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FUCKING MY BHABI





PART1


My name is Rohan and I am from India. I am happily married with my wife for last ten years. We have two beautiful children. We live in a Mumbai suburb. I work for a big engineering company. My bhaia and Bhabi live in Nasik, a place not far away from Mumbai.

I had a great time when I used to live in Nasik as a kid and then as a young man. Both my parents were dead in a motor accident when I was just 16. My Bhaia and Bhabi were very loving and caring and they look after me. My Bhaia used to work for a small company as a clerk. He is retired now and my Bhabi was always a housewife. She is a very good lady and I always was very close to her. My Bhabi was married to my Bhaia when she was only nineteen and my Bhaia was then twenty nine. I was born when my Bhabi was twenty.

My Bhaia was not health conscious his food habits were not good and he used to drink on a regular basis. But my Bhabi always avoided oily food and the daily chores kept her fit. I was a happy go lucky guy. I was good in studies and also on the play ground. Much of my time was devoted towards cricket and cycling.

As I grew up I often used to fantasize about making love to my Bhabi. She was the only woman in my life who was present all the time around me. I did have a huge crush on a girl who was my classmate. Her name was Anuradha, I could never propose to her till I left the college. But she was friendly to me and we used to talk and exchange notes sometime. I did not see her for a long time after she left the college.

I passed my secondary college (SSC) and opted science for higher secondary college. I was determined to become an engineer.

Everything went on as normal till I was in my third year of engineering I was 20 and my Bhaia was 50. My Bhaia suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. He was in the hospital for a week. Fortunately because of his relatively young age he regained some control over his limbs. His right side of the body was affected. He could no longer use his right hand and walked with some difficulty. He would (and still) limp and drag his right foot while walking. His speech is slurred. But otherwise he is ok. I spent a year massaging his legs, hands and back to stimulate the muscles and encourage the recovery. But despite of best of my efforts and extensive physiotherapy he could not recover completely. But anyway he doesn't have any other problems as he has given up drinking and eating oily food. He also goes for a walk everyday to keep fit.

This story is of those turbulent days when my Bhaia was brought home from the hospital.

Back To Home

I opened the door of the taxi to help my Bhaia move out of it. I pulled him out and supported him while walking towards the door of our house. Bhabi was walking next to him. I helped him get into his bed so that he could rest.

"That's it Bhaia. You rest till evening then I will give you a massage."

My Bhaia did not say anything he was too shocked because of what had happened to him.

He was about to cry.

"Don't worry Bhaia you will be alright."

I put up a brave face but I was also worried. There was always a danger of another stroke. I walked out of the bedroom and signaled my Bhabi to follow me. We went in our living room.

"Look Bhabi this is a serious situation and we must do our best to help him come out of this."

"I know Rohan."

"Follow the strict diet which doctor has prescribed and try to keep him happy."

"Ok" She said in a low voice.

The emotional trauma had drained our energy.

A few weeks after my Bhaia started some physiotherapy and I continued to massage him daily. There was some improvement in his leg but not in his right hand. This continued for months. My Bhaia took a retirement as he could no longer perform his duties. He was now getting some pension which was not enough for us to survive. This was because he did not complete his full service period. We were surviving because of some savings which my Bhaia had. Now I was totally devoted to my Bhaia and Bhabi. I had to help my Bhaia do household work, go to market for grocery, vegetables shopping etc. I also helped my Bhabi for cooking and cleaning.

My life was totally changed. I was cut off from my friends. I mostly stayed indoors after attending my collage. My Bhabi knew this and she felt very sorry for me.

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One day my Bhabi asked me

"Rohan why don't you go and play cricket with your friends?"

"I can't do that Bhabi"

"Why not? Your Bhaia is now ok you can go out now."

"But I want to stay with you Bhabi, who knows when I am needed here"

"That's true but the playground is not far away from our home. I can call you if we need your help Rohan."

"No Bhabi I don't want to get into it."

"Oh Rohan you are such a good boy. Now everything is on your shoulders."

"It's ok Bhabi I will take care of everything."

My Bhabi looked in my eyes proudly.

As months passed my Bhaia's bank account was almost exhausted and we were now feeling the pinch. We had to ration everything, food, water, electricity everything. I realized this rationing is not going to help us for long. I decided to do some part time job. Luckily the owner of the company where my Bhaia worked offered me a part time job as a token of gratitude towards my Bhaia's service. I used to work five hours everyday between 7 pm to 12 am. He gave me a job of keeping records of the goods transported from the warehouse during that period.

It was very difficult for me. I was attending collage, doing home work, doing a part time job and also attending my Bhaia everyday. Those were the most painful days in my life. I often used to come home very tired and sleep as soon as I lay in my bed. During this period I went even closer to my Bhabi. She was so proud of me and would often kiss my forehead. She would often come in my bedroom in the morning and move her fingers through my hair to wake me up. Sometimes I would even get a kiss on my cheek in the morning.

I passed my engineering and got a job as an apprentice in a company. This company produces spare parts for automobiles. I was appointed as a trainee supervisor on the shop floor. The salary was not very good but now I was much relaxed as I need not study anymore. I was more interested in doing a job in Mumbai. But I decided to get some experience before moving to Mumbai.

Now I had more time for myself. I again started to have fantasies of making love to my Bhabi. Sometimes I used to feel guilty but those fantasies would come again and again.

My Bhabi was really beautiful. She was strongly built with broad shoulders. Her black eyes and dense black hair were really defying her age. Her breasts were quite big and the roundness of her bottom made her look more desirable.

As years went by my sexual frustration also increased. I was now twenty four and still virgin. My Bhaia and Bhabi did not talk about my marriage because they were worried if I moved out they will be left to fend themselves.

I am disciplined.

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One Saturday my Bhaia had gone out for a walk. I was sitting in the living room watching morning news. My Bhabi came with two cups of tea and offered me one and sat besides me sipping her own cup. I always felt good when she sat beside me like this. On the news channel they were showing some murder case because of some sexual reasons.

"This guy should be hanged" said my Bhabi.

"That's not fair Bhabi. He is just a suspect, not yet guilty"

"I know I know but he must be the one"

"Bhabi but he could have also done this because of some frustration"

One thing led to another and our discussion went on and on and finally it took a dramatic turn when I asked her

"Bhabi can I ask you one thing?"

"Anything dear, go on"

"Bhabi it is very personal"

"Ok no problem ask me"

"Bhabi how is Bhaia?"

"What is so personal in this? You know he is good now"

"Not that" I said.

"Then what?" she asked

"I mean how is he in ... in the bed?" I chew my tongue as I asked her.

She did not reply and seemed crestfallen.

"Bhabi don't misunderstand me Bhabi."

She looked at me confused what her dewar wants to know.

"I just want to know if Bhaia can perform after his stroke that's all Bhabi, and I am sorry if I have offended you."

Her tension eased as she realized what my concern was.

"Its nothing Rohan"

"Means?" I asked

"I don't know how to talk about it with you."

"Its ok Bhabi I am sorry."

"No Rohan why you should be sorry? You are grown up and as like my son you have the right to ask. But I don't know what to tell you. I always wanted to talk about this with someone." Her vice cracked.

"Tell me Bhabi may be you will feel relieved." I said.

"Rohan your Bhaia can not do anything after the stroke"

"Oh no Bhabi."

"Yes Rohan , few months after his stroke I tried, but could not get him going. He can not get "it" up."

"So how do you.. I mean uh I mean" I wanted to ask her how she satisfies herself.

"When it becomes unbearable I do it myself." she knew what I wanted to ask.

I was getting turned on by all this talk.

"It must be very hard on you Bhabi. It has been four years now."

"Yeah but what can be done" she finished her tea and kept the cup on the table.

"Bhabi it has been four years for you, but for me it has been ages"

I was turned on by the nature of talk between us. I kept my cup on the table and moved near her and put my arms around her. I pulled her towards me and I tried to kiss her lips. She immediately got up pushing me away.

"What you are doing Rohan?" She was furious.

"I just.."

She slapped on my cheek. She had never slapped me that hard ever before.

"Bhabi I just"

"Shut up Rohan. I always thought I don’t have children….. so what…. you are like my son. I talked about your Bhaia's disability and my frustration because there is nobody with whom I can talk on this issue."

"I am sorry Bhabi, please forgive me." I hung my face in shame and walked towards my bedroom.

I was devastated by the insult and shame. I did not go out of the room as I did not have courage to face my Bhabi again. I did not even go out to have lunch. My Bhaia asked me to come out for lunch but I told him that I was not hungry he did not ask me again and left. I was praying that Bhabi should not tell anything to my Bhaia.

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In the evening my Bhaia went out for a walk. My Bhabi came in my room. I was lying head down on the bed. She came and sat on the edge of the bed and moved her hand over my back.

"Get up Rohan. You must be hungry. I have brought some thing for you to eat"

"I am not hungry" I said keeping my head down. I had no courage to look at her.

"Don't be silly. Forget what happened and get up now," she said affectionately.

She was moving her hand over my back and that touch was very assuring. Eventually I mustered enough courage and turned around. I was still avoiding an eye contact with her.

"Forget everything Rohan. Have this"

She offered me a cup of tea and a piece of cake. I took the cake and finished it in a flash as I was too hungry. My Bhabi laughed.

"See I told you. You are hungry you can't hide anything from me. Wait I will bring some more cake for you," she said and went into the kitchen.

She came back with a few more pieces of cake. She was now smiling. This gave me enough encouragement to finally face her. I looked in her eyes.

"Bhabi I.."

"Shhhhh" she kept her finger on my lips.

"Its ok Rohan. Actually I am feeling sorry that I slapped you. You are now grown up"

"I am sorry Bhabi. You are so beautiful you always turn me on"

On hearing this she blushed.

"Rohan don't talk like that."

"Bhabi just as you I am also frustrated. What happened today was because of this frustration. I will not let it happen again Bhabi. may be it's time to look for a bride for me. I wish I have a wife like you"

She looked at me. I saw she looked worried.

"Ok have these," she gave the cake to me.

"Rohan I am sorry dear I slapped you."

"No Bhabi it is your right. But please don't tell Bhaia"

"Off course I won't let him know anything." She assured me.

"Ok dear we will talk later on this."

She smiled and turned around to leave the room. I could not but watch her beautiful bottom sway as she moved out. I was aching to make love to her but the taboo of incest was coming in the way. I brushed off the thoughts and moved my attention towards the cake. I was much relieved now and after eating I moved in the living room to watch TV.

That night I had dinner with my Bhaia and Bhabi and retired to my bedroom early.

And it happened ...

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I was not able to sleep because of the events accrued during the day. I was also thinking of ways to seduce my beloved Bhabi. But slowly I drifted towards sleep. I woke up when I heard the noise at my door. Somebody was trying to open it. I got up from my bed and walked towards the door and stood there a few feet away. Finally the door opened and my Bhabi walked in!

"Ugghh" she kept her palm over her mouth as she saw me standing there. She was stunned.

She then moved inside and pushed the door and without turning around slid the latch to lock it from inside. My heart began to pound as I could imagine what she was up to. We both were standing where we were, confused and not sure what to do. I was confused because she slapped me for my advances, but the same woman has now herself come to me. She was confused because she did not know how to react.

"Bhabi" I whispered.

"Shhh slowly your Bhaia may wake up." And she walked towards me.

I also walked towards her. We were now very close to each other face to face. Not knowing what to do, I tentatively put my hands around her waist and again dropped them down. I was totally confused. She also placed her hands over my chest and pulled them back. We were riding in the same boat. We wanted it to happen but we were not sure how to start it. Finally I gathered enough courage and placed my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me. I broke the ice and the result was very sweet because my Bhabi also put her hands around my back and hugged me tightly.

"Ohhh Rohan" she whispered.

"Bhabi I can't believe this" I whispered.

"Rohan in the evening you said I turn you on" she whispered.

"Yes Bhabi yes"

We were both moving our hands over each others back. She was rubbing her face against my chest planting small kisses. My breathing had increased and my dick was rock hard. My Bhabi was also breathing heavily. Her breasts were pressed hard against my body. I lifted her chin. It was dark and I was not able to see the expressions on her face. I slowly placed my lips on her lips and kissed her. She moaned and increased her grip around my back even further. Her soft beautiful body was pressing hard against me. It was dark and only the moonlight coming through the semi transparent windows provided some visibility. She looked towards me, her beautiful big eyes were shining in the moon light. She pulled me towards her by grabbing my hair and placed her lips on my lips and kissed me once twice thrice and then slipped her tongue inside my mouth. I had never been with a woman before and this was an attack on me which I had never expected. My Bhabi was filled with lust and she was frantically sucking my tongue. She was moaning with pleasure and rubbing her body against mine. Her soft body and her sweet smell was driving me mad. My heart was pounding and my dick was aching.

"Shhhh ahhhh Rohan I want you inside me Rohan" she whispered.

"Bhabi it's feeling so good"

"Shhh Rohan don't raise your voice your Bhaia will wake up"

"Ok" I said in a low voice and we moved towards my bed.

My Bhabi lay there on her back. I was on top of her on all my four. She was now in between my limbs.

"What if Bhaia wakes up Bhabi?" I asked.

"Don't worry he won't wake up so easily. I have given him an extra pill today. But keep your voice low." She whispered.

She was breathing heavily and her breasts were rising and falling with her each breath. I moved down and kissed her. Then I placed my face in between her breasts and started rubbing it against them. She began to moan with pleasure. She grabbed my hair and pressed my face hard against her breasts. I was now kissing her breasts frantically. I slowly moved my hands behind her back to unhook her blouse. Suddenly she pushed me away.

"Don't Rohan, don't remove it. We don't have time. It takes time to dress up again" she whispered.

She then pulled me towards her and kissed me and pulled my shorts below my waist. I quickly got rid of those along with my underwear. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and totally bared myself. She again pulled me towards her and moved her palms over my shoulders my chest and my nipples.

"Wow Rohan you are so strong" she whispered and pulled me over her. She put her arms around my back and pressed me hard against her.

"Shhhhhh aaaaahhhh Rohaaaaannnn" she moaned in a low voice.

My dick was paining now as it had gathered blood from all parts of my body. My Bhabi was holding me tight against her, moaning, twisting and turning in the bed. Suddenly she released her hands and bend her legs in the knee. She then raised her bottom and pulled her sari and petticoat above her waist.

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My heart began to pound frantically as my Bhabi was now asking me to enter her. The very thought of entering her was driving me crazy. She was filled with lust and was breathing heavily. I lowered myself over her. She quickly put her arms around my back and pulled me tightly over her.

"Lagade Rohan…..do it" she whispered and spread her legs.

I wanted to remove her panty so I lay my hands over her waist trying to locate it. She was not wearing any panty.

"I have already removed it before coming here." She whispered in my ear.

So my Bhabi was determined to do this. This somewhat eased my hesitation. I placed my dick in between her legs. She quickly placed it on the entrance of her pussy by holding it in one hand and parting her pussy lips by the fingers of other hand.

"Come Rohan get inside my body" she whispered in my ear.

I slowly pushed my dick inside her moist pussy.

"Ohh maaa" I moaned with pleasure.

"Ssssss Aaaaaahhhhhh" My Bhabi moaned as I went in.

I began to move in and out of her pussy. She would raise her waist with my every forward movement. She was moaning with pleasure and I was too excited to see my Bhabi moaning with my dick inside her. We were both breathing heavily and our hearts were pounding as never before. Her pussy was now wet and soapy and yet it was giving my dick a tight and cosy embrace. Our churned love juices were flowing out of her pussy wetting my balls.

"Thora jor se Rohan……. Faster…… " she said in a hoarse voice.

I increased my rhythm. She seemed to enjoy that. I could see the pleasure on her face. Her eyes were closed and she was clasping the bed sheet in her hands.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh Ssssssssshhhhh Aaaaaahhhhhh"she moaned.

"Ohhh maaa it feels so good Ssssshhhh Aaaaaaahhhhhhh"

I was now moving frantically between her legs. Her breasts were swaying up and down trying to get out of her blouse. My bed was cracking creating small sounds. Her glass bangles were colliding against each other creating a sound 'cling-cling-cling' All these things were advertising what we were doing. But fortunately the door was closed and the noise generated was also not too loud.

"Aaaahhhhh Rohan Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh" she spread her legs wide apart while moaning.

"Bhabi I can't hold Bhabi Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh."

"Rohaaaaan I am Coming Rohan Ssssssshhhh Aaaahhhhhh"

"Ohhh Bhabiaaaa ssssssssshhhh Agghhhhhhhhhhh"

I came shooting my semen inside her.

"Aaaiiiighhhhhhh Ssssssshhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh" she screamed in a very low voice.

She arched her back, raised her waist forcing her pussy towards my dick. Waves after waves of ecstasy ran through our bodies. She champed her legs against my bottom pressing me deep inside her. Her pussy was pulsating and so was my dick. I was still spraying inside her pussy and her pussy was happily accepting the filling. I lay on top of her. Her eyes were closed and face clearly showed the pleasure. We were in that position for some time. After a while she opened her eyes and kissed me gently.

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"Wow Rohan that was mind blowing"

"For me too Bhabi. In fact this is my first time."

"Oh dear you have to wait for this so long" she giggled.

"Bhabi you are fantastic"

"You are a good lover honey" she said.

"You too Bhabi."

"Wow Rohan after four long years I finally got what I wanted" and she kissed me. She looked satisfied and relaxed.

"I never had such an orgasm before" she said

"Bhabi this is not the first and last time?" I asked her.

"No honey I will sneak in whenever I can." She smiled

"Wow Bhabi that's great." I whispered and kissed her.

"Ok honey I should go now before your Bhaia wakes up and finds out"

"Ok Bhabi." And I pulled out of her.

She immediately went out of my bedroom and rushed towards the bathroom. I watched her beautiful bottom sway as she walked out. I was in heaven, still lying naked on the bed. My fantasy had become a reality. Till it happened I have never imagined it will happen.


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It's quite OK .... but the situation can be manipulated emotionally little bit more narrating the internal moral of both and can be made justified the occurrence ..... anyway as a CnPist you do not have any role in this .........

Yes , no change or editing. All the stories are presented as those were originally written.

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MOM FUCKED ON A PICNIC




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It was always good to go on picnics. I loved it when I got to tag along. When I was taken along it was a picnic or else it was a company outing where kids of the employees were not allowed. My father worked for this big MNC and he was in senior management. They always had these get together and company outings.
My father would take my mother and go for the outings. Whenever it was informal I would also go. It was during gone of these outings that I came to know what was really happening there. My mother was a simple house wife who adjusted well with living my fathers lifestyle of having guests over and organizing things for parties and stuff like that. She did her house chores and didn't want to spend too much time outdoors. She was sexy in a homely way, like she didn't wear anything exposing but had a good figure. She was on the fatter side with big ass and huge boobs which were always concealed in her sari. Very rarely did anyone get a glimpse of her cleavage which was really deep.
All that said I never had any sexual thoughts about her but like all adult males, I too wouldn't have missed a chance to see her naked. Up till now I had never ever got a chance. This one day we had gone on an outing with my dad's boss regional manager Mr. Sharma, territory manager Mr.Vicky Malhotra and my father's colleague Sunil and Deepak uncle. Sunil uncle’s wife Nidhi aunty was also there with us. We left for the farm out of town; this was the company farm, more like a trekking area. We reached there and I helped mom get the things out in a clearing right in the middle of the jungle. Nidhi aunty spread out the sheet and we all settled on it.
Just when we were about to sit I saw Mr. Vicky brush against Nidhi Auntie’s ass. She didn't notice it and I thought it was by mistake. Then all five men got the beers and started boozing. Mr. Sharma was very courteous and offered my mom the snacks. After a while came the big problem, there was no water and firewood; apparently someone had forgotten to get it along.
As junior guys Sunil uncle Deepak uncle and my father got up to go get the water and collect some wood. My mom said they should take me along too so that there will be help in getting the wood. I was not ready to go with them but my mom suddenly got very angry and said that’s why she don’t like to take me in these outings because I don’t obey her. I don’t understand why mom force me to go with them. So off we went, My father, Sunil uncle and Deepak uncle and me. We were all looking for wood and water from the nearby stream. Nearby still meant a one hour walk.
I really didn't want to walk so much and wasn't so enthusiastic about it so I just walked slowly and was lagging behind. Half way I had lost them, they were in their own world, talking business. I walked back taking a long route back. I came up on to the clearing from the other side and saw only Nidhi aunty and Mr. Vicky Malhotra was there. But My mom and Mr. Sharma was not there.
I was surprised, to see that Mr. Vicky was laying on the lap of Nidhi aunty and they were chatting and laughing for something. Suddenly I heard rustling sound in the nearby bush. I crept slowly sideways, not going into the clearing at all. I came up around the bush, hiding behind it, and what I saw could have killed me with a heart attack. My mom was lying on the other sheet we had got; her sari was all pulled up to her waist along with her petticoat. Her legs were spread out and her knees were pulled up giving Sharma the best position to lick her big cunt. I couldn't believe it that my demure mother was lying naked getting her cunt licked by another man than my father. Sharma was a big man but was still lost between my mother's huge thighs. I moved back till I had the view from right behind Sharma, facing my sleeping mom. Sharma had spread her engorged outer lips with his probing tongue. He licked her slit, open now, inside her inner pink cunt lips, ran his tongue all around the fleshy hole a deep red on the outside, pink on the inside. He swallowed her flowing juices, running from her pussy and wetting his face.

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My mom had one hand on his head and the other one she had in her mouth to stop herself from making too much noise. She had her eyes closed and was lost to the world. Sharma pulled himself up, wiping the wetness from his face. He was on his knees when he opened my mothers blouse and pulled her up to un-strap the bra. I couldn't see her nipples till one rolled to the side.

Sharma was covering the view. I had to shift position again to get a better angle. Sharma had her nipples aroused by pinching them, the brown areola stood hard. He then started sucking them like a baby, cupping her breasts underneath, pulling them up to press against his face. He sucked and played with her breasts for at list 5 minutes. He was literally rolling in them. While licking he raised his ass a bit, put his one hand down and held his cock. He was positioning himself to enter my mom. He shuffled a bit, put his cock in her wet entrance and waited a second just to be sure he was going the right way.
With his hairy chest resting on my mom's big boobs he swiped his cock head up and down her pulsing cunt lips. He spread them slowly. Then he moved the large black head down and entered her slowly, sliding inch after inch of his dick into her moist fuck hole. He kept moving forward until he was buried all the way into her cunt, his pubic hairs smashed against hers, till his balls were resting in the crack of her fat buttock cheeks.
He started riding his cock into her, pulling it back, pumping it in, slow, long, steady strokes. Then as my mom started moaning, lifting her ass up to meet his thrusts, he fucked her faster, making loud sloppy sounds. “FLOP, FLOP, FLOP, FLOP”. I could see his cock coming out glistening with her cum and again get lost in the pink hole. Her cunt had become a tight ring around his fat cock. He rested his shoulders on her and put both his hands below her ass cheeks, gripping her ass and lifting her more to smash his groin into her. His hands were small for her big ass.
He was still fucking her vigorously when I saw Mr Vicky was now playing and molesting Nidhi auntie’s breasts under her blouse sitting in the other sheet placed on the clearings.
Meanwhile Sharma had his ass tightened he was unloading his seed into my mom. This turned me on more seeing my mom take in someone else's cum into her pussy so willingly. My balls were about to burst. I had to control, then I saw Mr. Vicky was already removing his pants on the other side. Then he came near the bush with Nidhi aunty. Time was running out for them. My mom she was adjusting her dress. Mr. Sharma also putting his pants and adjusting it in the right position. Mom was laughing and saying to Mr. Sharma that this time he fucked her longer than the previous picnic. Mr. Sharma answered that after fucking her for all these years he was getting expert to handle her properly. Then Mr. Sharma said to Mr. Vicky to come behind the bush to take the position and said they are now ready to go to the clearings. Nidhi aunty asked my mom that she had the fun or not mom answered fucking anyone other than her husband was always gives her tremendous pleasure.
Nidhi aunty laid in the same position like my mom was and removed her sari and petticoat towards her waist. She also opened her blouse and removed her breasts. Then she said “don’t waists much time sucking my milk because time is running out. You should remember that in previous picnic you could not fuck me properly because of lack of available time.” “Yes your husband almost caught us that day” Mr. Vicky replied. Then he again said “don’t worry this time I will fuck you directly without wasting any time but you have to make me one promise that you call me in your house one day and let me enjoy your milk as long as I want.” Nidhi aunty said “Ok baba Ok, my son is just one year old and I should have milk in my breasts for another one or two years. I will arrange something for you and feed you as much as you wish”. Mr Vicky did not waste any time and entered her quickly. Nidhi aunty was already wet because Mr. Vicky was fondling and playing with her boobs when my mom and Mr. Sharma were fucking behind this bush.
Mr. Vicky started humping without hesitation, thrusting his cock in to her wet pussy. Within a minute he started pounding like an animal. Nidhi Aunties boobs were bouncing in every direction. Her eyes were closed but she was moaning very loudly.
Suddenly My mom called Mr. Vicky from the clearings saying “Mr Vicky she is moaning very loudly and our husbands may come by anytime.” Mr. Vicky and Nidhi aunty ware not in a mood to listen this advice. They ware really enjoying their fucking. Nidhi aunty was now sitting on top of Mr. Vicky’s hard cock and going up and down to take his road in and out. Vicky grabbed her flabby ass cheeks, shaking up and down. He raised himself up and caught one of the big nipples which were flopping about. He licked and sucked her nipples as she fucked him harder and faster. He had to leave her ass and grab the boobs to keep them from bouncing about. Nidhi aunties belly and now ass cheeks made a big flopping sound as she humped herself on him.
then suddenly she was started cumming heavily; Mr.Vicky was also shooting his cum into her pussy. She just fell exhausted over him, breathing hard. They didn't waste much time getting up and straightening themselves, I ran in to the woods and wanked my cock , I didn't need to do much , as soon as I touched my engorged cock I was erupting. I herd mom saying to Mr. Sharma “why don’t you send my husband in a office tour and come to my home one day. You come in the afternoon when my son will be in the college and we could enjoy some hard fucking session. Mr. Sharma promised my mom that he will arrange a tour very soon to send my father for an office tour for few days. This was too much for me. I returned much later to the clearing, till then my father was back and everyone was just starting to eat. Things were back to normal. No one would know till today.
 
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HOW MY MOM BECAME MY FRIEND


thanks for this story dear Dey Babu. I like English stories very much. keep it up!

rep added!

Response ... from an old friend , but in an unexpected way ...
Thanks ...

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FUCKING A RURAL HOUSE WIFE
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Rural women are doubtlessly hotter than the make-believe horny urban bitches. This is a true experience I encountered during one of my medical tours. My name is Mukesh Khanna. I work for a reputed multinational NGO as a doctor. My organization gives medical support to urban underdeveloped villages in India. For my organization I have to visit some of the north eastern zones of India for giving temporary medical support to the govt. health centres. I am 27 years old with a strong heavy macho physique. Most females in the city of Delhi admitted to me that I have a strong sex appeal. This way I had lots of chances to enjoy sex with numerous young sexy urban bitches. Once as usual I was traveling to a place called ------ in ------ which has large coal mines. In those parts the common transport are jeeps (other than the buses i.e.). When I got off from the train I realized I had lost the address and phone numbers I needed for references to reach my destination venue. I felt completely isolated in the unfamiliar place. The guy who had been traveling with me all the way from Delhi along with his wife and a just-born baby offered to help me out. He said I could come to his house and stay until I could locate my destination. I accepted his offer and joined him in his jeep. I was told it was about 2 to 3 hours drive to his house. His name was Lakhan Seth and his wife was Juhiya or something like that (I couldn’t understand their pronunciations properly). Lakhan Seth and his few other male friends sat in the front seats along with his wife and kid. I sat in the back side with all the luggage and goods. There was a partition between where I sat and the others in the front. We couldn’t see each other. Lakhan Seth seemed pretty inconsiderate towards his wife because a little later I smelt a lot of smoke from bidis which the men must’ve been smoking. Juhiya didn’t seem comfortable with all that smoke while bearing a child in arm, so she was told to sit in the back seat with me. Lakhan Seth didn’t seem to even bother letting his wife sit with a stranger in the partitioned back seat. Juhiya came and sat next to me as there was no other place with loads of parcels stuffed together with me. There was very little space for the two of us, hence terribly uncomfortable. Juhiya squeezed herself in whatever little space was there between the door and me. From the brief association with her, I noticed Juhiya was a shy and dominated woman. But she had a strong passion in her big wide beautiful eyes. She kept her entire body from head to toe covered under the saree so I could only see her eyes. Yet her overall figure confirmed that she was well-shaped inside. Even in the train I had noticed she had to frequently breastfeed the baby. Each time she secretly opened her blouse and bra to feed the baby my eyes tried to get a glimpse of her tits from any possible angle. I felt myself like another baby wanting to desperately suck on her nipples. When she sat sticking close to me, it was first her buttocks that pressed deep into my hand which was placed exactly under her buttock. Neither of us could avoid the situation due to lack of space. Knowing the helplessness, she didn’t seem to mind. But the heat from her ass was burning my hand and eventually the soul, sending a powerful temptation of lust for her. My mouth was watering and whole face was sweating. Juhiya noticed that and giggled a bit and looked the other way. I felt provoked by her laughing at me. So I tried to move my hand so as to feel her ass even more. This turned her on too. But being the typical shy and fearful village woman she didn’t say or do much except for closing her eyes tightly encouraging me to do more. I squeezed her ass nicely. Just then the baby cried again for milk. She looked embarrassed wondering how to feed the baby in front of me. I simply turned my face in opposite direction to make her feel comfortable. She covered her head and whole upper portion with the saree and carefully opened the blouse buttons and also the bra. I could see a shadow figure of her bare tits thru the thin saree material against the strong outside light. I felt possessed by an evil spirit forcing my hands to pull away the saree to get a mouthful of her huge balls. But due to the child I had to control myself. Yet at the slightest jerk of the jeep I tried to brush my hands or elbows against her most sensitive parts. She was getting the message and seemed to agree in co-operating with me but at a later time. Later when we reached their house I saw that Lakhan Seth owned a reasonably big bungalow. He said he runs a transport company and own quite a few trucks therefore has to often go outstation. He tried to convince me that even if he may not be there with us his wife will see to it that I am comfortable and fulfill all my needs.

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My mind had other wilder ideas about fulfillment of needs and waited eagerly to know when he had to leave for such an outstation trip and for how long would he be away. Next morning he told me he had to go to Madras and it might keep him away for nearly 15 days. Once again he gave lots of instructions to Juhiya that she should look after me very well and see to it that I am not deprived of any necessities. Saying so, he left Juhiya and me alone with the harmless kid. My mind could think of nothing other than the desire to have sex with Juhiya. I eagerly waited for any opportunity to see her in any sexy positions. My eyes were on high alert. The first day in their house, Juhiya served me a good wholesome breakfast but all the time her head and the whole body was fully kept covered under the saree. My desperation was growing to see her intimate parts. Immediately after serving me breakfast the child was crying. Juhiya ran to her baby to feed it. The child was lying in the main hall at the entrance. Their house is in a quiet isolated area so I think she was used to breastfeeding the baby even in the open room. Keeping her self covered fully in the saree was the only precaution she used to take. She didn’t know that the bright light from the doorway behind her gave me a nice shadow view of her luscious balls freed from captivity of bra and blouse. There was a stairway leading to some rooms upstairs. I quietly tiptoed to an upper level from where I could see her bare breasts more clearly. She didn’t know about it. I could hardly sleep that night. My dick was giving me too much trouble and my mouth kept imagining that it is the mouth of the baby sucking on Juhiya’s tits. The whole night I was looking out for any chance to see her somewhere in the house or to catch her doing something private. I was given a room upstairs and Juhiya’s room was downstairs. Time passed and it was 5am already. I kept looking for Juhiya. Then I saw her walking out of her room lazily stretching her body. She had not imagined I will be waiting looking out for her so early in the morning. That’s when I saw her with the saree falling off her shoulder carelessly. She was preparing to go for a bath. In the villages they usually don’t have bathrooms inside the house. It is usually located in the backyard or any other part of compound. These people had it in their backyard. It had three walls with a large bush in front instead of door and there was no roof. From my room upstairs I could see everything clearly inside the bathroom. I was peeping from my window when she looked up towards my room to see if I was there watching by any chance. I quickly hid myself. Then after a few minutes I peeped again. She seemed convinced that I may be still sleeping. Holy cow! It was the most memorable sight for me to see her slowly taking off the saree and then all the other clothes one by one. I saw her fully naked only for half a minute. After that she tied her petticoat above the boobs. I suppose that’s the traditional way for women to have bath in villages. She was pouring water all over her body and enjoying the fresh feeling. When she was applying soap she had to lift the petticoat for the insides. Those were the few other quick glimpses I got of her private areas. It was still little dark so I couldn’t see it all in much detail. But even that was hot enough to kindle the fire of desire in my body. I felt every nerve in me burning like coal from the mines. Juhiya had hardly finished her bath when the baby started to cry again. She looked angry that she can’t even have a proper bath because of the baby all the time crying. I saw her leaving everything as it was and running to her room in only the petticoat. In her room I heard her shouting and giving gaalis to the kid for being such a nuisance. To shut up the child’s crying I think she had to feed the baby again.

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I took opportunity of this moment. I quickly ran downstairs straight away barging into her room to ask if the baby was okay and if I could help in any way. Juhiya was shocked to see me suddenly and I was shocked to see that Juhiya had dropped down the petticoat and was sitting full naked since she didn’t expect me. We both were so shocked with the unexpected shocks. My throat ran dry. I was speechless. Since I had asked if there was any way I could help, she laughed shyly and said “What can you do? Can you feed my baby when I’m busy with something else?” I just smiled but didn’t move away from there. Instead I went closer to her and sat down on the floor. She was on her bed with legs down. I touched her legs gently and said “Now you have double responsibility. I am also thirsty for that milk. So now you have to breastfeed the baby as well as me”. She laughed again shyly. Then she held me by the arm and said “Saabji, please don’t sit down. Come, sit up on the bed”. As I sat on the bed she quickly pulled a bed sheet to cover herself. I pulled the blanket away again and threw it far off. There was nothing else nearby that she could use for covering her body. She simply made a gesture with her hand to say “Wait till the baby goes to sleep”. I was very pleased she agreed to my proposal. I was dying to get
my hands and mouth and dick to attack her body juicy body which was fresher after the bath. I was getting so desperate that I wanted to actually throw the baby out of the window. But I had now choice. It was not my baby. So I had to wait. After half an hour the baby was fast asleep. My eyes had not moved from her hardcore sex-bombshell of a body. She slowly looked to see what I was upto. I crawled on the bed and lie down putting my head in her lap. It was very warm. I kissed her navel and the whole stomach portion. There was lot of hair on her pussy like a dense forest. I brushed my fingers thru the mini jungle wet as if it had rained in the forest. They were her sexy juices, the first sign of orgasm and a green signal to take off to the seventh heaven. I helped her lie down as well and then licked up the whole frontal parts of her body. Later turned her over and did the same with the full back side. I specially enjoyed licking the ass and the cunt. Since she was already a mother of one child she also had good experience in sex. But her desperation for my dick told me that her husband did not satisfy all her sexual needs. Maybe because he was more busy earning money and not caring for her so much. She grabbed my dick violently and started madly biting on it like a bitch. It was painful for me but I didn’t want to disappoint her. With her continuous sucking on my dick suddenly there was loads of ejaculation flowing like a river. I let her drink quite a bit. The rest I poured all over her tits, stomach and pussy and spread it then licked it up myself for a long time. She opened her pussy flaps widely and begged me to quickly push in my dick which she dying for. We fucked and fucked for the next couple of hours. We practiced various styles in the following few days. After a week I remembered I had business to attend to. Juhiya had made me forget everything.
The day I had to leave she looked very sad. She requested me “why don’t you take me with you”. I told her that I like to take her with me but I don’t want your baby. She said I know how to get rid of my baby.I asked her how? She said she will give the baby to one of her close relative who is desperately looking to adopt a baby. I asked about her husband also. But she said she will manage him. I went to Delhi leaving her. After few days she send me a telegram saying that she is ready to leave. I went to the village to take her with me. She was waiting in the station. I asked her about the baby. She told me that she already given the baby to her relative and they are very very happy to get the child. And her husband also supported the idea as he was looking for a male child. I asked her how she managed her husband. She said her husband Lakhan went to Jharkhand today morning. After he was gone she wrote a letter to her husband explaining the reason why she is leaving him and requesting him not to search for her. Then she came to the station. I asked her how you know your husband will not search for you? she said she knows her husband very well. Her husband will be very happy to get rid of her. Because he can remarry again and try for a boy with his new wife. Now we are leaving happily as a husband wife and she gave birth of a beautiful boy.

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FUCKING MY BHABI


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Trouble

A few days passed without any thing. My Bhabi did not come. I could not take any advantage in the morning when my Bhaia went out for a walk. Because he used to go only after I left for office. I could not speak to my Bhabi regarding this because of his ever presence. I finally asked her one morning when I was about to leave for the office and my Bhaia was in the garden in our backyard.

"Bhabi please come today." I said

"Ok I will try"

"No try Bhabi you must come I need you very badly."

"Ok you go now it's getting late for you."

"Bhabi promise me you are coming today"

"Ok honey I promise, now go." She said.

"Yesss" I yelled and left for my office. My Bhabi was smiling as I left.

That night my Bhabi came late when everything was quite. She came stealthily and locked the door. I was waiting for her. She was also eager to have sex. She directly came in my arms. We hugged each other and kissed frantically. I was only in my shorts. I did not realize when my Bhabi removed it. She lifted her sari and spread her legs for me. The sex was really good that night. We were done with it in about half an hour.

"You are really a good lover honey" she said

"Thanks Bhabi"

"You make me feel so full 'there'" she blushed

"So please come tomorrow and everyday."

"That's not possible honey." She giggled.

"Why not Bhabi" I asked her in a pleading tone.

"I can not give an extra pill to your Bhaia every day"

"Then come without giving any extra pill"

"What if he wakes up and finds out?" she asked.

"Hmmm" I said disappointedly.

"We can do it on Saturday and Sunday mornings when you are at home and your Bhaia goes out for a walk" she suggested.

"That's great Bhabi but it feels great at night. I wish you come every night."

"Honey I will try to come as much as I can"

"Ok Bhabi"

"So now let me go dear."

I moved away from her and she quickly raced towards the bathroom.
 

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Unfortunately because of heavy workload we were all advised to do overtime and come on weekends. I was disappointed as this was going to undo my plans. We were also told that the situation will continue to remain so for at least three months. So our plans to have unrestricted sex on weekends were spoiled. My Bhabi would come to me only after four or five days.

My Bhaia did not notice anything unusual. My Bhabi was encouraged by this and her frequency of visits increased. She would come every alternate day. Only when she was experiencing her periods she would not come for a week. We were making very passionate love.

One night we were in the middle of our love making when I heard a knock on my door.

"It's Bhaia Bhabi." I said in a terrified voice.

"Rohan open the door your Bhabi is not in the house"

He thought my Bhabi went out some where but he did not suspect that she was with me. I was terrified and did not know how to react.

"Rohan dress up I will handle this" She said in a firm tone.

I was surprised and wondered what she was up to? I quickly pulled on my shorts and lay on the bed inside the covers. I was really terrified. My Bhabi pulled her sari down up to her feet adjusted her hair and got up from the bed. She then slowly walked towards the door. My heart was pounding as she removed the latch. She opened the door halfway, stepped out and quickly pushed the door back.

"What are you doing here?" My Bhaia asked loudly. I could hear him even though the door was closed.

"Let's go to our room I will tell you" My Bhabi said.

After a few seconds I heard the opening and closing of their door. I was curious and also worried. I was worried that my Bhaia would beat my Bhabi. Even though he could not use his right hand his left hand was enough to kill my Bhabi. I stood terrified outside their room listening to them. I was prepared to step in just in case.

"Ok tell me now what were you doing there?" asked my Bhaia.

"Listen now, our Rohan is no longer a kid" said my Bhabi.

"I know that, come to the point."

"You see he is now twenty four and his needs are not the same," said my Bhabi.

"What do you mean?" asked my Bhaia.

"Look I just want to tell you that.."

"Don't confuse me just tell me why you were there?"

A few minutes of silence and then my Bhabi spoke something which I never thought she could speak.

"What do you think two adults would do in the middle of the night in a closed room with lights switched off?"

"You bastard" My Bhaia shouted.

"Don't shout at me." My Bhabi yelled. She had taken an aggressive stand.

"Are you able to satisfy me for the last four years?"

"Did I spare any efforts to stimulate you?"

My Bhaia did not say anything. Probably he was stunned by my Bhabi's questions. She had directly attacked his manhood and humiliated him.

"Do I not have any feelings? Do I not have any desires? Am I too old not to have any sexual desire?" Her voice cracked.

After a few seconds of silence

"I have been serving you like a maid without any complains. I sponged you, cleaned your refuse when you were immobilized. I help you everyday to tie your shoes, put on your clothes." She was sobbing now.

"I do not have any existence. For the last four years I have not even gone out of the house. I have not seen a single movie; I have never been to any restaurant. I am just working as your maid servant." She was now crying loudly.

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FUCKING MY BHABI





PART1


My name is Rohan and I am from India. I am happily married with my wife for last ten years. We have two beautiful children. We live in a Mumbai suburb. I work for a big engineering company. My bhaia and Bhabi live in Nasik, a place not far away from Mumbai.

This is the last part of this story in page 3 .

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I felt sorry for my Bhabi. For the first time I realized what she was going through.

"Our Rohan is now twenty four and people are already bringing marriage proposals for him. What do you think when he gets married and moves out?"

"Is your pension enough for us to sustain?"

"By giving up to him I am ensuring he stays with us" She declared.

"Besides he is doing what you are not able to do" she humiliated him again.

"So what you want to do now? Want to kill me? Go ahead kill me and relieve me from my duties as your maid." My Bhabi was very angry. I was surprised how the tide was turned.

"But what you are doing is wrong" My Bhaia finally said something.

"Don't preach me what is wrong and what is right. In our time of distress nobody helped us not even your brothers and sisters." Her anger was spilling out of her voice.

"Our Rohan massaged you for more than one year; he took on all the household responsibilities. He even took up a job when kids of his age were enjoying."

"My heart went out for him everyday. Did you forget how many sacrifices he has made for our family?" She was now emotional.

"I know what I am doing is not moral as per the society in which we live. But I don't care for that society"

"It is pay back time now. I am doing exactly what I should do." She said in a very firm voice.

Nothing happened for a few minutes. I waited there for some more time but I did not hear any conversation between them. I assumed that they had settled in their beds and walked towards my room.

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New Beginning

Next day morning I was lying on my bed head down. It was already time to get up. But I did not have courage to face my Bhaia. I wanted to go to office to escape the embarrassment but how could I avoid my Bhaia? He would be in the living room watching morning news. I heard my door open but I still lay as I was. It was my Bhabi.

She came and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Get up honey" she said moving her hand over my back. I felt assured like a baby.

"Today your Bhaia has gone out for his morning walk earlier, may be he wants to avoid you."

Now I wanted to avoid him and he too wanted to avoid me. I got up from the bed and tried to kiss my Bhabi. She gently pushed me back.

"Ummm you need to brush your teeth before you put anything in your mouth"

She was right. I quickly got up and rushed towards the bathroom. I relieved myself, brush my teeth, took a shower and came out in the living room. My Bhabi had already arranged my breakfast and tea on the dining table.

"Wow it smells good Bhabi what have you made for me?" I asked

"It's your usual omelets and bread but with butter may be that's why it smells good"

I walked towards the table where she was standing and put my arms around her. She also put her arms around my neck and rested her breast against me. We kissed passionately.

"Bhabi I heard everything yesterday"

"You little rascal you were spying on us"

"No Bhabi I was standing there just in case Bhaia beat you"

"So did you hear everything?"

"Yeah everything”

She blushed as she poured some tea in my cup. I finished my breakfast and rushed to my office. That day in the office was very disturbing for me. I was not able to concentrate. I was waiting for 6pm. The watch never seemed to go forward. At last those long hours were over and I headed back to my home.

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My Bhabi opened the door for me. I went straight into my bedroom as wanted to avoid my Bhaia who was watching TV in the living room. But how long I could avoid it? I had to face him at the dinner table. I kept my head down at the dinner table to avoid eye contact with my Bhaia. My Bhaia was also doing the same thing. I hastily finished my dinner and went in my bedroom. It was too early to sleep so I picked up a book and started reading it.

It was around 11 pm when my Bhabi walked in and closed the door. I was surprised as she would normally come to me after mid night. She walked straight into my arms. I pulled her towards me and kissed her.

"Bhabi you are early today?" I asked her.

"You did not hear what your Bhaia said today"

"What did he say Bhabi?"

"He said he won't mind our relationship and even encouraged me to sleep with you everyday" she said brushing her nose against my chest.

I was delighted on hearing this. Now I understood why he did not say anything to me and why he avoided contact with me. He had probably accepted the reality that he was not going to be cured. It was in his own interest that he let his wife sleep with me instead of somebody else. This would have humiliated as the word would have spread about his condition.

"Oh Bhabi" I said and moved on top of her.

I kissed her gently. She was moving her fingers through my hair. She pulled me close to her and put her arms around my back. I was now resting on her soft body. Her breasts were pressing against my chest. I was feeling their softness. I moved my face over her breasts and started rubbing it against her breasts. She was now moaning with pleasure and excitement. I kissed her breasts over and over again.

"Uhh Rohan that's feeling so good" and she pressed my head against her breasts.

I was not wearing any T-shirt so when she pulled my shorts in a flash I was naked.

"Oh Bhabi" I sighed.

"Let me see how my Rohan looks" she said.

For the first time since our first encounter we were in the bed with lights on. She pushed me away from her so that she could have a look at me. I was ashamed the way she was watching me. She moved her hands over my chest and my shoulders. My dick was fully erect but it was resting against her thighs.

"Rohan I want to see 'it'" she said.

I was ashamed and reluctantly moved away from her.

"Wow" she was stunned to see my fully erect dick.

"It is so red and thick" she said.

My dick is not long enough but I think it is certainly good across (thick).

I again moved on top of her as I was ashamed the way she was watching me.

"Hey Rohan don't be so ashamed. It's ok. It's just you and me."

"Bhabi please"

"It's ok Rohan look at me"

I looked in her eyes. She was looking lovingly towards me.

"Rohan don't be shy. Remove my blouse…….mujhe pura nangi kordo."

"Oh Bhabi mujhe aj sharam aha rahi hai"

" Rohan now you are my man. Mujhe tumare samne aj nangi honi hai"

She then gently pulled me towards her and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"You know Rohan you have made me a woman again. You make me feel wanted and loved. I would have become mad if this had not happened between us."

"Oh Bhabi I love you. You are so sweet."

"I love you too honey."

"You know Rohan how frustrated I was for all these years?"

"I can understand Bhabi"

"You can't understand it Rohan the agony through which I have gone"

"I know Bhabi"