Update 20
A sharp tone of jealousness and envy was reflecting time and again in Urvasi’s voice!
Urvasi: I have heard that through exercise body can be developed more.... and Nana-ji the way you picked up my leg problem in the afternoon... am sure you have a good knowledge about this... can you not help me? P-l-e-a-s-e!
I could sense that things were clearly turning quite briskly in my landlord’s favor! What should I do? Should I intervene? But the darker side of my mind was encouraging me to wait and peep into this forbidden act amongst two individuals of opposite genders with extreme age difference!
Urvasi: In fact Nana-ji... that’s why I came upstairs again... if you... err... I mean if you suggest me some more exercises…. secretly… now that Didi and Mausi are downstairs… I will do them and would become equally attractive like Didi!
Chacha-ji eyes as if sparkled getting this offer from this 17-year-old sexy attractive plump lass.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... I got your point Beti…par uske liye... I mean…. for that I need to examine your body first…you know… I need to know exactly where you are deficient than… err... deficient than Natasha.
Urvasi: Okay, okay Nana-ji… you check and suggest an exercise to cover up my deficiency…. I just wanna be as good as Didi in terms of figure.
Chacha-ji nodded with a smiling face.
Urvasi seemed pretty much determined about it and seemed to do any compromise for that! I never realized that such an undercurrent of envy was there in her about her elder sister! Chacha-ji also seeing this golden opportunity did not waste a moment further and sat down on the chair and held Urvasi’s arm and gently dragged her closer to him. He even massaged his cock once over his lungi right in front of the young girl as he measured through his greedy eyes Urvasi’s very attractive developing figure clad in her college top and short skirt. Since no one was there in the room Chacha-ji also seemed to be getting bolder in his movement. He continued to hold Urvasi’s arm in one hand and gently placed his other hand on her well-shaped thighs just over her skirt. Uravsi probably out of natural reflexive action went a step backwards as Chacha-ji’s hand brushed and massaged her beautiful young thighs, first over her skirt and then immediately under her skirt!
Chacha-ji: Legs… I have already told you the exercise…. Which will tone your legs and in turn you know will automatically make your figure more attractive.
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji…
After a mnute of caressing her smooth fair naked thighs through her short college skirt, Chacha-ji placed his hands on her hips and I noted Urvasi immediately closed her eyes. It must have titillated her and she was immediately aroused by sensual stimulation through this elderly man’s perverted touch!
Chacha-ji: Hmm… this seems to be okay…
Uravsi (giggling): Okay Nana-ji.
Chacha-ji now left her arm and took both hands at my niece’s backside. Since he was sitting it just looked like he was hugging Urvasi with his hands encircling around her waist. He slid his hands behind her and started… and started…
What was he doing! I could not believe my eyes!
My landlord started fondling and squeezing her buttocks over her skirt! Urvasi, I noted, let out a soft moan openly as she felt my landlord’s two palms cupping her tight ass cheeks over her skirt and panty. Chacha-ji openly cupped her ass cheeks with his fingers fully stretched out and he was feeling the complete roundedness and firmness of my 17-year-old niece’s well developed fleshy buttocks. Urvasi had naturally started breathing heavier as I noted her ‘tiny’ (?) boobs went up and down under her dress in a sexy fashion. She was simply shamelessly enjoying this forbidden massage! Afterall Chacha-ji was like her grandfather’s stature!
I was as if glued to the scene and remained silent and unmoved outside the window. I could not deny the fact that I was somewhere getting a thrill as I saw my young niece getting groped in the hands of my wicked landlord.
Chacha-ji took his time pressing and squeezing Urvasi’s ass cheeks over her skirt; the feel must have been simply enthralling for him as my niece indeed possessed a good tight and attractive bulging ass under her skirt.
Chacha-ji: You have a very good gaan… err… I mean you have a very good backside Beti…. Very round… very tight… and adequately fleshy… just like your mom!
The old rascal had even eyed Didi’s gaand! My elder sister had such respect for him and to my Didi’s unawareness the rascal was secrectly scrutinizing her fleshy butts!
Urvasi (blushing and almost in a whispering tone): Thanks Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji now pulled Urvasi even a bit closer; she was already dangerously close to my landlord. I noted Chacha-ji was also panting a bit – it was indeed rare for him at his age to get an opportunity to touch and feel the body of a 17-year-old lively developing lass like Urvasi so freely!
Chacha-ji: Let me check your upper portion now… then I can judge how much wanting you are there from your Didi!
Urvasi just nodded her head and Chacha-ji took his hands off her butts and pushed them upside over her waist and back (peeth) and then guided them towards her front. Urvasi lifted her arms slightly so that Chacha-ji could bring her hands to her frontal part through her armpits. I noted that Chacha-ji just looked once at the door probably to ensure that no one was coming and then within the blink of an eye his hands were on my niece’s mammaries!
Urvasi naturally had closed her eyes in excitement and Chacha-ji just starkly started pressing her budding boobs over her college top. He kneaded the young girl’s two breasts with two hands and it looked so very obscene and lewd to me. I could not deny the fact that I was also excited seeing this extremely sexy scene! Unknowingly my right hand went to my breasts and I pressed my boob flesh softly.
Chacha-ji continued to feel and knead the young girl’s handful boobs and Urvasi was breathing very heavily now as her tits were under the paws of this 50-year-old man. Chacha-ji squeezed them adequately assessing and enjoying their size and probably was able to even trace her nipples also as I caught him pushing his thumb on her boob flesh at a specific spot and Urvasi was letting out soft moans. The kneading went on for a minute or so and the scene was so tempting and alluring that even I ended up with my fingers rubbing and pushing my choot over my dress!
Chacha-ji (finally taking off his hands off her tits) : Ya, I see a small problem here!
Urvasi (gasping for a few seconds): I… I told you Nana-ji.
Chacha-ji: Though I did not get an opportunity to feel your Didi’s breasts…but as much as I have seen her over her college dress… I can conclude that yours are not as big and fleshy like Natasha’s…
These modern young girls were so shameless. She was maintaining eye contact with Chacha-ji even at this compromised conversation!
Urvasi: I feel inferior for that Nana-ji… can it not be solved?
Chacha-ji: Yes … it can be solved!
Urvasi (her eyes immediately perking up): What’s the solution Nana-ji? What’s the solution?
Chacha-ji: Easy Beti! Easy! You just need some appropriate massage to activate more growth and resilience there (indicating Urvasi’s boobs through his eyes)!
Urvasi: Just massage? Oh! And… and how do that Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: I will show you how to do it… its simple!
So saying he stood up from his chair probably to have a more better grip on my niece’s budding boobs! He was standing just in front of Urvasi, pretty close, in a hugging distance. He gently placed his hands again on her firm teenage breasts. I could see his hands were fully engulfing her two tits, which were the size of two ripe oranges. Chacha-ji slowly rotated his hands over the bulge of her breasts in a circular motion. Urvasi must have been enjoying this massage fully as I noted her to close her eyes and I noted that she was parting her legs under her skirt signifying that she was getting sexually aroused. Chacha-ji being a very experienced and elderly campaigner, quickly noted that, and immediately increased his speed of rotary motion on my niece’s boobs and then he was giving her fast breast squeezes now. The scene reminded me of a cycle rickshaw-puller as if blowing the horn of his rickshaw time and again.
It was a probably a bit too much for a 17-year-old girl. Her face was red and she was indeed feeling shy to be caressed and fondld like this by a fatherly figure, but the fact remained that she was already ecstatic as she had started emitting quite loud long moans in her pleasure. Urvasi must have been already heated up as Chacha-ji did the groundwork by caressing her naked legs and squeezing and cupping her booty over her skirt and now that the action was directly on her teenage firm boobs, she was naturally writhing in excitement! Chacha-ji continued this fast breast squeezes with two hands for quite some time (almost 2-3 minutes) complementing it with the rotatory motion all over her twin globes. My niece must have been enjoying this to the hilt as she clenched her thin pink lips in sheer sensual pleasure and was shamelessly letting out sexy groans.
Chacha-ji (finally stopping, but still did not take off his hands of Urvasi’s breasts!)): How do you feel now Beti?
The word “Beti” sounded as if like a slap on my face; the rascal was still calling my niece “Beti”!
Urvasi (bowed her head and was still panting): Very… aaahhh…. Very g-o-o-d Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji (smiling wickedly): I am glad that you enjoyed… most girls of your age are too shy to enjoy a massage there (indicating with his eye to her boobs)
Urvasi: Me too Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji: Then why did you take the breast massage from me? You should have denied it …
Urvasi: You are not like others Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji (frowning slightly): Who are the ‘others’?
Urvasi: My friends… I mean the boyfriends that I have… they just want to touch my breasts in some excuse or the other… I do not like that attitude…as if they come to me with only that intention…
Chacha-ji: I see… to... err...I mean Beti... do you allow them to touch your ...?
Urvasi: At times... depending on my mood. Par Nana-ji… will my choo… err… will my top (Urvasi avoided using the word ‘breasts’ or ‘choochi’ in her talk) become like Didi’s if I do this massage exercise for a month?
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Chacha-ji: It’s not that easy Beti… it will consume more time….
Urvasi seemed disappointed. She probably thought her boobs would develop and grow to Natasha’s size with a few massages.
Urvasi: Oh! That long Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji: Why, what’s the hurry?
Urvasi: I do not have so much patience Nana-ji… I want things to happen instantly you know...
Chacha-ji: So you want a change sooner?
Urvasi (her eyes as if lit up): Yes… yes Nana-ji! Can you help me in that?
Chacha-ji: Then Beti... Umm... I mean... You have to have a direct massage!
Urvasi (asked innocently): Direct massage? How to do that Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: I will show you…..you need a demo in everything... He he he... thoda... Beti... I mean... unbutton your shirt a bit!
Urvasi unhesitatingly started unbuttoning the top two-three buttons. I was shocked to note her boldness as she casually opened the buttons of her white college top.
These modern girls... they were just beyond my conservative imagination!
I was almost on the verge of the window and practically glued to it. Urvasi by that time had totally unbuttoned her college top!
Chacha-ji: Beti zara... I mean.... lower your pinafore a little bit... so that I can slide my hands under your pinafore!
Urvasi: Okay Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji: Do you wear a bra to college?
Urvasi: Yes Nana-ji... mummy insists on wearing one though there are a few girls in my class who don’t wear a bra under the pinafore.
Chacha-ji: But then... I mean... then their breasts must be bouncing when they walk...very provocative I mean...
Urvasi: Provocative or not I don’t know... but they get a lot of stares from the boys Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji: Hmm... natural. .
Urvasi had lowered her pinafore and her bra-covered ripe orange-like boobs were exposed adequately to the eyes of the elderly man. He licked her lips once as he gaped at Urvasi’s young succulent tits. The top of her milky white boobs and the deep cleavage now could clearly be seen over her white bra. I could even note a brown “til” on her oozing breast over her left bra cup! That must be all the more inviting for a male as I noted my landlord readily slid his hands into her bra and started feeling her naked boob flesh!
Within seconds I could notice a tent appearing under his pajama; Chacha-ji’s dick must have sprung up as he started caressing the boobs of a young bold teenager girl.
Chacha-ji (as he fondled Urvasi’s breasts inside her bra): See Beti... I am much older than you and you must be feeling odd... but actually this is the only way I can develop your breast size... okay?
Urvasi (whispered): Ji...
Chacha-ji: So... I feel... you and I should be very professional about this because this is just a massage exercise for you and nothing else!
Urvasi (slightly panting now): Ji...
Chacha-ji: You mentioned to me that your boyfriends have touched your breasts but I am not sure if they press your choochi over your dress or you allow them to open your top...
Urvasi (gasping): Naaaaaahhhh.... just u-p-a-r se!
Chacha-ji: Okay, okay... but since here I am massaging you directly for your better development... you must keep a check on yourself... I know you are feeling very excited... but you should not treat me as your boyfriend... because the pleasure will be the same...
Urvasi (smiling): Hmmmmmmmm... you are very gentle Nana-ji... my boyfriends squeeze more forcefully.
Chacha-ji: But this is a massage Beti... and what you do with your friends is just fun. I am sure your male friends must be trying to kiss you also during this.
Urvasi: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...... Sssssssssssssssshhhh......Yessss but only rarely Nana-ji.... when I feel like...
I could see Chacha-ji’s big palms engulfing her breasts and he was squeezing the firm flesh adequately over her bra.
Chacha-ji: Do you allow all your male friends to kiss you?
Urvasi: No, no Nana-ji... I am intimate with a couple... and I only allow those two guys to advance....
Chacha-ji: Yes... keep your boyfriends within a limit... two is fine. There is always an alternative ready... Ha ha ha...
Urvasi smiled shyly. This was the first time I saw her drop her eyelids!
Chacha-ji now craftily pushed his fingers deep inside Urvasi’s tight bra and started kneading her nipples! Initially though I was not able to see my niece’s nipples, but pretty soon my wicked landlord pulled up her boobs almost fully out of her bra cups so that he could squeeze and press them more adequately! Though her breasts were smaller in size than Natasha’s, I noted they were pretty full and round for a girl of her age and would lure anyone! And in fact her pink-colored nipples would turn the head of any male as they were almost the size of ripe gbangs and Chacha-ji pinched it slightly.
Chacha-ji: How does it feel Beti?
Urvasi (closing her eyes): Uuuuuuiiiiiiiiii Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! It feels soooooo good Nana-ji!
He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged her boobs again. Urvasi held the edge of the chair with her hands as she naturally found it difficult to control herself. She even had a quick rub on her skirt and panty covered choot with her right hand.
Urvasi: Uuuuuuhhhhhhh! Softly please Nana-ji.... pinch softly p-l-e-a-s-e....
I was really having a trying time standing at the window watching all this and unknowingly I was gyrating my heavy gaand as I continuously rubbed my choot over my sari and pressed my firm boobs on the window grill tighter by the moment!
This went on for at least 5-7 minutes continuously and by that time Chacha-ji had pulled out Urvasi’s both breasts out of her tight white brassiere! She looked ravishingly sexy in that fashion with her college dress unbuttoned and her firm creamy boobs popping out of her bra and pinafore.
At last Chacha-ji stopped. Urvasi was literally panting and her naked boobs were moving up and down in an extremely alluring manner.
Chacha-ji: Not only massage... you must drink lot of milk to have fleshy breasts.
Urvasi: Okay Nana-ji... though I am not fond of milk... par Didi jaisi choochi pane ke liye I will drink milk regularly. And will do this exercise everyday in my room.
Chacha-ji gave her an odd glance.
Chacha-ji: What are you planning to do in your room?
Urvasi: Why nana-ji? This massage... you just demonstrated?
Chacha-ji (smiling): Are pagli! This will not work if you massage your breasts yourself! Your breasts will only grow quickly if a male hand touches your breasts! Understood?
Urvasi: I see... Okay then I will have to try this with my boyfriends.
Chacha-ji: Yes, you can do that... and you can come over here to me with an excuse to visit your Mausi and the baby.
Urvasi: Right Nana-ji... I will surely try to do that... because my friends won’t be able to massage me like you did just now.
Chacha-ji smiled wickedly and his smile as if said my teenage sexy niece was fully in his grip!
Chacha-ji: And if you want to get your boobs grow more quicker and match Natasha’s... you can use one trick...
Urvasi (her eyes again lit up and she was extremely keen): What trick Nana-ji? Please tell me... I will surely apply that.
Chacha-ji: A simple way you know... if you can get two males to massage Beti... us-se tumhari choochi aur bhi jaldi badi aur mansal aur sudrir ho jayegi.
Urvasi: What are saying Nana-ji? Two boyfriends simultaneously... no, no... then I will lose both!
Chacha-ji: Ha ha ha... that’s a good one!
Urvasi: The two boys don’t know that I am close to the other... so Nana-ji... that is not possible. And I meet them after coaching... in the park... how can I meet both simultaneously?
Chacha-ji: Then it’s a practical problem. But your advantage was - two males means two different hands, two different grips, and two different pressures on your breasts.... that will only help your lovely choochi to grow larger my dear!
Urvasi: Oh! Is it? Alas! If I could do that.....
Chacha-ji: But you can do that here!
Urvasi (almost screamed out): Here! How?
Chacha-ji: Arre you saw Haria naa... the servant... in the afternoon when you were here... he was sitting there....
Urvasi: Yes, yes... I noted him...
Chacha-ji: I can tell him to do this job...
Urvasi: But Nana-ji... I do not know him at all... I have not talked to him before also... previously there was “Dinu Chacha” as your servant... I knew him well...
Chacha-ji: Yes Dinu left for his village... he was old and was not able to look after my handicapped son... so I have taken Haria now... he is young, energetic....
Urvasi: Par Nana-ji... if he tells somebody... I mean if he tells Mausi! No, no... that would be very shameful and problematic!
Chacha-ji: Are Beti! He is my servant... if I tell him not to share he will not share... you just focus on your goal... to have bigger boobs and to look more sexy for the boys... right?
Urvasi (shyly smiling): Yes, wo to hai Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji: Then? Wait a second!
Chacha-ji went out through the door and I had to be careful also so that he did not notice me. Urvasi pushed her breasts inside her bra and covered herself with her inner. She did not care to button her top and stood there continuing to expose her fair belly and navel.
Within minutes Chacha-ji was back with Haria. He was wearing a vest and a Bermuda. And as always, the Bermuda he was wearing was awfully tight which portrayed a bulge in his pant-front; one could not miss his thick dick under cover!
I was simply speechless at the development in the house!
Chacha-ji: Urvasi... this is Haria... you can call him Hari Bhaiya...
Urvasi: Namaste Hari Bhaiya.
I noticed no shyness in this girl though she was standing in front of a young male with her college top completely unbuttoned and her sizable breasts could easily be peeked at, but she seemed quite audacious and casual about that exposure! The low class man smiled and nodded at her and naturally he was more than eager to ogle at Urvasi’s tempting teenage figure. Haria was keen to state at her bra-covered tits which appeared like twin peaks inside her open college shirt.
Chacha-ji: He can help you in your massage Beti. He is very loyal and you can be rest assured that he will not tell anybody as others might think it differently you know... they will not know naa that you are doing it just for your own breast development.
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji.... Please Hari Bhaiya... don’t tell anybody about this.
Haria: Tum bilkul befikar raho Bitiya!
Haria like any other common low-class man, whom we women encounter daily in life (the sabji-wala, the doodhwala, the fishmonger etc.) was measuring Urvasi’s freshy developing body with his hungry eyes.
Haria: Mai kiyu bhala tumhari Mausi ko ye sab batane jaunga?
Urvasi: Thanks Bhaiya.
Chacha-ji: Yes... you should not share anything about this to Bina.
I noticed Haria’s eyes were glittering as he anticipated this golden opportunity! It was indeed a “wow opportunity” for this low class filthy man getting this free opportunity to press, rub, and squeeze a 17-year-old girl’s boobies!
As Haria came and stood near Urvasi, she seemed to be slightly hesitant now. Afterall Haira was a low class complete alien to her and opening her dress and giving access to her private treasures meant a lot for any girl! But still as I watched her, I must underline that today’s modern girls were extremely confident and daring!
Urvasi’s lovely figure was partly visisbile through her unbuttoned college top and her firm bra-covered boobs looked so tempting for the two males standing beside her inside! I already noticed the low class man adjusting his lund inside his pants and that too quite openly in front of the teenage girl! Urvasi for the first time was looking at the floor probably in some shyness as the servant of the house blatantly ogled at her tits!
Without wasting any more time Chacha-ji himself this time casually lowered Urvasi’s pinafore inside her college top so that her tennis-ball like firm twin globes could be adequately exposed.
Chacha-ji: See Haria... this is nothing but a workout... you should not take it otherwise... I am doing this for the nourishment of her body...
Haria: Accha achha.... okay Malik.
Chacha-ji: In fact this workout is meant only for her doodh... I mean... her breasts... as you can see they are not that big... (as he said he causally first grabbed and then cupped Urvasi’s breasts, one at a time, as part of demonstration as if!) ... and my Beti wants her choochi to grow bigger...
Haria: Par Malik... jitna dikh raha hai... Urvasi Bitiya ki choochi to achhi hi hai... mera matlab.... (pointing towards my niece’s breasts) Bitiya ki kamseen umar ke hisaab se Malik... choochiyan to badi bhi hai aur khadi bhi hai!
Haria was already breathing heavily seeing my 17-year-old niece’s half exposed creamy boobs and I noted that his dick was growing inside his pants and now was very awkwardly prominent and eye-catching! Urvasi standing there looking at the floor could not have missed that too! And now that I know that Urvasi at class XI has boyfriends who touch her body and she was not that innocent that I used to think, she must be jolly well aware about the worth of an erect thick-sized cock.
Chacha-ji (turning to Urvasi): Dekh Beti... my servant also got confused! He he he... (now turning towards Haria) Abe behnchod! Were you sleeping this afternoon? Did you not notice her elder sister?
Haria looked a bit surprised probably at the usage of slang language by his master in front of a young collegegirl!
Haria: Ji, ji Malik... de... dekha tha! Kya khoobsurat maal thi!
Chacha-ji (imitating his servant) “Dekha tha!” Sirf dekha tha iski behen ko? Ya netra-chodan bhi kiya tha? Eh?
Haria was not expecting such a direct comment from Chacha-ji about Natasha especially in front of her younger sister and giggled foolishly. Chacha-ji was also smiling now looking at Urvasi and my niece also giggled probably not knowing what to say or how to react in front of these matured males! I was pretty sure that she knew the meaning of “netra-chodan” and I was quite amazed at this young modern girl’s shamelessness at her elder sister’s verbal abuse by my elderly landlord and the young servant!
Chacha-ji was probably using slang openly to heat up the environment! He probably knew today’s modern girls better than me as he anticipated well that Urvasi would enjoy this sort of language! Naturally I was taken aback quite a bit by the shameless behavior of my niece! She seemed to be relishing that language and giggled amusingly as Chacha-ji referred his servant “behnchod”, the low class servant called her elder sister “khubsurat maal” and the way Chacha-ji asked his servant whether he had f*cked Natasha through his eyes or not!
Chacha-ji: Beti... you are grownup now... I hope ke tum bura nehi mana ke I used words like “netra-chodan”... because you know these low-class people understand that language only!
Urvasi: Ji, ji Nana-ji... I can understand...
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Chacha-ji: Yes and you must have noticed... on the streets, markets, and even servants at home... they don’t look at your face... they will gape at your choochi, gaand aur thighs... always... err... being a grownup girl Beti you must be aware of that?
Urvasi (smiling naughtily): Yes Nana-ji... I know that very well.
Haria: Kay Malik... aap to kuch bhi bol de rahe ho!
Chacha-ji: Kiyu re chutiya! Kya galat bola mai? Tu dopeher ko waha baithe baithe Natasha Beti ki badan ko ghoor nehi raha tha kya? Uski badi badi mamme ko... gaandu... tu nehi ghoor raha tha?
Haria: Maal agar itni achhi ho to mai kya karoon?
Chacha-ji: Kitni achhi?
Haria (smiling wickedly): Top item thi Malik... Bilkul pake hua santare jaise choochiyan.... badi aur khadi bhi... tight badan...
Chacha-ji: Sahi dekha! Ab teri Urvasi Bitiya ko bhi waisi badi badi chahiye!
Haria (smiling): Kya choochi?
Chacha-ji: Aur nehi to kya?
Haria: Oh! Ye baat hai Malik... ab jaake samajha mai sala! Dono behen mei competition! Acchha! Acchha!
Chacha-ji (also smiling): It was about time that you understand... isn’t it Beti?
Urvasi (smiling too!): Yes Nana-ji.
Cahcha-ji: Chal! Aur waqt zaya mat kar! (turning to Urvasi) Your Mausi might come upstairs in search of you...
Urvasi (instantly looking worried): Oh Nana-ji... that would be disastrous if she finds me in this state!
Chacha-ji: Don’t worry Beti... I will be hear footsteps if anyone comes upstairs!
Urvasi: Thank God! Shall I button up my shirt Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: No, no Beti... if we press you over your shirt... the effect will just be half! You want that?
Urvasi: No, no!
I thought that by saying “No, no” as if Urvasi was trying to invite the two males to insert their hands inside her shirt and press and maul her breasts!
Chacha-ji: Beti... see... just as it happens when you are with your boyfriends and they press your doodh.... err... I guess... they press you over your dress? Right?
Urvasi (looked slightly crimson, but still giggling): Err... Ji Nana-ji... over my top or salwar-kamiz... err... I mean whatever I am wearing...
Chacha-ji: And Beti... not to forget that they caress you not only over your dress but also over another cover... your bra.... isn’t it?
Uravasi nodded looking slightly red now.
Chacha-ji: So you are only getting half the benefit from boob squeezing by your boyfriends! You need to keep one thing in mind... that whenever you are in the mood for a breast massage from a male.... whoever it is... be it your boyfriend.... be it me or for that matter Haria... you just make sure that you allow him to press your doodh at least over your bra to get the desired growing effect. Otherwise its...
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji... I understood... but...err... I mean... it’s not possible with my boyfriends...
Chacha-ji: Why?
Urvasi: They are very dangerous Nana-ji! If I allow them to unbutton my top, do you think they will leave me without disrobing my skirt? No, no... with them... its very risky!
Chacha-ji: Hmm... so you mean to say Beti... that you feel safer to remain within limits with your boyfriends... meaning an occasional kiss or a hug and some pressing and kneading over the dress... that’s all!
Urvasi: Absolutely Nana-ji! What more!
Chacha-ji: Hmm... good! But as I said that will provide you only half the benefit for the growth of your breasts. Anyway... (turning to the servant) Haria! Aa ja! Stand here... on the left... I will do it from the right side and you follow me from the left side...
Urvasi: Par Nana-ji... .err...I mean... I... I have never under... err... undergone this...
Chacha-ji (visibly surprised): Undergone kya?
Urvasi: Err... I mean... with two people doing...
Chacha-ji: Two people doing what?
Urvasi (looking down shyly): Nana-ji... aap bhi na! I mean... err... two people... two people simultaneously touching my...
Chacha-ji: Oh! Ye baat! Are Beti... zindagi mei bahut kuch first time hota hai re... you should accept that confidently!
Urvasi: I mean Nana-ji.... I never ever had such an experience... I mean... though I have more than one boyfriend... I never tried them simultaneously! (she smiles)
Chacha-ji: Just relax and enjoy Beti! Two men at your service... you should rather feel pompous! He he he!
She giggled and looked down naughtily and was probably feeling an itch in her pussy thinking that two men will touch her tits; she casually as if adjusting her skirt she rubbed scratched her choot subtly with her right hand.
Chacha-ji: Kya re Haria! Aur kitna netra-chodan karega iss komal ki phool ko?
Haria (clearly fumbling): Err... nehi nehi Malik... err... I was just listening to you both!
Chacha-ji: Chal, suru ho ja!
So saying the elderly man moved towards Urvasi’s right side and quickly opened up (moved to two sides) Urvasi’s college top to the full (which was already unbuttoned) so that anyone in the room could see her twin bra-covered sexy globes. He also pulled up the pinafore so that it did not create any hindrance in viewing or touching her tennis-ball-like inviting tits.
Haria’s eyes seemed like two spotlights - absolutely fixed on my young niece’s exposed breasts. Urvasi’s small cleavage looked very tempting and inviting peeping through her open top. Chacha-ji did not waste a single second and pushed his arm into Urvasi’s open top started fondling her right boob over her tight-fitting bra.
Chacha-ji: Sirf aankhen faad faad ke Bitiya ki choochi mat dekh... jiase mai kar raha hoon... follow kar behenchod!
Urvasi: I have heard that through exercise body can be developed more.... and Nana-ji the way you picked up my leg problem in the afternoon... am sure you have a good knowledge about this... can you not help me? P-l-e-a-s-e!
I could sense that things were clearly turning quite briskly in my landlord’s favor! What should I do? Should I intervene? But the darker side of my mind was encouraging me to wait and peep into this forbidden act amongst two individuals of opposite genders with extreme age difference!
Urvasi: In fact Nana-ji... that’s why I came upstairs again... if you... err... I mean if you suggest me some more exercises…. secretly… now that Didi and Mausi are downstairs… I will do them and would become equally attractive like Didi!
Chacha-ji eyes as if sparkled getting this offer from this 17-year-old sexy attractive plump lass.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... I got your point Beti…par uske liye... I mean…. for that I need to examine your body first…you know… I need to know exactly where you are deficient than… err... deficient than Natasha.
Urvasi: Okay, okay Nana-ji… you check and suggest an exercise to cover up my deficiency…. I just wanna be as good as Didi in terms of figure.
Chacha-ji nodded with a smiling face.
Urvasi seemed pretty much determined about it and seemed to do any compromise for that! I never realized that such an undercurrent of envy was there in her about her elder sister! Chacha-ji also seeing this golden opportunity did not waste a moment further and sat down on the chair and held Urvasi’s arm and gently dragged her closer to him. He even massaged his cock once over his lungi right in front of the young girl as he measured through his greedy eyes Urvasi’s very attractive developing figure clad in her college top and short skirt. Since no one was there in the room Chacha-ji also seemed to be getting bolder in his movement. He continued to hold Urvasi’s arm in one hand and gently placed his other hand on her well-shaped thighs just over her skirt. Uravsi probably out of natural reflexive action went a step backwards as Chacha-ji’s hand brushed and massaged her beautiful young thighs, first over her skirt and then immediately under her skirt!
Chacha-ji: Legs… I have already told you the exercise…. Which will tone your legs and in turn you know will automatically make your figure more attractive.
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji…
After a mnute of caressing her smooth fair naked thighs through her short college skirt, Chacha-ji placed his hands on her hips and I noted Urvasi immediately closed her eyes. It must have titillated her and she was immediately aroused by sensual stimulation through this elderly man’s perverted touch!
Chacha-ji: Hmm… this seems to be okay…
Uravsi (giggling): Okay Nana-ji.
Chacha-ji now left her arm and took both hands at my niece’s backside. Since he was sitting it just looked like he was hugging Urvasi with his hands encircling around her waist. He slid his hands behind her and started… and started…
What was he doing! I could not believe my eyes!
My landlord started fondling and squeezing her buttocks over her skirt! Urvasi, I noted, let out a soft moan openly as she felt my landlord’s two palms cupping her tight ass cheeks over her skirt and panty. Chacha-ji openly cupped her ass cheeks with his fingers fully stretched out and he was feeling the complete roundedness and firmness of my 17-year-old niece’s well developed fleshy buttocks. Urvasi had naturally started breathing heavier as I noted her ‘tiny’ (?) boobs went up and down under her dress in a sexy fashion. She was simply shamelessly enjoying this forbidden massage! Afterall Chacha-ji was like her grandfather’s stature!
I was as if glued to the scene and remained silent and unmoved outside the window. I could not deny the fact that I was somewhere getting a thrill as I saw my young niece getting groped in the hands of my wicked landlord.
Chacha-ji took his time pressing and squeezing Urvasi’s ass cheeks over her skirt; the feel must have been simply enthralling for him as my niece indeed possessed a good tight and attractive bulging ass under her skirt.
Chacha-ji: You have a very good gaan… err… I mean you have a very good backside Beti…. Very round… very tight… and adequately fleshy… just like your mom!
The old rascal had even eyed Didi’s gaand! My elder sister had such respect for him and to my Didi’s unawareness the rascal was secrectly scrutinizing her fleshy butts!
Urvasi (blushing and almost in a whispering tone): Thanks Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji now pulled Urvasi even a bit closer; she was already dangerously close to my landlord. I noted Chacha-ji was also panting a bit – it was indeed rare for him at his age to get an opportunity to touch and feel the body of a 17-year-old lively developing lass like Urvasi so freely!
Chacha-ji: Let me check your upper portion now… then I can judge how much wanting you are there from your Didi!
Urvasi just nodded her head and Chacha-ji took his hands off her butts and pushed them upside over her waist and back (peeth) and then guided them towards her front. Urvasi lifted her arms slightly so that Chacha-ji could bring her hands to her frontal part through her armpits. I noted that Chacha-ji just looked once at the door probably to ensure that no one was coming and then within the blink of an eye his hands were on my niece’s mammaries!
Urvasi naturally had closed her eyes in excitement and Chacha-ji just starkly started pressing her budding boobs over her college top. He kneaded the young girl’s two breasts with two hands and it looked so very obscene and lewd to me. I could not deny the fact that I was also excited seeing this extremely sexy scene! Unknowingly my right hand went to my breasts and I pressed my boob flesh softly.
Chacha-ji continued to feel and knead the young girl’s handful boobs and Urvasi was breathing very heavily now as her tits were under the paws of this 50-year-old man. Chacha-ji squeezed them adequately assessing and enjoying their size and probably was able to even trace her nipples also as I caught him pushing his thumb on her boob flesh at a specific spot and Urvasi was letting out soft moans. The kneading went on for a minute or so and the scene was so tempting and alluring that even I ended up with my fingers rubbing and pushing my choot over my dress!
Chacha-ji (finally taking off his hands off her tits) : Ya, I see a small problem here!
Urvasi (gasping for a few seconds): I… I told you Nana-ji.
Chacha-ji: Though I did not get an opportunity to feel your Didi’s breasts…but as much as I have seen her over her college dress… I can conclude that yours are not as big and fleshy like Natasha’s…
These modern young girls were so shameless. She was maintaining eye contact with Chacha-ji even at this compromised conversation!
Urvasi: I feel inferior for that Nana-ji… can it not be solved?
Chacha-ji: Yes … it can be solved!
Urvasi (her eyes immediately perking up): What’s the solution Nana-ji? What’s the solution?
Chacha-ji: Easy Beti! Easy! You just need some appropriate massage to activate more growth and resilience there (indicating Urvasi’s boobs through his eyes)!
Urvasi: Just massage? Oh! And… and how do that Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: I will show you how to do it… its simple!
So saying he stood up from his chair probably to have a more better grip on my niece’s budding boobs! He was standing just in front of Urvasi, pretty close, in a hugging distance. He gently placed his hands again on her firm teenage breasts. I could see his hands were fully engulfing her two tits, which were the size of two ripe oranges. Chacha-ji slowly rotated his hands over the bulge of her breasts in a circular motion. Urvasi must have been enjoying this massage fully as I noted her to close her eyes and I noted that she was parting her legs under her skirt signifying that she was getting sexually aroused. Chacha-ji being a very experienced and elderly campaigner, quickly noted that, and immediately increased his speed of rotary motion on my niece’s boobs and then he was giving her fast breast squeezes now. The scene reminded me of a cycle rickshaw-puller as if blowing the horn of his rickshaw time and again.
It was a probably a bit too much for a 17-year-old girl. Her face was red and she was indeed feeling shy to be caressed and fondld like this by a fatherly figure, but the fact remained that she was already ecstatic as she had started emitting quite loud long moans in her pleasure. Urvasi must have been already heated up as Chacha-ji did the groundwork by caressing her naked legs and squeezing and cupping her booty over her skirt and now that the action was directly on her teenage firm boobs, she was naturally writhing in excitement! Chacha-ji continued this fast breast squeezes with two hands for quite some time (almost 2-3 minutes) complementing it with the rotatory motion all over her twin globes. My niece must have been enjoying this to the hilt as she clenched her thin pink lips in sheer sensual pleasure and was shamelessly letting out sexy groans.
Chacha-ji (finally stopping, but still did not take off his hands of Urvasi’s breasts!)): How do you feel now Beti?
The word “Beti” sounded as if like a slap on my face; the rascal was still calling my niece “Beti”!
Urvasi (bowed her head and was still panting): Very… aaahhh…. Very g-o-o-d Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji (smiling wickedly): I am glad that you enjoyed… most girls of your age are too shy to enjoy a massage there (indicating with his eye to her boobs)
Urvasi: Me too Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji: Then why did you take the breast massage from me? You should have denied it …
Urvasi: You are not like others Nana-ji…
Chacha-ji (frowning slightly): Who are the ‘others’?
Urvasi: My friends… I mean the boyfriends that I have… they just want to touch my breasts in some excuse or the other… I do not like that attitude…as if they come to me with only that intention…
Chacha-ji: I see… to... err...I mean Beti... do you allow them to touch your ...?
Urvasi: At times... depending on my mood. Par Nana-ji… will my choo… err… will my top (Urvasi avoided using the word ‘breasts’ or ‘choochi’ in her talk) become like Didi’s if I do this massage exercise for a month?
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Chacha-ji: It’s not that easy Beti… it will consume more time….
Urvasi seemed disappointed. She probably thought her boobs would develop and grow to Natasha’s size with a few massages.
Urvasi: Oh! That long Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji: Why, what’s the hurry?
Urvasi: I do not have so much patience Nana-ji… I want things to happen instantly you know...
Chacha-ji: So you want a change sooner?
Urvasi (her eyes as if lit up): Yes… yes Nana-ji! Can you help me in that?
Chacha-ji: Then Beti... Umm... I mean... You have to have a direct massage!
Urvasi (asked innocently): Direct massage? How to do that Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: I will show you…..you need a demo in everything... He he he... thoda... Beti... I mean... unbutton your shirt a bit!
Urvasi unhesitatingly started unbuttoning the top two-three buttons. I was shocked to note her boldness as she casually opened the buttons of her white college top.
These modern girls... they were just beyond my conservative imagination!
I was almost on the verge of the window and practically glued to it. Urvasi by that time had totally unbuttoned her college top!
Chacha-ji: Beti zara... I mean.... lower your pinafore a little bit... so that I can slide my hands under your pinafore!
Urvasi: Okay Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji: Do you wear a bra to college?
Urvasi: Yes Nana-ji... mummy insists on wearing one though there are a few girls in my class who don’t wear a bra under the pinafore.
Chacha-ji: But then... I mean... then their breasts must be bouncing when they walk...very provocative I mean...
Urvasi: Provocative or not I don’t know... but they get a lot of stares from the boys Nana-ji...
Chacha-ji: Hmm... natural. .
Urvasi had lowered her pinafore and her bra-covered ripe orange-like boobs were exposed adequately to the eyes of the elderly man. He licked her lips once as he gaped at Urvasi’s young succulent tits. The top of her milky white boobs and the deep cleavage now could clearly be seen over her white bra. I could even note a brown “til” on her oozing breast over her left bra cup! That must be all the more inviting for a male as I noted my landlord readily slid his hands into her bra and started feeling her naked boob flesh!
Within seconds I could notice a tent appearing under his pajama; Chacha-ji’s dick must have sprung up as he started caressing the boobs of a young bold teenager girl.
Chacha-ji (as he fondled Urvasi’s breasts inside her bra): See Beti... I am much older than you and you must be feeling odd... but actually this is the only way I can develop your breast size... okay?
Urvasi (whispered): Ji...
Chacha-ji: So... I feel... you and I should be very professional about this because this is just a massage exercise for you and nothing else!
Urvasi (slightly panting now): Ji...
Chacha-ji: You mentioned to me that your boyfriends have touched your breasts but I am not sure if they press your choochi over your dress or you allow them to open your top...
Urvasi (gasping): Naaaaaahhhh.... just u-p-a-r se!
Chacha-ji: Okay, okay... but since here I am massaging you directly for your better development... you must keep a check on yourself... I know you are feeling very excited... but you should not treat me as your boyfriend... because the pleasure will be the same...
Urvasi (smiling): Hmmmmmmmm... you are very gentle Nana-ji... my boyfriends squeeze more forcefully.
Chacha-ji: But this is a massage Beti... and what you do with your friends is just fun. I am sure your male friends must be trying to kiss you also during this.
Urvasi: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh...... Sssssssssssssssshhhh......Yessss but only rarely Nana-ji.... when I feel like...
I could see Chacha-ji’s big palms engulfing her breasts and he was squeezing the firm flesh adequately over her bra.
Chacha-ji: Do you allow all your male friends to kiss you?
Urvasi: No, no Nana-ji... I am intimate with a couple... and I only allow those two guys to advance....
Chacha-ji: Yes... keep your boyfriends within a limit... two is fine. There is always an alternative ready... Ha ha ha...
Urvasi smiled shyly. This was the first time I saw her drop her eyelids!
Chacha-ji now craftily pushed his fingers deep inside Urvasi’s tight bra and started kneading her nipples! Initially though I was not able to see my niece’s nipples, but pretty soon my wicked landlord pulled up her boobs almost fully out of her bra cups so that he could squeeze and press them more adequately! Though her breasts were smaller in size than Natasha’s, I noted they were pretty full and round for a girl of her age and would lure anyone! And in fact her pink-colored nipples would turn the head of any male as they were almost the size of ripe gbangs and Chacha-ji pinched it slightly.
Chacha-ji: How does it feel Beti?
Urvasi (closing her eyes): Uuuuuuiiiiiiiiii Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! It feels soooooo good Nana-ji!
He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged her boobs again. Urvasi held the edge of the chair with her hands as she naturally found it difficult to control herself. She even had a quick rub on her skirt and panty covered choot with her right hand.
Urvasi: Uuuuuuhhhhhhh! Softly please Nana-ji.... pinch softly p-l-e-a-s-e....
I was really having a trying time standing at the window watching all this and unknowingly I was gyrating my heavy gaand as I continuously rubbed my choot over my sari and pressed my firm boobs on the window grill tighter by the moment!
This went on for at least 5-7 minutes continuously and by that time Chacha-ji had pulled out Urvasi’s both breasts out of her tight white brassiere! She looked ravishingly sexy in that fashion with her college dress unbuttoned and her firm creamy boobs popping out of her bra and pinafore.
At last Chacha-ji stopped. Urvasi was literally panting and her naked boobs were moving up and down in an extremely alluring manner.
Chacha-ji: Not only massage... you must drink lot of milk to have fleshy breasts.
Urvasi: Okay Nana-ji... though I am not fond of milk... par Didi jaisi choochi pane ke liye I will drink milk regularly. And will do this exercise everyday in my room.
Chacha-ji gave her an odd glance.
Chacha-ji: What are you planning to do in your room?
Urvasi: Why nana-ji? This massage... you just demonstrated?
Chacha-ji (smiling): Are pagli! This will not work if you massage your breasts yourself! Your breasts will only grow quickly if a male hand touches your breasts! Understood?
Urvasi: I see... Okay then I will have to try this with my boyfriends.
Chacha-ji: Yes, you can do that... and you can come over here to me with an excuse to visit your Mausi and the baby.
Urvasi: Right Nana-ji... I will surely try to do that... because my friends won’t be able to massage me like you did just now.
Chacha-ji smiled wickedly and his smile as if said my teenage sexy niece was fully in his grip!
Chacha-ji: And if you want to get your boobs grow more quicker and match Natasha’s... you can use one trick...
Urvasi (her eyes again lit up and she was extremely keen): What trick Nana-ji? Please tell me... I will surely apply that.
Chacha-ji: A simple way you know... if you can get two males to massage Beti... us-se tumhari choochi aur bhi jaldi badi aur mansal aur sudrir ho jayegi.
Urvasi: What are saying Nana-ji? Two boyfriends simultaneously... no, no... then I will lose both!
Chacha-ji: Ha ha ha... that’s a good one!
Urvasi: The two boys don’t know that I am close to the other... so Nana-ji... that is not possible. And I meet them after coaching... in the park... how can I meet both simultaneously?
Chacha-ji: Then it’s a practical problem. But your advantage was - two males means two different hands, two different grips, and two different pressures on your breasts.... that will only help your lovely choochi to grow larger my dear!
Urvasi: Oh! Is it? Alas! If I could do that.....
Chacha-ji: But you can do that here!
Urvasi (almost screamed out): Here! How?
Chacha-ji: Arre you saw Haria naa... the servant... in the afternoon when you were here... he was sitting there....
Urvasi: Yes, yes... I noted him...
Chacha-ji: I can tell him to do this job...
Urvasi: But Nana-ji... I do not know him at all... I have not talked to him before also... previously there was “Dinu Chacha” as your servant... I knew him well...
Chacha-ji: Yes Dinu left for his village... he was old and was not able to look after my handicapped son... so I have taken Haria now... he is young, energetic....
Urvasi: Par Nana-ji... if he tells somebody... I mean if he tells Mausi! No, no... that would be very shameful and problematic!
Chacha-ji: Are Beti! He is my servant... if I tell him not to share he will not share... you just focus on your goal... to have bigger boobs and to look more sexy for the boys... right?
Urvasi (shyly smiling): Yes, wo to hai Nana-ji!
Chacha-ji: Then? Wait a second!
Chacha-ji went out through the door and I had to be careful also so that he did not notice me. Urvasi pushed her breasts inside her bra and covered herself with her inner. She did not care to button her top and stood there continuing to expose her fair belly and navel.
Within minutes Chacha-ji was back with Haria. He was wearing a vest and a Bermuda. And as always, the Bermuda he was wearing was awfully tight which portrayed a bulge in his pant-front; one could not miss his thick dick under cover!
I was simply speechless at the development in the house!
Chacha-ji: Urvasi... this is Haria... you can call him Hari Bhaiya...
Urvasi: Namaste Hari Bhaiya.
I noticed no shyness in this girl though she was standing in front of a young male with her college top completely unbuttoned and her sizable breasts could easily be peeked at, but she seemed quite audacious and casual about that exposure! The low class man smiled and nodded at her and naturally he was more than eager to ogle at Urvasi’s tempting teenage figure. Haria was keen to state at her bra-covered tits which appeared like twin peaks inside her open college shirt.
Chacha-ji: He can help you in your massage Beti. He is very loyal and you can be rest assured that he will not tell anybody as others might think it differently you know... they will not know naa that you are doing it just for your own breast development.
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji.... Please Hari Bhaiya... don’t tell anybody about this.
Haria: Tum bilkul befikar raho Bitiya!
Haria like any other common low-class man, whom we women encounter daily in life (the sabji-wala, the doodhwala, the fishmonger etc.) was measuring Urvasi’s freshy developing body with his hungry eyes.
Haria: Mai kiyu bhala tumhari Mausi ko ye sab batane jaunga?
Urvasi: Thanks Bhaiya.
Chacha-ji: Yes... you should not share anything about this to Bina.
I noticed Haria’s eyes were glittering as he anticipated this golden opportunity! It was indeed a “wow opportunity” for this low class filthy man getting this free opportunity to press, rub, and squeeze a 17-year-old girl’s boobies!
As Haria came and stood near Urvasi, she seemed to be slightly hesitant now. Afterall Haira was a low class complete alien to her and opening her dress and giving access to her private treasures meant a lot for any girl! But still as I watched her, I must underline that today’s modern girls were extremely confident and daring!
Urvasi’s lovely figure was partly visisbile through her unbuttoned college top and her firm bra-covered boobs looked so tempting for the two males standing beside her inside! I already noticed the low class man adjusting his lund inside his pants and that too quite openly in front of the teenage girl! Urvasi for the first time was looking at the floor probably in some shyness as the servant of the house blatantly ogled at her tits!
Without wasting any more time Chacha-ji himself this time casually lowered Urvasi’s pinafore inside her college top so that her tennis-ball like firm twin globes could be adequately exposed.
Chacha-ji: See Haria... this is nothing but a workout... you should not take it otherwise... I am doing this for the nourishment of her body...
Haria: Accha achha.... okay Malik.
Chacha-ji: In fact this workout is meant only for her doodh... I mean... her breasts... as you can see they are not that big... (as he said he causally first grabbed and then cupped Urvasi’s breasts, one at a time, as part of demonstration as if!) ... and my Beti wants her choochi to grow bigger...
Haria: Par Malik... jitna dikh raha hai... Urvasi Bitiya ki choochi to achhi hi hai... mera matlab.... (pointing towards my niece’s breasts) Bitiya ki kamseen umar ke hisaab se Malik... choochiyan to badi bhi hai aur khadi bhi hai!
Haria was already breathing heavily seeing my 17-year-old niece’s half exposed creamy boobs and I noted that his dick was growing inside his pants and now was very awkwardly prominent and eye-catching! Urvasi standing there looking at the floor could not have missed that too! And now that I know that Urvasi at class XI has boyfriends who touch her body and she was not that innocent that I used to think, she must be jolly well aware about the worth of an erect thick-sized cock.
Chacha-ji (turning to Urvasi): Dekh Beti... my servant also got confused! He he he... (now turning towards Haria) Abe behnchod! Were you sleeping this afternoon? Did you not notice her elder sister?
Haria looked a bit surprised probably at the usage of slang language by his master in front of a young collegegirl!
Haria: Ji, ji Malik... de... dekha tha! Kya khoobsurat maal thi!
Chacha-ji (imitating his servant) “Dekha tha!” Sirf dekha tha iski behen ko? Ya netra-chodan bhi kiya tha? Eh?
Haria was not expecting such a direct comment from Chacha-ji about Natasha especially in front of her younger sister and giggled foolishly. Chacha-ji was also smiling now looking at Urvasi and my niece also giggled probably not knowing what to say or how to react in front of these matured males! I was pretty sure that she knew the meaning of “netra-chodan” and I was quite amazed at this young modern girl’s shamelessness at her elder sister’s verbal abuse by my elderly landlord and the young servant!
Chacha-ji was probably using slang openly to heat up the environment! He probably knew today’s modern girls better than me as he anticipated well that Urvasi would enjoy this sort of language! Naturally I was taken aback quite a bit by the shameless behavior of my niece! She seemed to be relishing that language and giggled amusingly as Chacha-ji referred his servant “behnchod”, the low class servant called her elder sister “khubsurat maal” and the way Chacha-ji asked his servant whether he had f*cked Natasha through his eyes or not!
Chacha-ji: Beti... you are grownup now... I hope ke tum bura nehi mana ke I used words like “netra-chodan”... because you know these low-class people understand that language only!
Urvasi: Ji, ji Nana-ji... I can understand...
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Chacha-ji: Yes and you must have noticed... on the streets, markets, and even servants at home... they don’t look at your face... they will gape at your choochi, gaand aur thighs... always... err... being a grownup girl Beti you must be aware of that?
Urvasi (smiling naughtily): Yes Nana-ji... I know that very well.
Haria: Kay Malik... aap to kuch bhi bol de rahe ho!
Chacha-ji: Kiyu re chutiya! Kya galat bola mai? Tu dopeher ko waha baithe baithe Natasha Beti ki badan ko ghoor nehi raha tha kya? Uski badi badi mamme ko... gaandu... tu nehi ghoor raha tha?
Haria: Maal agar itni achhi ho to mai kya karoon?
Chacha-ji: Kitni achhi?
Haria (smiling wickedly): Top item thi Malik... Bilkul pake hua santare jaise choochiyan.... badi aur khadi bhi... tight badan...
Chacha-ji: Sahi dekha! Ab teri Urvasi Bitiya ko bhi waisi badi badi chahiye!
Haria (smiling): Kya choochi?
Chacha-ji: Aur nehi to kya?
Haria: Oh! Ye baat hai Malik... ab jaake samajha mai sala! Dono behen mei competition! Acchha! Acchha!
Chacha-ji (also smiling): It was about time that you understand... isn’t it Beti?
Urvasi (smiling too!): Yes Nana-ji.
Cahcha-ji: Chal! Aur waqt zaya mat kar! (turning to Urvasi) Your Mausi might come upstairs in search of you...
Urvasi (instantly looking worried): Oh Nana-ji... that would be disastrous if she finds me in this state!
Chacha-ji: Don’t worry Beti... I will be hear footsteps if anyone comes upstairs!
Urvasi: Thank God! Shall I button up my shirt Nana-ji?
Chacha-ji: No, no Beti... if we press you over your shirt... the effect will just be half! You want that?
Urvasi: No, no!
I thought that by saying “No, no” as if Urvasi was trying to invite the two males to insert their hands inside her shirt and press and maul her breasts!
Chacha-ji: Beti... see... just as it happens when you are with your boyfriends and they press your doodh.... err... I guess... they press you over your dress? Right?
Urvasi (looked slightly crimson, but still giggling): Err... Ji Nana-ji... over my top or salwar-kamiz... err... I mean whatever I am wearing...
Chacha-ji: And Beti... not to forget that they caress you not only over your dress but also over another cover... your bra.... isn’t it?
Uravasi nodded looking slightly red now.
Chacha-ji: So you are only getting half the benefit from boob squeezing by your boyfriends! You need to keep one thing in mind... that whenever you are in the mood for a breast massage from a male.... whoever it is... be it your boyfriend.... be it me or for that matter Haria... you just make sure that you allow him to press your doodh at least over your bra to get the desired growing effect. Otherwise its...
Urvasi: Ji Nana-ji... I understood... but...err... I mean... it’s not possible with my boyfriends...
Chacha-ji: Why?
Urvasi: They are very dangerous Nana-ji! If I allow them to unbutton my top, do you think they will leave me without disrobing my skirt? No, no... with them... its very risky!
Chacha-ji: Hmm... so you mean to say Beti... that you feel safer to remain within limits with your boyfriends... meaning an occasional kiss or a hug and some pressing and kneading over the dress... that’s all!
Urvasi: Absolutely Nana-ji! What more!
Chacha-ji: Hmm... good! But as I said that will provide you only half the benefit for the growth of your breasts. Anyway... (turning to the servant) Haria! Aa ja! Stand here... on the left... I will do it from the right side and you follow me from the left side...
Urvasi: Par Nana-ji... .err...I mean... I... I have never under... err... undergone this...
Chacha-ji (visibly surprised): Undergone kya?
Urvasi: Err... I mean... with two people doing...
Chacha-ji: Two people doing what?
Urvasi (looking down shyly): Nana-ji... aap bhi na! I mean... err... two people... two people simultaneously touching my...
Chacha-ji: Oh! Ye baat! Are Beti... zindagi mei bahut kuch first time hota hai re... you should accept that confidently!
Urvasi: I mean Nana-ji.... I never ever had such an experience... I mean... though I have more than one boyfriend... I never tried them simultaneously! (she smiles)
Chacha-ji: Just relax and enjoy Beti! Two men at your service... you should rather feel pompous! He he he!
She giggled and looked down naughtily and was probably feeling an itch in her pussy thinking that two men will touch her tits; she casually as if adjusting her skirt she rubbed scratched her choot subtly with her right hand.
Chacha-ji: Kya re Haria! Aur kitna netra-chodan karega iss komal ki phool ko?
Haria (clearly fumbling): Err... nehi nehi Malik... err... I was just listening to you both!
Chacha-ji: Chal, suru ho ja!
So saying the elderly man moved towards Urvasi’s right side and quickly opened up (moved to two sides) Urvasi’s college top to the full (which was already unbuttoned) so that anyone in the room could see her twin bra-covered sexy globes. He also pulled up the pinafore so that it did not create any hindrance in viewing or touching her tennis-ball-like inviting tits.
Haria’s eyes seemed like two spotlights - absolutely fixed on my young niece’s exposed breasts. Urvasi’s small cleavage looked very tempting and inviting peeping through her open top. Chacha-ji did not waste a single second and pushed his arm into Urvasi’s open top started fondling her right boob over her tight-fitting bra.
Chacha-ji: Sirf aankhen faad faad ke Bitiya ki choochi mat dekh... jiase mai kar raha hoon... follow kar behenchod!
