(Hi Friends, this is the third part of this scintillating true life tale. In the previous two episodes, you have read, how Bhabhi and I, celebrated my success in B.Tech. in a unique way, by fucking in the Kitchen, then in Bed room and then in the Bathroom…. Next-)
When my Lund calmed down, I got up, lifted Bhabhi in my arms, and put her carefully in the ready bath tub. Bhabhi signaled me also to come inside. I stepped into it. She adjusted herself to make room for me. We lay facing each other. She stretched her legs upto both sides of my chest. Her thighs over my thighs. Her chutads in between my thighs. Lund and Boor feeling the touch of each other. I stretched my legs by the sides of her shoulders.
She moved her hands on my thighs…. Top of her chuchis with the nipples, were coming out and going in the water with her heavy breathings. I started moving my hands on her smooth thighs lovingly. She closed her eyes in extreme satisfaction and fulfillment of her desires, in the just accomplished chudai… Her face calm and composed. Looking serene and beautiful. Graceful as ever!
I called-‘Bhabhi’
Without opening her eyes she said-‘Haan… bolo’
‘Kaisa lag raha hai?’
‘Oh dear! Wonderful…Jannat…Jannat! What a chudai! Pleasure point par tumhare semen ka shot kamaal ka tha. Kya force tha! Bandook ki goli ki tarah laga aur sare sansar ka maja ek sath de gaya. Rom-Rom tript ho gaya. Main to anand ke sagar me doob gayee. Tumhari chudai se dhanya ho gayee. Aisa khumar chadha hai ki toot hi nahi raha!’
Bhabhi aap hi ne sikhaya hai…aapki shiksha ka palan kar raha hoon….apni lakhon me ek pyari Bhabhi ko khush karake…Aap khush hui- mujhe inaam mil gayaa….’ Piyush …tumhare andar god-gifted fucking-quality hai. Tumhara physique, Looks, Tumhara Lund, Lund ka power-sab kamal ka hai! Tumhari stamina adbhut hai! Ise maintain rakhna. Achha batao, tumhara kitni bar hua?’
Bhabhi, Teen bar….’
Janate ho, main aath (eight) bar khalas hui. Lekin Pyas aur badh gayee…Boor KO to tumne dhun diya….lekin adbhut anand ke saath. Boor phoolkar Pua ho gayi hai.’ (Pua-A delicious sweet item-made from stirred flour with dry fruits, deep fried in oil and then dipped in saffron added milk)
‘Achha! Dekhun to…Mujhe Pua bahut pasand hai. Thoda taste karoon…?’
‘Bas tumhe to bahana chahiye – Boor dekhne ka aur chatne-chodne ka…’
We laughed. I stretched my hand, patted her Boor and caressed lovingly. This caused my Lund to stand up and become hard. I held it in my hand and started rubbing it on her Boor under water. She shifted my hand, held the Lund in her own hand, and started rubbing it on her Boor herself. I started moving my hands on her inner thighs.
I said- ‘Bhabhi jaisi aap kamal ki ho, aapki Boor bhi waise hi kamal ki hai. Bhagawan ne badi phursat me, pyar se aapko banaya hoga. Nau sal pahale, pahali bar aapko choda tha. Tab se lekar aaj tak aap waisi hi fresh, fit, aur sexy ho. Aap ka dhyan aate hi Lund kahda ho jata hai. Samne aane par to buri halat ho jati hai. Pata nahi Bhaiya akele Banglore me aapke bina kaise rah pate honge?’
Main bahut Lucky hoon unke jaisa husband mujhe mila’.
Aur Dewar?’
Dewar to Subhan Allah! Wah! Kya Nand-Dulal Dewar paya hai Maine…Dekho Nang- dhadang Bhabhi ke sath Bath tub me ghusa hua hai…chodne ka mouka mila nahi ki shuru….’
We laughed loudly.
Bhabhi bol bhi rahi thi, aur teji se Boor par Lund ko ragad bhi rahi thi… By rubbing my Lund on her Boor, what pleasure she was getting–she knew-but my condition was getting bad. My Lund became hard like rock. Lust got on my head. I was wishing nothing but driving the Lund in her Boor with great force! But what was happening surprised me. She was coming up. Her whole body was shivering under the water making waves in the tub. She had closed her eyes, rubbing the Lund vigorously on her Boor and panting, puffing and screaming.
‘Uuufff…Tum buttering khub karate ho. aaggghhh…Lekin kam kuchh nahi… Mujhe nangi le kar bath tub me ghuse hue ho…Boor khuli hui hai-Lekin Lund bhi nahi pelte aaahhh…Jaldi… Pelo Lund…Main Ja rah hoon… aaagghhh…Pelo……Chalo Lund ghusao …Main center karati hoon…thahro…haan …thik hai…ab pel do….’
I pushed forward. Lund went in her Boor.
Thoda aur pelo….’
I pushed further…
Bas…Bas…yahin rahane do…aaahhh…Kya maja aa raha hai…Ab chodo… Mera jhada…’
She was about to come. I also had come in a mood to fuck hard and I did the same. I started making strokes-fast and furious – She screamed-this was what she wanted….’chodo…chodo…’ More hard strokes and she came up with a loud scream. I halted for a while. Gave her some time to calm down. Then started making slow strokes-with half Lund.
She moved her hand from her Boor to the part of the Lund which was out. I moved my fingers around the mouth of her Boor from where the Lund had entered inside. The Boor muscles contracted and grasped my Lund. I felt heaven!
She exclaimed joyfully.-‘aagghhh…p…i…y…u…s…h…! Thoda aur karo b…a…h…u…t …achha… lag raha hai…!’
Bhabhi, aur jor se ..Chodoon…?’
She rebuked-‘Chodne ke liye nahi bol rahi, Buddhu,…aaahhh…Jahan hath ghuma rahe the…uuuhhh….wahin ghumawo…uuhhfff…bahut maja aa raha hai…hhaaayyyeee..’
I again started moving my fingers around the expanded circular mouth of Boor where the Lund had entered.
She exclaimed-‘Thank you…karate raho!’
Ab mujhse raha nahi ja raha tha. Meri uttejana charam par thi. Main chodna chah raha tha.
Bhabhi aapne muje bhadka diya…Ab bina chode nahi. raha jata…’
Bas chodkar jhad jawoge…Khalas! Are Chudai ka anand lena sikho…Bachhe…Dekho tumhara partner kya chahta hai…?’
Bhabhi kaise karoon? Aapka bemisal husn pagal bana deta hai…’
Breathing control karo…try….’
I struggled to normalize my breathing. But succeeded….Practice of Pranayam came handy. Now, without any excitement – Lund bhitar-bahar karo….Tumhara aim hona chahiye apne partner ka arousal- aisa ki wo mast hokar khud chudai mangne aur karane lage…usake bad usako chodo…ragad ke chodo….’
Main dhire-dhire Lund Boor me bhitar- bahar karane laga. Pani ke andar Bhabhi ka sharir machalane laga. Thodi der me Bhabhi chudwane ke mood me aa gayi. She moved forward and came on my thighs. Lund Boor me ghusa hua tha. Main bhi baith gaya. We embraced. I pushed forward. Boor ke andar pura Lund ghus gaya. She screamed-‘uuuhhh’.
We kissed passionately. I kissed her head, eyes, nose, cheeks, Lips, chin, neck and came to cleavage. Bhabhi pulled my face between her chuchis. She pressed my cheeks with her chuchis by holding them with her hands. Dear! Dear! What a feeling! I came over cloud nine. I licked her chuchis by spreading my tongue. Sucked her nipples. It aggravated her arousal. Her body language changed.
She started moving her hips and seemed to be in a hurry. She was jumping her chutads up and down-stroking my Lund by her Boor. I grabbed her waist with my hands assisting her in making her movements. She was loving to fuck from top. My face was between her chuchis, which were moving up and down due to her strokes, rubbing my cheeks. She was highly excited, in getting duel pleasure of Boor and chuchi fucking simultaneously…
I grabbed her chutads at the bottom, and started squeezing them, as well as, providing her support and assistance in her fucking strokes. Slowly I moved my fingers to her Boor hole feeling the phenomena of her Boor gulping and releasing my Lund. Oh! What a feeling! This pleased her also. She increased her strokes. Now I put my finger on the highly sensitive little muscular gap between the Boor and the anus and pressed it.
This made her to scream. Her strokes became wild. She was coming up. She was trembling and screaming. And then, a loud scream, few more strokes and she fell over me. My Lund was feeling like exploding. She had fucked and reached orgasm. It was my turn now. There was not much room in the Bath Tub to fuck freely. I wanted a hard fuck. I took her out. She went near the basin, put her hands on it and bent forward, raising her chutads up. She spread her legs apart on the floor, and asked -‘Piyush… Pelo ‘
I came behind her. Centered my Lund and inserted in her Boor. I caught her waist with both hands, made a few strokes, and asked- ‘Bhabhi…Ok?’ She said- ‘Haan …achha lag raha hai…chodte raho.’
We enjoyed this standing chudai. I was continuously moving my hands over her back, waist, chutads, abdomen, chuchis-everywhere and making strokes. My upper thighs, hitting her chutads in the forward stroke with thup…thup…thup…thup…was giving me immense pleasure. She was screaming at every stroke and also throwing her chutads back to receive the Lund.
After 7-8 minutes of chudai-both of us came up simultaneously. I held her tightly in my arms from behind and stood motionless till we calmed down.
When I removed my Lund from her Boor, She turned back. We kissed. After a while she said- ‘Ab naha kar niklo. Char ghante se lagatar chod rahe ho. Kuchh khana pina hai ki nahi…?.’
‘Aapki chudai ka Maha-Prasad mil raha hai…Isase achha aur kya hoga?’
‘Ab niklo…Bath Room me nahane aaye the–aur lage chodne. Yahan bhi nahi chhoda.
‘Bhabhi, jab Ras Malai samne ho to kiski lar nahi tapakegi…Aur main to ek saal se bhukha hoon.’
Isi tarah thitholi karate hue hamne ek sath nahaya aur nange bath room ke bahar aaye. I put on just a cotton pajama – no underwear, Bhahi wrapped herself with a yellow printed silk gown-nothing underneath. Her nipples were clearly visible. Mere Lund me sursuri hone lagi. Abhi to Puri raat baki thi…!
She went in the kitchen. I sat before TV. It was 7.50 pm. While I was surfing the channels, she came with a tray in hand containing tea and snacks. She sat by my side putting the tray on centre table.
Lo. Chay piyo…Tumhara favorite Haldiram bhi hai…aur cream buiscuit.’
Meri favorite to aap ho Bhabhi…’
Mujhe khawoge kya…’
5 ghante se to aap hi ko to ‘kha’ raha hoon. Abhi to Puri raat baki hai…!’
5 ghante Pel-Pel kar to wo hal kar diya hai ki main thik se chalne nahi pa rahi hoon. Subah to uthane bhi nahi pawoongi….Tum doosre kamare me sona…usmen bhi AC hai…chalu kar
Lena…’I caught her feet-‘Bhabi, raham. Itni badi saja mat dijiye…’
She took my face in her hands and kissed. ‘Nautanki!…Chalo maaf kiya…Lekin jaise main chahungi waise…’Ok. Bhabhi Rani…gulam aapki khidmat ko taiyar hai…’
Ham dono hasne lage. Main phir unki bagal me aa gaya aur kamar me haath dalkar unse satkar baith gaya. Bhabhi ne cup meri taraf badha diya. Ham dono TV dekhte hue chay ki chuskiyan lene lage.
‘Dekho 8 baj gaye…Raat me kya loge?’
’Bhabhi chaliye na aaj bahar chalte hain….’
‘Junk food…na baba…’
‘Nahi Bhabhi 5 star dinner’
Kahan?’
Mourya thik hai, Belly road wala bhi hai, Exhibition Road me naya wala Food Court bhi achha hai …Jahan Bhaiya le gaye the…Ya Golghar wala Food Plaza….?’
Dekho Babu…mujhe Veg Lena hai…ab tumhari marji…Tumne hostel me non-veg to nahi shuru kar diya?’
Nahi Bhabhi…Wahan veg aur non-veg separate mess hain..Chaliye tab Exhibition Road chalte hai…done?’
Haan chalo, thoda ghumenge –phir dinner lenge….’
I booked a table over phone. Bhabhi went inside the bed room to change.
I put on a denim and casual T-shirt. Bhabhi emerged from her bedroom in jeans and top. She was looking gorgeous- like a bindas college girl. She had perfectly dressed for the occasion.
Bhabhi – fantastic. Aap par line marne ka man kar raha hai….’
Line hi to mar rahe ho.. Chalo raat bhar marte rahana line….’
Bhabhi whole night program…?’
Niklo….’
Please Bhabhi…just one kiss….’
Jyada lalach thik nahi… Niklo…mera Lipstick kharab ho jayega…’
We locked the house, came on the road and hired an auto. Bhabhi asked the Driver to go first to Hanuman Temple at Patna Jn. We spent there about 15 minutes in Prayers and Puja, and came to the waiting auto. Within 20 minutes we were at the ever crowded Exhibition Road. We left the auto paying him the hire charges. She took my hands in hers and we wandered in the crowded markets enjoying its liveliness and riches, hand in hand like new lovers.
Bhabhi did some shop hopping like a teenage girl and purchased some inners. She was very happy to come to this place and was enjoying freely. After about half an hour of loitering, we enjoyed ‘chat’ and ‘golgappe’ at a road side chat stall. At about 9.15 we entered the famous family restaurant for having dinner. It was nicely decorated, Air Conditioned, pleasant lighting, well seating arrangement, good service, well manners and great food. It is one of the favorite food-joint for the elite classes of Patna.
As soon as we entered, a richly dressed pretty young lady with a lovely 6-7 yr.boy came in front of us and halted. The boy coaxed her-‘Mummy chalo.’
Thaharo beta… abhi chalti hoon.’
Bhabhi whispered to me – ‘Mar gaye… ab ye chipak gayi…’
She caught Bhabhi’s hands- ‘Archita …Tu? Bahut din se dikhi nahi…’
Oh! Malati…Kaisi hai…Helo beta..?’
Main to thik hoon, lekin tujhe hua kya? Najar nahi aa rahi …Prabha ki party me bhi nahi aayi…Sab khoj rahe the…Sab thik to hai..?’
Haan Yaar! Sab thik hai…actually Husband Seminar attend karane bahar gaye hain. Papa-Mummyji hill station…Papa ke Alumni Association ka plan tha…Main akeli bore ho rahi thi…maid ko chhuti diya aur Pathargali chali gayi. Tu bata…’
Achha…Ye jeans kahan se liya. Tere par bilkul fit lag rahi hai…Tu das sal chhoti lag rahi hai…Imported hai?
Nahi…Nahi…Ye yehi ka hai…’
Ye… kaun hain?’
Ye hamare Dewar hain. Piyush…Aaj hi afternoon me aaye….’
Oh! Kis college me hain…’
Just B.Tech complete kiya hai…Kolkata me ek MNC join karane ja rahe hain…Management Trainee…’
She looked at me judgingly. We wished. Then she whispered to Bhabhi-‘Yaar! bade handsome hain tumhare Dewar…Kabhi lekar aao….’
Her son cried- ‘Mummy chalo…dukan band ho jayega…’ and started pulling her out.
Achha Archita…Ise games CD chahiye…Jidd kar raha hai. Phone karana…Bye. Bye handsome….’Ok. Bye’Bhabhi sighed in relief- ‘My God! Bache!’I said-‘Bhabhi aapki friend to bahut smart hain….’Bachake rahana…Tumko gota nigal jayegi…pata bhi nahi chalega…Dear friends, girls and Bhabhis, I am ending the third part here. For the fourth and final part please read the next episode. Please send your comments: [email protected]