Satisfying My Jiju With My Youth For His Hardness
After the last story and your encouraging feedback, I thought to come up with an all English language story for my readers. This goes back to the summer time after my sister’s marriage when I was 24 yrs old and went to my her place after completing my master’s course. My sister told me lot of things about jiju some of which were: “Your jiju likes me a lot, your jiju compliments me for every style of dress and hairstyle I wear, your jiju loves me a lot, your jiju brings me new clothes almost twice a month but he also wants me to handle household expenses as his mother wants to relax now after our marriage etc etc….” Thinking about the last thing, I sincerely thought that jiju is a pensive person and our daddy has really found a gem of a person in him for my 3 years elder sister. Due to this, I really want to give a visit to my sister’s place and spend some time along with her. On the first night of my visit which was Wednesday, jiju arrived home and greeted with complete courtesy and obligation. I sat with him and he treated me like his old friend whom he met after a long time asking questions about my career plans, my further interest in studies and my college group. And then went to his bedroom as he wanted to take some sleep after a long tiring day at the office. He is working on some government project related to a construction contract. I was given a nice bedroom just beside my sister’s. The room was having an almirah, double bed, attached bath, and toilet. A side table and chair facing the window and beautiful shade light. I simply went to the room and switched on the AC and then looked at myself in the mirror. I was uplifted by jiju encouraging remarks about my looks and communication skills at the same time. So feeling high, I looked at the girl in the mirror and started to undress. I was wearing navy blue narrow fit jeans along with a purple color spaghetti top. I slowly raised my top and kept looking at my stomach which was milky white with a deep small dark skinned navel decorating my entire flawless midriff. On raising the top further above my head I saw my floral blue bra completely clasping my soft blossoms at 33 inches (special size found in hanes) giving a nice round and firm shape to my warm assets with dark red areolas and dark pink nipples. I felt confident by staring at myself in the mirror. Then I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down and when I raised my head to look at myself in the mirror I found my bluish green panties simmered with my sweat and stuck a bit between my vaginal lips. They were good enough to support my 34-inch size butts and giving them a nice shape while hanging in those jeans. I further twisted myself and then I saw it was my jiju standing behind me completely checking me outstanding at the door side. I felt breathless and immediately pulled up my jeans and covered my assets with my unhooked bra in one hand and simply covering the other melon with the palm of other and I moved around to look at him. I could not question him by not looking at him as I was standing in his house and not mine. Also, the respect that I had for him never made him wrongdoer in my eyes. So on approaching him, I saw a shy smile on his face and hiding which he asked what would you have before going to bed, a glass of milk or wine with jiju. I was truly helpless unable to hide my overflowing assets beneath my palm and walking with that unbuttoned jeans. They were completely telling him how I grew up since my childhood preserving my toned body and completely protecting it from any deliberate exposure but waxed it throughout for the first time before visiting my sister’s house. He gave an ample eye on my flowy waist line and smooth arms and shoulders. Then I replied jiju I don’t take hard drinks so milk should be fine. He grinned and answered “So this is the reason of your complexion” and then walked out of my room. I was so ashamed of my slow undressing that I sat on my bed and within minute changed to a normal night suit. I got my glass of milk from my sister and drank and slept for that day. Next day, when I woke up and found silence in the house, I straight away went to the drawing room and took my breakfast and then came back to get fresh. I took my clothes and went to the bathroom and found that the tap suddenly stopped working. I went back to my sister to which she said that I can take bath in her bedroom. I immediately took out my clothes from my room and went to her bathroom. I took off my clothes -> (bra, panty and night suit) and went for a bath. I wiped myself and then started to wear my clothes when I noticed a dark brown men’s underwear hanging underneath my towel on the door back. I picked it and started to feel the protruding front part of it with my soft fingers and could imagine the length of my jiju’s hidden organ and thickness at the same time. I felt shy and simply hanged it back on the door back and put on my cotton frock for that day and came out. Throughout my day, I kept asking when would jiju will come and my sister told me he is your jiju and not hubby that you are showing so much of concern. To end her worries, I said she doesn’t need to worry about him as I know how much he loves her every day. Listening to this, my sister shunned and said: “Who told you”. I replied I know everything. She shied and walked away. Later in the evening when jiju came in, I brought him all his food and water for him being a nice good girl. He said I could sit for some time and enjoy my time there to which I said its alright jiju I can also work with your wife and be good like her. He did not speak a single word out of his mouth and continued eating. That night when my sister slept, jiju knocked on my door and said if I know how to cook food as he is feeling hungry and my sister has gone to bed taking a headache pill.