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Bhabhi Took Over My Flat And Made Me Drill Her All Night

Bhabhi Took Over My Flat And Made Me Drill Her All Night

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I am Kunal, twenty seven, stuck in a shitty sales job and a cheap 2BHK on the third floor. Brother lives out of town with his wife Meera. Last month she needed to come for some clinic appointments and shopping and he was stuck on a project outside the country so he called me and said bhai let her stay at your place two three nights. I said haan theek hai what else could I say.

She landed Friday evening looking fresher than I remembered. Tight jeans, short kurti that hugged those heavy breasts, light makeup, hair open. I took her bag and felt weird already because living alone so long you forget how a woman smells when she walks past. This delhi apartment sex story started right there in the narrow passage when she smiled too long and asked if I kept any whiskey still.

I poured two big ones. She sat on the sofa with legs folded under her and kept looking around the room like she was measuring the space. We talked about brother and the clinic and useless family stuff but her eyes kept dropping to my pants. After the second drink she shifted closer. Her thigh pressed mine. I did not move away.

Meera put her glass down and said Kunal you became strong na living alone gym karte ho kya. Her hand landed on my chest and stayed. I laughed stupid and said thoda thoda. Then her fingers slid lower over my stomach and she just cupped my lund through the jeans like she owned it. I went hard so fast it hurt.

Bhabhi Crossed The Line First

She squeezed once hard and whispered already full. I want to see. No romance no slow music nothing. She opened my zip herself pulled the jeans and underwear down and my cock jumped out thick and dark. Meera made a small hungry sound and wrapped her fist around it stroking from base to tip slow at first then faster. Pre-cum was already leaking.

I grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her head down. She did not fight. She opened her mouth wet and hot and took the head in sucking loud like she had been waiting months. Spit ran down the shaft. She used her tongue under the tip while her hand worked the rest and looked up at me with watery eyes. I held her hair and fucked her mouth shallow then deeper until she gagged and still did not pull off. Drool soaked my balls.

When I pulled her up she wiped her chin with the back of her hand and said gandagi pasand hai tujhe. I pulled that kurti over her head. Black bra straining. I yanked the cups down and those round soft tits bounced free dark nipples already hard. I sucked one then the other biting a little and she arched pushing them into my face. My hand went between her legs over the jeans and she was wet right through the denim.

I made her stand stripped the jeans and panties off together. Clean shaved chut shiny with juice. I pushed two fingers straight in and she was scorching hot inside. Meera grabbed my wrist and rode the fingers grinding her clit on my palm while I sucked her tits again. She said finger harder bhaiya more. I added a third and pumped fast wet sounds filling the quiet flat.

She pushed me back on the sofa climbed over kneeward and rubbed that soaked slit up and down my cock smearing it. Then she grabbed it aimed and sank down slow taking every inch till her ass sat on my thighs. Her mouth fell open. It was tight and squeezing. I held her waist and thrust up hard from below. She bounced meeting me tit swinging and every time she dropped you could hear the slap.

I told her talk dirty. She leaned close breath hot and said your thick lund is tearing bhabhi ki chut I love it keep spoiling me. Filthier with every stroke. I slapped her ass once then harder leaving a red mark and she clenched around me so good I almost finished early. I made her lean back hands on my knees so I could watch my cock disappear into her stretched hole. Juice coated my stomach.

After a while I lifted her off spun her around and bent her over the sofa arm. That fat round gaand up in the air. I spread the cheeks spat on her hole and drove back into the chut from behind holding her hips like handles. Deep long strokes then short savage ones. She cried out yes Kunal destory it give bhabhi the fucking her husband never does. I reached under and rubbed her clit rough while pounding and she started shaking legs almost giving out.

She came first hard body jerking and pulsing around my cock so strong I had to stop moving or I would finish inside. When the shaking slowed I pulled out flipped her onto her back on the sofa cushions spread her thighs wide and slammed back in. Her heels dug into my lower back. I fucked her like I hated her and loved it the same time. Sweat dripped from my chin onto her bouncing breasts. She kept saying fill me fill me but I was not ready to end.

I Pounded Her Like Never Before

I dragged her to the bedroom because the sofa was too small for what I wanted. Threw her on the bed face down pulled her hips up so she was chest on mattress ass high. I knelt and ate that dripping chut from behind for a minute licking clit and hole both then stood and mounted again. My hands locked on her shoulders using them for leverage rammed down hard. The bed frame knocked the wall. Somewhere a neighbour shouted but we did not care.

Meera reached back and spread her own ass cheeks open for me. That view of my thick veined lund stretching her pink and shiny almost finished me. I pulled out again rolled her onto her side lifted one leg and entered side ways grinding deep short. My free hand slapped her tit then pinched the nipple till she yelped and got wetter. She grabbed my wrist begging more pain more pressure.

I was close so I pulled free climbed over her chest and fed my cock between her tits. She pushed them together herself spit on the shaft and let me fuck the soft valley while she licked the head on every upstroke. When I felt the burn rising I grabbed her hair and shoved back into her mouth shooting thick ropes straight down her throat. She swallowed what she could the rest spilled out the sides over her chin and onto those big soft breasts. She kept sucking till I twitched too sensitive.

We lay there breathing like animals for maybe five minutes. Then her hand found my soft sticky cock and started stroking again slow. She said one night is not enough I want more. Get hard for bhabhi again. Dirty girl licked her own cream and my cum off her chest then crawled between my legs and cleaned my lund with long slow tongue strokes until blood rushed back and I thickened in her mouth.

Second round I made her get on top reverse so I could watch that ass bounce. She reached down guided me in and rode hard smacking down till her cheeks jiggled and wetness flecked my thighs. I spanked both sides till they glowed red and she only went faster. When her legs tired I sat up held her against my chest and bounced her myself pistoning up into that slippery heat. She came again biting my shoulder to stay quiet.

I still needed more. I pushed her down on all fours near the edge of the mattress stood on the floor and fucked her from behind standing so I could go as deep and savage as I wanted. The angle made her moan into the sheets continuous broken sounds. My balls slapped her clit. I reached around rubbed her again and she shook through a third orgasm weak and gasping.

I felt myself rising again pulled out finished over her arched back painting white stripes across her spine and the tops of her ass. She stayed like that dripping and glowing while I watched my mess slowly slide. Then she laughed quiet dirty and said towel lao saale before it ruins your sheet. I cleaned her slow with a damp cloth taking my time between the folds and over every mark I left.

Later we drank the rest of the whiskey naked on the bed. She told me how lonely she gets how brother is always tired or busy. I told her she can come whenever. No sweet talk just fact. Around midnight she climbed on again slower this time grinding circles riding my half hard cock back to full. We fucked lazy and deep for a long stretch till I filled her chut for real and she stayed sitting on me after so nothing leaked out yet.

Morning I woke with her mouth on me again. Morning wood straight down her throat. She climbed up still half asleep and sat on it reverse grinding till we both came quiet and messy. She showered dressed in fresh clothes and acted almost normal when she went out for her appointment but the way she walked stiff and the glance she threw back at the door told everything.

She stayed two more nights. Every free hour we ruined another surface of that flat. Kitchen counter with her legs over my shoulders. Shower wall with water running cold over our heat. Even against the front door once just after she came back from market bags dropped forgotten. By the time she left Sunday evening my sheets were done my body was sore and her number was saved under a boring name so nobody asks.

I still live in the same apartment. Some weekends she makes an excuse about papers or clinics and the bed remembers her weight all over again. No big promises no love stories just hard hungry fucking when the flat is empty and she needs a thick lund that does not ask questions. That is how it stays and I am not complaining one bit.

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