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.
I will dry them in your room”. But when she had a sight of me lying on the bed half naked, she just froze like a statue, her eyes widened, her jaw dropped and the clothes she held falling on the floor. I swiftly hid the magazine under the pillow and covered myself with a bed sheet and rose from the bed. Sushmita Bhabhi too got back to her senses.
She gave me a stern look and left the room immediately. While leaving, she banged the door shut. I was shaking with shame and the worry that she will complain to my elder brother Rohan. After Sushmita Bhabhi left the room, I wore my pants and picked up all the washed clothes bhabhi threw on the floor. I hung them on the drying line to dry.
Since it was afternoon time, I had thought that Bhabhi must be going to take her daily noon nap so I wasn’t expecting her to enter my room until 3:30PM when she would bring me tea. It was a mistake to keep the door unlocked. I told myself to be careful next time. Next time? Would there be next time? Would I dare to do these things next time? I wondered.
After passing my 12th three years ago, I had moved from our village in Karnataka to Bangalore to study Computer Engineering and stayed with my brother Rohan his wife Sushmita and their son Mohit. Rohan worked in a MNC. Sushmita Bhabhi was a housewife and Mohit went to primary school. Bhabhi came from a very orthodox upper class family and was very strict but caring person.
Ever since I started living with them, she had made sure to serve me warm food and ensure that I was studying hard. Although she wouldn’t know much about what I studied, she certainly used to check if my studies were on track or no. Fortunately, I used to score good marks. Only once had I scored just passing level marks in Maths and Sushmita bhabhi had given me a long lecture about importance of academic scores.
In summary, I was quite scared of Sushmita Bhabhi. I shed all the thoughts from my mind and started studying. At 3:30, Bhabhi knocked the door and said “Anil, tea is kept on the dining table” and walked away. I could imagine that she was still very angry. I opened the study door and went to the dining room. The my tea cup was lying on the dining table.
Bhabhi was not to be seen. She was probably in her bedroom. I picked up my cup and went to the study room and continued studying. But I could not focus. I was still thinking about the incident and wondering how I would win my Bhabhi’s confidence back. I replayed the afternoon incident in my mind. Bhabhi had seen my naked, erect penis. That thought made my penis rise again.
“Oh no! what is happening to me?” I thought. Imagining my bhabhi seeing my erect penis was arousing me. Sushmita bhabhi was in her early 30’s was very beautiful. She had a very good physique. But she always wrapped herself well in clothes so exploring her assets was quite difficult.
Still, I had a glimpse of her cleavage once in a while when her pallu dropped accidentally while doing household chores. But so far, I had ignored the sight of those cleavages. But today, I was getting only bad thoughts about my Bhabhi. At dinner, Bhabhi seemed normal. But I was very quiet since I was expecting the worst thing, my brother knowing about the incident.
I feared that he would throw me out of his house. But nothing like that happened. As a matter of fact, my brother asked me why I was quiet. I did not lift my eyes and just said, everything was alright. But he would not believe. He asked Bhabhi, “Sushmita, what happend to Anil? He is very quiet?” I was shivering from inside thinking what Sushmita Bhabhi would say.
But I was surprised with her answer, “He must be tensed about the exams. Anil, you need to study very hard..” She said. I was so relieved with her response. But at the same time I don’t know why I thought that she intended a pun when she said the word “hard”. Did she intend to remind me about my hardness in the afternoon? I just couldn’t stop thinking about the incident.
Other than this discussion, the dinner was uneventful. At night, after I got in my study room, I locked the door from inside. I could not get rid of the dirty thoughts about bhabhi. I removed my paijamas and underwear and started stroking my penis while imagining that my dear bhabhi was stroking it and telling me that you have to make it hard.
The way she had uttered the word “hard” at the dinner table was very sexy. I started stroking faster. I realized that I was going to cum. So, I paused and looked for a cloth to wipe. Suddenly, I spotted my bhabhi’s panty hanging on the drying lines. A wild thought came in my mind and I pulled it. I smelled her panty, but I only smelled the detergent.
I wrapped her panty around my penis. Oh! what a warm feeling it was. I shut my eyes and imagined of my bhabhi in that panty and rubbed my penis. It was feeling like my body was getting electrified. I had lost all my senses. I rubbed harder and harder and in few more strokes, I had a huge orgasm. I ejaculated my semen with the force I had never experienced in the past.
My bhabhi’s panty abosorbed my whole semen. I wiped my penis with it. Now I got dressed again and washed her panty in the basin and hung it back on the drying line. I was now so exhausted that I ignored studying and went back to sleep. Several days passed by. Bhabhi was acting normal with me now. As if she had forgotten this incident completely.
But the incident had changed my outlook towards Bhabhi. Now, she used to be my star fantasy to masterbate on. Now the way I looked at her also changed. I never missed an opportunity to spot her accidentally viewable cleavage or her bare tummy visibile from a side view.
One day, when I was having my breakfast, Bhabhi said to me that she was going to take a bath in my bathroom since their bathroom had a choke-up problem. She also instructed me to stay outside of the study room until she was done. I nodded. As she went, I started having wild ideas. Sushmita Bhabhi was having a bath in my bathroom. The thought gave me an instant hard.
I waited on the dining table until I heard the bathroom door closed and the taps running in my bathroom. I gathered courage and got up from the chair and sneaked into my room. I was hearing Bhabhi singing her favorite song while bathing. My bathroom has a key hole through which one can get a sneak peek.
Actually, its a stupid idea to have a key hole to the bathroom door, but somehow, the carpenter put it and no one bothered to change later. And since only I was using the bathroom most of the times, it was not a big issue. Now that stupidity of the carpenter was a huge gift for me. I sneaked through it and oh my! I was seeing my bhabhi’s bare back and her ass crack.
I started rubbing my cock right there while enjoying the view of her wet naked body from behind. What a smooth texture of skin she had. And her plump ass was very inviting. I was hoping that she would turn around to give me the glimpse of her naked boobs but due to excitement I started shaking and to avoid getting in trouble, I returned to the dining table and started eating breakfast.
After 10 minutes, Bhabhi came out of the room. She was wearing fresh clothes and her wet hair tied in a cloth. She walked to me and said, “Anil, I found your watch in bathroom. Take it. And don’t leave things around like this”. While taking the watch, I felt the touch of her hand. In past so many times have I experienced such touch, but today it was so different that it sent current through my entire body.
It was warm and very soft. Oh man! I was again having a hard on in my pants. “Thanks Bhabhi!” I said and left the dining room. I wanted to shag immediately, but with the fear of she again finding out my dirty secret, I dropped that idea and left the house on the pretext of studying at the library. Since then I must have seen her 3-4 times through the keyhole.
I was glad that the plumber was not able to remove the clogging from their bathroom. Now I really wanted to have sex with my bhabhi. I had fantasized about her so much that now I wanted the real taste of her. But how would that be possible? She was very strict and orthodox. Sometimes I even wondered if she ever has sex with my brother.
And if she does, then how she must be reacting to my brother’s humping. “Hope she doesn’t chant some prayers and doesn’t ask the god for forgiving the sins she made while having sex” I used to think and laugh to myself. Months passed. I graduated engineering with first rank in the entire college. I had scored very high marks and secured a very good job in a campus interview.
Every one was very happy. Actually my scores were superior to my brother’s. Both Rohan Bhai and Sushmita Bhabhi were very excited. We all celebrated my graduation and the new job in a five star hotel. After I got the job, I mentioned once to my brother and bhabhi that it was time for me to look for new accommodation for myself and not remain as a burden on them.
My brother was surprised with my proposal and said, “You are my brother Anil. How can you be a burden? Don’t spend money on rents. Accumulate enough for your marriage.” My bhabhi was very angry with my thoughts. She said, “Are we so distant to you now? Why do you want to move out? Who will cook warm food for you? Don’t be stupid like this Anil.” I felt bad.
I said, “Sorry Bhabhi. I did not want to hurt you. I like you so much. I will not move out. I will continue staying with you. But at least don’t ask me to study now.” We all laughed. I was so relieved that I was not causing a burden. Also, I was happy that I would get to be around my secret love more often.
I must admit, after my graduation, my bhabhi’s attitude towards me had changed. She was no more a disciplinary person with me. Earlier, she behaved with me as if I was a kid. But now she had started becoming more friendly. I had bought a computer from my first salary. So, I taught her how to operate it. She was a quick learner. I also introduced her to facebook and gmail, chat etc.
She often chatted with me on gtalk when I was at work and she was alone at home. Overall, we were developing a very good friendship. In three months of starting a job, I also bought a bike on loan. The day I brought the bike, Sushmita Bhabhi did its pooja and fed sweets to all of us. I offered her a ride behind me. First she hesitated, but my brother insisted that she goes.
Upon his permission, she readied. My nephew Mohit also wanted a ride. So, I made Mohit sit in front of me and Bhabhi sat in the back with her flank facing towards me. Since I had to sit a bit behind to accommodate Mohit, she had a very little room and she was completely sticking to my back. Such a soft touch it was.
I had to apply breaks a few times while maneuvering through Bangalore traffic and to adjust the balance, my bhabhi put her hand on my shoulder. I also felt a soft touch on my back and I was sure it was her boobs. The very boobs I was dying to press were resting against my back. That ride was memorable.
After we returned, I asked Mohit and bhabhi to get down and told them that I will take a solo ride. Actually I did so because my dick was so erect that had I got off the bike, it would have been apparent to others. Bhabhi asked me to drive very carefully and waved to me.
I took a round for 15-20 minutes and after I was cooled down, returned to home. That night I shagged very hard while recalling the soft touch of her boob on my back.
Even though I had the entire world of porn at disposal through my computer, I wanted to shag thinking of my Sushmita Bhabhi only. No sexy woman on the planet could beat my bhabhi. God, I wanted her so badly. I had realized that Sushmita Bhabhi indeed used to love a bike ride. Even though my brother had a car, bhabhi often asked me to take the bike out whenever she had to go for vegetable shopping.
On the bike, she would causally hold me from behind and I was sure that she had no sexual intention. I gave her ride umpteen number of times and after every ride, I would recollect those casual touches and mind fuck my bhabhi several times. But after my shagging was done, The reality would bite me and remind me that it was impossible to have sex with my bhabhi. She was such a decent woman.
One day, there was a small accident at our office. The electricity transformer had exploded. There was no backup power either. We were given a half day off. So, I returned home at two in the afternoon. I knew it was my Bhabhi’s nap time so I retrieved my keys and very gently opened the lock so that her sleep would not be disturbed.
As I entered, I gently shut the door and walked to my study room. Surprisingly, the door was half shut. When I approached it, I realized that bhabhi was inside, in front of the computer. And to my surprise, she was video chatting with some unknown man. I also noticed that she had dropped her pallu and she was lifting her blouse to give that man a glimpse of her bare boob. My heart started beating fast.
My bhabhi, who I was dying to have sex with was exposing herself to some jerk on the internet. I was having mixed emotions. I was angry for her act, but at the same time I was very aroused. Without hesitation, I pushed the door and entered the room. Bhabhi was shocked and she shut the monitor and lifted her pallu and said “Anil you?” “Bhabhi what are you doing?” I asked.
But she did not respond. She quickly got up and left the room. I was stunned. I switched on the monitor. That jerk had logged off, but the chat window was open. My bhabhi was having a cyber sex chat with him. He had started asking her to show her boobs when I entered. I was so aroused to read the chat transcript.
The woman, who I wondered if ever has sexual feeling, was actually having a slutty chat with a stranger on internet. And I was dying to have her in my arms for last so many days. Shame on me! I thought. I got up and left my study room to see my Bhabhi. She was standing in the kitchen near the counter top facing away from me. I could see that she was panting heavily.
I don’t know what happened to me, but I rushed towards her and forcefully turned her towards me and looked in her eyes. My hands held her shoulders. She looked down. The next thing I did was totally unimaginable. I still don’t believe I had courage to do it. I lifted her face and kissed her lips. She pushed me away and said “Anil, what are you doing?”
But I had lost control over myself. I again pulled her closer to me and said, “You act like sati savitri at home and do such things? I wanted to fuck you so long but you don’t let me touch you but you don’t mind getting undressed in front of strangers you bitch?” “Leave me Leave me Anil” She screamed and pushed me forcefully. She escaped from my arms and ran towards her bedroom. She locked herself inside.
I started crying. The anger, the arousal and the feeling of dejection, all attacked me at the same time. I sat on the chair with head resting on the dining table. After 15-20 minutes, bhabhi opened the door. I lifted my head to look at her. She too had been crying. Her eyes were sore. She came to me and stood behind me. I was looking away from her.
And her hand came on my shoulder. She gently patted my shoulder and said, “Anil, I am sorry for what happened.” I stood up from the chair, turned to her and said, “No Bhabhi I am sorry for the bad things I said to you”. Her eyes watered again. “Bhabhi.. why did you do this?” I cried and hugged her. There was no sexual feeling at all. “She remained in my arms and started sobbing”.
After two minutes, She separated herself from me and asked me to sit and she sat besides me on another chair. She said, “Anil, you are not just a brother in law but my friend too. I will tell you everything. But please please keep it a secret. I don’t want to ruin your brother’s happiness.” “Ok!” I said. My bhabhi saying that she considered me a friend was a great honor for me.
I was ready to forgive all her sins for being her friend. “Your brother and I still have a good married life. But Anil, I am a woman. And every woman needs an attention. Your brother does not understand that. After Mohit was born, your brother has never bought me a single saree or never has appreciated my looks or my body. I know that deep inside, he loves me.
But when I am alone, I dream about how it would have been to be appreciated. Whenever I go out, I get looks from other men. It feels nice. I also knew you too liked me.” “You knew?” I asked surprisingly. “What do you think Anil I didn’t know? Tell me how many times have you peeped through the keyhole when I bathed in your bathroom?” “Bhabhi, how did you know?
I used to take so much care.” “Yeah thats what you think. But remember, women have sixth sense. You know, the bathroom door reflects on the steel barrel we have against the wall. When you peeped through it, I noticed the movement in the reflection. That’s how I knew”. Now it was my turn to be ashamed. I looked down. Bhabhi held my hand and said “That’s not the point though.
What I was saying is that it felt nice when you peeped like that, or men turned their heads when I went out. But your brother never shows any indication that he is attracted towards me. And my orthodox culture held me back from demanding such attention from him. But still my emotions ruled me at times. I knew you liked me sitting behind you on the bike.
So, it was my excuse to get some kinky fun by going out on a bike ride behind you.” I was getting hot now. So, my bhabhi was not the cold, dull orthodox woman the way I thought. She was pretty advanced in these matters. I put my other hand on her hand and said, “So, you liked my touch?” My voice was very husky. She blushed and looked down smiling.
I knew this was my chance. She already had some feelings about me. I had to take my next step very carefully. I dragged myself closer to her and pressed her hand. My face was very close to her. I whispered in her ears, “Did you also enjoy my kiss I took in the fit of rage?” She nodded. Wow! It was going well for me.
“Then why do you show your beautiful body only to the strangers dear Sushmita? Why not to me?” She slapped my hand and said “Shoo! naughty boy”. I did not loose any more time and held her face and kissed her lips again. Then I kissed her neck. I pulled her pallu. “Stop Anil, not here. Let’s go to your study room. ” She whispered. I released her.
She adjusted her pallu and saree and headed towards my study room. I followed her. She sat on the bed and asked me to lock the door. I smiled in agreement and bolted it. I jumped on the bed and pushed her down and climbed over her. I pulled her pallu and kissed her. She held my neck and parted her lips so I could insert my toungue inside. Oh man! I was kissing my Sushmita Bhabhi.
Then I moved down and kissed her cleavage. She unhooked her blouse and pushed her bra down so that her boob would pop out. I kissed it and started sucking her nipple. “Ah! Ah!” she moaned. I was sucking the boobs of my strict bhabhi, who I used to be so scared of. Bhabhi patted my shoulder and asked me to separate so she could unhook the bra. I lifted myself from her.
She arched her back and unhooked the bra. Then she removed both blouse and the bra. She was topless now. Her big round, white melons and erect tits were so gorgeous. I again started sucking them. My erect cock was rubbing on her crotch. While sucking I bit her nipple. “Ouch!” she screamed and slapped me on my ass. “I looked at her and said, didn’t you like it?” “No silly! don’t bite me.
Your brother can notice.” We both smiled. I said, “Ok Sushmita! I will be careful”. “Why are you calling me Sushmita?” she asked. “Becasue we are making love?” I said. “No! call me bhabhi. Especially when we are making love. Its more hot!” I smiled. I had never imagined that my bhabhi would be so advanced sexually. “Take your clothes off Anil. Come to your bhabhi naked” she whispered.
I got off her and removed my all clothes. She too removed her saree, petitcoat and panty. Now we were both naked. I again leaped over her and started kissing her. She held my bare ass. Her fingers buried in my bum cheeks. My rod was rubbing over her busy pussy. It was hot and wet. “I want to fuck you bhabhi!” I whispered. “No! not today Anil.” I was surprised with her answer.
“But why?” I insisted. “You need to wear a condom” she replied. “But I will pull out my dick it before I cum “. I badly wanted to fuck her. “No, that doesn’t work. No risks okay?” her voice became stern as it used to become when she was strict with me. “That’s unfair. I am so hot and we are having so much fun, but looks like I will have to shag to get relieved?” “No my dear brother in law!
I will help you relieve” She naughtily said. Then she asked me to lie on the bed and she came between my legs. She held my erect cock had a close look at it. “So, this naughty thing gets big when you see me Anil?” She said. “Oh yea bhabhi! He is eager to get inside you.” “Ummm! Remember the first time I had accidentally seen you naked Anil?” “How can I forget that incident Bhabhi?
I have been shagging on you since that incident.” “Really? I too have thought of it many times when I was alone.” Bhabhi said while she gently stroked my dick. “So you want me to be the first woman to take your dick inside Anil?” “Oh yea bhabhi! I do.. ” Bhabhi opened her mouth and wrapped he lips around the tip of my dick and slowly pulled her mouth away like eating an ice candy.
Her lips rubbed against my tip. “Ah!” I exclaimed. Now bhabhi licked my tip thoroughly making it wait. I crossed my legs around bhabhi’s back. She was locked between my legs. Her boobs rubbed against my groin. She held her falling hair in one hand and took my dick in her mouth. The wet and warm touch of her inner mouth sent shivers through my body.
It was an unexplainable feeling. I moaned as she stroked my dick with her mouth. Her head lowered and raised over my dick. Whenever she raised her head, she sucked my dick. It was such a grand feeling. After sucking me about a minute or two, she released my dick and looked at me and asked, “How are you feeling Anil? Is it better than shagging alone?” “Infinite times better Bhabhi!”
I said “Don’t stop. I want to get my liquid out.” She smiled and said “Okay. But tell me when you are ready to release. Don’t release in my mouth else I will vomit”. “Okay bhabhi, take it take it please!” ‘Ok.. but keep praising me loudly when I suck you okay?” I nodded. Bhabhi took my dick inside her mouth and started sucking it. I started praising her looks. Her body.
Her sexy boobs. As I continued praising her, her strokes on my dick paced up. It was such an intense experience. I came to a point where I knew I would ejaculate anytime now. “Stop Bhabhi, its coming out” I yelled. No sooner did she release my dick than I ejaculated. Her entire face was sprayed with my semen. “Eww Anil! Couldn’t you wait?” she said. “Sorry! Sorry bhabhi! I couldn’t control.”
I said and I got up to find a towel. Since I didn’t find one, I pulled my underwear lying on the floor and wiped her face with it. “Are you ok bhabhi?” I asked her. “Yes my dear brother in law! You had fun?” she asked. “Oh yeah Bhabhi! you are awesome. You made me loose my virginity today!” “Not yet Anil. Virginity will be lost when you get inside me here” she responded while pointing to her naked bushy pussy.
“So, when will we do that?” Bhabhi smiled and said, “Get a condom. I do not want to take any chances”. “Why you are afraid that Mohit will have a brother fathered by his uncle?” I said naughtily. She slapped me and went to the bathroom to get cleaned. I followed her like I used to, and peeped through the hole again. “I know you are peeping Anil!”
I laughed and said, “Yeah Bhabhi, Old habits die hard! your ass is sexy” She also laughed and said. “Now enough for today. Lets cleanup fast. Mohit will come home in 15 minutes”. I agreed and I gathered my clothes and waited for her to come out of the bathroom.
As she came, she kissed me and said, “Brother in law is sexier than his brother after all huh?” We both laughed. Bhabhi started wearing her clothes and I went to the bathroom to cleanup.