It was the pre-Diwali week. I was busy closing all the points in my To-Do list. Finally, it was time for a big break from the corporate routine. I did not want to answer any work-related calls on Diwali.
I am Rahul from Pune. A 31-year-old Marathi boy with an average fit physique with 5’8″ height. I work as an engineer in a MNC.
I got a call from Vivek, my younger brother-in-law. I had closed a good deal for him in buying a house in my society. He called me to inform me that he had decided to move in before Diwali so that he could celebrate Diwali in his new house. I welcomed his decision and advised him to do a small pooja.
When the Diwali vacation started, Vivek started moving his stuff into the new apartment. My wife and I helped him set up the new home. Bulbul, Vivek’s sister-in-law, also arrived to help her sister.
Bulbul is Vivek’s wife’s younger sister. She is a typical Marathi village girl with average height and dusky skin. Her age must be around 23. Since she is from the village, her dress is mostly like a Kurta- Pajama suit. She is still unmarried, but her figure looks like a married woman.
I was instantly drawn towards her plump figure. She had a good pair of tits, but maybe because of the cheap local bra, her breasts did not look appealing over her dress. Her physique was well-built.
They all stayed in my apartment till the pooja date, which was just one day prior to Diwali. We did all the preparations together so we all developed a good bond. But, in between all these activities, me and Bulbul developed a different bond.
My wife and Vivek’s wife would manage all the in-house activities. I, along with Bulbul, managed all the shopping. I was constantly flirting with Bulbul, and to my surprise, she also responded well.
Once, we both were in Dmart to do some home decor shopping. We filled our basket with all the listed items.
Rahul: I think everything is done. Do you remember anything else?
Bulbul: I can see very beautiful dresses here. Can I see some?
Rahul: Dress not from Dmart. I’ll take you to a good shop.
Bulbul: Fine.
Rahul: Your body deserved far better clothes than D’Mart.
Bulbul: Oh! Will you choose clothes for me? Your wife has some really good dresses. Did you buy those for her?
Rahul: Yes, I buy clothes for her, and she buys them for me. I know how a woman should dress to look ravishing.
Bulbul: Oh! Let’s see your taste today.
We billed our cart and went to a nearby local boutique that sells really beautiful dresses. I asked the sales girl to show me some good Anarkali suits for Bulbul. After a visual inspection of her body stats, the sales girl came up with a few dresses. Bulbul looked at me with a confused face.
Bulbul: I’ve never tried an Anarkali dress, Rahul.
Rahul: Just try once for me. I’m sure this will best suit your figure.
Bulbul: Are you sure? I always wear two-piece dresses.
Rahul: Just try once. If you don’t like it or are uncomfortable, we will see other patterns.
I selected one with a Navy Blue colour and golden ribbon design around the edges of the neck, sleeves and belt area. She tried it in the changing room and came out to show it to me. As expected, she looks spectacular. The colour went well with her dusky skin tone. We purchased it and returned home.
Still, there was something that was bothering me. I felt something was missing. Yes, I found out the problem. The problem was with the wrong bra type for the dress. Her cheap bra flattened her plump boobs, which completely messed with the look.
I ordered a pack of three push-up bras for her. Along with the bra, I also ordered a belly shaper.
Following discussion over chat:
Rahul: Hey Bulbul, did you like the dress?
Bulbul: It’s so beautiful, Rahul. I showed it to Didi. She also loved it.
Rahul: I can make it even more pretty.
Bulbul: How?
Rahul: Tomorrow you’ll receive a parcel, try the dress with it.
Bulbul: What’s that?
Rahul: Have patience, dear.
We became very close together after this. Whenever we were away from each other, we would always be connected over chat. Every small thing we would share, like we do in a new relationship.
The next day, the order arrived. That time, I was not at home. She messaged me about the parcel.
Bulbul: Rahul, the parcel is delivered. What’s in it? Should I open it in front of Didi?
Rahul: Glad you asked. Don’t open in front of anyone. Go to the bedroom and try the dress over it.
Bulbul: Over it? What’s in it, Rahul?
Rahul: Just go, na.
She opened the package and was surprised to see the bra.
Bulbul: Rahul, are you mad? How can you buy a bra for me?
Rahul: Why not?
Bulbul: I don’t know. I never expected this. I’m really surprised.
Rahul: Now you surprise me with your wearing that.
Bulbul: Only bra? Or dress over it?
Rahul: Both.
Bulbul: Shut up.
And she tried the bra. She told me that the size was perfect. But I was hoping for the picture.
Bulbul: So, do you want to see?
Rahul: I’m waiting.
After my phone beeped, my heartbeats became fast. I opened the message and it was the picture with the dress. As expected, she looked stunning. Her breasts popped up and elevated her look. Her belly was flat because of the belly shaper.
If you have seen the movie Sairat, she looks like Aarchi from the movie. After some basic touchup of makeup, she will look nothing less than a Desi Diva.
Rahul: Bulbul, you are looking beautiful. I hope you like it too.
Bulbul: Yes Rahul. I never imagined myself like this. You really have a good dressing sense.
Rahul: Thank you, Bulbul. That dress is just a piece of cloth. It’s your figure that is making it look beautiful on you.
Bulbul: I thought the bra and shaper did this magic.
Rahul: That just enhanced your beauty. Now, on Diwali night, apply an eyeliner, some mascara and red lipstick. You’ll look killer.
Bulbul: Oh god! As you say, Rahul. I’m impressed.
Rahul: So how will you reward me for this?
Bulbul: Just give me 2 minutes, baby.
Bulbul sent me a one-time open image. I opened it and my jaw dropped to see her selfie taken from a high angle. She was only in the bra that I purchased for her and her panties. I did not want to press the back button. That night I fucked my wife really hard, imagining I was fucking Bulbul.
The next day was the day of pooja. We all were pretty occupied with the preparations. Meanwhile, Bulbul flaunted her plump boobs, which looked sexy because of the push-up bra. She was purposely teasing me by giving a good view of her boobs now and then.
I was mad after her. I wanted to fuck that desi beauty at any cost. After the pooja, everyone was tired as we woke up at 5 in the morning. My wife and Vivek’s wife went to take their much-needed afternoon nap.
Rahul: Bulbul, you are driving me crazy.
Bulbul: Haha. You only made me look hot.
Rahul: Please come into the living room.
Bulbul: What do you want to do?
Rahul: Just come, na. I’ll show you what I want.
As soon as she came, I made her sit on the dining chair. I stood behind the chair and moved aside her long hair to expose her neck. Holding her shoulders, I bent down and blew some air on her neck from my mouth. I could see her getting goosebumps on her back skin. I gently planted a kiss on her neck.
Bulbul: Ahhh, Rahul, Didi, and your wife are behind this wall.
Rahul: Don’t worry, jaan. They are too tired. Look, they both are snoring so loudly.
I cupped her boobs over her top and gently started pressing them. Bulbul started breathing heavily. She looked up to my face with her eyes full of lust. Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes were partially closed. I could feel her hard nipples over the dress.
Rahul: Are you enjoying Bulbul?
Bulbul: Very much, Rahul. I needed this for so long.
Rahul: Shall I put my hands inside your dress?
Bulbul: Don’t ask for permission, baby. You have already won my heart.
I gently and playfully inserted both my hands inside her top and explored her boobs. They were very firm and not saggy due to her active lifestyle in the village. Her areolas were big, and her nipples felt like raisins. I started pressing them and fondled them.
Bulbul moaned heavily now and made a sound, ‘Ah!’ I covered her face and checked on the bedroom to see whether my wife was awake or not. They both were in deep sleep. I grabbed her and pinned her against the wall. I raised her hands, and her clean, waxed armpits were in front of me.
It was dripping with some sweat. I’m having a big armpit fetish. I sniffed her sweaty armpit. Oh my god! It smelled so good. Bulbul was surprised to see me sniffing her armpit.
Bulbul: Do you like to smell armpit? What’s so good about it?
Rahul: You don’t know, Bulbul. The smell of fresh sweat near your armpit smells so intoxicating.
Saying this, I started kissing and licking her armpits. Bulbul was getting a lot of tickling and controlling her laughter. She also enjoyed it.
Bulbul: Three boys have fucked me till now, but no one did this with me.
Rahul: Three boys? So that’s the secret of your plump figure before marriage.
Bulbul: Ya! 10-15 College boys are crazy behind me. Only three out of them got lucky. You are the fourth one.
This made me so horny that I started kissing and nibbling her neck.
Bulbul: Aah, baby! Slow. I don’t want love bites.
She held my face and placed her lips on mine. We kissed passionately for almost 10 minutes. Her mouth had a taste of sauf that she might have had after lunch. Her tongue explored my mouth everywhere. She was a really good kisser.
We both were in a trance while kissing. I held her boobs and played with them.
I badly wanted to undress her and suck on her juicy melons, but I did not want to take the risk.
Rahul: I want to fuck you hard, baby.
Bulbul: But where?
Rahul: Tomorrow after Laxmi Poojan, your didi and my wife will be with society ladies. We will escape with some work, and I’ll take you to the terrace.
That night I messaged her to send me her bare boobs picture since I could not see them in the afternoon. She sent me a nude bathroom selfie focusing on her boobs. Oh my God! They were slightly fair compared to exposed skin, and her areolas were big and black.
Her erect nipples were also big, like a black raisin. Trust me, guys, fair boobs and pink nipples are good, But these desi pairs of tits gave me an instant boner.
The next day was the day of Diwali. The whole day was busy with evening pooja preparations. In the evening, I saw Bulbul wearing the dress. She looked stunning. Her red lips were inviting me to kiss them. Her eyes looked attractive with eyeliner and mascara. She wore some matching bangles as well.
We did pooja and went down to the society compound to meet and greet the neighbours. My wife took Vivek’s wife to introduce her to Mahila Mandal. I signalled Bulbul to follow me. I took her to the terrace where no one would come today.
A cool breeze was flowing. There was no light except the Diwali lighting light coming from the neighbouring building and the big lantern that was tied in our society.
We hugged each other and felt the warmth of the body. She kissed me like a hungry lioness. She was a damn good kisser. I kissed her neck and gradually came down on her breasts. I pressed her boobs over the dress, and she moaned softly. She was breathing heavily.
Bulbul: Suck my boobs, Rahul. I can’t take it anymore.
Rahul: Yes, baby. I’m dying to suck and chew on those black nipples.
I turned her back and unzipped her dress from behind. I pulled her sleeve to expose her shoulder. I gently kissed her shoulder. It made her shiver. I pulled her dress to her waist and exposed her bare back. I unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor.
Now, she was completely backless. Her V shaped torso was inviting me to plant multiple kisses over it. I licked her spine, starting from her waist, and slid my tongue to her neck. She moved her body like a snake in response. A cool breeze added to the excitement.
I firmly held her waist with both my hands and started licking her upper back, shoulders and neck. She started moaning heavily. She raised her hands and held my hair while I was madly licking her shoulders. Her bangles made a tingling sound, which added to the mood.
I undressed my kurta and touched my chest with her back. The combination of the cool breeze and our warm bodies rubbing against each other was nominal. I cupped her round boobs from behind and pressed her gently. Her nipples got hard in no time.
I was pressing her boobs, and she was grinding her ass over my erect dick. I turned her towards me, and I could only see her in the dim light. All of a sudden, fireworks started in the sky continuously, one after the other. The sky would light up with different colours every second.
All the light fell on our bodies, and I saw her boobs in that firework colour. I think hardly anyone must have experienced this scene. I grabbed her boobs and started sucking her firm boobs and black areolas like a small kid. I dug my face in the boob valley and enjoyed it for some time.
Bulbul: Suck my boobs, Rahul. I want you to play with it, chew my nipples.
I became wild and crushed and sucked her boobs like it was the end of my life tonight. I was literally chewing her nipples while crushing her boobs. Meanwhile, Bulbul covered my head and pressed her hard in her boob valley.
Bulbul: Ahh, baby, yes. This is the best feeling. Suck them.
Because of the belly shaper, I could not tease her belly, so I went further down and held her waist. I entered her dress and covered myself. I pulled her panties and discarded them.
Rahul: Your pussy smells so fresh, just like my wife.
Bulbul: That’s because I used your wife’s intimate wash today. I saw it while I was bathing. I wanted to be ready for you tonight.
This made me crazy, and I started kissing her thighs. Bulbul was clenching my hair over her dress and trying to pull me towards her pusy. Since we did not have much time, I directly started licking her pussy. She spread her legs a little apart to give me proper access to her pussy.
Rahul: You taste really good, Bulbul.
Bulbul: Just shut up and suck my pussy, Rahul.
I licked her pussy for around 10 minutes. She was moaning pretty loudly. I did not want to stop, but kneeling on a rough surface for a long time was not comfortable.
I sat in a place made for senior citizens. Bulbul sat down and pulled my pyjama nada and pulled it along with my underwear in one go. My hard cock was ready to seek worship from Bulbul. She held my waist and took my entire shaft in her mouth.
Rahul: Oh shit, Bulbul. This feels so damn good. Swallow it completely, baby. Ah!
Bulbul: Just close your eyes and feel the magic of my tongue over your cock.
She sucked it very well. Due to some air pockets between the tongue and cock, saliva made a ‘chuk chuk’ sound. It was heavenly. I got a call from my wife. I answered the call while Bulbul was giving me the world’s best blowjob.
Wife: Hello Rahul, where are you? Everyone is asking for you.
Rahul: Are me and Bulbul fell because of crackers. Now our clothes are soiled. We will reach in the next 30 mins.
Wife: Be careful, na. Is Bulbul Alright?
Rahul: Yes, she is good. Very good.
Bulbul: Very good?
Rahul: I mean, nothing much happened to us. Don’t worry.
Wife: Ok. Come fast.
I prepared an excuse for our soiled clothes.
Bulbul: You are so talented, Rahul. And your wife is so dumb.
Rahul: Are you enjoying it? Please don’t bother about her.
Bulbul: Baby, I want you inside me. Fuck me quickly. We have to rush.
Saying this, she stood up, pulled her dress over her waist to expose her ass and took a support of a pillar to bend.
Bulbul: Enter me from behind.
Ahh, my favorite position. We could not lie down anywhere, so this was the best. I rolled the condom and placed my dick on the pussy door, and rubbed it from down to up.
Bulbul: Don’t tease me, baby. Just go inside. I want to break my three-month fast.
I pushed my entire dick in one go.
Rahul: Your pussy feels so warm, Bulbul. So tight.
Bulbul: Don’t just talk. Do something.
I started stroking her gently. She started moaning. I increased the rhythm. Her moans, sound and frequency increased in proportion to my strokes.
Bulbul: Fuck me hard. Oh yeah.
Rahul: Are you enjoying it? Am I too hard for you?
Bulbul: I can take it even faster. Don’t stop. Fuck me as hard as possible.
She was a healthy young desi girl. She was at the peak of her puberty. Also, this was not her first time. No doubt she can handle much hard fuck. I started ramming her like a wild animal. We both were sweating in the cool weather.
Bulbul: Baby, your dick is rubbing my pussy walls so nicely. Please don’t stop.
Rahul: You are the best women I ever fucked.
Bulbul: Baby go fast. Uhhh.
Bulbul was moving her ass in sync with my stroke in a circular motion. I held her ass, pushed my dick as deep as possible and ground my dick in her pussy.
Bulbul: When you are about to cum, give it my mouth. I want to taste your cum.
I removed my dick from her pussy, made her sit on her knees and stuck my dick in her mouth with the condom covered with her juices. She pulled out the condom and threw it away. She gripped my dick with her hand and sucked my dick head till I exploded in her mouth.
Later, she told me that this was the first time she allowed someone to cum in her mouth. She tasted my cum for the first time. This trivia gave me immense happiness.
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