Please read the previous part of the same series before proceeding.
City Girl’s Sexual Adventures In A Village – Part 1
As expected, I couldn’t sleep after that incident. I just waited out the time and the cocks did a ‘kukdookoo’ at 5 am sharp. The birds all over making the chimes sound. I was wide awake before the sun came up.
I wore my panties which was lying next to me and at about 5:30 am, I went down and was surprised to see my grandmother showered already and did rangoli outside the house. The main door was opened with the morning light coming inside.
I wished her good morning and went out after taking some paste in my fingers to brush my teeth as I didn’t bring a brush with me.
After going out, I went near the fields where the Gorkha was standing and looked up at the terrace where I was standing. Yup, I thought to myself. He could have clearly seen me if he had looked up, I thought.
The entire day went in helping my grandma prepare food and doing nothing since there was nothing to do there anyway. But the thought about the night brought sparks to my face. And I decided to do something more.
The day was Tuesday and the night came soon. After dinner, I went up the terrace, wearing the same attire from the previous day. I didn’t bother to wear a panty as I was going to remove them anyway. 🙂
It was around 10:30 pm and everyone around was fast asleep. There were no lights to be seen nearby. I got up with courage since there was no wind and started walking on the terrace.
It was very humid and I started sweating. For a second, I thought of removing my blouse. But I wasn’t wearing anything inside so I was naturally scared a little! I undid the first couple of buttons of my tight blouse and loosened the saree. It was such a relief and I felt a lot better.
I walked around the terrace, nicely exposing my cleavage to the stars. And then I heard the cycle bell!
It was a mixture of excitement and nervousness overflowing all over me. This time, I was hoping that the Gorkha would look up to notice me. He drove his cycle slowly and toward our house and I was standing there, following him like a sunflower following the sun.
There was surely some light from his cycle. He passed me and to my surprise, he didn’t stop this time. 🙁 He was taking a U-turn to leave the street and move on to the next. He was not looking up and I was not ok with it.
I quickly removed my heavy bangle which I was wearing and dropped it on the ground before him. The timing was just right. He stopped his cycle to look at it and then looked up to see where it came from and looked at me. It was dark again since the light stopped along with the cycle. But there was enough light to notice me.
I acted like they fell by mistake and asked him to throw it up with just actions. He got down from his cycle, took the bangle, and threw it up. It fell short the first time and I tried to grab it. In that process, my pallu fell down! Well, I didn’t plan it but I thought it really worked.
I missed to catch the bangle but I got his attention instead. I don’t know how much he could see but he could surely see the saree falling down from the shoulders and my milky navel was in full display for him.
The Gorkha could definitely see the outline and the shape of my tits shape without the pallu. He could see a lot more skin since I was extremely fair and I had unbuttoned the first 2 buttons of my blouse. That should give him an idea of which parts were covered and which were not.
The bangle fell on the ground again and I didn’t bother to put the pallu back in its place. We both smiled at each other and he once again picked the bangle. This time, he threw it straight to the terrace and it landed near me.
I picked it up. I gestured to him and thanked him and corrected the pallu as he was seeing. And I took more time than usual. His eyes were all over me while I was doing it.
He then got on the cycle and looked at me and smiled one last time. I smiled back and he left.
That was a good start, I thought. I felt shockingly comfortable even though I was nervous before. The look and smile from him made me feel different. I felt like a different person all of a sudden.
I couldn’t keep my hands off my tits and I gently pinched my nipples. They became as hard as a rock. I spent the entire night wondering what was going to happen tomorrow. Do I have to continue the same or should I stop or take a little more risk and go further? Well, you guessed it. There was no going back now. So I decided to move forward.
It was Wednesday, the entire day was so boring and the weather was the hottest I ever felt. I was roaming the house with a different set of half saree attire, and I was sweating all over.
I undid the first two buttons of the blouse to let some air in and covered my small cleavage with the pallu carefully. It didn’t do a great job since it was semi-transparent. But something better than nothing.
I was also comfortable since I was only going to be inside the house with my poor-sighted grandparents. I was helping my grandma with the food preparations when suddenly I heard my grandpa talking so loudly with someone outside the house.
I gently peeked from the kitchen to see who it was. The house rooms are stacked in such a way that from the kitchen you can see till the main door. The hall comes first in the same doorline, then another room and the kitchen.
I saw a shirtless man in just his dhoti standing and talking to my grandpa. He looked like the local farmer. He was really dark and sweaty in the hot sun.
With the current state of my mind, I immediately felt something wrong with my pussy. Yes, it was wet!
I continued to work with my grandma and suddenly, I heard my grandpa calling my name on top of his lungs, “Ammu. Bring some water for this uncle.”
My grandma quickly filled the jug and gave it to me and she continued with cooking. I was standing there holding the jug with two of my top blouse buttons opened. I was in a dilemma to just go or put the buttons on. But it was too late already.
I was holding the jug and now walking slowly to the main door. The best I could do was cover it as much as I could with the pallu which I did as I walked.
I came closer and closer to the main door and more and more sunlight started falling on me. As I came out, I looked at the farmer and his eyes were glued to my small cleavage! I was both ashamed and excited at the same time.
I kept looking at him for more than 2 seconds. Still, he was not making eye contact and continued x-raying me. I gave the jug to my grandpa and quickly turned around and went inside. I knew I was showing off something but not sure how much.
So I went inside the room, took the small mirror and went to the backyard to see it in sunlight. And ooohhhhh mmyyy godddd! My half saree was so thin and was 70% transparent in the direct sunlight. More than half of my tits were visible as if it was not even covered.
My heart started skipping beats and I was getting horny. And again my grandpa called me, “Ammu, please come and take this jug inside.”
Ok, that’s enough, I was buttoning it this time! It was too risky as he seemed to know my grandpa. What if he told him, I thought.
Then the devil overcame my senses. He had already seen it, what is the point of covering it now? I asked myself.
The slut in me had woken up. This time, I lowered my pallu a little bit, showing 25% of my naked cleavage without any obstruction of the pallu and walked right outside. The farmer never missed a second. He even forgot to blink.
I kept eye contact throughout my walk. The jug was kept down near my grandpa who was facing the farmer. I slowly walked near him, bent and let my pallu slip down. I was pretty sure that more than 70% of my tits were just 4 feet away from him.
I stayed there for a good 3 seconds, giving him the sight of his life. I picked the jug and walked inside. I rubbed my clit so hard while going inside and stopped just before entering the kitchen. I was super horny throughout the whole day and was waiting for the night.
The night came and to my utter disappointment, the Gorkha didn’t show up. I waited till 1 am but no luck. The Wednesday morning was super horny but the night went in vain!
Next Part: City Girl’s Sexual Adventures In A Village – Part 3
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