There are few relationships in life that are most sacred. Having a relationship with a family member is seen not just as a taboo but as a shameful act. Hi,mail me at [email protected] after you’re done reading if you have no such beliefs,just like me.
I was torn between my opinion of myself and my desires the moment I laid my eyes on Ruchika. My parents had met her’s and she was to marry my brother. I couldn’t be more stupefied. Compared to my pot bellied although successful brother, Ruchika was a Goddess. Standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall, she was wearing a pink saree that covered a massive 38 inch chest, followed by silky fair 24 inch midrif adorned by a round belly button, and curving outwards into a 35 inch hip, ending in round firm sexy buttocks. The light pink lipstick and dark mascara on an angelic face, hair up to her shoulders – man!
But I was a good brother. The next few weeks I spent as a happy guy pleased to see his brother get a great wife.
The wedding was a simple affair yet a costly one with both sides splashing money to top the other. It took a few weeks for the excitement to die down and life was normal. We used to chat a lot, mostly instigated by me. Living in a 4 bedroom apartment with my parents, bro and bhabhi meant many run ins with her during the day and I took every opportunity I got to talk to her.
Soon the honeymoon period was over and my brother’s work took first precedence and he engrossed himself completely, travelling sometimes for weeks. Bhabhi used to work hard and without much reward. Physical reward.
This is where I came in to the picture. I was the only one who kept Ruchika entertained. See we used to share a bath, my brother and I, and the double doored bathroom became our daily haunt. We used to chat everyday at some time or the other and share chocolates and other goodies. I became her friend and confidant. Somedays she would be really sad and being the nice guy I was, used to smuggle in cans of beer that I used to slip into her hands, much to her delight.
I guess an innocuous comment from the maid triggered it all off. She remarked how my t-shirts were wet every morning in the clothes hamper. I never pay attention to household matters so I ignored the comment.
It was around 12 that night when I heard the sound of a key drop. A strange beam of light was in my room. It was coming from the bathroom. My lucky stars! Ruchika bhabhi used to have her ipod on at night and had probably brushed accidentally against my side of the bedroom door and knocked off the key.
I was shaking like a leaf when I knelt beside the door and peered inside. There she was, Ruchika, taking her saree off. She unwrapped the silk and stood staring at the mirror in her blouse and petticoat. I was stunned. Automatically my hands pulled out my cock and I watched transfixed. She removed her headphones and kept the pod aside. I felt my cock stiffen up to its hardest ever as soon as she began opening her blouse. This had to be seen to be believed. Her tits were enormous and the white bra she had on barely held them together. Then she let her petticoat drop and I was in heaven watching my bhabhi in her bra and panties.
Then the unthinkable happened. She gathered up her saree and opened the clothes hamper. The saree went in and out came my t-shirt. She stared at it for a while, the bringing it to her face she smelt it. Like a fool I wondered what was going on till she started to rub my t-shirt on her body,all over. She had the hots for ME? I couldnt believe my eyes. What happened next blew my mind. She hooked her fingers into her panty and pulled it down to her knees and crushing the t-shirt into her groin she started to rub herself down there. As she closed her eyes and started to breathe heavily I knew I had her. I was stroking myself in the same frenzy as her. All those thoughts about screwing her were back in my mind.
She finished and watching her orgasm so did I. Realized then that my sweet pious bhabhi was masturbating herself with my t-shirt at night and washing them early morning leaving no signs of her dirty work. I had a surprise waiting for her next morning.
She woke up as usual and came to the bathroom first, and I was waiting there for half an hour already. It was perfectly executed. She stood in the doorway shocked the moment she came in. The t-shirt was in my hand I had a strange calm look. “Don’t worry, relax bhabhi” I said.
“What do you mean?”,she enquired acting naive.
I smiled at her, walked by her and said, ” i’ll tell the maid I cleaned my own t-shirt” and walked out after leaving the t-shirt behind. She didnt say a word and I knew I had her where I wanted her.
The whole day she avoided me, running around the apartment working in a frenzy,probably to forget the morning drama.
It was around 11 at night and she was preparing dinner. Dad and mom were watching tv and my brother would be coming late. I quietly stepped up to her and said, “at least you could’ve spared my favourite t-shirt” – she spun around and put her finger to her lips begging me to be quiet.
” I want you bhabhi”, I was firm and clear as I looked into her eyes.
“No, we cant..we..” I didnt let her finish and reached out to grab her waist.
“No! Please dont..am married to your brother..we cant do this”
“What marriage bhabhi? You cook and clean and make yourself available for him, this is slavery not marriage..what about love and affection?”
“Your brother loves me but…”
“But what!? He loves you like a man loves his pet”
Tears rolled down her eyes. Hearing my mom coming this way we quickly dispersed. That night my bhabhi was very quick in the bathroom and I realized she did not pleasure herself like everynight.
I waited for my chance, finally found an opening next afternoon. Dad and mom were going out to meet friends and I would be alone with bhabhi.
I was fully erect even at the thought. I was going to get about half an hour tops and I planned to utilize it fully.
Ruchika bhabhi was in the store room. I entered quietly. She had her back to me and I grabbed her from behind pulling her towards me. She was terrified and almost screamed. I put my palm across her mouth and told her dad-mom will be back in 30 mins. She relaxed a little, but stayed very quiet. This was my dream come true.
I brought my right hand in front to her waist and gently stroked it, my left hand busy removing strands of hair from her neck. Gently I kissed her bare shoulder, her back, her long neck. She let out occasional sighs, twisted her head left and right in tune to my roaming mouth discovering her sexy back.
I pushed in with my groin and started a slow grind into her buttocks with my dick. Now with both hands on her stomach I reached higher towards her breasts. Then I had them in my hands, her boobs, tight, firm and soft like cotton. She couldnt control herself much longer and turned around reaching for my lips. We both stopped for just a moment looking at each other’s eyes and then wham! We locked lips.
It was a beautiful moment. We kissed passionately for the next 10 mins, hugging each other tighter and tighter into ourselves. Our tongues rubbing against each other, feeling our teeth with our tongue, licking lips and salivating at the thought of us together, finally.
The door bell rang and we awoke from a dream it seemed. I quickly pulled out of our embrace but bhabhi was still dazed and I kept the door open to let fresh breeze in to calm her.
Again I waited, agonizingly. It was around 9 at night that dad-mom were watching tv. I waited for bhabhi to leave the room and as soon as my parents were engrossed in the world of soap operas I quietly made my way to my room. I had picked up a dozen roses earlier and hid them there. She was expecting me to pounce on her again, but I just handed her the flowers. I could see she was dumbfounded and her eyes were filling up with tears. She wanted to say something.
” I know you can’t keep them here bhabhi..so put it in a vase and leave it in my room would you? You are always welcome to come see them..anytime..” and I left and went back to the tv.
I guess it was destined for us to sleep together, for my brother came back with news that he’d be travelling to Mumbai for a day just the next day. I remembered the next day was also the funeral of a neighbor and my parents were expected to be there. I guess we both knew of the impending affair.
The next day my brother left early, around 5 am. My parents wished him off at the door and went back to bed it seems. It was my bhabhi who woke me, by gently stroking my chest. She had come in through the bathroom. I pointed to my door then realized it was already locked. She had locked it. I was never more aroused. She had actually planned to fuck me.
She removed my t-shirt giving me a sly smile, perhaps remembering the t-shirt saga. She then reached for my tracks and started pulling it down and I realized our affair had changed my timid bhabhi into a new woman. She had been pulling down my jockeys as well and my cock jumped out soon enough. She stood up and I saw her in the dim light, clad in a thin lingerie. Kneeling down beside me she grabbed my cock and I watched as my bhabhi shoved my dick in her mouth. I was in heaven for the next few mins as Ruchika, my brother’s wife, my bhabhi who generally takes the mother’s place sucked on my cock. I reached below and gripped her thighs and then moved my hands behind her to caress her buttocks. I wanted her to feel the same pleasure and I reached in between her legs. Raising her lingerie upwards I finally reached paradise with my fingers. There we were, bhabhi and devar. My fingers rubbing her wet shaved pussy while she held onto my cock and started out on a handjob. Both our hands worked frantically and we made each other come for the first time. She pulled my cock into her mouth and sucked out every drop.
I woke up late. Feeling wonderful. The wait till late afternoon for my parents to leave was killing me. The moment I had closed the door on my parents that bhabhi appeared behind me. She was looking amazing in a red saree and matching bangles and earning. “May I see my roses dear?” she asked.
We never got to the roses, or even my room for that matter. Holding her hands as we walked, we automatically turned towards each other and reached out and kissed. I began to strip her in the hallway itself and so did she. Soon I was naked she was in her bra and undies. It was a magical moment when she unclasped her bra. It opened to reveal the most fantastic pair of knockers I have ever seen. I was wrong about them being 38 it seemed, they were marvellous, and topped off by large one inch nipples hanging like two sweet grapes off her titties. I grabbed and squeezed them both while she made crazy moans. They wouldnt even fit into my hands and am 5’11″ so you can understand these were huge. As I sucked on her nipples she muttered obscenities – ” fucker, fucking your brother’s wife..fucking your bhabhi..oh God!”
Pushing her against the wall I pulled down her panties. This was even more beautiful. I couldnt help myself as I pounced on her pussy with my lips, licking, sucking, biting her pussy lips. She was trying to breathe normally but couldnt, kept gasping for air, her body twisting and jerking now as I inserted one, then two fingers inside her cunt. She was whimpering like a dog, biting onto her lips to keep herself from screaming.
I was mad seeing her this way, acting like a complete whore,senseless with passion.
Lifting her up I slammed her body over the dining table and climbed over her. Slowly I began to get inside of her, the feeling was exquisite. Never have I felt such pleasure, of feeling my throbbing dick inside such a warm cunt.
Grabbing her hands I held her down as I began going in and out and in and out of her cunt. She was such a good fuck. She had been screwed many times before it seemed and knew how to make her cunt walls squeeze a cock and keep it warm.
” aah..aah…aah..aah..fuck fuck fuck” she kept screaming as I pounded her hole. We didnt care if the neighbors heard or not we just went to town with our love making. It lasted about 30 mins and we were spent.
Normally it takes me about half an hour to get erect again, but watching her lie there, nude, on the dining table, with her legs spread and her body glistening with sweat I found myself hard again in 10 mins.
This time she was more scared than glad as she found me climbing the table, my penis hard as a rock.
” No…nooo..no please” she pleaded but I had other plans. Turning her around I lay on top of her again and started to push myself inside.
“Not my butt..oh dear..even your brother has’nt…nobody has…please dheere se..softly please..” she whined as I entered her asshole. Her whining continued for the next 10 mins as I fucked her virgin ass,releasing all my sperms inside her butthole.
It took us about an hour to clean the mess we made of the living room but it was worth every trouble I had to take, she was worth it.
This did not finish here, for Ruchika and me were now lovers, and I waited for the night to reclaim my rights.
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