Fucking Alka and her Bhabhi Rekha
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 hardy 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 waked on the road. Rekha was always teasing her about her not telling her about her boy friends.

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

"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 you 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 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 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 some thing 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 your self 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 25 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 any way. So does it matter?"

"Okay. I feel odd being here with them. I will be in the bedroom. Call me if you want any thing." 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. He wire 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 C D 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 your self 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 god 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. 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 sometime 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, Bhaiyya 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 Bhaiyya 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 C D had stopped, Chintu went to play another C D.

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 breadth for some time," Alka announced.

Later that day, they danced less and caught their breadth 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 forwarded 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 hr 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 everyday? I mean practice dancing like this everyday?"

"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 everyday 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 lies 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 Bhaiyya 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 Dileep to come she raised the topic with Alka.

"It's better if you don't mention that they are 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 ataractic?"

"I don't know."

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

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

"If 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 defense mechanism in me. I can't help it."

"Did you have many boy friends 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."

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 quiet some time that someone had told her. Dileep 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 way 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 practicing 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 even more than the show they had put up for her rubbing their crotches.

"We have too 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 imaging him in an undie. Would his hardon 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 C D.

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

Alka put on the C D. 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 nippled 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 sopped 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 hardon and I bet so does Motu." Motu also agreed.

"You both always walk around with a hardon." 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 hardon."

"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 maneuvered to clasp her nipples between his to 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 maneuver 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 come here some time earlier. Anyway this is not your last day. Come here tomorrow and admire her tee shit 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 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 what ever 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 there after 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 then 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 some day."

They looked at the books.

"Do you do it everyday?"

"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 everyday?"

"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 some day 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 curse 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.
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 pretense 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 your self."

"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. Its 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 your self."

"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 its 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 color of her skin was nearly visible. The nipples poked through the thin fabric. Even the haloes around the nipples could b 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 des 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 tem 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 no body 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 your 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.
Chapter 03-B

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 any one 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 minute. 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 its 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 on 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 bhaiyya 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.
Chapter 04-A

"But I don't think it's a god 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 you 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 her self 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, "Lets 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 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 hr 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 favorably 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. Its 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 25 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 wait 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.
Chapter 04-B

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 her self she could not help showing the reaction to a hard cock being pressed against her cunt.
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 your self?"

"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 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 any here 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 savoring 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 sill 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 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 there after. Chintu waited for her to start taking 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 till 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 friend some time."

"No, its okay Bhabhi. You both continue," Alka said.
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 Bhaiyya 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 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 hi 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 mild. "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?" she 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 dos 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 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 any more. 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 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 traveling 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 color 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 no have anyone else in mind but it was like getting a passport to unbridled behavior. 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 signaled 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.
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 Bhaiyya 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 jut 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 what ever 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 sot 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 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 serous 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 any thing 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 color 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 top 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 non stop 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 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 he 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 hoass 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 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 he 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 color. 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 marveled at the sight of the two bare bodies being entwined. Chintu sensed that she no longer was hesitant. Her demeanor 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
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.

"Its 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 signaled 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 afteare 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 everyday.

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 he 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 everyday 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 he 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 cant 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 had boyfriends before marriage."

"What if she tells my husband?"

"She won't tell anything t 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 millimeters. 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 cant 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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