Savita Bhabhi – Part 38 (Richa ka marriage – 3-1)

Savita Bhabhi – Part 38 (Richa ka marriage – 3-1)
Incest
Submit Report This story is part of the Savita Bhabhi Returns series These events are from Richa’s marriage resort. From these events, you will know how individuals want to fuck each other. *** My name is Roshan. I am 22 years old and working as an intern at a software company. I am 6’6” tall, with dark brown skin. While sitting in a chair at the company for 8 hours, I am getting a stomach bump, and I am worried about it. Now, I took leave from my office to attend the marriage of my cousin, Richa. Her father, my uncle Dinesh, is conducting her marriage at a well-known resort. The marriage is going to take place in 5 days. There are 500 guests and friends already at the venue to enjoy the holidays, drinks, and clubs. I am enjoying the hot girls while they are dressed in lehengas and ethnic beaded blouses. Some girls are enjoying the pool, wearing only two-piece bikinis and one-piece swimsuits. I bet, like me, every other dude is sneak-peeking at those hot chicks and enjoying themselves in their rooms privately. While I am doing this, I got a call. When I checked, it was from my mom. I picked it up. Mom: Roshan, Sushmita has arrived at the airport. Where are you, beta? Just then, I remembered that my sister is returning from Russia to attend the marriage, and we all are doing so. Then, I replied to my mom: Roshan: Yes, maa… I am on my way. Mom: Hush… Hopeless as ever. And I declined the call and rushed to my car. I started the engine and rushed to the airport at maximum speed. My sister – her name is Sushmita, she is 24 years old and has a fair and charming face. After her degree completion, she went to Russia to pursue her higher studies and is doing an internship at a hospital. It has been 2 years since she left India. I bet she has changed a bit. As a brother, I am constantly checking her social media life. But doing so, I observed that she began to change herself in that country’s culture. Once, I saw her go to a party with her friends. And I saw one story of hers where she was with her friends, and she wore a crop top and bubble skirt in it. I got worried about her from that point. So, I called her and lectured her as a brother. And she said, “Sorry,” and told me, “It will never happen again in the future.” But as she said, she didn’t keep her promise, and our parents didn’t have any problem with that. So, I understood that this is not an era where I have to suppress my sister’s actions if she is happy with it. Maybe I am her younger brother and care about her. Slowly, her rapid growth in her life changed my intentions toward my elder sister. So, one day, I was scrolling on Instagram, and my sister’s pic came up on my mobile screen. Then, for the first time, I checked her comments. Some wrote “Good,” some wrote mean and jealous comments. And some creepy bastards wrote, “Kya maal hai, ek raat ka kitna leti hogi… bhenchod, thoda aur deep hota naa aur maza aa jaatha… Yaar, iska pathi tho maasth phelta hoga, isse” like this kind of disgusting comments I read. Then, I realized that I started masturbating without realizing it at the start. Then, I shut down the phone and went to my bathroom and washed my face. And I returned to my bed. When I closed my eyes, my sister appeared in front of my eyes in her bikini and slutty wearing dears. Then, I grabbed my phone and went to some porn websites and watched some porn and calmed myself for that moment, but that method didn’t help me at all. Then, I went into her Instagram again, and while watching her in her bikini pics, I started masturbating that day. Slowly, that one day turned into many days, and whenever she uploads her pics, I lick my screen and masturbate while thinking about her only. And I dreamt of her doing naughty stuff with me, and all sexual scenes happen in those dreams. And now, I am in my car to pick her up. I reached the airport parking lot and parked my car; then, ran to her. When I saw her, she was waiting on the footpath under a tree’s shadow. At the time, she wore a top in which her boobs were out like they increased from 30C to 32DD, and her tight pants, which were trying to cover her fluffy thighs. While I was walking, she reached me and gave me a head fist (konni). And asked furiously: Sushmita: Idiot, what took you so long to reach the airport to pick me up early!? I tried to save myself from her head fist (konni), but she hit it, and I replied to her: Roshan: Sorry… I forgot because I was with some cousins. Sushmita: Baka (Idiot)… grab the luggage… and where did you park the car? Roshan: Go straight and turn left. She started walking in front of me and I picked her two luggage bags and started walking behind her. No doubt, I observed her ass, which was moving swiftly both sides of her. Like that, we reached our car and put the luggage in the car’s trunk, and we reached back at the resort. First, she went to our parents and touched their feet respectfully and went to her room. My mom and dad lectured me for being late to pick her up at the airport. And she went back after a while, wearing a long Indian cultural kurti. And we both went to our cousin sister Richa, who was the bride. She was with her friends Pinky, Rosy, Shanaya, who was teasing her for being married in a funny way. Both cousins met, and some hugging happened, and jokes were cracked in a lady kind of way. Those two days passed quickly. It was evening, and my sister came into my room and suggested that I come with her to Russia and try a job there and learn Russian for my benefit. But I was wondering why she came in her shorts, where, literally, her white thighs are grabbing my attention. I was praising myself that she should be aware of herself that her shirt’s top buttons are unbuttoned, where I can see her breast’s higher area so clearly. And her scent fragrance was making me lust after her even more than before.

We both were on my bed, and she was trying to explain some German job and some shitty meaningless crap. She looked and once again head fist. Roshan: Ouch… ouch… Sushmita: In which world are you traveling, brother? I was in pain and said it loudly: Roshan: Di, I wanna fuck you! After that, I realized what I said to her. I looked at her, and at that moment, I thought she was going to slap me, but some miracle happened all of a sudden. Because my sister came close to me and pulled me towards her by dragging my shirt’s collar and gave me my life’s first kiss. I was totally in shock, but I concentrated on the kiss more. Our both lips touching each other’s; I felt her hot breath passing out on my mouth, and her cherished lips on my lips was making me crazy. So, I didn’t back off. I took my hands around her back and pressed her to me even closer, where I felt her breasts on my chest. I was doing my best in that freaky unexpected moment because she took the initial action of my desire on her. We nearly kissed for 10 minutes by giving some space to breathe. Meanwhile, she closed her eyes the entire time. Then suddenly, my phone rang. Then our expected kiss was interrupted by that ring. We separated from each other as soon as possible. And she stood and tried to lower her head in shame or don’t know what. It was our mom’s call, so I picked it up. And my sister was trying to adjust her dress. I cancelled the call and informed her: Roshan: Mom was calling both of us for dinner. She didn’t try to look at my face and went to her room to change her clothes, saying, “Okay.” But I was in shock too, and just checking myself by pinching my cheek and shoulder, ‘Was what happened back then a dream or reality?’ I changed my outfit too and reached the ground floor. Then, I saw my parents and turned away and went to a paan shop and bought a cigarette and went to the back side of the shop. Then, I saw Rosy, who was with her boyfriend, both holding hands and enjoying their personal lovely moment. Whenever I see Rosy, I wish someone like her in my life as a partner. We never interacted that much. But she was a woman who attracted me more than anyone in the resort. She has a fine structured body to make every man her slave. But she was in love with some fuck ugly looking dude, Munna or whatever. I intentionally went to them to disturb their personal moment for my peace. When I was about to reach them, that Munna dude got a call and he went aside to talk privately, and she sat there all by herself. I went to her, and called her out: Roshan: Hi, Rosy Di. She looked at me and asked me: Rosy: Hey Roshan, come and sit. Have you finished your dinner? I sat beside her; she always smells nice, always like she wears perfume to lure humans into her arms. I praised her: Roshan: Nice perfume, Di. Rosy: You like it? And then, I took a cigarette and started smoking it. While taking puffs of smoke and thinking about my sister and her unexpected act towards me, I felt someone pat (tap) on my thighs. And heard her voice: Rosy: Did you know, if you shared your problems and cigarettes with others, then getting into problems becomes low. I understood what she meant. I offered her my cigarette, and she took it and took a few puffs. Then, she asked me: Rosy: Are you not going to share your problem? I smiled because she was asking something which I never told anyone. But what about my sister? I was curious about her action because she kissed me first. Yes, I love my sister not like a sister but she was a woman too. As a woman, Rosy can tell me what was going on that moment in my sister’s head. So, I asked her: Roshan: Hey Rosy, to tell you the truth, I read erotic stories on some websites. And I read a word called incest. Rosy: Yep, incest. Roshan: What makes people who have known themselves for a very long time within family do such crazy act? Rosy: Tough question. Maybe love and sex don’t have anything to do with relationships – even in blood too. Roshan: But how? Rosy: Because desire doesn’t come with rules and regulations to follow by others. It needs an approval to do things to fulfill that desire to get our own happiness. Roshan: Hmm. Rosy: For example, take you and your sister. When she said that, I got freaked out and looked at her, which made me super afraid at the moment. Rosy: Only for example, if you and your sister had a love emotion between yourselves more than a sibling bond, you should share each other’s actual feelings for good. It kind of sounds weird, sex in relationships. But in lust, it plays a vital role in human hearts rather than sentiments and bonding. After I heard that, what she said. She got my eyes open in 10 minutes of conversation. Then, I said: Roshan: I see. She looked at the stars and asked: Rosy: Got any girlfriend? I lied: Roshan: Yes. She checked her bag and gave me a pack of condoms and said: Rosy: If she agrees, go on her softly, and if she doesn’t, throw this pack in the trash and spend some time with her. I took the condom pack and returned to Sushmita’s room and knocked on her door. When she opened the door, I went inside and asked: Roshan: Have you eaten your meal? Author: Meanwhile, a crow from nowhere came to Sushmita’s window and started observing those brother and sister. Sushmita looked away and answered him: Sushmita: No. Roshan: Okay… why did you do it? She was totally tense and trying to think herself, how she should face her brother and his questions after what she did to him. (Richa ka Marriage: 3-2) To be continued…