They laughed. Vicky hugged her and kissed her lips. She kissed him back, feeling the friendly love they had shared for many years. He squeezed the soft and smooth skin on the sides of her bare waist and moved his hands up to her breasts. His hands cupped her breasts through the blouse and bra. He gently broke the kiss and tried to unhook the hooks of her blouse. She helped him remove the hooks, and removed her blouse and bra. He quickly grabbed her bare breasts and squeezed them. Her breasts were swollen, and her nipples had become hard with arousal. As he squeezed her breasts, he could feel her rigid nipples poking in his palms. He bent down to her breasts, moved the saree, which was partially covering her left breast, and sucked her nipple. She felt his tongue lick her sensitive nipples and his lips sucking in a greedy way. She moaned and stroked his hair. He sucked for a short time and moved to her other breast. He sucked the stiff nipple of her right breast while squeezing her left breast. The sucking of his mouth and the licking of his tongue on her nipple caused sparks of pleasure to flow through her body. His breath was hot against her flesh, inflaming her desires. She moaned with pleasure, thinking it would be so good to get pregnant with Vicky’s child. She pushed the thought aside quickly, remembering she’d already decided it wasn’t possible because Vicky looked nothing like her husband. She didn’t want Rahul and their relatives to suspect her if she gave birth to a child who didn’t look like Rahul or her. She had considered other men she knew but she had concluded Rakesh was her only hope because of his resemblance to his brother.
Vicky stopped sucking her nipple and lifted her saree and petticoat. She held her clothes above her hips. He pulled her panties down and dropped it down to her feet. She shook it off her feet.
“I’ll do it without the condom a few times. I’ll wear the condom before coming,” Vicky said.
“Don’t like doing it with a condom, huh?” Neha asked.
“It’s been a long time. I want to feel you,” Vicky said.
“I understand, Vicky,” Neha said. “But be careful. If I get pregnant with your child, my husband will divorce me.”
Vicky laughed. “I’ll be careful,” he assured her.
She held her saree and petticoat above her buttocks and bent over on the makeup bench in front of the mirror. She kept her elbows on the bench and looked at their reflection in the mirror.
“Wow! Neha. I love your ass,” he said.
“I know,” she said and smiled, looking at him in the mirror.
He bent and planted gentle kisses on the smooth skin of her soft ass cheeks. Then he stood straight, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled it down with his underwear. He dug the fingers of his left hand in the groove between her ass cheeks. She shivered as his fingers touched a very sensitive part of her body. He caressed the smooth skin in the groove of her buttocks and gently rubbed her anus. He stroked his hard penis with his right hand and rubbed it on her soft buttocks. Then, she felt the heat of his hard cock as the cock head pressed against the lips of her vulva. And as he pushed, she moaned, “Mmm….”
She felt his prick enter her boiling pussy all the way till his crotch pressed against her buttocks. She looked at him in the mirror and smiled, happy to have him inside her vagina after a long time. He smiled, happy to be inside her after six months. He started fucking her, and her ass plunged back to meet the hard, deep thrusts of Vicky’s cock. She didn’t want him to stop, but the fear of getting pregnant with his child made her say, “Stop, Vicky. Put on a condom. I am scared.”
Vicky laughed. “Okay, okay,” he said and pulled his cock out of her vagina. He took his wallet from the makeup bench and pulled out a condom pack. He tore the packet and rolled the condom on his cock. Then he plunged his cock into her vagina.
The lips of her cunt sucked and gripped his thick cock, but the condom didn’t help her feel his warmth. It felt unnatural, like a dildo in her pussy.
Vicky began fucking her. His cock moved rapidly in and out of her tightly clasping, wet pussy hole. He fucked faster and harder, banging on her plump buttocks. Neha felt good, but she wasn’t really enjoying it. The condom had limited the sensation. But suddenly Vicky shuddered and jerked forward, burying his cock deep into her vagina. “Ahhhh…Neha!” he grunted as semen escaped his piss hole and filled the condom.
After Vicky was done, he pulled his cock out of her vagina. Neha apologised to him for insisting on using a condom. He told her it was okay, and he’ll wait till she gets pregnant with her husband’s child.
Neha was disappointed. She thought about Rakesh and felt excited to return home and have sex with him without a condom. She changed her clothes and went out of the dressing room. She said goodbye to Vicky, Priya, and a few people she knew in the studio. She left the studio happy with the job she had done but disappointed with the sex. She had always liked having sex with Vicky, but the condom had ruined everything. She rode the Scooty back home, expecting to have a good time with Rakesh.
She reached home after half an hour. Happy to be home, she went to the bedroom, undressed, and went to the attached bathroom. She had a shower and wore a light blue, sleeveless, knee-length nightie. She went to the kitchen and made tea. Then she went to the living room with her teacup and snacks. She turned on the TV and relaxed, watching the news while snacking and drinking tea.
After a few minutes, the doorbell rang. Excited, she jumped to her feet and went to the door. She opened the door and saw Rakesh. “Hi!” she said, smiling, happy to see him.
“Hello Bhabhi!” Rakesh said and entered the house.
Neha closed the door and asked, “Did you have a good day?”
“It was a busy day at the hotel,” Rakesh said, relieved to be back home.
“Are you tired?” Neha asked.
“Not too tired to make love to you,” Rakesh said and stood in front of her. He moved closer to kiss her.
Neha moved back and said, “Rakesh! Wash and freshen up first.”
Controlling himself Rakesh said, “Okay,” and went to his bedroom.
Neha smiled, wondering if he was more desperate than her. Having sex with Vicky had left her unsatisfied. She wanted to finish what Vicky had started. She went to her bedroom and stood in front of the mirror. She removed her nightie and looked at herself in the mirror. Her body hadn’t changed much after getting married. She had just put on a little weight in the right places. She wondered if she would put on more weight if she conceived.
Rakesh came to Neha’s bedroom looking for her. He saw her standing in front of the mirror completely nude. Her back was towards him. He quietly admired her beauty. Her neck, shoulders, and hands were slender; her waist was small and curved out at the flanks to meet her wide hips, which were wider than her shoulders. Her buttocks was pear-shaped and big for her slender upper body. But her big breasts balanced well with her big buttocks. She had beautifully shaped, long legs, complemented by her full thighs.
Sensing someone behind her, Neha turned around and saw Rakesh. “Why are you just standing there?” she asked.
“Admiring you, Bhabhi,” Rakesh said and went to her. He stood in front of her and moved closer. Their lips touched, and they kissed.
Rakesh put his arms around his Bhabhi’s waist and kissed her. She responded well with the same passion. He moved his right hand up to her left breast and squeezed the spongy breast. As he continued to kiss her and play with her breasts, her breasts and nipples swelled, and her vagina became wet with pussy juice. She broke the kiss and said, “Remove your clothes and lie down on the bed.”
Rakesh wasn’t sure what she was up to, but he respected his Bhabhi and obeyed her. He removed his clothes and lay on the bed naked. Neha climbed the bed and turned her back towards him. She knelt with one leg on either side of him. Her large buttocks was just a few inches above his face. Seeing his Bhabhi’s buttocks close-up, Rakesh felt very lucky to be in that position. He touched the cheeks of her buttocks and squeezed the soft flesh. He kissed her ass cheeks and rubbed his face on the soft flesh. Neha liked his loving kisses. She looked down at his cock. It had become hard. She liked the length and girth of his cock shaft and the lovely set of balls. She moaned softly and and bent over to his cock. She lowered her head and opened her mouth. She closed her mouth over his thick cockhead and sucked it.
Rakesh felt his cockhead in his Bhabhi’s mouth and felt more excited. He spread her ass cheeks apart and dug his face between the plump ass cheeks. He licked the groove between her ass cheeks and kissed her anus. He put the tip of his tongue inside her anus and attempted to push his tongue deep inside.
Neha was touched by his love for her. She took every inch of his cock inside her mouth until her nose was buried in his cock bush. Then she pulled back to his cockhead and began sucking on the knob. Her tongue swirled lovingly over his pisshole, probing into the slit, drawing out cock juice.
Rakesh penetrated her anal hole and vagina with his tongue. He kissed and licked her anus, perineum, ass cheeks, pussy lips, and her clitoris. He rubbed his face on her ass cheeks and bit the soft flesh. He kissed, sucked, and lapped juice from her pussy.
Neha loved everything Rakesh was doing to her. She sucked his cock, but she didn’t want him to come too soon in her mouth. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and turned around. She faced him and knelt with her knees on either side of him. Her clean-shaved pussy lips hovered an inch or so above his cock. She moved her hand down and gripped his cock, then brushed the swollen head of his cock up and down on her soft pussy lips. She placed the tip of his cock in the slit of her pussy lips and lowered her crotch, feeling the cockhead split her pussy.
“Ooooo!” she whimpered.
Neha moved her hips down, sinking onto Rakesh’s cock with a single, down-thrusting motion. She felt her pussyhole stretch around his thick cock. Her pussy gripped tightly around his cock. Her clitoris began to tingle, and she moved her hips up and down for a moment.
Rakesh grabbed her jiggling tits and squeezed. Neha stopped moving and sat still with his hard cork buried in her cunt. He lifted his upper body and rubbed his face on her titties. He kissed her titties and sucked her nipples till he was satisfied. Then he moved back and laid his head on the pillow. His cock firmly settled deep inside her pussy, and she jerked her hips back and forth. She looked down at his face. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be loving it. She began to fuck him faster, loving the moment. She moved her head back, her black hair shimmering. She fucked her brother-in-law’s cock with the hot, wet tightness of her pussy hole. Her hips moved back and forth almost violently, tightly gripping his cock inside her pussy. Her tits jiggled, and her nipples jutted out. She moaned with ecstasy as she fucked him. Her sensitive clit throbbed, and pleasure coursed throughout her body.
“Fuck me, Bhabhi!” Rakesh whimpered, almost ready to shoot cum in her cunt. He arched his hips up, trying to drive his cock deep into her belly.
Neha fucked him, squeezing his cock inside her cunt and tossing her hips in all directions as orgasm swelled inside her body.
Her cunt became tight, steaming, and convulsing. It flexed and squeezed on his cock at the base. She shuddered with the full force of orgasm.
“I’m going to come, Bhabhi!” Rakesh shouted.
Neha felt Rakesh’s cock spurt hot, thick come juice inside her pussy. Her cunt squeezed on his cock, desperate to suck out his semen into her vagina and conceive. She slumped forward when her orgasm was over. She smashed her tight tits against his chest. She kissed his forehead and lips thankfully, her cunt still gripping his drained cock.
“You’re the best, Bhabhi,” he said.
“Thanks, Rakesh. But please don’t get too attached to me. I am your brother’s wife,” Neha said.
“I’ll always love you, Bhabhi,” Rakesh said, admiring her pretty face.
“It’s okay to love your Bhabhi. But love your girlfriend more. After you get married to her, love her 101%.” Neha advised.
Rakesh wasn’t sure if he’ll ever be able to love his girlfriend more than his Bhabhi, but he just said, “Okay, Bhabhi.”
After their passionate lovemaking, they had a bath and got ready to go out for dinner. Neha was sexually satisfied. She wore a floral saree. They went out to a restaurant and had a romantic dinner.
After they returned home, Rakesh told her to lift her saree, kneel on the bed, and bend over. Neha did as she was told. Rakesh stood on the floor behind her and penetrated her vagina repeatedly till he ejaculated. Neha was happy with his passionate lovemaking. She hoped to become a mom soon.