Fucking hot married girl – I

By   August 9, 2017
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I am Pawan, a happily married man of 32 years age having one child and have a very strong sex drive. After reading so many stories on This site, I felt that I should share my sexperience which I had long ago, at the age of 26. That time I was in Mumbai, staying with my uncle at Andheri, for getting a certificate in A/c and Refrigeration through a institute from Dadar, after passing out of a diploma course. so here is my sexy bhabhi kahani.


Now, I will come to the point. I met a gentleman of age 37 yrs called Sandip (name changed for safety) in the institute, who was an instructor in electronics trade, in that institute. He was belonging to my caste and hence he had a special attention towards me. I was calling him as ‘Sir’. After one month during course, which was of six months, one Saturday he called me to come to his home.

Since I was respecting him, I agreed for the offer and told my uncle that I am going to a friend’s home to stay till Sunday evening and went to his home at Thane with him after the classes. When we reached his house, one lady in sleeve less blouse and saree opened the door. After entering the house,Sir introduced me to that lady as she his wife Smitha.

I greeted her with a smile and she also smiled back. She was 29 yrs, 5’5″ with milky white complexion. The flat was 2BHK on second floor and I was shown the second bed room for settle down for the day. I went to bath room, got freshened up, wore a bermuda and came to the hall,I was surprised to see Smitha has changed to a half sleeve blouse.

I tried not to show my expression, but I think she noticed the change in expression of my face. Everything went fine and we had the dinner at about 9.30 PM and The couple, sorry for not telling that they had a son of 1 year old, Suhas, retired for sleep along with their child. I was watching cricket on TV for the name sake and thinking about Smitha.

Even though she was in sleeveless blouse, when we entered the house, I could not see her open body, except hands, as she was covering body very well with saree. But, I could feel that, she had a good figure and was thinking that how can I see her assets. At around about 11.30 PM, Smitha came out and asked me that ‘why you are not sleeping’.

I told her that ‘Bhabhi, I will sleep after this match’. She also watched the match for a while, during which I was watching her left boob through blouse, which was now little open due to loose pallu and found that the size of it was like big size MOSAMBI. It was firm and round, may be due to bra. Looking at that, my member in the bermuda started getting a hard on.

Since it was bermuda, she could not see my bulge. When she turned to look at me, I was watching the TV and she could not notice my survey of her boob. She told me to sleep and went to sleep. I immediately put off the TV, went to toilet and shagged thinking of fucking Smitha. To tell you friends, it was a great feeling to shag thinking of fucking to her. I shagged twice and went to sleep.

Next day when I got up at around about 9.00AM, I found that ‘Sir’ was not there and Smitha told me that he has gone to the institute for some work and will return by Lunch, at about 01.00PM. She served me with the breakfast. She asked me whether I am feeling lonely due to Sir’s absence. I told her that ‘when you are around, why should I feel lonely?’ She was blushed and just smiled at me.

After the breakfast I took the plates and started cleaning them. She immediately closed the tap and told me that ‘you are guest in this house and you should not do all these things. This is my job’. I told her that ‘I am comfortable doing all these thing as I do same at my uncle’s place’. She told that ‘You can do anything at your uncle’s house. Here you are a guest and should not do all these things’.

And told me to go to hall and watch TV. I asked her ‘Is there any problem to you if I stay here? It is better to be with you than watching the TV programmes’. She looked at me in a different way and told me that ‘Your Sir does not like men to be in the kitchen when women are working’. She had cleverly hinted me, without uttering the words, that, she did not have any problem for my being in the kitchen, if it is not known to Sir.

I told her that ‘do not worry bhabhi, before Sir’s arrival I will be in the hall. He would not come to know that I was with you in the kitchen. I hope you have no objection for me to be with you’. She just smiled and continued her work. She gave me some job of cutting the vegetables and during the time I told her so many jokes, all family type, which she enjoyed a lot.

I was totally enjoying her beauty, which was clearly visible due to her loose pallu and lifting the saree up for ease of working. Upper portion of her breasts and leg portion was clearly visible. She had very fair and smooth skin. It was a great feeling and my cock was hard as rock in my undies, which she could not notice due to bermuda.

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So many times I felt like hugging her from behind and pressing her boobs while grinding my croach to her protruding bum cheeks. Somehow I controlled myself and went to toilet and shagged. By that time it was 12.30 PM and she told me go to hall and watch TV, as it was time for Sir to come. She told me that ‘Thank you for your company.

I did not know how the time passed, which otherwise I would be waiting to finish the work’. I told her by bending, with my right hand on my chest ‘It is my pleasure. You are most welcome’, in my mind I was saying that ‘Try my small brother once…You will always want company of my small brother’ and I went to hall and started watching TV.

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Sir came at about 01.30 PM and smiled at me and told me that ‘sorry that I could not tell you that I am going to institute. Did you have any problem?’ I said ‘No Sir, I was watching the TV programmers’ He told me not call him Sir at home, but to call him as Uncle. We had lunch and slept. In the evening I left to Andheri after having tea. The actual story starts now.

On Thursday, Sir, whom I started calling as Uncle, told me to come to his house on Saturday and to stay for 10 days, as he was going to outstation for official work. He also told me that earlier he used to leave his wife and child at her sister’s place in Dombivali, who was staying with her husband, two children and her mother in law in a 1BHK flat.