Yes, that Sunday was bit boring and I had to literally kill the time as I was anticipating the surprises awaiting me on the next day.24hrs did pass by...and i got up little earlier than my usual timing and was eagerly waiting for my darling Ragini to come. Just to irritate her, I was with my full pajama night dress with a Kurtha on my broad shoulders. Minutes passed by and hours too. Ragini did not turn up till 10 in the morning and I started getting restless, so, instead of waiting for her, I. "I'm sixteen, Ma'am", Angie told her. "More like sixteen going on twenty-four", I told Mom. I explained to Mom all about the past week, leaving nothing out. Mom asked, "And how is your father taking this?" "He approves wholeheartedly", I said.The doorbell rang again, and I answered it. It was Dad. This was going to be good. Mom had her back to him, and didn't see who it was."Hi, son", he said. I just needed..." Mom turned around and was face to face with Dad for the first time since the. While reading those stories i used to imagine the girls in my class, some times teachers of me and aunts in neighbourhood.It went fine for few months finally my sister started coming into my thoughts. I used to read the stories and imagine my sister in one of those characters and used to masturbate and retire for the day.It is my habit for serveral months.My dads mom used to stay at our house for 6 months and my dad’s brother’s house for 6 months.Now my granny came to stay with us for the next. She seemed to hold back for amoment as if settling in. Then she reached for my hands. She slid each hand up to her oversensitive stiff nipples and I took the hint. Melodywas afraid of this, she had told me on repeated occassion. The sensations caused byrubbing her nipples was almost too much for her to stand. She wanted it now though. Hereyes pleaded with me letting me know exactly how she wanted this to go. She closed her eyes as my fingers began lightly tracing the outlines of her nipples..