There were just four occupants in the house apart from the live in servants. My mama Ambi, his wife Parvati and their two lovely daughters Uma (22) and Kalyani (21); they were born just 15 months apart. Uma had just had a baby and had come for the delivery of her first child and Kalyani was engaged to be married to a cousin from her mother’s side.
As I alighted from the auto and entered the front yard through the wicker gate, Kalyani looked up from the Kolam she was drawing and her face lit up in recognition. She darted inside the house calling out to her mother. In a trice the entire family was out at the main entrance and they received me with great warmth.
“You recognize Uma and Kalyani?” asked my mami
“Ofcourse, I do, how lovely they have grown up to be!” I exclaimed.
“Your father is against consanguineous marriages, or else I would have got one of them married to you, Uma would have suited you fine, both of you are so fair and good looking!” said mama.
While Uma blushed, Kalyani’s face fell. She was the darker of the two but had such fine features that it would take one’s breath away. She was tall, slim at the waist and wide at the hips, dark eyes, a sharp nose and full pouting lips accentuated her facial features. Her breasts were rounded and large. The blouse and the bra she wore were struggling to contain them. She had lovely flat stomach and the shapeliest navel that I had ever seen on a woman. Looking at her gave me an erection. I wondered whether I would be able to kiss her let alone fuck her.
Pleasantries over Kalyani showed me to my room on the first floor. There was short flight of stairs up to the first level and another flight of stairs led to the second level terrace. The room opened out to one side of the terrace from where you could look at acres of paddy fields, banana groves and betel leaf groves that Ambi Mama an affluent agriculturist, owned. The others in the family were all sore with mama for taking over the entire ancestral property allegedly using forged documents, so not many in the family were in talking terms with him. He enquired about the well being of all a little ruefully.
“When will you be leaving for gulf?” asked Kalyani as she was leading me upstairs.
“Next week” I said, eagerly watching the seductive swaying hips, her flat stomach, navel and her breasts through the sides of her saree.
I unpacked, stripped off and pulled on my shorts and walked to the open terrace overlooking green fields. I heard a humming sound and turned find Kalyani putting her clothes out to dry. She had come in through the stairway at the back after having a bath and did not notice me on the terrace. Hidden from view I watched her put her clothes out to dry. She had tied her hair in a loose knot and wrapped a towel around it to let it dry, she had an inner skirt that showed wet patches of her juicy ass cheeks, she had covered her top with a towel and when she raised her arms to the clothes’ line I could see hairy underarms and shapely breasts. She was drying her hair when I sneaked up from behind and let out a low whistle. She looked around startled, saw me and quickly made for the stairway. In two rapid strides I was at the head of the stairway. She had no place to go so quickly darted up the stairway leading to the second level terrace. I followed her up there. She was silently staring out of the terrace when I approached her and hugged her from behind. She quickly turned to face me and hugged me. I bent down to kiss her, she eagerly responded and opened her mouth to meet mine and we kissed passionately. I led her to an alcove and seated her there and sat beside her. I kissed her again and gently tugged at the towel covering her breasts; she let me take it off with a slight whine of a protest. She was bare breasted and the juicy well formed breasts and the nipples were so inviting. I was determined to take her before any other guy laid hands on her. I fondled and squeezed her breasts. She let out an ‘aaahhh’. I kissed her a little more deeply and then kissed her neck, her shoulders and her cleavage and sucked on her nipples, moved down to kiss her stomach and navel.
“It’s rough here!” she said when I tried to lay her on the floor.
“Where do we do it then?”
“She brought her finger to her lips and led me toward an old camp cot on the terrace. She pointed to some old sarees that were on the clothesline and gestured to me to bring them over. I obliged. The bed was now ready and she beckoned to me in a sexy manner. I took her in my arms and kissed her all over her body and sucked her juicy breasts. She put her hand inside my shorts and felt my cock, “Oh my, how hard it is!” she exclaimed in a hushed tone.
I slipped off my shorts and tugged at the string of her inner skirt. It came off easily and I slid it off her revealing rounded well shaped ass, thighs and hairy pussy. She closed her thighs when I reached for her pussy. With a little coaxing she opened her thighs and I rubbed her pussy; she opened her thighs wider and as I rubbed her pussy dripped wet, she hugged me and rapidly thrust against my palm and fingers. All the while I held tight round her waist and sucked on her breasts. She was breathing heavily and I could feel her having an orgasm. I gently lay her down on her back, pulled her inner skirt all the way down and off her legs, spread her legs, put them over my shoulder, positioned myself between them and in one swift thrust entered her; she squealed and gasped, then pursed her lips tight, there were tears in the corner of her eyes. I thought I hurt her and tried to pull my cock out.
“No, No, keep it inside and thrust slowly” she said.
I slowed the pace of my thrusts and concentrated on in and out movements near the mouth of her vagina. ‘Aiiiiiiiyyeoo’ she said having another wave of orgasm. This time I thrust my cock inside and buried it deep. She grimaced but the expression turned to pleasure when pain was replaced by pleasure. After a series of rapid thrusts I came inside her. As I was lying exhausted on top of her breathing heavily she asked, “You came inside, you know I could become pregnant!”