Category Archives: Bhabhi Stories

The Secret of my Girlfriend’s Mother

I first saw Rashmika Dasgupta when I was a college senior working in the final semester class registration line and she was a junior signing up for classes. When our eyes met, hers softened into a delicious, sensual twinkle. There was a quiet, yet unmistakable, explosion in my brain. It was love at first sight.

Our first date and first kiss were that night. We were together every available moment for a week. We spent, spending the time learning about each other, and letting our love ripen.

“There’s a Freshers party tonight. Let’s go,” I said to her on Friday afternoon.

“Which hostel?”

“Nehru Hostel.”

“I hear their parties are drunken orgies,” she replied. Read more »

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From Bhabhi to Wife

My hotel room door opens as Meghna uses the key I’d passed her at the Sraddh ceremony. It had been a lovely service. I saw all the family I’d avoided for the last twelve years. They were a little surprised and less than pleased to see me, but no one was going to cause a scene, disturb the Sraddh ceremony. That was fine with me, I kept right on avoiding them and they returned the favour by ignoring me. That kept it a peaceful serene service that Saurabh would have hated, but it had been for the living, not for him, even though he was the star.

She walks into my room like she belongs there, and I pray that she feels she does. Just her presence transforms the anonymity of a featureless rent-a-space and makes it feel more like a home than anyplace I’ve been in years.

“I was afraid you wouldn’t come,” I say as she takes off the aanchal. “You look lovely.” Read more »

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Getting Sex Lessons from Bhaiya and Bhabhi

“So Rahul you want to know how to make love to your girlfriend.”

“Please Rohan, my friends have told me how much they hurt their girlfriends when it was their first time and I’ve seen you and Jasmine making love and it looks so good.”

“Does Sakshi know you are asking me about this?”

“Oh yes, she’s heard the stories too and she’s a bit frightened, that’s why I’ve come along to your room.”

“Okay, before we start, have you any condoms?”

“No I haven’t.”

“Okay, here’s some I got from the advisors. Now let’s go along to your room.” We got up from my bed and walked along the corridor to Rahul’s room. I followed him in and saw his girlfriend sitting on the bed blushing madly.

“Hello Sakshi, you know what my brother has just asked me, don’t you?” Read more »

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Beyond New Year’s Day

The next morning I was very hung over. I’ve had worse morning’s after in my life, but not too many. I was awakened to the sound of little Alex, Michelle and Mark’s younger child, crying for her mother. Before I even opened my eyes I knew I was in bad shape. My head throbbed rhythmically with the beating of my heart, my mouth was as dry as the Sahara, and my stomach felt as if a can of Drano had been poured down it.

“Mommy!” I heard the insistent cry from the direction of our younger daughter’s room. It wasn’t one of mine, I knew. After a moment’s thought I remembered that Mark and Michelle’s kids were staying with us. That thought brought with it a vague sense of embarrassment and shame that seemed related to something that had happened last night. What had I done?

“Oh Jesus,” a voice moaned beside me. It wasn’t Stephanie. Read more »

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Losing My Virginity To Sushmita Bhabhi

It was a rainy Thursday afternoon. I was home since the college was closed for two days due to the professors’ strike. After taking meals,I had come to my study room. The atmosphere was such that I did not feel like picking up any book to study. So, I rummaged through my cupboard and pulled up a couple of playboy magazines my friend had loaned to me.

I plunged into the bed and started browsing through the magazine. The white smooth naked boobs of the models were arousing enough and my tool started responding to those pictures by growing in size. Automatically, my hand went inside the pants and started rubbing it. But my pants were too tight, so I unbuckled and lowered the pants and underwear.

My fully erect penis immediately popped up like a pole and I started stroking it gently while enjoying the beauty of playboy magazine. Not even two minutes passed since I started stroking my erect penis in the open, and my study room’s door was pushed open and Sushmita Bhabhi walked in the room saying to me something like “Anil, the rain is wetting these clothes. Read more »

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Manisha Seduces Her Hubby’s Nephew

I had been married to Abhishek for a year & was frustrated with the monotony. Then one fine day Abhishek’s nephew Anuj came to stay with us to try for his college admission. He had just turned 18 but looked younger due to his slim body. He was very shy while speaking to me & blushed if he even touched my hand accidently. His awkward way turned me on & I began fantasizing about being screwed by him. I tried to make eye contact & get as close as possible but he always averted his eyes & moved away. I was desperate.

I stood naked in front the mirror, ‘What is wrong with the males of this family?’ I thought to myself. It wasn’t that I was ugly & out of shape! In fact I knew I was attractive as hell, I was 5 ft 5 inches tall, slim & with an almost perfect figure. My brown silky hair fell over my shoulder & some of it cascaded onto my dark brown nipple. I stared at my reflection & gently caressed my firm breasts. I fingered my deep round navel & let my fingers slip towards my clean shaven pussy. I teased the insides of my naked thighs & groped my perfectly rounded bums with my other hand. I knew I had to do something to satisfy my starving pussy.

For the next couple of days I kept irritating Abhishek as much as I could. Especially when Anuj wasn’t around. Finally Abhishek lost his cool & slapped me. We fought & I cried acting as if I was the wronged one.  I also made sure Anuj noticed me sobbing & crying. I saw he was sympathetic towards me. The next morning, Abhishek & I, had another massive fight before he left for his office. I cried & cried & acted as if I was ill & about to collapse. I acted so well that the usually shy Anuj came up to me & said “Manisha mami (Aunty) are you all right? Do you want some medicine?” Read more »

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Ellora Bhabhi Gets Fucked in the Parking Lot

Ellora Prabhakar was drunk, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t her fault—a bottle of Sula and two rum cocktails did that to a girl. Sanjay and Hari promised it wouldn’t turn into a business dinner—but that’s what they always said. Ellora usually spent dinner gossiping with Hari’s wife, Shreya. But she had cancelled at the last second and stayed home instead. So Ellora was all alone with two MBAs. Who could blame her for drinking a bit more than usual?

“If we go for a Versova property, we’ll get a fifteen per cent margin,” said Hari.

“And a whopping big EMI,” said Sanjay. “Whereas we can afford Malad without an EMI.”

“But it only has a ten per cent margin.”

Sanjay breathed deeply. “It certainly is a big decision.” Read more »

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Gujarati bhabhi

Hi dosto, I am moin from gujarat, baroda mera I D moinfaruqui@yahoo.com wese to mera name hi kafi hai gujarat ki ladies ki pussy me halchal peda karne ke liye vese aap sabhi dost muje jante hi ho ha aagar koi nahi janta to janle ki i am 26 old 5.11ft hight with stong dick to dosto aap logone muje bahot mail kiye our kuch dosto ke sath mene enjoy bhi kiya thx to all. Read more »

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The Old Man’s Horny Wife

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My wife’s cellphone buzzed and rang multiple times to announce the arrival of several text messages as soon as she turned the phone on after the pilot announced it was okay to do so.

“So Shipra.” I said icily, “I guess those are all text messages from Manish?”

Shipra ignored me and her fingers worked the keyboard furiously as she replied to the text messages.

“Only two of them.” Shipra said once she got done. “The third was from my sister saying Chintu is doing fine.”

“And what did Manish want? Some recipe perhaps?”

Manish was our neighbor and “friend” back in New Jersey. He was divorced and lived next door, and lived with his son who was the same age as Chintu – 6. I had started off liking Manish when we moved into his neighborhood a year back. He was friendly, his son and Chintu got along very well, and he seemed genuinely helpful. Which he still was. Read more »

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My Sleeping Wife

An incident happened the other night, quite by accident, that awakened something in me I didn’t know I had. Last Thursday night a friend of mine, Lalith, came over to talk, and watch the daynight cricket match in TV. He works at the same place I do, and since we had a three day week-end, we were in no hurry to end the night. After a long time I had time to watch my favourite sport and had time for it too . My wife, Saritha, had to work the next day, and since she was not a night person she went to bed about 10:30. She is also one of the soundest sleepers I know. I have actually

shaken her pretty good trying to wake her up before, and still she would sleep.

After Saritha went to bed, Lalith and I sat up and watched an old porno flick of his that he had brought over, since Saritha wasn’t into much of that scene. We usually take such chances when she is away to her parents home or temple. But this time we went ahead and decided to watch porno flick once the match got boring as India loose many wickets.

After the first couple of cum shots, Lalith exclaimed, “Man, it sure would be nice to have a real piece of ass! It’s been much too long since I’ve had any!” Read more »

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Screwing a Shy Housewife

I am not a guy who actively go behind girls for sexual gratification but at the same time I am quite horny, who requires daily dose of sex. I have a loving girlfriend who satisfies my basic needs although she stays away from all the kinky ideas of sex. She is quite conservative when it comes to physical affection and most often I am left with no alternative other than watching porn and masturbating.

I do fantasize about other females of my apartment but have never tried anything beyond that. What I am going to tell you is narration of an incident that has left me totally flabbergasted. I came to know about a dimension of human nature which is totally animal. I had heard of instincts which make people polygamous, but it was my first stint of such kind.

Bangalore is known for its pleasant weather and that day was no exception. It was bright and pleasant afternoon that day. Quite sunny yet breeze was cool to relax you. I was sitting in my office cubicle, near the window, watching cows grazing the vast unused land behind our office campus. The project I was working on had recently ended thus not much work was anticipated for another couple of days. I was thinking of ways to kill time, suddenly a thought cross my mind. Read more »

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Yamini Cheats on her Fiancee

This is the story of Yamini, her fiancee Venkatesh and her lover Sanjeev. This incident is real and happened during the engagement days of Yamini and Venkatesh. Venkatesh was a software nerd who had finished two years of his job in US and had returned to India to find a suitable match. His parents had arranged a girl for him. He had come to do the engagement and return to US. The marriage was planned next year when he would be able to get a longer leave and take her along with him.

By 8:30 in the morning, they found themselves lying down together on the couch in the living room. They were under a blanket. It was hardly a week after her engagement to Venky. But when her old classmate called her over for a last time together, she just could not refuse. She was wearing a cotton shirt and jeans, and Sanjeev was dressed only in a pair of jeans.

Earlier in the day, they had driven down from the coffee shop where they met, left an unfinished coffee as they both were too eager to be in each other’s arms. On the way Sanjeev put his hand on her lap, stroking her gently, reminding her about the days in college, their college tour, those numerous hotel rooms they shared, the trip to Bangalore where they had to attend an interview together. After reaching his new palatial house, he removed her sari, careful not to wrinkle it and they both walked around, arms around each other. He showed her around the house, the bedrooms, balcony, drawing room, study room, the big bathroom with its tub, the shower and the kitchen. Read more »

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My Mon’s Affair with Neighbourhood Uncle

 

My name is Ajit, 19 years old. I live in Mumbai in a 2 BHK apartment with my mom, Shilpa, 38. My dad, Vikram, 42, is working in a MNC, and was recently transferred to Bangalore through the company. He visits home every 3 or 4weeks. Mom is a conservative woman and to continue her hobby, she runs music classes at home. Though her age is 38, she looks 25 as a result of regular yoga and exercise. A beautiful, smart woman, 5’4″ tall, with curves 34c-26-38, 56 kg, fair complexion. Whenever we go shopping or anywhere else, I notice men staring at her with lustful eyes. I have noticed my friends doing the same thing, whenever they visit my home. She wears either Saree or salwar-kameez. Her dress sense just adds to her beauty. Men around her always keep drooling. Being calm, she never reacted to them. I am in second year of my Engg college. I’m busy most of the time for college work.

One day I was returning from college, and as I reached the main gate of our building, I noticed a new family was moving into our building. I stopped there after parking my bike. As the ‘packers and movers’ guys left, only one man was remaining and I just said hello to him. He obviously wanted some new friends. “Hello beta, myself Vinod” As we were going upstairs, I asked him about his family. And he told me that he was living alone, divorced.

As I came to 3rd floor, where my flat was, I stopped and knocked the door. As we were exchanging phone numbers, mom opened the door and I told her about uncle. Read more »

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Fucked by Police Inspector Shekher

One day my husband called me and told me that he wants to take me and asked me to apply for a passport. So I applied for it and I got a call from the local police station for the inspection and was asked to come with a witness. So I took Raj and Anil with me. We went to the police station and there were 2 people before me for the inspection. Raj told me that we will have to give some money to the police to speed up the procedure. I had some extra money for that. My name was called and I went inside with Raj and Anil. I saw the policeman and I was surprised to see him as I knew him.

He was my college mate. He had also once proposed me. His name was Shekhar. He was also surprised. He took the witness’s signature and they both left. He said normally people give me money for moving the files faster, but I would love to have a coffee with you. Is it ok with you? I just smiled and said it’s ok. He looked at me and said you have grown too much. You were a thin little girl then. I just blushed. I was wearing a yellow transparent saree with a deep cut blouse and I had tied my long black hair flowing till my bums. He asked me to come to his place in the evening for coffee. I agreed to it and left the police station. I got ready in the evening wearing a transparent red saree and a deep cut blouse, tied my long silky black hair to a bun and did a light make up with red lip stick, sindhoor and wore my red bangles. I reached his apartment and he opened the door. Read more »

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How My Sports Sir Screwed Me in School

Next day I left Shekhar’s place and went home to collect my clothes for a month. On my way I saw some school girls at the junction. One of the girls was inside the shop at the junction. I saw the girl talking and laughing with a man sitting inside. Later I came to know that he was their physical training Sir. It reminded me of my school days with my physical training sir. We used to call him PT sir. He was young and handsome. Normally the PT period is always the last one. After that the school leaves. Sir always had an eye on me. I used to play hand ball. So whenever there is a girl’s game he comes to me and gives me advice. He never leaves a chance to touch me. I also used to enjoy it so he was a little too bold with me.

Moreover in the school most of the boys in my class and 2 3 sirs knew I was a girl who liked to be with men. Like I had mentioned earlier my uniform was one piece like a frock below the waist and tight on the top with buttons stitched till the waist. We also had a lace around the waist which is tied behind to a bow. As I had said, since I was a failure, my parents had not stitched me a new uniform for 2 years. So it had become tight below the waist as my bums had grown and also was tight on the top. My bums used to stick to my frock and my boobs used to bulge out tight and round. They used to bounce whenever I walked or ran around.

During the game Sir always used to stare at my bouncing boobs and swaying bums. There was an interschool match which was going to be held after a week for which we had started practicing during the school and sometimes after school. One day after the last PT period Sir asked me to stay after school as he wanted to show me some tricks and wanted to brief me about the game strategy. I agreed to it but I knew what he wanted, because he sometimes used to share non-veg jokes with me and also used to say that if I am there in the team we can easily win the match coz the players in the other team would be simply staring at me all the time. He also gave a naughty smile after asking me to wait, so I confirmed and I was getting thoughts of what would happen and started getting excited. Read more »

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