Update 22
Chacha-ji: Do you not realize that now within Ram’s radius he has more options?
Now I got what Chacha-ji meant.
Me: Oooohhhh! Okay! Okay! Ab samajh mei aya aap kya kehna chahte hain!
Chacha-ji: Bina Beti... you must look through the eyes of your growing son! With your sister deciding to stay here for this week opens up a door of prospect for Ram. Isn’t it?
I nodded like an expert.
Chacha-ji: With Urvasi and Natasha in and around him, so close, Ram is presented with an option apart from his mother to feast his eye on. Do you realize that?
Me: But... but Chacha-ji they are his sisters… afterall.
Chacha-ji: They were his sisters Beti... when he was not addicted to dirty incest story books... now his two sisters are just like two modern sexy girls… pleasure items … and nothing else!
Me: Par… I mean… I actually did not see it from that angle.
Chacha-ji: Dekhna to padega Beti… now that you know about Ram’s recent deviation.
Me (trying to make my mind believe in my landlord’s words though it was very difficult for me to believe that Ram looked at her “sisters” as pleasure items): Ji… wo baat bhi hai.
Chacha-ji: Did you not read the stories there?
Me: Which story?
Chacha-ji: Arre the books that I recovered from Ram’s college bag! Those stories are written from practical world only… in many a house you will find the brother forces or entices his sister to sleep with him without anyone’s knowledge… Did you not read the stories?
Me: Ji... padha to tha!
Chacha-ji: Then? How can you be so ignorant? There were at least half a dozen stories where the son had sex with his mother in normal household settings… right?
Me (I naturally was shy hearing the word “son had sex with his mother”): Ji.. (I exhaling a deep breath)
Chacha-ji: And at least a couple of stories depicted a young brother forcing his elder sister to bed. Remember?
Honestly I could not deny that - though the stories were all dirty and perverted thought-provoked, but I did read them all and indeed there were stories in which the brother had sexual intercourse with the homely grownup sister! .
Chacha-ji: Beti… we have to be careful and thoughtful at every level… and you being the mother… has more responsibilities….
He tried his best to make me feel responsible and undeniably this elderly man’s calm and cold words had effect on me!
Chacha-ji: Ram is passing through a very delicate age of his life… and since you have entrusted in me about his well being… I am always trying to ensure that he does not get carried away.
Me (licking my dry lips): Ji… ji Chacha-ji…. I have complete faith on you.
Chacha-ji: Thanks Beti… but here you need to remember another thing.
Me: Wo kya?
Chacha-ji: Its not only your two young nieces that Ram has in his radius... but also there is another item on whom Ram would naturally have his eye on…
Me (visibly surprised): Who? D-i-d-i?
Chacha-ji: Exactly! Don’t forget what I just said… that Ram has affinity towards…(Chacha-ji deliberately paused) … what?
Me (I had to reply because he was waiting of the answer): Err… I mean… breasts... I guess.
Chacha-ji: Not just breasts Beti... if you note the pictures of the pornographic books... you will find 80% pictures are of matured big-breasted women! (he now looked directly at my sari-covered bra-less boobs) …just like yours and also your elder sister Nandini’s!
I was naturally feeling bad as Chacha-ji was dragging my Didi into it. She was five years elder than me and was 35. Ram respects and loves her very much and to think her as an object of passion, desire, and infatuation for Ram was naturally a bit too much for me!
Me: Par Chacha-ji…err... I mean...Ram has great love and esteem for his Mausi… I mean... I never ever have noticed any deviation from that.
Chacha-ji: Yes Beti…I also do not deny to that fact… but that is history now! Now that Ram has developed this affinity of big firm breasts like yours... he will obviously like his Mausi who also has big succulent breasts just like her mother! He will not assess her age that she is 35-36... abhi uski Mausi usse zyada pasand hogi kiyu ki wo to ab tak dekh liya hoga apni Mausi ki badi badi choochi ko sari-blouse ke niche!
Though I could realize what Chacha-ji was referring to might be true, but it was definitely a shocker for me!
Chacha-ji: Beti, I know you are feeling bad listening to this, but my dear, you will not be able to stop Ram’s fantasies of this age! He surely will fantasize about Nandini.. about her big-sized choochi… and you also know very well that your Didi possesses enviable breasts... and they look erect even at this age... obviously not as firm, attractive and succulent as yours especially as currently you are breast-feeding...
I could not stop blushing as my elderly landlord kept underlining the fact that my boobs were big, firm, attractive and succulent and even when in comparison to my elder sister’s boobs, he rated mine higher. I giggled shamelessly in front of the elderly man and looked down proudly at my twin gobes.
Chacha-ji: Also… since you and Nandini inherit the same gene… both of you have a similar figure and body structure… though unlike you Nandini has gone a bit flabby on her ass and belly.
Me: Hmm… we have similarity in our structure... I can’t deny that!
Chacha-ji: Ram will not see much difference naaa! Because both you and Nandini have a sweet face with chubby cheeks and full fleshy lips… right?
Me: Ji… Didi’s lips are very beautiful and full from her young age.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... and that’s one point Ram will surely be fond of because he loves being kissed and to kiss back especially on cheeks… you must be knowing that by now Beti!
I murmured within me - “also on the lips!” I knew very well how much eager Ram always remain to kiss my thick chubby cheeks and full juicy lips whenever he gets close to me!
Chacha-ji: Aur tumhari Didi ki mamme aur gaand to badi aur sugol hai hi bilkuk tumhari tarah… (he smiled wickedly) so even at 35 with two grownup daughters, for Ram she looks arousing and provocative in her sari with a pair of prominent tits and a big round ass that’s frankly hard to be contained in her sari-cover….
Me (smiling at his last words): Ji... I have also noticed that Didi has gathered some extra fat on her ass!
Chacha-ji: Now see where the problem lies…
Me: Problem?
Chacha-ji: Yes, the problem is... Nandini at 35 years of age and a mother of two daughters might not kindle a 25-year old guy instantly… that guy might not see her as a fuckable material of first choice leaving aside the gorgeous collegegirls.
Me: You mean my nieces?
Chacha-ji: Exactly Beti! Am I saying anything weird? You think and reply…. if a guy of 25 be given a choice who he would go for? Nandini or Natasha? Who do you think the guy would take to bed?
Me (though there was nothing to think really, still I took some seconds to reply): Err… Na... Natasha I guess….
Chacha-ji: Precisely so! But here the situation is different! Problem is Ram. He is a growing teenager who has sky-high keenness about female anatomy and who has just started to gather first-hand knowledge from adult pornographic books. Right?
Me: Ji…
Chacha-ji: Unlike a 25-year old guy who would not rate Nandini as a fuckable item of first choice leaving behind your young niece? Right ya wrong?
Me: Hmm... right!
Though I replied to Chacha-ji but I was really feeling offended the way he was referring to my elder sister as a “fuckable item”! What did he mean?
Chacha-ji: So Beti, naturally Natasha would be a more palatable and tight maal for that 25-year-old guy... but we are dealing with Ram. He would rather go for Nandini only due to her voluptuous figure - Nandini’s thick wet lips, Nandini’s coconut breasts, Nandini’s pumpkin ass, Nandini’s thunder thighs – all these would entice Ram to go for her only! Am I sounding logical?
Though I felt very tight inside listening to such lewd and direct talks but somewhere down my mind I had to agree to what he was saying.
Me: Err... I mean... ho sakta hai!
I had already dropped my eyes and was avoiding eye contact with him the way he called my Didi time and again a “fuckable item”, my young niece a “tight maal” and the way he described my Didi’s figure – it was so indecent and direct for any woman to digest! My ears were red and I was breathing heavily out of some hidden anger probably! Being a woman it was very, very embarrassing to listen to such dirty portrayal of my blood relations!
Cahcha-ji: That’s what is happening here Beti... so rather than your two nieces you have to keep eye on Nandini whether Ram is eyeing or not.
I just nodded in agreement.
Chacha-ji: Good! So it will only be logical to start scrutinizing Ram’s behavior... Right Beti?
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: Did you find any slightest change in Ram? In the evening? Was he not eyeing his young bubbling sisters? Or was he subtly eyeing his Mausi?
Though he was asking me now, the fact remained that I myself was already inspecting Ram when he was with his sisters! In fact this was the first time Ram was meeting his sisters after the pornographic book episode was caught by his tuition teacher. And since both Natasha and Urvasi - both were modern teen girls with attractive curves, it was probably but natural for Ram to become attentive towards them. Honestly I was feeling an urge deep down inside me to check if my son was eyeing his sisters equally as he “eyes” me when I do the household chores!
Didi had given Natasha to change to a cotton kurti and legging and Urvasi to wear a frock. They were naturally happy to get out of their college dress which they were wearing from the morning and in fact they desperately wanted to change their bra and panty which they were wearing from the very morning after taking their bath. I noted that Ram was definitely ogling them, but not as directly as he gaped at my boobs when I bend down while at work or breast-feed my baby.
Natasha was tall and she looked quite appealing in the yellow legging she was wearing which advertised her long shapely legs quite adequately and since the modern day kurtis are always rather short, each time she was moving about, her round fleshy ass was getting exposed from under her kurti making her look very inviting and tempting for any male to look at! Moreover, the thinness of the modern leggings Natasha was wearing amply advertised her panty-line which she kept exposing as she moved about in the range of motion. I noted that Ram had already spotted that and was subtly eyeing her ass and well-formed thighs.
Urvasi on the other hand was wearing a frock which I guess my Didi allowed her to wear due to the summer heat because she was 17 and definitely had crossed the age to wear such smallish frocks. The frock was not only tight on her developing figure advertising her tennis-ball-like boobs, but also the bra she was wearing inside could be easily detectable due to the thinness of the frock fabric. Moreover, the worst thing was the length of the frock was rather diminutive which in turn continued to expose her very fair legs and plump firm thighs.
I was naturally feeling a bit uncomfortable with my nieces wearing such homely expressive dresses in front of my son, but their mother seemed absolutely at ease! Didi seemed to be quite reluctant about how her daughters dressed and presented in front of males and definitely perceived Ram as the same innocent and good boy as he was in his childhood. She was unsurprisingly oblivious of the fact that Ram was grown up to the extent that he had access to pornographic materials illustrating naked women and incest stories involving mother-son and brother-sister sex life!
Chacha-ji: Beti... Kaha kho gayi? I asked you a question!
Me: Oh! Ha... ha... sorry Chacha-ji! I had some other thought in my mind...
Chacha-ji (repeating his question): So, did you notice an additional energy in Ram while he was with his sisters?
Me: Yes... wo to tha Chacha-ji and ... err...I mean... he was not only energetic... I noted he was also ogling at her sisters.
Chacha-ji: But that’s quite natural I guess if you have such beautiful grownup sisters... Don’t feel bad about that Beti! These are just temporary...
Me: I hope so.
Deep inside I was definitely feeling a bit down noting my son’s behavior. Probably my unconscious mind just wanted him to focus on me only! Was natural female jealousy working on me too just it was working on Urvasi about her elder sister?!!?
Chacha-ji: So here comes the time for the acid test Beti.
Me: Acid test?
Chacha-ji: Yesss...acid test! So now you have to also agree that Ram has options other than you at hand - Urvasi, Natasha and his Mausi too!
Me: Ji... par...
Chacha-ji: No par-war... nothing! All the three females are within his reach... moreover, you are also there. Now you will know if your parvarish is perfect or not.
Me (frowning): Meaning?
Chacha-ji: If Ram is a flirt... his mind will also be dirty like those pron books... he will go for every female... his sisters and his Mausi - all!
Me: No, no! Ram is not like that! Chacha-ji... you also know him.
Chacha-ji: I know Ram.... and I definitely have faith on him.... but I also believe Beti... that seeing is believing.... we cannot just assume and sit back and relax! Can we?
Me: No, no... especially .... especially after knowing about his dirty addiction.... I never believed that he could be inclined to such filthy things... but after you caught him... I had to accede.
Chacha-ji: True! So I will have to create an opportunity for Ram to get close to each female... and then we can know from his behavior...
Me: Par kaise?
Chacha-ji: That you leave upon me. If he does not get deviated by your nieces and elder sister... you will pass through the litmus test Beti... your son will remain under your control!
Me: I know my Ram... am sure he will not get trapped by these modern girls’ dresses and bodily splendor... huh!
Chacha-ji: Ha ha ha...
Me (I had to ask): Err... I mean Chacha-ji.... I am curious to know...err... how will you create that opportunity for Ram? I mean... a situation where he is provided with an opening to get close to females in the house!
Chacha-ji: Let me think a bit... till such time you just follow my instructions!
Me: Am I not doing that Chacha-ji?
Chacha-ji: Yes... yes... you have been a d-a-r-l-i-n-g mother so far... (so saying he just casually held by chubby cheek with his right hand and gently jerked it just as one does to a little girl) ... now go and arrange for dinner for your guests. I will hatch the plan tomorrow... okay? .
Me: Ji Chacha-ji... good night.
Chacha-ji went upstairs and I went back to the kitchen where Didi had already finished the cooking part and had made everything ready to serve the dinner. We had a lot of chatting and especially with four females present at a place we were making a lot of noise. Natasha and Urvasi was all engrossed with my baby on their laps and Ram was telling them stories of Harpal, how mischievous he was. Didi and I were engaged in chats of our daily life and struggle, happiness and worries, but all along I was keeping an eye on Ram to note how he was stealing a glance at her sisters. And since there were no outsiders at that time, both my nieces were more casual about decency as they lay on the bed chatting with Ram exposing their developed figures. Natasha’s kurti had raised up her waist and her whole legging was visible from her waist down to her knees and as she was lying on bed upside down while chatting her tight round ass was facing the roof and Ram was naturally eyeing her sexy posture. Urvasi on the other hand though was stitting on the bed her frock was so short that her creamy milky thighs and legs were all open and abundantly advertised to Ram whom I caught red-handed a number of times gaping at her very fair hairless thighs while chatting with her sisters.
After dinner we went to bed and since all the children were tired the whole day, they quickly went into sleep. I fed my baby with my milk, who also was much tired with the extra cuddles and love received from my nieces today, and he fell asleep rather quickly. I went to bed with Nandini and switched off the lights. Outside sounds were getting diminished and the silence of the night was slowly spreading its cover. Even after some casual chats for half-an-hour, we two sisters were still awake as it was after such a long time that we got an opportunity to “sleep” together!
Nandini: So Vinay comes late regularly like this... and drunk too?
Me: Ha Didi... and I have simply stopped giving my head into that... its no use naa...
Nandini: True! Ye mard-log hotei aise hain! They are like that only!
Me: Exactly Didi... still Rajnath Bhaiya is...
Nandini: Don’t speak about him... you do not know the change that has crept into him inlast six months!
Me: Really!
Nandini: Arre... at least Vinay is away for the day and you know he is looking for a proper job and even though he comes drunk... the fact remains he is drinking out of frustration... but your Rajnath Bhaiya’s case is different naa!
Me: Does he not go to the shop? Dukaan?
Nandini: Arre Bina… ye dukaan hi to sab cheez ka jadd hai!
I looked questionably at my elder sister. Rajnath Bhaiya runs an imitation ornaments shop in the market and as far as I knew it was running okay.
Nandini: Ab dekh… abhi to meri wo jawani nehi rahi... I am 35+ now... upar se dono betiyon ka dekhbhal mehi din guzar jata hai… and your Rajnath Bhaiya is looking for spice in life with younger girls at the shop! He does not care for me at all now-a-days!
Me: What?
Nandini: Ji haa Bina Devi! Yehi sach hai… I got authentic news that he has an affair with a shop salesgirl and his treatment towards me confirmed that.
Me: Matlab… chudi (=bangles) aur kangan se nazar seedhi chhori pe?
Nandini: Tujhe mazak sujh rhi hai?
Me: Sorry Didi… I did not mean that. Are you sure about Rajnath Bhaiya’s affair?
Nandini: Arre... kya batayun tujhe Bina! I got condoms in his moneybag! If he does not come near me in last six months... what does he need a condom for? Eh?
Me: O My God! Tab to baat serious hai!
Nandini: Of course Bina.. baat to serious hai hi! You have two grownup daughters… what will they think of their father if they come to know... Aisi gandi harkat! Chhi! Chhi!
She paused for a while, adjusted her nighty which was amply revealing her creamy cleavage above her deep U-cut neck.
Nandini: Sab mard ek jaise hai re Bina! All men are like this only! Ghar mei biwi kaamwali aur aiyashi sangg baharwali! Huh!
Me: Right… Didi…. My condition is same as you… deprived and frustrated in married life! And Vinay is no different… the only difference is he is addicted to alcohol and not a woman!
Nandini: My dear sister … don’t be so confident… you should also know that with drinking habit comes the habit of enjoying a woman and who knows if Vinay visits a prostitute or not?
Me: What?
My head spun for a moment. I have never thought in that line! The fact that Vinay had absolutely no interest in my physical beauty and only the other day I noticed he was not having an erection seeing or touching me might be the result of having sex outside! Who knows!
Me: Uff! Didi… stop! I cannot think beyond this! I am nurturing his two sons… working hard, doing my best and… and he is doing ayashi outside like this!!!
I breathed heavily, more so due to anger and frustration, and as a result my heavy breasts moved up and down in a more vigorous way pushing against the thin fabric of my nighty. I was ignorant that my nipple outlines were getting amply visible through my nightdress and my elder sister indeed noted that!
Nandini: Bina... your headlights look so appealing! He he he...
I quickly looked down and adjusted my dress and giggled.
Me: Ye ek problem hai Didi… kiyu ki mai Harpal ko bar bar breastfeed karta hoon… to mere nipples hameisha khadi rehti hai aur dikh jati hai nighty ke andar se…
Nandini: Good for your ‘pujya Chacah-ji'! He he he…
Me: Dhyat! Tum bhi naa…
Nandini: But my pyari behna... Sach to kadwa hota hai... you have to digest that Vinay surely is regularly fucking some woman outside, hence he is uninterested in you.
I could not strongly counter the point either as I myself slowly started believing that!
Nandini: But you are not helpless! You can show your husband that you are not a pushover! If he can enjoy, you can also enjoy! Just look at me! Do I not look happy and glowing?
Me: Yes Didi... very much!
Nandini: Why? Because I have chosen to deviate and decided to enjoy my life!
Me: Main samjhi nahi Didi….
Nandini: Simple Bina! If our husbands can enjoy outside and take no interest in us… We also have equal rights to enjoy our life and fulfill our physical loneliness. . And I have just done that.
I looked questionably at my elder sister. My face probably clearly asked her the question “how”?
Nandini: See Bina... you have to look for help nearby! You will surely find one! See my case... my landlord was giving me signal for a long time and I grabbed that.
Me: Signal bole to?
Nandini: Arre duffer! He was showing interest to talk to me, was discussing her daughter’s studies with me, was trying to help me out in daily chores of life as much as possible without his wife’s notice, he was meeting me at the grocery shop as if we suddenly met... like that! And that’s enough for a man to say silently that I am interested in you!
Me: Oh... okay... that much I also can read!
Nandini (smiling): Good behna! Good! So what should be the next step… tell me!
Me: Err... I mean... if you are interested... I mean you like that person... you should also show gestures that…
Nandini: Wow Bina! Tu kinta samajdar hai! To kaal se tu tere ‘pujya Chacha-ji’ ko signal dena chalu kar... He he he...
Me: Dhyat! Tum bhi na Didi... kuch bhi bol deti ho!
Nandini: He he he... anyway, seeing my landlord’s interest in me, I also stared flashing my assets to him generously at every opportunity. And jo hona tha... wohi hua... Wo to lattu ho gaya meri badi badi choochi aur gaand dekh ke!
Me: Didi... tum naa! You are getting naughtier by the day!
Nandini (smiling): As you know I go to a coaching center to drop Urvasi and Natasha and my landlord also goes to drop his daughter to another tuition center. One day seeing the opportunity when the timings matched, he visited my coaching center and pretended as if he came there by chance!
Me: Oh! Wow! Phir!
Nandini: Phir tuu mere paas aa… batati hoon!
I giggled as I knew Didi was excited sharing her escapade and honestly I was also absolutely keen to know that. Since we were both in half-lying posture on bed, it was easy to come closer. I lifted and shifted my heavy ass some inches and was within my elder sister’s embracing zone. She immediately hugged me tightly and started kissing my cheeks.
This was not new to me; from my teenage days, I had noticed that Didi preferred to cuddle me in an adult way by kissing, fondling and caressing my body. Though she never tried to strip me completely and suck my boobs or lick my pussy area, but she always loved to hug and caress my developed figure. I also enjoyed that as long as it was always within limits.
As she embraced me tightly in her arms, our heavy bosoms collided sexily and since both of us had big sized tits and were both bra-less at that time, our boob flesh jiggled and mashed upon one another in an extremely sexy manner. Didi’s moist full lips brushed and pressed all over my face and then as she was planning to go down, I requested her to continue. She just descended from my body a bit and continued.
Nandini: Yes Bina… then… actually expectedly he offered me coffee at a nearby restaurant. And that’s how things started rolling.
Me: Hmm… sounds pretty interesting… but Didi… I mean... how did you get to the pinnacle… err… I mean… how did you land up on bed with that person?
Nandini: Arre pagli… already in the house I was teasing him by wearing flimsy nighty which are meant to be worn at night… and was bending every now and then in front of him showing my choochi and gaand to him. My landlord was already fidaa on me which I could read from his face.
Me (smiling): Wo to usse hona hi tha… iss kaamuk jism to kareeb se dekhkar!
Nandini (playfully pinching my boobs): Haa re!
Me: Phir kya hua Didi?
Nandini: Once he came down to the coaching center where my daughters study… the hint was crystal clear for me. He started paying weekly visits to my coaching center and we started having coffee together.
Me: Then I think you could anticipate that it was just a matter of time that he would offer you to….
Nandini: Exatly Bina… I easily realized that it was just a matter of time that he would offer me to go for a movie together.
Me: Oh! Sounds so rousing… just like teenage days!
Nandini: Yes all this actually makes you feel young!
Me: True! So, you went together to the movie? Was there not a risk involved?
Nandini: Of course, there was risk. So we went separately. He had given me the ticket at home. We met inside the cinema house, not before that.
Me: Oh! Good…. What movie was it? What were you wearing? Uff! It’s so motivating! Did he touch you in the theater? Oh! I have so many things to ask!
I was so keen that my right hand involuntarily went down my waist and I gently started scratching and massaging my pussy over my nighty! And it felt so, so comforting and exciting!
Nandini: I was not wearing anything special. I just wore a regular salwar-kamiz, more so as I was apprehensive about my decency in a sari.
Me: But you look decent in a sari Didi! Rather you look appealing even!
Nandini: Arre duffer! I am talking about the physical closeness with a male in the darkness of the cinema house. I definitely did not want to get clumsy and exposed indecently in a public place… if wearing a sari I get close with a man, he can easily unbutton my blouse hooks and just push my bra up and expose my breasts in the darkness of the cinema hall… which I frankly I did not desired.. afterall it was a public place.
Me: Right Didi… you have a logic. Moreover, in a sari your lower part is also not adequately protected as if it is pulled up… a man can easily touch your naked thighs and up…
Nandini: Exactly so! And for these reasons I decided to wear a salwar-kamiz and not a sari.
Me: You did not tell; what movie was it?
Nandini: It was a Hindi movie… I do not exactly remember the name… it was a horror movie…
Me (laughing out): Aur kuch nehi mila!?!?!? Horror movie for the fresh romantic pair!
Nandini: Are buddhu… we had to go to a place which is less crowded in the fear of getting caught. And “Lotus” was the only cinema hall for that which does not run regular Bollywood films. .
Me: Oh! Right! Right! Uss mei to sirf English movie aur Hindi horror films chalta hai… I noted that.
Nandini: Right you are my dear sister!
Me: Uske baad kya hua Didi? Once you went inside the theater? When did your landlord first touch you? How did you react to that Didi?
Nandini: Uff Bina! I am not a teenager girl that I will react and shiver to the touches of a male!
Me: No, no… still… I mean… he is an unknown male… I mean he was not Rajnath Bhaiya afterall!
Nandini: Yes… that you can say… naturally I was a bit hesitant initially… though I knew jolly well that I had agreed to come to the movie purely for getting close to him! And ‘close’ means physically close in the darkness of the cinema hall!
I smiled and continued to rub my pussy as I listened to my elder sister’s escapade! Didi noticed that and she was so naughty that she simply pulled up my nighty to my waist exposing my full and fair rotund legs and my pussy!
Nandini: He he he…. Jo kar rahi hai… thik se to kar!
She indicated me to scratch my pussy directly and not over my nighty. I was naturally not wearing a panty at that hour of the night and momentarily Didi exposed my full hairy choot. I quickly dropped my nighty a bit to look decent though I kept my fair hairless thighs totally exposed so that I could scratch my pussy more comfortably. We both giggled and Didi came closer to me again and kissed my cheeks and cupped my milk tanks over my sheer nightdress. I was also somewhat excited and return kissed her cheeks and pressed her round ass over her nighty pressing her rotund ass flesh. Since Natasha and Urvasi were asleep and so was Ram, it was a safe thing to do such naughty pranks. We continued to grope each other at strategic places till I was impatient to know more about her escapade!
Me: Didi… bolo na… phir kya hua?
Nandini: The best part you know was since it was a horror flick, there was lot of scary sounds and faces and that actually made things easier for Praveen – that’s my landlord’s name – to touch me!
Me (smiling): Good point… horror for romancing!
Nandini: Bas! Aur kya? That was the beginning...
Me: Nehi nehi… aise nehi… detail bolo na Didi… kya kya hua? Thik se… please!
Nandini: Uff! Its getting late Bina… go to sleep now!
Me: Diiiidiiiii….bolo na thoda detail mei…
Now I got what Chacha-ji meant.
Me: Oooohhhh! Okay! Okay! Ab samajh mei aya aap kya kehna chahte hain!
Chacha-ji: Bina Beti... you must look through the eyes of your growing son! With your sister deciding to stay here for this week opens up a door of prospect for Ram. Isn’t it?
I nodded like an expert.
Chacha-ji: With Urvasi and Natasha in and around him, so close, Ram is presented with an option apart from his mother to feast his eye on. Do you realize that?
Me: But... but Chacha-ji they are his sisters… afterall.
Chacha-ji: They were his sisters Beti... when he was not addicted to dirty incest story books... now his two sisters are just like two modern sexy girls… pleasure items … and nothing else!
Me: Par… I mean… I actually did not see it from that angle.
Chacha-ji: Dekhna to padega Beti… now that you know about Ram’s recent deviation.
Me (trying to make my mind believe in my landlord’s words though it was very difficult for me to believe that Ram looked at her “sisters” as pleasure items): Ji… wo baat bhi hai.
Chacha-ji: Did you not read the stories there?
Me: Which story?
Chacha-ji: Arre the books that I recovered from Ram’s college bag! Those stories are written from practical world only… in many a house you will find the brother forces or entices his sister to sleep with him without anyone’s knowledge… Did you not read the stories?
Me: Ji... padha to tha!
Chacha-ji: Then? How can you be so ignorant? There were at least half a dozen stories where the son had sex with his mother in normal household settings… right?
Me (I naturally was shy hearing the word “son had sex with his mother”): Ji.. (I exhaling a deep breath)
Chacha-ji: And at least a couple of stories depicted a young brother forcing his elder sister to bed. Remember?
Honestly I could not deny that - though the stories were all dirty and perverted thought-provoked, but I did read them all and indeed there were stories in which the brother had sexual intercourse with the homely grownup sister! .
Chacha-ji: Beti… we have to be careful and thoughtful at every level… and you being the mother… has more responsibilities….
He tried his best to make me feel responsible and undeniably this elderly man’s calm and cold words had effect on me!
Chacha-ji: Ram is passing through a very delicate age of his life… and since you have entrusted in me about his well being… I am always trying to ensure that he does not get carried away.
Me (licking my dry lips): Ji… ji Chacha-ji…. I have complete faith on you.
Chacha-ji: Thanks Beti… but here you need to remember another thing.
Me: Wo kya?
Chacha-ji: Its not only your two young nieces that Ram has in his radius... but also there is another item on whom Ram would naturally have his eye on…
Me (visibly surprised): Who? D-i-d-i?
Chacha-ji: Exactly! Don’t forget what I just said… that Ram has affinity towards…(Chacha-ji deliberately paused) … what?
Me (I had to reply because he was waiting of the answer): Err… I mean… breasts... I guess.
Chacha-ji: Not just breasts Beti... if you note the pictures of the pornographic books... you will find 80% pictures are of matured big-breasted women! (he now looked directly at my sari-covered bra-less boobs) …just like yours and also your elder sister Nandini’s!
I was naturally feeling bad as Chacha-ji was dragging my Didi into it. She was five years elder than me and was 35. Ram respects and loves her very much and to think her as an object of passion, desire, and infatuation for Ram was naturally a bit too much for me!
Me: Par Chacha-ji…err... I mean...Ram has great love and esteem for his Mausi… I mean... I never ever have noticed any deviation from that.
Chacha-ji: Yes Beti…I also do not deny to that fact… but that is history now! Now that Ram has developed this affinity of big firm breasts like yours... he will obviously like his Mausi who also has big succulent breasts just like her mother! He will not assess her age that she is 35-36... abhi uski Mausi usse zyada pasand hogi kiyu ki wo to ab tak dekh liya hoga apni Mausi ki badi badi choochi ko sari-blouse ke niche!
Though I could realize what Chacha-ji was referring to might be true, but it was definitely a shocker for me!
Chacha-ji: Beti, I know you are feeling bad listening to this, but my dear, you will not be able to stop Ram’s fantasies of this age! He surely will fantasize about Nandini.. about her big-sized choochi… and you also know very well that your Didi possesses enviable breasts... and they look erect even at this age... obviously not as firm, attractive and succulent as yours especially as currently you are breast-feeding...
I could not stop blushing as my elderly landlord kept underlining the fact that my boobs were big, firm, attractive and succulent and even when in comparison to my elder sister’s boobs, he rated mine higher. I giggled shamelessly in front of the elderly man and looked down proudly at my twin gobes.
Chacha-ji: Also… since you and Nandini inherit the same gene… both of you have a similar figure and body structure… though unlike you Nandini has gone a bit flabby on her ass and belly.
Me: Hmm… we have similarity in our structure... I can’t deny that!
Chacha-ji: Ram will not see much difference naaa! Because both you and Nandini have a sweet face with chubby cheeks and full fleshy lips… right?
Me: Ji… Didi’s lips are very beautiful and full from her young age.
Chacha-ji: Hmm... and that’s one point Ram will surely be fond of because he loves being kissed and to kiss back especially on cheeks… you must be knowing that by now Beti!
I murmured within me - “also on the lips!” I knew very well how much eager Ram always remain to kiss my thick chubby cheeks and full juicy lips whenever he gets close to me!
Chacha-ji: Aur tumhari Didi ki mamme aur gaand to badi aur sugol hai hi bilkuk tumhari tarah… (he smiled wickedly) so even at 35 with two grownup daughters, for Ram she looks arousing and provocative in her sari with a pair of prominent tits and a big round ass that’s frankly hard to be contained in her sari-cover….
Me (smiling at his last words): Ji... I have also noticed that Didi has gathered some extra fat on her ass!
Chacha-ji: Now see where the problem lies…
Me: Problem?
Chacha-ji: Yes, the problem is... Nandini at 35 years of age and a mother of two daughters might not kindle a 25-year old guy instantly… that guy might not see her as a fuckable material of first choice leaving aside the gorgeous collegegirls.
Me: You mean my nieces?
Chacha-ji: Exactly Beti! Am I saying anything weird? You think and reply…. if a guy of 25 be given a choice who he would go for? Nandini or Natasha? Who do you think the guy would take to bed?
Me (though there was nothing to think really, still I took some seconds to reply): Err… Na... Natasha I guess….
Chacha-ji: Precisely so! But here the situation is different! Problem is Ram. He is a growing teenager who has sky-high keenness about female anatomy and who has just started to gather first-hand knowledge from adult pornographic books. Right?
Me: Ji…
Chacha-ji: Unlike a 25-year old guy who would not rate Nandini as a fuckable item of first choice leaving behind your young niece? Right ya wrong?
Me: Hmm... right!
Though I replied to Chacha-ji but I was really feeling offended the way he was referring to my elder sister as a “fuckable item”! What did he mean?
Chacha-ji: So Beti, naturally Natasha would be a more palatable and tight maal for that 25-year-old guy... but we are dealing with Ram. He would rather go for Nandini only due to her voluptuous figure - Nandini’s thick wet lips, Nandini’s coconut breasts, Nandini’s pumpkin ass, Nandini’s thunder thighs – all these would entice Ram to go for her only! Am I sounding logical?
Though I felt very tight inside listening to such lewd and direct talks but somewhere down my mind I had to agree to what he was saying.
Me: Err... I mean... ho sakta hai!
I had already dropped my eyes and was avoiding eye contact with him the way he called my Didi time and again a “fuckable item”, my young niece a “tight maal” and the way he described my Didi’s figure – it was so indecent and direct for any woman to digest! My ears were red and I was breathing heavily out of some hidden anger probably! Being a woman it was very, very embarrassing to listen to such dirty portrayal of my blood relations!
Cahcha-ji: That’s what is happening here Beti... so rather than your two nieces you have to keep eye on Nandini whether Ram is eyeing or not.
I just nodded in agreement.
Chacha-ji: Good! So it will only be logical to start scrutinizing Ram’s behavior... Right Beti?
Me: Ji.
Chacha-ji: Did you find any slightest change in Ram? In the evening? Was he not eyeing his young bubbling sisters? Or was he subtly eyeing his Mausi?
Though he was asking me now, the fact remained that I myself was already inspecting Ram when he was with his sisters! In fact this was the first time Ram was meeting his sisters after the pornographic book episode was caught by his tuition teacher. And since both Natasha and Urvasi - both were modern teen girls with attractive curves, it was probably but natural for Ram to become attentive towards them. Honestly I was feeling an urge deep down inside me to check if my son was eyeing his sisters equally as he “eyes” me when I do the household chores!
Didi had given Natasha to change to a cotton kurti and legging and Urvasi to wear a frock. They were naturally happy to get out of their college dress which they were wearing from the morning and in fact they desperately wanted to change their bra and panty which they were wearing from the very morning after taking their bath. I noted that Ram was definitely ogling them, but not as directly as he gaped at my boobs when I bend down while at work or breast-feed my baby.
Natasha was tall and she looked quite appealing in the yellow legging she was wearing which advertised her long shapely legs quite adequately and since the modern day kurtis are always rather short, each time she was moving about, her round fleshy ass was getting exposed from under her kurti making her look very inviting and tempting for any male to look at! Moreover, the thinness of the modern leggings Natasha was wearing amply advertised her panty-line which she kept exposing as she moved about in the range of motion. I noted that Ram had already spotted that and was subtly eyeing her ass and well-formed thighs.
Urvasi on the other hand was wearing a frock which I guess my Didi allowed her to wear due to the summer heat because she was 17 and definitely had crossed the age to wear such smallish frocks. The frock was not only tight on her developing figure advertising her tennis-ball-like boobs, but also the bra she was wearing inside could be easily detectable due to the thinness of the frock fabric. Moreover, the worst thing was the length of the frock was rather diminutive which in turn continued to expose her very fair legs and plump firm thighs.
I was naturally feeling a bit uncomfortable with my nieces wearing such homely expressive dresses in front of my son, but their mother seemed absolutely at ease! Didi seemed to be quite reluctant about how her daughters dressed and presented in front of males and definitely perceived Ram as the same innocent and good boy as he was in his childhood. She was unsurprisingly oblivious of the fact that Ram was grown up to the extent that he had access to pornographic materials illustrating naked women and incest stories involving mother-son and brother-sister sex life!
Chacha-ji: Beti... Kaha kho gayi? I asked you a question!
Me: Oh! Ha... ha... sorry Chacha-ji! I had some other thought in my mind...
Chacha-ji (repeating his question): So, did you notice an additional energy in Ram while he was with his sisters?
Me: Yes... wo to tha Chacha-ji and ... err...I mean... he was not only energetic... I noted he was also ogling at her sisters.
Chacha-ji: But that’s quite natural I guess if you have such beautiful grownup sisters... Don’t feel bad about that Beti! These are just temporary...
Me: I hope so.
Deep inside I was definitely feeling a bit down noting my son’s behavior. Probably my unconscious mind just wanted him to focus on me only! Was natural female jealousy working on me too just it was working on Urvasi about her elder sister?!!?
Chacha-ji: So here comes the time for the acid test Beti.
Me: Acid test?
Chacha-ji: Yesss...acid test! So now you have to also agree that Ram has options other than you at hand - Urvasi, Natasha and his Mausi too!
Me: Ji... par...
Chacha-ji: No par-war... nothing! All the three females are within his reach... moreover, you are also there. Now you will know if your parvarish is perfect or not.
Me (frowning): Meaning?
Chacha-ji: If Ram is a flirt... his mind will also be dirty like those pron books... he will go for every female... his sisters and his Mausi - all!
Me: No, no! Ram is not like that! Chacha-ji... you also know him.
Chacha-ji: I know Ram.... and I definitely have faith on him.... but I also believe Beti... that seeing is believing.... we cannot just assume and sit back and relax! Can we?
Me: No, no... especially .... especially after knowing about his dirty addiction.... I never believed that he could be inclined to such filthy things... but after you caught him... I had to accede.
Chacha-ji: True! So I will have to create an opportunity for Ram to get close to each female... and then we can know from his behavior...
Me: Par kaise?
Chacha-ji: That you leave upon me. If he does not get deviated by your nieces and elder sister... you will pass through the litmus test Beti... your son will remain under your control!
Me: I know my Ram... am sure he will not get trapped by these modern girls’ dresses and bodily splendor... huh!
Chacha-ji: Ha ha ha...
Me (I had to ask): Err... I mean Chacha-ji.... I am curious to know...err... how will you create that opportunity for Ram? I mean... a situation where he is provided with an opening to get close to females in the house!
Chacha-ji: Let me think a bit... till such time you just follow my instructions!
Me: Am I not doing that Chacha-ji?
Chacha-ji: Yes... yes... you have been a d-a-r-l-i-n-g mother so far... (so saying he just casually held by chubby cheek with his right hand and gently jerked it just as one does to a little girl) ... now go and arrange for dinner for your guests. I will hatch the plan tomorrow... okay? .
Me: Ji Chacha-ji... good night.
Chacha-ji went upstairs and I went back to the kitchen where Didi had already finished the cooking part and had made everything ready to serve the dinner. We had a lot of chatting and especially with four females present at a place we were making a lot of noise. Natasha and Urvasi was all engrossed with my baby on their laps and Ram was telling them stories of Harpal, how mischievous he was. Didi and I were engaged in chats of our daily life and struggle, happiness and worries, but all along I was keeping an eye on Ram to note how he was stealing a glance at her sisters. And since there were no outsiders at that time, both my nieces were more casual about decency as they lay on the bed chatting with Ram exposing their developed figures. Natasha’s kurti had raised up her waist and her whole legging was visible from her waist down to her knees and as she was lying on bed upside down while chatting her tight round ass was facing the roof and Ram was naturally eyeing her sexy posture. Urvasi on the other hand though was stitting on the bed her frock was so short that her creamy milky thighs and legs were all open and abundantly advertised to Ram whom I caught red-handed a number of times gaping at her very fair hairless thighs while chatting with her sisters.
After dinner we went to bed and since all the children were tired the whole day, they quickly went into sleep. I fed my baby with my milk, who also was much tired with the extra cuddles and love received from my nieces today, and he fell asleep rather quickly. I went to bed with Nandini and switched off the lights. Outside sounds were getting diminished and the silence of the night was slowly spreading its cover. Even after some casual chats for half-an-hour, we two sisters were still awake as it was after such a long time that we got an opportunity to “sleep” together!
Nandini: So Vinay comes late regularly like this... and drunk too?
Me: Ha Didi... and I have simply stopped giving my head into that... its no use naa...
Nandini: True! Ye mard-log hotei aise hain! They are like that only!
Me: Exactly Didi... still Rajnath Bhaiya is...
Nandini: Don’t speak about him... you do not know the change that has crept into him inlast six months!
Me: Really!
Nandini: Arre... at least Vinay is away for the day and you know he is looking for a proper job and even though he comes drunk... the fact remains he is drinking out of frustration... but your Rajnath Bhaiya’s case is different naa!
Me: Does he not go to the shop? Dukaan?
Nandini: Arre Bina… ye dukaan hi to sab cheez ka jadd hai!
I looked questionably at my elder sister. Rajnath Bhaiya runs an imitation ornaments shop in the market and as far as I knew it was running okay.
Nandini: Ab dekh… abhi to meri wo jawani nehi rahi... I am 35+ now... upar se dono betiyon ka dekhbhal mehi din guzar jata hai… and your Rajnath Bhaiya is looking for spice in life with younger girls at the shop! He does not care for me at all now-a-days!
Me: What?
Nandini: Ji haa Bina Devi! Yehi sach hai… I got authentic news that he has an affair with a shop salesgirl and his treatment towards me confirmed that.
Me: Matlab… chudi (=bangles) aur kangan se nazar seedhi chhori pe?
Nandini: Tujhe mazak sujh rhi hai?
Me: Sorry Didi… I did not mean that. Are you sure about Rajnath Bhaiya’s affair?
Nandini: Arre... kya batayun tujhe Bina! I got condoms in his moneybag! If he does not come near me in last six months... what does he need a condom for? Eh?
Me: O My God! Tab to baat serious hai!
Nandini: Of course Bina.. baat to serious hai hi! You have two grownup daughters… what will they think of their father if they come to know... Aisi gandi harkat! Chhi! Chhi!
She paused for a while, adjusted her nighty which was amply revealing her creamy cleavage above her deep U-cut neck.
Nandini: Sab mard ek jaise hai re Bina! All men are like this only! Ghar mei biwi kaamwali aur aiyashi sangg baharwali! Huh!
Me: Right… Didi…. My condition is same as you… deprived and frustrated in married life! And Vinay is no different… the only difference is he is addicted to alcohol and not a woman!
Nandini: My dear sister … don’t be so confident… you should also know that with drinking habit comes the habit of enjoying a woman and who knows if Vinay visits a prostitute or not?
Me: What?
My head spun for a moment. I have never thought in that line! The fact that Vinay had absolutely no interest in my physical beauty and only the other day I noticed he was not having an erection seeing or touching me might be the result of having sex outside! Who knows!
Me: Uff! Didi… stop! I cannot think beyond this! I am nurturing his two sons… working hard, doing my best and… and he is doing ayashi outside like this!!!
I breathed heavily, more so due to anger and frustration, and as a result my heavy breasts moved up and down in a more vigorous way pushing against the thin fabric of my nighty. I was ignorant that my nipple outlines were getting amply visible through my nightdress and my elder sister indeed noted that!
Nandini: Bina... your headlights look so appealing! He he he...
I quickly looked down and adjusted my dress and giggled.
Me: Ye ek problem hai Didi… kiyu ki mai Harpal ko bar bar breastfeed karta hoon… to mere nipples hameisha khadi rehti hai aur dikh jati hai nighty ke andar se…
Nandini: Good for your ‘pujya Chacah-ji'! He he he…
Me: Dhyat! Tum bhi naa…
Nandini: But my pyari behna... Sach to kadwa hota hai... you have to digest that Vinay surely is regularly fucking some woman outside, hence he is uninterested in you.
I could not strongly counter the point either as I myself slowly started believing that!
Nandini: But you are not helpless! You can show your husband that you are not a pushover! If he can enjoy, you can also enjoy! Just look at me! Do I not look happy and glowing?
Me: Yes Didi... very much!
Nandini: Why? Because I have chosen to deviate and decided to enjoy my life!
Me: Main samjhi nahi Didi….
Nandini: Simple Bina! If our husbands can enjoy outside and take no interest in us… We also have equal rights to enjoy our life and fulfill our physical loneliness. . And I have just done that.
I looked questionably at my elder sister. My face probably clearly asked her the question “how”?
Nandini: See Bina... you have to look for help nearby! You will surely find one! See my case... my landlord was giving me signal for a long time and I grabbed that.
Me: Signal bole to?
Nandini: Arre duffer! He was showing interest to talk to me, was discussing her daughter’s studies with me, was trying to help me out in daily chores of life as much as possible without his wife’s notice, he was meeting me at the grocery shop as if we suddenly met... like that! And that’s enough for a man to say silently that I am interested in you!
Me: Oh... okay... that much I also can read!
Nandini (smiling): Good behna! Good! So what should be the next step… tell me!
Me: Err... I mean... if you are interested... I mean you like that person... you should also show gestures that…
Nandini: Wow Bina! Tu kinta samajdar hai! To kaal se tu tere ‘pujya Chacha-ji’ ko signal dena chalu kar... He he he...
Me: Dhyat! Tum bhi na Didi... kuch bhi bol deti ho!
Nandini: He he he... anyway, seeing my landlord’s interest in me, I also stared flashing my assets to him generously at every opportunity. And jo hona tha... wohi hua... Wo to lattu ho gaya meri badi badi choochi aur gaand dekh ke!
Me: Didi... tum naa! You are getting naughtier by the day!
Nandini (smiling): As you know I go to a coaching center to drop Urvasi and Natasha and my landlord also goes to drop his daughter to another tuition center. One day seeing the opportunity when the timings matched, he visited my coaching center and pretended as if he came there by chance!
Me: Oh! Wow! Phir!
Nandini: Phir tuu mere paas aa… batati hoon!
I giggled as I knew Didi was excited sharing her escapade and honestly I was also absolutely keen to know that. Since we were both in half-lying posture on bed, it was easy to come closer. I lifted and shifted my heavy ass some inches and was within my elder sister’s embracing zone. She immediately hugged me tightly and started kissing my cheeks.
This was not new to me; from my teenage days, I had noticed that Didi preferred to cuddle me in an adult way by kissing, fondling and caressing my body. Though she never tried to strip me completely and suck my boobs or lick my pussy area, but she always loved to hug and caress my developed figure. I also enjoyed that as long as it was always within limits.
As she embraced me tightly in her arms, our heavy bosoms collided sexily and since both of us had big sized tits and were both bra-less at that time, our boob flesh jiggled and mashed upon one another in an extremely sexy manner. Didi’s moist full lips brushed and pressed all over my face and then as she was planning to go down, I requested her to continue. She just descended from my body a bit and continued.
Nandini: Yes Bina… then… actually expectedly he offered me coffee at a nearby restaurant. And that’s how things started rolling.
Me: Hmm… sounds pretty interesting… but Didi… I mean... how did you get to the pinnacle… err… I mean… how did you land up on bed with that person?
Nandini: Arre pagli… already in the house I was teasing him by wearing flimsy nighty which are meant to be worn at night… and was bending every now and then in front of him showing my choochi and gaand to him. My landlord was already fidaa on me which I could read from his face.
Me (smiling): Wo to usse hona hi tha… iss kaamuk jism to kareeb se dekhkar!
Nandini (playfully pinching my boobs): Haa re!
Me: Phir kya hua Didi?
Nandini: Once he came down to the coaching center where my daughters study… the hint was crystal clear for me. He started paying weekly visits to my coaching center and we started having coffee together.
Me: Then I think you could anticipate that it was just a matter of time that he would offer you to….
Nandini: Exatly Bina… I easily realized that it was just a matter of time that he would offer me to go for a movie together.
Me: Oh! Sounds so rousing… just like teenage days!
Nandini: Yes all this actually makes you feel young!
Me: True! So, you went together to the movie? Was there not a risk involved?
Nandini: Of course, there was risk. So we went separately. He had given me the ticket at home. We met inside the cinema house, not before that.
Me: Oh! Good…. What movie was it? What were you wearing? Uff! It’s so motivating! Did he touch you in the theater? Oh! I have so many things to ask!
I was so keen that my right hand involuntarily went down my waist and I gently started scratching and massaging my pussy over my nighty! And it felt so, so comforting and exciting!
Nandini: I was not wearing anything special. I just wore a regular salwar-kamiz, more so as I was apprehensive about my decency in a sari.
Me: But you look decent in a sari Didi! Rather you look appealing even!
Nandini: Arre duffer! I am talking about the physical closeness with a male in the darkness of the cinema house. I definitely did not want to get clumsy and exposed indecently in a public place… if wearing a sari I get close with a man, he can easily unbutton my blouse hooks and just push my bra up and expose my breasts in the darkness of the cinema hall… which I frankly I did not desired.. afterall it was a public place.
Me: Right Didi… you have a logic. Moreover, in a sari your lower part is also not adequately protected as if it is pulled up… a man can easily touch your naked thighs and up…
Nandini: Exactly so! And for these reasons I decided to wear a salwar-kamiz and not a sari.
Me: You did not tell; what movie was it?
Nandini: It was a Hindi movie… I do not exactly remember the name… it was a horror movie…
Me (laughing out): Aur kuch nehi mila!?!?!? Horror movie for the fresh romantic pair!
Nandini: Are buddhu… we had to go to a place which is less crowded in the fear of getting caught. And “Lotus” was the only cinema hall for that which does not run regular Bollywood films. .
Me: Oh! Right! Right! Uss mei to sirf English movie aur Hindi horror films chalta hai… I noted that.
Nandini: Right you are my dear sister!
Me: Uske baad kya hua Didi? Once you went inside the theater? When did your landlord first touch you? How did you react to that Didi?
Nandini: Uff Bina! I am not a teenager girl that I will react and shiver to the touches of a male!
Me: No, no… still… I mean… he is an unknown male… I mean he was not Rajnath Bhaiya afterall!
Nandini: Yes… that you can say… naturally I was a bit hesitant initially… though I knew jolly well that I had agreed to come to the movie purely for getting close to him! And ‘close’ means physically close in the darkness of the cinema hall!
I smiled and continued to rub my pussy as I listened to my elder sister’s escapade! Didi noticed that and she was so naughty that she simply pulled up my nighty to my waist exposing my full and fair rotund legs and my pussy!
Nandini: He he he…. Jo kar rahi hai… thik se to kar!
She indicated me to scratch my pussy directly and not over my nighty. I was naturally not wearing a panty at that hour of the night and momentarily Didi exposed my full hairy choot. I quickly dropped my nighty a bit to look decent though I kept my fair hairless thighs totally exposed so that I could scratch my pussy more comfortably. We both giggled and Didi came closer to me again and kissed my cheeks and cupped my milk tanks over my sheer nightdress. I was also somewhat excited and return kissed her cheeks and pressed her round ass over her nighty pressing her rotund ass flesh. Since Natasha and Urvasi were asleep and so was Ram, it was a safe thing to do such naughty pranks. We continued to grope each other at strategic places till I was impatient to know more about her escapade!
Me: Didi… bolo na… phir kya hua?
Nandini: The best part you know was since it was a horror flick, there was lot of scary sounds and faces and that actually made things easier for Praveen – that’s my landlord’s name – to touch me!
Me (smiling): Good point… horror for romancing!
Nandini: Bas! Aur kya? That was the beginning...
Me: Nehi nehi… aise nehi… detail bolo na Didi… kya kya hua? Thik se… please!
Nandini: Uff! Its getting late Bina… go to sleep now!
Me: Diiiidiiiii….bolo na thoda detail mei…
