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As you are waiting for the next episode, let me tell you that a story becomes interesting only with unexpected twists and turns. So this part of Vizag Apartments is about Amit and swati sexting each other from their own rooms, even being in the same house.
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After some time all the work was finished and everyone went to their rooms. I called my mom and gave her all the good news. Then I used WhatsApp for some time and texted my friends about job openings. It became 11:30 pm. I forgot to fill water in my bottle. I usually feel thirsty at night, so I went to the kitchen to fill water.
All lights were off, only night lamps were on, giving enough light to move around. I reached the kitchen, switched on the light and started filling water from the filter.
Just then Swati’s room door opened slowly without any sound. She came out and switched on the hall light whose switch was near her room.
As soon as the light came on, she saw me and I saw her. I just kept staring.
She was wearing the same t-shirt but not the pajama. Now she was in very short shorts. For the first time I was seeing a girl’s thighs properly with my eyes. My Hanuman devotee foundation was completely broken.
In tight t-shirt and short shorts, her legs were fully visible. The sight took me out of the real world. She also noticed that I was staring at her.
She said, “Oye, what are you doing? Why are you wasting water?”
Only then I realised the bottle was overflowing. I quickly lifted it and said, “You haven’t slept yet?”
Swati said, “I was about to sleep. I have holidays now so I sleep late. And you? Why haven’t you slept yet?”
I said, “I was lying down but couldn’t sleep. Then I felt thirsty so came to take water.”
Swati said, “But looking at your eyes, it doesn’t look like you were sleeping.”
I said, “I was lying down but sleep was not coming.”
Swati said, “If that was the case, you could have come to my room. I also don’t get sleep early. We could have talked.”
I said, “No no, what will aunty and uncle think? No no.”
Swati laughed, “Haha! Why? According to you what will they think? After all, according to them we are brother and sister, right?”
Her questions felt more like teasing. I said good night and went to my room.
Honestly, if she was not my cousin, I swear after seeing her thighs I would have fucked her right there. Now dirty thoughts about her were coming in my mind but I was controlling myself because she is my sister.
Just then I got a message on my mobile, “I am also not getting sleep. Shall we talk for some time?”
It was from an unknown number but when I checked, it was the same number uncle had given me in the morning — Swati’s number.
I replied, “It’s very late at night. Uncle and aunty may not like it.”
After one minute she replied, “They have slept. Didn’t you hear their snoring?”
My reply, “I heard but still it’s too late.”
Her reply, “If it’s too late then go to sleep. Stop thinking about me.”
I was shocked and replied, “What? What do you mean? I didn’t understand.”
Her reply, “You have understood but you are acting innocent.”
I said, “Don’t beat around the bush. Tell clearly.”
Swati replied, “What is there to beat around the bush now? Everything is in front.
You are thinking about me while lying down, right?”
I said, “Why do you feel so?”
Swati said, “The way you have been staring at me since evening, everything is clear.”
I said, “What do you mean? In what way?”
Swati said, “Should I say everything or will you also have the courage to speak something?”
I said, “What are you saying? (Actually I knew what she was saying but I didn’t want to take the first step) Give me some hint.”
Swati said, “Hint hmm… Why were you staring at me in gym wear?”
I was shocked how she knew I was checking her out completely from top to bottom at that time. I replied, “What? When was I staring? Nothing like that.”
Swati said, “Achha, then who was staring at me again and again with hidden eyes? And anyway, even if you looked, do you think I will complain to mom that Amit bhaiya is a tharki(Naughty)? Haha!”
I said, “Tharki?? What do you mean? Okay, come on WhatsApp. My SMS charges are high.”
I opened WhatsApp and sent her a message on her number.
After some time a message came from her: “Hello sexy…”
I got a thrill hearing the word “sexy” from her and replied, “Sexy? Who?”
Swati: “You, who else? At least I speak openly.”
I said, “Why did I look sexy to you?”
Swati: “A young half-naked guy will obviously look sexy. Especially in towel from
behind. Your room light was on and everything was visible from my room.”
I felt shy and replied, “So what did you see? You should have moved your shameless eyes.”
Swati: “If you give such a nice view, what else will I do? Everything was visible like a shadow. Haha!”
I said, “Don’t lie. It’s all fake. Otherwise why didn’t aunty say anything?”
Swati: “For her you are my bhaiya. Haha! Why would she think anything wrong?
And moreover you are so cultured.”
I said, “Nothing like that. Don’t make up stories.”
Swati: “If I am making up, then tell me one thing — you were only in towel, right? Because that thing of yours was hanging inside. Haha!”
I was completely embarrassed. My dick was clearly visible because I was not wearing anything inside. I felt even more shame thinking maybe aunty also saw it. I replied, “Are you telling the truth? Tell honestly yaar.”
Swati: “Yes my bhaiya Amit, I am telling the truth. Everything was visible. Haha!”
I didn’t reply for some time. She sent, “Hello, where did you go?”
I said, “Nothing. You should have given some hint. I would have been careful.”
Swati: “If I had given a hint, then such a nice view would have stopped, right?”
This gave me a current. So she was really enjoying seeing my thing. My inner man woke up and I replied, “Achha, so you were also enjoying looking at me?”
Swati: “Just like you enjoyed looking at me, I also enjoyed. Right?”
I said, “When did I enjoy looking at you?”
Swati: “When you were staring at me in my tight wear from behind.”
I thought yes, when she was standing with her back towards me, I was staring at her ass. At that moment I was really looking at her with dirty eyes even though she is my cousin.
I said, “How did you know I was looking at you?”
Swati: “Because when I turned back again, that thing of yours was looking bigger than before. Haha!”
Hearing this my dick slowly started getting hard. One hand was holding the phone and the other unknowingly started rubbing my dick over my shorts.
I felt she was taking the chat towards sex, so I gathered courage and said, “Yes, now that you have said it, if you were giving a view then how could I not look.”
Swati: “Achha, now you are saying it. Haha! So how did you like your sister?”
I said, “Don’t say sister yaar, it feels a bit strange.”
Swati: “Why? I am your sister only. You are my bua’s son, so I am your sister, right?”
I said, “But we both are not looking at each other with brother-sister eyes.” I added fuel deliberately.
Swati: “Achha, so outside you are a decent cultured boy and inside you are a sister-fucker man(Behchod). Haha!”
Seeing the word “bahanchod” in her text, my dick became fully hard. I also replied without thinking, “If I have such a sexy sister like you, then which brother will not become a sister-fucker.”
Swati: “So you shameless guy, now tell openly what were you seeing in me so much?”
I said, “When? When you were in front or when I was behind?”
Swati: “Tell both.”
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I said, “When I was standing behind, I was seeing your figured body.”
Swati: “Achha, only figured body from behind? Not from front?”
I said, “If I tell, you won’t mind, right?”
Swati: “Tell na. If I minded, I would have felt bad when you were staring at my ass from behind.”
Seeing the word “gand” in her text, my hand started stroking my dick faster over the shorts.
I replied with one hand, “Yes, okay I accept I was looking at your ass. It is very nice, totally sexy.”
Swati: “Achha, why so much? How sexy did it look?”
I said, “You are telling me that mine was visible. Anyway in your tight wear it was clear that you were not wearing anything inside either. Okay, don’t make fun of me.”
Swati: “Haha! X-ray vision?? Yes, I was not wearing anything. And let me tell you one thing — I wear inner clothes very rarely.”
My hand started moving faster on my dick. I pulled my shorts down a little, took my dick out and started stroking it properly. I replied, “In your tight gym wear, no need for X-ray vision to know whether you are wearing anything or not. You were looking completely naked from behind.”
Swati: “And from front?”
I said, “I didn’t see much from front because you were talking while looking into my eyes. But from the side it looked like your boobs are also quite good.”
Swati: “Mamme? What’s that?”
I said, “Mamme means breasts.”
Swati: “Haha! Boobs?”
I said, “Yes, boobs.”
Swati: “Tell more. What else did you like?”
I said, “Everything. Even when you were in pajama.”
Swati: “Yes, talking about pajama… now when you saw me in shorts, how did it feel?”
I said, “Ufff, honestly this is the first time I have seen a girl’s thighs properly.”
Swati: “Haha! Why? Is that so?”
I said, “In my city girls don’t wear such clothes. I have only seen in TV. Today is the first time in real life.”
Swati: “Oh God, really? That’s why I thought why you were standing like a tent after seeing me in shorts. Haha!”
I said, “Yes, what else? You suddenly gave me a shock.”
Swati: “Haha! If that is the case, whenever I get a chance I will spoil your mind by wearing such dresses. Haha!”
I said, “Please yaar, don’t do too much otherwise I will lose my control.”
Swati: “Achha, if you lose control then what will you do? And by the way, isn’t it difficult to type with one hand? Haha!”
I was shocked. How did she know I was stroking with one hand and texting with the other? I asked, “What? What do you mean one hand?”
Swati: “Late replies and spelling mistakes tell everything baby. You are not the first guy I am texting with.”
I said, “Late maybe because of network and spelling because I am feeling sleepy.” (I lied)
Swati: “Am I boring you so much that you are feeling sleepy while talking to me?”
I said, “Arre no. Interview and last night’s journey made me a bit tired.”
Swati: “You get tired very quickly it seems.”
I said, “No no, nothing like that. Otherwise in some matters I don’t get tired quickly.”
Swati: “Like which matters?”
I don’t know why but she was continuously encouraging me to talk naughty. I replied, “There are some matters in which I take a very long time to get tired.”
Swati: “Okay, if you don’t want to tell then don’t tell. By the way, what are you doing?”
I said, “Chatting with you.”
Swati: “And?”
I said, “And lying down.”
Swati: “And?”
I said, “What else? Lying down and messaging you.”
Swati: “And really nothing else?”
I said, “What do you think I am doing? What are you doing?”
Swati: “If you are not doing anything then I am also not doing anything. It is quite hot.”
I said, “Yes, I am also feeling hot. But you are in such clothes that you should not feel hot.”
Swati: “Aww yeah, you asked about gym wear. By the way, when you saw me in shorts how did it feel?”
I said, “You were looking good.”
Swati: “Just good??”
Now I thought since she wants to hear more, why should I hesitate. I said, “You were looking sexy.”
Swati: “Sexy? At last you said something. Tell more.”
I said, “What else should I say? Your naked thighs and open arms were looking
sexy.”
Swati: “And?”
I said, “Uff, you and your ‘and’. What else should I say?” Every time she asked “and” my hand stroked my dick harder.
Swati: “Tell honestly, are you remembering me and…?”
Now I lost my control and said, “Yes, I am enjoying while remembering you.”
Swati: “How? How are you enjoying? Are you doing that?”
I said, “What?”
Swati: “Masturbation. Haha!”
I was probably waiting for this word from her mouth. I said, “Yes, but how did you know?”
Swati: “I understood when your messages were coming late.”
I said, “Have you ever done masturbation?”
Swati: “Yes.”
Now I was enjoying even more because our chat level had gone higher. I asked, “How many times?”
Swati: “The way you count in calendar. Haha! I do it every day. Now tell me, did you enjoy hearing it?”
I said, “Yes, a lot. You said every day, so did you do it today also?”
Swati: “No, but I will do it before sleeping. And let me tell you one thing?”
I said, “Yes, tell. Don’t ask now, just say.”
Swati: “I am only in my top right now.”
I said, “Really? And shorts?”
Swati: “I removed them long back when I said I was feeling hot.”
Now I was stroking hard imagining her half naked. I messaged, “And panty?”
Swati: “Haha! I don’t wear that at all. You already know. Haha!”
I said, “So now will you also masturbate?”
Swati: “Yes, but later. Okay, I am going now. Look at the time.”
I said, “Why? Don’t go like this yaar.”
Swati: “Chalo chalo…”
She just sent “Hmmmm”. As soon as I read this my hand started moving very fast on my dick. The word “land” in her text drove me crazy.
I replied, “How did you know I was stroking?”
Swati: “If I am replying with one hand, then you must be doing the same, right?”
I understood that her one hand was also busy somewhere. I asked, “If that means what are you doing?”
Swati: “The same thing you are doing. If you tell then I will also tell.”
I said, “Yes okay, I am masturbating. Now you tell.”
Swati: “Then I am also rubbing my chut and masturbating.”
Just hearing this small line from her, I was about to cum. My dick was throbbing. I was in full pleasure. Then I remembered the message she received during dinner — “What is your age? Tell the rate also.”
It felt like she might be doing randi work also. So I asked, “Achha, what was that message which came when we were having dinner?”
Swati: “Which message?”
I said, “The one in which someone was asking your age and rate. When I saw it you kicked me.”
Swati: “I don’t know which message you are talking about. Many messages keep coming.”
I said, “Arre, the one in which someone was asking your age and rate.”
Swati: “Haha! Oh that? That was just a joke between friends. What did you think?”
I said, “I thought someone was asking your age and rate. Haha!”
Swati: “Achha, so you thought so much about me? You have a very dirty mind.”
I said, “Now everything is clear whose mind is dirty and how dirty it is.”
Swati: “Okay, I am done. Now I am going to sleep. Keep this texting thing a secret. Then we can have more fun.”
I became mad with happiness. To hell with job and everything. Now I just wanted to fuck Swati badly.
I could not control myself and asked, “Why sleep so early? Uncle and aunty are sleeping. Shall I come?”
Swati: “For what?”
I said, “To help each other in what we were doing.”
Swati: “Then have some patience dude. What is the hurry? If you have patience, you will get much more than this ahead.”
I felt disappointed but then consoled myself that there are many more days ahead. “Okay yaar, whatever you want. I don’t want to force anyone.”
Swati: “This is what a man should say. Okay good night. See you tomorrow.”
I said, “Okay good night. Sweet dreams.”
Swati: “Sexy dreams babe.”
I said, “Yeah, dreams of fucking you.”
After this there was no message from her. I waited for some time, then thought not to irritate the hen that has come in hand. I read all her messages from the beginning again and masturbated two more times before sleeping.
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