Now, I was also there. I used to study sincerely throughout the day. Bhabhi also did not use to disturb me. But, we used to have lunch and afternoon tea (that's a practice in India) together. After getting up from her siesta (afternoon nap), bhabhi used to come to my room and inquire regarding my preparation. We used to talk about it a bit and I used to ask her for a tea together.
Normally, she was always ready for it. We used to carry on discussion over tea. On that fateful day, bhabhi had a short afternoon nap and she got up early. When bhabhi went to my room as usual, she found the door locked. Inside, I had undressed fully and was standing there absolutely naked. My cock was fully erect.
I had held it in my hand and was playing with it vigorously. I was making some strange voices (may be see got attracted with that). Suddenly, I found that somebody is peeping from the window. It must be bhabhi so I continued. Bhabhi must be enjoying my masturbation with my erect cock in my hand. I found her looking at it so closely with her naked eyes.
Oh, what a scene!!! A young man, in his full youth, and having a muscular body built by regular exercises was standing, ABSOLUTELY NAKED!! Mere my bare chest was enough to kindle sexy feelings in a girl. While here my thighs were also visible. Very well shaped thighs!! Wow!!! And a fully erect cock in between those thighs!!! My God!!!
I thought she will come and scold me but she stood there and went on observing that interesting spectacle. Window was only slightly opened, so she thought I could not spot her. Her full attention was in what I was doing and went doing it with full fervor. Even my face was worth having a look. Extreme desire for sex was clearly visible.
My cock was getting bigger and harder. After some time, I ejected. Bhabhi must be wet that day. After some days my cousin left for 10 days tour. My mind was now stuck on her as she must need sex. My body was eager to fuck her hard. But how do I tell her? It was full of danger. She was a well mannered lady.
She may refuse my offer, and my image in front of my cousin also may get spoiled. I was thinking of some plan and next day onwards I found some changes in the bhabhi dressing. I easily make out this with comparing to her last week's dressing style when my cousin was there and from old album photos (mainly the old blouses) which she showed to me sometime back.
Indian women wear saree and Blouse. Saree is a long cloth wrapped around to cover body from waist to legs and pallu is its part that covers boobs, Blouse are a sewn fitment that is sewn as per boob size.) Actually, she took out an old low cut blouse. Compared to that, her boob's size was increased by now. (Probably due to their being squeezed up by my cousin daily!!)
Somehow she managed to wear that blouse, by pressing and pushing her boobs in. It being a low cut blouse, her cleavage was fully visible. And because she had pushed boobs in by force, their visible portion stood up and became eye catcher. I was able to understand this when the old blouse album photo came in my mind while masturbating.
She wore the saree also in such a way that the visible portion of her boobs remained visible. It did not get covered by pallu. She called me for breakfast. I came and started having breakfast, but did not show her that I notice her changes. She had kept all items in my dish in small quantities only. I finished the plate fast and asked for more. She stood up and came near to serve me.
She was on my right and had kept all the items on my left. She stood near my right side and bent to collect items from my left. Obviously, in that position, her boobs were now very near to my face. Now, I saw them...and my gaze just got stuck there. Those fair full bloomed boobs..... and her entire cleavage visible through the low cut blouse......
I just could not stop staring at what I was seeing. I behaved naturally, as if I am not aware of all. She took a deep breath and slowly released it. It resulted in a great sexy movement of her boobs. I was so much lost in them, that I never knew when she served my plate. She told me, pyare devarji (dear brother-in-law), have your breakfast, please.
I got started and changing my attention went on having s breakfast quietly. But, I kept a vigil on her. My eyes and mind was going to her boobs again and again. I was guessing her plan but was not sure what she is going to do. Second day onwards, she daily brought about minor changes in her dressing.
On that second day, she wore a similar low cut blouse, a sleeveless one. Now, her fair and shapely arms were also visible to me. Third day, she wore a very transparent blouse, through which her black bra was clearly visible. Now, I had formed a habit of looking at her boobs regularly, though not directly. I was still guessing her plan.
Fourth day onwards she stopped wearing bra altogether. The blouses continued to be sleeveless, low cut, transparent ones. I was able to make out this as she was trying to give me a message. Fifth day, she wore an altered blouse by cutting them from sides in such a way that now when she wore them, apart from her cleavage, her boobs were visible from sides also.
Throughout all this period, she was still keeping the items on my left, so that while serving me she had to come near me and bend herself. She started bending so much that I used to feel her warm breath and at times she used to bend so much to collect the items that my face used to touch her boobs. Now, the lust was clearly visible in my eyes too.
I was waiting when she will come to me without blouse..... Sixth day she wore the Saree also quiet low, so that her naval portion was also visible more. As usual, I went on stealing gazes to look at her heavy boobs she went on moving them seductively through her breath. She did some setting and while serving the blouse hook broke in front of me.
Her boobs, which she had pressed and pushed inside the smaller size blouse, came out with a spring effect. I had a full view of them. She pretended to be ashamed and went in her bedroom, rectified it and came back. It was worth looking at me now, with my feelings writ large over my face. I had a hard on and was thinking to masturbate...
Same day after lunch, bhabhi slept in the hall instead of her bedroom. When I peeped searching for her I found that she had brought a book, a novel, based upon illicit relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law (Devar-Bhabhi). It must have contained detailed description of intimate physical relationship between them.
She kept the book on the adjoining table, as if she went to sleep while reading it. The book was kept on the table in half open manner with front and back covers visible in such a way that when anyone lifts the book, those very pages are visible. As if she read up to there and went to sleep. She was lying on sofa, pretending to be sleeping. She had lifted her saree above her left knee.
It was now time for daily afternoon tea. But, she did not get up. After waiting for me for some time, I (acted like) came out of my room to tell her about tea. I came and saw that she is fast asleep. I came near and lifted the book. As I read it, I got horny. I read those titillating pages intentionally left for me and got all charged up.
Now she changed her side in sleep. While changing, she lifted her left leg from knee. Her saree which was up to knee now fell down. Her shapely fair thigh was now clearly visible. I looked from the corner of my eyes. I was in shorts and my cock was bulging under the shorts. I had the book in one hand and I inserted second hand inside my shorts and grabbed my throbbing tool.
I went on reading for some time and also looking at her thigh and boobs. I found bhabhi sleeping so did not dare to do anything but clearly came to know her intentions. I was back in my room thinking of those creamy white thighs. I was masturbating again. She saw as earlier. So, I was wrong and she was not sleeping on sofa and was observing me.
Today, my cock had grown like anything and was enjoying the masturbation. I ejected after some time and got calm. Seventh day morning, bhabhi took her cloths and towel & went to my room. She told me, geyser in her bathroom is not working (later I confirmed that she removed electrical fuse of her room), so, she have to take bath in the bathroom attached to my room. I nodded.
She went in. After some time, she came out with only towel wrapped around her body. At the top end, it just covered her nipples. Half of her boobs were visible. At bottom end, it just covered her pussy. Her legs were visible from thighs onwards. Her head was still wet and water was dripping from her hairs, travelling down over her curves. She was looking very sexy.
I guess she had masturbated while bathing. It was a hot day, so I was standing below fan, wearing only shorts. She looked at me. I had never seen me so much of her flash. I stood there only. Dropping all hesitation, she also dared to look at me continuously. She saw the book on my bed and took the chance to ask me, how did you find the book?
I said, quiet interesting......but such things happen only in stories. Then she told me, but the stories are also derived from society, isn't it.......And Mahendra got Veena, because he dared. (Mahendra and Veena were names of Devar - Bhabhi characters in that novel.) It is the man, who has to take the lead, always.
Even Veena was so much horny, but she took part only when Mahendra started it. I got the clue.......and moved towards her. I understood, at last she was about to get what she longed for. Her weeks long planning had paid. She came near. She lifted both her hands and moved across her wet and spread hair, she put them on her ears and cheeks.
She pressed them and lifted her face using them. I was looking at her with lustful eyes. She bent towards me and planted her lips on my lips. I got thrilled.
Normally, she was always ready for it. We used to carry on discussion over tea. On that fateful day, bhabhi had a short afternoon nap and she got up early. When bhabhi went to my room as usual, she found the door locked. Inside, I had undressed fully and was standing there absolutely naked. My cock was fully erect.
I had held it in my hand and was playing with it vigorously. I was making some strange voices (may be see got attracted with that). Suddenly, I found that somebody is peeping from the window. It must be bhabhi so I continued. Bhabhi must be enjoying my masturbation with my erect cock in my hand. I found her looking at it so closely with her naked eyes.
Oh, what a scene!!! A young man, in his full youth, and having a muscular body built by regular exercises was standing, ABSOLUTELY NAKED!! Mere my bare chest was enough to kindle sexy feelings in a girl. While here my thighs were also visible. Very well shaped thighs!! Wow!!! And a fully erect cock in between those thighs!!! My God!!!
I thought she will come and scold me but she stood there and went on observing that interesting spectacle. Window was only slightly opened, so she thought I could not spot her. Her full attention was in what I was doing and went doing it with full fervor. Even my face was worth having a look. Extreme desire for sex was clearly visible.
My cock was getting bigger and harder. After some time, I ejected. Bhabhi must be wet that day. After some days my cousin left for 10 days tour. My mind was now stuck on her as she must need sex. My body was eager to fuck her hard. But how do I tell her? It was full of danger. She was a well mannered lady.
She may refuse my offer, and my image in front of my cousin also may get spoiled. I was thinking of some plan and next day onwards I found some changes in the bhabhi dressing. I easily make out this with comparing to her last week's dressing style when my cousin was there and from old album photos (mainly the old blouses) which she showed to me sometime back.
Indian women wear saree and Blouse. Saree is a long cloth wrapped around to cover body from waist to legs and pallu is its part that covers boobs, Blouse are a sewn fitment that is sewn as per boob size.) Actually, she took out an old low cut blouse. Compared to that, her boob's size was increased by now. (Probably due to their being squeezed up by my cousin daily!!)
Somehow she managed to wear that blouse, by pressing and pushing her boobs in. It being a low cut blouse, her cleavage was fully visible. And because she had pushed boobs in by force, their visible portion stood up and became eye catcher. I was able to understand this when the old blouse album photo came in my mind while masturbating.
She wore the saree also in such a way that the visible portion of her boobs remained visible. It did not get covered by pallu. She called me for breakfast. I came and started having breakfast, but did not show her that I notice her changes. She had kept all items in my dish in small quantities only. I finished the plate fast and asked for more. She stood up and came near to serve me.
She was on my right and had kept all the items on my left. She stood near my right side and bent to collect items from my left. Obviously, in that position, her boobs were now very near to my face. Now, I saw them...and my gaze just got stuck there. Those fair full bloomed boobs..... and her entire cleavage visible through the low cut blouse......
I just could not stop staring at what I was seeing. I behaved naturally, as if I am not aware of all. She took a deep breath and slowly released it. It resulted in a great sexy movement of her boobs. I was so much lost in them, that I never knew when she served my plate. She told me, pyare devarji (dear brother-in-law), have your breakfast, please.
I got started and changing my attention went on having s breakfast quietly. But, I kept a vigil on her. My eyes and mind was going to her boobs again and again. I was guessing her plan but was not sure what she is going to do. Second day onwards, she daily brought about minor changes in her dressing.
On that second day, she wore a similar low cut blouse, a sleeveless one. Now, her fair and shapely arms were also visible to me. Third day, she wore a very transparent blouse, through which her black bra was clearly visible. Now, I had formed a habit of looking at her boobs regularly, though not directly. I was still guessing her plan.
Fourth day onwards she stopped wearing bra altogether. The blouses continued to be sleeveless, low cut, transparent ones. I was able to make out this as she was trying to give me a message. Fifth day, she wore an altered blouse by cutting them from sides in such a way that now when she wore them, apart from her cleavage, her boobs were visible from sides also.
Throughout all this period, she was still keeping the items on my left, so that while serving me she had to come near me and bend herself. She started bending so much that I used to feel her warm breath and at times she used to bend so much to collect the items that my face used to touch her boobs. Now, the lust was clearly visible in my eyes too.
I was waiting when she will come to me without blouse..... Sixth day she wore the Saree also quiet low, so that her naval portion was also visible more. As usual, I went on stealing gazes to look at her heavy boobs she went on moving them seductively through her breath. She did some setting and while serving the blouse hook broke in front of me.
Her boobs, which she had pressed and pushed inside the smaller size blouse, came out with a spring effect. I had a full view of them. She pretended to be ashamed and went in her bedroom, rectified it and came back. It was worth looking at me now, with my feelings writ large over my face. I had a hard on and was thinking to masturbate...
Same day after lunch, bhabhi slept in the hall instead of her bedroom. When I peeped searching for her I found that she had brought a book, a novel, based upon illicit relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law (Devar-Bhabhi). It must have contained detailed description of intimate physical relationship between them.
She kept the book on the adjoining table, as if she went to sleep while reading it. The book was kept on the table in half open manner with front and back covers visible in such a way that when anyone lifts the book, those very pages are visible. As if she read up to there and went to sleep. She was lying on sofa, pretending to be sleeping. She had lifted her saree above her left knee.
It was now time for daily afternoon tea. But, she did not get up. After waiting for me for some time, I (acted like) came out of my room to tell her about tea. I came and saw that she is fast asleep. I came near and lifted the book. As I read it, I got horny. I read those titillating pages intentionally left for me and got all charged up.
Now she changed her side in sleep. While changing, she lifted her left leg from knee. Her saree which was up to knee now fell down. Her shapely fair thigh was now clearly visible. I looked from the corner of my eyes. I was in shorts and my cock was bulging under the shorts. I had the book in one hand and I inserted second hand inside my shorts and grabbed my throbbing tool.
I went on reading for some time and also looking at her thigh and boobs. I found bhabhi sleeping so did not dare to do anything but clearly came to know her intentions. I was back in my room thinking of those creamy white thighs. I was masturbating again. She saw as earlier. So, I was wrong and she was not sleeping on sofa and was observing me.
Today, my cock had grown like anything and was enjoying the masturbation. I ejected after some time and got calm. Seventh day morning, bhabhi took her cloths and towel & went to my room. She told me, geyser in her bathroom is not working (later I confirmed that she removed electrical fuse of her room), so, she have to take bath in the bathroom attached to my room. I nodded.
She went in. After some time, she came out with only towel wrapped around her body. At the top end, it just covered her nipples. Half of her boobs were visible. At bottom end, it just covered her pussy. Her legs were visible from thighs onwards. Her head was still wet and water was dripping from her hairs, travelling down over her curves. She was looking very sexy.
I guess she had masturbated while bathing. It was a hot day, so I was standing below fan, wearing only shorts. She looked at me. I had never seen me so much of her flash. I stood there only. Dropping all hesitation, she also dared to look at me continuously. She saw the book on my bed and took the chance to ask me, how did you find the book?
I said, quiet interesting......but such things happen only in stories. Then she told me, but the stories are also derived from society, isn't it.......And Mahendra got Veena, because he dared. (Mahendra and Veena were names of Devar - Bhabhi characters in that novel.) It is the man, who has to take the lead, always.
Even Veena was so much horny, but she took part only when Mahendra started it. I got the clue.......and moved towards her. I understood, at last she was about to get what she longed for. Her weeks long planning had paid. She came near. She lifted both her hands and moved across her wet and spread hair, she put them on her ears and cheeks.
She pressed them and lifted her face using them. I was looking at her with lustful eyes. She bent towards me and planted her lips on my lips. I got thrilled.