5
"Bhe'ie bohat ho geya, ab dervaza kholo...
IT'S ENOUGH, NOW OPEN THE DOOR..." We heard Anjali's voice.
"Oh merey Allah, Anji aa gai,
GOODNESS ME; ANJI'S HOME." Sabeen said in a panic. She got out of the bed and rushed to the washroom grabbing her clothes.
"Aik minute,
JUST A MINUTE," I shouted, hurriedly getting into my clothes.
As Sabeen came back dressed, I opened the door and Anjali dashed in.
"Shukar hai,
THANK GOODNESS, you're through." She said tendering a crocked smile.
"Main aadh ghantey se intizar ker rehi hoon.
I'M WAITING FOR HALF AN HOUR."
My sister was as ever frank and wicked. What a little devil!
Sabeen and I exchanged looks.
We all sat down and after a while Anjali asked me, "What about lunch, Ned? Let's dine out today."
"Great idea." I replied. "But where?"
"Sabeen se puchho, aaj tou woh chief guest hai tumhari.
ASK SABEEN, SHE'S YOUR CHIEF GUST TODAY." Anjali's meaningful tone and her hand over Sabeen's shoulders made Sabeen blushed.
"Tumhara kaya kheyal hai Sabeen, kahaan chalain?
WHAT DO YOU SAY SABEEN, WHERE SHOULD WE GO?" I asked her.
"Kahien bhi,
ANYWHERE,"
"Ned," Anjali said to me,
"Tum jaldi se te'ar ho jaoo, etney mein hum decide kertey hain.
YOU GET READY QUICKLY AND IN THE MEANWHILE WE'LL DECIDE."
I went to my old room; I needed a shower again—you know that of course. After dressing up, I went back to the master bed to find the door locked. I thought that the girls would still be changing when I heard a faint sigh. Curiosity overcame all the decency and I fixed my eye to the keyhole. The sight rocked my head off. It was a shock of my life. The two friends were sitting on the edge of the bed, their shirts were off, and the lips were glued together. Holy Cripes! They were kissing each other! My sister, a lesbian! It was a fact hard to believe. My head span. To my surprise their 'adventure' did not offend me, however. I felt sensation in my groin. Their hands were caressing the opponent's breasts. Then I heard Anjali said:
"Tum ne enjoy keya?
DID YOU ENJOY?"
"Bohat,
very much," Sabeen added after a pause, "Anji!
Uss ka cock bohat hi hard hai,
HIS COCK IS TOO HARD,"
Blimey! they were talking about me!
"Ha,
steel hai steel,
IT'S STEEL," Anjali replied in a low but proud tone,
"Mein ne tumhain betaya tha,
I TOLD YOU,"
"How fortunate are you Anji," Sabeen said. "And so gutsy and daring, both of you." Before Anjali could reply, Sabeen added, "But he's so much of energy. I could hardly made out that he came only last night with you."
"Yeah, my brother has a bull's strength." Anjali again said arrogantly.
I felt anger arising within me. Sabeen knew about our relationship. How dare Anjali could do that? I felt betrayed. But then I reasoned out that they were in love too, therefore, Anjali could not hold back her secret form her deeply involved lesbian mate. Still, ours were a highly taboo affair and must not be talked out.
I knocked the door then and saw them withdrawing in alarm. Sabeen again ran towards the bathroom. I smiled over her confusion. I knocked again.
"Hum te'ar ho rehi haan,
WE'RE CHANGING," I heard Anjali saying but I kept on knocking the door. Finally the door opened and Anjali peeked from behind the door, covering her naked chest.
"Kaya ho geya bhai, etna shor keyun mucha rehey ho? Hum te'ar ho rehi haan.
WHAT HAPPENED BROTHER, WHY YOU MAKING SUCH A FUSS? WE'RE GETTING READY."
"Okay...
Mujhey under tou aaney dou,
LET ME COME IN," I tried to get in.
She pushed the door back and murmured shortly,
"Pagal mut buno, Sabeen bathroom main hai woh bahir aa jaye gi.
DON'T BE SILLY, SABEEN'S IN THE BATHROOM AND SHE'LL BE OUT SOON."
"Pher kaya hua, mein tum douno ko hi nunga dekh chukka hoon.
THEN WHAT, I HAVE SEEN YOU BOTH NAKED BEFORE." I mischievously tried to grab her naked boobs.
"Bare shataan ho bhai...
YOU NAUGHTY BRO... Get away.
Humain te'ar honney dou.
LET US GET READY."
I backed off laughingly.
-=*=-
That night we, Anjali and I, were lying together naked in the bed. Her head was rested against my chest and we were chatting about the morning events.
"Tumhain Sabeen kaisi legi, Ned? Mezza aaya uss ke saath?
HOW DID YOU FIND SABEEN, NED? DID YOU ENJOY HER?" She asked me openly.
Imagine, she, my sister, was asking me if I had enjoyed fucking her friend! But that what she was like then.
"Haan.
YEAH."
"Would you like to have an affair with her?
I got alarmed over her question.
"Agar tum mind na kero tou?
ONLY IF YOU DON'T MIND?"
"Nahien, mein mind nahien kerti.
NO, I WON'T MIND. I knew you admire her rather relish her." She laughed.
"And, you do the same," said I with touch of mock in the tone.
"What do you mean?" She instantly drew her head and threw a glimpse at me.
"Well... Don't you like her?"
"Of course I do, after all she's my buddy."
"And a lover too," I added.
"W-w what do you mean?" Her voice wobbled.
"Tumhain patta hai keh main kaya keh raha hoon,
YOU KNOW WELL WHAT I'M SAYING," I gave a naughty smile.
"Oh no!" She exclaimed.
"T-t tou Sabeen ki bachi ne tumhain yeh bhi beta diya.
S-S SO THAT BITCHY SABEEN HAVE TOLD YOU EVEN THAT."
"Nahien, uss ne nahien betaya.
NO, SHE DIDN'T TELL ME."
"Tou...tou pher...?
SO...THEN...?"
"Main ne dekha tha tum douno ko...keyhole se.
I SAW YOU BOTH...FROM THE KEYHOLE." I added, "I didn't know about this side of you. You're a lesbian too."
Her face went redd. "Did you mind it, Ned?" She had a concern in her tone.
"No. I rather enjoyed watching you both making love to each other."
"We didn't make love today," she abruptly replied.
"Well, you both were kissing and smooching topless at least." I further said,
"Lakin mein tum se naraaz hoon. Tum ne Sabeen ko humarey bare mein betta diya hai.
BUT I'M ANNOYED WITH YOU. YOU'VE TOLD SABEEN ABOUT US."
"Oh, I'm sorry Ned, if you didn't like that."
"I believed this was a very private affair, a secret between us." I said sternly.
"I apologize again for that but I was so confounded after our first encounter that I couldn't hold myself sharing our secret with her. But don't be upset, she vowed not to tell anyone."
"Make sure she doesn't utter a single word about us." I reaffirmed my concern grimly.
"She won't. I know a lot of her secrets." She smiled.
"I hope that you haven't told her about our parents?"
"No. Heavens not."
"Better don't." After a rest I asked, "By the way, what was her reaction when you told her about us?"
"She was out of her wits. It was hard for her to believe that but she was thrilled and excited too by our 'venture'. Then she was too impressed by both of us being so daring and rebellious to defy these redundant social norms. That's what she said, 'redundant norms of society.'"
"So, she's a similar philosophy,"
"Oh yes, certainly. When I told her that I really love you, you know what she replied. She said that she was proud of us, as nothing can be more natural than falling in love with your sibling because they're always so close to one another. After all, she stated, we all are children of 'sibling-parents.'"
"Sibling parents?" I shot her a quizzical look.
"Yeah. Kane married his sister and other siblings did the same as then they were the only beings on earth."
What an argument!
-=*=-
From there on, my affair with Sabeen commenced. I consistently dated and fucked both the girls—I mean Anjali and Sabeen. But my attachment with both my beloveds was at different tier, having diverse dimensions. My attraction for Sabeen was purely of sexual nature with not much of emotional involvement at least in the early days of our relationship. I loved fucking Sabeen: she had a style, experience and sex-appeal. On the other hand, Anjali's affair was a different ballgame all together. I adore making love to my full-blood sister, but she was my sweetheart. The newly found relationship with her had a profound sentimental value for me. My love rather passion for her was at a very deep emotional level. I truly care for her and she meant almost everything in life to me. I also knew that Anjali had more or less same feelings for me though she too had Sabeen as her beloved.
Yes, Sabeen became our common lover. Anjali and Sabeen also continued with their exploration of one another's sexuality. They loved it, they loved being together; both had told me this. I, however, didn't get any further opportunity to watch them making love. I time and again expressed my desire—to Anjali—to join in their sexual expeditions but she sidestepped every time saying that the time had yet not ripe for a threesome adventure. I respected her judgement as she was much wiser and astute in such matters, certainly than me.
In the beginning of October, Sabeen's family left for another town to attend a family wedding, but Sabeen stayed back as Hira, one of her close friends—and Anjali's too—was getting married as well. Since there was no one at her home, except the servants, the logical option for Sabeen to put up with was us. All three of us were delighted over this God-given opportunity. We had five days and four nights—all to us only.
On the first afternoon of our 'spree', I asked Sabeen to help me clean my closet. We went into my bedroom. Anjali was busy in the kitchen. During our chores I feigned a certain pouch to fall and then tried to hide it.
"What's that?"
"Yeh bachoon ke dekhney ki cheez nahien hai.
IT'S NOT FOR KIDS TO SEE."
"What?" She nudged me with her elbow. "Show it to me," Her curiosity was aroused.
And that what was meant.
"Tum dekh ker dar jaoo gi... Ya bhi ho sekta hai keh tum khush ho.
YOU'LL BE SCARED SEEING IT... OR YOU MAY GET HAPPY." I further stirred her inquisitiveness.
"Hey... Dekhao na,
HEY... SHOW IT TO ME,"
After a little fiddling I surrendered and took the object out of the pouch.
"Oh my...!" She exclaimed covering her mouth with her hand.
It was a large sized dildo.
"Have you seen one before?"
