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Hi this is Kamal, 26, here at New Delhi. This happened
when I had just completed my 19 years. My distant cousin an elder
brother had got married.
Because we both were living alone in that city we meet
very often. My brother was in job and I was studying in college. My bhabhi liked me very much, because I was the only one to whom she could talk in the whole city due to no relatives
or friends there. (because she didn?t know the local
language even) when brother
was away on duty or touring she use to tell me to stay
at home because she was
afraid of being alone. She looked after me very
affectionately and gave me every
emotional support and care, and I felt at ease even in
my brother absence. She
was very nice to me. I always liked her proximity, as
she was so beautiful with
long black hair, fair skin, about 5′5″ and a nice
figure.

Her bust size must
have been around 38. I liked to see the shape of her
boobs and was always
seeking chances to get a glimpse of her mammary glands
whenever she bent forward
and the Pallu of her Sari slid off.

This incident occurred when my brother had to go on a
tour for the first time
after marriage for few days (otherwise he use to go
just for day time only).
Brother told me to stay home studying as my exams were
approaching and by so
Bhabhi will also not feel lonely. Next day he caught
the first bus and went off
on his journey. We both went to see him off at the
bus-stand. Bhabhi was very
happy that day. When we reached home she called me in
her room and said that I
should sleep in her room for the time my brother was
away. She told me to take
my books there to study. I was so happy to hear that
and immediately shifted a
study table and some books in her room. She cooked and
we ate. Then she gave me
fruits to eat. While giving me the fruits, she
squeezed my hand in a passionate
manner and smiled. I blushed as I sensed this smile
was different from the usual
one. This was a mischievous smile. After dinner she
went to her bed and I went
to my study table. Those were summer days and it was
quite hot that day. I put
off my shirt and banyan and sat there only in
trousers. There was a mirror on
the wall above the table and I was watching Bhabhi in
the mirror. She was
removing her sari and then she looked towards me. She
could not think that I was
watching her reflection. Then she unbuttoned her
blouse and removed it. I saw
her well-developed breasts partially held by the
white-laced bra. Her boobs were
extra large and the brassier she wore was not able to
hold them properly.

She went to the bed and lay on it flat, covered her
breasts with a see through
dupatta. For a second I desired to look at her but
then thought it was not good
to do so and I kept my eyes on my book. She was
sleeping. Dupatta gave way and
now her round and solid breasts were clearly visible,
moving up and down as she
was taking deep breaths. It was almost 12 p.m. When I
closed my book and was
about to put off the lights when I suddenly heard her
low vibrating voice. ‘Kamal,
yahan aao.’ I stepped towards her. She had, by now
covered her breasts again
with the dupatta. ‘Kya hai Bhabhi?’ I said politely.
?Kamal, mere saath so jao
na. Hum thodi der baat karenge phir tum apne bister pe
jaake so jaana.’ She
suggested. First I hesitated and then agreed. I used
to sleep with my undy only,
and now I was feeling difficulty in sleeping with
trousers. She guessed very
correctly and to my astonishment she said, ‘Koi baat
nahi, Kamal. Tum apni pant
utaar do aur jaise roj sote ho waise hi mere paas so
jaao. Sharmao mat. Aao na.’
I couldn’t believe my luck. Switching the light off
and putting the night lamp
on, I went to the bed beside her. I was now lying down
next to the half-naked
body I kept admiring for months. I could clearly see
her boobs from an angle
where they looked almost naked as only a small portion
covered by her bra. The
view was fantastic. ‘Itne mahino se mai akeli kabhi
soi nahi na, is liye ab
aadat nahi hai akele sone ki.’ She explained. ‘Aur mai
kabhi kisi ke saath is
tarah soya nahi.’ I could hardly find words. ‘Anubhav
le lena chahiye. Kaam
aayega,’ she giggled and held my hand slowly pulling
it towards her. She then
placed it on her thumping breasts. My breathing sped
up. I could not speak a
word but I kept my hand as it was placed.

‘Mujhe yahan kuchh khuja raha hai. Thoda sahalao na.’
I started rubbing her
breasts from above her bra. She took my hand and
pushed it under the cup of the
bra. I inserted my hand all the way inside the bra and
started rubbing the flesh
vigorously. My palm felt her chuchchi (nipple) getting
hard. The feel of the
soft flesh was great but at the same time I was having
some difficulty in moving
my hand inside the bra cup. Suddenly she turned her
back to me and said, ‘ Kamal,
ye bra ki hook khol do.’ I obeyed and with trembling
hands removed the catch of
the brassier, which she pulled off her body and threw
it on the floor. She took
my hands and placed them again on her bare chhati and
said, ‘Thoda aur dabao na.’
I, in a fit of excitement, went on to enjoy playing
with her milk-pots. They
were round, big and firm with dark brown inch-long
nipples. First time I had
touched the soft roundness of a fully-grown woman.
Bhabhi was also enjoying my
kneading and squeezing of her breasts. My lund was
getting hard. I was wearing
only the underwear and my 7.5″ lund was now forcing
its way out. I got full
erection. As I was playing with her boobs and nipples,
I had come close to her
body and was slightly on my side. That made my lund to
poke in her thigh. She
all of a sudden said, ‘ Kamal, ye meri tangon ko kya
chubh raha hai?’ I was
getting bolder now, ‘Yeh mera hathiyaar hai. Tumne
bhaiya ka to dekha hoga na?’
‘Haath laga ke dekhun?’ she asked but before I could
reply she placed her hand
on the bulge and felt my erect lund. She closed her
fingers around the length
and held it tight. ‘Baap re! Ye to bahut kadak hai,’
she said and turned towards
me. She slid her hand inside the underwear and took my
throbbing lund out from
above the elastic waistband. Gripping it, she moved
her hand along the length of
the shaft down pulling the foreskin and bringing the
supada (cock-head) out in
the clear.

She stared at the size and shape of my lund in
astonishment. ?Kamal! Kahan
chhupa ke rakha tha ise itne din?’ she asked. ‘Yahin
to tha tumhare saamne.
Magar tumne kabhi dhyaan hi nahi diya.’ ‘Mujhe kya
pata tha tumhara itna bada
hai. Chhote bhai ka lauda bade bhai ke lauday se bada
ho sakta hai maine socha
bhi nahin tha.’ I was both surprised and amused by her
bindaas language when she
used the word ‘lauda’ for the cock. She was squeezing
and pulling my lund hard
in her hand. She then pulled her petticoat above her
waist and started rubbing
my erect lund between her legs. She turned towards me
for better grip of my lund.
Her boobs were close to my face. I was pressing both
of them together with my
hands. Suddenly she smashed her breasts in my face and
said, ‘inko chooso, mu me
leke.’ I took a mouthful of her left doodh and sucked
it hard. Released it for a
moment and said, ‘mai hamesha tumhare blouse me kase
tumhare mamme dekhta aur
hairan hota. Unko chhune ki tamanna karta aur choosne
ki kalpana karta. Tum nahi
jaanti Bhabhi, mere lund ko kitna pareshaan kiya hai
tumne.’ Achha? To phir aaj
apni kalpana ko roop dedo. Jee bhar ke chooso aur
dabao.’ My tongue could feel
her hard nipple. I twirled my tongue around her
jutting nipples.

Then I took her right doodh in my mouth and gave it
the same treatment. I was
gripping both her mangoes in my hands and sucking them
one by one so as to
squeeze all the aamras from them. She was pulling at
my lund and was snuggling
close to me. She put her left leg on my thigh and
brought my lund between her
legs. I could feel some silky sensation between her
legs, which was nothing but
her pubic zone. She was not wearing panties! The tip
of my lund was wandering in
the jungle of pubic hair. I was loosing my patience.
‘Bhabhi, mujhe kuchh ho
raha hai mai apne aape me nahi hun. Please mujhe batao
mai kya karoon?’ I heard
myself saying. ‘Tumne kabhi kisi ladki ko choda nahi
aaj tak?’ ‘Nahi.’ ‘Itna
tagda lauda leke bhi kuchh nahi kiya? Kitne dukh ki
bat hai. Shaadi tak aise hi
rahna chahte ho kya?’ What could I say? I found no
words and kept looking at her.
She brought her face close to mine and whispered,
“apni Bhabhi ko chodoge?” “K.kyun
nahin.” I managed to say with dry throat. She smiled
seductively and releasing
my lund said, “theek hai. Apni chaddi utaar ke poore
nange ho jaao.” I got gown
from the cot and took my underwear off. With my lund
standing erect I stood
there fully nude in front of my half nude Bhabhi. She
leered at my manhood and
then pulled the string of her pettycoat to loosen it.
“ise bhi utaar do!” I
tugged at her only garment and it came off as she
raised her hips. She spread
her legs and I got a good view of her exposed choot
surrounded by her small hair.
I was so excited to see her nude body glistening in
the dim light, lying there
showing all her body parts like a goddess of chudaai.
Then she told me to climb
her. I came on top of her.

She put her arms around my shoulder and embraced me.
Our bodies met. My lund was
poking her flesh, her boobs were getting crushed under
my chest and our lips met.
We kissed tenderly for the first time and then
passionately. I rubbed my lips
and cheeks all over her face roughly. Moving her hands
from my back and shoulder
she held my head and pushed it downwards. I brought my
lips from her lips to her
chin, throat, shoulders and her boobs. I took them in
my mouth and sucked her
nipples. I went on to play with them once again
nibbling, squeezing and kneading
them. She rotated lower part of her body to wriggle it
out from mine. With our
legs diverging from each other she put her right hand
under my body and reached
for my tool. She clutched it and started jerking it.
Then with her left hand she
took my right hand and brought it between her legs. As
my right hand found her
choot she rubbed it over her clit. Taking the cue from
her I started rubbing her
choot as I continued sucking her doodhs. “Kamal!
Ungali andar daalo na,” saying
so she pressed my fingers on the opening. I forced my
forefinger in the slit of
her phuddi and it went in. It was a great feeling as
my finger wandered inside
rubbing the inner walls of her choot. The contracting
action of her choot was
squeezing my finger and it was feeling the warmth and
moistness. She gave a loud
moan as my finger hit ‘choot ka daana’ (clitoris).

After some time I took my finger out and again climbed
on top of her body. She
opened her legs apart and taking my throbbing lund in
her hand placed its tip on
the opening of her choot. The touch of her thick pubic
hair was maddening me. ‘Ab,
apna lauda meri bur me ghusao.. Dheere se… Pyaar se.
Nahi to mujhe dard hoga.
Aaaaaahhhhh! ‘ I found it difficult at first, being a
novice, and tried to thrust
my lund into her tight phuddi. It hurt her a bit. But
as her choot was already
wet due to my finger insertion and as she guided
slowly holding my lund in her
hand, it found the opening. With one thrust the
cock-head was in. The feeling
was exhilarating. Bhabhi could not get time to change
her side or move before
the second thrust send the total length of my erection
inside the paradise zone
of her choot. ‘Uiiii maa… Oooooh… Kamal, aise hi
raho kuchh der. Hilna nahi.’
Bhabhi was probably in pain having a bigger and
thicker lund inside her as
compared to earlier experiences. I waited with my lund
fully inside her choot. I
was feeling the walls of her choot constricting the
length of my lauda.

I watched her boobs protruding from her body and
pointing towards me. I reached
for them and held them in my grip. As I started
squeezing her amorous milk-pots
her hip started moving. ‘ Kamal !! Shuru karo. Mujhe
chodo…’ She had her hands
on the sides of my gaand and was trying to push
towards and then away from her.
I started the in and out motion. Slowly first and as I
got the judgement, the
pace increased. I was now fucking her like a man, with
vigor and valor. Bhabhi
was also reciprocating. Writhing and gyrating under my
spell. Room was filled
with her moaning, ‘aaaaannnhhh aaanhh ooooooh
oooooh!!! Mar gayee re!
Kamal aaaaa, chod re chod, uiiiii maaaaa’ and my
grunting, ‘hmm hmm
hmmm, le Bhabhi le, mera lund le, aaaaaah aaaah ooooh
ooooh.’ I was equally
enjoying the expressions on her face. I could see a
combination of pain and
ecstasy on her face. She was taking all my might with
gritting teeth and
sparkling eyes. I felt I was riding a volcano and then
all of a sudden the
molten lava burst out of the volcano mouth. She
encircled me in her open arms
and clung to me very tightly, squeezing me with her
maximum force as we climaxed.
I felt my lund exploding and filling her choot with my
cum. We were both
exhausted and tired. ‘Uff mere raja, tumne to kamaal
kar diya,’ she whispered in
my ear. ‘Kamaal to aapne kiya hai Bhabhi. Aapke
protsahan se hi mai ye kaam kar
saka.’ And I kissed her on her hot vibrating lips.

We lay close and face to face. Her warm breath I could
feel on my face. She was
fondling my lund and the hanging balls below it. I
inserted my finger in her
choot and started stroking its inner walls. I was also
sucking her nipples one
by one. Soon we were hot again and ready to fuck. I
mounted her once more and
started the act of chudaai for the second time, That
night we hardly slept. We
fucked as many as three times and were very tired and
feeling lethargic in the
morning when I heard the alarm of my table time-piece.
It was six o’clock in the
morning. She looked at me, smiled and planted burning
kiss on my lips and bit
them a little. Then she asked me to sit on the table
before she opened the door.
I obeyed. She left the room and got herself busy in
the daily chores with a
beaming and satisfied face. I didn’t go to college
that day. After breakfast I
kept studying till lunch. After lunch bhabhi wearing a
choli and lehnga came to
my room and sat near me on the cot. She took the book
from my hand and said, ‘bahut
jyada padhaai mat karo. Sehat par asar hoga’ and she
winked at me. I pulled her
to me and kissed her on her lips. She responded by
opening her mouth a bit
taking my upper lip between her lips. It was a long
and passionate kiss.

‘Tum kitni achhi ho, bhabhi’, I said, ‘mujhe apni bur
di. Mujhe chodna sikhaya.
Bhaiya bhi tumhe aise hi chodte hain kya?’ ‘Chodte to
hain lekin wo tumhare
jitne taaqatwar nahin hain. Unka lauda bhi tumhare se
chhota hai aur tumhare
laude jitna mota bhi nahin hai. Bahut jaldi paani
chhod dete hain aur turant so
jaate hain. Magar mai pyaasi rah jaati hun aur raat
bhar jalti hui bur liye
jaagti rahti hun.’ She said embracing me strongly and
pulling my face to her
bosom. I pressed my lips on her cleavage while my
hands were moving on the back
of her choli. I untied and made her choli loose. Then
bringing my right hand in
front I put it inside her choli from the loose bottom
and cupped her left doodh.
My left hand by now had travelled down to her gaand
and raising her lehnga had
caught the right half of her chootar. She was not
wearing anything underneath
and my hand was squeezing the soft round and smooth
flesh. My semi erect lund
started getting hard. Bhabhi put her right hand under
my trousers’ waistband and
reached down to the ‘Qutub Minar’ soon. ‘ Kamal,
tumhara lauda bahut jordaar hai.
Kitna kadak, kitna badaa aur mota. Raat ko jab maine
ise dekha aur tumse
chudwaane ka socha to pahle aisa laga ki ye meri bur
phaad dega. Tumhery lund ko
dekhty hi mere choot pani chodny lagti gi ye dekho’
she put her one leg on the
chair and I could see one watery line travling from
between her thighs towards
the knee on her right leg.

She was playing with my pubic hair and the pole in
between. I had long thick
pubic threads. She was crazy after that and enjoyed
her weakness. After some
time she took her hand out and pulled the opened my
trouser. She got up and
removed her choli and then pulled my trouser. I raised
my hips to let it slide
out. My kadak lund was facing the ceiling as I sat on
the cot watching bhabhi’s
bobbing boobs. She kneeled in front of me and held my
lund in her hand. She
jerked it for a few seconds and suddenly brought her
mouth on it and took it in.
I was shocked. Never had ever dreamt that such thing
happened. ‘Bhabhi ye kya kar
rahi ho? Mera lund mu me kyon daal rahi ho?’ ‘Choosne
ke liye, aur kahe ke liye.
Tum aaram se baithe raho aur lund chuswaai ka mazaa
lo. Ye sab to duniya me hota
rehta hai’, and she started to suck my lund as if it
was an ice candy. It gave
me a sensation hard to describe. I was on the seventh
heaven. It didn’t take
long before I felt I will explode. I almost screamed,
‘Bhaaaaaabheeeeee, mera
paani chhootne wala haaai..’ But she wouldn’t listen
and kept on sucking the
lund. Soon when it became unbearable I shot my paani
all over her face. Some of
it fell on her doodhs. What a scene it was. My thick
white juice was oozing out
from her mouth, smeared on her lips, cheeks and
glistening on her golden boobs.
‘Kyon raja, mazaa aaya?’ she asked while I tried to
wiped all the juice from her
face and boobs with a piece of a cloth. She stoped me
?nahin re apni jibh se saf
ker is sab ko? I was stuned but she said ?keyon re
mein jab ker sakti hoon tu
keyon nahi aaja ab? she took my face closer to her and
started lips kiss. I
sucked her lips then licked her face and boobs I could
taste my own cum but I
was enjoying it.

‘Bahut maza aaya, bhabhi’, I said. ‘Ab tumhari baari
hai.’ ‘Kya matlab?’ I was a bit
confused. ‘Ab tum meri bur chaato’, saying she raised
her lehnga high enough to
show her phuddi and stood so close to me that my face
was only an inch away from
it. I let my lips touch the lips of her choot. She
held my head and pressed it
on her crotch. I put my both hands behind her and held
her gaand. I caressed her
gaand with my hands and at the same time rubbed my
lips all around her pubic
area. ‘Aaaaaah’ she moaned, ‘jeebh se chaato ll meri
bur ko.apni jeebh meri bur
ke andar daalo.’ By this time I was getting mad from
the erotic aroma of her
choot and exotic touch of my lips on it. Without
taking my mouth off her snatch
I forced her to sit on the cot while I slid down on
the floor. Bhabhi spread herself
on the cot giving me full access as I started licking
her cunt-lips with my
tongue. Then I forced my tongue to enter her choot and
started licking the
inside walls. Bhabhi was writhing with pleasure and
was pushing her choot against my
tongue. ‘Andar bahar karo chodo apni jeebh se meri bur
ko chodo’, bhabhi kept
instructing me. Getting the idea I then started
fucking her choot with my tongue.
I was now enjoying this oral form of chudaai. Bhabhi
was nearing climax now. ‘Aur
tej karo Raajaa. Aur jor se karo ooooooooh aaaaaahhh
ueeeeee maaaaa’, she kept
shouting till she climaxed and I saw juice flowing out
of her choot. My lund was
rock hard again. I stood up and started stroking it
with my hand. I wanted to
fuck her again. As I started to mount her she stopped
me. ‘Bur me nahin mere
raja, ise ab meri gaand me daalo’, she said as she got
up and sat on the cot. I
was in for another surprise. ‘Gaand me? Lekin bb…’ I
said but she interrupted
me. ‘ Kamal. Peechhe se chodna itna aasan nahin hai.
Tumhe bahut taaqat lagaani
hogi,’ she said snatching my lund from my hand and
stroking it herself. ‘Aisa
kyon?’ I held her boobs and squeezed.

‘Kyonki, mere chodu, jub aurat uttejit hoti hai to
uski choot geeli ho jaati hai.
Is se lauda ghusaane me aasani ho jaati hai. Gaand me
aisa nahin hota. Is liye
laude ko ghusane me taqleef hoti hai. Lekin uska bhi
ilaaj hai.’ Wo kya? I was
eager to know. She smiled and went to her room and
returned with a cream bottle
in her hand. She opened the cream bottle. Removed some
of the cream with her
fingers and reached for my lund. She applied a good
amount of the cream on my
erect penis with her hand. It was now shining in the
light. She then, gave the
bottle to me and told me to apply the cream to her
asshole. She then turned on
her belly and I applied the cream on the inner side of
her bum. Then I climbed
on top of her from behind, put my lund on the opening
and forced a little. There
was no penetration. ‘Nahin ghus raha hai.’ I said. She
widened her hole with her
hands and asked me try again. This time I applied a
little more force and got
some success. One fourth of my lund went in with a
great friction. I enjoyed
that rub. I applied little more force and pushed half
of the lund in her. She
cried ‘Uee maa Kamal, dukhta hai.’ But I, instead of
retrieving, applied my full
force and in one solid stroke my lund penetrated into
her gaand and she released
a muffled scream. I then went on to fuck her from
behind. We enjoyed chudaai as
long as brother was out of town. She was really great
while giving me pleasure.

We tried all possible positions like doggy, sixty nine, sitting, standing and fucked in every part of the house in the bathroom
having bath together, in the hall, bedroom, my study room, verandah and the kitchen. After my exams, I got a job in the city. I wept while leaving the house. But, then whenever brother came to the city, Bhabhi also accompanied him and stayed with me.

Whenever we got chance we fucked and enjoyed maximum of each other’s company. She was my first guide, teacher and prey.

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