My Three Favorite Uncles – Part 7 (Trick Played On Ravi Uncle)
boobs, orgasm, skirt

Now I was really looking forward to sleeping with Ravi uncle. It was a few weeks later that Vijay uncle called me on a Sunday evening. He told me that he and his wife are coming over to pick me up to take me to the party. Vijay uncle’s birthday party! I wore a nice pink ghagra choli and accessorized it with necklace, bangles, and anklets. I looked nice but conservative. We went to a high-end restaurant where Ravi uncle was already in a full-fledged party mode. Vijay uncle managed to keep Ravi uncle from getting drunk telling him some or the other story. I had to give it to Vijay uncle. He was very good at keeping a plan secret and making sure that the events stuck to the plan. I even overheard him telling Ravi uncle, “Look at Sweta’s boobs in that dress, Ravi. They look like ice cream cones, isn’t it.” I just laughed at how subtly Vijay uncle was raising the urges in Ravi uncle for me. It seemed to work well. for the rest of the party, I noticed that he was ‘secretly’ and ‘subtly’ stealing glances at me and my body. A word of wise guys. When you think you are secretly eyeing a girl, know that she already knows very well that you are watching her – she is just letting you watch her. Like all guys, Ravi uncle also fell for it. As for me, I played the shy lonely girl accompanying older people well enough, till I got ‘bored’ of the party. Vijay uncle, along with his wife ‘noticed’ that I was getting bored. He told me that I should get back home to rest. But since they were still busy with the party, the sober Ravi uncle was the only one left to drop me at my house. Convenient, isn’t it! As Ravi uncle was driving me home, I felt a prickling sensation in the back. I tried to adjust a few times, with no success. Ravi uncle noticed and asked, “Is something wrong, Sweta?” I looked over for a second and told him a reply that even surprised me, “Oh no uncle. Its this new push up bra I am wearing that is too tight. I think the hook got undone and is poking me in the back.” Uncle coughed a bit to hide his surprise. But I could see his attention going far away from the road after that. But I was not done. I added, “And this damn lehenga was so loose that I had to put a pin on my waist but now it seems too tight. I can not wait to take this dress off.” “Well, you do look very pretty in it, Sweta,” my ever-the-gentleman Ravi uncle replied. “Oh thank you Uncle” I replied with a smile, “I saw you couldn’t take your eyes off me all through the party.” He just laughed and said, “Well, I always have my eyes out for the sexiest girl in any party. Today that was you.” I blushed. But, my work was done. I could see in uncle’s unfocused face that half of his mind was filled with lusty thoughts for me. Perfect! When we reached my home, I invited him into the house and Ravi uncle came in. I closed the door behind me and said, “Have a seat Uncle, I need to get out of this dress urgently.” He laughed as he sat down, “Don’t forget about that prickly bra as well.” “Of course uncle,” I replied with a giggle. “And call me if you need help,” he added cheekily. I turned to him and to both of our surprise, I just winked at him in response. I went in, and deliberately left the door to my room wide open as I undressed. I was hoping he would walk right in. But ever the gentleman, Ravi uncle never came in. He not coming in at that time somehow made me even more attracted to him. I put on a spaghetti tank top and knee-length skirt for the night but no bra or panties. Even though Ravi uncle did not know it, I knew that he was about to have sex with me that night. So what was the point in wearing too many clothes? As I walked out, Ravi uncle stared at me for a long time. His eyes lingering over my bra-less boobs poking through the spaghetti top and asked, “Comfortable now?” I smiled and replied while running my hands over my boobs, “Yes uncle. No one told me that push-up bras are that uncomfortable.” Ravi uncle laughed, “Well, do you want to look good or feel comfortable?” I laughed at his sense of humor, “Good point uncle,” and added, “do you want something to drink? I saw you didn’t drink much at the party.” “Oh yes please Sweta,” he said, “I don’t know what got into that bastard Vijay, he just didn’t let me drink at all.” I didn’t reply but went over to the cabinet and poured a drink for him. I got it in a tray and bend down low in front of him, “Here uncle.”The spaghetti top was very loose. I knew that he was getting a clear eye full of my small boobs down the top. His hand stopped and eyes grew wide and gasped out, “Wow!” I got an electric shock down my body and flushed red immediately. But I still held the position till he took the glass. I was also very aroused by now. But simply sat down beside him watching the English movie he put on the TV. The sofa was a two-seater. I knew there wasn’t enough space for me to lay on it beside him. But that’s exactly what I did, making my feet push against him as I sat in the sofa facing him. “You don’t mind it, do you, uncle?” I asked. “Not at all, Sweta,” he replied. There was some steamy sex scene playing in the English movie and the sounds were really getting to both of us. He gently reached for my feet and pulled them into his lap. “You don’t mind it, do you Sweta?” he asked. “Not at all, uncle,” I replied as I stretched my legs into his lap. As soon as I stretched my legs, I felt his hard cock twitching under my foot. But I did not say anything. Uncle’s hands were on my legs, slowly caressing them as he reached my feet. He reached down and placed a soft kiss on my toes of my right leg. I felt a shock of electricity run from that point straight to my head. He looked up at me to see what I would say. But my face must have betrayed the lust I was feeling. Since he just smiled and reached over to my left foot and kissed the toes. This time, I could not bear it, and when the shock reached my head, I let out a soft moan. That gave him all the permission he needed. He began kissing on both my feet repeatedly. I complained meekly, “But, they are my feet.” Ravi uncle replied between kisses, “Yes, they are your feet, sexy, soft, shapely, beautiful feet with lovely nails.” I do get complimented for having beautiful feet every time I get a pedicure, which happened to be just that morning. I didn’t reply and his kisses went up to my legs. “You have the softest legs I ever had on a girl, Sweta.” I just giggled in reply. “Softest knees,” as he kissed up, “Softest thighs,” he said as he pushed my skirt up as his kisses kept going up my legs. When he reached my upper thigh, I couldn’t bear it anymore. I reached for his neck and pulled him up to my face and caught his lips with mine. He put an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his lap as he deepened the kiss. I felt his tongue push against my lips, coaxing them to open and immediately pushed its way into my mouth. I moaned as I felt his tongue explore inside my mouth. I closed my eyes and enjoyed Ravi uncle’s harsh deep french kiss. It felt so amazing that I felt breathless as he pulled out. “I have waited for so many years to taste those lips, Sweta,” he said reaching my face and running his tongue around my lips again, causing me to feel electric shocks through my face. “Years, uncle?” I asked. To my surprise, he nodded with complete seriousness, causing me to blush harder. As he pulled his hand from around me, the drink he had in the glass he held spilled a bit over me. I yelped at the cold sensation and said, “Hey, don’t spill the drink on me.” Uncle looked at the glass in his hand and said, “I need to drink the strongest drink I can get my hands on, Sweta.” “Shall I get you a new one?” I asked. But without replying, he reached forward, put a finger in between my boobs. He pulled the spaghetti top down, exposing my boobs. He reached down to my chest and took my boob into his mouth. I felt my body shiver with excitement as I felt his cold mouth suck on my nipple. He twirled the nipple around with his tongue as he continued sucking on it at the same time. I never had that done before and it so amazing that I moaned out loudly, “Uncle, What are you doing?” I throated out, holding him around his neck, with his mouth firmly stuck to my boob. Sharma uncle and Vijay uncle also played with my boobs a lot (especially the boobs man Vijay uncle). But what Ravi uncle was doing with my boobs just did not compare to them. It felt simply amazing. He was massaging, playing with them, pulling on them, twirling my nipples, licking them around, sucking them. You name it and he was doing it to my boobs. And the nerves in my body were just on fire. All the time, his hands were roaming all over my upper body, over my shoulders, my armpits, the sides of my boobs, my back, everywhere his hands could reach. Uncle let go of my body after what seemed like an eternity. I slowly floated back down to the earth. When I opened my eyes, I saw the world in double vision, and I felt everything swimming around me. I felt really breathless as well. I took a deep breath and looked down into uncle’s face with a silly grin. “What did you do just now, uncle?” I asked with a voice shivering. “Magic,” he replied with a crooked smile. “Well, it was simply amazing, uncle!” I said with a voice still shaking. Uncle laughed and said, “I can see that Sweta” and pointed into his lap. That’s when I realized I felt huge wetness under me. I noticed uncle’s pants were completely wet under me. I just had an orgasm! All over uncle’s lap! From being played with my boobs! Without even touching my pussy! How amazing is that! I figured I was in for a fantastic treat! Let me know what you think, my email is [email protected]. Just don’t expect me to meet you though.