Delicious Pussy Of Bhabhi – Part 1

Yo its kk again, from mumbai, 22 yrs old, fair and athletic, presenting another story for you people to enjoy. My email id is [email protected]. so coming to the story, this happened with a 33 years old hot bhabhi. I was 20 yrs old when it happened. She was a housewife, with big breasts, that bounce and shake, when ever she walks. She’s actually medium built or you can say healthy, which you people also call, flesh at the right places.

Her hips were wide, which looked very sexy in saree. She had a little bit of tummy, which again were adorable in saree as her stomach area used to be exposed. She was wheatish in complexion which i liked because it looked simple and hot. Her ass had right amount of flesh which jiggled in her saree as she walked. We all know that when a woman puts on weight, she starts looking attractive. But she wasn’t heavy or fat, just enough flesh to devour. She lived in the colony, where i lived. She has a girl child of 9 yrs and her hubby works in some company. I always used to watch her.

The first time when i saw her, i was spell bound. She looked so hot in her thin, semi-transparent saree, that i really felt my whole body respond to it. Attraction is a powerful gift. Its natural. It draws you towards a thing and makes you adore it. In this case, its that hot bhabhi. We all know forbidden fruit tastes delicious and all. She really was awesome. She always exposes her sexy body in her saree. I dont know whether she does it intentionally or not but i have never seen her hiding her assets. Always her naked belly would be peeking from the sides of her saree, and her navel would be always deliciously exposed. I always wanted to lick and suck her navel and adore it. It was deep and well-rounded. And a navel looks the best in a saree. Saree is a clothing which makes a woman look beautiful and feminine.

A saree clad woman always looks hot. Thats why in movies and serials they get the actresses dressed in sarees and the saree does its magic. Women look really hot in that clothing. So coming to the story, from the moment i saw that bhabhi, i wanted to make love to her. I wanted to feel her, fuck her, suck her, kiss her, and what not. But with respect as i had said earlier in my previous story. I never force women in to anything, if she’s willing to have sex with me, only then i’ll go for it, or else i won’t even touch her. My whole life i’ll just just masturbate and pass away but will never do anything to her, without her consent. That bhabhi was a sex-bomb according to me, you won’t be able to resist if you once see her. I always watch her when she goes to drop her daughter for school and tution. I used to study in my drawing room when she passes through my house to drop her daughter. After seeing her, i can’t concentrate on studying. One look of her in a day, results me in masturbating for a whole week.

I just desired and adored her in my heart. I always thought, how would it feel to rub my hard-on against her saree clad bubbly ass. How would it feel to actually hold her and fuck her. But there’s a difference between imagining and seeing. If you see something, you can touch and feel it , and know that yes, its real. Sorry i’m dragging your focus away but what to do, she’s that tempting. There’s no way i can go and talk to her straight because every one knows, what do i gotta do with her because i nor my mom ever talked to her. People would have doubted right then and there that something is wrong with this guy. But yes, sometimes my mother used to talk to her if they come face to face. And that occasional talking, opened a door for my cock to enter her pussy. Once i saw her talking to my mom. Later my mom told me that she was asking about me, my brother, our family and all. She came to know that my holidays were going on and i was almost free now. So the next day onwards she started talking to me, asked about my studies and all.

Then slowly she started sending me to shops for her house hold needs. i was happy to help as that time i was completely ” vela”. I normally used to give her the grocery items at her door step itself and return to my home even though she often insists me to come in to her home. But boys my age will understand how uncomfortable we feel when we face these kind of situations. so one day, she won and i lost. She called me in but i said i’m ok here. She insisted still i denied. Then she said ok, you don’t wanna come in, don’t come.

And also no need to help me with the grocery items. I said no bhabhi, please don’t do like this. I’m happy to help you. But you are unhappy to get in to my house, right. The condition is clear, i will only accept your help if you come in to my house, or else i won’t accept your help. I dont like it when you just hand me over the items and go home. You are helping me so generously, the least i can do is get you a glass of water or coffee. Even before i could open my mouth she said, aandar aata hai ya teri mummy se shikayat karun. No matter how muscular and dare-devil kind of guy you are, aapni mummy ka naam sunte hi sabki band bajti hai.

So having no option ahead of me, i got in to her house for the very first time. There was nothing different with her house because every house in the colony was engineered in the same way. Only the ” vaastu shastra “was different. Forget about the house bro i was just stuck with this voluptuous women. I always felt like making love to her, right then and there, whenever i saw her. And the kind of sarees she wears, man such beautiful soft sexy sarees. I remember all the sarees she had worn. So she offered me water after making me sit in a single sofa set.

Then we talked for some time and then i left. This continued for some days. Then one day she said that her hubby has to go to their native for acquiring some regional certificates. She would be alone for may be 2 weeks. She said i would be talking to your mom so that she allows you to sleep in my home in my hubby’s absence. Believe me my friends, till today, i have slept in almost all the houses in our colony and also around my mom’s friends circle aunty’s homes. No don’t worry. I haven’t had sex with all those women, just went there, slept in their homes, gave them some decent company and then back to my home. So later on she got my mom’s permission and i was expected to go to her house to sleep in the night. So her dear hubby left, and the time arrived for me to go to her house at night. There is one thing my friends. You will never get sleep in some body else’s home.

So all the way i was thinking what to do to pass the time. But i could think of nothing and reached her home. She greeted me at her door and welcomed me in. She was wearing a very thin white saree. As i said earlier that she wears very very thin and sexy sarees. Obviously my cock had to wake from its sleep. She walked ahead of me, exhibiting her healthy ass for me, driving me crazy. Then she bent and was dusting the sofa set for me to sit. I felt like burying my face in her ass and just chew it. Then she offered me the seat and sat infront of me. She said, so here you are, you might be feeling bored na, to sleep at my house. I thought o wow, you can read minds of people. Yeah it was boring but the woman with whom i would be sleeping, wouldn’t be that boring. Ha ha ha. She clicked her fingers, hey where have you been ? No no nothing.

Just, thinking something. She said, come on, you can say it to me. I said, no its ok. She said, come on, dont be shy. I said, no nothing, its cool. She said, come on na baba, say it. I thought in my mind that what would i say to you woman that i wanna fuck you right now ? Huh, please drop the matter bhabhi, i said in my mind. Then she saw that i wasn’t responding, she again clicked her fingers, hey you day-dreamer, get back to me and started giggling. I thought, o well, the very first day itself i got my legs pulled. Can it get any worse ? Lets see. Thank god she dropped the topic and asked me so shall we go to sleep ? I said ok. She said, ok lets move. I followed her sexy behind and we reached her bedroom. She said, ok lets go to sleep. I was like what, your kidding me! Seeing my shocked face she said, l dont want to admit but i am scared sleeping alone.

I want some one near by me during sleeping. And i am 10 to 13 years elder to you so whats the problem ? I said no thats not the issue, its just, i have never slept beside anyone i am not familiar with. She looked at me and said so i am a stranger to you. I said no bhabhi, i didn’t mean that. She giggled and said, its always fun to tease young boys. I thought, what am i, a toy ? No problem, anything for you bhabhi. Then she moved to the left side of the bed and offered me the right side. I went and before lying down, i asked, dont you wanna change ? She said what ? I said your clothes, i mean, isn’t it uncomfy sleeping in a saree ? She said oh this, i am habituated to sleep in a saree. So no problem. And thank you for asking, its so sweet. I laughed. Then we lied down on the bed. There were blankets lying at the feet. It was not cold but not hot either.

Then we started talking as we were not getting sleep. At last there was nothing left to talk. Then she turned towards me and said, you like me, dont you ? I started stammering, no its nothing like that. You liar. I have caught you many times looking at me. As i said, i am 13 yrs older than you. You cannot hide your intentions from me. My husband never satisfied me. He loves me thats for sure but he never cared about my sexual needs. And it doesn’t mean that i’m gonna do it with any one possible. I will only do it with one, whom i really like. And you, young man, are going to get some real experience tonight. I was scared and excited at the very same time. She caught my face and turned towards her.

Then came near me and whispered in my ears, if you are really a man, prove it to me. Or else i would assume that you are no real man. That was the turn on trigger to be pulled and all of a sudden i flipped her around and was on her. she said, calm down boy, we have a lot of time ( 2 weeks ) . I said who knows whats gonna happen tomorrow. For me its now or never. Saying this i kissed her just on her lips. Then broke the kiss and looked at her. We both smiled again joined our lips but this time with open mouths. We kissed with ease, not hurriedly but with passion and longing. We used to kiss, break and look. This felt so hot that already we laboured to breathe. Then we joined our lips in one long hungry kiss which seemed to ignite our lust further. I broke the kiss, looked at her and said, you want a man tonight dony you ? Say it woman, do you ? She said lustfully, yes .

I said then take it. I kissed her neck, and kept kissing and sucking it wetly. She started breathing heavily. I tasted sweat on her neck along with the taste of her skin. I stuck my tongue out and gave her neck a long lick. Then holding her face, i stuck my tongue out and licked her lips, once, twice and then moved down to her stomach. Sniffed her belly through her saree, then caught her saree at her hips and slid it aside to uncover her naked belly. I caught her hips with both hands and squeezed it. She jerked. Then i gave a long wet lick, across her entire belly. She shivered at this. Savouring her belly’s taste, i started giving love bites on her stomach. I sucked, licked and literally tasted her belly portion and then looked at her face. She was enjoying to the core. I went up to her breasts and pressed my face against her breasts, through her pallu.

I loved the smell of her breasts and even loved the feel i was getting because of the saree’s soft material. I chewed her left breast, through her saree. She screamed and caught my head and pushed me more in to her breasts. I slowly slid her pallu down, caught her blouse at the cleavage area and then tore it open. Her breasts jiggled like jelly. She was clad in a pink bra. The bra was so skimpy that even her areolas were half-visible. And her cleavage looked so soft, without any delay, i took as much boob flesh as possible, in to my mouth. I sucked hard causing her to jerk again. I left her boob flesh with a “pop” sound. Then i lifted her bra cups and took her left boob’s nipple, in to my mouth.

I sucked on it lovingly. Did the same with her other booby too. Then i lifted her and made her stand in the middle of the room. Behind her, was a wall, and i pushed her backwards and her back was against the wall. I walked towards her slowly. She was breathing heavily. Her naked breasts were heaving up and down. Her sexy waist, all exposed in that saree, was looking damn tempting. There were sweat drops on and around her belly. I went near her, and grabbed the back of her neck. Looked at her, brought my lips and her lips close to each other and stopped. Felt her heavy breathing on my lips and then licked her lips 4 to 5 times, giving a gap of a few seconds.

Then she tried kissing me but i stopped her. Then i went down, inhaling her breasts on the way, and reached her belly. I hungrily licked and sucked all the sweat beads around her belly and then tongued her navel teasingly. She caught my head, clutching my hair tightly. After enjoying her navel, i went a little more downwards, and buried my face in to her saree pleats inhaling deeply. She jerked again. I rubbed my face on her pussy, through her saree. The fabric of her saree was so soft and sensual, that i got the hardest erection of my life. Her pussy smell, through her saree drove me crazy, along with her sweat. Gotta stop here, soon be back with the part 2. Till then enjoy.

Delicious Pussy Of Bhabhi – Part 1