Misc. Erotica Donor Uncle in Apartment

(The story revolves around the year-2009, Ten years back from the present time.)

Like all other metros in India, Kolkata was also densely populated, and people were living like swarm of bees in honeybee colony. Most of the middle-class families were living in small flats having two bedrooms in multi storey apartments in congested area.

But "Love Nest" was a 5-storey small Apartment having 5th floors, and each floor containing 3 numbers of flats, situated in Middleton Street, which was the heart of Kolkata, a busy and commercial place. But this Apartment was just far away from the madding crowd, and situated in a corner place, away from the main street in a calm and quiet place and occupied by middle class family people. The Apartment was occupied by a total of 15 numbers of families, 3 Flats in each floor. As the living culture prevalent in Metros, the neighbour occupants were not closely knitted, hardly knew each other nor they bothered about each other as everyone was busy in Kolkata, no times for each other. But the difference was in floors where occupants of 3 numbers of flats were living like a close family, sharing each other's problems, and standing for each other at the time of need and crisis, which was a close bond, developed and existed amongst them.

The first floor was occupied by Mr. Sukumar Sen in the centre flat, which was slight bigger than other two flats located in its left and right side. His flat had 3 Bedrooms whereas other two flats had 2 Bedrooms. He was an Aeronautics Engineer of Govt.of India; a senior person aged 54 years was living with his wife. His only married son was living in USA and Luck smiled on him recently. He was invited by NASA for a research job for 6 years in Washington DC after scrutiny of his vast experience and seniority in the field. He got the immediate permission from Govt.of India for this research job.

His left flat was occupied by Mr. Tapas Chatterjee, aged 50 years, who was a Charted Accountant (CA) in New Delhi in a Big Corporate House. He was so busy that his works would leave him no spare time for his family, and he would often visit Kolkata once in 4 months to see his family. His family consisted of his wife Manasi, aged 40 years, Tappan, a young boy of 19 years who was just admitted in college, Tapasi, his youngest daughter still in school, studying in 9th standard.

The right flat adjunct to Mr. Sukumar Sen was occupied by Mr. Saurav Mukherjee, aged 48 years, was an employee of a Shipping company of Kolkata. Throughout the year, he would remain in the sea as his ship would move in different ports of the world, most of the time in Singapore and in Hong Kong. He would visit the home once or twice in a year. His family consisted of his wife Rupa, aged 36 years, Kakoli, his eldest daughter was studying in 11th standard, and Debashree, his youngest daughter of 14 years was studying in 9th standard. Amongst children, since Debashree (Daughter of Saurav Mukherjee) and Tapasi (Daughter of Mr. Tapas Chatterjee) were studying in same class, in same school, naturally they were very bosom friends.

Kakoli was an adult teen girl just going to step in adulthood, was just maintaining a little distance from these two girls, but with a sisterly guidance. Tappan, the adult boy of 19 years was Boss of all children, and all of them were regarding him as their elder brother.

In absence of Mr. Tapas Chatterjee and Mr. Saurav Mukherjee, Mr. Sukumar Sen was the only senior Male figure in the first floor. All the other family Heads and Ladies were addressing Mr. Sukumar Sen as Dada (Elder Brother) and children were fondly calling him Baba (Father figure). Mr. Sukumar Sen was very wealthy in comparison to these two families, an honest and simple person, and he was like a guardian figure in the floor in absence of Male heads of the other two families.

The typical nature of a middle-class family in Kolkata, particularly the nature of a lady in the family was to save money as much as possible when opportunity comes, and to extract maximum benefit from a simple person by sugar coated tongue. Both Manasi and Rupa were in competition with each other for extracting maximum from Mr. Sukumar Sen by inviting him for lunch and Dinner and offering cups of tea every day. The good man was spending lavishly for these two families by way of presenting various gifts to these two families and allowing these two families to use his household materials. Sometimes, he would loan money to Manasi and Rupa, but he would forget, and the recovery could not be made in future.

Today, Mr. Sukumar and his wife would leave for USA for 6 years. It was a shocking moment for both the family members. With sad faces and broken hearts, everybody had congregated in the open space of the first floor to bid farewell to the kind-hearted couple. Both the families were aware of the fact of what they were losing. The atmosphere was quiet, sombre, and tearful.

Manasi along with her children was standing beside her husband Mr. Tapas Chatterjee.

Mr. Tapas started saying in a very soft tone, "Dada, (Elder Brother) wish you a happy journey. You were the guardian of this floor during our absence. We will be missing you very much."

Rupa, standing beside her husband Mr. Sourav started sobbing and said, "We cannot think of living here without you, and your presence would be felt more during absence of our husbands."

Manasi asked, "Dada, who would be staying in your vacant flat?"

Mr. Sukumar looked intently to everybody and felt the pang, respect, and love in their heart towards him.

He addressed to everybody, "Listen, my entire dear loved one, I appreciate of yours love and affection to me, but don't worry. God is always great. My childhood friend Mr. Pawan Kumar from Haryana has been transferred to Kolkata as a Manager in a Bank. He is of my age, very nice, simple, docile, and helpful gentleman. He belongs to a very wealthy family of Haryana. He is a widower, but his son and daughters are married and settled. He will retire from the service after 6 years when I return from USA. Till such time, he will be with you. Since he will be staying alone in my flat, I request the ladies of both the families to take care of him. During absence of Mr. Tapas and Mr. Sourav, my friend Mr. Pawan Kumar will be a best guardian to these two families, and he will be a father as well as brother figure to both the families. "

The both families heaved a sigh of relief.

Within a week both of Mr. Tapas and Mr. Saurav left for their respective working places and the two families were left alone and waiting eagerly for the arrival of new occupant.

Mr. Pawan Kumar was a Jat (A community from Haryana state in India). He had inherited the genetic quality of Haryanvi people. He was 6 feet in height, aged 54 years. He was very strong and masculine in physical appearance, and even at this age, he had broad shoulder and chest, long, wide arms and palms. He was fair in colour, had thick hair and moustache in his face which was grey. His physical appearance was like a Youngman of 30 years. Since as per tradition, he married at early age of 20 years, and now his two daughters and only one son was married and settled in their lives. He had 3 grand sons and a granddaughter. He was very wealthy person having huge landed property in his village in Haryana. He had three buildings in Chandigarh. Just for passing his time, he joined a Bank as officer, and now he was the Manager, and transferred to Kolkata. He was always in touch with his childhood friend Mr. Sukumar from Kolkata.

When Pawan Kumar apprised Sukumar of his transfer, Sukumar offered him his flat for accommodation as he was leaving for USA. Pawan Kumar was a widower as he lost his wife 10 years ago who died due to heart problem. Now, he was a loner, and had no women in his life for the last 10 years. He was very vigour and vitality in his sex life but after death of his wife, he had controlled his biological needs by way of Yoga and meditation. The most extra ordinary quality of him was that he held a degree of Doctor in Homeopathy, well versed in Homeopathy treatment and for this purpose, he had a leather kit containing all types of Homeopathy medicines, secondly, he had a thick and enormous dick of 9th inch long.

It was a bright sunny afternoon of Sunday. Pawan Kumar reached "Love Nest" Apartment. He climbed up the staircase leading to upper floors. There was no need to use Elevator as it was in first floor and could be reached easily by climbing the staircase. He reached the floor and found an Iron grill securely locked at the entrance to first floor. He appreciated the security. He put his thumb on the calling bell.

Rupa, the 36 years old housewife of Mr. Sourav was sitting leisurely and was watching TV when she heard the bell. She came outside to see the unexpected visitor at this odd hour. She found a tall, aged gentleman of heavy personality, carrying a briefcase.

Pawan Kumar was also stunned to find the beautiful Bengali lady in front of him. He had heard that Bengali women were the most beautiful women in India, he had also seen some in Haryana, but today, he was observing from very closely.

She was gorgeous, had an amazing figure, fair complexion, had a height of around 5'5″, and long silky hairs. She had a slender waist, the bends of her hips were so voluptuous that you would feel as if it had been carved out of marble by the creator who sculpted out of care, and Pawan Kumar felt that as if some potter sculpted a vessel from raw clay. The bends of her hips, the fullness of her bosom was reminiscent of the idea of perfections. As she was fixing her hair, with those long slender arms, her navel naked for the world to view, her sari draped so holistically, that the curves of her body became prominent by the red and black sari which complemented her lucid cream-based colour. The glistening skin and the colour of cream almost that of milk chocolate, infused with a hint of cocoa was strikingly balancing the redness of her sari, which was enough to give heart aches to anybody, as it surely caused his heart to skip a few beats. The white cup of Bra and straps could be easily visible through black transparent blouse, and Pawan Kumar guessed that she must have rounded erect boobs of 36 sizes.

That was the best way Pawan Kumar could describe in his mind.

Oh! My god the beauty, Pawan Kumar was mesmerized.

"Yes, what do you want? "asked Rupa smilingly, showing her pearls of white prominent teeth between two petals of lascivious lips.

"I am Pawan Kumar," replied Pawan Kumar with a wide smile.

"Ohhh, My God, please come in. You are most welcome, "said Rupa, and opened the lock of Grill.

She ushered him in to her flat and indicated him to sit on the sofa in the small open space which was served as a Drawing room cum dinning space.

"I am Rupa, your next neighbour in left side. Dada (Sukumar) has handed over me the key of the flat which I have to hand over you, "said Rupa politely.

She called her two daughters, the eldest daughter, Kakoli and youngest daughter Debashree for introduction. The two Daughters came and touched the feet of Pawan Kumar. He blessed both the girls by touching their heads. Both daughters were more beautiful than their mother. Rupa offered him a plate of snacks and a cup of tea. Then Rupa started telling all about her family, particularly about her husband, daughters, and thanked him for his early arrival so that they would not be left alone.

In the meantime, Manasi, the other neighbour lady heard the commotion in neighbour flat and discovered the fact of arrival of Pawan Kumar. She immediately rushed, introduced herself to Pawan Kumar, and invited him to her flat for lunch.

There was always an underlying competition between these two ladies, Rupa and Manasi from the inception to exploit Sukumar, and now they wanted to impress Pawan Kumar who was the new occupant.

Manasi, wife of Mr. Tapas was aged 40 years. She was not exactly a plump woman, but gained a little weight around her waist, and in back side, slight fatty. She had a round face, thick rosy lips and had big breasts. Pawan Kumar was watching her very carefully. Her big boobs were protruding through tight bra and blouse as if it would burst open by splitting the hooks. She had a deep long cleavage, prominently exposed while she was facing opposite Pawan Kumar. Her boobs must be 38 sizes. Through her sari, Pawan Kumar could see her two big thick thighs resembling logs of a small tree. He was comparing the two women, Rupa was slim like a Model, and on the contrary Manasi was voluptuous. He found both very sexy. He felt, he was getting an erection. Immediately, he diverted his mind.

Manasi said, "I am your immediate right-side neighbour."

Then Manasi called his Son named Tapan, aged 19 years, a college going student, and school going daughter for an introduction. Both came and touched the feet of Pawan Kumar who blessed them by touching his right-hand palm on their heads.

Next day, he reported at his Bank at 10.00AM in the morning. His Bank was in a very busy, commercial place named Dharamtala in Kolkata. The Bank was in Third floor near the main Road. The Bank consisted of 3 numbers of Male Assistants, one lady officer to assist him whose name was Kavita Sanyal, aged 22 years, a fresh young girl, newly recruited by Bank, one Armed Guard, and one Lady Sweeper aged 40 years named Savita. All the staffs of Bank greeted him. Although the Bank was a small one, but the transaction was heavy, and it was crowded with customers whole day as located in a commercial place.

In the evening, when Pawan Kumar returned, he found three girls, Kakoli, Tapasi, and Debashree playing in the open space of the floor.

Seeing him, all the girls in one voice greeted him, "Uncle, Good evening."

Pawan Kumar stopped near them, smiled, picked out Cadbury packets from his pocket, and handed over to them.

Already one month passed. Pawan Kumar got mixed up with the two families and merged with them in such a way as if he belonged to them. He was accepted by children as a father figure and accepted by these two ladies as Dada (elder brother). His flat was located between these two neighbours. Pawan Kumar changed the flat in a lavish manner. He had purchased sophisticated modern furniture made of mahogany wood, fitted and furnished the entire flat with fixtures. All the three bedrooms contained luxurious mattress with pillows. He also purchased a big LCD TV, (Big screen) and installed a Telephone. He also purchased a washing machine and fitted Air conditioner (AC) in the entire flat. The flat became a modern and rich between these two poor flats. He would always help these two families by way of treatment in Homeopathy medicines in sickness like Influenza, cough, fever, and in other small sickness, helping them to save Doctors' fees. He would often shower with gifts to the children frequently; he would present them with chocolates, pens, notebooks, and various magazines.

He would present the ladies with sarees and cosmetics. The two families were very much obliged to him.

One day, Pawan Kumar called the two ladies and addressed to them, "Listen Manasi and Rupa, I am a lone person, but I am using a big flat of 3 Rooms whereas I need only one room which is sufficient for me. It is also very difficult for me to pass the time after office hours in evening. I am very good in the subject of physics, chemistry, mathematics, and in English. So, what I suggest, you both can send your children to my flat in evening for their study. I will help each kid for his/ her homework and my time will be passed by doing this. Since yours flats are congested, children will have a good studious atmosphere in my flat with AC and they will concentrate more in their studies. For refreshments, the children could watch my LCD TV for a brief time. Further, my flat is locked for whole day till I return from office and whole day, you two ladies remain alone in this floor as children leave for their schools and I leave for office. You both must be feeling boredom, and temperature outside is also unbearable. So, what I suggest, you keep the key of my flat, and enjoy the AC as well as daily soap opera in my LCD TV during daytime."

The two ladies could not believe their luck and happily agreed. Similarly, all the Bank employees were very happy with their new Boss. They found in him a true leader, a fine gentleman, helpful, co-operative, good Administrator, knowledgeable, and best guide. Being a Manager, Pawan Kumar also had given certain advantages and liberties to his employees which they were deprived of previously. The second officer of Bank under him, the new girl Kavita would always seek his advices in the Banking matter. Due to this attitude of his, the employees of Bank became more vibrant in the dealing of customers service and the business of Bank started booming.

But one problem cropped up. Since he was taking food outside in Restaurant, he developed stomach related problems due to spicy foods, and he would often fall sick.

Sensing this problem, the two ladies had a meeting in one afternoon to help this old man. They discussed in details of their plans to help him as well as to earn some extra bucks for them. They compromised of their inner rivalry. Both were being benefited from this simple gentleman, but they wanted more as both were very selfish and materialistic, and wanted to exploit more from Pawan Kumar as he was wealthy.

In the evening, when Pawan Kumar returned from office, both approached him.

Manasi being older started saying, "Dada, we both are very much concerned about your health. So, henceforth you will not take outside food, we will serve you homemade food. For one month, I will clean your all rooms, wash your cloths, provide you bed tea when you wake up in morning, and provide you breakfast before going to office, and pack your Lunch box. When you return from office, I will provide you evening tea and dinner. Alternatively, Rupa will do the same thing in next month. For this you will pay us the expenses whatever you deem fit."

Both knew they would be rewarded much more beyond their expectations. Pawan Kumar happily agreed to this proposal.

So, every day in the morning, the lady in task would open his flat with duplicate key and serve Pawan Kumar with a cup of hot morning coffee and wake him up from the bed by greeting good morning in her soft and sweet voice.

There was a beautiful small park near their Apartment.

One day Pawan Kumar suggested to Manasi, "Manasi, what I observe, you are gaining weight day by day, and I don't want to see such a beautiful woman like you turning in to a plump lady. So from tomorrow, we both will have an evening walk together in the park."

Manasi readily agreed and pleased that how much Dada was concerned about her health and beauty.

Rupa was a movie buff, but her husband would hardly accompany her to a movie theatre during his short stay in Kolkata. Pawan Kumar became aware of this fact. So, in every weekend on Sunday, he would take Rupa to movie theatre, and they would watch the movie as per choice of Rupa. The choice of Rupa varied from Bangla, Hindi movies to Hollywood movies also. Of course, the entire expenses would be borne by Pawan Kumar.

One morning in a routine way, Manasi entered his bedroom with the cup of coffee. Pawan Kumar was sleeping flat on his back. In the morning time, usually the dick of a male person would erect to the full extent. Pawan Kumar was wearing a lungi (a traditional garment worn around the waist in India) and due to his huge erection, the border ends of the lungi slid away and full dick had come out from it. Manasi had never seen such a huge dick of 9th inch long ever in her life. She was completely mesmerized by the sight. She was very much surprised and thought that her husband's cock would be less than half size of this giant Cock. Now days, virtually sex was stopped between Manasi and her husband for two reasons. First, her husband would visit once in six months, and he would not take any initiative for sex, may be due to his age factor and fatigue. Secondly, with growing up son and daughter in a congested flat, sex was not possible in a free manner. No doubt, she was a sex starved woman.

Suddenly, Manasi felt a tingling sensation inside her pussy. She watched intently the huge cock for a longer moment, but immediately she controlled herself, regained her consciousness.

She placed the cup of tea near the bed, and softly called, "Dada, wake up, it is morning."

She left the place immediately. Pawan Kumar woke up and was unaware of the happening which happened moment before in the room. Manasi was so hot sexually that during afternoon, when no one was at home, she picked up a small long brinjal (Egg plant vegetable) from kitchen and inserted it inside her pussy. She imagined the brinjal as cock of Pawan Kumar and started masturbating for 10 minutes till she came.

After a long-time, she was masturbating, and she came for 3 times. She was relaxed in such a way that she slept for 2 hours in deep sleep. During evening walk, when she would sit in the bench of park along with Pawan Kumar, and when her body touched with Pawan Kumar, she would feel the heat inside her body.

Now it was a habit for Manasi every morning to watch the cock of Pawan Kumar, rather she was addicted to it. But the sleeping position and position of lungi of Pawan Kumar would not be same always, sometimes the border ends of the lungi would not be parted, and she would watch the outline of huge cock inside the lungi, and someday, she would watch the cock visible partially. Day by day, she became obsessed with the cock.

One morning, she could not resist herself, and devised to do something daringly. She knew at this hour of morning, Pawan Kumar was in deep sleep as he was snoring in a light sound.

She slowly approached near the bed and parted the border of Lungi ends. With her hand, she touched the outside of Pawan's hairy thigh. This sent a rush through her seeing him naked in the bedroom. She then slowly moved her hand up his leg till it was resting against those giant cock and balls. Very slowly, she moved her hand till it was directly on his cock. She then started, ever so slowly, to stroke it and noticed it getting harder as she did so. Pawan Kumar had not stirred at all, and the regular breathing of his sleep was continuing. Manasi started her hands journey back to his crotch. She was being afraid she'd wake him because her hand was shaking so much with excitement and nervousness. It didn't take near as long this time, and soon her hand was back on his hardening cock. After rubbing his cock for a while, she thought she'd get a little closer look.

While stroking him slowly, she manoeuvred her head till it was completely resting on his stomach, about four inches from his cock. Now his cock was touching her cheek, just below her eye, and her hand was cupping his oversized balls. Since she was facing away from him, she had her eyes wide open, and with the windows and blinds open, the early morning day light lighting up the room so that she had a great look at his erected huge cock and huge balls.

He obviously was in deep slumber, so she just lay there with his dick poking her in the face. She was captivated by how warm and smooth it felt against her cheek.

That's when Manasi took his cock in her hand and pressed it up against her lips. Then she reached down and opened her mouth further. She couldn't believe she was tasting his cock on her tongue. He was pressing her lips further down his cock in his deep slumber, might be feeling it as a dream.

The excitement she felt while having his cock fill her mouth was equally matched by fear of doing such an act, and to be caught, and she was trembling uncontrollably.

She gulped the half of the cock,and started moving his thick shaft in and out of her mouth, after a while, she started to taste a slightly salty fluid coming out of the end of his dick in an endless stream, and figured he was cummings in her mouth.

It was turning her pussy in to a burning sensation to think Dada was cummings in her mouth, and the taste was also not unpleasant.

After some days, Pawan Kumar felt that he had a frequent wet dream in the morning hour. He suspected something fishy was going on. As luck favoured one day, he woke up early in the morning, and then his main entrance door creaked on its hinges when Manasi pushed it open. He saw Manasi approaching near his bed. Immediately, he feigned a deep slumber, and was making a false snoring. From the corner of his dropping eyes, carefully he observed that her lips stretched obscenely around his big fat cock, sliding between her warm and moist thick lips all the way in and out of her mouth. Because his dick was very long (around 9 inches), and because of its thickness which filled entire mouth of Manasi, Pawan Kumar was afraid of her suffocation.

Suddenly, Pawan Kumar started his false snoring more, and clutched the head of Manasi tightly with his two hands pushing forcibly towards his cock. For a second, Manasi was panicked, and lay still, but then she realized that Pawan Kumar was in deep slumber and dreaming.

She had developed a steady pace going in and out of her mouth, when she noticed that Pawan Kumar in his dream was thrusting his cock inside her mouth matching with rhythm of her stroking and sucking of the cock. His dick then got noticeably harder and fatter, and the skin on his balls tightened, and also got real crinkly in her hand. Pawan Kumar seemed to then completely lose control of his legs as they started to shake violently. Pawan Kumar thought he might be hurting her, as the head of his dick would always get real sensitive after each thrust, and the way she was kind of twisting her head, her tongue was gliding over the front, and side of his cock head.

But he was still jabbing away at her face, so he figured it couldn't be hurting her too much. He felt his cock started to pulse and surge in her mouth, when suddenly, it exploded. Huge blasts of thick, clumpy sperm were fired at such velocity that while trying to recover from the first volley, a second caught in the back of her throat causing her to choke and cough as cum came out of her nose. It was like getting water up your nose, only in reverse.

For a second, he thought he was going to throw up. Because he was acting like he was asleep, he couldn't make a big move to get his ejaculating cock out of her mouth.

Similarly, Manasi just endured each blast as best she could, but it seemed endless. She was gagging and sputtering around his fat, raging cock. He just kept pumping cum into her mouth.

Manasi finally realized that she was going to start swallowing. The problem was that his semen was so thick, and there was so much of it that it was virtually impossible to swallow. She was finally able to turn her head in such a way, wrenching his gushing fire hose out of her mouth, only to have four or five more huge globs land on her face, the first one going directly in her eye as he humped his still pulsing cock against her splattered cheek. He finished pumping the remnants of his sperm.

Manasi immediately got up with fear that Pawan Kumar might wake up at any time with all that sperm on her face and in her mouth. It was so thick that it was impossible to swallow. It just stayed in her throat. It was one of the most exciting experiences in her entire life as she enjoyed his ejaculation, mainly because of the amount and thickness, but it really hurt coming through her nose.

Manasi ran into the bathroom before waking up Pawan Kumar. Her face looked like as if she was on the losing end of a glue fight and her hair was stiff and spiky where his semen had dried. She remembered her burping as she tasted his sperm. It felt like she might not clear her throat for the rest of the morning. It still amazed her how much sperm he shot and how thick it was.

Pawan Kumar was very happy and smiling mysteriously in that morning.

The next day, which was Saturday, a non-Banking day, so Pawan Kumar remained in his flat. By noon the floor was completely deserted as all the children had left for school including Rupa who had gone outside for shopping. The floor was locked securely in entrance Grill. Pawan Kumar and Manasi were the only occupants in their respective flats. Pawan Kumar was leisurely lying in his bed as it was a holiday. Suddenly, he had an urge for taking coffee; he came out from his flat and knocked at the door of his right side adjunct flat of Manasi.

Manasi opened the door and smiled very pleasantly. Pawan Kumar entered and sat on sofa. He could see Manasi was wrapped in a cotton sari, and no undergarments were beneath the saree. Neither had she worn any Bra/Blouse nor panty. The big bulging breasts were swaying under the pallu(The loose end of a sari, generally draped over shoulder/s is integral in saree drape and design) as she was walking, the outline and sizes of her big boobs as well as very wide buttocks were clearly visible. He guessed she was probably going to Bathroom.

"Manasi, if you don't mind, can you serve me a cup of coffee?" he requested.

"Dada, it's my pleasure, I would be honoured. In fact, I was just going to Bathroom for taking bath. Please wait for a minute; I will prepare coffee for you," replied Manasi in a sweet voice.

When she went to kitchen, Pawan Kumar keenly watched her big bottom cheeks which were swaying, and part of her saree was glued tightly in the crack of her ass cheeks, and her ass was prominently visible to him. Immediately, he had a hard one.

After serving him coffee, Manasi said, "Dada, you have your coffee. Please Don't leave, wait for me, I will take only 10 minutes for my bath, and in the meantime, you can have a glance in newspaper for time pass." Then Manasi in a sexy way walked towards Bathroom.

After finishing his coffee, Pawan Kumar was engrossed in newspaper, then he heard the creaking sound of bathroom door, and he saw Manasi in wet hairs, draped in wet sari, covering her boobs portions in a thick Towel, and was coming out from bathroom. Drips of water were flowing from her wet head to toes. He diverted his glance otherwise Manasi would feel bad.

Due to dripping water falling on the floor, Manasi's feet slipped, and she fell to the ground with a thud, and her body smacked the Tub containing water placed nearby, the Tub upturned, and water spilled across the floor. After a few second, Pawan Kumar heard a scream of Manasi, a resounding smack, and a thud.

He sprang up, rushed towards the spot, and found Manasi sprawled across the ground. She was unconscious but breathing normally. Immediately, he removed her wet saree from the body, and made her stark naked. He carefully rolled her towards him, lifted her by putting his two hands under her armpits, carried her on his shoulder like a baby, and took her in to her bedroom. He placed her carefully on the bed and covered her naked body with a bed sheet. After few moments, with a glass of water, he sprinkled on his face. After few seconds, Manasi regained her consciousness, and slowly opened her eyes.

Pawan Kumar was sitting near her head on the bed, and fondly massaging her forehead. She looked at him and asked, "Where am I? What happened to me?"

"You slipped and fell on wet floor. You fainted for some moment, and I carried you to your bedroom. You need not worry, now you are ok," replied Pawan Kumar in a sympathetic and affectionate voice.

For a moment, Manasi remained silent, then she tried to get up, but could not, she felt pain on the backside of her waist. She writhed with pain, "Ohhh...God, I am feeling severe pain on the backside of my whole body."

In an alarming tone, Pawan Kumar said, "Wait, and don't try to get up, let me do some first-aid-treatment."

By saying this, he rushed to his flat. He returned with the ice cube tray of his Refrigerator, a tube of pain-relieving ointment, and an antiseptic tube. Pawan Kumar arranged the ice pack wrapped in a towel. Manasi was in pain. But looking at him in appreciating eyes.

He said, "Now, Manasi, lie on your face and stomach so that I could apply this ice pack on your back side. Mind it, by doing this for 10 minutes, your pain will be receded, and then I will apply this pain-relieving ointment so that permanently, you will be cured."

Manasi knew Pawan Kumar had removed her clothes and carried her naked body to bed. She was now completely naked underneath the bed sheet. She was feeling very shy, nervous, and hesitant.

Pawan Kumar studied her face, and said in a grave tone, "There is no need to be afraid, shy and hesitant. For a moment, think me as a Doctor. What I am going to do is a first Aid treatment which a Doctor does in the circumstances for the immediate relieve of pain."

After hearing his pacified voice, Manasi turned her side, and lay on the face and stomach, exposing her entire backside naked body to Pawan Kumar.

"Ohhh...my God, what's a magnificent scene," Pawan Kumar thought, he could not believe his own eyes witnessing such a marvellous white body. She had a big bulging fatty butts, which was in round and heart shape. Both the ass cheeks were swollen, and the split between the ass cheeks was long and deep. The partial flesh of her pussy was peeping through the downwards of her ass crack.

He pressed the ice pack softly on her backside in a smooth manner. He continued this for 10 minutes then dried up the area. Then, he applied the pain killer ointment which was mixed with some medicated oil starting from the area of shoulder by softly massaging the area with his fingers. His fingers slipped on the soft skin of Manasi, and she felt a sensation in her body.

He started massaging her back slowly, and then as time passed his hands started moving higher up, and her back to her shoulders. Sides of her breasts were no doubt exposed to him, and he was looking at her naked tits. He was having a tough time to put his dick under control as he was wearing a lungi; it was even more difficult to hide it as he was enjoying giving her a massage. He felt, she was also enjoying getting the massage. He moved his hands from the back to the sides and then again to her back, and so forth every time he reached the sides, he massaged the sides of her tits a little longer than usual, her nipples were pressed against the bedspread, he could feel her body relaxing, and was hoping that she would not stop him now, but he could hear her soft barely audible moans.

Pawan Kumar became a little bolder by massaging the sides of her tits a little longer, and the massages on her back were going much below her waist almost to the top of her ass cheeks, and he could see the top crack of her ass.

Every time he massaged her sides and tits, she would wriggle. His hand went to her sides, and straight to her tits. As she was wriggling, it was helping him to get a feel of her nipples. He started very slowly tugging at her nipples without making it obvious, trying to get a sneak peek of her breasts and nipples. As he was playing with her nipples, he noticed that they had become as hard as pebbles with the tugging and the massage. He knew that she was not dumb, and she very well knew where his hands were moving, so he didn't bother, and kept at it as if he was seriously giving her a massage as long as she didn't stop him from giving her the massage. She also knew that he was massaging her tits and ass more than her back. He knew she was his for the taking, but he had to make his moves very carefully, so he massaged her back, her tits, and her ass a little longer.

Then Pawan Kumar directed Manasi to turn her body and lie on flat. Like an obedient patient, she turned around her body, and lay on flat. Pawan Kumar closely observed her body. She had round big boobs of 38 sizes, slightly sagging, with swollen nipples around big brown areolas. Deep bush of hairs was visible under the arm pits. She had fatty tummy with deep navel, and the sides of waist were grown up with little fat. Below navel, her pussy area was covered with thick bush of pubic hairs, the sides of the pussy crack had also thick bush of hairs hiding completely the outer lips of pussy.

"Oh my God! "he exclaimed and said, "You have bruises in some parts of your body as your body hit the Tub. I have to apply anti-septic ointment there."

There was a bruise in the area of her right rib cage joint just below the arm pit. He applied the ointment there, but he was facing problem there because of the big right-side boob of Manasi covering that area. In his left hand, he lifted the big boob slight upward, and applied the ointment with the fingers of his right hand. Pawan felt the soft fleshy, spongy thing in his left palm. An electric current swept through the body of Manasi. He continued massaging the ointment for a longer period so that he could feel the boob of Manasi in his left palm more. He felt her nipple very hard.

Then he said, "Manasi, there is another bruise in your area, particularly in the area where your leg begins, I mean in that joint area of your thigh, just below your stomach."

Manasi did not reply anything due to shyness. He put some ointment in his index finger, and proceeded to apply on the place of bruise, which was just below her abdomen, near the joint of thigh on the pubic area which was full of thick bushy pubic hairs.

Pawan Kumar said, "Manasi, your affected area is full of hairs, you should not shave it completely because again thick hairs would come up, but at least you should have trimmed it often. I will give you a small scissor for this purpose."

By hearing this, Manasi was so much ashamed that she remained silent. In his left hand, he touched the silky hairs carefully, and parted the hairs in such a manner that the hairs would not cover the affected area. His right index finger was coated with antiseptic ointment; he put the index finger on bruised area in such a way that his thumb touched the entrance of her pussy. He pressed his index finger on bruised area to massage the anti-septic cream, and naturally his thumb was pointed at her pussy, and allowed it to enter a little bit inside. She gave a loud moan. He again pressed his index on bruised area, and pointed his thumb at her pussy, and this time he went in further. He found that she was very wet, and this process continued for some time. He then stopped inserting his thumbs waiting for her reaction and wanted better access to her pussy. She raised her head to see why he had stopped, and as he got up she was confused.

Manasi said, "Dada, I am feeling pain in my legs too."

"Don't worry, I am taking care of that, "replied Pawan Kumar smilingly.

He then parted her feet to about 25 to 26 inches, and squatted in between her legs, as soon as she saw him squatting between her legs, she put her hand down, and he continued massaging one leg at a time.

As he reached her upper thigh, he kept his thumb straight so it would brush her pussy, and kept it there for few seconds longer, before coming down only up to her knees, and started going up again. This time as he went up, and he knew where his target was, as he could see her pussy lips. He kept his thumb straight again and aimed for the crack of her pussy lips as he approached it. He again heard a barely audible moan before he reached her pussy lips, and just when her moan stopped, he entered his thumb inside her pussy, and she gave a loud gasp. He found her very wet; now he was positive that she was ready for fucking.

He kept his thumb inserted in her pussy for a few seconds longer during the up down massage of her legs, the massages started becoming shorter, only the in out motion of his thumbs entering her pussy,one thumb in, one thumb out, then he found her very wet. She was moaning very softly, her pussy was trying to reach his thumb instead of him trying to enter her pussy, this was all he needed. She was red hot as an iron, her pussy was dripping wet, and she spread her feet even further giving him easy access to her pussy.

Suddenly, Manasi said, "Dada, I am feeling very shy and coaxed due to this accident that I am fully exposed before you. No one except my husband has seen my naked body, and now you are being the second person in my life have seen my naked body. I am feeling very much embarrassed and humiliated."​