Hey friends and sexy bhabhis, I’m Shanu from Punjab. I’m 20 years old, 6 feet tall, with a slim body and six-pack abs from sweating it out 2-3 hours daily in the gym. My skin is fair, and my looks make college girls go weak in the knees. This is my first story, so forgive any slip-ups. This hot tale is about my first sex with my real bhabhi, Purnima, and it’s so steamy that your cock and pussy won’t stay dry after reading it.
At home, it’s just me, my elder brother, and his newlywed wife, Purnima bhabhi. She’s 24, with a figure like Hansika Motwani—36-30-38, milky fair skin, and curves that could drive anyone crazy. Her big eyes, pink lips, and long hair swaying down to her waist make her a total bombshell. My brother, 28, works a big job in a company and is often away on tours. Punjabi girls are known for their full, curvy bodies and spicy food, and bhabhi was a living proof of that.
When my brother got married, bhabhi’s figure wasn’t anything special. I always saw her with respect. But you know how it is—youthful lust and the pull of a hot pussy and cock can’t stay apart for long. A year after their marriage, bhabhi’s body became so full and sexy that every move of hers sparked desire. Her walk had this seductive sway, her hips moving like they were calling me. My cock, which used to feel small in my hand, had grown to 8 inches long and 4 inches thick. Holding it made me feel like a king.
One morning, I was running late for college. I barged into bhabhi’s room, shouting, “Bhabhi, where’s my breakfast? I’m late!” No reply came. Looking for her, I reached her bathroom and, by mistake, flung the door open. The sight froze me. Bhabhi was in just a black panty, rubbing soap on her big, fair boobs with one hand and pouring water with the other. Her pink nipples, shiny with soap, stood out, and my cock shot up in my pants. Her thighs were so thick and juicy that her panty barely covered her round ass. The bathing stool was hidden under her massive hips.
Seeing me, bhabhi gasped and covered her boobs, yelling, “Shanu, what the hell? Get out!” I was lost in her glowing, milky body, but her scolding snapped me out, and I ran outside. All day at college, I couldn’t stop thinking about what my brother must have done to make her body so full and fuckable. My cock kept getting hard, and I was dying to jerk off in the bathroom.
Back home that evening, I saw bhabhi in the kitchen. For the first time, I looked at her with lust. She wore a tight black legging and a red kurta that ended at her waist. Her hips were so wide and curvy that they jiggled with every step. I was staring from my room when she turned and caught me. Her eyes fell on the tent in my pants, and she turned away angrily. I got scared she’d tell my brother about my staring.
For the next three-four days, bhabhi didn’t talk to me. I kept stealing glances at her. One day, I peeked through the keyhole of her room. She’d just bathed and was wrapped in a sheer red chunni. Her fair boobs and ass were clearly visible through it. As she stood in front of the mirror, combing her hair, her hips swayed like two big balls rubbing together. I got so horny that I rushed to the bathroom and started jerking off, thinking of her pussy and ass. For over half an hour, I stroked my cock, lost in lust. Suddenly, bhabhi walked into my room and opened the bathroom door. My 8-inch cock was in full view. Her eyes widened, and an “Aaahh” escaped her lips. She slammed the door and ran to her room.
I was dying of shame. Later, she scolded me, “Shanu, what’s this nonsense? Fix your habits, or I’ll tell your brother!” I shot back, “Bhabhi, I messed up by entering your bathroom, but you barged into mine too!” She went quiet and walked to the hall, her hips swaying sexily.
The next day, I learned my brother was leaving for a three-four-day office trip. It was just me and bhabhi at home. I was thrilled, but she seemed nervous. After dinner, we went to our rooms. I couldn’t sleep, jerking off thinking of bhabhi calling me to her room. I fell asleep stroking my cock. At 10 AM, bhabhi woke me up, “Shanu, have breakfast!” She handed me a big banana. I joked, “Bhabhi, how will I eat such a big banana?” She snapped, “Don’t talk to me about big or small bananas!” and got back to work.
While I read a book, bhabhi started sweeping. When she bent down, her cleavage was fully visible. Then she started mopping, her kurta riding up, showing her ass in those tight leggings. My cock was hard again. That evening, she complained, “Shanu, my legs hurt from standing in the kitchen all day.” I seized the chance, “Bhabhi, let me massage them with oil.” She refused at first but gave in after I insisted.
She wore a maxi and lay face-down. I lifted her maxi to her knees and started massaging her fair, fleshy legs. My fingers slowly moved to her thighs. I pushed the maxi higher, revealing her black panty. She quickly pulled it down and snapped, “Shanu, what’s this? Give me the oil and go to your room!” I apologized, but I could sense she was getting aroused, just holding back because of her pativrata vows.
The next day, I heard her scream from the bathroom. I rushed in and saw her slipped on the floor, wearing only a panty, her boobs bare, groaning in pain from her back. I lifted her in my arms. Her back hurt so much she couldn’t speak. As I carried her down the stairs, my cock brushed against her panty. I deliberately pressed her boobs. She glared but stayed quiet due to the pain.
I laid her on my bed and said, “I’ll call a doctor.” She refused and asked for a back-pain cream from her cupboard. I got it, but she couldn’t reach her back. I offered, “Bhabhi, let me apply it.” She hesitated but agreed. She lay face-down, only in her panty. I rubbed the cream on her back, my hands sliding to her hips. Her panty barely covered her big ass.
Suddenly, she said, “Shanu, why don’t you talk openly with me?” I asked, “What do you mean, bhabhi?” She laughed, “You never told me about that tent!” pointing at my cock. I blushed. She added, “Control your lust, save it for your wife. She’ll be so lucky!” I asked, “What do you mean?” She giggled, “Your tent is so big and thick, she’ll be lucky.” I teased, “What about bhai’s?” She said, “Half of yours!” I was overjoyed.
I joked, “Bhabhi, what else is this tent called?” She blushed, “Don’t act so innocent! It’s a cock, you idiot!” We laughed. She said, “Cream’s done, I’ll get dressed.” I seized the moment, “Bhabhi, why don’t you enjoy this before my wife?” She got mad, “Shanu, are you mad? I’m like your mother!” I said, “Bhabhi, in this heat, those vows don’t matter.” She smiled and started dressing.
I pulled her to me and pushed her onto the bed. I yanked off her panty. She was fully naked, her fair, glowing body, tight pussy, and round ass driving me wild. She pleaded, “Shanu, please, this is wrong.” But I was beyond control. I stripped to my underwear. She laughed, “This is unfair!” and pulled it off. Seeing my 8-inch cock, she gasped, “Oh my God, so big and thick! At this age, imagine what it’ll be by your marriage!”
I laid her on the bed and kissed her lips. They were so soft, I got lost. Our tongues danced, and she moaned, “Aaahh, Shanu…” I kissed her neck, then her boobs. Her pink nipples were hard. I sucked one, squeezing the other. “Umm… Shanu, what are you doing?” she moaned, her voice dripping with lust. I kissed her stomach, tonguing her navel, making her squirm. “Shanu, please… go slow,” she groaned. I moved to her thighs, kissing them till I reached her pussy. It was pink, tight, and clean. I licked it gently. “Aaahh… Shanu, what… ohh!” Her body shook. I sucked her clit, and she moaned louder, “Umm… aaahh… Shanu, stop!” But her voice begged for more.
I licked her pussy for 10 minutes, her juices flowing. She pulled my hair, “Shanu, I can’t take it!” She grabbed my cock, “God, so thick… how will it fit?” She laughed and sucked it like a lollipop. “Umm… mm…” Her moans made my cock harder. She took it deep, and I held her hair, increasing her pace.
I spread her legs and rubbed my cock on her wet pussy. “Aaahh… Shanu, slow!” she moaned. I pushed gently, my cockhead entering. “Aaahh!” she screamed. I kissed her boobs and slid half my cock in. “Ohh… Shanu, it’s too big!” she squirmed. With one hard thrust, my full 8 inches went in. “Aaahh… I’m dead!” Tears rolled down her eyes, but I didn’t stop. “Thap… thap…” My thrusts echoed. Her pussy was so tight, it gripped my cock. “Aaahh… Shanu, slow… uff!” she moaned. I squeezed her boobs, sucking her nipples. “Bhabhi, your pussy’s so tight… feels amazing!” I said. She blushed, “Shut up, you idiot, just fuck!”
I fucked her in missionary for 15 minutes. Then I said, “Bhabhi, get on all fours.” She panicked, “No, Shanu, my pussy’s already hurting, don’t fuck my ass!” I laughed, “Don’t worry, just your pussy.” She got into doggy, her big ass in front of me. I slid my cock in her pussy. “Aaahh… Shanu!” she screamed. “Thap… thap…” My thrusts got louder. I slapped her ass, making her moan louder.
In the heat, I got naughty. I pulled out and pushed my cock against her asshole. The tip went in. “Aaahh… Shanu, what the fuck!” she screamed. “Sorry, bhabhi, my mistake!” I said, but I spat on her ass and pushed half my cock in. “Uff… I’m dying… Shanu, take it out!” she yelled. I thrust slowly, fucking her ass for 10 minutes. It was so tight, my cock felt every inch.
I flipped her back to missionary and fucked her pussy. “Aaahh… Shanu, you’ll kill me!” she moaned. I put her legs on my shoulders and pounded hard. “Thap… thap…” The room was filled with our moans and fucking sounds. Then I fucked her sideways, her lying on one side, me thrusting from behind. “Umm… aaahh… Shanu, this feels so good!” she moaned.
For 40 minutes, I fucked her in missionary, doggy, side, and cowgirl. In cowgirl, she rode my cock, her boobs bouncing. “Aaahh… Shanu, your cock’s tearing my pussy!” she screamed. I grabbed her hips, speeding her up. Finally, in doggy again, I fucked her hard. “Aaahh… Shanu, I’m cumming!” she screamed, her pussy clenching my cock. “Bhabhi, me too…” I said and came inside her pussy.
We collapsed, panting. She said, “Shanu, this is our first and last time.” I nodded, “Okay, bhabhi.” But deep down, I knew this was the best moment of my life. What happened next, I’ll tell you in the next story.
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