Date: Wed, 28 Jan 2004 11:17:23 +0000 (GMT)
From: "[iso-8859-1] ALISHA MATHEW" <alisha69ksk@yahoo.co.in>
Subject: BI. Indian Wedding Part 1

			An Indian Wedding Part I By Rupa

Note:- This is based on a story written in Hinglish by Rupa . I had
rewritten the story fully taking permission from the original writer.

Marriages said to be happening in heaven. But in India most of the
marriages happen on Earth only. Arranged marriages are still considered
safe and approved. Even hottest love pairs go for an arranged marriage for
the safer side. Astrologers inspect the horoscopes and decide auspicious
time for marriage, in some religion time for first penetration of brides
hymen by the groom is decided by the astrologer!. Marriage is a festival in
India. A lot of people will come and it used to be a meeting place to meet
people, all relatives and friends are invited. It will be an occasion to
rejuvenate your relations and friendships. Highly influential people use
this occasion to take bribes in disguise of presents to the newly
married. For a common man if he happens to be parent of bride, it will be
an occasion to see all his earnings flow away in front of his eyes, and he
is the least respected person on the occasion. Each marriage makes him
poorer and heavily in debts. Even though the people have been attending
such marriages from the day they were born, it never makes them bore. As
soon as an invitation is placed, people start preparing for the
event. Married people have to escape to some unknown location if they want
to exchange a few words between themselves.

When the telephone rang and I uncertainly lifted it as I was lost in
thought about impending marriage of my cousin brother. I was not sure if
would be able to attend it or not. My hubby, who is a computer engineer
employed in U.S told me in the morning that due to some pressing
engagements his leave has not been sanctioned and hence he could not attend
the marriage. Which meant I had to travel alone to India and come back. I
was feeling so desperate to attend it. My Mousi just had telephoned to
remind me on the previous day and had insisted me to attend it. She was sad
that her daughter who is my cousin sister named Cheenu will not be able to
attend. Cheenu had migrated to Canada quite recently and it was not
possible for her to come back in a short gap since a lot of money was
required as air fare and due to festival seasons heavy rush was for
tickets. So I had to come and pay all the customary rituals, which were
necessarily performed during a marriage. These rituals had to be done only
by a happily married woman and so I was selected for it. So I had no way to
escape. Another reason was that I was bored with the life in States. My
husband was very workaholic and he spent much time sitting in front of
computer than attending me. Even if I walked nude before him he would be
busy programming in his fucking laptop. I had married an IIT man who was a
green card holder too, such a groom happened to be most sought after
Mr.Niceguy in India. My father had to pledge even his life insurance policy
to meet the dowry because of it. My elder sister was married to a
government employee in India. At that time my father was not much earning
and she was not much educated like me.

But this time it was Cheenu's husband, I call him Jijaji in respect, which
means elder sister's husband. I was expecting my mother' call but when I
heard Jijaji's voice I was quite surprised. He was spending a high amount
to call an international phone."Oh, Reenu is it you, Area yaar(buddy), I
bought a mobile. My first call from the mobile I thought to be with you",
he was so enthusiastic. "Oh Jeejaji, nice to hear that you own a mobile, I
am at your service", I said.

"Reenu, what type of service you can offer to your Jeejaji?" he was asking
in a hilarious voice. He used to be very cheerful person and he never
missed to pat on my buttocks when no one was around. Even though I was bit
troubled about such display of affection, it was true that it excited me
when he patted my buttocks. I remembered one time when he had pressed my
buttocks and had exclaimed that I was not wearing panties inside. But that
is an old story.

"I am calling you first time from my mobile, Reenu. I haven't called even
my wife, I am calling you from my office". He was talking.

 "Okay, so tell me what's the matter, how are everybody, how is Cheenu?
Thanks for remembering your saali (wife's sister) ".

"Cheenu is not here, yaar she has gone to her mother's house",he said.

"So you are calling me when Cheenu is not there. Now only you remembered
about me", I teasingly asked.

"No dear, Reenu, I think about you quite often, in fact I miss you very
much. How is your American life.  When are you going to deliver a boy for
our family?"

Boy!, I was not even pregnant. And for getting pregnant, one need to be
doing sex, but my husband was not getting time for anything else than
computer programming. But I could not tell it to him, "Don't tease me
Jeejaji, we have just been married, enjoying life for some time, boy or
girl later, let me first settle here", I said.

"Ok, ok then when are you coming for the wedding, everyone is expecting
you, is your husband coming?", he asked.

"I will come anyway, but my husband is not coming, he is not getting leave"

"So your husband and my wife are not attending the marriage, that's very
nice", Jeejaji commented. "Cheenu is away for past two weeks yaar, Jeejajee
is now on a fast in her absence, I may take food outside if this goes on".
He was always speaking in a double meaning, and ladies were fond of him for
that. He always spoke like that.

"Don't be naughty Jeejaji, Cheenu will come soon, homely food in not
contaminated, but outside food is not like that, always there is a chance
of contamination", I said.

"Don't worry, yaar your Jeejaaji always wears condom to prevent
contamination, don't you know?", he said.

That reference made me thinking about an incident in the past. It was after
Cheenu's delivery. I was helping her to look after the new born. One day I
saw a balloon hanging between clothes in the string meant for drying
clothes. I took it and inspected it, it was a white balloon full of some
milky substance.  I could not understand what that was. It had a smell of
raw cut ladies finger. When I showed it and asked Cheenu what was the glue
like substance filled in he balloon. She was shocked and she hurriedly took
it away and flushed it down through the toilet. Then she told me about the
usage of condoms and as she was not having regular periods her husband was
fucking her using condoms. Then she might have told about it to your
husband that he asked me "Saali, Cheenu told me that you have taken some
glue from a balloon in our room. If you want glue you may just contact your
Jeejaji, I am always at your service". My face became red.

He went on asking when I would come and about arrangements of marriage and
finished as mobile phone calls are expensive. Then I relaxed on my posh
sofa and had sip of French wine. My thoughts began wandering to the
past.Memories about my elder cousin Cheenu, my Jiju Ravi , time we spend
together as I and Cheenu stayed in our Nainital for our studies, running
joke that I being the youngest cousin will have to take both my Jija ,jokes
between my mom, mausi (mothers elder sisters) and our aunty , things were
just rolling past my eyes. My mother got married at an early age according
to the custom prevailed at that time when women were married off as soon as
they attain puberty. So she was married when just turning 16 and exactly
after 9 months my sister was born and I am the second child. My mother was
not much educated and she came from a village background. They used to
speak in a bawdy language often full of references about sex, copulation
etc. She is not only extrovert, bold but while indulging in her jokes she
will not even sometimes spare me. She was youngest sister and my manjhali
mausi was only a year elder to her while the eldest mausi was 4 years elder
to her. And both of them like mom used to indulge in bawdiest jokes and
songs. At my Nainital my mama and aunty were there. When mom will come to
Nainital mami will offer water second but will welcome her with gallis (
abusive languages) first. And mom will pay her back in the same coin.

When we were only ladies around they always talked about sex and local
gossips like who fucked who in the neighborhood. My mother's only brother
was married and she was the bawdiest of all. She used every word in a
double meaning and she was freely using countryside language references
like cunt, pussy etc.  So I got the sexual education at an early age itself
unlike the city girls who get it through some Mills and Boone novels. My
mother and her sisters used the choicest abuses. They referenced each other
not with their maiden name but as mother of their children.  When I am
around rather my name was used like Reenu's mother. They Mami(aunty) will
welcome mom as `Rinu ki mummy pakki chinar (Rinu's mom is top slut) and mom
will respond "Rinu ki mami badi chudavsi unki bur main ghus gaye 10-10
yaar" (Rinu's aunty is a top fucker and in her cunt she devours 10-10
lovers). It was not limited to the songs.  They will hug each other and
invariably mom will either squeeze mami's boobs or pinch her on her hips
saying ` It seems there was a great fucking at night and see how these
boobs grow in my brother's hands". My aunty will respond saying `Why not,
your brother is ready to fuck me even in front of you. Last time when I
went for a wedding he fucked me in the toilet while other ladies where
waiting for the toilet to take a leak". We had a servant too called Champa
who was a village belly and she was an encyclopedia of our countryside
gossips and scandals.


My uncle was also a naughty man. He used to pat my mother's ass and her
elder sisters in the same way he handled his wifes. He had no reluctance to
press the milky boobs of my aunty in front of others. My aunty was an
always sweating woman. Her blouse and petticoat will be always socked in
sweat and dirt while working in the kitchen. Her armpits would be drenched
even at winter. My uncle was extremely font of her sweating and he used to
sniff her wet armpits when he see her at the kitchen. He never bothered
what others were thinking of him. The women in the house were also aware of
his craziness about the wet armpits of my aunty. They often make jokes
about it. When my mother would tease him referencing that the aunty had
just did some heavy work and she was now all soaked. He will pull mom in
his lap and tease her, he will sometime pinch mami on her hips innocently
saying there was an ant. When elder sister will come, mom and aunty will
join the fun and often they cupped her fat buttocks. So wet words were not
taboo rather they were part of vocabulary of everybody around us. Sex was
omnipresent in whatever form possible in my mother's house.


My aunty was a carefree person and she was mostly responsible for it. She
was very caring and loving. She used to tease even the children and was of
habit of examining our boobs and its growth.  When mom or mausi was not
around she will use her colorful vocabulary with us. She will be supported
by Champa the servant, who is a malish(massage) expert. When people have
gone after lunch and ladies were comparatively free of workload, my aunty
will go to the Tamarind tree under which a wooden cot was always left for
people to relax under the tree having fresh air. My aunty will remove her
blouse and will lay there like a wrestler. Champa will take a pot of
gingelly oil with her and start massaging my aunty. The atmosphere will be
hot and the massaging will continue for an hour. I had seen Champa
massaging my aunty's enormous breasts coated with glistening gingelli oil
or mustard oil depending on the climate.  When I and Cheenu were only in
std 8th she will tease us by singing Rinu's pussy started growing hair,
Cheenu's breasts are bigger than Reenu. Cheenu is a better fuck than Reenu
as Cheenu has a lot more hair in her moth. At that age we did not know what
words begin from cunt,pussy,phallus etc. My aunty used to comment on our
developing body even in front of my mom and mausi and everybody will join
in laughter.

One day I asked our servant Champa bhabhi (like my mom and mausi we too
used to call her bhabhi and she used to tease her young nands). "Champa,
why you are saying cunt, cunt whats is that?". She laughed and lifted my
skirt indicating my vagina,"Reenu cunt means all this part of you
body. Cheenu has a lot of hair there. When we become older hair starts to
grow there. Don't worry you too have started becoming hairy. See your pussy
triangle, its now flat no? But see my pussy, she lifted her skirt and
showed her milky white pussy. It had no hair, I was amazed seeing a elder
woman's pussy for the first time. It was big and was a triangle. Like the
bisector which our teacher taught it had a channel which was dark between
her pussy triangle. "Champa, you have no hair there, you are grown up no?"
I asked. Champa laughed and told me that she used to shave her pubis to
escape from the scorching heat and she hinted me that my aunty also does it
occasionally.  I asked her what is the meaning of `chudavathi' which they
often use. Champa laughed and asked me "Do you want to become a
chudavathi?" then said the meaning of the word was that chudavathi means a
lady who has been fucked by a man. Fucking means putting the large penis of
a man into our vagina.  I felt ashamed and got myself released from her but
mami joined and held me giggling and said "Reenu, don't be ashamed, there
is nothing in this to be ashamed of. Champa is a chudavathi, aunti is
chudavathi and your mother is also a chudavathi. Unless we all get this
`chudai' (poking) how could we get such nice beautiful children like
Reenu".

Champa giggled and she pinched me on my budding boobs. My uncle and aunty
used to indulge in sex almost at every opportunity totally oblivious to two
growing teen girls in house. Our room was adjacent to their bedroom. So
every night when its completely dark and silent, we heard Aunty's loud
moaning and creaking of bed. We got an idea about what was happening. One
day I remember it very vividly even today, I was in 10th and alone as Chinu
has gone to her parents place. It was winter and evening came early. My
school closed before scheduled time and I came . My aunty was busy
somewhere so I went directly to my room and entered into my bed. It was
very cold and weather was gloomy. When my sleep broke I heard some sound
and opened the door slightly. Light has gone out and in dim light I could
see aunty being held by uncle who has bend her. In this situation neither
of them could see me. Mami was whispering, "Not here, the girl Reenu will
come now, hey! leave me let us move to bed room". Mama quizzed, "hey Rinu
must be still in school so we are all alone. So what difference does it
make and I'm feeling so hot after your five days break. I knew that
reference that he was impatient for normal intercourse as my aunty was in
her periods. A big amount of dry clothes were tied between her legs during
that time and I had seen Champa burning those red stained clothes.

My aunty assumed that I was still at school and allowed my uncle to undress
her and fuck during the day time. She too was horny. Normally woman are
very horny on the days when their period has just over. She protested
meekly that its better to move to their bedroom. However he realized that
protestations were mostly symbolic and as his one hand was grabbing my
aunty's boobs he lifted her Skirt , saying that he can not wait. He
stripped her very fast and in no time he mounted from rear. He was fucking
her from behind like the ox does it to the cows. I could see his tight
buttocks muscles contrasting and was hitting my aunty's fat buttocks with a
`phus, phus' sound. I was transfixed. I could see the joyous way in which
mami was responding, glow on her face and when he squeezed her boobs she
gave small moans. Soon pounding started in real frenzy. Mami was responding
in unison. Meanwhile but she asked him " Hey what happened today? you are
in great mood?!. He answered by bringing hisorgan almost fully out and
shoving it full in one thrust,"I was hungry for full five days now I know
you too will be hungry to have my cock into your fuddy(pussy). "If you are
doing this what will we do at night?" she teased him.  In reply my uncle
put his hands between her thighs andapparently squeezed her clit as she
gave a very loud moan , which further inflamed passion of Mamma. My uncle
was telling her that as nobody was there in house at this time let him fuck
her in the verandah so that they can watch if anybody approached. I was
surprised to hear my aunty giving consent and they both moved to the open
verandah full naked and began to fuck her from the front. Aunty was lying
on the floor with her legs spread and uncle was ramming his big cock into
her fuddy. They did not know that I was in the house and from my window I
can see them close and clear. They were expecting someone from outside and
never knew I was watching them inside.  It went on and on. I was mute and I
don't know when my hand went inside my skirt and I was caressing me over my
panty. Only when they came and I realized what I had seen, first fucking of
my life and I'm almost wet I walked inside on my toes and went back to bed.

My aunty came after sometime and was almost shocked to see me, but when she
realized that I'm sleeping she felt solace. She put the tea on table and
woke me up gently I smiled and took the tea. I went to kitchen where she
was preparing dinner. She asked me to do some help in the kitchen as she
planned to sleep early. I too joined in the chores. I asked her what was
the reason for going to to sleep early and she replied uncle was very
hungry; I smiled impishly and dared to ask, "Why aunty, isn't his hunger
satisfied with the evening fiesta?", my aunt looked at me in surprise. She
realized what I meant and said "So you were here ?!" . "No aunty, I did not
see anything", I pretended to be innocent. hey it means. She took the
rolling pin in zest and said "If only someone put his penis inside your
pussy you will understand the hunger". As light was out we took dinner in
candle light and as mamma was taking dinner fast in order to retire to
their bedroom.  I could barely suppress my laugh knowing well that why was
he in a hurry. Looking at my smile my aunty blushed and she understood I
had seen them fucking in the verandah.  When I went back to my room, mami
came and offered two candles to me. One she lit and other a real huge and
thick one she gave me winking at me and she made a whole with her thumb and
index finger and pushed candle in it and moved it imitating a penis in a
pussy .She said to me , "Reenu, you can watch us if you want, and have this
second big candle in your pussy and it will be very exciting. But before
doing it apply some Vaselene and stretch and spread your legs
thoroughly. That night as lights were out they did not even close the
window but I could listen not only moaning and creaking. My aunty talked a
lot and gave instructions to him like "Bite my boobs", "yes fuck me like
that, put your fat lund into my pussy". She was talking as if giving a
radio commentary. I understood that my aunty must be knowing that I was
listening and she was giving detailed description .

From the next day aunty and I became closer friends. Not that there was any
curtain between us as before. She taught both Cheenu and me how to measure
our breasts and it was not done over our dress. We were striped stark naked
and she inspected our growth almost everyday when we were alone. Cheenu
resisted being naked before aunt but I also joined in disrobing her. And
then both of us were taken to purchase our first teen bra. Once I entered
in her room and saw a special oil, women's body oil and asked her hey what
it is for and she asked giggling for most important place and then she
became serious and said "Its for my breats dear, it's a herbal oil prepared
by my mother. It's the secret of my big breasts and showed me her big boobs
like footballs. No wonder why my uncle was crazy about her.  She told me
that I should realize that most important part for a girl are her boobs and
that is what make a man crazy about her so she must take proper care .She
offered me some of her oil so that I too get bigger boobs.

And she even made me lift my kurta and massaged it on my boobs. She
suggested that I was at the proper age for taking care of boobs as when
they don't develop in this age girl's start worrying but the time for
normal development is gone. When mom visited us both of them discussed this
and mom purchased a breast massager for me and Cheenu. By this time we were
in 11th. I had learned how to touch me and a friend of mine who was pro in
such things told me how tocaress labia and rub clit. I even read some books
kept in mami'sroom about oral sex various positions. I used to discuss this
with Cheenu and as for as listening was concerned she was an avid listener
but when it cam to active participation she developed coldfeet. And knowing
her nature I used to tease her by lifting her frock and squeezing her over
her panty. Then winter vacation started and it was time for family reunion
and as we could not leave because of exams everybody came here. My parents,
mother's elder sisters all came one by one to the house.  Final entrant was
the eldest sister of my mother. When I bowed to touch her feet she lifted
me and told mami, `arre Rinu has become a woman, look see her breasts, how
taut they look and well rounded too!" and she squeezed my breast in no
uncertain manner. Showing it to mami, she said "Such good global tits, I
think some boy had handled it. Otherwise how could they become so well
rounded and the nipples taut like cherries.I was nonplussed but she giggled
and said " aare I meant they make you really beautiful, don't get
embarrassed". And she kept on caressing and fondling them. "No mousi, I
wont allow any boy to touch me there. I am not like that", I defended
myself.

My eldest Mausi laughed and hugged me "Don't worry dear, I was just teasing
you little devil. But there is nothing wrong in allowing someone to press
your boobs at this age. If no boys then allow any girl. Its better to
massage your breats at this age whch will help you to develop good
breasts. Do you know your mother and I started caressing each other and
that's why we got better boobs than any of other sisters?! She was then
caressing my young teen boobs said it is known as choonchiya uthan and this
the best age for enjoying. You can flaunt them, show it to boys and they
will do what is known as chakshu chodan and so before even getting your
body touched, you are giving joy to so many. And you should never hide it
and even if you must, hide only partly. And then mom came and she said
"Whats is happening here? Leave my daughter alone, You are at your old
tricks again?" . My mother too surprised to seeing my breasts become such
large and she turned her eyes away from me. But my elder mousy was still
pinching m nipples and was reluctant to leave my boobs.  She said to my
mother that she was only comparing my breasts with her own daughters. Her
daughter was Neelu who was also looking at my breasts with a special
interest. Mom showed mock anger and said "Okay, don't envy about her, your
black eye should not be on my pretty daughter" ,she asked me to dress my
shirt up. Meanwhile Neelu didi, her daughter and our eldest cousin came and
we hugged each other and I dragged her to my room.

She was eldest and most mature amongst us. She had spent most of time in
Punjab and used to behave like a Punjabi kudi(village belly). She had most
`experience' and will tell bawdiest jokes, and methods on how to tease the
boys. But as badi mausi was located far away they used to visit only 2-3
times in a year. She hugged me again and almost measured my boobs and said
"ooooh Reenu your tits have become ripe for handling. How did they became
such big in an year? Are you massaging it?". I laughed and said "No, No
Neelu Didi". Neelu squeezed again asked my size. I replied 32 and quickly
added the cup size C. Neelu exclaimed "Perfect size hai for boys to handle
you. Men will die for you for having the right size, now come inside and
let me have a closer look". She pushed me inside the quilt. She lifted my
skirt and squeezed my cunt over my panty. "Hey do you touch yourself here",
she asked me. I could not speak lie to Neelu didi so I admitted
hesitatingly "Yes". She felt happy and pressed her fingers hard "Okay your
have progressed somewhat, lets see how much?!",. But she did not stop
there. She took my fingers and took it to her pussy region and said "Ok
show me how you do it? "  She lowered her panties and allowed my fingers
inside her panty. I was shaking as it was broad daytime but she being Neelu
didi was not to be deterred. When my fingers gripped her pussy there was no
mark of hair. She opened a film magazine and asked me to look in there and
let my hands to do its job. We were so engrossed in reading magazine and
chatting about it but inside the quilt my fingers were caressing outside
labia. I was using two fingers to gently squeeze them; I started trailing
from the base of her clit and go even beyond her cunt. I was using tip of
my fingers and slowly I increased the pressure and when felt wet ness
suddenly I gabbed her cunt in my palm and started rubbing it hard with base
of my palm grinding against the clit. Till that day I had not inserted any
finger but after rubbing with palm for some time when I could feel that she
is becoming hot I slowly stopped the grind and started my caressing with
two fingers but this time they were teasing inner side of labia with force
and authority. Neelu didi admitted yes I had learned something but
meanwhile my aunty suddenly entered the room and admonished us. "Hey,
what's is going on here?". Neelu didi teased her "Oh, aunty, you are an ant
in our heaven, please go away and don't tell anybody". I was shocked to
head Neelu being so bold to aunty. However unlike her she did not respond
and was looking perturbed. Without stopping my fingers I asked my aunty if
we had caused any trouble. My aunty replied that she was inspecting the
rooms to arrange the sleeping arrangement for all newcomers and family
members comfortably tonight.

Suddenly an idea flashed in my mind and I suggested my aunty "Auntie, there
is a room (Barsathi) on the roof and it is presently vacant, I, Neelu didi
and Cheenu can sleep there and you can use this room for Mausa ji or
whomsoever you may like". She felt relived but again quizzed saying that
what could be done about absence of any cot there. Neelu didi this time
came to rescue and said, "We will take a sofa from here and rest we will
manage ourselves, don't worry aunty" . She was feeling happy and was back
in her true colour and said ok but you will be all alone there. "Don't call
for any boy friends there", she winked at us mischievously and left to the
kitchen. As she turned her back I pinched at Neelu didi's cunt and with
drew my fingers. Neelu didi was really happy and said yes it was good. She
asked me," Reenu did you do it with Cheenu, I think she is right to
fingered , Don't lie to me I bet you are doing it to each other" saying
this she cupped by boobs and I was thrilled. I said "No Neelu Deedi, Cheenu
is very shy. She wont undress before me. Always she keep the changing dress
when she goes to bath room. Cheenu never piss in open too like all did
here". Then I disclosed Neelu didi that in fact I had tried to take a look
at Cheenu's privates when she was asleep. But even in her deep sleep, she
closes her thighs together. Most of the nights she wears panties and bra
and even when I put my hands over her boobs she removed it. Neelu didi
told, "ok it means I will have to train her but you are also learning so
that we may have to train her together. No girl exists in the world who
doesn't take any advances from girls or boys. It's the tactic and
atmosphere which decides the course. I have made so many girls do . I said
"yes Guruji" to Neelu with genuine respect. She started narrating her
experience of boys how she goes out to movies with them and do dating and
how they kiss her on neck and fondle but she has not permitted anybody to
touch under the garments. I asked innocently "Why guru ji?". She laughed "
You will not understand Reenu.  When a boy touches a girl the girl will be
saying "No", "No" but a girl's No means Yes. Its not possible for a girl to
keep control of the situation when a boy touches over your boobs directly.
It is hard to maintain the control and once you loose control, very soon
you lose your cherry too. She said that she had no objection to that, but
as it is a once in a life time experience she wanted to do with somebody
special and in such a surroundings that she will savor it most. I said
"Neelu didi, but its too painful no? how can u accommodate such pain?"
Neelu didi laughed and squeezed my boobs saying "Banno (pet name like
girl), pain is half of the joy and that makes it memorable".  Meanwhile my
aunty appeared on the scene and scolded us for chatting but not moving cot
etc. She asked us to act fast as elder ladies want to rest soon after
dinner. But I knew she was the only one who wanted to retire to the room as
she was now completed her menstrual period and thus maximum horny like her
husband. "Ok girls, what are you both doing here under a quilt let me see",
she lifted the quilt in a sudden pull, but much before that like good girls
we were reclining properly. We shifted the cot and prepared room on the
roof. It was really remote and one could close the door to roof and one has
to walk some distance on the roof to approach room. It has an attached
toilet and bathroom too. We shifted our things and brought Cheenu things
too. When Chhenu came, Neelu didi hugged her in her inimitable style
squeezing her boobs too and whisperings some dangerous things. She did
laugh but was feeling apprehensive about sleeping with us. She did discus
with Mausi ji if she can sleep with others but was advised against it (and
slowly I realized it was not so much about space as it was to keep these
growing teens away from nocturnal activity).

It was early dinner and I teased my aunt saying "auntie why are you leaving
earlier to your room, lets have some chit chat" and she laughed
understanding my innuendo and said "I have to arrange place for
everyone. Already your mother is complaining she is getting sleepy". Cheenu
was wearing a slawar coveing her legs and it made me and Nelu didi
giggle. When we went up I innocently asked my manjahlai Mausi and Cheenu's
mom , `mausi can we close the barsathi from inside?' she nodded yes and
even said ki tomorrow is holiday so everybody will get up late so we can
take our time . I bolted the door from our side and stopped for a minute
and listened mausi bolting door from their side too. I told Mausi," yes we
have brought our clothes here only and we will come down after getting
ready. She was going down the stairs and said thek hai aaram se aana. I was
overjoyed not because I knew about activity down the stairs but because it
will give time for me and Neelu didi to enjoy us. I was wondering how would
we conquer the girl Cheenu to make her naked against her wish. Will Neelu
did succeed making Cheenu surrender to us and to train Cheenu may be much
against her wishes. It was hard for me to tackle her alone but with the
strength of Neelu Didi she was no match.

The dinner was served and after dinner everyone retired to their allotted
rooms. So I, Neelu and Cheenu went to the Barsathi upper side. Cheenu
pleaded to sleep with her mother but she asked her to go with Neelu and
me. When I entered room Neelu didi had changed into her night dress but
Cheenu was still in her sahlwar suit ( long suit with two parts upper long
shervani and bottom loose pants). I too changed into night gown and
whispered to Neelu didi that door to roof is closed from both sides and her
face glowed. Neelu didi asked me to take initiative and she will support me
at all cost. Cheenu said she will sleep at the farthest corner. But Neelu
prevented it by saying that she will sleep there as her legs were long and
she used to sleep on her chest. So Cheenu was placed between Neelu and me.
Neelu pretended to be sleepy and was lying down on one side of Cheenu who
was apprehensive about our pranks but we bid good night and switched of
even night light and we went to sleep. I could feel that Cheenu is
uncomfortable sleeping in middle of two girls. I suspected she knew my
misadventures of feeling her nakedness and did not get courage to say
openly to me that she did not like it. The closeness to Cheenu's body began
to excite me in some unknown ways. I could smell her sweat from her wet
armpits. The salwar suit she was wearing was so silky and not at all
suitable in such congested rooms. Cheenu was trying to get sleep by
changing sides and tried to move away from me. But Neelu effectively
prevented it by coming towards us and she lay in a W like fashion with her
folded knees hitting Cheenu's midriff. The more Cheenu tried to move from
my side the close become Neelu's knees touching her belly. Neelu expertly
used her kneecaps so that at every moment her knees touched Cheenu exactly
around her pussy. I moved facing Cheenu and I tried to comfort her. I put
my hands on her boobs as if absently , but she pulled it away. I changed my
sides and pretended to be asleep when nothing happened for 10-15 minutes,
Cheenu felt reassured and had a cat sleep. I turned and slowly grabbed
string of her shalwar. The salwar is tied at the midriff using a chord,
which has a running loop at the front to loose it easily. But Cheenu had
tied it without a running loop and I could not untie it without waking
her. But I tried with the knot for about ten minutes without waking her cat
sleep and finally I was succeeded. The string was loosen and I silently
placed my hand on her lap. Then a finger touched mine and scratched. It was
Neelu didi's fingers. The moon had risen and the room was not dark. As soon
as I loosened the chord of Cheenu's salwar, Neelu began to lower it from
backside and unknown to Cheenu we succeeded to lower the salwar to her knee
level. But in place of a pair of panties we found Cheenu worn a khaki
knickers. The knickers were rough and had buttons. It was not possible to
remove knickers without waking her. Neelu hugged her close from behind and
nodded me to proceed. I began to unbutton her knickers and in the process
Cheenu woke up. Incidentally her hand reached the buttons and she said
"What is this?". She tried to resist but before she could do anything her
hands were tightly held by Neelu didi. I did not show any hurry in opening
her shalwar. Teasingly slowly I opened it and pulled it down. This was the
turn for Neelu didi who kept on holding her hands with her one hand and she
pushed her knickers down. Now Cheenu was expecting our hands to invade her
thigh land but it were not to be and was firmly covering her pussy with
folded hands. My hands went inside her top and grabbed her breasts. And
Neelu didi had taken the lower front. She was very softly rubbing her labia
with her both fingers and I was tweaking cheenu's tits . She responded
slowly but there was a very strong mental resistance. I started cupping her
small pert young boobs softly while now Neelu didi was applying pressure on
her clit. Her body became warmer, resistance was now reducing and she has
started showing some response. Neelu was licking Cheenu's back and I felt
Cheenu was melting and soon we could make her willing participant. But
Cheenu was not showing any signs of acceptance. I did not know what to do
next.  Suddenly Neelu didi rolled over Cheenu and called me and said "Reenu
it seems Cheenu is not liking it. Lets play with us. Let us make love to
you ! Reenu".

I got out of bed and tried to remove my clothes. I looked at Cheenu and saw
she was eagerly looking at me. Then Neelu stood up and embraced me showing
her love signs to Cheenu, ignoring her. "Hey Reenu, why you are feeling so
shy? In a year or two when you will get married, everyday you have to
disrob everyday for your husband. God knows is he will make you naked in
daylight too. So don't be shy. Let me see you naked, dear. Don't be shy",
Neelu began helping me with the dress. She told me, "Ok if you are so shy
Reenu, then you imagine you are Cheenu. I will make love to Cheenu. So you
don't get much shy. Just imagine its Cheenu and not Reenu being naked, ha
ha and I am Cheenu's lover". We were still clad in our nightgown. Neelu
didi held me in her arms and started caressing. She was holding my head and
her fingers were playing with my long lustrous black tresses and her
smoldering lips were inches away from my lips. Suddenly she held my head
with both her hands strongly and kissed me on my lips. I almost got
singed. But I responded boldly and kissed her back. Our eyes were laughing
and dancing and we were inebriated. Neelu didi's one hand opened strings of
my gown and it slipped over my shoulders showing my boobs which were
hardening. Her both hands were still holding my hands and her kisses have
become bolder longer. Now our tongues were playing with each other. I too
opened Neelu didi's nightgown and for second we parted to let the gown slip
on ground and we came out of it. Cheenu was transfixed looking at us but we
were taking no notice.

As soon as we both became naked and stood as two mermaids in a full moon
night. Both of us held each other's back and started grinding slowly. Her
boobs (which were slightly heavier than mine) started crushing mine and she
started moaning calling me as Cheenu and uttered "Cheenu darling your tits
are so soft and firm, Ahhhhhh I am getting so excited, just rub your tits
on me. Cheeeeeenuuuuu", Neelu was rubbing her breasts over mine. I too
joined and said "yes yes", make love to me Neelu". Neelu didi again started
kissing me but this time they were fast and small kisses like a butterfly
fleeting from one flower to another. She will kiss on my eye and when I
will expect next one to be on my check she will bite my ear lobes. Her one
hand was holding me but other has started caressing and squeezing my firm
young ass. I was almost melting under this attack. Neelu didi held me in
her arms and said "Cheenu let us move to bed". I said non coherently "Yes
my Sajan(lover)", and we moved to bed. I moved to the cot and lay very
close to Cheenu as our bodies were rubbing each other and now she was fully
drawn to our lust. Then like a cloud hovering over green pastures, Neelu
didi bent over me. She came between my spread thighs but no part of her
body was touching mine. She took a fleeting kiss of my eyelids and
playfully when I shifted my face to avoid my lips she not only kissed
around my eyelids and pulled my eyelashes. She kissed on my cheekbones and
bit me hard. Now her kisses were strong and demanding. She came to nap of
my neck and kissed me there. Her tongue traveled down but teasingly she
left my tits and went directly to base of my now fully hard tennis ball
size teen boobs. Her tongue, like flames of passion engulfed my breasts and
I was moaning. With every kiss she was calling me Cheenu and I could feel
that in this heat, resistance and resolve of our sis who was looking at us
very intensely was melting down. Suddenly, like a kite swooping down on its
prey, Neelu didi grabbed my both teen boobs and started squeezing them, but
even now her palm was not touching my tits that had become fully erect
now. She was cupping, squeezing and crushing with full force. Her lips had
arrested my lips and her tongue was deep inside my mouth. This continued
for some time and then very slowly she touched my love lips with her love
lips and only they were touching our thighs were just inches apart. It put
fire in my portals of love and now I could no longer resist. I raised my
hips and she smilingly came down and started grinding my cunt with her
cunt. Now Neelu didi had move to the main course and her nimble fingers had
grabbed my one passion filed hard tit and were puling it stretching it hard
and her lips captured other tit.

When Iturned my face I saw Cheenu very close and her face was aglow with
desire her boobs were hard and tits were fully aroused. I smiled at her and
she smiled back. I held her small hard breast and squeezed it softly. Her
smile become broader and as if she pushed her boobs in my hand. I cupped
them more firmly and my hand started replicating what Neelu didi's hand was
doing to my boobs. My long nail started journey upwards pressing hard and
after reaching at tits pinched it slowly. And she moaned. In the first time
my life I heard my sis Cheenu moaning. It gladdened me and I continued
pulling her tit pinching it and I could here her voice yes Rinu yes please
keep on ... Meanwhile Neelu Didi had put full focus on rubbing my cunt
wither cunt. She was holding my slender waist with both her hands and with
force she was doing a strong rubbing of my cunt with her cunt.Our thighs
were entwined, my one hand was scratching Neelu didi's back and my hips
were high answering every pressure of Neelu didi. When I again look at
Cheenu's face while squezzing her boobs hard she was looking at my breast
which were bearing marks of nails and teeth of Neelu didi. I gently held
her hand and brought it to my boobs and pressed it against it. Feeling was
so good and soon she learned the trick .As my hand was pressing squeezing
her breast she was doing same to me. We lost our senses. Neelu didi had
located my clit and now her one hand was playing with it rubbing,
pressing. I was on the verge of orgasm. When Neelu didi looked at me I
smiled and indicated toward Cheenu who was cupping my boobs hard while her
boobs were being pressed by me. She also moved her one hand between
Cheenu's thighs and cupped her mound. Now Cheenu didi came with a loud moan
and started pressing her cunt in Neelu didi's hand. It further aroused her
and Neelu started doing rubbing and grinding of my cunt in full frenzy and
in no time I came. Neelu didi left me and went to the side of Cheenu and
lied down. We were all very exhausted but soon all of sudden we started
giggling. Both of us hugged Cheenu who was still holding my boobs as I was
cupping hers. I kissed her on earlobes while Neelu Didi kissed her on her
swell of boobs. I complained to Neelu didi "Neelu didi you are holding
Cheenu so close and keeping her all for yourelf . Let me also enjoy
her". Hugging Cheenu she asked "Sure why not, Cheenu will also be yours"
and she nodded her head very slowly.

When Neelu didi sat between thighs of Cheenu this time without even
touching her choot she spread her thighs. I smiled to Neelu didi and we
started our joint plan. I took care of top and she of bottom. I began
fondling and caressing her now very hard young boobs but teasingly my
fingers will stop short of her tit which were very erect now and began
demanding attention. Neelu didi too was rubbing her labia and trying to
locate her clit, and as soon she discovered and found it is already hot and
responding started pressing it. Cheenu was responding, she was raising her
hips but Neelu didi kept her cunt barely touching her fluttering cunt
lips. Now Cheenu has no recourse lft but ask for it. "Neelu didi, please do
it, do it to me, you are my Sajan" . But as if she is not listening Neelu
didi pressed her thumb and started rotating it on her clit. Cheenu lost all
inhibitions, and began rolling herself in the cot pelading please Neelu
didi "O please do it to me like you did to Reenu please Neelu love me like
you did it to Reenu". Neelu didi played ignorant and asked Cheenu, "What
dear tell me again" . I grabbed her boobs and pressed hard. She said love
making and I smiled and pulled her tit and said "Arre Cheenu, be more
frank.Tell me exactly what do you want me to do ?". She was in flames but
she said "Neelu didi I cannot tell I am ashamed". Neelu teased her "Cheenu
I don't understand say it clearly what do you want me to do, then only I
can help you?" When she felt there was no way out she said "ok fuck me fuck
me". But Neelu didi was not to bow and she said "Fucking!! Whats is that
dear.Tell me in Hindi I want to hear exactly what you want to be done?"
. Neelu didi started rubbing her clit in a frenzy and now se was beyond
anything and she blurted out "ohhh oohhh" moaning very loudly " please
please , ohoo Neelu don't tease me more, I want you to fuck my cunt. I want
to fuck me like Uncle does to our aunty. I want you to fuck me like a bull
does to a cow". And that was the signal we were looking for. Now Neelu didi
pressed her cunt on Cheenu's cunt and started fucking her wildly. I too
started pulling her tits pinching rolling and leaving my nail marks. Cheenu
was moaning wildly , her hips were moving in unison with Neelu didi and it
continued for some time But Neelu didi's timing was superb . She will
realize when Cheenu is on the verge of cumming she will stop suddenly and
indicate me too. Cheenu will beg for release and she will make her promise
that henceforth she will use only those words and she was made to say Lund
Burchoot chudai (Cock, pussy, cunt) many times and only then she will
start.With her expertise in 4-5 minutes she will again bring her close to
brink and this will be my turn to extract promise that she will never say
no to my fingers and soon she was exclaiming and demanding Rinu "please
meri choonchi ko khub kas karke ragdo Neelu didi please meri choot main han
yes aise hi (Reenu please rub my pussy harder harder yes like that forcely
yaahh aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh) " and then we realized that her initiation has
begun and Neelu didi brought her to release. However this time Neelu didi
too got exhausted. For a long time all three of us kept lying down hugging
each other softly.