Adultery Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha by Teluguprakash

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Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha

This story was written by the original author "Teluguprakash" almost more than 10-12 years ago.

30th April 2012

https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1146969

P.S> This is a re-post hence all the credits and criticism goes to the original author



Volume 01

Chapter 01

Rekha and her husband's sister Alka were friends than sisters in law. They had a healthy relationship. They teased each other.

Rekha usually teased her about the dress she wore. "Bhabhi when you were in college you wore sexier and revealing dress didn't you? I am sure you did. You would be very sexy in such dress. Look at your boobs. They are so big and yet they are firm," she said pointing to Rekha's full breasts.

"You are not supposed to talk to me that way."

"Come on don't be an old fashioned woman. You are hardly older than me by more than 3 years."

That was true. Rekha was just 22 while Alka was 19 and in the second year of college.

They were having tea.

Alka asked Rekha, "Bhabhi tomorrow I am bringing a few of my friends here for a practice session."

"Do you want me to look and offer some suggestions or you are just asking me for my permission."

"It's up to you. If you want to join us you are most welcome. I have to catch up because I bunked a few classes and I am unable to catch up and I am always out of step with the rest of the class."

Alka had joined the dance class because she was slightly overweight and required some kind of exercise. She had dropped out of the aerobic classes because she found it boring and strenuous. Sunil, her brother, had suggested that she join dance classes.

Alka was a plump girl with breasts that were larger than what is normal for a 19 year old girl. She was very fair and beautiful with fleshy reddish lips and round face. She had round ass and plump thighs which showed when she wore skirts that came to above her knees. Anyone would look at her a second time if she walked on the road. Rekha was always teasing her about her not telling her about her boyfriends.

"But the fact is that I don't have any boyfriends."

"I don't believe that."

"I have a few very close friends. I have told you about them. They are not what you can call as a boy friend."

"I am not able to believe that you don't have an admirer."

"I have many admirers. They are all the time trying to do something. I don't encourage them."

"What are they trying to do?"

"You know like kissing or grab your boobs or get your hand on their crotch."

"Are you scared?"

"It's not being scared. I don't feel like having a relationship now. I am too young and I have some more time. But tell me Bhabhi when did you have a boy friend?"

"You are not supposed to ask me such questions. Even if I had one, do you expect me to tell you?"

"Come on. I won't tell my Bhaiya. You are not a dumb girl who I think would have missed having a boy friend. Even if you did not want to I am sure you would have had no choice."

"I am not going to talk such things with you. Now go and study."

"Okay but sometime you will have to tell me about when you started having a boy friend"

"We will see."

"That means you will tell me when you started having a boyfriend?"

"I didn't say that."

The next day Alka came home and called from down stairs that she would wait for some time because her dance classmates hadn't yet turned up. She wanted to wait and bring them up.

After fifteen minutes the bell rang. When Rekha opened the door she found Alka with two boys.

"Bhabhi meet Chintu and Motu." she introduced the two guys.

"Don't call me Motu. You are the plump one." the plump one said. "I am also calling you Motu."

Rekha went in followed by the three of them. Alka gave a yelp as she walked in.

"Don't keep doing that. You have been doing that all the time since yesterday. That's why I didn't want to call you home."

Rekha smiled at them as they argued. "I thought you would bring your friends who are girls. That’s why I didn't change. Let me change and come."

"No Bhabhi its okay. If you go away, these two guys will start misbehaving with me."

"They won't. Anyway let me get something for you all." Rekha went to the kitchen to get something for them to drink. It was hot outside. As she went inside she heard them whisper.

"Are you sure she won't push us outside if you tell her that we will misbehave."

"No she is a sweet heart. She will understand. But you behave yourself Motu."

"Don't call me that in front of her. I feel embarrassed."

The other guy said, "Had we known that you have such a sexy Bhabhi we would have come much earlier. Her boobs are even bigger than yours."

"Stupid, she is 22 and married. And stop staring at her boobs will you?"

"How would she know and what harm is there if we look at her boobs. She is your Bhaiya's wife, not your wife. Stop acting possessive."

"Ok Ok. You stare at her boobs as much as you like. Why will it bother me?"

Rekha called Alka and asked her to take the tray as she came in she asked her, "Alka are you sure that your Bhaiya will like the idea of you bringing the two guys here?"

"I don't know Bhabhi. You tell him if it's okay. You are here anyway. So does it matter?"

"Okay. I feel odd being here with them. I will be in the bedroom. Call me if you want anything." she said as she went to the bedroom.

She closed the door behind her. She had a vague idea that they were not all that innocent as they appeared. She went to the book shelf beside the door. The cable guy had made a small opening for the cable to pass the wire that was connected through the hole. Only Rekha knew that the hole was there. She looked through hole. The three of them were still talking. There was nothing suspicious about them. She was at the same time disappointed and also bored. She came out and took a bottle of water.

"What are you guys doing?" she asked them.

"We are looking for the CD which is appropriate. You can stay here if you want."

Then Chintu whispered her something.

"What is he saying?" Rekha asked Alka.

"It's a joke Bhabhi."

"Tell me."

"He says if you want he will teach you also. He is the best dancer in the class Bhabhi. That's why I made him come here."

"Thanks any way. You guys practice here. Let me take rest."

"Bhabhi, can we come here the next few days? Say, till I catch up with the rest of them?"

"I don't see why not?' But if you three behave yourself and teach her I will let you come here."

"I mean Bhabhi the dance master says that we should practice what he teaches us. Even after we catch up it will be a good idea if we practice daily."

"Daily?"

"If you think it won't be a good idea for them to come here daily, may be once in a while, when we feel like."

"I don't know."

"Please Bhabhi."

"You can. If it will make you sweat and do what we tried for so long."

"Can they come here daily?"

"It's okay as long as you don't try something funny."

"You will be here anyway all the time. What can we do with you around all the time?"

"That didn't stop him from pinching your behind did it?"

"That is nothing Bhabhi. You are acting like an old woman. Don't tell me you never got pinched in your behind when you were in college"

"I am not an old woman and I did not get pinched in my behind."

"Where did you get pinched Bhabhi? I don't believe that you did not get felt by someone all the years before you got married. Anyway I won't let these guys take advantage of me, unless I want them to." Alka winked at Rekha.

She came and hugged her saying, "You are really sweet Bhabhi."

Suddenly Rekha felt Alka's breasts press against her breasts. She had never felt that way before. The other two were watching them. Alka had gone and changed into a tee shirt. It hugged her body very tight. She normally wore such tight fitting outfits only at nights when the three of them were alone. The breasts seemed bigger than usual and the cleavage was also prominent. The sleeveless tee shirt showed a lot of her breasts from the side from the opening for the arms.

Rekha went inside the bedroom and closed the door behind her. Soon she heard the music. She could not resist looking again. She went to the hole. Alka and Chintu were standing and he was telling her something. She could not hear their conversation.

They started moving in tandem. Then slowly she put her hands on his shoulders. He pointed to the door. She said something which was inaudible. They danced for some time and then rested. He pulled her and made her dance again. She reluctantly started moving.

Later when the music stopped Rekha came out. They were seated.

"Is that all?" she asked.

"Enough for today. May be you are bored?"

"No not at all," Rekha said and added, "Let me see how you both dance."

Chintu looked foolishly at Alka. She put her hands out and grabbed him and pulled him up. Chintu and Alka started a slow dance. Initially they maintained some distance between them. But when they realized that Rekha did not mind and that she did not object at all they became bold.

"Actually the dance master said that we have to dance holding each other together. But we are embarrassed now."

"Why? You do it in class don't you?"

"Yes. But we can't hold each other very closely in the class."

"Why not?"

"Because the others are there watching."

"So why did the dance master say that you should hold the partner tight?"

"Actually he said that we should practice with our spouse. If we are single he said that we should do it with our girl friends or boyfriends."

"Who is your partner there usually?"

"Either of these guys. Who else is available there?"

"There are no girls also so we have to be content with this fat girl Bhabhi," said Motu.

"Okay so let us see how you both do it?" said Rekha.

"Let us put on a show for Bhabhi Chintu. Now don't be distracted by Motu, silly guy."

"You don't mind if we hold each other tight Bhabhi?"

"No. Go ahead and do it the way your dance master said."

"Actually the master says we have to hold each other closely like a husband and wife. But even in class we are embarrassed so we just hold each other like it's a formality. That's why we wanted to do it here."

"You mean hold each other tightly?"

"Yes. But if you say no, then we won't."

"I don't know Alka. If your Bhaiya catches you he will kill you and also me."

"We are not doing something wrong Bhabhi. I am telling you what the master told us. I have not seen people dancing in real life. So I don't know. Besides, Bhaiya doesn't have to know that we held each other like a husband and wife. Actually he doesn't have to know anything at all, does he?"

"No, he doesn't have to know about anything that the two of you do. Okay now let me see you dance."

"Small correction Bhabhi. He doesn't have to know what the three of us do."

After a small gap she whispered, "Actually Bhaiya doesn't have to know what the four of us do."

"Why do you include me?" Rekha asked.

"There is no particular reason. What if you decide to take up the offer made by Chintu to teach you dancing?" Rekha kept silent.

"Bhabhi why don't you join us? All of us can have fun."

"I am respectably married and that too to your own brother."

"What does being respectably married got to do with having some fun and that too which your husband will never know?" Rekha could not help smiling.

"There is no hurry Bhabhi. Take your time."

Alka took Chintu's hands and put it around her shoulders, her own hands were around his torso. On second thoughts she pushed his hands down to her back. He slowly slid them down and let it settle on her butt.

"This is okay Bhabhi?"

"Are you telling me or asking me?"

"Asking you"

"I guess its okay."

They started moving slowly winding around the hall. Rekha decided to let them get used to themselves.

"I think you should practice more. Let me rest. I think you are embarrassed by me being here. Should I move away now?" Rekha asked.

"No Bhabhi. It will take time to get used to the idea of you being here. You have to please give us some time. Please stay here."

"You mean that my being here makes it difficult for you to hold each other even closer?"

"Yes."

"Show me how close you both were holding each other when I was inside."

"You will get angry if we show you how close we danced."

"I won't. Not for telling the truth."

She knew that they had not held each other tightly but she could not tell them that she had spied on them.

"Actually we danced like this," Alka said holding Chintu very tightly.

"Come on Chintu hold me like you held me when she was inside," she winked at him. "Bhabhi has given her word that she won't scold us."

They hugged each other like two lovers in a Hindi movie.

"How can you move if you hold each other so tightly?"

"I don't know. I told you the truth." Alka looked at Rekha for any signs of disapproval of their actions. She found none.

"That is good. Bhabhi doesn't mind," she thought.

"Don't let it bother you. I don't mind it personally. What I was worried was about your brother. I don't mind if you hold each other like your master told you."

"You mean you don't mind if we hold even closer, say like I was his wife, as our master told us?"

"No. But I don't think that is possible if your intention is dancing."

Encouraged by her Chintu and Alka moved closer. Their bodies were pressed together. Rekha could see Alka's breasts being crushed against Chintu's chest. Alka's nipples became hard and distended by the pressure exerted by Chintu's chest. Rekha could see the nipples poking through the top when he released the hold. She must obviously be feeling his cock. It was impossible not to feel it. Alka's breasts were flattened against his chest and they spilled out through the opening for the neck and mainly in the sides for the opening for the arms.

Rekha could also see a dark patch in Alka's armpit where a small stubble had sprouted.

"Bhabhi tell us if you don't like the way we dance or we do something we should not be doing."

Rekha sat there watching them. She realized that she was getting wet between her thighs. It was like seeing a soft core movie. By now Chintu had become used to Rekha and he was joking with her.

His hands slipped to her ass and he was pressing it but not squeezing it.

When the CD had stopped, Chintu went to play another CD.

Alka came and asked Rekha almost whispering, "Should I tell him to slow down if you want? I think he just got carried away."

"No its okay. How many times should I tell you? I was only scared about your Bhaiya."

"Bhaiya won't know if no one tells him. Will he?"

"No."

Chintu came back and held his hands out. Alka joined him.

This time they danced less and hugged more for some time they just stopped dancing and hugged.

"Let us catch our breath for some time," Alka announced.

Later that day, they danced less and caught their breath more hugging.

As they were hugging, Alka looked at Rekha. Rekha merely looked back. As their gaze locked, Alka's hands roamed all over his back and she tightened her grip. She dropped her hands to his ass and pressed his crotch forward and met it with her own. All the while she kept looking at Rekha. By now it was obvious that dancing was just an excuse.

They kept doing it more. By now Chintu had become used to Rekha's presence. He became bolder and hugged Alka even tighter. If Rekha had wanted to object, she should have done it much earlier. They were no longer even moving. They just stood there and hugged each other. Slowly Chintu started thrusting his crotch at Alka. She seemed shocked at the sudden pressure at her crotch. She tried to pull herself back. But Chintu held on to her and put both his palms on her ass and prevented her from moving back. Rekha could not hear them talking. But she was sure they were.

"Tell us when you are bored Bhabhi," Alka told Rekha.

"I will tell you."

Rekha's voice sounded to her as if it belonged to someone else. Alka pulled Chintu along and came close to where Rekha was sitting. They were just three feet from her.

"Don't tell me you dance like this in class Alka."

"No."

Alka could hardly manage to speak coherently. Her voice was more like a whisper.

"And you want to do this every day? I mean practice dancing like this every day?"

"If you let us practice hee. Where else can we go?" Alka said getting bolder and certain that her sister in law would not say no as she answered she paused holding her partner even tightly. Her boobs spilled out through the rather large opening for the arm as their bodies were crushed against each other.

"Please Bhabhi, let us do it na? Who else can we ask?" Alka pleaded.

"You want to practice like this every day and that too with both of them ?"

"If you take pity on us and let us."

"Yes."

"I told you that my Bhabhi is a sweetheart."

"But you didn't tell us that she was even sexier than you." Chintu said almost in a whisper.

"What did you tell about me now?" Rekha asked raising her voice but with a smile on her lips.

"I just told her that her Bhabhi looks every inch ugly and undesirable."

"He lied Bhabhi. That is not what he said. He said............"

Before she could complete the sentence he put his lips on hers and sealed her. She tried to pull away and made some noise.

"It's okay. I heard what he said. Now don't make a scene and attract attention. You please keep quiet." Rekha put her fingers to her lips and whispered.

"We won't make any noise," Alka whispered back as she hugged him.

"Isn't he a cutie Bhabhi?" Alka whispered to Rekha as she rubbed her boobs on his chest.

Chintu whispered something in her ears. She gave an emphatic no.

"What did he ask you?"

"He wants to get rid of my tee shirt. Says its rough."

Rekha was now scared. Things were getting out of control.

She knew that Alka did not want to have sex all the way. She wanted to technically remain a virgin till her marriage.

Thereafter she would take many lovers she had told Rekha once. She wanted to know why Rekha did not want to take someone.

Is it possible that they had agreed that they would somehow drag her into participating and join them? She could not say.

It was getting late and he had to go now. She pointed to the wall clock.

"No. I don't feel like going yet," Chintu gave out a cry but in a whisper.

"If your Bhaiya catches us that will be the end of everything."

Alka pushed him away. He reluctantly walked away. They left after some time. As they left both of them hugged Alka. They wished Rekha bye and left.

The two women did not talk about the practice at all after the boys had left. Later when it was time for Deepak to come she raised the topic with Alka.

"It's better if you don't mention that they were here for dance practice. Your brother may agree or disagree. If he says no then we can't let them come here. If he comes to know I will tell him that they are helping you with studies."

"Okay Bhabhi. You know my brother well."

"Alka tell me something frankly. I won't mind it. Is there something between you and Chintu?"

"No Bhabhi. I told you. But the truth is that I like him and he likes me. It's not as if we are ever going to be boy friend and girl friend. He has a steady girl friend."

"Then in that case you are taking a big risk."

"There is no risk at all. I dance with him and also Motu. So I don't dance only with Chintu."

"Do you also dance with the other guy like how you did today?"

"Even with him I have never danced like I did now. On a few occasions he tried to do what he did today. When I did not object he did it more often. We have never talked about it till now. It was understood when he suggested that we ask you that we will carry forward what we tried in the class."

They remained silent and then Alka asked, "Don't you find them both attractive?"

"I don't know."

"You either find them attractive or don't find them attractive."

"I find them attractive. They are like kids."

"If you had met them in college before marriage would you have approved them as your boy friend?"

She said, "May be."

"Yes or no?"

"Yes," Rekha said and they both laughed.

"You are not yet frank with me," Alka told her.

"I am your Bhabhi. Your brother's wife and you are his sister. So it triggers a defence mechanism in me. I can't help it."

"Did you have many boyfriends Bhabhi?"

"What kind of question is that?"

The door bell rang and Rekha again reminded Alka about the coaching session and not dance sessions.

"Okay and thanks Bhabhi."

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Chapter 02

The next day the two guys arrived before Alka.

"Sit down. She will be here any moment."

"I know. Alka told me. She is on her way." Rekha had worn a sari well below the navel. Chintu noticed that. He made it a point of staring at her navel. Soon Motu also joined him in staring at the navel.

"Bhabhi if you wear modern dresses like the other girls, you would look like a college girl."

"What do you mean by that? Do I look like an old hag?" Rekha feigned anger in asking him.

"Sorry Bhabhi. What I meant was that you are concealing your body in those loose dresses. It's not fair to have a body like what you have and conceal it."

She felt very flattered. Though she knew she had a very sexy body, it was quite some time that someone had told her. Sunil was not always liberal in showering praises. As he talked, he kept looking at her blouse. She had won a sari that day and had not yet changed. She pretended not to have noticed him staring at her blouse.

"At least you are not wearing a salwar kameez. You look sexy in this sari." He looked at her navel. Then he added, "Your tummy looks flat like you go to gym every day."

She looked at her tummy. The sari was very low and the expanse of her midriff was smooth. Rekha had a deep navel the sari was some four or five fingers below the navel. Her pallu had moved away exposing one breast covered in a tight blouse. Her full breasts in the blouse pushed forward and spilled at the neck. The shape of her breasts showed in the blouse. They continued to chat for a long time.

All the time they kept staring at her blouse and navel. After some feeble attempts to cover her blouse, Rekha just gave up trying to cover herself and decided to let them look at her.

Alka arrived soon thereafter. They sat there for some time sipping coke. Today Alka danced with Motu. Chintu was telling them we to do some movements.

Alka asked her, "Bhabhi why don't you join us today?"

Instead of saying no she merely said, "You guys have been practising for some time. I am not even a day old here. I don't want to look clumsy. I don't want to make you laugh at me."

"I can teach you in a few days. In three days flat you will be as good as us. Please Bhabhi. You have a natural grace about you. Come on we won't laugh at you. There are some things in which you are more experienced."

"Such as?"

"I don't know. You tell us what you have been doing since may be 15 or 16."

"Nobody starts sex at that age stupid. It was much later." That was when she realized that she had volunteered the information. She sought to correct her folly. "I didn't have sex till I was married."

"We don't want to make you a liar. What I was about to tell you was that you will be a good dancer in a matter of few days. Then you both can dance with both of us. That way you won't get bored with just one person."

"Let me watch you for two days and if I like it I will tell you. Incidentally if yesterday what you did was all the dancing you learnt there I can do it sitting here."

"Let us see you do it with me Bhabhi." She gave Chintu a stern look and then burst out laughing.

"Of course you know what I mean don't you?" Chintu gave her a sheepish smile. But Alka insisted on her giving a reply.

"Will you join us or no?"

"Let me think."

"What is there to think?"

"Give me two days. I will stay here today. Do you mind? You can forget that I am here at all. Don't hold Alka like a baby when I am here and crush her as soon as I leave."

Of course that was a blatant lie. He did not hold her like a baby when she was there. He had even thrust his crotch at hers. She was indirectly telling him to do even more than the show they had put up for her rubbing their crotches.

"We have to practice some ballet movements I wish we had those dresses."

"What are those dresses?" Rekha asked.

"It's like a two piece swimming costume for women and a close fitting outfit for men like a second skin."

They were looking for excuses to do what they had done yesterday but without the nuisance of a dress.

"May be tomorrow I can wear my bra and panty and you can wear a shorts and vest, or even an undie and then we can dance," said Alka.

Rekha was scandalized by the thought of Alka dancing with a bra and panty. It was even more exciting imagining him in an undie. Would his hard-on show prominently? It would be good watching them hug dressed in such scanty dress. She was frustrated that they were doing nothing more than hugging.

Today she hoped that they would take over from where they had left yesterday.

"I think you are shy because I am here. Would you like me to go away?"

"No Bhabhi stay here. You don't still believe that he is shy because of your presence do you?"

Alka and Motu moved closer and hugged and moved aimlessly.

"Put your hands on her bum and you Alka put your arms around his neck."

Chintu was giving the directions. That was when she noticed that Motu was also handsome and not that plump to warrant being called Motu.

They did as told by Chintu.

"Here let me show you," he said as he moved close and put his hands on her ass and she put her arms around his neck. From the sides Rekha could see that her boobs were pressed flat against her chest. Starting with a mere hold on her bum he started moving his hands on them. It was erotic.

"Don't tell me you do that in the class Chintu," Rekha asked Chintu smiling.

"Of course not Bhabhi. It is our luck that you are kind enough to allow us to do all this. I am doing it because we are all alone here"

As he talked he put his hands on her bum and gave it a gentle squeeze. Not satisfied with a mere squeeze he caught both the cheeks of her ass in his palms and moved his palms all over her ass.

What kind of relationship they have, Rekha wondered. Yesterday she was with Chintu and now he was telling her to do the same with Motu.

They had left the TV on but kept it in mute. There was an item number in the TV. The girl kept shaking her boobs. The dancer's breasts jiggled beneath the tee shirt. They stopped dancing and looked at the TV still holding on to each other. Motu turned the volume on. After the song Alka announced she had the CD.

"You should try that song," Chintu told her.

Alka put on the CD. She tried to dance. But her breasts did not jiggle enough even though she tried to shake them because she was wearing a bra.

"You should get rid of your bra," Chintu suggested.

Alka looked at Rekha who maintained a studied silence. Alka knew that it was the approval. She disappeared inside the bedroom and came back shortly.

"Now don't tell me to take off the top. I am not wearing my bra."

"Let's see if the breasts jiggle," Chintu told her.

Alka looked at Rekha who still remained silent. Alka raised herself on her toes and landed on her heel. The breasts jiggled inside. The top was not tight and was not of a body hugging type though it was tight. Her nipples protruded through the thin fabric of the tee shirt. All eyes in the room were now on her braless breasts with nipple peaks. The vest had a low neck and wide openings for the arms. Some of the flesh spilled out trough the neck and also through the opening for the arms.

They played the song and Alka started dancing. She was a good dancer and way better than what Rekha had imagined.

"Shake your boobs," Chintu kept telling her.

She lifted her arms up and shook her torso.

"Bend down more," Chintu suggested.

She bent low and shook her breasts in rhythm. Her boobs shook and jiggled.

She stopped and asked Chintu, "Is it okay?"

"Yes."

She bent low and brought her shoulders close so that the breasts showed all the way as possible. The way she bent down, the breasts hung free pulled by their weight and jiggled freely.

"Is it sexy?"

"What? Your dancing or the way the boobs jiggle?"

"Both."

"Yes."

"You are just telling me to make me happy"

"No. I have a hard-on and I bet so does Motu." Motu also agreed.

"You both always walk around with a hard-on." Rekha could not help laughing out aloud.

"That's true Bhabhi. Don't know if all guys have such habits."

"We can't help it. It does not ask our permission before it gets hard."

"Tell me Bhabhi. Did your friends way back always have their dicks up as these desperate guys have theirs?"

"If Bhabhi had danced the way you danced then they would have had a hard-on."

"Leave me out of this discussion."

"That's not fair at all Bhabhi. You don't trust us though we trust you so much."

"Come on now. Let us dance for some time and then sit down and ask Bhabhi if her boyfriends always had a hardon when they were alone with her," Chintu winked at Rekha.

"Leave me and my boyfriends out of this stupid discussion."

"How many were there?"

"How many of what?" Rekha asked puzzled.

"You said now to leave you and your boyfriends out of this discussion. So my question was how many of those lucky guys were your boyfriends."

Rekha threw a magazine at him. His reflexes were quick.

He caught it.

They danced for some time. Now that she had removed her bra, the breasts seemed to behave differently. The cup of the bra, no longer confining the breasts, they seemed to have suddenly melted and become more fluid. Chintu was no longer pressing her ass. Instead, he was moving his torso against hers so that the breasts, free of the bra played on his chest. His arms wound around her body like creepers and tried to feel the opening for the arms around the body. He repeatedly became free and made contact again with her breasts.

"That's a nice tee shirt you have," he said as he pulled away from her.

"Do you like it?" she asked as she looked down at her front. Her breasts seemed to have become bigger in size and the twin nipples poked through the front like two finger tips.

"Here let me feel the cloth," he said and without waiting for her answer, he inserted his four fingers of his right hand in the front and pulled the tee shirt out and away from her. Rekha knew that if he looked down as he kept the tee shirt forward; he could look down at her bare breasts.

"Is it nice?" she asked Chintu who kept gazing at her breasts pretending to look at the tee shirt.

"Yes. Very nice," he said. Then added, "Let me feel the fabric."

He put his four fingers in and then ran his thumb against the index finger. Rekha saw him push the back of his four fingers which were inside on her breasts. Rekha was unsure but almost certain that Chintu had manoeuvred to clasp her nipples between his two fingers. He knew that Rekha knew that he knew what was happening between them. This was the boldest thing he had done till now. It was a long way from a harmless hug with which they had started the dance practice only yesterday.

Now he was tweaking her nipples and feeling her bare breasts with the back of his palm on the pretext of feeling the fabric. Rekha had to take a split second decision whether she should allow them to proceed or say no. If she did not object, then they would know that they could try more. Rekha kept silent and kept looking at them intently. Alka and Rekha locked their gazes. Rekha shifted her gaze from Alka's eyes to her breasts.

It was embarrassing for them to remain silent any longer.

Rekha decided to give her consent. But instead of merely giving her consent she walked to the door. She put her finger to her lips and made a "Shhhh" sound indicating them to remain silent. She opened the front door slowly and peeped outside. She put her head out and looked in both the directions. She pulled the door shut softly and latched it again.

"I wanted to make sure that there is no one lurking outside," she said as she walked to the sofa.

Chintu and Alka had remained standing all the time with his fingers inside the front of her tee shirt.

"There's no one there?" asked Alka.

"No. I wanted to make sure that there s no one." The single seater was hardly two feet from the spot where they were standing. Rekha resumed watching them.

Emboldened by her implicit consent, Chintu whispered to her, "You don't want the tee shirt to tear do you?"

"No," Alka whispered back as if in a trance.

"Then come closer," Chintu pulled her.

She moved a step closer. He pulled the tee shirt forward.

"Do you think it will tear Bhabhi?" Alka asked Rekha.

"No I don't think it will tear just by being pulled," Rekha whispered.

They all knew what the real translation of the word spoken by them just now. Rekha had given her permission for Chintu looking at Alka's breasts and may be even feeling them. Even in her wild days she had never done anything like letting a guy fondle her breasts in the vicinity of two others who were watching the action. She was getting wet and she faintly felt the cunt oozing wetness. He continued to push his hands around inside and she stood there. The three of them were whispering to each other as if it was a crowded place where they could be overheard. Chintu whispered something to her. Rekha was quick with her reprimand.

"How many times do I have to tell you that there should be no more secrets among us?"

"It's not really a secret Bhabhi. He wants to know if there is somebody expected at this time."

"No. Not really unless it is somebody unexpected who you cannot predict."

Chintu pulled his hand away. Rekha was quiet disappointed. But he had other plans in mind. As mentioned earlier, the tee shirt was a sleeveless one. He put his right hand in through the opening for the arm and pulled the tee shirt out forward. He pulled it forward exposing the side of her breast right up to her nipples. Alka shrank back saying no because unlike earlier now her breast was on display. Earlier when he pulled her tee shirt out only he could see her breasts.

He would not take a no for an answer.

"Bhabhi said its okay, didn't you Bhabhi?"

"What?" Rekha asked him absent mindedly hoping that they would resume their show.

"You said it won't tear if I pull it. Alka is afraid that it may tear and says no. Tell her it won't tear Bhabhi."

"It won't tear Alka," Rekha said almost whispering.

Alka released Chintu's hand which she had kept pressed to her left breast. Chintu slowly pulled the tee shirt forward and while doing so he pulled it to the center of her chest exposing her left breast.

That was the first time Rekha was looking at Alka's breast. It stood proudly up as if a very large orange had been cut into two and stuck to her torso. It seemed to defy gravity. It was peaked by a nipple which stood out like the tip of the little finger. It was surrounded by a light brown circle which was nearly honey colored. For a brief moment Rekha caught sight of the bare breast and it was over. Chintu kept pinching the fabric between his thumb and the index finger while at the same time managing to press her boob with the back of his palm.

"Why don't they stop pretending to be feeling the tee shirt," Rekha wondered.

His hand moved all over her boob, now and then stopping to feel her nipple. The breast changed shape as he pressed his palm over it. Rekha could feel the hand over her breast. Her nipple stiffened and she could feel her cunt getting moist. He shifted his hand to the other breast and repeated the manoeuvre all over again. Alka just stood there letting him explore the breast. Motu who was sitting in a sofa was lost to the world. He did not even wink as if he was afraid of losing even a fraction of the drama.

Chintu spun her around so that her ass was in front of his crotch and put his hand inside her tee shirt through the arm opening. His crotch was against her ass. He kept nudging her ass while his hands were busy inside the tee shirt. He was kneading her breast inside the tee shirt. His movement became frantic as if he was fucking her ass. All the time his hands were busy on her breasts. Both her breasts were being mauled and squeezed as if he was kneading dough or squeezing out the juice from an orange. It was getting exciting.

Rekha suddenly remembered the time. It was very late and her husband would be on the way.

"You have to leave immediately Chintu," she seemed genuinely sorry for him. "It is time for them to leave now. I don't want your Bhaiya to come a bit early and catch us with his hand inside your tee shirt and you bra less. He won't believe if you tell him that he is examining your tee shirt."

"We have some time Bhabhi," pleaded Alka.

"No we don't and that is final. What if the traffic is not heavy and he comes here some time earlier. Anyway this is not your last day. Come here tomorrow and admire her tee shirt as much as possible."

Motu coughed attracting attention. Then Chintu asked Motu if he wanted to dance.

Motu and Alka hung around hugging.

"You are very unfair to Motu. You always dance with Chintu."

"That's why I asked you to join us. That way we can take care of both of them and their needs." Hesitatingly she added, "And also ours."

Motu got bolder today and he hugged her. Chintu begged Alka to give him another five minutes and pulled Alka for another round of dance. As he was leading her he whispered something in her ears.

"That's not allowed. There are no secrets between us anymore," Rekha said.

"What if what we say makes you angry?"

"Have I got angry with any of you?"

"He told me that he is very horny today and I asked him if his girlfriend refused to blow him."

"Now that you mention it, I am also curious. Did she?" asked Rekha.

"You have to tell us now. Even Bhabhi wants to know if your girlfriend sucked you off."

"Don't make it sound so crude."

"He doesn't mind. And his girlfriend is a great blower, or so he tells me."

"Good boys don't get their girlfriends to do something and tell everyone."

"He refused to tell me. But I persuaded him to tell me. Anyway she tells her friend who tells me."

"Chintu tell me. Did she?" asked Rekha.

"Did she what?" asked Chintu as if he did not understand.

"Did she blow you?"

"Blow what?"

Rekha walked to him and hit his head playfully.

"You know what I mean."

"No. I don't. Come on Bhabhi don't tell me you are shy to mention it."'

"I am not shy but I don't want to corrupt you kids."

"Then how corrupted you were when you did what you did with your boyfriends."

"I never admitted that I did."

"As if you didn't do anything in school and college."

"Technically I never did much when I was in school."

"Why are you qualifying it as technically?"

"I will elaborate that later sometime."

"Okay not in school but in college." Rekha kept quiet this time. Technically she had not had sex when she was in school. The kissing and hand jobs could not be seriously taken as sex. Then there had been two boys who would shag as she showed her budding boobs. It was then that she realized the power she had over men.

"What thoughts are you lost in Bhabhi?"

She could not help blushing as she faced the three of them. Alka was trustworthy. If she had merely wanted to dig into her past she would not have done whatever she did yesterday and today. She could take the risks. She gathered her courage. There was no need for her to take any initiatives. It was adequate if she led them to open up more and more. She could make it look like they had seduced her into having given her consent if that happened. It was ages since she had discussed with anyone about getting his cock sucked.

"You are diverting the conversation. Did your girlfriend give you a blow job or not?"

"Last week. We hardly get a chance to be alone."

"Where?"

"In my garage. We have a closed garage. But it does not have windows. So it is very hot. We just go there finish and come out."

"What about her? Does she not want to get something done in return?"

"Sometimes yes. She is shy. Unlike me she can go on and on when I go down on her."

"Bhabhi, is oral sex technically sex? What I mean is, does a girl lose her virginity if she gets oral sex?"

"No."

Rekha knew about Alka's fixation about her desire to remain a virgin till marriage.

That night Alka showed Rekha some books which she said they had given.

"You are too young to see them."

"Bhabhi don't tell me that you didn't see such books before marriage."

"I must confess that I did."

"Who gave them Bhabhi?"

"You are very inquisitive these days."

"Batao na please, Bhabhi."

"How would you know if I told you so and so gave it?"

"I don't want names. Was he your classmate?"

"Some were and some were close friends." The first time she had confessed to having male friends who were close.

"How old were you when you saw such books Bhabhi?"

"You will be surprised. I was fifteen."

"And how old was your friend?"

"Same age."

"Was he your classmate?"

"Neighbour."

"You saw them together?"

"I was afraid. I did not want to see it thereafter but he persuaded me."

"Bhabhi you won't get angry if I tell you something they told me?"

"I won't get angry."

"It's really crude."

"It can't be worse than let's say their wanting to have sex with me. Is it worse than that?"

"I don't know."

"Okay tell me."

"I teased them about getting sexually aroused and shagging."

"You discuss such things with them?"

"Come on we even discuss it in the class openly before the lecturer comes. It's different these days."

"Go on."

"We discussed it when we were having ice cream. They confessed that they do it nearly every day. So I asked them what they fantasized when they do it."

Rekha was listening.

"They both said that they fantasize about you more than they did anyone these days."

"Badmash log."

"Seriously Bhabhi. I hope you are not angry."

"Even if I said no they will do it anyway. We can't help it."

"Bhabhi even I started touching myself. I am addicted to it. I fantasize about many people. You are lucky you can do it every day. Sometimes I am jealous of you."

"You will also do it someday."

They looked at the books.

"Do you do it every day?"

"I stopped touching myself a long time ago."

"I am not that stupid Bhabhi. I know that. What I meant was if you and Bhaiya do it every day?"

"You really are the limit Alka."

"Yes or no."

"If you must know the truth, then I must tell you that your Bhaiya is not as horny as you are. Not even a fraction of the horniness you show."

"It really must be very frustrating then."

"Sometimes it is very."

"Very frustrating or very horny?"

"Both."

They both burst out laughing.

When they come the next day, she knew that she would feel strange looking at them knowing that they felt that way about her. Do they really fantasize minute details of their fucking, she wondered.

Alka asked her, "Bhabhi you don't fantasize about them do you?"

"Why should I fantasize about that when I do it really?"

"You can imagine that you are with them when you are doing it."

"You mean I should let your brother do it and imagine that it is Chintu and Motu doing me?"

"It's only a fantasy Bhabhi."

"It's not fair."

"It is only in your mind. You are not letting them do it."

Rekha did not reply. She realized that she was pushing her to them.

"I want to someday watch someone doing it. It should be very exciting to be near two people who are doing it. Have you seen people doing it?"

After some silence she said, "Yes."

"Have people seen you fucking from close by?"

"Now you are getting vulgar."

They were more open these days. The curtain was no longer there between them.

That night she was very wild and pretended that she was getting fucked by Chintu. She came very intensely. The next day Alka asked her before they had come, if she wanted Chintu to teach her some basic movements. She did not reply.

The silence was a yes.

"Of course you can always stop if you don't like it. And poor guy I hope he doesn't bunk classes tomorrow."

"Why would he?"

"I am sure he will masturbate twice or even thrice today if you let him hold you."

"You are too much," Rekha told Alka. She was blushing and could not hide it.

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Chapter 03

The next day only Chintu came. Motu he said that he was unwell. The two of them were sitting on the sofa. Rekha was in the bedroom and was now and then checking on them. They were just sitting and talking among themselves. The two of them were sitting in separate chairs. Chintu tapped at the hand rest and said something. Alka got up and walked to the chair and sat on the armrest.

Chintu pulled his tee shirt up and took a book out. She tried to grab it but he didn't let go of the book. They moved to the double seater sofa and sat down. He opened the book and they were looking at the book intently. Now and then he closed the book and told her something. Rekha knew by then that it was a picture porno book. The air would soon change and get electric. Alka had mentioned the previous day that he had promised to bring some books soon.

Rekha had just said, "Oh."

She gave them a lead of around ten minutes and decided to make her presence be known. Suddenly Chintu tried to grab Alka. She resisted that but they were both in a playful mood. She sat down after some time. But now he pointed to his crotch and said something. Alka looked at the bedroom door.

He continued to show his crotch. They were both laughing. It was a puzzle to Rekha why they did nothing more even after what had happened yesterday. He pulled her hand and tried to place it on his crotch. Then Chintu started squeezing his cock over the jeans. Now he was beyond caring.

He continued to squeeze his cock. They were silent and had stopped talking. She looked at his crotch in an attentive manner. She sat down next to him. He put one hand over her shoulder and gave the book to her. He was obviously telling her to show the pics while he kept squeezing himself. She did as told. He pulled her close and continued to play with himself. Soon they would be doing more. But Rekha wanted to be there. She had a funny strange idea. Would he volunteer to teach her some steps that day? She shuddered at the thought of being held tight by Chintu and feeling his crotch against hers.

What if they did not bring up the topic of teaching her? She removed the blouse and undid her bra. Then she put the blouse back on her and looked at the mirror. The blouse was cut low and was tight. It accentuated the shape of her breasts. The absence of the bra made the breasts sag a little by the weight of the breasts. Her breasts were a little much bigger than average. The cleavage was deep and the valley prominent. She could see her nipples through the thin fabric of her blouse. The nipples poked out. She pulled her pallu over her blouse.

She made loud noise and opened the latch. They both moved a little apart. The book had gone on the coffee table and they just sat talking. Rekha walked inside and gave them a strange look. They both became uncomfortable under her gaze.

"What are you both doing? I thought that you wanted to practice dancing. I was bored and came to watch you do it."

"No we were just talking and wondering if we should call you now to come and join us," Alka lied.

Rekha sat down not to them in a sofa and had to fight her letting her gaze drift to his crotch. That would be very brazen and they might even suspect that she was looking at them. "Let me watch you now," she said and waited for them to get up.

Chintu made a subtle signal to her pointing to the book that lay on the table. Alka just caught his hands and pulled.

Probably she was hoping that Rekha would not notice the book or she didn't care, she could not say. Alka put the music on. It was a slow number. Rekha noticed that Alka was wearing a tee shirt and skirt. The top was loose and came just below her breasts. The lower portions of her breasts would be bared if she raised her arms. But she was wearing a bra. The skirt was well below the navel. The intermittent area was bare and looked sexy. Rekha felt attracted to the body of her sister in law.

Chintu said, "Bhabhi why don't you let me teach you also to dance?"

"Why? Are you bored with Alka so soon?"

He gave a sheepish smile.

"She won't mind. Will you?"

"No. I asked her already so many times. She didn't say anything."

"You kids enjoy doing it. May be after sometime we will see about teaching me," she said. "Now stop talking and put on a show for me. Even Motu is not there. So you should not feel embarrassed today. Don't tell me that you are embarrassed by my presence."

"I don't think so. But I am not sure if you will let us do what we want."

"What do you want to do?"

"I didn't mean that way. What I meant was if it is okay to shed our inhibitions and let go."

"Why should it matter?" Rekha asked. Rekha bent down and took the book in her hands. They both stopped.

Then gathering courage Alka said, "It is that book I told you Bhabhi. I told Chintu that you would not say no if he brought me those kind of books. That's why he brought it."

Now there was nothing she could say. She was not planning to yell at them anyway. She opened the book and browsed through some pages. The pictures were of superb quality and depicted very explicit act of sex. She glanced at them. By now he had put his hands between the top and her skirt. As they moved his palms moved under the top. Though it was not really something vulgar it looked erotic enough. The show had begun.

He brought his palm down and ran it over her ass. He covered it for few seconds. May be for a minute, Rekha was not sure. Then he clasped her ass gently and gave it a squeeze. Alka hit his head gently.

He took his hands away from her ass and put it inside her top on her back. This time it went all the way in and lifted the top. Rekha could see the bra straps. Chintu kept playing with her straps and the hooks. They had moved very close of each other. Their groins were pressed close. Rekha knew that his cock would be hard now and poking at Alka's crotch. Chintu moved one of his palms back to the gap between the top and the skirt while keeping one of his palms on the bra hook. His fingers slowly moved below the elastic band of her skirt. It remained at the band and didn't move down.

Chintu took his own time. "I saw in many movies couple kissing as they dance," said Alka.

"It is a distraction. You can't concentrate on the foot if you kiss," said Rekha.

The entire conversation had a meaning of its own. Alka had asked Rekha's permission to kiss and she had given it.

"I have never done it Bhabhi. I don't know how to kiss."

"You mean you have never kissed a guy before?"

"I have but not really a proper kiss as they do it in the blue films."

"They also do a lot more in blue films. Don't tell me you want to do all that."

"I am just scared of doing it. I see no reason why I can't do it if I take all the precautions. I am sure you also did not wait for the marriage to have sex. You didn't get into any problems just because you did it before marriage."

Rekha did not respond to what Alka had just said.

"Bhabhi tell me what did you use. Pills or condom or both?"

"You are very inquisitive Alka. You never seem to be satisfied with answers. You are not supposed to ask me this stuff. I am your Bhabhi."

Rekha wanted to divert the discussion away from her past and said, "You can't join a class for teaching you to kiss. Your brother will have a heart attack."

"I know. He is such old fashioned. But then why should I join a class when I have my sweet Bhabhi?"

"Sweet and also sexy," added Chintu. "Why don't we trade knowledge with Bhabhi? She can teach us how to kiss and we will teach her how to dance," suggested Alka.

"You know what is wrong with you guys? You can't really concentrate at all. Now shut up and entertain me. Put on a show for me. I am getting bored."

"Mild show or hot show Bhabhi?" asked Alka.

"Hot," Rekha said after some hesitation.

As soon as she had uttered the words, she felt that she had given them too much encouragement.

"Okay," said Chintu and drew Alka close.

They had stopped moving much. They were very close and they swayed in the spot where they stood. Chintu put his palm under the bra straps now and rubbed her back.

"Don't snap my bra hook. It hurts here when you pull it," said Alka pointing out to her boobs.

The loose fitting top which anyway came only up to the bottom of her bra had moved up. He pulled the breast strap hard causing her bra to become tight. In doing so the cup tightened over the breasts and made them rise. He did that a few times watching in amusement as her breasts changed shape.

"That's what happens when you have such biggies and they keep growing and you don't change the bra to keep pace with them. That's what happens when you let every guy in the class feel them."

"Shut up. I never let them feel it."

"What about Amit?"

"He is not the whole class."

"Then what about Deepak?"

"You never told me about all of them. How many times have I asked you about your boyfriends? And all the time you told me you have none."

"Bhabhi I have never lied to you. I told you that many guys have tried to grab my breasts and wanted me to feel their crotch. These are the guys. I never have done anything more than let them feel my boobs and ass. Ask him."

"That is true Bhabhi. These guys told me that they have never done more. But the truth is that your boobs are big."

"Shut up. Mine are not really big." She whispered aloud so that Rekha could also hear, but intending to make it sound like she could not hear what was being spoken. "Just look at Bhabhi's they are what you could call big."

"They are so sexy and full. That's the kind of boobs any guy would like to grab," he whispered back but he made sure that Rekha could hear what he said.

They were slowly getting more and more brazen. Finding that Rekha did not object to what they were doing they became bolder. Moreover, she wanted to see some real action and not kid stuff, she had said.

He moved one hand down and felt Alka's ass again. This time he was not gentle. He kept taking each ass in his palm and kept squeezing it. They kept looking at Rekha as they danced or whatever they were doing. They were certain by now that Rekha was not going to reprimand them if they went further.

"Do you have to put the tongue inside the other person's mouth when you kiss Bhabhi?" asked Alka.

"It depends. If it is a passionate French kiss then it's the way it's done."

"Shall we try it now?" Alka asked Chintu.

"Yeah why not," said Chintu.

Rekha did not object. They kissed once. It was clumsy. Alka put her lips very Chintu's and she thrust her tongue inside his mouth. He also did the same. They both giggled.

She drew her mouth away and told him, "Let me put my tongue in and you suck it."

They would have stopped it had Rekha told them not to go ahead. But she showed no sign of stopping them. They kissed again. This time it was perfect. She thrust her tongue in and he grabbed it between his lips. All pretence of dancing was stopped now. They kissed passionately and kissed again now he thrust his body against hers. He was grinding his groin against hers as he kissed her.

"Are we doing it right Bhabhi?" Alka asked.

"I don't know. You have to judge for yourself."

"Come here Bhabhi," Alka showed a spot near them. As such Rekha was hardly a few feet from them. Now they wanted her to stand right next to them almost touching them.

"Come Bhabhi," Chintu also requested her.

She moved next to them. He pulled her close and now she was hardly a foot away from them.

"Tell us how to do it. We will try. And tell us to stop doing something if we do it wrong."

"Okay students," Rekha said and they all smiled. "Put your arms around Alka. In mid kiss, gently open your mouth and softly nudge the other person's mouth open using your tongue. Again, not too aggressively, move your tongue inside the other person's mouth and playfully touch her tongue."

"Shall I go on?" asked Rekha.

"Yes go on Bhabhi," said Chintu.

"Why don't you demonstrate once Bhabhi please?" asked Alka.

"How?" asked Rekha.

"You can use Chintu. He won't mind, will you Chintu?"

Rekha did not answer.

"Don't stop mid kiss. Continue doing it," Rekha told them. They continued kissing again. Alka swayed a bit, seductively. Her breasts rolled over his chest. Her pelvis undulated against his thigh while her mouth covered his. She kissed him again. Her tongue darted into his mouth probing and teasing. Rekha wondered If Alka had been kissing someone earlier. It was impossible for a first timer to kiss like an expert. His arms tightened around her. He returned her passionate kiss, his own tongue drilling into her mouth.

They were openly grinding each other like it was a dry fuck now. His hands were now on her ass which he pushed against his crotch. She did not have to be guided. She started pushing against him as they kissed. Their breathing became faster and they both were slightly groaning softly and were lost to their own pleasures. They had stopped getting embarrassed by Rekha's presence.

"Are we doing things correctly Bhabhi?"

"You are doing fine," whispered Rekha.

Chintu had now put his palm inside her waist band and was probably feeling her bare ass. Rekha could see that his hands were under her panties also. She could see Alka's ass crack and the big plum ass cheeks from so close by. He pressed his hand under the waistband of her skirt and slowly eased it down, moving into the moist slit between her curving ass cheeks.

She was thrusting wildly against his cock now. He was also doing the same. He put one hand under her top and slid it under her bra strap. He withdrew his lips and whispered something to her. Rekha guessed that he was asking her if he could unclasp her bra. She did not know if she should stop them. But the sight of the two of them doing all that was so erotic.

She concluded that there was no harm if he undid the bra. Alka kept saying no and shaking her head. She said something to him. That silenced him. He moved his palm over to her front and felt her breasts. She let out a sigh. Her body trembled as his hands moved over her tits. There was a look of lust in his face as he cupped the mounds under the tee shirt which had slid up totally by now.

He pushed the bra cups up and held the breast, with their erect nipples firmly against his palms. He pushed the tee shirt up and tucked it under the bra cup which he had earlier pushed up and exposed her two big globes of tit that jiggled and danced erotically. Already the two brown buttons of flesh topping each of her heavy breasts were stiff and erect with arousal.

The haloes surrounding those dark-brown buds were stretched and tight.

She kissed him long and hard. The stiff tips of her breasts dug into his chest, as though trying to drill small holes into his flesh. Her pelvis ground into his crotch, rubbing against the now rigid length of his cock.

"Now you should stop and sit down and really rest."

Rekha was smiling now. She was afraid that in the excitement he may end up cumming and that will put an end to the show.

She didn't want to tell them in detail. She was also hoping that she would remember her offer to let her learn dancing. They stopped and moved to the sofa. Alka pulled the bra down and then adjusted her top. Rekha was smiling broadly

"Sorry Bhabhi we got carried away." Alka said sheepishly.

"It's okay. I can understand how you feel," Rekha said winking at her.

Chintu had a big bulge in the front and he made no efforts to conceal it either. Rekha had let her pallu slip and put her cleavage on display. Chintu openly stared at her bra less blouse covered breasts. She did nothing to cover her breasts. So he started openly staring at her breasts. He guessed that she knew that he was staring at them. She did not seem to mind it at all.

"Bhabhi shall I ask you something?"

"Go ahead," she told Alka.

"Next week Bhaiya is out of station. Why don't we let the two of them spend the night here?"

"And do what?"

"Nothing. It will be fun. You can give the maid a day off. She has been asking you that for so many days."

"You mean you want both of them to stay here overnight?"

Alka and Chintu immediately guessed that she was open for the idea. She had not shot it down forth right.

"Please Bhabhi."

"We are getting more and more involved. It’s one thing to let you three have some harmless fun and what you are suggesting is totally different."

"They are trust worthy Bhabhi. And they won't do anything funny with me. You know you will be there."

"Let me think Alka. I am scared of that."

"Scared of what Bhabhi?"

"I don't know."

"Don't be scared. We won't do anything. We will all sleep here in the hall. You know I am scared of doing anything more than just fooling around. And anyway you will be there just next to us. How can we do anything with you next to us? You think for yourself."

"I was here just a foot away. That did not prevent you from doing what you both did just a few minutes ago."

"We hardly did anything. You know that. It's only now that we are getting used to your being here."

"If this is what you do when you are getting use to me, I shudder to think what you would do after you get used to me, and that too if they stay here over night. Let me think."

"Okay but in the meantime why don't you let Chintu teach you some steps. That way he will get close to you. He still has some inhibitions with you."

"Looking at the way he danced with you I think it’s better that he retains those inhibitions," Rekha smiled at him.

"He won't do that with you. He does with me because I let him do it. He didn't force it on me. Of course it's a different matter if you also let him do it."

"May be after some time. Let us sit for a while," said Rekha.

Chintu sat there staring at Rekha's breasts. The blouse was white and very thin and nearly transparent. Rekha had never worn it because she considered it too transparent even with a bra on. Here she was without even a bra. She looked at her breast through her peripheral vision. The colour of her skin was nearly visible. The nipples poked through the thin fabric. Even the haloes around the nipples could be seen very clearly.

Alka took some of the books which Chintu had taken out from his bag. She took a book and started browsing it. Chintu also joined her. Chintu put his arms around her and pulled her close.

They stopped at a page and she said, "I don't believe that a girl can do this. But if she does it I am sure she will enjoy it."

"Ask her," Chintu said looking at Rekha.

"Bhabhi come here na please."

Rekha got up and went near them. They made way for her and squeezed themselves towards the armrests and pointed out to the gap between them.

"You both sit together. I don't want to come between you both," Rekha said blushing.

"It's okay. We can afford to be separate for some time. Anyway Bhaiya will come late today. He has gone on inspection. We have some extra time today," said Alka. Rekha sat in the gap. It was a two seater sofa. With three people in it they had to squeeze against each other. Chintu's thigh was pressed against hers. She felt the warmth against her own thigh.

"Bhabhi you have not put on any weight since you got married. If I am correct, the only growth in the last one year has been your breasts. Other women at your age keep putting on weight from the day they get married. Your breasts on the other hand have grown sexier than when you came here."

Rekha felt happy to be praised that way by someone as sexy and beautiful as Alka. She guessed that the reference to her breasts was deliberate. When Alka mentioned about her breasts they both looked at her breasts. Rekha could not help blushing to have two people stare at her breasts from a distance of hardly a foot. She looked down at her breasts.

The pallu had moved aside displaying her left breast which incidentally was the side that Chintu sat. The colour of her breasts showed through. Even her nipple was not covered.

She was now afraid that Alka may uncover it fully. She was getting bolder by the minute. Though Rekha enjoyed the attention she was very conscious of the hardened nipple which showed through the fabric of the blouse.

"Even your tummy Bhabhi has remained flat. It's like you are going to the gym every day," she said and reached across and put her palm on her tummy covering the navel.

Rekha had worn her sari low that day when she removed the bra. It was at least the width of four or five fingers below the navel.

"Here Chintu feel it. It's flatter than your tummy. You boast that you do crunches every day."

Before Rekha could react Chintu had also put his palm on her belly. His little finger was in line with her sari and his thumb covered her navel.

"Amazing," said Chintu.

Rekha thought they would take the palm away. But they both kept it there. Without making it obvious Chintu moved is fingers slowly and it made Rekha shudder within her. His palm was six inches above her cunt, she thought. It was wet now. For a moment she wanted to stop pretending and just go ahead with whatever they had in mind. May be the next day they would go ahead and she can let them take command of the situation. She did not want to look like she was eager. She can make it appear like she was seduced into letting them do what they wanted. Alka was unwilling to let them fuck her. She had told her even yesterday that she wanted to remain a virgin till marriage.

"It is different for married people like you Bhabhi. Not only can you have sex every day but if you want to can do it with anyone and nobody will ever find out."

"I didn't get you."

"For example you can let Chintu have sex with you every time he comes here but Bhaiya would never know. Even if you let both Chintu and Motu do it to you, he would never find out. But if I have sex then my husband may suspect there is something wrong. That is what upsets me."

After some silence, Alka continued, "Once I am married, I am going to take as many lovers as possible. I won't be like you wasting all your time like you’re doing now."

Alka took her hand away from Rekha's tummy but Chintu continued to keep his palm there on her belly. He was feeling her flat tummy and letting his palm wander from just below her breasts to the sari. Chintu pretended as if it was the most natural thing for him to do.

Alka meanwhile took the book and opened a page at random there were three pictures in the two pages. One showed a girl taking a whole cock in her mouth. Her lips were on his balls and she apparently was not very comfortable doing it. The other picture showed her licking the underside of the knob of his cock the third one had the girl taking half the cock in her mouth and she was sucking it. Her cheeks were sucked in.

"Bhabhi can anyone take an entire thing in the mouth? Won't she get gagged?" Alka asked.

"It is difficult but not impossible," Rekha replied.

"Can you? Have you taken the whole thing in your mouth?"

Alka was insistent

"Now shut up Alka. You really are the limit."

Chintu turned the pages and showed a picture where a girl was licking the underside of a cock.

"That is the most sensitive part. It just makes a guy cum if the girl keeps licking this spot."

He pressed his hand in Rekha's tummy slowly. He had put his hand on her belly and let it wander around for the past few minutes. It would be silly to let him keep the palm there any longer. Rekha slowly took his palm and placed it on his thigh.

"Sorry," he said.

"No its okay but it’s uncomfortable after some time."

"Give her some time before you put it there again. She won't mind it, will you Bhabhi?"

"The next time I will remember to take my hands away after some time before I put it back again," he smiled.

Chintu moved closer and bent over the pics. Alka turned the pages. Chintu had put the hand which she had removed on her thigh. Initially it just lay there but after some time she felt his hand apply some pressure on her thigh. All the time he made it a point of staring at Rekha's breasts very brazenly. Each page in the book was sexier than the other. They just looked at the pictures silently, taking their own time for each page.

When it came to a guy performing cunnilingus Alka sucked air, gasped and sat up.

"I can feel it here," she looked at her crotch.

Chintu immediately looked at the junction of her thighs as if he could see the spot she had referred to.

"Not many men find doing it very nice," Rekha looked at Alka.

"Bhaiya?" Alka asked.

"He thinks it's dirty and repulsive."

"So you never had it after you got married?"

"No. With your bhaiya the question of this happening does not arise at all."

"Did you like it a lot when someone did it?"

"You ask a lot of uncomfortable questions."

"Okay. Did you like it a lot?"

"I am yet to come across a girl who didn't like it."

"Do you think it's dirty?" she asked looking at Chintu.

"No."

"Good. Remain that way. I will kill you if you ever tell me that you have changed your view on going down on girl's cunts," she said hitting his head.

"Do you have to sound so crude?" Rekha asked Alka.

"If you call a spade a spade then I must call a cunt a cunt only," Alka replied.

"A cunt by any name would smell and taste the same. What do you say Bhabhi?," Chintu asked her.

"You both have a very crude sense of humour," Rekha said.

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Chapter 04

"But I don't think it's a good idea if there is hair like what this girl has," he said. "You better remember that also," he hit Alka on the head.

There were too many things being said very subtly here Rekha thought.

"Bhabhi do you use a razor or hair remover?" Alka asked.

"Alka, will you shut up now? Do we have to discuss this with him being there?"

"Bhabhi, he is someone I trust."

"Trust is something else. If I didn't trust him, I'd never have let him in the first place. But do we have to discuss hair removers and razors with him around?"

"There is a reason why I am asking you this Bhabhi. The other day we were buying a razor set. Then one of the girls suggested, that I use a hair remover instead because over a period of time the hair would get very thick and become like a man's face. That really scares me. But the other girl frightened me even more."

"What did she say?"

"She said that if I am not careful about which hair remover I use, the skin here would become dark and leathery."

"Nonsense," laughed Rekha. "You must test the cream on a patch on your forearm before using it to see whether your skin reacts. Although safety razors provide a close shave the results are temporary. The hair grows usually within 2-3 days. For the pubic area, pull the skin tight with the fingers of your free hand so the surface is flat. Just because you shave frequently, the hair doesn't grow thick."

"I have seen a bottle of hair remover in your bathroom. So I guess you use it. Tell me Bhabhi does it happen like my friend told me?"

"Can't we discus it later?"

"Please Bhabhi."

"Okay the answer is no."

"When did you last use the hair remover Bhabhi?"

Rekha suddenly found that the discussion about removing hair which was obviously about the cunt hair was the most erotic thing she had done recently.

"Why do you want to know? If I answer it then you will go on and ask me God knows what next."

"When Bhabhi?"

"Three days ago."

"So it must still be very smooth there like she is here. What do you say Bhabhi? " Chintu asked her putting his hand on her sari line on the waist and feeling the smooth skin.

Immediately Alka and Chintu both looked at her crotch as if they could see Rekha's smooth cunt. Rekha found it very hot to be discussing about how smooth her cunt was with a guy sitting next to her.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. It is smooth. Is that enough?" asked Rekha in a mock exasperation.

"Is what Chintu said true Bhabhi?"

"What did he say?"

"Guys don't like it if there is hair when they do this?"

Alka showed the picture of a guy licking a girl's cunt.

"What do you think?” Rekha asked.

"I think it would be nice if it's smooth. But let me ask a direct question. Did any of your boyfriends refuse to do it because you had not removed the hair there," Alka pointed to Rekha's crotch.

"I am not answering these silly questions."

"Bhabhi you said sometime back that Bhaiya doesn't do this. So if someone has done it then it must have been one of your boyfriends."

"I am not answering that question."

Alka had by now kept one of her feet on the sofa. That made her skirt hike up and the thighs were bare till halfway. Her thighs were plump and sexy. Chintu kept looking at her thigh and Rekha's breast that was not covered by the pallu. The cleavage was now even deeper. She didn't know if it was because more blood had flown there.

Chintu said, "Bhabhi if you don't mind, your breasts are much sexier than this girl's."

He bent lower and looked at her breasts. She did not know how to respond. Her fear was that the wetness of the cunt may flow down and make the spot behind her also wet.

"You flatter me a lot Chintu since the morning you have not stopped doing that."

"True aunty. You are so sexy."

"Do I look like your aunt?" Rekha patted his head.

"Sorry Bhabhi that was a slip of the tongue. But, the fact is that your boobs are much sexier than this girl's."

"I think I have given you more freedom than what I should have given."

She looked at the wall clock. It was time for him to leave.

She wanted to give them some time together. She got up and announced that she would get some cokes. As soon as she got up they moved close and picked up another book. That had a girl with two guys. They just looked at each other. As Rekha went to the fridge and took three bottles Alka stood up to help her.

"You remain there. I don't need help." Alka sat down and took the book away from him and put it down on the table.

They started kissing. Chintu put his hands on her breasts and felt them.

When she tried to push it away he said, "Please."

She kept quite. Rekha took her own time and opened the bottles and kept them on the center table. She sat down in the sofa next to them. By now he had slid his hand inside her top.

"I don't believe that you have never done this before," Rekha said.

"I swear Bhabhi. She never let me even kiss her once before we started attending the dance classes." He went back to kissing her.

"Do you want me to leave you alone for some time? Anyway you have to go soon," she said looking at Chintu.

"Stay here Bhabhi please," he said.

They resumed their kissing. He had not taken his hand from under her top. Rekha could see the fingers moving inside in a squeezing motion. Alka put her hands on both his cheeks and pulled his face close and placed her lips on his.

"Give me your tongue," she said and opened her lips.

He thrust his tongue in and she grabbed it between her lips. She was now sucking his tongue. He responded by lifting his hips in excitement. His fingers were moving faster inside her top. He pulled her closer and hugged her. They remained locked in an embrace and kissing for some time. Rekha had lost her sense of time and was engrossed in the scene before her.

"You have to leave now."

Chintu got up and looked at the bulge in his pants. They both laughed. Rekha also joined them. As he was about to leave he put his bag down and hugged Alka. This time it was a wild affair. He put his hands on her ass and pressed her against his cock. Then he let her go and did something quite unexpected. He hugged Rekha. It was very brief. She didn't know how to respond.

When she didn't resist he put his arms tight around her and said, "Thanks for being so understanding Bhabhi."

Alka came to them and hugged Chintu from the other side.

"Let's make her a sandwich," she said and put her arms around him and also around Rekha.

She caught Rekha by her sides and pulled her even closer. Till then the contact was nominal only. But now he moved close.

Rekha felt his hardness between her legs. Her breasts were squashed flat against his chest. She felt Alka guiding his arms as they slid down and stop at the gap between her blouse and the sari. Rekha could feel herself getting wet even more. It was as if she had just peed in her panties.

"Let me go," she said without making any efforts to release herself from their grip.

They would have none of that. They just ignored her.

"Let's just move Bhabhi. You will get the feel of moving with him in no time."

Rekha was unsure. But when he started moving she did the same. It was clumsy at first. But the feeling was great. She tried to concentrate on the hardness which poked against her crotch. He took care not to frighten her by pushing it harder. But she could feel the tip pushing against her crotch. Her breasts were now very sensitive and she was sure that he could feel the hardness of her nipples on his chest.

"You should be going now." she said.

"I know. I don't want to."

Soon he was slowly increasing the pressure on her crotch. Alka aided him by pushing him against her. Either deliberately or without meaning to do it, she moved her hands between them and felt Chintu's chest. In doing so her hands touched Rekha's breasts. She was checking if they had made adequate contact with his chest.

She then whispered something to him. Rekha could hear her say, "Are they much bigger than mine?" The reference was obvious.

She whispered again, "She is not wearing a bra. Can you feel them?"

It was supposed to be a secret. She pretended not to have heard her. Suddenly she felt very embarrassed.

She pulled herself away and said, "Let’s see some other time."

"Tomorrow?" Chintu asked.

"May be."

"It is time for your Bhaiya to come. I am nervous about that."

"Oops," Alka said looking at the time. "You better run." she pushed Chintu away.

At the door he stopped and pulled Alka to him and begged her, "Please Alka one for the road." Alka kissed him.

"Not this one. I want them," he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Rekha went near them and tried to pull Alka away saying, "This will go on and on. I know." Chintu suddenly put his hands on Rekha's breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze and playfully said, "Bye Bhabhi."

Before Rekha could realize what he was doing he grabbed both her breasts and started squeezing them.

"Badmash," she said and hit his head and moved away. But she knew that having grabbed her breasts and not having met serious resistance, he would try that again and again.

"Bhabhi just give us five minutes and then I will go. Do we have the time?"

"Yes, and may be a little longer if you promise to go when I tell you to."

He raised his right hand and held like he was taking an oath.

"I swear that I will leave when told by my sexy Bhabhi."

"Go and sit on the sofa. Don't make a scene here and create a ruckus. Anyone can hear you from outside."

"Why don't you also sit with us?" Chintu asked her.

"Why? So that you can grab me like you did just now?" Rekha ruffled his hair.

"I won't grab them again for today, I promise only once again today but a little longer than the last time but not again today after that"

They all laughed and sat down. Rekha had not said no to his threat that he would grab her breasts again that day. And knowing that he had to go shortly, they knew that he would again be grabbing her boobs in the next five minutes.

"Should I leave you alone? The only problem with you is that you will never stop. You both are very horny today. I don't know what happened to you."

They were by now busy. They started kissing again. This time there was no clumsy gigging. It was very passionate kissing. Chintu hugged Alka as she again held his face in her palms. His hands were on her breasts. Then they sneaked inside the top. She made it easier for him to explore her breasts. Rekha sat next to them on the sofa and watched them. Chintu looked at her and smiled as he tried to push his hands inside the bra. Rekha smiled back then she pointed out to the clock. Chintu didn't take his mouth away from Alka.

He showed Rekha his five fingers and then again showed five indicating that he needed ten minutes. She said no by shaking her head sideways and showed five. She was smiling now. He briefly put both his hands forward and pretended to be squeezing Rekha's breasts. Rekha was openly flirting with him. She shook her head as if to say no.

"I won't allow you to do that," she whispered.

He did not reply. He took Alka's hand and put it on his cock. She responded by squeezing the bulge. He pushed the top she was wearing over her breasts and exposed the bra. He pushed the bra cup up and her left breast came into view. Her nipple was already hard. He bent down and took her left nipple in his mouth. He again looked at Rekha and pointed out to the space in the sofa and indicated to her to come and join them. Rekha again shook her head.

He took his mouth away from Alka's nipple and said, "I won't do anything Bhabhi. Just come and sit here. I want to look at you as I do this," he said looking brazenly at her blouse covered breast.

Rekha sat next to him. He put his mouth back on Alka's nipple and started sucking it. Alka was busy fondling his cock. They were no longer pretending. It was like a soft core movie being enacted by them for Rekha's benefit. Chintu looked at Rekha's breasts covered by the thin white blouse as he fondled Alka's right breasts and sucked the other. He kept looking alternatively at Rekha's breasts and her face as he fondled one of Alka's breasts and sucked the other nipple.

Alka put one hand on his head and pulled his head closer and was also busy squeezing his cock.

"Shall I bite it?" he asked Rekha taking Alka's nipple between his teeth.

"It hurts when you bite it," Rekha said looking down at her own breasts.

Rekha's nipples were now prominently poking out through the thin blouse. Chintu lunged forward playfully and pretended to bite Rekha's nipple. Rekha pretended to duck below and avoid him and put her palm covering both her breasts and gently pressed them. He saw the breasts change their shape under the pressure of her palms. Chintu smiled back at her and went back to sucking Alka's nipple.

Rekha wondered how big his cock was. From the bulge it looked really big and compared favourably with some of the biggest cocks she had fucked. Chintu let go of her nipple and pulled Alka's head down to his cock. She put her lips on the bulge and pressed her face down on it. She tried to bite the bulge but it was really big and all that she could get was a bit of the bulge.

"You really have to go now Chintu. It’s time for her brother to come home. We don't want to spoil everything, do we?"

They got up. But Alka did not pull her top over the bare breasts. Her face was flustered and nearly red and her lips were blue. She continued to hold his cock as they talked as if she did not want to let go of it.

"You better be going Chintu," said Rekha pushing Chintu out towards the door.

It was odd to see Alka to stand around like that with her boobs exposed as if it was a normal thing to do. Rekha was not sure when the other breast had been bared. Chintu came near Rekha who pretended to be scared of him. She knew that there was some more time before Chintu really had to go.

"Don't come near me," she whispered to him. There was no seriousness or conviction in her voice.

"I want to say bye Bhabhi. That's all," he said.

"I accept your bye," she said.

"I have my manners. I don't want you to tell me tomorrow that once you let me do all this with Alka, I simply forgot about you."

"I won't," she said as he caught her hand.

She put her finger on her lips and said, "Shhhh. Somebody can hear us from outside."

"I am sorry," he said as they struggled. In the jostling, her pallu fell down and her back was turned to him so that his front was against her ass. They were both giggling like kids. He gave up trying to make her face him and instead, just hugged her from her back.

She offered no serious resistance other than saying, "No".

He kept repeating saying, "Yes."

Alka had sat down on the sofa with her breasts still exposed.

Her left foot was on the sofa and bent at the knees. As a result the skirt had slipped down to her waist and lay as a heap there. Her panty was peeking between her plump thighs. Her thighs were totally on display as was her breasts. The thighs and breast were very fair and somewhat pinkish. Alka was a very fair girl and on the plump side. Her thighs were therefore plump and fleshy all the way. Chintu had by now wound his arms around Rekha and his crotch was on her ass.

He could feel the valley between the ass cheeks with his hardened cock. Her ass was fleshier than what it apparently looked like. The expanse of her ass was also large. The flesh was not entirely loose. It was rigid while at the same time fleshy because she was hardly 22 and only three years elder to Alka and also Chintu. It is like a very big pair of boobs, he thought. He tried to keep it as much away as possible as he was still scared that she may stop at a particular level of freedom.

There is no point in losing one's control and putting an end to all this. He avoided pushing his cock against her ass cheeks. He decided to make contact and see to what level she would agree to play along. He made contact now and then. She did not seem to get angry at all. He glanced over at Alka. He could see her thighs all the way up to her hip her nipples were still hard and the breasts were full. He wanted Rekha to see Alka's partial nudity. He lifted Rekha and went near Alka.

"Ask him to put me down," Rekha told her.

"It's between you and him Bhabhi. Don't bring me in," she said.

From the way Alka was smiling, he knew that Rekha must also be smiling. He decided to push his cock against her ass.

"Will you let me give you a good bye kiss? Then I will let you go."

"I said no," replied Rekha laughing.

She also felt his hard cock against her ass. Chintu's hands moved up on her torso. He had been lifting her by holding her at the space above her navel and below her breasts. She felt herself slipping down gradually and his palms making contact with the lower portion of her breasts. If she slid down more, her breasts would be in his palms. She looked at the wall clock. Luckily there was some more time before husband's arrival.

Her pallu had fallen down and was being dragged along. Her sari which was tucked in at the waist was half undone. It may come out any time now. She could not pull it off as Alka may see it though he won't be able to. Instead she hit up on an idea. She pulled her tummy in as far as she could. It made the sari at the waist very loose. If she put up a struggle, it could come off. She pulled her tummy in. Immediately it gave way though it stayed around her hip.

Chintu was slowly increasing the pressure on her ass cheeks. His cock was very hard and she judged that what she had guessed was right. He was indeed well endowed. She felt herself sliding even more in his arms. Both his palms held her breasts in them. Though only the lower halves of the breast were encased in the palms it felt as if he was squeezing them because she was being pulled down by her own weight.

Chintu knew by now that she would not object to his grabbing her breasts. If she had wanted to, she would have objected by now. He increased the pressure against her ass by pushing his cock into the valley between her ass cheeks.

She kept laughing and whispered, "Put me down this moment Chintu."

By now the sari had slipped down but was prevented from falling down by the contact between her ass and his cock. Chintu increased the pressure on her breasts. She pretended to be unaware of his action and simply said, "Put me down. I am telling you."

He knew that she was still in a playful mood and flirtatious.

He increased the pressure against her ass by wedging his cock deeper into the valley between her ass cheeks. She was no longer the elder Bhabhi who was in command of the situation and telling them what to do what is not to be done. She was at his mercy and he had imprisoned her in his arms.

"Bhabhi let us dance a few moments and then I will leave. Please Bhabhi."

Suddenly he was pleading and at the same time pushing his cock deeper into her ass.

"Okay but put me down."

He released the pressure against her ass and pushed again. He felt her ass involuntarily thrusting against his cock. He guessed that she was resisting the temptation to push back against his cock.

He pushed his cock against her ass a few more times and simultaneously asked her, "What if you refuse to let me teach you dance after I put you down?"

"You have to trust me. How can I prove my intentions?" she asked him turning her head and facing him.

"Are you a trustworthy girl?" he asked tightening the pressure on her breasts and nearly squeezing her breasts.

"Yes," she said looking at him feeling the pressure on her breasts.

"I believe you," he said gently squeezing her breasts.

She simply kept quiet as if it the breasts he squeezed belonged to someone else.

Chintu could see that Rekha looked very different and her cheeks were pinkish and nearly red. He had to struggle hard and resist kissing those full lips which she had turned to face him. He put her down. As soon as she landed on the floor the sari fell in a heap around her feet.

"Wait let me wear my sari. It's your fault."

He waited for her to tie the sari.

Rekha gave him an angry look and said, "Had you not done this, I would have let you teach me to dance a bit longer. Now we have to cut the time from what little we have before you go."

What she was saying to him was that if you let me wear my sari then not only will you not get me in my blouse and inner skirt but also lose precious time. She picked up the sari and deliberately was very slow as she spoke.

"There is no need for you to wear the sari Bhabhi. We don't have much time, do we?"

"No, we don't have." She said continuing to slowly tucking the end of the sari inside her inner skirt which women wear inside the sari.

Chintu pulled the sari off from her and threw it to Alka.

"What are you doing?" Rekha asked as if she was scandalized at the suggestion that he dance with him without her sari.

"It's okay Bhabhi. There is no one here and even if we dance totally without any cloths no one would know except Alka and us."

"Badmash," she said. Chintu came near her and put his arms around her. Her arms hung limply on her sides.

"You have to hold me tightly like this," he said holding her in an embrace.

"Like this?" Rekha asked putting her arms around him. Rekha felt her breasts being flattened against his chest as she wound her arms and embraced him.

"You have to hold me even tighter," Chintu told her.

She increased the pressure. Her breasts were crushed against his chest not so much because she held him close but because her breasts were rather big.

"Alka come and help your Bhabhi to dance?"

Alka came up to them and placed Rekha's arms around his neck and said, "Hold him tight Bhabhi."

Rekha pretended to be uninterested. Chintu thrust his cock against her groin. Alka sensed what was going on. Rekha looked every bit sexy standing there in a nearly transparent white blouse and clad in an inner skirt. Her breasts were flattened against his chest and the flesh spilled over the neck. The side view provided her glimpse of the haloes around Rekha's nipples. The inner skirt was a bit tight and the chord tying it was knotted on the side of her hip. Chintu had never been as sexually aroused as he was now.

What distinguished Rekha from the other girls was that she was a full woman while retaining the qualities of a girl. She was lean but not like a bean stalk. Big breasts on a lean woman make the breasts seem much larger than they are.

Clad in a bra less blouse, they just drooped down because of the weight of the flesh but managed to yet defy the laws of gravity. The nipple seemed to be upturned. He had been staring at it from the time he had noticed that she had not worn a bra under the blouse. Then her ass was another piece of exquisite masterpiece. It was simultaneously soft and yet retained the rigidity of the ass of a young girl.

Alka went behind Rekha and said, "Now move with the music Bhabhi. Don't worry about the steps. Just obey the music or more specifically the beat. Chintu will take care of your feet. Don't worry about stamping his feet."

It was difficult to concentrate on the music with his cock poking against her lower abdomen. Because of the height difference his cock met her abdomen rather than her cunt. He would have to bend his knees a little if he had to make contact with her cunt. Her cunt was oozing like a tap that was leaking.

But she was beyond caring. Alka had not pulled her top down and her breasts were still bared. She came behind Rekha and hugged her from behind.

The blouse was somewhat bare backed or what you might call a backless blouse which was the fashion in vogue when she had stitched it. Alka's breasts made contact with her bare back. She could not help feeling the two nipples on her back.

"Was Alka a lesbian?" she wondered.

One did not have to be a full fledged lesbian to enjoy the feel of a healthy pair of breasts on the back, Rekha reasoned to herself.

Chintu could never imagine that he would be holding a sexily clad Rekha the way he held her when he came in a few days back. All that was primarily in his mind then was how he would manage a few moments with Alka when Rekha left them alone.

He put his arm around her back and held her ass. He managed to feel the twin hemispheres of her ass. He looked at her face for any tell tale signs of disapproval and he found none. So far so good, he thought. He became emboldened. He let his hands remain close to the ass crack. He did not dig his finger in the cleft but he let it linger there. He kept checking her face for any change and found none. Did she like anal sex, he wondered? For some reason he decided that she didn't.

Alka changed her position. She shifted to his back so that he was sandwiched between the two girls. That was the dream of any guy. But it was happening to him and that too by two extremely sexy young girls. The fact that they were sisters in law made it doubly exciting. Alka was busy rubbing her cunt on the back of his thighs. She was getting shameless which was good. She tried rubbing her breast on his back. He was still wearing a tee shirt. She found it very irritating. She stepped back and lifted his tee shirt up. Chintu knew what she was up to. So before Rekha even had a chance to react he helped her remove the tee shirt and pull it away and throw it on the sofa.

Now he was also partially undressed. He went back to hugging Rekha. He now could feel her breast on his bare chest. Rekha also felt her breast crush against his chest. Chintu felt her nipples poking against his chest. He tried to concentrate on his cock. It was at least six inches above the cunt, he guessed. He bent his knees slightly without making it obvious. He aimed for her cunt and hit the bull's eye. Rekha shuddered at the contact. Despite herself she could not help showing the reaction to a hard cock being pressed against her cunt.

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Chapter 05

Alka whispered to him, "Is it hard?"

There was no need for an answer to this silly question.

"Poke it on Bhabhi's cunt," she whispered in his ears.

That was supposed to be a secret conversation between them and Rekha was not even supposed to have known that she had whispered something in his ears. So be it, Rekha thought.

Slowly Chintu's hands crept between their bodies and went up.

"Bhabhi, did I tell you that you have the sexiest pair of boobs that I have seen?" asked Chintu.

"No you didn't tell me. But tell me, how many pairs have you seen that you can make a judgment that mine are the best?"

"I have not seen many from so close by but don't tell me that I have not seen many that we can make a judgment. We all look at the girl's boobs before we even look at her face," he was explaining her.

At the same time his palm crept up and closed over her left breast. Rekha playfully hit his head. He disregarded her hitting his head which was just a notional reprimand. He continued to hold her breast and she hit him again. His left hand held her ass and kept her close to him. He felt the hem of her panty leg.

"What did you think? That I was not wearing a panty?" asked Rekha.

He continued playing with the hem now pulling it and then and releasing it. It had elastic, he guessed.

"Don't keep pulling it that way. It will make the elastic loose," she said.

He stopped pulling it and instead he pushed the hem to the inner side and pushed it to the ass crack. She hit his head again playfully.

"Can't you keep those hands to yourself?"

"How can I keep quiet Bhabhi?" he asked her. "It is not my fault that you are so sexy."

"Will you stop flattering me now?"

"I told you that I am not flattering you. I am just telling you the truth," he said pushing his cock against her pubic region. His knees were slightly bent so that their pubic regions met each other. She pretended not to have taken cognizance of his actions. It was humanly impossible not to feel the pressure on her cunt but then that was Rekha's specialty. His hand closed in on her breast and gave it a gentle squeeze. She did nothing more than giving a gentle tap on his head.

"I should never have given you this kind of freedom from the beginning," she said.

"Now you can't take back the freedom Bhabhi," Alka who had been keeping quiet said.

"I know. That's what I am regretting," Rekha said smiling.

They all knew that she did not mean what she said. Chintu resumed playing with her ass. He seemed particularly fascinated by the panty. He felt the panty again.

She hit him on the head again in mock reprimand and said, "Don't do it. It will make the elastic loose."

The meaning was not lost to Alka and Chintu. It meant, don't play with my panty because it will make the panty loose.

"I won't pull the elastic, I promise," he said.

"Don't touch the panty. You don't go around playing with the bra and panties of the girls you dance with do you?"

"You are not wearing a bra, are you?" Chintu asked with his palm covering Rekha's breast.

He gave it a gentle squeeze. The pleasure was too much for Rekha. One of Chintu's hands was playing with her panty and the other covered her breast. He was rubbing his hard cock on her cunt. She was unsure how long she could take the triple pleasure without responding openly. Till now she had managed to present a picture of being seduced by the duo of Alka and Chintu.

"Keep quiet Bhabhi," he said mimicking Rekha and putting his finger on his lip.

He went back to touching her ass. Now he was deliberately slow and instead of pulling the hem of her panty as he had done earlier, he pushed the hem towards the crack. He did it openly staring at her and locking his gaze with her. It was as if he was telling her, "Do what you can but I will not stop playing with your ass."

He took his hand from her breast and took hold of both the sides of her panty and pushed the hem into the ass crack. That was blatant act but done so suddenly. She thought that he would play with her ass as he had done earlier but hardly expected him to do this.

"You are getting very bold these days. I am not Alka or your girlfriend, whatever her name is," Rekha said.

"Nobody can come anywhere near you. Bhabhi," he said without showing any regret for his action.

"I bet that you will go and kneel down and ask Alka's forgiveness when you are alone with her for having praised me."

"Even she admits that you are sexier than her. What is there to hide from her or you Bhabhi?"

He increased the pressure on her pubis and pressed her ass towards him. She had given up telling him not to play with her ass.

Now the panty could not be felt. He had earlier pushed the panty in between her plump ass cheeks. He just felt the expanse of both her spherical flesh as he moved his hands over it. He started feeling the valley between the spheres running his right index finger along the valley.

"How do you like the dance lesson Bhabhi?" he asked, holding both her ass cheeks cupped in his palms.

His cock was rubbing against her cunt and now he was also rubbing his cock up and down rubbing it over her entire groin.

He was doing it rather openly now with his gaze fixed on her eyes. The pleasure was too much to bear. Even in the height of her wild college days Rekha had never experienced the kind of pleasure she was experiencing now.

"You should stop doing all this and teach me to dance," she said smiling at him while savouring the pleasure he was giving.

"Dancing originated as an excuse for people who were shy to make them bold," he tried to explain.

"Half the fun in dancing is in doing this only. If you want to be good dancer, then you must also learn to do such stuff."

"Oh I see," she smiled at him.

Suddenly the phone rang. It brought everybody to this real world. She tried to pry herself from his octopus like grip. Alka went and answered the phone. It was obviously her brother. She kept saying, "Yes, yes," and waved at Rekha and Chintu to continue doing what they were doing. But Rekha was anxious. Getting a phone call from her husband made her suddenly feel guilty, standing there in a skirt and a transparent blouse without a bra and being fondled in the ass.

The guilt lasted only for a moment and then she was overtaken by the lust that was prevalent in the room. Here was her husband's own sister who was standing with her breasts exposed and now and then feeling her boyfriend's cock and telling him brazenly to poke his hard cock against her bhabhi's cunt. How could any ordinary mortal overcome the feeling of lust? The whole thought process of guilt lasted only for a few seconds. But she was genuinely worried about the phone call. But she guessed that it was okay because Alka had waved them to their actions.

"Bhabhi is in the bedroom. Shall I call her?" she asked her brother and looked at Rekha.

"Hold on let me call her," she said and handed over the receiver to Rekha who tried to free herself from Chintu. But Alka came and joined the duo by hugging Chintu from the back and whispered to him, "Bhaiya is not coming here for dinner. There is an office dinner at the inspection site which means that we have the whole evening all to ourselves." He responded by hugging Rekha hard.

She put her hand on his lips and said in an almost inaudible whisper, "Remember that he is on the phone. Keep quiet." Chintu responded by tightening his embrace.

He put his finger on his lips and said in an equally inaudible whisper, "I will keep quiet. Talk to him."

But he did not let go of her. His grip on her ass tightened.

Rekha suddenly felt the thrill of letting her husband's sister's boyfriend feel her ass and her breasts as she talked to her husband. It was not a kind of pervert pleasure in cheating her husband but a simple thrill of doing something which she could not explain. Anyway Chintu was in no mood to relent. She pretended to be trying to wriggle herself free at the same time smiling at Chintu to show that she was not in the least bit angry at him.

Again she whispered holding the mouth piece, "Don't make any noise."

That was an invitation to Chintu to venture into doing something more if he wanted to as long as he did not make any noise. Rekha was talking inanimately in the phone. After listening for some time she said, "Alka is teaching me some steps that she learnt at her dance class. I am also learning."

After some silence she said, "We are planning to go for a walk. Give us a call some half an hour before you come here." After a brief pause she added, "Yes. We will carry our cell with us. We won't forget."

Chintu squeezed her ass. That was the sexiest part of her. It thrilled him to be fondling her ass and tracing the gap between the two full round ass cheeks. There was something taboo about playing with the canal between the ass cheeks. That was the closest thing to her cunt and it excited him to know that his finger was hardly a few inches from her cunt.

Rekha was listening to her husband while smiling at Chintu. Alka stood next to them and was intently watching him Alka put her hand between their two bodies and felt his cock. In doing so she briefly touched Rekha's cunt.

Chintu examined Rekha's face as he started digging deeper between her ass cheeks. He could not find any signs of anger though she hit him and when he did not stop feeling her ass she hit him again. It was more like tapping him on his head.

"Bhaiya she is hitting me. Ask her to stop hitting me," he whispered, muffling his voice with his palm.

"I will tell Bhaiya," he threatened her mockingly.

Rekha smiled at the joke.

"We may go out for a walk. You don't have a key. So call me some half hour or so before you come here," Rekha was telling her husband.

Chintu meanwhile was busy trying to slip his finger inside her inner skirt.

Rekha slapped his hand but was smiling faintly and said,

"Don't do that."

She was not angry, he thought. Four of his fingers of both his hands slipped an inch or so below the cord that tied the skirt. Rekha had worn the skirt tight as all women wear the skirts. He had to struggle but managed to slip his fingers inside. He tried to sneak his fingers further inside the skirt. Rekha kept hitting his head and the arm indicating that he should take his hand away.

"One minute," she said in the phone and closed the mouthpiece tightly with her palm and looked at Chintu.

"What are you doing?" she asked him but without trace of any anger.

Her attitude was one of amusement rather than reprimand.

"You talk to your husband. You told me not to make any noise. I did not make any noise, did I?"

He answered defiantly and went back to trying to slip his fingers even deeper inside the skirt.

"So you will not listen to me?" asked Rekha.

"I am listening to you. You told me not to make any noise. I won't."

"You are becoming a brat. Wait, let me take care of you after I am done with my husband," she said and went back to the phone.

"Sorry there was someone at the door," she was telling her husband looking at Chintu.

Chintu could not slip his knuckles inside the skirt.

"You will break the chord," she whispered to him.

"Let me remove the skirt," he whispered.

"No," she said shaking her head.

"Go to Alka," she said pointing out to Alka. Rekha was surprised to find that Alka had by now removed her top and was only in her bra.

Deepak had disconnected a few seconds back after telling her that he would be there earliest by nine. She was still holding on to the hand set because that kept one of her hands busy and also made it necessary for her to keep quiet and not ask Chintu to stop doing something as her husband was still supposed to be on the phone. She kept answering in monosyllables to her husband who was still supposed to be online.

Chintu would have none of that. His hands dug deeper into her ass inside the skirt. He encountered her panty and he pried his hands in feeling the soft flesh of Rekha's ass. He was surprised that his actions did not evoke any resistance from her. Rekha sensed that he could not get his hands in because the skirt was tied tight. She pulled her stomach in holding her breath. It made some space for Chintu who managed to put his hands all the way to his wrist inside Rekha's skirt. Once inside he felt her ass inside her panty. The lower part of the panty had been pushed by him already between the cheeks of her ass much earlier. He felt free to feel her ass cheeks. The pleasure of feeling a naked pair of ass was unlike anything he had imagined.

Rekha meanwhile remembered that she had to make her customary protests now and then. She tried to wriggle herself out of the grip. On the phone, she was telling her husband to come soon after the dinner and not simply hang around. How was Chintu to know that her husband had disconnected long time back? His hands roamed all over her bare ass feeling her warm skin now and then kneading the globes. She kept hitting his hands but all the time smiling at him. Her ass felt soft and yet firm. The globes were rounder and fuller than what they seemed under the dress she wore. He was both getting carried away as well as getting bolder.

She said, "One minute," to the dead phone and covered it with her palm and whispered to Chintu, "What are you doing?"

For a moment Chintu was taken aback and he wanted to withdraw his hand from her ass. But he saw her smiling faintly. That was when he realized that she was not serious.

"Please Bhabhi', he was pleading with her now.

He had a sudden brainstorm now.

"Do you want me to all on my knees and beg you?" he asked her. She still held her palm over the phone.

"Why should you? You wanted to teach me to dance and I am letting you do that. What more do you want?" she smiled at him.

He suddenly fell on his knees withdrawing his hands from under her skirt.

"Did I push it too much?" she wondered within herself. She can't obviously tell him that it is okay and that he can put his hand under her skirt and continue exploring the crack of her ass. She regretted having carried it too far.

"Let me finish with my husband. Then I will take care of you rascal," she smiled at Chintu and added, "Don't make an ass of yourself. Get up."

She went back to her phone thereafter. Chintu waited for her to start talking to her husband and he slipped his hands on her ankle and caught her by the ankle. Slowly he started moving his hands up. When it reached her calf, she started to tremble slightly not knowing where he would stop. He was kneeling before her and his face was on her tummy.

He examined her navel and then hesitantly he put his cheek on the space between her blouse and the inner skirt on her bare tummy and rubbed his cheek. The sensation was too much for Rekha. His hands kept creeping up, albeit very slowly. They stopped at her knees. He concentrated on the tummy now. He rubbed his cheek on her stomach and then turned his face slowly and placed his lips on her stomach. Alka now came and joined him on the floor.

Rekha heard him whisper to Alka, "Look at how sexy the navel is," as he kissed the spot just above the navel.

Rekha's navel is deep and surrounded by tummy flesh.

Chintu's hands which had stopped at her knees progressed up and rested on her thighs.

Rekha now thought it fit to end her conversation with her husband. She abruptly said, "Bye. See you later," and gave the phone to Alka.

Chintu looked up at Rekha for any sign of disapproval. Finding none, his hand crawled up. As he felt her thighs his hand went to the softest part of the thighs. His hands roamed over the back of her thighs and then in the inner thighs.

Rekha looked at Chintu and merely said, "That tickles," and she pretended to squirm at his touch and deftly opened her thighs further allowing him more access to her thighs.

The skirt rode up along with his hands. When Chintu's hands reached the upper part of Rekha's plump thighs, they stopped there and started kneading the ample flesh. Alka was no longer a participant in the fun but had taken up the alternating between the roles of a facilitator or a catalyst and a spectator.

With her bare breasts peaked by two hard nipples she provided the lust needed to make Rekha overcome any vestige of resistance or shyness that Rekha might still have.

Alka looked at Rekha and asked her in a whisper, "Bhaiya won't come soon, will he Bhabhi?"

"No. He may come here around nine or even later," she whispered back.

"We have a lot of time, don't we?" Alka asked Rekha.

"I am feeling guilty Alka. You both dance for some time. Let me sit and watch friends some time."

"No, it’s okay Bhabhi. You both continue," Alka said.

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Chapter 06

Chintu was kneading Rekha's upper thighs. His hands moved all over her thighs. Her skirt had moved up revealing her white fair thighs. Chintu stared at Rekha's thighs all the way up.

Rekha felt flattered as Chintu kept looking at her thighs. Now and then when the hands moved up, her panty could be seen for a flash. Rekha stood there with her thighs spread wide.

Chintu was before her on his knees. Alka sat next to him and fed her breasts to him. He took her nipple in his mouth and sucked it. He looked up at Rekha.

"Shall I bite her nipple?" asked Chintu.

"Poor Alka. Won't it hurt her if you bite her there?"

"Where?" asked Chintu.

Rekha did not answer.

"What about your nipples Bhabhi? Would it hurt your nipples if I bit them?" he asked looking at her nipples and repeating the words nipples.

"Any woman's nipples would hurt if you bite the nipples like a mad man. You should learn to love the nipples," she answered using the words nipples more than necessary.

"Like this Bhabhi?" Chintu asked taking Alka's nipples in his mouth.

He gently sucked them and then released it. He put his lips on Alka's nipples and bit them with his lips.

He then licked the thumb sized nipple and asked Rekha, "Is it the right way to love it?"

"Ask her. You are sucking her nipples. Not my nipples," she said.

Chintu immediately looked at her nipples. Rekha followed his gaze and looked at her nipples which poked prominently at the blouse.

"Bhabhi do you and Bhaiya talk dirty when you do it?" asked Chintu.

"We don't talk dirty? You don't know Alka's brother. But Alka does," Rekha said.

"What do you do when you want him to take your nipple in his mouth and suck?" asked Chintu.

"I just bring my nipple near his mouth and he knows what I want."

"And he just takes it and starts sucking your nipple?" asked Chintu.

"Yes. He starts sucking my nipple," replied Rekha using the word nipples again.

Chintu looked up at Rekha's breasts and at her nipples. He kept looking at the nipples poking through her blouse as if visualizing her husband sucking her nipples.

He asked her, "Does it always get hard when you are excited?" he asked pointing to her hard nipples.

"What a stupid question?" Rekha answered. Then she added softly in a whisper almost inaudible, "Don't you get hard there when you are excited?"

"How excited are you now Bhabhi?" Chintu asked her.

Alka, who was getting her nipples sucked when Chintu was not talking to Rekha said, "I told you Bhabhi that he always walks around with a hardon. I bet even now it is trying to break free from his undie. What says you Chintu?"

"It is soft" smiled Chintu.

"I don't believe you at all," she said and felt his crotch over his pants.

"It is hard as a rock; like a lead pipe," she said as she smiled at him.

She fondled his cock. She used her other hand to grab one of her breasts. Her thumb was in the inner side of her left breast and he held the outer side of her breast with her four other fingers.

"Do you want fresh milk? You can't get milk fresher than this?" she said and pressed her breast.

The breast became distended by the pressure and the nipple became stretched out. Chintu opened his mouth as wide as he could and took as much flesh as he could in his mouth.

"Greedy bastard," Rekha tapped him on the back of his head.

Rekha stood watching them as he tried to grab as much as he could take of Alka's breasts and as she fondled his cock.

Rekha wished that Alka would take his cock out and shag him out or even suck him. Chintu's hands increased the pressure on Rekha's thighs. He kneaded it and slowly raised his hands even higher. He was just a couple of inches below the vee of her thighs.

He hesitated for a moment and took his mouth off Alka's breast and told Rekha, "Bhabhi tell me something."

Rekha looked at Chintu and Alka as he spoke. She was also kneeling besides him and held her breast in her palm. The entire breast was wet with his saliva. The nipple was hard and poking out in front. The breast was soon engulfed in his mouth.

"What do you want to ask?" asked Rekha.

He did not answer. He remained silent.

Rekha did not know why he was slow. She would have let him push her down to the floor and fuck her then and there had he wanted to. But in some ways this slow and steady game was also equally or even more exciting.

"Why doesn't he shift from my thighs and not feel my ass?" Rekha wondered.

Chintu was kneading her thigh.

She squirmed and whispered, "I told you I am ticklish in my thighs," she whispered to him.

"Shall I touch you where you are not ticklish?"

"How do you know where I am not ticklish?" Rekha asked him giving him a mischievous look.

"I will find out by touching you all over," he said looking at the front of her panties.

"You do it with your girlfriend or with Alka. I am neither your girlfriend nor your dance partner. Leave me alone."

"What if I don't leave you alone?"

"You said sometime back that you wanted to ask me something. What did you want to ask me?"

"Will you tell me?" asked Chintu.

"I will try," Rekha said.

"I was wondering if you are smooth here," he said pushing his chin at the direction of her crotch.

"You are holding me by my legs. You should know if I am smooth."

"I didn't ask about your thighs."

"Then?"

"Shall I tell you?"

"If you don't tell me then how would I know?"

"Are you smooth beneath the panty?"

"You can't ask me a question like that," Rekha hit him on his head.

"I just asked you all the same. So you tell me."

"Do you go around asking all the women if they are smooth under their panties?"

"No I just ask the women who I am sexually attracted to. Tell me Bhabhi please," he pleaded with her.

He had by now shifted his hand to her ass and had hiked her skirt also up to her ass in the back. Till now she had not raised any objection. His hands were soon on her ass. Now he could let his arm roam free all over her ass. He looked up at her face as he cupped her ass in his palms.

"Tell me Bhabhi," he asked moving his hands closer to her ass crack.

"Tell you what?" she asked.

He pushed his fingers inside the back of her panties. He searched her face for any trace of any resistance. There was none. There was only trace of defiance in her face and a lot of mischief. He had earlier pushed the back of the panties in the valley between her ass cheeks. He pushed his middle finger below the back of her panties causing it to come out from the cheek. It felt so exciting and naughty to let a guy pull the back of the panties which was buried between the two globes of her ass and God knows what he had in his mind now. He was busy sucking Alka's breasts and specifically the nipple as Rekha and he indulged in the meaningless exchange.

"Tell you what?" she asked again.

"Tell me if it is smooth under the panty?" he asked looking at the front of her panty.

His fingers moved even inside and his two middle fingers made contact. He pushed his hands even inside the panties. He slowly linked his fingers. He could well feel her ass crack of Rekha's ass. Alka fed her breast to him and had resumed fondling his cock.

"Won't it get fractured inside?" asked Alka as she measured the cock with her fingers.

"It may soon get fractured," he said sucking her breast.

He looked at Rekha and nodded at her trying to elicit an answer.

"Shall I tell you?" Rekha asked.

"Yes," said Chintu.

"It feels like a frog's head, all rough and hard and scaly,"

Rekha smiled. "Enough or you want me to tell you more?"

"It doesn't look like that at all," Chintu said looking at the front of the panties.

By now Alka seemed to have got bored. She pulled her breasts from his mouth and moved to behind him. She hugged him and put her hands inside his front. She did not wait like him. Her hands disappeared inside and soon they were moving all over.

Chintu involuntarily pushed his crotch up trying to fuck Alka's hands as she fondled his cock inside his trousers.

"It doesn't look like there is a frog inside your panty Bhabhi."

He was looking at the bulge in front of Rekha's panty. "Won't the cat eat the frog Bhabhi?" he asked.

"I didn't understand," said Rekha.

"A cat is also called pussy," Chintu said smiling. "If you put a frog near your pussy won't your pussy swallow the frog?"

"Yuck. It sounds so weird," Rekha's face contorted at the thought of a frog inside her pussy.

"It feels so naughty when I let a guy admire the bulge of my cunt and that too by a guy much younger than me and also to be discussing about it," she thought. She looked at the wall clock. "There is still plenty of time," she concluded.

He kept pulling and playing with his hands under her panty in the rear. Chintu pulled the panty taut making it tight over pubis highlighting her camel toe. He released the panty and again pulled it taut making the bulge of the pubis seem prominent.

"You like playing with women's undergarments I see," Rekha said looking at her panty.

"Which guy wouldn't like to play with them if sexy girls like you and Alka are wearing it? But I am trying to make the frog crock or your pussy mew," he said as he continued to play with her panties.

"Very funny," she said.

"Bhabhi you told Alka something."

"What?"

"You said sometime back that is smooth here," he pointed to her bulge.

"Hmmmmm."

"Is it as smooth as here?" he said running his finger roam over her thigh just below the hem of her panty. His finger was just an inch from the cunt.

"I never compared it with any other place," Rekha whispered softly.

"This place is just an inch from there. It surely can't be very different can it?" he asked feeling the smooth texture of her skin at her upper thigh.

"If you know the answer then why do you ask? To tell you the truth, I never have examined it like that. Chintu you are beginning to embarrass me with your questions. It is odd when you call it as pussy."

"If I call it as cunt then you will yell at me won't you?"

"I won't yell at you but it sounds so crude and vulgar when you call it by that word."

"I don't want to call it as vagina because that makes me sound like I am a doctor."

"Yes, it does. But why should you discuss about my pussy at all? You don't discuss with women issues like if their pussy is smooth or is her pussy as smooth as the thigh. A woman's pussy is not an issue to be discussed," she said repeating he word pussy many times.

As they talked, he kept looking at the way the bulge of her crotch change shape as he pulled the panty tight over her pubis.

"Then what should guys do with a woman's pussy?"

"Just leave it alone," said Rekha pushing his head away from the front of her panty.

"I can't resist the pull of your pussy. It is attracting me like there is a magnet attached to your pussy."

"There is no magnet there inside my panty. Do you mean to say that it is made of iron?"

"How would I know? You never showed me your pussy. Shall I feel it or look at it?" he asked looking up at her.

Rekha hit the back of his head. Chintu pretended have lost his balance and stumble on her. He managed to kiss her thighs.

His lips felt her thighs. It felt warm. He kissed her thigh just below the front of the panty may be an inch or two below her cunt. It was ages since Rekha had been kissed there leave alone the cunt. Chintu held her by her bare ass which he kept squeezing very now and then.

"Why don't you hit me again Bhabhi?"

"Why?"

"Because then I can kiss your thighs again."

"You talk as if you need an excuse to do whatever you are doing today?" Rekha said.

"Alka be careful. Don't make me cum yet," he said looking at Alka's hands which had become busy fondling his cock inside her trousers. She had her fingers around his cock inside her undies and was moving her fist up and down.

"As if I don't know about you. You take a long time to cum," Alka said.

"How do you know that he takes a lot of time to cum?" Rekha asked Alka.

"He told me that his girlfriend complains that he doesn't cum fast. She complains that it is difficult to suck him off in the garage. Don't you remember?"

Rekha remembered what he had said earlier about his girlfriend having to suck his cock for a very long time.

"Your girlfriend must have strong jaws if she can do it so long. Tell me how long does she have to do it?"

"Do what Bhabhi?"

Rekha realized that he wanted to hear her talk dirty.

"How long does she have to suck you before she makes you cum?"

"It depends on my mood. Suppose I am very horny then I cum a bit early. Sometimes she just stops sucking it and alternates between a hand job and sucking it. At times she pulls my foreskin back and just licks the knob as she rests and then after some time she resumes sucking it. But most often she just complains that I have no nervous system on my cock."

That was the first time he had used the word cock. Rekha hoped that he would go on and describe how she sucks him.

"May be you should let Alka watch her sucking you. Alka can learn from watching her suck you off."

"Why don't you teach Alka how to suck Bhabhi?"

Suddenly he realized that may be he was a bit hasty in having asked her that.

"I didn't mean that you have to show her how to do it by doing it. What I meant was that you can tell her how to do it and Alka can practice on me. What do you say Bhabhi?"

"You ask her. It is your cock and her mouth and jaw."

"Bhabhi why does Bhaiyya not like to be sucked?"

"You will have to ask him. Not me."

"He doesn't know what he is missing, does he? Just look at those lush full lips," he pointed to Rekha's lips.

"Shut up Chintu."

Suddenly she felt very horny. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she let Chintu fuck her. When Motu is better and comes here, he would also fuck her, she knew. She also suddenly realized that she had been monopolizing Chintu for the whole evening. Chintu's visits here depended entirely on Alka. Although she kept insisting that Rekha and Chintu continue, it is not fair to have him all the time for her.

"I will have him for some more time and then get them to do something," she thought.

By now Chintu had become bold. His hands were on her bare ass. He slowly started running his fingers in her ass crack. It had been ages since anyone had felt her there. What she liked best was to have someone stand behind her as she knelt on her hands and knees on the bed and have the guy lick her from her clit all the way to her ass hole. She had got one of her domestic servants to do that during the college days. The guy would lick her till she had multiple orgasms and then finish him off by giving him a hand job. The young guy soon developed a fetish for that and would spend a lot of time driving her crazy with his tongue dancing all over her ass hole and clit as he kneaded her breast.

Chintu carefully looked at her face as he dug deeper into her ass crack. The spot was moist with sweat. He could feel the moisture between the two big globes of her ass. He felt an urge to look at them. Would she allow him to admire her ass?

Or should he concentrate on her breasts which had escaped his onslaught till then? His right index finger went inside her ass crack.

Chintu whispered something to Alka. Rekha did not protest this time. She waited expectedly for Alka to do something naughty. Alka got up and tucked Rekha's skirt in her waist.

The skirt was like a rope made of cloth which was tied around her waist. Her thighs shone in the tube light.

"Don't do it," Rekha protested mildly trying to pull the skirt down which had by now been tucked in by Alka.

Chintu got up and held her in arms saying, "Come on Bhabhi. Don't be a spoilsport. I am not removing the skirt, at least not yet"

After Alka had tucked her inner skirt in Rekha's waist he got up, went behind her and hugged her from behind. He put his arms around her from under her arms. He wound his arms around her and hugged her around her tummy. He raised his hands slowly till it rested on her breasts. He was hesitant at first. Then he let it rest on her breasts. He felt her hard nipple through the thin blouse. He did not keep his hands on her nipples. He felt the firm yet soft flesh of her breasts. He cupped her breasts from below as if he was feeling their weight in his hands.

"Shall we sit Bhabhi?"

"I didn't know that you could sit down and dance too?"

"If we sit down I can show you how to dance sitting."

"I don't believe you but I am sitting because my legs ache. You made me stand for a long time. You really are a bad boy."

"Shall I massage your legs Bhabhi? I do it very well, trust me."

"I don't trust you anymore. You were supposed to teach me dancing and now look at you telling me that you want to massage my legs."

"Bhabhi your legs look like Sania Mirza's legs; firm and no wrinkles in the thighs."

He put one of his hands on her thighs in the front and touched her thighs just below the joint of both the legs and ran his hands up and down. Then he brought his palm all the way to the back cupping her left ass. All the while he kept his other hand on her breast. Rekha felt the waves of pleasure travelling all the way from her breasts to the ass both of which he was feeling now. She was certain that her panty was wet. It was humanly impossible to control the flow. She did not care now if he could see her wetness.

"Shall we sit down Bhabhi? Let me massage you."

"No", she said feebly. Chintu knew that it meant yes.

He pulled her to the chair. He sat down and tried to make Rekha sit on his lap.

"I am not a small child," Rekha protested.

The skirt had already been tucked around the waist by Alka. Her ass was bare and the panty was dangerously low and they could see her pelvic bone on both sides. The rear of the panty had gone deep inside her ass cheeks.

He looked at Rekha's ass from as close as a foot. He was seated and she was standing before him with his face inches from her bare ass. The panty was pushed inside her ass crack.

Rekha knew that he was admiring her ass and specifically the crack between the ass cheeks. Rekha knew that her ass was flawless. Her ass looked like it belonged to someone aged 17 years. It was not vulgarly big. They were like two domes fitted together onto her body. Because the ass cheeks had never been exposed to sunlight at all, they were of a pale yellowish colour with a tinge of pink, a shade lighter than the rest of her body.

There was no mole or a blemish on both the ass cheeks. One fold separated the ass from the thigh. He pulled the panty aide exposing the crack of her ass. Suddenly Rekha felt a sense of shame overcoming her. It was odd to be examined like that.

Till now he had been admiring her but now he was inspecting her ass crack. No one had ever done these things to her. Even in the height of her sexual escapades no one had done anything as kinky as this. The anxiety and curiosity of Chintu was surprising. Her cunt was flowing endlessly and she had given up trying to hide it from them.

Her ass cheeks were ample and it made the valley seem even deeper. There were a couple of folds on her waist and that added a beauty to her narrow waist which flared a lot. People kept staring at her waist and hips when she wore her sari low or if she wore a figure hugging outfits like a tight salwar kameez.

Alka had been looking at both of them awe struck. It was like she was seeing a soft-core blue movie which was becoming a hardcore one. She knew that if her Bhabhi joins their fun all the way she would not have to beg Rekha for doing something in future. Rekha's sexuality which had remained dormant till a few days earlier had been woken up. Alka did not mind Rekha monopolizing Chintu.

After today their relationship would never be the same again. Rekha would never again object to her sexual episodes on moral grounds. She did not have anyone else in mind but it was like getting a passport to unbridled behaviour. Rekha would also join her as she had joined her in enjoying Chintu. Rekha did not socially interact with males whom she could seduce. She would have to depend on Alka for a supply of males if ever she wanted to taste a male.

Alka signalled to Chintu to wait. His arms crept under her arms and wound around Rekha's torso and came to rest on her breasts. He was hesitant at first but finding no resistance he became bolder. He cupped her breasts feeling the weight of each breast in his palm.

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Chapter 07

"You should never wear a white blouse Bhabhi," he told her.

"Why is that?" Rekha asked looking at his hands as they closed over her braless blouse covered breasts.

"They get soiled very easily. How would you explain Bhaiya why the blouse is all wrinkled and soiled?"

"You will have to get the blouse washed later. They look soiled enough now," Alka said.

"Shall I remove it then? That way it won't get soiled and wrinkled," he asked her moving his hands to the hooks as if he was trying to unhook the blouse.

Alka meanwhile unbuttoned his trousers and pulled it down.

Chintu looked at her as if asking her if it is okay she merely nodded her head. Rekha knew that something was afoot.

What it was, she did not know. She pretended not to be aware that something was happening behind her back.

Chintu slowly whispered to Rekha, "Bhabhi shall we remove the blouse? I want to take it with me when I go. I may forget to take it later when I go."

"No," Rekha said firmly and added with a laugh. "I have a good memory. I will give it to you when you go. Now stop wrinkling it further."

"Will it tear or something if I do this?" Chintu asked her gently squeezing her breasts.

"No."

"Now?" he asked her increasing the pressure on her breasts. Rekha remained silent. Chintu's index fingers and thumbs caught both her nipples and gently tweaked them.

"Just because something doesn't tear you don't have to do what you are doing," she looked down as his palms closed around her breasts kneading them and tweaking her nipples alternatively.

"Bhabhi you told me that when you want uncle to suck your nipples you just take it near his mouth and he knows what he wants. Didn't you?"

"I am not prepared to discuss what happens between us. We are married and we can do whatever we want."

"That is not fair Bhabhi. I am not asking you to tell me how your boyfriends sucked these. I am merely asking you how your husband sucks them," he said tweaking her nipples.

"Don't do that. It hurts." She shrieked soft to voice.

"Sorry Bhabhi. Did it hurt a lot?"

"Not a lot but I think it was because you did it all of a sudden."

"Shall I give you advance notice before I pinch your nipples again?"

"Just don't do it. Then I won't shout."

"Does this hurt Bhabhi?" Chintu asked Rekha as he gently took both her nipples in between his index fingers and thumbs.

"No."

"Do you want to sit down?"

"Where should I sit down?"

"On me. I told you that I will massage your legs. You complained that I made you stand for a long time."

"God knows what you will do if I let you massage my legs. If this is what dancing is I shudder to think what massage of the legs will be like."

"How can you say that it will be bad even before I start Bhabhi?"

Chintu was now in his undie and Alka was dressed only in her skirt having already removed her bra. Only Rekha still had a blouse, panty and a skirt though it was around her waist.

"I know you by now."

"You don't know me yet. If only you knew what I have in my mind you will run away from me."

"Is that why you are holding on to me?"

It was difficult to hold on to her breasts while she was standing. Chintu applied some pressure on her breasts and pulled her down.

"Bhabhi sit down please. I can't feel them well this way."

His tone was suddenly serious and pleading with her.

"Okay I will do as you say if you promise not to misbehave or be rough."

"I will never misbehave with you Bhabhi. If you tell me seriously to stop doing something then I won't do it. You know that don't you?"

"Yes I know that. But it is not fair on Alka. She has been missing your attention ever since I let you hold me."

"She won't miss anything Bhabhi. Just sit down. Let me massage your legs. I promise not to do anything which you tell me not to. That I promise."

He pulled her down. That was when Rekha saw that he was only in his undie. She said nothing. After she had sat down, Alka untied the chord of the skirt saying, "Bhabhi he will massage your legs now."

Alka came and stood in front of them and pulled the skirt away. Rekha lifted her ass to make it easy for Alka to pull the skirt away. Alka came and sat down in between their legs.

Rekha could feel his cock rubbing on her ass. Rekha's thighs were plump but not fat. Above the knees they were the same colour as her ass. There was no hair on her body. The skin was flawless and very smooth like her face.

"Can't we all go to the bedroom Bhabhi?" Chintu whispered to her.

"No. I don't trust you to behave yourself if we go to the bedroom."

Rekha was precariously perched on his legs. She tried to avoid his cock rubbing on her ass.

"Chintu do you want to take off your undie?" Alka asked him.

"No," Rekha shouted and then bit her tongue.

"I am sorry that I yelled. Don't do it or I won't sit down," she said afraid that he would lose control of himself if she let him get rid of his undie.

"Okay Bhabhi we won't remove it. I will keep my undies on. Will you now sit down?"

"I will if you don't try anything funny or be rough."

"I will be gentle like this," he said pushing his palm inside her blouse and feeling her bare breasts. Not finding any resistance he fondled them and felt the nipples in his fingers.

"Is this rough Bhabhi?"

Rekha sat down rather uncomfortably. She was trying not to concentrate on his massive cock.

"Relax Bhabhi. I can't massage you if you feel very uncomfortable. Just relax."

He put his hands her shoulders and made her relax. Then he slipped his hands inside her blouse. He ran his index fingers over her already erect nipples strumming it. Rekha was silent.

"You have to tell me if I get rough with you."

"Take your hands away Chintu," Rekha said her eyes half closed.

"You know I won't. So stop telling me to leave them alone. Do you know what is on my mind now?" Chintu asked Rekha in her ears.

"I am not interested in listening to your fantasies."

"I didn't mean what I wanted to. What I meant was what is on my mind."

"What?" Rekha asked defiantly.

"When I look at your ass I just can't help imagining how mad your boyfriends would have been."

"You are not supposed to ask me these questions before my husband's sister. Ask me when we are alone," Rekha looked at Alka.

Alka closed her ears with her palms and said, "Now I can't hear a thing."

"No you can still hear us talk," Rekha said.

Alka put her index fingers inside her ears and said, "I can't now."

"Now tell me Bhabhi. Did your boyfriends go mad when you let them feel your ass?"

"May be," Rekha said coquettishly.

Alka came and knelt next to them and fed her breast to Chintu. Chintu took a mouthful of flesh in her mouth and bit it. Alka put her arm around his head and pulled him closer shoving a lot more flesh in his mouth. Chintu put his arms around Rekha and placed the two palms on her full and firm breasts.

"Let us get rid of the blouse. Or it will get soiled and may even tear when I massage you."

"I let you massage only my legs. Now you are saying you want to massage here."

"Where?"

"My chest."

"Your boobs," Chintu said.

He did not wait for the answer. He started fumbling with the hooks.

"You will end up spoiling the hooks," Rekha said pushing his hands away.

Implicit in her response was her concurrence provided he did not spoil the hooks.

"Alka, why don't you help us?" Chintu said.

The ever willing Alka readily started removing the hooks one by one. Chintu held Rekha's hands as if she was unwilling to go along. Having undone all the hooks Alka pushed the flaps of the blouse to the sides baring Rekha's breasts. She could not resist admiring her sister in law's pair of magnificent breast. They were full and big. For a woman of her age, Rekha's breasts were devoid of any traces of sag. The conical tip was capped by honey colored nipples which were hard with excitement. The aureoles around them were puckered and hard. She let her gaze down to between her thighs but Rekha had managed to keep them together as she sat. She knew that she was wet in her panties as she herself was.

"Teach us how to kiss Bhabhi," Alka said.

"He won't let me move. Look at the way he has kept me locked," she pointed to his hands which had covered her breasts and were gently squeezing them.

Both her nipples peeked between his index and middle fingers of both hands. He was gently squeezing the breasts and also applying pressure between his fingers on her erect nipples.

Both the women looked at the way the breast changed their shape as he squeezed them randomly. The flesh dug deep as he increased the pressure and then came up as he released the pressure. Chintu immediately realized that they were looking at the way he was squeezing Rekha's breasts. He immediately started squeezing them faster. Alka had never seen another pair of breast from so closely, leave lone what was being done to them. She felt her sense of lust increasing with every passing second.

"Tell him to stop it this very second Alka," she said looking at the way he was playing with her breasts.

"You tell him Bhabhi. Why do you want to bring me between you both?"

"You only brought this devil here," Rekha said running her fingers through his hair.

"But if I tell him to stop fondling your breasts he will start on mine," Alka said without shifting her gaze from his hands which were playing with her Bhabhi's ripe breasts.

"He is not fondling them. He is very rough," Rekha complained.

"I will tell him to be gentle if you let him play with them for some more time."

"He had been at them nonstop for so long Alka. They hurt."

"They hurt all over or only at the nipples Bhabhi?" Alka asked knowing very well that they both liked to repeat the word nipple again and again.

"Mainly here," Rekha replied.

"Where Bhabhi?" Alka asked in a whisper.

"In my nipple Alka," Rekha said locking her gaze with her.

"Shall I tell him to be gentle with your nipple?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes. Tell him to be gentle with my nipple Alka."

"Chintu, you are an animal. Don't you know that women are sensitive in the nipples? Be gentle with my Bhabhi's nipples."

"I am sorry," he said gently rubbing his fingers on her erect nipple.

He toyed with them. He stopped pulling it and tweaking it.

Instead he pushed it aside bending it. Then he pushed them both inside the flesh and let Alka watch as it disappear and spring back as he took his finger away.

Alka was fascinated with what was happening in front of her.

Rekha was uncontrollably horny now. She had never imagined that she would be able to play such sex games ever. She also watched her nipples as he played with them.

"Don't tell me Bhabhi that this hurts. If you tell me that what I am doing hurts, then I will never believe you again."

Rekha was silent.

"Bhabhi have you been kissed by two person at the same time?" asked Alka.

"No. Why?"

"Nothing. I just asked. Why don't you teach us to kiss properly? You promised."

"I never promised any such thing."

"Okay you never agreed to. But you never said you will not teach us when we asked you. So why don't you teach us?"

"How do you want me to teach you both? Why don't you kiss and then I will correct you as you do it." Rekha said.

"Bhabhi kiss us and show us how to do it. Then we will do it to each other," Chintu said.

"Are you out of your mind? How can we both kiss?" She pointed to Alka.

"She doesn't mind, do you Alka?" he asked her.

"No. Bhabhi can't we just kiss? It is only a kiss. Please Bhabhi," Alka was pleading with her.

"Later I will ask you to teach Alka something else also," Chintu said.

"What do you want me to teach Alka?"

"Promise me that you will not get angry and I will tell you," Chintu replied playfully.

"It better not be something rude or dirty."

"Okay I won't tell you."

"Okay I promise not to get angry. But I may not agree to your request. Is that okay?" asked Rekha.

"Fair enough," replied Chintu playfully.

"So tell me now Chintu. What do you want me to teach Alka?"

"I want you to teach her how to do this," he said inserting his index finger in her mouth.

Rekha looked back and hit his head. When he laughed she hit him again in feigning anger.

"Why do you find it offensive to teach her to suck my finger?" he asked her squeezing her breasts hard and kissing her cheeks.

That was the first time he had kissed her. When she said nothing, at being kissed, he continued to kiss her cheeks one after the other and then trailed his lips to her neck. She moved her head to make it easy for him to kiss her all over her face and neck. After some kissing on the neck he came back to her cheeks. They were fleshy cheeks. He turned her face towards him and then kissed her cheek.

"Will you teach Alka that Bhabhi?"

"You want me to teach Alka to suck your finger?" Rekha asked.

"I want you to teach Alka to suck. Will you?"

"I will teach Alka to suck your finger," Rekha whispered.

"Tell me again Bhabhi."

"Okay I will teach Alka to suck your finger."

"Say it again Bhabhi but cut out the finger."

"Okay I will teach Alka to suck your ..... " she trailed off.

"Bhabhi say it again. You know what I want to hear, don't you?"

"I feel stupid playing these juvenile games."

"Please Bhabhi. You are not sucking me off. You are just telling me what you will teach Alka. Please seriously tell me Bhabhi."

"Okay I will tell you what you want to hear. Now tell me what I should say."

"That you will suck me off and teach Alka how to suck me. That's all you have to tell. You can say that much can't you? But you have to say it sexily."

"I will suck you off and teach Alka how to suck you off."

Rekha's voice was horass and almost like a whisper.

"Bhabhi say that again please."

Rekha found herself getting excited. She was leaking like a broken hose between her legs.

She turned back and looked at Chintu in his eyes and whispered, "Do you want me to suck you off and then ask Alka also to suck you off and teach her how to suck you off?"

"Is that sexy enough for you?" Rekha asked him.

"Please Bhabhi say that again," Chintu said pushing his hard cock against her ass and tweaking her nipples.

"Shall I suck you and then tell Alka how to suck you?" Rekha whispered to Chintu.

"Shall I kiss you Bhabhi?" Alka asked Rekha impatiently.

"I don't know," Rekha said absent mindedly looking at his hands which were squeezing her breasts.

He wanted to see her breasts but was afraid of making her get up and change her mind. Having come this far he knew that she would let him remove her panty soon.

Alka had earlier confided in him that she had found her Bhabhi very sexy and felt attracted to her. But she did not know if she could kiss her and do more. She was uncertain she said. He found the idea of the two of them making love very exciting.

There was an element of taboo between them. He found the idea of Alka and her brother making love to the same woman very exciting. And it was every man's dream cum fantasy to make love to two females at the same time.

"Let us try kissing Bhabhi," Alka said and reached to Rekha.

Rekha was hesitant at first. But when Alka brought her lips close to hers and parted them lightly, she sealed her lips with her own. Shivers ran down her spine as they made contact. It was a clumsy kiss at first. Rekha took the initiative and kissed her hard.

Alka pulled her lips back and said, "Teach me how to suck the tongue Bhabhi."

She thrust her tongue at Rekha's lips. She opened her lips and made way for Alka to push it in her mouth. As soon as Alka's tongue was inside her mouth, Rekha closed her lips on her tongue and sucked it like it was a flaccid cock. Alka had never experienced anything like it before. She had never imagined that her tongue could give her so much of pleasure. Despite herself she could not help putting her arms around Rekha. She responded by sucking on her tongue even harder. Alka thrust her tongue even inside Rekha's mouth.

Chintu slowly made Rekha stand up. She was like a zombie. On the one hand Chintu was rubbing his rock hard cock against her ass, kissing her cheeks and also squeezing her breasts and simultaneously tweaking her nipples. On the other hand Alka had thrust her tongue deep inside her mouth which she was sucking. Alka had in the past few seconds after overcoming her initial hesitation, wound her arms around Rekha and was hugging her slightly. Alka's firm breasts were pressed against her own hard breasts. She looked down at her flattened breasts. Both Alka and Rekha were both bare down to their waists. Alka however still had her skirt on. Suddenly Rekha wanted to feel Alka's body all over her own body without any other obstruction between them. Rekha could not remember a time when she had felt so much horny as she was feeling now.

She stood up and was immediately supported by Alka. Chintu came around to Alka and as if he read her mind and reached for Alka's skirt. He fumbled at her waist band and undid the hook. She wriggled herself free and lifted one leg after another and got herself free of the unwanted skirt. Now all the three of them were clad only in their panties and undies. Rekha looked down and saw three pair of healthy legs. She found Alka's thighs especially sexy. Her thighs were a plumper than Rekha's own.

Alka was a few inches taller than Rekha. That made her legs longer than her own. But what Rekha found irresistible was the sheer plumpness. She opened her thighs and pried open Alka's legs with her right knee. After few seconds Alka opened her thighs wide. Rekha pushed her leg between her sister in law's thighs and marveled at the warmth of the ample flesh. Alka wound her arms around Rekha's torso and hugged her hesitantly at first and then strongly. Rekha responded by putting her arms around Alka and pulled her close. Rekha felt Alka's warm plump thighs against her own thighs and rubbed them gently against the comforting flesh.

"Bhabhi," was all that Alka managed to say when she pulled her lips away, coming up for breath.

Rekha's leg was soon trapped by Alka's strong legs. Soon it was pressed by her sister in law's thighs. The contact of flesh against flesh was beyond any comparison. Alka enclosed Rekha's thighs between her own and let her crotch rub against Rekha's thighs. It looked like Alka was rubbing the front of her panties against an invisible cock on Rekha's thighs.

Chintu had by then come and was standing besides them both.

They again locked their lips in a kiss and were lost to the world. Rekha managed to look at Alka's eyes as their lips were sealed. Alka's eyes shone with sheer lust. Rekha pulled her hands away from her young sister in law's back and took her face in her hands holding each cheek in her palm.

She pulled her lips away and said, "Alka now suck my tongue," and closed her lips on the younger girl's lips.

As their lips met she thrust her tongue inside her partner's mouth. Alka immediately opened her mouth and grasped Rekha's tongue between her fleshy red lips. Alka's lips were reddish and now even redder than the usual colour. She sucked Rekha's tongue as she had done to her own tongue a little earlier.

"It was time to teach Alka to kiss like an adult," Rekha thought.

She took Alka's face in both her palms, bent it back and thrust her tongue even deeper. She let her tongue explore Alka's mouth. She rubbed the tip of her tongue on the ridges of Alka's palate behind her teeth. Rekha tried to push it even deeper and touch the soft palate of Alka's mouth. She had never even imagined that this was possible and that people actually did such things. Alka lost control of the troublesome intruder who was roaming all over inside her mouth. But slowly learn to suck it even as it explored her mouth. It was pleasure unimaginable. Alka sucked the tongue that had been inserted in her mouth. Rekha felt Alka's lips on her tongue. She withdrew her tongue slightly and then pushed it back inside. She mimicked he actions of a cock being sucked by a pair of lips.

"That's why they spend so much of time kissing each other in English blue movies instead of rushing to bed and starting the actual act," Alka thought.

Chintu inserted his left hand between their bodies and felt their breasts. Unsure of what to do next, he wound his arms around both of them and kissed their cheeks as they both kissed each other's lips. He then put his tongue out and let it run on their lips which were sealed against each other's lips.

He could not imagine how lucky he had become in the past few days. Here he was letting his tongue dance on the two pairs of lips which were kissing. They were sisters in law to boot it.

Alka pulled her lips away from Rekha's lips and rolled her eyes in bewilderment.

"I would never have believed it if someone had told me a few days back that kissing could be so pleasurable," she said.

After a few seconds she said, "Bhabhi now kiss Chintu."

Rekha went immediately to Chintu's open arms. His arms immediately wound around her back. She too immediately wound her arms around him in a tight embrace. Alka marvelled at the sight of the two bare bodies being entwined. Chintu sensed that she no longer was hesitant. Her demeanour had changed suddenly. He rubbed his cock against her pubis. She did not respond either way. He was glad that she no longer was defensive. But having come this far he did not want to waste his progress by making some rash move.

"Kiss him like we kissed Bhabhi," Alka said almost whispering.

Now she was confident and felt so horny all over.

"Put your tongue inside Bhabhi's mouth Chintu. Bhabhi you suck it like you are sucking his cock," she whispered.

Rekha felt even hornier listening to the dirty talk by Alka. As if taking the cue from her, Chintu thrust his tongue into her open mouth. She closed her lips and grabbed his tongue between her lips. Chintu felt as if all his nerves had suddenly been transferred from his cock knob to the tip of his tongue.

He was no novice to kissing as Alka was. He and his girlfriend Mala had spent hours kissing each other. But the way Rekha kissed was entirely different. She sucked his tongue as if it was his cock.

She immediately realized that he could kiss her back. He slowly withdrew her tongue. Her tongue followed his own and was inside his mouth exploring its every nook and corner.

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Chapter 08

His cock slowly increased the pressure on her cunt covered by the panties. He put his hands on her ass cheeks and pressed her body against his. She let herself be manipulated like a lump of putty.

He was slow in the beginning but soon gave way to her lust.

Alka stood next to them and let her hand slip between their bodies. It felt like the two bodies had stuck together like two ice block stuck together.

Alka pushed her hand between the two bodies. She wanted to feel Chintu's cock. She knew that he would be close to cumming any time now. But when she found that Rekha's crotch pushing against his cock, she suddenly felt an urge to feel her cunt. She let her palm rub Rekha's pubic bone. She felt the vast expanse on her abdomen. She felt the navel and let her finger slip inside the rather deep navel of her sexy sister in law.

She hesitated for a final pause. She recalled the urgency with which Rekha had sucked her tongue and also explored the insides of her mouth. She realized that she had also enjoyed the sensation of sucking and being sucked by Rekha. There was no doubt that they both felt attracted to each other. She felt a thrill knowing that later that night her own brother would also explore Rekha's cunt as she wanted to do just now.

Rekha concentrated on the pleasure. She was being subjected to pleasures which she had never experienced. Even though they had not yet had any sex till now, she knew that the experience she was undergoing was more than having actual sex. She felt Alka's hand on her pelvis. Already Chintu's cock was torturing her by rubbing against her cunt. This was an added pleasure. She hoped that Alka would have the sense to strip her and Chintu completely. She would of course make the necessary protests and yield later.

Alka's hand came to rest on the spot where the assaulting crotches met. She took her hand inside Chintu's undie. Rekha saw the silhouette of her hand moving around inside his undie. She wished that Alka would take her hand and insert it inside Chintu's undie instead of Alka's hand. She pulled her crotch back to give Alka's hand the freedom to move around.

"Does your cock want to be free Chintu?" Alka asked him squeezing his cock.

Chintu was silent.

"Tell me does your cock want to be free and feel Bhabhi's cunt?"

"Why are you asking me? Ask it," Chintu said almost in a whisper.

"Shall I ask it Bhabhi?" Alka asked Rekha.

"It’s not mine. Why do you ask me?" smiled Rekha. Not content with having her hand inside, Alka pushed the undie down. Rekha stared at Chintu's crotch wide eyed. She was afraid of even blinking lest she miss sight of Chintu's massive tool. As Alka pulled the undie down, the cock came into view.

It was longer than any of the cocks she had seen. And it was very thick. The girth of Chintu's cock was as big as a baby's wrist. She shuddered at the thought of the cock being inserted in her cunt.

"My poor baby," Alka said as it sprang free.

Rekha's husband considered sex as a duty to perform.

Although he was very passionate in the early days of their marriage, the physical attraction seemed to wear off. She was hesitant to goad him into sex. He was happy when he attained orgasm because it signalled the end to sex for that evening. He made no effort to delay the orgasm, not that he would have been successful at that.

"You agreed to teach me to suck Bhabhi," Alka reminded her holding Chintu's cock in her hand.

Having seen the cock she did not have the mind to deny that she had agreed. She kept silent.

"Chintu get rid of the undie now," Alka said softly.

Chintu drew away from Rekha and waited for Alka to slide the undie down his legs.

Alka pulled Chintu's undie down. Alka had already pulled Chintu's cock over the elastic. It was free and stood straight inclined up. Now Rekha had an unobstructed view of Chintu's cock. She had never seen such a thick cock and of such girth.

Luckily Alka had declared that she would not lose her virginity before marriage. She would do anything after her marriage, she had told Alka. Lucky Alka, Rekha thought as she looked at the cock. Had she not taken the resolve to stay a virgin till her marriage, she would have a lot of difficulty in pretending to be a virgin on her first night, she thought. If only her useless husband had such a cock, she would fuck him to exhaustion every day.

Alka was now kneeling down and had Chintu's cock in her hand. She was examining it with the curiosity of a child examining a new toy. Chintu saw Rekha intently looking at his cock. One look at her expression and he knew that she liked what she saw.

"Do you like it Bhabhi?" he asked her.

"What is there to like or dislike? It is like any other............" she trailed off smiling.

"Like any other what Bhabhi?" he asked her.

"That monstrous thing," she said pointing to the cock encased in Alka's fist.

"Do I come anywhere near your boyfriend's size Bhabhi?"

"Why do you keep asking about my boyfriends? Why don't you leave them alone?" Rekha asked him in mock disgust.

"Then tell me. I won't ask again."

"That looks horrendous," Rekha said looking at his cock.

"Come on Bhabhi. Don't tell me that you have not seen a cock as big as this," Chintu said taking it in his hand and lifting it up.

"It is big," Rekha said softly. "What God forgot to give you here he has given you here," Rekha said patting his head and pointing her chin towards his cock..

"Is it really that big?" Chintu asked her.

All of them were looking at his cock. Alka took the cock from his hand and took it in her fingers. She slowly peeled the foreskin, rolling it back, exposing the red knob

"I don't know. Mala always told me that it is huge and that it hurts her jaw when she sucks it. Do you also think so?" he asked her as he reached out and took her breasts in his hands.

"Do I think what?" she asked him momentarily taking his eyes off his cock.

"It is just a hypothetical question," he said squeezing her breasts.

"What is the hypothetical question?" she asked him smiling.

She knew what he had asked her but pretended to be confused.

"Do you think the jaws would hurt if it is sucked?"

"I don't know. It depends on the person."

"Do you think your jaws would hurt if you sucked it?" Chintu asked her pulling both her nipples.

"I told you not to do that." she said looking at his hands on her nipples.

"I am sorry you told me not to be harsh on your nipples. Do your nipples hurt now?" he asked slightly touching her erect nipples.

"Yes they hurt."

"What hurts Bhabhi?" he asked her pushing the nipples in, watching them sink in and then appear again when he took his finger from the nipple.

She shifted her gaze down to her nipples. It excited her to talk dirty. They were not exactly talking dirty but it is not every day that you talk about your nipples with a male.

"My nipples hurt when you are rough with them. I told you that you should learn to love a woman's sensitive parts, especially the nipples.”

"What else is sensitive in your body Bhabhi?" he asked her taking both her nipples in between his thumb and index finger. He was not pinching or pulling it. He just pressed it between his fingers and saw the way it flattened against his fingers and then regain the original shape.

"Is it longer than what it was some time ago?" he asked her.

"It is not like that. It does not grow when you get excited like you get excited," Rekha said looking at her nipples as he played with them.

"I know that the nipples don't get longer like mine does but they get hard, don't they? Are you excited Bhabhi?" he asked her as he held the breasts in his hand and used his index finger to move both the nipples.

He pushed it around and then rotated it around the tip of the breast. Rekha was looking at his hands as if he was playing with someone else's body.

"I don't know if I am excited."

Alka who had till then remained silent holding his cock in her hand intervened.

"Just look at her panties in the front. It looks like she has peed all over it," she said running her palm over Rekha's panty front.

"Let me see," Chintu said reaching for the crotch of her panty.

"No," Rekha said trying to wriggle herself free.

But Chintu had put his palm over the front of her panty.

"Please Chintu don't embarrass me that way. I beg you both," she said.

Chintu saw that she was genuinely embarrassed. It was different to be wet there and every one pretending not to have noticed it. But when you are closely examined it was so humiliating to have the front of the panties soaked by your vaginal secretion. Immediately Chintu let go of Rekha and looked at Alka signaling her to let go of her. Alka also let go of her.

"I don't know about you Bhabhi but I am so horny and I am all excited," Alka said taking Chintu's cock in her fist.

"It is natural for everyone to be excited," Rekha said being relieved that they had let go of her.

"Does this hurt Bhabhi?" Chintu asked pushing the nipple up and watching it regain the original position..

"Why are you so besotted by them?"

"I don't know Bhabhi. Is it natural? I mean does everyone do this when you let them touch your nipples?"

"You make it sound like I am a cheap woman who lets everyone play with my nipples," Rekha said pretending to be hurt.

"I didn't mean it that way Bhabhi. What I meant was that do people find attracted to your nipple like I am now? And you agreed that you had more than one boyfriend by not denying that you had some boyfriends on more than one occasion Bhabhi. If you are hurt by what I said I am really sorry Bhabhi."

"No I am no hurt at all. I just was pulling your legs," Rekha said ruffling his hair with her palm.

Chintu seemed pleased with that.

"Why don't you pull what is in between my legs instead of pulling my legs?" Chintu asked taking his cock in his hand over Alka's fist.

"Shut up shameless fellow," Rekha said hitting him on the head.

"Here let me show you something," Rekha said.

"What you going to show Bhabhi?" Alka asked her. "Don't tell me you are going to teach me how to suck his thing Bhabhi?"

Alka asked pulling his cock to her cheek and cuddling it on her cheek.

"No stupid. Don't distract me," Rekha said to Alka. "Now take your hands off his thing," Rekha said.

"Okay," Alka said giving his hard cock a push.

"Now close your eyes Chintu."

"Okay," Chintu said closing his eyes.

Rekha put her hand on his chest tracing her fingers over his chest around his nipples. Chintu suddenly felt very sensitive all over his chest. Rekha drew circles over his chest around his left nipple and then over the right nipple. The circles kept becoming smaller and smaller till they just traced the nipples. He enjoyed the sensation as she brought her finger from near his nipples to the tip of his nipple. She strummed it as if it was a guitar string. Chintu felt waves of pleasure emanating from the nipples as she played with both his nipples.

Alka who had till then been sitting down holding his cock in her fist stood up and joined Rekha. She was also fascinated by the expression on Chintu's face. Rekha was a goddess of love and there were many things to be learnt from her, she concluded. Chintu;'s face became contorted. Alka knew that it was from joy. Rekha now pinched his nipples, slowly at first and then hard. She held his nipples in her fingers and pulled them.

"Bhabhi," Chintu whispered as she kept pulling it and pinching it. "I am not able to control myself Bhabhi," Chintu said as he opened his eyes.

"What do you mean by that Chintu? Don't tell me that you are going to fuck her now," Alka said softly. Probably she was testing to see if she could talk dirty.

"Not right now, but I just want to take her in my arms," Chintu said as he took Rekha in his arms and hugged her. His cock poked at the front of her panty. He did not aim it at any particular place. As she was somewhat shorter than him it poked against her tummy. He bent his knees as he let it slide from her tummy to her pubis. He let it linger there cuddling against her soft flesh of her pubic region.

He slowly turned her around still holding her. He stood with his cock poking her ass cheeks. He reached around her front and held her breasts in both her hands. He squeezed them nearly crushing them wildly and said, "You only said not to pinch or pull your nipples. I hope this does not hurt you."

Rekha remained silent.

"Bhabhi will you tell me something if I ask you?" Chintu asked Rekha rubbing his cock against her fleshy ass cheeks.

"Depends on what you ask me," Rekha replied watching his hands on her breasts.

"No I will ask you only if you promise to answer me."

"Okay I will answer you." Then Rekha hastened to add, "It better not be about my boyfriends. I am not supposed to have had any boyfriends. At least you can’t expect me to confess having had any boyfriends when my sweet sister in law is around. What if she tells her brother?" Rekha asked turning her face around and looking at him.

He was still holding her with her back towards him.

"Does it hurt when I do this Bhabhi?" Chintu asked softly pushing his cock between her ass cheeks.

Rekha simply said, "No."

"Now getting back to what I was asking you, now tell me how old were you when you had this done to you?” Chintu asked squeezing her breasts hard. "I will tell Alka not to tell your husband that you had boyfriends before marriage."

"What if she tells my husband?"

"She won't tell anything to him, will you Alka?" Chintu asked Alka in a mock threatening voice.

"No. I beg you not to tell him. Better still don't do anything to me," Alka begged Chintu smiling all the time.

"If you tell her husband then I will fuck you and tell your future husband. Don't forget this."

"I won't tell him," Alka said putting her palm on his head.

"Now tell us how old were you when someone squeezed your boobs?" Chintu asked Rekha squeezing her breasts.

"May be 14 or 15," Rekha had turned her head around and faced him.

"How big were they then? They could not have been this big," he said lifting her breasts in his palms as if he was weighing them.

"I told you I was just 14 or 15. How could they be this big?"

Rekha hit his head. "You really are a stupid guy."

"I never felt the boobs of a girl of 14 or 15. How am I to know how big boobs a girl of 15 has? How big were they?"

"I had just started putting on flesh on my chest then. I was just 14 then I think. How old was your girlfriend Mala when you trapped her?" Rekha asked him ruffling his hair.

In doing so she lifted her left arm and put it on his head. She had a small stubble of hair in her armpits. It was a very small growth of not longer than a few millimetres. You could only see it if you examined it closely. Otherwise the skin there was a shade darker because of the hair growth. Chintu saw that and put his palm over it. Chintu ran his finger against the hair growth and felt the stubble.

"It tickles," Rekha said as he ran his palm over her armpit.

It was damp there but not really sticky or wet. Suddenly Chintu felt very excited feeling her there.

"I told you it tickles when you touch me there," Rekha said softly turning and facing him.

"Bhabhi put the other arm also up please," Chintu said whispering in her ears.

"You have stopped listening me since yesterday," she said lifting her other arm also and putting it around his neck.

She locked her fingers around his neck below the back of his head.

"Thanks Bhabhi," he said running his hands over her chest and fondling her breasts lifting them and then slowly running his hands near her armpits.

He waited for her response and when he found none, he ran his palms over her damp skin of the armpits.

Rekha sucked her breath in and stiffened. Chintu felt her ass involuntarily being pushed back against his cock.

"How many days is it since you shaved here Bhabhi?" he asked her running his palm over her skin in both the armpits.

He ran his fingers both in the direction of the growth of the hair and then against the growth. When he did the latter, he could feel the hairs as they stood up even though the growth was just hardly visible. It is like when you run your fingers on your cheek down and you can’t sense the growth and then when you run the fingers against the growth you can feel the hairs, he thought.

Rekha felt a sensation she had never experienced. She liked the way Chintu worshiped every part of her body from her nipples down to her ass crack and now her armpits. When his hand accidentally touched her sphincter when he ran finger explored the ass crack, she had shivered at the strange sensation. Now she felt the same sensation as he felt her armpits. He was dirty in a nice way and he loved to touch her parts which her other boyfriends had never dared to touch.

"I told you I don't normally shave. I use hair removers,"

Rekha said softly facing him. "Don't you remember Alka asking me if she would become leathery if she used hair remover?"

"Yes. Now I remember. You said that you have been using hair remover for a long time and that your skin there has not become leathery. You also told her that when you shave your pubic area you hold the skin there tight and use the razor with your free hand."

Chintu repeated what she had said, faithfully.

"I am impressed. Do you also remember your lessons so well?" Rekha asked him.

"No way. When you told me the details I could not help visualizing in my mind you shaving your pubic region. That's why I remember it so vividly."

"Dirty pervert fellow," she said pouting her sexy lips at him.

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Chapter 09

She remained facing him. Her lips were parted slightly. She stuck her tongue out and licked her lips. She then moved her tongue between her lips from one side of her mouth to the other. She repeated the action many times letting him admire the lips.

"There are many things in my mind which you will be shocked if you read my mind," Chintu said putting his lips on her neck. As she had done earlier, she made it easy for him to kiss her neck. He let his lips linger all over her neck and then rested them behind her ears. He stuck his tongue out into her ear. He licked all over the outer ear and then stuck his tongue inside as if he was trying to shove his tongue inside her orifice of the ear. No one had done that to Rekha before.

"Let us make Bhabhi a sandwich Alka" Chintu winked at Alka. The ever willing Alka came forward facing Rekha and put her arms around Chintu. As Rekha had her arms raised and around Chintu's head, Alka had a clear view of her Bhabhi's armpits. Chintu was fondling her armpits. Rekha's breasts were raised because of the way she had her arms around Chintu.

"Hold me tight Alka. I won't break and come apart," Chintu said

Alka took the hint and hugged Rekha. Their breasts were flattened against each other. Both the women had retained their panties.

Alka tried to hug Chintu and gave up saying, "It is very uncomfortable."

"Let me show you," Chintu said and put his arms around Alka over Rekha.

He could hardly reach around her but just managed to. Rekha had turned away from him now. Chintu signalled to Alka to hug her tightly.

"Come closer Alka," he whispered in Rekha's ears. Rekha understood that he wanted to see Alka and Rekha hugging and probably making love. The thought excited her.

"Why not try it?" she thought to herself.

Chintu put his hand between their pubis.

"Let me feel your panties Alka," he said and put his hand on the front of Alka's panty.

He felt Alka's front with the back of his palm. As the two bodies were joined together, he naturally felt Rekha's fleshy pubic region. He was hesitant at first as his hand touched both Rekha's and Alka's pubes.

He locked his gaze with Rekha and said, "Bhabhi her thing is fleshy."

"Why are you telling me?" she asked him.

He slowly felt Rekha's camel toe on the pretext of feeling Alka's thing.

"Is it a cotton panty Alka?" he asked letting the fingers linger slowly over Rekha's panty.

"Yes," Alka said.

"It feels so smooth," he said moving the back of his fingers on the crack of her cunt.

"It’s not my pantie you want to feel, right?" Alka asked as she pushed against the back of his hand.

"You must really be horny from the way you are pushing against my hand," Chintu said.

"Yes. I don't know about Bhabhi. But I am just pouring like a leaky tap there," she said pointing to her crotch.

Having established that he is only feeling Alka's cunt and that she is pushing against his hand, he felt free to proceed feeling Rekha's cunt.

"Did your first boyfriend bare your boobs or were they covered when you let him feel them Bhabhi?" Chintu asked pushing his cock against her ass.

"They were covered," Rekha said as she felt his cock against her ass.

"Didn't he try to put his hands inside your top? What were you wearing then Bhabhi?"

"A tee shirt."

"Bra?"

"I had not started wearing one. I had a chemise on. A short one like a slip that comes to your navel."

"Did you let him put his hand inside?"

"I don't remember the details. It happened so long back."

"Did you have hair here?" he asked her patting her crotch.

"I started sprouting hair then. It was a very sparse growth. Why are you asking me in such details? It’s all so embarrassing."

"I want to imagine you getting fondled by that lucky guy." Chintu started kissing her neck again and after some time he let his lips trail down to the ball of her shoulder. His hand was slowly increasing the pressure on the front of her panties. His other hand came up and caught her chin and turned he face back. He kissed her cheek. This time he did not kiss her haltingly as he had done earlier. He let his lips sink on her plump fleshy cheek. He stuck his tongue out and licked her cheek.

"Chee chee what are you doing?" Rekha asked.

"Don't you know? I am licking your cheek imaging it to be some other part of your body. Actually I want to lick you all over, everywhere."

"There are some parts of a woman's body which men find dirty," Rekha said tightening the grip on his neck and pulling his face closer.

"Let me lick you all over sometime Bhabhi. I promise you I won't leave any part of you as dirty. Why don't you let me do it now Bhabhi?"

"You should really be asking Alka those things. I am sure she is jealous of the attention I am getting. Isn't it Alka?"

"No Bhabhi. I am not just telling you for a formality. I am glad that you are such a nice Bhabhi. Had it not been for Chintu, we would not have discovered each other the way we have now," Alka said kissing Rekha's other cheek.

She had intended it to be a friendly kiss showing her gratitude but she kept her lips on the cheek. Rekha soon found herself being kissed by both Alka and Chintu. This was totally a new experience for Rekha. Not only was she being kissed by two persons at the same time but one was a girl and that too her husband's own sister. She found the element of taboo adding to the thrill.

"Kiss Bhabhi properly like you did some time ago Alka," Chintu told her.

Without waiting for an answer from Rekha, Alka put her lips on Rekha's lips and kissed her. Chintu drew his lips from her cheek and slid it down till it came to rest on Rekha's shoulder. Alka meanwhile had stuck her tongue at her Bhabhi's lip. Rekha opened her lips and let her sister in law push her tongue inside her mouth. She immediately closed her lips over the tongue and sucked it. There was no sign of hesitation now in both their minds.

Earlier when Rekha had shown Alka how to kiss, she had broken the kiss after some time. Alka had then put her arms around Rekha rather hesitantly. No doubt Rekha had taken Alka's face in her palms and kissed her sucking her tongue and all that. But she had broken the kiss and let her kiss Chintu. Moreover they had not hugged each other passionately like boys and girls do when they kiss and make out. But now Alka was in no hurry. Rekha wound her arms around Alka and hugged her as she let her young sister in law do all the kissing. Chintu meanwhile let his lips trace her skin all over the shoulder and then her side. Rekha thought that he was going to kiss her breasts. He had been fondling them for a long time and been playing with her nipples. But instead, Chintu let his lips remain on her side and touched her armpit again. She was no longer damp there as she had kept her arms raised for some time earlier. He brought his lips to her armpit. She thought that he would go on and kiss her breasts. But they stopped at her armpit. It was the kinkiest thing anybody had done to her till now. Chintu was proving to be better than all her boyfriends rolled into one.

It was a clumsy affair kissing her armpit when she had her arms around Alka. Chintu quietly pushed them up. Alka saw what he was trying to do. She looked at Chintu.

"Alka you hold Bhabhi," he said.

Alka immediately wound her arms around Rekha.

"She won't break if you hold her tighter, will you Bhabhi?"

"No," Rekha said laughing.

The two women continued to kiss as Chintu pushed Rekha's arms up. She wound them around his neck as she had done earlier. She now knew that Chintu was going to kiss her armpits. Chintu put his cheeks against Rekha's raised under arm just above her armpit. It felt unusually soft and smooth. The skin was very fair. He shifted his lips down to her armpit. "Alka is a horny bitch Bhabhi. She is all wet in there," Chintu said touching the front of her panty. "And she is pushing her wet thing on my hand," Chintu whispered in Rekha's ears. Rekha had never even in her wildest dreams imagined that she would do something like this. Alka was hugging and kissing her while Chintu was kissing her armpit, feeling her cunt over the panties and at the same time rubbing his cock on her plump ass cheeks. The panty back had long ago been tucked between her ass cheeks. His cock was bare and it was rubbing all over her bare ass. Her head was about to explode in waves of ecstasy.

His hands were busy "feeling Alka's pubic region" as he had declared to her.

"Have you seen a bigger cock than this Bhabhi?" Alka asked breaking the kiss and then resuming it.

When Rekha remained silent, Alka asked her again, "Have you seen a cock as big as Chintu's?"

Rekha did not break the kiss and she merely said, "Hmmmm....."

Chintu increased the pressure on Rekha's cunt over the panty. "I don't feel any frogs inside your panty Bhabhi," he said. Rekha simply ruffled his hair and continued to kiss Alka. Chintu was emboldened by Rekha's response. He pulled the elastic of her panty in the rear and released it. He did that a few times. When Rekha did not say anything, he pushed the back of her panties aside exposing the cleft between the cheeks of her ass. Rekha could feel Chintu adjusting his cock in the valley between the ass cheeks.

She felt the cock head slippery and wet against her ass cheeks. Probably it was the precum. He had not cum yet though he had been playing with them for God knows how long. It felt warm, actually very warm and slightly hot. She had almost forgotten the feel of a cock. Her husband's cock was just a part of his body like his arms or legs.

She had stopped feeling hot and desirous after a few months of marriage with his mechanical way of love making, devoid of any serious foreplay. And Rekha just loved foreplay. She had in her college days spent hours just letting the guys fondle her breasts and ass and then make them beg to feel he cunt. She had discovered the power she held over men in return for sexual favours very early in her life when she would let her neighbours look at her bare sprouting breasts and masturbate. Her specialty was teasing the boys to near insanity and beg her and she would condescend as if she had no other way but to let them have their way. This way she managed to retain a rather large following of admirers.

Chintu was now beyond caring what she would think but he was very careful. He did not want to kill the goose that lays golden eggs. He was proceeding cautiously and Rekha loved teasing him.

"I said I don't feel any frogs here Bhabhi," he said boldly feeling the front of her panties.

"May be the frog jumped out," she said breaking the kiss briefly and then resuming it.

"Let me see inside if it is there," he said pulling the elastic of the waistband in the front.

He managed to have a glimpse of the smooth area of her cunt. Rekha playfully hit his hand with her knuckles.

"Ouch," he screamed softly exaggerating the pain.

Alka was also enjoying the kiss. She had nearly forgotten Chintu and was busy kissing her sister in law. It felt wicked knowing that her brother also kissed her. It felt so wicked in a nice way. Her tongue was deep inside Rekha's mouth and exploring the nook and corner of the mouth. She was awakened from her own world when she heard Chintu speak.

"Why don't we get rid of our panties Bhabhi?" she asked. "Phir hum nangaa naachenge," Alka said winking at Rekha.

"You both do it. My legs hurt like hell," Rekha said trying to break free from Chintu.

"Lets all go and sit in the bed,"Alka suggested.

"No, not today," Rekha freed herself.

But Chintu was in no mood to listen to Rekha. He stood facing Rekha now.

"Bhabhi why don't you teach me to kiss?" he asked and without waiting for a reply went ahead and put his arms around Rekha. She let herself be manipulated into his arms. She was bored getting rubbed with his cock on her ass. She was ready for a frontal assault now. But she did not like the idea of monopolizing Chintu all the time. There was enough time or her husband to return. She wanted Alka also to enjoy. Otherwise she was afraid that Alka would manipulate and get him to meet her somewhere else.

"It’s not fair for Alka. You both get together for some time now," she said as she unwound her arms and pushed Alka into his arms.

"Lets make him a sandwich like you said," Rekha said as she went behind him and hugged him.

Chintu felt Rekha's bare breasts on his back. Her nipples were hard and poking against his skin.

"Take off your panties Alka," he whispered hoarsely to Alka. She pushed the panties down over her thighs and stepped away from them. She had some hair on her cunt. They were glistening and stuck to her cunt. She was very wet all over. Chintu put his hand over her protruding pubis and felt it.

"Hmmmmmmm........"she whispered and pushed her crotch against his hands.

"Has anyone felt you there Alka?" Rekha asked her as she hugged Chintu.

"One guy has done that. He knows him," Alka said her eyes half closed.

Chintu ran his hands over the hairs from up to down. Then he ran his hands against the growth. Now he could feel the hairs. Alka's pubic hair was more straight than curly. It was not a thick growth. The hairs were thin and felt soft like a baby's hair on the head. But it was short. May be just under a centimetre. Chintu playfully pulled a bunch of hairs. Alka gave a yelp and hit his head.

She put her hands over his balls and gave it a slight pressure saying, "I will crush them if you do that again."

"It’s all wet and messy," she said withdrawing her hand.

"So is your cunt," he said running his fingers over the slippery canal between the thick vaginal lips.

He had avoided looking at her cunt closely. He wanted to look at Alka's cunt. But before he could do anything she bent down and slowly knelt next before him. Her face was a feet away from his cock.

"It’s so thick and long. I pity the poor girl who would be getting married to you. It will tear the lips," she said closing her fist over the cock.

She hesitantly pushed the skin back exposing the red shiny knob. Rekha still hugged him from behind. She stuck her head from the side to admire the cock. Alka had meanwhile squeezed a few drops of precum and rubbed it over the sensitive knob. It was very slippery now with his precum dripping from the knob. Alka playfully put her finger on the sticky fluid. And pulled her finger away making the precum form a silky thin thread from the knob. It became thinner and still thinner till it broke. She did that a few times and looked up at Chintu. Rekha was looking at his cock.

"Bhabhi feel it and see how hard it is," Alka said pushing the cock up as if she was trying to give it to Rekha's hand. Alka pushed it towards his stomach and released it marvelling at the way it retained the hardness. She pushed it down as much as she could and released it watching it spring back its original position half pointing up. It seemed as if the younger girl was simply fascinated by the cock. She took it in between both her palms and started to roll it with them. By now Chintu's cock was hard and very long.

The foreskin no longer was able to cover it. It simply withdrew and disappeared, or so it seemed. Alka took the cock in her palm and rubbed it against her cheek and then slowly rolled it all over her face. She rubbed her face all over the cock, now the left cheek and then the other cheek and then the chin. Chintu was pushing his crotch forward and backwards as if he was fucking an invisible cunt. The sensation was spreading from the knob to all over his body. Alka used one hand to rub his cock and with the other hand held his balls. She slowly lifted it in her palm as if she was trying to see how heavy it was. The balls rested on her palm as she let her fingers fondle the back of the scrotum. He shuddered as Alka's fingers touched the base of his scrotum very close to his asshole. He wished that she would feel it but was not sure if he could ask her to do that.

"Feel my balls all over Alka," he said thrusting his crotch forward.

When her fingers touched the sensitive spot at the base of her scrotum he lurched forward. Alka soon saw the pattern and she let her fingers fondle the base. He was helplessly unsteady. Rekha was afraid that he would cum soon. Chintu wound his arms around Rekha who was behind him and felt her ass cheeks kneading them like dough. .

"Come to the side Bhabhi. I want to see these," he said putting his palms over her breasts.

"Only see them?" Rekha asked coquettishly.

Chintu caught her arm and pulled her close. Rekha came and stood next to the two youngsters and smiled.

"Don't let me distract what both of you are doing. Carry on what you are doing Alka," Rekha said.

Meanwhile Alka kept fondling his cock and balls. It kept jerking up as her fingers touched the base of his scrotum. Sensing that he lurched forward when her fingers touched him in the sensitive spot she repeated doing that. Alka felt the extension of his cock behind the scrotum. She pressed it hard. It also was as hard and thick as the cock outside.

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Chapter 10

Chintu put one hand on Rekha's breasts. Rekha looked down at his hands as they played with her breasts. He kneaded both the breasts and lifted them. Then he lifted both of them.

"Don't you get tired with them?" Rekha asked ruffling his hair fondly.

"I asked you earlier if your boyfriends ever got bored with them and you did not reply," Chintu said as he played with her breasts.

"You are very insistent," she said.

"Did they?" he asked again.

"You are implying that I had a dozen boyfriends."

"But you had more than one didn't you?" he asked tweaking her nipples.

"May be," she said.

"How many?"

"Stop questioning me like a suspicious husband."

"More than two?" Chintu asked.

"May be," Rekha replied smiling.

"Don't say may be. Tell me," Chintu insisted.

"What do you think?"

"I think that you may have had a number of admirers. But how many you let touch you is something you have to say."

"But why are you insisting that I tell you all the details?"

"It excites me to know that you had sex before marriage. Though I had guessed it some days ago I want to hear from you."

Meanwhile Alka who was busy with Chintu's cock asked her,

"Have you ever been done this by two people like this Bhabhi?"

"Not simultaneously," she replied pressing her hands on Chintu's hands as they played with her breasts.

"What do you mean?" Alka asked her.

"I meant that I have had this done by two people. But it was one after the other."

"You mean you let a guy do it and then you went and met another guy?" Chintu asked.

"No stupid. It s a long story. Don't expect me to narrate the incident to now. Just go ahead and do what you want to do now with that thing."

"You don't have to narrate the whole thing. Just tell us how it happened."

"My friend and I were supposed to meet our boyfriends in his house. But she could not make it."

"So," Chintu asked her unable to contain his curiosity.

"We were busy waiting for my friend to show up. Then she rang up and said that she could not come. She asked me to take care of both of them. When I asked her if she was crazy, she started yelling at me saying that the guy who was her boyfriend had taken the risk of calling us home. She said that he won't do it again if he went unhappy. She was crazy."

"So you let both them do it?" Chintu asked.

"There was no other way."

“Did you do it again?"

"Yes."

"Did your friend know?"

"Yes. She had strict parents and she could not come out as often as I could. We were not seriously involved with them so there is no question of any one of us being jealous"

"You were just getting fucked by the?" Alka asked.

"Mind your language Alka," Rekha said rattling her sister in law's head.

"Did you do it with the other guy also being present?" Chintu asked.

"No I think they were shy. But later they admitted that they peeped inside as we were doing it. Now don't waste any more time. I will subject myself to your questioning later."

"Bhabhi why don't you feel it?" Alka asked her as she was pumping her fist over his cock.

"Later," she replied looking at the red knobbed tip appearing and disappearing as Alka's fist moved fast over Chintu's monstrous cock.

"Alka why don't you kiss it?" Chintu asked her.

"It’s so sticky and messy," Alka said taking her fist away from his cock. Droplets of precum stuck to her palm and his cock and made a few threads as she pulled her hand away.

"So are all our things. It’s natural. Hai na Bhabhi?" Chintu asked her.

Its time she admitted that she was also horny Rekha thought.

Though it was understood, the two of them had not even mentioned that Rekha could be horny.

"Well, one has to be a saint not to be aroused by what is happening," she said.

"Are you very wet Bhabhi?" Alka asked her suddenly touching the front of her panty.

"Don't get diverted Alka. He asked you to do something," Rekha said.

"I have never done it before," Alka said contorting her face as if in disgust.

"There has to be a first time for everything," Rekha encouraged her.

Alka pressed the cock hard squeezing a few droplets of precum in the process. She pulled the foreskin back. She picked up her panty which was lying there and wiped it clean.

She wiped her fist dry and threw the panty down.

"Now it doesn't look messy," she said rubbing the cock on her face again. She slowly resumed rubbing it all over the face and cheeks. She hugged it with both her hands and pressed it to her cheek.

"Bhabhi just feel how hard and yet soft it feels," Alka said lifting the cock and showing it to Rekha.

"Later. You do what he wanted you to do now. Don't simply talk and waste the time."

"No Bhabhi just feel it," Alka insisted.

Chintu pushed her hand to his cock and said, "Bhabhi I have been dying for you to touch my cock since I first saw you," he whispered in her ears as if it was a secret.

"I told you I will touch it later. I won't go back on my words," she whispered back.

"Just touch it and tell me how it feels," he said as he pulled her hand to his cock.

She pretended to be unwilling to lay her hands on his cock. "Feed it to Alka and tell her how to suck my cock Bhabhi," he said pushing her hand to his cock.

Alka held it by the base and made it stand up and point to his stomach as if readying it for Rekha.

"Alka you fondle the back of my balls while Bhabhi gives it to you to kiss," Chintu said taking Alka's hand and guiding it to his balls.

He guided her hand to the sensitive part and laid her fingers very close to his rear opening. Alka had earlier sensed that he was very sensitive near his asshole. She hesitated at first but put her finger at the rim of his sphincter. She just let it rest there and fondled the balls. The sac had become taut and wrinkled and puckered at the sensation he was experiencing. The movement of her hands as she fondled his cock made her fingers feel his sensitive spot. It was just unimaginable.

"Alka if you do it properly I will also kiss you there. If you don't then that will be reserved only for my Bhabhi," Chintu said feeling Rekha's front of the panty.

"Is yours smooth like here Bhabhi?" he asked feeling the elastic of the waistline of the panty and letting his fingers touch the spot just above her pubis.

"Yes it’s somewhat like that," she replied.

"Absolutely hairless and smooth like this?" he asked feeling her smooth skin.

"Yes," she replied.

"I think I would love the way it feels when I run my tongue on a smooth surface. What do you say?" he asked her pushing his fingers inside the elastic.

"will you refuse if there was hair there?" Rekha asked him.

"What do you think?"

They both laughed.

"Is the elastic very tight?" he asked pushing his fingers in the elastic.

"Not tight and not loose. But it will become loose if you pull it often," she replied looking at the fingers.

"Why are you scared to feel my thing Bhabhi?"

"I am not scared. Why should I be scared?"

"How old were you when you first felt a cock Bhabhi?" Chintu asked.

"May be sixteen."

"Were you scared?"

Alka still kept fondling his balls and using the other hand to resume pumping his cock and listening to the conversation between them. Rekha showed no signs of touching his cock. Chintu didn't want to force her to do it.

"I was not scared but shy."

"How old was the guy?"

"Same age as me."

"Was it big or small?"

"How big will a sixteen old have?"

"Have what Bhabhi?"

"Don't start again Chintu?"

"How long was his cock Bhabhi?"

"May be five inches."

"Five inches when hard?"

"What?" she asked puzzled.

"When soft or hard?"

"It was five inches when hard."

"What was five inches when hard?"

"That," she pointed to his cock.

"It has a name. Tell me."

"Penis," she said softly.

"Do you like talking dirty when you do it?"

She was silent.

"Do you like to hear and talk words like cock cunt fuck and suck when you do it?"

"Yes," Rekha said softly..

"Then why don't you say it Bhabhi?"

"Bhabhi don't tell me that my brother uses such words."

"Not your brother Alka."

"Oh you mean your ex boyfriends used words like fuck suck when they fucked you?" Alka asked looking at Rekha for any signs of displeasure.

There were none.

But she replied, "Why do you have to make it sound so crude?"

"You just said that you liked to talk and hear words like them," Alka asked her. "Don't tell me that you find such talk disgusting."

"I didn't say that they sounded disgusting. Did I?"

"Then why are you hesitant now Bhabhi?"

"I am not hesitant. It doesn't come because you want to say or hear these words. When you are in the right mood the words just come out," Rekha explained.

"You are not in that mood now?" Chintu asked her smiling.

"Not really." she added softly saying, "Not yet."

"When will you get horny like I am now?" Alka asked.

"You will know when I get horny," Rekha smiled at Alka.

"Bhabhi you promised to teach Alka to suck mine didn't you?"

"I didn't. But you both extracted that promise from me unwittingly."

"A promise is a promise. You have to teach her how to suck mine. You can’t go back now."

"I never go back on my words."

"So you will teach Alka?" Chintu asked.

"Yes."

"You will teach Alka to suck?"

"Yes. I told you."

"You will teach Alka to suck my cock won't you?" She replied softly, "Yes."

"Show her how Bhabhi," Chintu said putting his forefinger on her lips. "Imagine that this finger is my cock."

He ran his finger over Rekha's lips. Her lips were fleshy, reddish and full.

"Bhabhi tell me what you will teach Alka."

"I will teach her what you told me to."

"I know but tell me what you will teach her."

"Okay I will tell you if you want to hear me say that."

"You know that I want to hear you tell that don't you?"

"I know you well by now. I will teach Alka to suck you as I promised."

"I don't want you to teach her to suck my toe or finger or even my tongue. Tell me what you will teach her to suck."

"I will teach her to suck that thing of yours."

"It has a name, Bhabhi."

She said very softy, like almost a whisper, "I will teach Alka to suck your cock."

"Will you teach her to do it well?"

"Yes, I will teach her to suck your cock well," she said again whispering in her ears.

"Alka did you hear what Bhabhi said?"

"No, I could not hear what she said," Alka said holding his cock in her fist.

"Alka, do you want me to teach you to suck Chintu's cock?" Rekha asked softly.

"Yes Bhabhi teach me how to suck his cock."

"I will teach you how to suck Chintu's cock."

"I could not hear well Bhabhi."

"Of course you heard me."

"No Bhabhi, I didn't hear you well."

"I will teach you how to suck that cock of Chintu's."

Chintu tried to push his finger between her lips.

"What are you doing?" Rekha asked him.

"Imagine that my finger is my cock. Suck on it Bhabhi," Chintu said.

"I feel stupid playing these games. I don't know why you insist on doing it," she reluctantly parted her lips or so she pretended.

"If you don't want to play such games, then take my cock between these sexy lips," Chintu said pulling her hand towards his cock.

She hit his head playfully; Slowly Rekha parted her lips more letting him push more of his finger in her mouth. Alka meanwhile had let go of his cock and stood next to them. When Chintu pushed his finger deep inside her mouth, she took her mouth away and said, "Don't shove it inside. The girl who is sucking your cock will suffocate to death or start puking. She will know how to take it inside slowly."

"Why don't you take the real thing Bhabhi?" Chintu asked her almost begging.

"Not now," she said firmly.

"Later?" he asked her.

She smiled parting her lips as his finger again touched her lips. "Seriously Bhabhi, will you suck my cock later?"

She didn't reply. She just continued to slide her lips forward and back on his finger. She swirled her tongue on the tip of his cock as she let her lips slide back and forth on the finger.

"Do you think you like the way I am sucking you?" she asked with his finger still in her mouth.

"I can feel your tongue on my cock Bhabhi. Believe me."

She slowly sucked more and more of his finger each time taking more of it in her mouth. She did not suck it mechanically in a repetitive manner. For some time she simply let her lips slide on the finger. After some time she sucked it like it was a feeding bottle, in the process making her cheeks make a dimple on each cheek. Chintu was simply fascinated by the way Rekha sucked his finger. His girlfriend Mala, no doubt liked sucking his cock. But she simply did not know the finer ways of enhancing his pleasure.

Not content with her performance, Rekha put her two fingers, the thumb and the fore finger at the base of his finger which was supposed to be his cock. She held it like she was holding his cock and she sucked the tip of his finger letting her two fingers slide up and down his finger simulating a shagging action. She capped the tip of his finger with her lips and swirled her tongue at the tip as if it was the knob of his cock. She licked the underside of his finger tip like she was doing his knob.

"Like the way you are being sucked Chintu?" She asked him incoherently unable to speak with his finger in her mouth. She was mimicking speaking with a cock in her mouth..

"Ask me if I like the way you are sucking my cock Bhabhi."

"Do you like the way I am sucking yours?"

"Cock."

"Do you like the way I am sucking your cock Chintu?" she asked haltingly.

"Bhabhi will you suck my cock now?"

"You asked me to teach Alka how to suck your cock and I am doing that now. Don't interrupt the class."

"My legs feel very weak Bhabhi. Let's go and sit down," he said drawing his finger from her mouth..

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Chapter 11

Without waiting for her answer he lifted her by the waist and in one jerk lifted her off her legs. Rekha understood his predicament. The pleasure was too much for him to bear. She wound her legs around his hip and grasped him with her legs. Chintu moved to the single seater sofa and sat down with Rekha sitting on his thighs. They took a few seconds to adjust and find a comfortable position. Rekha had her leg wide and put both her feet on the armrests on each side. There was a wide wet patch in the front of her panties. She did not care now.

Chintu's cock was between her thighs touching her panty but there was some gap between their crotches. As she sat down she had slid down a little. He pulled her up by holding her ass. She looked at his face and smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" he asked her pulling her close by her ass cheeks.

"Should I cry instead?"

He just hugged her tightly. His arms wound around her torso and hugged her. His arms went up as he hugged her and felt her head. She also wound her arms around him ruffling his hair.

"Kiss me Bhabhi," he whispered in her ears. She leaned forward offering him her lips. He slowly put his lips on hers and put his tongue on her lips licking them, first the upper lip and then the lower lip followed by a random licking.

"If there is something I do which is dirty according to you, then you will have to tell me," he said pausing licking her lips.

"There is nothing which is dirty Chintu," she said licking his lips back.

When she parted her lips slightly, he let his tongue slip between her lips on her pearly white flawless teeth. He pushed her upper lip with his one hand and let his tongue dance on her gums. They were the colour of coral. Her lips were also a dark reddish and lush. She drove her tongue in his mouth and repeated what he had done. She let her tongue in and explored the inside of his mouth. He tried to suck it. But he could not hold it because she did not let it rest it.

When she paused for breath he asked her softly holding her by his two hands, "Are you sure that there is nothing dirty when you are like this Bhabhi??"

"Yes, absolutely."

Alka stood next to them. She wanted a ringside view of what was happening. Rekha paused kissing and patted the empty slot on the armrest. Her feet were at the place where it was stuck to the back of the sofa. Alka sat on the armrest. She was fully nude she sat with her legs wide. She absentmindedly fingered her cunt as she watched them. Her cunt lips were thick and fat and they were dark with the patch of hair there. When she let her finger go between her cunt lips they opened slightly exposing the almost blood red pinkish slippery wet inside. It shone like it was very smooth. The other two resumed kissing as soon as Alka had sat down next to them.

"I will remember what you said about nothing being dirty in sex," he said as they kissed.

Chintu caressed her back as they kissed. In this position they were forced to sit very close to each other. As it was a low sofa his feet touched the floor because he had slid forward. Rekha had settled in the inclination made by his legs. Alka put her hand between them and touched his cock. Chintu put his hand behind Rekha and caught her by her ass. After initially feeling the ass he kneaded it. He slipped his hand inside the back of her panties. He squeezed it and then played with her plump ass cheeks as they kissed. He resumed feeling the crack between her full ass cheeks.

He became bolder after she had said that there was nothing dirty in sex. He put his fingers between the cheeks and felt her. She was somewhat damp there. He took each ass cheek in each hand and squeezed them. He pulled them aside parting them. He locked his gaze with her. She also looked at his eyes. Rekha's eyes were filled with unbridled lust. He looked at her and slowly let his finger run from the base of her back where the crack started and ran it all the way down. He could not feel her cunt because she was sitting and he reached from behind. The canal of the crack was smooth except the spot where the flesh formed a small tight ring. As he ran his fingers he let it slow down and he looked at her defiantly lingering at that exact spot. She felt her sphincter tighten as his finger felt the rim on the way up and again on the way back. This was being enacted by them unknown to Alka who thought that he was merely feeling her ass. She had managed to grasp his cock and put her fist around it.

They kissed very passionately. Suddenly Chintu broke the kiss and licked her cheek. Rekha neither protested nor did any of her usual nakhras. She looked at him and turned her cheek to make it easy for him to lick. Alka was dumbstruck at the display of pure lust being enacted before her eyes. They were doing things which she had never imagined normal people would do.

She had never seen people licking each other's face and even the inside of the mouth. She remembered what Rekha had said about nothing being dirty in sex. What else did Rekha have in mind when she said that? She had earlier let Chintu kiss and then suck her armpit and let him play with her ass for so long by running his fingers between the globes. What else could they do, she wondered.

May be she liked anal sex. The mere thought of her tiny ass hole being penetrated by that thick cock of Chintu made her scared. But then the advantage was that her future husband would never suspect that she had anal sex. But why should she let herself undergo that torture just to take a cock inside. Then she remembered the way Chintu had shuddered whenever she had felt his asshole. She had thought that he was very sensitive at the base of the scrotum. It was only later that she had discovered that he lunged forward when she felt the spot next to his asshole. If he was so sensitive there, then she herself would also may be able to enjoy it without arising any suspicion of her future husband. As an afterthought she hoped that her husband would be like somebody like Chintu who loved sex.

"Bhabhi feel my cock na please," Chintu pleaded. He took her fist and made contact with his cock. She still pretended to be reluctant. But after some hesitation she clutched his erect cock with her fist.

"It is huge," Rekha whispered. "Much bigger than what I had imagined."

"Bigger than all your boyfriends' cock Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"Mmmmmm........." Rekha trailed hardening her hold over his cock.

"Can you take his cock fully inside your mouth when you suck it Bhabhi?" Alka was curious.

"If you do something then you must do it properly," Rekha smiled.

Chintu sensed the grip tightening. He took her breasts in both his hands and lifted them as if he was weighing them.

"Have they become bigger Bhabhi? Do they get bigger when you get excited?" he asked her.

"You talk as if I am the first woman you are doing all this," Rekha said looking down at his cock as she held it.

"I have never had such free time with my girlfriend Mala. It is always either in the garage or some dark place. But now I am able to have some freedom."

"The boobs did not get bigger. The nipples get hard that's all," Rekha clarified.

"Let me see," he said taking the nipples in his fingers.

'They are hard, really hard," he said pulling it.

"I told you it hurts when you pull them," she said hitting his head with her free hand.

"I am sorry. Let me apologize to them," he said bending down and kissing her left nipple first followed by the right one. Rekha felt his lips on the sensitive tip where his lips grazed her nipple. Chintu felt her tighten her grip on his hard cock when he kissed her nipple. He bent again and kissed her again at the twin peaks alternatively. What started as a mild kiss by lightly brushing his lips against her nipples became a hard kiss. He moved his lips over her nipples randomly. Rekha held his cock tightly and also ran her fingers of her other hand through his hair. Taking the signs as a go ahead he stuck his tongue out and flicked her nipples with the tip of his tongue. Rekha inhaled deeply. Alka watched them in fascination. She was busy fingering her cunt as she watched Chintu and Rekha. Chintu looked at Alka's cunt as she fingered it. The lips were moist and the wetness had spread all over and the whole area was shining as if she had applied oil over her cunt.

"Let me feel it," he said pushing her finger aside.

"Let me show you how to please a woman," Rekha said bending forward towards Alka. "See this spot here?" she asked pushing the skin from Alka's clit down and pinching the tip with her two fingers. Alka gave out guttural sounds Rekha pressed her bare clit. She held it with her thumb and the fore finger.

She used the two fingers to push the skin covering Alka's clit down and exposed the pink clit. Chintu held her and took her left nipple in his lips. Rekha had been holding Chintu's cock. Now it was hard and standing up. The forekin of his cock had been pulled back and a droplet of precum was gathered in the opening. Even at the height of the ecstasy she was going through, Alka saw the cock. She could not help clutching his cock. They were pleasing each other without planning to do that. Rekha was playing with Alka's clit while her own nipple was in Chintu's mouth and Alka held on to Chintu's cock. "This is the most sensitive part in a woman. Men in the mistaken belief of mimicking the sexual act put their finger in the vagina and try to imitate the penis. But this is what women do when they are alone."

Alka started a movement of her own pushing her cunt against Rekha's fingers as she strummed her clit.

"Yes, I know this. Mala always pushes my finger on the clit. But I never had an opportunity to look at it so carefully." Alka's cunt lips were thick and protruding. The hair covered the lips and the area above the cunt forming a triangle. The hair growth was sparse. Whatever hair was there was short and black. The bush was greenish like when a man doesn't shave or two days. Rekha held the skin covering the clit with the thumb and her middle finger and used the thumb to strum Alka's clit.

"Tell me if you like it Alka," she asked her young sister in law.

"You know I love it Bhabhi," Alka said panting for breath.

"Now?" Rekha asked pinching the clit.

Alka put her free hand on Rekha's neck and hugged her as she let the sensation spread all over her body.

"Isn't my sister in law sexy?" Rekha asked Chintu looking at him as he felt Alka's cunt lips.

"Yes Bhabhi."

"She has excess fat all over. Look at how fat her vaginal lips are."

"Bhabhi you have been calling the cock as penis and the cunt as vagina. It all sounds so clinical. Can’t you say the appropriate words?"

"I can."

"Then go ahead Bhabhi," Chintu said resuming sucking her nipple. After a pause he said, "If again you use the words vagina and penis I will chew your nipple off."

He could not talk properly with Rekha' s breast in his mouth. "It’s bad table manners to talk when you have your mouth full," said Alka barely managing to talk.

Alka held on to Rekha.

"I want to see you both hug Bhabhi," Chintu said pushing Alka towards Rekha.

Rekha took her hands off Alka's clit and put her arms around the younger girl.

"You resume what I was doing Chintu," she told him. As if on cue Alka also put her arms around Rekha and they hugged each other. Chintu put his hand between Alka's thighs and managed to find her clit. It was clumsy at first but after a few attempts he managed to pull the skin down and could feel the clit. It was like a dwarf cock. He started a slight action resembling a shagging action on Alka's clit. Alka started to tremble as his actions became fast.

"Kiss her Alka," Chintu said putting his hand between them. He caught Alka's breasts in his hand and gave it a squeeze. He caught her nipple in his hand and pinched it. He had neglected Alka for a very long time. She had agreed that morning when he called her that if her Bhabhi was game, then he could concentrate on her alone. That way they could ensure that they come and go without having to ask her every time begging her.

"Anyway I am not going to let anyone fuck me before marriage. So you will have to see that Bhabhi lets you."

Alka was as sexy as Rekha was. Alka's breasts were a little smaller than Rekha's but on their own they were big enough. The breasts were somewhat harder and more resilient. The nipples were smaller but a shade darker than Rekha's nipples. Rekha kissed Alka like she had done earlier. She thrust her tongue inside Alka's mouth which she readily started sucking. Alka's hug was becoming tighter with each passing second. Rekha was also enjoying the sensation of the feel of Alka's body. Rekha withdrew her lips from Alka's mouth.

She looked at Alka and whispered, "I remember you telling me to teach you to suck his cock. Don't you want to do it?"

Alka caught Chintu's cock in her fist and said, "Now?"

"Your wish," Rekha kissed her again.

"Teach me Bhabhi," Alka said.

"You will have to get up Chintu," she said.

Chintu got up holding his cock in his hand and was openly masturbating.

"Wait," Alka pulled his hand away from his cock.

"Let me hug you once before she sucks me Bhabhi," he caught Rekha from behind. He drove his cock between her ass cheeks. The panty was drawn down half way and the crack exposed.

"Shut up and do as we tell you," Rekha smiled at him.

Alka knelt before Chintu's legs and caught his cock. She pulled the foreskin back and marvelled at the size. "It will tear my cunt if I let you fuck me Chintu. Only someone like Bhabhi can bear your cock inside. She must have seen bigger cocks than this. What do you say Bhabhi?"

"Kiss it first and get used to it," she said as she knelt besides Alka. Alka kissed the red knob and put her tongue out and flicked at the tip.

It was then the mobile rang.

"It is my phone," Chintu said and took it.

Alka continued to kiss the knob. Suddenly Chintu pushed Alka away and said, "I have to leave now. My grandfather fell down. They want me to come to the hospital right away. Let me call from there."

Chintu got dressed in a jiffy. Along with him the other two also got dressed. They were all silent.

"Wait till we get ready," Alka said.

Chintu waited till they got ready and then pulled Alka and kissed her on the lips. He kissed Rekha and put his hand inside her blouse. He gave it a squeeze.

"Chintu one more thing," Rekha said holding his hand. "I know that you all are very close. But don't tell Motu what happened today. We will let him know when he comes here. Okay?"

"Okay Bhabhi."

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Volume 02
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Chapter 12

Chintu had left in a hurry. He waited till the two of them also dressed and immediately left. The two women did not discuss about what had happened for some time. Alka was the first one to break the silence.

"Bhabhi I hope you don't regret what happened. I got carried away. This has never happened before. I hope you don't mind," she said.

"Don't be stupid. Do you think I would have let it happen if I didn't like it happening? It is better that you do these things here under my supervision rather than somewhere else. I am also glad that it is with Chintu rather than someone else."

"And Motu also," Alka added.

"I wonder what happened to him," Rekha asked her. "Do you have any idea?"

"Yes, he rang up yesterday saying that he would be coming tomorrow."

"Alka you should change now. It’s time for your brother to come. I don't want him to see you the way you are now. Your lips are bruised and dark pink. I hope he doesn't find out," Rekha said examining Alka's face.

"Does he kiss you like Chintu did today Bhabhi?"

"To tell you the truth he is quiet boring when it comes to sex. He lacks imagination and is not very understanding about what I need. But he is a very kind hearted man."

"I know him from much before you Bhabhi. I know he is a good guy. But it must be very boring in the sex department for you."

"Boring is an understatement. It is dry. But to tell you the truth Alka, I have never cheated on him. Partly the reason is that he is a good guy and cheating him never crossed my mind."

"Then how did you change your mind today Bhabhi?"

"You literally thrust Chintu and Motu on me for the past few days. You awakened the sleeping devil in me. I hope you don't suddenly repent what you did and ask me to forgive you and tell me that this kind of things will not happen again."

"I won't Bhabhi. Rest assured about that. Will you have let Chintu fuck you today Bhabhi?"

"I can’t say. These things happen without our planning to do them. I may have or I may not have let him do it."

"Is he fuckable Bhabhi?"

"You know the answer," Rekha smiled at her.

"Bhabhi, there is another thing."

"Is it about what we did?"

"Yes," Alka seemed to be guilty.

"I liked what happened today without any exceptions. If you did not like it or feel that we should not have done it then I am sorry. I don't want to lie to you that I did not like it.”

"That's what I also feel Bhabhi. I was hoping that you won't think otherwise."

"I am not normally a lesbian Alka. I have never done it before with another woman. But I can't take the initiative. If it happens and you and me are in the mood then let it happen. We will try it. Is it okay?

"Thanks Bhabhi. I am Lucky that you are my Bhabhi" Alka said and stretched her arms and Rekha responded by hugging her. Alka kissed her as they had done earlier and wanted to take her elder sister in law's lips in her lips.

"Alka, I told you about how your lips look. We must be very careful. If we get caught then it's the end of my marriage. I stopped kissing you now because of the state your face is in now. It is flushed and red. Give yourself a break for some time. Listen to me and be careful and we will enjoy our life beautifully. If you and I join hands then no one will suspect us. One more thing I want you to keep in mind. I still continue to love your brother. My sex life is different but my attitude to him is different. Do you understand?"

"Had he been good in sex would you have still done what we did in the past few days?"

"May be I would still have done it. A woman can never have enough sex. Women are by nature polygamous. They want to fuck every handsome man they meet. Lots of women will not accept it even to themselves and the rest may confide to their close friends or sisters who they know will not break their trust. I am not an angel. I have had my days. When you brought Chintu and Motu the first thought that came to my mind as that they are both so fuckable."

"Bhabhi, even I think like that most of the time. When I look at a guy who I fancy, the first thought is how would his cock look like. Sometimes I know that he is looking at my boobs. Just let him and I turn and show my ass knowing that he would admire them. I always thought that I was odd and never confided to anyone else, not even my close friends because I was afraid."

The next day Alka left for the college as usual.

After an hour Alka called on her mobile and said, "Bhabhi I am on the way home with Motu. Chintu has not yet called. I told Motu that if I call home and ask for permission you won't allow. So he doesn't know that you know we are coming home. Chintu has not obviously called him also. So pretend that you are surprised when we both come there. And Bhabhi can I ask you to something more?"

"What do you want me to do? your requests are becoming more and more brazen."

"No you don't have to be worried. Since he doesn't know that we are coming home, you can be dressed sexily or even semi nude like you are going to have a bath."

"If I open the door for you dressed semi nude and act surprised, then he would think that I open the door like that for the milkman and news paperboy also."

"You have a point. Then what shall we do?" Alka did not sound cheerful.

"Okay. Before you come you can call me twice on the phone. Keep my number as last called and keep calling me and disconnecting as you both walk. He won't even know that you are calling me. I will know that you both are on the way."

"What will you do?" Alka asked.

"You do as I tell you. Don't forget. And don't let him know that you are calling me okay?"

"I will keep playing with the keys on the way home. He won't know. Bye Bhabhi he is coming now."

They would be here soon. Yesterday the fun was just about to start when he got the call. She had been very wet when he left. She had never been so horny all her life. The mere thought of having someone see her do all those things and feel them both do it was too much for her. Chintu had also never cared to think if something was dirty. She loved the way he fingered her ass crack. She loved the way he kissed and then licked her armpit and all over her face.

Motu on the other hand was very reserved and shy. He was equally handsome and young. Would he also be as open or as dirty as Chintu was? She will have to find out and bring him around. They were young and willing to do her bidding as she liked.

She decided to dress in a white thin blouse and sari without a bra or even an inner skirt. She can always say that she was getting ready for her bath and that she did not expect them to come home at this time.

She ran through her wardrobe and selected a thin gossamer white blouse she then selected a very thin light coloured cotton sari. The sari was like muslin and had some light designs. If she wound it around her body without any skirt, the structure of her thighs would be visible. The sari was starched and ironed. She quickly removed her dress and put the blouse on and wound the sari around her without any other inner garments. She examined herself in the mirror. The result was even more than what she had expected. She could see her outer thighs. The vee of her thighs was not so visible because the folds fell there. She turned around and saw her ass. She pulled the sari tight over her ass. She could even see the crack of her ass silhouetted and so also the shape of the twin globes. Satisfied with the effect of her sari, she looked at her torso. Even the shade of her breasts could be seen through the blouse. She pushed the pallu aside. She could see her nipples through the fabric.

She ran her fingers on both the nipples. She became quickly excited and they became hard and stood out. They poked at the cloth like twin buttons. The events of the day would any way be exciting she hoped. The more excited she was the harder they became and the more prominent they stood out. She was more than satisfied with the results.

She went to the bathroom and made her hands wet. Then she ran them over her breasts. The result was electrifying. The fabric stuck to her skin like a second skin. It looked like the blouse had nearly vanished. She became more daring. She removed the sari and the blouse and crumpled them. Then she dipped it inside the bucket of water. She wrung them both dry. She walked out of the bathroom and spread the wet sari on the bed to dry. She turned the fan on. She hoped that Alka would take some more time arriving here she wanted the sari to retain some of the moisture so that it was nearly transparent and also became heavy and fell on her body. She waited for some time feeling the sari with her hands. Once satisfied, she put the fan off. She put on the blouse and wound the sari around her like she normally does but much below the normal place where she wears the sari normally.

She could see through the sari. When she pushed the sari aside, she could nearly see as if the blouse was painted on her breasts. The nipples were hard and even more visible because she was now starting to feel horny. She turned and looked at her ass. They looked as if two footballs had been stuck to her body. She pressed the sari inside the ass cheeks. She moved a few steps and looked again. The sari was stuck to her ass as the blouse was stuck to her breasts. She smoothed out the wrinkles. The sari stuck to her thighs accentuating the shape of her plump thighs.

She practiced bending down and seeing how much of her breasts and cleavage he could see. Then she bent down and saw the way the sari became tight on her ass. She could clearly see the ass crack through the thin sari. She was ready for the action and display that would precede it. She remembered to push the sari back into the valley between her ass cheeks. Her navel was deep. She pushed the sari down as much as she could without making it look like she was deliberately doing it or that she had planned it before hand.

Rekha suddenly became restless and eager for the two youngsters' arrival. It was going to be different with Alka today. She no longer had any secrets from Alka. They were co-conspirators and could make their next moves like Alka and Chintu had done yesterday.

The phone rang once and stopped. It continued to ring intermittently and stopped immediately. She smoothed out the sari over her body, pushed it between her ass cheeks. The doorbell rang. She peeped out through the peephole. The two of them were waiting outside. Motu stood a few steps behind Alka.

"Come later," she said loudly as if telling the servants or the watchman.

The bell rang again. When she did not respond, the phone also rang. This time the phone did not stop. She went and picked up the phone.

"Bhabhi it’s me," Alka spoke softly. "Open the door."

"I am just about to start having my bath. Why don't you wait in Pooja's house? I will just take five minutes," Rekha said in the phone. .

"I can't go anywhere. I can’t wait here also Bhabhi. You come and open the door."

"I don't have any cloths on me now."

"Never mind Bhabhi. Come and open the door," Alka insisted.

"Wait. Let me put on something and come there." Rekha put the phone down and came to the door and waited, looking through the peephole for some time and then opened the door.

Feigning surprise, she said, "I didn't know that you also had come along. When I saw Motu standing there I went and dressed up like this."

"I wish I had asked Motu to hide somewhere till you opened the door. Then we would have been lucky to have caught you naked," she said looking at Rekha's semi nude body through the transparent or translucent dress.

Rekha opened the door letting them in. Alka had one look at her and she realized that her Bhabhi was more than prepared. Motu simply looked at Rekha silently in admiration.

"I was going for my bath when you rang the bell. Come on in soon. You can't wait there all day here," she said pulling Motu by his hand.

"May be we can help you have your bath. What do you say Motu? He has been dying to help his Bhabhi at home have a bath," Alka teased Motu.

"Is that so Motu?" Rekha asked him.

"She is teasing me Bhabhi."

"Liar. Didn't you tell me how you are dying to lay your hands on her and also how you stand outside her bathroom and shag listening to the sound of water running?"

"Do you have to sneak everything I tell you?" Motu asked her raising his hand menacingly.

"That's not fair Motu. You can’t expect me to answer your questions and keep your secrets with her alone," Rekha said. "Bhabhi today we want to practice and see ourselves in the mirror. Shall we go to the bedroom please Bhabhi?" Alka was pleading with her holding her by her chin.

"If you promise to behave properly only."

"We never misbehave," Alka protested.

"I know. The last time you came here Chintu was admiring your tee shirt. I don't know what Motu will want to admire? Your panties?"

"If given a chance he would want to admire your panty. The only difficulty is that you may not allow him to admire your panty."

"My soiled panties are in the bathroom if he wants he can go and admire it to his heart's content. What do you say Motu?" Rekha asked him teasing.

"Half the beauty is when the woman is wearing it. What is a bra but just a piece of cloth?" Motu spoke looking at her navel and the belly.

"He won't simply admire soiled panties Bhabhi. Do you know what he does with his Bhabhi's soiled panties?"

"What?" Rekha asked unable to hide her anxiety.

"He kisses it and sniffs it," Alka smiled.

"Really Motu?"

Motu just kept staring at Rekha's blouse.

Rekha's sari was way below the navel. If it gets pushed some more her pubic hair would be visible. Even the bulge of the pubis was visible.

"Do you admire your Bhabhi also like this Motu?" Rekha asked running her two thumbs inside her waistline of her sari directly below the navel and moving it to her side as if removing all the wrinkles from the way the sari was tied. In the process she had managed to push it even down. Her hip bones on both the hips could now be seen.

Rekha sat down on the sofa and asked them, "Why don't you both sit down?"

Alka winked at Rekha and said, "Why don't you give us something to drink Bhabhi?"

Rekha went to the fridge and looked inside. She could see in them reflected in the glass of the window opposite to her. She took her time arranging the contents of the fridge. She remembered how she had seen her reflection showing her ass as if she was bare. She looked at Alka pointing to her ass to Motu in the reflection of the glass window. Alka pointed out her ass to Motu who was openly staring at it. Alka said something to Motu and she patted Motu's crotch. He instantly pushed it away pointing to Rekha. Alka patted it again and giggled softly. Again he pushed her hand away.

"I have told you so many times to arrange the fridge and you never listen to me," Rekha said bending forward and looking inside the fridge.

"I am sorry Bhabhi," Alka said as she pulled Motu toward where Rekha was standing. She dragged him by his hand and whispered something in his ears. They came and stood just behind Rekha.

"I will do it later Bhabhi. Now let us go and practice dancing."

"I will let you practice only if you help me do it right away," Rekha said.

Alka opened the fridge door wide and stood next to her. They both were bending down to arrange the contents of the bottom shelf. Motu had an eyeful of Rekha's ass from close quarters. Rekha and Alka kept arranging and rearranging the contents again and again. This lasted a few minutes.

"Shall we go in Bhabhi?" Alka asked her after they had arranged the contents.

"Okay," Rekha walked to the bedroom followed by Alka and Motu

Rekha's ass swayed more than when she walks normally. Alka patted on the bed and said, "Motu you wait here while I bring the CD player here."

Rekha lay on the bed and sighed saying, "I feel so tired."

She stretched out on the bed face down and put her hands out.

"Are you ill or something Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.

"No its nothing."

It was two single cots joined together. Motu sat on one bed at the head of the other bed where the pillows lay while Rekha was on the other bed occupying it fully. Soon Alka entered carrying the CD player. She had changed into a short armless vest which was cut away level with the bottom of her boob level. The vest was a loose fitting one. She had obviously got rid of her bra. She wore a skirt which she had stopped wearing a year back.

She guessed that Alka had cut the vest last night because if she had done that earlier she would have worn it that day when Chintu was here. The lower part of her breasts was peeking from below the vest when she raised her arms to adjust her hair. She kept tying the rubber band around her hair. Motu saw a stubble beginning to sprout in the armpit. It was just a dark patch of shade where the hair grew. Motu found it much better than a smooth and clean shaven arm pit.

"What do you both want to do today?" Rekha asked without lifting her head.

"What do you think we want to do Bhabhi? Did you think we want to do what you and Bhaiya do here every day? I am sorry every night?"

"How can you talk to me like that?" Rekha asked her pretending to be angry.

"What did I mean? Whenever I have seen both of you here I have only seen you talking endlessly. What else do you do here? If there is something else I would not know," Alka smiled mischievously.

"Very smart of you Alka," Rekha said. "What do you want to do? I mean what do you want to practice today?"

"The dance master showed us some positions sometime back. We did not have time to practice that. Of course he showed the positions alone and pretending that there is a partner."

"So what are you waiting for?" she asked Alka.

"Let us rest for some time and then we will resume later. In all the excitement we forgot to take the cokes. Let me go and get them."

"I don't want any. You both have it."

Alka went to get the cokes.

"Motu, tell me about your Bhabhi," Rekha said looking at Motu partially raising her torso.

"What do you want to know Bhabhi?"

"Tell me everything about her like her age, how she looks and how sexy she is. You know what you like about her and stuff like that."

Alka came back with the cokes. She had obviously been overhearing the conversation.

"Motu tell her everything you told me about your Bhabhi," Alka told him.

"Start with her breasts," Rekha suggested.

"They are big," Motu said shyly.

"Bigger than Bhabhi's?" Alka asked him looking at Rekha's breasts which were barely covered by the thin fabric.

"Somewhat bigger," he said fixing his glance at Rekha's breasts.

Rekha 's breasts looked as if she had rubbed a lot of talcum powder on them. The thin fabric stuck to the ample flesh of her breasts like a second skin. Unlike the other day when she had pulled her pallu over her blouse when she realized that her breasts was visible, she made no effort to cover them even when she knew that Motu was staring at them. Rekha's nipples were prominently poking against the cloth and even the aureoles of her breasts were clearly on display. Motu hesitated at first then stared at them as if defying her.

"Is your Bhabhi fat?" Rekha asked him looking at his eyes.

"No. Just on the plump side."

Alka came and sat opposite Motu. She was wearing a skirt which came hardly to her knees. She sat with her knees folded. The skirt hung from her thighs and the lower part of her thighs were bare right up to her white panties.

Aka knew that the action would start any time now and she could hardly wait.

She had also changed her panties when she changed her dress, Rekha thought. What she was wearing was a very scanty panty which barely covered her cunt. She could even see the flat spot between her thighs. Alka's thighs were smooth and the lower part of the thighs was shining in the tube light. They were very fair and plump. Rekha could see Alka's thighs all the way to her buttocks. If she could see them, so could Motu, Rekha thought. The thighs were perfect. They were nearly as narrow as her knees just below the knee and became wide and was very wide and nearly fat near her ass cheeks. But the flesh did not show any sign of any sag at all. Probably because she walked a lot, the flesh was firm.

"Have you seen your Bhabhi naked?" Rekha asked him turning her face towards Alka and looking at Alka's thighs and again looking at Motu.

She again looked at Alka's thighs. He followed her gaze to Alka's thighs.

"Yes. Many times when she is changing."

"I am sure you have peeped inside their bedroom when they are alone Motu?"

He remained silent.

"Tell me. I won't sneak to her even if I meet her," Rekha said unable to hide her anxiety.

"We are a large family Bhabhi. So I don't get a lot of occasions. But sometimes when we are alone and there is no one else I have peeped inside," Motu said without taking his eyes off Rekha's cleavage which was directly in front of him. Rekha lay on the bed on her tummy and she raised herself on her elbow as she spoke to Motu. He was looking alternatively at Alka's thighs and Rekha's ample cleavage. Alka started moving her legs wide and closing them. When Rekha saw his gaze fixed on Alka she turned and again looked at Alka. As and when Alka opened her thighs, her panty was fully exposed. It was just a triangular piece of cloth. Motu could not see any cloth on the side of the panties. The skirt came to just over her knees and that's why it did not slide down her thighs.

Alka started again fixing her hair. For some unknown reason Motu was completely captivated by the sight of her bare armpits which had a dark shade there because of the stubble of hair there. The opening for the arms was very wide and in the position of the raised arms showed a lot of bulge of her breasts from the side. The lower hem of the vest which had been cut had risen as she lifted her arms to fix her hair. Motu saw the lower part of both her breasts as she fixed her hair. The excitement of looking at the lower half of any woman's breasts was much more than what you get looking at the upper half or the cleavage. Alka's breasts were full and well rounded.

All of them remained silent as Motu watched Alka's thighs, breasts and the panty. Alka took her own time to securely tie her hair in a pigtail. Alka smiled at Motu knowing that he was looking at her all over. What does he like best of all, my breasts, thighs or the armpit, Alka wondered. Their absolute silence obviously embarrassed Rekha.

"Is your Bhabhi usually very horny Motu?" Rekha asked him.

"How? From what I have seen of her, she loves sex."

"Every woman without any exception loves sex. But what I meant is does she actively participate in sex?"

"Yes Bhabhi," Motu replied shifting his gaze back to Rekha looking at her nipples which he could see through her thin blouse. She rested on her forearm as she lay on the bed which made her torso open to Motu's gaze..

"She rides him?"

"You mean does she get on top and do it?"

"Yes. I have seen her doing it."

"Bhabhi, you can quiz Motu about his Bhabhi's sexual habits and her favourite positions later after we spend some time practicing our own positions which the dance master taught us," Alka seemed impatient.

"Don't make it appear as if you are practicing some sex positions," Rekha said looking back at Alka.

"You know that I won't have sex at all till I get married. So the question of my practicing sex positions doesn't arise at all Bhabhi," Alka said.

"How sad?" Motu said smiling at Alka. "You don't have to guard your virginity till you get married. Your husband will never know that you have had sex. Ask Rekha Bhabhi. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked her.

"If someone wants to abstain from sex then you have to respect her view. But coming to Motu's question about the husband knowing if you have had sex, that can be taken care of. Many girls lose their hymen when they play or even when they don't do anything. There are many ways to indulge in sex and still be a virgin technically.

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Chapter 13

"Virginity is making a big issue of a small tissue," Motu laughed.

"That's a nice way of putting it," Rekha said laughing at his joke.

"How did you convince my brother that you were a virgin Bhabhi?" Alka asked Rekha winking.

"What gave you the idea that I was not a virgin at the time of marriage?"

"Well, you had many boyfriends didn't you?" Alka asked.

"You have two boyfriends at the same time and plan to retain your virginity."

"These two are not my boyfriends. I have better taste than having these two ugly ducklings," Alka said.

"I don't find them ugly," Rekha said raising herself and holding Motu's hand. "As a matter of fact, I find Motu very attractive and nearly sexy."

"Then why don't you have them as your boyfriends. You also get the other guy free if you select any one of them."

"I might have both of them as my lover behind your back. You are my husband's sister. I may not tell you everything I do. May be I am meeting Motu without your knowledge. And may be probably have sex also," Rekha said winking at Motu whose hand she was still clutching.

Alka still sat folded at the knees. She had stopped opening and closing her thighs. Instead, she had wound her arms around her knees and she rested her face on her knees.

"You never showed these panties to me. I have never seen you put them put for washing also," she said looking at Alka's panties.

"I bought them before we opened up in the past few days. Are they nice Bhabhi?" Alka asked looking down at her panties. For a brief moment, they all looked at the panties.

"Are they nice Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

In a flash she got up and pulled Motu also down along with her as she got down the bed. As she got down, her breasts jiggled under the vest. Motu also saw the breasts jiggle under the vest.

"Come and hold me," Alka said opening her arms.

"Aren't you going to play some music?” Rekha asked them.

"No Bhabhi. Not right now. We will just practice some positions first. Then we will put the music on," Alka clarified. They took each other in the arms slowly hugging each other.. "I was feeling bad for Motu the other day. You were dancing all the time with Chintu alone. You will have to make up for your lack of attention to Motu the other day," Rekha told Alka.

"I never refuse to dance with any of them. If Motu had asked me I would have danced with him. As far as I am concerned both are equal to me. What do you say Motu?" Alka asked him hugging him.

"Yes that’s true," he said hugging her even tight. "But today since as I am alone, you can make up for not dancing enough with me the other day."

"Okay. Now don't hold me for just the sake of holding me. I won't break if you hold me tight," she told Motu and asked Rekha, "Bhabhi why don't you come here?"

"And do what?" asked Rekha.

"Well if we fall down or lose balance when we try the positions then you could hold us."

"Okay," Rekha said and got down and came next to them.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

"You spoilt my bath plans. At least let me go and wash my face. It looks all oily," she told them.

"You look okay Bhabhi. But if you want to wash just your face then wash quickly," Alka told her.

"You can continue your practice session of the positions," Rekha told them.

"I need to take a pee also," Alka walked in behind Rekha.

They entered the bathroom and left the door open behind them. Motu went and sat on the edge of the bed. From where he was sitting he could not see Alka. Rekha waited for Alka to hike her skirt and pull her panties down and sit on the commode. She was pretending to be busy taking the towel from the shelf and then taking the soap.

Alka peed making a lot of noise as the stream of her pee hit the water. Nobody spoke to each other. Motu could hear the sound of Alka peeing. The two of them had deliberately not closed the door behind them.

As soon as the noise of Alka peeing had stopped, Rekha whispered rather loudly, "Alka wash yourself there properly."

"Okay Bhabhi. Give me the liquid soap," Alka whispered back loud enough for Motu to hear.

Motu heard the sound of water being splashed followed by some silence which he knew meant that Alka was soaping her cunt.

"Bhabhi give me a mug of water," Alka asked softly. Soon Motu was greeted with the sound of water being splashed,.

"Give me another mug Bhabhi," Alka said softly but loud enough for Motu to hear.

Alka washed again.

"Give me a towel Bhabhi," Alka asked.

"Bhabhi do you think I need a shave here?" Motu heard Alka asking.

"We will deal with it later. It’s not long. It’s shorter than Motu's beard," Rekha giggled and was soon joined by Alka also giggling.

As Alka got up she looked for any signs of Motu. She could see Motu's shadow from where she was standing. She picked up a mug of water and poured it over Rekha on her blouse even as she tried to prevent her from pouring water over her chest.

"Sorry Bhabhi. I spilled the mug over you. You are wet all over. Come and sit there while we practice. It will dry by itself."

Alka came out and asked Motu, "Are you ready Motu?"

"Yes," he said as he looked at her crotch and wondering if her cunt smelt of soap.

Soon Rekha also came out wiping her face. For a second Motu was dumbstruck. Rekha's torso was fully wet. The fact that she wore a thin white blouse and was sans bra did not help matters. Even the sari covering her blouse was wet. Obviously she had made no effort to dry herself.

"So let us see you both dance now," Rekha said sitting down on the bed next to Motu.

Alka came and stood in front of Motu. She moved a bit closer so that they stood with their bodies touching each other in the front. They had to invent the positions because it was not true that they were practicing what their dance master had told them.

The previous night Rekha had warned Alka, "Even if you have decided beforehand to let a guy take liberties with you, even then you have to proceed slowly and make them beg you for that. Or they will take you for granted. That is the power you have over men. Use it carefully."

"It would be a good idea if you both get used to me being around. I think Motu has lost continuity because of his absence for a few days," Rekha said.

"You mean just hold each other and get used to your presence?" Alka asked.

"Or I could just go away and let you both alone," suggested Rekha.

"No. That's not a good idea Bhabhi. Just stick around. We will get used to you being there," Alka assured her.

Rekha made herself comfortable on the bed and let them continue. Alka and Motu hugged each other.

"Just hold me like Bhabhi told us." Motu was the ever obedient guy. He just hugged her.

"You had a bath?" Motu asked her as he hugged her.

"No. Why do you ask?" Alka asked him.

"You smell fresh of soap," he said smelling her face. Alka smiled as did Rekha.

"You don't smell of soap here," he said sniffing her face.

He pulled her right hand and smelt it. Then he pulled her left hand and smelt it.

"I don't understand," he said alternatively smelling both her hands. "How can you wash with just one hand?"

"Don't make an exhibition of your stupidity. Just concentrate on the dance," Alka told him.

He pulled her close and hugged her tightly.

"I am getting excited holding you like this," he said softly.

"You always get excited when you come within one yard of any woman."

"Wrong Alka. I get excited when I see a woman. I am just frank but you are not. That's the difference."

"I don't get excited with just any guy. I am very selective," Alka said tightening her grip over Motu.

"You are not wearing a bra?" he asked softly.

"I am not. So is Bhabhi."

"I was about to have my bath when you both came in," Rekha said sheepishly.

"Motu is not complaining that we are not wearing a bra, are you Motu?" Alka asked her.

"I am not complaining. I will be happy if you don't wear the top also. And if Bhabhi doesn't wear the blouse also. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked Rekha holding Alka tightly and looking at Rekha as he tightened his grip on Alka. Rekha looked at where he was looking. His eyes were fixated on Rekha's blouse. He lowered his eyes to her midriff and further down to the waistline of her sari. It was as low as possible. The hollow of her tummy ended and the bulge of her pubis was visible. You could look and distinguish the bulge if one looks at her belly carefully. That was what Motu was doing. Rekha merely looked at him. She neither tried to cover her breasts which were nearly visible through the transparent fabric of her blouse nor did she even attempt to do anything about the waistline of her sari. Motu kept staring at Rekha and she stared back at him. Their eyes were lust filled. Motu tightened his grip over Alka even as he looked at Rekha.

"Do you want me to suffocate and die?" Alka asked him.

"What use are you to me if you die?" Motu asked her.

"I don't know. You may be one of those kind who likes to have sex with dead bodies."

"I would rather have sex with you when you are alive," Motu said softly. "But you have that wrong attitude that you don't want to have sex before you get married."

"So you have to satisfy yourself with shagging if I make you get excited," Alka giggled.

"Yes. Looks like I may never find someone to have sex in the immediate future," he hugged her even tighter and looking at Rekha.

"I thought you were allowed to come here to learn and practice dancing," Rekha was smiling.

"I am just doing what you asked me to. I am just holding her and getting used to her."
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"I see," mocked Rekha.

"I can see too," Motu said softly looking at her cleavage and letting his gaze run over Rekha's blouse.

"I can see that you can see," Rekha said making feeble attempts to pull the pallu over her shoulders. But it made no difference. It covered just the middle of the twin peaks. The sides were exposed to his gaze through the thin blouse. The flesh was somewhat paler than the rest of the skin. The nipples together with the halo around it was also on display. For the first time Motu wrinkled his eyes straining to look at the colour of the nipples. Rekha smiled at him rather coquettishly. Motu pulled Alka along and moved as close to Rekha as he could. Alka pretended not to be involved in their game. Now his eyes were less than one foot away from Rekha. He openly stared at her nipples. She did not budge. He craned his neck to get a closer look at her breasts. Rekha tried to hide her smile which she was not very successful in concealing. From so close by Motu could see the details of her breasts and the nipples very clearly. The blouse had kept the nipple pressed to the breast. Usually the nipple stands out like a baby's thumb, he thought. But now pressed down to the flesh it looked like two concentric circles, the inner circle formed by the depressed nipple inside the halo. But the nipple formed a bulge that stuck out from the areola. Motu could not help notice that the nipple was a shade darker than the honey coloured areola. This was the first time he was looking at the details of a woman's breasts so clearly and from so close by.

"I feel very horny Alka," he said looking at Rekha.

Motu ran his hands on Alka's back and felt the bare back. He ran his fingers over the canal of the back from the bottom of the vest she was wearing to the waistline of the skirt. As his hands came up, it went inside the top more and more each time.

Finding that he did not encounter any resistance he kept his hand inside the top but at the back. This caused the top to be hiked up even in the front. The top was hiked up exposing the heavy bottom half of Alka's breasts. Alka looked down at the front of her top. When she saw that the breast was partially exposed, she hit his head playfully. He quickly took his hand away as if in response to her action.

He let his hand travel down to her ass. He slowly started playing with her ass. First he squeezed them and fondled them as if it was some toy. The skirt was just short of being knee length. He put his palm over her ass cheeks and gave them both a nice feel. He did not find the tell tale sign of any panties. He felt again and found none.

"What happened to your panty? You are not wearing one now," he said pleasantly surprised.

"I am," Alka replied.

"No you are not," he said letting her palms run over her ass cheeks.

"I told you I am wearing panties."

"I can't feel them," he said feeling her ass again.

"Shut up now," she again hit him playfully. Motu let his hands slip inside the waistline under the skirt trying to feel her ass. Alka gave out a short yelp as his hands touched her bare ass.

"What happened? Bhabhi may think that I am misbehaving or something," Motu said without taking his hands off her ass.

"Sorry Bhabhi," Alka said softly. "I didn't expect that he would put his hands inside the skirt."

"Oh. I was wondering if he had done something more than that," Rekha said smiling at Motu.

For Motu that was a good sign that Alka's Bhabhi did not mind his pranks. After allowing Chintu to literally fondle and play with Alka's breasts the other day, there was hardly any chance that Bhabhi would make a fuss at what he was doing. But unlike Chintu, Motu was not that aggressive.

Rekha saw Alka's panty as Motu pushed the waistline of the skirt down. The side of the panty and the back was made of a mere chord and the string in the back had disappeared inside the valley between her ass cheeks. She could not see the front of the panty from where she stood. Moreover, they were hugging each other tight and there was hardly any space between their crotches. Slowly Motu pushed the skirt even further down. It was on the peak of the twin globes. Motu ran his hands all over the back under the vest to the bare back right up to the globes of her ass cheeks. He merely pushed the skirt down to her thighs.

"Give us some more time Bhabhi. Okay?" Motu asked Rekha. Rekha whose eyes were transfixed at Alka's ass was suddenly woken up from her admiration of her sister in law's sexy body.

"Yes take your own time. I can see that you are really getting used to holding her."

The panty was of a strange shape. It was made of a string running all around the waist and a triangular piece of cloth stitched on to the front. From the middle of the string at the back, another string or a chord was attached. It probably was attached to the cloth covering the cunt. Motu turned her around and admired her.

"You might as well not be wearing these panties for all I know," he said hardly taking his eyes off her well rounded full and firm ass.

Somehow her bare ass looked bigger than when covered. Motu kept admiring her ass for some time. "God has put all your weight in these two spots," Motu said patting Alka’s bare ass and looking at her breasts the bottom half of which was also bare.

"I thought you came here to practice," Rekha reminded them.

"How heavy are you? Do you think I can lift you?" Motu asked Alka.

"How would I know? You have never done that," Alka said.

"Let me try lifting you."

"Be careful. Don't drop me. Bhabhi you also stand here," Alka said to her Bhabhi.

"You stand on the bed and hold my shoulders Alka. That way it will be easy to hold you," Motu suggested.

Alka got up on the bed as Motu suggested. She put her hands on his shoulders as he came and stood in front of her. The vest was a loose fitting and she had no bra on. When she put her hands on Motu's shoulders they had to be both raised and extended forward a little. That caused the lower half of her breasts to be prominently displayed to Motu as he looked up. He could also see her armpit. He could see the individual hairs so clearly right up to the hair roots. I can even count the number of hairs in her armpit, he thought looking at the growth which was not more than a few millimetres. . "I hope I don't fall down. This mattress is a spring mattress," Alka said jumping on the spot on her feet.

"Don't ruin the mattress Alka," Rekha cautioned her.

"If the mattress can withstand the action of Bhaiya pounding you for hours together every night, it can surely withstand my weight," Alka told her jumping on the spot as if she was on a trampoline.

"When we do it we would generally be lying down and not standing. And don't flatter yourself that your Bhaiya is capable of making love for hours together and that too every day. I just begin enjoy when he finishes it. He is one of the worst."

"You liar," Alka said still jumping on the mattress. As she jumped about on the bed, her breasts also jiggled with her. The vest went up at random as she jumped. It bared her breasts but it came down in the next jump. There was something about the way a pair of young fleshy abundant breasts jiggled, Motu thought. He had a massive erection now. He no longer could hide it from them both.

"No I am serious," Rekha said as she watched Alka jump and let her breasts jiggle.

"How can it be so Bhabhi? You just told us sometime back that you were a virgin when you got married. Yesterday you told me that you have never cheated on my brother. If this is true, then how would you know that there are others who are better than him?" Alka asked playfully.

"You should seriously consider studying law after your graduation," Rekha said diverting Alka's attention from her faux pas.

"Stand still. I am going to lift you," Motu told her. She stopped jumping and put her arms over Motu. Motu bent down a bit and wound his arms around Alka's legs just below her knees. He lifted her up. His face was on line with her midriff.

"You are not that heavy," he said clutching her by the legs. He let her slide slowly. As Alka slid down his arms engulfed her knees. He loosened his grip a bit causing her to slide even more. His arms now held by her thighs. He managed to arrest the lower hem of her vest with his nose. As Alka slid down, he could see the magnificent young pair of breasts become visible. Now after he had let her slide down a little more, his face was snuggled in between the inner sides her breasts. He felt the weight of her breasts on his face.

He tried to look up at her face. He could sense that the pair of globes were firm and unyielding as he tried to wedge his face between them. Motu had never experienced a sensation as he was undergoing now. The flesh was firm yet soft at the same time. The breasts were resilient and as soon as he took the pressure off the breast it regained the original shape. But he could not see the nipples. He made some effort to slide her down further but his face did not travel further up on her breasts.

Rekha was seeing the way he was literally kissing her breasts. She also felt horny. She was afraid that any time now she would start becoming wet between her thighs. It would be very embarrassing if she became wet now without a panty on. But she could not help it now. Who could control the way she felt looking at two young people enacting a soft core movie right before her eyes. She managed to look at Motu's crotch.

It was massive now. The hardness filled the front of his trousers. Alka's legs were folded back at her knees as she put her arms around Motu's neck hugging him tight. She was enjoying the feel of his face on her breasts.

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Chapter 14

"Am I heavy Motu?" Alka asked him.

He made some muffled noise.

"Mmmmmm.....?" Alka asked again.

"No you are not heavy. But very soon I will get suffocated to death," he said drawing his face away from her breasts. "I told you that God has put most of your weight on your boobs." he said.

Alka playfully drew his face to her breasts and wriggled herself as if she was trying to bury his face in her breasts. Both Alka and Rekha laughed at her actions.

"Don't yet kill him Alka," Rekha said laughing.

"Bhabhi if he gets between your boobs he won't last even this long," Alka said.

"Come on Alka. You are not far behind when it comes to boobs," Rekha said looking down at her own breasts. Motu withdrew his face away from Alka's and looked at Rekha's breasts. Alka also looked at them as she felt Motu breaking contact with her breasts. Rekha's blouse still retained some of the moisture which had been caused by Alka pouring a mugfull of water on Rekha's blouse a few minutes ago. The blouse was no longer white. It had attained the colour of resembling a paler version of her flesh. On the pretext of looking at her size, Motu stared at them. The nipples had become somewhat bigger and they stuck out even more prominently, she thought. May be she is hornier now, Motu thought.

"Of course they are bigger," Alka said looking at it from her vantage point. "What do you say Motu?" she asked.

"How can I say anything when they are covered?" Motu asked.

"They are not covered so much," Alka said reaching for Rekha's shoulders.

Motu guessed that she would somehow do something about his complaint that he cannot pass a judgement about the size. Motu turned swinging her to Rekha making it easy for her to reach her Bhabhi.

"Tell me now whose are bigger," she said as she lifted Rekha's pallu away.

"What are you doing?" Rekha feebly protested trying to hold her pallu.

If she had really wanted to prevent Alka from pulling her pallu, all that she had to do was just move away. Instead she just looked at Alka and tried to hold her pallu.

"Bhabhi it’s just the three of us here," Alka said, pulling her sister in law's pallu away and carelessly throwing it away as if it was something unwanted.

"Let me see if we have locked the front door," Rekha sounded anxious.

"I did that Bhabhi," Alka told her. She looked at Motu and added, "Motu look at both our boobs and tell us whose are bigger."

"Are you sure?" Rekha asked her softly.

"Sure of what?"

"That you locked the front door latch?" Rekha looked at Alka.

"I am hundred percent sure Bhabhi," Alka assured her.

Exhorting Motu she said, "Look carefully at Bhabhi's boobs first and then my boobs and tell us whose boobs are bigger." In a flash Alka lifted her vest up completely baring her breasts. Motu looked at the two pair of breasts before him. He continued to hold Alka by her legs. His arms were around her lower thighs now and his face just at boob level with Alka

"Tell Bhabhi also to show her boobs. How can I tell just by looking at your bare boobs?"

"Don't be greedy. You can nearly see that she is nearly bare," Alka said continuing to lift her vest up.

Now that he had an excuse to stare at her breasts, he openly stared at Rekha's boobs.

"That is a difficult task. Give me some time," he said looking at Rekha's blouse.

"Can I at least feel Bhabhi's boobs and pass my judgement?" Motu asked Alka.

"No. If you want to feel my breasts then you have to ask me, not her," Rekha said looking at Motu mischievously.

"Bhabhi can I feel your boobs? I will feel them just for a while."

"No you cannot," Rekha said running her hand over his hair."The most I will allow is for you to look at mine. That's all you are allowed to," Rekha said smiling at him pushing her breasts up slightly for his inspection.

Motu looked at both of them in an exaggerated examination of the breasts.

"Are you sure I am not allowed to feel them?"

"Yes, I am sure you are not allowed to feel them. Take your decision quickly. We can't stand like this baring our boobs to you," Rekha said.

"Okay give me just some more time. I have to be impartial."

"You better be impartial," Alka said holding her full breasts and lifting her them in her cupped hands.

"That's not fair. You are trying to impress me showing all these antics," Motu said trying to pull her hand away from her breasts.

In doing so his hands groped at her breasts. He caught her hands. Since she did not draw her hands away immediately, his hands touched her right breast. His fingers were dug into her soft resilient flesh.

"Don't drop me," Alka said leaving her breasts and holding him around his neck.

Motu held her by one hand alone as he had tried to take her hand away from her breasts. He now put his other hand also around her thigh.

"Okay I am sorry. I will hold you properly," he said letting his hand sneak under her skirt.

Earlier his hands were just around her lower thigh just above her knees. His hands reached her upper thigh just below her ass. Her flesh was different here. It was just flesh unlike above her knees where it was bone and flesh. Here it resembled her breasts where it was just flesh alone and that too firm flesh. He extended his hand so that his fingers touched her ass cheek.

"Are you comfortable now? I won't drop you now," he said clutching her ass cheek..

"Yeah. I am comfortable," she said.

"Okay. Here is my decision. Bhabhi's boobs are bigger and sexier. They seem fuller even though they are still covered," Motu said.

"I know that. I was only testing your impartiality," Alka said letting her vest down.

Rekha bent down to lift her pallu from the floor. Motu looked at Alka and winked at her. Alka asked softly, "What?"

The word did not get spoken so Rekha did not hear it but Motu read her lip.

"Alka who do you think is heavier?" he asked her.

"How heavy are you Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"I don't remember how much I weigh. It’s been so long since I got myself weighed," Rekha said placing her pallu on her shoulders.

"Motu why don't you try lifting Bhabhi? You have been dying to lay your hands on her. I don't think you are satisfied just looking at her boobs," Alka said.

"I am not satisfied just looking at her boobs. But she would not let me feel them. Beggars can’t be choosers, can I?" Motu asked and immediately without waiting for a nod from Rekha, Motu bent down and lifted her up.

He caught her by her waist and lifted her up. It was a clumsy affair. He did not have a proper grip. He was just testing the waters. He did not clasp her with his hand around her waist like he had lifted Alka. He just held her by his palms on her waist and lifted her. Rekha put her palms on his shoulders. Motu held her with his fingers on the back and his thumb on the belly way below her sari waist line. It was just a few inches away from her cunt. Rekha had worn her sari low.

"Put me down. Your thumb is hurting my belly."

"If you let me lift you properly then I will put you down," he told her.

"We will see later," she said.

"Tell me now. Or I won't put you down."

"Okay, let’s see how long you will be able to keep me lifted like that," she said and smiled at him.

"I can keep you lifted for the whole day Bhabhi if you let me," he said shifting her so that her weight fell on his body and didn't have to rest only on his two palms.

"That's not allowed," she protested.

"Of course it’s allowed. The deal is if I can keep you on me for the whole day. If I want I can even lie down and keep you on my body," he said clutching her by the waist.

He went to the mirror and stood in front of it. She knew that he would start looking at her ass through the see through sari but pretended not to be aware of what he was up to.

"What are you doing?" she asked him clutching her arms around her neck.

"Nothing. I am just walking so that I don't feel tired."

"Oh, I see."

Motu positioned himself before the mirror. Her rear side was reflected in the mirror. The ass cheeks and the valley between her ass cheeks was prominently visible. She saw him looking at the mirror. They were only a foot away from the mirror.

From so close by everything was very visible. It looked as if she was wrapped around some transparent cloth.

"I thought you both wanted to see you both practicing in the mirror. Now you are looking at the way you are lifting me in the mirror. You both tend to get diverted very easily. It’s nearly an hour since you came here and you have not yet started dance practice."

"This is a part of the dance practice. I have to lift Alka sometime today. That's why I am lifting you."

"You said that you can hold me like this the whole day. If you give up then you can put me down," Rekha said pulling his hair slowly.

It was Rekha's way of hinting that he should continue to hold her that way.

"No way. I am not giving up so easily," he said looking for some lead from Rekha.

"Then you have to keep me afloat till you give up," Rekha smiled at him.

"I have to change the grip," he said making her tilt in such a way that she had to lean over him, their bodies touching from his shoulder to her knees.

He felt her breasts pressing on his shoulder. He put his one hand on her thighs and the other on her back. His erection touched her thigh just above her knees as he had lifted her. He was hesitant at first but she showed no sign of being scared or embarrassed. He turned so that he could see the way her breasts were pressed on his chest. The breasts were flattened and they felt firm. They were no doubt bigger than Alka's which he had felt a little earlier. He moved her on his body looking at the reflection and the way they moved against his chest.

He brought his hand down from her back to her ass cheeks. Alka was at their side looking at them. They had got used by now to being subjected to heavy fondling in the presence of the other. The two of them no longer were inhibited by the presence of the other. On the other hand it gave them enormous pleasure knowing that the other woman was watching and getting excited watching the show. Motu was always shy. How would he overcome his fear, Alka wondered.

"Bhabhi you both look like sisters in one way," he said turning sideways so that Rekha could see him in the mirror.

"How can that be? We are just related through my marriage. There is no way that we have some similarities" Rekha said.

"You both have big ass and also big breasts," he said feeling her ass cheeks. "Just look at them," he said turning again so that her ass was reflected in the mirror. "Such sexy pair of ass," he added giving it a not so gentle squeeze. .

"Did you come here to admire my ass or practice dancing with Alka?"

"Well, I thought that I would just practice dancing with Alka when I came here. But now that I have your ass displayed before me, I can’t escape noticing how sexy they are. My hands are attached to them like a piece of iron to a magnet," he said openly fondling her ass cheeks again.

"Your Bhabhi's ass is also sexy I guess. Why don't you admire them?" Rekha asked him trying to take his hand away from her ass.

But she was not serious.

"I admire her ass, especially after that day when I saw her riding my brother. But she won't let me feel them."

"Bring her here somehow. Then I will convince her to let you feel them. What do you say Alka?"

"Actually we were talking about that today Bhabhi," Alka said. "What?" Rekha asked shocked by what her sister in law had just said.

"That we should ask you about somehow inviting his Bhabhi to come here."

"You won't do anything about this without asking me will you? Promise me that you will not involve or discuss what happens here with any person other than you both and Chintu. That is very important. I am getting scared now," Rekha said, the fear showing on her face.

"No Bhabhi. We swear we have not done anything. We just were discussing how nice it would be if my Bhabhi also joined dance practice with us."

"Are you sure?" Rekha asked still unconvinced about them.

"Stop worrying Bhabhi and help me carry you better," Motu said shifting her in his grip.

"Put me down. This is very uncomfortable," Rekha told him.

"Will you let me carry you again?"

"What if I say no?"

"Then I won't put you down."

Motu squeezed all the blood in his body mentally to his cock forcing it to become big. He felt it become even bigger than what it was now. Rekha must have felt it. He looked at her. Instantly he knew that she had felt his cock grow big.

"Motu put me down," she asked him.

"Just for a few minutes more Bhabhi and then I will put you down," he said making his cock grow hard again. This time he looked at her face as he did it. She also looked at him. Unknown to Alka they were doing something secretly. He put both his hands on her ass cheeks again. He deliberately made his cock hard again and again. Rekha slowly increased the pressure on his cock with her thighs. Initially it was very slow pressure. Rekha bent her knees and folded them back. In doing that she pressed them into his cock. He responded by thrusting back against her thigh.

"Put me down," Rekha pleaded with him.

"Tell me you will allow me to lift you up again."

"You know I won't be able to say anything if you forcibly lift me."

He did not know till she told him that she was helpless if he did something forcibly.

"I know that," he said as he let her body slide down from his grip.

He made a ring around her torso with his arms. As soon as she had her feet on the ground he tightened his arms around her. His arms were just below her arms which she had raised as she had been holding him by his shoulders for support. Her breasts were pressed against his chest. He was not wearing a vest. He could feel her bare breasts, covered by the sheer fabric of the blouse. The sensation caused by her bare breasts clad only in a blouse on his naked chest sent shivers of pleasure down his body. He thrust his cock against her crotch. He knew that she had no panties on. She had no skirt on, which all women wear inside the sari and she did not have any panties also. He also knew that she knew that he knew that she had no panties on. Her arms hung limply on her sides. He thrust his crotch against hers again. Alka stood in the side looking at them both.

"Is she heavier than me Motu?"

"Yes. God has been even more liberal with her in the two spots," he said feeling her ass again. He now rubbed his crotch against hers.

"She is your partner, not me," Rekha said trying to free herself.

"Now you are my partner."

He had not taken his hands off her ass. He felt it freely emboldened by her silence.

"Don't tell me that you are also wearing a panty like Alka is," Motu said searching for any tell tale sign of panty lines.

"I am not wearing a panty. I was about to have my bath when you both came here."

"Bhabhi will you find some way of calling my Bhabhi here on some pretext?"

"I don't know your folks. How can I call her over?"

"It’s not urgent. Think about it for some days. Then come up with some workable plan."

"Give me some time. We both have to go to my native place for a few days after holi. Then we will work out something."

"Can we come and play holi here?"

"No. That's not possible. It will raise unnecessary suspicions here. You come here as often as you want when Alka's brother is not here."

"When are you going to your native place?"

"After holi for some engagement ceremony of one of my cousins."

All the while Motu was feeling her ass and rubbing his crotch against hers. It was not normal for two people to hug each other for so long. But the four of them had made a ritual of holding each other that way. The ritual of hugging had evolved as something which was acceptable. Initially they had found it unusual but somehow got over the embarrassment.

"Please put me down Motu." Rekha pleaded, holding his chin. He slowly put her down. Though he put her down he did not let go of her from his grip.

"I told you to leave me," she said without making any efforts to free herself.

"No. You did not tell me that. You merely asked me to put you down and I have done that," he said as he tightened his grip on her.

Alka went and sat on the bed looking at them. She sat with her knees bent and her hands clasping the knees. The lower part of the skirt had again slid down exposing the plump thighs. They were plump but not fat. It was nearly whitish and very fair all the way to the panties. There was no hint of any hair on the thighs. Motu could see the white of her panty. Alka rested her cheeks on her knees a she looked at both of them.

Motu continued to hug Rekha..

"Do you plan to hold me like this forever?" she asked him.

"Now that you have given me the idea, I think I will," he said tightening his grip on her.

He thrust his crotch against hers and kept it pressed against her pubic region. As he tightened his grip, her breasts were flattened against his chest. He felt his cock harden against her thighs. He pressed it against the thighs.

"Shall I do it harder?" he asked...

Then he added, "Shall I hug you harder?"

Rekha knew that what he was really asking was, "Shall I push my hard cock harder against you?"

"You can't," she mocked.

"I can," he said.

"You can't."

He pretended to tighten his grip on her but slowly thrust his cock against her cunt.

"I told you I can," he said.

Rekha opened her thighs apart slowly. She pretended to struggle to make herself free but in doing so she moved her legs wider giving him access to the inner thighs. Emboldened at her action, Motu put one of his palms over her ass and openly felt her ass flesh squeezing it.

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Chapter 15

"I am horny Bhabhi," he said almost whispering in her ears.

"Can you feel it?" he asked her.

"What?" Rekha asked again in a whisper.

"Can you feel me being horny?"

"I don't know what you are talking about," Rekha whispered again.

"Feel my hard cock Bhabhi."

"Even I am horny and wet all over," Alka said looking at them and pulling her skirt down her thighs. No sooner had the skirt reached her waist; she opened her thighs wide and showed her panty and the bulge of her pubis.

"Let's go near Alka," he said.

They moved without losing contact and stood near Alka. There was a wet patch over the front of Alka's panty. The wet spot appeared dark on the white panty. She rubbed it with her index finger. She appeared to concentrate on just one spot. Rekha guessed that it was her clit she was rubbing. Motu suddenly let Rekha go free and came to Alka.

"You also come down," he said and pulled Alka down.

"How hard are you?" Alka asked reaching for his front.

"Very hard. I could nearly feel Bhabhi as if she did not have anything on. Look at how hard she has made me," he said guiding her hand to his crotch.

Both of them were discussing about her as if she was a pet dog who could not comprehend what was being said about her. Rekha felt stupid standing there alone. She did not have to, because he pulled her also with his other hand and put her hand also on his crotch. Rekha tried to pull her hand away.

"You both do whatever you want to but leave me alone," Rekha said feigning disgust at the events.

"It won't bite your hand." he said putting Rekha's hand on the front of his trousers.

"I know it won't bite."

"Then why do you hesitate?" Motu pushed her palm over his erect cock under the trouser.

"Just because it won't bite doesn't mean that a woman keeps grabbing all the cocks she comes across."

"Not every cock but just my cock," Motu said getting excited at her using words like cock.

Rekha let Motu guide her palm to the tent formed by the erection. Alka also put her hand over her Bhabhi's hand and pressed it over it.

"Is it bigger than Chintu's cock Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"Did you feel his cock? Then why are you discriminating against me Bhabhi ?" Motu said pressing her hand over his front.

"No I didn't. He merely tried to do as you are doing now. That's all. You are both same to me," Rekha said letting him press her hands on the erection.

"When did you first discover that these don't bite if you put your hand over it Bhabhi ?" Alka asked as she unzipped the front of Motu's pant.

"What a stupid question. I discovered that it doesn't bite after I got married."

"And you want us to believe it?" Alka asked unzipping Motu's trousers.

Motu still had his belt intact. Alka had merely opened the zip and parted the front thereby exposing the massive tent that had formed in his chaddi. The white bulge contained in the chaddi burst free and forward as soon as Alka unzipped his trousers.

Rekha kept protesting saying, "No. Don't pull my hand over that massive thing. Why do you have to bring me into this?" Her fingers stiffened and clasped over the massive erection.

"He wants to make you feel his cock Bhabhi," Alka said as she put both her hand and Rekha's over it.

Motu's cock was really Motu. It was way bigger than Chintu's. These kids have really big cocks Rekha shuddered.

"Is it due to all the pizza and the other junk foods that these city kids eat?" she wondered.

She wanted Alka to do something more than just be a spectator today. For the past few days Rekha had dominated the show. She was afraid that if she continued to dominate then Alka may find some other place.

She suddenly pulled herself free and whispered to Alka, "It’s not fair on my part to do this. You both dance for some time."

She still insisted that they were dancing. Motu found that funny. Then they suddenly heard the door bell ring. The three of them froze.

"Just wait here. Don't even move or make any noise. Let me handle it."

As she moved out, she turned back and pulled Alka's hand and went. They walked very slowly without making any noise to the door. Rekha peeped through the peep hole. She heaved a sigh of relief as she put her eyes on the hole. She put her finger on her lips and moved her head away. Alka immediately stuck her head and looked. It was the neighbor Pooja. "Tell me when she moves away. Keep looking," Rekha whispered to Alka.

"Okay," Alka whispered back.

Meanwhile Rekha had a sudden brain wave. She quickly removed a couple of hooks of her blouse. She kept her eyes glued to Alka and also the bedroom. She kept the top and bottom hook intact and removed the intervening hooks, not satisfied with that she tried to pull up the bottom hem of her blouse. It was tight. She exhaled and shrunk her chest and put her hands inside the blouse through the opening between the top and bottom hook and pulled the blouse up so that the hem of the blouse rested on the middle of the bottom half of her breasts. She looked down. She undid the bottom hook and put the one above it on so that it was easier for the blouse to slide up.

The blouse cut into the flesh of her breasts. Some of the lower slope of her breasts was exposed. Moreover with the hooks undone, the flesh of her breasts was bared. It was not just the cleavage but nearly the whole of the inner halves of her breasts. She looked at the bedroom and she quickly pushed the left breast towards the opening so that her left nipple could be seen. But when she took her hand away the nipple disappeared but the aureole could be seen bared. She pulled the pallu over the blouse

"Keep your eyes there," Rekha whispered to Alka as she manipulated her blouse.

The neighbour girl Pooja still hung around and rang the bell again. Alka knew that Rekha wanted her to keep silent so that the girl would think that she was no one home. Meanwhile Motu could no longer restrain his anxiety. He walked to the bedroom entrance and peeped out. Rekha considered herself as lucky as she had just covered herself with the pallu. Alka was still glued to the keyhole. She saw the girl hesitate for some time and then move away.

Alka heaved a sigh of relief as she whispered, "She is gone."

"Who was it?" Motu asked.

"It was our neighbour," Alka said as she moved away from the door.

"She is a pain in the ass. She may try us in our mobile. Put it off or put it on silent mode. As a matter of fact it would be embarrassing if any of our mobiles had rung when she was there."

Motu immediately put his palm on Rekha's ass and asked, "You mean here?"

"What?" Rekha asked unable to comprehend what he meant.

"You said she is a pain in the ass. Does it hurt here Bhabhi?"

He put his hand on Rekha's ass and let it roam around.

"Very funny," Rekha said trying to move his hand away.

She simply had to move away and his hand would have no longer been on her ass. Instead, she pretended to fight him and push him away. She put both her palms on his chest and tried to push him away.

He mimicked her saying, "Very funny," and put both his hands on her chest.

She did not move back. He kept his hands on her breasts and stopped pushing her. His hands just were on her breasts.

"You are becoming an incorrigible brat," she said as he proceeded to cup his hands on her breasts which were covered by the pallu. Alka stood next to them and put her hand on Motu's crotch.

"Feel how big it has grown Bhabhi," she said trying and succeeding in sneaking her hand inside the opening of his trousers.

"You both have become unmanageably disobedient and totally shameless," Rekha said trying to push his hands from her breasts.

Motu had got a good grip on her breasts and was gently squeezing them. Rekha kept pushing him back. But there was no trace of any anger on her face. Instead, she had an amused look as she kept reprimanding them.

"Bhabhi I am very horny now. Just feel my cock," Motu said suddenly stopping the charade and pleading with her.

"I told you both to do whatever you want, I mean just to leave me alone and practice dancing. You don't listen to me and then blame me."

She stopped pushing him.

"I am horny because of you Bhabhi. Mainly your ass and your boobs," he said pulling the pallu away from her chest. As soon as he pulled the pallu away he was greeted with the sight of her blouse, many hooks of which had come off. Both the inner half of her breasts were bare right up to the peak. The left nipple had gone inside blouse but the light brown circle around the nipple was peeping out from the blouse. The lower half of both her breasts were exposed from under the blouse. The blouse had cut into the flesh. Both Alka and Motu stared at the breasts in utter fascination.

"Look what a mess you have made of my dress," Rekha said trying to pull the blouse down and cover her breasts.

"Don't Bhabhi. This is the most fascinating pair of breasts I have ever seen even in pictures or even in blue movies," Motu said as he caught her hands and prevented her from adjusting the blouse.

"Don't create a scene here. And don't make any noise," she tried to pull her hands free.

They were still near the door.

"We won't make a scene. Just let me admire them," Motu said as he moved closer.

"How dare you compare me with the women you see in such movies?"

He did not even bother to answer her. He folded her hands behind her back. He held both hands behind her as he pushed the pallu down. Rekha as usual tried to put up a reluctant fight.

"Now what do you want to do? Play with my breasts?" Rekha said as she tried to cover her breasts.

She had a playful look on her face as she put up a pretense.

Motu folded both her arms back and held them pinned behind her. Her pallu had fallen down. Motu slowly pushed her towards the bedroom.

Rekha let herself be guided to the bedroom even as she kept saying, "Wait. Let me adjust my blouse. It feels so odd standing here with half my breasts exposed to you."

"More than half your boobs Bhabhi," Motu corrected her.

"Let’s go to the bedroom," he said.

"No," Rekha resisted.

"It will attract unnecessary attention if we stand here. Suit yourself," Motu said.

"If we go there you will become uncontrollable," she smiled.

"Even if we stand here I am unable to control myself," he said.

"You know that," he smiled.

"Yes I know," she said. After some silence, she smiled and said, "Then we better go there."

He did not let go off her hand. He held it till they went inside.

Alka carried the pallu next to them as they walked in.

"Lets sit on the bed," Motu suggested.

"No."

But Motu did not pay heed to her. He brought her near the bed. The ever curious Alka stood in the side watching them.

"What now?" Rekha asked coquettishly with her hands folded back and held in place by Motu.

Motu brought her hands forward and up and gently made her sit on the bed. Motu pried her legs open her legs and inched forward. While trying to part her legs wide, the sari that had been tucked in at the waist became loose. All of them noticed it but pretended not to have noticed it. Rekha looked every bit sexy with the pallu off and most of the breasts bared and what little was covered also clad in a semi transparent blouse. Her arms were raised as Motu held them up.

Suddenly Rekha looked at his crotch. His chaddi was pushed forward by the erection. It was capped by a wet spot at the very top. Obviously the handling of the cock by Alka and Rekha had made some precum ooze out.

"Take that horrendous thing away," Rekha said pointing to the opened zip with her chin.

Motu held both her raised arms with one hand and put his palm over his crotch pressing it.

"This?" he asked.

"Yes," Rekha looked up at him.

"I told you it won't bite you."

"I know it won't bite me."

"I am the one who has to be afraid," Motu said.

"Afraid of what?"

"You may get horny and bite it."

"I have seen enough of them to be attracted to it uncontrollably."

"Like how many Bhabhi?" Alka asked.

She had been standing rather silently.

"In books and also some movies." Rekha said trying to cover up the faux pas.

"I never asked you where you saw them Bhabhi. I merely asked you how many you have seen. Or how many of them do you remember," Alka asked unable to contain her curiosity.

"How can I remember now?"

"More than five?" Alka would not give up.

"May be."

"More than ten Bhabhi?"

"May be around that number, but remember, in books," Rekha smiled at her.

"We all know what you mean Bhabhi," Alka said. Then she added, "Are we going to stay here all day asking Bhabhi some silly questions."

Motu gently pushed her back and made her lay gently on the bed. Rekha allowed herself to lay back. Her legs hung down from the bed. Thighs upward she lay on the bed. As Rekha lay on the bed, Motu shifted to the bed. All the while he held Rekha's arms. Had she wanted, she could have wrenched them free but she did not. The hold on her arms was now rather symbolic. Motu knew that and so did Rekha. She found Motu somewhat more attractive than Chintu. He had a boyish charm about him unlike Chintu who was more like an young adult. You could classify Motu at best as an adolescent, Rekha thought. If she let Motu have sex with her, she can fantasize as if she was having sex with a school boy. It thrilled her. Motu now sat by her side. Alka had also come up and joined them on the bed. Motu still held her arms raised. He bent down and examined her torso rather closely.

"You are embarrassing me. I am not a patient and you are not a doctor. Don't start examining me," she said.

"That's what I had in my mind Bhabhi," taking the cue. "I read somewhere that the pulse rate goes up when a person is sexually aroused," Motu said giving some broad hints of what he had in his mind.

"Feel my pulse Alka," he told the younger girl. Alka promptly took the hint and slipped her palm inside Motu's shirt. She rested it over his left side of the chest and waited for some time.

"Its beating fast," she declared.

"Now feel mine," she thrust her chest forward.

Motu slipped his hand inside her top and put it on her breast. "You hold the arms Alka," he said symbolically handing over Rekha's arms to Alka's care.

"Motu will go away after some time but you and I will stay in this house, remember," Rekha warned her sister in law.

"Alka you are doing it on my behalf," Motu told smiling.

"That's true. Whatever you want to do, you must do it to him Bhabhi," Alka said putting her hand over Rekha's arms which were raised over her head but on the bed.

Motu lifted Alka's top up exposing both her breasts. He grabbed her left breast and pretended to feel the pulse rate.

"It’s beating very fast. You must be very horny Alka," he said.

"That's what I have been saying for the past one hour." Motu moved his palm so that her nipple stuck out through the gap between the fingers. He looked at Rekha as he gently pressed Alka's nipple between his fingers.

"What?" Rekha asked unable to take her eyes off the way the younger girl's breast and nipple were being manipulated.

"Nothing. I didn't say anything," he said looking alternatively at the breast he was fondling and Rekha.

"You were looking at me as if you wanted to say something."

"No I didn't want to say anything," he said as he started gently pushing the breast up as if he was weighing it.

Rekha was now serious. She could not take her eyes off Alka's breast.

"Are you also horny Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"No,” Rekha cried softly as if protesting.

"Let’s see," Motu said taking his hand away from Alka's breast. "I am just going to feel your pulse rate."

"No."

"Okay tell me something else," Motu asked.

"What?"

"When did you last remove the hair from here?" Motu showed the armpit.

"Why? Is there any growth there?" Rekha tried to look at the armpit.

"No. It’s still smooth. But if you look very closely then I can see the hair sprouting."

"You are a disgusting guy Motu," Rekha said.

"Why?"

"The things you say and look at."

"Don't tell me that you didn't know that guys get attracted to women's armpits."

"She knows. She said the same thing to Chintu also," Alka said.

"Not fair again. You let Chintu do all that he wants and you won't let me do anything. I am really angry Bhabhi," Motu put on a serious face.

"That's not what I meant Motu. What I meant was that she saw Chintu freaking out on my underarms," Alka came to her rescue.

"Okay. I would have felt really bad if she had let Chintu do something and not let me do it," he said.

He bent down and kissed her cheek and he apologized.

"I am really sorry Bhabhi."

"Sorry about what?" Rekha asked looking down at her breasts as if hinting to him, what are you doing about them. Motu was not sure but then they were beyond normal niceties.

"Sorry that I thought that you were partial to Chintu." He bent down and kissed her cheek.

"I told you that both of you are same to me. I tell him and also you to stop doing something or not to do something, but you both don't always listen to me. You are both very disobedient. I have given up on you."

The message was not lost on Motu. What she was trying to convey is that she would say something but it was not always expected that they listen to her.

"It’s not our fault if we don't obey."

"Then whose fault is it?"

"Yours."

"Mine?"

"Yes yours."

"Tell me how is it my fault if you don't listen to me."

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Chapter 16

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She is not licking anyone now."

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

"Who told you that someone licked me?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I will be very careful."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sherlock Holmes," Rekha smiled at him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Motu did not pay any heed to her.

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

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

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

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

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

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Chapter 17

Her big tits shimmered on her chest like the skin was translucent. They no longer hung down like heavy globes as they had when she faced down. Her stomach was smooth and flat. Her navel was perfectly round and deep.

Motu sat on the bed beside her, leaning down and kissing her. Leaning down a little, his mouth covered her lips. His tongue, darted between her lips into her mouth. He licked her succulent lips. He kept licking it and the area from just under her nose all the way to her chin. His licks were not just licks but very wet. It felt kinky to get licked all over the face. Motu could taste the salty film of sweat faintly.

Rekha parted the lips making way for his tongue to explore inside her mouth. He flicked at the roof of her mouth and swirled his tongue around caressing her tongue which she thrust from between her lips. They kept rubbing their tongues with one another as if they were engaged in a sword fight and their tongues were the swords. He fell on her body, pressing down from above enjoying the feel of her big firm breasts poking into his chest through the shirt. She thrust her tongue in his mouth, exploring the roof of his mouth and then playing with his tongue. His arms tightened around her body, crushing her to his chest. There was no protest from her..

His hands playfully fondled and caressed Rekha's rather large breasts. He slid onto the bed beside her leaning down and kissing her on her lips again. At the same time, he allowed one of his hands to playfully fondle and caress her breasts. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her tits into his palm. His fingers circled the slopes of her tits, climbing up to tweak the rubbery nipples. The nipples really felt rubbery. He squeezed and kneaded the pliant mounds of flesh, as though they were balls of dough for chapatti which he had seen his own Bhabhi knead absentmindedly at home as she sat watching the serials in TV every day . He rolled them, he tugged at them, and then his head dropped to Rekha's chest and he kissed and sucked her breasts. While his tongue, teeth, and lips were busy with her breasts, he slipped his hand down the plain of her stomach and between her spread thighs over the sari.

The sari had come way down at the back all the way to below her ass. But in the front it still covered her pubic bulge. He slipped his hand inside the sari. He touched the beginning of the bulge. He paused for some time touching the flesh. The flesh was very smooth but when he rubbed back against the pattern of growth he could feel the hair beginning to sprout. Rekha shoved her tongue deeper in his mouth indicating that she was excited. Motu caught Rekha's tongue and sucked it as if he was a woman sucking and Rekha's tongue was a cock. She thrust her tongue even deeper into Motu's lips making it easier for him to suck her tongue. Finding no resistance, he pushed the sari down in the front also as he had done in the back. He lightly rubbed the mound of her pussy. She moaned louder now. Her hips undulated, as though imitating the movements of fucking.

Alka who was sitting beside them and watching them, caught hold of Rekha's hand and guided her hands, pulling downward toward Motu's Crotch. Rekha felt the swollen length of his prick through the opening that Alka had made by opening Motu's zip. She applied a pressure on it unknown to Alka. Her fingers fondled and caressed Motu's cock, slowly at first, then increasing the pace.

Motu who had been feeling Rekha's pubis tickled a finger up into her cunt. She groaned, then groaned again when his thumb lightly rubbed against the button of her clitoris. Her body writhed and twisted when he touched her clit. Rekha suddenly pushed his hand away from her cunt. When he resisted and tried to probe the moist wet cunt slit further, she pushed it away firmly. He knew when she was not serious. For some reason she did not want him touching her there, probably it was because she was very wet and moist all over there. Motu found the whole area around her cunt very slippery and moist. He relinquished his finger fucking and withdrew his finger from her cunt.

He resumed squeezing and kneading and sucking Rekha's breasts. He kept at it, fully enjoying himself for over five minutes. He kissed each of her honey coloured nipples. He worked his hand upward until a palm cupped the rounded base of her breasts. Her flesh was smooth like satin. He enjoyed the firmness of her ripe, bulging tits. His fingers lovingly crept up her breast. She gasped, trembling when his fingers found the nipple. He fondled the nipples sending tremors through her body. By manipulation of his fingertips, he brought the buds to life as if it was a small cock and it had become erect. It swelled readily. It stiffened to a rubbery hardness with excitement, until it stood straight up into the air. His fingers released their hold on her nipple and suddenly dropped down to cup her tit again. He kneaded the apple-like shape of her breast, while he ducked his head down, his lips capturing the swollen nipple. Rekha simply looked down at Motu's hands as if he was playing with someone else's breasts. Alka was also watching them.

"Suck it," Alka whispered pushing Motu's head down. "Suck Bhabhi's nipples. She is really horny. What Bhabhi?" Rekha's back arched upward, feeding the creamy flesh of her tit into Motu's mouth. He sucked, harder and harder. At the same time his tongue, lashed across the swollen nipple and his teeth nibbled her nipple.

"Is your cock hard?" Alka asked Motu as her hand tightened around the stiffness of Motu's cock.

She pulled the cock from under the chaddi and squeezed the thick rod. Freed from the confines of the chaddi, Motu's cock sprang free and stood straight up pointing to the ceiling. Alka pulled the foreskin back from Motu's knob exposing the reddish tip with precum oozing from it. She moved her hand, her fist running up and down on the hard flesh. Rekha saw in fascination as Alka moved her fist up and down his cock. "Slow down Alka. We don't want him to cum all over the bed," Rekha said putting her hand on Alka's moving fist as if she wanted to restrain her sister in law.

"This nipple is getting sore," Rekha whispered to Motu looking down at his mouth as it engulfed the nipple between the lips.

Motu got the hint and pulled his lips away and put his lips on the other one.

"Let me see if it is sore," Alka said still holding Motu's cock in her fist.

She bent down and examined Rekha's nipple. She used her free hand to strum the already hard nipple. She rolled the nipple around using her index finger.

"You really are an animal. You have to learn to love the nipple," Alka said as she unexpectedly bent down and took the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva in her mouth.

"Tell me when and if it hurts Bhabhi," Alka said as she sucked the nipple lovingly.

"It’s been my fantasy to watch two girls do this," Motu said watching Alka's lips on Rekha's nipple.

"And I always wanted to get fucked by two guys." Alka said taking her lips away from Rekha's nipple.

"I thought you said you want to remain a virgin till you get married," Motu said. "You only have to tell when and me and Chintu are always ready."

"That doesn't mean I can’t fantasize. What do you say Bhabhi? You can do it to me after my first night or suhaag raat."

Rekha felt Alka's breath on her breast as she talked to Motu. It was cold to feel the air on the nipple which was wet with Motu's saliva.

"Don't you have a similar fantasy of getting fucked by two guys at the same time Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"May be she has done it already. What do you say Bhabhi?" Motu asked playing with her nipple.

"No," Rekha said gasping for breath.

"Liar," Alka said pulling Rekha's nipple with her teeth.

"Do you think I would lie to you after all this," Rekha said pointing to her body drawing attention to the state they were in.

'I can't believe that you were faithful to your boyfriends," Alka said and got busy with Rekha's nipple which she had been sucking.

"You asked me if I have ever done it with two guys at the same time, didn't you?" Rekha asked.

"Yes," Alka replied pausing her action of kissing Rekha's nipple.

"The answer is no," Rekha replied smiling.

"What's the catch? What's so funny?" Alka asked puzzled.

"Not simultaneously," Rekha said.

"One after the other?" Motu asked kneading Rekha's breast and simultaneously pinching her nipple.

"What do you think?" Rekha asked folding her legs at the knees making the sari to fall in one heap at her waist. In all the turning and twisting, the sari had been drawn to above the knees and the moment she folded her knees it fell to her waist. Rekha was covered only at her hips by the sari. She was nude all over.

"Was the other guy watching when one of them did you Bhabhi?" Motu asked almost whispering.

"No. He was in another room. I was not as shameless as Alka is now."

"How many times each Bhabhi?" Motu asked getting excited.

"Twice," Rekha said sensing that this piece of information made Motu aroused.

"How old were you Bhabhi?" Motu asked.

Alka was listening to them while she was busy kissing Rekha's nipple.

"I was in the first year degree then. That makes me 18 then."

"Were your boobs as big as Alka's is now?" Motu said sizing Alka's breasts over the vest.

"That's so unfair to me. I am the only one who is nearly nude. Let me get dressed as you both are," Rekha said looking at his hands as they seized Alka's breasts.

"They were even smaller then. Alka is now 19. I was an year younger at that time. Actually they grew big in the second year onwards thanks to many friends."

Alka was stroking Rekha's tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples and sucking the other.

Motu put his hands up, looked at Alka and said, "Alka, take off my shirt please."

Alka quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off from under the belt and peeled it off his body.

As soon as she removed his shirt, she peeled off her top in a jiffy. Alka pulled Motu's hands over her breasts. The moment he saw Alka's bare breasts Motu let go of Rekha and grabbed Alka's breast and covered it with his lips and tongue.

As Motu licked her tit and nipple, she placed both hands around Motu's cock. Alka gave a moan as her nipples poked against his palms. Staring down Motu saw her nipples swell and enlarge out. They had to be at least half an inch long and finger-thick, their tips distended. He reached out again, this time and flicked one stiff nipple with a finger.

Motu's finger flicked across Alka's erect nipple again, then moved in a circle over the surface of its brown areola. She felt her cunt starting to ooze. He placed his palms over her nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, moving his palms over her breasts, feeling those swollen nipples bend and spring erect, stiffer than before. He watched the nipples pop up resiliently under each roll of his hands. Her attractive face took on a strange expression, with her full lips parting "Don't stop,." Alka said letting go of his cock which she had been holding. She clutched his hands over her breasts. "Keep doing that. It... it feels nice. Mmmm," she moaned.

Motu grasped the nipples between thumb and forefinger and gave them a couple of squeezes.

He tugged at the nipples again. His fingers pulled on her nipples, taking care not to pull too hard. His head swooped down and Motu pursed his lips hard onto one nipple and sucked it into his mouth.

She uttered a high pitched cry and arched, mashing her abundant breast to his face. The nipple was caught between his lips as his tongue slid wetly over it. She reached up and caught hold of his head, fingers clutching his hair. Her breast shoved forward, filling his mouth and smashing against his face that he could hardly breathe. He sucked her breast harder. Rekha was now the spectator. She couldn't help thinking that it was like watching a blue film. Watching two near nude teenagers kissing and sucking bared breasts was the most erotic thing she had seen in her life.

"Here, suck on these!" Alka said, pressing her breast into his mouth.

Motu began to suck at the breast in front of him. He buried a hard nipple deep into his mouth. Alka was now clutching his head and kept it pressed to her breast, mashing his face onto her chest with such force that Motu thought for a moment he was going to suffocate. Gasping for breath, he broke away from her breast, only to have the other one jammed in his mouth. He kept on sucking. Motu again paused so that he could come up for air. Alka let go off his hair and took her left breast in her hands and pushed it at his face as if she was feeding a baby. Her action in pressing the flesh of her breasts which made her nipples hard and distended.

"Now suck this," she said.

They stuck out in to his mouth. Motu didn't know if her breasts had got bigger now. He pulled his lips away to examine the breast and the nipple. The pressure she was exerting on the ripe flesh was making the peak of the left breast grow bigger. A droplet of spittle hung down as if hung down by a thin thread from her nipple which he had been sucking. Alka pushed his head back to her breast. He was sucking her breasts so hard that he was sure that he must be hurting her. His jaw was beginning to ache. His mouth was opened so wide, as he sucked her ripe breasts, but even then he could only manage to cover a small part of her beautiful breast.

Her crotch was sopping wet, and her breasts throbbed. Her heart was pounding, and she felt dizzy all over. Motu reached down and grabbed her thighs and parted them wide.

"Wait," Alka said and lifted her ass up using her palms. Rekha immediately got up to help Alka. Rekha caught hold of the hem of her skirt and peeled it off by drawing it down her thighs and legs. Now Alka was nude totally. Rekha's sari which had come off and lay as a heap around her waist slid down on to the bed when she rose up to help Alka get rid of her skirt. She sat down next to them and absent mindedly pulled the sari and covered her cunt. Except that she was naked all over. Motu put his hands on Alka's thighs and parted them wide again. Rekha and he could see Alka's labia slightly spread apart. It was dark but not pitch black at the center along the labia and also along the slit of her cunt and somewhat sparse growth at the other areas. Her labia were glistening from her own juices. Motu worked his hands up from her ass towards her thighs.

He made her lean to her left side on her palm so that he could access her right ass which was lifted up from the bed. He put his palm on her ass and felt it and trying to cup the rather big flesh in his palm. Her ass felt firm and muscular. He used his fingers to slowly stroke the crease between her thigh and ass. He worked along one leg, feeling the firm muscles of her thigh. Motu pushed her to the right side so that he could start at the left ass, giving the same treatment to the crease of her ass and thigh.

He pushed her more so that she leaned more to the side so that in addition to the crease of her ass and thigh he could also feel the ass crack. He hesitated for some time and looked at Alka's face. There was an expectant look on her face as his fingers lingered on the ass crack. He pushed his fingers between the full rounded ass cheeks and ran it from her back to her cunt opening. He ran it back, pushing his fingers even deeper. Motu heard Alka gasp as his finger touched the only rough spot in the otherwise smooth cleft. He paused this time letting his forefinger press the puckered asshole. Motu did not have to hesitate with Alka as he had done with Rekha when he explored the cleft of her ass. There was no evidence of shame in them or even a pretense of embarrassment with the younger girl. Alka, on her own tilted her body so that she could give Motu more access to her ass. As he played with her asshole her labia were getting engorged, or so he thought, a sign indicating her arousal.

"Bhabhi, Won't you help me with my fantasy?" Motu asked Rekha who was sitting next to them and watching them.

"Your desire to see two women have sex?" Rekha asked him and looked at Alka.

There was no sign of disapproval from Alka.

"But I am not a lesbian," Rekha said as if telling him a fact. She was not protesting and there was no hint that she was unwilling to go along. That was enough for Motu.

"You don't have to be a lesbian. I just want to see you both hug and do some things like kissing and hugging. You don't really have to have sex. Alka won't mind," Motu was nearly pleading with Rekha.

Rekha looked at Alka who sat there as if the discussion revolved around another person.

"Okay, if that's what tickles you I will do something. Don't tell me that it doesn't look real," Rekha giggled as she moved closer to Alka and put her arms around her. Motu pulled off the sari from her body. Motu's cock stuck out from above the elastic of his chaddi.

"Why don't you take it off Motu?" Alka asked him pointing to his chaddi.

Motu pulled off the chaddi. All of them were now naked as the day they were born.

Then she looked at Rekha and said, "You will have to come closer if we have to do what Motu asked you to."

Rekha's breasts were swaying and jiggling as she moved closer to the other two. She exaggerated her movements as she shifted herself using her palms on the bed. Alka's nipples were hard, pointing out like bullets, the skin of her aureoles were puckered and were darker than the usual light honey brown colour.

Rekha looked at Motu. She repeated his actions on Alka giggling as she did that as though it was all a joke. They both slowly started massaging her breasts. They were firm, yet soft and warm, Rekha thought. They lingered on Alka's breasts each of them fondling a breast. Rekha had stopped giggling and now had a serious look about her. Soon Motu was looking at Rekha as to what he should do. She was now taking the lead and Motu was following her actions. They moved down to her stomach and sides. Their hands circled her navel, and at one point, Rekha bent down and playfully licked it, "Does that tickle?" Rekha asked half giggling.

"No. That feels good," Alka said with a serious expression on her face.

Motu spread Alka's legs and crawled between them.

"You're very beautiful, Alka. I had not noticed how sexy you look," Rekha said kissing Alka on her cheek.

She slowly pressed her mouth to Alka's and they began to kiss. As they kissed Motu moved his mouth up to Alka's mound. Motu was within inches of Alka's cunt. Alka spread her legs obligingly giving him a close up view of her wet pussy. Motu moved his head further as near as he could. He was sure that Alka could feel his hot breath on her cunt lips. He kissed her outer lips gently and she moved to press harder against them. Motu extended his tongue and softly licked her naked, outer lips.

He then parted them with his tongue and slowly began exploring her pussy. She smelled magnificent, musky and fresh. Alka leaned on her palms and back making it easier for Motu to work his mouth on her cunt. Motu started at her perineum and gave a long wide lick to the length of her slit.

He paused on the way back down and gave some extra attention to her clit, which was hard and extended from its hood.

"Mmmm," was all she said.

"Motu really knows how to eat a girl," Rekha said, "for a man claiming to be a virgin."

She smiled and looked at Alka. They both then looked down at Motu. He looked up from his work.

"I don't have the personal knowledge of it like Rekha Bhabhi has. But I have seen lots of it in the movies and in pictures. Am I doing it correct Alka?"

"I don't know if that's how it’s done. But I can tell you this much that it feels like I am in heaven. Now stop wasting precious time and get back to work."

She and Rekha went back to kissing each other. As he licked her cunt, Motu looked up and saw that Rekha was no longer pretending that she was doing something for his sake. They were very involved in the kiss and the way they held each other betrayed Rekha's intentions. Alka had confessed to Chintu and Motu that she didn't mind going down on her Bhabhi or having her eat her cunt. He wanted them to shed whatever inhibitions they may still have.

Motu knew from experience that with some kind of encouragement Rekha would do anything, even if something was kinky. The trick in making her shed the residual inhibitions was to goad her into doing things which she was not basically averse to do. May be if he had a bit of luck on his side, he could even get to fuck her ass, he thought.

Motu took his head away from Alka's cunt which he had been sucking and said, "Don't merely kiss like you are two teenagers meeting for the first time. Surely there are things that you both can do for which you don't have to be lesbians."

"Like what, for example?" Rekha asked.

"For example you can touch each other's boobs nor may be you can try sucking the nipples," Motu replied..

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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.

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Chapter 19

"I want to thank my pyaari Bhabhi in my own special way for showing me a different world," Alka said, getting up on her knees, moving around on the bed.

"What do you want to do to me now?" Rekha asked in a tone pretending to be scared of the action that was to follow.

"I am not going to do anything. We are going to do sixtynine together," Alka said.

"What?" Rekha asked but she was soon silenced by Alka who placed her cunt on Rekha's face. Alka straddled Rekha's shoulders placing her own cunt over Rekha's face and bent down toward Rekha's cunt, the lips of which had parted lightly as Motu spread her thighs wide apart. The lips of Rekha's cunt were parted and Alka and Motu could see the red opening of her parted cunt inside. There was something very vulgar but at the same time lusty about seeing the inside of a parted wet cunt. The inside of a cunt was not beautiful like a pair of ripe breasts or even like seeing a pair of fleshy rounded ass cheeks or the thighs, Motu thought.

As Alka touched Rekha's cunt lips, her nail scraped over the tender flesh of the pussy lips. Rekha flinched but said nothing. Alka was clumsy, but she was trying to please her. Maybe she could teach her by example.

While Alka groped in Rekha's cunt flesh, Rekha gripped Alka's soft and young ass cheeks and pulled Alka's ass down.

The girl's spread pussy settled on her mouth, and Rekha thrust her tongue into the cunt slit and licked. Alka ground her ass over Rekha's mouth. Rekha and Alka were soon kissing each others cunt lips.

Alka rubbed her cunt down on Rekha's face while simultaneously kissing her Bhabhi's cunt. Rekha licked slowly. The tip of her tongue touched the bud of Alka's clit. Alka gyrated her ass around and around while Rekha held the younger girl's ass cheeks firmly.

Alka's tongue pushed through Rekha's cunt slit. Alka also responded to Rekha's lickings by thrusting her tongue deep inside Rekha's cunt lips and licked. Waves of tingling pleasure flowed through Rekha's cunt as Alka's tongue danced over her bare smooth cunt. It was very similar to the sensations she got when someone fucked her but on a smaller scale. One thing that Rekha was certain was that Alka licked her cunt better than any of her boyfriends had done. With her knees folded and her feet firmly on the bed, Rekha pushed her ass up to meet Alka's tongue.

Motu bent down to have a closer look at Rekha's cunt. He had looked at his own Bhabhi's cunt as his brother fucked her. But from far, he could not make out the features of a cunt so clearly. His brother did not pay attention to his wife's cunt as Motu would if he had a cunt all to himself. May be his brother also thought that going down on a cunt was dirty like Alka's brother thought.

Looking at Motu's face breathing on her face, Alka knew that he wanted a closer look at her Bhabhi's cunt. She took her mouth away from her Bhabhi's cunt and inserted the forefingers of both her hands inside. She stretched out the lips of Rekha's cunt and rolled the warm cunt flesh out, exposing her clit. She put her lips over it and touched her tongue against the nub.

Simultaneously Alka pushed her cunt down against Rekha's face and held it there, quivering slightly while Rekha ran her tongue around and around Alka's cunt. There was some hair growth there but very short and like a long stubble. Alka took her mouth away from Rekha's cunt and said,

"Bhabhi, you can do anything but don't put your fingers inside my cunt like I am doing to yours. Okay Bhabhi?" When Rekha didn't reply at all, Alka asked her, "Are you listening? You won't put your finger inside will you?"

All that Rekha could say in response was a, "Hmmmmm."

Alka ran her tongue roughly onto Rekha's clit. The electric shock of the contact made her ass heave high. When she settled back to the bed, Alka ran her tongue out with more care and barely touched the sensitive organ. As Rekha had done and demonstrated, Alka maintained light touch. Each time she touched a particularly sensitive spot, it made Rekha to rock her hips and raise her ass from the bed as if to grind it over Alka's lips, as if fucking her face.

Motu now could not contain himself. He bent down and looked at Rekha's cunt closely. The skin over it was in folds and very irregular. The outer lips were thick and protruded as if it was the lips of a girl with prominent buck teeth when she tries to shut her mouth. Now he knew that Rekha had stopped all her nakhras. He put his palm on Rekha's thighs very near her cunt. Alka was busy licking her clit. Motu put his thumb and the forefinger on Rekha's clit and pulled the hood of the skin covering the clit down. Inside, the clitoris looked like a very small miniature cock. It was pinkish but of a pale hue. Motu put his forefinger inside Rekha's cunt and then ran his finger tip on the clit. Rekha lifted her ass up.

"Is it nice Bhabhi?" he asked.

"Hmmmm.........," was all that Rekha could answer.

Motu looked at Alka's ass. The ass cheeks were much bigger than what they seemed to be under the dress she wore. They were full, rounded and very fleshy bordering on what one could call as abundant. Rekha had gripped the ass cheeks in her palms and was pulling her ass close to her lips. Rekha was also kneading Alka's ass cheeks as he had done to their both breasts.

Motu guided Rekha's fingers into Alka's ass crack. Rekha took the hint as his fingers pushed her own fingers towards the crack. She put her fingers in the crack. Not being satisfied with that, Motu put his fingers on Rekha's fingers and parted the ass cheeks wide.

Motu could see Alka's wrinkled and puckered asshole. The pinkish brown ring of wrinkled flesh was soft to touch. It reminded Motu of some raisins. Motu pressed the tip of his finger on the center of the ring. Alka gave a gasp as his finger pressed on it.

"How does it feel Alka?" Motu asked her. "I don't know. It's a strange sensation," Alka said lifting her head away from Rekha's cunt.

"Nice or not nice?" Motu asked.

Alka briefly lifted her head and grinned and said, "Nice."

Motu pressed more taking care not to let his finger go inside. He moved his finger all over the ring of flesh.

"Bhabhi open Alka's ass more," he said in an inaudible whisper in her ears.

"You tell me if it hurts Alka," Motu said.

"But don't put your finger inside my front okay?" Alka said.

"I heard you telling Bhabhi. I won't do it," Motu said.

Rekha opened Alka's ass cheeks even apart and held them that way. Motu took the forefinger of her right hand in his hand and guided it to Alka's asshole. Initially Rekha pulled her hand away as soon as it made contact with the puckered flesh. But Motu was insistent. Rekha also was eager to do those prohibited acts which any other girl would have considered a taboo. But not so with Alka. Rekha felt the pressure of Alka's cunt on her face increasing as she slowly felt the button of the asshole. She must remember to look at Alka's asshole, Rekha thought to herself.

She had never seen an asshole from close quarters. She had never met another girl who would have let her examine her asshole. These kids were so much different. They were so different from the Kanpur girls that she had studied with.

Rekha wanted to know if Alka would wince if she pressed her asshole even harder. She pressed the flesh harder and harder till about half a centimetre of her finger tip was stretched inside the ring. Alka gave a moan and she lifted her ass up as if to meet her finger which was probing her asshole.

From the gyrations of Alka's ass, Rekha knew that the girl had to be experiencing the same kind of stimulation. Her cunt ground harder and harder against Rekha's face. Alka's cunt started jerking against her face each time Rekha's tongue went around Alka's cunt and also the anoperineal area. Rekha slowed down her tongue strokes. Alka's cunt juice flowed as the girl quivered against her.

Rekha kept her lips pursed over Alka's clit and just held her tongue against the tip running it all over the sensitive tip of her clit. Over and over, Alka also pushed her tongue hard against Rekha's clit. That made Rekha's ass go up again and again.

Then Rekha arched her torso lifting her back off the bed and braced her knees as she ground her cunt against Alka's mouth in rhythm with the movement of Alka's tongue. Each time Alka's tongue licked her clit, Rekha's ass rolled up, making her cunt push against Alka's face. Thankfully, Alka stopped tonguing her clit but she kept her mouth on Rekha's cunt as the moist sticky fluid spilt over her lips and then on to the cheeks of her face.

Motu bent down and put his lips on Rekha's thighs as near as he could get to Rekha's cunt. But the vee of her thigh was filled with Alka's head which kept moving up and down the cunt. He was forced to be content with licking the soft inner thigh. He licked it and then bit it softly. He nibbled at the skin. Rekha's thigh muscles were very tense and therefore firm. As she lifted her ass from the bed, resting her weight on her feet and shoulders very briefly, Motu put both his palms under Rekha's big rounded ass cheeks. He held the twin globes of flesh in his palms and kneaded it as Rekha was doing to Alka's ass cheeks.

Rekha was experiencing an orgasm, the likes of which she had not experienced for a very long time. It was heaven compared to the mechanical orgasms which she had become accustomed to expecting from her husband. Her body shivered and at the same time became tense and shook in spasms.

Alka also experienced an intense orgasm. She could hardly concentrate on her Bhabhi's cunt. She was surprised that she liked licking her Bhabhi's cunt. She had come to enjoy an act which she started doing because both Chintu and Motu had pestered her to do something with her Bhabhi because they wanted to see two girls do it. Initially she was shy but later discovered that she found her Bhabhi sexy. But today she liked licking Rekha's cunt and she loved what Rekha was doing to her cunt.

When Rekha's cunt cum stopped flowing, Alka's orgasm had stopped, as well. Rekha took her mouth away from Alka's cunt and released the girl's ass cheeks which she had been gripping on to till then. Alka rolled over and turned, lying close against Rekha, her head besides Rekha's hips.

"Bhabhi I'm sorry if I was too rough," Alka said. "I just couldn't help it when I came."

Rekha kissed the girl and said, "Don't worry about it. You'll develop more control as you practice more."

The girls suddenly remembered about Motu whom they had all but ignored in the past few minutes. He was fondling the knob of his thick hard cock.

"We are sorry Motu," Rekha said putting her hand on his thigh.

"Sorry for what Bhabhi?" he asked.

"We forgot all about you," Rekha said.

"No, I enjoyed the show thoroughly. You both fulfilled my dream or you may even call it my fantasy. Very few people have witnessed what I have seen. They cannot even remotely imagine what it is like to see two women licking each other."

"Alka you help him fondle his thing. Let me get some cokes or whatever is there. But don't make him cum, yet," Rekha pulled Alka by her hand and pulled her sari over her as she went.

They waited till she went out of the bedroom and then Motu asked her, "Do you think she will let me fuck her now?"

"I don't know if she will let you do it today. Besides, you don't have any condoms do you? But she will let you and Chintu both do it. She told me that it has been a fantasy for her to get fucked by two guys at the same time. Don't rush things. She is one hell of a hot bitch and will let any good looking guy fuck her," Alka said.

"Was she good? I mean did she do you good?" Motu was curious.

"She was all nakhras to start with. I know that she loves going down on me and she responded like a bitch in heat when I licked her cunt," Alka said.

Then she added in an almost conspiratorial whisper, "The way she fingered my ass, my guess is that she will even let you fuck her in the ass. Initially she was doing it for your sake but later on I think she just loved fingering my asshole. But be patient and you will enjoy with her."

"If you have that thing about retaining your virginity, why don't you let me fuck you in the ass?" Motu asked.

"Baapre! I will die if you put your cock in my small hole. Have you shown your cock to anyone else? It’s so big. It will tear my cunt. What will I tell the doctor if that happens?" Alka said laughing at the predicament.

"I won't force it inside. Let me try my finger first. If it hurts I will pull it out. Do you think I can try it?"

"Luckily for us Bhabhi is there when we do all this new stuff. If it is dangerous she will tell us. We will ask her sometime before we try anything like that," Alka said reassuringly.

"Do you sometimes feel bad that your brother's wife is cheating him?"

"I don't know if you find it kind of strange. But frankly I never thought of it as something to feel bad about," Alka said putting her hand on his cock.

"It’s not as hard as it was before," she pulled the foreskin back.

"I don't know if it is due to Bhabhi. But when she is around, I can sense the sex and lust in the air," he said as he looked at his cock waking up to life.

"I forgot to ask you when you asked me about Rekha Bhabhi. Would you feel bad if Chintu fucked your Bhabhi as we are planning?" Alka asked fondling the knob of his cock.

"Frankly I have been shagging a lot imagining about someone else fucking my Bhabhi that I am looking forward to Chintu fucking her."

"What about you? I mean why didn't you think of fucking her? Does it not excite you when you see her being fucked by your brother?" Alka asked him.

"There is something very boring about my brother doing it to his wife. Every couple do it. What excites me is someone else doing it to her. There is something about married women having sex outside the marriage. Husband and wife having sex is not as exciting. So in a way you could even say that I am eager to have my Bhabhi fucked by Chintu before me. There is also another selfish motive."

"What is that?" Alka asked.

"Chintu can have my Bhabhi while I have Rekha Bhabhi all to myself," Motu grinned.

"Is your Bhabhi not as sexy as Rekha Bhabhi?"

"From what I have seen of her, she is as sexy as Rekha Bhabhi. That's not my view alone. Even Chintu thinks so. She is a plumper version of your Bhabhi, with bigger pair of ass and breasts and some folds in her waist which Rekha Bhabhi doesn't have. But the second reason why I want Chintu to fuck her is that I can always have her at anytime once she gets into our way."

"You are really a selfish bastard. But now let us not discuss about Rekha Bhabhi," Alka put her forefinger on her lips silencing him and bent down and started kissing his already hard cock.

Alka raised her head from his cock and asked him, "Should I remove the hair from here?" she asked showing her cunt. The hair growth was a stubble. Motu felt the hair against the growth and said, "I don't know. But I like the small growth here and here also," he pointed to her armpit.

"Really?" Alka said raising her arms above her head displaying her armpits.

The spot was a shade darker than the underarms but not pitch dark.

"You really are fascinated by the underarms, aren't you?"

Alka asked as he felt the growth there also.

"Do you think that it’s odd or repulsive? If you think so I can stop it. As a matter of fact I love smelling my Bhabhi's discarded blouse. I love it when I shag while smelling the inside of her blouse where there is a wet patch in her blouse or kameez"

"If you don't think it as perverse I will tell you more."

"Tell me. I find it sexy when you tell me your kinky fantasies," Alka said getting aroused.

"If it is fresh, then at times I have even tasted the salty taste there."

"I guessed it even before you told me. I love it when you do those kinky stuff. But that doesn't mean that you are not a pervert bastard," Alka smiled.

"You are also a pervert bitch," Motu said smiling at her.

"It feels good when you call me a bitch," Alka smiled back. "Seriously do you think it odd when I want to smell your armpit or even kiss it?"

"You are not easily satisfied with smelling and licking armpits. I just find it odd but I like it," Alka said letting him feel her there.

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Chapter 20

"Tell me about Pooja," Motu said as he felt her underarms. Rekha entered carrying three coke bottles which she had already opened.

"What do you want to know about her," Rekha said as she sat on the bed.

"I find her very sexy," Motu said as he pulled Alka over his cock.

"Are you not satisfied with both of us?" Rekha asked playfully as she handed a bottle each to both of them.

"It’s not that at all. I just find her sexy. You know, very plump and big tits," Motu searched for words to justify what he had admitted to them.

"You want to lay your Bhabhi and you want Pooja. How many more do you want?" Rekha asked him.

"Bhabhi, frankly I just want as many as I can get hold of. Is it something wrong?"

"It’s not. I was teasing you, That's all," Rekha said patting his head.

Rekha had wrapped herself with the same sari she had been wearing earlier. She had not properly tied it but just put it around her. Her left breast had become uncovered partially. Part of the nipple was also seen. She looked sexier with the sari on than when she is naked. But now she had no pretensions about covering herself.

"Take some rest," Rekha pushed his hand away when he tried to grab her partially exposed left breast.

"We have a lot of time," Alka said as she watched the disappointment on his face.

"Motu tell me something honestly, okay?" Rekha asked.

"Okay I will be very honest," Motu said wondering what she would ask him.

"You have to be absolutely honest okay?" Rekha said.

Motu nodded.

"Suppose there is someone else we get involved with at some time in future, will you get jealous?"

Motu thought for some time and cleared his throat.

"I will be honest with you Bhabhi. I would naturally be jealous. But it won't be like a husband being jealous or like a jilted lover. I will feel that the guy is lucky while I am not. But I won't be jealous like they show in the movies. I don't know if that makes sense."

Then he added rather suspiciously, "Is there someone in your radars Bhabhi?"

"No stupid guy. If there is someone don't you think that Alka wouldn't have told you? Besides, where was the time? Whatever time we had, you and Chintu kept us both busy. My question was just a hypothetical one. Tomorrow how can I promise that we will not succumb to the charms of someone like you or Chintu?"

"Why would I be jealous Bhabhi? Even when I said I would be jealous what I meant was that when I see a good looking girl, I immediately think that some lucky guy will be fucking her. Similarly in your case also. Is it clear now?" Motu got up and placed the empty coke bottle on the dressing

"Do you always think of sex?' Rekha asked him.

"Not always, but only when I am awake," Motu laughed.

"Seriously tell me," Rekha asked him again.

"Of late Bhabhi, I am unable to concentrate on anything other than you and Alka. I have been shagging everyday many times. For example yesterday I may have shagged for more than five times. I know it’s bad for health but I can’t help it," Motu said, his face becoming rather pathetic.

"First of all get this in mind that it’s not bad for health when you shag. It has no bearing on your ability to perform later. Secondly the more you do it the better your girlfriend or wife will love it. So carry on and do it without guilt," Rekha said with a smiling face.

"Really Bhabhi?"

"Yes. It’s an universally accepted fact."

"What about women?"

"What about women?" Rekha asked.

"Do they also shag like we do?" Motu asked.

"Haven't you asked Alka?" Rekha asked him.

"She told me that she rubs her clit. You know about her obsession with virginity. What about you?" he asked her.

"Well I did that a long time ago. But I didn't have to use my fingers like Alka does. I did not have any obsessions with losing my virginity like she has."

"Didn't you have any fears about being discovered that your husband may discover that you have had sex before marriage?" Motu seemed genuinely concerned.

"There are ways you can make the husband believe that you have not had sex before marriage. Let us not get into that discussion now. We have better things to do," Rekha winked at Alka.

"Like what better things Bhabhi?" Alka asked her.

"Like for example making him come alive," Rekha said pointing to Motu's cock which had gone limp because of inactivity for a long time.

Motu's cock was long and thick but somewhat flaccid. It hung down obscenely like an appendage from his torso but it was limp.

"Just how insulting it is. Here we are two girls, one aged nineteen and the other twenty two and both naked and near naked and you don't even have an erection to boast about," Rekha playfully tugged at his cock.

Alka meanwhile had started touching her cunt lips while watching them. That was the first time that Rekha on her own volition touched his cock without prodding. Motu looked at Alka. Her firm swelling breasts and thighs looked irresistible. He gaped at the pouting thick lips of her cunt that she was exploring gently with her fingers now at the junction of her slightly spread thighs. The thin, hair lined slit running the full length of her naked cunt caused his mouth to water, and his tongue licked his lips with anticipation. Rekha saw where his gaze was fixed and she also looked at the cunt which only a few minutes earlier she had licked so lovingly. Motu now wanted to do what she had done.

She looked at Motu and put her hand on his laps and took his balls in her palm and felt them. She took his right ball in her palm and gently pressed it in her thumb and forefinger causing a mild lovable pain which strangely Motu found rather pleasant. Rekha was sure of the response it seemed from the expression on her face. She now took his other ball in her hand and repeated the same treatment. She played with his balls holding them in her palm and squeezing it out and at the same time taking care not to apply any excessive pressure on the sensitive organ.

Then after playing with his balls she moved her fingers to the region between the sac and the anus. She ran her finger over the swell of the penis in the region behind the ball sacs beneath the skin. Motu was surprised that his cock existed under the skin. He had known about the extension of his cock under the skin behind the sacs but he had never really cared about it much.

But with Rekha it was different. She seemed to be familiar with every small detail of the male organ even more than he was. It appeared that she knew how to give pleasure to men than Motu knew how to please himself. She moved her fingers over Motu's perineum gradually shifting the finger to the area near his anus. All the while she kept her gaze locked with him. Motu shifted his weight on the back of his ass to give her more space to move her fingers. Not being satisfied with that, she gently pushed him down on his back, all the while taking care to keep their gaze locked. Motu now lay on his back with his knees folded and his feet on the bed.

He looked at her breasts briefly. Rekha also looked at her partially exposed breasts and she looked at him. He put his hand out, pushed the sari down and caught hold of her breast and tweaked at the nipple. Rekha responded by touching the flesh of his anus. Motu smiled and tweaked the other nipple. She again responded by pressing the flesh of his ass hole. Motu experienced a sensation that he had never known of. They continued to play the game of tweaking the nipples and pressing the ring of the ass hole.

Motu's cock had by now regained the original rigidity. Rekha gently pressed the shaft at the base with her thumb and the forefinger and milked his cock upwards. A small droplet of precum oozed out and stood at the slit of his cock.

"Get down between his legs Alka," Rekha told Alka who was again aroused and willing to do anything.

He watched as Alka's her soft young breasts swung down from her torso and her firm rounded buttocks sway obscenely as she crawled on all fours between his legs. Her beautiful long tresses poured down over her shoulders.

"Now lick his cock, Alka. Put his cock in your mouth and suck," Rekha said directing the young girl.

This had been one of the things she had never done before. Kissing a man was one thing. She had kissed many boys before. She had kissed Chintu's and Motu's cock at the swollen knobs very briefly and felt the knobs. But now she was going to suck a cock. Alka wanted to suck his cock, just as Rekha had asked her to. How many girls were as lucky as she was to suck a cock in the presence of her brother's wife to guide them.

"Follow my finger Alka, and let your tongue follow it," Rekha whispered to Alka and put her forefinger hardly touching Motu's cock but showing the way for Alka.

Alka ran her warm, wet tongue, following Rekha's finger all along Motu's rigid cock from its base along its wide underside up to the knob, playing, kissing with long strokes ... then back down to its base and to the short black haired pubic growth and then lower, down around his sac of testicles.

Her first taste of a swollen cock sent wild shivers in her body, and she uncontrollably balanced herself on one arm while she reached back with her other and slowly, felt her breasts and nipples, belly and thighs. She trailed her tongue back over Motu's testicles and along the heavy shaft to its throbbing head, slipped her lips wetly down over it.

She began to suck and lick now. She realized that she loved the taste of Motu's cock. She felt Motu's pubic hair against her chin and lips. When she pressed her lips down, his testicles pressed against her lips.

The sight of Motu's hard cock between Alka's lips increased Rekha's arousal. She saw Alka take her hand that she had been running over her own body and use it to massage the wrinkled skin of Motu's testicles, then stroke the base of his cock as she had seen Rekha had done some time ago even as she continued to suck rhythmically up and down Motu's cock. She paused briefly and then her teeth nibbled Motu's cock. She bit the knob and then took more of his cock in her mouth and then she bit it in the middle.

"Be careful Alka, not to bite it hard but just enough pressure on it,"Rekha cautioned her as she nibbled the entire length of the cock.

Motu could not lay still. He moved his ass up and down in rhythm with the increasing tempo of her hungrily sucking mouth. Alka clenched her thighs tight as she felt herself dripping wet and the cum oozing from inside her cunt. Motu felt the softness of Alka's tongue swirling around the knob of his penis and flicking all around his shaft, and he flexed his buttocks, watching Alka's head move up and down as she worked her mouth around the swelling cock. It was a beautiful sight, he thought, watching it. He wondered why she didn't choke though she had nearly succeeded in taking the entire length of his cock in her mouth. The heat were building deep in the sac of his testicles.

He could see tiny rivulets of perspiration rolling in thin droplets from Alka's body, as she kept sucking his cock. Would she be sweating even in her armpits, he wondered. Would it taste salty if he licked her there, he could not help wondering.

"Suck me harder!" Motu gasped for breath as he screamed at her.

"Shhhh....," Rekha silenced him.

Alka sucked his hard cock like the female actors she had seen in blue movies.

Motu's cock disappeared into her mouth as Motu fucked her lips as if it was a pair of cunt lips sinking his cock deep into Alka's mouth until his pubic hair brushed the tip of her nose. Alka closed her eyes, feeling Motu's pubic hairs at the base of his penis rubbing her chin and lips.

As he moved his cock slowly in and out; she could feel its rubbery cock head along the ridges of the roof of her mouth. She could also feel the length of his fleshy rigid shaft slip along her tongue.

She heard Motu's voice telling her, "Suck, Alka. Suck hard." Alka pulled her mouth away from the cock.

"What are you trying to do? Are you trying to kill me?" Alka hit him on his head.

Rekha smiled and said, "Motu, try taking a full ripe banana in your mouth and then you will know what it feels. Do you know how big your cock is?"

"I am sorry Alka. I waited till you took the entire length in your mouth and then I thought its okay."

"I can take your entire thing in my mouth but you can’t fuck my mouth. It’s not like a cunt. It makes me puke," Alka said gasping for breath.

"Why? I thought you said oral sex is okay. Do you feel puky because of the precum? I can’t help it," Motu looked helpless. "It’s not because I find it repulsive or anything. Your thing is really long and thick and when you tried to fuck my mouth. It touches the back of my throat like when you try to puke by putting your hand and trying to puke," Alka had by now stopped breathing fast.

"Oh. I got carried away."

"And you need to shave too. The hair is tickling my chin and the face all over,"Alka complained.

"Okay I will shave when I come here tomorrow. Why do you have to stop now?" Motu was pleading.

"Okay children. Let us start all over again and let us do it very slowly and gently. Motu if you feel like reaching an orgasm, then give it some rest. It will be better if you make it last longer," Rekha said displaying an air of authority like she was a coach and the two of them were training under her guidance.

Alka bent down over his lap and took his cock in her hand and fondled it. She bent down further and licked the underside his cock, travelling down with her tongue. His balls were huge, hairy and bloated. She took them in her palm as if seeing how heavy they were. They were heavy. She put her tongue out and she licked just behind his balls. Rekha who was sitting beside them took Motu's prick with one hand and began rubbing it all over Alka's face.

"Feel his cock against your face Alka," she said.

Alka felt the heat of the cock against her cheeks. Rekha took it in her hand and pressed it along one side of Alka's face. She slid it down one check and then across her chin, then up the other cheek, leaving a trail of sticky precum. She then slid it over Alka's forehead and down her nose. Finally, she rubbed it over her lips from side to side. Starting at one corner of her mouth, Rekha worked it to the other. Then, she reversed the motion. She laid it down the center of Alka's face, from her forehead, across her nose, to her chin.

"Lick it." Rekha commanded Alka holding Motu's cock in her hand.

Alka did not touch Motu's cock. She just obeyed Rekha's commands.

"Run your tongue all over his cock Alka," Rekha said feeding his cock to her as if she was a baby and the cock was a feeding bottle.

Alka's tongue flicked out, meeting the underside of his cock just above the root. Her soft tongue touched the skin of his cock. Her tongue began slithering around and around, up and down, as she got hornier. She found the big cock responding to her oral manipulations.

"Now, lick it all over. Hold it at the root while you do it," Rekha said handing over his cock to Alka.

Alka lost no time in doing as she was told. She grabbed his cock at the base and gripped it. She began licking the prick, hesitantly at first, then more enthusiastically. She made it point straight up, licking the underside. She hungrily licked from the root to the knob and back again as she got into it. Motu's eyes were closed in enjoyment.

"Alka now, move your tongue in circles. Pay close attention to the spot right underneath the head," Rekha pointed to the sensitive spot with her forefinger.

Alka began lapping the prick as Rekha had instructed. Her tongue swirled around the underside of his cock from root to knob. When she got to the head, she licked underneath it. Her tongue sensuously licked the sensitive spot underneath his prick head.

"Now, Alka... lick the sides and top, too. Wet the knob with your saliva," Rekha instructed the younger girl.

Quickly, Alka did as she was told. Her tongue raced up and down one side, then moved to the other. When it, too, was gleaming with wetness, she licked the upper surface.

"Am I doing it right Bhabhi?" Alka asked her Bhabhi.

"You’re doing fine Alka," Rekha said kissing Alka's cheek. After satisfying herself that it was just as had told her, she slid her tongue to his cock knob. Before she licked it, though, she leaned back just for a moment to look at his prick. The head was purple, thick with blood. The hole was a little above center and a trickle of thick, clear precum was dribbling out of it. She wanted to taste it. She wondered if it tasted any different than her Bhabhi's cunt juice which she had tasted some time ago.

Noticing her gaze, Alka said, "Smell it, and then taste it," Rekha squeezed his cock with her two fingers making the droplet bigger.

It smelt somewhat like her own precum. She held the cock in a firm grip and touched the tip with her tongue. It tasted wonderful. The precum was warm and sticky. Getting more excited, she licked up and down the slit, cleaning it. Stiffening her tongue, she tried to swirl it into the hole. The hole opened wide and she got the tip of her tongue inside it. The taste was good and Motu's cock swelled harder. She swabbed his prick head with her wet tongue until it glistened with her saliva. "Lick the cock head. Okay, that's enough. I want you to suck it. Wet your lips and put them over the hole. Then slide your head down. Let your lips keep a good grip as it goes into your mouth. Be careful not to scrape it with your teeth. He will be out of action if you even accidentally bite it," Rekha said.

Alka's cunt was now dripping continuously. It was screaming for attention she thought. She wanted to finger her clit. She wanted to throw her legs wide apart and let Motu fuck her hard and deep again and again. Even though it was exciting to have her mouth on his cock, she wanted his cock in her cunt. But then she remembered her resolve. She wished that she was like her Bhabhi, able to enjoy life and then find out a way to make her husband to believe that she had remained a virgin.

The thought of getting fucked made Alka a little hornier though she knew that she would not gather enough courage to go ahead. She could at least satisfy the craving between her thighs right now. Her left hand crept between her own thighs and found her clit. The engorged clit swelled, as soon as her fingers made contact with it. Her hand went to work, gently massaging and stroking. Waves of pleasure filled her body and she returned her attention to Motu's cock.

Rekha thought if she should help Alka finger her clit. But she was too scared that seeing them together might involuntarily accelerate Motu's orgasm. She decided to let Alka please herself.

The swollen cock shone, slick and wet with her saliva. She encircled the slit of Motu's cock knob with her moist lips. The taste of cock filled her mouth. Holding it with her right hand, she pushed her lips over his knob.

The knob slid past her lips. Her mouth opened wider and more cock slipped between her lips. As her mouth filled, she could feel the cock growing even harder in her mouth. The sensation in her cunt grew more intense. She fingered her clit faster, while at the same time sucking cock with great enthusiasm. Her cunt juices dribbled down her thighs and her fingers slipped and slid effortlessly over her cunt. Waves of pleasure rushed through her body and she sucked more cock into her mouth. At last, she had more than three fourths of it lodged between her lips. Rekha bent down and whispered, "Alka that's the way. Now, use your tongue, too ... lick underneath the head while you suck."

Alka started sucking and licking as Rekha was directing her. Her lips tightened around Motu's cock. Her tongue swirled and stabbed over and over again at the underside. She held the root firmly, holding the big cock up and out so she could suck it. Motu stared at Alka as she sucked his cock. She looked good on her knees in between his parted thighs. His cock went in and out of her mouth as he saw how good she looked sucking him. He put his hands out and held the sides of her head as her mouth worked its magic on his cock.