Aarav was delighted to see the color TV his father bought, it was the first color TV in his village and he wouldn’t get tired of boasting about it to his friends.
Aarav was a little immature for an 18 yr old and his physique didn’t helped either anyone would easily mistake him for 15 or 16 yrs. It had some benefits too; his father wouldn’t include him in the farming.
Last time when his father took him to the farm for sowing of rice, he put all the seeds in a single hole, in his defend he said “father, you told me to put the seed in the ground, you didn’t mention anything about spreading it evenly.” After that incident his father never took him to the farm.
“Mother, Aarav disturbs me, he isn’t letting me watch my episode, I have been following it from a month.” Aarti complained to her Mother.
“Mother, I have to watch Shaktimaan, I am following it from a year.” Aarav said he knew his mother loved him more and didn’t deny his any wish; after all he was the single son of the house.
“Hey we didn’t have a TV back then.” Aarti yelled at her brother.
“Aarti, let your brother watch the TV, did you do the dishes.” Shalini yelled from the well.
she liked to take bath at the village well which was just outside her house, unlike other women who took bath in the river outside the village. Normally the women would take the water from well to their home, but miraculously whenever Shalini took bath many men would come to fetch water from the well. It wasn’t that Shalini didn’t know it, but taking bath at the village well was her favorite part of the day, she waited all day for it.
“Fucking whore.” Aarti muttered under her breath at her mother.
Aarav grinned victoriously at her wounding her ego even more and indulged himself in watching TV.
Aarti took the dishes and went out on the well to clean them, but she was shocked to see the site before her, her mother’s blouse was wet and her red nipples were clearly visible, she could see the two men openly feasting their eyes on her. Even though she was angry with her, she felt protective of her and she decided to warn her.
“Hey, Mother will you draw me some water from the well.” Aarti asked her mother hoping that she would turn towards her so she could indicate her about her condition.
“Mom, your blouse.” Aarti indicated her mother as she turned towards her to take the bucket from her.
“Oh…” she acted shocked and adjusted her blouse, she was regretting that she called her to do the dishes and she took a mental note, next time when she takes bath she would let her watch TV.
“Mother what did you make for dinner?” Aarav asked his mother lovingly making faces at Aarti who sat nearby.
They lived in a very small house made of mud and wood, the roof was made from the dry shrubs which barely stopped the rainwater from leaking in the house making the floor muddy, they had two small rooms. They had placed the cooking material in one room and other household stuffs in other, both room was connected with a small hole in the muddy wall with a small door.
“Aarti, sleep with your brother today.” Aarti couldn’t suppress a smile when she heard her mother’s shy voice she wasn’t dumb like her brother to understand that whenever they were in a mood to have some personal time together, she was sent to sleep with her brother otherwise normally she slept with mother and her brother would sleep with their father.
Aarti wore a flowery red skirt which barely came to her mid thighs and was stitched at many places, she saw her brother beaming when he heard she will be sleeping with her.
“If you do anything today, I’ll tell father and he will beat the shit out of you.” Aarti said firmly to her brother, last time when she slept with her brother, he had somehow managed to insert his hand in her top and was fondling her breast, Aarti was pissed at him but she knew the graveness of it so she didn’t bust him with her parents and decided to handle things on her own.
“I didn’t do anything.” Aarav replied boldly, he knew she was bluffing.
Aarti ignored him, she busied herself in making the bed, she spread the small mat on the floor and rolled the sheet to make pillow. Her mother had coaxed her father to buy the color TV, while they could have bought many house hold stuffs out of that money.
Aarav wasn’t able to sleep out of excitement, he was thinking about the softness of her breasts, how it felt in his hands, he knew she was beautiful with her almond shaped eyes, cute little nose, her unblemished rosy cheeks but the best part of her face was her lips, naturally pink in color and it looked like it was sculptured on her face. “What the hell, am I thinking she is a jerk.” He thought, it felt odd to him appreciating his sister like that.
Aarav turned on her side and saw his sister sleeping soundly, she looked very beautiful while sleeping, he was aroused to see her pink lips and wanted to kiss her but instead he moved his left hand on her breast covered with blouse, he pressed her boobs slightly and saw her face to see any reaction, none. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slid his hands inside her blouse, it felt so good cupping her naked breast in his hands, and he could feel her nipple grazing against his palm.
He slowly moved his hand rotating her breast with it and he could feel her nipple growing in his hands, he uncovered her right breast and for the first time he saw her naked gorgeous breast, he leaned above her exposed breast and kissed on her nipple, but he wanted more so he bent down and hungrily took half her breast in his mouth sucking wildly at her smooth, soft but supple boobs.
Aarti felt aroused, she was in a frenzy she couldn’t comprehend what was happening to her breast, it seemed to her that someone was trying to pull out her breast from her body and it made her wild with excitement. Then she realized it was her brother sucking her breast, she sat up with a jerk moving his head aside.
“What the fuck, are you doing.” Aarti asked feeling dual emotions at the same time, she wanted to yell abuses at him but she couldn’t because of her aroused state. She was flushed with excitement her cheeks had gone red and she looked at him but didn’t know what to do.
“I am very sorry, you looked so beautiful, I couldn’t control myself, I am really sorry, please don’t tell father.” Aarav blurted out in anxiety, he knew he had gone too far, touching is one thing but sucking at her breast was completely different, it was a line crossed.
She calmed down when she heard her brother say she looked beautiful, no one has ever told her she was beautiful, she was always conscious about herself, she always wondered was she good looking or not, so when she heard her jerk brother( who wouldn’t praise her anything in a trillion year ) complementing her, she felt pride surge within her.
“Do you think I am beautiful.” She asked her brother forgetting everything else, who was looking at her still exposed breast.
He realized he has touched her weak spot. “Of course, you are beautiful.” he replied suppressing a grin.
“Let’s go to sleep, but no hanky-panky.” Aarti said in a serious tone to Aarav.
Shalini was left horny after her husband came just within few strokes, and she felt ashamed to use her fingers beside him, it has been 19 yrs of their marriage and she couldn’t remember even a single day when he fucked her to satisfaction, he didn’t even touch her there.
As a young girl when she worked in the village’s head mansion, she saw his son fucking his wife. She was curious that they didn’t fucked like her parents (missionary position). What she saw shook her to the roots, she has neither heard nor seen anything like this, the woman was on all fours and the man had her dick in her asshole pumping her very hard. She felt grossed by the sight before her but it excited her as well, from that day she would sneak in their room and watch their activities.