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That day I was studying for my exam. It was 8:30 pm. I was determined to finish one chapter before dinner. Half an hour into the textbook, Sunita bhabhi called to my phone.
“Rajesh, Come to our place for dinner today. It’s a request from your brother.” She said in a clear tone.
“Sorry, bhabhi. Some other time, I’m really studying hard today.” I said. No matter what, don’t be distracted from your focus.
“Okay, but you disappointed me.” Her ecstasy in her tone evidently dropped when I refused her directly.
“I’m really sorry. Don’t mind. By the way, what were you going to offer me in food?”
“I cooked mutton. Your brother will be back home after two hours.”
This was something that changed my mind. Sunita bhabhi, being alone in their apartment brought back my perverted imagination. Let me tell you she was not a sex bomb, but her childish talk would arouse your penis by just watching her lips.
“Bhabhi, you have to understand my problem. Then only I can come.”
“Jaldi ghar as jao. Natak mat karo. Tumhare problems janle k liye hi to bani hun bhabhi.”
I closed my books all of a sudden. Took an auto to her apartment. Meanwhile my penis was aroused.
The moment bhabhi opened her door I was dumbstruck to see her in a saree. She looked stunning. In a low cut red blouse, the upper portion of her cleavage was bulged out like rubber balls, the saree ran through her midriff and pinned on the left shoulder. Sweat droplets went down from her neck to cleavage, that almost made my penis rock hard as she smiled seeing me standing there at the doorsteps awkwardly.
“So, the academic boy thought to have a nice dinner?” She teased me and grabbed my hand to come inside.
“Brother is not home yet?” I asked walking behind her in the living room. The yellow saree that she wore was a bit transparent, and I could feel the shape of her ass. Her round, softy ass cheeks were alluring to me. I sat on the sofa when Sunita bhabhi went inside to bring me water.
“So, what was your problem?” She came with a glass of water.
“Oh, that’s nothing.” I said, “forget it.”
“No, no. You have to say because you accused me that bhabhi is not listening to your problems.”
I opened my smartphone and showed her the pictures of my friends with their girlfriends.
“They all have lost virginity enjoying everything.” I said in a frustrated tone, for I was the unlucky person having no girl around me.
“I told you I could help you.” She bit her lips wickedly. I understood the intention. She wanted to have sex with me and she was my brother’s wife.
“Are you some kind of whore?” I exclaimed in utter disbelieve but at the same time her erotic exposure filled my brain with sexual arousement and I, instantly, stood up from the sofa to grab her boobs when she sat there.
“Chalo bedroom chala, Bhai ane se pehle me aapka body ko khana chahte hun.” I said. She didn’t comply, instead she wanted me to fuck her roughly anywhere in the floor, sofa or kitchen.
Standing in the middle of living room I gave her a tight hug. Through under her armpits my hands were locked on her back when she grabbed the back of my head and came forward to kiss me. I could feel the juggling of her boobs in my chest when the blouse wasn’t enough to hold them upright.
“I love you bhabhi.” I said and lifted her from the ground holding slightly below her hip as her boobs were rubbing hard on my nose.
“Love me Rajesh, like you’re my husband.” She said.
Slowly I made her lie down on the floor when she looked at my jeans hungrily.
“No, you’re my brother’s wife.” I said when she pulled me over her body and we rolled on the floor over each other grabbing our body tightly.
“Yes, be my wife for one day.” I said and lied over her curvy body. I unpinned the saree from her shoulder and pulled it out when her fleshy round boobs were falling up and down in sync with her heavy breath. I sat around her waist spreading both legs wide and my monstrous eyes just could not get past her delicious boobs.
“What’s your size?”
“It’s 34.”
“If anything I want to have before death, that would be your boobs.” I said. She chuckled, “toh kiski intezar h?”
I almost grabbed her boobs with my hands, squeezing them like people do when making dough. Uuuhhh … She sighed out a little moan. I just started unbuttoning her blouse. To my surprise, under her blouse, her puffy fairly milky boobs were confined to another tight black bra that seemed too small to cover them.
“C’mon bhabhi, you’re lying. They must be 36 or 38.” I grabbed them and rubbed my nose in the midriff to feel how sensuous they were. The extremely soft boobs triggered an unknown sensation down my spine. I could hold it no longer.
“Please bhabhi, help me open my tool.” I said. She unbuttoned my jeans and took out the already erect penis in to her hand. I asked her to leave my dick as I wanted to rub it between her boobs. She didn’t. Instead she started shaking my penis in her hand and laughed all the way because I was desperate.
I slept over her in utter ecstasy and guided my hand behind her back to unlock the hook of her bra. The otherwise tight black bra that held her yummy boobs miserably loosened and the pressure on her breast released. I threw the bra out. Now, the completely free boobs were in front of my hungry eyes to be eaten. I started to lick them in my tongue. The sweaty skin tasted salty but the pluffy flesh near her nipple, I tell you, was heaven for me. I could live rest of my lips just my eating them. As I started sucking her nipple, she moaned hard pushing my head away. I got the way to make her horny. Meanwhile she was guiding my cock to her pussy.
“No, you have to take my cock inside your mouth.” I said. She revolted violently telling it to be disgusting.
“Okay, I’m gonna show you my skills that I learnt from porn.” I lifted her body from the floor to take her to the sofa. She still wore the lower portion of her saree.
“Nada khol dun?” I said. She laughed. I pulled out the saree around her waist. She stood naked in front of me like that slut in porn who was ready to get her all holes filled with cocks. I threw the saree on floor and got myself naked, completely. A married woman of 26 and a single boy of 19, were standing naked checking out each other’s bare body on a locked apartment.
I can’t believe I’m getting fucked by you when my husband will be here anytime soon.” She laughed.
“Oh, no.” I shouted. “You haven’t experienced hardcore sex yet and the only husband you have right now is me.”
“Okay, patidev. Ab toh apna Lund mere hawale kar do.” She said.
“Of course.” I headed towards her. She crossed her hands around my neck when I took her to the sofa and lied above her spreading both legs.
Her otherwise hairy pussy was fair in colour I noticed around her genital area. She took my cock in her hand and guided it to enter her body. I stooped her and withdrew it to rub around her pussy to make her carve for it madly. It worked. She was pleading to get fucked.
“I request you on behalf your brother to enter your cock inside me and pound like hell.” She was more like a child begging for ice cream.
I rubbed the tip of my penis on her clitoris. She gave out suppressed moans consistently. Finally I held my rock hard cock and guided it parting the juicy lips of her pussy inside her body. Just entering it and slowly I thrust it real deep in record time when she cried out loud in utter pleasant. I pounded on her pussy kissing her. Gradually the speed increased.
Before l cum, I withdrew because I had to spank her ass cheeks. When I made a move for anal sex, she refused to comply. But I wanted to feel her ass and we ended up in doggy style. She was real happy as my cock rammed her from behind. When I sneakily tried to enter it in her asshole, she instantly pulled it out, took my cock inside her mouth.
Few minutes before, she denied a blowjob but at last she compromised. She sucked my dick real hard, her saliva dripped around my cock as I pushed deep throat almost gagging her. When I was about to cum, I pulled out from her mouth and instead rubbed in her breasts until the my body liquid spurted out on her bare boobs.
“Bhabhi, I hope you’ll understand my problem everyday.” I said, leaving her apartment after dinner.
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