"Aaaaa…oooo… kya kar raha hai? aaram se ...." "Aaa...eeeish...kaat kyun raha hai…” “Bhabhi... main aapko khaa jaaunga..." “mujhe khaa mat…pyar kar” Hello readers, I am Monu, male of 27 with good looks and good height and the female I was biting and crushing under my enormous weight is Madhu Bhabhi;
wife of my elder brother and my experience is about the night for which I was dreaming from last 10 years. I was not even 17 when after getting married to Bhaiya Madhu Bhabhi came in my life and since then I am blindly in love with her. At present Bhabhi is around 36, fair, beautiful and most charming female of this universe; at least for me.
Anyway initially; around 10 years back when she was newly married to Bhaiya she was slim and slender with a balanced flesh all over her body but over the period of one decade she has put on weight, although she is not fat or heavy but still I would say she is overweight for her height . Her thighs have gone fleshier, ass mounds have became heavy and breasts are also quite big now.
No need to mention that apart from her physical appearance from the day one I am profound of her down to earth nature, for Bhabhi I was always more of a friend than a brother in law and at my end I can say initially it was physical attraction which was setting my desire to go closer and closer to her but as time passed,
immaterial of this fact that with the passing time Bhabhi lost her physical beauty and I also came across many females who were far prettier than Bhabhi, I started falling in love with her and my physical attraction for her body started tuning into my fervor and in that excitement I don’t remember how many times I saw Madhu Bhabhi stark naked from my planted holes in the doors;
most of the time while taking shower in the bathroom and sometimes while changing clothes in her bedroom, not only that couple of times I have also seen her having sex with Bhaiya in the night; it might look funny but it is true that since I have seen Bhaiya fucking Bhabhi, deep inside I am envy of my own brother.
Anyway that was long time back and at presents I have gone through heaven of my Bhabhi’s physical love and before writing everything in detail I would like to request readers not to consider my Bhabhi a slut and also don’t take this write up just as my sex story.
Since beginning we two; me and Bhabhi were close like friends, I can blindly say that since that particular day when all this happened it was just me who was having lustful feeling for her but that day Bhabhi was in really very strange mood and it was such an eccentric moment that she wanted to forget everything and she loved me with all her affection.
It was midnight of winters and except Bhaiya we all were just back home from Bhabhi’s cousin sister’s marriage. Bhaiya was also suppose to attend this function but in last moments; somewhere in the afternoon he told Bhabhi that he will not be able make it and he flew to Mumbai with some business concern.
It was not happening with Bhabhi for the first time, from last 3 years Bhaiya was getting busier and busier in expanding his export business and Bhabhi was getting neglected at his end, I could easily sense expressions of loneliness in Bhabhi’s gesture from long but that day when Bhaiya did not attended that function, Bhabhi was staggered very badly,
that was height of Bhaiya’s attitude of ridiculing everything against business. In function whoever was meeting Bhabhi, he was talking about Bhaiya’s absence and Bhabhi was feeling embarrassed over that. While I was driving back home Bhabhi was sitting in the rear seat with mom and with our little princess sleeping on her lap and I could see her deprived face in the rear mirror.
She was silent and looking outside into the dark and because of her grief full expressions I was also feeling destitute. Even though since evening I was excited, Bhabhi was missing from house from last four days because of this marriage and I was about to meet her and when I saw her in the evening in marriage venue she was looking really very beautiful,
she was wrapped in heavy Pink color sari with entire jewelry and make up of a married female and like always my envy feeling for my own brother raised its head again and I started getting sexually aroused because of her. But in the end as I saw her sinking emotionally my arousal also sank and I decide to meet and sit and talk to her in solitude in the night.
We reached home and Mom insisted Bhabhi to leave sleeping child in her bedroom and eventually Bhabhi rose to her floor alone. I also changed my clothes and like I was thinking I came to Bhabhi’s bedroom and entered after a formal knock. Bhabhi was on bed, under the blanket facing away from me, she looked back to see me for a fraction and keep on lying in same sideways posture.
I sat down on the other half of the bed casually and tried speaking to her, “Bhabhi” “hmmmm….” For an instant she hummed to express that she in listening but eventually turned to see me “aap theek ho na?” “Haan…” I asked her and replied with yes but after a fraction she smiled a bit while looking into my eyes with strange expressions and I too smiled back.
“I know you are very sad” I spoke to her and Bhabhi smiled again but with heartiest feeling, possibly she felt good to see that at least I am bothered about her and she turned and lied down sideways facing me “Bhaiya ki taraf se I am sorry” I tried make her feel better and Bhabhi smiled again and opened her arms to get a hug from me. I leaned over her and we hugged tight.
“Thanks for coming…mann bahut udaas ho raha tha” she spoke out in soft voice and a mild whiff of alcohol coming from her mouth smacked my senses. It was surprising but I did not spoke anything in that concern and smiled a bit while holding her hand and kissed it over her palm. “Aaj yahin sow ja…mere pass” Bhabhi told me sleep with her and I took out another blanket from the wardrobe.
That was not first time when we hugged, neither it was that I never slept with her on the same bed, but that night Bhabhi’s mood was very strange, her gloominess or you can say restlessness was at its peak and as I lied beside her she came into my blanket and hugged me again.
Certainly that was happened for the first time, we were never together in the same blanket like that, but I was not surprised with that, that time Bhabhi’s mood was so bad and overall atmosphere was so odd that I did not felt anything weird in that and I just wrapped my arms around her back.
Bhabhi was not crying, but her state was fragile, she buried her face in my chest and remained unmoved and holding her in my arms I just kept my mouth shut. Bhabhi was wearing blouse and petticoat, I have rarely seen her in these clothes above that she was in my arms and I instantly started getting uneasy over my Penis.
Finally after couple of minutes I detached her to see her face and as our eyes met she felt embarrassed. She got up from my portion of bed and moved back to her side and without looking at me asked me if I can get her half cup of coffee “please aadha cup coffee pila dega?” and I instantly got up to prepare that.
After 5-10 minutes I came back and Bhabhi instantly got up to hold the cup and started sipping without looking anywhere. Like I said removing her jewelry and unwrapping her sari Bhabhi was wearing blouse and petticoat in the bed and after getting up she covered her breast with the blanket.
Even though I could not see her body at all but still she was looking extremely sensual, entire makeup was intact over her lovely face, Bindi; a pink color dot in the middle of her forehead, elongated Kajal rimmed eyes and her lips drenched with light Pinkish color were once again making me feel inferior from my brother.
“Bhabhi today you were looking extremely beautiful…” I don’t how many times I have given her this compliment and she looked at me with a lovely smile and I spoke again “I want to marry you” that was first time I spoke something like that and once again Bhabhi smiled naughtily and uttered “Pagal…!” and I blushed with a smile.
Environment went bit pleasant with that and Bhabhi told me that mom has seen a match for me and I repeated my statement in bit different words, “lekin mujhe to aapse shaadi karni hai” and Bhabhi smiled again and casually told me not to speak anything like this in front of mom and I told her that I don't want to marry with a girl of my mom's choice and in continuation asked her to find someone like her
"mujhe mom ki pasand ki ladki shaadi nahi karni...aap apne jaisi hi koi dhoondh do!" and Bhabhi did not replied back and gave me empty cup back to put it back in the kitchen and I silently moved out. After that as I came back to room again Bhabhi wished me good night and turned around to sleep.
I too tried sleeping facing away from her but eventually failed to surrender myself and once again started getting aroused, Bhabhi’s body was so good to hold but those moments ended so quickly, I wish I could make love to her; just once and with such thoughts 10 -15 minutes passed and turned to see Bhabhi and found her lying straight with eyes wide open.
She turned her face to see me and asked me why I am not asleep “tu soya nahi abhi tak…?” “aap bhi to jaag rahe ho” you are also awake, I replied back and don’t what came in her mind, she turned to me, got up a bit and looked at me for few seconds in the dark and once again leaving her blanket Bhabhi came into my arms and hugged me tight.
That was surprising for me but I hugged her firm and once again I sensed mild tang of alcohol in her warm breath and asked her “Bhabhi aapne Drink ki hai?” and Bhabhi accepted without any hesitation “haan…thodi si”. I did not uttered anything in that concern again,
possibly because by now I was also going out of my sense, my dream body was in my arms again and this time I wanted to feel these moments without thinking anything else. I caressed her hairs casually and planted a kiss over her forehead and hugging me tighter Bhabhi went into my arms deeper.
Actually in that mental grieving Bhabhi was desiring physical love and while hugging me she was trying to be in touch with a masculine body but being an amateur I could not sense that and I got hint of desire when she tried touching my bare skin by sliding her hand under my t-shirt. That was real revelation for me and I was delighted with her tender touch over my chest.
Bhabhi was resting her head over my arm and she did not moved for long; she just kept on resting her palm over my torso under my shirt and slowly it started sending shivers down to my spine, gradually my nipples got rigid and I gained significant erection over my Penis.
Like Bhabhi I too remained unmoved for long but eventually failed to resist myself from rubbing my other hand over her back and touched skin of uncovered portion of her waist. Bhabhi trembled a bit with a deep puff with my touch over her bare skin and I liked the way she shivered, I rubbed my hand over her waist again and Bhabhi’s hug over my body went tighter.
I sensed that Bhabhi is not normal and by trying pushing her a bit I tried looking at her face but Bhabhi continued burring herself into my arm. “Bhabhi….!” I uttered and Bhabhi spoke in soft sensual voice “don’t say anything…just keep on holding me” and I went silent.
I don’t know it was intentional or unintentional, slowly my grip over Bhabhi’s fleshy body enhanced and once again moved my hand over her back and reached to her bare waist and rested my hand over her soft skin. I was getting aroused, so was Bhabhi and eventually moment came which broke our patience, slowly I moved my had further down,
over Bhabhi’s fleshy ass mound and rubbed my palm over that and just after a fraction Bhabhi looked up and planted her rosy lips over mine. She sucked my lips with closed eyes and as after few seconds I responded back to her kiss Bhabhi invaded my mouth with her tongue and I started sucking her tongue.
We kissed beautifully for a minute or two and after breaking the kiss Bhabhi slowly rose over me and kissed me all around my face and before I would have responded back to her love making Bhabhi realized what she is doing and step back instantly. She released me and got away from me and went back to her portion of bed and lied down facing away from me.
Everything happened so fast that I didn’t realize how it started and when it ended and I too lied back silently. Anyhow I cannot explain my mental state of that instant, that was first time I was gone so close to any woman, and that woman was none other than lust of my life, for whom I was so crazy that I did not wanted to see my own brother standing beside her as her husband.
“Bhabhi…I love you” I uttered after silence of few minutes and Bhabhi remained unmoved, she was trying her best to resist herself but for her that mind state was so strange that she could not control herself and eventually she turned to me again and lifted her blanket with one hand to invite me and next instant I moved into her arms.
We hugged again and we hugged like never before, “I know… you love me….” Bhabhi uttered while caressing my cheek and after a fraction she spoke again and told me to do whatever I want to do with her and in continuation spoke that she also needs me “kar le jo karna hai mere saath… mujhe bhi teri zarurat hai” and with that we started kissing while being tied in each other’s arms.
Truly speaking friends I cannot forget that magical moment in my entire life, it was a dream come true, my love, my lust, charm of my entire life was in my arms and I was loving her as if she mine. My hands were moving all around her body like an amateur, I could not decide where to touch her and Bhabhi was enjoying whatever I was doing with her, she was not hungry for sex,
she was tired of loneliness, she was famished of love and attention and that night her starvation was at its peak. Bhabhi once again slipped her hand under my t-shirt to touch my bare skin and eventually ended up in lifting my t-shirt and taking it out from my arms.
I was bare over my chest and now I was dying to open Bhabhi’s blouse and with bit of shivering I unhooked her entire blouse and she took it out from her arms. Next Bhabhi herself unhooked her bra and I pulled that out from her arms too. Room was not entirely dark, tiny bulb at the corner was emitting sufficient light and I saw Bhabhi’s big breasts sagging in front of my eyes and they were beautiful,
her ripe and succulent milk mounds were tipped with long dark brown nipples in large dense aureoles. It was not that I was seeing her bare breasts for the first time, like I said earlier I have seen Bhabhi stark naked and also getting fucked by Bhaiya from my planted holes several times, but that instant her breasts were opened for me,
and next instant I was partially over her under the blanket and I started caressing her milks like a brat."Aaaaa…oooo… kya kar raha hai? aaram se ...." Bhabhi told me to be calm but next instant I clenched her long nipple in my teeth and Bhabhi cried again "Aaa...eeeish...kaat kyun raha hai…?” “Bhabhi... main aapko khaa jaaunga..."
I uttered in low lust laden tone “mujhe khaa mat…pyar kar” Bhabhi caressed my hairs while saying that with a smile and gave me her breasts to suck and I started sucking her milk mounds like child. Bhabhi moaned and puffed in pleasure throughout the time I loved her big melons and slowly we took off our all clothes and got stark naked under the blanket.
I puffed in strange divine pleasure as Bhabhi took my Penis in her hand and jerked me back and forward steadily and I too reached to her pleasure hole with my hand to give her pleasure. I was hard like never before and Bhabhi was wet and hot over love hole and we kissed for long while rubbing and jerking each other. Eventually Bhabhi pulled me over her.
She guided me to her opening and slowly I moved into her wet womb while puffing in heavenly pleasure. As I buried myself entirely in her pleasure hole Bhabhi too moaned in pleasure and wrapped me into her arms and thighs. We looked at each other’s face closely and we kissed again. “Monu fuck me” Bhabhi demanded in soft and sensual voice and I started.
Slowly I moved in and out of Bhabhi’s wet and hot love hole and moaned in unknown pleasure, Bhabhi too grabbed me better and puffed erotically and I began fucking my Bhabhi with a steady pace. Wow… I could not believe that finally I am making love to my Madhu Bhabhi; my first and last love.
Physical as well as mental; pleasure I was going through was just like being in heaven; I could not take my eyes from her lovely face and down there my entire length till the root of my throbbing cock was moving inside Bhabhi’s wet fuck hole and I could feel her cunt juices flowing out and touching my balls.
Rubbing of my monster tip over her wet virginal walls were producing such strange sensation in my entire body that anyhow that pleasure cannot be written down in words. As some time passed my pace of fucking Bhabhi enhanced on its own, I got up a bit over my elbows I started thrusting my penis in and out of her love hole bit faster and her swollen breasts started moving slowly.
We both moaned nicely while looking into each other’s eyes and I uttered while fuckign her “Bhabhi …mujhe shaadi nahi karni …..I love you” and Bhabhi closed her eyes and puffed in pleasure erotically and told me to fuck her in low lustful voice “Monu shut up and fuck me….” Her demand aroused me and I started fucking her with deep skewering thrusts,
I started rocking my taut hips steeply up and down and to and fro and drove my inflamed erection in and out of her wet flesh nicely while gasping erotically, Bhabhi was also moaning nonstop and whole room was filled with our pleasure puffs. Heat was rising continuously and in peak winters we were sweating like anything.
I was resting myself over my elbow while moving in and out of her flesh and just in few more seconds our excitement rose further high and my pace of invading Madhu Bhabhi went higher, now her melons were tossing faster and her nipples were getting stiffer in excitement and suddenly I started feeling strange stress building inside me and I felt myself going out of my control,
more or less at the same time Bhabhi’s moans also changed and she started gasping very differently, we both were getting closer to burst and our pleasure was incredible. As we both were under thick blanket we were streaming out hell of sweat and along with our moans soon typical PACH…PACH sound also started coming as our wet thighs were colliding together again and again.
Lying under me Bhabhi was looking beautiful with her eyes closed and mouth tore open in moaning, she was enjoying and her expressions of being in pleasure were setting my desire to blow and just in few more seconds I lost control and at same time Bhabhi pulled me hard and crushed me in her arms and thighs with all her strength.
Finally I squeezed my tight hips together two three times to release my love in Bhabhi’s womb and on the edge of my peak Bhabhi also cried erotically and seemed as if she has also pinnacled with me. Oh God…what was that, sweating and feeling exhausted was never so woderful,
I puffed and gasped after discharging myself into the depth of my Bhabhi and she too panted for few seconds after she climaxed. Soaked in sweat we lied into each other’s arms without much words, throughout the time I kept on holding Bhabhi’s fleshy body and Bhabhi kept on caressing my hairs with her fingers,
Eventually Bhabhi pushed me lightly and got up to use the washroom and came out wearing fresh nighty. I too wore my clothes back and tried talking to her but as mentally she was going through strange phase she told me to be silent. Eventually we slept in the same blanket while being in each other’s arms.
In the morning around 5 I was in intense sleep when Bhabhi stirred me and told me to go to my room. I got up and washed my face after basic morning course and came out and saw Bhabhi was folding blanket and rearranging the bed. Wearing fresh Salwar-Kameez by now Bhabhi was done with bathing and all and she looking even more beautiful “Bhabhi I love you…”
that was the only thing which was buried inside me since long and I wanted to take it out, Bhabhi knobbed in her head in no with a smile and uttered “I can’t do anything for you”. Though it was not evident over my clothes but there was a significant hardness over my Penis and I was desiring to have sex with Bhabhi again and I believe for Bhabhi it was evident in my eyes
and with a tiny smile Bhabhi asked me if I want to have sex. I moved my head in yes and she uttered “but this is last time we are doing…” I asked Bhabhi if she doing this just to give me pleasure and she said yes to it, at her end it was a fever of the moment which led her to have sex with me and by then it was over.
Eventually I accepted her condition for having sex for the last time and we climbed on the bed gain. We started with the kiss and while kissing and licking her lovely face I stripped Bhabhi to zero clothes because I wanted to see every pour her smooth and silky skinned body. Next I took off my clothes too and we were tied again.
I lunged deep into Bhabhi for really long and ultimately we both climaxed again. “Bhabhi aapko main hug to kabhi bhi kar sakta hun na?” that’s what I asked her when we were up with wearing our clothes again and Bhabhi granted my wish. After that we never had sex but I don’t go out of the house without getting a hug from Bhabhi.
At present matter of my marriage is at its peak, mom is looking for match like crazy and deep inside I too wanted to start my regular sex life but I am scared of losing Bhabhi from my heart.
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