Jahnavi Bhabhi – Part 1

Hello ISS readers, this is Arjun back with a story to share with you guys. Get ready to read, relate and enjoy.  To tell about Jahnavi bhabhi, she is a perfect package. She is thirty-two years old but has her figure maintained so well. She has a wheatish complexion and her skin looks so luscious.

She is a perfect balance of a little white and a little dusky tone. She has got curves that a woman needs to have at right places.  She usually wears slim fit churidars and leggings. Her neckline is considerably deep. Her dresses don’t cooperate much to give a cleavage show.

The look of her deep neck when she doesn’t wear a dupatta is enough to get tempted for her. I usually get a lot of sneak peeks at her cleavage when she bends as she usually doesn’t wear a dupatta at home.

She wears a saree very rarely. But when she wears one, you can’t resist looking at her navel. Her side boobs through that blouse show her heavy bust. The cleavage is minimum. But the transparent pallu decently exposes her deep neck. Her saree drapes her ass so well that the shape is clearly visible.

Her color, thickness with such attires just add up to her beauty and overall, she is a goddess. Her deep eyes give her a lustful appearance which very few women have on their face.  Right from the first time we met, she treated me like a friend and not like her husband’s younger brother.

It has been five years since their marriage. For the first year, my brother and bhabhi were sexually active. I used to hear my bhabhi moaning slightly at night as their room was just beside mine. As years passed, their sex life got worse and worse.

My brother started working overtime at the office due to the vast development of our business. He spent most of his time traveling to other cities for meeting clients. In such a busy life, he slowly took bhabhi for granted and I could see that.  Bhabhi had been very understanding.

She waited for him to change like before with a lot of patience. She tried explaining and convincing him. But failed as my brother got more and more involved in the business. She just left all hopes and even stopped convincing him to spend time with her.

I started trying to spend some time with Jahnavi bhabhi. My brother and father would be at the office and my mom asleep in her room upstairs every day. I slowly found ways to get close to her. As I completed B. Tech and was free at home temporarily, I could give her the time she needed.

I used to help her with cooking or cleaning dishes. We spent most of the time in the kitchen and talked about different things.  I always tried to get the topic of sex or something very kinky. But couldn’t gather my courage to do that with her. But for now, I got closer than before.

She has started feeling comfortable around me which is a good sign.  One evening I came home after playing cricket with my friends and got really sweaty. I found that there is no one at home. I went to my room to bathe. The shower in my bathroom stopped working in the middle of the bath.

I tried other taps but it didn’t work. I put my towel on and went to my brother and bhabhi’s room to check if the water is coming in that. The shower was working there. So I decided to take a shower in that bathroom. The bathroom’s knob broke and I could not lock it from inside.

I thought its ok as no one is at home. I just closed the door without locking it. As I was taking my bath, I heard someone entering the room. I heard my mom’s voice. I thought that my bhabhi and my mom must have come back home. I started washing the soap off me.

I heard bhabhi entering her room. But I kept quiet and continued bathing. She started talking to me from outside and the conversation went like this.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Aravind, you are home early today? Let’s have a bath together. It’s been years doing it. Wait for me I am coming.

Me in my mind: Aravind? No, I am Arjun, bhabhi. She thinks that I am my brother. What to do? Should I say that it’s me? Damn it

My heart rate was going high. The idea of going to see my bhabhi naked was making my blood boil and flow into the right places. Meanwhile, she got naked outside the bathroom and opened the door. I was facing the wall and she could see my bareback.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Aravind, its been years watching you naked like this. I want to make some love with you.

I didn’t utter a single word. I stood still in the shower turning towards the wall. Her voice came closer and closer and she grabbed me from behind hugging me tightly. Her big breasts were crushing between my back and her. My cock sprang up with excitement. It was heavenly.

She rubbed my chest with her hands and slowly went down to grab my cock while still hugging me from behind. She started pulling my foreskin back and forth. I could not keep quiet and left a moan.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Loving it? Wow, Aravind, Your dick feels extra big today.

Me: Yes Bhabhi. (in a low voice)

Within a fraction of seconds, she realized what I just called her. I just called her bhabhi in that excitement. Shit!

She said, “What?” and turned me towards her. She was shocked and stepped away from me. She was looking here and there in a hurry to get something to cover her.

Jahnavi bhabhi: What the hell? What are you doing here Arjun? I thought it’s your brother. What just happened? Oh no!

Looking at her reaction, I got more tensed and I didn’t know what to do or say.

Me: Please bhabhi, please. I thought to tell you. But before I did, You came into the bathroom and hugged me. I couldn’t speak anything. Sorry bhabhi, please don’t shout.

Jahnavi bhabhi just grabbed my towel beside the shower and covered herself. She closed her eyes, turned away from me and said, “Ok see, it was just accidental. Don’t think anything bad and don’t tell this to anyone else. I will go out and give your towel.”

She started walking towards the door. The door was already opened a little bit.  She held the knob and opened it further to go out. But my mom entered bhabhi’s room to instruct our maid to clean the room properly. Bhabhi who was about to open the door closed it and stayed back in the bathroom.

My mom: Jahnavi?

Jahnavi bhabhi: Yes Maa ji. (mother in law)

My mom: Oh you are in the bathroom? Ok come soon, we have a lot of work in the kitchen.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Ok maa ji.

My mom: Did you see where Arjun is?

Jahnavi bhabhi turned back to look at me. She immediately turned away looking at my hard cock. I looked here and there in embarrassment.

Jahnavi bhabhi: No maa ji, I think he went outside to play with his friends.

She held the door close and talked to my mom by holding the towel in front of her. But didn’t realize that she didn’t cover herself from the back. I was watching with lust flowing in my eyes.  My mom said ok and still stayed in the room instructing our maid to clean. And to set up the bed properly.

I went closer to bhabhi to help her hold the door so that she can stay relaxed. As I went closer with my thick hard cock, she turned her head. She was startled to see me close to her.  She was signaling me with a finger on her lips to keep quiet. Then she joined her hands signalling that she is begging me to stay far and keep quiet.

The towel dropped while she joined her hands as she left the towel and doorknob.  We talked in a low voice murmuring and whispering.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Your mom is outside. Stay back and just shut up. She will kill me is she sees us like this.

Me: Ok bhabhi please don’t panic. Your towel dropped.

She realized and felt more tensed. She asked me to turn away and not to look at her but I could not. She was telling me to turn away in a low and tensed voice. I told in a low voice that I will put the towel back on her. It was just my reason to touch her. She said ok and I bent down to take the towel.

I went so close to her ass while bending that she could feel my breath on her ass. She adjusted herself to move away from her ass from my face. I picked the towel up and by standing behind her I put my hand in front to drape the towel around her. While doing that I brushed my hands against her busty tits and they shook a bit.

She moved to adjust herself in the towel. I held the towel holding it at the back of her and tied it to her neck.  The towel was like an apron covering her from the front but bare naked from the back. The knot I tied was loose and the towel fell again. I picked it up and repeated the same again by tying a knot tightly this time.

My dick touched her thighs many times. She pushed me back with one hand while she was closely listening to sounds outside to see if my mom had gone or not.  I was in a dilemma whether or not to just slide my cock inside her naked and wet dripping pussy.

I could not control my self and gathered the courage to go a step forward and fuck her. As I pulled my foreskin back to get into action, bhabhi heard the door getting closed. She opened the bathroom door to find that my mom and maid left.  She without even turning back just left the bathroom.

She quickly locked the bedroom door. I just missed a chance that I got. All the courage I gathered just went away. Now I was afraid and thinking if I should go out naked like this or wait till she gives me my towel.  She opened the bathroom door slightly and handed me my towel.

I tied my towel up and went out of the bathroom and watched her getting dressed up quick. She wore her churidar but didn’t wear her leggings.  She wore churidar and turned back to me. With her deep, angry and pleading eyes, she said, “Just forget what you saw and heard. I thought it was your brother and came inside the bathroom. Now don’t ever think of this again and don’t let anyone know. ”

Me: Sorry bhabhi. I couldn’t speak anything at such a moment. I am sorry.

Jahnavi bhabhi: Now leave it. I don’t want to talk to you about it again. I am really embarrassed and look at you. What’s that in your towel? What kind of a pervert are you to get hard for your bhabhi? Now just get out and go back to your room soon before someone sees you.

What happened next is revealed in my next story. Mail me your valuable opinions on my story at storywriterxx6@gmail. com. Opinions and reviews from girls and women are most welcome.