I am 25 year old guy and this incident happened just about a few months ago. My name is Ashish And I am working in a MNC in Delhi, but my hometown is in Mumbai and my parents are staying abroad so, my home in Mumbai is being put on a rental basis to a family (I am not at all aware of that family as all the rent is collected by my bhai) and if I used to have a visit to my home town, I used to stay at my bhabhi’s place, but unfortunately, due to a lotta work and my studies (when she got married, I was studying), I couldn’t get time. I used to study in Delhi itself, used to stay in a boys hostel. I completed my schooling in Mumbai and after 10 years, I pursued my studies in Delhi further that. My bhai (brother) is 35 year old man and he works in a MNC in Mumbai and he works from 9:00 am-9:00 pm. He works very hard and he is so busy in his work that bhabhi has no interest in him (came to know later). Coming to my bhabhi, her name is Shweta, not that good looking; age 33 but her booty can make any old man’s dick rise. She is a housewife. She has average boobs, and waist is 28. She has the perfect curves that can drive a man crazy. Not by her assets, but b her curves, she was a bomb. Without wasting any time, I’ll come to the story. As I mentioned, I was returning back to my home town from my workplace and I informed my bhabhi the status of my arrival. I was meeting her after 7 long years. I had my go Air flight landing by 14:05 IST and I asked my bhabhi to come and pick me up at the airport. I was not having any luggage, it was just my laptop bag. When she had got married to my bro, I wasn’t that muscular as I was only 18 and was studying. I was overweight and fat. And you guys know if a guy staying in Delhi has to opt for a gym because Delhi girls are too demanding. And that’s what I did. I started working out and I got a muscular body and abs as well. As I came stepped out from the departure sign board, I saw my bhabhi standing with a red coloured tight top and a tight jeans. I went towards her and this was our conversation: Me: Hello bhabhi! Bhabhi : Hi Ashu (She used to call me Ashu pyar se). Me: Kaisi ho? Bhabhi: Main thik hun Ashu, tu bata. Me: Bhabhi, kafi achi lag rahi ho. Bhabhi: Chal jhutha. (Here, she had blushed) Me: Sach (She was almost red, I mean her cheeks were red by blushing and it was so cute) (She then tried changing the topic) Bhabhi: Meri shadi k time par tu kafi mota tha, ab itna body shody bana lya, kya bat hai.Koi ladki mil gayi kya Delhi me? Me: Bhabhi, wo to karna padta hai na. Aur apko kya lagta hai, me body kis liye banaunga. (And gave her a wink and we followed towards the Scooty she parked) By coming to the parking lot, I wasn’t surprised as I already had informed her that I would be having a laptop bag and there would be no need for bringing the car as it would be too traffic out there in the streets of Mumbai and I wasn’t having any luggage. (While walking, I was staring at her massive booty that was visible through her tight jeans. I really got a hard on now by typing it.) (The weather was overcast and very romantic so I said my bhabhi to ride the Scooty as I am tired and I just wanted to take advantage of this situation.) She started the Scooty and we left. And as the weather was overcast, it was windy, I asked her, bhabhi, kaafi thand hai aaj, kya me apko pakad lu? She resisted, but then as I was insisting a lot, she allowed me to. I came close to her. I made sure that my hard dick is touching her booty and my hands were at the perfect spot. She was driving us the way home; I held my hand at her waist, pressed it and made the move. I put my hands around her belly and held her tight thus making her feels my dick. I could feel her getting horny as she started riding the Scooty slowly as she didn’t wanted us to meet with an accident. I started caressing her belly and used to kiss her neck from behind when there were almost no vehicles besides us. And if anyone saw us, we used to appear like a married couple, as I had a good physique and she too used to appear the same age as mine. So I wasn’t worried of what others think. Then, as I used to see her responses, I started going bolder. And for my luck, it started raining. She was all wet by the rain and I held her even tight and her curves were visible by the wet dress she was wearing. Then, I asked her that before leaving, you did not carry any umbrella? She said when I had left it wasn’t overcast, tu aya, tufan le k aya. So I got bolder. I could see her bra strap through her wet top. I slowly moved my hand up just below her boobs and pressed her there and unfortunately signal came and she stopped. Then, a signal came and we stopped and I was stunned to hear her. Tumhe bhi ye sab chahiye kya? I will tell what happened next in the next part and what she meant by Tumhe bhi ye sab chahiye kya. Do leave your comments on [email protected].
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