Boy With His Bhabhi Love!
Hello friends! I’m Virat, a regular reader and fan of ISS. Let me tell you more about me, I’m 22, student at an engineering college. I’m tall, dark with a musculine body. Gods mercy upon me for a heavy manly beard. Usually when I walkby, women give me a stare to silently compliment this look. I look mature with a full beard, so girls and especially women in my area exchange with me some nasty smiles. These days I had started going to gym again. So when I come back home after really long gym sessions, I’m all sweaty and bulky. I ride a bike and I wear thin cloths which reflect my cuts. I do this purposely to maintain my sex appeal for this ladies. It’s nice to give these women something to imagine about when their beer bellied husbands are pounding them in their long boring nights. Among these bhabhis was Shweta, who lived just across me. She was this curvy and highly maintained sexy recently wedded bride from Pune. They had come here just a month ago. She had this white as a milk skintone, sharp brown eyes with thin lips and with a fringe in her hair she looked so beautiful. She had a milf like body with her boobs heavier than average and a curvy ass as if Cupid came to spank that butt just to shape it up for me. She had just married but I suppose a bhabhi has this unspoken sweet responsibility to please us bachelors’ eyes. I had started noticing her. She used to gaze at me when I used to come back from gym. She would always wait in her frontyard to have that look upon me, and when I would be late I would find her uneasy. I liked this new scandal going on with my life! She found her way into my house through my mother. She used to cook new fancy dishes and bring them up to become favourite in the neighborhood. And whenever she used to come I had this humane courtesy to wear thin clothes and flex my muscles rather unintentionally so that her mind could please her more than her fingers in the nights. To her luck, we used to play cricket and volleyball just outside her house. She would spend her evenings biting her lips while watching me play. And she knew that I used to stalk her through my window, so she would take real long hours to wash her cloths. She would be all wet and bent so I can have a pleasing view of her boobs colliding with her arms, and sometimes she would just wipe the foam off from her melons. And she would repeatedly adjust her fringe to check upon my window if I was looking or not. Days went by and she was getting rather impatient to feel me at my fullest. On that fine noon, my parents had gone to my native to attend a marriage. I wanted to go late since I don’t like those long boring ceremonies. I was staying at home so mom had told Shweta to take care of my food routine. It was lunch time and I had just woken up. As it was a total curfew in the house, I filled up my bath tub and lit up a joint. I started reading ISS as my favorite bathtime activity and the high was giving me a rather seductive moment. I started running my hands down to massage my cock. I took some minty shower gel to rub on my shaft and it was making me really horny. I could really use some pussy to completely satisfy my lust. I had forgotten to lock my house since I was all careless about the instructions that mom gave me. I misheard a knock on my door. I was busy reading this exciting story about how some guy seduced his classmate and had fucked her in the school compound. My cock was fully erect and I started to masturbate slowly. I was breathing heavily, but so was someone else behind the slightly opened door. I saw an edge of a yellow saree. I realised it was time when Shweta would bring me lunch. She took a step back and mildly shouted,” Viraaaaaat! Where are you boy? I brought lunch!” “Coming!” I said, although I knew she has seen me in the act and she was just pretending. “Where?” And she just opened the door! I was prepared for this. I pretended to hid my cock and be shocked. “I was just taking bath.” But she was interested to listen to my answers and she was just staring at my half hidden erected cock.” “Oh my god it’s so huge Virat!” she gasped. I was still trying to hide my dick just to fail in the attempt. “Sorry I was just… Before I could finish my sentence she just stepped inside and locked the door. “Sorry I was just finishing.” “Alone? Didn’t even care for me to join?” It was time that I had to stop all the drama and take the charge. I just stood up, unleashing my 7 inch fat cock and it splashed the water! She giggled a bit. I put my palms on her waist and locked my lips with hers. I started to kiss her lips and boy she tasted like a candy. My cock hid inside her saree and rub her fit between her thighs. She put her tongue on my lips and bite it mildly. She gave in to wrap her hands on my back. She was a passionate kisser. I started to take her saree off. Her breast cracks popped through her silky green blouse, and her frutish smell was all too sexy for me to resist. I rubbed her waist till her belly button and slightly opened her entire saree to the ground. She kissed me again and I kept undressing her till she was totally naked. Boy! I took her inside the bath tub and it was surprisingly big enough to fit both of us in! She was laying upon me and we were sticking to eachother so close that we could feel our breaths too. We kissed again and she was still trying to find her way to feel more of my muscles. She took the charge and ran her hands all over my body. She kissed my neck while fondling my hairs. I was rubbing her rubbing her upper butt as she was licking my neck. The hot water between us was making the bathroom all steamy but more than that it was us heating each other up. I moved a bit up guiding her to bent a bit forward and I sat on the tiles by the tub, we were kissing and just as I stopped kissing I placed my cock on her lips! She gasped a bit.