‘Dicking’ My Hot Teenage Saali – Part 2
editor's picks, revenge, tattoo

From childhood, she had been a control freak, i.e., she wanted to be the one who decided anything. For example, she decided when to get her ears pierced and where. I’m sure she decided at what age she’d lose her virginity too. So it was a big deal when her boyfriend dumped her. She was in denial, opting for break-up sex and whatnot. This went on for a few weeks till she started to realize that it was over between herself and her lover. I witnessed my hot ‘Saali’ (sister-in-law) cry for the first time. I admit that her oval face and big hazel eyes looked pretty even while shedding tears. Secretly, I wished she had taken me as her boyfriend. I would never break up with her, knowing fully well that our relationship wouldn’t last anyway. After she sobered up, the obvious question was, what should be done? One of her friends suggested revenge, and it appealed to her. She decided on a complete makeover before the revenge itself. The first stop was a barbershop. Winking at me, Nupur asked for the old barber. Nupur: I know the old man wanted me for like ages. Me: Then why take a risk? Let’s go. Nupur: Relax, jiju, he’s harmless, plus he can’t get it up. On hearing the last comment, I felt better. Still, something was fishy. The old man greeted us with a sparkle in his eye and caped Nupur. I was sitting in the adjacent chair and shooting, as she requested. He looked lean and in his late 50s. He seemed to be enjoying it by how he went about his job. The younger guy finished his last customer and went home for lunch. There were only the three of us inside, Nupur, me, and the retiree. Nupur wore a miniskirt that day. The cape covered her mid-thigh, so it looked like she was nude. Nupur spoke in a low voice with the old man. Following her instructions, he worked up a lather using shaving foam and a soft brush. He stropped his straight razor a few times before sanitizing it. Then, remembering something, he tied her thick hair into a ponytail. The more I looked at Nupur, the hornier I got. She had really grown (in a good way) during the lockdown. Her stats remained the same, but her boobs were now 34c. Her hair was cut in a v shape falling between the shoulder blades in the back and covering her tits in the front. The old barber applied foam to Nupur’s cheeks and nape. I got a hard dick at the prospect of seeing a nape-shave. He shaved Nupurs cheeks and nape with short strokes of the razor. By this time, I had a tent in my pants. Nupur put a hand out of the cape and playfully squeezed my cock with the pants saying, “Jiju, you have to wait till the end.” She said something in the old man’s ear, and he started looking at me. “He’s ok,” she said, pulling the cape to her elbows. I’d almost jizzed looking at her smooth thighs when the old barber gave a shock. He pulled down his pants and drawers. His flaccid cock was semi-erect and clean-shaven, though a bit dark. Then he lifted Nupur’s miniskirt and pulled off her lace panty. Now she was naked under the waist. I was surprised that the old barber didn’t have a boner looking at Nupur’s fanny. He applied foam and started shaving around her crotch. I couldn’t remain detached and rubbed myself over the trouser. The old barber checked the smoothness of the crotch while his cock flopped uselessly. She finally decided to help out and took his limp member in her mouth. After a few minutes of sucking, she was able to make the old man’s prick hard enough to penetrate her tight cunt. He paused to trim her hair half an inch above Nupur’s tits. I grew painfully hard looking at her tiny pink areola and erect nipples. She had phases of the Moon tattooed along her spine. About half an inch wide and 4 inches tall. No wonder I had missed it – I hadn’t touched her body in almost one and half years. With her blunt cut complete, Nupur helped the old man enter her hole. She lifted her legs over his shoulders while he kept his short dick inside her and put his face to her cleavage. He couldn’t keep up for long and came within a few strokes. His weak dick leaked cum as soon as he touched Nupur’s pert boobs. Though she had done the impossible, Nupur was yet to fulfill her revenge. I used a spray bottle and soap to wash the oldie’s saliva off her chest. Then I started screwing Nupur in the doggy style. The only sounds audible for the next 10 minutes were her gasps and my hand slapping her round ass. The old barber wasn’t done and shaved her eyebrows completely before drawing them again in a sexy high arch. I held her chin from behind and kissed her mouth passionately with my tongue in her bee-stung lips. As soon as she started exploring my mouth with her sweet tongue, I cum inside her in spurts. The hot cum triggered her orgasm in no time. Nupur climaxed uncontrollably, pulling my shirt collar and kissing me vehemently. As I pulled up my pants to get dressed, I heard the unmistakable whirring of a tattoo gun. The old guy was shading the new moon tattoo to make it solid black. She got off and adjusted her clothes while I combed my hair. I finished the sex video and sent it to Nupur (I knew better than to send it directly to her ex). On our way back. Me: Why didn’t you use a condom with the oldie? Nupur: Offo, jiju, it’s been years since he had sex, plus he got family planning done 20 years ago. That was that. I didn’t want to ask more questions, so I let it slide. She asked me to pull aside, and she kissed me like a girlfriend. Suddenly my wiener was up. It was time for a second round.