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Hi, All readers. The only reason I am still writing these erotic encounter is definitely the feed back and comments from you all. I am positive that in the coming days you would continue to do so, since this is the only delight I get to keep you happy by posting more and more. Though I find very little time amid my daily routine to keep posting at this wonderful site, when I read your comments in my inbox I get rejuvenated and spend the extra hour in office in order to make you happy and horny. As always I am a firm and staunch supporter of lesbian erotica the following is yet another saga of the tundra & mantra of women in love. Our heroin Malathi alias Mala narrates the incidents that had taken place between her and her young student of the English department at the University in the small sleepy temple town of Chidambaram 200 kms away from Chennai. Characters are our heroin a typical south Indian lady who stands at 5.6 inches high close to 65 kgs flesh evenly distributed and a perfect creation by Lord Brahama and aged 39. The young horny and daring girl whose family tree travels to the Aryan fort of Gujarat. Any further description of this lovely girl is only a waste of time. My hand swept across her young twenty four year old chest, touching so lightly the small rounded swell of her breasts. Through the dark blue of her flimsy top you could see the erection of her nipples that her bra failed to conceal, the anticipation of this moment that resided within her body. She giggled and laughed, her face blushed red, yet she did not pull away or force my hands from her body, she could barely hold eye contact with me, but that was through shyness and excitement and through the lack of experience one gets at her tender age.

I felt the soft tender skin just above the plunging neckline, my hands sweeping over them, stroking, caressing the supple beauty only a few millimeters from me now, was she. Her face continued to blush, to grow like a ravaging heat, flames of passion that consumed every inch of her delectable body. God how I wanted to taste her, to feel her face press against mine, lips to lips, tongues dancing, cavorting with the passion of innocence and desire of lust. I couldn’t wait, deny myself this moment, my face inched towards hers, and she followed, responding drawing closer till lips did meet. My left hand rested on her shoulder, the thin strap of her top just beneath my flesh, whilst my right hand cupped so lightly the wondrousness of her breast, the rounded, self supporting thirty two b shape of flesh that was so dramatic and filled with bliss. She wanted me, which truly did surprise me, and I certainly sought her, she could learn and enjoy so much, become a pupil in ways of pure sexual education, to be brought to pinnacle of desire, to have her own gender slowly, erotically tease, kiss touch and caress a body that was designed for such pleasures now that it was of legal age. The first kiss was tentative, my hand swept down her shoulder, slowly drawing the strap from its resting place, returning eventually back to the breast which it longed to feel. My mouth enveloped her, lips touching hers.

Consuming them in a slow, erotic and gradual embrace, that allowed my tongue to slip into the moistness of her oral domain. Slowly I felt her hands rest against my hips, feeling the curvy shape, touching the material that hid the naked sensitive flesh beneath it. Our bodies tingled with a vibrancy that was unique; a sensation that I truly, in all honesty believe only another female can really create. The embraces grew more passionate, temperatures rising, my hands lightly teasing touching the body that hid beneath the apparel of what she was wearing. Slowly in between the moments of languishing soulful, dramatic embraces upon her, I slid the front of her vest like top down, exposing the soft beauty of swell. My hand cupped the breast, felt and massaged it, as the kissing grew more enchanting, now her hands were on my head, finger entwining in my hair, lightly drawing me nearer, closer to her, so she could bask in full unadulterated pleasure of what was being bestowed upon her. My hands swept over her supple curvaceous body, roaming with diligence and respect, causing tingling sensations and nerve ends to ignite, become alive and vibrant as she sample the pleasures of true dedicated lesbian lust. Her chest rose dramatically, nipples becoming more and more erect, I could feel them throbbing, the power, the arousal, the heat which raged within her was like a small internal turbine that truly was on the point of over heating. Finally we pulled away, despite it being with reluctance, she tasted sweet, young and gorgeous, an addiction which I could quite easily become happily a junkie to.

She smiled, her face a flush, her eyes glowing with the power of arousal, her body a shimmering, aching vat of desire that had now begun to ignite and spark. One hand holding tenderly her tight rear, the other softly stroking her chest whilst both my lips and tongue kissed, licked the breadth of her chest from one shoulder to the other. Slowly I scooped downwards, my hands drawing the top down from her breasts, pulling the material as tight as I could so that finally I would get to see one of the many enchanting and glorious prizes that this young excitable lover had to offer me. She drew me back up, her hand cupping my head, her face inching towards mine as we kissed with an electrifying delight; mouths swarming eating, caressing each other, feeling the throb of desire and yearning of lust consumed our bodies. God I needed her!! Long lingering kisses that gave out loud smacks as lips meshed with lips and tongues teased and darted, exploring the others oral chamber, dancing and cavorting, hands held the other tight, locked in some orgasmic embrace that was used to satisfy the other that each of us felt the same way. How my clit throbbed, pounding between my legs, locked up in those tight panties, its smooth hairless moistness saturated already as finally I began to make my move I drew both shoulder straps down from where they lay, unwrapping the silken beauties that were her chest. The mounds of flesh so sweet, pert and erect, skin that tingled and buzz, vibrantly filled with the pleasure of what she knew was coming next. Slipping the top further down past her waist, descending with it, until the seductive sight of her flat taut stomach stood before my eyes. There I stopped mouth open, my hunger for her immense unable to resist, my mouth latched onto her right breasts with a lovers delight. Her hand ran through my long black hair, as she felt my lips close around the swell of her bosom, she murmured, followed by her head rising upwards to the roof, eyes closing and as she basked in the gift of delight whilst I continued to nuzzle at her luscious breast.

With one of my hands behind her, stroking gently her spin, fingers running down, my other hand then began to draw the top further downwards, past the skirt that she wore, which were truly tight and revealing. As the top descended so did I allowing my tongue to slide down the flawless silk surface of her body, lingering everywhere, swirling all over, feeling the pleasure of her dramatic, sensual body. Finally the top was down at her ankles, my hands helping her to step from its clutches, then moving back up and unfastening the denim skirt, which came down easier than I had thought they would. She stepped out from both pairs, now only wearing a pair of panties, that were shaped high leg and tight against her mound. My mouth kissed the surface of her thigh, teeth clenching at the panties, pulling them and letting them snap back against her body. One hand skillfully roamed upwards, gliding almost up the left outside leg, that left her in rapturous bliss, as slowly I guided her round so that she could face me and feel the true power of a females mouth and what exactly it could incur upon another the same gender., She breathed so deeply, murmuring so lovely, her tongue ran over her own lips; she rested against the wall, her hands not sure where to put them selves, as I bestowed kiss after kiss upon the nakedness of her stomach. Allowing my tongue to glide, to swirl and pleasure the indentation of her navel, working its way downwards towards the hidden mound of her sex that lay beneath the panties which she wore so delectably.

Long exuberant kisses, mouth fully open, feeding of the sweat of this lovely creature’s body, hearing her murmur with delight, coo with pleasure as her body shimmered under the assault of my seductive powers. Hands touching, swirling over flesh that sparkled and waited impatiently to feel the bequeath meant of my lips, mouth opened to its extremer ties, consuming all that it could in the most erotic and potent manner that I knew how. I looked up at her and smiled, she glanced down, a face that was a torturous picture of delight, wrought with the sensations the likes of which she had never befriended before now plagued her. Feelings of erotic arousal, mixed with the plague of carnal lust and explosion of sexual energy which rattled through her bones. My fingers hooked themselves around the top of her panties, I felt her body shudder with delight as slowly, teasingly I began to draw them down, a broad unforgiving and erotic smile on my face that told of she had felt nothing compared to the moments that now were coming. As I drew them down, my lips continued their soulful assault upon her stomach, kisses that were spectacular and orgasmic, designed to be provocative and arousing. A little wiggle of her hips signified that finally the panties were free; they fell to the floor, a crumpled heap around her ankles, no longer were they a barrier to my or her pleasure.

My left hand touched and skimmed the newness of her flesh, the flesh which now was totally and utterly naked, a body that finally was able to be viewed as it should be, a celebration of tender flesh and ripe sumptuous figure that craved to be explored by another of the same gender. Instinctively almost her legs opened for my hand, which swept inwards and across, helping, guiding her to part those long sexy legs, a guide that wasn’t really required. I could smell the mustiness of her desire from where I was crouched, I didn’t doubt either that she could feel the hotness of my breath or the anticipation and yearning to get this on. Slowly my hand rose up the inside of her leg, sideways on, my mouth moved towards the crevice where stomach and thigh meet, a kiss was followed instantly by the first ever female touch of her moist warm sex, which caused a huge explosion of desire to overload her young body. She murmured and sighed deeply, her breathing ragged and lustful, her heart pounding, her eyes closed with desire, head swung upwards and backwards as she savored the bliss which she undoubtedly had never before tasted. Each kiss, each caress caused a minor irruption within her, a new burst of vigor and desire to following hot on the coat trails of the last one which hadn’t quite done all of its majestic work. Her pussy was tight and sweet, hot and moist, dew drops of passion formed, the lips semi parted, the clit clearly be seen. My fingers teased, stroked and entered the moistness of her fleshy folds, letting every movement that occurred cause wondrous sensations that burnt deep into her soul. She could barely contain the desire, the bliss and delight that now constantly surged throughout her form, her face abandoned to the bliss, lost of euphoria that was endless and enchanting if not hypnotizing

Fingers pressing, sliding back and forth, lightly entering the silken domain of her sex had erotic consequences for my young lover, she purred like a kitten, soon began swaying, rocking back and forth, her hands clasping, holding the wall as she began to ride. Instincts took over, she knew what to do, how to enjoy this moment, to extract the pleasure, feel the vibrancy, to revel in its glory, as I languished one more kiss against her navel. She was in awe, encased by bliss, consumed by the revelation of desire and lust, her whole body was now akin to beacon, a beacon that couldn’t get enough of the sensations that were being provoked upon her sensual form Murmurings of delight were similar to that of an erotic song that only she knew the words to, her body continued to buzz and shimmer, her aching grew, lust ambushed her in sudden and violent attack that pleased her and only added to the desire that she already did feel. Louder and louder the noises grew, passion amassed an army of lust just waiting for the signal to unleash all of its wondrous power. Hips swaying, rocking with more force, the orgasm waiting, nearing and being ready to rush and consume all of her. MY fingers slipped deep into her warm silken mound, feeling the tip of her clit, the heated desire and moistness of her fleshy folds, she buckled slightly, knees giving way, wanting me to delve further into the tightness of her treasure hole, which of course I did. Breathing so deep, so erratic, her chest heaving, feet clamped to the floor, as my fingers slid back and forth, toying with her clit, feeling the walls of her wet slit. She loved it, standing there, naked, her sex being touched, loved, her stomach kissed and licked, a body that ached with yearning and unspent desire, that soon we both knew would be realized.

She leant forwards, stretched back, head rolled in all directions, breasts thrust in and then out, body aching, yearning under a magnitude of delight, eyes closed, unable to open as lustfulness gripped and teased her. Noises that grew, echoed around us, which served only to fuel her desires, as the delights of hearing herself reach that point of climax, was it appeared a huge turn on in itself. More and more the desire crept up on her, stealing her body, crushing her composure, forcing her into a spiral of pleasure, drilling her into the depths of submission to where she could not hold back the euphoria of this moment. Her supple young body swayed now almost dramatically her chest heaved her nipple so erect, they almost hurt with the yearning. Her sex vibrantly alive, tingling with the rampant pulses of gratification, muscles clenched, heart pounding sweat pouring, she couldn’t control herself, the orgasm came, a violent unequivocal shudder, a scream of utter delight as wave after wave of satisfaction consumed her. Her juices, warm and sticky flowed like an endless river, gushing from within, coating my hands, trickling down fingers that sought to extract every last ounce of her delightful juice. The holy matrimony of the same gender to continue in the forthcoming days. Hope you enjoyed a orgasm that has never been so lustful and violent before in life. All you have to do is send me your valuable feedback and comments to [email protected] the whole of this Sunday was spent in my office leaving my family behind just to give you the pleasure of reading a quality erotic lesbian story. Therefore request you to take a few minutes of your valuable time to send in a feedback.

Hi, this is Tamil boy. I am avid fan of indiansexstories and love to sex stories, so I thought of sharing mine too. I am 26 years old, 5’11” height, very fair and a bit on fatter side as I had put on weight after get settled with my job. This is a true story of happened between me and my chithi about a year ago. This was my first sexual experience. It was with my chithi, my chithappa’s wife. They were married for around 6 years. I and chithi got really well with each other. Let me describe her. She is 5.3 feet tall, 32; bit dusky, nice long hair, and a figure of a moderate young housewife, perfect boobs and nice round ass. One day at around 11 am, I went to their place. My chithappa opened the door. Chithi was taking bath. My chithappa had just started to leave for his shop. He invited me inside, made me sit there in the drawing room and said that my chithi was bathing and told me to make myself comfortable there and went. Now, it was me and chithi at home. I was sitting in the drawing room reading a magazine. Chithi was taking bath in the main bathroom, which was attached to lobby just by side of drawing room.

After about 10 minutes, all of a sudden she came out and oomph, she was only having a small towel around her, which barely covered her breasts to a little below her tummy, making her pubic hair and her pussy almost visible to me. I was awestruck seeing her like that. I could feel the bulge growing in my pants. She greeted me and smiled at me mischievously. My dick was really hard and hot by now. She waved me to follow her and went to her bedroom. I was too dumbstruck to move at first, but my senses came back and I followed her, very excited and as well as nervous as if something happened then it was to be my first time, and she was my chithi. I went into room, she was standing by the bedside smiling, she was a beauty, towel still wrapped around her. I nervously moved towards her, and when I was an arms length from her, chithi pulled me towards her and smooched me. That sort of ended all my nervousness. I responded to her kiss, kissing her our tongues lashing and curling around each other’s our hands moving all over each other’s body. This was the first kiss (proper smooch) of my life and the feeling was exhilarating. I was wearing jeans and t-shirt. She pulled off my t-shirt and started buttoning off my jeans. My hands now were rubbing her ass cheeks moving round and round, pinching and holding them tight. She opened my jean, unzipped and her hand went inside my undy on my dick. For first time in my life, a woman had ever touched it, it was on fire. I pulled off her towel and now my chithi was stark naked in front of me. And wow what it was not explainable in words. In the mean time, she had been able to pull down my pants and undies to my ankles and told me step out of them.

Seeing her naked like that made me loose my control. I went wild. Her boobs were a pure delight, firm, nipples pointing out, my mouth watered at their sight. I pushed her on the bed, got on top of her, my full weight on her, hugged her tightly crushing her soft mounds of flesh with my chest, and started licking and kissing her all over her face, neck and her boobs. Her body felt wonderful beside mine. I started sucking one of her nipples, playing and rubbing the other with my hand. Her hands were moving all over my back and my hair. Chithi was kissing on my neck. I moved on to her next nipple, she sighed and made all kinds of sounds. Then slowly I moved down wards kissing and licking her complete body, her belly, navel, hips, thighs, and feet. It was a lovely feeling. She was soft, dusky and her glowing skin made me feel like eating her, biting her all over. Kissing and licking her like that, I moved upwards to her lips. We smooched and rolled over. My chithi was on top now. We were still smooching. My hands moved all over her back to her round ass cheeks, rubbing and caressing them. She started kissing me my chest, licking all around my stomach, navel. The feeling was great and I was getting more and more excited. She licked me all over my belly, hips and thighs and kissed the tip of my dick causing sensation in my whole body.

At last, I couldn’t play more. I pulled her up and rolled over. Parted her legs and placed my virgin cock on her pussy lips. I shoved in my dick slowly and slowly. Oh my-my what feeling that was and I was so excited. I slowly gained momentum and started pumping harder and harder. Simultaneously we were kissing and smooching and I was sucking her tits. (nipples). Chithi was doing all kinds of oohs and aahs. She moved her hips upwards to match my thrust. I was in seventh heaven. This kept on for a few minutes. The pleasure of sensations and excitement was becoming unbearable. All of a sudden she gripped me tightly and her sounds became hoarser. We gained more speed banging hard into each other. I tried to get deeper and deeper into her with each thrust. I reached my climax with one deep thrust and flooded her pussy with my semen. Next moment she tightened around me clasping and me her legs, her nails were piercing my shoulders. She gave a loud sigh and her hot pussy was filled up with her juices which started dripping out of her cunt. We both were breathing heavy and sweating. We both lay there for some time. After about 15 min., I rolled over to side, my organ limping out of her pussy all wet and lacy covered my mine and her juices. We laid there for sometime talking. My chithi said we can enjoy and have fun whenever we got chance and told me that she saw me entering her home from her bathroom window and it was then this idea came to her mind. Do write me with your comments to my id [email protected].

Hi this is Kartik Sharma from Jaipur. Aaj mai aapko last month hua 1 incident batata hu,jo ki mera aur samne vali aksha didi k sath hua. Vaise to didi bahut sexy hai,age 23,figure ki size ka mai janta nahi,bus bade boobs aur unki butt to bahut hi sexy hai. Mai unhe chup-chup kar dekha karta hu. 1 din unhone gaurav tower sath chalne k liye kaha,maine meri bike nikali aur unka wait karne laga,vo aayi to mai to dekhta hi reh gaya, black sari mai bahut hi sexy lag rahi thi.mai drive to kar raha tha par mera dhyan didi par tha,achanak cycle vala samne aa gaya to maine jao se break dabaye, jiske karan unke boobs jorse takraye sath hi unhone balance banane ki liye galti se mera lund chu diya,mai to pagal ho gaya,maine unhe sory kaha to unhone kaha koi baat nahi,dhyan se bike chalao. Ab to mera dhyan kaha lagne vala tha. GT par didi ki frnd unka wait kar thi,didi ki frnd ko to dekhte hi mai aur pagal ho gaya kyoki vo mini skirt mai thi,un dono ko diwali ki shoping karni thi isliye hum ganesham mai chale gaye,vaha vo vaccum cleaner dekh rahe the aur mai unhe. 1 hour baad hum crystal court gaye,vaha hum 1st par normal stairs se chadh rahe the,mai unke peeche tha,mera pura dhyan didi ki frnd ki gaand par tha. Didi nai shayad yeh dekh liya tha 3 baje hum chalne ko taiyar hue didi ki frnd nai didi ko unke malviya nagar k flat ki chabi dete hue kaha hi unka saman unke ghar chod dena,unhe kahi jana hai.

Ab saman k karan mai bike dhere chala raha tha,koi break nahi maar paya unke flat par pahuch kar didi nai kaha kuch thanda pete hai,mai tv dekhne laga,2 minut mai didi coldrink le kar aayi.hum vahi sofe par peene lage.achanak didi boli ki tumne mall mai accha nahi kiya,mai sakpaka gaya.maine bhola bante hue kaha maine kya kiya. Didi chillai-shut up,mujhe kya bevkuf samajhte ho tum uski gaand dekh rahe the ya nahi,mai dar gaya. Maine unhone sorry kaha,lekin vo chillati rahi,muje duniya hilti si lagi,samajh mai kuch nahi aa raha tha kya karu.didi nai pucha batao tumne aisa kyo kiya.maine bolna shuru kiya didi meri koi girlfrnd nahi hai, mere dosto ki hai jo vo unko kiss karte hai unke sath masti karte hai to mai sirf dekhta hi rehta hu,i m sorry aage sai aisa nahi karuga,aur rone laga. Didi mere pass aayi aur boli bas itni si baat lo aaj se mai tumhari GF,mere sath karo jo karna hai,mujhe kuch samajh mai nahi aaya kikya karu,achank jo hua tha. Mai shant raha, phir didi nai aakar mujhe kiss kiya aur maine didi k sath vahi sofe par sex kiya sham 7 baje tak. Phir humne ghar aane k baad unke ghar mai 1 baar aur sex kiya phir vo padhau k liye achank 3 mahine k liye dilli chali gayi. Ab mai unhe bahut miss kar raha hu aur sex bhi, so koi girl(married or unmarried) (any age) mujhse sex karna cahati ho to plz mail me on [email protected]. Dont worry sab kuch apne bich hi rahega. Mai orkut par bhi hu ,search karo kartik sharma, Jaipur maine last name ki jagah abhi “added me but no reply yet” dala hua hai.

Hello friends. Life was going beautiful and straightforward. I and my wife had great sex life (though I always wanted more, the young kids tired us and never got chance after having kids to make it a perfect 7). My wife, Tina, is beautiful, though short, she is 36- 34-36 (little extra…but I like mass). She has the best boobs and they come close to Krista Allen. And a fine ass. She has long hers. It all started when her friend Anu had a fight with her husband and she came to stay at her place with her kid. Anu is tall beautiful girl with long hair and a kick ass figure. She is 34-32-34. The week passed regularly (nothing exciting). Then came Friday, Tina was bored and wanted to go out. Since we had kids, we took them to Mall for some play area time and then had planned to go for a nice dinner. However things didn’t go as planned. Anu’s kid didn’t have afternoon nap, so was tired. I had a plan an proposed the ladies to take the food to go. On our way home, ours and Anu’s kid slept. Once we reached home, Anu and Tina took the kids upstairs to bed and started preparing the table. I thought of setting up the table for candle light. So I chilled some wine, lighted some candles, warmed the food and put in some love song music. The girls came down and were shocked. I could see the smile on my wife’s face. It had being a long time since we had a candle light dinner.

We all started dinner and were having causal discussion and drinking. I knew wine turns my wife on, and so it did. I just started playing with her legs under the table. She responded, so I got up, kissed my wife’s neck and ear (that turns her on)…. she kissed my cheeks and I smiled and started the music. I offered my wife a dance and we started dancing. While dancing, I started kissing my wife cheeks and moving my hand on her ass. In the meantime, Anu was still sitting on the chair and watching us and giving us mischievous smile. I took that as a signal and asked her to dance, but she turned it down. Then my wife asked her and she responded. I had near dreamed in my wildest dream that I would see Tina and Anu dancing in our house to a love song. Tina, at times, was naughty and started touching Anu’s boobs and ass. However, it seemed Anu was shy and she didn’t respond. They danced for a while and then I asked for my wife back to dance. We started dancing and this time, I started moving my hand all over her body, playing with her hair and started kissing her face and neck. She started kissing me also on my chest (she unbuttoned the top 2 buttons)… Then our lips got locked for a while (it felt like eternity…must have being 5 mins)….For some reason, Anu felt awkward and she went upstairs. However, I and my wife continued our kissing and after 20 mins of slow music dancing, I signaled my wife to go up. We were kissing each and other and going up and noticed some sounds of moaning, coming from Anu’s room. She was making herself come. I asked my wife to see if we can peek, she agreed and there was a beautiful sex goddess lying on the bed and moving her 1 hand allover and using the 2nd hand to come. It was an awesome site…The night ended with me and my wife fucking all night. The next morning, I saw a different Anu then before.

She gave me more smiles and wore dress that was loose and exposed her beautiful cleavage. She also wore tight jeans that made the sexy ass, look sexier. I started flirting with her in the breakfast table, my banging with her and touching her waist. She didn’t complain, just smiled. I then asked my wife, if we could repeat last night again today. She agreed and asked Anu if she is ok with it. Anu responded, she loved it last night. So we planned out our night and I went to take bath and masturbated thinking about it. Night came and as usual the girls went to put the kids to sleep and I started decorating the room with candles. Tina came down first in a full black lingerie with a cut on the side till her waist exposing her sexy legs. Anu came down with a short purple lingerie exposing her beautiful entirely sexy legs and cleavage. I offered Tina to dance and she obliged. I again started playing with her body while dancing. Then Tina asked Anu and they started dancing. While dancing, Tina started moving her hand all over Anu’s back and kissing her face. To my surprise, she unbuttoned Anu’s bra from the back and asked me , if I could help. I went and removed Anu’s bra while Tina squeezed her boobs and bend down to suck them.

I then went towards Tina and unbuttoned her bra. Anu, took Tina’s boobs in hand and her mouth reached for it. Then I started undressing Tina and moving my hands all over her back and kissing. While they were busy sucking each others boobs, I started going towards Anu and Tina stopped me. She caught my pants and started unzipping my jean pants. Anu stopped sucking and turned towards me and started removing my boxers. For some reason, she was socked when she saw my penis and immediately took it in her hands. Tina was still on Anu, she was kissing Anu’s ass and legs. Anu grabbed my penis and started sucking it. I just leaned besides the wall and was having the fun of my life time. Then Tina got up and we started kissing each other while Anu was busy down under. I was in 7th heaven my 1 hand was on Tina and another on Anu. The hand was at times busy enjoying Tina’s boobs and Anu’s ass. It was awesome. Then before I would come, I asked Anu to stop and lifted her and started kissing her. Our lips were one, my tongue playing inside her. Boy that was awesome, I just can’t describe the feeling. In the meantime, Tina went down under and started licking Anu’s pussy. Both my hands were just grabbing Anu’s head and my lips were enjoying the softness and luscious Anu’s lips. Tina, by now had started licking Anu very fast, so we had slowly moved to the living room. Tina made Anu lay down on the carpet and started licking her pussy. My hands started playing with Anu’s boobs and my legs playing with Tina’s Body while my lips kissing Anu’s body. Then I took Anu’s boobs in mouth and started sucking it hard. Anu started moaning very fast as me and Tina started sucking and licking faster. And then Anu came. We repeated this for Tina and she also had fun.

Then the 2 ladies, but I down and Tina sat on top on me. Instantly my penis found his way to the gold mine. Tina’s pussy was very wet by now. Tina started banging on me while Anu started kissing my lips and body. While Tina was fucking me, I was playing with Anu’s hair and my other hand was on Tina’s boobs. Again, Tina, now started banging pretty hard and I was about to come when I kissed Tina and signaled her to stop. I didn’t want to miss the time of my life time of fucking Anu. Then I got up and laid Anu down on the floor and I got over her. I started sucking her boobs, as my hand moved all over her body. Tina started kissing Anu in the meantime. My cock entered Anu and started banging her by slowly moving it inside her and playing with the tits. She started moaning aah, aah fuck me fuck me!!! Then I increased the speed and fucking her harder and harder. Tina was sucking her boobs and my hands were playing with Tina’s hair and beautiful back. Then we reached climax and came inside Anu. I t was an awesome experience. Anu smiled and gave me a big kiss. And then I and Tina kissed each other. The ladies then went to restroom and I was smiling in bed. The ladies then came back and slept besides me. Anu stayed with us for 1 more week, we had fun all the 7 days and still have some occasionally when the opportunity arises. This is a story. Please write me your review at [email protected].

hello Readers..Im Ranjit..here in india after ages ..i live in london right now.jus here in chennai for a long vacation.I’ve been visiting this site regularly and always curious to narrate my true experience with my sexy professor with whom i had a sexy encounter during my college days. she is a kind of sex bomb in my college.i always admired her a lot..she has the most attractive ass and huge set of tits with a curvey structure. Im 27..very much into sports.i play basketball professionally,joined the college in sports quota,studying commerce degree at the time of this incidence .let me come to the story..at tht time i was doing my under grad degree in one of the well reputed institution in chennai. i was into the instituion in sports quota.cos im a professional basketball player.6’2ft and good athelte body..bit on the darker side.it was my first year in college i happen to meet this sexy lady professor janani,she was in different department in my college. she has got a really a sexy body,curvy.amazing butt and a big suckable boobs and measures 36-28-38 .she is of age of abt 37yrs old married and got a daughter of 9yrs old,hard to believe she is a mom of a teenage girl.and her husband works in US in an IT consultant.meets her once in a yr.i always wait for her in the college gate and used to follow her till she reaches her department building.admiring her body.every male professor will droll behind her admiring her well toned body.i planned to meet her or get to know her for almost a week.later i came to know she is the coordinator for the NSS(national social serivce) camp.i joined tht camp and got introduced to her and she was very formal in all the activities in the begining. once our college organised a inter college camp in vellore its abt 100kms away frm chennai.she was heading our team with an another professor who happen to be very old lady.college arranged a bus and we were on the trip.i took the seat which is third row frm her’s.i was jus admiring her and nice sexy folds of her hips.i was hardly determined to fuck her before the end of our trip. but dint have any oppurtunity for the first day stay in the camp. and at the end of our next day in the camp ,a professor organsied a basketball match among the colleges in the camp.all our mates and proffesors were gathered in the basketball court.and since we dint bring our basketball dress we were asked to remove our cut banians to differentiate between the teams. i jus looked at my professor janani whos was jus admiring and wished me good luck.i could sense her inner hunger looking at my body.i took a break in the middle of the game.she jus patted me on my back and appreciating my game.after the game i had a chance to speak to her and we were jus disscussing abt the nxt day events and i was admiring her sexy clevage.she noticed my looks and jus covered it with a smile.wen ever we worked together i make sure of rubbing her ass she jus took it as accidental.i made sure i was with her all the time helping in organising all the events.in the final day we were in a small village for an Aids awareness program.we were distributing free condoms to all the villagers.she was giving a lecture to village ladies inside a big hut and giving a awareness to them. i happened to be with her helping with speaker and mic.there were few doubts raised by the village ladies and i gave a secret smile to her,she jus replied with a sexy smile on me.i had a very hard on throughout the trip.and finally we came to the end of the trip and i dint have anyother chance to my dream.and finally we were heading back to chennai and it was really rainning heavily ,on the way back one of other college bus was break down and we gave them a lift and we gave them seats to all the elderly professor and myself and prema were pushed to the back seats and it was really crowded and it became very dark.i took position behind her and my hard on rested exactly in the middle of her ass cheeks. i felt like being in heaven.i think she was shocked and surprised with the length and thickness of my cock.she had a very sexy back and it was glistening with her sweat.i slowly started to keep my hand on her sexy hip.i could see her biting her lips tightly.and im sure she was enjoying my many touch.i was jus grinding my hip and literally trying to penetrate my long dick into her ass.she was pushing her butt behind and giving her ass for my grinding.and suddenly our driver stopped in a petrol station for filling and my other professor called out for her to pay for the diesel,and she went forward to pay and i was really dissapointed and after we started our journey.she again came to back seat saying she dropped her personnel wallet frm her handbag and innocently asked if i can search it for her among the crowd and again took the same position showing her ass to me and i started to bend down and search and later she asked me stop searching and said may be we can look for it after we reach the college.and again i started to touch ass with my rock hard cock,i was jus rocking her soft ass cheeks,it felt so good and i could see her too enjoying very much biting her lover lips.and there was a small jerk and i caught her hips for support and i dint take my hand back i started to caress her hips slowly started to move it upward to her massive breast and i could hear a hisss frm her mouth.we were sandwiched very tightly eachother,she gave her wonderful ass fully for the massage frm my thick long hard cock. i could’nt control myself and bentdown and lifted her sarees upward and started to caress her naked ass and she regained to conscious and stopped me and whispered closed to my ears saying this is not the perfect place for our lovemaking and promised me she will take me to her house for a nice one.then i took her and placed on my hard cock ..she was really surprised feeling the length and thickness of it..she whispered in my ears tht its going to give her a hard time and gave a sexy smile looking into my eyes.later we reached our college..and things were quite normal for a week ..but we used to exchange smiles wen ever we meet in the public places..i always give a naughty smiley looks ..looking at her butt..i went crazy day by day..with her curvy looks wearing silky saree..i had a small encounter with her wen she was addressing a meeting for the NSS in a small room..specially she called me frm the classroom for organising a sports event. i wore my basketball jersy sports wear which can be removed jus pulling downwards..she was very much admiring my legs.i organised a basketball match for the NSS camp girls..most of the time she was staring my cock with a sexy smile. i had a hard on looking at her..she started showing heavy clevage wen ever she comes near me giving instructions..and it was abt 7 in the evening wen everyting was over, she jus called me inside the office to complete few paper works and i walked behind her admiring her sexy ass and i cud’nt control and jus squeezed her ass ,,she let out a ..” ouch..and asked me to control my self and be careful someone might watch us.. i sat very close to her ..i cud see ,she was a bit nervous ..we did some paper works abt the event,after we finished ..i jus took her hand and placed it in my thighs and she started to caress looking at me with a smiley look..i was so desperate to fuck her so hard then& there ..and hugged her and planted a kiss in her lips..and jus pushed me ,,and was scared someone might come..i caressed her her smooth hips in the mean time..she told me tht we might find some free time and a safe place to have all the fun..and we were abt to leave the room and i walked behind her and there were’nt anyone outside the room and it was pitch dark with jus a small light was there, quite far away frm the room..i jus hugged her frm behind knowing there isnt anyone to catch us ..she jus moaned and arched back giving her ass fully ,,i jus pounded her ass frm behind..i literally shoved my hard dick between her sexy ass cheeks with dresses on and caressed her naval and squeezed her massive breast..she let out a sexy moan and breathing heavily..i dint want to waste this moment and hiked her saree to her hip frm behind and removed her panties ..caressing her smooth sexy ass cheeks..she jus rushed and panicked ..was a bit nervous and i assured her tht these isnt anyone to catch us…i took my dick out and placed between her ass cheeks ..she let out sexy moan..and she was abt to guide my cock into her pussy..she was shocked feeling the size of my cock..she gave a sexy smile looking behind and said this lovely monster is gonna drive me crazy in a sexy voice.. asked me to be gentle and to penetrate slowly..i slowly penetrated her frm behind and gripping her hips tightly ..she let out a sexy moan wen it was half way through and asked me to be slow..and it was really tight..i pushed my monster further..and caressed her thighs..she let out a loud moan and i was a bit scared someone might hear us..then i was fully in and remained inside for a minute and smiled at her and she gave a sexy smile and said she loves my monster being there exploring.and started to grind her ass sexily in the standing position.then i started to fuck her slowly and gradually began to bang her holding her hips tightly and the room echod with plop..plop..sound..me hitting her bum in rhythm with her moan with a gasp..i enjoyed every bit of it.she was like a toy ..giving her to me fully..we were sweating and got almost drenched and i fucked her for almost 20 mins..i was abt to come and she sensed and she held my my bum frm backward tightly..and was staring into my eyes,,with a sexy moan..she looked really sexy with smile ..all her face was covered with sweat..i pumped fully and released load of come into her pussy..i remained inside for 2 minutes and slowly bend down to see her pussy..she supported herself with the wall,,i saw my sperm dipping between my cock inside her pussy..and i slowly pulled my monster out of her pussy..it came out dripping of our mixed juice.she let out a gasp after it came out completely.i wiped her ass and pussy with my underpants..and she asked me to hurry up leaving the permisses.she pulled down her saree..and kissed me in lips and thanked me for a wonderfull session..and said she was very intersted to take me to her home to have a another wonderful session being naked..she was in a hurry..jus walked past the rooms in a hurry..and asked to come out after sometime…i saw her frm behind walking swaying her lovely jus got fucked ass..,we did have another wonderful encounter wen we went for another camp for the NSS to ooty..tht was another mind blowing experience..i will narrate it after the response of the readers.dear friends..I welcome ur comments abt my encounter..u can mail me [email protected]…bye for now…

mai ek bachelor hu.mai naukri ke silssile me aksar alag lag shar me jata hu. ye baat tab ki hai jab mai haryaa ke ek sahar me rahta tha. waha mai akela tha aur hamesa kisi ladki ya aurat ke chakkar me rahta tha .mujhe haryanvi aurte bahut sexy lagti thi.unka figur e he kuch aisa hota hai ki bas khada ho jata hai.jis makan me rahta tha usi makan me ek padosi bhi rahta tha hariram. hariram ki ek biwi or do bache rhate the. hari ram construction ka kaam karta tha .uski biwiw kaali kaluti thi. magar badan bahut hi mast tha. mai aksar uske bade bade chuttar ko dekh ke schoota ki kitna maja ayega iski gaand marne me.hariram ki ladki ka naam soniya tha. 18 saal ki soniya bahut hi saant sabhav ki thi. aksar akele he kehlti thi. mai jab bhi uske room ke aage se gujarta to mai us ko dekhta tha. mujhe jawna hoti ladkiya kuch jyada hi pasand hai.dheere dheere mai hari ram ke parivar se golne milne laga. baat baat me mujhe pata chala ki hari ram kam kamata hai jiske wajah se wo baccho ko khaas kar soniya ko tution nahi de pata.mai to kise hasin ladki ki company chahta he tha. maine hari ram se kaha bhai saab mai soniya ko pada dunga. mai grduate tha. wo maan gaya. ab soniya rooj mere paass anne lagi.saam ko 7.30 se 09.30. tak. mai soniya se hasi majak bhi kar liya karta tha. mai umar mai soniya se double tha. wo ahte uncle aap bahut joker ho.maine ek din soniya se poocha ki usko kya psand hai. wo bolo choclate. mai ugle hi din 10-12 choclate le aaya. wo boli uncle itne saari maine kaha sab tmhare liye hai.wo khus ho gai. mai soniya ko aksar apne bagal me palang par baiththa tha . mera ek haath hamesha uski kandhe par hota. jis se mai uske kahdha dabata tha. kabhi kabhi wo bade gale ki t shirt pahan ke aati to mai uski nagi gardan ko bhi sahla deta. ek dam kuwari kali thi soniya. uske jism ki khusbu mujhe garm kar deti ti. aage jaane ke liye mail me at mastu1981@hot mail.com. akele rahta hu mai ncr me . koi bhabhi aunty mujhe se sex ki ya sexy phone chat ki iccha rakhte ho to mail kare. email pe bhi friendship karne ho to i am ever reaady.

“Hi. I came to see you before I go,” the attractive young girl said when I opened my door. Her name was Vardhini, and she was the daughter of my old friends Sunani and Paras Raju. My wife and I had watched her grow up, and eventually go out on her own. We’d seen her get her college, been to her 18 birthday, and watched her grow into an attractive young woman. Standing on my front doorstep, the hot summer sun silhouetting her young beautiful figure, she looked good enough to eat. My wife was away for a couple of weeks in Nagar, so I was enjoying it. “You look sensational,” I said, and meant it. She was incredibly attractive in a mischievous scholarly sort of way. An intelligent young still black hair with a young woman’s fresh, slim curvaceous figure and nice high breasts, Vardhini’s style and friendly air demanded attention wherever she went. I couldn’t help myself. As I stood there admiring her beauty my pointer twitched, catching me off guard. Horny old man, I thought. Had she noticed, I wondered? Vardhini was about to fly off to Delhi for a year. I was very keen to catch up with news of her exciting trip. I was excited for her, a little jealous of her youth and sense of adventure. “I hadn’t realized that you were leaving so soon. Do you have time to come in?” I asked. “Thank you, if it’s not too much of a bother, I’d love to come in,” she replied.

I stepped aside, holding the door open for her. As she stepped in, the sun shining through her light top briefly outlined the graceful curve of her bra covered breast. I couldn’t believe that I was peeping at a young woman that I practically helped as an uncle. I took in her enticing scent as she brushed past on her way down the corridor. My pointer twitched again. I walked behind her down the corridor, watching the easy sway of her lithe hips and admiring the gentle curve of her arse. I had an immediate vision of the young unclothed flesh under her short skirt. I suddenly couldn’t get my mind off her sexuality. “Let’s go into kitchen. Can I get you something to drink?” I asked, leading the way. “I’m so excited,” she said, “I can hardly stand still. I really didn’t think the time would ever pass.”

“I’m sure. This trip is such an amazing opportunity for you,” I agreed.

I couldn’t help but notice how glowing she looked: she always had a lovely skin tone, very fair with smooth creamy complexion. She was wearing a little tank top and short skirt with sandals. I could see that she was beginning to tan as summer came on. My eyes played over her youthful body as discreetly as possible. The curve of her youthful breasts was particularly enticing. Our conversation ranged wide, but eventually the discussion turned to the lack of good boys in her school.

“I just don’t know,” she said. “It’s almost like law schools never admit nice boys.”.

“Believe me. I know that’s not true,” I replied. I knew she was inexperienced at 18. Frankly, I had only ever heard of one proper boy Sandeep she’d been on. “Some of the young boys may be intimidated because you’re so attractive, but that doesn’t mean they’re not looking,” I told her. “You’ve been good at relating to older people for quite some time. You’ve always fit in with the adult conversations when you were growing up. Maybe your intelligence and maturity might have put some of the younger boys off.”

“I doubt it,” she replied. “I don’t think that they even exist.”

I teased, “Maybe you need an older man?”

“Oh yes? Why? Are you volunteering?” She teased back.

“To teach you the ropes…” I offered half-heartedly.

“About what?” she asked.

I figured that was about as close as Vardhini ever came to.

“Oh, all the things you need to know. Perhaps younger ones are just that: too young for you.”

She pouted a bit. “Maybe,” she acknowledged. I found my eyes wandering to her breasts and lifted them quickly, but I was sure Vardhini had noticed this time.

“Anyway,” I said, keeping up the flow, “Maybe I should try and help find you someone more mature?”

“Do you know anyone?”

Now where could I take this? I wondered, “Well I’m sure there are many mature uncles who would be knocked out by you and very appreciative of what you have to offer.” Now it was my turn. She may have been a virgin, but I had heard rumors through my son when she seemed very keen on Sandeep. The two of them had subsequently “disappeared” for the night, causing his mates to tease him later about a night of passion. Did he or didn’t he spend the night with Vardhini? If he did, I wondered if he had taken her virginity, because I had never heard of any other candidates. Such a beautiful prize, and no boy keen to take it. Amazing, I thought to myself. I was sure a night of loving with Vardhini would blow the socks off most young uncles. It would certainly blow my socks off, I thought, as my eyes lingered on her youthful curves and long blonde hair. Again she caught me, and a thoughtful expression crossed her face before she looked quickly away. We settled back with our coffee. I suddenly noticed that she was wearing a necklace, so I had to ask, “Is that a new necklace?”

“Why, yes,” she seemed to smile all over as she leaned forward and held her necklace out for me to admire. “It’s a going-away gift from my parents”

“What a lovely necklace,” I admired. “May I?”

I reached out and held it. As I did so, I felt a jolt of electricity go through me. Vardhini seemed nervous. I let myself hold the necklace for a while, then let it fall on her skin, my hand brushing her neck. “You know, you have such beautiful skin, Vardhini. May I touch it?” I left no time for her to think, just lightly touched the skin on her neck with the back of my finger. She flinched, but allowed me to gently caress her even as she giggled nervously. I asked, “Are you sensitive there?” and continued just lightly brushing the tips of my fingers on her neck where it turned to her shoulder. The skin was so soft and smooth that I had to control my urge to kiss it immediately. Instead, I moved to stand behind her to increase the tension. This also gave me a chance to peek down at her cleavage. The soft swell of her compact breasts was so enticing. She obviously enjoyed this gentle caress. When she didn’t object to my touch, I decided to see if I could raise the ante slightly. I let my eyes wander over her body, the promise of her breasts, the curve of her back, the nice little arse, the smooth thighs and calves, the cute little feet. I could almost touch the air, it was so thick with meaning. Again my old pointer twitched.

“What about here? Is this sensitive?” I asked as I moved up her neck a little.

“Uh uh,” she replied, non-committal, but I noticed that she still had not objected to my touch. So I moved my finger to a point behind her ear, lifting her black uncolored hair with my other hand as I ran my finger sensuously across her tender skin.

She shivered and twisted slightly, then sighed appreciatively. “Oh yeah, I think so,” she said. “That is sensitive.”

I allowed my fingers to slowly caress their way back to the first point of my touch: I said gently, “So, a little sensitive here?”

“Mmm,” she sighed.

“And not particularly sensitive here?” I asked, caressing her skin.

“Uh huh.”

“But very sensitive here?”

“Yes,” she agreed, a slight catch in her voice.

“Interesting,” I said. “We older uncles know where the sensitive points are…”

She laughed nervously. “Oh, I’ll bet you do!”

“And we know how to caress them,” I added.

“Oh, really?” she asked.

“Well,” I explained, “For example, did you realize that a touch with lips is more likely to draw a reaction than touching with just fingertips? It’s all about location, location, location – but it’s also about how, and how gently et cetera.”

Vardhini was playing her role well “Oh yes? Like what?”

We had entered risky territory. My heart was pounding with the excitement of it, and I wondered just how far she was willing to let me go. By way of response, I moved in a little closer behind her and blew softly on the skin on her neck. Vardhini jumped a little then giggled, but didn’t object. So I took her hair again and moved it so I could blow just behind her ear. Just holding her hair felt so exciting. Again I let my eyes caress her all over.

“Ooh,” she said, twisting to look at me a little wonderingly, “That feels very … Mm… naughty?”

“Oh sorry.” I said. “I don’t want to offend you, Vardhini”

“Oh, I’m not offended, Uncle.” Then she looked directly at me and said, “I’m enjoying what you’re doing.”

I looked back meaningfully and said. “I’m glad. See? There’s life in us old uncles yet.”

She raised an eyebrow. We were on slippery ice, I knew, but wasn’t sure how to proceed. My heart was rapidly pumping. Strangely, my pointer was still rather quiescent, held in check by the adrenalin of the moment, twitching every now and then, but not yet erect. I decided to go for one more test. I said, “Vardhini, close your eyes and we’ll check one last sign of sensitivity.” She raised a querying eyebrow and I said, “You trust me, don’t you? I won’t do anything to hurt you. I’m always gentle. I want you to tell me if you want me to stop.” She looked at me again, then closed her eyes. I got behind her and kissed her first on the point of the shoulder then, as she started to say something, I kissed her neck. It felt incredibly sensual to be kissing her there. I held her hair again and kissed her on that point behind her right ear. While my mouth was only just touching her young skin, I let it linger at this last point, awaiting a reaction. My heart was pounding. As I let my lips linger on her soft skin, she hesitated, then leaned into my face. Her head tilted into mine, signaling that she wanted the kiss to last. She took a breath in and with an ‘mmmm’ she held it there.

I had not used my hands at all. We were like that for about ten seconds as her head rolled around lightly. I knew that the line between the daughter of an old family friend and something else had been crossed. The air felt charged, and my blood pumped furiously. But, what to do next? Clearly the situation had turned beyond a game, but a lifetime of relationships could be upset if I stuffed up here. On the other hand, I was incredibly attracted to her and if I didn’t do something now I might have a lifetime of regret. I felt that Vardhini was waiting for my lead. I brought my hands up to her shoulders. She still had her eyes closed and was passively awaiting my next move. I pressed my mouth a little more firmly on her shoulder, then drew away and quickly placed my lips behind her left ear, removing my left hand from her shoulder to hold back her hair. The skin was delicate and the blonde hair very fine there. Vardhini groaned perceptibly but kept her eyes closed. We were at checkpoint. Clearly she wanted me to go on. I brought my hands back to her shoulders and moved her around through ninety degrees or so.

She opened her eyes. I stepped closer to her and looked at her eyes then at her sensuous mouth in that time honored signal. She made no move away. I brought my face towards hers and kissed her lightly on the mouth, just a brush. Her lips were soft and full. I drew back slightly, then kissed her again, this time playing on her lips with mine, teasing them open. Her mouth felt so soft and tender, rich with the fruits of youth. She responded in kind and closed her eyes again. Her arms were still at her side, my hands rested gently on her bare shoulders. I was intoxicated with this young woman. I kissed her again and brought my tongue into play, lightly licking at her lips. She let me do so, her mouth opening. Her young mouth, soft and welcoming, was exciting me almost beyond control. Though she was reacting to my signals, she still seemed inexperienced, virginal. So I took things very slowly. After a minute or two of lips playing, I moved my mouth on hers, kissing her more firmly. Her mouth closed at first, but with my lips moving on hers, she followed my lead and opened her lips again. We kissed passionately like that, sucking on each other’s lips and drowning in the feelings of the moment. Her mouth was a pit of pleasure into which I had fallen. It lasted a minute which seemed like an hour as our bodies and mouths melded together.

Then we broke off. Any pretence that our relationship had moved beyond the platonic to the promise of a sexual relationship from this point on was gone. We looked at each other, panting for breath. The sexual tension between us was palpable.

“Vardhini,” I said, and was about to say something about the beauty of the moment.

“Sssh. ” She said.

“You know where this is going?” I asked.

She nodded, then “Uncle, what about Auntie?”

“She is my wife and always will be. I love her and nothing will come before that,” I said. It was hard to know whether the shadow that passed over Vardhini’s brow was disappointment, relief or another more complex set of feelings. “But,” I went on, “As couples grow older their needs change. Auntie has never been very sexual,” I said. Vardhini jumped as if hit by a small electric shock. “Nowadays we don’t do it more than a couple of times a year…, always initiated by me. Auntie really would be happy to end that part of our marriage, but that part of me just hasn’t died,” I said. Vardhini tried to break the tension “Oh, I see. So you’re still a young stud at heart?” Her eyes flicked to my pointer, straining now in my shorts, then back to my face. I laughed a little. “Well, maybe not a young stud, but this old bull has plenty of lead in his pencil” I replied, torturing two metaphors at once. She laughed again and I thought maybe we had passed a point of no return.

“But what about me? “she asked. “Where do I fit?”

“You always were and always will be a special person to me, Vardhini. I think I can make you happy in a way you may not have experienced before. And maybe I can be someone who is important to you in this phase of your life. Regardless of what happens now, I’m sure that other adventures will befall you and I will never begrudge you them.”

“So, my first lover?” she said. Again her eyes flicked to my shorts, now holding a hard pointer. She blushed slightly with what she had said and what her eyes had seen. She had made the first declaration about what we were about to do. I wondered whether it was going to be technically true that I would be her first, or if she had already been deflowered.

“Well, that would be a privileged position and an honor Madame” I said as gallantly as I could, avoiding any revelation of rumors heard. I bowed deeply.

“But I am going to Delhi in two weeks time!” she said.

“I know,” I said, “And Auntie is coming back from Nagar about then, so we can have some happy moments now and then your next adventure begins and I am left behind. Now let me at least taste those delicious lips once more before I die!”

She laughed, but I could feel that Vardhini was waiting for my next step, so I moved towards her. She dipped her shoulder like a sportsperson parrying a tackle, but I placed one hand on her shoulder and turned her to face me. She laughed again and relaxed. This time we tasted each other’s mouth first, then kissed hungrily. My hands were around her back, and her arms came up on my shoulders, one behind my head, tousling my hair. I let my hands play all over her back as I teased with my tongue, insinuating it into her open mouth. She was a quick learner. Soon her tongue was sliding on mine and then the two were snaking together, wet and slick. My pointer was now fully hard and I pulled her body into mine, feeling it fit nicely. I had my hands on her hips and pulled her into me so she could feel my hardness pressing into her young body. Her kiss maintained its passion. I placed my hands on her arse and began to caress her buttocks through her shorts. She squirmed a little, but allowed me to continue. Her mound perceptibly pushed against my pointer. When we broke for breath, she pushed her pussy into me, “What’s that?” she asked.

I smiled, then said, “That’s a special treat for later if you are good.”

She burst out giggling, then coquettishly said, “Well, have I been good so far?”

“Oh very good indeed. In fact so good that he is standing to attention for you!”

She looked down at the tent in my trousers and laughed. She was not confident enough yet to follow up by touching my pointer, I noticed, but she would learn that quickly.

Vardhini turned in my embrace so that her back was to me. I pulled her into me and she rubbed her bum on my erection. My blood pressure rose instantly. At first, I held her around her waist, and nuzzled her neck. But my hand soon found her tender breast. I rubbed on top of her shirt.

“Mm, you feel lovely there, so young and pert”

“Pert?” she giggled. “Is that what I am? Pert?”

“Oh, very pert indeed. Your breasts feel young and fresh and a real delectable handful.”

Her marvelously firm breasts were a nice hand-size. She let me play with the breast, then tilted her head back and up so our lips could meet. As we kissed, I let my fingers tickle the top of her breast under her bra. It felt perfectly smooth and rounded.

I said, “I will die right now if I don’t get to see your pert breasts!”

She laughed again. “Oh Uncle, I thought we were just going to have one kiss?”

I adopted a sad and serious face and teased “Well, Vardhini, I want you to know that I would never hurt you. If you want me to stop, I will stop and never start again.”

She said ” I didn’t say stop, silly”, and placed my hand on her breast again. Progress was begun in the sexual training of Ms Vardhini Raju.

I said “Will you let me take off your top?”

She stood back then turned around and raised her hair to make it easy for me to lift to her tank top up and over head. She had on a lacy blue bra. I was a bit clumsy with the clasps in my excitement. It had been a long time since I had had a new lover and a young one at that. As her bra come off, I drew it forward and she folded her arms across her chest. Not a good sign I thought, but I gently took each hand in mine and pulled them away. Her breasts were beautiful, creamy-pink with small pink aureoles, the nipples just starting to come erect, the breasts sitting high and proud. The skin so soft yet firm, ripe young fruit.

“Oh God,” I said, “I’ve died and gone to heaven! What lovely breasts you have; so pert and pretty.”

“Pert!” she smiled, as she let me look at them, her arms self-consciously at her sides.

“May I touch them?” I asked.

She wasn’t sure of the game yet, so her answer was a mix of the coquette and the little girl:

“Well… If you have been a good boy”

“Oh, I promise I will be a very good boy” – and I felt that could detect a frisson of excitement pass through her.

Looking into her eyes, I raised my right hand first to her left breast and cradled it in my palm. It felt at the same time supple yet taut, filling my cupped hand. She closed her eyes. I played lightly with her hardening nipple. She bit her lip, then closed her eyes. I brought my mouth to her nipple, while still fondling the breast. She rocked her head back and brought her hand up to hold me there. My other hand found her right breast, and soon I was alternating my kissing and licking between them. They felt deliciously smooth and full. Her one hand was playing through my hair, her other arm wrapped around my back and holding me close to her.

Drew breath, then I looked up to her and asked,

“Do your titties like this, Vardhini?”

“Oh very much” she said, “Don’t stop!” She sounded a little breathless.

I returned to her tender young breasts, rolling first one nipple, then the other, then both at once, kneading the breasts lightly, nipping, licking, and kissing. Vardhini was making little groaning noises in her throat. Again I began running my hand over her skirt and across her arse. It was so smooth and nicely rounded. I let my hand find the contour through her skirt. After a couple of minutes of this, I moved my hand to her nicely rounded hip. I began running my hand along the outside of her thigh, then up under her skirt. At first she attempted to push me away, but the second time I tried, I met little resistance, so I moved up her velvet thigh to her bikini cut panties. I slipped my hand under the edge of her panties to feel the soft skin of her arse, and at the same time I moved my attention to her mouth again, moving my lips from her breast to begin another passionate kiss. My hand was still caressing her young arse under the edge of her panties. Her body had melted into mine, and her thigh was rubbing up against my urgent pointer.

Then I raised my hand to the waist of her panties, letting it slide inside on her arse, cupping one smooth cheek then the other. She let me play there as our mouths played hard on each other. My other arm supported her back. I cupped her bare arse, stretching the panties to their fullest to lay my hand right on her curving backside. I then insinuated a finger between her thighs to feel the hairs of her pussy. At first she squirmed and closed her thighs to me, then she relaxed and let me cup two fingers up under the pussy. It was warm and damp in there, a welcoming home for my probing finger. It occurred to me now that we were going to fuck; there would be no stopping the coupling of my old body with her young body, my withered old pointer in her virginal cunt. I just about blacked out with the excitement of that thought. My finger found her slit and she opened her legs a little to let me feel the wetness there. Her slit was already more than damp with love honey and sweat combined. She broke off the kiss and said, “Oh, Uncle, I can’t stop you. I’m yours. You can do anything with me.”

I kissed her hungrily by way of answer and said,

“Well maybe not anything, but I can think of a couple of really nice things we could do together, Vardhini.”

She was already beginning to respond to my digit, pushing her little pussy against it wetly. I drew the finger out and quickly ran my hand around under her skirt to the front, hooked down her panties in front and cupped my hand over her pussy. I noted it was not very bushy: obviously a fine blonde nest only. She opened up and arched back to let my hand into her. I moved my mouth back to her breasts. “Oh,” she sighed. She began humping my hand, and her juices were flowing freely over my finger, but I didn’t want to finish her off her this way. I gently withdrew my hand and said in her ear, “Let’s go somewhere more comfortable, darling”. She acquiesced, and no doubt noticed that I had called her darling, but I could feel that she stiffened a little, probably thinking that she was about to supplant her “aunt” in her “uncle’s” bed. I had different plans. I grabbed her hand and led her up the passage to the guest bedroom, which was always made up and ready for visitors. It had our old double bed, still very comfortable.

My young companion relaxed a little when we didn’t go to the master bedroom. When we stood there, hand in hand, suddenly about to be lovers in every sense of the word, there was a moment of awkwardness. Vardhini was naked from the waist up and a little disheveled below. I drew back the covers. I sat her on the bed and took off her sandals, kissing her little toes as I did. She giggled. Then I moved her to lie back on the bed. I kissed her tender young body all over, nibbling and nuzzling. I kissed her round hips, her arms, her soft calves and her tits now taut as she lay back. She shivered a couple of times not with cold but with nerves, I thought. I then found the zip of her skirt and had it off quickly. She moved her hips and legs to assist. Then I kissed her pussy through the panties (little blue lacy bikini briefs matching her bra) and clutched them each side at the hips. Again she lifted her hips to assist – and in a moment she was lying gloriously naked in the bed. She was so smooth and young, her skin turning tanned but white over her breasts and pussy. The hips curved but not too wide, the thighs soft but fit. Unlined and ripe. Her pussy did indeed have a light covering of straight blonde hair, only the size of a child’s hand. She looked at me nervously. I was still clothed. I lay beside her and began kissing her lips. She seemed suddenly more self-conscious, a little slow to react to my kisses.

“Vardhini,” I said. “You are a lovely woman. I am so proud to be lying with you. I just want to worship your body first. Then we’ll do some things that you might not have done before, but I promise you that you will love them – and I will not hurt you!” She giggled nervously again. I wanted to take some urgency off her, so she could relax into it. That moment of high passion had gone for now, so I needed to build up to it again.

“Oh I love your body,” I continued.” Let me kiss you all over.” I kissed her mouth then her shoulders her tits and her flat stomach, then I kissed her lithe young thighs. Her legs were clamped together. I ignored that and moved on to kiss her toes and calves, talking to her all the while, complimenting her body. I kissed up the outside of her legs and her young woman’s hips, then began again on her breasts, praising her pink hard nipples and succulent breasts. I asked her to roll over. She was a bit hesitant but I repeated my promise not to do anything she didn’t want me to.

I sat up next to her and said “I love women’s backs: the curve is so sensual,” running my finger along that curve. I massaged her strong back for a while, kissing it and saying how much I loved it. Then I cupped her soft buttocks and kissed them. I grabbed them hard and kissed them hard, which shocked her, but she burst out giggling at it and realized I wasn’t about to do anything strange there. Then I cupped her bum again and let my finger find its way between her legs from behind. “Ah, here’s that little finger again. Naughty boy, he’s found your little pussy again.” I teased. Vardhini giggled but remembered what she had felt and readily opened her thighs again.” And here is the lovely little button, your magical clitoris,” I said, as I found the slippery knob. She was focused, listening but also intent on this new source of pleasure. She was soon very wet again, and moving into my digit. “Ah, that’s better,” I said. “The pussy is wet again, that’s what we love, darling.” Then I could feel her hand on my thigh, tentatively massaging. I could tell that she was wondering how to do something with my pointer without seeming too forward, so I took her young slender hand gently and placed it over my fly, holding her fingers in place while I showed her how to rub my pointer. When she did so, I moaned and so she kept doing it in exactly the same way, apparently afraid to do it the wrong way.

When she was very wet, I pulled my finger away and rolled her onto her back. I lowered my face to hers and kissed her wetly. We spent some time like that. Then, her hand found my pointer again and massaged it exactly the same way through my trousers, her slim fingers running up and down its length, and nipping the pointer head each time. I slid my finger in her steamy pussy. She thrust up against the finger, pushing hard against it, welcoming its intrusion. As she humped my finger, I moved up and down her body, kissing it, nuzzling it and licking it. Her fingers seemed reluctant to let go of my hard pointer as I pulled away. I kissed the tender flesh inside her thighs. I kissed my way up to her weeping pussy. I looked at it, seeing the fine blonde hair and the fleshy cunt-lips. I kissed her mound and removed my finger from her swollen sex. I quickly replaced the missing finger with my tongue. Vardhini squirmed in surprise. Not unexpectedly, she appeared to either be ignorant about cunnilingus or had some apprehension about it. I grabbed her arse and held my head pressed firmly into her dripping cunt.

She moved her hands to pull my head away, but soon stopped as pleasure flowed through her. She groaned deep in her throat. I was going to give little Miss Raju a lesson she would really enjoy. Her hands on my head started playing with my hair and holding my face into her, as her thighs started pushing into me. She startled me a little by interrupting her groans to say:

“Oh Uncle, oh yes, oh god that feels…”

She didn’t ever say what it felt like, because suddenly her hips were pushing hard into me and her back was arching well off the bed, her breathing hard and furious. It was all I could do to keep my face there as I rode her bucking body. Her thighs were thrusting. My mouth was slippery with her love fluids. I held my tongue on her sensitive button, running my tongue continually over it with increasing urgency. My hands held tight to her young firm buttocks, now tensed with desire.

Her breathing was ragged and her words were hardly words, just a jumble. My face was clamped tightly against her delicious pussy by her lovely thighs. Her fluids and mine were mixed and slippery, now coating her mound and the soft inside of her thighs.

“Oh Uncle…yes… so… Oh… love… Oh… Yes… God… yes… I… I… Oh” and suddenly her thighs were clasping and unclasping, banging my ears. She writhed powerfully, then stilled, her legs clasped hard on my head, then released, seemingly spent. As her legs relaxed, I withdrew my face from her overheated sex and moved up to the pillow.

As I moved up the bed, she rolled onto her side, her back to me. I lay behind her, cradling her and with one hand on her breast and one on her thigh.

She said after a moment or two, “What was that? Oh, god that was so embarrassing oh Uncle you must think I’m a little tart. Oh god I’m sorry!” And so on for half a minute,

“Vardhini that was beautiful. You had such a lovely orgasm. I loved being part of it.”

“But isn’t it … What you did, er … Dirty?” she asked, her body stiffening slightly.

I propped myself up on one elbow and looked down at her. I wondered just how much she knew about oral sex. It obviously wasn’t something she had thought she would be doing soon.

“Honey, that was oral sex, and I can guarantee you that millions of other people will be doing it today. It’s natural. It certainly isn’t dirty.”

“But didn’t I smell down there?”

“Vardhini, that’s a natural woman’s smell and I love it!”

She relaxed a bit and I played with her nipple which hardened to my touch. My pointer was sticking into her back side through my shorts, but in deference to her sense of cleanliness, I thought it discreet to wash my face.

“Stay here honey, I just want to wash my face.”

She didn’t say anything. I suspected she didn’t want to betray any more ignorance by saying the wrong thing. When I got back to the bedroom I could tell that she had taken some tissues and mopped up some of the fluids in her pussy. She was looking a little flushed but did her best to act composed. I pulled off my polo shirt and dropped my shorts. She watched me closely, and it was my turn to be self-conscious.

“I am not a young stud, I’m afraid,” I said.

“Oh, I like older men, that’s what you said.” She giggled.

I pulled my briefs off over my erection. She stared at it. I wondered whether she had ever seen an erect pointer, even in porn. Probably not. I climbed back on the bed and kissed her flat tummy then her breasts. Her hand caressed my thigh and then reached to touch my iron hard pointer. When she made contact, she withdrew as if struck by an electric shock. But then she touched it again and began cradling it. My warm blood-filled pointer twitched in her soft young hand and I moaned my approval deep in my throat.

“Gently,” I said. “He’s very sensitive.”

Vardhini lifted her head off the pillow and stared at the heavy pointer in her hand.

“Play with my balls, but gently,” I said.

She held my sac, then ran her fingers around the balls.

I groaned again, and kissed her mouth.

She responded as if experienced with a very wet kiss, her tongue swirling wildly in my mouth.

My hands roamed her lithe young body, her supple thighs, her tits, back, and tummy. Then I played with her little snatch, her fine blonde hairs. All the time her little hand played over my hard insistent pointer and its bursting sac.

She opened her legs willingly and allowed my hand access to her pussy. Her engorged clit was erect, swollen and slippery for my attention.

She tongued my mouth, playing now with my purple pointer head and arching her back. This girl was learning fast.

I said, “Vardhini, I won’t enter until you tell me that you’re ready to have my pointer in your pussy.”

She looked into my eyes. “Uncle, I want that … Pointer in me. Right now!” she replied as she pulled my pointer toward her opening. She kept a grip on him guiding me into position at her entrance, then let go. We were still kissing but I could feel her tense, and I knew. She was still a virgin. If I ever wanted to do this again with her, I had to take this carefully. I pushed a little and entered the wet opening, but felt resistance there, so I just waited for a moment for her to get used to having a pointer inside her for the first time.

“Relax, honey, I won’t hurt you,” I said, running my hand through her hair and onto her shoulder. My balls were aching with the tension to release their pent up passion, but I tried to distract myself to avoid cumming all over her opening. I held position without thrusting, until I saw her visibly relax. Then, ever so slowly, I pushed into her again. I could feel a little give and suddenly I was in her tunnel.

I dropped onto her and held my pointer steady in that position.

“Oh Uncle, you are in me. You’re in my pussy. Oh, it’s lovely to have you in there. You feel so good,” She sighed wonderingly.

I tried to concentrate. Slowly I started pulling back out of her. Her hips came towards me trying to prevent my withdrawal. Then I began to push back into her tight cunt. She was wet. But she was also incredibly tight. I felt like my pointer was being squeezed by two powerful rollers. It would be hard to stop myself exploding into her, but I wanted this time to be special for Vardhini.

I moved my right hand to her tit and played with her erect nipple to delay myself from cumming too soon. It felt like her tight cunt was squeezing my pointer so tightly that it might erupt spontaneously. I didn’t want that for her first time.

Vardhini grabbed my head in her hands and brought my mouth up to hers. She gave me a hard kiss and said, “Oh, Uncle that feels so good. It’s so good to have your pointer in me.”

I had been trying to hold out, but when I heard the word “pointer” come from her mouth I could hardly stop myself from shooting deep into her sweet tender young pussy. I began thrusting without too much thought for her poor little pussy. Fortunately she raised her mound for me and pushed back. She was soon thrusting with me, in a lovely rhythm. As I thrust forward, she thrust into me, then let me withdraw a little before repeating. My pointer felt like it was ramming into a wet and warm sleeve, fitting tight all around it. I knew I was gasping and I could hear her also panting for breath. I had no control over this one, and I was just going for it. Suddenly I was spurting what felt like liters of cum deep inside her tight cunt. Again and again I pumped, as I had not done for years. At the same time I could hear her calling my name. She twisted with passion nearly enough to throw my pointer out of his hiding place, and I realized she had had another explosive orgasm in the space of half an hour. Her body writhed one way then the other, her pussy grabbed onto my pointer and squeezed even harder, and she had cum. This was one fast pupil! I panted for breath, lying prone on her body, then remembered my manners and lifted myself on an elbow to take my weight off her. I looked down and she was smiling at me, flushed but radiant.

“Oh Uncle, that was fantastic. I never knew it could be so good. I just loved having you cum inside me!”

“You’re a wonderful lover,” I said, truthfully. “I had no idea, but you were great. And your pussy is a honey box.” She giggled. “Do you always talk dirty like this?” I smiled, “It’s allowed in sex. As long as it doesn’t hurt, lots of things are allowed between caring lovers.” She kissed me firmly on the mouth. “Oh Uncle, that was so good. I can’t wait to do it again.” My eyes swept across the delectable curves of her ripe young body, and I wondered what I had begun here, and whether my old bones could stand it! Tastily I took away Vardhini’s lasses from her eyes and kissed the lids, which had a mild scar from her childhood fall, when I had carried her to clinic.

Hi Stories reader…..

I am now 23 year old young man living in USA. THIS INCNDENT Happend when I was 7 year old. One day my family was going to my uncle’s house for over night and they were forcing to me to go with them but i do never like to go their house, because they do not have any kids. My family knew that so they asked me where should they drop me for baby sitting ???? Right away I told how about my friend Raju’s house he is my best friend in the world… My family never said no. They asked Rekha Auntie if she is ok to keep me their house over night I promised to behave good she also know I am very quit and shy boy she happly said yes…. day passed so quick because me and Raju went to play cricket in school play ground with other friends. We came back home ar 7pm food was ready. we finished dinner and watch tv for an hour. Rekha antie asked us to let go to sleep we said ok and she spread folding beds in family room and we all sleep in same bed. Raju and I was talking too much so Rekha antie sleep between us. In and hour I was at fast sleep and rekha antie woke me up and said Beta Jemmy are you sleeping ??? I said Yes antie whats wrong ???

She told me she has pain in her forhead can I apply vicks balm on her forhead ? I said ok and in about five min. she said also on my chest Because I have pain over ther tooo… I said ok. Than she told me Jimmy beta can you put your finger in my belly button because I am filling eathcing there……. she was sound so funny…. I said ok no problem….. then in about half hour she told me ok beta now lets go back to sleep and I did what ever she told me to do so.

In the morning when Raju was taking shower Rekha antie was making us a breakfast and she was laughing so badly and I asked her Rekha auntie what is so funny …. She told me Jimmy beta April full at night when you put your finger in my belly button …. I said yes … She told me it was not my belly button It was my PUSSY…….

Than I was laughing so badly and than Rekha auntie asked me Jimmy beta what is wrong with you ???? Than I told Rekha Auntie at night when you asked me to put my finger in your belly button ….. she said YESSSS…… I told her April Full…. It was not my Finger It was my PUPPLY…….. ( Little Dick )

Hi ISS readers, this is my fifth sharing of any of my experiences with u all.I don’t mind you can call me anything you like. I will not defend what I did or doing. My name is Dhrub, 31 years old and has business of a Software Development. I enjoy my trade very much. My story begins about four years ago. It was about that time I met Ranjeet ,Punjabi Munda who was just starting up in the Hardware Trade. He was very likable and we became firm friends. I really looked forward to Ranjeet’s company. Then one day, out of the blue Ranjeet asked me to his house to share a meal together. That day was the turning point of my life and the reason I have to write this story. I am bursting to tell you! To tell the whole world in fact!

Being the in same business as myself, Ranjeet who was 38 that time and I had the same ideas about life and we shared ambitions. We both loved the fast pace of commerce and wanted our pots of gold to be plentiful. When I arrived at Ranjeet’s house he showed me into a room, which had all the comforts and we sat and chatted animatedly, there was so much strong friendship between us. I felt warm in his company and then the door opened and in swept a vision of loveliness, which stopped my heart and opened my mouth agape with awe!

In the distance I faintly heard Ranjeet introduce her as his wife, Tanuja and as he had adopted me as his Brother she was to become my Sister-in Law, (“Bhabi” I should mention that as a mark of respect to brother’s wife, and we’ll use the word “bhabi” there for Tanuja). I was deeply attracted to her and could not help feeling somewhat jealous about my friend Ranjeet. She traditionally greeted me with a quite smile and very politely and gracefully. I stole a quick glance at the lady; this was not just a simple lady. This was one gorgeous woman. My mouth was dry and uncomfortable I took a sip of my drink to hide my embarrassment. It was instant within me; I had to admit that I found Tanuja attractive.

Over the course of the meal where she was sitting opposite me at the table I learned form her children that she may be in her mid thirties; thirty-four to be exact. She was the mother of three children, two sons named Rohan, Rehan and a daughter named Ridhima, but looked much younger. She had a girlish body as well as a pretty young face. She had one of those cutesy girly voices.

I found her to be a very beautiful and graceful lady with nice brightest and communicative blue eyes I had ever seen with a soft gentle mouth on an oval face, sweet smile that really charmed people, a smile that, it has to be said could melt a mountain, and a very lovely, pretty but makeup-less face with blonde long silky hair had been tied back in a ponytail. She was not a tall woman, with an average height. To say, Tanuja was attractive would be under estimating her beauty. She was vivacious! Such a delight to look upon! She was a magnet, my eyes made of ferrous metal. Talk at the table grew more banal and openly friendly. I was aware of Tanuja Bhabi looking at me from time to time with lowered eyelashes.

She has a mountain beauty. She was fair skinned, unlike many Indian women who are dark, with a long nose and regular features though she was simply dressed, like most Punjabi women normally wore but very conservative but sensibly, in a light blue silk shalwar (traditional baggy trousers) Kameez (long traditional shirt) suit. She was looking elegant and classy. She was one of the most incredible women I had ever seen in my entire life. It was hard to say what her figure was like, for she wore baggy clothes. She covered herself well. But at very first look one can say that she had the right amount of curves. Her boobs and bottoms were so generous that they could not be completely hidden from view.

I could guess that she had a well filled-out body without being plump; she had thickened around the body but is not fat, she was neither thin nor chubby. A tiny but distinctly visible black-mole on the center of her upper lip, it was a focal point which attracted my attention. Her long graceful neck blended into the wide muscular shoulders. She had thin but rich juicy lips. I felt this beauty spot made her face look more ravishing, more desirable. Her feet are cute, with long toes and a high arch. I have a little foot fetish and I’m pretty sure it got started because she often walked in house bare foot. Every pore of her body emitted a sensation of passion and I suspected, a hidden lust. I purposely tried to avoid looking at her but I managed to see a generous glimpse of her cleavage as she bent forward towards me to eat her dinner. I tried my best to keep my eyes from her body that night not to show her any of my inner lust that I had for her, but I couldn’t ignore her full, wide, round and soft ass which she displayed to me quite innocently as she moved gracefully around the room. The silk garments clung to her ass like a second skin showing me every intimate contour between her thighs. I must confess that, although she turned me on like crazy that first meeting, I had more respect for my friend, Ranjeet. Was I thinking of bedding her? I would be lying if I said, ‘No.’ She was after all, my friends wife! I was not a sinner. Thinking about sin didn’t stop me from checking her out though. There was no sin in feasting ones eyes, was there? My fondness for Tanuja Bhabi only intensified in the coming months, and sometimes it seems as if she hinted the same feelings I kept hidden deep inside my soul.

It did not take a lot of time for Ranjeet to be convinced I was not a wife seducer, a trouble-monger of ill repute, but a fine upstanding gentleman with extremely good and jolly decent manners.

Maybe at this point I should tell you something about myself. I live alone, because Tulika,my own fiancée cum girlfriend who is my wife now is away from me in US. I don’t like but let me say I was considered handsome by most accounts and many noble ladies hoped to catch my eye for first few years. But From the time of Tulika’s absence until that day, the day that I met Tanuja Bhabi I had not looked at another woman . I had buried myself within my work.

Time seemed to pass more quickly now. Now there was a spring in my step, a joy in my heart. I woke up each day with a freshness of life and a liking for another day. “A day” when I would see Tanuja Bhabi again. I got closer and closer to Ranjeet’s family, and now my Bhabi (sister in law) called me bhaiya (brother) and I called her Bhabi (sister-in-law). Other more daring names crossed my mind, but for now I had to be content with Bhabi.

The children liked me very much even though they are now grown up. During those meetings, I carefully avoided looking at Tanuja Bhabi. When I spoke to her it was with kindness, respecting her place as my friends wife.

In fact, I had not yet got a clear view of her body nor did I try to get a close look. Whenever I met her in her house, in the presence of Ranjeet, she remained with her upper body and head always covered with the pallu (side) of her dupata (long scarf). She was from a regular middle class and very conservative family and had grown up in a very small town. So I have always found Tanuja bhabi, as a simple Punjabi wife and a very religious woman, like her wife my friend also interested in religion activities. Tanuja bhabi kept care all the values and culture. She didn’t like to meet male other than her close relatives and she never allowed people to enter her house. She even conceals her face when she uses to go out of her house. I consider myself one of the luckiest men on earth, who can go her house and could meet her.

As we became more intimately related I was able to snatch unguarded glimpses of Tanuja’s uncovered body parts now that I was in a position to observe her more frequently. Obviously she took care to stay in perfect shape even after becoming a mother of three children. Her body was saying that she is trying hard to maintain her figures in shape. She is as fresh as twenty years young girl. I found my Tanuja Bhabi has got a very nice bottom, gorgeous, lovely and round, full, curvaceous and tasty. At her waste she became impossibly thin before widening back out to long slender hips that supported a fantastic ass. Her bottom is enough to ignite any man’s dick! Her buttocks are exceptionally large but perfect in shape. When she walks it’s a great pleasure to see her undulating backside, rolling like tidal waves which gave me so many naughty and lewd thoughts of what I could do with her ass should the opportunity ever arise. My mouth stood open, ready to bite into her hips, when her bulging hips swayed back and forth in front of me. The sight truly made me very horny. Saliva rose freely to my lips when I fantasized just opening those buttocks with trembling fingers. I always think that, if I get a chance I would bury my face in her ass and never come up for air. I reprimanded my dangerous thoughts. My sinful thoughts, but I never listen to myself where Tanuja Bhabi was concerned, because she was always there to make me an uncontrollable sinner again.

Did I mention about her breasts, Of course any description of her would be incomplete if it doesn’t include her enormous well-shaped breasts showing no signs of sagging after tone and half decades of married life. I’ve ever seen a woman with lovely bottom and lovely breasts. Well, Tanuja bhabi was one such woman. Her breasts were the ultimate weapons proudly standing far out from her voluptuous body. They always seemed like they were about to split open, if she breathed too hard. They were too huge, but in a way they left my mouth wide open and my hands trembling in a futile wish to touch them at least once before my final demise. She does have big tits, but they’re perky, firm and a nice handful. I’m sure they aren’t going to be sagging around her waist when she hits fifty. In short Her curves might a matter of envy for most of the female of her age.

On a number of occasions when she was busy with house chores in my presence, she was less guarded about her dress. I saw more of her sexy cleavage and she bent over more in my presence even it was not really needed. It made me feel hot and uncomfortable but I did nothing as we were still maintaining usual respectable polite distance.

It was when I was in my bed at night; there wasn’t a night when I didn’t jerk off the hardness of my cock to mental images of Tanuja Bhabi being fucked by me. That was all the time of my masturbation when her naked body was my number one fantasy. I spent a lot of time jacking off just from thinking about her while she probably had no idea that I wanted her so badly. I love her. I had always loved her but I’ve done it in silence. I had been feeling guilty because I dream about fucking my best friend’s wife.

At that time my frustrations were so painful when I met Tanuja Bhabi I could not look at her because I was frightened of her, frightened of myself, my feelings for her. I never bothered to pester them with uninvited intrusions to their house, although I wanted to meet Tanuja Bhabi every time, every day, but not meet her. I was like a tormented child. I had no explanation what this woman did to me; all I knew was that I was dying to make this woman mine and there was no way in the world it could be possible. I could not foresee any way of achieving that.

Ranjeet got a huge loss in his business because of over investing when the market was dead. Before he confided in me, it was too late his business was beyond irretrievability. Ranjeet had fought his business with everything he had. Then, just as surprising he decided to go to America to seek his fortune. In many respects, it was the best of times and, naturally, the worst of times. He needed to leave his wife and children behind all alone during his stay in the states.

He had lost his parents. Although Tanuja bhabi’ parents were available for their daughter care. But in the India custom, the parents or relatives of the female would not stay with their daughter and son-in-law. Ranjeet turned to me, his very good friend and adopted brother for help. Needless to say, I willingly stepped into the breech to be a good caretaker and helper towards his family in case of their need during his absence.

In a nutshell, he was fully convinced I was a thorough gentleman and not a scoundrel or opportunist at all. Thus, he asked me to take care of his family in his absence; I assured him that I would do my utmost to make sure that all their needs, no matter what would get my unscrimping love and attention. He thanked me profusely for being such a good friend and benefactor and he told Tanuja and the children to look to me for love and guardianship until he came back for them, that I had promised to take care of their needs. I was a little uncomfortable about this situation because I was not sure how I’d keep distance from Tanuja bhabi, but I felt I owed it to my friend to help out while he was away. I promise with me that I’ll never think my friend’s wife more like that and would be treat her like a sister- in- law. All my sexual intentions with Tanuja Bhabi were brushed to one side momentarily as I took over my new role.

Ranjeet went to the USA but didn’t t inform his wife or me of his arrival to the states. It was so strange not to hear from him. We feared the worst. We tried to get information but couldn’t and after a month he himself informed us by telephone that he had been caught by the US immigration as he had a large amount of narcotics and was going to be imprisoned for seven years.

The incidence was a big shock to both of his family and myself. I liked Ranjeet a lot; he was really like a brother to me. Tanuja bhabi had to face lot of problems, and it had paralyzed her. She moped around the house, hardly doing anything, hardly going anywhere. For the next few months, I helped Tanuja bhabi with all the things that she had to do while at the same time comforting her. All Tanuja bhabi wanted was to have someone to hold, and I had no problem in doing just that.

I was more concerned about the uncertainty and insecurity of Tanuja Bhabi and her small family. Although it was a big shock to them at the time, but time heals every things. Now I was a more frequent visitor to Tanuja Bhabi and her family, I was spending most of my time now near Tanuja Bhabi and her family. We held regular meetings and discussed the problems as well as worked out solutions in the smooth running of their home; I had gained quite a reputation as a member of their family and was well liked and respected by them. We gradually became friends and got to know more about each other. I became her hero when I came to her aid. Weeks and months went by as Tanuja Bhabi and I got to know each other better. I didn’t think about her sexually for at least a few months, and then I realized that she was single now and I have more chances than ever.

Tanuja Bhabi would sometimes invite me over for an evening meal. She was also calling me more frequently for different kinds of help like the children’s school matters and financial support for her family in her day-to-day activities. Several times we traveled from one place to another together for different reasons in my car. She bent to give it to me or doing her house chores I would have see her cleavages, Now she didn’t even try to cover them. So many times I noted her braless, because the way her breasts were moved suggesting that she was without a bra, they seemed to move with there own momentum. On those occasions Her breasts bounced in her Kameez like a couple of puppies fighting in a sack. Once Tanuja bhabi and I went to her children school and there was a cool brisk breeze blowing. It caught the bottom edge of Tanuja bhabi ‘s Kameez and lifted it. What a sight it was, for a split second, I saw the usually secret top of her shalwar, her shalwar covered hips, which made me mad. She saw me looking at her bottom; she smiled, pulled her top and covered her bottom. That was killing me. I have to admit that I tried rather hard to think of anything about Tanuja bhabi but my disloyal mind didn’t agree with me.

My desire to fuck Tanuja Bhabi came back again at different times when we were alone together in her house. These times became more frequent as if she herself was organizing it that way. At least that was what I thought. When we where traveling in my car, I always tried to touch her belly, breasts, and bottom by one or other pretext, those were mere touches in comparison. Every accidental touch of any part of her body shook me and sent series of shivers down my body. I had always respectful with Tanuja bhabi though, allowing my flirting to remain just within friendly limits.

It was not problem for me to stay with her alone in kitchen. As So many times I went and stood close by her side, not too close but close enough when ever she was making coffee or tea for me. I was expecting her response after each touch but she was amazingly unresponsive. Her body was really made for a sin and Even a saint would lose his self-control in close proximity to her.

I meaningfully stared passionately into her lovely eyes, she also kept her eyes on me, and sometimes she smiled while looking at me but nothing more than that. Days passed us by.

On different occasions I approached her with small gifts for her and the children, which she gracefully accepted with grateful thanks. Each time I went to her I made up some business reason. I brought special gifts like perfume, body lotion and so on for her and chocolates for her children. She used to hug me lightly whenever I returned from a long visit away. I have to admit, that I wished so many time to let my hands linger a little to her feel body, but I never did try nor show my sexual intention. It was only because I could not trust myself.

I wanted her desperately; my fantasies were still devouring her ripeness every time I retired to my bed. I slept most nights in my own ejaculate. On various occasions, I’ve had the pleasure of watching Tanuja Bhabi work in kitchen wearing her casual shalwar, Kameez. I had seen her as my Bhabi (sister-in-law) first and a woman second. Now I was looking her as a woman first and my Bhabi second, a woman that I dreamed about every night and felt sexual stirrings for. It was totally wrong, and it was driving me crazy. I would see her in the kitchen fixing dinner and have sexual thoughts. She would lean over to get something out of the refrigerator and I would see her Kameez tighten over her smooth ass and pull between her cheeks. An unwanted chill would go through me. When she bent over in front of me, my eyes would fall on the opening of her Kameez and I would look at the tops of her swinging breasts.

Now I was like a member of Tanuja Bhabi’s family and I used to have dinner at their place often. I’m really quite a shy man, not one for chatting up the women. We talked for hours and I felt so comfortable at their place. We discussed a lot of things, her family, her family problems, and her children. What she wanted from life. Tanuja wanted a very normal life, love, and kids. She told me several things about what had gone on in her life. We would sometimes sit in her house late at night alone, and talk but never anything personal, never any hint about what I thought about her, I was waiting for a good time. I never saw her in a romantic mood. The relationship I wanted from her would never materialize. Once on a rainy night when we were sitting in her drawing room after dinner and were raining like a hell outside, Tanuja bhabi was dressed in my favorite color shalwar Kameez suit and smelling like a jasmine flowers. Suddenly she asked me, ” When will be marrying, bhaiya (brother)? Tell me what kind of girl should I look for, for you?” (This is common in India that sisters search bride for their brothers).She did not know about my girlfriend Tulika.

I do not know from where I got all this courage and with out any intention I answered “Like you.” I smiled nonchalantly at smiled nonchalantly at her, who froze for a moment.

“Like Me? What do you mean?” She moistened her lips and asked with a nonspecific smile.

I answered, “I mean pretty, attractive and beautiful like you.” She looked stunned at me for a moment, clearly embarrassed. She did not know what to say and stared at me for a few seconds. Then a whimsical smile crinkled her lips as she answered quietly, “Dhrub, you make fun of me, Dear. I am not beautiful.” I knew she was affected by me, in a sexual way. She moved as though she was about to stand up when I touched her to stop her.

I pulled her to me and held onto her hand firmly, “No! I am not lying, Tanuja Bhabi. You are the most beautiful lady in my eyes, you look great to me always!” I said to her passionately.

“Thank you, Dhrub!” Tanuja Bhabi uttered quietly.

She was blushing from head to toe, looking me in a strange way. Victory was in sight!

I pulled her to me and sat her on my lap; she was looking like a doll in my lap, this was my first attempt to touch her. Tanuja Bhabi was softer and warmer than my wildest dreams. She was reluctant and tried to get up but couldn’t because of my embracing arms.

Her breast, though firmly held in place by her fabric, touched my body. I was in heaven. She looked at me for a few seconds with big sad eyes, as she was like in a trance, Her face grew red instantly as I leaned my head over her and whispered: “Tanuja Bhabi you are so soft, so full, so ripe, so hot, so humid. ” As I looked down, our lips were just a couple of inches from each other’s. I had no hesitation whatsoever in planting my lips on hers as she grew stiff in my hands. I put my lips on her lips and kissed her. Even though I was sucking her lips, she didn’t respond as I expected. I placed my hand on her breast and started palming her nipples feeling them erecting under my gentle touching. I squeezed her breasts, she was breathing heavily, panting for breath. I simply could not believe that it was not a dream. Suddenly she became a little angry and pushed me away, saying,

“What is this nonsense, Dhrub?” she asked and it was an angry quiet sound like I’d never heard from her before.

She released herself from my grip; breaking away from me, me and adjusted her dupatta (head/neck long scarf) and her clothing, stood up and placing her hands gracefully on her hips took up an angry pose. Then she looked directly into my eyes and said. “What the hell do you think you are up to?” She screamed. “Dhrub, I love you, I love you like my Brother! Is it normal for someone to want to fuck her Brother, or, for you, to want to fuck your Sister? You never heard Bhabi is just like one’s sister. Have you no shame?” ” It was hard for me to read her face, I had the feeling she was insincere. She wanted me to argue with her.

I was totally pissed off and I did not know what to say to her. I felt disappointed for a moment to have come so close to enjoy my dream lady, whom I have fantasized for more than three years.

“Either I was totally wrong in my thinking about you or are you really a bad character? Or, maybe something has shocked you. You think that I am a whore? What is it, Dhrub? You did prove yourself very cheap,” She placed a finger on her lips. She looked so fragile, so innocent. She was shaking a little, in anger or may be in fear.

I was embarrassed, for the first time in my life; I thought I would die of embarrassment, Standing right in front of Tanuja bhabi with down head and silent, I couldn’t help staring at her.

I was speechless for a moment. For a few seconds the room remained silent to the hilt with the only exception of the noise of the heavy rain getting in through the ventilators. The most perfect moment had come and slipped away. I simply couldn’t look her in the eyes, I felt totally deflated as if someone had punctured my ego. I was at a banquet with no appetite. It was as if something between us had broken. I could not believe how stupid I had been to bring myself into this situation. The Earth resumed its movement. And my brain started to work again, although a bit sluggishly; “Sure, ok! Look, I am very sorry! I did not mean to… I am so sorry Tanuja Bhabi I didn’t mean to treat you badly, to cheapen this moment. I thought you liked it. Liked me enough to………..”I stumbled for words, ” I think I should not have done that. But when I felt your beautiful body, so warm in my arms and under my touch…I got carried away. Of course that was not correct of me. You are Ranjeet’s, my friend’s wife. But, saying that, it feels just too wonderful when I touch you, I wanted to just hold you in my arms, nothing more than that. It was rash of me. I was not thinking . . . ” she held up his hand to stop me.

“No need to be sorry, it’s all right Dhrub, What do I owe you? I understand. I feel that you are making me pay for your kindness to me and to my children by asking me to do this thing with you. I don’t want to pay you back by doing these things with you. I hope you understand. Don’t worry, I will not tell anyone, we should better forget whatever happened tonight, and should try to keep our relationship untainted as before if possible, ” She said. “And I think it would be better if you go now.” Tanuja bhabi added. Her words hit me like a hammer between my eyes. I walked up and reached for a glass of water from the table beside her. “It’s ok, as you wish” I said with frustration, when I drunk. She left me and turned and walked into her bedroom and quietly shut the door. An impenetrate able barrier.

I had feared all these obstacles from the beginning, I had tried to fight them off, be ready with answers to convince her it was right and what we both wanted. I waited there for some time. But she didn’t come back.

So I left her house with my tail between my legs, like a beaten dog, swearing that I would never again humiliate myself in the manner again. As I sat silently in my car, I wondered what to do and where to go. I was angry, embarrassed, confused, and yes, still excited. I drove around more or less aimlessly for an hour. I thought about what I’d just done, and I realized that I did nothing so wrong. I tried to tell myself to forget what had happened and forget her, forget Tanuja for the rest of my so miserable life and to just concentrate on my driving, further way from her, to my home, to my empty four walls. How I did it, I do not know, finally defeating my anxiety I reached my home safely.

I changed and slipped into bed very upset, and was feeling very ashamed and guilty, and then, the phone rang, pulling myself back up from my pit of despair. It was my blessed, Tanuja Bhabi! She just wanted to know, whether I reached to home? Then she hung up before I could answer. I was so very confused, and was thinking that I shouldn’t do anything. I could see the heavy rains lashing outside through the bedroom windows, nothing compared to my sadness, which were pouring through my eyes.

My mind was in turmoil. I tried but for me, sleep wouldn’t come all night. I was incredibly confused, every time I closed my eyes I saw angry Tanuja Bhabi’s. I’ll never forget the look on her face the first time I touched her. She was surprised; her checks were red and her lips were white. I had done something that made me feel guilty and embarrassed me, yet I would do it again if I got the chance.

to be contd……….

At midnight I phoned her back a couple of times, each time I found a busy tone.

Possibly she intentionally disconnected the line because she doesn’t want to talk with me. Over the whole night, I couldn’t sleep.

I went to her home the next evening. The children said, “Mom went out as she has got some work to do.”

I waited along time, but she did not come. She never goes out, especially at night times. I left her home disheartened. It was midnight when I tried to talk to her over the phone but found the line busy again.

I thought, over and over, was it wrong to tell her that she was beautiful? Was it wrong to kiss her? Was it wrong to feel and caress her breasts? Was it wrong to want to fuck her? I know she wanted me to. There were So many questions but no answers. Just an echo of my stupidity.

I could not sleep that night again. I got angry I decided not to meet her, till she called me. Begged me. Then, when she didn’t, I didn’t want to go to her home as usual or try to call her! I was falling into an abyss of depression, deeper and deeper. Countless days of waiting for her to phone, but she didn’t.

The following days were very hard for me and I spent a very frustrating week. I took it hard; especially since I now knew Tanuja Bhabi obviously didn’t have the same feelings towards me as I have towards her. I tried my best, but couldn’t get her out of my head. Six more days passed. I was angry, at both if us, Tanuja Bhabi and me. Me for the stupidity, and with Tanuja Bhabi for not forgiving me. On seventh day I got a call from her at my office. She talked briefly, asking why I had not called… her! Why I had not come to her house?

I told her I tried to many times to call her, but you didn’t respond to me! I thought that you hadn’t forgiven me and were still angry, so I thought that you didn’t want to meet me!

She just said, “If I was angry, then it was not your duty to adore me?”

“Sorry, Bhabi, I thought but knew you never . . .” I replied with defeating tone.

She said with mock anger, “We will discuss it some other time, but the children are very upset and want to know why their uncle doesn’t come over. They miss you and want to see you.”

Then she said she was so sorry and asked me, “Would you mind visiting my house this evening? There’s so much we need to talk about.” she pleaded that, because she needed my help with something very important. She reminded me that I had promised Ranjeet to help her in all her needs.

“Is this a request or an order?” I enquired jokingly.

“This is an order from your Tanuja Bhabi.” she said naughtily and then said, “Bye!”

After that I couldn’t concentrate on my office work so I abandoned everything and rushed to her house with my heart in my mouth, I was a little nervous about what Tanuja Bhabi had planned. When I walked towards the front door. My heart began to beat harder just at the thought of seeing Tanuja Bhabi again. I found Tanuja Bhabi in the Drawing Room, with her children.

As I entered the Drawing room, my heart melted when I didn’t see any sign of anger on her face. Tanuja bhabi greeted me with the same friendliness and smile as always, and behaved me as if nothing had happened. Gazing into my eyes and gave me a neutral welcoming smile, “Please, sit down, I’m really glad you came, Dhrub.” She said in low voice, still gazing at me as though trying to give me a hidden message. Tanuja Bhabi was looking even more exciting than ever. She didn’t seem as arrogant as she was that night. Chatting with my nephews again was a delight to me, as it seemed to be with them, which was evident by the laughter in their eyes and manner.

We were like a family group enjoying a familiar pastime for at least an hour or so. Tanuja Bhabi was laughing, quite gaily as if content with things. From time to time I held her gaze and I could read in her eyes anxiety and need. There was nothing untoward happened that night, much to my disappointment. Tanuja wants me! I know she does! I hoped I was reading the right message in her eyes and attitude towards me this time.

After half and hour the children went to sleep. We sat in silence sipping our tea. Low cut V-shape neckline of her Kameez was allowing me to get a look at her cleavage and the top of her bra covered breast, whenever she bent down to pick up her cup from the small table in front of us. Her black bra was also visible through the silky material.

We both sipped our drinks in silence for a bit and didn’t talk for the first few minutes. I was looking at her, observing her and it was obvious she wanted to say something more but was not able to. “So, what are you going to do with me now Bhabi?” Finally I asked Tanuja Bhabi, breaking her thoughts, who sipping her tea gracefully and was looking at the TV. She looked to me to be a bit confused. As if she was trying to make up her mind about something. We were both still shy of each other.

“Well, I’m not too sure right now. What I should have do with you,” bhabi took a deep breath and said.

After some time she slowly moved over and sat on the edge of sofa beside me and surprisingly apologised to me. Tanuja bhabi was all neat and smelling sweetly of rose water. She reached over and slowly placed her hand upon my hand and squeezed tenderly. She toke hold of my hand in her hand. This was usual for us to sit beside each other, sometimes quite closely on one sofa but taking my hand to be really a surprising for me, as she had never touched me before, my head lifted from my shoulders with joy, at last I over came her obstinacy. She kept her eyes on me.

“I’m afraid I’ve spoiled your plans for the evening,” Tanuja Bhabi apologized.

“Nonsense!” I replied. “After all, it was you who made this into a date of sorts. Sitting this close to you is as equally as dangerous for us as it was last time, My Bhabi.”

She took my head in her hands. With her eyes close to mine, she looked at me with her big blue eyes very lovingly and asked me “Dhrub you still angry with me?”

“No, Bhabi, I am not, you were angry with me,” I replied.

“I know I hurt you, but I’m really sorry I was rude to you.” So, what do you want me to do, beg for forgiveness ”

“No Bhabi! Don’t you, I should plea for forgiveness. I didn’t appreciate the way that happened, but I just wanted only things to be all right between us. You and I are attracted to each other you know that. We have been from the time we first met. I touched you because it was compulsive, I could not help myself. You punished me because of your beauty.” I replied.

“Dhrub you are right, I was angry when you touched me, you did something to me that only my husband could do with me.” Her tone was sad. She continued, “Nobody else has ever touched me like that in the places where you touched me.”

I said, “Sorry Bhabi, really I am. What I did was not good. I know no one could take Ranjeet’s place, I didn’t know you wouldn’t like the things that I did? I am very sorry.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. Things sometimes happen that way. We were always friends and would be and I think I was an idiot to become angry. She was almost weeping and murmuring things under her breathe. I wanted to soothe her, run my fingers through her hair, but was afraid to touch her. Once again I held her hand and said, “Bhabi I am sorry, but things I did to you were only because I am deeply in love with you, Bhabi I am crazy about you. So, what do you want me to do? I love you. You are just out of this world. I’m sorry if you are upset over what happened that night, but I am not going to apologies for it. I have wanted you for years. You have always been the object of my fantasies. Come on Bhabi, share your thoughts with me, may be I help you,” I said.

“I don’t know, ho I can? I am very simple woman. I have been very faithful to my husband. He has also been a very good husband. He has loved me from the deep of his heart, we have a very trusting and loving relationship.” She said.

“I understand and I have seen this, but also love you and you know I’ve never tried but now fate had brought this. Now, it was up to you to make it last. Don’t kill me bhabi, you’re killing me, slowly but surely.” I said it with a confidence.

“Me? Am I killing you?” she asked with fear.

“Yes! Bhabi you’re killing me, when you’re acting like this.” I said.” please Bhabi Put all of the sadness and bad thoughts out of your mind, and think about the good times. You know, there are plenty of them. Lets we do it, just do it. You’ll be glad you did,” I pleaded and then added,” I guess I’m making a fool of myself again.”

Bhabi looked at me and said, “Thank you, you are very nice to us, now please forget it and be normal. That’s in the past,” she added. “We can’t change that. You did what you did. I did what I did.” ” She laughed. “I trust you, Dhrub. I know you love me,” she added.

Her eyes started talking some special language, and said “You’re naughty.” she pulled back her hand from mine. But she was smiling and her eyes were glittering. Was she playing with me? Flirting with me? Or, did I see love in her eyes, love for me? “No, It was an invitation and without hesitation, I took it.”

I grabbed her hand again, I pulled her to me, and she snuggled up close to me. Immediately I felt her warmth and I was breathing in her intimate body aroma issuing from her sexy body. Her body molded into mine and I savoured the feel of warm body for the first time in nearly four years. We groped each other for a few minutes; it was an almost strange emotion for me, as I hadn’t touched someone with any sort of affection since my wife died. I allowed my hands to touch her and trace her smooth body, only then noticing that she was trembling as much as I was. Then, just as abruptly she got up from me, ” Are you doing that again? Don’t do, the children may see.” She whispered making a play-acting look of angry disapproval.

I laughed and said, “I am doing nothing just holding my sweet Bhabi close to me, and I know that the children are sleeping.”

“I am nervous, Dhrub, promise, you will not cross the limit.” She said haltingly. I could still sense a flicker of fear and hesitation in her eyes.

“Okay, I promise I wouldn’t do anything without your permission”

“But won’t the children come to know?” she blushed and took her hands to cover her face.

“How will they? We are not going to announce it and we will meet like before. Don’t worry Bhabi.” She was quite shy at first, but soon got into it.

Again she pulled her hand back and layback on another sofa with an alluring smile on her face. Was she prick teasing me again? Was it possible? This was the best signal I had received from her so far.

I was thinking of many options at a time. Should I proceed further? Is it my first day after so many years of fantasy and dreams to fuck her? Do we have enough time right now to complete the whole act here on the sofa of her choice? Is it safe to start here? Will she be angry if I proceed further? Will she be so angry that our relationship will be at an end?

Even with my head buzzing with all those questions I still wanted to fuck her. After a long time being patient, approximately 3 years to come to this point I can’t, I must not miss this opportunity. Because I know the time has come. Soon I would be in bed with Tanuja Bhabi. Sitting on the other sofa I started chatting with her and actually praising her beauty. I praised her earlier as well but those more generalized; now I am specific. I told how nice and appealing she is, how sexy her figure was to my eyes, how horny her delectable ass made me feel. How I wanted to possess her and her delectable ass. She laughed, smiled glitteringly and whispered, ” You are so naughty Dhrub.”

I went to her sofa and sat very close to her and immediately embraced her, she was a bit shy and happy too. Then she asked me, “Would it be correct for us, Dhrub?” pausing to take a hurried breath and continued, “Are you sure this is what you want, Dhrub? I’d do almost anything for you, but I have to know, would you keep our relationship with me, the same as it is now? Wouldn’t you think of me as a whore? Would you still give me respect, the same respect that you are giving me now? You’re the only man who asked me to do this other than my husband. Do you understand me Dhrub?”

“Yes! I understand you, my sweet Bhabi?”

“I need you, Dhrub, but I don’t want to use you. Do you understand?” she took my hand close to her face, and this time did indeed plant a soft tender kiss. she kept looking into my eyes.

“You aren’t using me, Bhabi. Honest. I want to be with you.”

“Dhrub! I swear on my children’s life that I never have been with other than my husband in my life,”

“I know it Bhabi and I know you better.” I knew her too well and was pretty sure it was the first extramarital affair for her. Or so she said and she was probably truthful. She’d been mostly faithful to her husband.

She felt more relaxed, I had reassured her.

I smiled at her and took her hand; She stroked my hand and smiled in return. I placed her hand onto my chest, onto my heart. “Come on Bhabi, what do you say? Feel my heart, how it throbs, how it beats for you! Why can you deny this? Deny what you feel for me? I love you! I promise I will give you all my respect, because my heart, this heart is yours. Yes, I want you so desperately. This is what we both want, each other. We can’t back out now.”

We locked eyes, and I gently pushed her down onto the sofa, moving over and lay down on top of her and put my lips onto her lips. While she was saying, ” don’t do Stop it, please.” softly over and over making no attempt to stop me. I felt her body melting into my hands. She couldn’t hold it any longer. She responded me and kissed passionately on my lips. Her legs opened so suddenly I was lying in between them. My heart leapt with joy! For the first time Tanuja Bhabi allowed me to kiss her passionately, with sexual feeling. It was a long kiss. Her lips were the softest I’d ever felt. Our lips parted, and I felt her tongue, warm and soft, caressing mine. Her mouth was moist and she tasted clean and fresh. Her arms were clenched tightly around my neck, her eyes filled with both fear and desire. Both of us were breathing heavily, I hugged her tightly and she held me firmly as well. We began kissing each other like mad. Our tongues began wrestling furiously after which I kissed her cheeks, neck and shoulders. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I tried to put some distance between us while I kept sucking her tongue so that I can squeeze her breast. But could not, as she was holding me hard against her body pressing her breasts against me. My beloved Tanuja was mine.

I was kissing and licking her checks, eyes, nose, neck, ears and shoulder. Tanuja Bhabi was breathing heavy and slightly moaning at each kiss, at each caress, her body trembling, passing on the message of her desire for me. Her hands were clutching, embracing me tightly. My cock was hard and was touching her mound, knowing she could feel my love message to her. For how long we were in that position I don’t know. I was squeezing her breasts, she heavily breathing, moaning, working her hips against me, feeling my rigid hardness, increasing her wetness, she knew as I did that her cunt was ready for my rampant cock!

I moved my hands to her breasts. My hands were looking for her nipples, covered over by her Kameez, and bra. I teased her nipples with my fingers, making them hard and then I kissed them through the fabric of her Kameez. Suddenly she put pressure onto my chest and said, “Dhrub, you don’t know how much I owe you but we should have some limits to what we are doing.

“My heart dropped with a thud, she was putting up the shutters again!

I asked, “Why you are saying this?”

She began to avert my eyes, and turned her head on the wall, staring at the painting on the wall.” It’s true you did many things for me, and for my family since we met, and especially in the absence of my husband, you had been there for my family and for me when we needed someone, and had taken care of my family like nobody else ever had or would again.” I saw her eyes shine with tears.

“No Bhabi! Please don’t talk like this I love you! If you don’t like bhabi, I wouldn’t even touch you, I never like seeing you unhappy,” I answered.

“I’m not unhappy,” she exclaimed, touching my arm. “These are tears of joys, that I’m with you!”

“Then let me fulfill my desire Bhabi. I will die if you didn’t permit me to eat you, to taste you, to love you!”

” Okay! Give me time to think about this. I love you, but please, not yet,” she whispered.

“If you are saying no, now, then when, Bhabi?”

“I will tell you when,” Tanuja Bhabi replied breathlessly.

“Tell me, why not…now”? I ordered crossly.

She looked down to the floor shyly and said in almost a whisper, “You have to promise me that you do not want to see me naked.”

I knew her; she was a very shy and conservative woman by nature so I told her,

“I promise, but please let me do it now.”

“Ok! You have to go to bedroom and let me check my children are sleeping first.” I went to her bedroom not believing that this was happening. Had she just said, ‘yes!’

I sat there in the dark, nervous as hell on the edge of the bed, taking in the familiar sight of Tanuja Bhabi’s bedroom. It was difficult to feel entirely comfortable, since I’d never been here before. There was still a scent of Tanuja Bhabi herself in the air, of her daily living and personal perfume that marked this as her place and no one else’s. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.

Finally the bedroom door opened and she came in, closing the door very quietly behind her. All I could see was her outline, like a shadow in the darkness. The only light came from living room and it cast the room with shades of gray.

The aroma of her warm body assailed my nostrils as she sat on the bed beside me. She was trembling as I drew her into my arms, but she came into them willingly, She ran her fingers through my chest hair and said, “Thank you for keeping the lights off, Dhrub. I love you for that.” She then pulled me off the bed and threw back the blanket and pulled me into bed with her, smoothly covering us up. We were talking, while we lay beside each other on the bed on our sides facing each other, drinking in our quiet togetherness. It was a magical feeling. A moment shared. A moment I had been waiting for such a long time for.

We hugged and she draped her hand over me. “Oh! Bhabi, don’t play shy with me now, Come closer, I want to feel your vibrancy, your passionate heat! Please Bhabi! We are going to make love!”

“Dhrub, I have some things I need to say to you,” Bhabi said suddenly.

“I’m her in your arms to learn it, bhabi,” I told her.

“I need a respect, Dhrub, promise me you wouldn’t decrees my respect. I’ll do as you like but I want it to happen under this roof.” She said again these words.

“Oh, bhabi, this is not something new you’re telling me, I’ve told you bhabi, you’re the most respectable woman for me today, and I’ve promised you that you would be in respectable woman for me in future, I’ll do always what you like, ” I replied.

“Another thing, I want this kept between the two of us. I don’t want this all over town so to speak.”

“We both are respectable and I’m not a teenager, believe me, bhabi, and now please make yourself comfortable. After this there is no turning back now ” I replied.

I pulled her to me and She snuggled closer and hugged me. Now she could feel my hardness, feel what I had to put into her. The heat of her body was divine. We embraced tightly, creasing each other’s bodies for a moment, just quietly enjoying our intimacy. Each moment a moment treasured.

She pulled herself as close to me as possible, which meant that her breasts pressed against my chest, I could feel the warmth of her taut nipples against my chest. Her breasts were soft like a lump of molten butter. We lay like that for maybe five minutes, maybe longer when she asked, “Have you gone to sleep?”

I laughed, ” No, although to sleep like this in your arms I would want to do forever.”

“If you want to, sleep like this, I mean, I have no objection.” She said laughingly.

“You are teasing me again, My Bhabi! How can I sleep? We had waited long enough. I needed to be in you and you needed me to be in you, and we didn’t mess around.” I put my hand on Tanuja Bhabi’s hip, and my iron cock, protruding, pressing and rubbing against her Mound-of-Venus. Gentle fucking motions, which she was responding to. Telling me she wanted my cock inside her.

“It’s good to see you happy.” she replied.

“Aren’t I always happy? I said.

“No, most times you’re a sad man pretending to be happy.” and gave me a little peck on the lips, “Only because I know you.” She added.

“Well, now you know me a lot better.”

She stirred and moved back against me. Leaving my one hand grasping on her firm breast. My hands cupped her firm,big and round pair of her breasts and pulled them up. Tanuja Bhabi was excited as I was, She breathed deeply, Her body shivered again and again and my heart was pounding like a jackhammer.

Soon my hand was exploring, first her tummy and finger walking, caressing on down her inner thighs, her legs opened for me to give me access to her mound. Feather touching her cunt and felt the lips opening through her shalwar. There was no barrier of panties. Her crutch was wet with her secretions and I could smell her sex now and wanted more, more, much more. It was the elixir of love. I soon had my hand down the waistband of her shalwar, finding her cunt to be baby smooth she had recently shaved it, for me?

“This belongs to my husband, your friend,” she whispered. “But I have to oblige today; this is your gift from me. If I’m right, you wanted it?” she said.

I gasped in excitement before running my fingers up and down her wet slit and said, “I’m much oblige of my sweet bhabi for this. Bhabi, this is the best and most precious gift that any woman can ever give!” I said.”

“I’m happy if you accept it from your bhabi,” bhabi said huskily.

My fingers had no trouble moving between her legs to the hole of her hot and so juicy pussy and I slid a long finger right up inside her snug fitting passageway. The passageway I was now desperate to get my prick into, desperate to fuck!

I feverishly unknotted the waistband of her shalwar, sliding the silky garment over her hips, which Tanuja lifted willing, just as eagerly as me. Now the doors were open she was just as keen to fuck as I was. Now it was carnal lust. She helped me to slip the shalwar off her feet, which she kicked, away to the rear of her. The way was clear. I stripped as I slid her shalwar down. Removing my own shalwar. Now we were both naked. We were both hot and lusting for each other. I placed my hand high on her thighs and started to caress them in a circular fashion. A soft moan escaped bhabi. I took it as a sign of pleasure and continued to caress those fleshy, spongy thighs. It felt so great! Her skin was so smooth! I was slowly moving upwards and was now caressing her inner thighs. I could feel the heat that was flowing from the door to heaven that was between those thighs! I nearly came thinking about her hot and wet pussy! Encouraged by her response, I then slowly caressed her pussy.

I slipped my hand between her legs to her pussy to finger her up. My index finger slid into her already well-lubed pussy. She panted her hands reaching to grip my hard erect cock. And she touched my cock; touch of her fingers was electric shock for me I felt I would die or at least I would shout out. I controlled myself. She grabbed it in her delicate hand, her soft fingers encircling it and murmuring incredulously, She slowly, tremulously worked my rampant cock up and down, feeling its whole length and thickness. ” It’s so big and so hot! Dhrub, I’m not sure I can accommodate some thing that size,” She said while slowly began to move my dick back and forth her thumb caressing the tip of my cock’ head. The warmth of her hand against my stiff rod was exhilarating. We fondled each other for quite sometime and then Tanuja Bhabi Slowly opened her legs apart and pulled them towards herself so that they were bent at the knees, and that was clear signal that she wants it now. The moment had finally arrived. My cock was hard and in need of attention, and My Tanuja Bhabi was more than ready to be fucked. It was time to fuck the sweet pussy that no man had ever defiled before, except for her husband. I wasn’t able to stand much more of that so I quickly moved over her, on top of her between her widespread thighs, and rested the head of my cock at her entrance. When I touched the very tip of my dick to her pussy I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. “I have dreamed of this moment since I saw you first and I want to savor each second of it.” I said but Tanuja bhabi didn’t reply but in response only lifted her ass to give my cock a clear target at her pussy hole.

I was rubbing my hard cock into her slimy slit; teasing her. “Do it” Tanuja bhabi said in a half whisper “Stop teasing and put it in me.” I couldn’t believe what was happening? Was I dreaming? I felt her movements and had guessed that she spat on her fingers, and then once again her hands reached down feverishly to grip my hard erect cock, “oh, I was right that was her saliva,” she spread the saliva over my cock, the best lubrication. Then She placed my cock head in betwixt her gateway to heaven, as she felt my knob she bucked her pussy up to meet it. There was not saying, ‘No’ now. I had broken this shy, conservative and gorgeous woman of my dream, and I would now ride her for my complete pleasure. Now all my dreams were coming true. All my fantasies were distilling themselves into this wonderful creature beside me. She wants me to do what I have been itching to do since I first saw her.

I was a tentative to her needs, being gentle, controlled and loving. I was keen to make this moment an item of onward repeated; time and time gain desire for her to have, to beg me for.

The head of my cock touched her warm pussy lips. I paused a while, then I leaned over to gather her in my arms; I slowly, but steadily drove my cock into its new home of my dream woman’s tunnel of love. Tanuja Bhabi’s muscles of her vaginal vulva and its inner lips squeezed and nibbled my cock head. My sensitive flesh began to throb with life and urgency. I moved a little and pressed down into pussy barely two inches. She quivered and moaned a little. Tanuja bhabi pussy wasn’t loose like I thought it would be, but felt pretty tight. I froze for a moment to let her feel my cock inside her. I was savoring this moment too. She raised her hips up off the bed and my prick slid fully up her until my balls nestled against her asshole. I groaned as I felt her pussy close to grip and squeeze me. Tanuja Bhabi was hot. Her cunt was boiling with liquid heat. I relaxed again and felt Tanuja Bhabi’s inner walls nipping my rod, which felt so nice. All of my cock was now buried deep inside her. A sigh of pure ecstasy came over her mouth as I lay over her. I didn’t move. I just lay there with my cock buried up to my balls deep in Tanuja Bhabi’s pussy, savoring the feeling. Then slowly I started to move. Just slow short thrusts, my whole length just moving inside of her. My Bhabi was happy and so I was happy too. I did not feel conquest, just a deep warm love for her and my sheer joy for the precious gift she was bestowing upon me.

I slowly thrust in and out, in and out. Tanuja bhabi was trying to keep her emotions to herself but her body betrayed her, She moved her legs a little more widely for me. So I could get all the way in I grabbed her leg and bent her knee and brought it by my side. I pumped back and forth with a slow pace several times, Very slowly all the way out and all the way back in. She was sighing and gripping me tightly, her legs striking the air at each gentle inward thrust. I felt my knob knocking on the door of her womb, which made her grunt. I was getting now pace. . Her cunt sucked my cock like a baby sucking a feeder nipple.

I kept moving within her, in a steadily increasing pace. I felt like I was getting harder and harder inside of her, like my cock was tied in a knot and couldn’t find release. I loved the feeling of my cock sliding into her; I felt extreme sexual pleasure the way her pussy muscles clenched tightly onto my cock. Her pussy walls parted as my erect cock penetrated deeper and deeper into her warm interior. The exquisite sensation of sliding in her warm pussy over my cock was incredible. The inside of her pussy felt so wet, so warm and so tight as if moist velvet vice gripped my cock. I pulled out and sated for a moment and then with one courageous hard push, the entire length engulfed my erect cock into her pussy. It was heaven for me! I felt the restriction around my knob, it felt like I was entering and leaving her very womb! I wanted to make each stroke in, as deep and satisfying as possible. Tanuja Bhabi was taking deep breaths and making soft moaning sounds.

I started thrusting into her cunt, forcing excited moans from her throat. My strong fingers gripping her shoulders tightly, holding her down in place while I gave her the fucking of her lifetime. It was obvious to me that she had never had a cock the size of mine in her entire life before. Tanuja Bhabi started to flow as her natural flow was a river overflowing. Her ankles were locked and digging into my ass, actually pressing into my butt crack. She was panting and trying to grab my hips and pull me in further. Her pussy was so wet with her natural cunt lube. So by this time I could hear my cock sloshing around. My balls were slapping against her ass and my dick had reached new depths where her husband had never gone.

“Bhabi you are so hot,” I said.

” Yes,” Tanuja Bhabi answered, saying with one little word.

“Bhabi, Don’t be ashamed, talk with me, “I cannot see, you but I want to feel that I’m on top of you.” I grabbed her hips and began to thrust into her for all I was worth, fucking her hard and as deep as I could.

“I’m imagining you, your nakedness, feeling your hot body against my own, Dhrub. Image me in your minds eye.” It was dark and the light was off so I couldn’t see her face but I could imagine it taking pleasure. To please me, her erotic moaning became louder as I thrust my cock in and out like a mechanical piston. The oil for which was her copious love juices, some of which, I could feel saturating my testicles and thighs. The smell of Tanuja’s hot juicy cunt was driving me into further lustful plunging. Not wanting to cum too soon I slowed down, marking time to regain control. Bhabi too was taking a breather. She whispered into my ear, “Dhrub! It feels I am loosing my virginity all over again. Oh! You are so big! Your cock stretches my pussy wider than they have ever been stretched before!” She giggled a bit and then went on to say, “you don’t know that all that time, you were the one I wanted. You have always made me feel horny. I have always wanted you since you first sat opposite to me at our dinner table. Even with Ranjeet there in the room my knickers were getting wet thinking what you could do to me.”

I remained silent, stunned with what she had just told me.

“I’ve told you I was dying for you from that day, and you were very pretty that day. I was jealous as hell!” I laughed.

“How sweet of you to say, but tell me am I not now,” she said.

“No, you’re still fairy, more pretty than that day, ” I answered. My hands absent-mindedly reached to cup and caress her full breasts through her Kameez.

“Please Bhabi, at least pull up your Kameez to let me feel your flesh against mine.” She hesitated for a while, then without a word raised her Kameez up over her shoulders, revealing her ample breasts. Now I could touch, pinch, kiss, lick and suck her breasts and could feel her warmth, the softness of her breasts, but as yet could not see them. I leaned over her, grasping her breasts, feeling their weight sway in my cupped hands. I fingered her nipples, hearing her squeal in appreciation; that drove me on. Her reply came and She obligingly pulled me to her in a maternal fashion with my head on her chest, just above her breasts, and pressed my face against her chest and I tried to breathe, my nose, and mouth pressed hard into the deep valley between her soft breasts.

“Oh, bhabi, these are so sweet,” I groaned.

“Yes! And these are for you keep doing it like that,”

“I want to cradle you like this for a while, it makes me feel nice to do so, My Dhrub.”

She held me for a while very tightly next to her breasts, “Now you are all mine,” Bhabi said lovingly. I was making a feast of both of her nipples and breathing in her body odor. I could not get enough. I was kissing the soft undersides of her breast up the middle around the nipples. Finally I started kissing her breast one after one.

After kissing her nipples I started to kiss and lick all over her breast, she was trying to push her chest up to my mouth and now I began to suckle them very greedily. I was trying to feed from her breasts, licking them, sucking deeply on each nipple.

We both haven’t had sex for years. We were doing it for the first time or so it seemed like a pair of virgins. We both were seeking maximum pleasure from this opportunity, and were fucking like rabbits under the blanket. “Do it hard…very hard,” She was asking continuously. Glass bangles (women love to wear and very common in India) she wore in her wrists were making good music.

I gritted my teeth and fucked her hard I fucked her deep and hard, hoping to bring her to a mind-blowing climax. She went wild as I sucked her nipples and fucked her harder and faster. I picked up speed and all I heard over her moans was the creaking of the bedsprings as I drilled my cock into her aching pussy.

I squeezed her tits, tweaking the nipples, and she squealed as I did so, “Tell me, ” I implored. “Tell me what bhabi what we’re doing?”

“You’re fucking me” she said, “You’re fucking you sister-in-law, and I’m going to make you happy” she said, thrusting herself upward. Her hands were all over my chest and clutching at my hips as she panted and had a huge cum! I thought she had pissed on me when she had her orgasm the first time. Even in the cold night I could feel the sweat running off my face and body. The wildest and most passionate screw I had ever had in my whole life.

Spent and panting she flopped down on me, and after catching enough breath Tanuja said, “Please Dhrub, that is enough, finish it, Dhrub, I’m dying, You’re killing me.” she sobbed I was fucking her tirelessly, as I felt her build up to yet another colossal orgasm which ripped right through her throbbing cunt. Tanuja Bhabi began breathing harder and faster, her hips rising to meet me.

“I will stop only if you let me see you! I want to see you my Bhabi, please show me your naked body. I am eager to see it.” I said.

“No! Dhrub, no, not yet, we have a lifetime for it, this is just beginning, and this is not the end. I shall show you each part of my naked body in my own time; I shall do whatever it is you want from me. Now let us enjoy it.” She said breathlessly and lustfully. In that very instant I felt her hand gripping my ass cheeks and dragging me all inside her cunt, which felt amazingly warm and moist. She even opened her legs more and pushed her pelvis hard up to meet me as if trying to swallow my balls into her ravenous cunt as well. I was inside her cunt as far as I could possibly go!

Now I felt that my sperm was boiling inside my penis very badly and I increased my speed and Tanuja Bhabi was making sexy screams and I felt that I was unable to hold my sperm inside my cock so I asked in broken voice. “I’m coming, where to leave my spunk? Out or in your love hole, bhabi,”

” Don’t care, I had tied my tubes, Come on, cum inside me, I want to feel you do It.” she murmured between subbing.

And Moments later I ejaculated deep inside her. I pumped her cunt as long as I could, before shooting my load into Tanuja Bhabi (sister-in-law.) She shuddered and came just as the first molten shots of spunk blasted from my balls deep into her already flooded hole. I squirted inside Tanuja Bhabi for what seemed an eternity, my body convulsing with each jet and each time it did, and I was pulling Tanuja Bhabi’s hair without realizing. It was perfect; it was the most intense orgasm I can remember ever having. I was riding her like a mare.

Tanuja Bhabi waited patiently until I collapsed onto her, and she locked her legs around my hips, holding me to her – in her, and then kissed me deeply. We lay exhausted in each other’s arms, drenched in each other’s juices, breathing heavily. My cock was still stiff inside of her, and seemed reluctant to return to softness. I could feel my cum leaking out and running down my balls. We both lay panting and catching our breath on the bed as we recovered from our first round.

I pulled my cock out of her velvet sheaf .She dried off my still half erect cock with tissue papers I couldn’t see her but I felt she also was drying her pussy. She sat up and took the towel from the nearby table and began to wipe her pussy, She gently rubbed the towel between her legs, and then She wiped and cleaned my cock with the towel and lay with me again in my arms. Tanuja Bhabi and I lay besides each other for a while, catching our breaths and just enjoying the warm satisfied feeling.

” We needed it, Bhabi. You should see how much I came inside you?” That was so great. I haven’t felt this great in my life!”

She asked “Did you like that? Was it as good as you imagined?” She asked in husky voice and I felt that she was weeping.

“It was incredible bhabi, it was more then good I’ve imagined, but Tanuja Bhabi please let me explain, it isn’t your fault, it is all my fault. I’m the one to blame, I’m so sorry about what I did to you. I shouldn’t have, please pardon me,” I pleaded.

She put her finger on my lips to stop me and said, “No, it isn’t totally your fault, I could not escape the blame. I had allowed it to happen and you did nothing wrong because I had secretly wanted it to happen.” She replied.

“But Bhabi you’re weeping, why?” I asked.

“No, no, this is tear of joy, don’t take it deeply, You’re not to blame, you wanted me, I could always see the sparks flying your eyes for me, In addition, I wanted you I always wanted you. Therefore, no one’s at fault and no one’s to blame.”

“Its mean you would let me do it again,” I asked.

My sweet I’ll do what you like,” she replied and she moved close to me, leaning her face over mine and started to kiss me furiously on my lips. “Really, We needed that Dhrub. I’m Glad you liked it. Nothing had ever felt so sensual, and so right before, and I realized that I found what I had been looking for all this time.” Tanuja Bhabi replied, looking slightly embarrassed. Once the first time is over, she was okay now.

“Bhabi now let me see your naked body. You’ve made me a promise!”

“No! Not now, you must not see me; don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, I shall do all what you want, but not now.” She offered a nervous laugh, and added “I guess it’s time for you to go now, Dhrub, I’m so scared, the children might come down to ask something of me during the night, which sometimes they do.”

“But why,” I asked.

To be continued…

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