Chapter 1: Introduction
My name is Aayush, and I am 27 years old. I am a government Scientist, and I live in Delhi. My height is 5 feet 8 inches, and body-wise, I am very much a gym freak with a fair complexion. I lived in Delhi for many years.
My family is very big, and my eldest Aunt lives in Nainital. She has a son named Shivam and a daughter-in-law named Kusum. Shivam and Kusum had a love marriage in 2013. She was just 19 years old back then and just 3 years older than me.
It was an inter-caste marriage, which several members of her family opposed. But still, Shivam and Kusum Bhabhi got married somehow. After eight years of their marriage, they still couldn’t have a baby. Both husband and wife went through several medical tests. The result defamed the man of the house.
Apparently, my cousin brother had a very low sperm count due to heavy drinking, smoking, improper diet and travelling. He was on medication for 5 years, but there was not much difference. Though my brother’s sperm was lacking, my Aunt used to scold my Bhabhi for not giving her a grandson.
It was a typical family drama, which was frustrating. A quick description of my Bhabhi, Kusum. Being a Pahadan, she was extremely beautiful. She has a very fair complexion, like milk, and she is 5 feet 3 inches tall. She had a beautiful slim figure of a 19-year-old girl at the time of marriage.
She has 2 younger sisters. 1 is married to someone I don’t know, and one who was 4 years younger. She was also very beautiful. Her name was Kriti. I was hitting on her younger sister in her marriage. But it didn’t work out since I had one day only.
I learned about Kusum Bhabhi’s story through my mother’s conversation on the phone, which I overheard.
Chapter 2: The Arrival
One day, I was in the office when I got a call from my mother. She told me that Kusum and her sister Kriti are coming to Delhi with Shivam for shopping. Her younger sister is getting married. They need to stay for the weekend. I didn’t have any problem with that, so I agreed.
On Thursday evening, I got a call from Kusum Bhabhi. She said they would be arriving in 30 minutes, so I went down to the main gate of the society. The car stopped, and only Kusum and Kriti got out of the cab. I greeted them and asked, “Hi Bhabhi, where is bhaiya?”
Kusum Bhabhi replied, “Your bhaiya went to Jaipur for an exhibition. He bailed on us at the last moment. But don’t worry, Kriti’s fiancé will be arriving with his sister. They have some relatives here, so that they will join us in the shopping.” I said, “It’s okay.”
I said hello to Kriti and took their luggage, and we headed towards the lift. We used to chat and talk a lot all the time. But due to my job, I was meeting Bhabhi after 4 years. I saw enormous growth in her. Her age is now 30 years old, and she was looking very different from her marriage.
In a quick current description of Kusum Bhabhi, She has gained some weight, but in the perfect places. Her boobs have grown to a size 38 inches, while her waist is 28 inches. Her hips were of size 38 inches as well. She was still very fair in complexion but turned from an innocent girl to a woman.
She was looking like a young milf, a perfect hot Bhabhi like in movies. From that moment, I never wanted to call her Bhabhi anymore. I just wanted to address her by her name. She looked extremely hot. Her boobs were heavy and big. Her ass was round and broad, and her thighs were thick.
Her waist was very thin compared to her boobs and ass. Her lips were pink as a rose, and she was looking extremely beautiful. Kriti, on the other hand, was a year younger than me. She was a professional gym trainer and was very fit. Her body was very much in shape.
Although she wasn’t that tall, she was around 5 feet 1 inch. But her figure was in very good shape. Her boobs were 34 inches, and her waist was 24 inches, while her ass was 32 as well. She was looking at an ingrown version of Kusum Bhabhi. I brought them to my flat and showed them their room.
I offered them tea, and we had little chats about each other. Even though I had a very hot young girl in my house that I liked, I was feeling horny for Kusum Bhabhi.
Chapter 3: The set-up
It was summertime. Kusum was wearing a cotton kurti and a salwar. Kriti was wearing a cotton kurti with jeans. On Thursday night, we had dinner and went to bed. I had to go to work tomorrow, and they had to go shopping. I gave them the key to the main door since I would be leaving in the morning.
The next morning, I woke up at 5 am and went to the gym. I came back at 7 in a sleeveless shirt with my arms pumped up. I saw Bhabhi in the kitchen making tea in her nightgown. The light passing through the window was coming through her gown, giving a shadow image of her tits.
She was not wearing a bra, for sure. She was looking beautiful even without any make-up or bath. Her hair was tied, and her back was exposed in her gown. I want to tear that gown and fuck her on the kitchen counter right away. She saw me in my gym outfit.
She smiled and said, “Wow, aayush, you have built your body quite nicely. It’s good you are going to the gym.” I said thanks and went to my room and went to the bath. My dick was getting hard thinking about her. I took a bath and got ready for the office. I was having my breakfast and asked about her plans.
They said Kriti’s fiancé and his sisters would pick them up at 11 am. They will inform them of their plans after that. I said okay and went to work. I returned at 6 pm, and they hadn’t returned yet. I was horny for Bhabhi. So I went to Bhabhi’s room and started looking in her garment bags.
I found her bra and panties in them. They were clean. I took my dick out and wrapped her panty over my dick, and masturbated. I was thinking about her body all the time and ejaculated my cum for her in the toilet. Then, I safely put her panty and bra in her bag and kept the bag aside as it was.
Then I came back to the hall and started watching TV. At 7 pm, the doorbell rang, and it was Kusum all alone. I asked about Kriti. She told me her fiancé took him to dinner and movies, and his sister went home. She came back here because she felt like a third wheel. We both laughed.
She said, “I got very tired. We have done a lot of shopping.” She kept her shopping bags in her room and came back to the hall. I said, “Don’t worry, Bhabhi, relax. You are home now. What would you like to drink, tea, coffee, juice, cold drink, whiskey, wine, vodka?” I asked that jokingly.
But she replied, “Do you have any alcohol? Please give me. It’s so hot outside. Only a good chilled drink can relax me.” I said, “I have so many.” She said, “Then bring the bottle, bhaiya, but don’t tell anyone. Your bhaiya and I used to drink sometimes, hiding from mummy ji.”
I said, “Don’t worry, Bhabhi, you are with your devar, chill, you can do whatever you want without hiding.” She smiled and very sweetly replied, “Thank you.” I took out a bottle of absolut vodka strawberry flavour with ‘Sex on the Beach’ mixers, ice and Sprite cold drink, cold water and some snacks.
I dimmed the light in the hall and turned on the AC. I played YouTube on TV and started playing songs on it. Bhabhi smiled and said, “Bhaiya, you are in the mood to party.”
I replied, “Tomorrow is Saturday. I don’t need to go to work. I planned that Bhaiya and I would party tonight. But since he is not here, now Bhabhi and devar will have their party.”
She laughed and gave me a high five. The whole time, I wished to initiate some intimate or naughty conversation with her to improve her mood. But her amazing body was distracting me. She was wearing a suit but changed to her night gown but was wearing her bra this time.
Chapter 4: Crossing the Limits with Kusum
I sat with her on the couch. I was in my sleeveless shirt and my shorts. My biceps, triceps, and forearms are all highlighted by veins, making me vascular. I made our first drink and gave one to her. She took it, and we said cheers and started drinking.
Kusum took the first sip and said, “It doesn’t taste like alcohol at all. What did you mix in it?” She turned the mixer bottle and read “Sex on the Beach,” and she started laughing. I said, “They wrote anything on the bottle.” She folded her legs on the couch and rested her right elbow on the back of the couch.
I was sitting normally. We talked about our lives and her day. She was asking about my job, what I do, and my plans to visit Nainital. I couldn’t look at her most of the time when we were talking. If I looked at her face, my lust would be visible in my eyes for her beautiful face.
If I looked down, I saw her big round tits bulging from her gown. For the first three drinks, we were talking normally, like a friendly Bhabhi. She was joking, laughing and having fun. I wanted to smoke, so I said, “Bhabhi, I won’t tell anyone about this party, but I want something in return.”
She smiled and asked, “What?” as if she was expecting something naughty from me. I said, “I smoke some cigarettes whenever I drink. So, if you permit me, can I smoke?” She smiled and said, “It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone. It will be our little secret,” and winked at me. I think vodka has started its work on her.
I took a cigarette and started smoking. It was 8:45 pm. We had been drinking for 1 and a half hours. It was our 6th peg. Since the taste wasn’t bad, we didn’t notice that we had drunk so much and we were really drunk. Now, she was looking hotter, and we were getting more and more comfortable.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, she said, “Aayush, you should not smoke anymore. It is not good for health.” I said, “I know Bhabhi, and I do it only with alcohol and not regularly.” She said, “Yes, but still, it affects your health in many ways.” She was hinting towards Shivam’s impotence. But she was not saying it clearly.
I said, “Bhabhi, don’t worry, I am perfectly healthy and fine. Apart from this, I take care of my health very strictly.” I flexed my biceps muscles in front of her, and her eyes widened, and her mouth opened. She said, “Wow!” She saw my 18-inch biceps in full growth.
She had never seen a flexed bicep in real life. I further said, “Even though we all are allowed to have one silly mistake once in a while,” and winked at her. She said, “I am telling you. Otherwise, your girlfriend will tell you one day.” I asked, “What do you mean?”
With this question, she burst out with her inner feelings, which she had held for a long time. She told me about her situation, her husband’s impotence, and how she is being treated in the family. Suddenly, she started complaining about Shivam and his behaviour.
Kusum was lashing out her anger at Shivam. How he was treating her even though it was not her fault and she was perfectly fine. She was about to cry, and I gave her my support and hugged her.
She leaned on my shoulder and started crying. Her pretty face was very sad. Her eyes were weeping with tears. She was continuously saying things about how her life was getting boring. Suddenly, her topic turned to sex.
She said, “Aayush, Shivam and I are having sex just to have a baby. There is no intimacy left in him. He doesn’t love me like he should, nor does he love me daily or anytime. He just fucks me when I am ovulating.”
I was drunk, and I didn’t know what to say. I was hugging her and patting her back with my hands. Suddenly, I said, “I am here for you, Bhabhi. You don’t need to feel alone. I will solve all your problems.” Suddenly, there was quietness from her side. She stopped crying, and we both got quiet.
I don’t even remember what I said or did I said something inappropriate. She raised her head slowly from my shoulder. Kusum’s face was wet from tears and glowing. Her eyes were watery, and her face had a look of hope. Romantic music was playing in the background.
Kusum looked into my eyes. Our faces were so close that we could feel each other’s warm breath. She said, “Aayush,” and I kissed her. I don’t know what happened to me, but I kissed her lips. Her juicy lips were opened, and I was tasting her like strawberries.
She wasn’t kissing me back, but she didn’t push me away either. I thought she was shocked or confused about how to react. I stopped kissing her and slowly detached my lips from her lips. She opened her eyes. She was breathing fast, and so was I. We both gazed into each other’s eyes and now she kissed me.
She took her hand behind my head and kissed me with full passion. I was kissing her lips as well. We were kissing each other like lovers. After a few seconds, she stopped and pushed herself back. She kept her hand on her mouth and said, “It’s not right. I am sorry, bhaiya, it is not right.”
She stood up and was about to go to her room. I held her hand from behind, I got up and said, “Bhabhi, we all are allowed to have one silly mistake once in a while. After all, it will be our little secret.” I pulled her towards me. She surrendered herself in my arms.
I grabbed her by her waist and kissed her like an animal. I kissed her lips with my tongue in her mouth. She was giving me full support and kissing me back as if she was released from prison to have sex and to be loved again. Her hands were on my back, and mine were pulling her closer to me.
To be continued.
Next Part: A slow poison of Desire, Lust and Hardcore Sex – Part 2