Author's Note: The incidents described here in fact happened a long while after Shyam & Kajal's last tryst in her apartment (see Shyam, Savita Bhabhi & Kajal, Ch. 11). However, it would take a really long time to explain the circumstances that brought them all together again and I might in the process also unavoidably give away some clues about the identities of the people involved. I have therefore interspersed this incident (with minor changes) immediately after Shyam, Savita Bhabhi & Kajal, Ch. 10. Although this has inevitably caused a discernible discontinuity in the narrative, I hope that will not seriously impair my readers' enjoyment.
As always, readers' feedback & constructive criticism is welcome.
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Virtually from the very beginning of the sexual relationship between Shyam and the two sisters, a pecking order had been established between them. Shyam was clearly at the top. After having subdued Savita's early attempts to assert her independence, he was the unquestioned lord and master. Both sisters not only deferred to his will, they were happy to do so.
Although Kajal's smoldering sensuality was the catalyst that had set off their explosive triangular relationship and Shyam spent a goodly time introducing sexy but innocent Kajal to pleasures of the flesh (and enjoyed every moment of it), Savita was the only one he actually fucked. They had all agreed on that arrangement in order to preserve Kajal's virginity until she got married. This fact, in addition to her being the elder sister put Savita next in the pecking order. Savita was quite content with this situation. It allowed her to feel that she had prior claim on Shyam's affections, and she didn't feel any need to flaunt this in Kajal's face. Also, she was able to keep up the pretense that she was doing it only for Kajal's sake, thus assuaging any residual guilt.
Apart from being head over heels in love with Shyam, Kajal was totally overawed by his masculinity, strength and worldliness. In addition, she was full of gratitude towards Savita for offering her body to satisfy Shyam's lust, in order to preserve Kajal's virginity (much as she would have preferred to lose it to Shyam). So Kajal too accepted her position at the bottom of the totem pole without demur.
The pecking order having been settled, they all behaved with perfect decorum whenever they were together. That equilibrium had been upset when Kajal had returned from her honeymoon, determined to get her satisfaction from Shyam Bhaiya. Not only had Kajal spent a whole night in Shyam's arms in Savita's own bed, she had openly made out with him the next day, sitting on his lap, shamelessly exchanging open mouthed kisses and letting him expose and fondle her breast in front of Savita. Kajal had then let Shyam fuck her right at the open door of the bedroom, in Savita's full view. Savita had simultaneously felt arousal as well as pangs of jealousy and insecurity as she watched Shyam & Kajal's shenanigans.
Shyam had sensed Savita's mood and had made amends by giving her his undivided attention during his bath. While Savita was quite happy with that, she still felt the need to show off her own intimacy with Shyam. She had returned to her apartment with her loosely draped sari barely covering her wet body. Her body language had made it obvious to Kajal what had happened between her & Shyam...
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Although Shyam wanted to return to his apartment to get a good sleep after all his exertions and the heavy lunch that he had eaten late in the afternoon, Savita & Kajal had persuaded him to rest in Savita's bedroom. The two sisters had quickly done the dishes & cleaned up the kitchen & dining table. Savita had then pleaded that she too needed rest. After freshening up, she had glided into the bedroom, casting a meaningful sideways glance at Kajal. She had lain down beside an already asleep Shyam, making sure that Kajal could see them through the open bedroom door...
Kajal hadn't been feeling sleepy. After trying to pass time reading a magazine, she too had finally wound up in the bedroom, sitting quietly in a corner on the bed, looking at Shyam & Savita as they slept. She'd felt quite happy & at peace with herself, after having had the time of her life in Shyam's arms since the last night. The consummation of her relationship with Shyam had exceeded her wildest dreams...
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It was past seven o'clock in the evening when Shyam slowly woke up from his deep slumber. The bedroom was dark, lit only by the faint twilight seeping in from the window. Although he woke up refreshed & relaxed, sexually he felt completely drained. That wasn't surprising considering what he had been through in the last twenty-four hours or so:
He had (unknowingly) deflowered newly married Kajal, something her hubby Suresh hadn't been able to do on their four-day honeymoon. He had then gone on to do her several more times. That had completed Kajal's transformation from a naïve, innocent virgin to a sexually awakened young woman. He had followed that up by giving Savita a deep body massage and a vigorous roll in the hay, leaving her feeling limp like a rag doll...
As he let the pleasant memories scroll before his mind's eye, he became aware that he wasn't alone in the bed. He sensed a movement to his left as he lay flat on his back. Shyam reached out to switch on the bedside lamp and his eyes focused on Savita resting on her side. She lay close, yet not touching him. Her head was propped on her hand and she had a bemused little smile as she looked at him indulgently. She wore a simple cotton sari wrapped around her body, modestly covering her shoulders. Her thick, long, shiny black hair that had earlier been neatly tied in a knot had come undone and was now an unruly mass. Her eyes were sleepy too; she had also woken up just a few minutes before him.
Savita squirmed in pleasure as he ran his fingers through her loose hair. The slight movement of her body caused her pallu to slip off, revealing her plump shoulder and the curve of a full breast. She wasn't wearing a blouse under her pallu. She made no attempt to cover her nakedness; instead her eyes silently implored Shyam to touch her. As Shyam's fingers trailed lazily over Savita's soft, smooth creamy skin, the pallu fell off, fully revealing her breasts. A couple of purple bruises were visible, contrasting sharply with her fair skin; the aftermath of their energetic lovemaking that afternoon.
"Bahut dard lag raha hai kya?"
"Does it hurt a lot?" Shyam inquired, running his fingertip over a bruise.
Savita shook her head in the negative. In truth, her skin had become tender and it did hurt a bit when Shyam touched the bruise. But the pain magically transformed into a little shiver of pleasure and her nipples immediately started to stiffen. They were sore too and started to ache as soon as blood rushed into them. Her stiffening nipples caught Shyam's attention and he couldn't resist the temptation to pinch them.
"Aieeee..." Savita gasped as a sharp stab of pain shot through her tender nipples and then turned into intense pleasure. In spite of his sexually drained state, Shyam felt a stirring in his loins. Soon, Savita was lying on her back, her hands folded above her head, offering Shyam unrestricted access to her breasts & hairy armpits.
From her position at a corner of the bed, Kajal observed Shyam & Savita's love play, trying to keep as silent & unobtrusive as possible. She watched quietly as Shyam fondled Savita's breasts, then sniffed & licked her damp armpit hair. As Shyam went on to kiss Savita's lips and his tongue dueled with hers, Kajal's own arousal mounted. She couldn't help but clear her throat nervously...
At the sound of Kajal's voice, Shyam turned to her while Savita lay impassive, eyes half closed, showing no concern about Kajal's presence.
"Kajal meri jaan, aaj mera dil teri Didi par aa gaya hai! Tu ja, sabke liye chai bana kar la."
"Kajal my darling, I fancy your Didi today! Please make some tea for all of us." Shyam said, blowing her a kiss.
