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My grateful Bhabhi

I am a 28-year-old guy. This happened when I was 22 years old. At that time, I used to live with my mom and Bhabhi. My dad had passed away when I was 18 years old. My mom had an accident and she couldn’t walk properly. Bhaiya had gone abroad just five months after getting married. One month after he left, my Bhabhi told us she was pregnant with their first child.

Bhaiya couldn’t return immediately. He told us he can return only after delivery. He was worried and he told me to take care of Bhabhi. I assured him that I will take care of her.

My mom stayed in her room most of the time because she was old and she couldn’t walk properly after the accident. Bhabhi used to do all the household work. She didn’t talk much with us because she was upset with my Bhaiya for telling us that he can return only after delivery. She liked him and missed him. Sometimes we used to hear her crying in the night.

I was worried about Bhabhi. I started spending time with her to help her get relief from loneliness and depression. Within one week we became good friends. We talked about random topics and shared our opinions. Days passed very fast and her belly also became big fast. I tried my best to take care of her. I didn’t let her do any household work and I started doing the household work. I even learned cooking from her and cooked for all of us. Everybody was very happy with me. Especially my Bhabhi was very happy with me. She often told relatives that she was very lucky to have a Devar (Brother-in-law) like me. I liked Bhabhi’s appreciation. I liked to impress her and see her happy.

One morning my mom told me Bhabhi had high fever and she is not able get up from bed. I went to her bedroom and checked her. Her forehead was very hot. I decided to take her to the clinic. I booked a taxi with a mobile app. The taxi came to our house at the right time. I helped Bhabhi walk to the taxi and get inside. After she sat down, I sat down next to her. As the taxi began to move, she held my arm tightly and kept her head on my right shoulder for support.

We reached the clinic within 30 minutes. The doctor checked her and gave her an injection. The doctor gave me a prescription and gave me medical advice to take care of Bhabhi.

I had already booked a taxi with a mobile app, so when we came out of the clinic the taxi was waiting for us. I helped Bhabhi get inside and I sat next to her. As the taxi moved, Bhabhi put her head on my shoulder and rested.

We reached home and I helped her get out of the taxi and walk to her bedroom. After she lay down on the bed, I quickly went to the bathroom. My penis had become very hard after unintentionally touching Bhabhi’s breasts and bottom. I opened pictures of Bhabhi on my mobile and masturbated.

After jerking-off for Bhabhi for the first time I went to her bedroom. My mom was sitting on the edge of the bed and talking with Bhabhi. Mom saw me and asked me what the doctor had advised me. I passed the information to mom. Mom told Bhabhi to follow the doctor’s advice. She told me to help Bhabhi and left the room. I sat down on the edge of bed and asked Bhabhi if she wanted me to cook any special food for her. She said she just wanted plain Khichdi. I said I’ll cook the dish for her. She took my hand and kissed it, surprising me. She thanked me for taking care of her and her unborn child. I told her I was just doing my duty. She smiled at me affectionately.

Bhabhi became close to me from that day. She fully recovered after two days. We spent more time together. I chatted with her and cracked jokes to keep her happy. But I couldn’t avoid looking at parts of her body and admiring her. Her breasts and bottom had become bigger along with her baby bump. Every time I was near her, my penis used to become very hard and I had to hide it uncomfortably.

Days passed quickly and only one month was left before the due date. Bhaiya called us and confirmed to us that he will be able to visit us only after the delivery. Bhabhi was disappointed and we consoled her.

One early morning, Bhabhi was having delivery pain. I was surprised because it was one week before the due date. My mom told me it was normal. So, I quickly booked the taxi and as soon as the taxi arrived, we rushed to the hospital. That day Bhabhi gave birth to a baby girl. The delivery was normal. Bhabhi and the baby were healthy. Bhabhi was discharged from the hospital after two days. I picked her and the baby from the hospital. We reached home safely. We were all very happy that everything was okay. But Bhabhi started crying. I asked her what happened. She told me she had lost her parents when she was young and she was very grateful to me for taking care of her while my Bhaiya was abroad. I told her we are family and it was my duty to take care of her. She hugged me and thanked me.

The baby looked very cute like Bhabhi. It was good to have a baby in the house. Even my mom, who usually stayed in her room started coming out more often to take care of the baby. Bhabhi didn’t mind breastfeeding even when I was around. It was good to see a baby sucking the nipples of her beautiful mother’s milky breasts. I used to get an instant boner. I used to just go to the bathroom and jerkoff.

One afternoon I went to Bhabhi’s bedroom and saw Bhabhi sleeping on her back. She was wearing a light pink, sleeveless, knee length, maternity nursing nightie. One of her breasts was exposed. The baby was also sleeping next to her. It looked like she had been feeding the baby and both had gone to sleep. I went quietly closer to her and touched her exposed breast. It was soft. I gently rubbed her nipple. I looked at her face. She was fast asleep. So, I bent down and lightly kissed her nipple. I took her nipple between my lips and sucked gently. My mouth was quickly filled with her mildly sweet and salty milk. I swallowed and sucked more. I didn’t want to stop sucking but I feared she might wake up. I stopped sucking and quickly left the room. I went to the bathroom and jerked-off.

That evening Bhabhi wanted to go shopping to buy new clothes for the baby. We left the baby with my mom and went shopping. While we shopped, I admired Bhabhi. She was wearing dark blue jeans and a simple light blue Kurti but she looked very attractive. She had become curvier after delivery. Her boobs were big, her waist was slim, her hips were wide and her buttocks looked plump. Her boobs and buttocks jiggled as she walked. I had an erection from the time we left home till the time we returned home.

That night I couldn’t sleep, fantasizing about having sex with Bhabhi. At 1 AM, I went to her room. The door was closed. I pushed it. It was not latched. I opened the door slowly and looked inside. The bed lamp was ON. Bhabhi and the baby were sleeping on the bed. Bhabhi was sleeping on her side. I went to the other side of the bed, facing her back. The curve of her slim waist and the mound shape of her hip looked beautiful. Her buttocks looked plump and seductive. I touched her bottom and gently squeezed. I looked at Bhabhi. She was still sleeping. I squeezed her buttocks feeling the softness. She murmured in her sleep. I quickly left the room. I went to the bathroom and jerked off.

Next morning, I saw Bhabhi in the living room. She was sitting on the sofa and talking with my mom. I thought she might have suspected that I was in her room the previous night. But her behaviour was normal, so I relaxed. She saw me and asked me if I was ready to have breakfast. I told her I was ready. She stood up and I got a good look at her. She was wearing a Saree and she looked very sexy.

After I had breakfast, I went out to meet my friends. I came home in the afternoon at lunch time and had lunch. Mom and Bhabhi went to their rooms for an afternoon nap. I watched TV in the living room and relaxed. After some time, I went to Bhabhi’s room. The door was half open. Bhabhi was sleeping on her back. She had gone to sleep wearing the Saree. I went closer to admire her. To my pleasant surprise, Bhabhi was not wearing a blouse or a bra. Her breasts were fully exposed. Baby was not there next to her. I looked at the cradle and saw baby sleeping in the cradle. I felt very lucky. I slowly placed both my hands on her breasts and cupped the soft mounds of flesh. I squeezed gently a few times. Then I bent down and sucked one of her nipples. Milk filled my mouth and I swallowed it but this time I couldn’t stop. I sucked harder and swallowed more milk.

I had become so lost at that moment that I had forgotten to check Bhabhi. When I looked at her face, I saw her looking at me. I panicked and let her nipple pop out of my mouth.

She touched my arm and said, “Don’t be afraid.”

“Sorry, Bhabhi…” I said and stood straight.

“It’s okay,” she said.

I looked at her hopefully.

“I won’t tell anybody,” she said and smiled, reassuringly.

I smiled a bit, still not sure if she meant it.

“I was waiting for you,” she said and smiled. “I know you have been coming here and touching me.”

“Sorry, Bhabhi,” I said, feeling guilty.

“Don’t be sorry. Come, lie down next to me,” she said and moved to the side of the bed, making room for me on the bed.

I couldn’t believe it was really happening. Excited, I slowly sat on the bed and lay down next to her. She lay down on her side and said, “Drink as much as you want.”

My heart was racing with excitement as I moved down to her breasts. I took one of her nipples and sucked. Milk filled my mouth and I swallowed it. As I drank her milk, I put my hands around Bhabhi’s hip and squeezed her buttocks. Bhabhi stroked my hair. I drank her milk till I was satisfied and looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed. I moved up and kissed her lips. She opened her eyes and kissed me.

As we kissed, her hand moved down between us and slipped inside my shorts. She caught the shaft of my hard cock, surprising me. I kissed her harder and she stroked my cock.

A few minutes later, Bhabhi broke the kiss and said, “Your Bhaiya called yesterday. He wants to have one more child. He’s going to come and make me pregnant again.”

“Really Bhabhi?” I asked, surprised.

“He wants to keep trying till we have a boy child,” Bhabhi said and squeezed my cock.

“He should just take you abroad,” I said.

“Why? You don’t want me here?” Bhabhi asked and squeezed my cock-shaft again.

“I didn’t mean it that way, Bhabhi. I meant you will be happy there with him,” I said hoping she doesn’t get upset.

“How do you know I will be happy there?” she asked and let go of my cock.

I thought I had really messed up by upsetting her.

She sat up on the bed.

“Sorry Bhabhi,” I said and sat up on the bed.

“Don’t be sorry. Remove your clothes,” she said.

Surprised and excited again, I removed my clothes as I watched her lift her Saree and pull down her panties.

She turned and looked at me. “Lie down, Ashish,” she said.

Excited, I lay down on my back. Bhabhi lifted her Saree and knelt down on the bed with her back facing me and straddling on my face. We were in 69 position, with Bhabhi on top. Her plump bare buttocks was before my face. I felt my cock slide inside Bhabhi’s warm mouth and instinctively, I rubbed my face on her soft ass flesh. I spread her ass cheeks apart and dug my face between her ass cheeks. I kissed her anus and licked it. Bhabhi sucked my cock harder and faster. I kissed her pussy and licked her clit, tasting her savory pussy juice.

Bhabhi sucked my cock very hard and I thought I might cum inside her mouth. Luckily, she stopped sucking after a short time. She turned around and knelt down on the bed with one leg on either side of me. She was in the cowgirl position. She lowered herself down and my cockhead touched her soft labia. She adjusted her hip and my cockhead slipped into her juicy pussy. My cock-shaft glided smoothly inside Bhabhi’s cunt until her pussy lips mashed on my crotch. She leaned forward and her boobs pressed on my chest. She kissed my lips and raised her ass up, letting my cock slide out until only my cockhead was left inside her cunt. Then she lowered herself down, taking my cock deep inside her cunt again. She repeated the movement few times, squeezing my cock inside her pussy. It felt good but I was getting more desperate to fuck her. I pulled my cock out and thrust it back, fucking deep into her. I put my hands down and grabbed her soft ass cheeks.

I took one of her nipples and a mouth full of her breast-flesh in my mouth, and I sucked. I drank her milk and pounded my cock into her cunt, harder but slower. As I repeatedly fucked Bhabhi, pleasure soared and I slammed my cock into her cunt, harder and faster. Suddenly my balls felt heavy and my cum spurted hotly inside her pussy while I trembled against her. I pumped out my semen again and again into Bhabhi’s pussy.

“I’m sorry, Bhabhi. I couldn’t control myself,” I said.

“Don’t be sorry. I am very grateful to you for taking care of me when I was pregnant. That’s why, this time I am going to have your child,” Bhabhi said and smiled.

I was very happy. “Thank you, Bhabhi,” I said, squeezing her ass cheeks.

“Thank you too,” Bhabhi said. She bent down and kissed my lips.

After my cum stopped spurting, I pulled my limp cock out of her cunt.

From that day, I started having sex with Bhabhi every day. Two weeks later Bhabhi told me she was pregnant with my child. We kept it a secret.

Bhaiya visited us after one week. Three weeks after he arrived, Bhaiya and Bhabhi told us, Bhabhi was pregnant. Everybody was very happy.

Bhaiya stayed with us for one month. It was difficult to have sex with Bhabhi during that time. Bhabhi was too afraid to have sex with me even in my room when Bhaiya was sleeping in their room. We had to wait for Bhaiya to go out of the house to have sex. We had sex sometimes but Bhabhi was not relaxed.

Before leaving Bhaiya told me to take care of Bhabhi. I promised him I would take care of her.

On the day Bhaiya left, I couldn’t get enough of Bhabhi. We had oral sex, vaginal sex and anal sex.

I had sex with Bhabhi almost every day during her pregnancy and kept her happy. Bhabhi delivered a healthy girl baby but my Bhaiya was not happy. He wanted a baby boy. A few weeks before he could visit us again, Bhabhi became pregnant with my child.

Bhaiya visited us. He stayed with us for one month. He thought he made Bhabhi pregnant again. He asked me to take care of Bhabhi and went abroad again. I took care of Bhabhi during her pregnancy for the third time. This time Bhabhi gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Bhaiya and Bhabhi were very happy. They named my son Ashish. I call him junior.

A few years ago, Bhaiya and Bhabhi went abroad permanently with the kids. Before going Bhabhi wanted to make sure, I had someone to take care of me. She convinced her younger sister to marry me. Her sister liked me, so I got married to Bhabhi’s younger sister. I love making love to Bhabhi’s sister. She is a good wife. She looks modern and sexier than Bhabhi but my grateful Bhabhi will always have a special place in my heart.