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Had fun with my newly married Bhabhi

Hello folks! This is a story about my unexpected sexual experience with Neha Bhabhi, two years ago.

I was 25 years old, single and a virgin. I had average Indian height and weight. I used to work out regularly and maintain a good physique.

Bhabhi’s name is Neha. She was 27 at the time. She had recently married my cousin who lived in Delhi.

Bhabhi is very beautiful. She is about 5’6″. She has medium length, wavy hair. She has a pretty face and very attractive body. Her hips and breasts are wide. Her waist is slender. She has a perfect hourglass figure. She is so attractive it would be difficult to stop looking at her. I had seen her for the first time at her wedding and got an instant boner.

I met Bhabhi for the second time in a wedding. One of my close cousin’s wedding had been arranged in Jaipur. My cousin had requested me to arrive at Jaipur four days before the wedding.

The wedding was scheduled for Friday, and I reached Jaipur on Monday morning. I took a taxi from the railway station and reached the destination in 30 minutes.

I was greeted by my cousin. We were happy to see each other. My cousin took me to a temporary accommodation he had arranged for me and left me alone to get some rest. I freshened up and relaxed for a while before getting ready to attend the day’s functions by noon.

I went to the farmhouse they had booked and met my relatives. I was chatting with my relatives when I saw Bhabhi. She took my breath away. She was wearing a see through, dark pink Saree. I could see her cleavage and naval through the Saree. Her smile made her look more pretty. She swayed her hip gracefully as she walked. I could see the guards were also eyeing her.

I got a hard-on as I watched her greeting family members with a Namaste, and for the elderly, she bent down to touched their feet. I wanted to talk to her but couldn’t because she was with her parents-in-law. I passed time with cousins while keeping an eye on her.

Fast-forward to the Tilak function in the evening. All my cousins were dancing and that’s when Neha Bhabhi entered. My other cousins invited her to dance but she refused at first but as the atmosphere warmed up, she started dancing with her sister.

Both of them danced with us. Suddenly, there was a romantic song playing, and we danced to the song. I tried to do a couple of steps with my cousin in sync with the song. But instead, she asked Bhabhi to dance with me because Bhabhi was a better dancer.

This is where my sexual feelings for her arose. We came close, she kept her hand on my shoulder and I on her hip. Damn, I could feel the current.

Bhabhi was so smooth and her fragrance so mesmerizing that I forgot the track the song that was playing and instead kept looking in her eyes. I Involuntarily, moved my hand up on her bare waist and tightened my grip.

Bhabhi was smiling throughout the dance and I sensed she was enjoying it. Her breasts were slightly touching my chest and our faces were almost 6 inches away from each other. But I controlled my desire to kiss her.

We had great chemistry dancing together and everyone applauded once we were done.

After the function when I was lying in my room, I got a message from an unknown number, “You dance really well!”

I searched the number on True caller and pop came to the name ‘Neha’. I couldn’t control my happiness. It seemed like we had ticked off on the right note.

We started chatting on WhatsApp. I asked her, “Why didn’t Bhaiya accompany you?”

She replied that he had to go to Singapore for a business meeting.

We chatted for 10 minutes. She asked me to come to the back of the house. We met there at 2 am without anyone noticing. We really hit it off well and felt more like friends rather than Bhabhi and Devar.

The next three days passed casually and we used to chat on WhatsApp daily for a couple of hours at night after all the functions for the day were completed.

It was on Thursday night that she asked me, “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No.” I lied.

Bhabhi replied, “Don’t lie, how come a smart guy like you doesn’t have a girlfriend?”

“Honest Bhabhi, I don’t have a girlfriend. I like a girl, but is nothing compared to how beautiful you are,” I said.

“Aww, how sweet. You should tell this to your Bhaiya, he doesn’t find me that beautiful,” Bhabhi said.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaattttt! How can that be?!” I couldn’t believe it.

“It’s true. I didn’t get the attention I expected to get from your brother after marriage,” Bhabhi said.

“His bad luck, Bhabhi. He doesn’t know what he is missing out on,” I said.

“What do you mean?” Bhabhi asked giving me a suspicious look.

“You know what I mean Bhabhi. You’ve understood me,” I said and smiled at her.

“Yeah, I do. Anyway, I don’t want to talk about it. I am going to the back of the house to get some fresh breeze. Do you want to come?” Bhabhi asked.

“Of course, Bhabhi,” I said, exited to see her again.

Everybody was fast asleep. I went out to the back of the house without making too much noise. Bhabhi was already there. She looked stunning, wearing a simple green and blue transparent Bandhini Saree. Her cleavage and belly could be seen through the Saree.

“Wow Bhabhi, you look very beautiful!” I said, looking at her from top to bottom.

Bhabhi didn’t say anything. She quickly moved close to me and kissed my lips.

I couldn’t believe what had just happened but I didn’t want to miss the chance. I took her in my arms and started smooching her lips.

I held the back of her head with one hand and caressed her back with the other. Her soft boobs were pressing on my chest, and her luscious lips engrossed in a very romantic kiss.

I cannot explain the feeling that I was going through. Her back was so smooth to touch and her lips were so full of nectar, that I didn’t want the moment to end.

I shifted my other hand to her bottom and gently squeezed the soft flesh through her Saree and petticoat. But she pushed my hands away. And we stopped. I thought maybe I crossed a line.

Neha Bhabhi just went away without saying anything. I kept calling her but she didn’t reply. I thought I fucked up!

The next day was my cousin’s wedding. We all dressed up in traditional attire. At the venue, I was searching for my Bhabhi, to apologize and get back to normal.

A couple of hours into the wedding, I got a call from her, asking me to come to the bride’s room. But the bride was on the stage! I couldn’t understand why she was calling me there. But I went.

There was no one in the room. She was standing before the dressing table and trying to put a hook behind her neck for a gold necklace.

She looked like a bride dressed in a red Saree which had golden embroidery on it.

She saw me and asked me to help her put the hook for the chain.

As I tried to put the hook, I apologised for last night.

Bhabhi didn’t say anything.

After I put the hook, she turned around and said, “You didn’t do anything wrong to apologise. I went away because I was not sure if I was doing the right thing. But now, I am sure.” She smiled shyly at me.

I moved closer to kiss her but she moved back and said, “Close the door first.”

I went quickly, closed the door and went back to her.

She looked into my eyes shyly, and asked, “What do you want to do to me?”

I went closer to her. I kept my hands on the sides of her bare hip. Her skin was smooth and her body was warm. I bent down and began kissing her. Her response was good. So, we kissed passionately. I caressed her waist and belly. I moved my hands up and grabbed her boobs through her blouse while smooching her. Her lips were soft and juicy, her boobs were very soft and spongy.

We kissed for about 2 minutes or so. Then, I stopped kissing and turned her around.

I unhooked her blouse and tried to remove her blouse. It didn’t come of easily because of her pallu, so she helped me remove it. She was wearing a red lace bra. The contrast of her white skin with red bra was driving me crazy. I wanted to fuck her.

I unhooked her bra and took it off. I grabbed her big breasts from behind. They were very soft. I pressed them hard from behind and Bhabhi moaned. Her moaning was making me crazier.

My cock was very hard. I didn’t want to miss the chance to fuck her, so I told her to lie down on the bed. To my relief, she went to the bed and got on top of the bed.

For the first time, I saw those yummy soft boobs. They had a swollen, dark brown nipples.

I removed my pajama and underwear, and got on top of the bed. I kissed her, bit her boobs, sucked her nipples, caressed her neck and navel.

After all this, I didn’t want to waste more time as the function was mid-way through.

I lifted her Saree and petticoat. She was wearing a red laced panty. I pulled the panties off her sexy legs. Her panties were wet with her pussy juices. The beauty of her legs and the juicy cunt between her inner thighs mesmerising.

I wanted to suck her juicy pussy but I also wanted my cock sucked so I turned around. I stood above her with my feet by her side. I bent my knees and knelt down, placing my knees by her side, I bent down. We were in in 69 positions with me on the top.

Bhabhi didn’t need instructions; she took my cock in her mouth and sucked on it passionately. I sucked her juicy cunt.

I was pushing my tongue deeper and deeper, teasing her and giving her all the pleasure, she craved. She responded well, giving me a great blowjob.

She sucked my cocked with too much passion. I didn’t want to ejaculate in her mouth. I wanted to ejaculate in her pussy, so I stopped sucking her cunt and slowly pulled my cock out of her mouth.

I turned around to face her. I laid down above her, supporting my upper body by placing my hands on the bed. We were in a missionary position.

I adjusted my hip and felt the tip of my cock on the slit of her pussy. I pushed and the head of my cock slid inside her juicy cunt. I loved it. I pushed more and my cock glided inside the wet, elastic hole of her tight cunt.

I pushed my cock balls deep, inside her and as she moaned, I kissed her lips.

I French kissed her and fucked her

One of my hands was caressing her bottom and occasionally finger fucking her asshole.

Bhabhi’s pussy and asshole were tight, and looked like my Bhaiya didn’t work well on her. But it was for my enjoyment now.

I was having the time of my life banging her. Neha Bhabhi was moaning continuously.

I humped her for about 15 minutes till we both came at the same time.

I came inside her as my Bhabhi wanted to get pregnant.

After we finished, we both were exhausted. We dressed up and headed to the function!