Dhundlae aks
he straddled on her & tickled her.. making her gasp for breath
Maan laughed, he had never seen a girl wiggling around like this. He tickled her ribs & a squeal escaped her lips & she burst into giggles...umm so this is ur ticklish spot..he let out a devlish grin.. freckling his fingers..
phir puchki.. I am not going to spare u.. now..
he tickled her all over.. making her laugh
He continued to laugh as he tickled her, holding her close as best as he could trapped between his legs.
he slowly shifted his weight to his knees not to hurt her legs.
Oh god puchki.. I have not laughed like this for years, she chuckled.. with her lids giving way to the heaviness. ..dizziness. He chuckled.. patting her back cradling her head.. me too
I think the sleeping pill is kicking in.. she spoke.. dossing off in his arms. He smiled yawning.. he felt her head drop lifelessly in his shoulder. He softly rocked her until he heard her slipping in deep sleep with breathing falling in smooth rhythm. So gayeen.. mujhe tho issen aur tickle karna tha..
I am going to put away her sleeping pills..
tumhari meeti hasi merin puren kamren main gunj thi hain.. he smiled thinking abt the way she was laughing..he slowly laid her on the bed.. she turned into him.. off course he was her new found puchki.. he comforted her.. & waited for her to settle. He slowly pulled her curls away from her face.. he could feel she was smiling now in her sleep.. he kept looking at her shadowed face.. finally giving in to his tired eyes.
It was around 4am.. he got up realizing.. he actually slept off here.. he hit his head.. the rooms door was wide open.. while she was peacefully sleeping in his arms. Babaji.. dad ne dehka tho abhi ke abhi mera court marshal kardenge.. he carefully let her head rest on teddy puchki & sneaked out.
(muskan hitting her head.. uff oh.. u forgot the notes)
(muskan wondering since when did room became hers.. Maan babu sahi ja rahen ho)
he didn't even bother knocking ..just walked in..like he knew she will be still asleep.
He straight away walked into the dressing room..& opened his walk in closet & pulled out his pair of jeans & t-shirt. She got up with his shutting & opening of his closet & banging.. she smiled.. rubbing her eyes.. good morning puchki she teased
mistimia.. I don't have time to give u back now.. nahi tho main tujhe ..abhi iska javab detha he shouted from the dressing room
mistimia??
mistimia kya hota hain
tum..
I am not mistimia..
yuck.. yeh kaisen naam hain
tumhare puchki se tho aacha hain
kambdar maren puchki ko kuch kaha
tumhare puchki.. he smirked
she knew wat exactly he was hinting to.. she blushed & hid her face in the spread
he laughed.. walking into the washroom. He showered & came out wearing his towel.. like her being in the room really didn't matter to him. He walked across the room & went towards the door.
Yeh kya kar reho
change kar raha hoon.. he replied coolly from inside
aisen koi change karta hain kya
he thought for a moment.. & looked at his boxers that he was slipping into..
I thought boxer aisen hi pahenten hain.. do u know a better way to wear.. he threw it at her
she held the spread closer & tighter..covering her head
he walked boldly towards her.. seriously I don't mind learning new things
puchki stop
he leaned over & took his boxer short & walked back
she didn't dare to peep out.. while part of her was throbbing to peep.
When she heard him walk away.. she slowly did pull the spread down to catch glance.. he looked at her from corner of his eyes.. smirking..
hot huna .. he teased
her eyes widen in shock.. then immediately closed back up tightly...embarrassed. .. wasn't it that enough of embarrassment.. already that she had to be caught seeing him like that.. Geet sudhar ja.. she pointed the finger at herself & had that little cute self talk. He enjoyed every bit of it..changing in the dressing room.
precap
puchki naughtiness doesn't seem to stop
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muskan