Chapter 22C - "The Trip" - The Driving (S)trip!!!!
For the SECOND time, Imran was glad to play the villain role as he casually began sliding my pallu off my shoulder with an insuppressible glee forming on his face in anticipation of things to follow! Not in any rush to carry on, he let my pallu dangle around my left elbow, with the saree still in place fully over my heaving tits, he came closer and whispered in my left ear, with nose rubbing my cheek, purposefully, gently nudging and rubbing my left cheek with his nose and at the sametime, rubbing my left thigh, over my saree, he gently whispered, ‘So, can we strip your sweaty blouse aunty?’ he asked, as his fingers were lazily toying with my upper arm, slipping inside the rather loose sleeve of my deep-orange blouse! I shuddered hearing his gentle taunt and just then also realised how the blouse is almost sticking to my back and sides as the AirCon was not working in that old Jeep and it was like a furnace inside even with all the 4 windows were down fully to let some air in!
‘Ssshh! be careful Imran, don’t forget that she is Police and you could get into a lot of trouble for what you are trying to do!’ Ajay said giggling as he leaned forwards and began rubbing his hand over my right thigh, over the saree.Lowering his voice suddenly, ‘but police or not, I’ve seen her butt naked in the bathroom, and She is so beautiful!, heavenly sight! that was!!’ partly talking to himself, seeing me blush, he reaching up closer to me with a grin and poured his affection by planting a proper kiss on my right cheeks! .
With Imran rubbing his nose on my left cheek and Ajay kissing my other cheek and their naughty hands on my thighs rubbing further and further up I shuddered in excitement!! Unable to contain, I brought my hands to caress their faces! I ran my left hand through Imran’s face letting my fingers feel the contours of his ear, while grabbing Ajay by his hair and pulling him closer with my other hand, enjoying how his lips smeared my right cheek!
Gently rubbing their faces I leaned back on that hot, old and by now ‘slippery-with-sweat’ leather backseat of the Jeep, closing my eyes with a smile, taking it all in ! While Imran’s left hand was feeling up my left thigh, his meandering right hand slipped right under my “@still-intact” pallu, landing on my fleshy bare-hip and not wasting even a moment, Grabbed my soft fleshy hip and gave a GOOD Squeeze! As I instantly straightened up with a jerk, letting out a sharp yelp, ‘Eeeei’ in response. Imran moved in closer and grabbed my left ear lobe with his lips and began swirling his tongue around it properly!!! I had ‘momentarily’ lowered my left hand to brush Imran’s hand off my hip, but as his tongue started LONG purposefully licks to the back of my ear, I found myself groaning aloud and took my left hand back to his face, stroking his ear, as my own ear was being luxuriously licked!
I was still siting upright from Imran’s poking at my hips. Noticing this, Ajay slipped his left hand behind me, while still busily playing with my saree pleats with his right hand I felt Ajay’s hand rubbing my lower back, along my spine. Both of us felt the general sweatiness of my bare skin, as he moved his hand up towards the base of my blouse, which by now is clinging to my skin. It’s turning out to be such a bad idea sitting in that immobile jeep with no AC in the sweltering heat, not to mention, wedged between two very horny strapping youngsters!!
Feeling my blouse from behind Ajay whispered in my right ear, still rubbing his face on to my cheek, ‘See how its sticking to you Aunty, it’s So hot in here, Allow me to take it off no?’ I grinned, leaning back a bit, trapping his hand, pressing myself a bit against the back-seat cushion, ‘AJAAYY, why are you so obsessed with my blouse??’ I asked, ‘Oh your blouse is just the starter Aunty, but I would LOVE to strip you fully naked! especially somewhere outside Aunty, seeing how so hyper-Shy you are!!, he said giggling, totally enjoying how I squirmed uneasily, as his hand crawled over my blouse from behind. With my hand on Ajay’s face still, I pinched his cheek nicely in response, ‘And WHAT makes you think I will allow you to do such a thing Ajay?’ and even as I finished the question, I knew the answer. Wide eyed, I looked at him in surprise, **‘OH WAIT, This is what you did to her? your miss ? You rascals slowly did THIS to her? (**unable to say, slowly seduced and stripped her) like this, now?’
To which he chuckled and nodded meaningfully and whispered with “mischief” written all over his face, ‘Yes, she was begging in shame to stop, but was thoroughly enjoying everything we did!! ’ and chuckled briefly ‘you seem 10 times more shy than her. it will be a LOT of FUN today aunty!!’ and was INSTANTLY rewarded with a weak PUNCH on his chest, as I burnt in shame. I squealed grinning, ‘Stop it Mister, DON’T GET IDEAS now OK?!! You rascal Ajay’ ! But ignoring the punch completely, he came closer and pecked my cheek with a quick kiss and responded ‘OH, you wouldn’t admit it in a million years Aunty, but You are loving this too!!! Else you wouldn’t have come to the backseat at all! The way you taught Imran how to do first gear! Uff…I am pretty sure, its only a matter of time, Imran and I will be pulling your panties from under your saree!’ he chuckled. I blushed in response and shouted, ‘You Rascal Ajay’ and annoyed at myself for playing right into their hands, ‘I am going to go now, OK? I won’t let you do to me what you guys did to your Miss’, I turned to give him a good slap in his cheek! but there was literally no intensity in that slap, nor was there any venom or anger in my own statement, Was just annoyed with myself at being so easy, for them!
Just then as I’d half turned to deal with Ajay, Imran’s hand on my left hip slipped further inside to reach my navel as he began to poke his index finger into my navel, gently.
I responded with a gasp and this time, bringing my hand below to push off Imran’s hand mumbling, ‘Stop it Imran, don’t!!’ As I turned my attention to Imran, using the distraction, Ajay’s other hand that was squeezing my right thigh, slipped up a bit more and his fingers slid through the Saree pleats to grab the inside of my right thigh. Giving it a good squeeze he pulled my right thigh, towards him, forcing me to part my legs wider and causally put his left leg over my roight thigh, gently pinning me down!
At the same time, Imran took a break from licking my ears and bringing his hand towards my tummy again, he whispered too in a husky voice, ’Why Aunty, Don’t you loved being touched here?’ as he asked he gently poked my navel again, making me shriek aloud now, as I went jumpy and slapped his hand and whispered back, ‘ye..eea.. b…ut . pllss… don’t do that Imran.. pl..ea..asse’ I said urgently, swallowing hard, turning to look at him, to shake my head indicating a NO.
Still pinning my parted leg with his, giving my inner thigh a good squeeze, allowing his fingers to venture as far down as he could possible, Ajay said, ‘Oh!! You have such a sensitive Navel and hips Aunty! Look at how you were literally DANCING when Imran grabbed your hip!! ’ he said giggling. Imran chimed in, ‘Yes Aunty, indeed, Shall I do it again?’ Not waiting for my confirmation, he dug his index and middle fingers properly into my hip to poke me again! I sat up yet again, screamed in an extremely shy voice, ‘Eeeeeeyyyyy Imran….!!!!! Stop it !!!!’ and slapped him by his wrist blushing furiously! Seeing that, Ajay gently caressed my cheeks, ‘You’re BEAUTIFUL Aunty, I just LOVE how your cheeks turn SO REDDDDD!!!’ Instantly, much as I wanted to avoid, my mind thought of that hapless Science teacher so properly seduced and stripped by these boys. I wondered if anyone stood a chance against such intense and well worked seduction on display here! I must admit, that compliment and their mix of gentle caresses and naughty pokes and prods has been turning me on So MUCH!! Ajay and Imran had no trouble understanding that thus far, they’ve been pushing the right buttons!!
Deciding to take it further, Ajay lowered his hand from my face to my neck, gently drawing a line with his index finger, tracing my nose, taking his time to rub my lips and slip down to my chin and neck, even as I closed my eyes and gasped, lowering his finger slowly down my neck all the way down until he reached my pallu! In a silky smooth move he gently grabbed and pulled down the saree pallu completely off my chest, dropping it in a bunch to let it rest on my lap. Exposing my ‘drenched-in-sweat’ blouse-clad tits and carelessly dangling Mangalsutra down my big cleavage and my sweaty midriff, in all its glory!
Imran came closer and whispered, ‘Aunty you look stunning by the way!!’ staring at my heaving boobs in blouse! I grabbed him by his chin and pushed his face away, blushing. but made no attempt to pull back my pallu or cover up. Watching them scan my tits with their unbridled animalistic-passion, “stripping me” with their EYES in unadulterated lust, was PROPERLY doing me in!!!!!
Finally, Unable to keep still, biting my lips, burning in shame, I brought my hands over my chest to cover my tits, grinning shyly, ‘What are you rascals staring at!??!!!’ Ajay-the-kisser, smiled and leaning forwards kissed the forearms of both my hands, one-by-one and muttering ‘beautiful aunty!!!’ he reached out and with his mouth grabbed by right hand index finger and began SUCKING at it properly. As I watched my finger disappear in his mouth bit by bit , sucked, licked and engulfed by his fleshy tongue, I groaned uncontrollably, in all it took was 6 seconds!! Continuing to lick, bringing his hands to grab my right elbow and he gently pulled my hand up, bit by bit. I had never felt my hand so ‘weightless’ before, in my life!
He gently pulled my right hand completely away from my tits and pulling it on to him, rubbing it with both his hands he carried on his attention to licking my fingers, moving to my middle finger now.. letting the rest of my fingers sprawl on to his face. Even with my eyes shut, I could feel my wet fingers rub against his budding moustache and my thumb graze against his tiny goatie beard!! Riding in the gentler pedestals of sedate refined pleasures of finger-love, which as the Ads say was indeed ‘FINGER-LICKING GOOD’, feeling irresistible I asked him, ‘Where did you learn to do this you rascal? ‘ and as he looked up at me, ‘Sssh… don’t tell me, I know’ I smiled shaking my head and closed my eyes slowly, wondering what ‘else’ the little bastards tried with their Teacher. And if its all in one session or in multiple sessions, the curiosity to know the back-story began building up within me - JUST as the waves of pleasure too built up within me due to all this CAREFUL and thorough licking of my fingers!!
Ignoring my interrogation, focussing on the work at hand ( literally, working my hand), Slipping his hand under MY right hand all the way down, to my very wet and sweaty armpit, he suddenly dug his index and middle finger all the way in my underarm and began poking and scratching me with his finger nails in quick flicks!!!. That was insanely ticklish and he enjoyed seeing me Jerk away with a shudder, squealing aloud ‘AAAAAWWWWW… Thhheeeeee… NOOOO’ in response !! I could hear Imran laugh seeing that, ‘Oh Ajay is right Aunty, You are hyper sensitive! Delicious and a great DANCER too!!!’ he said chuckling. I could only grunt and moan in response while normally any other time, he would have gotten a nice bashing!! but now I am yet-again “surrendering myself” to the moment. Even the uncomfortably oppressive heat was not in anyway hampering their progress on me! Imran too, getting the cue from Ajay, he began pulling my left hand away. from my chest, but not so slowly, Not so ceremoniously like Ajay. Contrastingly it was a rough pull and I felt my left palm rubbing his chest, over his T-shirt and allowed my fingers to spread and get a feel for his very fit and chiselled chest!!!
Ajay turned his attention to my pinkie finger now, drowning it fully in his mouth, making exaggerated slurping noises, while his devilish fingers lazily tickled my right underarm over my ‘soaking-wet-sweaty blouse’, occasionally digging his fingers in a good measure, satisfied in making me shudder at HIS WILL!! In fact, the deep truth is that I so loved to be played with like this, had fun with my body and NONE of this were in my husband’s agenda ever and I was just blessed with the most boring and briefest ever sex-life, so obviously, this kind of erotic moments presenting themselves seem like ‘gold dust’ in my life! Though events happening in my life of late, feels like a GOLD RAIN, rather !!
Holding my hand with focus on my fingers, Ajay deftly ran his other hand along my shoulder, tracing his fingers along my blouse’s neckline slowly. As his fingers brushed against my mangalsutra he gave it a good tug, and pulling his mouth out of my fingers, as I opened my eyes, looking right into my eyes he asked in a husky tone, as if reading my thoughts a few moments back, ‘Does Uncle love to play with these Aunty?’ as he asked, still looking at me right in my eyes. His fingers traced the contours of the mangalsutra, reaching towards the lowest point where it freely dangled between my tits and have it a quick tug , to remind himself triumphantly and me at the same time, that he is ‘officially’ handling a prohibited item! Moving his hand sideways to let his fingers wrap around my left breast giving it a gentle squeeze and then squeezing the right breast, he repeated his question, ‘THESE Auntyyyy?!, Does he play a lot with THESE?’ with a naughty smile and looked down at his own hand on my tits with a sense of achievement!! I couldn’t help but gasp aloud and lamely retort, ‘Ajaayyy! Pleasee, No… Don’t ask…’ in a meek tone, unable to even finish what I started, struggling for words, in emotional-turmoil, feeling a conflicting mix of guilt, betrayal, anger, impotency and my own self-pity and self-righteous entitlement for pleasure!
Even as I stumbled for words, he coaxed me, ‘Sssh.. its Ok Aunty, It’s OK Aunty, SSSShhhh!!’ As he spoke, he gently pulled my right hand OVER my head while with with his other hand, carried on palming and squeezing my tits nicely, milking the moment (IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE)!!! Recovering a bit, by now, I said grinning, with that naughty smile returning back to me as well, ‘Its OK Ajay, you can stop squeezing them now’ and giggled looking down at my tits! He laughed too, muttering yet again ‘but this a beautiful pair Aunty’, and he came closer, pausing abdruptly at mid-sentence and took a big sniff at my sweaty blouse, right at my underarm, closing his eyes, apparently enjoying the moment. Unable to hide my embarrassment, I shouted, ‘Dirty rascal!!! Stop it Ajay’ in a screechy voice, cringing in shame… As I tried to bring my hand down to swat him off, he held it by my elbow and put his other hand on my lips and in a dramatic way, ‘SSSSSSSHHHHH Aunty! Enjoying it right? As I said, you are so beautiful when you are shy! We are just beginning here with you, You are in the process of becoming shame shame puppy shame in front of us’ Imran laughed aloud repeating ‘haha puppy sham ! yes Auntyyy…’ and pulled my other hand also up and over my head pinning me, quickly poked my navel, pushing his finger DEEP!! Seeing me Jerk my hips in shock at the suddenness of that move and GASP, he whispered too in utter fascination, ‘Ajay’s right, this is BEAUTIFUL, all of it, your reactions, your beauty, your sensitivity, All of it Aunty!!’ I moaned and shook my hips in response left and right, arching my upper body, groaning, ‘Immm….rrrrraaaaaaaaaaannn…..’’ , biting my lips, unable to face either of them, in shame, l turned my head away, shutting my eyes, feeling my cheeks burn red in embarrassment, feeling my panties COMPLETELY Soaked in sweat earlier and now with my own juices!!!!
I tried to clamp my thighs together but the little-rascal Ajay still had my right leg parted and pinned in place by resting his own leg over mine!!. As I tried to move my left leg closer to the right, Imran noticed that and momentarily removed his hand from my navel to grab my left thigh, parting it wider even more , planted his own leg over my thigh and laughed - which sounded like an ‘evil grin’, making me compare him to a movie villain the second time, that afternoon!! With that evil-grin fading slowly, he returned his attention back to my tummy. Not in any rush to erotically assault my navel he began POKING my hips and the sides of my fleshy tummy playfully, with his long index finger and its sharp nail at the tip of it, and enjoyed my reactions. Seeing me jump, gasp and jerk screaming in embarrassed, resigned laughters and especially my pleas to STOP turned him ON even more!! When I screamed in pleasure, at the receiving end of that merciless ticklish pokes and pleaded ‘Ple..ahhaa…aassee .. Im..mmm..rraaan… Sttooopp… plleaa..ase!!’ his mind related that to several ways I subdued him in their previous attempts to seduce me before, like the stinging slaps he received during the previous visit or just how he had his balls molested and to this day being mocked by Ajay for it! The very thought of these made him feel like somehow getting-even with me but not hurting me in the process! Seeing me haplessly plead for him to stop as he poked around my sensitive weakspots around my navel!! it was JUST simply driving him wild as he relished my every plea and jerk and shudder and it was causing his monster of a cock to go crazy, twitching and straining non-stop in his trousers. As he sat sideways to press my leg down over his, in fact his mammoth hard on began POKING my lower left hip over my saree!!!
Though he clearly could see that my body says different things to what my mouth did, encouraged by those ‘implicit’ signals he carried on his leisurely attack on my most-sensitive zone, taking time and care to make sure I went UTTERLY crazy :) As he began to slowly draw a circle with his finger nail tracing the rim of my navel, a big rush of another squirt of juice flowed from within me!! Unable to clamp my thighs as I normally would, jutting out my groin up in the air in response instead, I screamed, ‘Don’t!!! You rascal Imraaan, Stop it pleaase’. Shaking my head, drowning in ‘pleasure tsunami’, as his finger entered my navel all the way in, scratching very lightly the most sensitive base with his finger nail. He intensified his moves, seeing how I began shaking through-and-through to the core!! Also, with my legs parted still, I was mighty frustrated at not being able to rub my thighs together, to press down my pussy lips. Imran continued to explore the ‘holy grail of my pleasure highway’ by gently, very gently scratching the insides of my navel with his finger-nails, waiting to see my responses, observing and learning very fast, applying and intensifying those moves that would make me shudder all over - REPEATEDLY, ignoring my “now-constant” begging to stop, as being assaulted so sensually by his SHARP FINGERNAIL inside my hyper sensitive navel, so erotically was too much to handle for me, and I was as I am uncontrollably flooding down below now!! #
While Imran was having his own party, playing with merrily with my navel, Ajay has been busy too, grabbing, squeezing and mauling at my tits like a kid-in-candy store! Soon, he reached forward to kiss my nose - his trademark - I understood, by now, an indication that he is going to shift into next-gear of naughtiness - keeping up with the driving theme! I wondered what the heck would it be now, and looked down, to see his fingers slipped down to the base of my blouse and while still holding my right elbow pinned down with his left hand, he began unhooking the bottom hook of my blouse. ‘Ajaayyyy!’ I screamed in shame looking at him fumbling with the hook, realizing that he is on course to stripping me now as he’d intended!!! ignoring my screams he grinned at me, when he eventually managed to unhook the last hook and claimed ONE ! and as I felt the sweaty blouse loosen up a bit around me, with a big grin he ran his fingers along my face, adjusting my hair in place. The hair was matted and stuck to my face and cheek, all out of place as I had been sweating through and through, thanks to the oppressive 38 degrees of heat inside that car with no AC at mid-afternoon!!! and quickly bringing his hand down he announced TWO freeing me up a BIT MORE, while I still went though the hyper-buzz of pleasurable navel scratch administered by Imran at the same time!
He lowered his face cocked it sideways to take in the view of the brown bra that was exposed as my loosened yellow blouse bottom was gaping open now! ‘Wow brown ! nice choice aunty!’ he mocked even as I jerked my hip, facing the fresh poke from Imran, shaking my head to Ajay in a fresh wave of shame realizing EXACTLY what it is Ajay saw and is commentating now!! All I could manage was a meek ‘Rascal’ with a shy grin and red-cheeks as the boys were hell-bent on slowly, very slowly, bit-by-bit take away my modesty!! It was excruciating yet deep within, my body has been so thoroughly betraying me, as my own soaking wet panty was offering testament to anyone who cared to find out - didn’t realize at the time, that item will be in spotlight too very soon!!!
Just as I sat break-dancing, disco-dancing, belly-dancing, doing my own version of ‘shakira-shakira’ in response to Imraan’s torments with his needle-sharp fingernails, Ajay’s hand suddenly slipped UNDER the blouse to grab my left breast right over the soft bra cup and as I looked up at him a bit surprised, what he did next JOLTED me! He reached forwards at the same time and planed his lips RIGHT over the blouse where my now stiff and taut right nipple was and RIGHT over the blouse and bra began PROPERLY licking it…making the whole region wet as I screamed more in surprise and shock than anything else at this sudden move! Thanks to his ‘expert handling’ and the prolonged ‘milking-session’ he had prepped up both my tits well, very well, to the point where both my nipples have become HYPER ERECT and stiff, challenging the stiffness of Imran’s tool that is pushing my lower-hip with vigour!
As he began to suck my right breast over my blouse, Ajay had NO TROUBLE in spotting the nipple and he he began to Gently NIBBLE at it! At the same time Imran intensified his drilling exploration of my navel and at this rate he might even find OIL down there!!! It was all getting too much as I groaned aloud consumed in throes of passion, feeling my stiff nipple munched in slow motion by Ajay’s teeth, sinking into it right over the blouse and bra while at the same time Imran swirling his index finger pushing it as far down as it could go into my navel, poking and prodding, fingering my navel mercilessly, was proving all too much for me.. as I felt a huge build up of pleasure wave from within, as my body stiffened up all over and I realized the welling up of a Huge climax or dam-break to ensue any second!
And as I began to Jerk stopping my groans, biting my lips**, c**ontorting my face, ‘PUFF’, all the actions vanished abruptly!!! All the stimulations stopped abruptly!! Suddenly neither Ajay, nor Imran seemed like interested in me anymore! They stopped touching me and watched me in fascination as I went through a serious of frustrating moments of my well-deserved monumental ‘release’ snuffed out of me, just like that, just like a flick of a switch!! As I breathed more and more slowly, I tried to compose myself, but invariably, I was FUMING from within. I could feel my chest rise and fall erratically for a long while as I tried to collect my thoughts with the eyes shut still, realising what had just happened! Only thing I couldn’t figure out yet was if they did that intentionally or not!
As I finally managed to open my eyes, both pairs of eyes were keenly scanning me back! Imran asked gently, ‘Are you OK aunty?’ sounding dead serious. Ajay chimed in, ‘We were worried aunty, as it looked something’s happened to you’ I looked at them both coldly, as it was crystal clear that they were both hell-bent on taking me for a ride and acting innocent , trying to demonstrate “delayed gratification” lessons to me. The Bastards were probably watching too much Internet content!!! was my immediate thought and they knew very well that I wouldn’t be admitting to them that I was just about to climax and won’t confront them on why they just stopped all of a sudden!
“The Bastards” , I cursed them again, as I realized that they HAD ME where they wanted me to be! I realized that I am already CRAVING for their intense petting to carry on, in “muted desperation”!! This is a cruel game to play, but determined not to fold down, I sat back in the seat and looked at them one by one, before asking in a calm voice hiding my irritation, ‘Ajay, Imran, any plans of releasing my hands? or should I remain like this forever?’
‘Oh…haha… sorry Aunty, we didn’t realize at all! sorry sorry, in just a minute’ Ajay said nearly succeeded in fooling me into believing the sincerity in his statement! As I looked at him sharply, ‘what do you need another minute for?’ he shrugged back in a matter of fact way, ‘Oh just to strip your blouse Aunty and then we’ll release you..’ with a giggle he ran his hand on my blouse along my chest, between my tits, and not giving me a chance to speak , he reached forward and planted a proper kiss on my lips! Imran whistled seeing how my eyes widened instantly as I felt Ajay’s lips press against my lower lip and began munching my lower lip slowly, giving it a gentle pull! Honestly, I have to admit, that kiss was explosive!! restarted my engines and pulled the derailed tram back on track - Still keeping up with the Driving theme (lol)
While the kiss was underway, he undid the remaining two hooks - SLOWLY - taking his time, letting his fingers spread inside the blouse after each hook’s undone, to make me aware of his fingers feeling up my naked cleavage and the outline of the bra cups!!! As he busied himself with the last hook, Imran, not wanting to be outdone, spotted how I sat still with my legs parted and without warning slipped his hand right under the saree pleats to Feel my groin over the dress!
I MOANED and Jerked through the kiss, as I felt Imran’s hand reach for my very swollen puffed up pussy lips! I could feel his fingers trying to trace the contours of my pussy lips under the multiple layers of clothing I had on, the saree, the petticoat and my now horribly wet panties. He realized that he succeeded too, to an extent, judging from my wild shudders and jerks and shakes of my hips and increased decibel levels of my moans and groans, drowned well by Ajay’s kiss. AJAY-THE-KISSER delivers, yet again!! I wasn’t sure about the sound-proofing of the Jeep that we are in, but the sound-proofing provided by Ajay’s lips, would challenge any of those fancy mufflers from reputed car-makers!!!
Despite my groans effectively muffled and drowned by that Epic Kiss(!) , I found myself firing up on all cylinders! ( you get the idea - the driving theme still! ) as I shook my lower body uncontrollably- thanks to the naughty rascal Imran’s fingers pressing, rubbing, tracing my pussy lips over my saree. With both their legs pressing down my thighs, tightly holding me in position, ensured my legs are still parted wide, making it impossible to pull them back! Imran’s left hand rubbing my pussy and Ajay’s lips were doing a FINE-JOB of amping my pleasure levels up to the dizzying heights, back again!!
Just as this was driving me to the levels of delirium, Ajay’s fingers began peeling my blouse off my right breast first and then the left, momentarily letting the wet and sweaty blouse to dangle by the sides of my tit! He took his time feel my bra cups with his fingers, running all over, claiming the FIRST-FEEL of my tits without the blouse. Just as his fingers were getting familiar with my bra cups, feeling their softness, his darting tongue pushed itself into my mouth to say invite my tongue for a swirl-dance inside my mouth!!!
That move alone would have definitely thrown Ravi - “my husband”, way out of this league that the Ajay and Imran are in!!! That kiss and that tongue-duet will be something that will be etched forever within me!!! Eventually, I found the blouse being pulled upwards over my shoulder on the right side, up to my elbow with the hand still up, and as before, following Ajay’s cue, Imran halted the naughty-proceedings at my groin momentarily and moved his hand to pull my blouse from the left side too.. all the way to my left elbow and just then, as I was leaning fully back on the seat’s backrest, they found it a somewhat difficult to pull the blouse off my back as I sat pressing against it.
But this is a non-issue for the ever-resourceful Imran, as he quickly lowered his hand and when I least expected, pointing his index finger in the shape of a sharp weapon he began to poke my navel without any warning! Those sharp jabs of deep drilling pokes in quick succession as he darted his finger IN and OUT , IN and OUT in repeated sequence made me Sit JOLT UPRIGHT and my shocked scream was YET AGAIN muffled out effectively by Ajay-the-kisser’s potent kiss that’s still underway!!! The only evidence of it even occurring was how I jerked and shook violently and how Imran guffawed aloud as he carried on fingering my navel, LOVING every nanosecond of it!!
As I sat up, through my struggles I felt Ajay slip my blouse up and out over my elbows of my raised hands and as he now hand both hands free, still kissing, he reached up to quickly tie my blouse around my wrist and finally pulled away from my kiss… letting his hands drag slowly along my right hand, rubbing my naked wet armpit, lazily scratching it along the way, moving away from me a bit, he looked at me with an INTENSE Smile and mouthed ‘beautiful’- seeing me huff and puff, recovering from that epic kiss
Imran finally pulling out his finger out of my navel, reached forward and pecked my lips and whispered, ‘I know we have been naughty rascals Aunty, but you are irresistibly beautiful and inviting!’ I nodded at him, with a slight smile, still ‘panting’! They both moved away from me giving me space, releasing their hold. Pulling my legs closer, sitting up, I lowered my hands finally and as I brought my hands down to my lap, I couldn’t help but grin at the careless knot around my wrists with my own blouse. I turned to Ajay and asked with a big grin, ‘What the hell is this?’ He chuckled too, as he came closer and toying with my bra strap on my right shoulder, slipping his hand in, giving it a lazy tug, replied, ‘ Haha… Just want to know if you like being tied up Aunty?’ he asked and with a sudden seriousness looked at me intensely..
I looked at him back uncertainly, and responded with an awkward laughter - ‘WHAT? NO… no.. not now certainly!’ He caressed my sweaty matted hair on my head and running his hand to my chin, ‘Thank you Aunty! Not now of course, But Later yes’ and with a big grin, reached forward to kiss me at the ‘bridge’ of my nose quickly and pulling back he quickly untied the blouse from my wrists, taking it away! I put out an exaggerated reaction of suffering from pain and rubbed my wrists as they both laughed at that. As Imran rubbed my back and sides, i watched Ajay took his time sniffing at my blouse that is fully drenched in sweat. I slapped Ajay’s thigh HARD, feeling embarrassed and yelled at him, ‘How can you be so cheap and dirty? I thought I knew you! RASCAL!’ seeing him put my blouse over his face covering it up, as if its a prized possession!
With a mock yelp and a giggle, Ajay adjusted the blouse on his face and tied it like a Turban around his head! Shaking my head dismissively, growling at him, ‘you fit-for-nothing Dog’ with a grin, I tried to reach for it shamefully, unable to bear seeing the degrading sight of my blouse being handled like a trophy by him. As I lunged, expecting that all day long, Ajay jumped off to the corner of the seat, managing to avoid my hand!!
As I was fully turned facing Ajay, I felt Imran’s hand run through my back as he began playfully pulling at my bra strap, hooking his fingers inside. I moved back, pushing his hand off me shouting, Imraaaaan!!’ blushing a fresh shade of red!! As I forcefully grabbed his hand pulling it away from me and placed it on HIS lap, I spotted it again! I spotted his ‘TentKotta’ , that massive raging-hardon in his trouser, yet again! There it was, that shifting and moving boner, dancing in his trouser! and he called me a DANCER sometime ago, I thought to myself with a grin and I quicklyyyyyy (!!!) - well, as quickly as I could! shifted my gaze away from it and forced to look outside.
Just then when the next few seconds passed by with some semblance of quietness returning, we all heard a loud thud to the left of the car, on the passenger door, closest to Imran! As I turned to check it out, through the fully open window, I could see a boy running towards us. Within seconds it became apparent that it was the cricket ball that had hit the jeep and the Boundary fielder was running towards us to fetch it!! Feeling instant panic, I gathered the pallu on my lap to quickly cover up and thanked my starts that the saree’s not a transparent one, as I just in time managed to pull it around my right shoulder to give ‘Sarojini-Naidu’esque pose covering up, modest and epitome of culture! Just to add to the mix, the boy, who seemed only a year or two younger than these 2 sitting next to me, spotted Imran in the Jeep and throwing the ball back to the waiting team, ran up to the jeep and exchanged greetings with Imran, excitedly - at first seeing his friend then, suspiciously at the setup of 3 people seated at the back of the jeep in a very hot day. Imran sent him off quickly, ‘Go on Syed, all the others are waiting for you! GO Go Go!’ He nodded utterly unconvinced, turning back to look at us every few feet once, as he went back to take position at the boundary line, to field! But I can clearly see that, eaten alive by curiosity, he kept looking in our direction once every few seconds.
I announced, ‘We must get going guys! Look how he keeps checking out in this direction!’ But in response, I heard Imran call me out, ‘But Auntyyy!!!’ in a soft voice. I turned to him, remindnig myself to look at his FACE and NOT elsewhere, ‘yes Imran?’ He asked in an innocent voice, ‘ Where is my gift Aunty? Ajay alone got his present’ I looked at him confused, ‘what do you mean?’ Still with a very serious face he pointed to the blouse tied around Ajay’s head!!! ‘OH Come ON!!!’ I said shaking my head! laughing, feeling the return of the naughty air among us again.. as this request did NOT sound normal at all! Looking at him suspiciously, with raised eye brows, ‘So out with it? what is in your mind?’
Imran grinned and in SLOW, MEASURED words repeated, ‘You must be OUT WITH IT’ Aunty! as he said he slipped his hand grabbing my waist and sliding it up behind me to give my bra another quick pull! I slapped his hand not able to shout too loud as when I turned to look at Imran, right behind him in my line of sight, I could see what must have been the red-shirt wearing boy whom Imran addressed as ‘Syed’. I could see the boy completely now lost interest in cricket and has been looking in this direction only, all curious.
‘No way you fool Imran! Your friend Syed is looking at us all the time. See for yourself! We should go from here now! Listen to me!’ I spoke words of wisdom to a silly determined youngster and as expected, it made ZERO sense to him. Imran turned to check and we both could see his friends shouting and yelling at him for missing a catch that came his way, because he was not paying attention at the game and was trying to see what’s going on here!!
Imran giggled, ‘OH Aunty, ignore him. I know Syed, he is a stupid boy. In any case, he can’t see anything from there. Don’t worry!’ as he said he tried to reach for my bra again from my covered up pallu, but this time I was prepared and I quickly swatted his hand away! ‘Stop it Imran’ and shook my head firmly.
The wise-man Ajay spoke after a long silence ( long is all relative here!!!) , ‘Hey Imran. Don’t do that. That stupid fellow Syed is always looking here. He will be able to see if WE strip Aunty off her bra. Don’t make her topless! She is already so shy, aren’t you?’ he said rubbing my bare shoulder slipping his hand under my pallu as he did, gently! Nodding lightly Still looking at Ajay’s when I spoke, pushing his hand away from my shoulder, ‘He is right Imran, DON’T! You always listen to your friend Ajay right?’
Ajay nodded and unperturbed, as I pushed his hand away, brought his hand back to rub my right thigh over the saree, with that naughty glint and mischief suddenly FILLING his face all-over, ‘That’s right Imran, that’s why, you should ask Aunty for her panties as your gift! She can take it off even if Syed’s watching from there! He can’t see anything!’ he said while gently stroking his own erection over his trouser! I began to scream in shock, but quickly lowered my voice, for the fear of not wanting to attract that boy’s attention and HISSED ,’Stop talking rubbish AJAY you MORON!!!’ and tried to muster ALL my ANGER in my face!!
I felt Imran’s hand on my shoulder as he whistled again, ‘Ahhhh! my good friend Ajay, this sounds like a BRILLIANT IDEA! You are right Aunty, I ALWAYS listen to my friend Ajay! Come on, take it off now! I want my gift! Do you want us to help you? Happy to!’ he said giggling
Pushing his hand away from my shoulder ‘Noooo, stop it Imran’ I said even as that familiar sensation of panic set inside me, realising slowly that these scoundrels are potentially really meaning this!!! Just as I feared, Ajay sprung into action swiftly as he reached forwards to grab my saree around my ankles, announcing, ‘My good friend Imran, kindly tackle Auntyjee’s hands!!’ I squealed a ‘NOOOOOOO…’ perhaps louder than I intended..as I could see now Syed moving more and more to position himself to get a better view through the front windshield as he could ‘sense’ something naughty is UP, but at the same time, wanted to keep it a secret to not want his teammates to know about it and ruin it for all! Quite a dilemma to face as a youngster.
Unaware of young Syed’s mental turmoil, Ajay swiftly hiked my saree by the pleats, gathering my petticoat along with it all the to my knees as I whispered, ‘Ajay hey rascal, please DON’T’ in a panicked plea, as Imran’s hands held mine, although am as strong as he is, if not, stronger and more than capable of putting him down, the circumstances and his constant naughty pokes to keep me distracted and my main intention was not hurting either of them- meant Imran was having no troubles whatsoever keeping my hands at bay, even as I manged to free from his grasps and pull the saree down a couple of times my 2 hands were NO MATCH for their 4 naughty hands and very soon I could sense Ajay’s hands snaking inside my saree and petticoat as I struggled, shuffling and moving, trying to deter his advances
All it took was another 20 seconds and both his hands now slipped under my saree and petticoat and were casually rubbing my thighs, feeling the wetness due to the sweat, slipping and sliding upwards! - UP they went to their target definitively while poor Syed, prayed for the opposition to hit another boundary or sixer while I too begged and prayed Ajay to STOP, as it felt Hyper Awkward being stripped like this, WATCHED by a keen spectator from the distance!!!
As I pleaded, ‘Imran I will do what you asked for, but lets go from here ? please? AJAY listen to me no? ‘ I felt Ajay’s fingers on my panty crotch!! Whoa… AUNTY… YOUR PANTIES ARE SOAKING WET! YOU SHOULD REMOVE IT RIGHT NOW’ he announced! Shouted Very loudly on purpose, Intentionally, just so, syed could hear just enough too!! I Hissed back.. in a loud hoarse whisper, ‘Stop Shouting Ajay!!!!’ and I could notice the boy looking here so restlessly now!! His suspicions confirmed now.. he has NEVER hated cricket so much in his life!
‘Oh come ON Aunty! It’s all a bit of fun! ‘announcing, he hooked all his fingers into the WET elastic waistband from the front, slipping it in generously**, letting the back of his fingers rub against my wet pussy lips,** grinned a naughty smile and as I sat crouched forwards to fend him, he reached forward and planted a quick kiss on my neck , whispering, ‘it feels beautiful’ as he moved his fingers letting them slide across from left to right, feeling them pass through the ridge at the middle of my pussy lips ! I gasped and in response, naturally clamped my thighs shut, trapping his fingers inside.
He chuckled announcing, ‘Both Imran and I here, love a bit of a challenge. Don’t we Imran?’ Imran nodded, grinning, showing his teeth from ear to ear as I looked at him concerned and whispered, ‘Come ON guys.. PLEASE’ as my cheeks burned in embarrassment already at how they had me cornered and made me plead like this…and worst of it all, I seem to be friggin thoroughly turned on by it all!!!! every passing second when I observed syed straining to catch a bit of action, my heart skipped a beat and my yet own pleasure meter would spike up at the same time!
While I managed to trap Ajay’s right hand between my thighs, he slipped his left hand around my right hip and slipping his fingers inside the panty elastic, began pulling it down. He gave it a forceful YANK, pulling the panty down to my right thigh from the side! That made me Scream in shock, ‘Ajayyy… you rascal’ and Syed was getting desperate.. as he could now clearly hear me squeal. He tried to pull more, but realized that since I am sitting on it, he was having trouble stripping me and unable to suppress his laughter he turned to Imran, ‘Full freedom my friend, do what is needed for the noble mission!! Aunty’s panty is stuck in her buttocks and she thinks she can hold on to it by SITTING’ he said GRINNING, enjoying the way I cringed in response.
‘AYE AYE Captain’ replied Imran guffawing and as I sat crouched with my back to him, he easily pulled up my pallu, exposing the brown bra and within seconds grabbed the base of it with BOTH his hands and Unclasped it in a smooth movement!! As he began to slide his big hand on my bare back, that had the intended effect as I sat back up, screaming, ‘Imran you idiot! What are you doing?’ shouting in annoyance and shame. As I sat up, trapping his hand, feeling the loosened bra, Imran quickly grabbed my left hand and planted it right on his mammoth erection and seeing that it was Ajay’s turn to Whistle and he shouted ,’YES THATS IT IMRAN, You can drive the car now Aunty, First, second, third gear yes’ he said laughing aloud, loving his own joke, even as I wrapped my fingers around his tool absently, before realizing what I’d just done and pulling it off.
But that moment of distraction was enough for Ajay to pull his trapped right hand out from between my thighs and he slipped it to the right and gave the panty elastic a Good Tug and the panty slipped down all the way to my mid thigh both from the front and the sides and was still stuck at the crotch and behind.
As I pulled my hand back from Imran’s toolset, with both his hands free he quickly began tickling me by poking my waist non-stop in quick Jabs, making me scream , jump and jerk! With Every Jump and Jerk, Ajay managed to pull the panty slowly bit by bit, ignoring my screams and pleads and yelled out expletives
Deciding to go in for the kill, Imran brought his index finger, with his palm facing up at the sky, slipping the finger all the way inside my navel began fingering me.!!! While struggled to make sense of it and pushed his hand off my tummy, I felt Ajay’s hand instead of pulling my panty down, reached up and grabbed my naked pussy, giving it a GOOD Squeeze! That made me squeal in shock and in that moment of daze, before I could make sense of what’s happening. Imran slipped his hand under the pallu and through the side slipped his hand under the left bra cup to feel my naked tits for the first time!! As I looked at him in shock, grabbing his hand to try and pull it out, shaking my head a big NO… he grinned and as our eyes met he gave my left under-boob a Good Squeeze inside the now-loosened bra cup!! letting his fingers sprawl to feel my stiff nipple and just as he began to toy with it, I managed to PULL his hand out of my bra cup, squealing, shaking, shuddering, dancing all over, rambling, ‘IMRAAAN, AJAAAY….Nooo..STOPP’ while my own body betrayed me, as Ajay could confirm, from his Wet fingers from my fresh load of juices flowing as a RIVER! While I shuffled around, fighting to fend off Imran’s hands, despite feeling up my pussy lips with one hand, Ajay managed to slip my panty from under me with his other hand at the same time and had it already bunched up around my lower thigh!
Unable to contain his fascination Ajay shouted, ‘Hey Imran, You SHOULD see Aunty’s inside - here man!! oh.. so sloppy wet she is !! Oh but before that, OPEN SESAME!!! YOUR GIFT IS READY IMRAN’ as he said it both Imran and I watched my totally totally wet “all-twisted” yellow panty emerge from beneath my saree that was bunched up to my knees! Imran shouted ‘NO WAYYY , You’re a fashion super star Aunty, yellow panties matching yellow blouse!!’ and jumped to grab at it… while at the same time I lunged forward to grab at it too with both my hands just in time as Ajay began pulling it down below my knees. ‘No Ajayyyy .please don’t!!! let it go!! ‘ I whispered as I crouched down clamping my legs tight in a last ditch effort to delay the inevitable. As I lay couched fully, desperately fighting to keep the panties On me, Imran sat back and admiring my full naked shapely upper-back. With the Bra unclasped, the back fully bare, he began SLOWLY running his hands all over my back, as I engaged in arm wrestle for my panty with Ajay.
AJAY was in NO RUSH to pull down my panty, and let me hold on to it, relishing the naughty tug of war, even letting me pull it back up to mid thigh again.. especially seeing what his friend has been upto behind me. Running his hands along my naked upper back Imran gently slipped his hands to my sides to reach inside the loosened bra cups and GRABBED my soft titties!!!! Just then, at the cricket match it was yet another boundary but the ball rushing our way and syed was happily chasing it well after the boundary and what’s more it was winning runs for the opposition and he has never been happier loosing! Stopping the ball quickly before it hits the Jeep, throwing it back quickly , he reached up to the jeep as quietly as he could to take a quick look and what he spotted made him freeze. Of the three of us, only Imran spotted him and while Milking my tits and he signalled Syed to be quiet!
While screaming, ‘STOP IT YOU RASCAL IMAN, PLEASE’ turning to Ajay, ‘Ajay Let it go no.. please?’ I was exasperated fighting two naughty-battles at once! As he saw what’s happening Syed moved closer to the window quietly to get a better view. He could get a glimpse of the side view of my milky white breasts as Imran hungrily began playing with my nipples.. tweaking them under the loosened bra cups with both his hands… As he squeezed my tits he turned to look at syed with some kind of victorious glee. Pride ran through his face all over, seeing the shocked and jealous look on Syed’s face!
‘Its OK aunty, stop fighting ! let it go !!’ said Ajay noticing the shadowy figure next to the window…I shouted back in a very embarrassed voice, ‘NOOO… Nowayyy… let it go now AJAY PLEASE!!! ‘Listen to me! Not here please.’ even as I said, Imran pulled his hands out of my tits and dug into my hips from both sides and began TICKLING ME mercilessly. I had no choice but to jerk around and jump to sit up and LET GO of my grip on my panties, unable to contain and Hold OFF the rascal Imran after a mere few seconds , even as I shouted in vain , ‘STOP IT you RASCAL IMRAN’
JUST as I shouted sitting up, I spotted Syed standing right outside the window, and my bra cups completely loosened, exposing my tits partially and my panties being slipped OUT of my ankles!! I watched both Ajay and Imran did NOTHING to ask him to go away as Ajay leisurely passed my soaking wet panty over to Imran. Imran carefully felt it, in fascination and smelt for a good measure too as I looked away in disgust…and he thrusted it in his pocket and turned to look at me even as I quickly snapped back the bra hook securely**, eaten alive in shame, pulling back the pallu to cover up, all the while, as the new guy Syed watched me still in disbelief, unable to believe his LUCK!!**
As Imran finally seemed to have had ‘ENOUGH FUN’ toying around with my panties and pocketed it, I repeated yet again to them, ‘You guys had your fun. Now can we GO?’ staring right at Syed, as I asked.
‘Oh Aunty come on. Don’t tell me you didn’t have any fun at all?’ Imran pulled out the panty quickly, ‘why is this so wet then?’ I cringed and looked away. Ajay snapped quickly, ‘Ah good point my dear friend, good point indeed! I felt how so wet Aunty has been down there.’ and stopped abruptly. ‘Oh come on Aunty, Not fair! All the good things are happening ONLY for Ajay! I want to see it too! SHOW ME!’ started Imran. ‘WHAT?’ I shouted back, pointing at the boy standing outside.
‘Stop being foolish’ I squealed, already in desperate need of a ‘PROPER SESSION’ to appease my burning desires now and desperately wanted to go HOME or anywhere else but here! Ajay sensed my restlessness and added in a low voice, ‘Its alright Aunty, we both know Syed and he can be trusted. Besides, if you do not listen, he might shout to call all his friends to say that there is someone here with NO BLOUSE and NO PANTIES’ he said in a serious voice but ended up grinning.
I watched syed nodding at us furiously even as I shouted ‘SHUT UP AJAY’ and turned to tell ‘Hey Syed, go back now OK?’ and he didn’t move an inch… and let his sight drop down to my hip and further down my crotch BOLDLY! That alone made me uneasy. Ajay began raising my saree once again slowly, whispering now, ‘Do it Aunty, it will be FUN! Let him WATCH’ as he said, turning to Syed with a Wink. As he hiked the saree up to the knee, I swatted his hand off, shouting, ‘NO please don’t do this AJAY. Can you not go SYED?’ I looked around, and all three of the boys looked back at me EAGERLY!
Chuckling, Ajay very patiently started pulling my saree up again, this time, all the way to mid thigh BIT by BIT, as my heart raced and I breathed fast! SYED was not wasting time and he PEEPED his head in through the window close to Imran to get a better ‘view’ . Seeing his face and his expressions at my exposed thighs I held Ajay’s hands which were holding my saree on both sides and I whispered in meek hopeless tone , ‘ph..l.e..eeea..aaase.. Aj..aay’ while the helplessness and the vulnerability of the situation made me burn from head to toe in horniness beyond my wildest dream. I could sense, as much as I would die right now in shame, equally, if not, more, I would explode in the most intense of climaxes , if it arrived!!!
As I stopped him, he waited patiently for me to loosen his grip and as he expected a long impasse, to break the stalemate I relented and loosened my grip and Ajay whispered a ‘Thank you’ and hiked my saree all the way UP! bit by bit, UP to my crotch!!
I sat with my thighs clamped together tightly, but even so, at the first sight of my exposed crotch, unable to bear the shame, I pulled down the saree and closed my eyes tight and squealed..’ NOoooooo’ Imran put his arms around my shoulder and squeezing my shoulders gently, ‘its OK aunty, you don’t have to do it if you don’t like it. Stop it Ajay. Don’t. HEY Syed, OFF you go!’ he shouted at Syed in a threatening tone.
Just as Syed started to run back, Ajay signalled him to stop and whispered, ‘Aunty’ are you sure you can’t do this? You’ve already done it almost! and I promise Syed will not tell anyone and you won’t even see him ever again! Make his day no? he has waited so long. He didn’t enjoy his cricket match too because of us! And who knows Aunty, you might LIKE it, all of it! you will only know when you try it once right? ‘
As he spoke, he patted my cheeks and made sure I opened my eyes to see him and syed and took his hands off my saree, fully and told syed to come inside. Syed opened the front passenger door and jumped in to wedge his face between the seats and looked at me up close and first thing he said in an excited voice , ‘THANK YOU AUNTY . YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. Never seen someone as beautiful as you are here!!’
I smiled and blushed and responded meekly, ‘Thank you Syed’ ! Imran poked my hip bringing me back to reality’ as I was a bit lost at his sweet remarks, ‘so what are we waiting for then! go on Aunty’ he added, as he carried on squeezing my hip gently! Seeing a gleaming ink pen from Syed’s shirt pocket Ajay reached out pulling it out from his pocket. ‘Oooow.. Nice Fountain Pen Syed. Is it New?’ he asked slowly opening it. ‘Yes, its brand new, haven’t filled ink yet. Just bought it today’ he said proudly, but not understanding the relevance of it. Not only him, but all the rest of us were equally confused too as we watched Ajay open the lid of the pen while Imran lazily pinched and played with my hip an I sat thighs clamped shut with the saree and petticoat bunched up to mid thigh, otherwise covered up in my pallu proerly around.
With the open pen nib’s sharp end in sight, Ajay announced, ‘Watch now Syed, Aunty here is a walking poetry. You can write Poems on her just by touching her with a pen! See this’ as he looked a bit puzzled, he brought the pen’s tip moving the pallu to one side, baring my midriff fully, began drawing a line from the base of the bra cups slowly down towards my navel, taking his time. As he expected, I sat back and inevitably began breathing heavier and gasped as the pen began to circle around the RIM of my deep navel. As I opened my eyes back in a slit, I could see SYED’s Mouth PROPERLY OPEN!!! As I watched him, the Pen slipped right into my navel and the sharp tip began scratching and poking my navel! I let out a loud gasp and as he began playing with my navel pushing and poking my navel with the sharp object, I groaned and moaned in pleasure. Slowly as he carried on playing with my navel, he grabbed my right hand holding the saree and pulled it up a bit, guiding me and hinting me to lift the saree up.
As I watched Syed scanning me, having the time of his life, feeling UTTERLY SLUTTY I pulled the saree up bit by bit… stopping right at the crotch.. covering it briefly, prolonging the moment, turning it into a PROPER TEASE, enjoyed the way all their eyes popped out first and turned into a disappointment as I pulled it down. And my own groans carried on louder as Ajay carried on poking my navel with syed’s pen and eventually I hiked the saree all the way up, WELL OVER my crotch, gathering and bunching up the saree and petticoat fully above!
Syed sucked in deep and let out a SHARP GASP - as they could all see my fully CLEAN shaven crotch and the tip of my pussy lips. Syed muttered, ‘SUPPPPEERRRRRR Aunntyyy so soft looking and clean’ as Ajay quickly moved the pen to lazily run it along the smooth shaven area of my crotch. As I felt the sharp tip of the pen**, I suddenly burst into shame and sat up , covering up, blushing furiously!** Ajay pulled the pen out and dutifully gave it back to syed.
Imran rubbed my shoulder, ‘OH that was close Aunty, Want to try that again?’ and looked at me up close. Syed chirped excitedly, ‘Yes Aunty PLEASE, once again. That was TOO QUICK’ I never knew such a cheap thrill in exposing myself like this and heck, the way they looked at me… had me hooked. Torn between shame and the desire to show, they all waited, giving me my time and space.
I looked around at all of them, eaten alive in shame, yet compelled by the desire to please - realising the awakening of the slut within me, I slowly hiked up the saree.. this time, even slower, realizing that I am turning into a proper cock-tease as I could easily see hard-ons in any direction I turned, at that particular moment! Facing a hard life is one thing, but facing multiple Hard-ons in one’s life is a different proposition, altogether!! Slowly, taking my time, taking all their reactions in, making sure that the others at the distance at the other end of the ground are still there, feeling safe, feeling the return of that INTENSE CHEAP THRILL, I hiked up the saree ALL-THE-WAY up and took in the way their reactions, their faces went. That was simply thrilling - a new discovery today. The intensity of this new found thrill seem incomparable!
As they watched, taking it all in, taking every curve and every little indention of my totally exposed lower body they were all utterly spellbound. I still had my thighs clamped shut. But as syed bent down reaching a bit closer to take a better look, with a naughty smile, I quickly crossed my legs, baring my pussy lips fully for a brief moment! The collective groan was deafening! Syed said in annoyance, ‘Not fair Aunty! Again Again..please! WHAT A VIEW’ as Imran squeezed my shoulder, rubbing my back, ‘beautiful aunty, yes do it again!’
I chuckled and crossed my legs back yet again.. but this time more slowly… wanted to keep it open a bit longer.. but seeing their expressions, my shyness took over and blushing again uncontrollably, embarrassed to the core, I crossed my legs again. As the chorus began again , ‘Come on Aunty do it again please again , again’ from the guys, breaking this playful spell, we heard my phone ring and I pulled the saree down all the way and in a rush of panic, adjusted my pallu and sat up to reach out for the phone phone at the dash pocket of the jeep in the front.
As I reached out, Syed moved out of the way, and just before running out, spotting my tits in bra up close as I fumbled for the ringing phone, he gave my tits a quick squeeze shouting, ‘THANK YOU Aunty’ as I shouted back - ‘EEEY Rascal Syed! and landed a slap on his back’ he ran away a couple of steps giggling, but then rushed back to the car and placed the Fountain pen in my hand with a lovely smile and repeated, ‘THANK YOU Aunty’ and kissed my hand quickly. I froze there in that position for a while smiling at him seeing him vanish, thinking in my mind, ‘sweet boy’.
The ringing phone brought me back to reality and I sat back to see that it was my dear hubby ringing. Before I could answer it, the phone stopped ringing. ‘We should go home NOW’ I announced, rushing to the front seat - as Imran stepped out to let me out. Pulling the pallu properly in place, I jumped on to the driving seat and started the jeep with the intention of reaching home before he rings again!
As we left the fields Ajay suggested we take a short cut and we turned around into a single lane dirt road that veered off the main road, which was totally deserted. He said this is on the way to their farm and its actually a short cut to reach home. As we drove a few meters into the road, the phone started ringing again!!!