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CHAPTER 8 ( BOUNDARY REDEFINED)
Life was back on normal track
She used to and I made her known that occasional touches were most welcome
And the really funny thing was that she treated me differently after that, and not in a negative manner.
We started to have kind of a flirting relationship between us. She treated me sort of like a boyfriend and would smile at me sometimes during the most inopportune times, getting me into an erect state with nothing to do but be frustrated.
We at times of argument would chase each other . occasionally I would fall in top of her and start dry humping fully clothed. She unlike last time did not protest. and many times in process I realised she is aroused too. I made sure to break away from her despite full erection curbing my "dil mange more" desire. with full erection which not possible to hide.
Many times we brushed past each other as we were crossing the threshold of room or bathroom, with minimum clothes like lungi or nightie giving me an erection. Tenting was clearly visible. , I just kept walking, as though having an erection was perfectly natural. Which of course is.
After an erection happened several times, in various locations around the house,
She noticed my erection with curiosity and smiled in mischief..
I started to ignore her stares and stopped wearing underwear before going to sleep.
One day we decided to have some bacrdi and coke . Gradually we talked and got close. Because of hot weather I was not having underwear that day.
I was hugging her close . I was in lungi and she was in nightie. after bit of rubbing and kissing I drew her close to my body and erection touching her virtually on her tummy. I made my dick to jerk purposely and and pulled her close to take notice of small inviting bumps she was feeling on her tummy.
She pulled back her torso to make space to look down . I made couple of a big jerks down under to on her tummy. First time perhaps she saw big extended tenting under my lungi which was touching her below tummy. In the space she clearly made to visualise my erection, she kept staring at the jerking jack.
Still looking down , witnessing jumping jack , she smiled and asked shyly "Yeh kya kar rahe ho"'
Taking advantage of her curiosity, I replied "I love you so much Usha, my whole body responds to you."
Yeh bhi ek body part hai jo apne pyari behana ko..... errr I corrected apne sbase close "" langotiya yaar ko salam kar raha hai.""
In Benaras "" langotia yaar"" is often used to describe childhood friendship as you grow in nappies.
I purposely used word ''Yaar ''
" To aapne apni behan ko yyar Bana diya? she asked
To make her confused I repeated few sentences of famous Bhajan " tumhi ho maaata, pita tumhi ho , tumhi ho bandu sakha tumhi ho"
She wanted to break away saying ''abhi pooja aarti karni hai ! hato. ''
My bhajan reminded her.
To make it light I said "Listen , I am not doing any thing. It is biology which is working. ""
When you make love to some one whole body responds,
The passion was now difficult to hide. I had to be more explicit . I pulled her close in passion and started kissing her on cheeks barely avoiding lips.
She started breathing heavily too.
Passion on her part was difficult to hide.
""I love you you Usha "" I mumbled , pulled her close. lowered myself to bring my erection close to her hole over the clothes and stated giving jerks for her to feel and enjoy.
The response was electric and she started kissing me back and pulled me close. at waist seeking closer contact with my raging pole,,
I had so far not touched her breasts or kissed her on lips. Brushing of lips put her off somehow.
In passion I bit her ear lobe harshly, making her pull away from me suddenly
She stood up
She was standing at a distance , trying to catch breath.
''Yeh aap kya kar dete ho? Main to pagal ho jaungi'' she said gaining her composure.
''Maine kya kiya. Yeh sab to app kar rahe ho ? I alleged
''Main kar rahi Hoon? Maine kya kiya? ''She asked me in surprise.
''Are Usha jee aap mujhe pyar kar rahi thi. Aise pyar men biology to kam karega na? '' I replied.
''AApko bhi to to kuch kuch ho raha hoga? Kyon?'' I asked.
Shame took over her as she lowered her head .
No reply for a while, as if her mind was looking for an excuse.
Overcoming her passion she smiled , feigned and said ''mujhe kuch nahi hua i?''
"'Usha... . Yaar tum jhoot bolna bhi nahi janti aur 'bol hi nahi sakti.
Yadi nahi hua to aap bar bar mere saluting sipahi ko apne body se kyon chipka rahe the?""
I said avoiding direct reference to my Lund.
She just smiled, blushed and rushed back in my embrace. She was in full heat I knew.
I started kissing her again, rubbing her cheeks against mine. In process I rubbed my lips over her avoiding direct kiss, as I realised she was moving her head sideways to avoid direct lip to lip contact.
All this we are doing standing against each other. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her close to feel my erection over the clothes.
I kept on mumbling I love you Usha . I love you Usha.
She reciprocated by saying "" uff kya kar diya aapne ? I love you bhaiya. I love you bhaiya.""
I broke free and said "Kar diya na LKPD?"'
KLPD ? What is that?
""Bhaiya bologi "" to automatic KLPD ho jayega.
She looked curious.
What is KLPD??
KLPD nahi janti? I asked
Usha 'No"
"Nahi suna kabhi is shabd ko?" I asked
"Han suna tha ladke bolte the Mughalsarai men. "
"Ladkiyon par comment karte the." Usha replied
''Meri sundar Usha KLPD ka matlab hota hai khade Lund pe Dhokha."" emphasizing the word LUND
'Appne mere Kade Lund ko Dhoka Diya hai.
Yeh ek jurm hai.' I thundered.
She was surprised and her eyes popped at my description, and burst into laughter.
Phir sambhal kar muskurate hue boli ,"" maine kya Dhoka diya aapke LU...... ???? ;; she swallowed the word and burst into laughter.
Seeing her getting into the trap, I became bolder and said explicitly "" Lund ''Bolne sharm aati hai, aur Lund se maje lene men sharm nahi aati ?"
She was stunned by my free expression and jokingly replied ''maine kaun sa maja liya hai iska..'''
''Iska'' matlab I asked?
She came and hugged me once again and asked me not to insist on asking her to repeat this word or Iska.
I brought my ears close to her lips and asked her to whisper the word in my ears only once.
She said ""NO ! no ! no ! Kabhi nahi bolungi""
Having brought this close I became fascinated by the possibility of having sex with her.
I have to ease her further I told myself
The guards were dropping automatically one by one under passion and heat being generated.
Gripping her firmly in somewhat controlled passion , I said it is normal to love your brother and express the love in any manner
Definition of Love had be calibrated once again
In order to do that I wanted to extend the scope of love and I stated expalining
"" One cannot cut the love below the waist and say that love above the waist is good and love below the waist is bad.""
All this is happening as I am holding her close to my body and she is glued to me and I am mumbling these sermons in her ears to to lower her guard further.
Look Usha I said ""Love is love, plain and simple. You are a whole being, not two halves. We have to accept our sex drives, and use them to express love with a pure and innocent attitude, rather than feel the guilt and fight against them.- after all there is human biology involved. One cannot fight against the nature"''
She was listening to these in rapt attention , suddenly she sizzled as if something happened in her body ( I presume she came) hugged me tighter , kissed me very close to the lips ,
She took deep breath composed herself and said "but kutch aisa waisa kam to hum nahi karenge na?
I realised she was in full passion, not allowing her body to be separated from mine. Always adjusting my erection between her thighs seeking closer contact.
In order to make her feel light"' I asked, Aisa waisa kam se tumhara kya matlab hai'?""
''Dekho bahiya, jan boojh kar anjan mat bano, promise karo. ''
Still pretending I asked "jo hum abhi hum ek doosre ke body se khel rahe hain , woh kya aisa waisa hai" kya ?"" I asked
""Nahi"" She replied, I was relieved.
Kyon? I asked
"Upar Upar Karne se koi khatra nahi hota. Jitna marji kar lo samaj se bach kar. " Par uske aage nahi.
I smiled to myself. She was clearly in my trap, She was fully willing to cooperate but had some inhibitions still left in her mind not allowing her to proceed for a full fledged sexual engagement. Was in tradition or culture en-grained ? I had to explore before I could get her to fully cooperate.
"" Upa Upar ka Kya matlab I asked"" again? to get to bottom of inhibitions.
My own inhibitions of incest were buried long ago.
She expressed irritation at my pretensions and said, '' aisa waisa kam karne se baccha hota hai''
I burst into laughter at her ignorance and reassured her by saying . , '' Behan jee ,baccha waccha paida karne ke liye aapki shadi karni padegi. ""
Main Bacce wacche ki chalkkar man nahi padna chahta? Abhi ABCD hua nahi ki app XYZ par pahunch gaye?? I started laughing.
She started laughing too ,
We separated, lied on bed side by side and started explaining her that we are brother and sister at the same time good friends .
We are giving each other good time and enjoying our proximity without compromising on basic values.
""Meri pyari behana aapko dulhan banana mera farz hai. Uske bad jitne bacche chahiye apne pati se paida karwa lena.
Sharm se uski annkhe jhuki thi.
"I continued, Haan , yadi shadi ke bad baccha nahi hota woh kam tumhara bahiya samhalega. " I winked at her.
"Dhatt, kya bakwas kar rahe ho. Tum aisa sonch bhi kaise sakte ho , Sharm aati hai tumhare sonch par " Usha mumbled in genuine anger.
I had to retort to absorb her anger.
I firmly continued.
"Bakwas nahi kar raha jindgdi pyar se jine ke tarike batla raha hoon. Maje karo. Maje lo ; aur maje do . Bas" Bacche paide kane ki jimmewari tumahre pati ki hogi.
""Is kile (fort) par usi ka matlab tumhare pati ka jahanda (Flag) lahrayega mera nahi,""
She snapped back to say " fir tum kyon danda chala rahe ho mere oopar, Ise apne hone wale kile ke liye samhal kar rakho.""
I liked "" har Kila, -jhanda- and danda"" narration
I continued " Dekho each year 26 Jan to Rastrapati Jahnda pharata hai , par danda to army wale hi gadte hain" making my intention clearer.
She looked at me with curiosity, and I realised before she gets into further discussions on morality I must distract her to reality.
Pahle bato maja aya ki nahi?
She nodded ""yes.""
Kitana maja aya?
""Bahut""
Aur Karun?
Nahi
Kyon?
Thak gayee hoon. Kuch sochne ka time do
Kis baat ki soonch
Hmmm
Fir batungi?
Accha bato aapne KLPD kyon kiya?
She burst into laughter and chest par do char mukke tada tar jad diye?
Tease karte hue poocha "" L "" ka matlab kya hai?
Usne 2 mukke aur chhti par pyar se jad diye.
Maine kalai pad kar Gale se lagaya aur kan men phusphusaya "aab to L ka matlab batao'''
She kept shaking her head no and I kept asking
Acch chodo batati hoon
Yah kah kar wo bathroom men bhag gayee.
Mer Lund bhi is kushti me thoda thanda ho chala tha.
I kept thinking , It was not a easy thing to convert Usha , a rustic semi urban tradition bound sister to a point when she at edge of committing the taboo of incest.
What must be going into her mind I wondered.
To be continued
Life was back on normal track
She used to and I made her known that occasional touches were most welcome
And the really funny thing was that she treated me differently after that, and not in a negative manner.
We started to have kind of a flirting relationship between us. She treated me sort of like a boyfriend and would smile at me sometimes during the most inopportune times, getting me into an erect state with nothing to do but be frustrated.
We at times of argument would chase each other . occasionally I would fall in top of her and start dry humping fully clothed. She unlike last time did not protest. and many times in process I realised she is aroused too. I made sure to break away from her despite full erection curbing my "dil mange more" desire. with full erection which not possible to hide.
Many times we brushed past each other as we were crossing the threshold of room or bathroom, with minimum clothes like lungi or nightie giving me an erection. Tenting was clearly visible. , I just kept walking, as though having an erection was perfectly natural. Which of course is.
After an erection happened several times, in various locations around the house,
She noticed my erection with curiosity and smiled in mischief..
I started to ignore her stares and stopped wearing underwear before going to sleep.
One day we decided to have some bacrdi and coke . Gradually we talked and got close. Because of hot weather I was not having underwear that day.
I was hugging her close . I was in lungi and she was in nightie. after bit of rubbing and kissing I drew her close to my body and erection touching her virtually on her tummy. I made my dick to jerk purposely and and pulled her close to take notice of small inviting bumps she was feeling on her tummy.
She pulled back her torso to make space to look down . I made couple of a big jerks down under to on her tummy. First time perhaps she saw big extended tenting under my lungi which was touching her below tummy. In the space she clearly made to visualise my erection, she kept staring at the jerking jack.
Still looking down , witnessing jumping jack , she smiled and asked shyly "Yeh kya kar rahe ho"'
Taking advantage of her curiosity, I replied "I love you so much Usha, my whole body responds to you."
Yeh bhi ek body part hai jo apne pyari behana ko..... errr I corrected apne sbase close "" langotiya yaar ko salam kar raha hai.""
In Benaras "" langotia yaar"" is often used to describe childhood friendship as you grow in nappies.
I purposely used word ''Yaar ''
" To aapne apni behan ko yyar Bana diya? she asked
To make her confused I repeated few sentences of famous Bhajan " tumhi ho maaata, pita tumhi ho , tumhi ho bandu sakha tumhi ho"
She wanted to break away saying ''abhi pooja aarti karni hai ! hato. ''
My bhajan reminded her.
To make it light I said "Listen , I am not doing any thing. It is biology which is working. ""
When you make love to some one whole body responds,
The passion was now difficult to hide. I had to be more explicit . I pulled her close in passion and started kissing her on cheeks barely avoiding lips.
She started breathing heavily too.
Passion on her part was difficult to hide.
""I love you you Usha "" I mumbled , pulled her close. lowered myself to bring my erection close to her hole over the clothes and stated giving jerks for her to feel and enjoy.
The response was electric and she started kissing me back and pulled me close. at waist seeking closer contact with my raging pole,,
I had so far not touched her breasts or kissed her on lips. Brushing of lips put her off somehow.
In passion I bit her ear lobe harshly, making her pull away from me suddenly
She stood up
She was standing at a distance , trying to catch breath.
''Yeh aap kya kar dete ho? Main to pagal ho jaungi'' she said gaining her composure.
''Maine kya kiya. Yeh sab to app kar rahe ho ? I alleged
''Main kar rahi Hoon? Maine kya kiya? ''She asked me in surprise.
''Are Usha jee aap mujhe pyar kar rahi thi. Aise pyar men biology to kam karega na? '' I replied.
''AApko bhi to to kuch kuch ho raha hoga? Kyon?'' I asked.
Shame took over her as she lowered her head .
No reply for a while, as if her mind was looking for an excuse.
Overcoming her passion she smiled , feigned and said ''mujhe kuch nahi hua i?''
"'Usha... . Yaar tum jhoot bolna bhi nahi janti aur 'bol hi nahi sakti.
Yadi nahi hua to aap bar bar mere saluting sipahi ko apne body se kyon chipka rahe the?""
I said avoiding direct reference to my Lund.
She just smiled, blushed and rushed back in my embrace. She was in full heat I knew.
I started kissing her again, rubbing her cheeks against mine. In process I rubbed my lips over her avoiding direct kiss, as I realised she was moving her head sideways to avoid direct lip to lip contact.
All this we are doing standing against each other. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her close to feel my erection over the clothes.
I kept on mumbling I love you Usha . I love you Usha.
She reciprocated by saying "" uff kya kar diya aapne ? I love you bhaiya. I love you bhaiya.""
I broke free and said "Kar diya na LKPD?"'
KLPD ? What is that?
""Bhaiya bologi "" to automatic KLPD ho jayega.
She looked curious.
What is KLPD??
KLPD nahi janti? I asked
Usha 'No"
"Nahi suna kabhi is shabd ko?" I asked
"Han suna tha ladke bolte the Mughalsarai men. "
"Ladkiyon par comment karte the." Usha replied
''Meri sundar Usha KLPD ka matlab hota hai khade Lund pe Dhokha."" emphasizing the word LUND
'Appne mere Kade Lund ko Dhoka Diya hai.
Yeh ek jurm hai.' I thundered.
She was surprised and her eyes popped at my description, and burst into laughter.
Phir sambhal kar muskurate hue boli ,"" maine kya Dhoka diya aapke LU...... ???? ;; she swallowed the word and burst into laughter.
Seeing her getting into the trap, I became bolder and said explicitly "" Lund ''Bolne sharm aati hai, aur Lund se maje lene men sharm nahi aati ?"
She was stunned by my free expression and jokingly replied ''maine kaun sa maja liya hai iska..'''
''Iska'' matlab I asked?
She came and hugged me once again and asked me not to insist on asking her to repeat this word or Iska.
I brought my ears close to her lips and asked her to whisper the word in my ears only once.
She said ""NO ! no ! no ! Kabhi nahi bolungi""
Having brought this close I became fascinated by the possibility of having sex with her.
I have to ease her further I told myself
The guards were dropping automatically one by one under passion and heat being generated.
Gripping her firmly in somewhat controlled passion , I said it is normal to love your brother and express the love in any manner
Definition of Love had be calibrated once again
In order to do that I wanted to extend the scope of love and I stated expalining
"" One cannot cut the love below the waist and say that love above the waist is good and love below the waist is bad.""
All this is happening as I am holding her close to my body and she is glued to me and I am mumbling these sermons in her ears to to lower her guard further.
Look Usha I said ""Love is love, plain and simple. You are a whole being, not two halves. We have to accept our sex drives, and use them to express love with a pure and innocent attitude, rather than feel the guilt and fight against them.- after all there is human biology involved. One cannot fight against the nature"''
She was listening to these in rapt attention , suddenly she sizzled as if something happened in her body ( I presume she came) hugged me tighter , kissed me very close to the lips ,
She took deep breath composed herself and said "but kutch aisa waisa kam to hum nahi karenge na?
I realised she was in full passion, not allowing her body to be separated from mine. Always adjusting my erection between her thighs seeking closer contact.
In order to make her feel light"' I asked, Aisa waisa kam se tumhara kya matlab hai'?""
''Dekho bahiya, jan boojh kar anjan mat bano, promise karo. ''
Still pretending I asked "jo hum abhi hum ek doosre ke body se khel rahe hain , woh kya aisa waisa hai" kya ?"" I asked
""Nahi"" She replied, I was relieved.
Kyon? I asked
"Upar Upar Karne se koi khatra nahi hota. Jitna marji kar lo samaj se bach kar. " Par uske aage nahi.
I smiled to myself. She was clearly in my trap, She was fully willing to cooperate but had some inhibitions still left in her mind not allowing her to proceed for a full fledged sexual engagement. Was in tradition or culture en-grained ? I had to explore before I could get her to fully cooperate.
"" Upa Upar ka Kya matlab I asked"" again? to get to bottom of inhibitions.
My own inhibitions of incest were buried long ago.
She expressed irritation at my pretensions and said, '' aisa waisa kam karne se baccha hota hai''
I burst into laughter at her ignorance and reassured her by saying . , '' Behan jee ,baccha waccha paida karne ke liye aapki shadi karni padegi. ""
Main Bacce wacche ki chalkkar man nahi padna chahta? Abhi ABCD hua nahi ki app XYZ par pahunch gaye?? I started laughing.
She started laughing too ,
We separated, lied on bed side by side and started explaining her that we are brother and sister at the same time good friends .
We are giving each other good time and enjoying our proximity without compromising on basic values.
""Meri pyari behana aapko dulhan banana mera farz hai. Uske bad jitne bacche chahiye apne pati se paida karwa lena.
Sharm se uski annkhe jhuki thi.
"I continued, Haan , yadi shadi ke bad baccha nahi hota woh kam tumhara bahiya samhalega. " I winked at her.
"Dhatt, kya bakwas kar rahe ho. Tum aisa sonch bhi kaise sakte ho , Sharm aati hai tumhare sonch par " Usha mumbled in genuine anger.
I had to retort to absorb her anger.
I firmly continued.
"Bakwas nahi kar raha jindgdi pyar se jine ke tarike batla raha hoon. Maje karo. Maje lo ; aur maje do . Bas" Bacche paide kane ki jimmewari tumahre pati ki hogi.
""Is kile (fort) par usi ka matlab tumhare pati ka jahanda (Flag) lahrayega mera nahi,""
She snapped back to say " fir tum kyon danda chala rahe ho mere oopar, Ise apne hone wale kile ke liye samhal kar rakho.""
I liked "" har Kila, -jhanda- and danda"" narration
I continued " Dekho each year 26 Jan to Rastrapati Jahnda pharata hai , par danda to army wale hi gadte hain" making my intention clearer.
She looked at me with curiosity, and I realised before she gets into further discussions on morality I must distract her to reality.
Pahle bato maja aya ki nahi?
She nodded ""yes.""
Kitana maja aya?
""Bahut""
Aur Karun?
Nahi
Kyon?
Thak gayee hoon. Kuch sochne ka time do
Kis baat ki soonch
Hmmm
Fir batungi?
Accha bato aapne KLPD kyon kiya?
She burst into laughter and chest par do char mukke tada tar jad diye?
Tease karte hue poocha "" L "" ka matlab kya hai?
Usne 2 mukke aur chhti par pyar se jad diye.
Maine kalai pad kar Gale se lagaya aur kan men phusphusaya "aab to L ka matlab batao'''
She kept shaking her head no and I kept asking
Acch chodo batati hoon
Yah kah kar wo bathroom men bhag gayee.
Mer Lund bhi is kushti me thoda thanda ho chala tha.
I kept thinking , It was not a easy thing to convert Usha , a rustic semi urban tradition bound sister to a point when she at edge of committing the taboo of incest.
What must be going into her mind I wondered.
To be continued