My name is Pallavi but preferred to be called Pallu. I am 36 and have a decent body, although a bit on the curvy side. I am blessed with firm, medium breasts. I use a 36C bra and a 90cm panty usually. I like to wear chudis, though sometime, I had the courage to wear saris below my navel after my marriage. Life in a city like Mumbai is enthusiastic for many people. But for some young housewives like me it is really boring and monotonous, until I started to have a wonderful time with my brother & Sasurji. This is a story about a boy who stays neighbor. He is 18. His name is Aakash and he is a wonderful and a handsome boy. He is so sensitive and caring, his Mother would be proud of have such a Son.
I use to give tuitions to Aakash for Hindi & Marathi language. He is always calling me Bhabhi & we are very close that we share a lot of things among us. Asking me about how my hubby takes care of me... that sort of things. To that I would frankly quip that saying, you'll have your turn, meaning his marriage life. Slowly, I felt more and more attracted to him, dreamed a lot about having sex with Aakash. I fantasized a lot, and it never occurred to me that it was a bad thing. And I knew even that he was masturbating thinking of me. As I had given him ample show while I’m bathing as Aakash is staying next to my building & he se to saw from his terrace while I’m bathing. He knew that I knew. Even then all that is needed was a small but strong coaxing to her him into the play and I was expecting a chance.
At last, I had a full three days with him from Friday to Sunday, when my hubby had to go to Bangalore for a three day visit. I had ask jyoti his mother to let him stay with me as my hubby is out of city. It will be better for me also to get concentrate on his studies as the exams are nearing. She agreed to that. I had made up my mind, to pass signals, yet I was a bit tensed and afraid about how to go with that. The day arrived and Friday morning, I woke up early rehearsing myself about what I was going to do.
So, this is how it started. I began to be liberal in my dress. That is, instead of wearing a dark nighty, I would wear a light nighty that would show my panty lines and sometimes didn't wear panties so that Aakash could see the crack of my butts. This I did voluntarily to tease him. And it served the point that I got him latched his eyes to my medium sized round breasts that he could see along the curves of my nighty. When asked, he would just say, 'nothing Bhabhi' and he would move out of my gaze. I knew my boobs were doing magic to him.
Sometimes I would ask, how does this new dress suit me, and he would reply saying, it was nice. "Sexy?" I would ask. "Hmm... yes, Sexy..." he would say with a shy smile.
I had an early bath... fresh and fragrant from the shower I dressed up for the occasion next morning. I wore just a nighty and nothing else. Usually I would wear my panties as I said before, but now, I didn't wear any bra or panties, I just wore a plain pink nighty in a very light shade. Other than that, all I wore on me were a couple of bangles. My mangalsutra (sacred thread of marriage) was dangling between both my fleshy breasts on my smooth cleavage along with a small gold chain. When I looked up on the mirror, I myself felt that I passed up being erotic yet not overdone.
Then I woke Aakash, calling from the kitchen. Just as he came out of his bed, I dropped the vessels in the kitchen and with a sharp painful sound I laid myself on the floor.
"Bhabhi, what happened Bhabhi?" as expected he ran into the kitchen and found me on the floor. With careful gasps, I said I had a cramp on my left thighs. I had already hiked up my nighty just above my knees and showing of my legs. I saw his eyes gaze over my small sexy legs and then to my eyes. He then scooped me up, and just in time, I positioned and held his neck in a way that my breasts and my nipples pressed on his taut body. I could feel his pulse going up and his face reddened as he laid me on my bed.
"Aakash, could you please get the pain cream for me and massage me a little?" I asked innocently.
"Ok. Bhabhi. Don't worry, I'll be back in a minute..." saying so he went back to get it from the medical kit. It just gave me time, to lay back and spread my legs wide. Lifting my nighty again just above the knees, I just made sure that when he entered the room, he could get a glimpse of my beautiful hairy cunt. My nighty had a zip in the front and I opened up a bit that some of the soft mounds of my breasts peeked out.
Then I laid back as if I rested. As he entered the room, Aakash stopped for a second at the door, I should say, he stumbled at the scene. Then he came near me and sat on the bed.
"How do you feel Bhabhi?" he asked.
"Now it's somewhat better aakash, massage that cream on the legs..." I said still laid back.
Hesitantly, yet excitingly he scooped up some cream and asked, "Where is it paining, Bhabhi?"
"Just near the knees..." I asked and slowly moved my nighty still up over my knees. My legs were not laid straight on the bed. So as I moved the nighty up one side, I slid back and fell back to the thighs, revealing most of my thighs and most importantly some of my hairy cunt. I tried to be calm at this moment as I felt myself stirring at the thought of showing off my cunt to him. The only persons I ever showed my cunt till now was my hubby, my brother & my sasurji. I tried to breathe hard. I was sure my cunt wouldn't miss his eyes. I could see his breathtaking look, yet he didn't say a word about that.
He slowly pressed my knees with his fingers and checked for pain.
"Not there Aakash, above that... yes... a little more up that place... Yes... move a little up... yes... aaaahhhhh... its paining Aakassh" I said with a groan sound. His palm was just halfway on my whitish soft thighs between my hip and knees feeling the supple soft flesh of his Bhabhi.
I could feel the sweat on his palm. Slowly, he started massaging my thighs, with his eyes not leaving my half revealed cunt. At times, he even tried to hike my nighty still more so that he could get a full view of my cunt. But I was not going to let that happen, I tried to cover my cunt with the nighty and as I closed my eyes I slowly tickled my nighty covered cunt with two of my fingers. Obviously, he noticed that too. When I opened my eyes, he had stopped massaging, but his hands were still on my thighs and I saw his penis standing up like a rod in is shorts.
"Is it still paining Bhabhi?" he asked me caressing my forehead, like a caring person.
"Its ok, Aaksh... I'll be fine." I said.
"Shall I massage your legs Bhabhi... it'll get you relaxed a bit more..." he was trying more on me. 'Why not let him a chance...'
"Ok. Aakash, massage the legs..." I said with a painful smile. Most of my lower body was now bare with my nighty hiked up. It showed off my soft fleshy thighs to him. I didn't mind to cover my legs intentionally, just for him.
He tried to cover my legs by pulling the nighty down. "Just leave it up Aakash, Don't cover the legs... Let the air flow..." I said to him with a wicked smile.
"But Bhabhi..." he hesitated and was trying to say something.
"What Aakash? What happened?" I asked.
"Nothing bhabhi. Your nighty being above your knees gets me distracted..." he said.
"Why... is that very sexy? Seemed you are very much tensed seeing me half naked. Hmmm? Don't worry, Aakash. I'm your Bhabhi. You can feel free with me." I coaxed him.
"Yes Bhabhi... I'm a bit tensed... I have never seen a girl naked before, even half-naked like this...I have seen only in the books" he said.
"Come on Aakash. We have shared a lot among us. We are very much frank to each other. Don't get tensed. Wait... I have an idea..." I let that idea trail a bit on him and then continued, "Why don't you just remove my nighty of my body and then make me nude so that you can look at a girl, your own Bhabhi, fully naked as much as you want..." It was really a bolt on him. He didn't expect that from me.
"But Bhabhi... I didn't mean that way." He blushed.
"It's ok Aakash... I'm just your Bhabhi. There's nothing wrong in that and I'm only helping you with that. "Do as I say... Relax and just remove my nighty for me and make me naked. Now, after seeing your shorts, frankly I myself want to be buck naked in front of you. Let us not waste time. Make me nude. We'll speak about other things later." I said to him.
Now, he was shrewd enough, to bring up the courage and ask, "Is it ok, Bhabhi?" again at me.
"It's ok for me. It is up to you. "I said with an encouraging smile.
Slowly and gingerly I could feel his fingers roll on my thighs, bringing up an horny tingling sensation within me, that I got goose pimples all over my body within seconds. As he grasped the ends of my rolled up nighty that was on my hips with his fingers I encouraged him a bit by lifting my buttocks above so that he could pull my nighty above my hips, revealing my hairy cunt fully as a feast to his eyes.
My cunt is usually covered with bush-like dark curly hairs. I had never thought of shaving my cunt at any point of time in my life, as my hubby, brother & sasurji like my bushy cunt. So, now, my hairy cunt was letting out a musky smell. He was so engulfed at the sight of cunt that he stopped halfway removing my nighty.
"Hey, Aakash... don't get lost... remove my nighty fully." I compelled with a smile . He came back to his senses and slowly pulled up my nighty up above my stomach showing off my navel. Let me describe my nave here. My navel is somewhat deep and perfect round. Then as my nighty moved up, my large soft flesh mounds of my breasts came into view showing off my gold chain and my mangalsutra along the groove between my breasts, at the cleavage, followed by dark colour nipples surrounded by brown areolas. My nipples are not that big and not that small, yet, my hubby says it is very sexy. He loves to play with them very much.
Now, I helped Aakash to take off my nighty fully along my neck. As he kept the nighty beside, there I was... fully nude on my bed, right from head to toe, without a single piece of dress, no sari, no petticoat, no bra, no panties, no nighty, not a single cloth to cover this full grown female body, just the same way as I was when I was born, but now with a hairy cunt and medium large breasts.
All I wore now were some gold ornaments like the bangles, gold chain, and mangalsutra, and as I was fresh from the bath, the fragrance of the Lux soap had not worn off yet, I had the hair neatly arranged and plaited. My forehead bore the red kumkum in a small round shape. To any marathi guy like Aakash such a sight would really make them cum just at seeing a naked fully grown female just as I had described.
I could see his constricted and tensed face as his eyes bore on my naked body. I didn't do anything to seduce him; I just put my hands on my side on the bed, letting him enjoy the full fledged view of his Bhabhi.
"This is not fair, Aakash" I said to him.
"What? Why do say that?" he jumped at my comment.
I smiled at him and then said, "It is not fair that I alone should be nude here. Remove your dress too Aakash. I want to see you naked too."
With hesitation he removed his baniyan and his shorts, becoming fully naked. His lund is long and thick, and throbbing in sensation. I gulped in my stomach looking at the size. It was 6 inches long. Definitely larger than my hubby, brother & Sasuji! And the thickness was more than an inch in diameter. Now I was comparing it with my hubby, brother & sasurji. For it was the only penis I had seen till now. Aakash's penis was much larger than my hubby & all, in all terms. 'Oh God! I fit ever goes inside my cunt it is going to tear about just like in first night!' I thought.
"Bhabhi..." he called me.
"What?" I asked him.
"Can I touch your body with my fingers?" he asked me.
All I could do was put up a big smile. "Go on... feel your Bhabhi's body as you like." I said. I took his hand and placed it in between my thighs on my hairy fired up cunt. It was hot and steaming. I myself felt much juiced up.
Slowly I could feel his fingers tracing my cunt lips and I shivered at the thought of his hand there. I've played a number of times with my fingers on my cunt, yet I never felt like this before even with my hubby & all. Just as he touched my clitoris, I jumped and let out a squeal and moaned with a gasp.
"Don’t stops... go on..." I whispered. All I could do was whisper, as the feeling had sucked out all the sound from my mouth.
"Aakash...Please don't stop..." I was saying.
"Bhabhi... can I massage your boobs?" he asked.
"Do it as you like..." I was pressing. He moved his hand from my cunt lips and slowly traced my supple breasts. Within moments I felt both his hands covering the whole of my round breasts. Both his hands were moving slowly on my breasts and nipples. His soft graze on my nipples again made me let out a gasp for air.
"What Bhabhi?" He asked.
"Nothing... don't stop..." saying so, I pulled his naked body over me so that both his legs were on either side of my body with him sitting on my stomach. I smiled at him as he saw me. He smiled back, yet continued to massage my breasts. "Yes, Aakash... Do it harder..." I was saying. The touch of his hot lund on my stomach added to my sensations and I even within this short period of time I was gearing up for my first orgasm. His hands just played hard with both my mounds. With every hard squeeze from his hands I was inching towards my orgasm.
With my hands I was slowly playing with his lund, but I was careful not to let him cum. I wanted to feel it inside me. Then, I held his face with my hands and bringing it close to mine, gave a light kiss on his lips.
As I gave him a kiss, my breasts and nipples touched his hairy chest. We both could hear our heart beat faster at that moment. I felt as if my fleshy breasts were being mashed between his body and mine. It was really a strange sensation when a teen age boy being above me. "Kiss all over my body..." I whispered looking at his face. He moved out of my stomach and then slowly kissed and traced the line of my neck, shoulder and then my breasts.
Lick each of them with your tongue, and then suck my nipples..." I said as he reached my breasts. I felt my body stir and gasped as he sucked my nipples hard for a few seconds.
"Oh my god! I was mumbling in between the gasps. "Don't stop... continue... suck them, bite my nipples... hard... yes... ahhhh.... Like that yes..." I was moaning and gasping. The next moment I felt my world whirl around my and my body was bucking up and down fast as my fingers worked upon my clitoris in that hairy cunt. I grasped the bedsheet beside me harder and I moved towards my first orgasm form Aakash.
It took me minutes for me to come back and relax in this real world. Aakash was still licking and sucking my nipples. My breathe became slower and back to normal and I realised that this was the first time in my life that I had cum to orgasm so fast even faster than by my brother & sasurji, just by aakash, still sucking my breasts. But it was not long before my slackened breasts became hard again.
After his momentous effort at my breasts, it was me who was pleading to him.
"Aakash... would you lick between my thighs?" I asked innocently. All likes my cunt to be hairy but I was never sure of Aakash.
"Do you like what we are doing?" I asked him. "Yes, Bhabhi, but I'm little bit afraid about this..." he said.
"Don't worry; we will have it to ourselves..." I was coaxing him with a smile.
He then moved down between my thighs and then finding my cunt in that hairy area, he opened my cunt lips with both his hands meticulously and slowly moved his face to it. "Do you like the smell?" I asked him. There was no answer but I could feel his wet tongue lap my juicy cunt that was already watery now. "Gawwwwd!" I gasped at that first spell of his tongue. I grabbed both my breasts and squeezed them with my hands. With every lick from his tongue, I let out a loud squeal and then punctuated with a sharp gasp. My heart was beater faster ever by now and my clitoris was throbbing and yearning for a finger. I was surprised to get my clitoris with his tongue, which was much more than what I had wanted at that moment.
He went on licking my cunt spicing it up. Damn! I was going to have my next orgasm. I couldn't do anything to avert it. It all came like a whoosh! I latched my legs around his body and at the same time bucking up my body for the perfect orgasm. I massaged both my breasts in a frenzy that within the next few seconds I went into the orgasm. Oh, my God! It was never so good... I was having my second orgasm minutes after my first one. This is going to be better and better.
Again I was relaxing for a while. But he could never wait and was continuing my splashed up cunt. In the next few moments, I saw him getting up and then placing his hot penis over my cunt and rubbing it along my cunt lips, occasionally touching my clitoris. "Ohhhhh... Aakash... Don't stop... do it..." I was saying.
"Bhabhi... can I put it inside you?" he asked with hesitant.
"Why are you hesitating?" I asked.
"Bhabhi you are married..." he was saying. Only then I felt the weight of my marriage in the form of my mangaalsutra in between my breasts.
"I don't care... I just want it... whatever...wait... will you be my hubby?" I asked.
"What??" he asked perplexed.
"Just remove that mangalsutra from my neck and tie it again with your hands. Be my husband from now. Let me now have two husbands..." I said with a giggle.
"The next moment, I myself brought the knot of my mangalsutra in the front and tried to remove those tight three knots. Seeing me, he came to my help and we both removed the thaali from my neck. I felt as if I had become an unmarried girl again. He was having the mangalsutra in his hand now.
"Tie it again around me..." I said to him.
"Shall I tie it anywhere around your body?" he asked.
"What?" I was stunned. I couldn't see what he had in mind.
"The neck belongs to your husband. I don't want to tie this there..." saying so he did the kinkiest thing in the world. He tied it around my hips just above my hair on the cunt. Damn! The next moment I felt the twirl and excitement of that kinkiest act. He had tied the mangalsutra which was around my neck till then, around my cunt. I let out a large gasp. I was panting already by his act.
"Wear this mangalsutra around your hips whenever hubby is not there with you, I want to see it hugging your stomach when you wear a sari. And wear your saree just above your hairs here and below your manglasutra." He said. It will be the sexiest thing I could dream about.
"Please Aakash, Do it... Put it into me and hit me hard Aakash... plz..." I was pleading to him. The mangalsutra around my hips was doing magic and was leading me into a far away world. So as to get the best fuck out of him, I lifted my legs, bent it and placed my soft heel on his shoulder and then around his shoulder, opened my legs as wide as I can for him to fuck. He slowly pushed his lund into my cunt. Even as I felt his lund head go into me, I felt my vulva being stretched up a bit more that it used to be with my hubby & all. Slowly he withdrew and then pushed up a little further this time.
Now I could feel without doubt, he was going to tear me apart. All I could do was grabbing both my breasts with my hands. I was really an experience. Slowly and steadily his tool was going in and out of my hole. Minutes past and I gasped for air by now. My breathing was becoming harder and faster. Yes... my next orgasm was in line. His soft grunts with the words calling me bhabhi every time he pushed himself in, got me into a web of sensations.
"Yes... Aakash... do it faster and harder... pump it inside." I was asking him.
"Hmmm... Bhabhi...." He added it with a punch into my cunt with his penis. By this time, I could feel my cunt stretched and filled to the full extent. It touched the wall of my vulva at the other end. There was still a little more of his penis to go inside. Oh, my God! He is going to push into my womb also, I thought. I panted aloud for air as he pushed wildly his entire penis into me. It ended up crossing my vulva and entering my womb, tearing my whole body apart. I felt as if something was stuck inside my body up to my stomach.
"Tears rolled off my eyes as the sensation triggered all my senses in my body. My body was shivering and throbbing a little. Beads of sweat and perspiration stuck out all over our body. My neat plaited hair had gone to ripples.
I was nearing the first continuous third orgasm in my life, and it was going to be the wildest in my life. I felt like yelling aloud in pleasure, which I had never done before. I just grabbed my bread and squeezed them as much as I could. It was large, hardest and reddish by now.
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