milk and honey

Chapter 1

Event year : tumble, 1999
post : bhagalpur, bihar, India

Neelam was my neighbor and young woman admirer since 6 months now. Her kinsperson had moved in the duplex house adjacent to ours 6 months back. On the indorsement day I proposed her and she accepted. A week later on we had first sex and then i got to jazz she had been drilled earlier as well. Though she maintained she ruptured her hymn in cycling but a guy can tell i suppose. Anyway it did not mat up lots causal agent i wasnt going to marry her or anything. She was a neat lay though. If you saw her in public, dressed in a knee joint distance top, leggings and combed hair's-breadth, you would never gauge what a natural state kid she was underneath. Her role good example were Marie Curie case like her she never shied from experimenting and Sharon Stone movement like her she never wore panties. However this is not story of Neelam and me, but of Neelam, her Sister Mausmi and me.

Her sister was married and settled in Bokaro. She was visiting her parents and since then Neelam 's visits had reduced a lot. She sneaked out only on irregular or third days and only for an hr or two. She said it was because her sister had few months old kid who needed lot of attention and she could n't just leave her sister doing everything alone. Well fare enough.

One afternoon when she had come over and we were done she said
'' didi ( older sis in hindi ) wants to meet you ''

I dropped her boob that i was fondling.
'' why does she desire to do that '' i asked in a horrified voice. You never know with girls when they start seeing marriage as the burnished end of an affair. In that causa its usually a sibling or cousin who is first taken in confidence.

'' i dont know `` she said casually, brushing her nipples on my lips `` one day she asked me where do i go on good afternoon so i told i come to meet you. Then she said she wants to get together you too ''

There I was in a kettle of fish or so i thought. Until that fourth dimension my experience with relations of my early appointment was very harrowing with most of them giving lengthy lecture on point of accumulation of boy-girl friendship, need of decency and such lode of craps. I thought to temporise it somehow but next sentence when Neelam came she said Didi was threatening if I did not meet her she would tell about our affair to both of the household then I agreed.

It was decided that Neelam will acknowledge me through the vertebral column doorway of her house, while her baby would hold on an watch on others. Then i would proceed directly to the second floor, endorsement room in the redress extension and waiting there.

I followed the plan to the letter and did not satisfy any obstruction in reaching to me interview room. It was a prominent lavender shaded room with a Rex sizing bed in middle, a dressing table on left, a trot on the right, a pram nearby and some distaff article of clothing including a red scrubs and a cream gloss panty on a chair along. I dont know why i am describing all these in detail. Perhaps because the room oozed out an acute feminity. Whatever. I didnt have to await long. I heard some vocalisation, laugh and footsteps. The threshold opened and Mausami came in. Clad in a pink saari, She looked intensely feminine alright. She was rather tall, slightly plump, very curvy, very fairish, gloomy fuzz with lock falling on cheeks, operose breasted, with a tiny stomach bulge just below navel, a surprisingly slender waist and two big heart that measured me from head to toe in first two second, beating my measure of hers by well over a second gear. But she had breasts and buttocks and i didnt.

I know i am awkward with daughter who impress me a lot so I didnt try to start conversation.
'' Hi. I am Mausmi '' she said in a rich warm vox that reminded me of taste of warm Milk and honey from childhood. She had proffered her hand. I took it and it sort of melted in my grasp. Another signboard of vivid feminity !
'' Hi. I am Neelam 's illegitimate friend '' i said with a smile
'' what ? '' she raised her eyesbrows in surprise
'' well, legalise friends come from front doors and love child from stake side of meat ''
She tilted her head and looked at me from droopy palpebra. Then she let out a ringing laugh. `` i like you ''

Neelam joined us shortly and we three jabbered there for next 45 minutes.

'' didi liked you a lot '' she told me next day after sex. `` she said you have amazing gumption of humour ''
'' thanks. recount her she is very beautiful too ''
I met mausmi two more clip over the hebdomad in the same way and she grew more warm towards me each sentence, giving me come together soft hugs from secondly sojourn onwards. The question that botherd me was 'why'or rather 'whats the use'.

Exactly a calendar week after my firstly meeting Neelam called me in morning `` didi is asking can she come over to your place today ? ``
'' Alone ? '' i blurted and then rectified `` yes, why not. You will come too i hope ''
'' of path u chum '' she laughed. I got a grayback in belly and knew something is not only cooking but about to boil over.

I suppose i forget to refer that my parents were posted in Patna- cap of Bihar and 220 km from Bhagalpur. I was to connect them after completing my 12th, the final examination being still almost a class away. So for all practical purpose i was living alone since a year now.

Back to the case. The door bell rang at 11 am and i opened room access in my best casual clothes- cargo short, round collar tee and a chequered shirt. But i nearly whistled at view of the two Sister. Neelam was wearing a second joint distance lacy dark green frock. And mausmi was wearing a knee distance material body hugging tweed overcoat firmly tied at mid Riffian. Together they pushed a carriage that had Mausmi 's 5 months daughter sleeping and came inside.
'' its hot, isnt it '' Mausmi said and she unknotted her overcoating. It was n't hot until then but suddenly everything smouldrered. She was wearing tight bootleg hot drawers and a dark purple satin shirt that reached her mid Riffian, exposing her omphalos open. The dress Contrasted fabulously against her smooth white skin and its fitting accentuated her every curve and communication channel. If my eyes didnt pop out then credit entry goes to glue our Maker uses in fixing them. I breathed heavily and said
'' sorry ladies, the incline is not ready yet, but your photographer is. You can set about the Catwalk ''

Mausmi laughed heartily, patted my brass and said `` i really like u '' and she proceeded to altogether transfer the overcoating. `` show me your ... .... house '' she said and smiled.
It was difficult. My tending totally captured by her Scantily clad trunk, i let Neelam be the guide. Finally we reached my room.
'' so here you two ... .spend most of your time '' Mausmi smiled meaningly. By then i had got some of my glossa back.
'' no, we spend it all over the star sign '' i said looking at Neelam. Both sister looked at each other and they broke in juncture laughter.

Mausmi went over to my computer and uncertainly pressed some samara on the keyboard. `` nice '' she muttered '' you guys keep an eye on moving picture on it ? ``

I quickly looked at Neelam. We did watch lot of porn clobber on that and it looked like she told Mausmi about it. but i did not require to overguess myself so i waited for Neelam to respond.
'' i have told didi about your assemblage '' she whispered. `` She asked if she can view some ''

So there it was. I asked the, to sit on bed and With a throbbing mind i searched through my collection to put the best and absolutely hottest telecasting. Just Before i loaded it on Windows media actor i turned back and said to them `` if u want i will go out of the room ''

Mausmi moved from the sharpness of bed to its nub and gently patted the vacated spot besides her.
I double clicked the stuff, went over with slightly shaky stage and sat at the patted spotlight. The movie i played was a tierce featuring Giana Michales and Carmella Bing, when both of them were youngish. It started with the usual jig of miss bouncing their tits, kissing each other and slapping the guys face with their knocker. Then the ritualistic puff job routine began, when girl trying to cannibalise the guy 's dick, and another smothering him by sitting right over his cheek.
All three of us were sitting perfectly tight, without speaking a tidings like watching a sacred ritual. After screw up job routine the girls started to arrogate doggy style position. I knew the next 40 minutes would be pure unvoiced core so i said
'' we should close it now '' and intended to get up.
At this instant Mausmi gentally touched my articulatio radiocarpea. She did it without looking at me or changing her expression. In her disturb she did not maintain slightest bit of imperativeness. A feather falling on my script would had more forcefulness. But so hefty was her unspoken will that i felt ineffectual to impress a bit. We sat like this for sometime while the full hardcore action underwent. eye on the CRT screen, mausmi 's hand on my wrist, god knows neelam 's handwriting where, and all of us breathing heavily. The tautness was so thick that it could counterbalance a Black person hole. Well 2 blackholes to be accurate.
Then suddenly a thin wail rose and developed into a full scurf child cry. Mausmi 's daughter had woken and was crying hard.
It broke our reverie and we all stirred up, but avoiding each others eyes if we could help it.

'' looks like zanu is hungry. Neelu, can you get her over here please ? ``

I sat there and watched Neelam put the baby in Mausmi 's lap, adjust a bib around her neck and Mausmi fumbling with top button of her shirt. It was then it hit me the signification of this. She was of going to breast feed the baby. Suddenly feeling like an intruder i rose
'' uhm ... uh.i am..i will..i am going out..outside..Outside the room i mean `` i fumbled and tried hard looking at ground for my slipper that i had kicked under bed.
Mausmi was adjusting some small-arm of baby 's clothing. Without raising her head she said softly in her warm fruity voive `` you can stay if you want to. I dont mind if you watch ''
Then she tilted her question slightly and gave a glancing grin. `` total sit near me ''

It was then that i realized my own will had left me for good and i was hopelessly under the hypnotic appeal of this enchanting seductress. I quietly sat down besides her and looked on. With infinite care and solitaire she unbuttoned her shirt till midriff, pausing betweeen each button she opened. with elegant maneuvre she slightly removed its left flank to expose the egg white silky smooth skin of her stomach that gleamed like polished silk. She adjusted her shoulders a little more and i got first glimpse of her full bosom, swelling up proudly in restriction of a balmy pinko bra. With furthermost leisure she opened the presence clutches of her bra and then pulled the the headspring of child under its flaps.

I sighed down and felt a fall of travail trickling at bottom of my spine. The sheer erotic tension of the spot was not only choking me but had left Neelam speechless too. She was standing at other side with a submissive feeling that must be reflected in my face as well. I heard a continuous slight suckling sound and though i did not try to peer too deep, my gaze was fixed at her bosom.
'' what happened. Why you two have gone obtuse suddenly '' she asked in a voice so simmer down and composed that if i had been listening her offset sentence, i had thought it stilted.
'' nothing. We.. Uh.. We dont want to interrupt your baby in her lunch meter '' it was a lame attempt at humor.
'' really ! we will never talk a great deal then. Mah zanu neva leaves momma long, iznt it sweetu '' the last voice was addressed to baby.
'' ting ting. prison term to change the supply line of reasoning. Ting ting '' she trilled in a sing song voice and opening the former flaps of her bra she flipped the baby round. the baby mewled
'' no no..momma is giving more milk, proficient milk to spoil. Here take it '' Mausmi cooed, rocking the baby gently as she fed her other tit. Her liberate tit also swung lightly, and it came out now completely in afford. It was a proud and beautiful tit. whitened, big, beautifully round, and sagging a slight under its own weightiness. The areola, clean brown and pap dark pinko, was standing an in long. It had a lambency of saliva on it and a fragile egg white parentage that was still wet.
'' see how sainted she looks drinking her mum '' she looked at me `` come over here and see yourself.
I leaned over to her and she in tour moved towards me and now my boldness was right next to her gorgeous naked breast. if i stuck my tongue out i could lap her mamilla. I looked at the baby sucking at mausmi 's tit, i looked at streams of milk falling off her chin and i looked at Mausmi who was looking at me tenderly. `` come, wet-nurse momma 's milk '' she said and pushed her nipple in my backtalk.

End of chapter 1