Update 07
"no no. not you. me and your mother will go first"
and the both left for shamsher
after they left disha was staring vani.. affectionately.. and then she hugged her, tight.
it was all possible only coz of vani. she kissed vani on her cheeks.. every inch of it, nonstop.
vani happily started packing her bag, as if she is not going to return back ever.
"didi, should i pick a dress too?"
disha started laughing.. and so did vani.
dayachand reached the room and knocked on the door.
shamsher was working on his laptop. He opened the door
"please come in uncle ji"
as soon as they came in, they realized why vani was so deliberate to sleep here.
the room was cold as Switzerland.
after taking the seat, dayachand took the lead but he wasnt sure how to start it
"beta, are you comfortable here?"
"yes. It is perfectly fine. very comfortable Just like my own house"
dayachand: "hmm.. vani is very naughty. must be troubling a lot"
shamsher: "no no uncle ji. she is very cute like a doll.
its coz of her only that i am so much at ease. she is so lively"
shamsher replied with sugar coated words. but he was not able to figure out
the root cause of there visit
dayachand: (with a lump in his throat) actually beta, vani is persisting that she will
sleep here near you. she is not open to reason. she havent even taken dinner.
she is all tears since she has come down.
(it was embarassing as it is and mentioning ac was too much for daya chand)
shamsher wasnt sure how to react. he didnt say a word.
dayachand: i actually got very angry. its not her age to act like kids.
but her mother says.. mebbe if for 2-3 days... if you dont mind... here in the
adjoining room.. both the girls can stay.. but only if it is ok with you...
am sure they will get over with it in 2-3 days.. she cant live without her mother
for long anyway...
"oh..sure uncle ji"...
(shamsher was all gaga inside.. after hearing both he hadnt heard anything..
what a luck..)
"i have no objections... she is no trouble at all.. its your home only... and in
any case i dont use the other room.. infact its a good idea... they wont have
much problem with there studies too.. i'll help them if they have any concern
with there studies.. i am anyway alone and free rest of the day... i dont go to
that room at all.. its all your wish.. as you like.."
shamsher deliberately said all this long speech so that they would really believe
him that he does mind them here.
nirmala: "then masterji, should i get there bed ready here"
shamsher: "sure i have no problems.. as you say.."
shamsher was stuttering
nirmala: "all right beta, i'll send them up. if there is any problem let me know,
i'll march them back instantly."
shamsher: "sure auntyji"
once they were out dayachand addressed nirmala
"he is such a nice person. dispite being so rich, he doesnt show off...
no arrogance at all. god should bless everybody with such a child."
after some time both the girls came upstairs with there beddings and set
themselves in the adjoining room. disha took out her books and drowned herself
into them. but vani came straight runing to sir and was all over him. disha looked
at them once.. but saw shamsher looking at her.. instantly she returned to her books.
after crying for so long, vani's eyes have swollen up and looked dead red.
shamsher kissed her cheeks with affection and vani returned the favour.
really she was just a naive doll.
vani saw shamsher sitting on bed, she cam and settled in his lap. she was still wearing a skirt.
since she was in her lap, shamsher was getting aroused. he tried a lot to divert his attention
but when the prettiest face of his world is in front of her and her untouched sister in his lap,
how could he control for long. a small skirt and a thin panty and then vani's innocence..
she was sitting right on top of his dick. she felt something poking in her butt,
but she didnt know what it is. she thought she is sitting on his legs. so what
if she innocent, she still was a girl.. she started feeling weired and wonderful
at the same time. slowly she two started feeling the heat. she was slowly
getting restless. slowly and slowly she stopped talking and was lost in the feeling.
she was only nodding her head and answering in yes and no. she was feeling a different
but funny feeling by playing with shamsher's "legs" with her cunt. she casually started
moving to and fro. she had absolutely no idea why, but she was enjoying it. shamsher
was well aware of her activities. while talking he casually wrapped his arms around her
and held her tightly. shamsher's wrists pressure was slowly building on her untouched
breasts. and this increased her pleasure. since the change of the posture shamsher's
dick was now building pressure on her spot and vani had closed her eyes. her movement
was now even faster. and she suddenly shuddered kinda shivering.
she held shamshers hand strongly and herself started puuting pressure on her bossoms.
roughly after 10-15 seconds she relaxed. when she became consious oh herself she felt
as if she had peed. she instantly ran towards the bathroom.
for the first time she had entered the kingdom of conducive heart-warming pleasures.
dispite all these events disha didnt realise that her younger sister had already reached
orgasm with the help of a man, even before her. for sure this wasnt intercourse.
once inside bathroom she saw her panty was all wet. she took it out, this wasnt pee.
and why had she shivered? why did she enjoy it so much? and why did she press his
hands on her chest? she was restless. she was also feeling a bit of shame. she was
ashamed of asking anyone. whom should she tell this? when she reached orgasm, she
thought she was dieing but she was calm now. but she wasnt able to forget the pleasur
that she had just now.
her panty was wet.. so now what should she wear?
she cant go downstairs, what if mummy asked her to stay back?
and what should i tell disha. in the end, she washed her panty and left it inside bathroom,
and came back to her bed with her skirt between her legs.
vani was in turmoil.
after noticing her unusually silent for so long disha poked her
"what's wrong vani?"
vani replied easily: "nothing di"
disha "are you feeling sleepy?"
"not really di"
"then why have you come back from sir?"
"just like that. why?"
"nothing. that Kumbhakaran point that you told me, is it really correct?"
vani: "yeah di. yourself try it, if you dont believe me. he wont even buzz"
disha: "you are lying"
vani forgot all that happened just now, she also forgot that she isnt wearing anything beneath.
she ran to sir :"sir you sleep like kumbhakaran, dont you?" (ohh vani )
shamsher: "what.. ohh.. why you ask?"
vani: "i told about that to di, but she wont believe me. she says i am lying"
shamsher couldnt control and started laughing "tell your didi i dont lie"
vani put her toung out and made faces to disha
disha got angry. why she had to tell sir that she was enquiring about him.
in her frustration she picked up her slipper and threw lightly towards vani
it dropped half way. she blushed and retired to her bed instantly
"what are you doing sir?"
shamsher was chatting online.
"nothing special vani"
"may i sleep here?"
she had forgotten the earlier incident
shamsher knew disha was listening
"wont your sister feel lonely then?"
"di? why dont you come here too, here with us. We all will sleep together"
disha's cheeks went red. she was blushing badly on the proposition to sleep with sir.
meanwhile shamsher left for bathroom. vani's young body was playing games with
his mind. after a longtime he felt as if he cant sleep without a fag.
once inside he took out his trousers and started looking for some space to hang it.
and he noticed vani's panty. he took it in his hands. it was smelling of cum
"what a sweet smell; one to make anyone go in trance."
he freed his tool and got busy with it.
once shamsher had left, disha came running to vani. caught hold of her
"sir's chamchi, what is with you? do you have to tell him everything?"
vani: di! why are you so jealous of sir
vani had mistaken disha's blushings as jealousy. such a naive thing...
disha: come we'll sleep on our bed only. i have to tallk to you.
vani: no way. please di we'll talk in the morning.
disha got upset and left to her bed
she lied on bed thinking "alas! wish sir could force me to sleep on his bed.
how lucky is vani." something was already cooking in her head.
when shamsher returned, he slept near vani. he knew she was naked beneath.
but he focused his thoughts on disha. and not sure when he doused off.
it would have been around 2'o clock. night was still dark and silent.
shamsher was soundly drifting in disha's dreams. suddenly he realised
some one was standing near him. is it disha? he tried to focus his vision.
hell yeah, its disha! damn! what is she doing here at this time?
he closed his eyes tightly.
shamsher's heart was beating uncontrollably. what if disha too wants...
and he felt a soft touch moving snakelike on his chest..
creeping slowly towards his lower body.
there was a whisper "ss...iiirrr!"
shamsher held his breath like a log. he was sure disha is just testing. he was sure
its just the begining and the storm is yet to come. he just needed to keep breathing
normally oblivious to all the adrenaline rushing to his organ.
as there was no response from shamsher.. disha grew bolder...
and now was feeling his broad chest more firmly
shamsher wanted to jump on her, get her down.. below him and romp her.
but then he listened to his brain ignoring his instincts. he wanted to check her
limit. till what level does disha make her move.
after feeling him to the content of her heart. she tried to wake him up.
she pushed him slowly, pulled around:
"sir...sir!"
but shamsher kept on hin act.
disha waited for few seconds. then started unbuttoning his shirt, slowly and cautiously.
shamsher could now feel the cold breezes from AC. but he was burning within.
disha was now playing with his chest-hairs. kissing occassionaly here and there.
then she slowly reached to the top and pecked on his cheek. she was shivering
with excitement. hearts beating like a machine. rapid and loud.
shamsher was now enjoying it immensely. though it was damn tough to control
his own breathing but he was managing it somehow. disha made a second attempt
now... only more bold.. more precise.. more wanting.. she kissed him full on lips.
and then she got more bold she encapsulated his lips within hers one by one.
slowly sucking on them. shamsher was on cloud nine. he forgot everything.
it was heavenly. he was in heaven. and angels were all around him. naked..
kissing him. smooching rather!
disha was now on full throtle. she was nibbling kissing smoocihing to her hearts
wish. life has never been exciting. it was dream come true. sir.. her sir.. on her
mercy.. and she could play as she wish. she kept getting bolder. shamsher felt
something hard on his chest. he couldnt believe. so firm. her nipples were burning
holes on his chest where they were pressed.
suddenly disha got inside the sheet that shamsher was using to cover himself.
once secure inside she took off her top. shamsher couldnt stop himself. he was
staring moronicaly at her boobs. eyes wide open and so was his mouth.
boobs as if made as modal for others. as if 'rafael' has drawn them on his canvas to
his desire. filling them with life.. love.. fun.. amazing!
how proudly they were displaying their roundness and heights.
the depth between them.. how lovely. how tantalizing.. tempting.
shamsher's dick was getting out of control. ready to burst off any time.
disha held shamsher's hands and guided them to the depths of her chest.
she pressed them lightly.
"aahhh!" despite trying hard, shamsher couldnt held him back and sighed a heavy
moan. disha was now making the full use of shamsher's hands on her chest.
she was so rough as if she wanted to get rid of her boobs.
disha now was all over him. both chests were whispering to each other.
disha now climbed over him. both chests just whiskers apart. disha forced
opened shamshers both lips with her toungue. and guided it inside his mouth.
shamsher now could clearly hear her moaning. a hand was now creeping lower
and lower. to the depths of hell. to sin. and with a swift move the zip was opened.
and the both left for shamsher
after they left disha was staring vani.. affectionately.. and then she hugged her, tight.
it was all possible only coz of vani. she kissed vani on her cheeks.. every inch of it, nonstop.
vani happily started packing her bag, as if she is not going to return back ever.
"didi, should i pick a dress too?"
disha started laughing.. and so did vani.
dayachand reached the room and knocked on the door.
shamsher was working on his laptop. He opened the door
"please come in uncle ji"
as soon as they came in, they realized why vani was so deliberate to sleep here.
the room was cold as Switzerland.
after taking the seat, dayachand took the lead but he wasnt sure how to start it
"beta, are you comfortable here?"
"yes. It is perfectly fine. very comfortable Just like my own house"
dayachand: "hmm.. vani is very naughty. must be troubling a lot"
shamsher: "no no uncle ji. she is very cute like a doll.
its coz of her only that i am so much at ease. she is so lively"
shamsher replied with sugar coated words. but he was not able to figure out
the root cause of there visit
dayachand: (with a lump in his throat) actually beta, vani is persisting that she will
sleep here near you. she is not open to reason. she havent even taken dinner.
she is all tears since she has come down.
(it was embarassing as it is and mentioning ac was too much for daya chand)
shamsher wasnt sure how to react. he didnt say a word.
dayachand: i actually got very angry. its not her age to act like kids.
but her mother says.. mebbe if for 2-3 days... if you dont mind... here in the
adjoining room.. both the girls can stay.. but only if it is ok with you...
am sure they will get over with it in 2-3 days.. she cant live without her mother
for long anyway...
"oh..sure uncle ji"...
(shamsher was all gaga inside.. after hearing both he hadnt heard anything..
what a luck..)
"i have no objections... she is no trouble at all.. its your home only... and in
any case i dont use the other room.. infact its a good idea... they wont have
much problem with there studies too.. i'll help them if they have any concern
with there studies.. i am anyway alone and free rest of the day... i dont go to
that room at all.. its all your wish.. as you like.."
shamsher deliberately said all this long speech so that they would really believe
him that he does mind them here.
nirmala: "then masterji, should i get there bed ready here"
shamsher: "sure i have no problems.. as you say.."
shamsher was stuttering
nirmala: "all right beta, i'll send them up. if there is any problem let me know,
i'll march them back instantly."
shamsher: "sure auntyji"
once they were out dayachand addressed nirmala
"he is such a nice person. dispite being so rich, he doesnt show off...
no arrogance at all. god should bless everybody with such a child."
after some time both the girls came upstairs with there beddings and set
themselves in the adjoining room. disha took out her books and drowned herself
into them. but vani came straight runing to sir and was all over him. disha looked
at them once.. but saw shamsher looking at her.. instantly she returned to her books.
after crying for so long, vani's eyes have swollen up and looked dead red.
shamsher kissed her cheeks with affection and vani returned the favour.
really she was just a naive doll.
vani saw shamsher sitting on bed, she cam and settled in his lap. she was still wearing a skirt.
since she was in her lap, shamsher was getting aroused. he tried a lot to divert his attention
but when the prettiest face of his world is in front of her and her untouched sister in his lap,
how could he control for long. a small skirt and a thin panty and then vani's innocence..
she was sitting right on top of his dick. she felt something poking in her butt,
but she didnt know what it is. she thought she is sitting on his legs. so what
if she innocent, she still was a girl.. she started feeling weired and wonderful
at the same time. slowly she two started feeling the heat. she was slowly
getting restless. slowly and slowly she stopped talking and was lost in the feeling.
she was only nodding her head and answering in yes and no. she was feeling a different
but funny feeling by playing with shamsher's "legs" with her cunt. she casually started
moving to and fro. she had absolutely no idea why, but she was enjoying it. shamsher
was well aware of her activities. while talking he casually wrapped his arms around her
and held her tightly. shamsher's wrists pressure was slowly building on her untouched
breasts. and this increased her pleasure. since the change of the posture shamsher's
dick was now building pressure on her spot and vani had closed her eyes. her movement
was now even faster. and she suddenly shuddered kinda shivering.
she held shamshers hand strongly and herself started puuting pressure on her bossoms.
roughly after 10-15 seconds she relaxed. when she became consious oh herself she felt
as if she had peed. she instantly ran towards the bathroom.
for the first time she had entered the kingdom of conducive heart-warming pleasures.
dispite all these events disha didnt realise that her younger sister had already reached
orgasm with the help of a man, even before her. for sure this wasnt intercourse.
once inside bathroom she saw her panty was all wet. she took it out, this wasnt pee.
and why had she shivered? why did she enjoy it so much? and why did she press his
hands on her chest? she was restless. she was also feeling a bit of shame. she was
ashamed of asking anyone. whom should she tell this? when she reached orgasm, she
thought she was dieing but she was calm now. but she wasnt able to forget the pleasur
that she had just now.
her panty was wet.. so now what should she wear?
she cant go downstairs, what if mummy asked her to stay back?
and what should i tell disha. in the end, she washed her panty and left it inside bathroom,
and came back to her bed with her skirt between her legs.
vani was in turmoil.
after noticing her unusually silent for so long disha poked her
"what's wrong vani?"
vani replied easily: "nothing di"
disha "are you feeling sleepy?"
"not really di"
"then why have you come back from sir?"
"just like that. why?"
"nothing. that Kumbhakaran point that you told me, is it really correct?"
vani: "yeah di. yourself try it, if you dont believe me. he wont even buzz"
disha: "you are lying"
vani forgot all that happened just now, she also forgot that she isnt wearing anything beneath.
she ran to sir :"sir you sleep like kumbhakaran, dont you?" (ohh vani )
shamsher: "what.. ohh.. why you ask?"
vani: "i told about that to di, but she wont believe me. she says i am lying"
shamsher couldnt control and started laughing "tell your didi i dont lie"
vani put her toung out and made faces to disha
disha got angry. why she had to tell sir that she was enquiring about him.
in her frustration she picked up her slipper and threw lightly towards vani
it dropped half way. she blushed and retired to her bed instantly
"what are you doing sir?"
shamsher was chatting online.
"nothing special vani"
"may i sleep here?"
she had forgotten the earlier incident
shamsher knew disha was listening
"wont your sister feel lonely then?"
"di? why dont you come here too, here with us. We all will sleep together"
disha's cheeks went red. she was blushing badly on the proposition to sleep with sir.
meanwhile shamsher left for bathroom. vani's young body was playing games with
his mind. after a longtime he felt as if he cant sleep without a fag.
once inside he took out his trousers and started looking for some space to hang it.
and he noticed vani's panty. he took it in his hands. it was smelling of cum
"what a sweet smell; one to make anyone go in trance."
he freed his tool and got busy with it.
once shamsher had left, disha came running to vani. caught hold of her
"sir's chamchi, what is with you? do you have to tell him everything?"
vani: di! why are you so jealous of sir
vani had mistaken disha's blushings as jealousy. such a naive thing...
disha: come we'll sleep on our bed only. i have to tallk to you.
vani: no way. please di we'll talk in the morning.
disha got upset and left to her bed
she lied on bed thinking "alas! wish sir could force me to sleep on his bed.
how lucky is vani." something was already cooking in her head.
when shamsher returned, he slept near vani. he knew she was naked beneath.
but he focused his thoughts on disha. and not sure when he doused off.
it would have been around 2'o clock. night was still dark and silent.
shamsher was soundly drifting in disha's dreams. suddenly he realised
some one was standing near him. is it disha? he tried to focus his vision.
hell yeah, its disha! damn! what is she doing here at this time?
he closed his eyes tightly.
shamsher's heart was beating uncontrollably. what if disha too wants...
and he felt a soft touch moving snakelike on his chest..
creeping slowly towards his lower body.
there was a whisper "ss...iiirrr!"
shamsher held his breath like a log. he was sure disha is just testing. he was sure
its just the begining and the storm is yet to come. he just needed to keep breathing
normally oblivious to all the adrenaline rushing to his organ.
as there was no response from shamsher.. disha grew bolder...
and now was feeling his broad chest more firmly
shamsher wanted to jump on her, get her down.. below him and romp her.
but then he listened to his brain ignoring his instincts. he wanted to check her
limit. till what level does disha make her move.
after feeling him to the content of her heart. she tried to wake him up.
she pushed him slowly, pulled around:
"sir...sir!"
but shamsher kept on hin act.
disha waited for few seconds. then started unbuttoning his shirt, slowly and cautiously.
shamsher could now feel the cold breezes from AC. but he was burning within.
disha was now playing with his chest-hairs. kissing occassionaly here and there.
then she slowly reached to the top and pecked on his cheek. she was shivering
with excitement. hearts beating like a machine. rapid and loud.
shamsher was now enjoying it immensely. though it was damn tough to control
his own breathing but he was managing it somehow. disha made a second attempt
now... only more bold.. more precise.. more wanting.. she kissed him full on lips.
and then she got more bold she encapsulated his lips within hers one by one.
slowly sucking on them. shamsher was on cloud nine. he forgot everything.
it was heavenly. he was in heaven. and angels were all around him. naked..
kissing him. smooching rather!
disha was now on full throtle. she was nibbling kissing smoocihing to her hearts
wish. life has never been exciting. it was dream come true. sir.. her sir.. on her
mercy.. and she could play as she wish. she kept getting bolder. shamsher felt
something hard on his chest. he couldnt believe. so firm. her nipples were burning
holes on his chest where they were pressed.
suddenly disha got inside the sheet that shamsher was using to cover himself.
once secure inside she took off her top. shamsher couldnt stop himself. he was
staring moronicaly at her boobs. eyes wide open and so was his mouth.
boobs as if made as modal for others. as if 'rafael' has drawn them on his canvas to
his desire. filling them with life.. love.. fun.. amazing!
how proudly they were displaying their roundness and heights.
the depth between them.. how lovely. how tantalizing.. tempting.
shamsher's dick was getting out of control. ready to burst off any time.
disha held shamsher's hands and guided them to the depths of her chest.
she pressed them lightly.
"aahhh!" despite trying hard, shamsher couldnt held him back and sighed a heavy
moan. disha was now making the full use of shamsher's hands on her chest.
she was so rough as if she wanted to get rid of her boobs.
disha now was all over him. both chests were whispering to each other.
disha now climbed over him. both chests just whiskers apart. disha forced
opened shamshers both lips with her toungue. and guided it inside his mouth.
shamsher now could clearly hear her moaning. a hand was now creeping lower
and lower. to the depths of hell. to sin. and with a swift move the zip was opened.
