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 Sowjanya bhabhi fucked by horny devar - III Posted on August 30, 2012 12:00
PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Previously: Sowjanya bhabhi fucked
by horny devar - II

   Hi guys disz bunny back wid another experience with my sweet bhabhi very
next day of our encounter I felt some tiredness due to sex with my bhabhi I
slept in my room as soon as my bro went to office my bhabhi came to my room
n woke me up she took me to bathroom n made refresh n took me to living
room brought milk n feed me while feeding me

   she pour milk on my bare chest n started to suck my chest with her
tongue while biting my nipples which she aroused my n said "TODAY ITS MY
TURN TO FUCK UUUUUUUUUUUUUU BABYY" n started to explore my mouth n while
her hands working on my cock it gave me boosting to me we kissed nearly
20min I started to press her boobs to my surprised she did not wore her
bra.

   i undid her n started to her boobs bite her nipples meanwhile she took
my cock out n started to pump my cock after that I made her stand took off
her pant again here no panty I asked her "YYYYYYYY TODAY NO BRA N PANTY"
she said "ITS FOR U MYYYYYYYY DARLING " n started to kiss me hard I then
took her to her bedroom made her to lie on bed n started

   sucking her pussy she was moaning AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AH AH AH AH AH AH
AH AH AH UFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH while
im sucking her pussy it made a sound SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP
which made me go crazy n started sucking more wildly as soon as she got
heavy orgasm she

   took my head ti her pussy n held tightly n she took my cock into her
mouth n started sucking my cock I was going crazy n stopped her n said her
to go for 69ing n we both started to explore our parts as I was sucking her
pussy I fingered her ass n she was gone mad n started to suck me hard as
soon we both reached our orgasms we drank our juices n started to taste

   each others cum while kissing as we r kissing my cock is poking her
pussy n I made her to sleep n widen her legs to get room to fuck she
stopped me n said "DARLINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG TODAY FIRST FUCK ME
IN MY ASSSSSSSSSSSSSS" I said ok n she came on to me n inserted my tip in
her ass n shouted

   in pain I said to lubricate my cock n pussy she took glass of milk n
made to dip my cock in milk n started to rub her ass n inserting slowly she
repeated dis process 10 to 20times she finally inserted tip in her ass n
stayed in that position I got hold of her n got on to my back n kissed her
explore her mouth to which she started to ram her fingers in my hair all of
a sudden

   I pushed my cock in her ass she was in pain n tears started to flow I
drank her tears with passion n with another thrust my whole cock is in her
ass after 2min I started to pump her ass slowly with small thrusts now she
started to enjoy my fuck n kissing me hard when I started to fuck her ass
she started to pump my mouth with her tongue it was a different feeling n
pumping

   her fast she stopped me made me to lie on bed n she started to thrust by
moving her hips up n down initially she started to fuck me slowly gradually
she she started to fuck me faster as she reaching her orgasm she had cum on
my cock part I withdrew my cock from her ass n made her to be in doggie
style n I inserted my cock in her ass again n started to fuck her hard
after

   fucking her for 15min she cummed in her ass n I fell on her n started to
explore her body she turned my side n kissed me we moved to bathroom n now
we r under shower it made to turn on n started kiss her madly n started to
lick her face n spread her my saliva on her face with dis act she got crazy
n hugged me tightly n said

   "I LOVE U JAAAAAAAAN I DONT WANNA MISS U AT ANY COST" I said "I LOVE U
TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BABY" I moved n down n sucked her pussy in no time she
said "DARLINGGGGGGGGGGGG FUCK MEEEEEEEEE I CANT WAIT FUCK ME HARD DARLING"
with that I made her to stand to wall n inserted my cock in her pussy n
started

   to pump her slowly initially gradually increased my speed after fucking
for 15min I took her to bedroom n I sat on bed n made her to sit on my lap
facing me n she started to fuck me hard making hard thrusts she fucked me
for 10min n I lifted her up n made her to sleep on bed n started to pump
her hard very fast she had 3 orgasms after ramming her for other 15min

   I was about to cum she pulled me too her n kissed me hard we both r
cummed at same time while we both r cumming she bite my lips n it made a
mark on my lips n we both went to bathroom n had bath together n I moved to
college for my project we both had satisfying sex that day n I wished u
liked my experiences n love u all gals aunts bhabhis n any gal aunt bhabhi
can have my service to have sex can contact meeeeeeeeeee love u all.

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   Sowjanya bhabhi fucked by horny devar - II Posted on August 27, 2012
12:00 PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Previously: Sowjanya bhabhi
fucked by horny devar

   Hi disz bunny again here im wid the other sexperience with my bhabhi
again.......  since my bro had holidays n periods to my bhabhi did not sex
since a week jus kissings licks only after her preiods are over n my bro
went to office n my sweet bhabhi is doing her household chore in kitchen i
slowly tiptoed to kitchen n hugged my bhabhi from behind n firmly pressed
her boobs

   n said "darling i wanna love u im hunger since a week" she said "shout
up let me do my work" n i started kissing her neck n sucked her ear lobes
while pressing her boobs she turned to n started kissing me passionately we
kissed for 10mins n i took out her top n bra n started sucking her tits
eagerly n sucked the navel she was holding my head towards her boobs
tightly

   i removed her pant n panty n took her to my room while going i took a
honey bottle from fridge n i made bhabhi to lie on bed n i poured honey on
her body n started sucking her each n every body part n i poured honey on
her pussy n started licking her pussy n clit after sucking i entered my
tongue in her pussy n started tongue fucking her after 15min she had orgasm
n

   i drank all the juice from her pussy n i undressed myself n went beside
of her n started kissing her i fondled her breast meanwhile stroking my
cock within no time she was in between my legs n started sucking my cock n
poured honey on my cock n started sucking hard in 10min i cummed she drank
all my cum n said "YR CUM IS SOOOOOO TASTY WITH COMBINATION OF HONEY"

   i pulled her hugged tightly n started kissing her madly within no time
my cock is rock hard again i made to sleep on her back n inserted my cock
in her love hole n started fucking slowly for 15 min till she had 2 huge
orgasms after that i started to fuck her with high speed after ramming her
for 20min more she reached her orgasm twice n i was about to cum i

   hugged her very tight n drilled with full speed n i shot my hot semen in
her pussy n hugged her tightly n dozed in that position after 2hrs i felt
someone kissing me allover my face n we kissed our lips passionately n
exchanged our saliva n she said "LOVE U DARLING N THANKS FOR WONDERFUL
SHOW"

   she got up n went to dress which is in kitchen while walking her ass
swings in rythmic way so i got crazy idea to fuck her in ass so i went back
of her n hugged her from behind n made her n made to sit in sofa in such a
way that i suck suck her lovely ass n started sucking her ass she was
surprised with my act n said

   "DARLING U R CRAZY N I LOVED IT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" with that i
started sucking hard n i fingered her pussy n finger fucking her within
25min she reached her orgasm i too her cum in finger n inserted it in ass n
finger fucking her ass now within no time inserted 2nd finger n she wildly
pressing my face to her ass n i said her

   "BABY IM GOING TO FUCK UR ASS" she was with confused n said "IT WILL BE
PAINING N IM SCARED HONEY " then i said "U WILL BE ENJOYING BABY TRUST ME N
LETS HAVE SOME MORE FUN" she said "OK DARLING ANYTHING FOR UUUUUUUUUUU" so
i rubbed my cock to her ass hole n trying to insert i found some scaryness

   in her face so i inserted my cock in her pussy n started to pump her n
my finger inher ass nshe was now bit relaxed i withdrew my cock n inserted
in her ass 1st my tip entered with another push i was in halfway n remained
in that position so that she will reduce her pain after 2min i pushed
further now my cock was totally inside her sexy ass

   after sometime i started with small thrusts n her pain vanished she too
started to enjoy by moaning "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ITS
AAAAAMAZZZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG"

   i rammed her for 20min i cummed in her ass n i withdrew my cock n
started to kiss her madly like no other day after that we had bath together
n clock hits 2pm so we had our lunch nakedly in living room after the bath
n then we had another round of sex after that she touched my whole boby
with her sweet pussy n we bathed again for 1hr we r really tired she n me

   had nap in my room nude till a hour before my bro would arrive we r
having very happy sex life without noticing to my brother we had plan to
have child but it was in her hands coz our relation should be scretly
maintained so my lovelllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy readers plz do comment
me n encourage me to write other experinces with gals too so specially my
dear sexy gals aunts n bhabhi's plz do comment me waiting for ur comments
love u all my sexy gals aunts n sweet bhabhi's.

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   Sowjanya bhabhi fucked by horny devar Posted on August 26, 2012 12:00
PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi hi im bunny from hyderabad.i have
read several stories in this blog since 3years I wanna post my own
sexperience today it was wid my own brothers wife who got married 8 months
back I comopleted my graduation in reputed colleges in hyd...  my brothers
as sowtware in one of the MNC n my parents r supossed to in our town near
by so coming to the story in 23 yrs 5' 8" not well built

   but some wat having body in whitsh in color n my bhabhi name is sowjanya
28yrs with 36 28 34 she had a charming face which glows everytime since I
stay with my bro after his marriage my bhabhi is so jovial n allways makes
us laugh as my bro will be late to home since he comes from 25kms with huge
traffic in hyd since if any shoppings or outings will be done by me n my
bhabhi only...

   sorry if I bored u lets come to real stuff now once my bro n bhabhi went
to bhabhi friends home for a small occasion she wore a saree in green color
I was stunned to see her as she was so beautiful they went I mastrubated
thinking of my sweet bhabhi as my sexual desire was not completed I entered
their bathroom n took used bra n panty I sniffed bra n panty

   n mastrubated I cummed in bhabhi panty n kept in bathroom back next day
my bro went to office I bunked the classes n came home to stay with my
sweet bhabhi when I went there she was not in living room so went into
their room she was in bathroom so with keen interest I peeped the bathroom
window from other bathroom she was facing me her back I saw her ass

   which was amazing water dripping down in her ass wat a view it was n all
of a sudden she turn back n saw me in a hurry I slipped in bathroom my
right hand had minor injury I was worried wheather she might tell to my bro
to my luck she have'nt said to my bro doctor suggested me to have rest for
15days so I got chance to be with my bhabhi in day time on 1st day she did
not

   utter a single word with me on 2nd day she came to my room to feed me
breakfast since I could not able to eat when feeding me she said "y r u
peeping through window when im bathing" I remained silent she again asked
same I remained silent again I pulled my hair n shouted "y r u peeping in
bathroom when im bathing"

   I said "i havent seen any gals naked body n im in very eager to see ur
body" she saw me in anger went to her room n bolted I said sorry for that n
never do like dis but no responce from her I went to my room n slept about
2hrs I felt someone caressing my hair I opened my eyes to my surprise it
was my bhabhi I woke up from bed n sat beside her I said

   "sorry for everything bhabhi" she carassed my hair n said " its ok yaar
" after few minutes of silence she said " wat else bunny" I said "u have
such a great figure bhabhi " to which she remained silent again said sorry
she said " no need" to which I said "then wat u want" she: wat u will give
me: wat ever u want she:chocolate me: ok sure she: when me: today she: ok
me got up to get chocolate she stopped me n hugged me n said
"sorry yaar ur injury is because of me" I said "its my pleasure to have
such a sweet pain because of a mesmerizer" she smiled n I went to bring a
chocolate when I came back from shop she was in living room I went n gave
chocolate to her she took it with pleasure n kept a side n said " wat u
like in me" me: I like u totally she: wat u like most me: I like ur walking

when u walk ur ass swings in rythm she (with a wicked smile)

   : idiot me: u asked so I said she: ok we r watching tv she stood n
walking into kitchen I started to see her she also saw me while walking wen
she came to living room n sat beside me slapped me romanticly n said:u r u
seeing me: ur ass she kept silent for few seconds I moved near to her now
we r touching each other she said " y r u moving "
me: jus wanna sit by touching to u she : y me: to feel ur body she:ok
sit I thought it as a green signal n kept my left hand on her shoulder she
remained silent I pulled her n kept kiss on her cheeks she was surprised
with my act n remained unmoved for minute.  I said to her "howz that" she
remained silent once again I asked she said "nothing"
next I pulled her n lip locked her sucked her lips after a minute she
too responding the kiss ours tongues met our saliva is over flowing we kept
for 15minutes such a romantic kiss it was wowwwwwwwww her juicy soft lips
mad me mad I hugged her n pressing her ass like anything wid that I kept my

left hand into her pants kept rubbing her ass n again I kissed her lips

   while pressing her tits slowly I removed her top n black bra n started
sucking her tits like mad dog biting her nipples I made her to lay on sofa
n started sucking her breast n navel she let a moan out
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH with that I opened the knot of her
pant n with her help opened her pant n panty OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO wat

   a scene clean shaved pussy with some wetness I kissed her pussy n stared
sucking her clorties n pressing her breast with my hand n sucking her pussy
really hard I entered my tongue into her love hole n started tongue fucking
her she let a moans AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH OH OH YEAH COMMON
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

   as I tongue fucking her I kept my finger in her ass hole n started
fucking her both holes with in 15minutes she reached her orgasm I drank
some of her juices as she pressed my head to to her pussy she then said
"its my turn now" I said " my pleasure sweety" she then took my pants out n
took my 7.5" cock in her hand kissed my tip n started suucking my cock

   with passion it made me soooooo horny she stated to suck with a good
speed I climaxed in 10mins she hugged me n we slept in each others arms for
10min she start to kiss me on lips passionately my junoir started to regain
again we kissed for another 10mins she was top of me n my cock was poking
her pussy making me horny as ever she slowly inserted my cock in her pussy

   with moving her hip in up n down motion she was fucking me nicely n we r
lip locked as she was soo horny I let her to sleep on sofa n I inserted my
cockinto her pussy n started pumping her in rythmically n gradually
increased my speed n pumped her pussy so hard she was moaning
BUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

   COOOOOOMMMMOOOONNNNNN DDDDDDAAAAARRLLLLLINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG AH AH AH AH
AH AH AH HA it made me mad n started fucking hard n sucking her underarms
after fucking her hard for 20mins she had 3 massive orgasms n I too cummed
in her pussy n hugged her tightly we kissed again n went her bathroom to
clean ourselves she cleaned me

   also coz I cant clean with my single hand after cleaning I went my room
n sat there she went to kitchen to her work n I love her so much n plz pass
nice comments as it was my 1st postings n gals eagerly waiting for ur
comments.

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   Sunil fucking sexy sweet Saali - I Posted on August 2, 2012 12:00 PM,
Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi I am Sunil back again, sorry for a long
weeks waiting.  I was little busy with my work for which it was delayed to
write next incident.  Now I am free to tell the further occurances in our
love making.

   Next morning,it was Sunday.  Due to my off day I generraly leave bed in
around 8 o'clock.  As it is a regular for me on Sunday neither my wife nor
my children disturb me before 8 o'clock.  But that day at around 7 o'clock
I felt a soft and wet touch on my chin twice.  First time I think I am
dreaming or something that but when I felt second time I opened my eye
keeping myself covered with valvet blanket; it was my sweet Sali,

   who was stood beside my bed infront of my face and touching my face with
wet hand.  After seen I realised that she has finished her bath just
minutes before.  I asked her "where is didi?" about my wife.  She whispered
"taking her bath." She stiil was stood beside my face silently with smile
on her face.

   First time I gathered my courage and took my hand out of blanket and
touched her crotch area over her gown.  She made her eye contact with me
with delightful and put her hand on my hand and very slowly massage it
silently.I got encouraged,and as she was stood in front of my face just a
inch diffrenece I grabed her towards me putting my hand on her buttock and
gave her a kiss on her crocth area over her gown.

   All of sudden calling sound to her came from next room.  My daughter was
calling her to prepare her bournvita.  So hurridly and with mix of fear of
catch she left the room and I laied few minutes and wake up and did my
morning freshen up.  After tea I went for market and returned after 2 hours
with vegitables and grocerry.

   As usual on Sunday our is habit for non-veg food in lunch and after
lunch we all took our own time for entertainment.  Me n my wife generally
nap for sometimes and talks a little on domestic matter;my children watch
tv for cartoon or went for outdoor game at club.  But that day we layed (me
n wife) on our bed at around 4 o'clock I pretended that I hav a backache so
my wife called my sali for a message with oil to me.

   She came with warmoil and started messaging on my back,there after she
message my feet but I stopped her and ask to message her sister's leg.She
did so and within 15 minute my wife slept after got a warm oil message in
late afternoon.Thereafter my sali winked me and gave a horny smile.

   She came to my side and once again she put her palm on my feet for
message but this time I didn't restict her.  She started her message and
very slowly raise her hand upto my upper thigh.  It was very sensitive and
dick was just poking his head.I slowly raised my Lungi which I was wore at
that time upto my belly and she understood things quickly and put her palm
directly on my erected penis while looking to her sister's face for check
whether she is in deep sleep.

   After she confirmed of it she started shaking my penis very politely and
once or twice she raised my blanket from side a little to see it.  After 05
minutes I was fully charged and could not control any more hence I
signalled her to suck it.

   She bend a little and started sucking it keeping her head on my belly
and simunteniously I was carrising her hair watching towards my wife.She
was in deep sleep under that warm valvet blanket.  After few minute my sali
started sulfring sound for which I stooped her and signalled her to get off
from bed.

   she get off from bed and went out of room,afetr 5 minute I also get off
from bed and went out of room and find her(my Sali) standing in next bed
room.I whisper in her ear to remove her panty and be ready for a quciky in
kitchen,she put off her chadhi(panty) and went to kitchen.  I went to
toilet and open the tap fully and put mug under it so that it will sound
that I m in toilet if my wife will be awake and listen the sound so that
she will not doubt and lay on bed for lazzyness.

   I came to kitchen on cat step and grabe my sweet sali from back and
kissed a lot on her chick,face as a mad man.  She became very hot ;I raised
her nighty upto her belly bottom and put my finger in her tender slipery
pussy hole.  Oh my god She was leaking profously,i doubt she pissed but
actually she was leaking a lot.  She was virgin.

   I put my finger in her pussy hole it pained her,hence I message her
pussy lips with her liquid for few minutes and then raise her one leg and
bend my self to put my dick on her pussy hole.  but it was my misfortune
that being the father of two child I failed in my first attempt.  I made
her stand facing her back to me nad from back side I tried her to fuck.

   This time I made her a little bend to front so that I can easily access
to her fuck hole.  I did so but after few attempt and due to excess heat at
her vagina I could not hold any more and my sperm out oh her outer pussy
lips.  Both came out hurriedly and I went to toilet for wash and she also
went into bath room for wash and clean.  I will write my next attempt of
successful fucking to my sweet sali after getting comments from readers.

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   Sanjay fucking Urvashi bhabhi first time Posted on July 29, 2012 12:00
PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Hello people, this is my first post
on Humandigest.  After reading so many good stories.  I would like to share
my experiences also.  I am Sanjay and I work with a software company. 
After I graduated I started working in Bangalore.  2 years after joining. I
got a good opportunity to work at an MNC in gurgaon.  Which I readily
accepted as I wanted to move to North India.

   This one is my first time with my bhabhi.  Her name is Urvashi and she
lives in Ghaziabad, near to Delhi.  She is wife of my cousin.  She got
married 3 years back and has a baby boy.  I called up my cousin brother
Sumit that I got a job in Gurgaon.  He was happy and told me to move with
him.  I was reluctant as the commute would have been nearly 2 hours one
side.

   He understood my problem and told me to stay with them for a few days
till I can find an accommodation.  I accepted his proposal and started
packing my stuff.  I reached airport during evening.  Took a cab and
reached my cousin's home.  I knew that he was off to some business trip. 
When I was not able to find his home I gave him a call.

   He told me that he was busy and he smsd me bhabhi's number.  I gave her
a call she explained me the way and in no time I reached their home.  It
was around 10 PM when I reached.  She was standing on front gate.  It was
dark outside so I wasnt able to see her clearly.  I had seen her on my
cousins marriage, she was of good height 5 5, had good features, wheatish
but very thin and ordinary.

   When I entered the house I saw her full view.  Boy I was stunned.  she
was wearing a pink nighty that went just below her knees.  Her shiny legs
were visible.  She had grown little chubby after having a baby or
voluptuous.  but boy she did look stunning now.  Her breasts were heavier
and her smile more mischievous.  There was a glow on her face and I was
mesmerized by her looks.

   I was so lost that she had to repeat 2-3 times so that I respond to her
questions.  I felt a guilt about thinking about her in such a way.  I
mostly kept quiet during dinner.  Many times she asked me what happened.  I
mostly kept quiet and said I was tired.  She took me to the room where I
was supposed to sleep.  She told me that you will stay with us till you
work in NCR.

   When I told my office was away she said dont give me any excuse.  She
wasnt listening to anything and held my arm real tight, a shock like
feeling passed through my body..  I liked the authority with which she said
this.  I agreed to stay with them.

   That night I couldnt sleep I was thinking all about her.  Her smile, her
beautiful face, her heavy breasts, her round ass.  I went to the bathroom
and masturbated.  Then my mind got a little relaxed and I was able to
sleep.

   Next morning I was to join the office.  I wore casual T shirt and Jeans
as I was wearing in my previous company.  On breakfast table I saw her. 
she was wearing a dark orange color suit.  It was tight from breasts and
hips.  I again got an erection.  She told me to wear formals on first day
to make a good impression.  I told her its ok, She didnt agree and gave me
bhaiya's clothes to wear.

   when I came after changing.  Her face lit up, she complimented me that I
looked very handsome.  The journey of 1.5 hours from home to office was
tough inspite of company's cab.  First day in office was spent in finishing
formalities.  Return 2 hours seemed like eternity as I so wanted to see her
again.

   When I reached home my cousin also had returned, met him and then he
offered me a drink.  Over drinks he told me to stay here as his work was
supposed to involve lots of travelling in next few months and he needed
someone to stay here.  I said yes, I could see bhabhi;s smiling face.

   My cousin went to washroom, bhabhi came to me and said, Devar ji acha
hua aap ruk rahe ho, main akeli nai rahungi, khoob masti kia karenge. 
Again few dirty thoughts crept into my mind.  Again it was 12.30, I was
thinking about her.  I didnt want to masturbate so went to drawing room to
watch TV.  She was sitting on Sofa Breastfeeding her child.

   Her huge breast was visible, I got an immediate erection.  I was
returning to my room, she saw me and called me.  I came to her.  Her
expression became kinkier when she noticed my erection, I could see her
expression changing but I couldnt react.  She told me to sit with me as she
also couldnt sleep as baby was up.  she fed the baby who was now sleeping.

   She went to the bedroom and put the baby in his bed.  Came back and sat
on the sofa.  She sat cross legged.  Her nighty was up from her legs.  I
was literally sweating and breathing heavily.  She told me that her hubby
was supposed to go to USA for 15 days starting next month and she would
bother me with lots of work as she had to take care of baby also.  I told
her that I would be happy to do so.

   Next day was Saturday, My brother's flight was Friday late night. 
Bhabhi wanted to go but my brother forbade her as it would have been
unsafe. I loaded his stuff in cab and he left, before that he told me to
take good care of bhabhi.  I convinced him that I will do so.

   She was little bit upset, I tried to console her, told her few jokes. 
She asked me if I would like a beer.  I was shocked, I always thought her
to be a simple housewife.  I said ok.  We had 3 beers each.  she started
asking me about my GFs.  I told I had one in college and not now.  She was
looking like a fairy in white silky sleevless night suit.  Her smooth
thighs were making me mad.

   She started to tie her hair.  It exposed her Her armpit that had liitle
hair, that musky smell made me so horny.  I didnt want to take any extreme
step so I told her I want to go to my room.  she grabbed by arm and told me
to sit.  We talked for a few moments and occasionally touched each others
arm, face.  I knew that we were getting very intimate.  Still I was
reluctant to take that extreme step.

   These 2 weeks we became very close.  She used to leave her baby at her
mother's place as her mother wanted to spend time with her grandson.  We
went to movies, shopping and I even gave her a ride on the bike which she
had asked me many times.She asked me once, which type of girl you like, I
told bhabhi aap jaise.  She used to blush and change the topic.  Still some
trigger was needed to make my fantasy into reality.

   One day she called me at office that she would spend the night at her
mother's place and her mother was not well.  I had something else in my
mind.  I wanted to keep as many of her memories with me as I could collect.
I went to her bedroom, There was a laundry basket, It mostly had her
undergarments, I took a pink bra and black panty with me.

   I saw that the Desktop was on I switched on screen and started to
explore hidden files and folders.  I got stunned, It had porn, lots of it.
Also it had nude pics of bhabhi, I believe bhai would have taken it with
him to USA.  I took a pen drive and copied everything.  Then I went to my
room and masturbated smelling bhabihs panty and watching her nude pics.

   It was done for me.  I wanted to fuck her badly.  I didnt want to force
and wanted her consensus.  I went online and had a chat with some people.
They gave some tips.  They worked and I could see her getting closer to me.
The time had come to do the final thing.

   When I returned home on monday, I asked her when sumit is returning. 
She told me that his trip got extended by a week.  She had to go to her
cousin's wedding and she told me that it would be difficult to go alone.  I
asked her to take her there.  Her face suddenly became happy again.  She
told me that she would select my dress as she wants me to look the best.  I
gave a smile and agreed.

   I took an off on tuesday from office as we were to go for shopping.  We
decided to go to Karol Bagh.  She told me to take her in Metro.  I took her
on my bike till Metro station.  Her warm breast was touching my back.  She
was wearing a green printed saree with a sleeveless blouse.  We boarded the
metro.  We took a twin seat and sat next to each other.

   She was little tired so she slept on my shoulder.  Other people in metro
were thinking we were husband and wife.  Only I knew that we were yet to
have our first night.  Then we came for shopping.  I selected a Red saree
for her.  I told bhabhi you would look like a sex bomb in this dress.  she
blushed.  she purchased it and told me that she would surprise me.

   Then she selected mine ethnic dress too.  My mind was thinking about the
surprise.  We were tired after shopping so took a rickshaw till karol bagh
metro.  Rickshaw puller was a jerk.  He moved rickshaw very quickly. 
Bhabhi was about to fall.  I held her from her waist, her bare stomach was
in my hands, she smiled and said, just hold me, dont let go.

   On the wedding day I got ready first.  She came and she turned over, it
was a backless blouse which was very revealing.  My jaw dropped.I was
speechless, I just wistled and then we started for wedding.

   There we got drunk, she asked me to mix vodka in coke, She took 3 shots.
we danced like no one was watching.  Then we started heading towards home.
Both were intoxicated, She put her arm around me in cab, I also started
feeling her bare back.  I knew that today was the day.

   When we reached home, baby and bhabhi's mother both were sleeping.  Her
feet slipped and her ankle got twisted.  she cried in pain.  I hurried
towards her, I supported her and took her to my room.  I removed her shoe
and gave her gentle foot massage.  she said oh devarji, you are so caring,
love you.

   That was my signal.  I went irresistible, I kissed her feet, she moaned,
she took her feet and started playing on my pace with it, slowly, gently. I
was mad and super duper horny.  I lifted her saree and kissed her thighs.
then I put her on the bed and I layed on top of her.  I kissed her lips,
ear lobes and pressed her boobs hard.  I wanted to fuck my bhabhi like
anything.

   I removed my clothes and her saree, I put my hand in her blouse and felt
the warmth and softness of her huge breasts.  I made her topeless.  That
was the most beautiful sight, better that the pics I had seen.  I just
didnt want to let go of her.  For 20-25 minutes I played with her melons.

   She was enjoying like anything, moaning in a slow voice, responding to
each gesture and demanding more.  I removed her petticoat and panty.  Her
cunt was little hairy.  It was wet and I wanted to fuck her lovehole.  I
smelled it.  It was fantastic.  My cock was in pain with all such
excitement.

   I wanted to fuck her direct for the first time so didnt wear a condom. I
entered her, she moaned and held me tightly, she was talking dirty, oh
devar ji, oh devar ji, meri chut le lo, fuck me.  I was also saying oh
bhabhi you are so sexy.  I started stroking as I didnt want to waste time.
Witihin few minutes I came inside her.  The thing which I wanted the most,
my sexy bhabhi was my slave now.

   She slept but I passed a few hours enjoying watching her sexy body.  She
was super hot.  At 3.30 Am she woke me up.  we went to bathroom to take a
bath, we made love again.  She dressed up and went to her room.  Then this
became very regular.  We had various different experiences so far, which I
will share depending on the response to this piece.

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   Rahul fucking adorable Mamta bhabhi - II Posted on July 20, 2012 12:00
PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Previously: Rahul fucking adorable
Mamta bhabhi

   After the lust (or love ) calmed down, I felt niggling pain in my left
shoulder.  I asked her as to why she did it and it inaugrated another round
of emotional outburst.  She calmly said ' Firstly I did'nt want it to be
that hard and secondly I do not want you to forget what both of us did
today morning '.  I subtly said that even without this I would have never
forgotten todays incidence.

   She literally licked my wound and said 'o.k Rahul you bite me'.  I
sarcastically said and what would you tell to my brother, you would be
ruined.  She laughed and said 'you care for me, or you are afraid'.  I said
'both'.  She asked me 'Rahul, you wanted my body, na'.  I hesitated a bit
and said ' initially I was deeply infatuated and had lust for you but I
never wanted to harm you '.

   She just sighed and said ' just go and have a tetanus injection '.  I
asked her ' Mamta, tell me honestly, you wanted sex or you are in love '.
She just said ' what do you think'.  I was again confused and said '
perhaps we would have never crossed the limit had I not seduced you '.  She
smiled and said what if I would have seduced you ?.

   I immediately said, I would have loved it and gone for it.  She laughed,
got up from bed, and said 'now if you had high morals, say, the bade bhai
factor, ingratiated in your mind and add to it the courage factor then
would you have done it '.  I was speechless, I shook my head.  She taunted
me and said you got the answer, my dear provided you don't consider me to
be a whore.

   She went to bathroom and just took a quick shower and as she started to
dress up and softly said 'I have enjoyed both the times and thanks for that
and as I,too,wanted it to happen so I allowed you'.  I nodded as if I
understood but in reality I myself did'nt understand why I wanted her so
badly.  It was about 4:30 p.m and she again licked my wound and said ' go
and get the injection'.

   She then called my brother and asked him regarding his time of arrival.
He said he would be back home by 11 p.m.  After few minutes of casual talk
she hung up and winked at me.  She said 'we still have about six hours'.  I
just smiled.  I did'nt know where we were heading.  I, too, got ready and
left the house.

   I took injection and applied a balm.  The Dr.  laughed and said you got
a nasty wife and better engage her while she is having her orgasm or you
would be hurt like this only.  I acknowledged his concern by just smiling.
I wandered aimlessly for few hours thinking about what I have done.  I then
rang up my brother and asked him if I should pick him up from airport.

   He declined and said he would come by his own.  I called Ritu and felt
good talking with her.  At around 9 p.m I returned back.  Mamta complained
and I said I am confused.  She asked me, 'regarding what'.  I blurted '
regarding fucking you '.  She just said ' nau sau choohe kha kar billi haj
karne nikili'.  My nephew was nagging her and she said wait for me.

   She came back within 15 - 20 min after he slept.  I dejectedly said '
Mamta, mera majaak mat udao '.  She hissed, ' Rahul, why are you confused ?
Is it b'coz I asked you a question you love me or not ?  Basically, I am
beginning to feel that you would have been comfortable had I behaved and
acted like a whore or your brother would have been impotent '.

   I said ' no it is not like that '.  Truthfully, I myself could not
understand my problem.  Mamta then naughtily said ' chalo koi baat nahi,
abhi maloom pad jayega ' and she left.  She came back wearing a frock ( I
have never seen that dress ).  It just covered her ass and her beautiful
long legs looked gorgeous.

   It was sleeveless and the cut for arms were deep enough that one can
easily put in his hands to have fun with her chuchi.  She was braless that
I knew.  She came in front of me and posed sexily.  I felt my lund getting
stiff again.  She sexily gyrated her hips, spreading out her arms and put
one of her leg very near to my lund.  I bent my head to check wether she
had panty or not.

   Oh !  My god, it was just her frock.  She nudged my lund with her legs
and said, ' tum ek number ke bastard ho, khud ko confused kahte ho, but,
phir taiyaar ho gaye sex ke liye '.  I tried to control myself and Mamta,
as if dancing pose sat beside me with one leg on my lund and with other she
caressed my cheeks.  She ordered me to unbutton my shirt but I did'nt.

   She smiled sexily and said ' chalo aisay hi sahi '.  She rubbed my lips
with her feet and in reflex action I just could stop myself from kissing
it. She sexily whispered gooooood babbbyyyyy com' mon youu want it,
jjjussstttt dddoooooo ittttttt babbbyy ummmmmm liccckkkkk itt.  I felt
spellbound and licked it.  She encouraged me and moaned uuummmmmm aaaahhhh
theee wholeee legg babyyyyy.

   I licked her upto calf and then vigorously sucked her calf.  She kept on
moaning aaaahhhhggghhhh ufffffff mmmyyyyyy lllloverrrrrrr boyyyyy opennn
itttttttt youu aree hurting yourselfff, makeee itt freee ummmmm and pressed
my lund with her feet.  I hurriedly unzipped my pant and in one stroke
removed it from my body.  My lund sprang out like a spring.

   Not fully hard but hard enough to be on its own without any support. 
She swiftly turned and took it inside her mouth and sucked it hard.  I felt
my lund growing in size inside her mouth.  I moaned uffff Mamtaaaaaa
dheeereeee.  She licked it then giving attention to tip.  I grabbed her
frock and pulled it out.  She was totally nude.  She stood up and crazily
went to terrace, all nude saying terrace par.

   The opposite high rise building was, at the most, 50 mtr away.  Though
terrace lights were switched off but it was not totally dark out there.  I
went after her.  She stood there striking 'titanic pose'.  I said ' Mamta
lets go to my room '.  She whispered 'c'mon Rahul, '.  She turned and
kissed me.  I strained my eye to look at the opposite building but could
not see anything.

   I hugged her and kissed passionately.  She removed my shirt and both
were totally nude.  I sucked and licked her nipples angling and bending my
head, she gently chewed my earlobes and charged me up.  I slowly kneeled in
front of her and she kept her legs over my shoulder, sttill standing, as I
sucked her pussy.

   She moaned ummmm Rahuuuulll tummm mujheee pagalllll kar diyeee hooo
aaaghhhh uffffffff ittniiiiii mastiiiiii ooohhhh myyyyy goddddd uffff
hmmmmm.  She was oozing out her juices and was praising me.  The pleasure
weakened her knees and she collapsed over me.  She then again took my lund
and started sucking it.

   I was still on my knees and now it was my turn and my tension kept on
creeping up.  She realised this and stood up and turned and held the
railing and bent herself to the extent that her pussy was visible from rear
and I positioned myself.  I rubbed my lund and then entered her from rear.
Once fully inside her, her mobile rang.  She hurriedly said, make it fast,
he has landed in Mumbai.

   I began thrusting her at rapid pace.  She moaned very softly, barely
audible aaahhhhh ummmmm hummmmm hummmmmm ooohhh Rrrraahullll hmmmmmm
oooohhh uffffff.  I was feeling tense and soon I ejaculated.  She was still
not done.  I felt guilty for her.  I said sorry but she kissed me and
whispered ' its o.k, sometimes it happens '.

   She hurriedly took her frock and instructed my to clear the mess.  She
ran to bathroom and I rearranged the living room.  She returned within ten
minutes, water dripping down her face, then rang up my brother and said '
han bolo, bathroom mein thi '.  She again winked at me and motioned me to
take shower.  I took shower and came out in my usual dress, shorts and T
shirt.

   She kissed me and said he is coming and don't forget to peep inside our
room.  She winked and wore a gown over frock to cover herself.  I switched
on T.V and settled for HBO when sound of calling bell filled the room.  My
brother had arrived.

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   Rahul fucking adorable Mamta bhabhi Posted on July 2, 2012 12:00 PM,
Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Dear friends, I am Rahul, aged 25 years
and presently putting up with my brother ( 31 ).  He got married some 4
years back.  I became a die hard fan of my bhabhi, Mamta ( same age), from
the day one because of her beauty.  She is sooo fair that the very word
fair will be gross insult to her skin texture.

   Her good height (5 6") and curvaceous body, all in correct proportion,
makes her the most desirable lady and my brother always feels proud of his
prized possession.  After about a year my brother shifted to Mumbai and his
career took off in a brilliant manner.  I completed my studies and settled
for a job in Mumbai at a lesser salary, only to be near her and feast my
eyes.

   My brother was doing good and they had no problem in accomodating me in
their magnificient 4 bedroom apartment.  My infatuation grew by leaps and
bounds when I saw her in tight jeans, skirts, backless blouse (only when
she used to go for party with my brother ) and saree all underlining her
feminity and that marvelous curvaceous body displaying no symptoms
whatsoever to proove that she is mother of a year old toddler.

   I tried to get close to her and all I could manage in those initial 3 to
4 months was she liked my company.  She seemed to be pretty satisfied with
all the sex she was getting from my brother.  It was then that I decided to
seduce her.  I had developed a feeling that if I am not able to fuck her
then my entire life is a waste.

   One evening while we were watching T.V Mamta complimented Hrithiks body
and poked my brother for being out of shape.  Her simple statement gave me
hope and I decided to shape up my body.  I knew that if not like Hrithiks
body I can certainly have a good body to show off.  The very next day I
joined gym and my efforts paid off within two three months Mamta asked me
if I am seeing any girl, in front of my brother.

   I said no bhabhi, but why are you asking.  She looked at my brother and
said ladka aaj kal body banaa raha hai .  My brother laughed and said chalo
aacha hai, usko aish karne do ek do saal.  As per instruction of my
instructor I had controlled my diet and I used to feel good standing nude
in front of full scape mirror.

   I observed that Mamta used to, in one pretext or other, take a look at
my budding biceps and would tease me lage raho munna bhai .  It gave me
required motivation and I really worked hard.  It took about a year for me
to have good biceps and triceps.  I felt that I got good attention from not
only Mamta ( she felt it ) but other girls in the building and sensed a tad
of jeolousy from Mamta when Ritu started to frequently come to meet me.

   Mamta and myself then engaged ourselves in cat and mouse game where she
, as if accidently, quite often, let her pallu slip giving me a good
cleavage show and used to hold my arms every now and then, but always in
absence of my brother.  Then one day, on Ritus suggestion, I got my arms
tatooed.

   I showed it off to Mamta and she became a bit more explicit and I felt
that she started competing Ritu (die hard fan of size zero ).  I, infact
soothed her ego, said Ritu, yaar if bhabhi would have belonged to Mumbai
she would have given Katrina Kaif a run for money .  Ritu also agreed and
asked Mamta bhabhi aap kaise itna apne ko maintained rakhtee ho.

   I added ( to please Mamta ) yaar bhabhi toh mere umr ki lagti hi nahin
hain, do teen saal choti lagti hai .  Mamta was visibly pleased with all
this.  (Mamta knew that I was, by that time enjoying sex with Ritu).  After
Ritu left, I kept on complimenting her beauty as she kept on cooking.  She
giggled as I kept on complimenting her.

   In humid weather of Mumbai, I removed my T shirt, exposing my now well
toned upper half, and said uff yeh humidity mein bhabhi aap kaise yeh saari
pehan leti ho .  She looked at me and watched my body and said tatoo aacha
lag raha hai .  I asked her sirf tatoo ?.  She sexily angled her face
towards me and said upar ka body to aachaa hai, neeche ka Ritu se pooch
lena and she giggled and I laughed and said usko bhi kaise maloom hoga.

   Mamtas eye danced all around my body and said Rahul, I know what you two
are doing these days .  I pretended and innocently asked what are we doing
?.  She just meaningfully smiled and said kyun mere muh se sun na chahta
hai.  I insisted and said, haan .  Before she could reply my brother came
back and we changed the topic.

   I further opened up with Mamta and one fine evening told her about Ritus
interest in horse riding.  She joked riding is for you and you should be
more intrested in riding and perhaps she is more interested that you ride
perfectly .  I laughed and then indirectly discussed few positions.  She
expressed that it is the adventure which gives pleasure and thrill not the
act itself.

   I asked her to explain.  She said buddhu, bachpan mein aam chori nahi
kiya kabhi , I said kiya hai .  She asked chori karke khaane mein mazaa tha
ya ghar mein dad jo kharid ke laate the .  I said chori waala .  She sucked
her own lips and asked samaje .  I laughed and said haan par bhabhi ab is
case mein chori kaise karoo, aam to hai mere paas .

   She made a funny face management kaise pass kar liya tu, arre buddhu,
thoda dar ho jaise ki koi dekh liya toh, ya kissi ko malum pad gaya toh,
thodi jaldi ho ki koi aa jayega toh etc etc.  She enacted whatever she said
and I laughed heartily and asked her bhaiya ke saath kaun kaun si choriyan
karti ho .  She realised she talked too much and said ab bus karo, jo marji
kar.

   I was satisfied with the progress I made and didnt overstrech the talk.
Just after few days I again poked her saying bhabhi you are sooo sooo
beautiful, pls share how bhaiya gets romantic with you .  She said kahan ka
romance, you are with us for last 2 years, did you see him romancing with
me.  I said woh apne chote bhai ke saamne thodi na aapse romance karenge.

   She said, arre nahin, your brother is not at all romantic, alag type ka
hai, khyaal aacha rakhte hai, khush rakhte hai but,no thrilling romance.  I
acted as if I am shocked and asked her aur kya karenge .  Mamta was again
in her flow and said tum nahi samajoge, I insisted then she asked me sach
sach bataa Ritu ko kya gift sabse jyada pasand aaya .

   I stressed my brain and acted as if I was feeling shy and said woh
bhabhi jab hum Goa gaye the toh use ek lingerie kharid ke diya that is her
special one .  Mamta winked at me and said good !  Now your brother gives
me gold, diamond in gifts but nothing of this sort .  I protested and said
everybody can not give gold, you should be greatful .  Mamta said this is
the point, I am greatful but, I am missing the thrill .

   I now knew how to seduce her and what exactly she wanted.  My wicked
mind chalked out a plan and I simply waited for my brother to go out of
station.  Then one day over dinner my brother said he would be going to
Delhi next morning.  His flight was of morning 5 a.m and he hoped to return
same evening.

   I dropped my brother to airport at 3:30 a.m and came back and decided it
was now or never.  I had a feeling that Mamta, too, is waiting for
initiation from me.  Mamta had removed her top gown and was wearing two
piece night dress, a silky top hung on her shoulders with just two thin
straps and a mini skirt type short.

   With no bra, her firm chuchi stood up like mount everest and created a
gap between her top and body.  Her almost bare shoulders spoke volumes
about her velvety skin.The shorts were well below her navel but enough
above her bushes and unlike Ritus flat stomach, there was a slight mound
around her oval navel making it deeper and sexier and it was enough to
charge me up.

   She gave me feel of her sexy boobs, slender waist and those sexy buns
and without showing she showed a lot.  I had a good look at her smooth
velvety skin and deeply exhaling said bhabhi, bahut sexy lag rahi ho .  She
laughed, tying her hairs in bun form and giving me opportunity to look at
her smooth armpits, said apni bhabhi ko sexy kah rahe ho, tere bhai ko
malum pad gaya toh teri aur meri jaan le lenge .

   I asked her kyun !  Main kya taarif nahi kar sakta .  Nahi nahi mera ye
matlab nahi tha Rahul she responded.  I watched her from head to toe,
stopping at her boobs and then navel area (so openly with her knowledge for
the first time ).  She asked me for tea, I agreed and said, terrace mein
chalte hain .  It was about 4:30 a.m and very dim moonlight flooded the
terrace.

   She sat reclining herself on that luxiorous beach chair, top portion
inclined, and one leg little up.  With one hand she held the mug and other
above her head.  She looked sexy and my lund reacted by growing in
erection. I stood near railing, watching her and enjoying.  I was in jeans
and shirt.  She softly said jaa jaake change kar lo, bhor ki is breeze mein
aacha lagega.

   I kept my mug on railing, and one by one unbuttoned my shirt.  I decided
to give her strip show.  I then slowly removed my shirt.  She responded by
putting her both hands above her head, making her chuchi more attractive.
As I proceeded towards my jeans, she sighed and crossed her legs and played
with her feet.

   As I unzipped the jeans and slided it just enough to expose my huge
bulge, I saw her rubbing her face over her arms and she whispered stoppp
itt Rahulll, pls go inside and change .  I defied her wish and continued
with my endeavour and gently slowly removed it then picked my clothing and
walked towards her.  She watched me and circled her tongue twice over her
lips in quick succession.

   I stood near her and put my clothes on the string.  My huge bulge was
perhaps just a feet away and she surely must have smelled my jockey, which
I wash with lemon water(a good way to avoid pungent smell of sweat, try it
readers ).  I observed she had closed her eyes and was breathing
erratically.  She waited for me to do something and I waited for her to say
something.

   She had seen me in my shorts but never in my jockey.  It was still dark
there and I won the battle when she opened her eyes, saw me standing there
only.  She croaked kya hua, yahan khade kyon ho?.  I softly replied bhabhi,
jagah to do .  She gulped and said aisay and I teased her kyon aisay kya
problem hai .  She had regained a lot and said kam se kam shorts to pehan
lo .

   My tone was that of a challenge kyon, dar lag raha hai .  She little bit
increased the pitch of her voice from whisper and said dar !  Kis baat ka .
I then insisted to baithne do, aapne paas .  I stressed the last two words.
She shrugged her shoulders and gave me little space.  As I sat beside her
facing her, our bare skins touched and I for the first time felt she was
burning hot as if she was having fever.

   I felt her shiver and my whole body had goosebums.  I heard her weak
voice plss doosra chair le lo .  I pretended that I could not hear her and
I put both my arms around both side of her face and fully bent myself, just
inches away from crushing her magnificient chuchi, and took luxury of
resting my lower lip over her earlobe and blowing hot breath over her ears
whispered kuch boli tum.

   She had turned her face and I too felt her hot breath.  She whispered
pls Rahul, dont make things difficult for me, pls go away .  I deeply
inhaled her aroma, and in process of moving out from that posture exhaled
over her neck and shoulder.  My lund was soo hard that it wanted to be free
but I wanted to arouse her to point of no return.

   I remained in that odd position and put my one leg over the chair (one
leg still on floor).  I touched her legs with my legs and my bulge of lund
brushed her from side on her thighs.  She shivered and closed her eyes.  I
gently nudged her and made her fully aware of my hard, erect lund.

   She responded well to my nudge and gave me enough room and I was side on
position, she had twisted her lower half which gave me opportunity to fully
press my lund on her ass.  I wanted desperately to go to next level of the
game and I whispered bhabhi, chori karne ka man kar raha hai.

   I took her silence as her consent and simultaneously rubbed my legs on
hers and put my hand on her stomach, softly squeezing her navel area.  She
was not breathing and kept on quivering as my hands approached the base of
her magnificient chuchi.  I felt her quivers and as no longer able to hold
her breath, she exhaled and started taking short frequent breaths.

   I was in no hurry and my fingers took circuitous route, circling her
entire chuchi and then finally reached her hard erect nipples.  As I played
with her one nipple trying to find the intensity of her desire, she thrust
her ass providing counter pressure on my lund.  I finally tweaked her
nipples and she moaned aaaaaagghghhhh.

   I had exposed her one chuchi to my greedy tongue and in no time it was
inside my mouth and I sucked, lapped and kept on nibbling one and tweaking
the other one between my fingers.  She started combing my hairs with her
fingers and kept on moaning ooooohhhh aaaaahhh ummmmmm uuuffffff
ooooommmmmm.

   I slided my left hand beneath her body and handed over the tweaking of
her nipples (by right hand) to left hand and my free right hand straight
away went to inside her shorts.  She was wearing G string and I massaged
her choot from over her soaked panties.  It responded well oozing out more.

   She pulled my hairs and as I looked up, leaving her nipples, she kissed
my lips and then whispered chalo bed room mein .  I asked her why.  She
sexily giggled and said buddhu, chair toot jayega aur phir wahan bada
ground milega .  I again kissed her, sucked her lips greedily and asked her
bheetar manaa toh nahi kar dogi.

   She countered me agar chori pakdi gayi toh is saathi ko akela toh nahi
choor doge.  I lifted her up in my arms and admidst her kisses said kabhi
nahi .  I took her to my bedroom, I opened all windows while she sat on the
bed.  As I came near her she held my waist and with ease slowly lowered my
jockey.  My lund sprang out and she kissed it.

   She played with her tongue along the length of my lund and then it
vanished inside her mouth.  I felt the hotness of her mouth and all the
tingling she did with her tongue.  I held her head and and blurted out suck
it baby, I have been waiting for this since I saw you .  She tested me with
mild jerks and licking the tip but I controlled my pressure built up.

   She then pulled me and came on top of me.  She sat on my crotch, and
removed her tops.  I exclaimed oh my god !  Sooooo lovely Mamta .  She
smiled and said bhabhi hi bolo Rahul warna naam se bulane ki aadat pad
jayegi .  I cupped her chuchi, 2 perfect U and asked kyon .  She removed
her shorts balancing on my crotch and sexily said yeh silsila shuru hua,
mujhe maloom hai ab tum jab bhi mauka milega mujhe litaa hi doge.

   She rubbed her choot on my pubic hairs and bent down to kiss me.  She
then licked my nipples and sucked it.  I was all charged up and brought her
down.  As I positioned myself between her legs, she pulled me down and
playing with my tongue she whispered, tere bhai ko nahane ke liye sirf 5
minute lagte hai isliye jo bhi karna sirf 3 minute mein.

   I laughed, and asked her aur baki ke do minute .  She said kapade pehan
ne ke liye .  I gave a huge thrust and entered her fully.  I took her
nipples in my mouth and she said fuck me hard and fast Rahul.  I sprinted
and began fucking her at rapid pace.  It was like I was running 100 mtr
race.  I kept on banging her feeling her choot walls squeezing my lund.

   She moaned and moaned encouraging me hhhaaaaannn haaaaahhhnnn
aaaiisssseeee hiiiii aaahhhhhh uuuummmmm hhhaaan ufffffffffff kaaarooooo
aaaapniiiii mmmurrraaaaddd purrriiii kaaar loooooo hmmmmmm uffffffffffff
oooohhhhhh Rrrraaaahuuuuulll ummmmmmmm uuufffffff issss gharrrrr kee
haaaarr aaahhhh ummm koneeeee koneeeeeee meeeinnnn mmmujjjheeeeee
chhdooooddddddnaaaa boooloooo rrrrraaahuuulllll kkaaarororgeeee aaaaaahhhhh
naaaaa.

   At that time I was not in position to talk.  I was panting and just
enjoying her tight choot.  I was not able to breathe and I opened my mouth
to get some air, my mouth dried out and I made strange effort to breathe.
She turned me and came on top of me and started her slow grinding of my
lund.  I gathered my breath and cupped her chuchi and again came on top of
her.

   I took her to edge of bed, stood up and put her both legs on my shoulder
and again pumped her like a mad man.  She was oozing out in gallons and I
felt it wetting my balls.  She deliriously moaned aaammmmmm hmmmmm uummm
aaaaahhhhhh ooooommm hhhaannnn and then I felt her stiffen and I started
pumping her furiously.  I started firing and her volcano too erupted.

   I kept on jerking into her choot till I felt she was still and calm.  I
stood there breathing heavily with both my hands over my hips.  Mamta said
you are slow, you took 8 minutes to finish it off sweetheart, pakade
jayenge .  I not able to breathe, laughed and said aagli baar try karta
hoon.  She commanded its dawn now close the window and relax.

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   She pushed her buttocks hard against my bulge when I finally cupped her
mound, and I felt the wetness seeping through the flimsy panties.  She slid
one hand down and grabbed my exploring hand, pressing it harder against her
crotch.  By god!  This was unbelievable!  She actually was egging me on!

   I slid my hand up till I was caressing her belly and then pushed my
fingers through the elastic waistband of her panties.  I groaned; she
gasped.  I felt the bush there between her legs and without any further
finesse I cupped her naked pussy.  She pulled her face away from mine,
simultaneously, pushing her hips forward in a subtle gesture to encourage
me to further increase the level of play with her pussy.

   "Ohhhh..." She finally broke the eerie silence with this.  When I slid
my fingers across and over the lips of her pussy, her body went rigid. 
"Ahhhhh...ugghhh..." she moaned expressively.  With my left hand now
squeezing, not just kneading, her ample chest, I stepped closer as she
strained forward, so that I could rub my erection against her buttocks.

   "Oh, pl-pl-please, please..." she uttered and I did not understand what
it was she was pleading with me for till her hand began to guide mine up
and down over her pussy.  I realized that she wanted me to start rubbing
her pussy in this direction and at the pressure with which she was pressing
my hand.  I obliged, settling immediately into a rhythm that obviously was
just what she needed, because she began moving her body up and down over my
finger.

   With the fingers of my left hand I began rubbing one erect nipple that
had her quivering uncontrollably.  She was trying to push my other hand,
which she was holding with one of her own, up over her pussy.  I realized
she wanted a quick release, or that she was on the brim of orgasm and she
wanted me to play with her clitoris.

   I was amazed when my finger encountered her clit.  It was swollen,
erect, almost like a little penis and when I massaged it, she let out a
sound that was a cross between a scream and a moan.  She raised her left
leg and spreading it away from her body, laid it atop the bed that was
about a foot away from where we were standing.

   Her hand left mine and drifted to the sari, which I had been holding in
my hand, bunched up as it was around her waist.  Presumably, she had gauged
by now that I understood exactly how much pressure and in which direction
she wanted herself to be touched there and wanted to use her hand for
better purposes.  That resulted in her pushing my hand off the sari and she
herself took hold of the material and lifted it well above her waist.

   I glanced at the mirror in front of us and suddenly realized her
intentions of doing this.  She had opened her eyes and we could now both
see the reflection of my hand playing with her pussy lips and her swollen
clitoris.  Since she had spread her leg apart, her pussy lips had stretched
wide open as well.

   She had a well-maintained (neatly trimmed) bush: a bunch of curly dark
hair in the shape of a triangle.  I don't know when and how her panties had
slid down to her hips, almost down to her knees.  Maybe they had slipped
down when she had wiggled and squirmed during my initial foray inside them,
but I swear I never knew when the garment had been pushed down.

   She had leaned her head towards her left so that she could watch our
reflections in the mirror.  I noticed how swan-like her neck was and I
dipped my head down to kiss the naked flesh between her shoulder and the
neck.

   I increased the pressure and the pace of my fingers across her pussy
lips and her clit and it took no more than a minute for her to sway and
thrust her hips forward, uttering incomprehensible words as she climaxed
yet again.  Her legs almost collapsed under her, and had it not been for my
other hand holding her up by her breasts, she would surely have fallen
down.

   Breathing hard and raggedly, she gasped, "Oh, oh my god, oh god,
p-please, please, its too much, too much, stop now, please, stop, stop..."
I decided, rather sadistically I think, not to let her go as yet.  Ignoring
my own need to release my pent up emotions by way of ejaculating (which
appeared imminent anyway), I pushed on.

   "Once more, okay, once more, I know you need it, okay, you want it, go
on, go on, take it one more time, go on!" She relented, her eyes fixed on
the mirror as I redoubled my efforts, this time, changing the angle of my
finger so that it rubbed inside the pussy lips, and as it advanced
downwards, the tip began to slowly enter the opening.

   Her pussy was hot, wet and seemed to be so tight that I had difficulty
in increasing the depth of penetration of my finger during the subsequent
thrusts.  Now, almost half of my index finger kept sliding inside her pussy
during its movement down the slit, so that, I was all at once, massaging
her pussy, rubbing her pussy lips and also sliding the tip of my finger
inside her.

   "Oh god, oh, oh, oh my god," she chanted, beginning to move her hips to
and fro in the unmistakable imitation of pure and raw intercourse, grinding
her pussy against my thrusting finger.  "There," I murmured softly into her
ear, which I was also nibbling.  "There, there.  Doesn't that feel good? 
Don't you want that?  Aren't you really loving it?"

   I am basically not much for talking during sex.  But this woman, the
dream of my dreams had set me on fire and what I was going through now, was
sheer lust.  Suddenly I knew that I wanted to do and experience all that I
had only dreamt of doing before and Maybe read about and seen in the adult
magazines and films.

   "Oh my god, yes, yes," she cried out.  "Please, p-please use both your
hands!  Push that finger all the way in, oh god, please!" Fixated though I
was on her large breasts, I decided to give her what she wanted at this
moment.  I slid my other hand down her waist and immediately found her clit
with it, massaging it in the same rhythm with which I had been massaging it
with my other finger.

   At the same time, I thrust my index finger of the other hand savagely
inside her opening and she gasped.  "Oh my god, yes, yessss!  Fuck it
harder inside me!" There it was.  Finally.  Now, the ice had not merely
been broken, all barriers were smashed.  She had used the F-word, just as I
was wondering whether I should start it.  This was lust, pure wanton lust.
There were no other feelings.  No romance, no love, no poetry, just raw
lust.

   I rotated my finger over her clit and pushed in and pulled out my finger
rhythmically.  Our eyes were fixed on the reflection in the mirror - the
sight of my finger sliding in and out of her pussy and another finger
rubbing her inflamed clit seemed to us as almost hypnotic.  "You like
this?" I whispered in her ear.  "You like my finger fucking your pussy and
playing with your clit, don't you?"

   She nodded her head furiously, her bright eyes and mouth open, the
former burning like fire and the latter breathing out hot air.  Her
enormous chest heaved, the dark brown nipples taut and erect.  I decided to
do something about her chest.  I leaned down and thrust my face against her
breasts.  She arched them to me.  I did not go for the soft melons, or the
inviting nipples.

   Instead, I managed to get my head between the cantaloupes: don't ask me
how.  Here I am, standing behind and slightly away from her, my hands
working furiously at her crotch, her arms stretched up and behind, wrapped
around my neck.  Of course, she turned her body (waist up only) slightly
and sighed when I began to lick that amazing, soft flesh between her
breasts.  Oh god, were they big!  I had a feeling that half my head was
buried between them.

   "Oh, please, suck on them, please," she implored.  At last!  I fastened
my mouth over her nearest breast, taking in as much of the flesh inside my
mouth as possible, sucking hard till my cheeks hollowed completely.  Even
as I sucked her lovely breast, I allowed my tongue to sweep over the hard
nub of her nipple, and that made her moan louder and louder.

   I felt her hand coming down to rest on top of my head and urging me to
switch over to the other breast.  Who the hell was I to refuse?  I had been
dreaming of these beauties for so long now.  I immediately stuffed her
other breast into my mouth, repeating my actions again.  I began licking
her nipples now, first one and then the other, alternating between the two,
wishing that there were some way I could lick both at once.

   In the position I was in, this was impossible.  I was aware that my
saliva was steadily dripping down her breasts.  I went back to sucking them
again.  She was pressing her breasts against my mouth and her pussy harder
against my fingers.  "Oh yes, oh yes, suck it harder, oh god, oh god,
harder please!  Fuck your finger faster, faster, oh god, deeper, ah yes,
yes, oh my god, I'm going to cum, yes, going to cum!"

   And as her body began to shudder, she pulled my face away from her
tantalizing breasts.  She raised her face, turning sideways and opened her
mouth.  "Kiss me when I'm cumming, now, now!" Without interrupting the
movement of my fingers, I leaned down and put my mouth on top of hers,
shoving my tongue deep in the warmth of her oral cavity that seemed to me
like a furnace.

   Simultaneously, I pushed my hips forward and rubbed my penis against her
tight buttocks, eager to seek my own release.  She moaned and cried out yet
again as she climaxed, letting go of her sari and wrapping her arms back
over my neck, pulling my face deeper into hers, fighting my tongue with
hers, sucking voraciously on it.

   Very slowly I decreased the pressure and the pace of my fingers, feeling
the hot wetness seep over them, till finally, I cupped her entire pussy as
though to prevent her fluids dribbling down her thighs.  Her body thrashed
and squirmed for a long time and then she tore her lips away from mine,
gasping aloud.  "Oh god, oh my god, it was so good, it was so good!" she
moaned, planting wet kisses on my cheeks and on the top of my nose.

   "I'm so glad for you, Radha, I'm so glad you liked my finger fucking
you, making you feel so good," I replied.  She pressed her buttocks back to
grind them against my hard on.  She looked into my eyes in the mirror.  We
did not need any words now.  I was aware that she was feeling the contours
of my penis against her firm buttocks and it felt natural when she slid one
hand down the side of my body.

   She pushed it between our bodies, looking in the mirror for guidance and
shuffled sideways slightly to expose the front of my bulging trousers.  Her
sari had fallen down over her waist again.  I let out a grunt when she
cupped my bulge and her eyes flew back to bore into mine.  I brought one
finger (the one that had been sliding in and out of her opening) up and
even as she stared at me, squeezing my hard on over my trousers, I slid the
finger in my mouth.

   She gasped when I sucked on my finger and then opened her mouth when I
offered it to her.  She licked my finger first before devouring it in her
hot mouth, her head bobbing to and fro.  With my other hand, I cupped her
cheek and moved my finger in and out of her mouth: out when she bobbed her
head back and in when she leaned forward to suck it back in.

   She fumbled for the belt around my waist, and though I wanted to help
her undo it, I preferred to let her do it.  For some strange reason, I
thought that the extra time she'd take to get my trousers and my underwear
off would help me in prolonging my ejaculation.  Just a few moments ago, I
had thought that one more rub against her buttocks, and I would be shooting
my cum right in my underwear.  But that wasn't to be.

   She didn't stop sucking on my finger and she adjusted her body so that I
could also begin to fondle her breasts with my other hand, pinching and
rubbing them, rolling the hard nipples between thumb and forefinger.  The
belt was off, the buttons were undone and she pulled the zipper down.  My
pants slithered down my legs to fall on the floor and when she pushed my
underwear as well, her eyes widened.

   It's a cliché, when one describes his penis emerging out of his clothes
as 'like a lion freed from the cage'.  But the metaphor did apply in this
case.  I myself was surprised at the erection I was spouting.  Now, my
penis isn't all that long and big.  I've read smut stories describing
penises as being a foot long and as wide as a bottle of coke.

   This has always amused me and I'd always pity the woman who'd have to
accommodate such a monster inside her.  I was always sure that if there
were to be such penises (and I admit I've seen some pretty large ones in
the porno films I have stacked in my private library), no real, normal
woman would like to have it stuffed inside her and then get banged with it
for as long as Peter North usually takes to come in the stag films.

   Besides, I had read a real good story in an adult book where the woman
describes how a guy with an almost miniature penis had given her enjoyment
more than all the other big dick guys ever had.  Not that mine was
miniature.  Far from that, at this moment as Radha gasped at its sight, it
looked longer that its usual six-odd inches and thicker than the four and
half inch circumference

   (I have measured and calculated it during one time that I was watching a
porn flick).  I don't think you can accurately measure the diameter of a
penis; it makes more sense to know the circumference.  Just take a piece of
string and wrap it around your erection.  Measure the length of the string.
That's the circumference.  (For academic interest, you could get the
approximate diameter by dividing this circumference by 3.14!)

   "My god!" she gasped again, her eyes wide with shock and her voice
sounding like a croak.  "My god, May, you have a awesome one!" "Its because
of you, I swear," I managed to say lightly.  I shuddered and my body
jack-knifed when she wrapped her fist around it wonderingly.  My penis
stiffened further and I still don't know (honestly) why it didn't empty its
contents.

   I suppose it's all in the mind.  You lust for a woman this long,
dreaming about her practically everyday, particularly when you are forced
to masturbate in the event that the wife's not around to help and suddenly,
you are facing reality.  And you don't want it to end all too soon. 
Because you are thinking of the thousand ways you want to please her and
the thousand ways you her to please you.

   And maybe you won't fulfill your wish of thousand, but you certainly
want at least a few of them done through during the first time.  She slid
her smooth though wet hand slowly up and down my shaft.  After a few
strokes, she gently slid her hand down to take hold of my testicles.  (They
weren't, for God's sake, as big as tennis balls!).  She juggled them, her
head involuntarily shaking from side to side.

   "My god, Radha," I gasped.  "Do that any more and I'm going to cum any
moment!" "Go on then, May, go on and shoot!  I want to see it coming out of
your cock!" God, she was surprising me!  I had been apprehensive about
uttering those F-words, but here she was, freely using them.  Talk about
surprises!

   I reckon that the use of these words were getting to me and was sure
that if she continued talking this way, I was going to lose it one way or
the other.  "I want to make it last, Radha!" I groaned, watching her hand
glide back and forth over my penis.  "Some other time, May, some other
time. Not now.  You are hot; I know it and I want to see that cum shooting
out.  Please!"

   This time, more than the tone of her sexy voice with that undercurrent
of urgency in it, it was the fact that she had decided there would be other
times that brought me to the edge.  I had thought that this would be
perhaps a one-time thing and I had reserved my other return of the 'thank
you' for the purpose of getting it on with her again.  Preemptive strike!

   "Okay, Radha, here it is!  Just be a bit faster, oh yes, like that, oh
yes!  Your hand feels so good on my dick, oh god, and the sight of your
tits and your pussy, oh god, its too much, yes, yes, harder baby, faster,
faster!  I want to come all over your pussy, baby, all over your pussy! 
Yes, yes..."

   Her fist was a blur now as she concentrated on the speed, the pressure
and the rhythm.  She had all three going exactly the way I would want it.
Her breasts swung with her effort and her fingers clasped my scrotum.  She
had to bend slightly so that she could get it right.  "Yes, May, yes, oh
yes, come now, now, all over my pussy, all over my cunt!"

   That did it!  I let out a groan, thrust my hips forward, let my hands
clasp her breasts to squeeze them hard and let out my juices in powerful,
gut-wrenching bursts.  I felt the salvos hitting her first just above the
patch over her pubis, before she was directing it towards her pussy.  She
pushed her legs forward and pulled my shuddering penis towards her, letting
the rest of my semen splat against her pussy.

   All this time, she kept gently kneading my scrotum as I did her breasts
and soon I was panting for breath, fiery and bright lights exploding in
front of my eyes.  My god!  It had been a hell of a long time since I have
had such a powerful orgasm.  It was like my guts were spilling out.  She
kept jerking on my shaft in graceful sweeping movements of her fist, till
she was sure that she had drained me out completely.

   She straightened, a smile on her lips and I bent down to see the semen
dribbling down over her hips till it was wetting her panties that were
still hooked around her knees.  I shuddered when she used a finger to
gently cares my wet glans, and still smiling, she brought her hand up to
take the finger in her mouth.  She sucked it in her mouth and that look
came back in her eyes.

   We were silent then, just soaking in the aftermath of our orgasms.  She
spoke after what seemed to be a long time.  "Don't you think we should
dress up and leave now?  We wouldn't want anyone to think about our absence
as any other reason."

   Dumbly I nodded.  "I want to get into it again, Radha," I said hoarsely,
looking squarely into her eyes.  She picked up the bra and the blouse,
letting the sari fall back over her legs.  She walked slowly to the
bathroom.  "Why not?  Lets watch for a ideal time and place, okay?" Now, it
was she who was in command.

   Not that I ever was in complete command, but at least, I did have her
thinking and blushing at the suggestions I had been making.  Things had
reversed.  "Dress yourselves up.  I am going to say that I had to change
because a bottle of coke spilled onto my clothes at the party.  Keep with
the story, okay.  Besides," she smiled, "I have a bottle of coke in the
fridge, and please get it here for me, will you?  We might as well make it
look real!"

   We had driven over to the apartment so that she could change her bra. 
It ended up in changing all her clothes as well.  Ah well!  well this is
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   She looked at me for a long time, so long, that I began to get
uncomfortable.  She must have realized what I was getting at.  We had had
enough hints in the past.  "What would it be," she finally replied, her
voice dropping to a whisper that was barely audible, "that could be so, so
difficult as to warrant these conditions?"

   I gave a short, nervous laugh.  "It's really nothing extraordinary,
Radha.  I mean it isn't beyond you.  I am not going to ask for something
that's impossible.  Don't worry about that.  You know me better than that."
"That I do," she said.  Then, after some time, she said, "Okay, you've got
yourselves a deal.  I completely understand the terms and conditions." That
made us laugh and then, there was silence again.

   "Well?" she prompted.  "Would you," I began tentatively, "I-I mean would
you...  if you don't mind, er, I mean..." "Oh my God," she exclaimed. 
"Either you are asking something that you think is weird or you are still a
kid at heart.  I mean, I remember stuttering like that when I used to ask
for the chocolates from Mum when I was a little girl!"

   It was like that, I thought.  Like asking chocolates, only, it wasn't
chocolates and it wasn't mom.  "You won't get pissed off?" I insisted
again. "Well!  No.  Not at all - now come on and get it out of you."
"Well...you, I mean you are going to change that...that er, I mean that
b-bra, aren't you?" She was puzzled and also a bit embarrassed.  "Yes. 
Isn't that the purpose of this whole exercise?  And isn't that the main
reason I promised to that I would have to thank you back?"

   "Well...okay, I mean, could you let me, er, help you to take it off and
put on the other one?" I blurted.  There.  I had finally said it, and I
felt hot under the collar.  I had either blown up our relationship, or I
had hit pay dirt.  She fumbled with her hands, looking down at them,
blushing.  She brought one hand up to adjust her sari over her chest and
stole a glance at me.  "B-but why that?" she queried.

   I couldn't possibly tell her that it would be a very erotic situation
and maybe it would help her get as horny as I was getting and that it could
eventually help break down the barrier between fantasy and reality. 
"Whew," I breathed.  "I was expecting a slap!" She giggled nervously.  "Is
that what you really want to do?  I - I mean its most unusual." That it
was, I guess.

   "I mean, pardon me if I am getting too personal, is that what you like
to do with your wife?  Or is it a fantasy?" I laughed.  "No, no.  I've
never done that either to my wife or to any another woman.  I well, I just
thought, considering the circumstances, that would be a proper quid pro..."
She laughed, cutting me off mid-sentence.  "You think I'm a weirdo?" I
asked.

   She stopped laughing and I could feel her eyes on me.  "No, not at all.
Though, I could say that it's pretty devious!" She said it lightly and I
didn't press it.  There was silence again.  "Well, that's one return of the
first thank you." My heart began to hammer and the response between my legs
wasn't too far behind either.

   "Gee," I muttered, trying to imitate a kid's excitement.  "You mean you
would let me do that?" "Depends on the other returnable thank you," she
said.  "I'll let you know about it in good time, okay?" I said, somewhat
confidently, now that the ice had been broken.  She looked away from me and
out of the window.  There were hardly any streetlights outside and it was
pretty dark.

   "Hey look," I said, "if this makes you either angry or uncomfortable,
lets just drop it, okay?" "I brought up the subject of returning the 'thank
you' didn't I?" she murmured, still looking out.  I managed a laugh, afraid
that she may back out.  "And," she continued in the same tone, "you aren't
asking me something that is impossible to give."

   "Well," I said, "think about it.  As I said, this is just between you
and me.  No misunderstandings, right?" She looked at me dubiously, the
flush still there on her face.  I was too excited, so much so, I couldn't
decide whether to peek at her heaving chest or at her pretty face.  I
fervently hoped that she too was just as exited as I was.  By the look on
her face and the increased heaving of her large breast, I concluded that
she was.

   The rest of the drive was made in utter silence.  I don't know what she
was thinking about, but all I could see in my mind were her bare
breasts...When I finally drove into the parking area of the building, she
whispered, "Okay, May.  I guess its okay." I tried to appear casual as I
locked up the car.  But I could feel that sudden tingly feeling I usually
got when I am aroused.

   "That's good of you," I said as we got into the elevator.  I was aware
of her closeness and I could smell those sweet smells emanating from her.
Her hands were trembling when she unlocked the door to the apartment.  So,
I thought, she's pretty much in the same condition as I was.  She laughed,
a high, nervous laugh, when she couldn't insert the key in the slot.  On
the third attempt, she finally slid the key in and unlocked the door.

   I followed her inside and when she flipped the lights on, I locked the
door behind me.  She glanced at me when I did that, blushing, that strange
look back in her eyes.  She hung the key on the holder while I pocketed the
car keys.  She stood there for a while and then, hesitantly turned around,
walking inside.  "My clothes are in the bedroom."

   I followed her to the bedroom where she flipped on a table lamp, which
admitted a dim light at one corner just by the side of the mirrored
dressing table.  I had been to this room several times, though, not alone
only with her in the apartment.  There always was Dilip, or their daughter
or my in-laws present.

   There was a large double bed in the center with the usual side tables at
the bedstead.  Bolted to the wall above the head stead was a powder-coated
grill encompassing the entire width of the bed.  The large wardrobe lined
one side of the wall.  The other wall opened into a balcony through French
doors.  The other corner had a door that lead into the bathroom.

   Trying to be as nonchalant as I could, I lowered myself on the edge of
the bed and watched her walk over rather unsteadily to the wardrobe.  She
opened the one in the centre, revealing various separate compartments.  One
was filled up with her dresses that she wore when with the family, all
lined neatly, hanging from blue plastic hangers.

   By its side, I could see quite a lot of saris, neatly folded and kept on
top of each other in two columns.  Just above them were the various blouses
and tops.  There was another compartment for her gowns and housedresses and
directly above it was the one reserved for her undergarments.  "I - I will
have to check for the closest matching one," she croaked and then cleared
her throat.

   I glanced at my watch.  Twenty minutes since we had left the hotel, so I
said, "Take your time.  We are running on schedule.  And since I have
already told Akshay that I would pick him up, he will wait, even if it's
late." I bit my tongue when I said the last part about being late.  Why
should we be late?  It sounded ominous; as if this little thing between us
was going to take us a lot of time.

   After all, on the surface, we had agreed that I should change her bra
and nothing else, so there was no point in us taking any additional time.
"Oh, I-I am s-sure w-we won't be late," she stammered, drawing out a pair
of pink bra from the closet.  She laughed nervously, "I mean, why should it
be late?" "I-I didn't mean it that way," I replied rather lamely.

   "Does this match?" she handed over to me the bra, which I took in my
trembling hands.  It was as flimsy as the one she was wearing, but it was
perfect as far the matching part of it was concerned.  "Swell," I replied
huskily.  The bra had laces all around it and naturally there was no wire
rope underneath.  Her breasts did not need any support; neither did they
need to be pushed up.

   She made her way slowly to stand in front of the mirror that was pretty
close to the bed where I was seated and reached behind her to unbutton her
blouse after pulling her hair to one side of her shoulders.  "No, not that
part," I said getting off the bed.  She froze, looking questioningly at me
in the mirror.

   I grinned.  "That's my job as well, right?  I want to change the bra,
which was the understanding.  And that includes removing the blouse as
well." She blushed, averting her eyes away from mine and I took the two
steps so that I was standing about a couple of feet behind her.  The border
of the sari had fallen away from her shoulder lying atop her hair and tied
as it was at the waist, the end dropped to the floor.

   There is no sight more erotic than the back of a woman, her sari
uncovered from the top but concealing completely what lay beneath the
waist, the tiny patch of blouse revealing the midriff and the top (or
rather) the back of her neck and the glimpse of the bra under the blouse.
Her waist was narrow in stark contrast to the width above and under it. 
Her skin was creamy and looked real soft.

   I hesitated, wondering whether I really wanted to go through this.  If
my wife, or her husband found out, there would be hell to pay.  But having
fantasized about her for so many years and lusted for her, I dismissed all
such thoughts away from my mind and reached out for the row of the tiny
buttons that held her blouse together.

   My hands shook when I tried to get the top button off.  The blouse was
quite tight as evidenced by the way that the front of her amazing chest
pushed and strained outwards.  She hunched her shoulders, pulled them
together and whispered, "You will have to pull the blouse together to get
those buttons off."

   That meant I had to shove my hands, except the thumbs, inside the blouse
from the top.  When I did that, I felt her shudder at the first contact of
the back of my hand on her bare skin.  Her skin was slightly moist, but
very, very smooth.  I pulled the blouse together and pulled out the first
button with my thumbs.  My hands started to lower as I succeeded in getting
off one button after the other till the blouse lay open.

   "I guess you will have to push your hands in front of you so that the
blouse will come off," I said, aware that my voice was hushed and off key.
She was still looking down at the floor when she extended her hands in
front of her to allow me to slide the blouse over her hands.  The damaged
cup fell off her breast and the strap slipped off her shoulder to reveal
the entire flesh.

   If I were to just rub my hips together, I am sure I would have
ejaculated.  I was aroused now, beyond the point of return.  Her breast was
big: very big.  Perfectly shaped, no sag, creamy and looking soft, she had
big areola and the big nipple was, I assumed, erect.  She would have had to
be frigid if she weren't aroused by now.  The entire situation and what was
happening now was very erotic and sensual.
Though one cup and one strap of the bra were not in place, the rest of
the bra still clung to her other breast.  I unhooked the bra, and this time
my hands weren't shaking; rather, I was desperate to get the bra out and
gaze at her awesome breasts.  She still held her hands extended in front of

her and that pushed her breasts together, emphasizing the cleavage.

   My mind suddenly went back to a discussion that Dilip and I had more
than a decade ago in the balcony of their old apartment.  We had a few
beers, Radha was staying with her parents and our discussions were mainly
about our sex lives.  He had told me how enthusiastic and eager she was for
sex.  "I'm telling you, man, there was this time when I was working at my
desk late at night and she was sleeping on the bed, the blanket drawn right
up to her chin.

   About an hour after I had started my work, she must have got impatient,
because she just called out my name softly.  I turned in my chair to look
at her and what do you know?  In one fluid movement she jerked the blanket
completely off her body and oh god, she was stark naked!  End of work!"

   He had regaled me with other instances as well.  I was holding back a
bit about me because after all, my wife was his sister and it looked
extremely out of place for me to relate to him my adventures or anecdotes
with my wife.  Though, I did tell him (after he had asked me) that yes, my
wife does go down on me but I have never ejaculated in her mouth or any
other part of her body except maybe her belly sometimes.

   "You are missing a lot, pal," he had laughed.  "Radha?  Oh man, she
loves to get plastered if you know what I mean.  I was amazed when she
worked out one position that I had never known to exist.  She had me
straddle her belly, or rather crouch over her.  She asked me to lay my
boner between her tits and then, trapping them there, she tells me to go on
and pump.

   Shit, man, that was great.  As a matter of fact, even to date it still
is.  And when I pumped forward to send my dick surging up between her tits,
she would take my glans in her mouth!  When I couldn't hold back any
longer, she urged me on, refusing to let go till I creamed - into her
mouth, between her tits and partly on her face!  Shit, that really is
great! You should try that with your wife sometime."

   It was new to me as well and yes, I did take his advice and as a result,
up to this day, it remains one of my favorite positions.  Only, I still
don't come in my wife's mouth or on her breasts.  But when Dilip had spoken
to me about this, we had been a lot younger than we were today.  In fact,
that was the only time we had spoken in such graphic detail about our sex
life.

   However, what he had told me had remained fixed in my mind and perhaps
that was when Radha had started appearing in my fantasies.  I always
visualized my penis sandwiched between her fabulous breasts when I would
ejaculate and breasts took a totally different meaning all together. 
Because from that day on, the first thing that I began to notice in women
that I met (or passed by in the streets) were breasts!

   And here I was, barely a couple of feet away from her and her naked
breasts totally exposed.  My eyes were glued at their reflection in the
mirror.  She was still facing it and I was still standing behind her. 
Finally, she shook her hands to allow the blouse and the bra to slide down
to the floor.

   "I reckon you will now put on that bra," she said in a small, hoarse
voice.  Her eyes drifted up and settled onto mine and we looked at each
other for a long time.  "The bra," she reminded me again.  Dumbly, my eyes
still holding hers, I reached out blindly behind me and picked up the bra
from the bed.  "Do you know how it is to be worn?" she asked attempting a
gay laugh that didn't quite come off.

   "There's always a first time, I suppose," I replied.  "I guess men know
how a bra is to be taken off, not how it is worn," she whispered.  "Let me
try," I answered, unconvincingly.  I really did not want to proceed to the
next step of covering her breasts back inside the bra.  She stretched her
hands in front of her and I slid the bra over them.  Her eyes locked on
mine again as I pulled the bra up till the cups covered her breasts.

   I pulled the back of the bra together to try to slide the first hook in
place and realized that her breasts were still not completely enveloped by
the cups.  I had often watched my wife heft her breasts into the cups
before reaching behind to fasten the bra and I knew that I would have to do
the same thing here.  "Okay, here goes," I whispered and slid my hands
around her, reaching for her breasts.

   When my palms cupped the naked flesh, a kind of an electric-like shock
shot through me.  God, they were so soft and pliable and firm and large!  I
could even feel her pointed nipples as if they wanted to drill holes in the
centre of my palms.  I tore my eyes away from hers and felt her body going
rigid, and then she shivered.  She kind of collapsed against me, the back
of her head cradling on my chest.

   Her face was turned sideways, tilted up to me, her lips looked swollen
and they were parted and the breath was coming out real fast.  There was a
smoldering look in her eyes, like they were on fire and her lips quivered.
I felt her breath on my face and it wasn't just warm, it was positively
hot. Our faces were separated by barely a couple of inches or so.

   Very slowly, very gently, afraid that she might notice, I increased the
pressure of my hands on her breasts.  She did not make any effort
whatsoever to stop me; in fact, she made no movements at all: she simply
stared at me with that look in her eyes, the weight of her entire body
against mine.  And then I watched her tongue creep out of her half-open
mouth and sweep over her lips.

   At this point, I bent down slightly, my heart still hammering wildly, my
mind still uncertain and confused, and then slowly brushed my lips against
hers.  She stifled a moan; her hands rose upwards and then bending back,
they wrapped around my neck.  I felt the surprising strength in them as she
pulled my head closer to her, my lips fusing to hers.

   Her mouth was open, warm and inviting and I did not hesitate to probe it
with my tongue.  She closed her eyes; I kept mine open, watching her while
I explored her mouth with my tongue: the roof, the sharp teeth and her gums
and finally, sweeping over her tongue.

   Our tongues dueled with each other within the confines of her hot mouth
and she successfully managed to bend my tongue backward and thrust hers
into my mouth.  By this time, I was fondling and kneading her ripe breasts,
awed buy their size and shape, their softness and their malleability.  I
felt her nipples graze repeatedly against the skin of my palms.

   Continuing the kiss and the breast play, I stepped forward and pushed
the front of my body against the back of hers and I heard a sharp intake of
her breath when I ground my erection against her buttocks.  I still don't
know why I did not ejaculate immediately.  I mean the conditions were
ideal. I was charged up.

   She had been my favorite fantasy and god knows how many times I have
masturbated with her in my mind.  All those make-up fantasy stories
involving her ran through my mind even as I handled the reality that was
happening now.  In the beginning, I would come just pretending that we were
kissing in exactly the same way as we were indeed kissing now.

   Then, I jacked up the fantasy stories a bit that included us undressing
each other, progressing to the point where we were ultimately in a
sixty-nine, each bent into the other's groin paying obeisance till the
point of complete satisfaction.  Understand here, that I don't particularly
think that having sex with your sister-in-law is incest (though in this
case, if it were to be so considered, to hell with it).

   After all, she belongs to a different family and is in no way connected
to your family, by blood or by flesh.  She's some one married to your
brother or to your wife's brother.  In fact, there are so many places in
India, where the elder brother has a moral right to have sex with the wife
of his younger brother.

   But now was the truth, the reality.  This was for real.  I was finally
with the woman who had haunted me in all those lusty and wild dreams that
probably every man in the world, married or not, old or young, always have.
I would either have to be made of stone, uncaring as a Buddha or gay not to
have responded the way that I was doing now.  I wanted to do a thousand
different things to her and wanted her to do a thousand different things to
me.

   pushed her left breast towards her right, trying to knead both with my
left palm, primarily to free my right hand to let it slide down over her
glossy waist, going further down, down...  She moaned again when I began to
bunch the sari up her legs, till I had it around her hips and finally
easing the yards and yards of material along with the petticoat over her
waist.

   She pulled me closer and whimpered when I began to caress the insides of
her thighs, sliding my fingers and my palm over her knees and the rest of
her legs, inching up, up till I was caressing her panties.

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   Hot affair with sexy Sister-in-Law - I Posted on April 15, 2012 12:00
PM, Filed under Sister-in-law / Bhabhi Hello friends, this is first story I
am publishing on HD, I know it is bit long story but I hope you will like
it at end of it..Where the hell is the party boy?" Suri asked, already in
stratosphere and still swigging away the whisky.  I smiled at him. 
"Dilip's gone to fetch Ron." "Well, that's cute.  Why couldn't Ron make it
on his own?  He gotta problem with the place or what?"

   "Well, Suri, Ron's one of Dilip's best pals and he don't know the city
that well.  He just flew in today." I excused myself and walked quickly to
the wet bar.  Dilip had left barely a couple of minutes ago and already the
crowd was missing him.  And why not?  It was, after all, his party.  Today
was the silver jubilee of his firm.

   He had begun Ess Associates exactly twenty-five years ago when he had
been about 24 years old.  Armed with a diploma and a couple of years of
experience with a large architectural firm, he began his operations in a
dinghy ten by fifteen office across a small lane that branched half a mile
off the Main Street.  There was a beat up old table, three chairs, a
telephone and a drafting board.  He shared a common bathroom with the
offices on his floor.

   He'd come a long way from there.  He now had a swanky office with all
the bells and the whistles and half a dozen staff working under him.  I
grabbed a beer and plunked back against the bar, sipping the chilled liquid
and surveying the crowd.  I wondered for the thousandth time why architects
and those connected with any form of art often sprout beards and / or act
so whimsically.

   Dilip himself had a beard, wore trousers that seemed to be bought in a
flea market and slippers that looked like he had found abandoned in some
alleyway.  Most of the crowd I saw that day were similar though of course,
the women had their own way of expressing their eccentricities.  On women
architects (and there were quite a few of them) I found a generous
proportion of them with piercing.

   Shit!  Apart from those piercing in the ears, and perhaps on the side of
the nose, I abhor piercing on any other part of the body.  One lady was
wearing something that looked like a cross between a bathrobe and a skirt.
Another was in a wrap- around sari, while yet another wore tight pants that
perhaps were made by stitching together a number of doormats.

   Seated directly ahead of me in a group of about half a dozen weirdoes
was Radha, and as it happened every time I looked at her, my heart skipped.
(Something else skipped to, and I leave it to your imagination to know what
did).  Dilip was 49 and Radha, 36.  And as the years rolled on, the
difference in their ages was getting (and looking) more pronounced.

   It was difficult to believe that Radha was a mother of a 14-year old
daughter, but to look at her husband, one would think that the 14-year old
kid was his granddaughter.  Too often, one got the impression that Radha
was his daughter, not his wife.  Tongues started wagging and he was getting
used to the sniggers behind his back.

   This had affected him psychologically and so she had given up the
contacts and taken up wearing huge, and somewhat dowdy-looking glasses and
saris (whenever they went out, though today the contacts were in and the
glasses were out, perhaps on Dilip's instructions, as this get together
meant a lot to him and maybe he wanted her to look young just for this day,
at least)

   - this get-up gave her a more mature look, but comments made by those
within the family - gosh, you look so young - (as a compliment to her)
hadn't helped repair Dilip's psyche.  It wasn't that she was petite; on the
contrary, she was a big woman.  At five seven, she was just about a couple
of inches shorter than him and the hundred and twenty-five pounds she
weighed was exquisitely proportioned,

   and this big-boned body of hers, supposedly draped up to look a lot
older than she really was, didn't quite work, because, in contrast her face
was soft with large, dark flashing eyes, well-defined lashes and eyebrows
and the well maintained thick, dark, long luxurious hair falling in gentle
waves to her waist.

   Add to that her creamy skin and her full soft mouth and you could well
toss out the theory that clothes could make one look older than one really
is.  She had mile-long legs and I have seen them on many occasions when she
wore those gowns and robes at home.  (Oftentimes, she also wore knee length
skirts).

   In her saris, especially those that weren't meant to be draped tightly,
you couldn't see those great knees and strong thighs that went up to her
rounded buttocks.  The sudden dip at her tiny waist (tiny by her otherwise
big standards) had once made my teenaged daughter blurt out that she had a
great figure.

   Great, hell, her figure was every man's dream and I am human.  And what
really got to me were those amazing breasts that she could only hide by
draping the border of her sari across them.  I have seen her with that
border tipping away from her shoulders.  I am amazed that my heart has
survived all those mild heart attacks whenever I have seen those
blouse-encased breasts, straining out of the flimsy material.

   Even in the most orthodox-looking saris, she almost always wore low-neck
blouses that revealed lots of cleavage whenever, by chance, the border of
the sari fell down her shoulders.  When she bent down, like to pick up
something from off the floor, those huge breasts strained against her
front, which made me wonder why they didn't rip off the blouse and tumble
out.

   She looked my way, gave me a small smile and a quick wink, rolling her
eyes in mock despair and gently shrugging her shoulders, indicating the
weirdoes bunched around her.  I grinned back, lighting a cigarette.  We
were pretty close to each other and why not?  Her husband was my wife's
brother.

   She was my sister-in-law.  And though I was a year younger than her
husband, I had no such psychological hang-ups like Dilip.  If my petite
wife, all of 45 years old looked a decade younger, I too looked like I was
in my late thirties and my spirit complimented the looks.  There were a lot
of times that I thought she knew I fantasized about her but we kept the
charade by limiting ourselves to mild flirting, and equally flirtatious
messages on the cell phones.

   It was during this time that I noticed what eventually led up to our
breaking the ice.  She was wearing a flimsy pink sari with matching blouse.
She had draped the border over one shoulder and not across her chest and
even if she had, the material was flimsy enough to reveal the outlines of
her lacy bra.

   My eyes almost popped out when I noticed that one strap of the bra had
come off and even from this distance I could notice the goof up.  For a
moment, I thought of walking up to the group and quietly inform Radha about
the particular predicament, but hell, that would have been very
embarrassing for her.

   I looked back and spied upon the room at the back of the hotel that
Dilip had hired for the party to store the paraphernalia required to throw
such a party at this big a scale.  I knew that she had the key to the room
and this gave me the idea.  I whipped out my cell phone and scrolled to
'Write Messages'.  I manipulated the touch buttons to write:

   "Emergency!  Embarrassing!  Don't look my way but urgent u cum to room.
Ur dress is not in order.  Pretend nothing wrong & xcuse urself 2 cum here.
Rpt urgent" I sent the message and watched her shuffling with her cell
phone.  Her eyes widened and despite my warning, she looked my way
questioningly.  I pointed slowly at my left shoulder.

   Casually she ran a hand across her left shoulder and her eyes widened
when she realized the goof up.  She didn't get up immediately; I'll give
that much for her, but a minute later, she excused herself and walked
gracefully over to where I was standing.  "Since when?" she asked me
softly, standing in front of me.

   "I just noticed," I told her conversationally, aware that a few eyes
maybe diverted towards us.  More specifically, towards her, because she was
so elegant and gave that aura of statuesque personality.  "What now?" she
asked, her eyes pleading and frantic.  "Use that room.  I presume you have
the key.  Immediate repair is called for.  The party's hardly started." She
smiled gratefully and walked to the room.

   I had been hardly able to keep my eyes away from her heaving chest when
she had stood in front of me.  The left strap of her bra had parted from
the cup and the cup had slid down considerably.  Through the flimsy, almost
transparent blouse, I could see the top of her near naked breast.

   She disappeared into the room and I could hear the bolt shooting in the
dead lock.  I continued to sip my drink and smoke my cigarette, aware that
I had a slight bulge between my legs that made standing uncomfortable. 
After perhaps five minutes and another cigarette, I heard the bolt sliding
back and she whispered, "May!"

   I glanced at her.  She was peering through the crack of the door, the
dim light behind her illuminating her thick mane of hair.  "What's it?" I
whispered back.  "Need your help!" I straightened up flicking the cigarette
to the floor and stepping on the butt, casually glancing around the garden
where the crowd was busy, engrossed in their gossip and drinks.

   I wondered why she hadn't asked me to locate her best pal, Mina, who had
already arrived with her husband.  Then I realized that Mina and her
husband were playing the temporary hosts.  Slowly, so as not to be noticed,
I slid into the stuffed room.  It was full of plates, glasses, bottles,
folding chairs and tables, casseroles and what have you.

   She had closed the large window and drawn the drapes.  A naked
low-wattage bulb hung in the center of the ceiling, providing very little
illumination.  There was also a dressing table with a narrow, but tall
mirror pushed up in one corner.  "What's wrong?" I asked as she bolted the
door behind her after I entered.  "The goddamned thing's snapped," she told
me as I swung around to face her.

   The border of the sari was off, bunched around her waist, her blouse
unbuttoned and she was clutching the bra to her chest.  She was wearing a
tight, flimsy and lacy pink bra, perhaps to match the sari and the blouse.
"What's snapped?" I muttered, trying to look away.  "The place where the
strap holds the cup," she explained, her eyes averted from mine and
watching the damage instead.

   I looked at it.  Sure enough, the strap had sheared off the cup, which
she was now holding against her breast.  The strap hung loose off her
shoulder.  I shuffled in place, trying to hide my bulge.  "So what do you
suggest?" I asked plaintively.  "I have a safety pin, but I can't manage to
pin it up with one hand."

   She was blushing now and I suddenly realized that her voice was no
longer flirtatiously flippant as is the normal case, but had a definite
edge of embarrassment in it.  I also caught a hint of helpless intimacy in
the voice, now that she had only me to help her out of her predicament. 
"Pin what up?" I said stupidly.  "The strap to the cup.  Temporary repairs.
Just to see if it works."

   Her voice was now definitely husky and her eyes fluttered beneath her
lashes as she glanced at me and then abruptly back to the bra-cup that she
held over her half naked breast.  I understood her difficulty.  She
couldn't possibly hold both the cup and the strap together and pin them up
with both her hands.  The bra, as I later learned was a tight fit.

   She extended her hand holding the pin towards me and I dumbly took it in
my shaking hand.  She was standing in front of the mirror and I had to bend
down to bring the pin to the tattered bra.  She held the cup and the strap
together in her hands and had to thrust her chest forward to allow me
access to be able to pin them up together.

   Her breast was heaving and that meant that she was breathing heavily. 
So was I, painfully aware of my erection as I gazed at the top of her large
breast, so tantalizingly close to me.  I could smell the perfume that she
had sprayed there, mixed with the unmistakable heavenly smell of woman.

   I slid the pin through the material, making a conscious effort not to
touch any part of her body.  From the corner of my eye, I watched our
reflection in the mirror.  Her head was bent; she was apparently gazing at
the sight of my hand fumbling with the pin.  As I slid the pin into the
slot, the back of my hand brushed the top of her breast and I felt her body
stiffening in response.

   "No way that blouse is going to conceal the pin," I managed to utter
hoarsely.  "L-let me see," she stammered as I straightened.  She pulled the
strap over her shoulder and bunched the blouse over her breast.  She looked
into the mirror when she reached behind to button her blouse.

   Her eyes met mine in the mirror and she held the gaze as she buttoned
up. With her hands behind her, her chest thrust up against the blouse,
emphasizing the size and the shape.  The border of the sari still lay down
at her waist.  Finally, she had buttoned up her blouse and she shifted her
glance to the mirror.

   I was right.  Even though she let the border of the sari drape across
her chest, the pin was clearly visible.  She tried to shuffle the border
towards the pin, but the garment was too flimsy and too transparent to hide
the pin.  Shuffling around like that gave me generous glimpses of her
cleavage and I clamped my lips together to prevent the groan that was
building up inside me.

   "Guess it won't help, huh?" she finally asked me, striking a pose in
front of me.  I looked at her chest.  I had to clear my throat before
answering her.  "No, Radha, I guess it won't help.  I think you have got to
change." She looked dubiously at her reflection in the mirror, still
flushed and breathing heavily, and thrust her chest out again.  That sent
another spark through my groin.

   Another thing happened.  When she thrust her chest out, there was an
audible 'plop' and the pin popped out.  "Oh shit!" she exclaimed.  "That
does it.  I can't possibly depend on this arrangement." She turned to look
at me.  There was a strange look in her eyes, which I detected as being a
mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

   (Hopefully) Thank God for the dim light in the room!  If there had been
sufficient light, I'd bet she could have easily seen the prominent bulge
inside my trousers between my legs.  "What the hell do I do now?" she
asked, desperation in her voice, her eyes drifting back to the mirror, her
hand fingering the place where the pin had opened up.  I could clearly see
the gap between the cup and the strap.

   "I suppose you will have to change it," I suggested.  She considered
this for some time.  "You think so?" "Well, the party's not yet started and
you can't go around like this." "The crowd's going to miss me if I have to
get back to the apartment to change," she said.  "Plus, what kind of
plausible reason could I give?"

   I thought about it for a while and suddenly came up with an idea.  "Tell
you what, Radha, I got an solution.  I could ring up Akshay and tell him
that I am going to pick him up.  I know he doesn't have any transport and
he was going to take a cab.  I don't know where he exactly stays and you
would accompany me to give the directions."

   Akshay was a mutual friend and a budding architect.  He was more my
friend than Dilip's, but Dilip was his idol and that was the reason that he
was sent the invitation for the party.  She brightened up.  "Yes, that
could work.  I'll tell Mina to handle the crowd in the meantime.  You'd
better let your wife know that you are going to pick up Akshay and would be
back shortly.

   Better still, you tell them while I make my way to your car.  I don't
want anybody to see this." I managed a hoarse laugh and so did she.  I
handed over the car keys to her, aware that my hand was still shaking.  The
situation and the sight didn't help my condition any and I wondered if she
too was nervous.

   "I'll call Akshay and ask him to wait for me.  There's still another
hour or so for the party to start, so we do have the time." "I don't know
how to thank you.  First, for bringing this to my notice and now for this,"
she said, and that strange look was back there in her eyes.  "Oh, that's
all right," I told her.  "I really meant that.  Two occasions you have
helped me out."

   I looked at her for a long time.  "Perhaps you could thank me later on,"
I whispered.  "Twice.  But now it's time we make a move." She nodded and
then, hesitantly patting my shoulders, she slowly opened the door and
slipped away.  It took some time for me to compose myself.  God, but it was
difficult for me to do that.

   I had to struggle with my mind to will my erection to go down before I
slipped away to inform Mina about the arrangement.  Mina called up Dilip
and after speaking to him for a while, informed me that he was still to
reach Ron's place as he was caught up in the downtown traffic jam.  I knew
that Ron's place was at least an hour's drive from this hotel.

   I cornered my wife, who was chatting away with a group of women.  "Hey
hon, I'm on my way to get Akki.  I'll be back in a while, okay?" She hardly
paid attention and just nodded.  I got into my car - she had unlocked it
and was sitting in the passenger's seat, the border of her sari wrapped
around her ample chest.  I glanced at her when I called up Akshay to tell
him to wait for me.  He was about to call for a cab.

   "Something important has come up, pal," I told him, grinning nervously
at Radha, who smiled back, equally nervous, that strange look in her eyes.
"I've got some real important work and I would be around your place.  Just
wait for me so that I can pick you up, okay." He was glad.  "Gosh pal,
that's neat.  The hotel's more than an hour away from here and it gets
terribly boring to be alone in a goddamned cab."

   I fired the engine and slid the car out of the parking zone, hanging a U
turn to get onto the main street.  We were silent for some time and
listened to the gentle noise of the air conditioner humming softly. 
Finally, she broke the silence.  "God, May, I really, really don't know
what I could have done without you.  I just don't know how I could thank
you for all this."

   May was short for "Mayur", my name, and though I was sick of this
abbreviated form, I was nevertheless stuck with it.  I laughed, and trying
to sound nonchalant, I said, "That's the second time you said that, Radha.
And yeah, you have got to thank me back two times." "With the situation I
was in, maybe thanking you back a hundred times wouldn't be sufficient.

   I could have made a complete idiot of myself and boy, Dilip would have
flipped his lid." Suddenly, I realized that what she meant was that we were
going to hide this from her husband and that made us look like a pair of
co-conspirators.  I kept glancing at her and yes, she was definitely
breathing hard.  I could tell it by the way her chest heaved and the way
her tongue kept flicking over her full lips.

   Was this the day that our light flirtatious banter going to finally give
way to something more serious?  Even as I thought about it, my erection
began to poke against my trousers.  My mind kept going back to the sight of
her half naked glorious breast.  Large, firm and soft, they had succeeded
in arousing the beast inside me.

   I always had the hots for this lady.  I had forgotten how many times I
had fantasized about her while I lay in bed, masturbating.  My mind had
considered various scenarios whenever I did fantasize, but surely, this
scenario, coming as it did so unexpectedly, took the cake.  I cleared my
throat, deciding to go for the kill.

   I wasn't probably going to get a better chance than the one I had now to
turn my fantasy into reality.  Keeping my voice light and flippant, I said,
"Maybe you could thank me today itself.  You said you owed me!" She glanced
at me.  "Anything, May.  You name it you got it.  Anything.  You saved me
from a veritably potential disaster."

   I stole a glance at her, slowly dropping the speed so that we could get
some extra time squeezed in before we could reach her apartment "Well, are
you really sure about the 'anything' part?" "Just try me," she replied
defiantly.  "Okay," I shrugged and cleared my throat again.

   "But before I tell you how you could pay me back, twice remember, I want
you to understand that you can back out anytime you want and there would be
no hard feelings.  Besides," I rushed on before she could interrupt, "this
remains between us irrespective of whether you could thank me back or not.
I just don't want to be misunderstood."