Puchku Babu 4

(Although this episode can be read as a stand-alone story, readers are requested to read parts 1 to 3 of this series ‘Puchku Babu’ for a better understanding of the story so far…)

Puchku Babu - Part 4

I must have dozed off too. I don't know how long I slept. I heard my mother-in-law whisper, “Anju, I'm going to the next room. Rahul has fallen asleep. You have a short nap beside Rahul and then we will go out in the evening.” 

I could sense my mother-in-law pulling her breast out of my lips slowly sliding me off her body and laying me on the bed like I was her baby. Then I heard the door close as she went out of the room. 

I could then feel my wife's hands on my back and turn me slowly but strongly towards her. My eyes were wide open now. I saw my wife sitting on the bed. She got off the bed and stood on the floor. I was still lying on the bed. My wife put one arm under my back and another arm under the bend of my knees and pulled me up and out of the bed. I was in her arms now cradled on her breasts. She was 7 inches taller than me and 14 kg heavier. Although she was just 22 years old and I was 33 years old, still I was helpless like a small child in my big wife's arms. She pulled my body up to her face level and kissed me all over my face, rocking me in her arms like I was her baby. She loved to have me this way. She crushed my lips inside hers and kept on sucking my lips. It was so sudden and so long, I was getting out of breath. I started moaning and wriggling in her arms. I couldn't free myself from her stronghold. She released my lips and started laughing. “My sweet cute little baby,” she snuggled her nose inside my neck as she carried me in her strong arms cradling me, rocking me from side to side like a baby.

Anju was walking slowly all over the room carrying me in her cradle. She stood in front of the mirror and looked at our reflections, I held helplessly in her arms. She stood there rocking me in her arms giving me a feeling of weakness, unable to free myself from her captivity. She was enjoying her strength and power over me. She said, “Look at yourself, my dear husband. So small and weak and helpless in your wife's arms. Tell me, Rahul, tell me what I always love to hear.”

I looked up at her, lying in her cradle. My arms were around her neck holding on to her for support. I said, “Anju you are my mistress, my queen, my Goddess, my owner. You own me. I am your slave. I am your servant. I will do whatever you will tell me to. I will serve you all my life. You are so tall and big and strong. I am so short and small. I am weak and helpless against your strength and power. I am surrendering myself to you. Please save me and protect me from this world full of men and women taller and bigger than me. Please never leave me, Anju. I will forever remain at your feet. Please let me kiss your feet. I want you to take me, Anju. Please hold me tight and take me and have me whichever way you want. Please Anju, pleaseee, I beg of you.”

Anju smiled a contented happy smile. She loved it when I gave myself up to her like this, surrendering to her strength and power over me. She carried me to the bed and stood looking down at me lying helpless and weak in her strong arms on her full breasts. 

Then in a rapid single motion, Anju threw me on the bed and pounced upon me like a wild cat, flattening me on the bed. She pinned my hands over my head and pressed down my wrists on the bed. She started kissing me all over my face furiously. She put her full heavy body weight on my light body. She was 7 inches taller and 14 kg heavier than me. I couldn't bear her weight. She was crushing my small body. I gasped for air, I moaned in pain. Her fat thighs were on my thin legs, her hands were pinning down my wrists over my head. I couldn't move. I was unable to free myself, trapped helpless under her. She was so heavy and so strong. She lay on me with her full weight now. My face got trapped inside her big, wide neck. I was totally inside her now. I was not able to control any further. She suddenly rolled over on her back taking my small body fully on her own. Ahh, such a relief with her heavy weight lifting off my chest. She hugged me tightly on her body pressing with one hand on my back and her other hand pressing on my buttocks. She had taken my full weight on herself. She kept on holding me with a very tight bear hug. I was unable to move my body, being forcefully held against her. I could no longer control myself. The ecstasy that was building up within me for so long suddenly got released. Ahhhhhhh .......

All exhausted now, my small slender body lay limp on my wife's big breasts and wide waist. She hugged me tight with her fat arms. My face was buried inside her wide neck. My legs were trapped between her fat thighs. It was such a pleasure, as if I was lying on an oversized fat, soft cushion. I had no worries in the world. I knew my big, tall, strong wife was there to protect her weak, helpless little husband. This was heaven.

I fell asleep on her soft big breasts…

This time I slept for a longer period. I was hearing voices in the room. I opened my eyes. It was evening, the lights were on in the rooms. I saw my wife dressed up in a good sari. Her mother was also in the room. She was also wearing a good sari. On seeing me awake, my wife Anju said, “Listen, Mummy and I are going to my Mausi’s place. Mausi is my mother's elder sister. She lives close by. You remain at home. You need not worry, Manju and Ranju will take care of your food and everything else you need. 

I said, “But how long will it take? When will you come back ?” I sat up in bed, worried that I would have to spend time with my tall and big but much younger sisters-in-law. 

My wife came closer to me, put her hand lovingly under my chin, and said, “I'll come back soon dear. But you don't need to worry. Manju is a very responsible girl. Although she is just 20 years old, she is quite mature. And you have seen na, that she is the tallest amongst all four of us, even taller than Mummy. Although Mummy at 41 years is the strongest amongst us even now. Mummy is 5’10” and 90 kg, whereas Manju is 5’11” and 75 kg. So although you are 33 years old, with your 4’10” and 51 kgs, Manju even though she is much younger than you at 20 years of age, can easily protect you from anybody trying to tease you for your size. It's good that you have agreed to call her Manjudidi, so she will now protect you as her little brother. Only just be a little careful from Ranju. She is just 18 and is still childish in nature. She is a bit playful and doesn't remember her size of 5’8” and 72 kgs. Even though I'm 4 years older than her and 5’5” and 65 kgs, Ranju sometimes picks me up in her arms and irritates me. If Ranju is teasing you, you complain to your Manjudidi. OK, dear? Now be a good boy and get up from the bed. We are going out now. I'll call your Salis to keep you company. ( Sali = Sister-in-law) 

My mother-in-law was listening with an amused smile on her lips standing near the door, to this conversation between husband and wife, which sounded more like between mother and son. But although my wife Anju is just 22 and I'm 33 years of age, this is mostly how my tall wife talks to her 7-inch shorter husband.

They went out…that is, my wife Anju and Mummyji, my big tall mother-in-law. Ranju came into the room as soon as they left. I had gone to the bathroom and had just come out when Ranju walked in. She came and sat on the bed. She beckoned me towards her, “Come, Puchku Jiju, let's play.”

I was walking towards the bed to sit beside her. She held my hand and pulled me towards her. Ranjana or Ranju as everyone called her, is a big 18-year-old, Class-12 girl, 5’8” tall and 72 kg in weight. Although I was much older than her at the age of 33 years, with my size of 4’10” and 51 kg, she was much bigger than me in height and weight. So when she pulled me just lightly, I almost fell on her body. She laughed and straightened me to stand in front of her. Even sitting on the bed, her head was taller than me standing in front of her. Ranju was holding my two wrists in her two hands. Since I had fallen on her body with her pull and she held me to straighten me up, I was standing right inside her thighs, with her knees extending in the form of a V. Ranju had just casually crossed her ankles behind my legs. So, I, a 33-year-old adult man, was literally trapped in between the thighs and legs of this big tall teenage school girl. With my two wrists held securely inside her big fat palms, this 18-year-old girl has actually captured me in between her legs.

But Ranju did not seem to have held me captive for any purpose. She was just a playful kid. Only her size was so big, she wasn't aware of her physical strength due to her size. She again asked, holding both my wrists in her hand, “Bolo na Jiju, kya khelogey? Tell me, what will you play ?”

I said, “I don't know any indoor games, Ranju. I used to play Cricket and football in school. But you cannot play them here.” 

Ranju said in a childish nagging manner, “Noo, not those boys' games. Let's play girly games…like ‘School-school’. I'll be the teacher and you be my student.”

I said, “Ranju, you are a grown-up girl now. This is a kids’ game; you will be going to college next year. Play something interesting. Don't you have any board games; or Ludo or playing cards? But first remove your legs and let go of my wrists, you are hurting me.” 

I started pulling at my wrists so I could get free. But with my legs awkwardly stuck between her thighs, I wasn't getting the proper leverage. 

Seeing my futile efforts, Ranju started giggling. “Hee hee hee Jiju, you are so weak, you can't even free yourself from an 18-year-old school girl.”

By now I was getting irritated, “Ranju, this is not funny, I don't like this. Leave my wrists, let me go.”

Ranju was enjoying this game. She took both my wrists which were held in her two palms and joined them together. Then she held both my thin wrists inside only her left palm. Her fingers were so thick and long that they wound over both my wrists and held them tightly together. Her right hand was now free. I was also horribly stuck between her fat thighs.

Ranju was laughing with glee. “Now my little Jiju, I have you where I want you. Now let's play the game which I like most. Chalo ‘Ghar-ghar’ kheltey hai. Let me be the wife and you be my husband.”

I protested immediately, “No, I cannot play your husband's role. It's not proper, I am your eldest sister's husband.”

Ranju said, “OK fine. Then I'll be your mother and you be my son - my school-going son. Come baby, let me bathe you; dress you; feed you and then I'll carry you in my lap to school.” Since I was hopelessly stuck between her fat thighs unable to move and both my wrists helplessly captured in her left hand, Ranju easily squeezed my cheek with her free right hand. 

I tried to shake off her hand which held both my wrists together, but she held them so tight I couldn't even move her hand. Ranju laughed, “Shame shame Jiju !! You being a 33-year-old adult young man are so helpless that an 18-year-old class 12 girl has made you a prisoner with her legs only. There's no use trying Jiju, you are under my power and control now. You will have to do what I make you do. Come, be a good boy. Let me bathe you the way Mummy bathed you in the morning.”

Saying this, she lifted my hands over my head with her left hand. And with her right hand, she pulled up my t-shirt up my body and over my head. She briefly released my wrists took my t-shirt out of my hands and left me bare-bodied. She moved her hand and held the elastic of my shorts and was about to pull them down.

I said angrily, “What are you doing Ranju? Now this is becoming too much. I'll call Manju and complain. By the way, where is Manju? I haven't seen her since the time your mother and my wife left.”

Ranju smiled mischievously. “Manju didi is sleeping. She had woken up very early today to do all the cleaning and cooking since you were coming for the first time. So she said that she'll take a nap for some time. She has only told me to take care of you.”

My hopes were diffused. I had already built some rapport with Manju. Although she is also 13 years younger than me at 20 years of age, she is quite mature in her behavior. And now that I address her as Manjudidi, with her magnificent athletic figure of 5’11” height and 75 Kg weight, she definitely would have saved me from the captivity of her naughty 18-year-old sister Ranju.

Ranju in the meantime had placed her hands under my armpits. She loosened her thighs now. It was as if I found life in my legs again, I could properly stand on my own two feet. But my freedom was short-lived. Ranju started to stand up with her hands still under my armpits. As she stood up to her full height of 5’8”, Ranju also pulled up my 4'10” body along with her. My face was now at the same level as Ranju's. With my 51 kg weight being easily lifted by the 72 kg teenager, my feet were dangling 10 inches above the floor. Ranju was now dangling my body from left to right like a pendulum, holding me under my armpits. She was laughing to her heart's content. 

I had to plan something fast. Otherwise, I wasn't sure what sort of playful ragging Ranju would subject me to. I said, “Ranju listen, you wanted to play na? Why don't we play 'Hide and Seek’ ?”

Ranju stopped dangling me in the air. She put her left hand under my waist and wrapped her arm around my thighs. I was now sitting on her left arm only. I thought I would lose balance. I put my hands around her neck for support. Ranju smiled, “Don't worry my big brother-in-law, your little sister won't let you fall. You are so small and light to me. I can carry you like this in my arms all around our town, you are so light. Ok, let's play Hide and Seek. Since I am so big in size it will be difficult for me to hide. So you go first. I'll find you.”

Ranju let me down on the ground. At last! This is what I was trying. From the time she had come in, she had taken me captive. I was feeling so helpless with my legs hopelessly stuck between her fat thighs and both my wrists clasped in just her left hand. Now that I have been able to get away from her grasp, I needed to somehow try to get Manju's help. Actually, Ranju is not a bad girl. Although she is 18, she is still not mature enough and is very playful like a schoolgirl. And she is so tall and big for her age. But she forgets her strength, especially when she is applying it to me. Just compare our size. She is 5’8” against my 4’10”. And she is 72 kg compared to my mere 51 kg.

Anyways, coming back to our hide-and-seek game, I told her to count to 100, so that I could hide properly. But since this is a new house for me, I did not know the safe hiding places in the house. As Ranju closed her eyes and started counting loudly, I slipped out of the room. I saw the next room was of the two sisters Manju and Ranju. The door was open. I went in and saw that the light was dimmed and Manju was lying on the bed, sleeping. I looked around the room for a place to hide. There was some furniture and a big wooden cabinet. But I couldn't find any suitable place behind which I could hide. 

Manju was sleeping with her back towards the door turning to her side facing inside the room. She had a bedsheet drawn over her body. The tall, big 5’11” and 75 kg girl lying on her side made the sheet form a tent-like form on the bed. I had an idea. I went from the other side of the bed and slipped in under the bedsheet that Manju was using as her cover. Manju was not fully asleep. She understood it was me. She asked, “What happened? And where is your shirt? Is Ranju bullying you or teasing you ?”

I whispered, “Yes, a little. But don't scold her. She is still a playful school kid. We are playing hide and seek now. So I have come to hide here. Please don't talk, otherwise Ranju will find me.”

Manju smiled. She also whispered, “OK fine. Come I'll hide you inside me.” She pulled me close to her body. She bent her hand a little and stretched it so that I could rest my head on her solid thick bicep. My body was now facing her, my face literally pressed to her big, soft breasts. She pulled me further towards her body pressing on my back. She put her long legs over my thighs so that my legs went inside her own thighs. She put her long arm over my back and hugged me tightly to her body so that my small 4’10” frame was completely enveloped by her tall 5’11” solidly built figure. It was as if she was using my body as a side pillow. The sheet drawn over her body was covering me up fully. My face was now inside the crevice of her two large breasts. I realized to my utter surprise that she was wearing a loose-fitting soft cotton sleeveless nightie. Her soft cold skin was touching me all over my face and body. She was so much bigger and taller than me in size, that she engulfed me from all sides and tucked me inside her huge body. Yet she ensured that the weight of her heavy thighs and legs or hands did not put uncomfortable pressure on my relatively much smaller and weaker body. It was as if she was protecting me like a mother shielding her small baby. It was such a crazy feeling. A 33-year-old adult man pressed inside the breasts of his much younger 20-year-old sister-in-law who is 1 foot 1 inch taller and 24 kg heavier than him.

I could hear Ranju come into the room. Manju on an impulse hugged me tighter. My face got smudged inside the crevice of her soft big breasts. Ranju was searching for me in the room. Manju spoke to her in a muffled sleepy tone, “Why are you disturbing me, Ranju? I told you to let me sleep for some time. I am coming after some time and will make you snacks and tea. You take care of Rahul in the meantime, but don't tease him.” 

I could hear Ranju reply meekly, “Ok, Manju didi.” She left the room shutting the door behind her.

Manju squeezed me lovingly inside her huge but soft body. She planted a big wet kiss on my forehead and said, “My sweet little baby, now you are all mine.”

She put her hand behind my head and pressed my lips on her breasts over a soft but hard little mound. I closed my eyes…..and my lips….