Update 14
Chacha-ji: Well... lets not waste time on this debate and get back to the lessons!
Me: Exactly!
Chacha-ji: So we were dealing with the accessory female reproductive organs and we started with the first one...
Ram: Lips.
Chacha-ji: Right. Now tell me Ram what is the function of lips?
Ram: Sir... lips are used for drinking, eating, and communicating.
Chacha-ji: Ya that’s correct, but from the context of it being an accessory female sex organ... you need to tell from that aspect naaa Beta!
Ram: Yes... yes.. Sir!
Though he said “yes”, but I could tell from his face that he was at a loss and seeing his silence, Chacha-ji helped him.
Chacha-ji: Did you remember your dad ever embrace your mom in front of you? I mean not recently may be... but may be some months ago?
What sort of a question was that! I was naturally offended.
Ram: Umm... haa... yes Sir... kayi bar!
Chacha-ji: I have given you the clue... you are intelligent... you should be able to tell it now!
Okay, now I understood that Chacha-ji gave him the clue that earlier when my husband came close to me and hugged me, he used to kiss me also – that’s what he probably meant. Still to reiterate that in front of my grownup son made my bashful.
Ram: Yesss Sir! Got it! Got it! Kiss... kiss... I mean kissing!
Chacha-ji: Right you are my son!
Though Chacha-ji was quite ecstatic seeing my son’s prompt reply, I was not naturally feeling entirely enthusiastic about the chat that was taking place between my son and his tuition teacher.
Chacha-ji: As you rightly pointed out Beta... lips are an important accessory sexual or reproductive organ for both males and females... used for kissing... smooching... and sucking. Okay then... so we move onto...
Ram: Sir... what’s... what’s smooching Sir?
As soon as Ram asked the question, myself and Chacha-ji looked at each other. I started to feel more edgy as Chacha-ji just could not avoid or ignore his question; he had to explain his query.
Chacha-ji: Smooching... err... I mean Beta... its just another term for kissing actually.
Ram: But Sir... then why did you mention it separately? You said kissing, smooching and sucking...
Chacha-ji: Point! (nodding his head) Just see Beti... how intelligent your son has become!
Though I smiled dryly I was getting tensed naturally because Chacha-ji had to explain the meaning of smooching.
Chacha-ji: You are right! There is a subtle difference between kissing and smooching! Smooching is more of resembling the ‘kissing sound’ and doing the kiss without touching the body. Your papa must have done this to your mom.... but you may not have noted it separately.
Ram (thinking for a while): I don’t think so Sir... papa to hamesha mummy se chipak-ke hi chumma lete the...
My lips just went apart in a form of exclamation as my son was detailing how my hubby went about during the hay days to Chacha-ji. My ears turned crimson in shyness.
Chacha-ji: You must have missed Beta!
Ram: No, no Sir... mai sehi keh raha hoon! Aap... aap mummy se hi poochiye na! Mummy... tumhi bolo naa!
What should I say? How could I explain the innocent question of my son!
Ram: Papa hameisha tumhe gale lagake hi kiss karte the naa?
Me (fumbling on every word): Err... ha... I mean... Nehi... kabhi kabhi... err... jaise mai tumhe gal pe kiss karta hoon college jane se pehle... bina chooye... waise hi wo karte the err... kaam mei jane se pehle.
Chacha-ji: And that’s smooching Beta.
Ram (visibly surprised): O! Then I must have overlooked... Mummy jab bol rahi hai to zarur hua hoga!
I licked my dry lips with my tongue and was breathing a shade heavy too with my big tight boobs going up and down under my sari, Chacha-ji noting that probably realized that I was feeling very uneasy.
Chacha-ji: Well Ram... lets get ahead of smooching now?
Ram: yes... yes Sir.
Chacha-ji: Well... accessory organs are not limited to lips only! Can you name the other ones?
Ram thought for a while and replied something which made both of us smile.
Ram: Hands?
It was Ram’s innocence speaking.
Chacha-ji (smiling): No Beta... If you look at it like that you will find every organ aids in the reproductive process... but the listed accessory female organs are lips, breasts, and buttocks.
Ram: Okay Sir. I have noted that.
Chacha-ji: Good... now that we have defined lips, its types and function, we will move onto breasts. Can you define breasts?
Ram looked at me, in fact towards my breasts, but could not reply to his tuition teacher.
Ram: Err... Sir... I do not know the definition... but I know... I mean... I know...
Chacha-ji: You know what breasts are and how they look.
Ram: Ji Sir.
Chacha-ji: But if you know them... you can define them also!
Ram looked blankly at his teacher. Chacha-ji stepped forward and came near me and with his scale he straightway poked over my sari on my protruding right boob!
I mildly sighed with an “Eiii” though controlled myself as my son was present there.
Chacha-ji: These are the breasts... right? And Ram... you said that you know that... then why can’t you define them?
He continued to dig the scale onto the dense flesh of my bra-less boobs. I felt terribly uncomfortable and had to shuffle. I moved my boobies sideways to accommodate the poke of Chacha-ji’s scale and visibly looked sexier jiggling my ripe fruits. The sensation of the scale pushing my boob flesh was so, so erotic and thought provoking..... (in fact it exactly felt like my hubby’s cock pressing onto my mammaries!) ....that my face immediately turned cherry-like and I was already breathing heavier. I tried my best to look normal to my son and he was trying his best to define a female breast!
Ram: Yes... Sir... err... umm...I mean... breasts are... umm... round...
Chacha-ji: Hmm... round? Then?
Ram: Err... sir Ye... yes Sir... breasts are part of a lady’s body...
Chacha-ji: What are you saying Ram! Does a girl not have a breast? Does you friend Joyita not have breasts?
Ram: Oh! Sorry Sir... breasts are part of a female body which are big, round, upright, and succulent.
Chacha-ji: Succulent! Ha ha ha... that’s a good one! Suna Beti Ram kya keh raha hai... Ha ha ha... your breasts are delicious and thirst quenching!
Ram: Par Sir...
Me: You stupid! You are not here to describe my things...
I was naturally annoyed at my son’s foolishness. Ram looked a bit confused and so Chacha-ji explained to him.
Chacha-ji: You are to give a general definition Beta! What you are doing is you are describing your mom’s beauty... by stating that her breasts are big-sized, they are round in shape, her breasts are firm and upright, and they are juicy. But not all women possess such a beauty (Chacha-ji momentarily looked at me and smiled and I was naturally feeling shy at this praise) ....and moreover since your mom has a baby... so she can feed him with her milk. Its not that you suck any girl’s breast and you will get milk out of it!
Ram: Oh! Sir, I was of the opinion that...
Chacha-ji: I know... you are growing and now you should be slowly knowing these things.
Ram: Okay Sir... now I got it... a woman with a baby can only have breast milk... not the others....
Chacha-ji: Right!
Though I was not entirely pleased by this eduction being shared to my son by his tuition teacher, but I ought Chacha-ji was an elderly person and he must have thought it appropriate to share it considering Ram’s recent deviation towards dirty things.
Chacha-ji: Let me help you with the definition and then you can tally that with your mother... okay?
Ram: Right Sir.
Chacha-ji: Breasts are two fleshy protruding organs on the upper front of a female body which secrete milk after childbirth.
Ram nodded like an expert as if he understood everything!
Chacha-ji: Explicate the definition on your mother in light of a practical class... as if you are in my role and you are explaining... Can you do it?
Ram: Sure Sir! Par...err... I mean... err... Sir... (he was visibly hesitant)... I mean...
Chacha-ji: Com’ on what’s stopping you!
Ram: Err... Sir... I... want to say... I mean... I have to touch mom to tally and explain...
Chacha-ji: Are burbak! Touch to karna hi hai... practical class jo hai ye!
Ram: Ji... ji!
I was naturally timid now. My growing son would be directly touching my breasts! And it won’t be like he does in a playful mood.... like he hugged me from behind requesting snacks or before going college I hug him kissing his forehead andf his face gets buried in my boobs.... but this time he will be touching for the sake to feeling my 30-year-old firm succulent boobs!
My lips got drier, my breathing warmer, my blouse seemed tighter as my fleshy boobs swelled as I breathed, and my pussy was also reacting in anticipatory touching!
Ram: Sir.... (Ram seemed quite confident as he approached my sari-covered mammaries!) Breasts are located in the front part of a female body... here they are... (he gently touched/brushed his fingers over my left boob and then my right boob)... in the chest region... (Ram again repeated his action – he touched my left tit and then my right tit, this time he grabbed it gently and I could feel his fingers more clearly on my breast flesh)
Chacha-ji: Right! Carry on...
As soon as I felt my son’s fingers on my tits, I could feel my nipples getting harder and were getting erect. I could easily feel a stir inside my panty also! I felt like it was as if Ram was not my son, he was a “male”!
Ram: Breasts are protruding... err...you can... I mean... you can see Sir that... they are sticking out of the body through the sari...
Ram now stretched the sari on my chest so as to show his tuition teacher the prominence of my mammaries! I could not meet eyes with Chacha-ji.
Chach-ji: Right! Carry on...
Ram: ...and Sir... they are fleshy and round...
What he did now was too indecent and shameful for me! Ram was using his right hand. He just openly grabbed my left boob over my sari and blouse with his hand and gave it a squeeze to show the fleshiness of my boob!
And he did not stop there!
Ram then took his right hand to my other breast and felt its firmness too through a tight squeeze! It was really getting tougher for me to remain calm and silent. My nipples were more erect due to this second squeeze on my other breast. Though he was a collegeboy, his fingers were strong and hard enough on my milk-tanks to make me feel ecstatic and extremely bashful!
Chacha-ji obviously was enjoying this sexy mom & son scene and indulged more naughtiness in the act!
Chacha-ji: Sorry son! When you say fleshy and squeezed your mom’s boobs to show me the fleshiness and beefiness... I agree... they are fleshy and ripe... but I can’t see they are spherical? Can you see it?
Ram looked confused but was smart enough to tackle the question!
Ram: Err... ye.... I mean... yes Sir... I can’t see it directly... err... as they are covered under the sari...
Chacha-ji: So? It’s a practical class Ram! Did I not remove my pajama to give you the exact feel of the male reproductive organ?
Chacha-ji winked at me to cooperate and Ram immediately got the hint that his tuition teacher wanted me to drop my sari pallu in front of my son so that he (read both males) could get a more vivid look of my upper treasures.
Ram: Oh! Okay Sir... (turning towards me) Mummy... to complete the definition....can you please take off your sari pallu a bit?
I had no other option but to agree! I nodded and clenching my lips in utter nervousness looking at the floor... I dropped my pallu off my shoulder.
Though I was looking at the floor but I could guess that both males in front of me had a “Wow” look on their faces. I felt as if they both were eagerly licking my big-sized firm boobies inside my tight blouse through their eyes! My wheat colored cleavage, at least an inch, was clearly noticeable over my yellow blouse and the bulge of my heavy boob flesh was also more than evident to both males in my compromised state.
But the worst part was that at that time I was not wearing any brassiere inside and my nipple impressions were unmistakably able to be seen through the sheer fabric of my yellow blouse! I could easily realize that I was indeed looking rather inviting and sexy standing in that posture!
My son was the first to react! Verbally! Though I had already noted Chacha-ji adjusting his lund inside his underpants (he was not wearing any pajama) and very soon a tent was coming up in his underpants which he was unable to hide as he lapped up my exposed jawani through his eyes!
Ram: You were right Sir... now I can see the roundish shape clearly...
So saying my son again touched my left breast with his right hand and this time he felt the roundedness of my breast touching the circumference with his palm! I almost shivered in excitement as I again felt my son’s hand on my boobs!
Chacha-ji: Right! A woman’s breast is not exactly round... as you can see...
Ram: Looks like as if two spheres are kept inside mom’s blouse!
Chacha-ji Hmm... that’s more appropriate for the definition... spherical!
He paused. Both Ram and my landlord looked at my firm tits and my gbang-like swollen nipples continued to tease them through the sheer yellow fabric of my blouse. My nipple position was obviously evident to them which indeed made me look hotter and more tempting. But unfortunately at that time I had no other option as I was already not wearing my bra under my blouse when I entered the tuition arena and then suddenly for the sake of educating my son Chacha-ji told me to drop my sari pallu.
Chacha-ji: Now complete the definition Ram!
Ram: Ye... yes Sir! Breasts... err... breasts also secrete milk and a baby is fed on it.
Chacha-ji: True! But you have to specify where from the milk is secreted?
Ram: Umm... err... I mean...from the breasts... Sir.
Chacha-ji: Ya ya... that’s right! But Beta... you need to be specific naa.
Ram looked a bit confused and clenched his lips which evidently depicted he was unable to guess what Chacha-ji was asking.
Chacha-ji: Are Ram! Ye to asaan hai... tumhara bhai Harpal ko bhi poochenge to bol dega!
Ram: Harpal? Sir wo to abhi doodh-pita bachha hai... mummy ke godd mei rehta hai... wo kaise bol payega!
Chacha-ji: Are burbak! Khud hi bolta hai ke wo doodh-pita bachha hai.. aur mai bhi to wohi pooch raha hoon!
Ram thought for a while and then Chacha-ji gave him the last clue which made him reply with the answer.
Chacha-ji: Are asaan sawal to hai! Harpal doodh peene ke liye kya karta hai?
Ram: Mummy ke mamme choosta hai... aur kya?
Chacha-ji: To kya pura mamme choosta hai?
Ram: Ji... ji!
I was naturally timid now. My growing son would be directly touching my breasts! And it won’t be like he does in a playful mood.... like he hugged me from behind requesting snacks or before going college I hug him kissing his forehead andf his face gets buried in my boobs.... but this time he will be touching for the sake to feeling my 30-year-old firm succulent boobs!
My lips got drier, my breathing warmer, my blouse seemed tighter as my fleshy boobs swelled as I breathed, and my pussy was also reacting in anticipatory touching!
Ram: Sir.... (Ram seemed quite confident as he approached my sari-covered mammaries!) Breasts are located in the front part of a female body... here they are... (he gently touched/brushed his fingers over my left boob and then my right boob)... in the chest region... (Ram again repeated his action – he touched my left tit and then my right tit, this time he grabbed it gently and I could feel his fingers more clearly on my breast flesh)
Chacha-ji: Right! Carry on...
As soon as I felt my son’s fingers on my tits, I could feel my nipples getting harder and were getting erect. I could easily feel a stir inside my panty also! I felt like it was as if Ram was not my son, he was a “male”!
Ram: Breasts are protruding... err...you can... I mean... you can see Sir that... they are sticking out of the body through the sari...
Ram now stretched the sari on my chest so as to show his tuition teacher the prominence of my mammaries! I could not meet eyes with Chacha-ji.
Chach-ji: Right! Carry on...
Ram: ...and Sir... they are fleshy and round...
What he did now was too indecent and shameful for me! Ram was using his right hand. He just openly grabbed my left boob over my sari and blouse with his hand and gave it a squeeze to show the fleshiness of my boob!
And he did not stop there!
Ram then took his right hand to my other breast and felt its firmness too through a tight squeeze! It was really getting tougher for me to remain calm and silent. My nipples were more erect due to this second squeeze on my other breast. Though he was a collegeboy, his fingers were strong and hard enough on my milk-tanks to make me feel ecstatic and extremely bashful!
Chacha-ji obviously was enjoying this sexy mom & son scene and indulged more naughtiness in the act!
Chacha-ji: Sorry son! When you say fleshy and squeezed your mom’s boobs to show me the fleshiness and beefiness... I agree... they are fleshy and ripe... but I can’t see they are spherical? Can you see it?
Ram looked confused but was smart enough to tackle the question!
Ram: Err... ye.... I mean... yes Sir... I can’t see it directly... err... as they are covered under the sari...
Chacha-ji: So? It’s a practical class Ram! Did I not remove my pajama to give you the exact feel of the male reproductive organ?
Chacha-ji winked at me to cooperate and Ram immediately got the hint that his tuition teacher wanted me to drop my sari pallu in front of my son so that he (read both males) could get a more vivid look of my upper treasures.
Ram: Oh! Okay Sir... (turning towards me) Mummy... to complete the definition....can you please take off your sari pallu a bit?
I had no other option but to agree! I nodded and clenching my lips in utter nervousness looking at the floor... I dropped my pallu off my shoulder.
Though I was looking at the floor but I could guess that both males in front of me had a “Wow” look on their faces. I felt as if they both were eagerly licking my big-sized firm boobies inside my tight blouse through their eyes! My wheat colored cleavage, at least an inch, was clearly noticeable over my yellow blouse and the bulge of my heavy boob flesh was also more than evident to both males in my compromised state.
But the worst part was that at that time I was not wearing any brassiere inside and my nipple impressions were unmistakably able to be seen through the sheer fabric of my yellow blouse! I could easily realize that I was indeed looking rather inviting and sexy standing in that posture!
My son was the first to react! Verbally! Though I had already noted Chacha-ji adjusting his lund inside his underpants (he was not wearing any pajama) and very soon a tent was coming up in his underpants which he was unable to hide as he lapped up my exposed jawani through his eyes!
Ram: You were right Sir... now I can see the roundish shape clearly...
So saying my son again touched my left breast with his right hand and this time he felt the roundedness of my breast touching the circumference with his palm! I almost shivered in excitement as I again felt my son’s hand on my boobs!
Chacha-ji: Right! A woman’s breast is not exactly round... as you can see...
Ram: Looks like as if two spheres are kept inside mom’s blouse!
Ram: Oh! Oh! I got it Sir! I got it! Nipples! Nipples!
Chacha-ji: Yes... so milk is secreted through nipples...jo Harpal choosta hai...
Ram getting overexcited giving the answer went ahead to locate them also! I was totally taken off guard when he just normally extended his right arm to hold my right nipple which could be easily traced through my tight-fitting blouse!
Me: Aaahhhhh.....what is this Ram! Stop it!
My right arm involuntarily obstructed his hand but buy that time he had already pressed and twisted my right nipple once!
Chacha-ji: Beti! Beti! Shant raho! This is a practical class... so this is normal... please!
He also winked at me requesting me to cooperate. I clenched my dry lips in excitement and nervousness and stood silent. This practical class seemed to be crossing all decency limits and I had to be utterly shameless to be a part of it!
Chacha-ji: Right Beta... so those are the nipples... as you rightly pointed out on your mom’s blouse... and they are a very important accessory reproductive organ.
Ram: Okay Sir.
Chacha-ji: But you only pointed one! When in practical class you have to locate in full.
Ram was as if more than eager to demonstrate his tuition teacher that he knew the location of both of my nipples. Since I was not wearing a bra it was all the more easy for him! He readily grabbed with two fingers of each hand my both nipple over my blouse and looked at his Sir.
Me: Aaahhhhhh.....
Ram: Here Sir!
My condition was simply pathetic! I was already standing in an aroused state and now my son was holding my both swollen and hard nipples and he was not touching any other part of my body! My lower half involuntarily bent and my heavy round ass flesh pushed against my sari cover and my chest thrust forward more towards my son’s hands! I was unable to control my natural body movement in arousal and Chacha-ji obviously was pretty much aware of my state but yet lingered the scene!
Chacha-ji: Kaha Ram! Your right hand is not holding the nipple properly... you are more of pressing your mom’s left breast with your palm...
Ram: Par Sir... iss mei mera dosh nehi hai... nipple choote hi... mummy ne apna seena aage kar diya....
I felt so, so ashamed at my son’s innocent confession. I was all red now and licked my dry fleshy lips to hide my provocation.
Ram immediately corrected his hand position making me simply gasp for breath as he squeezed my left nipple more firmly with his thumb and middle finger. I felt as if my blouse cover was nonexistent as I could very plainly feel Ram’s cold fingers on my naked hardened nipples! Automatically I was breathing heavy and my heavy boob flesh bulged inside my tight-fitting blouse resulting in my deep cleavage getting exposed!
Chacha-ji (smiling): Okay, okay... now hold them properly and show me!
Ram was more enthusiastic to show it to his tuition teacher making my position worst! He released both my nipples once momentarily and then tracing their positions through my blouse, he again pressed them with his fingers and this time I could clearly sense that he even twisted them once!
It was impossible for me to stand normally and shedding all shyness I shifted my left arm on my pussy area and started scratching the area over my sari to remain stable.
Chacha-ji: Now look at the nipples in your hands and define them... it should be easy!
Ram: Err... yes.... Sir.... yes... they are two small protrusions of female breasts that are err... I mean Sir... which are darker in color than the area around them....
Chacha-ji: Excellent! And dekho Beti... I did not tell your son about the color... he himself noticed your nipple color and stated it in his definition! Very good Ram!
Ram: Yes Sir... I have noticed it previously also when Mummy breast-feeds Harpal in front of me that her nipples are much darker than her fair breasts.
Chacha-ji: Very good observation Beta! But even if you had not noted that previously...
Ram: Ji Sir... I can make out today also...Mummy ke ye yellow blouse itna halka hai ke unke choochi ke color pura pata chal raha hai... especially yaha... (so saying he just circled his hands on my nipples and areola region) ... dark brown color dikh raha ha...
I was just thunderstruck at this sexy conversation and just helpless looked at the floor as my son continued to explore my nipple area!
Chacha-ji: Great! Well... now we will conclude this part by briefing about the types and function...
At last Ram dropped his hands off my breasts giving me a big relief. I could feel my pussy was wet and I was simply feeling horny! I had to press and push my boobs shamelessly with my hand in front of my landlord trying to regain normalcy.
Chacha-ji: Well Ram... you should know that breasts and nipples vary greatly from one woman to another.... like you can see.... your mummy has big-sized well developed breasts (while saying Chacha-ji also showed my boob-size through his palm to my son) ....but not all women possess that...
Ram: Yes Sir... Ritika Aunty’s breasts are smaller than Mummy’s!
Chacha-ji: Right you are! But Beta... its considered a bad manner to stare at a woman’s breast at your age... so do not do that frequently! Okay?
Ram: Sorry Sir.... will not do that.
Chacha-ji: Good boy!
Ram: And Sir... the function?
Chacha-ji: Yes... regarding the function of breasts from the accessory reproductive standpoint... they are a lovable flesh-filled organ which... I mean...err...you know... I think you must have seen your papa kiss your mummy... so you should be knowing Beta!
Ram: Yes Sir. I have seen many a time papa kiss mummy in front of me... and he held mummy’s mamme in his hands...
Me (I had to react!): What rubbish is this that you are babbling... Nehi, nehi Chacha-ji! Yes... ek adh bar wo paas ate the...par aisa kuch nehi karte the!
Chacha-ji: Okay okay... Ma-Bete fight mat karo isko leke!
I realized that I have to coach Ram in private so that he does not (out of his innocence) divulge our private moments (what he had seen) to other persons! .
Chacha-ji: That means you know it Ram... and regarding nipple function... we already mentioned about milk production... and like lips.. it’s also used for kissing, smooching and sucking. Okay?
I smiled within myself the way Ram nodded to his tuition teacher as if he understood everything! I was getting habituated to stand in my exposed state in front of my son. I could now notice a constant bulge in both Ram’s pant and Chacha-ji’s underpants! I was as if an object of sensuality which they were obliged to view and enjoy! I continued to stand there with my pallu on the floor and my swollen nipples (more erect now after getting the pressing and twisting from my son) visible through my blouse as the tuition class progressed.
Chacha-ji: So, now we move on to the last of the accessory female reproductive organs and what is that Beta?
Ram: Err... buttocks Sir!
Chacha-ji: Right! You are really picking this chapter extremely well Ram!
Ram: Thank you Sir! I really find it helpful to understand through your practical class Sir.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... Thanks to you mom also for helping us...
Ram: Ji Sir.
Both males looked appreciably at me and I noted their focus was on my swollen nipples visible very provocatively and sexily through my blouse. I smiled foolishly looking at them. My pallu was still lying on the floor keeping my fair belly and deep navel exposed to both males. As the practical class was still going on I did not think it wise to ask Chacha-ji whether I could pull up my pallu. .
Chacha-ji: Now that you know the function of other accessory organs namely lips, breasts, and nipples... it should be easier for you to get to the definition of this one!
He paused for a moment and looked at me.
Chacha-ji: Zara ghoom jana Beti... so that Ram can see your bottoms fully...
I had to obey Chacha-ji’s instruction and though feeling very hesitant I slowly turned back making my fleshy protruding ass fully visible to my grown up son. Though I was pretty sure that Ram had ogled my heavy jiggling ass previously also while I was clad in sari or nighty indoor, but today the scene was slightly different as he was instructed by his tuition teacher to stare at my heavy bulging ass cheeks! I was naturally feeling timid and undecided. Thankfully at that time I was facing the wall and was not in eye-contact with either of Ram or Chacha-ji. Still I involuntarily shuffled in my nervousness and shyness making things worse for me as my heavy bottom jiggled inside my sari and petticoat which must have been a very sexy scene for my son and his tuition teacher as they were watching me from very close quarter!
Ram: Sir... err... buttocks are ... I mean... Sir... buttocks are two dense rounded mounds on a lady’s rear part on which she sits...
Chacha-ji: Umm... good try Ram... but it’s not perfect as you can also understand! I will explain you in the light of this practical class. Here... come closer...
Ram: Yes Sir.
Chacha-ji: Just like the other accessory female reproductive organs... as you saw in your mom’s body... she has two lips which are...err... I mean...
Ram: Fleshy and succulent...
Me: Exactly!
Chacha-ji: So we were dealing with the accessory female reproductive organs and we started with the first one...
Ram: Lips.
Chacha-ji: Right. Now tell me Ram what is the function of lips?
Ram: Sir... lips are used for drinking, eating, and communicating.
Chacha-ji: Ya that’s correct, but from the context of it being an accessory female sex organ... you need to tell from that aspect naaa Beta!
Ram: Yes... yes.. Sir!
Though he said “yes”, but I could tell from his face that he was at a loss and seeing his silence, Chacha-ji helped him.
Chacha-ji: Did you remember your dad ever embrace your mom in front of you? I mean not recently may be... but may be some months ago?
What sort of a question was that! I was naturally offended.
Ram: Umm... haa... yes Sir... kayi bar!
Chacha-ji: I have given you the clue... you are intelligent... you should be able to tell it now!
Okay, now I understood that Chacha-ji gave him the clue that earlier when my husband came close to me and hugged me, he used to kiss me also – that’s what he probably meant. Still to reiterate that in front of my grownup son made my bashful.
Ram: Yesss Sir! Got it! Got it! Kiss... kiss... I mean kissing!
Chacha-ji: Right you are my son!
Though Chacha-ji was quite ecstatic seeing my son’s prompt reply, I was not naturally feeling entirely enthusiastic about the chat that was taking place between my son and his tuition teacher.
Chacha-ji: As you rightly pointed out Beta... lips are an important accessory sexual or reproductive organ for both males and females... used for kissing... smooching... and sucking. Okay then... so we move onto...
Ram: Sir... what’s... what’s smooching Sir?
As soon as Ram asked the question, myself and Chacha-ji looked at each other. I started to feel more edgy as Chacha-ji just could not avoid or ignore his question; he had to explain his query.
Chacha-ji: Smooching... err... I mean Beta... its just another term for kissing actually.
Ram: But Sir... then why did you mention it separately? You said kissing, smooching and sucking...
Chacha-ji: Point! (nodding his head) Just see Beti... how intelligent your son has become!
Though I smiled dryly I was getting tensed naturally because Chacha-ji had to explain the meaning of smooching.
Chacha-ji: You are right! There is a subtle difference between kissing and smooching! Smooching is more of resembling the ‘kissing sound’ and doing the kiss without touching the body. Your papa must have done this to your mom.... but you may not have noted it separately.
Ram (thinking for a while): I don’t think so Sir... papa to hamesha mummy se chipak-ke hi chumma lete the...
My lips just went apart in a form of exclamation as my son was detailing how my hubby went about during the hay days to Chacha-ji. My ears turned crimson in shyness.
Chacha-ji: You must have missed Beta!
Ram: No, no Sir... mai sehi keh raha hoon! Aap... aap mummy se hi poochiye na! Mummy... tumhi bolo naa!
What should I say? How could I explain the innocent question of my son!
Ram: Papa hameisha tumhe gale lagake hi kiss karte the naa?
Me (fumbling on every word): Err... ha... I mean... Nehi... kabhi kabhi... err... jaise mai tumhe gal pe kiss karta hoon college jane se pehle... bina chooye... waise hi wo karte the err... kaam mei jane se pehle.
Chacha-ji: And that’s smooching Beta.
Ram (visibly surprised): O! Then I must have overlooked... Mummy jab bol rahi hai to zarur hua hoga!
I licked my dry lips with my tongue and was breathing a shade heavy too with my big tight boobs going up and down under my sari, Chacha-ji noting that probably realized that I was feeling very uneasy.
Chacha-ji: Well Ram... lets get ahead of smooching now?
Ram: yes... yes Sir.
Chacha-ji: Well... accessory organs are not limited to lips only! Can you name the other ones?
Ram thought for a while and replied something which made both of us smile.
Ram: Hands?
It was Ram’s innocence speaking.
Chacha-ji (smiling): No Beta... If you look at it like that you will find every organ aids in the reproductive process... but the listed accessory female organs are lips, breasts, and buttocks.
Ram: Okay Sir. I have noted that.
Chacha-ji: Good... now that we have defined lips, its types and function, we will move onto breasts. Can you define breasts?
Ram looked at me, in fact towards my breasts, but could not reply to his tuition teacher.
Ram: Err... Sir... I do not know the definition... but I know... I mean... I know...
Chacha-ji: You know what breasts are and how they look.
Ram: Ji Sir.
Chacha-ji: But if you know them... you can define them also!
Ram looked blankly at his teacher. Chacha-ji stepped forward and came near me and with his scale he straightway poked over my sari on my protruding right boob!
I mildly sighed with an “Eiii” though controlled myself as my son was present there.
Chacha-ji: These are the breasts... right? And Ram... you said that you know that... then why can’t you define them?
He continued to dig the scale onto the dense flesh of my bra-less boobs. I felt terribly uncomfortable and had to shuffle. I moved my boobies sideways to accommodate the poke of Chacha-ji’s scale and visibly looked sexier jiggling my ripe fruits. The sensation of the scale pushing my boob flesh was so, so erotic and thought provoking..... (in fact it exactly felt like my hubby’s cock pressing onto my mammaries!) ....that my face immediately turned cherry-like and I was already breathing heavier. I tried my best to look normal to my son and he was trying his best to define a female breast!
Ram: Yes... Sir... err... umm...I mean... breasts are... umm... round...
Chacha-ji: Hmm... round? Then?
Ram: Err... sir Ye... yes Sir... breasts are part of a lady’s body...
Chacha-ji: What are you saying Ram! Does a girl not have a breast? Does you friend Joyita not have breasts?
Ram: Oh! Sorry Sir... breasts are part of a female body which are big, round, upright, and succulent.
Chacha-ji: Succulent! Ha ha ha... that’s a good one! Suna Beti Ram kya keh raha hai... Ha ha ha... your breasts are delicious and thirst quenching!
Ram: Par Sir...
Me: You stupid! You are not here to describe my things...
I was naturally annoyed at my son’s foolishness. Ram looked a bit confused and so Chacha-ji explained to him.
Chacha-ji: You are to give a general definition Beta! What you are doing is you are describing your mom’s beauty... by stating that her breasts are big-sized, they are round in shape, her breasts are firm and upright, and they are juicy. But not all women possess such a beauty (Chacha-ji momentarily looked at me and smiled and I was naturally feeling shy at this praise) ....and moreover since your mom has a baby... so she can feed him with her milk. Its not that you suck any girl’s breast and you will get milk out of it!
Ram: Oh! Sir, I was of the opinion that...
Chacha-ji: I know... you are growing and now you should be slowly knowing these things.
Ram: Okay Sir... now I got it... a woman with a baby can only have breast milk... not the others....
Chacha-ji: Right!
Though I was not entirely pleased by this eduction being shared to my son by his tuition teacher, but I ought Chacha-ji was an elderly person and he must have thought it appropriate to share it considering Ram’s recent deviation towards dirty things.
Chacha-ji: Let me help you with the definition and then you can tally that with your mother... okay?
Ram: Right Sir.
Chacha-ji: Breasts are two fleshy protruding organs on the upper front of a female body which secrete milk after childbirth.
Ram nodded like an expert as if he understood everything!
Chacha-ji: Explicate the definition on your mother in light of a practical class... as if you are in my role and you are explaining... Can you do it?
Ram: Sure Sir! Par...err... I mean... err... Sir... (he was visibly hesitant)... I mean...
Chacha-ji: Com’ on what’s stopping you!
Ram: Err... Sir... I... want to say... I mean... I have to touch mom to tally and explain...
Chacha-ji: Are burbak! Touch to karna hi hai... practical class jo hai ye!
Ram: Ji... ji!
I was naturally timid now. My growing son would be directly touching my breasts! And it won’t be like he does in a playful mood.... like he hugged me from behind requesting snacks or before going college I hug him kissing his forehead andf his face gets buried in my boobs.... but this time he will be touching for the sake to feeling my 30-year-old firm succulent boobs!
My lips got drier, my breathing warmer, my blouse seemed tighter as my fleshy boobs swelled as I breathed, and my pussy was also reacting in anticipatory touching!
Ram: Sir.... (Ram seemed quite confident as he approached my sari-covered mammaries!) Breasts are located in the front part of a female body... here they are... (he gently touched/brushed his fingers over my left boob and then my right boob)... in the chest region... (Ram again repeated his action – he touched my left tit and then my right tit, this time he grabbed it gently and I could feel his fingers more clearly on my breast flesh)
Chacha-ji: Right! Carry on...
As soon as I felt my son’s fingers on my tits, I could feel my nipples getting harder and were getting erect. I could easily feel a stir inside my panty also! I felt like it was as if Ram was not my son, he was a “male”!
Ram: Breasts are protruding... err...you can... I mean... you can see Sir that... they are sticking out of the body through the sari...
Ram now stretched the sari on my chest so as to show his tuition teacher the prominence of my mammaries! I could not meet eyes with Chacha-ji.
Chach-ji: Right! Carry on...
Ram: ...and Sir... they are fleshy and round...
What he did now was too indecent and shameful for me! Ram was using his right hand. He just openly grabbed my left boob over my sari and blouse with his hand and gave it a squeeze to show the fleshiness of my boob!
And he did not stop there!
Ram then took his right hand to my other breast and felt its firmness too through a tight squeeze! It was really getting tougher for me to remain calm and silent. My nipples were more erect due to this second squeeze on my other breast. Though he was a collegeboy, his fingers were strong and hard enough on my milk-tanks to make me feel ecstatic and extremely bashful!
Chacha-ji obviously was enjoying this sexy mom & son scene and indulged more naughtiness in the act!
Chacha-ji: Sorry son! When you say fleshy and squeezed your mom’s boobs to show me the fleshiness and beefiness... I agree... they are fleshy and ripe... but I can’t see they are spherical? Can you see it?
Ram looked confused but was smart enough to tackle the question!
Ram: Err... ye.... I mean... yes Sir... I can’t see it directly... err... as they are covered under the sari...
Chacha-ji: So? It’s a practical class Ram! Did I not remove my pajama to give you the exact feel of the male reproductive organ?
Chacha-ji winked at me to cooperate and Ram immediately got the hint that his tuition teacher wanted me to drop my sari pallu in front of my son so that he (read both males) could get a more vivid look of my upper treasures.
Ram: Oh! Okay Sir... (turning towards me) Mummy... to complete the definition....can you please take off your sari pallu a bit?
I had no other option but to agree! I nodded and clenching my lips in utter nervousness looking at the floor... I dropped my pallu off my shoulder.
Though I was looking at the floor but I could guess that both males in front of me had a “Wow” look on their faces. I felt as if they both were eagerly licking my big-sized firm boobies inside my tight blouse through their eyes! My wheat colored cleavage, at least an inch, was clearly noticeable over my yellow blouse and the bulge of my heavy boob flesh was also more than evident to both males in my compromised state.
But the worst part was that at that time I was not wearing any brassiere inside and my nipple impressions were unmistakably able to be seen through the sheer fabric of my yellow blouse! I could easily realize that I was indeed looking rather inviting and sexy standing in that posture!
My son was the first to react! Verbally! Though I had already noted Chacha-ji adjusting his lund inside his underpants (he was not wearing any pajama) and very soon a tent was coming up in his underpants which he was unable to hide as he lapped up my exposed jawani through his eyes!
Ram: You were right Sir... now I can see the roundish shape clearly...
So saying my son again touched my left breast with his right hand and this time he felt the roundedness of my breast touching the circumference with his palm! I almost shivered in excitement as I again felt my son’s hand on my boobs!
Chacha-ji: Right! A woman’s breast is not exactly round... as you can see...
Ram: Looks like as if two spheres are kept inside mom’s blouse!
Chacha-ji Hmm... that’s more appropriate for the definition... spherical!
He paused. Both Ram and my landlord looked at my firm tits and my gbang-like swollen nipples continued to tease them through the sheer yellow fabric of my blouse. My nipple position was obviously evident to them which indeed made me look hotter and more tempting. But unfortunately at that time I had no other option as I was already not wearing my bra under my blouse when I entered the tuition arena and then suddenly for the sake of educating my son Chacha-ji told me to drop my sari pallu.
Chacha-ji: Now complete the definition Ram!
Ram: Ye... yes Sir! Breasts... err... breasts also secrete milk and a baby is fed on it.
Chacha-ji: True! But you have to specify where from the milk is secreted?
Ram: Umm... err... I mean...from the breasts... Sir.
Chacha-ji: Ya ya... that’s right! But Beta... you need to be specific naa.
Ram looked a bit confused and clenched his lips which evidently depicted he was unable to guess what Chacha-ji was asking.
Chacha-ji: Are Ram! Ye to asaan hai... tumhara bhai Harpal ko bhi poochenge to bol dega!
Ram: Harpal? Sir wo to abhi doodh-pita bachha hai... mummy ke godd mei rehta hai... wo kaise bol payega!
Chacha-ji: Are burbak! Khud hi bolta hai ke wo doodh-pita bachha hai.. aur mai bhi to wohi pooch raha hoon!
Ram thought for a while and then Chacha-ji gave him the last clue which made him reply with the answer.
Chacha-ji: Are asaan sawal to hai! Harpal doodh peene ke liye kya karta hai?
Ram: Mummy ke mamme choosta hai... aur kya?
Chacha-ji: To kya pura mamme choosta hai?
Ram: Ji... ji!
I was naturally timid now. My growing son would be directly touching my breasts! And it won’t be like he does in a playful mood.... like he hugged me from behind requesting snacks or before going college I hug him kissing his forehead andf his face gets buried in my boobs.... but this time he will be touching for the sake to feeling my 30-year-old firm succulent boobs!
My lips got drier, my breathing warmer, my blouse seemed tighter as my fleshy boobs swelled as I breathed, and my pussy was also reacting in anticipatory touching!
Ram: Sir.... (Ram seemed quite confident as he approached my sari-covered mammaries!) Breasts are located in the front part of a female body... here they are... (he gently touched/brushed his fingers over my left boob and then my right boob)... in the chest region... (Ram again repeated his action – he touched my left tit and then my right tit, this time he grabbed it gently and I could feel his fingers more clearly on my breast flesh)
Chacha-ji: Right! Carry on...
As soon as I felt my son’s fingers on my tits, I could feel my nipples getting harder and were getting erect. I could easily feel a stir inside my panty also! I felt like it was as if Ram was not my son, he was a “male”!
Ram: Breasts are protruding... err...you can... I mean... you can see Sir that... they are sticking out of the body through the sari...
Ram now stretched the sari on my chest so as to show his tuition teacher the prominence of my mammaries! I could not meet eyes with Chacha-ji.
Chach-ji: Right! Carry on...
Ram: ...and Sir... they are fleshy and round...
What he did now was too indecent and shameful for me! Ram was using his right hand. He just openly grabbed my left boob over my sari and blouse with his hand and gave it a squeeze to show the fleshiness of my boob!
And he did not stop there!
Ram then took his right hand to my other breast and felt its firmness too through a tight squeeze! It was really getting tougher for me to remain calm and silent. My nipples were more erect due to this second squeeze on my other breast. Though he was a collegeboy, his fingers were strong and hard enough on my milk-tanks to make me feel ecstatic and extremely bashful!
Chacha-ji obviously was enjoying this sexy mom & son scene and indulged more naughtiness in the act!
Chacha-ji: Sorry son! When you say fleshy and squeezed your mom’s boobs to show me the fleshiness and beefiness... I agree... they are fleshy and ripe... but I can’t see they are spherical? Can you see it?
Ram looked confused but was smart enough to tackle the question!
Ram: Err... ye.... I mean... yes Sir... I can’t see it directly... err... as they are covered under the sari...
Chacha-ji: So? It’s a practical class Ram! Did I not remove my pajama to give you the exact feel of the male reproductive organ?
Chacha-ji winked at me to cooperate and Ram immediately got the hint that his tuition teacher wanted me to drop my sari pallu in front of my son so that he (read both males) could get a more vivid look of my upper treasures.
Ram: Oh! Okay Sir... (turning towards me) Mummy... to complete the definition....can you please take off your sari pallu a bit?
I had no other option but to agree! I nodded and clenching my lips in utter nervousness looking at the floor... I dropped my pallu off my shoulder.
Though I was looking at the floor but I could guess that both males in front of me had a “Wow” look on their faces. I felt as if they both were eagerly licking my big-sized firm boobies inside my tight blouse through their eyes! My wheat colored cleavage, at least an inch, was clearly noticeable over my yellow blouse and the bulge of my heavy boob flesh was also more than evident to both males in my compromised state.
But the worst part was that at that time I was not wearing any brassiere inside and my nipple impressions were unmistakably able to be seen through the sheer fabric of my yellow blouse! I could easily realize that I was indeed looking rather inviting and sexy standing in that posture!
My son was the first to react! Verbally! Though I had already noted Chacha-ji adjusting his lund inside his underpants (he was not wearing any pajama) and very soon a tent was coming up in his underpants which he was unable to hide as he lapped up my exposed jawani through his eyes!
Ram: You were right Sir... now I can see the roundish shape clearly...
So saying my son again touched my left breast with his right hand and this time he felt the roundedness of my breast touching the circumference with his palm! I almost shivered in excitement as I again felt my son’s hand on my boobs!
Chacha-ji: Right! A woman’s breast is not exactly round... as you can see...
Ram: Looks like as if two spheres are kept inside mom’s blouse!
Ram: Oh! Oh! I got it Sir! I got it! Nipples! Nipples!
Chacha-ji: Yes... so milk is secreted through nipples...jo Harpal choosta hai...
Ram getting overexcited giving the answer went ahead to locate them also! I was totally taken off guard when he just normally extended his right arm to hold my right nipple which could be easily traced through my tight-fitting blouse!
Me: Aaahhhhh.....what is this Ram! Stop it!
My right arm involuntarily obstructed his hand but buy that time he had already pressed and twisted my right nipple once!
Chacha-ji: Beti! Beti! Shant raho! This is a practical class... so this is normal... please!
He also winked at me requesting me to cooperate. I clenched my dry lips in excitement and nervousness and stood silent. This practical class seemed to be crossing all decency limits and I had to be utterly shameless to be a part of it!
Chacha-ji: Right Beta... so those are the nipples... as you rightly pointed out on your mom’s blouse... and they are a very important accessory reproductive organ.
Ram: Okay Sir.
Chacha-ji: But you only pointed one! When in practical class you have to locate in full.
Ram was as if more than eager to demonstrate his tuition teacher that he knew the location of both of my nipples. Since I was not wearing a bra it was all the more easy for him! He readily grabbed with two fingers of each hand my both nipple over my blouse and looked at his Sir.
Me: Aaahhhhhh.....
Ram: Here Sir!
My condition was simply pathetic! I was already standing in an aroused state and now my son was holding my both swollen and hard nipples and he was not touching any other part of my body! My lower half involuntarily bent and my heavy round ass flesh pushed against my sari cover and my chest thrust forward more towards my son’s hands! I was unable to control my natural body movement in arousal and Chacha-ji obviously was pretty much aware of my state but yet lingered the scene!
Chacha-ji: Kaha Ram! Your right hand is not holding the nipple properly... you are more of pressing your mom’s left breast with your palm...
Ram: Par Sir... iss mei mera dosh nehi hai... nipple choote hi... mummy ne apna seena aage kar diya....
I felt so, so ashamed at my son’s innocent confession. I was all red now and licked my dry fleshy lips to hide my provocation.
Ram immediately corrected his hand position making me simply gasp for breath as he squeezed my left nipple more firmly with his thumb and middle finger. I felt as if my blouse cover was nonexistent as I could very plainly feel Ram’s cold fingers on my naked hardened nipples! Automatically I was breathing heavy and my heavy boob flesh bulged inside my tight-fitting blouse resulting in my deep cleavage getting exposed!
Chacha-ji (smiling): Okay, okay... now hold them properly and show me!
Ram was more enthusiastic to show it to his tuition teacher making my position worst! He released both my nipples once momentarily and then tracing their positions through my blouse, he again pressed them with his fingers and this time I could clearly sense that he even twisted them once!
It was impossible for me to stand normally and shedding all shyness I shifted my left arm on my pussy area and started scratching the area over my sari to remain stable.
Chacha-ji: Now look at the nipples in your hands and define them... it should be easy!
Ram: Err... yes.... Sir.... yes... they are two small protrusions of female breasts that are err... I mean Sir... which are darker in color than the area around them....
Chacha-ji: Excellent! And dekho Beti... I did not tell your son about the color... he himself noticed your nipple color and stated it in his definition! Very good Ram!
Ram: Yes Sir... I have noticed it previously also when Mummy breast-feeds Harpal in front of me that her nipples are much darker than her fair breasts.
Chacha-ji: Very good observation Beta! But even if you had not noted that previously...
Ram: Ji Sir... I can make out today also...Mummy ke ye yellow blouse itna halka hai ke unke choochi ke color pura pata chal raha hai... especially yaha... (so saying he just circled his hands on my nipples and areola region) ... dark brown color dikh raha ha...
I was just thunderstruck at this sexy conversation and just helpless looked at the floor as my son continued to explore my nipple area!
Chacha-ji: Great! Well... now we will conclude this part by briefing about the types and function...
At last Ram dropped his hands off my breasts giving me a big relief. I could feel my pussy was wet and I was simply feeling horny! I had to press and push my boobs shamelessly with my hand in front of my landlord trying to regain normalcy.
Chacha-ji: Well Ram... you should know that breasts and nipples vary greatly from one woman to another.... like you can see.... your mummy has big-sized well developed breasts (while saying Chacha-ji also showed my boob-size through his palm to my son) ....but not all women possess that...
Ram: Yes Sir... Ritika Aunty’s breasts are smaller than Mummy’s!
Chacha-ji: Right you are! But Beta... its considered a bad manner to stare at a woman’s breast at your age... so do not do that frequently! Okay?
Ram: Sorry Sir.... will not do that.
Chacha-ji: Good boy!
Ram: And Sir... the function?
Chacha-ji: Yes... regarding the function of breasts from the accessory reproductive standpoint... they are a lovable flesh-filled organ which... I mean...err...you know... I think you must have seen your papa kiss your mummy... so you should be knowing Beta!
Ram: Yes Sir. I have seen many a time papa kiss mummy in front of me... and he held mummy’s mamme in his hands...
Me (I had to react!): What rubbish is this that you are babbling... Nehi, nehi Chacha-ji! Yes... ek adh bar wo paas ate the...par aisa kuch nehi karte the!
Chacha-ji: Okay okay... Ma-Bete fight mat karo isko leke!
I realized that I have to coach Ram in private so that he does not (out of his innocence) divulge our private moments (what he had seen) to other persons! .
Chacha-ji: That means you know it Ram... and regarding nipple function... we already mentioned about milk production... and like lips.. it’s also used for kissing, smooching and sucking. Okay?
I smiled within myself the way Ram nodded to his tuition teacher as if he understood everything! I was getting habituated to stand in my exposed state in front of my son. I could now notice a constant bulge in both Ram’s pant and Chacha-ji’s underpants! I was as if an object of sensuality which they were obliged to view and enjoy! I continued to stand there with my pallu on the floor and my swollen nipples (more erect now after getting the pressing and twisting from my son) visible through my blouse as the tuition class progressed.
Chacha-ji: So, now we move on to the last of the accessory female reproductive organs and what is that Beta?
Ram: Err... buttocks Sir!
Chacha-ji: Right! You are really picking this chapter extremely well Ram!
Ram: Thank you Sir! I really find it helpful to understand through your practical class Sir.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... Thanks to you mom also for helping us...
Ram: Ji Sir.
Both males looked appreciably at me and I noted their focus was on my swollen nipples visible very provocatively and sexily through my blouse. I smiled foolishly looking at them. My pallu was still lying on the floor keeping my fair belly and deep navel exposed to both males. As the practical class was still going on I did not think it wise to ask Chacha-ji whether I could pull up my pallu. .
Chacha-ji: Now that you know the function of other accessory organs namely lips, breasts, and nipples... it should be easier for you to get to the definition of this one!
He paused for a moment and looked at me.
Chacha-ji: Zara ghoom jana Beti... so that Ram can see your bottoms fully...
I had to obey Chacha-ji’s instruction and though feeling very hesitant I slowly turned back making my fleshy protruding ass fully visible to my grown up son. Though I was pretty sure that Ram had ogled my heavy jiggling ass previously also while I was clad in sari or nighty indoor, but today the scene was slightly different as he was instructed by his tuition teacher to stare at my heavy bulging ass cheeks! I was naturally feeling timid and undecided. Thankfully at that time I was facing the wall and was not in eye-contact with either of Ram or Chacha-ji. Still I involuntarily shuffled in my nervousness and shyness making things worse for me as my heavy bottom jiggled inside my sari and petticoat which must have been a very sexy scene for my son and his tuition teacher as they were watching me from very close quarter!
Ram: Sir... err... buttocks are ... I mean... Sir... buttocks are two dense rounded mounds on a lady’s rear part on which she sits...
Chacha-ji: Umm... good try Ram... but it’s not perfect as you can also understand! I will explain you in the light of this practical class. Here... come closer...
Ram: Yes Sir.
Chacha-ji: Just like the other accessory female reproductive organs... as you saw in your mom’s body... she has two lips which are...err... I mean...
Ram: Fleshy and succulent...
