Wonderful Journey With Bhabhi – Part 13

This will be short and fast. Sorry, I was really, really busy, and thank you guys for mailing me.

Hi Krishna, this part is dedicated to you. If you’re wondering who he is – yes, guys, he’s one of my readers.

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After a trip to Shimoga and a fantastic pussy-licking session with my bhabhi, we finally reached home in Bangalore. Of course, we were exhausted, and I took two days to rest because I’d had sex with my bhabhi.

For the next two days, there were no romantic sessions – only eating and sleeping.

I didn’t have a job and was looking to start my own business, so I was still trying to come up with a solid plan to earn money. I was roaming around with a group of friends.

I was so deeply involved in planning that I even forgot I had a bhabhi. Finally, after three days, I planned to open a grocery shop that would also stock all vegetables and ration items.

None of my friends from college liked my plan, so nobody was interested in investing. I needed a large amount of money because I was planning to start a big shop, and I also needed a trustworthy boy to help me.

I asked at home. My mom said OK, and Dad was half-OK. They offered some money; I had some savings, but I was still short. So I asked a friend — who is that trustworthy boy?

He’d completed college and was already working in a grocery shop. We were school friends; in fact, he’s the one who gave me the idea. He couldn’t bring his share of the money due to some emergency.

Now, I had to ask my brother for the remaining money. Uff… again, I had to convince my bhabhi to get it done. So, I told her everything and asked her, “Bhabhi, when will you ask bro about this?”

Bhabhi: You did engineering and you’ll really do this kind of job?

Me: Then what should I do? No one is giving me a job.

Bhabhi: OK, Pradu… I will ask him.

The next day, my brother asked me how much I wanted. I said 1 lakh. He immediately said no and that he would give 50 thousand, but he couldn’t give the rest.

So I collected all the money and deposited it in my account. I was waiting for the other 50 thousand to be added to my account.

One morning, my bhabhi came to my room and whispered, “Get up, Pradeep!”

Me: Wow, what a sexy voice, Bhabhi.

Bhabhi: OK, enough. Get up and bring milk from the shop. (In a normal voice.)

She was the one who usually brought the milk every day.

Me: Yeah, Bhabhi… I want some milk too. First, give me yours.

She slapped me very hard. I was shocked and asked why.

Bhabhi: My college friend is over. Behave yourself, Pradeep.

Me: You slapped me, huh? Wait and see what I’ll do today. But first, I’ll bring the milk.

Bhabhi: I know what you’ll do. Enough with the overacting. Now go.

I saw my bhabhi’s friend as I passed through the hall. She had a good figure. In my opinion, I could have her for two to three days straight — she was that hot.

I brought the milk, and my bhabhi made tea for us. They both started chatting in my bhabhi’s room and later began cooking breakfast.

My bhabhi usually took a bath after cooking, around 9 a.m. I was sitting in the hall and heard my bhabhi say to her friend, “OK, dear… I’ll take a bath and come out. You can make that pallya by then.”

She said ‘OK’ to my bhabhi. I immediately ran into her room and from there to her bathroom, standing behind the door and waiting for her.

A few seconds later, my bhabhi came and closed the door. Right after she did, I hugged her tightly. She was shocked and started hitting my back with her hands for scaring her.

Wow, after hugging her, I smelled her body fragrance — it was so damn appealing. As she hit me, I crushed her boobs with my chest. Oh, God… how soft a woman’s body is. I was on cloud nine just from hugging her.

She was asking me to let go. I released her.

Bhabhi: What?! Are you out of your mind? My friend has come to see me, and this is how you act?

Me: Oh, are you saying I should hug her too?

Bhabhi: I’ll kill you if you touch her. I’m telling you, behave yourself when someone is in the house.

Me: I’ll try, Bhabhi… but not now. Next time.

Bhabhi: No, go out now!

Me: No!

Bhabhi: You dirty fellow.

Me: I know!

Bhabhi: Please, Pradeep… go.

Me: Bhabhi, if you cooperate, I’ll finish within five minutes.

Bhabhi: So fast, huh?

Me: You want it slow, huh?

Bhabhi: You naughty fellow. Look at how you’re talking to your bhabhi.

Then she kissed me on the cheek and told me to go now, and that we could do this “five-minute work” tomorrow.

Me: No, Bhabhi… I can’t wait.

Bhabhi: Look at me. I’m tired. I have to take a bath, have breakfast, and then I’ll have some energy.

Me: OK… I’ll help you take a bath.

Bhabhi: I know what kind of help you’ll do. Anyway, you won’t leave until you get what you want, so why should I waste my energy?

I was damn happy. I pulled down her sari pallu. I could see her boobs trying to burst out of her blouse and her stomach with its round navel. I completely removed her sari and hung it on a hanger in the bathroom.

I stood behind her, pushed her under the shower, and adjusted the water so it was falling on both of us. Her blouse and petticoat got completely wet, as did my clothes. From behind, I removed her blouse, moved my hands to her navel, untied her petticoat, and it fell to the floor.

She was in her blue lingerie. I turned her toward me and saw that she had closed her eyes. I applied shampoo to her hair and washed it, then applied face wash to her face. After rinsing, I moved my lips toward her chin and started licking it, then moved toward her lips.

I started sucking her lips. She wasn’t doing anything, so I unhooked her bra and started pressing her boobs. Now she was starting to react to my sucking. Oh, God, her lips!

I stopped sucking her lips, went behind her, and applied soap to the upper part of her body, down to her navel, massaging her slowly with my hands.

In between, I would kiss her neck, bite her ear, and pinch her nipples. She would struggle with my actions, and suddenly she turned toward me and started sucking my lips wildly.

I had been waiting for that wild action, so I started sucking her back just as hard. In the middle of it, I pulled her thong down and started applying soap between her legs.

She was sucking my lips even more wildly, so I started rubbing her pussy hard. She suddenly stopped sucking my lips and held my shoulders tightly.

Bhabhi: Oh, God!

I kept rubbing her pussy hard, and she was murmuring, “Oh God, oh God.”

Suddenly, I inserted the finger I had been using to rub her pussy inside her. She cried out, “Ahhhhhhh!”

I moved my two fingers in and out of her pussy very hard. She was moaning, “Ahhhhhhh, God, fuck! Ohhhh, yes, oh, oh, yaa, shit. Aahh.”

She was pressing her own boobs, her eyes closed, murmuring some bad words. I started moving my fingers in and out of her pussy even faster.

She opened her eyes and said, “Yes, baby, like that. Fuck your mother bhabhi hard. Fuck it, yessss, don’t stoppppp, aahhhh!”

After about sixty seconds, her legs started shaking, and she pulled my fingers out of her pussy.

She squirted her juices onto the floor and sat down on the bathroom floor, breathing heavily. I sat on the floor too, opened her legs wide, and saw her pussy lips, all red and relaxed.

I moved toward it, kissed it, and licked it once. It tasted hot and salty. I liked it and started sucking it all like a mad dog.

She was still relaxing, but I inserted three fingers inside her pussy again and started finger-fucking her with the same speed as before.

She was saying, “No, no, please don’t do it again, Pradeep, please, I can’t.”

But after I increased my pace, she started screaming and shouting. She covered her own mouth to muffle the screams and squirted again.

This time, her whole body was shivering. I realized she needed time to get back to normal, so I left the bathroom, ran to my room, and took a bath in the other bathroom.

After 11:30, she came out of her room. At that time, I was watching TV, and her friend was in my bhabhi’s room. We all sat together at the dining table to have breakfast. I saw my bhabhi’s face; she looked tired, so I asked, “What’s wrong, Bhabhi? You look tired!”

She came toward me and hit me on the head and said, “Eat quietly.”

Bhabhi’s friend: Why are you hitting him?

Bhabhi: He’s been so mischievous lately!

Me: Yeah, I won’t stop till I get what I want.

Bhabhi: Shut up and eat now, Pradeep!

I didn’t say another word, took my plate to my room, and locked my door.

I ate in my room, finished, and left the plate in there. No one knocked on my door until 3 p.m., and I was damn hungry. It was 3:30.

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I’ll tell you what happened next in the next part.

Until then, see you… bye-bye.

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