Date: Tue, 12 Nov 2002 12:17:28 +0000 (GMT)
From: Alisha Mathew <alisha69ksk2002@yahoo.co.in>
Subject: Bi/ Stealing Brother's wife III By Alisha

Stealing Brother's Wife III By Alisha

I did not go to my house directly instead I wandered around the fields and
met some of my friends. I reached my home at night. Then my brother and
father had come and they were eating supper. "Where were you till this
time?, what are you doing wandering here and there?. Don't you have
anything to study?", my brother questioned me. "I was at the library", I
said. My brother's wife was checking me, she took the waste dish and
emptied the fish bones and other waste to the waiting the country dog's
face. "Go away, you filthy rascal, coming after licking all the dirt I cant
stand the smell of you, take these and go away", she said to the dog. "what
are you telling, let that dog lay there its not disturbing any of us and
why did you took the waste dish now we are still eating, don't we?", her
husband asked."He was wandering in the neighbourhood from the morning and
god knows what he sucked. He had no decency, he will sniff at any dirty
things, I cant stand his smell", she said. I guessed she was indirectly
hitting at me, she has been referring my pussy-eating episode with the
neighbour girl Villu. "Dogs always smell, its nothing unusual, he doesn't
bath everyday", my brother said. "I know, but I can's stand this rotten
smell, it's the smell of rotten coconut husk, perhaps it may be coming from
somewhere else", she kept digging at me. "Hey boy, come here, is the smell
coming from you, have you cleaned your face and hands?", my blood
boiled. "Why are you quarelling with him, he has just come from the culvert
after usual gossiping, boy, eat supper and study something", my mother
intervened. "I think Gita is off mood today, she is quarrelling with
everybody today, is it time for your periods dear?" my brother asked. She
did not expect such an open remark about her periods before the entire
family, her face became red and she went to kitchen. I was happy with the
escape. The bitch!, spying on me and then trying to make others get clue of
my sexual adventures. Boy!, she calls me a boy, bitch you see my prick once
and you will never call me a boy.

On next day my mother went for a wedding and I was alone at home. "Don't
you have any fishing today boy?", my sister in law asked. "No, why do you
bother?", I asked. "Then don't you have that herbal paste, I want it some",
she asked. "Shall I apply it for you?", I asked. "No, I know how to apply
it, just give me that stuff", "Ok", I went and made the paste once again,
but this time I added leaves of a plant called 'choruthana' which is
infamous for its itching spell. I tried to peak around and peep when she
applies it.  She went inside the countryside bathroom made of coconut
leaves. I tried to peep at her through the walls but she heard my footsteps
and jumped out of it.  She asked me to go away. The next day when I awake
in the morning I saw my brother scratching his abdomen and the pubic region
frantically. He was in a hurry to go to his shop along with my father. My
mother went to her daily grass cutting routine. When I sat for break fast
my brother's wife asked me, "What hell was that you made
yesterday?". "Which one". "That bloody paste of you for the leach's
bite". "Oh that, it was same turmeric, tulsi, oh I forgot, I also added
some choruthana too". "You dirty pig, choruthana!!  so that's why its
itching everywhere".  "Is it, then it should not be added to that paste
anymore, oho, now only I learnt that". "You rascal, are you experimenting
your remedies in my pussy? Rascal wait till I tell to your brother, he will
kill you he has been itching and scratching for hours". "But I gave the
remedy to you only no, why should it cause itching for him?", I
wondered. "What to tell to you asshole, don't play innocent, you did it on
purpose, to make my pussy itching, but it's your brother who suffered most
from it". Then the boy who is Villu's brother came and asked, "Vasu, sister
is calling for you, please come", "Ok', you go I will come", I said. "Go ,
eat that dirty hole from morning itself, what a boy, worse than a dog", my
sister-in-law said. "Why you worry, its me eating what I want", I went
away.

When I reached Villu's house she was happily standing there. "Vasu, thank
you dear, my ailment is now fully cured, you saved me from the
embarrassment, how did you learn such remedies dear?". "Trial and error,
but my sister in law is cursing me for that", I said. "Why, its so
effective no?". "It was but I added some choruthana to it, but its my
brother scratching his pubis for that". "Ha ha ha , its natural no?". "How,
I gave it to my sister in law no?". "Are baba, he might have put his prick
into your sister's pussy yesterday night and naturally the paste hit his
prick no?". "Oh, I did not think that angle, now I got it". "Ok, if my
brother knows he will kill me, why did you call me, shall I see your bite
marks". "No, I cant show it now, the boy is outside, but I will show it
when no one is here." "Then I am going", I said. "Wait, you applied that
paste to your sister in law no? So you might have seen her pussy, is she
shaving there?". "No, she applied it herself, I don't know, why do you
bother about her pussy anyway?". "I was curious, "she is from town no? I
heard ladies from town shaves their pubes, I was wondering, well are you
sure you haven't seen it?". "No, I have no idea, if you are so curious why
don't you ask her directly?". "She is not that approachable, she doesn't
show her privates even when taking bath together", Villu said. "Why you are
crazy about her privates, anyway you women have got everything in common,
isn't it?", I asked. Then Villu's mother came and we changed subject. I
knew there was no possibility for any adventure that day , so I left to my
home.

When I reached my home, my mother was not there. I heard my brother's wife
humming a song and taking her bath in the outside bathroom. I tried to peep
through the narrow holes but there was no chance, then an evil thought came
to my mind. She had peeped at me while I was busy eating Villu's pussy, so
why couldn't I hide in her bedroom and if possible to have a nice view. My
prick jumped at the thought and I entered her bedroom without making any
noise about my presence. I looked around the room. There was no hiding
place like cup boards, big almarah etc. The ground was cement floor with
black oxide coating. Our house was not electrified, so the rooms are not
the brightly illuminated. The only possible hiding place was under the
double cot, there was a bundle of used rug and her big iron trunk under the
cot. The cot had plastic wires interwoven and a mat on it. I could see if I
lay under the cot but very risky to get caught too. Then I heard the
humming near, I had no time to move out so I did hide under the cot. I did
position there, holding my breath, and my heart was beating fast. Then my
brother's wife entered the room. She closed the doors and put latch from
inside. Little did she know I was lying under her cot.

My brother's wife Gita was dressed in a wet blouse and a skirt reaching
longer than her ankles. She drew the window curtains and removed the towel
by which she was holding her wet hair. What a mass of hair she had!, it
reached up to her buttocks when undone. She had enormous buttocks. They
were protruding backward, when she moved they did not move but just
vibrated. My prick was also vibrating then. I tried to calm him down by
squeezing the end with my hand. She was standing before the mirror, I could
see only from her behind. I prayed God, to make her turn to my side so that
I could get a clear view of her pussy. She unhooked her blouse and removed
it from one arm, it dangled from the other arm. She had a smooth and broad
back, the spinal chord was not visible like men, instead it was a deep
channel from the nape of her head and going down somewhere under her
buttocks. I could have jerked off if I was able to put my prick even in
that spinal canal. She was drying her hair using the towel at leisure,
meanwhile she was enjoying her proud breasts in the mirror. I could see
only her naked back, oh dear, please turn towards me, I pleaded
silently. Then she removed her blouse from the other arm too. She was then
topless, but still I could not see. Then she moved to the window to throw
some hair locks fallen from her mass of hair. Then I could see her proud
big darlings. What a fine pair of breasts, the jet-black nipples like a
grape fruit. The big areolas were almost two inches diameter. She was
drying under her breasts; she lifted each of them and dried the sweat beads
and water under it. They were responding to her self-caresses, I could see
goose bumps appearing on them when the towel moved away. She was standing
so close to the cot that I could see only up to her thighs from the angle I
was laying.  If only I could see that precious pussy, my prick agitated
like a viper kicked awaken from its coiled sleep. I suppressed him with
brutal force. He was pleading, "Give me that pussy, yeah". "Wait you
bastard, don't spoil, let me see her first", I cursed my disobedient prick.

Then fell her skirt to the floor near me, oh god, if she try to pick it by
her hand then I would be caught. I tried to move back but then I could not
see her. I saw her beautiful calves like two ivory pillars. There was a
blue shadow of small hairs on her legs. It appeared so sexy to me, if her
legs have that much hairs then what would be her pussy. When I had applied
that herbal I could not get a clean unobtrusive view. Then she threw the
skirt to the corner of the room using her legs, her silver 'kolus' ( a
jingling ornament worn at the bottom of legs) made musical sound. She moved
again to mirror and she was fully naked!. I could see her fat thighs almost
up to her buttocks. She took a sandalwood powder and started showering it
generously on her neck, shoulders, armpits, belly, navel in the respective
order. She poured a generous amount into her hands and then applied to her
busy armpits. She had cut her pussy hairs using scissors, but she did not
do anything about her bushy pits. Then I saw her frontal view, what a big
melons she was holding on her chest!, how could my brother hold them in his
hands, lucky guy, but he was an unromantic always a serious man. They were
jutting proud like never been handled by a man. What a temper they have
even without the support of brassieres they stood firm. What a fine bushy
armpits, they resemble like Villu's pussy I had munched. One can satisfy
him with those pits; her armpits were damp with her sweat and the long
bush. Thus they got an appearance of a pussy. So she cut only the hairs
from her pussy, the uncovered portions of her body were of ivory color. The
contrast between always-exposed midriff and starting of her hairline down
below from her navel proved it. Then she put her right leg on the cot and
started rubbing her asshole and the canal between her buttocks using the
wet towel. Even then I was not able to look at her pussy, fearing a
movement from my side would attract her attention. She dropped the towel
very near to me, I could inhale the sweet animal fragrance of her butt
channel, mixed with soap smell and powder. I sniffed at it like a dog.
Then she turned away and put a new skirt over her head and tied the string
around her midriff, I thought that show was over. But she did not put a
brassiere soon. Instead she moved half naked again to the mirror. She
lifted one big breast and to my dismay she sucked the tip , there was a
black mole about size of a small coin. It must be her beauty spot, "give it
to me I will kiss there a thousand times dear", I said without any
sound. Then my mother called her from outside, "Gita, where have you put
the matchbox?", "In the kitchen itself", she replied. Hurriedly she dressed
her brassieres followed by her blouse and unlatched the door. She went to
kitchen and using the opportunity I too jumped out of the room. My heart
was beating like a drum. I need to empty my prick, then I saw the boy and
Villu's mother going to market taking some tapioca for selling. That means
Villu would be alone in her house. I walked to her house.

"Hello Villu, don't you have type writing lessons today?", I asked. "Oh, I
didn't go, I have no mood", she said.  "Why, any love problems?". "Love?!,
who is going to love poor me?", she said. "Well there are people like me
who like you very much". "Is it, but you are so younger no, you are a small
boy?". "Are you sure I am small, you have seen my big tool". "Che, don't be
naughty, I cant marry you". "But you can then hold my tool and see how big
it is", saying this I pressed her buttocks with my angry lion struggling to
vomit after seeing the astonishing sexy body of my brother's wife. "Don't
press me, your prick will tore my ass", she said. "Well please hold it for
a while, haven't I licked your pussy, now its time to repay for the
medicine I applied", I said. "So you want fee, you said its free, why did
you come now, mother may come soon", she said. "Then I want to see your
breasts, at least you can do that favour to me". "Ok, I will open a hook of
my blouse, you don't expect much", she opened the top hook of her blouse. I
put my hands into her blouse from the top and pressed her hot boobs for a
while. I got idea that her nipples are raising and I kissed her cleavage
and her soaked armpits, she smelt of burning sulphur. She had a strong
odour but I had worse last time when I sucked her fishy pussy. She opened
one more hook and I was pulling her armpit hairs, I took my fingers and
sniffed at her raw sweat smell of her pits, the odour was stronger and
pungent there. She by that time lowered her hand and from the downside of
my khaki knickers took my prick.  It was then well groomed and the foreskin
had gone back, the pre cum was oozing from the red top of my prick.  She
felt it and said, "your prick is oozing gum, but it has a smell like ladies
finger when chopped". "It's a nice fluid, taste it, you will see how
delicious it is like chicken soup". "Is it, well lets see, she kneeled and
was inspecting my red bell topped prick, I shoved it to her face
cleverly. Before long her mouth was open and my prick was inside her
mouth. "Well its not soup, but rice juice may be", she said. "Suck it Villu
", I pressed her head to me. By that time my hands were busy milking her
boobs and with my free other hand I moved my prick in and out of her hot
mouth and slightly masturbated too. Before long the prick was ejected and
her mouth and lips were full of my white fluid, she tried to spit it and
some dropped on the floor. "I cant swallow it, its so sticky" she said.
"Don't worry, its alright, now let me do you", I said. "Do what?". "I want
to suck your pussy dear Villu like old times". "No Vasu, I haven't bathed
today, you will suffocate and someone may come", she tried to move.

I forced her to lay on a wooden bench and hiked the skirt above her
waistline and her steaming pungent pussy was open to me. It was really
pungent and smelling urine, a very difficult task to suck at it. I felt my
stomach trying to vomit, but I controlled and began sucking her pussy. I
opened her pussy and the outer folds were jet black and looked like dried
tobacco leaves, she was hairy too, added to that the smell of rotten egg,
there was something white like frozen oil inside the inner folds. Perhaps
its what is referred as white discharge. My god, I volunteered a damn nasty
job, but once it was started I wanted to finish it with a peak. "Ohh..haa
ha aaa yes,suck me..oooha Vasssssssuu , lick me there ..feel my clit...yaa
aha hhhhhhha ahhhh hooo yeehhhhhhhhh", she was moaning. She came to an
orgasm pretty sooner than I expected. But I was sure it was only tip of an
iceberg, a bigger one was in the anvil, then I heard some foot steps, I
looked at the front door which was open. None was there, better cover
myself. I adjusted her skirt down and while she was beginning to sit on the
bench, the door from kitchen was pulled open and my sister-in-law
appeared. Oh god!, she missed my cunt lapping by a precious minute.

"Oh, Vasu!, you were here, mother was looking for you, to go to market",
she said. She then turned to Villu who was embarrassed with her sudden
appearance and was adjusting her dresses and asked, "Villu I want some
common salt, we are out of stock". "I will take it", Villu replied in
relief and tried to go to kitchen. "Villu, is it so hot here, you have your
blouse opened, that's why I asked", she began another digging. A
countryside Sherlock Holmes!, bitch, I guessed that she was trying to
caught us red handed and she was so desperate to get some proof.  "Well one
hook missed, sorry", Villu said. "Oh, don't worry, Vasu was treating you
for your leach bite I hope, is his remedy applied today?". "No chechy, its
already cured, Vasu was just passing by this way", Villu tried to evade her
questions. "Ohfo, Villu were you drinking rice juice, its all over your
face and on the floor", Villu was taken aback, she tried to smear her lips
as if some semen was there. My brother's wife was playing a number, that
Villu did not understand. "No rice juice here", I intervened. "But, see its
all over the floor, perhaps it may not be rice juice, some awful smelling
thing, is it gum, were you making gum ?", she was asking again. "Ok, carry
on I will take the salt myself", she walked to the kitchen. She took a
pinch of salt and added," Villu why are you keeping everything open, salt
will melt no?, never keep anything wide open, something will happen". She
was clearly hinting her opened blouse and hiked skirt. "Vasu come with me,
mother wants you", she walked towards our house.

I followed her watching her big buttocks moving like two elephants in her
linen lungi. When we reached our house, my mother asked, "Gita, where were
you, how did you meet Vasu?". "Oh Vasu was at Villu's house, I went there
to take some salt, it was not here", she replied. "Salt, are, we have a jar
full of it, where did you look for it?", my mom showed a big jar full of
salt. "Oh, sorry I did not see it", she said. When my mother moved away,
she said to me, "Vasu, its very little time required for getting ill name,
better you keep your medicines and all that in this house, people are not
that blind". I flinched, what a lady, always spying and bitching on
me. What to do with her, I wondered.

(to be continued)