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Hot affair with sexy Sister-in-Law - II

Previously: Hot affair with sexy Sister-in-Law - I

She looked at me for a long time, so long, that I began to get uncomfortable. She must have realized what I was getting at. We had had enough hints in the past. "What would it be," she finally replied, her voice dropping to a whisper that was barely audible, "that could be so, so difficult as to warrant these conditions?"

I gave a short, nervous laugh. "It's really nothing extraordinary, Radha. I mean it isn't beyond you. I am not going to ask for something that's impossible. Don't worry about that. You know me better than that." "That I do," she said. Then, after some time, she said, "Okay, you've got yourselves a deal. I completely understand the terms and conditions." That made us laugh and then, there was silence again.

"Well?" she prompted. "Would you," I began tentatively, "I-I mean would you... if you don't mind, er, I mean..." "Oh my God," she exclaimed. "Either you are asking something that you think is weird or you are still a kid at heart. I mean, I remember stuttering like that when I used to ask for the chocolates from Mum when I was a little girl!"

It was like that, I thought. Like asking chocolates, only, it wasn't chocolates and it wasn't mom. "You won't get pissed off?" I insisted again. "Well! No. Not at all - now come on and get it out of you." ", I mean you are going to change that...that er, I mean that b-bra, aren't you?" She was puzzled and also a bit embarrassed. "Yes. Isn't that the purpose of this whole exercise? And isn't that the main reason I promised to that I would have to thank you back?"

"Well...okay, I mean, could you let me, er, help you to take it off and put on the other one?" I blurted. There. I had finally said it, and I felt hot under the collar. I had either blown up our relationship, or I had hit pay dirt. She fumbled with her hands, looking down at them, blushing. She brought one hand up to adjust her sari over her chest and stole a glance at me. "B-but why that?" she queried.

I couldn't possibly tell her that it would be a very erotic situation and maybe it would help her get as horny as I was getting and that it could eventually help break down the barrier between fantasy and reality. "Whew," I breathed. "I was expecting a slap!" She giggled nervously. "Is that what you really want to do? I – I mean its most unusual." That it was, I guess.

"I mean, pardon me if I am getting too personal, is that what you like to do with your wife? Or is it a fantasy?" I laughed. "No, no. I've never done that either to my wife or to any another woman. I well, I just thought, considering the circumstances, that would be a proper quid pro..." She laughed, cutting me off mid-sentence. "You think I'm a weirdo?" I asked.

She stopped laughing and I could feel her eyes on me. "No, not at all. Though, I could say that it's pretty devious!" She said it lightly and I didn't press it. There was silence again. "Well, that's one return of the first thank you." My heart began to hammer and the response between my legs wasn't too far behind either.

"Gee," I muttered, trying to imitate a kid's excitement. "You mean you would let me do that?" "Depends on the other returnable thank you," she said. "I'll let you know about it in good time, okay?" I said, somewhat confidently, now that the ice had been broken. She looked away from me and out of the window. There were hardly any streetlights outside and it was pretty dark.

"Hey look," I said, "if this makes you either angry or uncomfortable, lets just drop it, okay?" "I brought up the subject of returning the 'thank you' didn't I?" she murmured, still looking out. I managed a laugh, afraid that she may back out. "And," she continued in the same tone, "you aren't asking me something that is impossible to give."

"Well," I said, "think about it. As I said, this is just between you and me. No misunderstandings, right?" She looked at me dubiously, the flush still there on her face. I was too excited, so much so, I couldn't decide whether to peek at her heaving chest or at her pretty face. I fervently hoped that she too was just as exited as I was. By the look on her face and the increased heaving of her large breast, I concluded that she was.

The rest of the drive was made in utter silence. I don't know what she was thinking about, but all I could see in my mind were her bare breasts...When I finally drove into the parking area of the building, she whispered, "Okay, May. I guess its okay." I tried to appear casual as I locked up the car. But I could feel that sudden tingly feeling I usually got when I am aroused.

"That's good of you," I said as we got into the elevator. I was aware of her closeness and I could smell those sweet smells emanating from her. Her hands were trembling when she unlocked the door to the apartment. So, I thought, she's pretty much in the same condition as I was. She laughed, a high, nervous laugh, when she couldn't insert the key in the slot. On the third attempt, she finally slid the key in and unlocked the door.

I followed her inside and when she flipped the lights on, I locked the door behind me. She glanced at me when I did that, blushing, that strange look back in her eyes. She hung the key on the holder while I pocketed the car keys. She stood there for a while and then, hesitantly turned around, walking inside. "My clothes are in the bedroom."

I followed her to the bedroom where she flipped on a table lamp, which admitted a dim light at one corner just by the side of the mirrored dressing table. I had been to this room several times, though, not alone only with her in the apartment. There always was Dilip, or their daughter or my in-laws present.

There was a large double bed in the center with the usual side tables at the bedstead. Bolted to the wall above the head stead was a powder-coated grill encompassing the entire width of the bed. The large wardrobe lined one side of the wall. The other wall opened into a balcony through French doors. The other corner had a door that lead into the bathroom.

Trying to be as nonchalant as I could, I lowered myself on the edge of the bed and watched her walk over rather unsteadily to the wardrobe. She opened the one in the centre, revealing various separate compartments. One was filled up with her dresses that she wore when with the family, all lined neatly, hanging from blue plastic hangers.

By its side, I could see quite a lot of saris, neatly folded and kept on top of each other in two columns. Just above them were the various blouses and tops. There was another compartment for her gowns and housedresses and directly above it was the one reserved for her undergarments. "I – I will have to check for the closest matching one," she croaked and then cleared her throat.

I glanced at my watch. Twenty minutes since we had left the hotel, so I said, "Take your time. We are running on schedule. And since I have already told Akshay that I would pick him up, he will wait, even if it's late." I bit my tongue when I said the last part about being late. Why should we be late? It sounded ominous; as if this little thing between us was going to take us a lot of time.

After all, on the surface, we had agreed that I should change her bra and nothing else, so there was no point in us taking any additional time. "Oh, I-I am s-sure w-we won't be late," she stammered, drawing out a pair of pink bra from the closet. She laughed nervously, "I mean, why should it be late?" "I-I didn't mean it that way," I replied rather lamely.

"Does this match?" she handed over to me the bra, which I took in my trembling hands. It was as flimsy as the one she was wearing, but it was perfect as far the matching part of it was concerned. "Swell," I replied huskily. The bra had laces all around it and naturally there was no wire rope underneath. Her breasts did not need any support; neither did they need to be pushed up.

She made her way slowly to stand in front of the mirror that was pretty close to the bed where I was seated and reached behind her to unbutton her blouse after pulling her hair to one side of her shoulders. "No, not that part," I said getting off the bed. She froze, looking questioningly at me in the mirror.

I grinned. "That's my job as well, right? I want to change the bra, which was the understanding. And that includes removing the blouse as well." She blushed, averting her eyes away from mine and I took the two steps so that I was standing about a couple of feet behind her. The border of the sari had fallen away from her shoulder lying atop her hair and tied as it was at the waist, the end dropped to the floor.

There is no sight more erotic than the back of a woman, her sari uncovered from the top but concealing completely what lay beneath the waist, the tiny patch of blouse revealing the midriff and the top (or rather) the back of her neck and the glimpse of the bra under the blouse. Her waist was narrow in stark contrast to the width above and under it. Her skin was creamy and looked real soft.

I hesitated, wondering whether I really wanted to go through this. If my wife, or her husband found out, there would be hell to pay. But having fantasized about her for so many years and lusted for her, I dismissed all such thoughts away from my mind and reached out for the row of the tiny buttons that held her blouse together.

My hands shook when I tried to get the top button off. The blouse was quite tight as evidenced by the way that the front of her amazing chest pushed and strained outwards. She hunched her shoulders, pulled them together and whispered, "You will have to pull the blouse together to get those buttons off."

That meant I had to shove my hands, except the thumbs, inside the blouse from the top. When I did that, I felt her shudder at the first contact of the back of my hand on her bare skin. Her skin was slightly moist, but very, very smooth. I pulled the blouse together and pulled out the first button with my thumbs. My hands started to lower as I succeeded in getting off one button after the other till the blouse lay open.

"I guess you will have to push your hands in front of you so that the blouse will come off," I said, aware that my voice was hushed and off key. She was still looking down at the floor when she extended her hands in front of her to allow me to slide the blouse over her hands. The damaged cup fell off her breast and the strap slipped off her shoulder to reveal the entire flesh.

If I were to just rub my hips together, I am sure I would have ejaculated. I was aroused now, beyond the point of return. Her breast was big: very big. Perfectly shaped, no sag, creamy and looking soft, she had big areola and the big nipple was, I assumed, erect. She would have had to be frigid if she weren't aroused by now. The entire situation and what was happening now was very erotic and sensual.

Though one cup and one strap of the bra were not in place, the rest of the bra still clung to her other breast. I unhooked the bra, and this time my hands weren't shaking; rather, I was desperate to get the bra out and gaze at her awesome breasts. She still held her hands extended in front of her and that pushed her breasts together, emphasizing the cleavage.

My mind suddenly went back to a discussion that Dilip and I had more than a decade ago in the balcony of their old apartment. We had a few beers, Radha was staying with her parents and our discussions were mainly about our sex lives. He had told me how enthusiastic and eager she was for sex. "I'm telling you, man, there was this time when I was working at my desk late at night and she was sleeping on the bed, the blanket drawn right up to her chin.

About an hour after I had started my work, she must have got impatient, because she just called out my name softly. I turned in my chair to look at her and what do you know? In one fluid movement she jerked the blanket completely off her body and oh god, she was stark naked! End of work!"

He had regaled me with other instances as well. I was holding back a bit about me because after all, my wife was his sister and it looked extremely out of place for me to relate to him my adventures or anecdotes with my wife. Though, I did tell him (after he had asked me) that yes, my wife does go down on me but I have never ejaculated in her mouth or any other part of her body except maybe her belly sometimes.

"You are missing a lot, pal," he had laughed. "Radha? Oh man, she loves to get plastered if you know what I mean. I was amazed when she worked out one position that I had never known to exist. She had me straddle her belly, or rather crouch over her. She asked me to lay my boner between her tits and then, trapping them there, she tells me to go on and pump.

Shit, man, that was great. As a matter of fact, even to date it still is. And when I pumped forward to send my dick surging up between her tits, she would take my glans in her mouth! When I couldn't hold back any longer, she urged me on, refusing to let go till I creamed – into her mouth, between her tits and partly on her face! Shit, that really is great! You should try that with your wife sometime."

It was new to me as well and yes, I did take his advice and as a result, up to this day, it remains one of my favorite positions. Only, I still don't come in my wife's mouth or on her breasts. But when Dilip had spoken to me about this, we had been a lot younger than we were today. In fact, that was the only time we had spoken in such graphic detail about our sex life.

However, what he had told me had remained fixed in my mind and perhaps that was when Radha had started appearing in my fantasies. I always visualized my penis sandwiched between her fabulous breasts when I would ejaculate and breasts took a totally different meaning all together. Because from that day on, the first thing that I began to notice in women that I met (or passed by in the streets) were breasts!

And here I was, barely a couple of feet away from her and her naked breasts totally exposed. My eyes were glued at their reflection in the mirror. She was still facing it and I was still standing behind her. Finally, she shook her hands to allow the blouse and the bra to slide down to the floor.

"I reckon you will now put on that bra," she said in a small, hoarse voice. Her eyes drifted up and settled onto mine and we looked at each other for a long time. "The bra," she reminded me again. Dumbly, my eyes still holding hers, I reached out blindly behind me and picked up the bra from the bed. "Do you know how it is to be worn?" she asked attempting a gay laugh that didn't quite come off.

"There's always a first time, I suppose," I replied. "I guess men know how a bra is to be taken off, not how it is worn," she whispered. "Let me try," I answered, unconvincingly. I really did not want to proceed to the next step of covering her breasts back inside the bra. She stretched her hands in front of her and I slid the bra over them. Her eyes locked on mine again as I pulled the bra up till the cups covered her breasts.

I pulled the back of the bra together to try to slide the first hook in place and realized that her breasts were still not completely enveloped by the cups. I had often watched my wife heft her breasts into the cups before reaching behind to fasten the bra and I knew that I would have to do the same thing here. "Okay, here goes," I whispered and slid my hands around her, reaching for her breasts.

When my palms cupped the naked flesh, a kind of an electric-like shock shot through me. God, they were so soft and pliable and firm and large! I could even feel her pointed nipples as if they wanted to drill holes in the centre of my palms. I tore my eyes away from hers and felt her body going rigid, and then she shivered. She kind of collapsed against me, the back of her head cradling on my chest.

Her face was turned sideways, tilted up to me, her lips looked swollen and they were parted and the breath was coming out real fast. There was a smoldering look in her eyes, like they were on fire and her lips quivered. I felt her breath on my face and it wasn't just warm, it was positively hot. Our faces were separated by barely a couple of inches or so.

Very slowly, very gently, afraid that she might notice, I increased the pressure of my hands on her breasts. She did not make any effort whatsoever to stop me; in fact, she made no movements at all: she simply stared at me with that look in her eyes, the weight of her entire body against mine. And then I watched her tongue creep out of her half-open mouth and sweep over her lips.

At this point, I bent down slightly, my heart still hammering wildly, my mind still uncertain and confused, and then slowly brushed my lips against hers. She stifled a moan; her hands rose upwards and then bending back, they wrapped around my neck. I felt the surprising strength in them as she pulled my head closer to her, my lips fusing to hers.

Her mouth was open, warm and inviting and I did not hesitate to probe it with my tongue. She closed her eyes; I kept mine open, watching her while I explored her mouth with my tongue: the roof, the sharp teeth and her gums and finally, sweeping over her tongue.

Our tongues dueled with each other within the confines of her hot mouth and she successfully managed to bend my tongue backward and thrust hers into my mouth. By this time, I was fondling and kneading her ripe breasts, awed buy their size and shape, their softness and their malleability. I felt her nipples graze repeatedly against the skin of my palms.

Continuing the kiss and the breast play, I stepped forward and pushed the front of my body against the back of hers and I heard a sharp intake of her breath when I ground my erection against her buttocks. I still don't know why I did not ejaculate immediately. I mean the conditions were ideal. I was charged up.

She had been my favorite fantasy and god knows how many times I have masturbated with her in my mind. All those make-up fantasy stories involving her ran through my mind even as I handled the reality that was happening now. In the beginning, I would come just pretending that we were kissing in exactly the same way as we were indeed kissing now.

Then, I jacked up the fantasy stories a bit that included us undressing each other, progressing to the point where we were ultimately in a sixty-nine, each bent into the other's groin paying obeisance till the point of complete satisfaction. Understand here, that I don't particularly think that having sex with your sister-in-law is incest (though in this case, if it were to be so considered, to hell with it).

After all, she belongs to a different family and is in no way connected to your family, by blood or by flesh. She's some one married to your brother or to your wife's brother. In fact, there are so many places in India, where the elder brother has a moral right to have sex with the wife of his younger brother.

But now was the truth, the reality. This was for real. I was finally with the woman who had haunted me in all those lusty and wild dreams that probably every man in the world, married or not, old or young, always have. I would either have to be made of stone, uncaring as a Buddha or gay not to have responded the way that I was doing now. I wanted to do a thousand different things to her and wanted her to do a thousand different things to me.

pushed her left breast towards her right, trying to knead both with my left palm, primarily to free my right hand to let it slide down over her glossy waist, going further down, down... She moaned again when I began to bunch the sari up her legs, till I had it around her hips and finally easing the yards and yards of material along with the petticoat over her waist.

She pulled me closer and whimpered when I began to caress the insides of her thighs, sliding my fingers and my palm over her knees and the rest of her legs, inching up, up till I was caressing her panties.

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Hot affair with sexy Sister-in-Law - I

Hello friends, this is first story I am publishing on HD, I know it is bit long story but I hope you will like it at end of it..Where the hell is the party boy?" Suri asked, already in stratosphere and still swigging away the whisky. I smiled at him. "Dilip's gone to fetch Ron." "Well, that's cute. Why couldn't Ron make it on his own? He gotta problem with the place or what?"

"Well, Suri, Ron's one of Dilip's best pals and he don't know the city that well. He just flew in today." I excused myself and walked quickly to the wet bar. Dilip had left barely a couple of minutes ago and already the crowd was missing him. And why not? It was, after all, his party. Today was the silver jubilee of his firm.

He had begun Ess Associates exactly twenty-five years ago when he had been about 24 years old. Armed with a diploma and a couple of years of experience with a large architectural firm, he began his operations in a dinghy ten by fifteen office across a small lane that branched half a mile off the Main Street. There was a beat up old table, three chairs, a telephone and a drafting board. He shared a common bathroom with the offices on his floor.

He'd come a long way from there. He now had a swanky office with all the bells and the whistles and half a dozen staff working under him. I grabbed a beer and plunked back against the bar, sipping the chilled liquid and surveying the crowd. I wondered for the thousandth time why architects and those connected with any form of art often sprout beards and / or act so whimsically.

Dilip himself had a beard, wore trousers that seemed to be bought in a flea market and slippers that looked like he had found abandoned in some alleyway. Most of the crowd I saw that day were similar though of course, the women had their own way of expressing their eccentricities. On women architects (and there were quite a few of them) I found a generous proportion of them with piercing.

Shit! Apart from those piercing in the ears, and perhaps on the side of the nose, I abhor piercing on any other part of the body. One lady was wearing something that looked like a cross between a bathrobe and a skirt. Another was in a wrap- around sari, while yet another wore tight pants that perhaps were made by stitching together a number of doormats.

Seated directly ahead of me in a group of about half a dozen weirdoes was Radha, and as it happened every time I looked at her, my heart skipped. (Something else skipped to, and I leave it to your imagination to know what did). Dilip was 49 and Radha, 36. And as the years rolled on, the difference in their ages was getting (and looking) more pronounced.

It was difficult to believe that Radha was a mother of a 14-year old daughter, but to look at her husband, one would think that the 14-year old kid was his granddaughter. Too often, one got the impression that Radha was his daughter, not his wife. Tongues started wagging and he was getting used to the sniggers behind his back.

This had affected him psychologically and so she had given up the contacts and taken up wearing huge, and somewhat dowdy-looking glasses and saris (whenever they went out, though today the contacts were in and the glasses were out, perhaps on Dilip's instructions, as this get together meant a lot to him and maybe he wanted her to look young just for this day, at least)

– this get-up gave her a more mature look, but comments made by those within the family – gosh, you look so young - (as a compliment to her) hadn't helped repair Dilip's psyche. It wasn't that she was petite; on the contrary, she was a big woman. At five seven, she was just about a couple of inches shorter than him and the hundred and twenty-five pounds she weighed was exquisitely proportioned,

and this big-boned body of hers, supposedly draped up to look a lot older than she really was, didn't quite work, because, in contrast her face was soft with large, dark flashing eyes, well-defined lashes and eyebrows and the well maintained thick, dark, long luxurious hair falling in gentle waves to her waist.

Add to that her creamy skin and her full soft mouth and you could well toss out the theory that clothes could make one look older than one really is. She had mile-long legs and I have seen them on many occasions when she wore those gowns and robes at home. (Oftentimes, she also wore knee length skirts).

In her saris, especially those that weren't meant to be draped tightly, you couldn't see those great knees and strong thighs that went up to her rounded buttocks. The sudden dip at her tiny waist (tiny by her otherwise big standards) had once made my teenaged daughter blurt out that she had a great figure.

Great, hell, her figure was every man's dream and I am human. And what really got to me were those amazing breasts that she could only hide by draping the border of her sari across them. I have seen her with that border tipping away from her shoulders. I am amazed that my heart has survived all those mild heart attacks whenever I have seen those blouse-encased breasts, straining out of the flimsy material.

Even in the most orthodox-looking saris, she almost always wore low-neck blouses that revealed lots of cleavage whenever, by chance, the border of the sari fell down her shoulders. When she bent down, like to pick up something from off the floor, those huge breasts strained against her front, which made me wonder why they didn't rip off the blouse and tumble out.

She looked my way, gave me a small smile and a quick wink, rolling her eyes in mock despair and gently shrugging her shoulders, indicating the weirdoes bunched around her. I grinned back, lighting a cigarette. We were pretty close to each other and why not? Her husband was my wife's brother.

She was my sister-in-law. And though I was a year younger than her husband, I had no such psychological hang-ups like Dilip. If my petite wife, all of 45 years old looked a decade younger, I too looked like I was in my late thirties and my spirit complimented the looks. There were a lot of times that I thought she knew I fantasized about her but we kept the charade by limiting ourselves to mild flirting, and equally flirtatious messages on the cell phones.

It was during this time that I noticed what eventually led up to our breaking the ice. She was wearing a flimsy pink sari with matching blouse. She had draped the border over one shoulder and not across her chest and even if she had, the material was flimsy enough to reveal the outlines of her lacy bra.

My eyes almost popped out when I noticed that one strap of the bra had come off and even from this distance I could notice the goof up. For a moment, I thought of walking up to the group and quietly inform Radha about the particular predicament, but hell, that would have been very embarrassing for her.

I looked back and spied upon the room at the back of the hotel that Dilip had hired for the party to store the paraphernalia required to throw such a party at this big a scale. I knew that she had the key to the room and this gave me the idea. I whipped out my cell phone and scrolled to 'Write Messages'. I manipulated the touch buttons to write:

"Emergency! Embarrassing! Don't look my way but urgent u cum to room. Ur dress is not in order. Pretend nothing wrong & xcuse urself 2 cum here. Rpt urgent" I sent the message and watched her shuffling with her cell phone. Her eyes widened and despite my warning, she looked my way questioningly. I pointed slowly at my left shoulder.

Casually she ran a hand across her left shoulder and her eyes widened when she realized the goof up. She didn't get up immediately; I'll give that much for her, but a minute later, she excused herself and walked gracefully over to where I was standing. "Since when?" she asked me softly, standing in front of me.

"I just noticed," I told her conversationally, aware that a few eyes maybe diverted towards us. More specifically, towards her, because she was so elegant and gave that aura of statuesque personality. "What now?" she asked, her eyes pleading and frantic. "Use that room. I presume you have the key. Immediate repair is called for. The party's hardly started." She smiled gratefully and walked to the room.

I had been hardly able to keep my eyes away from her heaving chest when she had stood in front of me. The left strap of her bra had parted from the cup and the cup had slid down considerably. Through the flimsy, almost transparent blouse, I could see the top of her near naked breast.

She disappeared into the room and I could hear the bolt shooting in the dead lock. I continued to sip my drink and smoke my cigarette, aware that I had a slight bulge between my legs that made standing uncomfortable. After perhaps five minutes and another cigarette, I heard the bolt sliding back and she whispered, "May!"

I glanced at her. She was peering through the crack of the door, the dim light behind her illuminating her thick mane of hair. "What's it?" I whispered back. "Need your help!" I straightened up flicking the cigarette to the floor and stepping on the butt, casually glancing around the garden where the crowd was busy, engrossed in their gossip and drinks.

I wondered why she hadn't asked me to locate her best pal, Mina, who had already arrived with her husband. Then I realized that Mina and her husband were playing the temporary hosts. Slowly, so as not to be noticed, I slid into the stuffed room. It was full of plates, glasses, bottles, folding chairs and tables, casseroles and what have you.

She had closed the large window and drawn the drapes. A naked low-wattage bulb hung in the center of the ceiling, providing very little illumination. There was also a dressing table with a narrow, but tall mirror pushed up in one corner. "What's wrong?" I asked as she bolted the door behind her after I entered. "The goddamned thing's snapped," she told me as I swung around to face her.

The border of the sari was off, bunched around her waist, her blouse unbuttoned and she was clutching the bra to her chest. She was wearing a tight, flimsy and lacy pink bra, perhaps to match the sari and the blouse. "What's snapped?" I muttered, trying to look away. "The place where the strap holds the cup," she explained, her eyes averted from mine and watching the damage instead.

I looked at it. Sure enough, the strap had sheared off the cup, which she was now holding against her breast. The strap hung loose off her shoulder. I shuffled in place, trying to hide my bulge. "So what do you suggest?" I asked plaintively. "I have a safety pin, but I can't manage to pin it up with one hand."

She was blushing now and I suddenly realized that her voice was no longer flirtatiously flippant as is the normal case, but had a definite edge of embarrassment in it. I also caught a hint of helpless intimacy in the voice, now that she had only me to help her out of her predicament. "Pin what up?" I said stupidly. "The strap to the cup. Temporary repairs. Just to see if it works."

Her voice was now definitely husky and her eyes fluttered beneath her lashes as she glanced at me and then abruptly back to the bra-cup that she held over her half naked breast. I understood her difficulty. She couldn't possibly hold both the cup and the strap together and pin them up with both her hands. The bra, as I later learned was a tight fit.

She extended her hand holding the pin towards me and I dumbly took it in my shaking hand. She was standing in front of the mirror and I had to bend down to bring the pin to the tattered bra. She held the cup and the strap together in her hands and had to thrust her chest forward to allow me access to be able to pin them up together.

Her breast was heaving and that meant that she was breathing heavily. So was I, painfully aware of my erection as I gazed at the top of her large breast, so tantalizingly close to me. I could smell the perfume that she had sprayed there, mixed with the unmistakable heavenly smell of woman.

I slid the pin through the material, making a conscious effort not to touch any part of her body. From the corner of my eye, I watched our reflection in the mirror. Her head was bent; she was apparently gazing at the sight of my hand fumbling with the pin. As I slid the pin into the slot, the back of my hand brushed the top of her breast and I felt her body stiffening in response.

"No way that blouse is going to conceal the pin," I managed to utter hoarsely. "L-let me see," she stammered as I straightened. She pulled the strap over her shoulder and bunched the blouse over her breast. She looked into the mirror when she reached behind to button her blouse.

Her eyes met mine in the mirror and she held the gaze as she buttoned up. With her hands behind her, her chest thrust up against the blouse, emphasizing the size and the shape. The border of the sari still lay down at her waist. Finally, she had buttoned up her blouse and she shifted her glance to the mirror.

I was right. Even though she let the border of the sari drape across her chest, the pin was clearly visible. She tried to shuffle the border towards the pin, but the garment was too flimsy and too transparent to hide the pin. Shuffling around like that gave me generous glimpses of her cleavage and I clamped my lips together to prevent the groan that was building up inside me.

"Guess it won't help, huh?" she finally asked me, striking a pose in front of me. I looked at her chest. I had to clear my throat before answering her. "No, Radha, I guess it won't help. I think you have got to change." She looked dubiously at her reflection in the mirror, still flushed and breathing heavily, and thrust her chest out again. That sent another spark through my groin.

Another thing happened. When she thrust her chest out, there was an audible 'plop' and the pin popped out. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "That does it. I can't possibly depend on this arrangement." She turned to look at me. There was a strange look in her eyes, which I detected as being a mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

(Hopefully) Thank God for the dim light in the room! If there had been sufficient light, I'd bet she could have easily seen the prominent bulge inside my trousers between my legs. "What the hell do I do now?" she asked, desperation in her voice, her eyes drifting back to the mirror, her hand fingering the place where the pin had opened up. I could clearly see the gap between the cup and the strap.

"I suppose you will have to change it," I suggested. She considered this for some time. "You think so?" "Well, the party's not yet started and you can't go around like this." "The crowd's going to miss me if I have to get back to the apartment to change," she said. "Plus, what kind of plausible reason could I give?"

I thought about it for a while and suddenly came up with an idea. "Tell you what, Radha, I got an solution. I could ring up Akshay and tell him that I am going to pick him up. I know he doesn't have any transport and he was going to take a cab. I don't know where he exactly stays and you would accompany me to give the directions."

Akshay was a mutual friend and a budding architect. He was more my friend than Dilip's, but Dilip was his idol and that was the reason that he was sent the invitation for the party. She brightened up. "Yes, that could work. I'll tell Mina to handle the crowd in the meantime. You'd better let your wife know that you are going to pick up Akshay and would be back shortly.

Better still, you tell them while I make my way to your car. I don't want anybody to see this." I managed a hoarse laugh and so did she. I handed over the car keys to her, aware that my hand was still shaking. The situation and the sight didn't help my condition any and I wondered if she too was nervous.

"I'll call Akshay and ask him to wait for me. There's still another hour or so for the party to start, so we do have the time." "I don't know how to thank you. First, for bringing this to my notice and now for this," she said, and that strange look was back there in her eyes. "Oh, that's all right," I told her. "I really meant that. Two occasions you have helped me out."

I looked at her for a long time. "Perhaps you could thank me later on," I whispered. "Twice. But now it's time we make a move." She nodded and then, hesitantly patting my shoulders, she slowly opened the door and slipped away. It took some time for me to compose myself. God, but it was difficult for me to do that.

I had to struggle with my mind to will my erection to go down before I slipped away to inform Mina about the arrangement. Mina called up Dilip and after speaking to him for a while, informed me that he was still to reach Ron's place as he was caught up in the downtown traffic jam. I knew that Ron's place was at least an hour's drive from this hotel.

I cornered my wife, who was chatting away with a group of women. "Hey hon, I'm on my way to get Akki. I'll be back in a while, okay?" She hardly paid attention and just nodded. I got into my car – she had unlocked it and was sitting in the passenger's seat, the border of her sari wrapped around her ample chest. I glanced at her when I called up Akshay to tell him to wait for me. He was about to call for a cab.

"Something important has come up, pal," I told him, grinning nervously at Radha, who smiled back, equally nervous, that strange look in her eyes. "I've got some real important work and I would be around your place. Just wait for me so that I can pick you up, okay." He was glad. "Gosh pal, that's neat. The hotel's more than an hour away from here and it gets terribly boring to be alone in a goddamned cab."

I fired the engine and slid the car out of the parking zone, hanging a U turn to get onto the main street. We were silent for some time and listened to the gentle noise of the air conditioner humming softly. Finally, she broke the silence. "God, May, I really, really don't know what I could have done without you. I just don't know how I could thank you for all this."

May was short for "Mayur", my name, and though I was sick of this abbreviated form, I was nevertheless stuck with it. I laughed, and trying to sound nonchalant, I said, "That's the second time you said that, Radha. And yeah, you have got to thank me back two times." "With the situation I was in, maybe thanking you back a hundred times wouldn't be sufficient.

I could have made a complete idiot of myself and boy, Dilip would have flipped his lid." Suddenly, I realized that what she meant was that we were going to hide this from her husband and that made us look like a pair of co-conspirators. I kept glancing at her and yes, she was definitely breathing hard. I could tell it by the way her chest heaved and the way her tongue kept flicking over her full lips.

Was this the day that our light flirtatious banter going to finally give way to something more serious? Even as I thought about it, my erection began to poke against my trousers. My mind kept going back to the sight of her half naked glorious breast. Large, firm and soft, they had succeeded in arousing the beast inside me.

I always had the hots for this lady. I had forgotten how many times I had fantasized about her while I lay in bed, masturbating. My mind had considered various scenarios whenever I did fantasize, but surely, this scenario, coming as it did so unexpectedly, took the cake. I cleared my throat, deciding to go for the kill.

I wasn't probably going to get a better chance than the one I had now to turn my fantasy into reality. Keeping my voice light and flippant, I said, "Maybe you could thank me today itself. You said you owed me!" She glanced at me. "Anything, May. You name it you got it. Anything. You saved me from a veritably potential disaster."

I stole a glance at her, slowly dropping the speed so that we could get some extra time squeezed in before we could reach her apartment "Well, are you really sure about the 'anything' part?" "Just try me," she replied defiantly. "Okay," I shrugged and cleared my throat again.

"But before I tell you how you could pay me back, twice remember, I want you to understand that you can back out anytime you want and there would be no hard feelings. Besides," I rushed on before she could interrupt, "this remains between us irrespective of whether you could thank me back or not. I just don't want to be misunderstood."

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Kolkata guy fucking sweet bhabhi

Hi, everyone. I am very simple person from the city of joy. I am here to share my true experience few years back with my sexy bhabhi. She was 24 years old with 35/25/34. I am 18 years old 6 feet height, 44 inch chest and 7.5 inch thin cock. The stories start when she was married with my elder brother, who works abroad from last five years.

After married he stays only 60 days with and left for his job. Now we are only three in my house. Me, My mom, and she. My mom lost her one leg in a car accident, so she always stay in her room.Life is going normal, I am busy in study and exam. she use to cook food and serve us and talk very rear. As she is upset for bro and even cry in night.

She love my bro very much and she miss him. After few month I come to know that she is pregnant.  I am surprise with the news and worried about her. I am the only person to take care her in absent of bro. I start taking care of her and start spending time with her. Within one week we become a good friend. We discussed in many common tropic and exchange our thought.

We are common in many tropics. Day is passing very fast and she had a football in her tummy. I had to take care for her as I was interacted from my bro. I am try my best to take care about her and she is very happy from me. Suddenly in morning my mom come to me and said your bhabhi got high fever and can’t move from bed. I ran to her room and found her burning in fever.

I called doctor but Dr is busy in some importance work and asked me to come in his place. I have to take her to DR. So take her in my arm and run to DR. She is holding me very tight to avoid fall down. As she is pregnant her milky boobs are touching my chest. I am feeling so uncomfortable with this feeling but my target to reach DR as soon as possible.

DR cheeks her and advises me to bring some injection, which I do within few second. As Dr is preparing injection, she starts crying and holds my hand. I asked her just relax. It is not so painful. She told I am not foul, She had taken injection few days back in hospital. I asked her I am with you. Dr asked me to hold her.

Due to afraid she hugs me and asking to take her home; Dr pausing injection and she was pausing her big boobs to me. By now my cook is 7`` inch iron rod. I take her back to home and give her all her medicines. Full day I am in home and taking care of her. Due to medicines fever come down and she is sleeping.

She is comfortable now but I am feeling uncomfortable from today indecent. I am feeling her body heat and smell in my body. I went to bathroom and during masturbation I visualize her naked with big milky boobs and myself fucking her. After relaxing I come out to see her. She was awake and she takes my hand and kisses it.

She is very great full to me the way I am taking care of her and her coming baby. I reply it is my duty to take care in absent of bro. She becomes closer from that day. Her nice round butt use to raise my dick in seconds and I was crazy about her milky boobs but I do not dare to express my feeling to her. She may complain to mom or bro if I misbehave with her.

But I am able build good friend between us.Day pass like water flow in river and we very happy till that night when got delivery pain start. I take her to hospital with my mom.I am worried about her.After ½ hours pain, she give birth to her first son. We all are happy and relax. I inform bro that he is father now. I visit her twice daily in hospital.

I am very upset without her. Finally she came back to home after 5days. We are very happy that everything is ok. But she start crying. I asked her what wrong with her, she reply that she lost her parent in her childhood  and her husband(my Bro)is out of India, I am the only person in this world how taking care of her. I say just shut up and stop crying, we are a family and she is not outside.

She hugs me and say thank you. We start celebration for our new family member, who is only 5 days old;He is so cute and soft.I told bhabhi I should thank to her such beautiful gift. As I am younger in home, I did not see any new born baby in my home.I am very happy with baby. Bhabhi start breast feeding to her baby and starting wearing nighty.

I am enjoying big lemon inside her nighty without any bra. while feeding she just turn around and open her lemon to baby. she feed every two hours. One morning I went to her room to see the baby. I found bhabhi is sleeping with her one lemon in open air. It is pure white with black nipple.My eyes are open to see her in this condition.

I stay for few second and Very slowly I came closer to her and touch her boobs with one finger. She did not response. I am sure now that she sleep deep. I press her boobs slowly it is so soft and take her nipple in my mouth. I start sucking it. Within a minutes I left her and move back. She is still sleeping. I went to bathroom to relax myself. This is first time in my life I have touch any boobs.

The days was normal as nothing happen. But I cant sleep in night, I am just thing of her in naked body, her round butt, boobs and pussy. At 2 clock I went to her room and found she sleep in red nighty, normally. Her leg are open till knee, I just pull her nighty to see her pussy. It is pink and clean shave. I start rubbing my dick. I again press her boobs over nighty and left the room.

I want to see her boobs again so I went twice in night but bed luck I cant see. Next night I did the same thing; but cant see her boobs. I am out of control and unbutton her nighty and start pressing her boobs hard. She woke up and saw me. She stop me and asked what are r doing? I said I am very sorry bhabhi but I love your big lemons.

She said this wrong you should go to room now. I request her please and start kissing her rosy lips. She is not responding to me and I grap her both lemon with my both hand very hard. She is hot by now. I start kissing her ear,nick and put my tough in her mouth. We both are wet now and breathing heavy. I stop her and open her nighty and went to her pussy.

I kiss her pussy and start linking it like a ice cream. She is moaning n screaming loudly.My red hot rod is ready to fuck her. but she stand up and said sorry this is not possible. Before I say anything to her, she took my cook in her month and start linking like a lolly pop. she take hole cook in her mouth and start stocking. I said I am coming, she did not reply and busy in her job.

I cum in her mouth which she eat. I am relax now. this is my experiences with my bhabhi, please wait for my next submission.Awaiting for urs valuable comments.

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Shrinandan fucking hot saali Sangeetha

Hii all, this is Shrinandan from Bangalore. I have been a regular reader of Human Digest for the past 3 years or so and I have read many a wonderful sexperiences and was wondering if I would ever post one of mine, and here it is.

I am a happily married man with one girl child who is 2 years of age and I have a really beautiful wife who is caring and we love each other. We have been married for the last 8 years. Since my wife conceived 3 years back in May 2006, I have not had sex with my wife nor with any other woman till I happened to have it with my sister-in-law (who is my wife’s cousin) who is called Sangeetha.

She is married and has a son, but unfortunately, her husband ditched her 4 years ago. She lives with her parents and her younger brother who is now married. Let me first describe Sangeetha. She is 27 years old, well built, fair complexioned, and her height is 5 feet 5 inches tall. Actually, she is much more beautiful than my wife who is equally beautiful except for the fact that she is obese and shorter than her sister..Sangeetha has long hair which I like.

A couple of months ago, sometime in September of 2008, when Sangeetha’s brother was getting married, she had come down to invite us for the marriage with her parents and that day, she was wearing a white saree with some flower designs on it in and a matching blouse to go with the saree in which she looked gorgeous. In fact, I had a hard-on when I saw her in a saree.

Her youthfulness was much more highlighted in her saree. After the invitation, as they were leaving, I was carrying my daughter, who was 1-year-old at that time and was seeing off the guests. As they left, Sangeetha came up to my daughter, of whom she was very fond of and even my daughter was fond of her, and started to kiss her on her cheeks.

As she came to me, she pressed her soft breasts into my hand and started kissing my daughter and talking to her. I had a difficult time controlling myself from giving her boobs a nice squeeze. The cuddling and fondling of my daughter by Sangeetha went on for about 5 minutes and all along, her soft boobs were pressed against my hand and I could not do anything about it, as I was carrying my child.

On the day of her brother’s wedding, the same thing happened again. This time, she was in a golden colored silk saree with zari work on it all along the pallu and a matching golden colored blouse. As she was going round the marriage hall, inadvertently, my eyes followed her, filling her beauty in my eyes to my hearts content and then, after going back home, I shagged myself and I came twice, but I just could not erase Sangeetha from my mind.

A couple of days after her brother’s marriage, I and my wife were asked to go their house ( her parent’s house as she was staying with them) as they had gone out of station on some work and her brother and sister-in-law were on their honeymoon trip to Switzerland.

We were asked to stay there for a week and as it happened to be nearer to my office which was in Koramangala, I too agreed to stay there along with my wife and daughter to accompany Sangeetha and her son.

The first day was uneventful and we had a good time enjoying the pranks of both the children and ate whatever we wanted. ( of course veggie as we are strictly pure veggies except for an occasional egg). In fact, Sangeetha is a very good cook of North Indian dishes and my wife cooks South Indian dishes very well. So, it was a combination of both.

The second day night, as usual after I returned from my work ( I was in the second shift which is from 2 pm to 10 pm), Sangeetha was waiting for me to serve me dinner and after serving me, she went to her room to sleep which was in the ground floor. I went to the first floor where my wife and daughter were sleeping and I just laid on the bed provided to me and tried to get some sleep.

After some tossing and turning around, I could not sleep and I thought I will go down and have some water. As I went down, I had to pass Sangeetha’s bedroom and I felt I heard some faint sound coming from her room. I thought I will first have a sip of water and then come back and look at it and as I came back from the kitchen, I stood outside of Sangeetha’s bedroom and tried to figure out what was it.

I could not make out a thing as the sound was very faint and I slowly opened the door of the room and tried to get used to the darkness in her room as the bedlight was not turned on. There, on the bed, Sangeetha was tossing and twisting, as if writhing in pain and it was her moaning that was the sound that I heard. I went up to her bed and called out “Sangeetha, what is happening?”

There was no reply and I moved a little further closer and sat on the bed and again called her out. As I touched her and stroked her head, she gave a violent jerk of her hips and started shuddering and shaking. Then I knew what was happening to her. My hands without my knowledge went down to my boxer shorts to stroke my hard on.

All this while, her son was in a deep sleep beside her and he was not seemed to be disturbed by her moaning. I bent down and kissed her forehead and the top of her head and I held her face with both my hands and started kissing her eyes, her cheek and then I kissed her lips. Now, she got up all of a sudden from her bed and pressed me close to her and kissed me back more passionately.

Now, I thought I have a real chance to have sex with a beautiful girl who has not had sex for a long time and that I had not had sex for almost 2 years now, started kissing her and my tongue sought out her tongue and I hugged her to my heart and crushed her soft boobs to my chest.

We kissed each other for about 5 minutes and then my hands moved all along her back and moved over to the front and held her soft boobs on top of her nightie and a thin bra that she was wearing. She gasped for breath as I did that and I pushed her back on the bed and started kissing the rest of her body on top of her clothes till the tip of her toes and on the way back up, moving her clothes up her knees and kissed her up to her thighs.

She started shaking and moaning and pulled my head closer to her body and shoved it towards her hidden treasure. I continued to kiss her all along her body up to her lips and kissed her on her lips again. Now, she was real horny by this time and she started to run her hands all along her body and squeezed her breasts on top of her nightie and pulled me towards her and gave me a bear-like hug.

I made her stand up and very slowly undressed her all the while kissing her lips. As her nightie fell to the floor, she pushed me back and she herself removed her bra and my God, her breasts were the best I had ever seen (my wife’s breasts sag quite a bit) and here, the most beautiful breasts with the tits hard and ready demanding to be attended to.

I bent down and cupped her breasts and kissed them one after the other. She pressed my head to her breasts and shoved her breasts towards my face as if she wanted me to devour them in one go. I ran my hands all along her upper body and cupped her breasts and without any hint, I mouthed her right njpple and she gave a loud moan as my lips surrounded her nipple.

I sucked hard at them as if my very life depended on it while the left breast was given attention with my fingers twitching her nipple and giving it a little squeeze. She gave out a loud moan and I was wondering if her moaning would awaken her son who was sleeping, but it appeared that he was in a very deep sleep and nothing would disturb his sleep.

Encouraged by this, I started sucking at her nipples and nibbled at her titties and gave her breasts a nice squeeze. How they longed to be squeezed!!!!. I started to kiss her once again all over her body beginning from her forehead. I kissed her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, her ear lobes and nibbled at her ear lobes and she seemed to enjoy it.

I kissed her neck and when I came to her juicy lips, she was quivering with excitement and I kissed her on her lips and bit her gently on her lower lip and sought out her tongue and we kissed each other once again for atleast 5 minutes. After that, I came down to her neckline and kissed her neck, her Grand Canyon between her breasts, and as I came down,

I kissed her tummy which was flat and her belly button which was at least an inch and half deep and went down to her thighs. I drew imaginary circles on her soft thighs with the tip of my fingers and she clenched her thighs tight unable to control her desire.

I slowly hooked my right forefinger on to her panty and pulled down her panty which was wet all over with her hot juices of love as she was completely soaked and her pussy was shining in the dim moonlight that entered her room. Her pussy was neatly shaved and her skin there was real baby soft and as I kissed her there, she threw her head back and gave out a real loud AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I bent down to the task of clearing up the place with my tongue and first, I kissed her all over her pubic area and then kissed on and around her vulva and slowly but steadily started licking her vagina. I gradually licked her from her anal canal upto her pussy and Sangeetha had a difficult time controlling herself and her moans increased and her thighs held me in a vice-like grip,

nowhere to go not allowing me to even lift up my head to breath as I was finding it difficult to breath because of her vice-like grip. She buckled her hips up towards my face and shoved her clit into my mouth urging me to eat more of her. As I pushed up my tongue into her hot canal, I felt like I had put my tongue in a bottle of honey as she tasted so sweet and I tongue-fucked her.

She pulled at my hair and pushed my head down between her thighs and she also lifted up her hips and shoved her clit into my mouth as she seemed to enjoy it giving loud moans of “ssssssssss aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh’ I went on to lick up her hot juices of love and the more I licked and ate her, the more juices she seemed to produce. It seemed like a never-ending process.

By now, my tool had become rock hard and wanted to be a part of the action. By this time, Sangeetha stiffened up all of a sudden and had a gigantic orgasm where she squirted her load into my mouth. Her hot juice of love was really honey-like and sweet tasting. I licked and lapped up all her juice from her pussy and around her clit and her pussy was now gleaming and shining in the moonlight.

I now brought my cock to her pussy and rubbed around her wet pussy with my cock which was already slippery with the precum and she could not control her desire to be fucked and begged me to fuck her in a very sensual voice. Slowly I parted her pussy lips and inserted my cock which was also dripping with precum into her slippery vagina which made her give out a loud “Aaaahhhhhh” and slowly millimeter by millimeter,

I entered her hot and wet pussy and bent down to the glorious task of lovemaking to the prettiest girl in my life (of course after my wife). I started to give her slow but steady strokes. Sangeetha lifted up both her long legs and crossed them around my hip and locked her ankles and pressed me into her begging me to fuck her faster.

I slowly but rhythmically started to fuck her harder andthe sound of my balls slapping against her body was quite loud but lost in her “Ahhhhhhs” and ooooooooohhhhhhh’s” I felt her pussy contract against my cock and I knew she was going to have an orgasm and I fucked her faster and with my right thumb, I rubbed her vagina helping her have a mammoth release.

Within seconds, she gave out a loud cry and came in torrents. I continued my glorious task and I was nearing my moment of glory. I finally came like a volcano erupting and filled her pussy with my load. I waited till I had completely unloaded and then I pulled out my tool and bent down to kiss her vagina and lap up the mixture of our juices and then

I went back and kissed her and she licked the juices that were around my lips and hugged me tightly and gave a long and a passionate kiss saying that this was the best fuck that she had ever had. I gave her a warm but passionate embrace and bid her goodnight for the wonderful time that

I had and went to the washroom and washed myself and went back to my bed and had a wonderful sleep. I felt like I was in heaven after my “dream fantasy came true.” During the rest of my stay there, we had a jolly good time each night.

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Sunil having sex with sweet Saali

Hi readers ! I am Sunil a regular reader of HD for last two years. One of my colegue introduced it to me. There after I became a regular reader of this site and enjoying it a lot. I am also inspired by many stories to lay mine. I hav good sex experiences from my childhood ;even from a age of 14 yrs. I enjoyed sex experiences.

But after marriage I hav a wide range of experiences with many women along with relatives also. As and when I will be free I will lay my stories on this site. But this is my first attempt to put stories on HD though this one is not my first sex experience.I am going to tell the real story with my Sister-in -Law.

I got marry to a girl in my locality after love with her which was very much eye atching of people in my village as well as her village. But after marriage we settled better and live comfotably which became a matter of discussion in locality. we got settled in nearby town to my village and so many of my realtive far & near came to me seeking my help when they are in somekind of need.

My born nature is not to say no to anyone for which few selfish relatives started exploit me taking help frequently. In this connection,once my wife's causin sister came to visit our place and interested to stay with us for few days to help us. My wife co-ordially accepted her offer and as she was around 16 yrs old I hav also no objection for her stay.

During her stay she put her hand in all type of domestic work of my wife and she was very happy with that. She also doing certain service to me as well as to her sister like messaging oil on my feet and to her sister also. Mean while I felt that after two weeks she became very open with our family as well as we found her very talkative ;for which my wife likes her very much.

Simultaneously I found that day by day while messaging oil on my feet she raised her hand upto my thigh which was giving me very pleasure though I did not hav anything in my mind due to her younger age and looks like growing kid. One night she was messaging my feet while I am going to sleep and my wife was sleeping beside me; due to heavy cold we were puting blanket upon us and she was messaging me puting her hand inside blanket.

After 10-15 minutes of messaging I felt she was raising her hand above my thigh area and in a very slow move.I became very excited. I looked to my wife's face and found her sleeping firm, hence I became a little more excited and put my eye closed as I am going to sleep, soon her hand touch my crotch area and due to very excitement my penis strated growing and formed tent like posture in blanket which was very visible to my sister-in -law.

She was also clear that I am enjoying her move.She moved a step ahead and while messaging she took her palm upto my upper thigh and while lowering her message she message my erected penis and acted as she done it mistakley. I put a strong control upon my reaction and didn't move nor I shown my reaction; then after two to three minute latter she again put her hand on my pennis and move her palm with a little slow move.

This time keeping my eyes closed I stretched my hand inside the blanket and very slowly put my palm over her while she messaging upon my half pennis and half of my upper thigh. She took back her hand and for few second did not act anythigh; so I opened my eyes and saw that she was putting the oil bottle lid closed to end her messaging job.

When she tried to wake up from my bed I slowly touched her thigh and then my eye contact with her directly and she gave me a smile with double meaning as she inviting me further. I will narrate rest part of my experiences with my Sali in my next submission.Awaiting for urs valuable comments.

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Tripti getting fucked by devar Aashish - III

Previously: Tripti getting fucked by devar Aashish - II

Tripti Bhabhi tried to talk to me on my mobile, but I disconnected line, she dialed again and again I disconnected. Don’t know what was driving me, anger, agony, jealously, I really don’t know what made me think like that, for the lady who has given her precious years to make me independent, to make me confident.

Through out the way to my friends flat I was abusing Tripti Bhabhi with in myself; I was taking her as a bad female. I thought about all this in peace and decided just to focus on my studies. Later in the day when I was sure that Tripti Bhabhi will not be home, I called on our LAN line and informed my mom that I am staying with one of my friend to study without any disturbance.

Initially my mom scolded me that why I just went away without informing anybody, but I managed to convince her. I stayed at my friends place for more than one week. Though on the same afternoon I came home once to get my clothes and met my mom and again came back to my friends place. In the beginning in first two days, I got couple of sms from Tripti Bhabhi,

asking how I am and all, I ignored responding to that, couple of times she called me, but I missed those calls too. Don’t know what kind of prejudice was driving me; I was angry over Tripti Bhabhi. But later after appearing in my exams when I got some time to think over this I found myself thinking from Tripti Bhabhi’s angle, and slowly that angriness towards Tripti Bhabhi started subsiding, and I started missing her.

I did well in the exams in both the parts, written and vival and I was sure of good grades, and more than that I went for one interview from there with one of my friend’s father reference, and I got job, starting around 14 thousand per month with a promise that they will increase it after some time. I was really happy, but I was sad too and in last 10 days I was thinking about that incident, in other way.

now I wanted to go home, to give this good news to my mom and especially Tripti Bhabhi, but I was hesitating, I was annoying myself for my behavior with her, though ideally whatever she was doing with Shruti was wrong, but now I was not thinking it from that perspective, I was realizing that it is a need of every body and Tripti Bhabhi was starved for that from years,

she was just working and working from so many days, without any rest and when she got a way to pleasure herself she took it. And now I wanted everything like before but to do that I was going with a tussle with in myself, I was really feeling ashamed of my deed, firstly for the act in which I peeped inside Tripti Bhabhi’s room and then for my behavior with Tripti Bhabhi.

Somehow I prepared myself to face her, I did not had anything in my mind that how will I talk to Tripti Bhabhi, and fortunately something stroke me, I had some money, I borrowed some from my friend and bought new sari for Tripti Bhabhi and got it packed, thought it was very simple sari, not at all expensive, but it was her favorite color, I knew this.

That day I reached home around 10 in the night. Don’t know why, Tripti Bhabhi was in veranda only and as she saw me she looked into my eyes and then looked down, and then again looked up. I could not utter a single word, not even hi or just I am sorry. Anyway I came inside; mom was in her bedroom, preparing to sleep.

I met her and talked to her about my exams and sat there with her for couple of minutes. Once again Tripti Bhabhi appeared on door, and stood there and listened to me, whatever I spoke to my mom. I looked at her and she asked me in a soft voice, “khana khaya” means “did you had the food” I just moved my head in no and she went inside kitchen to prepare something for me.

The news that I have a job now was still up to me only, I wanted to tell Tripti Bhabhi first but I was really very hesitant to talk to her. After couple of more minutes my mom lied down and told me to get fresh and have dinner, and took my clothes for the night and went inside toilet, and I came out of the bedroom changed and saw Tripti Bhabhi in kitchen, she was busy there,

as she saw me coming out she looked at me, I moved to the couch and waited for her to come. I was preparing myself to start the conversation but could not decide from where to start. Suddenly Tripti Bhabhi appeared on the kitchen door again and looked at me from the distance and spoke in very soft voice, “Aashu I am sorry” and then again entered inside the kitchen.

I could see that she was in very delicate state, tears were floating in her eyes, but she was trying to control. Truly speaking I really felt like committing suicide at that time, I got up and went inside the kitchen, Tripti Bhabhi was making chapatti for me, and she turned her face to see me, and then continued working.

“I am sorry” this time I spoke and that busted Tripti Bhabhi in a cry and tears started falling down from her eyes. I went closer to her, and tried to hold her and Tripti Bhabhi instantly hugged me and started crying bit louder. Once again I said, “Bhabhi I am sorry, please mujhe maaf kar do, for whatever I did” Tripti Bhabhi moved her head in no while crying and then spoke,

“nahi, galti meri hai, mujhe wo sab nahi karna chahiye tha, whatever I did was wrong”. “have you spoke to Shruti about this, that I have seen both of you” I asked back, In Hindi, and once again she just moved her head in no and said, “nahi, usse bahut tension ho jaati” Finally after couple of more minutes, we got separated and Tripti Bhabhi was almost over with making fresh chapattis for me she was packing up and just then I casually asked her,

“did you had the food” and once again she moved her head in no. I insisted to make it for her and we had dinner together without a word and after that Tripti Bahbhi got up and cleaned up everything and went inside her bedroom. I could see that lot more was buried inside her, she was hesitating while making eye contact with me, I wanted to make things like before and for that I had to talk her a lot, to make her feel as before.

I took out that gift and my appointment letter and went inside her room, door was not bolted, and Tripti Bhabhi was sitting on bed arranging dried clothes of the day. I gave her that letter and she read it and suddenly started crying again, she was really very happy and this time she cried a lot and while she was crying I tore off the wrapping paper of the gift pack and gave her that sari and that made her cry further and she hugged me while crying.

After a minute I tried to clean her tears and kissed her on her cheek, I could taste her salty tears, and spoke, “bas ab rona band karo, every thing is alright, sab theek hai, forget about everything now” then again I spoke, “see this is your favorite color”. Tripti Bhabhi was looking at me, into my eyes, and spoke, “Aashu I am sorry, mujhse galti ho gayi, mujhe Shruti ko manna kar dena chaahiye tha” and she started crying again,

I was speechless, Tripti Bhabhi was very uncomfortable with a fact that I have seen her doing that, and she was really feeling bad about that. I was looking at her face, she was looking so innocent, it was a moment which really carried me away and I kissed her on her lips very lightly.

She didn’t realize what I have done, once again I kissed her this time bit better and she stopped crying and cleaned her tears and opened Elmira to put in the clothes, keeping my gifted sari on the bed. Tripti Bhabhi was facing away from me, I picked up the sari once again and tried to turn her towards me and asked her, “aapko sari achhi lagi?” (means do you liked the sari).

“Haan bahut achhi hai” ( it’s very nice) Bhabhi replied without looking into my eyes. “Bhabhi, ek baat bolun, bura to nahi maanegi?” ( means, should I say something, please don’t mind) I asked her while looking at her face, “bolo” She replied and looked at me for a fraction and then continued arranging clothes in the Elmira.

“Bhabhi aap shaadi karlo” ( you just get married) Tripti Bhabhi looked at me and then spoke after few seconds, “nahi, mujhe nahi karni shaadi” ( I don’t want to get married) then again she spoke, “main yahin rahungi”, ( I will live here only) then again turned her face to Elmira and continued her work, friends, I don’t know how I replied to her, to this statement, it was just a fraction of and I spoke without thinking,

“haan mujhse” (means yes with me), Tripti Bhabhi turned again and looked at me, into my eyes and then turned back and spoke while closing Elmira, “go and sleep”, and then took her nighty and went out of room into the toilet to change. I too came out and settled down on couch; from there I could see the door of the toilet.

Tripti Bhabhi took bit long to change, and finally came out, I was just looking at her and she was avoiding looking into my eyes. She asked me if I want to have tea, I said ok. Tripti Bhabhi went inside kitchen, I tried to stay there but could not control myself and got up and went to kitchen, by this time I was bit confident and I want to say whatever I had in my mind and heart.

She was washing mugs, facing away from me, I bought further courage with in myself and went closer to her and wrapped my hands around her waist, and kissed her on her cheek from behind and spoke, “I love You Bhabhi” she removed my hand from her waist and came closer to the boiling tea, and spoke, “please go, main chaye lekar aati hun” “mujhe chaye nahi chahiye” I replied,

“then what do you want” Tripti Bhabhi turned and asked me in bit rude tone as if I am disturbing her. “I want my Bhabhi, as a wife” and my exact words in Hindi were, “Mujhe meri Bhabhi chahiye, as a wife”. I could see that she was getting irritated with all this, and I was not ready to leave the topic because I knew that I will never be able to start this matter again if it will end in between,

Bhabhi got bit more irritated with that reply and in that frustration she spoke again, “Aashu pagal ho gaya hai kya?” ( have you gone mad) then again she spoke, “bahar jaa, aur mijhe chaye banana de” ( you just go out and let me make tea) by this time I was even more confident and I just turned off the gas stove and spoke, “I don’t want to have tea”,

and as Tripti Bhabhi saw that I have turned the gas off, she just walked out and went inside her room. I followed her and as she saw me entering in her room she spoke again, in frustration and bit crying mode “Aashu I don’t know what are you thinking about me, but I want to tell you that I am not going to die without sex, so please mujhe maaf karde, mujhse galti ho gayi, it… just happened”?

I moved forward and bought some more courage and tried to hold her face in my hands and spoke “Bhabhi, I really love you, That’s all what I want say, and please stop saying sorry for that, just forget whatever happened…… just forget”. And with that I came out, and went inside kitchen to make tea, I took it to boiling and poured them into mugs and gave one to Tripti Bhabhi and came out with my mug and had my cup of tea on couch.

After around 10-15 minutes Tripti Bhabhi came out with a empty cup and went inside kitchen and then came to me and sat beside me and asked me, that from when I have to join that company, I said after 15 days, then she asked me few things about my job profile and whatever I will get as perks.

I replied that also. Finally she spoke for which she was here beside me, and her words were “Tell me what you have in your mind,…….please…… jhoot mat bolna” before I would have said anything just after a second she asked in continuation, “you want to have sex with me…hmmm…”? I was just speechless, couldn’t speak anything and continued staring her.

“darr mat, sach sach bol kya chal raha hai dimag mein” Tripti Bhabhi asked me while looking into my eyes, “nothing, I just know that I love you, that’s it, it just came in my mind and I just talked to you” I replied then again I started, “I mean you have given everything to us, you have sacrificed yourself for me and Shruti, and I never thought about you,…….” “and that day when I saw you and Shruti doing that,…. initially I was really very angry over you,

but later I realized that you to have a right to live happily and for that you have to marry again, and……and..” I just stopped after saying “and” as I was short of words, “and what?” Tripti Bhabhi asked me while looking into my eyes and this time I was avoiding direct eye contact with her.

“and I want to be that person, I can’t see anyone else as your husband, just because you are mine” and in that continuation I spoke again, which just came out of my mouth, “and yes I want to have sex with you, because I love you” truly speaking I really don’t know how I spoke that much, with such confidence, I think it was result of long thought process, I went through for more than a week while staying away from home and Tripti Bhabhi.

Tripti Bhabhi was staring me, she remained calm, and tried to hug me and I went into her arms, from her aspect it was not that hug, I could feel it, she hugged me as if she cares for me, but I was melting in her arms and I embraced her tight, and then tried to get away lightly and she released me, and I looked at her face and thought about kissing her lip and next moment kissed her and this time I tried to suck her lips.

She did not responded to my kiss and pushed me a bit, I tried to continue and sucked her closed lips for one more second and she stopped me and spoke, “Aashu this is not right, we cannot justify this” once again I tried to Kiss her and kissed her as before, Tripti Bhabhi did not replied to my kiss, I just sucked her lips for 2-3 seconds and spoke,

“I don’t care” and then again tried to kiss her, this time Tripti Bhabhi responded to my kiss but very less, she too sucked my lips for may be 3-4 seconds and as I tried to make it proper kiss she stopped and got away and hugged me and spoke, “I wish, this would be true” and her exact words in Hindi were, “Kash aisa ho pata” and after that she got up and spoke,

“now you just sleep, nahi to tu apne saath saath mujhe bhi pagal kar dega” as she turned to go I got up bit and held her wrist and tried to pull her back, Tripti Bhabhi turned and looked at me. I continued pulling her lightly as if I am telling her to sit back and she sat back, once again I tried to kiss her and this time I kissed her with my full affection,

I continued kissing and sucking her lips, her lips were closed, Bhabhi was not responding but I continued and leaned over her a bit and finally her lips opened and we had a proper kiss and sucked each other thoroughly, we continued kissing like that and it was a wonderful feeling. I further bent my head and pushed Tripti Bhabhi bit more to make her back resting on the couch and continued kissing slowly and once again my tongue slid between her warm,

moist lips and explored her mouth. Her arms went around my shoulders and she caressed my back sexily. I took Tripti Bhabhi in my arms properly and we kissed hungrily, our tongues were in each other's mouths and we could taste each other’s saliva. Tripti Bhabhi’s hands were on my back and she was holding me firm, I was more or less laying on Tripti Bhabhi and I could feel the softness of her big milky melons under my chest.

We enjoyed kissing for at least 5 minutes and the got apart. I was still lying on her top and we were looking in each other’s eyes. Light was very dim, most of the portion of the room was into dark. Once again I tried to kiss and we kissed again nicely, but hardly for few seconds. I caressed her hairs and spoke while looking into her eyes, “Bhabhi I love you, and I mean it”.

Tripti Bhabhi pushed me a bit and got up and spoke while adjusting her nighty, “Aashu please stop it, mujhse ab ye sab control nahi ho raha, I will go mad” and with that she got up and went inside her bedroom. I stayed there for some time; I saw light of her bedroom getting off. Finally I got up to go to sleep with my mom and just to see whether it’s bolted or not I pushed Tripti Bhabhi’s bedroom’s door.

It was not bolted and when I saw inside Tripti Bhabhi was laying on bed, and she was well awake looking at the door, and as she saw me, she turned to other side, facing away from me. I don’t know what type of magnet was driving me that night, and I just got attracted once again and came on the bed behind her and lied down with a support of my elbow and kissed Tripti Bhabhi on the back of her neck.

She moaned a bit “ Aashu chala jaa, yahan se, nahi to kuch ho jaayega” Tripti Bhabhi spoke without looking at me. “I love you Bhabhi” and with that I tried to turn her towards me and she turned and once again we looked into each other’s eyes. “Bhabhi, don’t you love me” I asked again,

“I don’t know, mujhe bas ye maloom hai that this is not right” then she spoke again, “and you are provoking me to do that,…..main bhi to insaan hi hoon” “Bhabhi jo hona hai, usse ho jaane do, and I admit that I want to have sex with you” ……..then again I spoke, “forget everything and lets just do it, baaki sab baad mein sochenge” and with that once again I placed my lips on her lips and we started kissing. In a way this was real kiss,

we both were Kissing like real lovers, exploring each others mouth completely and I was feeling something happening in my belly, some sort of tingling. Our lips met again and again like that and we continued long kissing with some breaks, my hands slid over her body over Tripti Bhabhi’s breasts over her nighty,

I just touched them and Tripti Bhabhi held me bit tighter as she was getting excited with my touch over her soft milky jugs. I was partially over her, just my upper half was covering her and I was on the support of my elbows, and Tripti Bhabhi was laying straight. The fever rose, her desire grew and spread through her body, pulsing in every vein,

I felt her hardening hunger as she was breathing heavy now and shivering a bit may be with a fear that whatever she is doing is wrong. But I could see that she wanted to do it. I think long break into getting physical love sharpened her lust, which was rising now in her, in me too but along with that Tripti Bhabhi was uneasy even more than me who was doing all this for the first time in his life.

I slid my body to my right and tried to come over Tripti Bhabhi top and Tripti Bhabhi adjusted herself and I was laying on her top and continued kissing. It was much better and comfortable position now, Bhabhi’s legs were tied together and I was lying on her top, loving my dearest Bhabhi like a man.

She was holding me, from my back, my left hand was on her forehead as I was caressing her forehead in between while kissing her and other hand was over her left breast, I was just holding her mound very lightly and feeling her breath getting heavier and heavier. Our kissing continued for few more minutes and we just looked into each other’s eyes after that.

and then again I started kissing and brushing my lips around her neck and ears and that really made Tripti Bhabhi moan in real pleasure. I was licking and sucking her flesh which was around her neck and ears and Tripti Bhabhi was trembling in pleasure while moaning and that think was making me crazy and I continued doing that till she tried to stop me as she could not bear that pleasure anymore.

Once again we looked in each other’s eyes. We both knew that whatever we were doing was wrong but we both wanted to do it. with uttering a word I got down on her right and tried to lift Tripti Bhabhi’s night and touched her bare skin till her knees, and she held my hand to stop me, I looked into her eyes, she was already looking at me, “Bhabhi, nighty utar do, aur jo main kar raha hoon mujhe karne do”

I got up and tried to make her sit down by pulling her hands and she sat down, I moved forward and tried to take off Tripti Bhabhi’s nighty and after bit of hesitation Tripti Bhabhi lifted her arms and I just took off her Nighty. Tripti Bhabhi was sitting just in Bra and panty, utterly white skin of her breast seemed one the seven wonders to me and the way her tight bra was making a deep cleavage, it was really breath taking view for me.

Tripti Bhabhi was feeling bit embarrassed as she was almost naked in front of me, in front of the boy who has always addressed her Bhabhi. And she has always adored him as her younger brother, that night that young boy was going to make love to her as a man. Knowing her mental state, I immediately removed my upper and got half naked and then got up and took off my lower and now I was just in my underwear and my bare body was visible to her.

I was really getting nervous and could not decide what to do, I could feel my hands trembling a bit, but I tried to cover my fear and sat beside her and we kissed again and with that I moved my hand to Tripti Bhabhi’s bare back to unhook her bra, but I failed, and my hands and fingers started trembling with some sort of fear, fear of getting treasure of life, that is my Bhabhi’s body.

I was breathing heavy and trying to unhook Tripti Bhabhi’s bra while sitting, and Tripti Bhabhi was sensing my condition, she could feel my shivering over her back. She extended her hand to her back and unhooked her bra herself and with those trembling hands I took off my Bhabhi’s bra and Tripti Bhabhi’s bare milky jugs were hanging in front of my eyes, her nipples were erect in excitement as if they were waiting for me to get sucked.

I got down a bit and took her nipple in my mouth and started sucking them, I could feel the rise in excitement in Tripti Bhabhi too, she was also some what shivering like me, but apart from being uneasy we both were in extreme pleasure. I pushed Bhabhi to make her lay down and she lied down on her back, I sucked both of her breast for a while and Tripti Bhabhi enjoyed that,

she was holding me firm, and I was on top of the world while feeling her hands on my bare back. At my end things were really getting bizarre and after sucking Tripti Bhabhi’s milky jugs, I just got down and tried to take off her panty. Initially she did not moved, I looked at her she was staring at me, our eyes met again and she closed her eyes and lifted her bottom, so that I cane take off her panty and I took it off immediately.

Tripti Bhabhi was laying stark naked and I could not believe whatever I was doing. Once again I leaned over her and loved her breasts and took off my underwear while doing that and tried to part her fleshy thighs. Initially she held them tight, but holding her left thigh I continued pushing her that leg apart lightly and once again looked into her eyes and kissed her on her lips and Tripti Bhabhi drifted her leg apart.

I looked down, there were very tiny hairs on My Bhabhi’s cunt, and it was looking beautiful, totally wet and leaking down a bit to bed. I touched Tripti Bhabhi’s bare cunt and Bhabhi moaned in pleasure, her eyes were closed and enjoying my tender touch over her body, I was laying partially on Tripti Bhabhi, as I was also naked, she could feel my penis on her thigh, it was in semi erect state.

Further I came on her top to make love to my Bhabhi and Bhabhi welcomed me by adjusting herself and took me in her arms. My pelvis was resting on Tripti Bhabhi’s abdomen. I got up a bit holding my rod tried to insert it in Tripti Bhabhi’s fuckhole, but I failed. Tripti Bhabhi folded her legs, and made a big W to give me better access to her love tunnel,

and I tried again by coming further on her top but I failed again, I was not well erect, rather I was losing my erection, neither I was hitting it right area as I could not spot the Tripti Bhabhi’s exact entrance. Tripti Bhabhi was looking down at me, whatever I was doing with her body, she was breathing really heavy as she was about to get penetrated after a long time.

I moved my finger on my Bhabhi’s love crack and inserted my finger to locate her love opening, and as I inserted my finger, Tripti Bhabhi trembled in different manner, she enjoyed that and in a way that thing took her breath. Excitement was rising in Tripti Bhabhi and her excitement was making me nervous. I wanted to go inside my Bhabhi just then to calm down her sexual urge,

but I was not erect, even then I was trying to insert it and failed couple of more times as my rod got folded. We both were breathing really heavy, I was close to what I wanted I could not get it, it was really very embarrassing situation for me and I was losing myself. Tripti Bhabhi was sensing my condition and finally she made a move and pulled me over her and rolled me down and came on my top and kissed me, nicely.

Sucked my nipples for few seconds to make me moan in pleasure and then looked into my eyes, and spoke, “nervous matt ho, aur apni Bhabhi ko pyar kar, I am all yours, and I love you too”, and then Tripti Bhabhi parted my legs and placed her cunt over my pelvis and holding my rod rubbed her cunt over it. My god, that pleasure was really beyond my power to tolerate.

Just in few seconds I was well erect and few more seconds of that genital rub would have made me cum. I moaned in pleasure and Tripti Bhabhi also made lovely moans which excited me a lot, above that she was almost laying on my top and looking into my eyes. Bit of her hairs were spread over face that gesture was more than enough to get anybody into his full size so as me, and in a fraction I regained my size.

My rod grew in Bhabhi’s hand and she got excited and, started rubbing her cunt more furiously and in puffing tone she again murmured, “Aashu, pyar kar mujhe, jaise ek husband karta hai apni wife ko” and kissed me nicely. I got up and took her down, Tripti Bhabhi’s legs were already spread, I just placed my cock on the love portion and Tripti Bhabhi herself took it to her exact opening and I just slipped in a fraction.

Her cunt was just like a lake of her juices, which was over flowing. It was altogether a different feeling for me, weird and wonderful. I was inside Tripti Bhabhi, my lovely Tripti Bhabhi. Once again I made an eye contact with her, keeping my rod deep inside her tunnel. She looked at me with affection and we kissed again.

Then we made small adjustment of our body and now she was laying on her back with her leg spread and folded in a W shape and I was resting on her completely, with my rod completely inside her love hole. I was holding Tripti Bhabhi’s breast and her hands were firm on my shoulder. After couple of seconds, I made stroke and Tripti Bhabhi moaned as my rod went inside after getting bit out of her tunnel.

I further I came on my knees keeping my dick inside Bhabhi and she further folded her legs and kept them in air, to give me more access of her love hole. And in a moment I started fucking Tripti Bhabhi properly. She was looking so beautiful, laying under me. Bhabhi’s milky jugs jiggled sexily. Tripti Bhabhi closed her eyes to feel the pleasure, I could see her expressions and they were driving me crazy.

From the time she came in my life as my Bhabhi, till that day when I saw her in intimate act with my sister, nothing like this came in my mind, I have always seen her face as my loving and caring elder, but today I was fucking Tripti Bhabhi as a man and her facial expressions while getting fucked were so different from usual gestures and her pleasure moans were showing the level of sexual pleasure she was getting as a woman.

I was rubbing my dick inside her love tunnel and some kind of waves were driving me faster. Faster and faster I went, ramming and reaming my cock deep and hard into her, she lifted her hips a bit to match the rhythm. I was leaning over Tripti Bhabhi, resting my palms on bed, fucking her in good speedy strokes, and apart from our moans there was bit of sound of our bodies collisions with each other which was there in the room.

We both were moaning in pleasure, and in few more strokes, I felt that, I will cum, and I spoke in pleasure, “ bhabhi….. bhabhi…. Ho jayega mera ho jayega.. Suddenly Tripti Bhabhi pulled me and embraced me, her big jugs were getting pressed against my chest and with that, she wrapped her big fleshy thighs around me and rammed my hips with force using her legs and moaned loudly,

she wanted to get fucked faster, and next second she screamed, “fuck me Aashu.. fuck me” I moved faster with my full strength and made 5-6 very fast strokes, and my rod touched deepest corner of her pleasure hole, and next moment I literally busted inside her deep love hole. Tripti Bhabhi closed her eyes, arched her head up and gripped me tight between her hands and legs and hissed loudly and cummed heavily.

Once again I could see her shivering in orgasm as we were griping each other very tight and I could feel every small movement in her body, Tripti Bhabhi was trembling very differently under me, I could feel sudden jolts over her belly, she remained breathless for a fraction and even after that she could not breath properly, she was breathing with breaks,

and those jolts were making her whole body tremble in pleasure, my rod was deep inside Tripti Bhabhi’s love tunnel and as I was releasing my juices in her, I could feel some movement down there in the deepest part of her love tunnel, as if she was also releasing something and somewhere those deep pulsations of my Bhabhi’s cunt were synchronized with sudden jolts which were appearing on her belly and making her tremble in pleasure.

For next few minutes we remained like that and released whatever we had and after that I tried to kiss Tripti Bhabhi. Her eyes were still closed and she was getting normal now, she responded to my kiss and loosened my body from her grip. For next minute or two we were laying beside each other with out a word. Bhabhi’s eyes were still closed, I got up on my elbow and looked at her face, she seemed satisfied to me.

Her expressions were like as if she is in peace and as I have never seen her before. I caressed her hairs which were bit spread and spoke, “Bhabhi….” Tripti Bhabhi opened her eyes, and looked into my eyes, I felt as if she smiled a bit and I hugged her and she too embraced me and spoke, in a very low voice, closer to my ear “Aashu..what have you done?” “ Bhabhi It was beautiful” I replied while hugging her.

“It was, but….” And suddenly Tripti Bhabhi started sniffing and tears started flowing down from her eyes. I was really shocked from this, and got up bit to see her, Tripti Bhabhi covered her eyes with her arm while laying there and continued crying for a while. I tried to talk to her and tried ask her the reason for this, but she remained silent and after few minutes, Tripti Bhabhi got up wore her clothes and went out, to use the toilet.

I too got up, wore my clothes and waited for her to come. After using a toilet, I came back to her room, by that time light was off and it was totally dark. I lied down on the same bed, Tripti Bhabhi was facing away from me, and I could see that she was not sleeping, she was awake, but I did not tried to talk to her don’t know when I went into deep sleep there only.

I got up in the morning when Tripti Bhabhi was trying to make me awake by saying, “Aashu ….. get up and sleep on couch now” time was nearly 5 AM, it was Tripti Bhabhi’s schedule time to get up, and my Mom use to get up around 7. I got up; Tripti Bhabhi was still in her last nights clothes, which were taken off by me. as I opened my eyes and looked into her eyes, she repeated the same,

“Aashu ooth, aut jaker sofe pe so” I think Tripti Bhabhi was worried that if my mom will find me here then she will come to know that we have done that. I got up to go, though I did not wanted to go. Tripti Bhabhi turned to go out, I stopped her by holding her hand and spoke, “ Bhabhi I am sorry” “ok, now go and sleep on couch, thodi der mein mummy bhi ooth jaayengi” Tripti Bhabhi replied without looking at me.

Without leaving her wrist I spoke again “Bhabhi, humne kuch galat nahi kiya” (we have not done anything wrong) “ Aashu get up and go” Tripti Bhabhi to look at me and again told me to go out of her room. I pulled Bhabhi a bit, and she came closer, and I further pulled her and she sat down on the bed.

“Bhabhi, mujhse naaraz ho kya?” means, are you angry with me I asked again and this time she looked into my eyes and spoke, “ nahi” “Bhabhi, I love you….” “Aashu… get up now, thodi der mein mummy will get up” Tripti Bhabhi tried to ignore the matter, “Bhabhi tell me… you love me?” this time Tripti Bhabhi looked into my eyes and spoke,

“I don’t know…. Aashu…” then again she spoke, “mujhe bahut darr lag raha hai” I took her face in my hands and kissed her on lips and spoke, “darne ki koi baat nahi hai, we have not anything wrong” once again I could see water floating in her eyes. Next moment I took Tripti Bhabhi in my arms and kissed her properly like last night and we kissed even better, explored each others mouth nicely and felt each others body.

I tried to pull her up, on the bed, and Tripti Bhabhi stopped, “Aashu…please…..nahi…, we don’t have time, mummy will get up” “don’t worry mummy will get after more than an hour”. Tripti Bhabhi continued staring at me for awhile and I continued pulling her lightly to tell what I want and finally she came on bed and once again I was laying partially on Tripti Bhabhi and kissing,

this time I just lifted her nighty, took off her panty and inserted my rod in her fuckhole after taking off my lower and started making love immediately. Wow what a pleasurable intercourse was that, this time I loved my Tripti Bhabhi the way I always wanted to love my wife. I was fucking Tripti Bhabhi with slow and steady strokes while looking into her eyes,

and in between we were kissing and hugging like true lovers, I was brushing my lips around her neck to give her real pleasure of being a woman. I was continuously fucking her and lasted for really long and I could see that Tripti Bhabhi was really enjoying that, she was getting hell of pleasure after long long time.

As pressure started building inside me, my speed rose and Tripti Bhabhi widened her legs and slowly raised her legs in air to get it deeper and I continued fucking my lovely Bhabhi for few more seconds and finally reached at the point of no returns and made few very fast strokes into her wet fuckhole and busted in pleasure and once again cummed in my Bhabhi.

Tripti Bhabhi too met her peek but her orgasm was not as intense as it was in last night. We lied there for a while and kissed each other like lover. I could see love in Tripti Bhabhi’s eyes for me, which was much different from what she had earlier for me. From that day till now we are living like Husband and Wife, and we have sex very regularly just like married couples.

Though I don’t sleep in her room, or if sometime I sleep then I get up in the morning before rising of my mom. Tripti Bhabhi is using contraceptive pills and apart from that I am using rubber in her unsafe periods. Things are moving like that, we both are earning and living bit comfortably now and enjoying life as a couple, and the only worst part of our life is that we cannot marry.

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Tripti getting fucked by devar Aashish - II

Previously: Tripti getting fucked by devar Aashish - I

Tripti Bhabhi spoke something which I could not hear; Shruti replied once again I was unable to hear that too, for her reply Tripti Bhabhi just moved her head in yes with bit of smile. Suddenly I saw while laying on her elbow Shruti extended her other hand and moved her palm into Tripti Bhabhi’s legs and gently moved inside towards her thigh and exposed her legs as

Tripti Bhabhi’s saree got folded and now I could see Tripti Bhabhi fair skinned legs till her knees and then Shruti moved further her hand went inside, between Tripti Bhabhi’s fleshy thighs and Tripti Bhabhi closed her eyes as she felt good. After a minute Shruti got up bit and lied beside Tripti Bhabhi in her arm and continued moving and rubbing her hand over Tripti Bhabhi’s thighs.

Tripti Bhabhi was feeling good, her eyes were closed and couple of times she opened her mouth to moan, but I could not hear her moans. Gently Tripti Bhabhi embraced Shruti and they were in hugging position sideways and Shruti was moving her hand under Tripti Bhabhi’s saree. Moreover from the place I was peeping I could not see much things happening,

I could see Shruti’s back, she was laying sideways facing towards Bhabhi, and her hand was moving inside Tripti Bhabhi’s saree, I could just see her arm moving up and down, but I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s facial expressions almost clearly as she was facing towards me now, her eyes were closed and she was enjoying Shruti’s tender touch over her bare thighs.

After a minute or so, Shruti got up from Triti Bhabhi’s right arm, by now Tripti Bhabhi’s saree was just below her waist and I could see my Bhabhi’s fleshy milky white thighs clearly along with her dark color panty. I was really getting very uneasy, while watching my sister and my Bhabhi in intimate act and I thought about moving from there, but I could not move as something was holding me back, my be my lust.

Anyway Shruti got up and holding Tripti Bhabhi’s hand she tried to make her sit and Tripti Bhabhi got up. Shruti took off her pallu from her shoulder, and Tripti Bhabhi’s big breast caged in blouse, came bit in my vision as Shruti’s shoulder was coming between my views. Shruti continued to take of Tripti Bhabhi’s saree and to get off from saree,

Tripti Bhabhi got up and stood on bed and now I was having unobstructed view of her big breast in blouse. While sitting on bed Shruti pulled Bhabhi’s plates of the saree and next moment Bhabhi was standing just in blouse and petticoat. Till now in so many years, from the time Tripti Bhabhi got married with my brother, I have always seen her in full clothes,

and today I was watching her getting naked, and I was getting mad while standing there. Tripti Bhabhi sat down, Shruti started unhooking Bhabhi’s blouse and I could not believe on my eyes, Tripti Bhabhi was sitting in from of my eyes just in linger and her milky white jugs were bursting in tight white color bra.

Shruti got up and went behind her, whatever she was obstructing by sitting in front of me got unhindered to me now. Bhabhi’s breasts seemed very luscious and milky to me making deadly cleavage as both the breasts were tightly fitted in bra. Next moment Shruti unhooked her bra but did not removed it completely, bra was still covering Bhabhi’s breast but I could see that the strap on Tripti Bhabhi’s shoulder got lose,

and Shruti started kissing Bhabhi’s bare neck and Bhabhi moaned while closing eyes and gradually Shruti moved her hand from behind to Tripti Bhabhi’s front and took her breast in her hands, and started squeezing them and that pleasured Tripti Bhabhi more and she continued moaning nicely.

From where I was peeping, I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s front, her bra was hanging in her arms and in between I was getting glimpse of her fully ripped melons, and Tripti Bhabhi’s facial expressions in pure pleasure were crystal clear from there and for me things were going beyond my believe. I was watching my Bhabhi getting naked, and into a lesbian act with my sister.

And next moment Shruti took off her bra and Tripti Bhabhi’s large and heavy luscious breasts were hanging clearly in front of my eyes. Tripti Bhabhi was fair in color and her internal body was even fairer and her breasts were sagging a bit with long nipples in large, dark brown aureoles, wow her jugs seemed full of milk to me.

Once again Shruti held them from behind in her hands, though they were really very big to hold in palm, and once again she squeezed them with some power and then Shruti bought them together and once again crushed them hard. Tripti Bhabhi enjoyed that and once again moaned with an opened mouth. I could see that Tripti Bhabhi was breathing heavy and gradually her breath was getting heavier and heavier.

Shruti started playing with Tripti Bhabhi’s nipples from behind, she took both of them between her fingers and crushed them too but gently and kissed on Tripti Bhabhi’s cheek from behind and spoke something, or may be asked something, something like, “Bhabhi, mazza aa raha hai?” for which Tripti Bhabhi just moved her head to say yes.

Then again Shruti spoke something and once again Tripti Bhabhi replied and once again she got up and stood up on bed and turned around. Now from the place I was watching all this, I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s bare back and widely spread ass mounds packed in bit tight petticoat., and Shruti was sitting behind her.

Next moment Shruti tugged the string of Tripti Bhabhi’s petticoat and after loosening it she pulled her petticoat down. My God, Tripti Bhabhi was standing just in panty, her fleshy thighs were fully exposed to me and Dark red color panty was looking gorgeous on her white fleshy thighs and above those fleshy thighs her lovely ass cheeks imprisoned in tight panties were in bursting phase, as they were keen to set free from there cage.

And before I would have thought about that it just happened, my sister took off my Bhabhi’s panty and now Tripti Bhabhi was standing stark naked in front of my eyes, I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s plump as mounds, it was broadly spread and huge….D shaped and looking so sexy. Once Shruti pulled her hand and spoke something and Tripti Bhabhi sat down on her knees.

Shruti tried to push her further to make her lay down but Tripti Bhabhi spoke something, and tried to take off Shruti’s nighty, but Shruti stopped her and spoke something, I could not hear anything, it was just there lip movement which I could see and rest was my assumption for the conversation they were having.

Once again Tripti Bhabhi spoke something and caressed Shruti’s cheek with her hand and then tried again to lift her nighty and this time Shruti did not stopped her, rather she got up a bit so that Tripti Bhabi can take off her nighty and next moment Shruti my sister was just bra and panty.

I was getting obstructed view of Shruti’s half naked body as Tripti Bhabhi was in the middle, but it was enough for me to go crazy, and just then I realized that I was rubbing tip of my cock with my hand, and I was feeling pre cum on the tip of that, it was well wet now, seriously friends I don’t know when I started doing that, for me it was hard to believe that my sister and Bhabhi who were almost naked, busy in intimate act and I was masturbating while watching them.

And next moment Tripti Bhabhi hugged Shruti and I could see Shruti’s face clearly and she was holding Tripti Bhabhi’s bare back in her arms, as Tripti Bhabhi was facing away from me. And on very next moment they got separated and with that Tripti Bhabhi took off Shruti’s bra after unhooking in that hugging position.

My elder sister, who was nearly 4 years elder to me, was topless and now I was getting glimpse of her nicely shaped medium sized boobs too. Tripti Bhabhi started playing with her breasts by caressing them and squeezing them, as Tripti Bhabhi was sitting in such a posture that she was in the middle of my view to Shruti, I could not see Shruti’s breasts getting squeezed,

but from the movement of Tripti Bhabhi’s hands I could see that she was playing with my sister’s breasts nicely and my sister was enjoying, as her facial expressions were clearly visible to me. Next moment like Bhabhi Shruti stood up on the bed and Tripti Bhabhi pulled her panty down, woof….it was unbelievable, my sister was naked and I could see her fuckhole clearly,

It was utterly smooth and hairless, her thighs were also thick and fleshy, as she had put on some weight after marriage, but still they were not as fleshy as Tripti Bhabhi’s thighs. Once again Shruti took her place and sat down on the bed. Now both Shruti and Tripti Bhabhi both were totally naked and I was eagerly waiting for there next step.

And Shruti pushed her gently and I think spoke something, and Tripti Bhabhi lied down on the bed, and Shruti came over her and adjusted herself so that her pubic zone can touch Tripti Bhabhi pubic area. From the portion I was watching them, I could see them sideways, as I was on there right watching them from there toe and I could see Shruti’s lovely ass mounds.

Her pelvis was resting on Tripti Bhabhi’s spread legs over her pelvis and from the time they came in touch Shruti was moving to and fro very slowly, rubbing her fuckhole on Tripti Bhabhi’s fuck hole. Further ahead I saw Shruti Kissed Tripti Bhabhi on her lips for a fraction and then came on her breast and started sucking them, Tripti Bhabhi embraced Shruti and moaned in pleasure,

as I was getting glimpse of her facial expressions too. Shruti continued sucking Tripti Bhabhi’s nipples one by one for some time and then moved down to her lower chest, then to her abdomen and the between Tripti Bhabhi’s thighs and then I think she kissed Tripti Bhabhi’s fuckhole. Tripti Bhabhi folded her legs to give Shruti full access of her cunt.

From the place I was watching them, I could not see much of there body parts, Shruti’s ass mounds and Tripti Bhabhi’s milky white jugs were somewhat clear, in between I was getting glimpse of Shruti’s breasts also, as she was facing Tripti Bhabhi leaning over her lower abdomen.

Next moment Shruti buried her mouth in Tripti Bhabhi fleshy thighs and Tripti Bhabhi went through electric current for a second and she stretched her body in pleasure. While sucking Tripti Bhabhi’s wet fuckhole, Shruti was sitting between Tripti Bhabhi’s folded spread legs, she continued sucking for a may be minute and in that one minute I could see that Tripti Bhabhi was roaming somewhere in seventh cloud.

I could see that Shruti was not in comfortable position to do that, and gradually she was trying laying down on her stomach, but for that bed was too short, so holding Tripti Bhabhi’s thighs Shruti pulled her and made her lay down diagonal on the bed and again started sucking Bhabhi’s fuckhole. Wow, what a view I was getting now.

Tripti Bhabhi was laying in a way that for me her spread folded legs were making big W or V, and at the center of that V or W, I could see my sister’s head, as she was sucking that center which was Tripti Bahbhi’s wet, moist fuckhole. And in continuation I could see my sister lying comfortably on her stomach, and now Shruti’s lovely round shaped ass mounds were very close to my eyes, hardly 5-6 feets away or may be bit more.

Holding Tripti Bhabhi’s thighs, to keep them apart while sucking her cunt, Shruti was also moving bit to and fro, as she was rubbing her cunt on the bed in excitement. At my end I was jerking my rod to masturbate while watching this erotic thing happening between my sister and my Bhabhi.

Tripti Bhabhi was in extreme pleasure, as she was also moving her heavy bottom up and down in rhythm to get it sucked by Shruti. From the time I was watching all this, it was only Tripti Bhabhi’s cunt somehow which remained out from my vision, as most of the time someway Shruti was in between, even at that time Tripti Bhabhi’s fuckhole was very close to my eyes, but Shruti was sucking it, so I could not see that.

By now things were getting bizarre at both ends, as outside room I was enjoying erotic live show and inside Tripti Bhabhi was getting crazy in pleasure, now she was partially sitting in her elbows with widely spread legs, may be to see her fuckhole getting sucked, and as she got up a bit, I could see her face very clearly and could see in extreme pleasure,

she was moaning nicely and I could hear them a bit, though voice was very less but I was able to hear Tripti Bhabhi’s pleasure cries. Suddenly her facial expressions changed and by now she was in more or less crying state, as I looked at Shruti, along with sucking she was fisting Tripti Bhabhi’s cunt very fast, and now in that posture I was getting glimpse of my Bhabhi’s fuckhole.

I could see Shruti’s elbow moving back and forward in good speed. I tried to look into the room from bit different angle and succeeded a bit but even then I failed to see Tripti Bhabhi’s fuckhole getting penetrated by Shruti clearly and I was dying to see that like Tripti Bhabhi was dying to get it more and more.

Excitement was rising and rising, and suddenly Shruti got up, and tried to stretch Tripti Bhabhi’s legs even more and in that she kept one of her leg on her shoulder and continued fisting even harder, and that was all I needed at that time, I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s fuckhole clearly while getting continuously ragged with three fingers of my sister.

But that scene did not lasted for long as Tripti Bhabhi was on the verge of her burst and suddenly she tried to hold Shruti to stop her but failed as Shruti continued pounding Bhabhi’s fuckhole, she could see that Tripti Bhabhi was about to meet her orgasm, Keeping Bhabhi’s one leg bit forcibly apart with her leg,

and other one holding in his hand while keeping it on her shoulder Shruti was fisting Bhabhi like a machine, and from there I could see that Shruti’s lips were moving, she was saying something may be something erotic to arouse Tripti Bhabhi more and more. Suddenly I saw Tripti Bhabhi stopped breathing for a fraction and just then fall down on bed on her back as earlier she was rising on her hands and elbows again and again in excitement,

and started trembling like a fish without water, and that loosened Shruti’s grip on her body, Tripti Bhabhi was already holding bed sheet in her hands and she just pulled that bed spread and almost whole bed got uncovered from the sheet, and it got further crushed as Tripti Bhabhi got nothing except that to hold in excitement.

Tripti Bhabhi’s body arced into a bow shape for a while and then she rammed her buttocks on bed and repeated this rising and ramming her ass on the bed couple of more times, as Shruti was still hammering her love hole with her finger, and Tripti Bhabhi continued shivering in orgasm and moaning with broken breath.

From there I could see my dearest Bhabhi going through shattering orgasm, she was tightly holding sheet and crying in pleasure, though her moans were low, she was trying to hold her voice but with bit of concentration I could hear Tripti Bhabhi’s gasping voice which was full of sexual pleasure.

By now Shruti was moved from there to give Bhabhi enough space to enjoy orgasmic shivering and for me it was the best view to look at now, I could clearly see Tripti Bhabhi’s sweet clean shaven cunt, over flooding her love juices.

Tripti Bhabhi shivered for next couple of minutes over her abdomen because of which she was breathing with difficulty and because of that there was bit of trembling on her breast as her sagging breasts were also getting jerks and whole view for me was something like a dream. I was holding my rod in my hands and jerking and could not move eyes from the window, slowly Tripti Bhabhi’s shivering stopped but I was still looking at Tripti Bhabhi’s cunt.

It was a beautiful, her lovehole was heavily soaked in her love juices, and slowly it was flowing down to bed. I looked at her satisfied and she was looking at Shruti who was sitting beside her and then she closed her eyes, and spoke something which I could not hear, may she would have said, “mazza aa gaya” or just “Thank you” to Shruti.

Shruti also lied down, again on her elbow and started caressing Bhabhi’s hairs and spoke something or may be asked something, for which Tripti Bhabhi replied with closed eyes.
Shruti kissed Bhabhi on her forehead after that and continued looking at her satisfied face for a while.

I was at hardest of my life and wanted to cum, but I could see that I was no way near to my ejaculation and for that I had to go to the bed as I use to masturbate on bed from the beginning, but I could not move from there as Tripti Bhabhi was still laying naked in front of my eyes and beside her I could see my sister partially laying and her pendulous breast were hanging in front of my eyes,

I was expecting more action from them, assuming that now Tripti Bhabhi will pleasure Shruti, and she did that. Tripti Bhabhi got up and spoke something while facing towards her, I think Shruti tried to say no to it, but Tripti Bhabhi once again caressed her cheek and spoke something, and then Shruti lied down and Tripti Bhabhi started sucking my sister’s cunt,

and as Tripti Bhabhi Shruti started enjoying, but I could see that intensity of Shruti’s pleasure was very less, from there like before I could see Tripti Bhabhi’s fleshy ass mounds as she was sucking Shruti’s fuckhole in doggy position, Shruti was laying straight with spread legs and more or less I could see her facial expressions and keeping her big fleshy bottom high Tripti Bhabhi was kneeling from front,

continued licking and sucking my sister and then fisted her till Shruti went through her orgasm. Though Shruti also shivered as Tripti Bhabhi but intensity of her orgasm was not that high and she regained from that just in few minutes, unlike Tripti Bhabhi. Now both the females, one my dearest Bhabhi and other my lovely sister were resting and I think it was ideal time for me to move back to my place,

but I was glued to that window and did not realized that I may get caught. After a minute of conversation which I failed to hear again, Tripti Bhabhi got up and wore her nighty without wearing anything underneath and went out. I thought that she will go to toilet, but just then I realized that now she will not find me on the couch and exactly that happened.

Realizing my mistake I ran from there for my place, expecting that she would be using toilet first before looking at my couch, but I was wrong, as I was crossing that thin passage between backyard and veranda, I saw Tripti Bhabhi, she was looking at me only. I Just got scared and went further ahead and saw her facial expressions, she was stunned and I think she was more scared than me.

I calmly crossed her in strange mental state and lied over my couch facing away from door, towards the resting back of the couch. Tripti Bhabhi came in after me, bolted the door and slowly went inside her room. Don’t know what she spoke to Shruti, I was expecting that she will talk about this with her.

Just after a minute or so I heard noise of door getting opened and then few very light foot steps, and then again door getting opened and getting closed. Shruti was now back to her bed beside my mom and Tripti Bhabhi was alone in her room. I was in strange mental state through out night, though I masturbated and cummed nicely after that but this whole thing messed up many things in my thoughts.

It was the time when I was admiring Tripti Bhabhi with in myself, I was having lot and lot of respect for her, rather she had a special place in my heart and suddenly I saw her in such a erotic act in which she was sucking my sister’s fuckhole and before that she got sucked by my sister and enjoyed that thing up to max. it was really strange feeling,

and I don’t know why this made me think about Tripti Bhabhi very negatively, I know it was my immaturity that I started hating her for a while, forgetting everything, everything which she has done for me, my sister and my family. I was somewhat sure that she would have shared this fact with Shruti also that I have seen them doing all that and now in the morning environment at home will be intolerable for me.

I hardly slept that night and remained awake till 4 at least, and yes I masturbated twice in the whole night. By 6 I got up, decided to go out as I mentioned earlier I was on the edge of my diploma exam, by six thirty I was planning to move out and by the time I came out after bathing and all, I saw Tripti Bhabhi working in kitchen.

She started at me for a fraction, our eyes met and then I moved into my room to get my clothes. Shruti was sleeping there beside my mom. I opened my Elmira, and with that noise, Shruti got up a bit and saw me and then slept again as she saw me looking into Elmira with a towel tied around my waist.

I took out my clothes, used the attached bathroom to wear them, wore my shoes and came out and started collecting my books from central table. Tripti Bhabhi was standing behind close to the kitchen, once she spoke “Aashu Chaye” she told me that tea is ready, I turned to see her, she was already looking at me, into my eyes,

Tripti Bhabhi seemed embarrassed as she looked down when I looked back and I tried to look into her eyes. Without a single word, I just went out from the house. Tripti Bhabhi’s voice followed from behind like, “aashuu…..” but I ignored and continued walking got away.

I called my friend from the nearby bus stand and asked him if I can stay with him for some days, just to study in piece for my exams and he said ok, as he use to live alone on a rented single room flat, while working in the town.

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Tripti getting fucked by devar Aashish - I

In the end as I have wrote down my whole experience, now when I am writing down the introduction of the same, I would like to say that I am not a very good narrator, neither I am good in English but I have given my best to write down my life happening into words and also tried to make it look like a sex story, obviously all the names are changed and to be more clear I have chosen these names from this site itself.

I am Aashish (name changed) nick name Aashu, Just a graduate with an additional foreign language diploma, not English, so I am expecting that my mistakes of grammar and vocabulary will be excused by wonderful readers of this site. This is my experience of my first sexual intercourse with my Bhabhi, my elder brother’s wife, and her name is Tripti( name changed).

Before getting to sexual experience straight away, I would like to describe the environment in which all this happened as it was just not lust or desire which bought us close, this did not happened in a second or minute or in a day, it took plenty of time. And to describe everything which bought us together, I have to take readers into my past.

You can say I was just a kid when my elder brother got married with her, Tripti Bhabhi was really beautiful, or I should say that according to me she is most beautiful female I have ever seen, and the one who has made my life beautiful with her love. Anyways, I was studying in class 10th when my brother got married with a fair and good looking female, Tripti, and truly speaking I never thought about her in that way.

Tripti Bhabhi got adjusted very easily in our family of four people, my mother, elder sister Shruti, me (Aashu) and the eldest child of our family, Ravi Bhaiya with whom she got married, as my father expired when I was in 8th. In next couple of years Tripti Bhabhi became heart of our family and she was my and my sister’s best friend.

Rather whole house was depending on her, and she was doing everything with perfection, I was preparing for my boards, my sister was doing her graduation and Tripti Bhabhi was helping me as if she is my friend, my sister, moreover I will not hesitate to say that she considered me her son and prepared me for my boards, getting up at 4 and making me study, sitting with me for hours just to talk,

just to motivate me to do well in exams, preparing food for me in odd times, and she did everything which she could do to make me study and to make me realize that how important is education. On the other end my sister Shruti was doing her graduation and after her graduation her marriage was round the corner, simultaneously Tripti Bhabhi was working on that also,

she was teaching cooking to Shruti, and various things which could help her to settle down in some other family environment. And apart from all this Tripti Bhabhi and Ravi Bhaiya, were saving money very seriously, as both were working Ravi Bhaiya was working in one private firm as an Accounts officer and Tripti Bhabhi was Hindi teacher in public school, though I didn’t knew this at that time,

and I came to know later when this money and all there preparations came in our vision. Anyway time moved a bit and after high school I cleared 12th too very convincingly and started my graduation in sciences as Bsc, by that time my sister Shruti was graduate and on one fine day her marriage got fixed in a very good family and everybody was happy, and Tripti Bhabhi was happiest among all.

But our happiness did not lasted for a very long time, after few months my brother met with an accident and he passed away on the spot, it was disaster for us, and I cannot write what we all were feeling at that time, everything seemed into dark, and none of us came in senses for long time, including Tripti Bhabhi.

Suddenly whole perspective of our life changed, and as expected in next few months everything got messed up. Apart from the sorrow of loss of our soul of the family we started facing financial problems, Shruti my sister tried to find a job but she remained unsuccessful in the beginning, as she was getting married soon, (though date of marriage was postponed,

and exact date was under consideration) and will be leaving town and nobody gave her a chance, moreover Tripti Bhabhi did not wanted her to work as it is a normal Indian mentality to get conscious for a girl who is suppose to get married in short time. Now everybody was afraid of time, Time was running and with every passing day marriage date was coming near,

many times my sis Shruti cried in Tripti Bhabhi’s arms while saying that she is not going to marry, and wants to cancel but Tripti Bhabhi handled her with patience. As far as Tripti Bhabhi is concerned, I cannot dare to write, what she was going through as it is beyond my ability, Tripti Bhabhi almost forgot to smile,

she got busier and busier as she started taking tuitions at home for children up to 5th for almost all subjects, and she use to get free by 8 or 9 in the night. Time moved further, after some time we received some amount as my brother’s saving (P.F. and all) and initially we thought that now with that money we will live with ease,

but Tripti Bhabhi made us live like as we were living assuming we have not received anything, restricting us into very tight budget, and truly speaking as a immature boy at that time I use to get irritated by this, the way she use to write small expenses and use to ask about each and every penny.

After some efforts my sis Shruti got one job, but she was restricted to come home by maximum 6 by Tripti Bhabhi and that is why she remained unsuccessful to retain that job as distance between her office and home was bit too much. Tripti Bhabhi did not give any importance to Shruti’s job and remained unmoved on her decision.

Soon Shruti got another job of lesser salary near our house, now like Tripti Bhabhi she was also teaching, but she was teaching French, which she learned in her collage as a subject. Inflow of money improved but not our life-style, we all were feeding just our basic needs, that’s it. I remember one of my mistakes of that period for which I almost got beaten up By Tripti Bhabhi.

In the night around 11, I was laying on the couch reading erotic stuff while keeping it inside my register. Suddenly Tripti Bhabhi appeared from the door behind me and found me reading something other than my courseware. Actually I was not expecting anybody from that side, even she didn’t knew that I am laying here, as I use to sleep with my mother and Shruti my sister and Tripti Bhabhi use to sleep in the other bedroom.

I don’t know when she got up and went out from the back door, into the veranda to get the dried clothes from the rope which is tied outside and came in from this door as she saw that main door is unbolted. Anyway she came closer to me in curiosity to see that what I am reading while keeping it in my register and took it from my hand and as she saw a Hindi erotic stories with bit of hand made nude sketches,

in which boy and girl were having sex and penetration is shown, she banged that book on my face very hard and went inside. I was in shock and before I would have done anything, Tripti Bhabhi came back after putting clothes which she bought from out side and picked up that book from the floor and went inside kitchen and after a minute she appeared again and crossed me while going out to veranda with that book which was burning.

Tripti Bhabhi set that book on fire and threw it out and then went inside her bedroom. After that I was in strange mood, I did not talked to her for next couple of days. I was little afraid of her, also bit angry on her, mainly because of that knock of the book which she made in anger.

Once again after few more days I was studying in the drawing room and everyone else was sleeping, my sis Shruti in her bedroom and my mother in other, Tripti Bhabhi came and stood bit far from me and continued watching me study. I got bit uneasy and this time with sarcastic expressions showed her the side of register on which notes were written, just to make her sure that I am not reading that stuff.

Her expressions did not changed with my act and she remained calm, and after a minute she came bit closer and sat on central table which was kept near the couch on which I was laying. I got up and looked into her eyes as if I have not done anything wrong. “Aashu, don’t misunderstand me” Tripti Bhabhi spoke in very soft voice, I continued looking at her,

“I am expecting a lot from you, and I am depending on you” her voice was very soft, then again she spoke, “I want you to study very hard, so that we can live better, everything depends on you and your hard work” (whatever she spoke, she spoke in Hindi and I have translated it into English).

Then after a pause she spoke again, “I am sorry for what I did at that time, mujhe gussa aa gaya tha” and by the end of the sentence tears started flowing down from her eye as lot of water was already floating in her eyes. And she got up to go and before turning she caressed my cheek with her soft hand and went inside her bedroom.

I was speechless, I did not had anything to speak, I was unable to gather courage to say even sorry to her. Suddenly I realized that Tripti Bhabhi has become lot older than her actual age and in no time she is changed a lot. Finally after some more time the marriage day came and everything went much better as it was expected, that day I realized that why Tripti Bhabhi always insisted us to remain in tight budget,

as it was marriage and in India marriage means hell of expenditure and it was Tripti Bhabhi’s efforts that she managed everything so well that all our relatives were shocked to see everything going so well. Finally my sis Shruti departed with her husband and now Tripti Bhabhi got bit relaxed, but it was not over, lot of money was spent on this occasion and she did not had much now, situation was once again same.

Tripti Bhabhi continued working like she use to and now she use to spend time me, started motivating me to work hard in my studies, she use to discuss my career options with me and started searching post graduation courses for me, and use to talk to me about different courses and all.

By this time I knew that what she was getting as a salary and what she is earning as an extra income by giving tuitions at home, and knowing that it seemed impossible to me to go for further studies with good career options, but Tripti Bhabhi was really very enthusiastic to look forward.

It was not that she was not realizing that whatever she is thinking is really very difficult to attain, even then she wanted me think about that, may be just to keep my moral high. Time moved and finally I took a way to learn Chinese language and while doing my graduation final year I started learning Chinese expecting a reasonably good career as an interpreter.

Anyway life moved further and by now I was dam serious about my career and I cannot write what feeling and what place Tripti Bhabhi was having in my heart, I had something for her which cannot be defined in words. I wanted to see her happy and I was working hard just to give her comfortable life.

I could see that she was working and just working from last few years, I could see dark circles and aging lines under eyes and face. Don’t know when her beautiful face became dull. As such I had only one thing in mind that I have to earn lot of money to give her comfort and happiness. And for that I was studying hard, day and night and once again Tripti Bhabhi was supporting me, and finally I was successful in clearing my final year exams.

I continued learning Chinese, and almost one more year passed, as it was 2 year diploma, and financially I was still depending on Tripti Bhabhi, but by now my mind set was changed, even I was very conscious about spending money and Tripti Bhabhi was realizing this change in me and she stopped directing me for money and always gave me more than it was required,

I tried to look for part time job as I use to have plenty of free time, but once again Tripti Bhabhi stopped me to do anything, and told me just to focus on my studies and on regular intervals she insisted me to go for a movie and all and many times we saw movie together. Particularly In this span of time. I was getting closer to her,

I don’t know what it was truly speaking I never use to think about her in that way, unknowingly I was taking care of her, I started helping her in her work, sometimes use to cook before her arrival from school, sometimes use to prepare breakfast and I think even she was getting closer to me, and started sharing her past life with me which she spent with my brother and told me that they

( Tripti Bhabhi and Ravi Bhaiya) had a plan a of baby after my sister’s marriage and everything turned around in a fraction of second, that night we were sitting in living room and Tripti Bhabhi cried a lot in my arms, even I cried with her. Like that life moved further and the incident which bought me and Tripti Bhabhi further close occurred.

Tripti Bhabhi was working as she was working, as I said life was bit relaxed now, and finally I was on the verge of my final exam of foreign language, and exactly around that time Shruti my sister was here for few days. And this was the time when something happened and unknowingly going through many feeling like sorrow, anger, fear, mental stress we came closer and closer and finally had sex.

Anyway in those days I use to sleep in living room after studying very late at night, and as earlier Shruti use to sleep with Tripti and Mom use to be in her room. I remember it was Shruti’s last night here on this trip as she was leaving next day evening and my mom insisted Shruti to sleep with her, Shruti tried to say that she will stay with mom till the time she fells asleep and then she will go back to Tripti Bhabhi’s room to sleep.

But mom insisted Shruti to sleep with her as I use to sleep on couch those days. I remember at that time Shruti stared into Tripti Bhabhi’s eyes and Bhabhi replied from her eyes to her and Shruti just said ok to mom, it took my attention but I took it lightly, as such there was no reason to think much about that.

By eleven everybody was into there bed and today Shruti my sister was in mom’s room at my place and Tripti Bhabhi was alone in the room. I studied till 1:30, and between that time span Shruti came out number of time, once to get water to drink, once she went inside Tripti Bhabhi’s room and came out after 5-6 minutes, and then went inside kitchen and before that asked me if I want to have tea,

I said ok to it and she made tea for me, Tripti Bhabhi and for herself. While having tea she sat with me to chit chat and indirectly asked me that for how long I am planning to study. And couple of more things happened which were very odd for me, as she was residing with us from last 2 days and she never walked out get water and more over we never use to have tea after dinner.

I was feeling really very strange as her gesture was not normal and somehow she was keeping an eye on me, am I still awake, or sleeping. Finally after1 when once again Shruti came out with some lousy reason to see me, I decided to pretend sleep and asked her while putting up my book on central table that if she can switch off the main light. She switched it off and went inside to sleep with mom.

I was well awake but I pretended to sleep. Some time passed, nothing happened, for a fraction I thought that it was mere my suspicion, but I was wrong. After around 10-15 more minutes once again door opened and Shruti came out. I immediately closed my eyes. Shruti walked towards me, came closer,

leaned over me to confirm that I am sleeping and then walked back but towards Tripti Bhabhi’s room and gently knocked her door and door opened and Tripti Bhabhi asked her on the door itself, which I think was (because she spoke in whisper), “Aashu so gaya?” and Shruti replied with yes by moving her head and then Shruti went inside the room and Tripti Bhabhi closed the door.

All this made me very uneasy, I tried to divert my mind but nothing helped me and I got up, gave a thought to it and went out into the veranda and through thin passage went behind Tripti Bhabhi’s room, I tried to peep inside and from the corner of the window I got a glance of things happening inside.

I could see from the corner of the window and more or less Tripti Bhabhi’s whole bed was visible from there, when I peeped at that time as such nothing odd was going on, Shruti and Tripti Bhabhi were laying on bed bit far from each other,

Tripti Bhabhi was laying on the left portion of the bed facing roof and Shruti was laying somewhere at the joint of the double bed with the support of her elbow facing away from me, for a fraction I annoyed myself to think dirty,

but don’t know why I kept on staring inside may be because from that place I could see bit of Tripti Bhabhi’s legs as her saree was folded up, but it was well below her knees, I could see the flesh she had below her knee joint and her fair skin was looking beautiful.

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Sexual fantasy for brother-in-law

I suddenly woke up gasping for breath and looked around in panic for what was happening and it took me a minute in realizing that it was just a dream. I shrugged and breathed easy. Rubbing my eyes I tried to look at the clock, it was quite dark in the room and was hard to make out anything.

I managed to switch on the bed lamp some how, which is just beside and made out that it was 2 in the midnight. It seemed like I slept very deeply. I was in total mess, the bed spread was all over the place and the strap of my knee length long silk night gown was hanging loosely off my shoulder and my left boob drooped out of my dress and my nipple out perking out.

I pushed it back in and pulled the strap back on. My husband was sleeping like a rock, unmoved even when I put on the light. I grabbed the bottle and had the last sip of water remaining and threw it back on the table. Only then I realized that my bladder was bursting and as I stepped down on the floor it was damn cold, I had a pee and quickly leapt back and jumped on to the bed after adjusting the bed spread.

I laid back and extended his arm out sidewards and rested my head on his bicep and started to rub his chest heartily. My husbands sturdy, muscular body was shining under the bed light as he wore no shirt. I turned towards him in the same position laying my left arm over his bare chest and I raised my left leg and placed it over his thighs.

I planted a kiss on his cheek and closed my eyes hugging him tightly. Suddenly the dream has started to flash back into my eyes and that was it, I lost the sleep completely. To avoid those awkward dreams flashing in my head I kept my eyes open looking at my hot husband, I twirled my finger around his nipple and started to play with it.

And observed that he is having goosebumps over his skin and this has encouraged me with more naughty things to do. I raised my head and took his nipple into my mouth and started to suck it and swirled the tip of the tongue around and played with him. His manhood has started to respond to my tongue by erecting up from under his pants.

I lowered my leg off his thighs and carefully guided my left hand underneath his pants and cupped his ball gently. He reacted and gave a jerk but didn't open his eyes, I caught his cock and started to stroke it gently while I kissed on his ear lobes and started to lick his upper body with my wet tongue. I have never done this before, luring my husband to take care of my curvy body while he was asleep.

His cock has gained its full size as I lowered his pant and brought his tool out into the cold air, but he was still sleeping(or pretending to be sleeping). I was damn aroused by the whole prospect that my pussy has totally dampened in my panty. I sat up and slid off the straps on my shoulder and let my night gown slip down till my waist exposing out my hot boobs.

As I touched my dark nipples they were erect and were dying to be nibbled and sucked. I laid back on his shoulder rubbing my boobs over his strong body and continued to lick him while my hand kept gently stroking his monster and cupping his balls. He raised his hip as if he want me to continue and the desire kept burning me down to take his monster into my wet pussy.

I tweaked his nipple as he hissed like a snake and continued to stroke his shaft and went up kissing ear lobe, I softly moaned "mmmmmh baby come on". And out came the word "I'm too tired sweety" as he pushed my hand off his dick and turned other-side rejecting my seditious body playing with him. I was leaking my juices and feeling really hot and the arousal was almost unbearable in between my legs.

But I did not want to touch it with my fingers, I wanted my husband's tongues and his cock to squeeze the love juices out of my hole. I placed a pillow in between my legs to control my hunger and started to squeeze it and rubbed my semi nude body on the bed like crazy. It was as if I was turning very vulnerable for sex and would accept anybody to fuck each my hole.

I was mad at my husband for not caring for me, but I didn't want to disturb him. I slept on my belly rubbing my thighs against each and hugged a pillow tightly, pressing my breasts and occasionally raising my hips and started to imagine getting fucked by celebrities hard, as though it would happen in stories and porn movies.

I closed my eyes and started to imagine my self being played upon like a bitch, forcing me, fucking me, moaning to be fucked. Hard and wild was I imagining, that I was being banged by hard in my pussy by a group and started to shiver as my imaginations went on and the pleasure of being filled by a rowdy gang and was awesome and I heard my husband growling "Turn that light off" and changing his position.

Suddenly my pure state of ecstasy had turned into rage as I heard him say that. I felt like "There is beautiful wife with one of the most sexy body lying nude with her pussy dripping with love juice and rubbing and pressing her boobs hard and you are sleeping like a stone". I turned towards the table and cursed myself and future enraged when I found the water bottle empty.

I got off the bed almost cursing my helplessness and pulled up my gown and strapped on. I switched off the light and took the bottle in hand and started to walk like a cat making sure he doesn't wake up. I slowly unbolted the door and sneaked out of the bedroom, it was very dark and I couldn't see much. I some how took a few steps blindly and entered the hall and switched on the little night lamp.

I was almost stuck in disbelief when I saw what was happening there. Its my brother-in-law, he was in one of the most entranced state. His eyes were tightly closed and his mouth was wide open with huffing and puffing. He was wearing nothing above his waist exposing his tight body, almost matching his brother and his night pant was down at his ankles and his right hand was stroking his humongous monster of a penis,

with his left hand he was groping and rubbing his body with one of my pantie which I kept for washing. I stood there motionless, and started to watch him. He took that pantie and kept in his mouth and stated to sop up my love scent off it with his tongue and made it wet with his saliva. He took a look powerful breath off the pantie while he was still busy pumping his shaft which was gleaming.

He chewed my pantie crazily and watching him only escalated my problem. I was feeling aroused by his acts and unknowing I was rubbing my thighs against each other watching him play with my wet pantie while my finger were touching my belly and exploring my navel over my dress. When he smelled and licked my panty I felt like I was being licked and sucked by my brother-in-law.

He paused and took my panty to his right hand and wrapped it around his hardon and started to stroke it gently. I was getting restless watching this happen, I was concerned actually thinking of it as sin but I was really enjoying my role as a sexual fantasy for my brother-in-law.

He increased his pace and started to stroke really fast and hard making a characteristic sound, he continued as his huffing went up, longer and longer and he held his breath and moaned and with a few more strokes he erupted like a volcano shooting his cum into the air and a couple more strokes and he blurted out another burst of his hot liquid and then he open his eyes,

raising his head and looking at his willy he squeezed the last drops of his juice with my panty. Noticing that the show was over I quicky gained my senses and leapt back to my bedroom silently, unnoticed with a lot of thirst. My husband is unmoved, I went and slept beside him facing the ceiling and started to think about what I saw, breathing heavily.

I pulled my gown up untill my waist exposing naughty pussy out, I moved up and leaned up against a couple of pillows and made myself cozy. I gently touched my groin and took a swab of my juices from my pussy lips and sucked those finger. I felt dizzy and nice, I spread my legs wide and parted my pussy with my finger and inserted my middle finger into it.

It was the touch of the heaven, I touched my erect clitoris and rubbed it with my index finger. It was exquisite pleasure, I closed my eyes tightly as I rubbed my pussy biting my lower lip under my teeth. Inexplicably keeping my husband be side me I was masturbating thinking of my brother-in-law.

As I closed my eyes I imagined his tongue licking my pussy dry and cupping and squeezing my naked boobs in his hands like dough. With my left hand I explored my erect nipples and navel while my middle finger of the right hand rubbed my cunt with a lot of burning passion.

There were flashes of him locking my pussy lips with his mouth and pushing his tongue into my cunt and strumming my clitoris while his hands groped my boobs and armpits. There was intense pleasure building in me and I gasped for breath, I tightened my muscles and held my breath and a little husky moan and I quivered and squirted out my love juices in huge amount.

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Anil losing virginity to Shobha bhabhi - III

Anil losing virginity to Shobha bhabhi
Anil losing virginity to Shobha bhabhi - II

After my earlier incident of sleeping with my bhabhi, there was a lull in our relationship for about 2-3 months. I was assigned on a very important project which occupied most of my time. Bhabhi too was busy caring for her ailing mother. Then one night, I had woke up at around midnight with dry throat and headed to the kitchen to get some water.

As I passed my brother's bedroom, I heard a squeaking sound of the bed. I recognized the sound. It was the same squeaking sound made when I was humping my bhabhi in that bed. So, I got curious. The door was half shut. Our family is very careless with respect to ensuring the complete privacy and always ends up keeping some loopholes.

But this our habit of not locking the doors always helped me. So, I gently pushed the door and peeped inside. I could see the action happening on the bed. There was a dim light on. Mohit was in deep sleep on an adjacent single bed. On the main double bed, My brother had rode over my dear Shobha Bhabhi. My brother was naked, but Shobha bhabhi was half naked.

I could see that her blouse was opened. Her saree was lifted till her waist and my brother had inserted his tool inside her. His back was facing me, so there was no chance him seeing me. He was very calmly stroking my bhabhi. The pace was very leisurely. At every stroke the bed squeaked. I got an instant hard. I remembered the way I had fucked Bhabhi.

The intensity of my strokes was quite higher than what I was seeing now. Bhabhi was whispering something. Probably she was asking to do harder, but my brother wouldn't change the pace. There was lack of energy in the whole thing. In few moments, I saw that my brother stopped stroking. He probably ejaculated inside her, because he pulled himself away from her.

He picked up my Bhabhi's panty lying on the bed and wiped his penis and got up. Due to the fear of him noticing me, I swiftly left from there and went back to my study. Now I knew why my sexy Shobha Bhabhi was looking to quench her thirst outside of marriage. I masturbated thinking about my first sex with bhabhi.

Next day, I pinged Shobha Bhabhi in the noon. I told her that I saw her having sex with my brother last night. "You did???" she responded. "Yes, bhabhi. It was such a lackluster act. I feel like apologizing on my brother's behalf". "LOL" she responded and wrote, "Just apology is not enough! You get punishment." "And what's the punishment?" I asked.

I knew where the conversation was heading. "You know it my naughty brother-in-law!" She wrote. I sent her a kissing smiley and wrote "Oh my bhabhi! I am ready to take the punishment every day..errr.. every night LOL. Shall I come now?" I started thinking about what excuse I would give to my team lead to leave immediately. But my bhabhi wrote,"No! Don't get casual with work.

I will not like you to spoil your career to be with me. Your brother is going to Delhi next Tuesday for two days. Bye for now. Focus on work my dear!" I really admired my dear bhabhi. She may have sinned by cheating on her husband, but she knew when and how to control the situation so the situation does not go too much of out of hand. I got new enthusiasm me and I resumed work.

Next week, as expected, my brother left for Delhi for a couple of days. I was very excited the whole day. My friends from work had planned a dinner on the same evening but I escaped by giving some lame excuse. I reached home at around 7:30 in the evening. Mohit was studying in the living room. Bhabhi gave me tea. I touched her hand intentionally while taking the cup from her.

She signaled me that Mohit was around and wait. I smiled. I had my tea and went to my room to freshen up when my phone beeped. Bhabhi sent an sms, "w8 til mohit slps will cme 2 ur room del ths msg" I got an instant erection after I read the sms. I went to bathroom, shaved again and took a nice bath. I had to smell fresh when I met my bhabhi.

After we had our dinner at 9, I and Mohit watched TV and Bhabhi cleaned up the table. At 10:30, Bhabhi came in the living room and asked Mohit to go to bed. Mohit, being an obedient boy, quickly got up and retired in the bedroom. I gave Bhabhi a naughty look. But she signalled me to wait for a while. I nodded to her and continued watching TV while Bhabhi went in the bedroom to check on Mohit.

It must be 11:15 when Bhabhi came out of her room. She gently shut her bedroom door and bolted it from outside and came near me on the sofa. "Mohit went to bed?" I asked. "Yea! He is a sound sleeper. Won't wake up until morning" Bhabhi whispered. I pulled bhabhi close to me and kissed her and said, "Oh bhabhi! I missed being with you so much."

"mmmm" bhabhi moaned I put my hand under her pallu over her bare stomach. It was so smooth. While kissing me and holding my neck in one hand, bhabhi pulled her pallu with her other hand and unbuttoned her blouse. Her bra and deep cleavage got visible. I took the clue and burried my head in her cleavage and kissed it.

Bhabhi took her hand off my neck and she pushed her chest forward and with her both hands unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Then she held my head and guided to her right breast and asked me to lick it. I gave a nice long lick to her breast and then circled my toungue around her nipple. Then I put my lips around her nipple and kissed it.

"Aah!" bhabhi exclaimed. I now took the entire nipple in my mouth and pulled my head backwards to pull the nipple. "Ouch! suck it" bhabhi said. So I sucked her nipple. Now bhabhi raised her left boob and asked me to tend to it. I followed her command and held her left boob in my hands and first licked it and then sucked it. Bhabhi enjoyed my sucking of her boobs. She was moaning softly, with her eyes shut.

I continued sucking her boobs for 2 minutes. Then bhabhi asked me to take my clothes off. She too removed her saree, petitcoat and panty. She was lied on the sofa, fully naked. After undressing completely, I came over her. My erect cock was throbbing. I kissed her lips. Then I kissed her cheecks and then kissed her earlobes. I had read somewhere that women loved being kissed behind the ear.

So I kissed there. Whoever gave this tip was very right. "Mmmmmm" Bhabhi responded to my kiss behind her ear. Now I kissed her neck. Slowly I moved towards her boobs, but I skipped the boobs and kissed on her tummy. "Ouch! it tickles" bhabhi said. I then licked her belly button. Thanks to numerous books and erotic stories I read, I had kind of known the sweet spots of women body.

My bhabhi's response was encouraging me. She was moaning and squirming to my touch and kisses on her body. Now she held my head again and pulled me towards her face and kissed me and said, "Acting like a pro Anil? How many girls have you fucked so far?" I smiled and said, "Only you and just you bhabhi.

In reality, in dreams, in fantasy, I have fucked none other than you my sweet bhabhi!" "Mmmm, an exclusive attention for your cheater bhabhi?" We both laughed. "You deserve it my sexy lady! You are awesome!" Bhabhi kissed me again. My cock was rubbing over her hairy pussy. My bhabhi pushed me and asked me to lie on the sofa and she came over me.

"You are my slave now! I will do to you whatever I wish" my bhabhi said. I had read about the master slave roleplays. But usually, it used to be a woman who played slave. I had read that many women had fantasies of being submissive and helpless in sex. But here, my bhabhi turned the tables. She wanted me to be her slave. The very thought made me very hot.

"Oh my mistress, how is this servant to please you?" I responded. Bhabhi smiled. She knew I am game for this. She said, "Just shut your mouth and not a single word while I eat your body" and then she voilently kissed, bit and licked my body. She helpd my penis and licked the tip and then took inside her mouth and sucked it. "Aah!" I exclaimed.

She stopped and pulled it out of mouth and spanked on the side of my buttocks and said, "Don't break my orders! no word uttered. Not even sighs and moans. I don't like to get disturbed". I smiled and kept quiet while bhabhi sucked my cock like sucking a popsicle. It was a tough job indeed to not react. But I was into the roleplay and I was following the rules of the game.

After giving me a good suck for few minutes, my bhabhi rode over me. She did not take my dick inside but rubbed her clit with lot of force. I could see that she was having an orgasm. She shut her eyes and her face contracted as she had her dry orgasm. "Aah aaah!" she moaned rather loudly. I was afraid if neighbors or Mohit would wake up to that. In few seconds, my bhabhi calmed down.

She fell on me and kissed my cheeks and said, "Ok! you are no more my slave. You are back to your role as my brother in law!" "Thank god! it was tough not responding to your beautiful suck". Bhabhi smiled and then asked, "Hope you have condoms?" I nodded and said "In my room". "Lets go there then" bhabhi said. We got up and picked up our clothes and walked naked from the living room to my room.

As we got inside my room, bhabhi took a plunge on my bed. I took the condom from my cupboard and wore it on my throbing dick. Bhabhi widened her legs as I came near her. I got between her legs and inserted my dick inside her and started stroking. "Fuck me hard Anil!" Bhabhi said. I thrust harder. Bhabhi was moaning as I fucked deep inside her.

I was giving forceful thrusts and every thrust earned an intense "Ah!" from my bhabhi. After fucking her in that position for a minute or two, I took rest to catch my breath up. Meanwhile bhabhi asked me to withdraw my dick and stand at the side of the bed. Then she put a couple of pillows on that side and rested her butt on it. Her legs hung upwards.

She asked me to come forward so that she could rest her legs against my shoulders. She then held my dick and shoved it inside her pussy and asked me to start. Wow! her pussy was so wet and I could easily slide in and out. And since I was standing, it was easier for me to apply even stronger thrusts. Bhabhi was going hysteric with my thrusts.

"Fuck! fuck your bitch sister in law" bhabhi said. Her words gave me more energy to thrust harder. "You fucking stud, screw me! screw your brothers wife you fucker!" wow! a simple looking and behaving woman can go so wild in bed! I realized that I was getting closer to climax. I held my bhabhi's leg that rested against my shoulder and gave a last deep thrust before I could ejaculate.

My ejaculation was so forceful that I wondered if the condom would break with the shear force of it. Just within seconds after I ejaculated, I sensed her contractions around my dick. She too had an orgasm. I had read that it was difficult to match the orgasms of a couple, but looked like the chemistry between I and my bhabhi was such that our orgasm matched. It was like a heavenly gift for us.

I now pulled my dick from her pussy and got myself separated. Bhabhi lowered her legs, bent them in knees and rested her foots on the bed. I left her there and went to bathroom to clean myself up. After cleaning, I came back. Bhabhi was still lying on my bed. Her hand was over her pussy, caressing her gently. Her eyes were shut. Her hair formed a mesh on her face.

Her breath was deep. I came near her and bent down. I moved her hair from the face and kissed her lips and asked her "Enjoyed?" "Hmmm! it was the best sex I had after years" she said with a content tone. Bhabhi moved upwards and to the right side on the bed to make room for me. I lied next to her. Bhabhi was lying on her back and me on my side facing towards her.

The bed being a single bed, had become a bit crowded for two of us. But we didn't mind that. I put my hand over her breasts and caressed them. "Lets sleep like this naked through the night" she whispered. I readily agreed. She moved her face towards me and kissed me. I too kissed her back and we both went to sleep within minutes. Sex was very exhausting for us.

I woke up sometime around 5 in the morning to realize a hardness in my penis. I opened my eyes. Bhabhi's bare back was facing towards me. My dick was pressed on her ass crack. I put my hand over her boobs. Her nipples were still erect. I rubbed my dick over her ass and squeezed her nipples with my thumb and a forefinger. I also kissed on her shoulder.

Bhabhi opened her eyes and turned her head to look at me and asked, "Again in mood?" I nodded. "What time is it?" "Its 5 in the morning." "Ummmm, I am still tired. You do whatever you like with me as long as I dont have to get up." I said "Ok" and I pushed her so she lied on her stomach. Then I rode over her. I slid my hands between the bed and her boobs and held her boobs.

I kissed her neck and kept rubbing my dick over her ass. "Ummm" bhabhi was responding to my acts. "Give me a back massage" she said. Now I sat over her ass and gave her a good massage. Then I got away from her and asked her to raise her ass by pulling her legs near her stomach. She did so. I held her ass and rubbed my erect dick over her pussy which faced towards me.

It was a wet, pink, inviting pussy. I shoved my bare cock inside it. "What are you doing Anil? No condom?" "Just to experience the feel of your inside bhabhi. I will pull it if it leaks" "Oh! don't do that dear. Your brother did the same thing after our marriage and we had Mohit. Else we wanted a kid after 2 more years". "Then mohit will get a brother or sister if an accident happens today" I said.

Bhabhi was not convinced. She got up and forced me to remove my cock. "Get a condom!" She ordered to me. "Oh bhabhi, you still throw orders at me. Despite me fucking you twice!" I said in a disapproval tone. "Okay my dear Anil, will you please get a condom?" Bhabhi mocked. I hesitantly got up and got a condom and wore it.

Bhabhi looked at me and smiled and resumed her previous position. I held her ass and inserted my dick inside her and started stroking. She was already wet. "Push it deep. Deeper Anil" she started demanding. "Yes you bitch! I am fucking you harder. You fucking bhabhi" I said. "aah aah! keep talking dirty like that". Bhabhi said. "Oh my sexy fucking bhabhi. You are my randi.

I fuck you hard you bitch!" "oh! you calling me randi you bhabhi fucker boy!" Bhabhi fucker! a new invention in the world of gaalis! and that too coming from a woman. Wow! it got me more excited. I continued, "you devar fucked bhabhi, how many cocks do you have huh? I will outfuck all those cocks". "You dirty boy, want to outfuck your brother's cock? Then do it faster.

Show me you are an animal you bhabhi fucker" I was relentlessly stroking her keeping her ass. No wonder this position was called as doggie position. My bhabhi was a bitch and I felt like a dog. I fucked her harder and harder and I again ejaculated. Again with inense force, but less quantity. After I was done, I pulled my cock out and fell next to my bhabhi.

Bhabhi came near me and put her head on my chest. We both lied like that for some time. I realized that my cock was getting smaller and the condom was about to slip off. So I separated myself from bhabhi. "What happened?" bhabhi asked. "Need to cleanup before the condom spills". Bhabhi gave a naughty smiled and said, "Come soon". I cleaned myself up and returned to bhabhi.

We both lied on our sides face to face. I held her very close to me and put my leg over hers. I said, "I had wonderful time bhabhi. Did you?" bhabhi smiled and said, "yes my dear!" We both kissed. Then I said, "I want to do to you without a condom". Bhabhi did not respond immediately. She seemed like thinking about something and then said, "Look! I am trying to convince your brother to get a brother or a sister for Mohit.

I know he will agree after saying no 5 times. Once he does, we will have sex without condoms". I liked the idea. "But how will we find whose baby you conceive?" I asked with a curiosity. Bhabhi pulled my nose and asked, "Whats your problem? Isn't fucking me without condoms enough for you?" I smiled and said, "Yes, but knowing that you are growing my baby would be an icing on the cake".

We both laughed naughtily. "You are too much Anil." bhabhi said and tightened her arms around me. It was about 6 by now. "I have to get up now and check on Mohit. He needs to wake up for school" Bhabhi said and she got up and picked up her clothes. She wore her panty and then put the bra on, wore a blouse and picked up her petitcoat to wear.

Then she started wrapping saree around her. I too got up and started wearing my clothes. "So, same time tonight?" I asked bhabhi. "Yes!" Bhabhi said and kissed me before leaving my room. I returned to the bed to catch a half an hour of sleep. At night, after our dinner, Bhabhi announced that she has bought a chocolate icecream. Mohit got excited.

We all ate the ice cream and there was enough left over. I asked bhabhi to give me more but she refused. "Leave it for later" she said and winked her eye. I sensed that she had some plan so I gave up my demand. After eating the ice cream, Mohit watched TV for some time and I went to my room to finish my work on a laptop. At around 10:30, bhabhi came to my room with an ice cream container in her hand.

She kept the container on the computer table and stood behind my chair. She then slid her hand inside my shirt and bent down to kiss my neck. "You like chocolate ice cream?" she whispered in my ears. I nodded in response. "I also like it. Spread it over my boobs and lick it out". I looked back at her startled. It was a grand idea. "Lets do it then!" I replied.

She smiled and took her clothes off and took the ice cream container and lied on my bed. Then she put two scoops, one on each breasts and pressed the scoop to spread the ice cream. I also got naked and came over Shobha bhabhi and started licking the ice cream off her boobs. It was lovely feeling. Then Shobha bhabhi asked me to rub my dick over her ice cream coated boobs.

I did so. Then bhabhi asked me to sit on the bed and she put her head on my lap, with her face towards me. She then asked me to bend down and lick her boobs while she took my dick inside her mouth and licked all the ice cream and started sucking my dick. Bending down and licking her boobs was an atheletic tasks, but I managed to achieve it.

I took my toungue out and licked her boobs out. No trace of ice cream was left behind. Now bhabhi took another scoop and put it on her clit. "Eat my pussy with ice cream!" Bhabhi commanded. First, I was a bit hesitant, but then made up my mind and I took her head off my lap and moved between her groins. First I ate the top part of scoop and then dug into her pussy.

Licking the ice cream off her pussy hair was not enjoyable to me, but seeing her squirming and moaning made compensated the boring part of it. "Lick my clit!" bhabhi ordered. Before getting down to her clit, I first burried my two fingers in the ice cream and applied that over her clit. "Aah!" bhabhi exclaimed. Then I licked her clit. After the initial taste of ice cream, I tasted her juices.

The sour juices mixed with the sweet ice cream. Now Bhabhi put her hand over her pussy and with her index and middle finger, she expanded her opening. She asked me to lick the insides of her pink vagina. By now, I was also getting used to the taste of bhabhi's pussy. So I immediately got down to her vagina and kissed it first and then moved my toungue over the pink side.

"Aaaah! good one Anil, fuck me with the tongue" I stretched my tongue out and shoved it inside her pussy. I touched the tip of the tongue on her inner walls and made a stroking action. Bhabhi was squirming so much that I had to hold her waist to not loose my contact with her insides. Bhabhi was rubbing her clit with her fingers and I was stroking her vagina with my tongue.

I could feel the gush of fluid oozing through bhabhi's vagina. Bhabhi pushed my head away from her pussy and squeezed her groin by bringing thighs close to each other. I watched my bhabhi enjoying her orgasm. After the intensity of the orgasm receded, bhabhi asked me to enter inside her. I wore a condom and got inside her.

I could see that bhabhi was already overwhelmed with her earlier orgasm. So, she remained quiet and enjoyed my thrust. She asked me to go very slow. I followed that. I lied on her with my cock inside her and kissed her. "Mmmm, I love such slow romantic movements once in a while" Bhabhi said. After stroking her with low pace for some time, I got up from her and sat on my knees between her legs.

She crossed her legs around my waist and I again inserted my cock inside her and started thrusting it harder. Bhabhi's boobs were bouncing with my thrusts. Her hands were over her head. Her eyes were still shut and her face contracted due to the intense feeling she was getting by my thrusts. In few thrusts, I reached my peak and I deeply penetrated my tool inside her and I stayed in that position.

Bhabhi looked at me with a question mark. I signalled to her that I was about to come. She contracted her pelvic muscles to squeeze my dick inside her pussy. Oh man, what a squeezs it was. My semen ejaculated to the lastmost drop. I now pulled my dick from her pussy and went to bathroom for cleaning.

After I returned from the bathroom, bhabhi got up and went to my bathroom to take shower. I went to bed and waited for bhabhi. After she returned from the bathroom, bhabhi started wearing her clothes. "Why are you wearing clothes?" I asked. "Silly! don't you remember, your brother is coming by train. He should be home early morning.

Do you want him to see his wife sleeping naked with his brother?" "Oh shit! I forgot!" I said and I too wore my clothes. Bhabhi came close to me and kissed me and said, "Thanks for wonderful time Anil! You are an animal" "Same to you bhabhi" Then bhabhi left the room and I retired in my bed.

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