After The Dance – Bhabhi And Deevar – Part II

After that day I was a bit liberal. I knew that he was watching me while I am in bathroom but I ignored him and was least disturbed by his peeping. I just pretended everything was as normal as before when I did not know about all these. I never tried to cover anything and would shave or masturbate as and when I liked. Outside bathroom, it was lenient too.

He would often touch me here and there but I never mind. He would often come to kitchen when I am cooking and squeeze my butt pretending it to be accidental but I always knew it was intentional. Even he knew that I was aware of his intentions. A friendly air was developing between us but just because I allowed him to touch me never meant that I had given him a free pass to fuck me. Anil was getting bolder day by day. His touching and its frequency were increasing, he would even grope me when Arun was at home and that terrified me. Anil seemed to like that, my scared face used to turn him on. All these were making me angrier every day.

It was a Sunday and my in-laws were visiting us. It is only on Sunday that I do not see Anil naked as his brother was at home.We were having lunch. I was wearing a top and tracksuits. Anile was sitting to my right and my husband was sitting opposite to me with his mom and dad.

Five minutes into the lunch and Anil was moving his left hands over my thighs.

“DON’T” I whispered to him.

But he did not stop. He continued on. His hand moved up and he was touching my vaginal mound over my pants. Though Anil touches other parts of me he has never touched there.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I whispered in a very soft but stern voice making sure that no one else on the table heard anything.

He paid no heed. Minutes later I felt he just undid the knot of my tracksuit. I was really angry and was about to stop him with my hand when my mother-in-law spoke.

“Neha pass the salad please”

I did so. In the meantime Anil had already undid the knot and dragged down my tracksuit and the panty along with it below my knees. I was naked from my waist and was having food with my other members of my family. I was embarrassed, I was scared. My appetite just vanished. I looked at him, my eyes burning.

He moved his finger over my G-spot. I kept my legs as close as possible trying to block his access to my slit. He however was able to manage reach his coveted place.

He started rubbing my clit with his index and middle finger. Natural wetness developed as a result of friction. My nipples too got harder. But I was angry, very, very angry. It was when Anil attempted to insert his finger inside me then I caught his hand and slowly moved it aside. He noticed the anger in my eyes. This perhaps made him realize that he might have gone a bit too far. Anil withdrew his hand and minutes later pulled up my pants and tied the knot. All these was done without my husband’s and his parents’ notice.

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Next day morning Arun left for office as usual and at the breakfast table I held up Anil.

“Anil, I want to talk to you.”
“About?”
“Anil, I let you touch my breasts and derriere but you are crossing your lines. You should not have touched me there yesterday.”
“I am sorry.”

“Every time you are sorry. You see me naked every day, feel me up whenever you want, I do not object much but you are a rampant rabbit. What amore do you want?” I asked wiping the mayonnaise from my lips expecting him to say sorry again.”
“To see you naked. Pat came the reply.
“Yes you do see me naked”
“No, I mean all the time”
“What do you mean?”
“I want to see you naked all the time.”

“WHAT? You want me to roam inside the house nude all the time like you? Have you lost it?” I snorted.

“What is the big deal? You see me naked all the time; I have seen you in your birth suite. So what is the big issue if you remain naked all the time after Arun leaves? You will not lose anything.”
“But…”

I wanted to say something but could not make it out. There was silence for a few moments, both of us tried to behave nonchalant and paid more attention to our respective plates than to our conversation.

I thought for a moment and finally I punctured the tensed atmosphere. I thought about his proposition and concluded there was a rough justice in his saying. It is true if I stay naked in my home I won’t lose anything as he sees me in such a state every day.

“But….i cannot do it; I am your bhabhi (sister in law).”
“Oh! Please you can. He begged”
After much deliberation I said-
“OK.
But you have to promise me that you will not touch me anywhere in front of others”
“OK. PROMISE. But then I have a condition too”
“What?”
”I can kiss any part of your body.”

“No that is too much, I cannot allow this.”
“Please bhabhi please.” He pleaded
“I have another condition then”
“What?”

“You have to delete all the porn flicks you have in your laptop and also you will not try to enter your finger inside my….”i trailed off
“Inside what?”

“Inside any of my openings you asshole.” I raised my voice a notch higher and we both broke into laughter.

From that day I also started staying nude in the house. It was basically after Arun left for office, I used to go to the toilet all dressed, finished my shitty business and return with no clothes on. Anil would also take off all his clothes after brushing his teeth and we were like cave men after that.

Anil had the chance to see my boobs earlier also but not from such close range. I love my twin assets; they were big but not huge. A 36 cup bra was tight on them whereas a 38 one was loose. They were round and not conical.

On the middle of each boob I had my areola, a small light brownish coloured circle and at the centre of it was my quarter inch nipple.Anil complemented me and would pass comments. He touched me and my objection was gone to almost negligible level. Though he would never let go a chance to feel me up, but he preferred to do it more when I was doing household chores. He would suddenly come up from nowhere and molest me. However, as his promise he never touched me again in public.

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It was summer and Arun had brought some mangoes yesterday. After he left for office I did not feel like cooking breakfast. I said to Anil lets eat these mangoes as breakfast. He agreed.

Needless to say, we were completely naked. We took a small basket containing 6 mangoes and made ourselves sit on the floor.

Let’s compete who can have more mangoes. I said playfully

Ok, let’s do it

We started eating voraciously. Both of us were sucking the mangoes without peeling them off. We projected our apes like attitude towards food too. We ate like we never had mangoes in our life. Juices were dripping down our body but we were least bothered about that. Finally all the mangoes were over and Anil claimed to be the winner but I vehemently opposed that and contended that I had more mangoes. We had some exchange of words after which Anil gave in and said “ok, you won.”

I smiled, he smiled, both knowing who the actual winner is.
”let me clean myself” I got up
“Stop. Let me clean you up.”
What do you mean?

Without saying anything he got up made me sit on the small bed and planted a kiss on my lips tainted with fresh mango juice.

My whole body was messed up with mango juices.

What are you doing? I said irritated.

His mouth went down slowly to my chin, throat chest and then to my breasts.
Anil….no….stop
He did not stop
He kissed my left nipple and at the same time was pinching my right one with his fingers
Oh! No.

I was at crossroads. My objection was mild.

He opened his mouth and took the entire left nipple inside. He sucked on it softly, like a new-born. His tongue was making circles around my areola.I was getting hotter.He kept encircling my nipple with his tongue. He bit me softly. My nipples were now fully erected. He gave a final bite on it and it was a little sharp.

I moaned “Aaahhh!”

He now turned his head towards my other breast.

“Please do not”

I realized that it was pointless to ask him to stop, he won’t he was enjoying and also realized that I liked it somewhat. He repeated the same exercise on my right nipple. It was harsher and shriller. Finally he was done with it and left it.He moves his head a bit backwards and it was after a long while that he withdrew his lips from my body. He was breathing hard. I was breathing equally hard. Anil’s penis was fully erect and there was pre cum on the tip of it.

I was about to say something but he again came closer and kissed my stomach, he trailed down. He investigated my navel with his lounge sending shivers through my body. His downward movement continued. I could realize where it was leading to.

As he bypassed my navel I said-

“No please…..I am your bhabhi”

But he did not stop.

I was extremely turned on by his slow and sensuous torture. My erogenous zone was highly stimulated and the wetness between my thighs was betraying all my resistance. I was extremely wet down there.

I gave a last try.

“Please…st…o….oo…..p”

He did not.

His tongue touched the lips of my labia and as soon as his lounge made contact with my sex I came profusely, spilling cum on his face. The excitement was unbearable. I tilted my head backwards and thrust my hips, lifting them from the bed.

I pressed my thighs together so as to be prevented from being further embarrassed. But he spread my legs apart. I did try to resist but timidly.He started licking my vagina; it was out of this world. Arun had never done that. It was a new experience all together.

“Please Anil…please….for god’s sake I am your bhabhi”

He kept licking. He was also giving soft bites. It was like he was starving for days and is having his first morsel of food in a long time. After about a minute of licking, I came again. It was the first time in my life that I came in succession.

I pressed my legs again but this time I forgot to push his head away and as a result his mouth was also pressed on to my cleanly shaved pussy.He did not bother and kept licking. I came again and then again two more times.

In total, for the little less than five minutes that Anil licked my pussy, I came five times. OMG!!

Finally he left me and I recovered.

“You come so much” he asserted grinning

I could see his lips, chin, chest all painted in a glistening fluid.

“I am sorry” said an embarrassed me.
“Is it always like this?”
“Pardon?”
“Is it always that you come successively?”
“No. This is the first time I had multiple orgasms.”
His grin got broader.
“I like it” he confided.

He was proud that he was able to make me had my first orgasm just by sucking my nipples.There was silence for a few seconds.He was looking at my naked body in all admiration.

“I am glad I shaved yesterday.” saying this I left the room.