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Chapter -22F - The Promotion - "The Finale"
Letting out a yelp, ‘Heey…ss..ss..tttop.. Ajaay…Ok… but the video gets deleted after you’d seen it once OK?’ I shouted in a high-pitched voice, squirming, as Ajay was casually feeling me up, enjoying my distinct discomfort. He nodded, reaching forward to plant a deep kiss right onto my navel while properly kneading my ass, over the saree and whispered, ‘Whatever you say Aunty, YOU are in control!!’ as he spoke, looked up at me, locking eye contact while massaging my butt cheeks properly! I gasped and pushed his hands away quickly, with a shake of my head, ‘At this rate, I doubt I will be in any sort of control!’ and walked ahead, pushing aside Ajay.
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Leaving those naughty-monkeys behind me, I walked around the naughty-neem tree, reaching the cot where Chinnayan was sitting a few minutes ago. The rope-cot was surprisingly springy and comfortable to sit! As the cool breeze from the open fields began caressing my sides, I heard the approaching footsteps behind me. My “solo” excursion lasted a full 40 seconds!!
Just like the ‘DwaraPaalakas’ at either side of a prime deity in a temple, Imran and Ajay assumed positions to my sides, promptly! Ignoring them for now, I took a moment to enjoy the beautiful views around us! As Sun began setting, the cacophony of so many birds chirping aloud from the Tree above made a rapturous noise, as they were all back to roost for the night. As I looked up at the branches above in awe at the birds’ chorus, Ajay added helpfully, rubbing my right thigh lazily , ‘Are you amazed by the number of birds here Aunty?’ I nodded looking the noisy green canopy above me stretching my neck to the full. Edging closer to my face he said, ‘As you can see, this Neem-tree is the big tree surrounded by hectares of open fields. Hence its very popular among the birds.’ I nodded ‘Oh yes, of course, I can see that!’, quite engaged in that banter. Imran quipped, rubbing my other thigh, not wanting to be left behind, ‘Yes Aunty, especially those 2 big branches are the tree’s biggest assets!!’
Even as I wondered about that ‘odd-remark’, I heard from Ajay laughing at my right as he spotted Imran staring at my tits up-close, absently and he added , ‘talking of big assets aunty…!! (and giving a pause) Just like how the birds are attracted to the tree’s big assets, Imran and I…’
By now, I got the full drift of where this naughty conversation is going as I looked down squealing, ’Stop it rascals! That’s enough dirty talk!’ I said pinching Ajay’s hand on my thigh and pushing Imran’s face that was inches away from my left breast - laughing shyly. Imran protested, ‘Oh Come On Aunty! those birds are attracted to the neem tree, but YOU here aunty are definitely the most beautiful mango-tree in the whole world!’ he said chuckling. As I stared back at him wide-eyed and confused momentarily, at this silly reference, Ajay as usual, perfectly in-sync with his buddy squeezed my right breast over the pallu, ‘Yes lovely mangoes Imran!!’ Going a fresh shade if red at my cheeks, I brushed away Ajay’s hand protesting, ‘Ajaaaaayy…’ but loving the whole episode thoroughly! At the same time, Imran moved his hand to my left shoulder, and slid my pallu down quickly. I caught it, just at the nick of the time it came down to my elbow and ignoring their stares at whatever got exposed, pulled back and adjusted the pallu, while scolding , ‘Imraaan… you dirty Dog! Stop it!’ as I quickly looked around to my left side - pointing too him, ‘Not here you idiot!! Looook…..!’
Where we sat, it was Surrounded on ALL sides by open fields, except the big tree right behind, the cattle-shed to the right , the big well right next to it, the Jeep, and the small farmhouse and the storage shed adjacent to it. To my left, at the distance, behind Imran, against the backdrop of the soft evening-sun, there was the only other man-made structure in sight- another small farm house! Unlike Ajay’s farmhouse that looked bland, this one was painted in bright blue beautifully and the thatched roof was looking more artistic than functional! As I pointed to Imran, we could also spot just then, old Chinnayan’s bullet arriving at the farmhouse at the distance. The noise of the bike’s engine wafted in the breeze towards us. He stepped out of the bike, and slowly walk to sit in a Bamboo chair next to a row of 3 Bullock-carts. I squinted a bit to register - but as if waiting for his arrival, 4 to 5 people both men and women emerged from behind the house - clearly waiting for him. One or 2 of them greeting the old chap animatedly and they’d all gotten busy soon. I gripped Ajay and Imran’s hands on my thighs and squeezing their hands I whispered, ‘Ohhhww… these people were here all along!!’ and picking up the worry in my tone, Ajay reassured me, in a whisper, ‘Don’t worry Aunty! They probably would not have seen anything!’ seeing me blush instantly, he stressed with that wicked smile flashing, ‘I mean, What Imran was doing to you behind the tree Aunty!’ I shushed him immediately, ‘Ok Ok, enough!’ hiding my embarrassment as best as possible, and turned the focus to my left, ignoring for now, Imran’s left hand that crept up from my left thigh to my hip and seem to move slowly towards my tummy in an attempt to re-discover the pleasures of fingering me at my sensitive spot, my navel… They began loading sacks of something from the shed on to the bullock cart. I watched them work silently for the next few seconds, mesmerised. The people looked like caricatures from the distance, working busily, either oblivious to our presence or completely uninterested to check out in our direction . The whole scenery was unravelling at the sun-set, in miniature, from afar, looked surreal - more like an art on canvas, than the real-thing! Tiny looking people at a distance hard at their work, focussed! Closer to home, “Equally focussed” was Imran as he ‘yet again’ slipped his fingers around my navel and let his index finger into my navel to poke me gently, very gently! I tucked my tummy in response, and my lips quivered as I felt the gentle poke of his finger!
As the hardworking farmhand pushed the heavy sack up the loading cart, I could feel Imran’s finger too push his finger deep inside my navel, earnestly - sensing my shiver**! As sacks of produce were being hiked up on to the carts, something else hiked up too, much closer to me - Ajay’s hand that was on my thigh - has hiked all the way back up to my right breast!** As Ajay gently palmed my breast, I let out an involuntary sigh… and even as I glanced at the two strong men far away repeatedly push and squeeze the last big sack on to the cart, struggling to fit it in, Ajay too began Squeezing my right breast properly, over the pallu, gently at first, then applying some pressure, seeing me let out a moan!!! Chinnayan looked animated and yelling instructions mixed with expletives to his workers from his chair and as he yelled at the top of his voice, the sound wafted towards us. Loud yells were certainly audible!!
Casually pushing Ajay’s and Imran’s hands off me, I asked, ‘So, that’s the old idiot’s farm then?’ Pulling his hand off my tits reluctantly, he replied, ‘Yes Aunty why? That, there is Chinnayan Uncle.’ he casually brought his hand again to my tits and began squeezing. Feeling awkward, I slapped his wrist, pushing his hand off with a, ‘heeyyy Ajay!!’ and still distracted, with my focus on the scene unfolding there at the distance, I just blurting out, ‘Can THEY see us from there?’ even though it looked plainly obvious, but I wasn’t sure how clearly though.
’ Even as I was trying to work out, to what level of detail they could make us if they choose to check us out in this direction, Imran’s hand went back to my shoulder to the pallu, as he was also trying to work out a different kind of details hidden behind the pallu! Slapping his hand forcefully with a heaving breath, ‘Stop it GUYS!! They CAN see us from there!!! , I can make out the pattern in that lady’s red saree and the colour of that tall guy’s lungi! (pointing to the people closest to us) Not here!! This is too risky guys!’ , adding categorically. The more I looked in the direction, the more I am convinced that we are in their plain sight, despite being far away - only that none of them seem interesting in looking our way and that situation could change anytime!!!!!
Ajay replied ‘Oh yes Aunty! The people there, are perhaps loading the harvest for the market tomorrow! They are late already by the looks of it, with so much to load, that’s why they are so busy. In fact, that reminds me. That’s why we came here in first place Aunty! Before leaving the farm I need to also take back some remaining sacks of produce in the Jeep.’ As he spoke he grabbed me by my shoulder, pulling me closer, slipping his hand behind me, squeezing my waist, he planted a gentle kiss on my right cheek and almost in a whisper, ‘**But Don’t worry about them Aunty! Look at you!!!! You are like a Goddess! You’re so beautiful aunty!!!’**. I blushed at this sudden charm-overload. Feeling the lingering sensation of Ajay’s romantic lips still on my right cheek, I turned around uncertainly, to check if we are being watched by anyone working..
With a loud sigh, ‘Ohh, Come on Aunty!’ Ajay shook his head and slipping his hand lower from my waist, gave my left hip a FIRM SQUEZE ! As I sat up with a jerk, he reached forward and kissed my neck. I sizzled, feeling my earlobe caught between his teeth and tongue as he gently nibbled my ear! My sudden gasps in response shifting uncontrollably at the rope-cot, only intensified his moves!!! The cacophony of the birds at the time aptly reflected the state of my mind! He was in no rush at all. While his fingers were playing percussion on my left hip, his swirling tongue properly matched that by playing the fiddle with my right ear lobe !! Just then, as if on cue, Imran began “finger-fucking” my navel, slowly, SENSUALLY!! I closed my eyes and let out a DEEP SIGH.. I already lost count on HOW MANY times today I’ve been Catapulted to Seventh Heaven by these 2 naughty rascals!!
Just then, while Ajay’s left hand massaging my hip and his lips working on my ear and neck, still, his right hand moved across my body to my left shoulder as if to hug me. It was a bit too late when I realised what his true intentions were!!! He grabbed and swiftly yanked my pallu, lowering it down fully, letting it fall in a bunched heap on my lap - in one smooth move! The pallu fell over covering Imran’s hand that was busy squeezing my upper thighs right then! Realizing what just happened, I let out a quick yelp, ‘EEEEEEIIII … what are you doing??????’ sitting up properly , covering my naked tits with my hands, I looked around in panic, in the direction of Chinnayan’s farm.
‘Oh don’t be SO shy aunty, they can’t see much from there!’ , ‘But in any case, what’s the big deal if they watched? Won’t you still do a strip-show for us Aunty?’ That smart-ass remark earned a well deserved the duly-administered SLAP on his mid back instantly! I pinched his ears red with right hand, while my own cheeks turning red seeing his open stare and naughty glint at my left hand clumsily covering my nakedness...!
Holding my hand with both his hands he howled in pain as his left ear began hurting! ‘Aaaaww… sorry sorry aunty…aaaawwww…’ he pleaded holding my hand… shifting around, trying to get up. After several moments of letting him dance in his seat, I relented and let him go. Rubbing his painful reddish ear for a few seconds while repeating the sorries, but one look at me again, Ajay’s grin returned. It’s hard to take me seriously, given the state I’m in!!!! With devilish grin, as my hands did a hopeless cover-job, he enjoyed the view of my tits spilling out at the sides and the gaps through my left hand across the chest! ‘OH COME ON Aunty, Look at yourself, See how you BLUSH!!!!!, You can pinch me, hit me, kick me or kill me Aunty BUT You Know you WANT TO ! You really want to!!! and lowering his voice for effect, he grinned, ‘Come on, strip for us Aunty! right here! will be fun! please…. don’t worry about them..’
Imran chipped in, ‘Yea, he is right, why don’t you take off the saree Aunty? No one can see you from there!!’ saying so, he grabbed my pallu getting up from the cot pulling it with both hands! I felt the saree being tugged from around my hip!!!
Eyes wide in shame, crossing my left hand fully over my chest, in utter embarrassment, I bent over, holding and pressing the saree down on my lap, with my elbow, while holding the pallu with my right hand pulling it back, ‘ Imran Donkey!!! let it go NOW! Stop this Silliness right now!!! I am going to break your hand otherwise!, I shrieked, totally annoyed to see his stupid glee-filled face as he firmly grabbed the end of my pallu with both hands, enjoying my face burning with shame!
Shaking my head, I shouted back, ‘Yeaaaa… in your dreams you rascals!’, as their words still rung in my ears ‘you know you want to!!’
Seeing Imran’s charismatic grin up close, I felt his nose nudging against my cheek as he whispered in my ears , ‘you’re already halfway there auny! Would you like to Strip or BE Stripped Aunty?!’ as he spoke he gave my saree pleats a good tug loosening it and pulling the tucks out of the petticoat a bit more! As his hand was partially covered under my own pallu that lay bunched on my lap, I couldn’t see him grab at my saree pleats earlier! ‘as he kept toying with the pleats… giving it gentle tugs loving my reactions everytime I felt the saree being pulled off just a bit more, he let out a big sigh that I felt as a RUSH of HOT AIR on my left ear, and added on, ‘Ohh.. its not too different from what you did earlier Aunty when you handed your blouse to Ajay while Syed and his friends were playing cricket at some distance’. Ajay egged on adding to that , ‘Yes and the BRA too a bit later’ , as he spoke, he ran his finger along my cleavage of the mostly exposed bare tits being covered just enough by my left hand. As I hastily swatted away Ajay’s hand from my chest, meekly protesting in my raspy voice ‘Ajaaayyy…’ Imran added, ‘yes Aunty, now do the same no? just stand up here in front of us and DO a little dance while you strip for us. We all know you are SO burning to do this deep down. Go for it Aunty!’ Ajay ran both his hands playfully to feel my boobs spilling under my left hand giving them gentle pokes as his fingers found and felt the soft flesh directly as he added , ‘YES Aunty, we know you LOVE to perform! We BOTH watched your performance earlier today to Ravi uncle under the big Banyan tree!!!’ As I looked back at Ajay in shock, ‘ WHAAAT? ?? HOww.ww.. How did you? Ajaay!!!! ?? Ho…www ?’ Still dazed in shock at that revelation made in his now-familiar taunting voice from Ajay of whatI thought was a very private moment between myself and my hubby being lewdly described in detail now. As I cringed, Ajay carried on, giggling, ‘Yea… we both SAW ALL OF IT… every second of your performance,’ as he spoke he casually pushed the palm of my left hand away, just enough to expose my right areola and nipple and began scratching around it with his fingernails, ignoring my GASPS! As I brought my right hand to push his hand away, Ajay laughed aloud and pulled his phone out and played his most recent recording where Imran’s Happily playing with both my erect nipples while he ate my navel and I was performing a lovely break dance to his benefit, all the same! Any B-Grade movie director would have been proud of such a performance from his protagonist! It really looked THAT sleazy! Yet something Animalistic in there was injecting Raw lust to anyone (that includes me) who watched that!
As I whispered ,’Bastards…’, Ajay giggled and grabbing my right hand away from my chest, holding it, wrapping in both his hands, added gently as I still MOANED in high-pitch in the background as the video played still, ‘Oh we didn’t plan on spying on you aunty, it was purely an accident we spotted your performance to Ravi Uncle! But, I must say, its a HAPPY ACCIDENT!’ and Imran laughed along, ‘Yes, for us!’ while Ajay reserved his stinging jab till the end, ‘But for Ravi Uncle, from what we saw, there was not even an Accident!!’ and Imran laughed louder, nodding, ‘OHH yes, He was caught Red-Handed, Should have been WHITE-HANDED’ and Ajay laughed too, ‘yea from based on what he was holding in his hand. Poor Uncle’ … cringing in utter embarrassment, I shouted ‘BASTRARDsssss !!! You Ruddy Bastardss!!!’, ignoring my ‘virtual moans’ and the scenes of my naked tits grabbed and relished as Imran was squeezing them going crazy now in the vid. The tiny grin that formed at the corner of my lips betrayed my true emotions to them that I am not MAD !! I thought to myself frustrated, ‘Why do I find it impossible to be annoyed or angry for long with these guys!
Turning to Imran, the less-evil of the two, keeping a coy face, ‘How did you guys find me there?’ and caressing his cheek, I added, ‘Hope you guys didn’t record my performance too?’ I asked eating my pride, praying this to be case. Imran’s eyes glued to the screen too, rating his own performance in Ajay’s video featuring him and me. He absently responded, ‘Oh no Aunty, like he said it was totally accidental. you had Ajay’s phone anyway, but BOY that was such a splendid show you put on.’ he said chuckling.
‘I am sure you are loving all this as much as we do aunty!! If not, even more!!! isn’t Aunty?’ and kissed my hand. ‘ red-faced, I nodded slowly, admitting the truth. He pointed to the still playing video with a giggle, (where Imran was properly molesting my bare tits while swirling his tongue deep in my navel ignoring my high pitched wails ). **‘Can’t blame Uncle though! You’ve got such PERFECT juicy Tits Aunty’. As he spoke he grabbed my right hand pulling it around him, over his shoulder. The video ended just then and he tossed the phone away to grab my right hand with both hands. ‘With my eyes fixed on Ajay’s face kissing my right hand, Imran gently grabbed my left hand that was actually covering my tits and tried pulling it away! Seeing the anticipation in their widening eyes, my natural shyness took over and I put up resistance, pulling back my hand, ‘ NO Imran’ I said shaking my head in his direction, blushing. Ajay took over, ‘Come on Aunty. Its not like we didn’t see you topless before (pointing to the phone) and we were even part of Ravi Uncle’s “live show” earlier today !’ and chuckled seeing me cringe, and reached up to peck my cheek properly ‘You’re so beautiful when you are shy like this Aunty. You are an angel’ as he said rubbing my cheek. That charm overload has its desired effect of neutralising his earlier devilish-naughtiness!!
‘Come on Aunty! Please don’t be shy, Show us these amazingly perfect tits again!’ he said, signalling to his friend Imran. I sat there looking around, quite uncertain of what I am letting myself into. I love every bit of their naughtiness and I ma head to toe excited already and ready to explode, yet , this kind of open setup with people just around and the risk of getting spotted was making me very nervous. Yet, this very risk prospect seem to be the appealing factor, as Ajay dropped the words in my ears again, ‘COME ON AUNTY, LET GO. SHOW US WHAT YOU GOT!’
Finally, deciding to go through it, having gone so far, Ignoring the faint voices of the farmhands in the distance afar, I mumbled with a shy smile, ‘You are both naughty bastards, you know that, DON’T YOU?’ Ajay’s now-familiar devilish-naughty grin flashed as he heard that!! I was surprised too at how I slowly succumbed to his dirty charms and got ‘schooled’ into his methods!!… Ajay signalled Imran again, pointing to my left hand. ****Biting my lips, I repeated again, ‘You Naughty Bastard Ajay!!!’ Imran grabbed my left hand that was covering my naked tits now to rob me off my symbolic dignity. This time, finding ZERO resistance, he grabbed my left hand just like Ajay did, pulled around him, over his shoulder. Ajay whistled aloud ‘WOW … WHAT A SIGHT’, as Imran fully exposed my tits. Seeing him and Imran’s reactions my immediate reaction was to try and cover up, but precisely for this reason they had my hands pinned looks like! Struggling to free up only improved the view as squirming to free up the hands caused the tits to jiggle. Imran blurted ‘WOW!!!!’ seeing that, gripping my hand even more tightly. As they both GAWKED at my jiggling tits, I looked away in shame, ‘Bastards!!! This is horrible! stop staring like that!!’ But their “HUNGRY STARE” at my chest will stay etched in my memory
For the next few moments, it felt surreal where it almost looked ‘normal’ with me sitting in between the 2 boys, hanging out, with my arms around them happily! The only thing unusual in that imagery was both my tits were hanging out bare too!!! Looking to my side at the open fields and it felt the busily working people at distance, it felt super -awkward and YET here I am, sitting there totally topless with my hands pulled back, with a real risk of being spotted anytime by one of the hardworking farmhands afar!
Their initial focus was fully on my hands. While staring at my bare tits, Ajay massaged my right hand while Imran rubbed my before length to length. As I began to settle down a bit, Ajay came really close to my face with his lips inches away from mine, whispered. ‘Aunty these are just Perfect! You have a PERFECT PAIR! Uncle is SO Lucky!!’ As I looked up at Ajay when he said it , I suddenly realised that I’m desperately longing for a KISS from him, as my own lust-o-meter began shooting up high! It felt imminent that he would lock lips with mine any moment now. I waited for a kiss with my own lips quivering, but it never came! As he delayed, I became restless and frustrated... Sensing this, he chose to tease me further. In no rush to kiss, he came even closer and let his lips brush against my chin as he mumbled, ‘These are heavenly tits Aunty’. I bit my lips in frustration and let out a sigh, while Imran begab bobbing his head rhythmically UP and DOWN in sync with my heaving chest! The intense scrutiny of my chest from the 2 pairs of ‘hyper-naughty’ eyes was actually melting the last of my any remaining resolve to stop the rascals!! The more I became ‘conscious’ of their stares, the more I became conscious of my own body! Now, I could even feel the Fabrics of their T-shirts, Ajay’s cotton shirt and Imran’s Polyster T-shirt’s - contrasting materials, press and rub against the hollows of my armpits, the sides and upper arms - the generally ‘more sensitive’ zones ! Gawwddd!! This alone was setting me off! I cussed to myself FUCKK….wondering what in the whole world is keeping them both from ravaging me - as I began squirming gently, getting turned on ‘JUST’ by their bodies rubbing against mine! just the coarseness of their clothes against me! I am in a state of a dam that’s about to burst any minute, unleashing the full force of a wild flash-flood!
Seeing me squirm now, feeling satisfied, that devilish grin returning to his face, Ajay planted a gentle kiss on my cheek and grinned seeing my frustration, and lowering his voice, ‘Tell me Aunty? As you CLEARLY LOVE this way, being being topless before us, treating us with your perfect tits, would you like to do a Small dance while stripping for us instead of us just stripping you bare?’
I looked away with an awkward smile, unable to make eye contact, looking away and as he rubbed his cheek gently with mine I added with a forced smile on my face, ‘Shall I break your legs NOW or in a few minutes Ajay? You want to see me dance huh?’ Unfazed by my threat, retaining the teasing tone Ajay reached up to plant a quick kiss right on my lips and before I responded, he pulled back and remarked, ‘Ohhh Aunty, there is no need for that kind of dialogues especially when you are so eagerly displaying your beauty to us!!’ and pausing to pull his head back to giver an exaggerated stare and as I blushed and muttered, ‘Stop it Dog!!!’ , Maintaining the tempo, he added, ‘and especially you’ll be squealing like a piglet too in a few minutes, while we play with your lovely titties right ?’ I cringed and shook my head with an embarrassed laugh, ‘Rascal! I’ll make it a point to find out how you will squeal we are done with all this!’ As I dished out the ‘happy-admonishments’ to Ajay, I realised that his taunting has turned me on SO much . The rascal sure knows how to slowly turn the screw tight!
‘So you agree then to do a strip-dance for us to a song of my choice. That’s settled then Aunty’ Even as I protested, ‘Hey NO..waaii…………...’ cutting my sentence midway Ajay locked his lips on to me and started kissing me passionately.
That….. THAT….. THAT…… THAT….. THAT………. THAT…...THAT was EXACTLY the moment I was longing for!. Even the word longing felt longer than long!!! THAT Passionate kiss was what I had been expecting for so long, and boy it delivered! It delivered in Bucket loads!!! Oh gosh, I was melting from within as he so expertly grabbed my lower lips and began unhurriedly chewing it through while letting his tongue paint on my lower lip as though its a bare wall! Bare seems to be an emerging theme here for Ajay… as he seems keen from painting the bare wall to baring me, not just my body, but he was after baring my dignity too! keen on toying with me emotionally than just the lust side of things!
As the kiss carried on Ajay’s tongue began exploring my mouth and began pushing against mine and Ietting out an involuntary moan. Just then I felt Imran too rub his face along my left cheek and breathing down quite heavily over my left ear, whispered, ‘You’re Insanely SEXY’ and as I heard him say that, I felt his left hand on my tits and the right, back to my thighs right over the crotch. As he began running his fingers all over my tits, feeling every inch of it, he whispered in my ear, ‘They are So lovely Aunty! You’re the best’ and began swirling his tongue behind my left ear! His fingers began playing around my now-hardening left nipple and I squirmed, struggling to stay focussed on that “Ultimate Ajay kiss” while Imran’s fingers and tongue began their tantalising torment at the same time. My left hand is not held anymore and within no time, I found myself caressing Imran’s curly hair, rubbing and running my fingers through his hair amidst my increasingly loud moans through the kiss.
Just as I felt a building cresando, the kiss stopped abruptly and Ajay pulled his mouth out. Letting my hand go, freeing his hands he stepped back a bit to admire my heaving breath as I looked back at him while Imran’s busy rubbing my left nipple gently. ‘WHOAA!! This is INSANE Aunty!!’ he shouted at the top of his voice and even as I was concerned and looked to my side to see if anyone heard it, (no one did) he shouted again, ‘ Time to take care of these babies!!! They have been evading me for too long now!! HAHA here I come’ As he spoke he quickly picked up my mangalsutra dangling right in between the tits along the cleavage and pulled it around to let it dangle at my back and shouting ‘Wooohoooooo’ he buried his face right in between my tits and shook his head fast, shouting ‘bhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhh’ I ran my hand over his head too, ‘Hey EASY Tiger… hahahaa’ I’ve never felt such a childish glee , nor so naughty with any of my previous sexual encounters!!! As I rubbed his head, I looked into Imran and we both laughed and he instinctively reached up and kissed my lips with tonnes of affection in his eyes. This kiss has been so gentle and I found myself taking charge, pulling his head towards me as I had my hand on his head already and began kissing him. Imran moved his right hand to my back to support me and moving his left hand deeper on to my crotch and gave me a squeeze there right over the saree and petticoat as we kissed while moved his hands to GRAB both my tits and began squeezing them both like there is no tomorrow - shouting, ‘wooohooooooooooo’
As he looked up to see me and Imran kiss, he suddenly pinched and pulled my nipples with some force. I abruptly broke the kiss, grabbing Ajay by his hair and squealed and stared at him with a confused look. With the flicker of evil smile flashed on his face as I squealed, ‘Sorry PIGLET, I was just checking… Indeed Ravi Uncle is saying the truth!’ and began rubbing my nipples gently as if to cajole and caress.
My initial confusion turned to impotent rage and then soon switched to a rush of shame and seeing me blush he held me by my cheeks with both his hands, ‘Oh you are such a doll aunty when you are red-cheeked’ . Instead of going offensive on him I asked him back with a smile, ‘Happy now Ajay? that you found out … ? what else do you want to know?’ The question was meant to be a sarcasm - BUT I AM A DAMN FOOL trying that with Ajay, as I just realised after asking. ‘OH a lot of things Aunty. I have a lot of things I want to know’ as he spoke grabbing my cheeks with his hands I had no other choice but to look at him and ONLY him, while Imran’s hand increased the pressure and intensity of rubbing my pussy over the saree as I could feel his fingers eagerly trying to spot my pussy lips as he pushed his fingers slipping them through the saree pleats.
Ajay carried on, ‘How does Ravi Uncle do you normally Aunty? Has he had fun with you outdoors? more importantly, have you had other people in your life than Ravi uncle, before us?’ as he asked these questions his stare went through my eyes directly to search for answers in my soul. Seeing the troubled look on my face Ajay realised immediately that he’d overstepped his mark. Letting go of my face instantly, with all the sincerity he could muster, he apologised, ‘I am so very sorry Aunty. Sometimes I just don’t know when to stop. Please forgive me’ and Imran too slapped him quickly, ‘Yea Ajay ! that is so uncalled for! I am sorry too on his behalf’ he said rubbing my back and reaching up to kiss my forehead briefly, proving yet again that he is made of nothing but gentleness.
After a long uncomfortable pause, putting the boys through an emotional ordeal for a bit longer than they deserved, as they had that worried look on their face if what just happened had killed the whole evening’s fun, I finally chose to lighten up the mood and caressing Ajay’s cheek, asked in a low voice, with a smile, ‘Did you also ask such questions to your science teacher?’
That was all the license Ajay needed to unleash himself yet again. He jumped on me to give me the tightest possible hug and planting kisses all over my face, ‘My favourite Aunty in the whole wide world’ as he said he quickly pinched my right nipple again and as I shouted and was about to slap him, he held my hand now with a new found confidence and coming closer looking right into my eyes.. ‘Tell me this alone Aunty, I will tell you all about what we did to our Miss! Has Ravi uncle done any of what we are doing now to you, outside the house? ’ I looked at him back with a shy grin, and impressed at his tenacity of not giving up. ‘Ajay you must think about applying for Police when you grow up’ I complimented him. ‘Thanks Aunty but answer now’ he said while running his hands on my shoulders and briefly toying with my mangalsutra he brought his hands down to hold my tits and began squeezing them gently, very gently, letting his fingers spread around them as wide as he could to cover the widest possible surface area.
I chuckled and nodded with a shy smile, ‘Yes he has’ and admitted it was in a bus during our early years of marriage. He asked me back if I liked it and I nodded and quick to get out of the subject, ‘Ok now, tell me about the teacher, for instance, has she been here?’ I asked although I knew the answer to it already from the videos and pictures I saw in the phone already.
Ajay admitted proudly. ‘Yes Aunty, She has been here a few times. always when my dad is not around of course’ (laughing) and the first time she was here, she too was Super Shy just like YOU. but we stripped her fully right here out in the open. We had a shower, all 3 of us tohgether in the end- after the fun, ( pointing to the Borewell pump next to the well) Hahaaa… the next time when she came, she was making us tea (pointing to their farmhouse behind) before she got dressed (and chuckled). But no one was working there though ( pointing to chinnayan’s farm) ’ When I looked at Imran in shock he nodded, and Ajay carried on ‘but till this date, these were her best memories in her life Aunty. This is why I am telling you to let us be in-charge today!! You will LOVE it, I promise Aunty. This is why I wanted you to do a strip dance, its not just for our benefit, but for your own happiness too’
When he finished that last sentence of his pitch, we all laughed and Imran clapped and I slapped his back, so hard that my boobs jiggled freely. That view alone made Ajay bear any amount of pain as he looked at my tits with that stupid glee, still coming to terms with reality. ‘You sell it well Ajay but NO’ I said chuckling and pointing to the people , ‘ Not here in this setting’
Imran changed the topic, ‘Ok lets not decide on it now OK? I don’t know about you Ajay but right now I am hungry for some tits’ and holding my hips for balance he began to latch his lips on to my left nipple. ‘OH YEAH… eventually aunty will be birthday baby here, dance or no dance but first things first’ saying Ajay squeezed my right breast a few times wildly before also latching on to the right nipple with his lips too. Gosh that was a heavenly feeling! OMG… with 2 tongues sucking on both my nipples at the sametime.. made me moan instantly. I grabbed both of their heads and groaned aloud as I felt the contrast instantly with Imran so gently swirling his tongue around my nipples in gentle sweeping curves, with my hardening nipple getting in contact with his thick wet tongue BIT by BIT - overall , an immersing experience, while Ajay though was the roughster, as his tongue hurriedly lapped my right nipples a few times in a frenzy, sensing the stiffening nipple, he already began nibbling and gently biting me there - overall, an Explosive experience this one!
Already in the first few minutes of this double act from the moment of Ajay’s passionate kiss contrasting with Imran’s gentle nipple tickles to this Immersive/explosive combo of nipple sucking has been too much, too hot for me to handle ! The contrasting approaches made my whole body shake as I writhe in pleasure, moaning aloud.
As they carried on sucking me, I sensed I was being pushed down slowly, if not anything, purely because of their weight on me, as I was kind of hugging them both with my arms around them, eyes closed, I found leaning back on to the cot, slowly, all the way through, with them fully on top of me. As my shoulders and neck touched the other end of the cot, I grunted with my eyes deeply shut, feeling the presence of 2 masculine bodies heavily enjoying me. It felt so ‘heavenly’ as I grunted in pleasure letting the animalism come through as the carnal desires take precedence over the ‘niceties’.
I lay on the cot, with my tummy fully stretched. Of course, that’s a very popular piece of real-estate and wasn’t left ‘unoccupied’ for long!! Through my grunts and moans I felt Ajay’s right hand camp over my fully stretched belly, targeting my navel. As is now customary, I’ve come to expect that silky-smooth is not his style. True to his reputation, once he let his fingers sprawl around my tummy over my navel, he used the sharpest part of his index fingernail to trace just around the rim of my navel and just as he heard a difference in modulation to my moans he jabbed his sharp nail right into my navel poking me in ALL THE WAY with quite some force and as I Jerked my hips in response and shrieked out aloud, his finger started ‘digging’ and ‘drilling’ my navel happily, while at the same time, he chewed my right nipple with increased intensity as I felt my nipple trapped between his teeth and him gnashing it slowly, expressing his ‘Burning passion’ over me. I grabbed him by his back, shrieking , ‘AJAY!! Easy, easy rascal… you’re hurting me!!’
Just as I was jerking and gyrating my hips around in response to his navel assault I felt Imran’s hand grab my pussy again over the saree. This time, with my legs properly apart as I rested the mon the ground to balance myself while leaning back stretched, he was able to access my pussy lips properly!!!! As he pressed and began rubbing my pussy over the saree.. I groaned aloud and while still dealing with Ajay’s animalism by swotting his back I arched my pelvis up, involuntarily providing Imran better access. In short, within 5 minutes of the ‘action’ I was getting properly OBLITERATED in pleasure with, this, even my clothes still ON !!!
My repeated shrieks and slaps on his back brought him to his senses and briefly pulling his face off my tits and reached up to quickly plant a very wet kiss as his face was all smeared in his own saliva off licking my tits and he whispered again, not hiding much his relish, ‘Sorry aunty, got a bit carried away! You are in a different league! Best of the Best! What a body! What reactions Auntyy… Whooo… Loving it!!! ‘ and seeing the smile return slowly to my exasperated face , he jumped back to my tits again but this time, taking it easy while his fingers were taking turns one by one to lazily finger my navel enjoying my groans he had come to associate now as direct responses to his touches and pokes around my navel. Him dragging his finger along lazily around the contours of my nave felt like as if he’s just holding me by his finger on this pleasure-journey!
At the same time, Imran found accessing my pussy a tad more of a challenge with my saree still on, hindering access. So ignoring my promises (OH, did I agree to do that?!!! ) of a strip dance, he chose to take matters into his own hand(s) a bit. He grabbed my saree pleats in a hurry and gave it a tug and as he had already loosened it earlier, the last of the tucks of my yellow saree from the front around my lower belly, slipped fully outside of my white petticoat and the wet patch around the crotch of my white petticoat is now all too evident. In the frenzy of that kiss and sucking combo, I was so engrossed that I completely failed to notice this development. In the same hurried frenzy Imran pulled the saree tucks from the sides of my left hip too and just as his fingers landed accidentally on the petticoat knot, it registered in me what has been going on. But his objective wasn’t that at the moment!
Having both my nipples suckled and nibbled at, while the navel poked and played at, and adding on to it, the bear-paw of Imran grabbing for my pussy over a now very wet crotch area of my petticoat - is more than enough to drive me Crazy. I moaned and shrieked with my body writhing as a result of getting my multiple pleasure-points triggered all at the same time. I huffed and puffed between the moans, struggling to keep-up with all that is going around me, on me, (and not yet - inside me!!).
Amidst this frenzied pleasure-ride, i felt Imran’s hand on my petticoat knot once again. He tried to loosen the knot to get a much more direct access, obviously, as I felt his fingers working around the drawstrings. He has been operating blind too as he has also been busy licking my nipples. To my left and further away, even from my current position of laying back on the cot, I could plainly see people and hear their chatter at distance. I sat up quickly, pushing the boys off me, brushing quickly Imran’s hand off my hip, shaking my head to him as a “NO”.. He seem disappointed obviously.
As they both sat up too, Ajay pointed at my tits with big wet smears all around my nipples and pointing to my tits he asked not hiding his disappointment - ‘What now Aunty? You even agreed to do a strip dance for us, but now even for touching your petticoat you are stropping the fun?’ as he spoke he spotted the drawstring and casually had a go a yanking it loose. I grabbed and pushed his hand away urgently, ‘Stop it Ajay!’ my cheeks turning red, ‘Firstly I didn’t agree to do any dance, you just volunteered me’ I said smiling… ‘besides , LOOK, we are in their direct line of sight. Are you crazy? No way’
Ajay stood up from the cot laughing aloud with his erection sticking out big in his trousers right in front of my face! ‘OH! This is what you are worried about Aunty? Lets solve it right now’ as he said he signalled Imran to get up too and as he got up I couldn’t ignore the other. monster-tent from his side (!). He grabbed the free end of my pallu and pulled it over my shoulder himself quickly and grabbed both my hands urging me to get up, adding, ‘You will have enough time to stare at our goodies in a bit Aunty!’ with a chuckle. I grinned at that remark and nodded getting up gathering the rest of the saree in a bunch as it was still half tucked around my hips and at the back.
Ajay carried on, ‘Come my royal highness. follow me. Lets go behind the tree where you will have complete privacy. None of them can see us from there. Don’t get interrupted, Lets party and have twice as much fun as we did with Srija miss!!!’ .I walked with him chucking, ‘Oh I don’t know If I can handle all that much fun Ajay!!’ and slapping the back of his head laughing. he laughed too and shouted ,’Bring the cot Imran.’
We moved behind the same big Neem tree which also hosted my earlier chapters of lust with Imran a few minutes ago in the evening when Chinnayan was sat in the very same cot chatting with Ajay. As Imran laid the cot under the tree went around it to check from different angles and was satisfied that the tree and the surrounding foliage there was completely blocking access to the neighbouring fields especially if we sat on the cot. As I sat on the cot, they both quickly assumed positions and this new location has been cooler too as its right under the tree in shade. Most of the gentle softening evening sun rays got blocked out by the big tree.
As we all sat, without wasting anymore time, Ajay started the topic again looking at me with raised eye-brows, ‘Oh we are BACK to covering the tits are we?’ pointing to the pallu that had gone back in position covering my tits. I giggled at that remark and nodded, ‘yes back to square one’ and we all laughed. Ajay added, ‘I wouldn’t mind one bit Aunty if it means sucking those juicy tits all over again!!!’ and playfully squeezed it as he spoke right over the pallu, ignoring my ‘Eeeeiii… Rascal!!’.
‘BUT LOOK what your lovely tits have done already to me and Imran. Look for yourself’ as he said, he quickly lowered his tracksuits and jocks down and his very stiff erection of his decent sized manhood sprung out in full glory. He looked down at it himself and then looked back at me proudly. He was satisfied to see my eyes glued to the new toy he is displaying for me as I could not take my eyes from the springy stiff still shifting little-ajay with precum spilling off its spout!!!
After giving enough time and moment of glory to Ajay’s wonderful Tool, Imran took his turn and did the same. As he began lowering his tracksuit, he sheepishly admitted with a smile, ‘Sorry Aunty, all because of you’ pointing to a big wet patch that came on display form the inside of his underpants that he just pulled down his hips. His was a MUCH Bigger, Meatier Monster of a cock that I already saw earlier in the Jeep but now as it sprung out in view, looking at it much closer, in a totally different setting, especially in contrast to Ajay’s, I started at it mesmerised. As I stared at it spellbound, ‘All because of your lovely tits Aunty!’ Imran added blushing a bit, though his words swelling with pride, just as his swollen monster!
Suddenly Spoilt for choices I felt it was ‘MY TURN’ to stare. That was the first time for me to see 2 hungry lusty stiff soldiers wagging at me like that! Believe it or not, to think that, I WAS the one having that effect on them was a WONDERFUL Ego-Boost for me!!! As I stared I focused on every tiny detail of their intimates on display, taking it all in … for instance, looking at the ‘pronounced’ green vein running along the side of Imran’s shaft or for that matter Ajay’s oversized ballsack relative to the overall size of his tool, and how they were both slowly oozing secretions like a leaking fountain (!!) and so on!!
Catching me staring keenly at their ‘pride-and-joy’ Imran asked, ‘Do you like to hold what you see Aunty?’ and not waiting for my answer, brought my left hand that he has been holding to wrap it around his tool. As I wrapped my fingers around it, he let out a sigh instantly. As I was watching Imran’s face change so dramatically, Ajay swiftly brought my right hand over to his shaft and while not as well endowed as Imran, he more than compensated in the girth as I could sense the extra thickness when my right hand felt “His-Jumpiness” while wrapped my fingers around it.
Ajay didn’t get so high so instantly like Imran. He recovered after an initial gasp, but turning to see his friend Imran still in a blissful state, complained to me, ‘Are you doing something special only to him Aunty? You seem to do your magic only to him!!!’ I laughed shaking my head, ‘ Oh no no, nothing of that sort’ and as I spoke I let my fingers slip down from his cock to run my fingernails along his balls and that set him off!! That seemed to be his trigger as he began asking, ‘Then Why aunty…’ and in mid sentence began to Jerk and moan with his eyes reducing down to a Slit and he shook and jerked his hip, gasping, every time I poked or prodded his balls**. In short, there is a pandora-box of tricks still left out to explore with his ballsack alone (or should it be pandora-sack of tricks in this case?)** as the thought passed my mind, I grinned watching a shaking Ajay in a trance.. As he took sharp gasps I asked ‘Does it feel good you scoundrel?’ continuing to tease the now rapidly becoming WET tip of his tool. He swallowed HARD and nodding quickly he added,
Giving it a gentle squeeze I whispered, ‘Did you Srija miss do this to you Ajay? or has anyone else done this to you?’ He opened his eyes wide and laughed looking down at my hand holding his balls, ‘Noway! you are so special Aunty’
‘ Thank you rascal !‘ I said sarcastically, enjoying that stupid glee on his face as I stroked his balls and loved the way he how his lips curled up and he jerked all over as I let my fingernails trace around to the very tip of his tool. Feeling a free-flow of precum, as I tried to pull my hand off his cock It came off with a trail of precum sticking to my thumb and index finger and Ajay laughed at that, ‘Sorry aunty’ and casually yanked my pallu down again from my shoulder to wipe my hand and then took it to the tip of his tool and began wiping it dry. ‘Hey… not fair!’ I protested laughing and slapping his hand trying to pull back my pallu before he completely ruins it. ‘OH its completely fair Aunty! You are the reason we are having this issue, look at these jiggling beauties!!!’ he said laughing as he carried on wiping, but shouted ‘AAAWW…’ as he had his ear pinched firmly by me!!
During this exchange, all the while, my other hand has still been wrapped around the gentle giant’s monster tool. Imran held my hand now urging to stop! Just then I realised why, as I have been SMEARING his tool with his own precum, making it fully wet, along the shaft as my hand had become more and more wet and sticky with everytime I wrapped my fingers around the tip!! ‘OOOPS Sorry Imran’ I said giggling, and giving his tool a one last passionate squeeze, retreated my left hand and pulled back my pallu from Ajay’s hands, ‘Give it back to me! ‘ and wiping my left hand first with it and properly leaning over Imran’s lap (just to annoy Ajay) I took my time to wipe and clean Imran’s tool. Towards the end, seeing Imran’s peaceful smile, I smiled back at him, pouring all my affection at that gentle big guy. Ajay shouted from behind, ‘ENOUGH you LOVE BIRDS!!!! and as we all laughed Ajay quickly brought the focus back to where we wanted us to proceed!
Pulling out his phone, Ajay grinned, ‘Alright then Aunty, as you promised, time for that dance!’ Imran chimed in too, suddenly. ‘Yes yes Aunty, Can’t wait!!’ while stroking already his bobbing tool. Slapping his shoulder with a shy laughter, ‘When did I AGREE rascal?!’ Imran encouraged me too, ‘Oh come on now Aunty, it will be fun! give it a go!’ and just then Ajay turned on a video and a very familiar viral trend song ‘Yakka Sakka ….Yakka Sakka’ began playing as I grinned and shook my head embarrassed, suddenly realising that they DO MEAN IT and they want me to dance for the song while stripping! The very thought of it was enough to have mixed emotions run through me as a mix of fear and shame gripped me all of a sudden!
Imran placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pressing them, reaching out to kiss the side of my left boob and urged me in his gentle voice, ‘Come ON Aunty! Please try no? there is no one here.. It will be fun! It’s just us’
Ajay stood up from his seat with his erection still out and hanging as his tracksuit still lowered down and put his hand out indicating for me to grab it. I looked at it hesitantly and instinctively pulled the pallu back up over my shoulder and tentatively grabbed his hand. ‘I have really no idea what am doing guys! ‘ I stood up with that Candid Admission. As I stood up in front of them Ajay sat back now next to Imran and restarted the song and gently commandeered, ‘Go on Aunty, shake your stuff first, and don’t forget to smile’ and we all giggled as Imran was already getting all turned on and excited and began playing with his dick, sitting comfortably in the cot.
As the song progressed, I stood for a few more seconds stiff as a log, in front of them both. Ajay reached out and casually SLAPPED my lower hip, over the saree, ‘Come on Aunty, shake this no?!!!’ I moved back in surprise at that unexpected slap, but then I blurted out blushing, ‘Ajay you bastard’ rubbing my upper left thigh and slowly started gyrating my hips and instantly the guys began whistling.
That instant reaction from the guys brought in the missing tempo and I picked up in the next seconds, getting less and less self conscious, began moving around to the catchy tune and music even coming closer to them and shaking my hips and booty turning away form them etc. like I’d seen in the movie. It just then occurred to me ‘FKKK .. this feels FUN!’ Just as I spun around and carried on dancing with my booty infront of their faces and arms over my head, shaking myself slowly, Ajay slapped my back but this time gently, as I heard him gasp. Soon after the second slap landed on the other butt-cheek too from Imran! Turning back I was shocked to see the elevated excitement levels on their faces and how they were shaking their cocks in a frenzy with their mouths agape looking at me. Ajay swallowed hard as I turned to look at him. As I approached him, he grabbed the pallu and gleefully pulled the saree from me. As It has already come untucked at several places, I offered a token resistance holding it, but one swing around and it was in his hands completely and Imran whsitled to his heart’s content.
As the song carried on, the next thing, I saw the saree serving up as a Shawl to Ajay around his neck, just as how he was wearing my blouse as a cap for a long while in the car earlier. As I danced with my arms across my chest loosely covering up the naked tits to avoid it bouncing obscenely, Imran pulled me closer holding me by my hips and as I stood grinning in front of him, I asked , ‘Do you like it guys’ and that was instantly responded by Ajay slapping my butt over the white petticoat, shouting, ‘LIKING IT? ARE YOU CRAZY AUNTY? YOU ARE THE BEST OF THE BEST. YOU CAN KILL ME TOMORROW, I DON’T CARE ANYMORE’ saying so he slapped me again, harder this time..
‘ Oh easy rascal! ‘ I said shaking my hips as I stood infront of Imran with Ajay sitting to his right and eagerly rubbing and squeezing my left ass cheek and hips. ‘Come ON Aunty, time to shake your tits too’ said the usually-demure Imran and reaching forwards he grabbed my hands gently and pulled them down exposing my tits. Go on then Aunty! giving me clues on how he wanted me to shake, he mimed a move by shaking both his shoulders front to back rhythmically! As he urged again, my cheeks went red in embarrassment, ‘Imran please’ I shook my head giggling as he held my hands by my wrists and looked at me so expectantly.
Finally, reluctantly I shook my shoulders as he pointed out..when the next sequence of ‘Yakka …sakka yakka Sakka… came along’ and Whoaaa.. there was another loud round of whistles seeing my boobs jiggle freely to the tune. Ajay grabbed my hips and began shaking my hips and squeezing my butt cheeks, while ‘making me dance’ as he shouted too ‘Yakka Sakka.. Yakka Sakka… Aunty you’re super duper…’ and I grinned and nodded shyly and also flashed a smile back at Imran as he showed a Thumbs up with his left thumb while the right thumb in his other hand has been a lot more busy with holding his attentive little soldier!!!
Finally as the sequence ended, Imran indicated a hands up sign and taking the clue I pulled both my hands over my head and carried on shaking my tits and hip and ass… while Ajay too sat back to ‘enjoy the view’ and now they were not whistling but looked at me in stunned silence, taking in the ‘beauty’ of it. Ajay whispered , ‘OH My God, You are so beautiful’ and Imran nodded in agreement furiously.
I felt overwhelmed and in the spur of the moment as I was dancing in front of Imran, I reached up to him with the intention of hugging him, but It so happened, his face was at my chest level and as I hugged him, he mistook the signal and buried his face right in my cleavage, pulling me closer top him with his arms around me. To make things worse, I was still shaking my shoulders and tits. It looked like I intentionally went up to him to shake my tits on to his face. Ajay screamed in ecstacy, ‘Yea That’s it Aunty, Shake your tits! Smother him!! YEAA’ he screamed as I felt Imran’s face properly buried onto me and his hot breath right on my chest. Ajay reached closer and n ext thing I knew I yelped an ‘Awwwwwwww! ‘ at that totally unexpected slap that landed on my left butt cheek. As I shouted ‘You bastard Ajay! I’ll kill you’ He grinned wider, that flash of devilish-naughtiness returned. ‘Oh that must have hurt Aunty, lets check it out’ as he said he moved his hand still on my ass to the side and up and with that silly-glee, announced ‘On your marks, Get, Set…. ’ and pulled the drawstrings of the Petticoat knot in one swift pull, untying it fully and began pulling down the loosened petticoat off my hip!
As the last item of clothing was getting loosened and pulled down off my hip**, I was suddenly overcome by shame and brought my hands down to hold on to the now-fully loose petticoat as it had already dropped down to my upper thigh. Imran still held me in a hug. As I protested, ‘Hey Ajay what are you doing?’ and pulling away from Imran I tried pulling the petticoat back UP. Ajay began laughing, ‘Seriously Aunty? You are making it more fun for me than I deserve perhaps! Do I look like Shakti Kapur and you Madhuri?’ he asked laughing, continuing to pull my petticoat, yanking it down. As I bent forward trying to pull it up, my bare ass was out in full view already and my tits were like tantalising overhanging ripe fruits**. Imran grabbed at them and gave a good squeeze as I shrieked , ‘Not now Imran’ and he nodded with a giggle, ‘sorry aunty, too juicy to miss’ and he went back to helping himself, content, watching the shakti-kapur show featuring Ajay in front of him. For my part I did a Madhuri well enough before realising the absurdity of it all and letting it go. Ajay kissed my bare buttocks and as Imran pulled me gently closer to him, marvelling at my totally shaved cunt, Ajay collected the petticoat off the floor as if its the most precious thing there is at that moment.
As I stood before Imran with left hand across my chest and the right over the crotch , I realised that I am shaking all over- mildly, but purely in excitement. Also, I realised that I could feel the wetness very apparently in my right hand fingertips , oozing from my pussy.
Ajay came behind me and rubbed my butt cheeks where he was slapping me, admiring his handiwork, seeing the red sting on my left butt, ‘Oh, sorry Aunty! must have hurt’ and I shook my head, blushing still at my complete nakedness, while there was a sudden hush as the silence loomed with that blaring song sequence in the background had just ended in Ajay’s phone.
We all looked at each other momentarily Then Ajay proposed, ‘ You’re beautiful, worthy of a goddess aunty. How about you let us have fun with you IN OUR WAY? I promise, we will not do anything you will not be comfortable with. OK ? Please?’ I looked at hi for a long while and sighed and nodded with a smile as the anticipation of what’s to come and the build up is killing me already.
Ajay asked Imran to get up and made me lay down on the cot lengthwise. As I did, they both stand by my legs and began shaking their erections. Turning red, I blurted out, ‘Is this your way?’ and Ajay laughed, ‘HARDLY… Haha…You’ll see now’ and with that he reached forwards and grabbed both my legs and pulled me down. I shouted, ‘hey what’re you doing , wait wait’ but he carried on until both my legs are pulled half way our of the cot, just past my knee. He then began Spreading my legs wide and cringing in shame I brought both my hands to cover myself up as he continued to part my legs wider spreading them out, one towards a post on the lower side of the cott. He then began to tie my legs around my calf to the cot’s leg on each side meticulously with my own Yellow Saree that he stripped off me and had it as a Shawl.
I watched in a mix of fear and anticipation, recalling that unforgettable night at Major’s where he too tied me to his bedpost and blind folded me! Compared to the Major, What these boys lacked in maturity and finesse, they more than matched up in their resourcefulness and creativity, I must admit. Soon my legs were secured to the cot’s posts and lay down there spread-eagled, covering my pussy with my hands. Ajay reassured me, ‘please tell us to stop anytime you are not OK with anything OK?’ and as he spoke he came around to my head. As he did, I quickly added, ‘Yea ok, but no attempt at mounting me OK? this is not why we are here! Understood?’ The firmness and authority in my voice instantly commanded the respect that it was due and both boys nodded and diligently even responded, like they are in the school, ‘Yes Aunty, Sure Aunty’.
Ajay ventured, ‘But one picture?’ starting at me from head to toe, licking his lips. I shook my head vehemently, ‘a Big NO! This is too risky rascal! I am going to even delete the other video you took, once we are done here. Is that clear?’ I am in no position to threaten them with both my legs tied up like that, yet, due to their inherent fear of me, they both nodded quickly, seeing that I am dead serious this time around.
Satisfied I leaned back on to the cot properly and sighed, and with a grin, announced, ‘bring it on’ As they saw the smile return back to my face, Imran whistled aloud and Ajay shouted, ‘Whoooooo Yesssss Aunty’ and moving over to my head, grabbed both my hands and pulled them over my head swiftly, all the way up.. I bit my lips and looked away as it was awfully embarrassing to have myself exposing to Imran like that. He instantly gawked at my now very very wet and swollen pussy lips, and involuntarily started licking his lips.
With my hands pulled up , Ajay started stripping at a record speed as I heard the hustling noise and looked up to find out his shirt off already and his tracksuit and jocks were already hitting the ground. His dick was springing in full attention and When I looked back up Imran was standing there too like a Greek Statue, butt naked in all his pride and glory with his monster manhood at that very moment challenging gravity and handsomely winning it.
He sat at the edge of the cot and began gently rubbing the base of my legs and slowly he worked his way up. His gentle moves were really sooting and I slowly shut my eyes as he began working around my calves, pressing gently and kneading them. I let out a soft groan and mumbled, ‘Imran’ as it felt perfect - no - correction - ‘better than perfect!’ As he reached up to my thighs, he really TOOK HIS TIME. pressing and kneading my thigh muscled all the while leaning forward to take on as much as possible the strong whiff of my feminine aroma emanating from my now free-flowing pussy juices!! Meanwhile Ajay gently pulled my right hand closer to upper right corner post and swiftly secured my wrist to the post with his own tracksuit and did the same to my left hand with Imran’s tracksuit.
As Imran moved further up between my legs, now began working my softer inner thigh muscles and he was happy to see that I began moaning already, feeling his fingers forming soft circles around my inner thighs and I mumbled, ‘Imran.. ummppfffff….. ’ reacalling how he naughtily slipped his hand under my nighty earlier in the afternoon and even manage to slip his finger all the way up. This thought brought a smile to my face, and just then Imran planted a gentle kiss right above my pussy at the soft clean shaven pubic zone, above my properly-swollen Clit. As his lips pressed down there, I let out a loud groan. All this while there was no sign of Ajay. He had rushed down to the cattleshed and returned back with the fresh can of Milk that was milked by one of their farmhands earlier that afternoon, which he is supposed to carry back home.
As I was groaning in pleasure, I heard a metallic clang and I opened my eyes to investigate, just in time to find the milk being poured right into my open lips. ‘Eeeeei’ I began protesting in shock at first, but then tasting what he poured, it was indeed very tasty fresh unpasteurised milk and I smiled and nodded as some of it trickled down the sides of my lips. Next thing I saw he was slowly pouring it all over me. on my tits , face, neck belly and right on my pussy lips just in time for Imran to suck it.
I let out a loud growl arching my back and hips up, clenching my hands into fists as Imran spread open my pussy lips wider and I felt the tepid liquid being poured right on to my pussy and he licked it clean, the mix of milk and my own juices!! I groaned aloud feeling his tongue gently swirled around my pussy lips, running along the inner wall… rubbing me UP and DOWN while he pressed his fingers at the tip, managing to find my clit and began pressing it. I let out a loud Hoot … ‘UFFFFFF …hhhhhhhffffff… ,mmmpppppffffffffffffffff… im..raaaaaan… ‘
Just then Ajay pouted some milk on my navel, let it pool up and swiftly sucked it up and repeated a few times with relish , seeing me moan loud every time his tongue swirled around the base of my navel to lick it clean. Pouring some more milk right on my nipples he sucked them too! Instead of the mother’s milk my tits were supposed to manufacture, the cow’s milk was serving up as a surrogate for the naughty puppy Ajay as he licked my nipples clean and as I groaned aloud, he switched to nibbling my tits from the licks and at the same time, Imran too slipped his fingers inside my pussy and he was amazed at how so easily 3 of his fingers slipped in and began fingering me properly down there, while with his other hand he began pinching my knob of my clit. That alone was enough to make me scream in pleasure.
Seeing my body respond INTENSELY to their respective moves, both Imran and Ajay continued them in faster pace.Ajay has been biting and nibbling my right nipple while pinching the left hand while poking and fingering my milky-wet navel too with his right hand at the same time. Imran began moving his fingers IN and OUT, IN and OUT increasing the pace faster and faster while he pinched, scratched, poked and played with my clit at the same time. It didn’t take too long at all after. Few moments later, I clenched my fists and screamed at the top of my voice as my body went into spasms and writhing all over… and as I went rigid, briefly and erupted, they had both watched me spellbound!! I properly squirted several loads right on to Imran’s face as he and Ajay watched that in UTTER FASCINATION!!!!
As I slumped back on to the cot I watched them come around me and Imran muttered, ‘That was beautiful Aunty!’ wiping my stuff off his face!! Ajay lazily pinched my now bruised right nipple adding, ‘I should have known when you said you are a Sharp-Shooter Aunty! This is what you meant then?’ and as we all smiled at that be began pouring some more milk directly into my lips and I gladly drank it, as my throat wa sparched again from all the grunting and screaming.
Putting the can aside he untied my hands quickly as I sat up, Imran freed up my legs. As I turned around and sat properly, Ajay came to stand in front of me with his arms open. I put my arms out too to hug him. But as I did, I realised the true intent, as he smeared his erection all over my face, while hugging. Giggling aloud I grabbed and slapped his butt cheeks hard, returning his treatment back to him and as he yelped, I reached forward to kiss his dick and giving him not much time to respond, grabbing him by his hip, I spun him around and slipped my hand between his legs to grab his balls with my left hand while reaching around, I grabbed his erection with my right hand and began stroking him.
He may have trickery with Milk cans, but its clear within the first few strokes, he has never seen or had this kind of treatment from Srija OR anyone else for that matter, as he jerked and jumped around at every touch of his balls while I steadily and rhythmically increased the pace of my hand shaking his shaft. As my fingers reached around, pulling the foreskin and rubbing the pinkish tip inside while at the same time, running the fingernail right under the balls alongside his perineum, everytime I did this, he shook and gasped and in all, he lasted a FULL 2 minutes and by then, making a whimpering noise, holding my hands, to stop, he shook all over, and began shooting to his heart’s content all over my hand, facing away from me. As I grabbed and gave his balls a gentle squeeze midway through his cumshots, he let out a guttural squeal, ‘Aa..aaauunntttyyy…’ like a pig would, while its hunted down and caught by its prey , it also looked like he tried to Jump but simply couldn’t!!! As he cummed the rest of the way, grunting like the pig himself as I held his balls. that he has been making fun of me. While still holding his crown jewels, I took sometime to admire the beauty of his shapely buttocks as he had it still clenched together tightly, all tensed up!!, I reached forward and kissed his right butt cheek and just as he began relaxing it, grabbed and bit him there while giving his balls a squeeze at the same time. He Yelped again, jumping helplessly with the squeal this time, ‘Aunt…yyy…yyy.. pleaaseee.. nooooo’ I let him go with a hearty laughter and slapped both his buttocks gently and reached forward to plant again a kiss on each of those shapely butt cheeks … and with another slap, ‘How was it Mr Naughty-Devil? Did you like it? got some of your own medicine too in the end?’ I asked him chuckling. Unable to stand anymore, he collapsed to the ground and holding my left thigh, he mumbled ,’s I said multiple times before, YOU ARE SIMPLY THE BEST OF THE BEST’ as he said it, slipped his hand further up my thigh and parting my legs he reached forwards , pushing me back, knelt down and gave my pussy a deep kiss.
As he lazily began swirling his tongue around my pussy lips, I sensed I am getting warmed up yet again, already, as I pulled my legs up and rested my muddy feet on his shoulders. As I laid all the way back, Imran came around me to stand over my head. between me and the sky was Imran’s giant erection bobbing gently, indicating, ‘Hey I am hungry too!’ With Ajay positioned himself more comfortably now between my legs I began to play with Imran’s mammoth tool. I can instantly feel the difference now with Ajay licking me ! Just as him being a master-kisser, he also seems to do so well in licking my pussy. wildly more intense than Imran’s moves. He was using my own slipper soppy cum as lubricant to slip his right hand up my bum, ignoring my shout, ‘Don’t go there rascal’ while spreading my pussy lips as wide as it can go with his left hand, he began alternately biting my cherry, licking all the way along the inner wall, taking time to figure out which side of it has the differing texture and keeping his tongue at it, to get a confirmation of my jumpy-joy shakes, while pinning his head with my thighs tighter. He was also simply darting his tongue IN straight through all the way as far as it can go, like you would a finger and feeling his slippery tongue so deep within me, made me wonder actually how long his tongue is and perhaps thats what also makes him a great kisser.
Meanwhile Imran’s erection began slapping along the sides of my face and cheeks as he began slapping his cock on me, letting it press and rub along my nose, chin and brush briefly at my lips as I pulled away. Not wanting to test my limits he stuck to playing with my face… while increasing the intensity of his strokes. Just then Ajay began reaping rewards for his rich moves. While the middle finger and the thumb of his left hand parted my pussy lips wide, the index fingernail continuously scratched my clit and at the same time his tongue licking the inner lips and his right hand middle finger that had slipped up my bum began to wiggle properly now after he had slipped it up all the way in. That wiggle made me grunt, shutting my eyes tight and open my mouth wide…As I did, Imran wanted to try his luck one more time and using that opportunity of my parted mouth he tried to force the tip of his massive erection again on to my lips and pressed it in. As I had his cock shoved in my mouth, I was initially surprised but going with the flow I opened my mouth wider and the next thing I knew, the tip was hammering the back of my throat.
That was something!! This is a new experience I am venturing into as Imran began shoving his cock IN and OUT of my mouth, initially slowly then ramping up the pace! Just then I was hammered also from behind by Ajay’s finger fucking!!! I groaned aloud arching my hips high while already resting my thighs on Ajay’s shoulders.
After a few more shoves of in and out, as he increased the pace much more than I could handle, I began to gag and thankfully, just as I was about to tell Imran to get the hell out of my mouth, I sensed him go stiff and I signalled him to get out of me and nodding quickly he slipped his tool out and just as I managed to catch my breath he began spraying ALL OVER me!!
Watching him ejaculate from right under him was in itself a fascinating experience and while I did, I also began building a second climax, surrendering to the expert level ministrations of Ajay. Pulling his face out of my pussy he slipped fingers form his other hand too in my pussy and began fingering me both in the pussy and behind at the same time. As the fingers continued to wiggle inside me he watched in glee, me jerking and twisting in tune with his finger wiggling. He felt like a ‘Master-puppeteer’! and I shook and twisted to his tunes, which was quite a sight for him to watch. In a few more moments, I felt a powerful second wave building up just as he expertly manipulated his fingers inside me, coercing a very different type of orgasm from within me, especially right after SUCH a powerful rocking climax I had just before. I didn’t think its going to happen but here I am, screaming gibberish and locking my legs around Ajay’s head twisting and turning in the cot, like a wrestler trying to pin her opponent and in the end erupted through a fitful bursts of ecstasy ! As I lay very thoroughly slumped, I reflected, while the first climax was absolutely amazing, the second one has to be some kind of benchmark setter.
After a few more moments of contemplative silence as we all thought through the day’s events, Ajay finally stood up and walked signalling for us to follow as he was simply too tired to talk. Imran followed and I did in the end, managing to get up, cum stains all over me. Didn’t mind it much as I knew where we are headed. A few moments later, as the overhead pump began gushing out water It felt so good to be underneath it. We didn’t talk much through the shower even though we were generously exchanging smiles and sharing the soap to clean us up. Ajay was even rubbing my back, but it didn’t get any further than that. Soon once we have had enough of it, Ajay ran to the farm house a few feet away and he came back with fresh set of clothes and towels. Few moments later they were dressed in Tshirts and shorts while me in a Tshirt and his dad’s lungi.
We then loaded the Jeep with the Milk can and other supplies they needed to carry back home and soon after I revved up the engine and as the Jeep reached the main gate of the farm I stopped it and put my hand out to Ajay. He looked confused. I said ‘Phone’ smiling. He nodded and quickly gave me the phone unlocked. I navigated to only the video where I featured and deleted all evidences of it and passed him back the phone. ‘I know what else you have in this phone, but don’t think of abusing the content or people in there. If you did, I will come after you!’ He nodded, ‘yes Aunty, yes Aunty’. Handing the phone back I put my hand out once again. Again he looked at me confused. ‘What now?’ I said with a smile, ‘Promise me, what happened today, stays between us?’ ‘Ajay and Imran laughed , and quickly grabbed my hand and both said taking turns ‘Promise Aunty’
As we began driving back to their house I ventured out, ‘How was it guys, did you like it?’ They both nearly shouted, ‘OHH its the BEST we’ve had, YOU da Best’ and slowly Imran asked me back, ‘What about you Aunty?’ I thought for a while, then turned to him, ‘I’ve had better’ and as they both looked at me stunned, I giggled, ‘I was just kidding’ and continued to drive.
They didn’t seem entirely convinced one way or another, but convincing them is not my job. We reached Ajay’s home as I parked there and quickly went back to my own house before anyone else spotted me. I got changed in the next few minuted into something more comfortable and checking the time, I packed the bag in a rush and skipping dinner , I locked the house again and knocked the next door again.
Ajay opened the door and Imran was in the hall too. I handed Ajay the key and also dumped his father’s clothes to him and checking the deserted street once ,I reached forwards and hugged him real quick and whispered in his ear, ‘Don’t worry my dear naughty-devil, You’re the best’ Just then Imran rushed to the entrance too and joined the 3 way hug and I quickly waved them both and slipped out into the empty dark street, breaking out into a half-jog to make it on time for the night bus back to the city to get back to my ‘own’ routine.
Seeing me jog till the end of the street and as my figure disappeared from their sight Ajay jumped with a fist bump screaming a YEAAAAAA and ran inside the house, leaving a somewhat confused Imran. I made it to the bus on time and as the bus began moving, I closed my eyes with a smile, recalled the events of that one manic day, that began from me reaching home earlier to getting seduced by the boys in my bedroom then at the car and then a memorable evening at the farm - all of it now seems so surreal as the bus was speeding past leaving the village and its fantasies behind!!!!!