan hai maine" I said with a naughty smile, and laughed again. She slapped my arm with a look of mock anger on her face, and laughing, said "Badmaash ... sharam nahi aati tumhe aunty ke saath flirt karte hue ... itni saari girlfriends hai tumhari, phir bhi aunty pe dore daal rahe ho..." "Haan, girlfriends to bahut hai aunty ... lekin aap jitni sexy koi nahi hai" I said to her with a with the hint of a knowing smile on my lips, my eyes looking into hers.
She pouted and said with mock hurt "Jhootha kahin ka ... hamesha aunt ke saath mazaak karta rehta hai" "Mazaak nahi kar raha hoon aunty ... sach bol rahaa hoon ... aapki kasam" I replied, placing my left hand on her thigh, and looking into her eyes with a serious expression on my face. The color rushed to her cheeks, and she adjusted her hair self consciously, her eyes glancing at me seductively. Seeing my chance, I shifted slightly so that my thighs were pressing against hers, and looking into her eyes, said in all earnestness "You know aunty, since the time you moved in next doors, I have been smitten by you. I still remember the first day I saw you, and how gorgeous and sexy you looked the first day you come to our house to introduce yourselves ... you were wearing a orange chiffon sari with a matching sleeveless blouse that day..." I paused to see her reaction. She was watching me intently, a hint of a smile flickering on her lips. "That image of you when I first saw you is still etched in my memory ... and I think I fell in love with you at that very instant. I could not get you out of my mind, and I was always looking for a chance to just get a glimpse of you" I intoned.
As I spoke, she leaned back on the couch slightly, lifted her arm and placed it on the backrest of the, and tilting her head to once side, gazed at me with an expression that was probably a mixture of fondness and lust. My eyes drifted to her breasts which were now pushing against the pallu of her sari. As I turned my eyes back to her face, I could see that she had noticed me looking, but made no attempt to change her posture. "Even when we used to play cricket in the lane here, I was always hoping you would come to watch us play" I continued. That part was true; I always got an extra bit of flair into my game when this sexy aunty next door came to watch us. "I hate garba & dandiya..." I said referring to the festival of 9 nights when the folks dance through the night, "but I would come just to see you aunty. You ... you looked so..." I hesitated with fake shyness " ... so sexy in that ghagra choli you wore" I finished meekly, lowering my head pretending extreme shyness.
There was a brief moment of silence, and then clearing her throat, she sat forward, and placing her hand on mine which was still resting on her thighs, she looked up at me with a very sensuous expression, and asked "Jignesh ... Beta, if you felt like this ... so strongly about aunty ... why did you never tell me anything?" I let out an audible sigh, "Oh aunty, there were so many times I wanted to come and speak my heart to you" I replied in a small voice "but I was afraid that you would laugh at me ... and dismiss me as just another silly boy who is infatuated with you ... and I was afraid that you would share it as joke with all your friends, and then I would become the laughing stock of the colony..."I concluded in a hurt tone. There was another brief moment of silence; I sat there silently with a glum expression on my face, looking down. I could feel the heat of her body, and the sound of her shallow breathing. "Jignesh" she said in a voice that was almost a whisper. I didn't look up. "Jignesh" she whispered urgently again, and reaching towards me, lifted up my face by my chin "Look at me, Jignesh" she continued in that same soft husky voice "Look at your Sarla bhabhi's face beta..." she insisted, still holding my face held up by my chin "Does it look like I am laughing at you now?" she asked softly, an intent expression on her face, her lips quivering gently.
I looked into her eyes, and replied in an equal whisper "No..." Running the fingers of her right hand across my face softly, her left one still gently caressing the back of my palm resting on her thighs, she said "My dear Jignesh beta ... you don't know how happy you have made aunty today ... by sharing your feelings for me with me..." she spoke huskily. "Aunty ko bhi tum bahut pasand ho beta..." she spoke in a whisper "Sun rahe ho beta" she asked me "Jaise tumhe aunty ki zaroorat hai ... waise hi aunty ko bhi tumhari zaroorat hai..." she said in a firm yet soft voice. "Tum meri baat samajh rahe ho na, beta" she asked me softly, with a hint of a smile returning to her lips. With that same forlorn look on my face, I shook my head dumbly. She pursed her lips in mock exasperation, and muttered softly "Buddhu kahin ka..." Leaning back on the couch, she placed her right arm once again on the top of the backrest, and with a seductive look on her face, opened her other arm invitingly as if beckoning me to come into her arms "Come here..." she whispered hotly "Come into my arms"
Leaning towards her, I moved my face closer to her. She wrapped her right arm which was on the backrest of the couch, across my shoulders, and pulled me towards her with an urgency that gave away how hot she was. As she pulled me towards her, I felt my chest press against her lush soft breasts. A wave of desire surged through me, and I felt my cock stiffening inside my pants. Lifting her other arm, she placed it at the back of my head, and pulling my face close to hers, whispered "Kiss me beta ... kiss your Sarla bhabhi" As she ran her tongue across her lips, I could feel her hot breath on my face. I needed no further invitation, and a soft moan, I pressed my lips to her luscious ones. She let out a soft moan too, and tightening her embrace around me, parted her lips and kissed me passionately.
"Oh boy, she sure is a wild one" I thought to myself, as she slid her wet tongue inside my mouth and frenched me passionately, letting out little moans intermittently. My left arm and my chest were mashed against her lush soft breasts, so I raised my right arm and wrapped it around her back, pulling her closer towards me, as I kissed her back with gusto. She pulled her face away briefly, looked at me with something like raw passion in her eyes, her lips quivering, and then again pressed her mouth to mine. Her hands slid down from my face, and ran along my muscular arms, as she moaned "Oh Jignesh ... I love your body" After kissing for what seemed like an eternity, she pushed me away from her and said in a husky whisper, "Take off your t-shirt Jignesh ... I want to see ... I want to feel your body" I looked into her eyes, and stood up with a slow smile.
As I straightened, I could feel my cock fully erect now, and forming a bulge in the front of my jeans. As I glanced at it, I saw her eyes drawn to it as well. As I pulled off my t-shirt over my head, her gaze moved upwards, and she looked with desire at my muscular torso, and my broad chest with a sprinkling of hair on it. I stood there for a moment letting her look at me. As if drawn by an invisible hand towards me, she stood up. As she straightened, the pallu of her sari slipped off her shoulder, and slid down her arms hanging by her side, and settled down on the floor. She took a step towards me, and with a sigh, wrapped her arms around me, pressing her sexy hot body against mine. I stood at least a head taller than her, and her face came only up to my chest.
My cock stirred as I felt her soft ample breasts press against my lower chest and belly. I wrapped my arms around her back, and pressed her towards me, making sure she could feel the bulge of my hard cock on her soft rounded 36-year old belly. Leaning back slightly in my arms, she brought her arms to the front of me, and began to run her fingers on my chest and arms. This aroused me immensely, and with a moan "Oh aunty..." I slid my hands down her back and cupped her soft fleshy butt. As I squeezed the pliant flesh of her sexy round butt, I heard a soft hiss escape her lips. Placing both my hands on the soft skin of her waist, I pushed her away gently, and looked her appraisingly. It was some sight. A strand of hair displaced from her tied up pony hung over her eyes reaching up to her left cheek. She looked back at me, her lips slightly parted, breathing fast. My eyes moved lower to her neck, the white skin inviting. My cock twitched involuntarily as my eyes took in the sight of her soft rounded breasts, hanging loosely in her white blouse, the pallu of her sari lying half on the floor, and the smoothness of her slightly bulging round belly. "Aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, looking at her lusciously curved breasts, my hands kneading the flesh at the sides of her soft belly.
Her lips curving into a seductive smile, her hands slid down, and taking my hand in hers, she lifted and placed it on her left breast. I let out a long breath, as she pressed my palm on the soft pliant flesh of her gently hanging breast thru her blouse. As my fingers involuntarily closed around her tit, she threw her head back and sighed "Oh Jignesh..." I continued to squeeze and fondle her breasts through her blouse, feeling their softness in my hand; I mentally confirmed to myself that she was a 34-C. My right hand kneading her breast through her blouse, my left hand squeezing her butt through her sari, I bent forward and kissed her bare neck; running my tongue down from her neck to her chest, and down to the valley of her breasts. As she shivered, she clutched my head by the hair, and pressed my face to her soft blouse covered boobs. I clutched the soft flesh of the sides of her belly hard, as I rubbed my face on the softness of her blouse clad breasts.
Suddenly, we were startled by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Both us froze, and stared at each other, as if disbelieving the fact that the bell had rung. After a few seconds, the bell rang again. Sarla bhabhi quickly disengaged from me and began to hastily adjust her sari. I picked up my t-shirt lying on the couch and pulled it on hastily. She crept silently to the door and glanced through the peep-hole. Turning to me with a scared & guilty expression, she silently mouthed "It is Kalpana"; just as we heard Kalpana aunty say in a loud voice from outside, "Sarla bhabhi, it is me ... Kalpana..." Sarla bhabhi stood there thinking for the briefest of an instance, and then quickly pointed to me to get out from the kitchen door, which opened into the wash area of their compound. From their, I could jump across the compound wall into our compound. I quickly nodded and rushed out.
I jumped out of the compound wall into the lane behind, and then turned and walk back casually into our land, as if returning from somewhere. As I approached my house, I could see the door of Sarla bhabhi's house open, and their voices coming from inside. I opened the gate to my house, making as much of a loud noise as possible, just to signal that I had stepped out and was just returning. Hearing the noise of my gate opening, Kalpana aunty came out, followed by Sarla bhabhi. "Oh Jignesh bhai, there you are ... I was just about to leave your tiffin with Sarla bhabhi" she said to me with a smile. I could see Sarla bhabhi standing behind her, and nodding her head knowingly, with the same teasing smile.
Keeping a straight face, I explained to Kalpana aunty that I had just stepped out for a minute to go to the nearby grocery shop. As I took the tiffin box from Kalpana aunty, the two maids, Pushpa and Rani, came up to Sarla bhabhi's house. I groaned inwardly as I realized that this was the time the two girls came to work at Sarla bhabhi's house. As I looked at Sarla bhabhi and frowned my disappointment, she just let out a silent laugh, and pursed her lips, blowing me a silent kiss. As Kalpana aunty left, Sarla bhabhi also followed the maids inside her house, waving goodbye to me teasingly. "Cock teasing bitch" I thought to myself, as I too opened the door of my house and went in.
As I was having my lunch, the phone rang. It was Jigna. She was calling me from a pay-phone near her college. "Hi baby, how come you are calling me from college?" I asked cheerfully. She spoke rapidly, and explained to me that they had two free classes now, since the teachers had suddenly gone on leave, and so herself and Sejal were planning to go watch a movie at a near-by cinema-hall. As I was wondering where I came into the picture, she continued "Bhaiya, we were thinking it would be so nice if you could also come ... please come no, bhaiya ... please, please, please ... see Sejal is also telling me to ask you to come..." she said in a sing-song voice trying to convince me desperately. After thinking for a moment, I agreed. She was elated to hear my saying yes, and I could hear telling Sejal excitedly that I had agreed. We fixed up to meet outside the hall in 30 minutes time. I finished my lunch quickly, and picking up my helmet & jacket, headed towards the theatre on my bike.
As I approached the cinema-hall, I could see the two girls standing at the entrance waiting for me. As I rode into the compound, Jigna's face lit up and she waved excitedly to me. Sejal's face to lit up in a bright smile. As I parked my bike, and walked up to them, Jigna came running towards me, and grabbing my hand, said excitedly with a big smile "Oh thank you for coming Jignesh bhai..." I smiled back and squeezing her hand said "How could I refuse when you call me, baby" She laughed excitedly as we walk back towards where Sejal stood. As I approached her, I stuck out my hand, and said "Hi Sejal..." smiling at her. She smiled demurely, and as I shook her hand, I gave her a knowing look, and squeezed her hand gently.
To Be Continued...
As I rubbed the lips of her wet vagina, she began to lift her hips off the bed and push her gash on to my fingers. I flicked my finger across her tiny clitoris, and she almost jumped. I continued to flick her clitoris, and she started bucking her hips wildly, her hands grabbing my arm in a painful squeeze; and her butt rubbing against my cock. Gradually, I slid my middle finger a little inside her wet pussy, and began to finger her in earnest. She was moaning & gasping continuously now, and going wild. I alternated between rubbing her clit and fingering her slit; and very soon I felt her go into the throes of a shuddering orgasm. She let out a small muffled cry, and then collapsed against my chest, breathing hard; her thighs clamped on my hand. I felt some wetness ooze out of her pussy on to my fingers.
She lay there with her head against my chest, her mouth open, and breathing hard. I soothed her by caressing her arms and fondling her scalp. After a few minutes, her breathing returned to normal and she came to her senses. Turning to me, and kissing me again she breathed "Oh that was so wonderful Jignesh bhai ... thank you, thank you ... thank you..." I silenced her by kissing her on her lips again. When I let go off her, she smiled brightly and said "Now it's my turn Jignesh bhai..." I was waiting to hear that.
Before I could say a word, she pushed me back on the bed, and made me lie down on my back. She impatiently threw off my lungi, making me fully naked. My cock sprang out like a cobra, and stood swaying, leaning towards my belly. I spread my legs wide, as she positioned herself between them, and sat down. In the dim light I could see her, lithe and full-bodied, sitting between my legs and gazing at my cock lovingly. She reached out and took my rigid boner in her right hand. She squeezed it gently first, as if testing its hardness; and then began to stroke it slowly. I lay back and watched her as she jerked me off with her eyes riveted to my cock. As she began to stroke faster, I could see her breasts jiggle; turning me on immensely. Having held on for so long, I was not sure of holding on for too much longer. "Jigna" I whispered hoarsely "Please..."
Before I could finish saying what I wanted to, she quickly got on her knees, and bending forward, brought her face to my cock. I felt her shallow breath on my cock, and it twitched in her hand. She watched in fascination, as a tiny drop of pre-cum oozed out of the slit of my cock head. She touched the tip with her finger and gently spread the pre-cum all around my cock. As I watched, she opened her mouth, and taking out her tongue, began to lick on my cock. She began with the underside of my cock. I raised my legs, and bent them at the knees, to give her better access. She held up my cock, and began to lick on the underside. "Oh boy, this horny bitch is learning fast" I thought to myself, as she continued to lick all along my shift.
She pulled her head back, and then stroked me for a moment, watching my cock all the time. With a sigh, she bent forward again, and took my cock in her mouth. I groaned and threw my head back. At first she took the big purple knob in her mouth, and began to suck on it like a Popsicle. Slowly, she took more of my shaft inside her mouth and began the motion of moving her head up and down on it. Her tongue was at work inside her mouth, flicking and licking it, as she sucked on me. I couldn't believe that a girl, who had sucked her first cock only yesterday, was so good at it already. I felt my balls begin to tighten, and I raised my hips trying to push more of my thick cock into her hot mouth. She came up for breath once or twice, and immediately went back to work again.
Just as she was settling into a rhythm, we heard a grunt from the other room and froze. In a flash, Jigna jumped off m
y bed, and grabbing her discarded clothes, ran to her bed. And it was just in time, for we heard her father, grunt something incomprehensible again, and then the sound of their door opening. The passage light was switched on, and we heard him go to the toilet and piss noisily. After the noise of the flush receded, I saw the light go off, and heard the sound of their door closing again. I let out a sigh of relief, and felt my racing heart. It had been a narrow escape.
After a few minutes, there was complete silence again. My cock was ready to burst now. Swearing to myself, I got up from my bed and walked naked to Jigna's bed. I needed to cum ... NOW. As I approached her bed, I saw her prop herself up on her elbows. I stood by her bedside, holding my hard cock in my hand, just in front of her face. Without a word, she took hold of my cock in her hand, and opening her mouth, guided it inside. I thrust my hips forward as I felt my cock being enveloped by the warm wetness of her mouth again. Holding up her head, she began to suck my cock again in earnest, bobbing her head back and forth; and stroking me at the same time.
"Remove your hand, Jigna..." I whispered to her urgently; as I took hold of her head and began to move my cock in and out of her sucking mouth. I was tempted to ram my cock deep into the throat of this sexy bitch; but felt that she was just not ready for it. Holding her by the braids of her hair, I began to slowly fuck her mouth ... sliding my cock in, and pulling it out. She was getting the hang of it, and positioned her head accordingly. She opened her mouth in a wide 'O' to let me do that without difficulty. Whenever I would pause with my cock inside her mouth, she would begin to suck on it again. As I felt myself beginning to reach my orgasm, I grabbed her by her hair and began to thrust my cock into her waiting mouth faster.
With each thrust into her mouth, I heard her moan "Ummfff ... ummfff ... ummfff..." As I felt my cum begin to boil in my balls, I was dying to blast my ejaculation in her sucking mouth; and watch as it overflowed from her tiny mouth. "No Jignesh ... don't do that to this girl ... at least not now" I gritted my teeth and told myself. Just as I was able to cum, I pulled my cock out of her mouth, grabbed her breast with my left hand, and holding my cock with right, stroked it vigorously as I ejaculated all over her young teenaged breasts. I came a great deal, and spurt after spurt of my hot cum landed on her firm breasts. I fell forward, and with my hands on the bed, took in deep breaths, trying to steady my shivering body.
She reached out and taking my arm asked in a concerned voice "Are you OK, bhaiya" In between deep breasts, I gasped "Yes ... I am OK" She continued to watch me with concern in her eyes. Gradually my breathing came back to normal, and I straightened up. I picked up my discarded lungi, and again wetting the tip of it with the water from a bottle kept near the bed, cleaned up my cum from her breasts. Once I was done with that, I bent forward and softly kissed her first on both her breasts, and then her lips. As my lips parted from hers, she grabbed me by my head and asked "Did I do it nicely, bhaiya ... did you feel good?" I felt a wave of tenderness rush through me, as I kissed her once again, and holding her face told her with love, "Yes baby, you did it very nicely ... and yes, I felt very good". Her smile on hearing that nearly melted my heart. "Jignesh ... you bastard!" I thought to myself as I staggered back to my bed. I collapsed on the bed, and in no time, was fast asleep.
I was woken up late the next morning by Kalpana aunty. As I stretched, and yawned, I discovered to my dismay that my lungi had come off in the night, and I had used it as a sheet to cover me. She sat on the bed next to me holding a tray with a cup of tea for me and smiled warmly at me. "Good morning beta" she said sweetly. "Good morning, aunty" I replied trying to adjust the lungi, as I realized I was buck naked under it. And to add to my discomfiture, I had yet another raging morning hard-on, and it was making a tent under my lungi. As Kalpana aunt placed the tray on the table, I saw her glance at the tent pole under my lungi. Turning to leave, she gave me a knowing smile, and said "You freshen up, beta and come down. I have kept breakfast ready for you." With a sway of her massive butt, she went out of the room. I cursed myself as I got up, and headed for the toilet. As I pissed, I felt my hard-on subside. I washed my face, put on my clothes and went down. After finishing my breakfast, I headed back home.
As I approached my house, I saw the two maid girls, Pushpa & Rani, waiting near the gate, sitting in the verandah in front. Upon seeing me, they got up and Pushpa said "Hum log bell maar maar kar thak gaye saheb ... humne socha aap so rahe honge" and smiled mischievously. I opened the door and let them in. I went to finish my morning ablutions as they got about their work. As I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom, the older girl, Rani came to the door, and said tentatively "Saheb ... sabun ... kapde dhone ka saabun khatam ho gaya hai" As my mouth was full of toothpaste foam, I pointed to the cabinet above the washbasin, and indicated to her that she could take it from there. She walked in tentatively, and as I continued to brush my teeth, I could see her lift her hands up, and struggle to reach the shelf where the washing soaps were kept. Her ripe mango shaped breasts strained against the thin cloth of the yellow blouse she was wearing today. I shook my head and turned away.
Just as she was leaving the bathroom, I finished rinsing my mouth, and straightened. She was, at that moment, trying to carefully squeeze behind where I stood bent forward on the basin, so that she could reach the door. As I straightened suddenly, and reached for the towel, I felt my elbow crush against her full ripe breasts. I startled, and so did she, letting out a small "Uhh". Apologizing, I tried to get out of her way towards the door, and in her hurry, she also tried to move in the same direction that I was, causing my fore-arm to press again on her breast. Both of us stood there frozen for a moment, my fore-arm still crushed against her breast, as we looked into each others' eyes. I let out a brief sigh, and raising both my hands above my head, said to her with a laugh "Pehle aap..." She too let out a small nervous giggle, and with a fleeting glance on my bare chest, stepped out of the bathroom.
This little incident was enough to wake up junior, and he rose in my pajamas, and I felt like getting a little naughty. As I sauntered to the kitchen, I saw the other girl, Pushpa, washing the dishes at the sink, with her back to me, softly humming a song to herself. She stood with that typical pose, hips pushed to one side, her long braid hanging in front of her by her shoulder. I crept up silently behind her, and grasping her with both hands by her slender waist, shouted "Boo..." in her ears. She jumped up like a startled kitten, and with a scream, dropped the dish in her hand, which clattered to the floor noisily. As she pivoted around, she saw me grinning naughtily, and she instinctively hit me. I grabbed her hand as it came towards me.
She relaxed slightly as she realized what had happened, and placing her hand on her chest, said indignantly "Hai maa ... Jignesh saheb ... aapne to..." she stammered, her chest heaving. Hearing the commotion, Rani came running into the kitchen. As she looked at us with a startled look, Pushpa started to rattle out in their native dialect "Arre Rani ... you know what this Jignesh saheb did just now ... meri to jaan hi nikal gayi..." and she proceeded to narrate the entire incident, looking at me with mock anger once in a while. I stood there grinning. On hearing what had happened, Rani clasped her hand to her mouth, and broke out giggling. She looked at me shyly, and still giggling, shaking her head in mock admonition, went back to washing the clothes. I grinned naughtily at Pushpa once again, and went back into my room.
I changed into a pair of shorts and a tee, and was lying on my bed reading the morning newspaper, when Pushpa came into the room carrying a broom to sweep the floor. I smiled at her from where I was lying, and she responded with her trademark cock teasing smile. As she gathered up her ghagra, and sitting on her haunches, began to sweep the floor, I turned to my side, and propping up head on my hands, began to watch her. She glanced at me, and seeing me looking at her with a hint of a smile, gave me one more of her pretentious shy smile. I continued to watch her.
After a while she became conscious, and turning to me, asked me with a mocking smile "Kyaa dekh rahe ho saheb..." "Tumhe dekh raha hoon..." I replied with a loaded smile. "Kyun, aisa kya hai mujhme dekhne layak?" she retorted with that same teasing smile. "Bahut kucchh hai..." I replied enigmatically. "Jaise ki?" she questioned me mockingly. "Paas aao to bataaoonga..." I replied, patting the side of my bed. "Main nahi aaati..." she replied cockily. "Theek hai ... mat aao, main bhi nahi bataaoonga..." I replied coolly, as I continued to look at her with laughing eyes. "The bitch was probably used to her village boys running after her" I thought to myself. "Bataao naa, saheb..." she pleaded, pouting her lips, and putting on a mock look of hurt on her face. "Uh-uh..."I said, shaking my head in the negative; and patting the side of my bed again.
She dropped the broom, and stood up. Twiddling the braid of her hair, she glanced at the door once, and then looked back at me, with a hint of apprehension creeping into her otherwise cocky face. Then she quickly came towards the bed, and gingerly sat down at the edge of it. "Acchha, ab to bataoo saheb..." she whispered. "Aur paas aao..." I told her mockingly. Once again, she glanced at the door, and then pushed herself closer to me, her hips touching my thighs. "Lo aa gayi saheb ... ab bolo na" she pleaded. I lay back and looked her. The slender bitch, with her perky tits in the oversized blouse exposed, along with her waist and belly, thanks to that village choli, her single long braid hanging over her shoulders in front of her, and reaching her lap; sure looked sexy. Reaching out, I placed my palm on her slender bare arm, and began to caress it. "Bolo naa saheb..." she whispered again, squirming a bit as my touch made her skin tingle. "Aur paas aao..." I smiled, beckoning her to bend closer to me.
She hesitated, glanced at the door once again, and then with a shy smile, leant forward. Her pallu slipped off her shoulder as she did that, baring her small blouse-clad tits for me. My hands had slid off her arms, and were now caressing her thighs, and I could feel her thin legs thru her ghagra. I could see a few drops of sweat beginning to form on her brow. As she started to pull her pallu back, I grabbed her hand, and shaking my head negatively, said "Nahi ... rehne do" "Par saheb ... Pushpa..." she started to protest weakly. The way she was sitting now, leaning forward towards me with her hands resting on the bed just near my face, I could see almost the whole of her pert little tits, and the valley between them, through the open hanging neck of her blouse. I looked brazenly at her exposed blouse, and then looked at her face; as if challenging her to stop me. She was beginning to breathe faster now, and there was a slightly scared look on her face.
Once again, she glanced at the door, and then turned back; but made no attempt to move away. "Tu bahut sexy hai, Puspha..." I said to her softly with a smile. Her jaw dropped on hearing that, and her mouth opened as if to say something. But then she gathered herself, and with that same teasing smile, asked me "Sexy? Uska matlab kya hota hai?" she asked with faked innocence, that same cock teasing half smile still lingering on her lips. "Sexy ka matlab nahi jaanti?" I challenged her. "Nahi saab ... bataao naa..." she replied in a near whisper, again smiling teasingly. "Acchaa ... to tum sexy ka matlab nahi jaanti?" I asked again tauntingly. "Uh-uh" she muttered, shaking her head in the negative again. "Abhi bataata hoon..." I said, and sliding my hand up her thigh, placed it on the side of her exposed flat belly, kneading the flesh softly. She stiffened, and a sigh escaped her lips.
Once again she glanced nervously at the door, to confirm that Rani was not there, and turned back to me. I could see the goose-bumps come up on the skin of her arms. "Ab bhi nahi pata chala tumhe sexy ka matlab..." I taunted her, continuing to caress the side of her bare belly, and occasionally teasing her belly button & navel with my thumb. She shook her head again, "Na..." she whispered, her eyes boring into mine. "Sexy ka matlab hota hai ... ki tumhe dekhne se mujhko yeh hota hai..." and looking into her eyes, which were like hot coals, I took her right hand in mine, and placed in on my erect manhood which was throbbing inside my shorts.
Since I was not wearing my underwear, my cock could be felt clearly in my shorts. She jerked instinctively as I did that and tried to pull her hand away, but I held it firmly in place. A soft hiss escaped her lips. This time, she jerked her head around, and very nervously looked at the door. "Ab samjhi tu sexy ka matlab kya hota hai?" I asked her in a taunting voice. She had lost her cockiness, and looked at me with a pleading expression. She nodded her head quickly, and said "Haan saab ... samajh gayi..." relaxing a bit. As I felt her stop struggling, I released her hand which I was holding pressed to my cock. She made no attempt to remove it, and kept it where it was.
Seeing this, I decided to go one more step, and slowly slid my hand which was caressing her waist, up her torso. My fingers reached the bottom of her blouse, and in one swift motion, my hand shot up and cupped her small young breast. She jerked once again as I did that, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Her fingers which were resting on my throbbing cock, involuntarily closed around it and grasped it tighter, as my fingers closed around the pliant flesh of her young tits. She was beginning to breathe faster now. I began to fondle her tits in a gentle teasing manner. Her blouse was loose around her tits, and so I could get a good feel of the shape and firmness of them. They were small (about 31-B) but firm, and easily fit into my cupped palm. She kept glancing back towards the door intermittently, and her hand inadvertently closed & opened on my cock. I was curious to see for how long she would let this go on.
Suddenly we heard Rani call out from the wash area "Pushpa ... O Pushpa..." In a flash; she jumped up from the bed, and ran out. I laughed to myself. I got up from the bed, and followed her. Rani was asking her to rinse the washed clothes and hang them in the balcony to dry, so that she could go and mop the floor. As Pushpa was rinsing the clothes in the wash area, I went up to her. She sensed me behind her and turned; a scared expression on her face. I just smiled, and pulling out my wallet, gave her a 100 rupee note. As I turned to leave, I told her "Kal jo maine kaha thha, woh yaad rakhna ... tu mujhe khush kar ... aur mai tujhe khush rakhoonga..." She smiled slowly, a knowing look on her face, "Samajh gayi, saheb..." she responded, tucking the note inside her blouse.
I went back and lay down on my bed in my room. In a while, Rani came in, carrying a bucket of water & a mop, to mop the floor. She hesitated as she saw me lying on the bed. I pretended not to notice her and continue to read the newspaper. As she sat down and began to mop the floor, I watched her from the corner of my eyes. I could see her keep glancing at me more than once as she went about her job. As she came to the area near the bed, she paused, and stood there hesitating. I could sense that she wanted to say something, but was not able to gather the courage to say it. I casually put the paper down, and looked up at her. As she stood there fidgeting with her hair, which was tied in a long single braid, and hung from her shoulders in the front, reaching up to her waist, I asked her with a smile "Kya hua, Rani?"
She hesitated and then said "Saheb..." she paused. "Bolo Rani... "I prompted. "Saheb ... kal aapne jo mere liye kiya ... uske liye..." she hesitated again "uske liye main bahut shukraguzaar hoon..." "Kya bol rahi ho tum ... maine kya kiya hai tumhare liye?" I told her simply. "Nahi saab, aap bade dayalu ho ... aapne mujhe kaam pe rakha ... aur who bhi 250 rupaye par..." she said to me in a small voice, staring down. "Galat..." I retorted, "250 rupaye par nahi... 500 rupaye mahine par", I said with smile. "Saheb..." she began to speak, surprise on her face. "Shhh..." I interrupted "Woh Pushpa ko iske bare mein kuchh mat bolna ... yeh tumhare aur mere beech main hai ... samajh gayi?" I instructed her. "Haan saab ... samajh gayi" she said with gratitude, her hand still clutching her mouth in surprise. "Aur kabhi kisi cheez ki zaroorat pade to mujhe bata dena ... sharmana mat" I told her in a warm tone. She just nodded her head in gratitude.
Suddenly she darted forward, and leaning forward, placed her hand on my feet, said "Oh Jignesh saheb ... shukriya ... bahut bahut shukriya ... main aapka yeh aabhar kabhi..." "Arre, ye kya kar rahi ho tum..." I interrupted her as I jerked my leg back. "Idhar aao" I said to her with mock admonition in my tone "Idhar aakar baitho" patting the bed next to where I was lying. With a quick glance to the door, she slowly came and sat down tentatively on the edge of the bed. She was a dark girl, and looked incredibly sexy to me right now, with her long hair braided and lying on the front of her, and one ripe breast visible to me in her yellow blouse, straining to get free. "Dekho Rani ... shukriya kehne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai ... tum meri zaroorato ko poora karo ... aur main tumhari zaroorato ko poora karoonga ... seedhi is baat hai" I said to her with a smile. She looked up at me, and smiled for the first time.
She looked at me and asked "Main aapki kya seva kar sakti hoon saheb?", and after a pause, she said "Aap jo bologe, main woh karoongi..." My cock lurched inside my shorts when I heard that. "Tum kitne saal ki ho?" I queried. "21 saheb" she replied. At least she was of a fuckable age, I thought to myself. "Tumhari shaadi ho chuki hai?" I asked further. "Haan saheb, par mera marad mujhko ek mahine ke andar chhod ke chala gaya" she replied matter of factly. Then she proceeded to tell me her sad story, which was so typical of young girls in the village.
Apparently, she had been 'married off' to this boy at the age of 5 (child marriages were common with these nomads), and at the age of 18, she had been sent to live with her husband. He threw her out within a month on the same old sick grounds of dowry, and now she was living with her old parents. Thankfully, he had not left her pregnant. As she finished telling me about her background, I felt sad and aroused at the same time. Sad, because I felt bad for her condition. Aroused, because it meant she had experienced sex at least a couple of times, and would definitely be craving for it now. She smiled at me weakly when she saw me looking at her face intently.
Pushpa was in the balcony hanging the clothes, and I could hear her humming some village folk tune to herself. Taking my chance, I gently took Rani's hand in mine, and placed it on my hard cock over my shorts. "Tum meri seva karogi na Rani..." I asked her in a low hoarse voice. Unlike that bitch Pushpa before her, Rani did not jump or struggle to pull her hand back. She just lowered her head, and letting her hand remain on my boner, said in a low voice "Haan saab ... karoongi" She turned and glanced at the door once, and then sat there looking down with her hand still on my cock. I quickly stretched out my and, and cupped her left breast, which was not covered by the pallu of her sari.
They filled the cup of her blouse tight, and were probably a 32-C. Ripe, firm, and pliant. Unlike Pushpa's pert little tits which were round (the size of a large lemon), Rani's were more of the mango type, tapering to a conical tip, and curved on the underside. She took in a deep breath, as I squeezed her juicy tit, and sighed; but never looked up at me. Hearing the jingling of Pushpa's anklets, as she came inside the house after hanging the clothes in the balcony, Rani got up. She looked at me once, and asked in a small voice "Saab, mujhe kab aana hoga ... aapki seva karne?" I laughed, and smiling at her "Kal bataaoonga..." Picking up my wallet from my drawer, I handed her three 100 rupee notes. I told her that when I would pay them at the end of the month, I would give her only 250 rupees in front of Pushpa, and this was the balance to make it 500. She folded her hands as he took it from me, bowed her head with gratitude, touched it to her forehead, and quickly walked out of the room.
After the girls left, I showered, changed into my jeans and a tee, and headed for my neighbor Sarla bhabhi's house. After all, I had promised her yesterday that I'd come to meet her once in a while, so why not start from today. Yesterday's incident in the terrace was still fresh in my mind, and I wanted to make my next move quickly. As I rang the bell, I heard her yell from inside, "Kaun hai?" I kept quiet, and just rang the bell again. I could hear her muttering something, and then she opened the door, a look of irritation on her face. As I stood there smiling, her face broke into a wide smile, and she exclaimed "Jignesh! Oh, I thought..." she broke off. "Come in, come in..." she said quickly, grasping my hand and pulling me inside. I laughed as I followed her in, and as she was closing the door behind her, I said cheerfully "Dekho aunty, main apne waade ka pakka hoon" "Haan, woh to hai..." she responded, laughing.
Today, she was wearing a white cotton sari with a white blouse. And again, she was not wearing a bra under her blouse. As she bustled about the room, clearing the magazines, clothes, and other stuff lying strewn around the room, I couldn't help admire the way her soft breasts swung freely in the confines of her blouse, and the way her hips swayed. "Acchha, tum ek minute baitho beta ... main abhi aati hoon" she told me, as she quickly went into her room. When she came out a minute later, I could see the difference. She'd gone inside to make herself a little more presentable. Her hair had been combed and re-tied in that little pony, her sari had been adjusted, her face had been powdered, and I could smell the sweet fragrance of some perfume on her.
I smiled inwardly to myself, my ego having got a boost knowing that she did that on account of my arrival. She bustled into the room again, and sat down on the sofa adjacent to mine. "To bataao, Jignesh bhai..." she said with her trademark flirtatious smile, "aaj kaise aunty ko yaad kiya?" "Aap bhi na, aunty ... kyun main aapko aise hi milne nahi aa sakta kya?" I said in a hurt tone, making a face. She broke into a laugh "Arre beta, main to mazaak kar rahi thhi" she said. "Acchha, did you have your breakfast?" I when I replied in the negative, she got up and said she would make something for me. As she sashayed into the kitchen, tucking the pallu of her sari into her waist, I watched her swinging butt. Soon she returned with some aloo parathas for me. She handed me the plate, and settled down beside me on the couch.
As I was eating the parathas with relish, she propped her elbows on her knees, and resting her face in her cupped palms, watched me eat. "Ummm..." I grunted in appreciation, "Really yummy aunty". "Yummy aunty or yummy parathas" she asked me teasingly. I threw back my head and laughed. "Filhaal to parathe ke bare mein bol rahaa hoon aunty ... aapko abhi chakha kahaan hai maine" I said with a naughty smile, and laughed again. She slapped my arm with a look of mock anger on her face, and laughing, said "Badmaash ... sharam nahi aati tumhe aunty ke saath flirt karte hue ... itni saari girlfriends hai tumhari, phir bhi aunty pe dore daal rahe ho..." "Haan, girlfriends to bahut hai aunty ... lekin aap jitni sexy koi nahi hai" I said to her with a with the hint of a knowing smile on my lips, my eyes looking into hers.
She pouted and said with mock hurt "Jhootha kahin ka ... hamesha aunt ke saath mazaak karta rehta hai" "Mazaak nahi kar raha hoon aunty ... sach bol rahaa hoon ... aapki kasam" I replied, placing my left hand on her thigh, and looking into her eyes with a serious expression on my face. The color rushed to her cheeks, and she adjusted her hair self consciously, her eyes glancing at me seductively. Seeing my chance, I shifted slightly so that my thighs were pressing against hers, and looking into her eyes, said in all earnestness "You know aunty, since the time you moved in next doors, I have been smitten by you. I still remember the first day I saw you, and how gorgeous and sexy you looked the first day you come to our house to introduce yourselves ... you were wearing a orange chiffon sari with a matching sleeveless blouse that day..." I paused to see her reaction. She was watching me intently, a hint of a smile flickering on her lips. "That image of you when I first saw you is still etched in my memory ... and I think I fell in love with you at that very instant. I could not get you out of my mind, and I was always looking for a chance to just get a glimpse of you" I intoned.
As I spoke, she leaned back on the couch slightly, lifted her arm and placed it on the backrest of the, and tilting her head to once side, gazed at me with an expression that was probably a mixture of fondness and lust. My eyes drifted to her breasts which were now pushing against the pallu of her sari. As I turned my eyes back to her face, I could see that she had noticed me looking, but made no attempt to change her posture. "Even when we used to play cricket in the lane here, I was always hoping you would come to watch us play" I continued. That part was true; I always got an extra bit of flair into my game when this sexy aunty next door came to watch us. "I hate garba & dandiya..." I said referring to the festival of 9 nights when the folks dance through the night, "but I would come just to see you aunty. You ... you looked so..." I hesitated with fake shyness " ... so sexy in that ghagra choli you wore" I finished meekly, lowering my head pretending extreme shyness.
There was a brief moment of silence, and then clearing her throat, she sat forward, and placing her hand on mine which was still resting on her thighs, she looked up at me with a very sensuous expression, and asked "Jignesh ... Beta, if you felt like this ... so strongly about aunty ... why did you never tell me anything?" I let out an audible sigh, "Oh aunty, there were so many times I wanted to come and speak my heart to you" I replied in a small voice "but I was afraid that you would laugh at me ... and dismiss me as just another silly boy who is infatuated with you ... and I was afraid that you would share it as joke with all your friends, and then I would become the laughing stock of the colony..."I concluded in a hurt tone. There was another brief moment of silence; I sat there silently with a glum expression on my face, looking down. I could feel the heat of her body, and the sound of her shallow breathing. "Jignesh" she said in a voice that was almost a whisper. I didn't look up. "Jignesh" she whispered urgently again, and reaching towards me, lifted up my face by my chin "Look at me, Jignesh" she continued in that same soft husky voice "Look at your Sarla bhabhi's face beta..." she insisted, still holding my face held up by my chin "Does it look like I am laughing at you now?" she asked softly, an intent expression on her face, her lips quivering gently.
I looked into her eyes, and replied in an equal whisper "No..." Running the fingers of her right hand across my face softly, her left one still gently caressing the back of my palm resting on her thighs, she said "My dear Jignesh beta ... you don't know how happy you have made aunty today ... by sharing your feelings for me with me..." she spoke huskily. "Aunty ko bhi tum bahut pasand ho beta..." she spoke in a whisper "Sun rahe ho beta" she asked me "Jaise tumhe aunty ki zaroorat hai ... waise hi aunty ko bhi tumhari zaroorat hai..." she said in a firm yet soft voice. "Tum meri baat samajh rahe ho na, beta" she asked me softly, with a hint of a smile returning to her lips. With that same forlorn look on my face, I shook my head dumbly. She pursed her lips in mock exasperation, and muttered softly "Buddhu kahin ka..." Leaning back on the couch, she placed her right arm once again on the top of the backrest, and with a seductive look on her face, opened her other arm invitingly as if beckoning me to come into her arms "Come here..." she whispered hotly "Come into my arms"
Leaning towards her, I moved my face closer to her. She wrapped her right arm which was on the backrest of the couch, across my shoulders, and pulled me towards her with an urgency that gave away how hot she was. As she pulled me towards her, I felt my chest press against her lush soft breasts. A wave of desire surged through me, and I felt my cock stiffening inside my pants. Lifting her other arm, she placed it at the back of my head, and pulling my face close to hers, whispered "Kiss me beta ... kiss your Sarla bhabhi" As she ran her tongue across her lips, I could feel her hot breath on my face. I needed no further invitation, and a soft moan, I pressed my lips to her luscious ones. She let out a soft moan too, and tightening her embrace around me, parted her lips and kissed me passionately.
"Oh boy, she sure is a wild one" I thought to myself, as she slid her wet tongue inside my mouth and frenched me passionately, letting out little moans intermittently. My left arm and my chest were mashed against her lush soft breasts, so I raised my right arm and wrapped it around her back, pulling her closer towards me, as I kissed her back with gusto. She pulled her face away briefly, looked at me with something like raw passion in her eyes, her lips quivering, and then again pressed her mouth to mine. Her hands slid down from my face, and ran along my muscular arms, as she moaned "Oh Jignesh ... I love your body" After kissing for what seemed like an eternity, she pushed me away from her and said in a husky whisper, "Take off your t-shirt Jignesh ... I want to see ... I want to feel your body" I looked into her eyes, and stood up with a slow smile.
As I straightened, I could feel my cock fully erect now, and forming a bulge in the front of my jeans. As I glanced at it, I saw her eyes drawn to it as well. As I pulled off my t-shirt over my head, her gaze moved upwards, and she looked with desire at my muscular torso, and my broad chest with a sprinkling of hair on it. I stood there for a moment letting her look at me. As if drawn by an invisible hand towards me, she stood up. As she straightened, the pallu of her sari slipped off her shoulder, and slid down her arms hanging by her side, and settled down on the floor. She took a step towards me, and with a sigh, wrapped her arms around me, pressing her sexy hot body against mine. I stood at least a head taller than her, and her face came only up to my chest.
My cock stirred as I felt her soft ample breasts press against my lower chest and belly. I wrapped my arms around her back, and pressed her towards me, making sure she could feel the bulge of my hard cock on her soft rounded 36-year old belly. Leaning back slightly in my arms, she brought her arms to the front of me, and began to run her fingers on my chest and arms. This aroused me immensely, and with a moan "Oh aunty..." I slid my hands down her back and cupped her soft fleshy butt. As I squeezed the pliant flesh of her sexy round butt, I heard a soft hiss escape her lips. Placing both my hands on the soft skin of her waist, I pushed her away gently, and looked her appraisingly. It was some sight. A strand of hair displaced from her tied up pony hung over her eyes reaching up to her left cheek. She looked back at me, her lips slightly parted, breathing fast. My eyes moved lower to her neck, the white skin inviting. My cock twitched involuntarily as my eyes took in the sight of her soft rounded breasts, hanging loosely in her white blouse, the pallu of her sari lying half on the floor, and the smoothness of her slightly bulging round belly. "Aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, looking at her lusciously curved breasts, my hands kneading the flesh at the sides of her soft belly.
Her lips curving into a seductive smile, her hands slid down, and taking my hand in hers, she lifted and placed it on her left breast. I let out a long breath, as she pressed my palm on the soft pliant flesh of her gently hanging breast thru her blouse. As my fingers involuntarily closed around her tit, she threw her head back and sighed "Oh Jignesh..." I continued to squeeze and fondle her breasts through her blouse, feeling their softness in my hand; I mentally confirmed to myself that she was a 34-C. My right hand kneading her breast through her blouse, my left hand squeezing her butt through her sari, I bent forward and kissed her bare neck; running my tongue down from her neck to her chest, and down to the valley of her breasts. As she shivered, she clutched my head by the hair, and pressed my face to her soft blouse covered boobs. I clutched the soft flesh of the sides of her belly hard, as I rubbed my face on the softness of her blouse clad breasts.
Suddenly, we were startled by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Both us froze, and stared at each other, as if disbelieving the fact that the bell had rung. After a few seconds, the bell rang again. Sarla bhabhi quickly disengaged from me and began to hastily adjust her sari. I picked up my t-shirt lying on the couch and pulled it on hastily. She crept silently to the door and glanced through the peep-hole. Turning to me with a scared & guilty expression, she silently mouthed "It is Kalpana"; just as we heard Kalpana aunty say in a loud voice from outside, "Sarla bhabhi, it is me ... Kalpana..." Sarla bhabhi stood there thinking for the briefest of an instance, and then quickly pointed to me to get out from the kitchen door, which opened into the wash area of their compound. From their, I could jump across the compound wall into our compound. I quickly nodded and rushed out.
I jumped out of the compound wall into the lane behind, and then turned and walk back casually into our land, as if returning from somewhere. As I approached my house, I could see the door of Sarla bhabhi's house open, and their voices coming from inside. I opened the gate to my house, making as much of a loud noise as possible, just to signal that I had stepped out and was just returning. Hearing the noise of my gate opening, Kalpana aunty came out, followed by Sarla bhabhi. "Oh Jignesh bhai, there you are ... I was just about to leave your tiffin with Sarla bhabhi" she said to me with a smile. I could see Sarla bhabhi standing behind her, and nodding her head knowingly, with the same teasing smile.
Keeping a straight face, I explained to Kalpana aunty that I had just stepped out for a minute to go to the nearby grocery shop. As I took the tiffin box from Kalpana aunty, the two maids, Pushpa and Rani, came up to Sarla bhabhi's house. I groaned inwardly as I realized that this was the time the two girls came to work at Sarla bhabhi's house. As I looked at Sarla bhabhi and frowned my disappointment, she just let out a silent laugh, and pursed her lips, blowing me a silent kiss. As Kalpana aunty left, Sarla bhabhi also followed the maids inside her house, waving goodbye to me teasingly. "Cock teasing bitch" I thought to myself, as I too opened the door of my house and went in.
As I was having my lunch, the phone rang. It was Jigna. She was calling me from a pay-phone near her college. "Hi baby, how come you are calling me from college?" I asked cheerfully. She spoke rapidly, and explained to me that they had two free classes now, since the teachers had suddenly gone on leave, and so herself and Sejal were planning to go watch a movie at a near-by cinema-hall. As I was wondering where I came into the picture, she continued "Bhaiya, we were thinking it would be so nice if you could also come ... please come no, bhaiya ... please, please, please ... see Sejal is also telling me to ask you to come..." she said in a sing-song voice trying to convince me desperately. After thinking for a moment, I agreed. She was elated to hear my saying yes, and I could hear telling Sejal excitedly that I had agreed. We fixed up to meet outside the hall in 30 minutes time. I finished my lunch quickly, and picking up my helmet & jacket, headed towards the theatre on my bike.
As I approached the cinema-hall, I could see the two girls standing at the entrance waiting for me. As I rode into the compound, Jigna's face lit up and she waved excitedly to me. Sejal's face to lit up in a bright smile. As I parked my bike, and walked up to them, Jigna came running towards me, and grabbing my hand, said excitedly with a big smile "Oh thank you for coming Jignesh bhai..." I smiled back and squeezing her hand said "How could I refuse when you call me, baby" She laughed excitedly as we walk back towards where Sejal stood. As I approached her, I stuck out my hand, and said "Hi Sejal..." smiling at her. She smiled demurely, and as I shook her hand, I gave her a knowing look, and squeezed her hand gently.
To Be Continued...
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