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A special New Year’s Eve with Bhabhi

After that day, my impression about Bhabhi changed. I had lustful thoughts about her every day and every night. I started to admire her beauty secretly. I became too attracted to her and decided to try my luck with her. But it was not easy because Bhabhi worked from Monday to Saturday. On Saturday’s she worked half day. My brother usually came home at 9pm or 10pm. The only time she and I were alone in the house was in the evenings when my parents went for a walk or if they went shopping or if they visited relatives. But I tried my best to get friendly with her. Every evening after my parents went for a walk, I went to Bhabhi and had a chat with her. Bhabhi was always happy to talk with me. She responded well and we soon became more friendly. Sometimes even if my parents and brother were at home we met on the terrace of the house and chatted for a short time. We used to talk about random things like movies, weather, our relatives, my brother, my parents, my girlfriend etc. Whenever I had a fight with my girlfriend, Bhabhi helped me to solve it. She also liked to tease me. She used to imitate Shriya’s moaning sounds and tease me when no one was around us. I also teased her by making the same moaning sounds. She used to just laugh and pat my arm or my shoulder.

One day she came to the terrace to put the clothes for drying. She saw me talking on the mobile with Shriya. After I finished talking Bhabhi imitated Shriya’s moaning sounds, “mmm…ahh…ohhh…ahhhhhhh!” She laughed and put a cloth on the clothesline.

I laughed and to tease her, I hugged her from behind and made the same moaning sounds, “”mmm…ahh…ohhh…ahhhhhhh!“”

She was wearing a Saree, so my forearms and hands were partly on her bare waist and belly.

“Somebody will see us,” she said with fear.

I had hugged her instinctively to only tease her but at that moment I felt as if we were secretly doing something wrong. But I didn’t want to let go of the opportunity. I looked around. The clothes were covering us. So, I caressed her smooth belly and rubbed my penis on her soft buttocks.

“Stop it!” Bhabhi said and tried to turn around.

Fearing she might be angry I released her from my arms. She turned around and looked me. Then she said, “Control yourself. If somebody sees you hugging me, we will be in trouble.”

I nodded my head. She took the bucket and walked away.

Two weeks after that incident, Bhabhi had to go to her friend’s birthday party. My brother had gone to another city to visit a branch office. I had to go with Bhabhi to the party, while my parents took care of Eesha.

Bhabhi had dressed up very well for the party. She looked very beautiful dressed in a dark green colour, semitransparent saree which had golden Zari border. The matching green blouse had thin Zari border. It fit perfectly on her round breasts. Most of her back was exposed by the deep back neck blouse. Her partially exposed slim waist, her slightly protruding belly and her navel looked very seductive. The Saree hugged on to her wide hips and buttocks, outlining her hourglass figure and the inverted-heart shape of her buttocks. Her big breasts and her plump butt cheeks jutted out proudly and bounced as she walked. She looked very sexy. I got a full erection within seconds after seeing her.

After she entered the car and sat down on the passenger seat, I said, “You look very beautiful.”

“Thanks,” she said and smiled, shyly.

I drove the car. Bhabhi told me about her friends and her family. I just listened to her and drove the car. We reached our destination after 20 minutes.

In the party, Bhabhi spent most of the time with her lady friends. I made a few friends while admiring my beautiful Bhabhi. Most of the time she was talking with her friends and laughing. She caught me looking at her few times and smiled shyly.

Bhabhi drank wine but I just had couple of beers because I had to drive back home. We had dinner at 9pm and left the party at 9:30pm. I drove the car from the parking space to the main gate where Bhabhi was waiting. She got into the car and kept some things in her handbag. She turned to keep the bag on the back seat of the car when her body was very close to me. Her perfume mixed with her body odor was sexually arousing. Unable to control myself anymore, I pecked few kisses on the side of her cheeks and neck.

Bhabhi turned quickly. She sat properly and stared at me. “Why did you kiss me?” she asked.

“I don’t know what happened to me. You look so beautiful. I couldn’t control myself. Nowadays I can’t stop thinking about kissing you and…” I stopped without completing the sentence.

Bhabhi understood what I wanted to say and said, “I am your brother’s wife. How can you think about kissing me and doing such things to me?”

“I don’t know. Maybe I lost control because you look more beautiful today, dressed in this Saree,” I said.

Bhabhi looked out of the windscreen. I looked out. There were people from the party walking around. She looked at me and said, “Control yourself. If somebody sees you kissing me, we will be in trouble.”

I nodded my head and drove the car quietly.

After about 10 minutes Bhabhi asked, “Why do you think about kissing me? What other dirty thoughts do you get about me?”

I looked ahead and drove quietly for a moment. Then I said, “I don’t get dirty thoughts about you. I get very sweet thoughts about you.”

“What kind of sweet thoughts do you get?” Bhabhi asked and smirked.

I wasn’t sure if I should tell her but I took a chance because I wanted her to know how much I was attracted to her. So, I boldly said, “I get thoughts about kissing your entire body, sucking your nipples, eating your vagina and your bottom. And…” I heard her laugh and stopped.

“What? I have never heard such dirty things. Eating? seriously?” She asked and shook her head.

“It’s not dirty. I am sure your vagina and bottom are clean. I know you are a very hygienic person,” I said.

Bhabhi laughed and said, “Your brother doesn’t do all that to me.”

“But I will,” I said.

She laughed shyly and shook her head.

We reached home after five minutes.

Since that car incident, I observed some changes in Bhabhi’s behaviour. She was shy around me and whenever we locked eyes, she smiled shyly. That gave me more confidence.

During the December winter holidays, our family went to a resort. My cousin also joined us with his wife and kids. In the night, my father, brother, cousin and I were drinking in the balcony. I had a couple of beers with them. Then I told them I had to pee and went to the bathroom. On the way back I went to my brother’s room, looking for Bhabhi. My cousin’s wife, Sakshi Bhabhi and Reshma Bhabhi were talking and drinking wine. Sakshi Bhabhi was glad to see me. She told me to sit down. I sat down on the single sofa that was opposite to the big sofa they were sitting on. She asked me about my future plans. I told her about my plan to start a business. After a short chat with me, she told us she had to go and check the children. Reshma Bhabhi asked her to check her daughter who was with my mother in my parents’ room.

After Sakshi Bhabhi left the room, Bhabhi asked, “Did you like the snacks?” She sounded little drunk.

“I tried the potato chips,” I said.

“Try the onion pakora and chutney. It is good,” she said and sipped red wine from her glass.

“It’s okay. I’ll try later,” I said.

“Don’t be shy,” she said and smiled. She took a piece of pakora and said, “Come here. I’ll feed you.”

I knew she was drunk but I didn’t want to miss the opportunity. I got up and went to her. Her eyelids were half closed but she smiled and lifted her right hand. “Open your mouth,” she said, sounding drunk.

I caught her wrist. She looked surprised. I kissed her fingers and the back of her hand. She slowly smiled. I pecked kisses on her forearm. Then I bent down and kissed her soft, inner arm. She laughed. I looked at her and pecked a kiss on her lips.

“Eat your pakora,” she said and gently pressed it on my lips. I opened my mouth and took it into my mouth. I heard the door open and moved back to the sofa I was sitting on.

“The children are ok,” Sakshi Bhabhi said.

“That’s good,” Reshma Bhabhi said.

“I need a beer. I’ll join you later,” I said and left the room

I didn’t know if Bhabhi had responded well because of alcohol or if she consciously responded well to my kisses. But I was excited and happy with her response.

That night, everybody seemed drunk. I was also drunk. So, I had dinner at about 10:30 and went to bed after one hour.

The next day morning I saw Bhabhi in the resort’s dining room. She smiled and came to me.

“Good morning, Reshma,” I said.

“Good morning. The food looks good,” she said, looking at the food on the buffet.

“Yeah,” I said agreeing with her.

“Did you like the Pokora yesterday?” she asked.

I nodded, hoping she remembered my kisses.

She smiled and winked at me. We laughed.

After breakfast, my brother, my cousin and my parents went to see a property on sale near the resort. The kids wanted to play in the swimming pool. Both the Bhabhi’s joined the kids in the pool. So, I joined them.

Reshma Bhabhi was wearing a white t-shirt and red shorts. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see her breasts and nipples through the wet t-shirt. We played catch with ‘inflated beach balls’ and ‘water bomb splash balls’. As we played, I stayed close to Bhabhi and squeezed her waist, bottom and thighs, in the water. She laughed and splashed water on me. It was an exciting and happy experience.

After we returned from the resort, I didn’t get a chance to be near Bhabhi for two days. She used to go to her office in morning and return in the evening. In the evening she used to be busy cooking, cleaning, helping my parents and taking care of her daughter. My brother used to come home late and have dinner with Bhabhi. After dinner they used to go to their room. On the third day, I saw her alone in the kitchen. She smiled at me. I went to her and touched are arm. She gave me a stern look and said, “Don’t touch me when brother and parents are in the house.”

I took my hands off her and said, “Sorry.”

I was a bit frustrated because Bhabhi didn’t want me to touch her when my family members were in the house. But I calmed myself because it was already Dec 27th. My brother was going on 29th to Andaman for a friend’s bachelor party. My parents were going on 30th morning to visit my sister who lives in a neighbouring state. They had planned to return only after one week. I was excited to spend New Year’s Day and the first week of new year with Bhabhi and Shriya.

As expected, my brother boarded a flight to Andaman on the 29th. And on 30th morning my parents took the train and went to my sister’s house. But unexpectedly, after my parents left, Bhabhi said she is going to her parents’ house and return only after New Years Day. I was disappointed.

Before going Bhabhi told me she has two passes to a New Years Eve party but she doesn’t want to go. She gave the passes to me and told me to go with Shriya and have fun.

After Bhabhi left, I was very disappointed. I called Shriya and asked her to come home. She came home and we had sex as usual. But even when I was having sex with Shriya, I was thinking about how good it would be to have sex with Bhabhi.

I told Shriya about the passes Bhabhi had given for a New Year Eve party. She was excited to come to the party. We went to a Café in the evening before she went to her house. I met my friends after that and we went to a Pub. While we were drinking, I got a call from Bhabhi. She asked me if I had dinner. I told her I am with my friends and I will have dinner with them. She told me to take care and said, “Goodnight.”

“I miss you, Bhabhi,” I said.

She just laughed and said, “Control yourself. Bye, I’ll talk with you tomorrow.”

I said, “Bye.” And she hung up.

That night after drinking and having dinner with my friends, I drove my car towards home and reached safely. It felt boring without anybody in the house. I went to Bhabhi’s bed room and took one of her panties and bra from her wardrobe. I went to my room and removed my clothes. I started my computer and opened her pictures. I kissed her bra and rubbed her panties on my cock. I wrapped her soft, red, lace panties around my cock shaft and stroked my cock moaning, “Bhabhi…Reshma…Bhabhi…Reshma…”

After a few minutes I shot cum in her panties. It was reliving. I washed and put on my shorts. I played computer games for an hour before I went to bed.

The next day was 31st December. I was excited to go to the New Year’s Day party with Shriya. I called her at 10am and she gave me the disappointing news. She said her family had unexpectedly planned a New Year party only for their family and her parents expected her to be there. She apologised. I tried to ignore the disappointment and planned to join my friends in some pub.

At about 11am, I got Bhabhi’s call. “Did you have breakfast?” she asked.

“I had bread toast,” I said.

“Are you okay? You don’t sound good,” she said.

I had a mild hangover but I didn’t tell her about that. I just said, “Shriya is not coming for the party. Her family has organised a family party. She has to be there.”

“That’s not good,” Bhabhi said.

“It’s okay,” I said.

“Okay. I have a plan. I’ll leave Eesha with my parents and come to the party with you,” Bhabhi said, surprising me.

“Wow! Bhabhi that will be great!” I said and laughed with excitement.

Bhabhi laughed and said, “Ok. I’ll come home after lunch, at 4pm. The party starts at 9.”

“That’s awesome, Bhabhi!” I said and laughed.

She laughed and asked, “Can you have lunch in a restaurant today?”

“No problem,” I said.

We said, ‘Bye,’ and hung up.

I was very, very excited. I knew I was going to have a great time with Bhabhi. That afternoon I went to a restaurant and had lunch. After having lunch, I came home at 3pm. I watched TV and relaxed as I waited for Bhabhi, excitedly. I heard the doorbell ring at 3:40pm. I opened the door. I saw Bhabhi and said, “Hi Bhabhi!”

“Hi! Call me Reshma,” Bhabhi reminded me and entered the house. Then she asked, “Did you have lunch?”

“Yes,” I said and closed the door.

I followed Bhabhi, admiring her beautiful back. Her wavy black hair flowed like waves on her back. She was wearing a medium blue color jean and a light blue, sleeveless, short Kurti which ended above her buttocks. Her waist was slim and her hips were wide. The jeans hugged to her plump, peer shaped buttocks and her well-shaped legs, revealing her beautiful figure. I quickly moved next to her and kept my hand on her midback. She stopped walking and turned to look at me, “You can’t control yourself. Can you?” she asked but she didn’t look offended.

“Sorry,” I said.

“I want to relax for some time before going to the party. Ok?” she said.

“Ok,” I said.

“First, I have to pee urgently,” she said and went to her room.

I stood in the living room wondering if she would ever let me have sex with her. Then I realised, she wouldn’t have come if she didn’t like me touching her. I gained more confidence and waited for her. But she didn’t come even after fifteen minutes. I waited impatiently wondering what she was doing in her room.

After a few minutes I heard her calling my name. I went to her bedroom and looked inside. She was standing near the wardrobe dressed in a bright red colour, long, sleeveless maxi dress.

“Do you like this dress?” she asked.

“It looks very beautiful on you,” I said.

She laughed and said, “Ok. I have one more dress. I’ll wear it and call you.”

“Ok,” I said. I left the room and waited outside.

After 5 minutes, Bhabhi called me. I went inside and looked at Bhabhi.  I was stunned by her beauty. She was wearing a maroon bodycon sexy midi dress. The dress had V-neck and it ended just a little below her knees. It was a beautiful form-fitting dress made with stretch material. The material hugged her body and revealed the curves of her breasts, waist and hips.

“Wow! you look gorgeous.!” I said.

She laughed shyly.

“Turn around…turn around,” I said.

She turned around. As soon as I saw her back, my cock expanded to the maximum length and width. Her waist was slim. Her hips were wide and the beautiful shape of her big buttocks was mesmerising. I took a deep breath. I couldn’t control myself anymore. I quickly went to her and hugged her tightly from behind. I pressed my cock on her soft buttocks and kissed her on her cheeks and the side of her neck. She struggled to free herself and turned around. She pushed me away and said, “Don’t do that. I am your brother’s wife.”

I felt bad. I was embarrassed to stand there. I went to the living room.

I sat down on the sofa and watched a cricket match on TV. I was confused with Bhabhi’s behaviour. After few minutes, Bhabhi came to the living room.  She sat down beside me, on my right side. I just looked ahead and watched the cricket match on TV. She was quiet for a moment. Then she took the TV remote and muted the sound. She said, “I know you like me. I know you want to have sex with me. I can’t let that happen. Your brother and your parents will be very upset if they find out. You are upset and that’s upsetting me.”

I looked at her. She had changed her clothes. She was wearing the Kurti and Jeans again. I felt good, sitting next to her. I wanted to hug her and kiss her but I didn’t want to upset her anymore. So, I just asked, “I am not feeling good. Can I lie down on your lap for some time?”

“What?!” she asked and laughed.

“It will make me feel better,” I said.

She smirked and thought about it for a moment. Then she said, “Ok.”

I lay down on the sofa and kept the back of my head on her lap. Her thighs were soft and her boobs were above my face.

Unexpectedly, Bhabhi stroked my hair with her fingers. It made me feel better and calmed me.

“Why are you not wearing a bra?” I asked.

She laughed and asked, “How do you know?”

“Your nipples are poking the Kurti. Looks beautiful. I wish I can suck your nipples,” I said and caught the nipple of her left breast between my fingers, through her Kurti and squeezed it.

She pushed my hand away. She looked down at me and said “I removed my bra because it was soaked with milk. If you suck my nipples, you’ll only get mouth full of milk.”

“Yummy. Can I taste it?” I asked.

She laughed and said, “No.”

“Please Bhabhi…” I pleaded.

“It’s only for babies. You are not a baby,” she said and smiled, teasingly.

“Can I at least see them?” I asked and said, “It will make me feel better.”

She looked at me and thought about it for a few seconds. Then she said, “Okay, just look. Don’t touch. I want you to feel better before we go to the party.”

“Okay, Bhabhi,” I said.

“Reshma,” she said, correcting me.

She lifted her Kurti. And, I saw her breasts for the first time. Her breasts had a fair glow and they were bigger than I had thought. They were round, full from top to bottom and from side to side. I was mind blown and I lost control. I lifted my head and took her nipple, and a mouth full of her breast into my mouth. I sucked hard, biting the soft flesh.

“Ouch. Don’t bite!” Bhabhi said.

I stopped biting but I sucked hastily fearing she would push me away. Her milk filled my mouth and I swallowed. I looked at Bhabhi to see her reaction. She smiled and asked, “Do you like it?”

I nodded and continued sucking and drinking her fresh milk. Bhabhi looked down affectionately. Her fingers stroked my hair and massaged my scalp. It was a wonderful bonding moment between Bhabhi and me. But after sometime, Bhabhi said, “That’s enough. If you tell anybody, I’ll be in trouble.”

I stopped sucking and said, “Bhabhi, I won’t tell anybody.”

“Promise?” Bhabhi asked.

“Promise,” I said.

Bhabhi said, “Ok. I hope you’ll keep your promise. It’s already 6:15. I want to take bath before going to the party.”

I let her nipple slip out of my mouth and said, “I want to take bath with you Bhabhi.”

“If you want to take bath with me, stop what you are doing. We have to hurry up,” Bhabhi said.

I looked into her eyes to make sure she wasn’t joking.

She smiled and said, “Let’s have bath. We’ll be late.”

So, I got up and sat down on the sofa, hoping I was not dreaming.

Bhabhi stood up and asked, “What are you going to wear to the party?”

“Black shirt and blue Jeans,” I said.

“Ok. That’s good,” Bhabhi said and went to her bedroom.

I stood up thinking I must be dreaming. I followed Bhabhi to her bedroom.

Bhabhi removed her clothes quickly. I saw her naked body and wanted to fuck her right there but she went inside the attached bathroom quickly.

Suddenly everything was happening fast and I didn’t want it to stop. I entered the bathroom and saw Bhabhi in the large shower area, adjusting the water temperature.

Her back was facing me and I saw her bare buttocks for the first time. I was mesmerised by the beauty of her fair, plump, firm, inverted heart shaped, large buttocks. Standing behind her, I caressed her smooth ass cheeks and squeezed the soft flesh. She looked over her shoulder. She smiled and said, “Water is right. Let’s take bath.”

We stood under the shower and hugged each other. Her large breasts pressed on my chest like cushions and her hard nipples poked on my chest. My hard cock pressed on her lower belly. Warm water showered on us. I kissed her on the forehead, nose, chin and her lips. I sucked her lips and tasted her saliva and water. Water showered down on our faces, so we closed our eyes and kissed passionately. But after sometime, Bhabhi stopped kissing and said, “Too much water.”

She turned off the water and looked at me with expectation. I cupped her face with my hands and kissed her lips. My tongue entered her mouth and her tongue circled around my tongue. I moved my hands down and cupped her breasts. I gently squeezed her swollen breasts. She gasped with her mouth open and I swallowed her breath. She put her arms around me and her hands rubbed my back. I put my hands around her hips and grabbed her large ass cheeks. I lifted the soft ass flesh, pulling her closer to me and spread her ass cheeks apart. “Hmmm…” Bhabhi moaned and broke the kiss.

I pecked kisses on her pretty face, kissing her nose, cheeks, forehead and eyelids. Then, I bent down to her right breast. I sucked the swollen, hard nipple. Her sweet milk filled my mouth and I swallowed it. I put my left hand around her hips and grabbed her big, round ass cheek. I put my fingers between her ass cheeks, in the groove and rubbed, trying to find her anus. I felt her anus on my finger tips and pressed the tip of my middle finger on her anus. Her anus opened, allowing an inch of my finger to penetrate inside the stretching hole. She moaned with pleasure. Her anal-hole was dry, so I moved my finger slowly back and forth while sucking her nipple. I moved my right hand to her vagina and inserted my index finger and my middle finger inside her wet vagina. Her pleasurable moaning sounds encouraged me. I pressed my thumb finger on the clit and rubbed the swollen bud. I finger-fucked her faster and her moaning sounds became louder. I didn’t want her to climax without her knowing what my cock can do for her. So, I stopped sucking her nipple and removed my fingers out of her two love holes.

I stood straight before her. She looked into my eyes and smiled shyly. Her right hand caught my cock and squeezed the shaft few times before her fingers played with my cock and balls. I pecked a kiss on her lips and asked, “Do you like it Bhabhi?”

She laughed and squeezed the shaft of my cock again. “Is it bigger than your brothers?” she asked.

I shrugged and said, “I don’t know. It’s time for you to find out.”

She laughed. I held her upper arms and gently turned her around.

I grasped the sides of her slim waist and pulled her bottom closer to me. She kept her hands on the tiled walls and stuck out her buttocks. I massaged her plump buttocks loving the large size, shape and the softness. Then I spread her ass cheeks apart. I moved closer pointing my hard cock at the slit of her vagina. When I felt the wet opening of her vagina on the tip of my cock, I pushed. My cockhead slipped inside her vagina and Bhabhi moaned. I moved my hands on the soft sides of her slim waist and tightened my grip with my fingers. I pushed my cock and it glided inside, stretching Bhabhi’s tunnel of love. When it was balls deep, I sighed with relief feeling united with Bhabhi for the first time. She squeezed my cock inside her vagina, affectionately. I leaned forward on her back and moved my hands to her breasts. I squeezed them gently and pecked kisses on her back. Then I let go of her breasts and stood straight. I held her waist firmly again and pulled my cock slowly out of her vagina, till only my cockhead was inside her. Then I thrust my rod deep into her vagina, slamming my crotch on her plump buttocks causing a slapping sound. Her buttocks, thighs, breasts and other fatty parts of her body jiggled like jelly. I pulled my cock back and thrust it into her, banging my crotch on her buttocks again. Her buttocks fat rippled forward on impact. It was a pleasure to see her big, plump, firm buttocks and her large breasts shake without control when I thrust my cock deep into her vagina and banged my crotch on her buttocks. So, I did it again and again, fucking her pussy and banging my crotch on her big, bouncy ass.

Bhabhi moaned louder than Shriya, “ahh…ohhh…ahhhhhhh! ohhh…ahhhhhhh!

“Bhabhi! I love you!” I said and fucked her faster, banging harder on her fat ass.

Bhabhi moaned, “Haah… uh… aaah…Ahh! O… Oh!… Ahh! AAAH!”

Just when her pussy squirted more fluid, I shuddered and my cock shot cum inside her, flooding her vagina with our sex juices.

Bhabhi laughed with happiness. I leaned forward on her back and kissed her neck and cheeks. I shot more semen inside her vagina. That’s when I realised, I had forgotten to put on a condom. Fearing that I will make her pregnant, I said, “Bhabhi! I forgot to put on a condom.”

Bhabhi calmly said, “That’s ok. I want one more child. I’ll tell your brother, I forgot to take birth control tablets.”

“Thanks, Bhabhi. I got scared,” I said and pressed my crotch on her soft ass cheeks, pushing my cock deeper into her. I shot more semen inside Bhabhi’s pussy and I hoped she would get pregnant with my first child.

She squeezed my cock inside her vagina and said, “You are going to be daddy soon.”

I laughed and said, “Thanks mommy.”

Bhabhi laughed and I hugged her with love.

After we had sex, we soaped each other. I used the opportunity to put soap inside her anal hole. She didn’t object and my cock was becoming hard again. So, I asked her, “Mommy, Can I penetrate your anus?”

She laughed and said, “Your brother doesn’t do it.”

“Can I please do it, Mommy?” I pleaded.

She laughed and said, “Maybe next time. We will be late for the party.”

“Ok Mommy,” I said feeling little disappointed, but I was happy because she was willing to let me penetrate her anus next time.

“Stop it! Call me Reshma,” she said.

“Ok Reshma,” I said and kissed her lips.

We took bath and came out of the bathroom feeling like lovers.

As we got ready, I kissed and fondled Bhabhi.  She responded well with delight and there were no more stop signs from her.

She asked me which dress I liked. I told her the red maxi looked too bright and it was too long. I told her the maroon figure-hugging dress looked better. She agreed and wore the maroon dress. She looked very beautiful and sexy. I wanted to lift the dress and fuck her doggy style but we had to go to a New Years Eve party.

We left home at 8:15 pm. I drove the car. We reached the destination before 9pm.