He was a rather mature and good-looking boy, too.
Stop it! She thought.
He’s only a boy.
But she suddenly realised there was a definite thrill inside her at the thought of having the boys watch her breast-feeding – and it wasn’t maternal! It was sexual!
She felt herself blush and turned away from Jagat to gaze at Karun.
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“If I do this, Karun, you must say nothing to your baba. Okay? I don’t know if he’d approve or not, so you say nothing.”
Karun’s face beamed, but he quickly changed it to a look of grateful sobriety and nodded.
Inside he was still bubbling, though. She’d given in.
They had made up the story about Jagat’s grandma and everything. And it had worked! It was true that Jagat didn’t have parent.
“Thanks ma. It’ll really help Jagat. And we won’t say anything to anyone. I promise.” He sounded so sincere!
Gauri suddenly felt rather nervous. “Well I’ll go get Niru and you tell Jagat.
But make sure he understands that this is just to help him and he is not to tell anyone about it. Okay?” she requested firmly, before leaving the kitchen and heading for the hall towards Niru’s room.
Jagat glanced up to watch Mrs Gauri.
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She was certainly a great looking woman! He watched her long legs beneath her pajama scissor across the room.
His eyes travelling up their length, over the red pajama, noting her full hips and buttocks accented by her slim waist.
She wore a loose white kamiz(long shirt) and her full 38DD breasts jutted out prominently, her cleavage quite visible over the low neckline.
She also had a beautiful face to go with her figure, Jagat thought as she disappeared down the hallway.
She had black long, silky hair, big eyes which she highlighted with a dark blue eye-liner, and full, red lips.
He stood up as his friend came into the lounge.
“We’ve done it!” he said to Jagat in an excited whisper, glancing towards the hallway door. “She’s gonna do it!”
“Yeah. I could hear you,” Jagat said smiling. “I reckon we’ll get to do more than just watch, too,” he added. “She ended up sounding keen.”
“Yeah,” Karun agreed. “But don’t go too fast, Jagat. She might freak. Then we’d both really be in the shit.”
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“Don’t worry, buddy. Just follow my lead. I got into Gauri’s sari by being ‘innocent’.
” He smirked. “Most women are suckers for ‘innocence’ and your ma won’t be any different.”
Karun shivered with excitement. “I hope so,” he said.
The idea of doing things with his ma like Jagat had talked about was a fantasy he had been thinking about for the last couple of months, watching his mother breast-feeding Niru, he had been almost constantly sexually aroused and his fantasy had become more of an obsession; and Jagat might help to make it a reality.
Mrs. Gauri walked back into the lounge room, baby Niru cradled in her arms.
Niru was mewling, her tiny face puckered and her mouth seeking upwards towards the firm breasts it rested beneath, her tiny hands touching the full mounds and trying to grasp them.
The two boys watched in anticipation as the neckline of the woman’s kamiz was pulled awry and the tops of her breasts uncovered by the baby’s groupings. Jagat stood up as she came towards the lounge.
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“Uh…Jagat, Karun said you wanted to…er…watch me…um…feed Niru,” she began to say, her blush spreading upwards as her excitement increased.
She still couldn’t believe she had agreed to this! “And Karun should have told you that I’ll let you only on the condition it goes no further than this room.” She looked at the boy, thinking again how cute he was; and she also noted, with a flutter in her belly, that he was quite well built and mature looking for his age too.
Jagat nodded agreement, his eyes flickering from her face to her breasts, causing an even stronger flutter in the pit of Gauri’s belly.
“Sure thing, Gauri,” the boy said enthusiastically. “I really appreciate it and none’ll ever know about it from me. Whatever happens,” he added, looking her boldly eye to eye, hinting at…?
Gauri looked back at him, her heart beating faster.
She knew the boy was hinting that there was a possibility of other things happening and she found her body tingling at that thought in spite of her internal thoughts telling her to stop the situation now – not to let it go any further.
But she didn’t want to stop.
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She suddenly realized the thought of deliberately exposing herself to Karun and his friend was highly erotic and something she wanted to do – in spite of her nervousness and that sense of wrong-doing.
She sat down on the lounge and the two young boys sat eagerly beside her.
Gauri laid Niru in her lap and began unbuttoning her kamiz with trembling fingers.
This was it!
She hadn’t bothered to put her bra on, not expecting anyone to come to the house this afternoon and she suddenly felt very naked.
She only had a pair of silk panties on beneath her pajama, and the kamiz. She felt the white material was wet – she had started leaking as soon as she had picked Niru up, as usual.
What the fuck, she decided.
She was turned on by the situation so she might as well just do it – as they say in the ad.
She unbuttoned her kamiz half the way down then pulled it back from her breasts.
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She left her orna(long skirf) in Niru’s room and this kamiz had button in the front.
“Jeeesus!” Jagat whispered. “You’ve got the most beautiful tits, Gauri!” he exclaimed. “Oh! I’m sorry!” he burst out, looking immediately contrite.
“I didn’t mean to say that! Honest, Gauri.” He looked at the half-nude woman beside him and had a good feeling inside him.
She was going to fall for his act.
“Its all right, Jagat. I don’t mind that word. Karun calls them ‘boobs’ but I like ‘tits’ as well,” Kovita said, her words coming out without any effort – which surprised her.
“You’re leaking already, ma,” Karun said, pointing to her near breast where white droplets of fluid beaded around her large nipple.
“Wow!” Jagat exclaimed, leaning forward to look at her. “So that’s how it comes out. Boy, your nipples are as beautiful as your tits, too,” he added.
Gauri blushed as she brought Niru up to the breast nearest Jagat.
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She shivered as the baby latched on to her nipple, sucking greedily as her milk flowed.
The two boys watched, their eyes meeting each other’s and giving a sly smile before moving back to the woman’s bared mammaries.
Her breasts were rounded and firm, jutting out from her chest.
There was a tracery of faint bluish veins underneath her smooth skin, leading towards her puffy, large pinkish-brown aureoles with their bright pink nipples.
Milk trickled from her un-attended breast and Karun touched it with his finger.
“Karun!” his mother said, startled at his boldness.
He had never touched her before. He looked at her guiltily and she immediately felt as though she’d been too harsh.
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After all, it was quite natural for the boys to be curious.
She smiled softly. “I’m sorry, hon. Its okay,” she said. “You can touch me.”
To her surprise, Jagat immediately put his hand over the bulge of her breast above Niru’s head when Karun touched her other nipple.
The boy looked up at her with such an imploring look that she decided not to react.
‘He’s only an inquisitive young boy,’ she thought, settling back against the sofa and letting them feel her.
Niru had ceased her greedy guzzling and was now steadily sucking on her nipple and Gauri felt the familiar stirring of desire from the baby’s suckling.
The room was quiet except for the boys’ heavy breathing and the occasional snorts from the baby. Gauri relaxed, letting the feelings of love, motherhood and desire flow through her.
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