Adult Stories

Kaamna stirred sleepily as the first rays of sun shone on her face. If it wasn’t for Monday, she would have loved
to sleep for some more time. But Monday mornings are usually hectic. She turned around to see her husband, Ravi,
still snoring. She felt a sudden rush of emotions upon seeing him. Pity & anger, both. She had woken him up in the
middle of the night & had literally forced him to make love to her. He had given up after trying for a few minutes.
Kaamna was desperate for a male hardness to enter her. Her juices had flowed down till her knee. For the first time
after marriage, Kaamna had fingered herself to an orgasm. It was her first orgasm in 8 months. Off late, Ravi had
become pathetic in bed. On the other hand, Kaamna had found it rather disgusting to masturbate at this age. She had
just turned 36 a few months back. But yesterday night was a different story.

Kaamna hadn’t been able to control herself when Ravi had unsuccessfully tried to penetrate her. This has been the
case since the last few months & Kaamna usually used to let go of her urges. But yesterday night, her throbbing wet
pussy had a mind of its own. She never realized when her hands went up to the fleshy region between her thighs. Her
fingers moved franticly in an out of her steaming pussy while her other hand was roughly kneading her ample
breasts. She had squeezed hard at the erect nipples while climaxing. Her juices had flow relentlessly. This was the
first time in months, she experienced an orgasm.

With these thoughts in mind, Kaamna got out of the bed. That familiar tingling between her thighs had started. She
rushed towards the bathroom & got out of her nighty. She had stopped wearing undergarments in the night long time
back. She gave a smile when she looked at her naked body in the full length mirror. 5 feet 8 inches tall, perfect
round breasts, love handles at the waist, meaty buttocks. Not bad for a 36 year old woman. Of course, her figure
wasn’t what you call an hour-glass. But it was well stocked. Right curves at the right places. The hairy mound
around her pussy was still glistening with her juices. Kaamna was surprised at this. Reluctantly, she put her hand
between her thighs. The wetness had already started. She was in heat again. Her fingers started their now familiar
movement, slowly sliding in & out, while her thumb caressed her clitoris. Unable to stand, she sat down in the
bathtub, her fingers not stopping for a moment. She grabbed the hand shower & directed it towards her pussy. The
feeling of warm water lasing at her pussy was unexplainable. She had started to moan out of pleasure & they were
getting louder & louder. She wanted to orgasm this instant. “Kaamna, I need to use the bathroom urgently. Are you
done, sweetheart?” Ravi called out while knocking on the door. It was a good thing she had locked the door. How
would Ravi react if he saw her like this? Naked, legs spread apart, masturbating with a hand shower. Hope he didn’t
hear me moan. “One second, darling. I am done.” she replied. She wasn’t done though. Ravi’s knocking had disrupted
her. With a heavy heart, she got up, wrapped herself in a towel which barely fit her voluptuous body & opened the
door.

Ravi smiled when he saw Kaamna wrapped in a skimpy towel. He hugged her tight, “Good Morning. You are looking so
sexy.” He whispered in her ears. She could feel his hardon through his shorts. It was just his usual “Good Morning”
hardon, nothing sexual. Like her, even he had stopped wearing underwear in the night. He was just a couple of
inches taller than her. Her throbbing pussy was aching for that hardon now. She slowly moved her hands into his
shorts, caught hold of his manhood & started stroking it. Ravi was well hung. It was a good 8 inches long. She
could hear Ravi moan out of pleasure. Her towel had fallen on the ground & Ravi was kissing her passionately. As
her stroking got faster & faster, Ravi stopped her. He roughly turned her around pushed her on the carpet. Kaaman
landed on it on all fours, her ass wide open, her huge breasts hanging, juices overflowing. This sight was too much
for Ravi. He immediately climbed on her & started pounding his dick into her inviting pussy while kneading both her
breast. Kaaman moaned loudly at this onslaught on her craving pussy. “Harder…Yes…Harder…Give me more…” she
screamed. She didn’t care if anyone in the house could hear her. She was about to have the ultimate orgasm of her
life. At that instant, Ravi gave a loud grunt & rolled by her side. He was done. A few more strokes, Kaamna would
have cum. This was very frustrating for her. Second time in the day, Ravi had done this & it was just 7 in the
morning. Ravi, oblivious to Kaamna’s suffering, got up, went to the bathroom & closed the door. She was still on
all fours, unable to move. Just a few more strokes, she wished again. What is the use of having such a big dick?
Ravi had cum in under a minute. She had half the heart to start masturbating again. But then she decided against
it. Ravi would be out in a few minutes & the whole household would be waking up now. With one last tight squeeze at
her sex carved pussy, she got up.
The whole house hold was up by the time Kaamna got out of her bedroom. Her father-in-law, Ashok Tulsiani was reading the morning newspaper in the hall. He was in his late seventies. He had lost his wife many years back. Ravi was his youngest son. Deepak Tulsiani, Ravi’s elder brother, just entered the hall from his bedroom with his ever famous grim look. Kaaman had hardly seen him smile. Pooja, his wife, was already in the kitchen overlooking the arrangements for breakfast. Kaamna felt a tinge of guilt as she made her way to the kitchen after wishing her father-in-law. He never even acknowledged her presence. Kaamna was used to this. Pooja Bhabhi was a very cheerful & fun loving person. But off late, she looked very tired in the mornings. “Good Morning, Pooja bhabhi. Am so sorry that I woke up late” Kaamna lied. “It’s alright, Kaamna. No worries. Btw, your cheeks are flushed. Everything alright?” she asked. Kaamna blushed, making her cheeks go even red. “It’s nothing, Bhabhi. What’s for breakfast?” she asked desperate to change the topic. Of course, Pooja Bhabhi was very close but to talk about sexual urges didn’t seem appropriate. In a few minutes, the brats of the household, Kushi, her 18 year old daughter, Vikram, who celebrated his 21st birthday yesterday, Pari, who was as old as Kushi, both Pooja’s kids, would barge in for breakfast. Thank God their family was rich enough to afford a hoard of servants. Shanthamma & her husband Chikanna managed the entire batch of servants. Her father-in-law was one of the top businessmen of the country.
Breakfast was like a ritual every morning. Ashok had made a rule that all members of the family should have their breakfast together & nobody dared to break that rule. Kushi barged into the kitchen & hugged Kaamna tightly from behind with her arms wrapped around her huge breasts. Kaamna again felt that now familiar tingling sensation between her thighs. Oh! God! Even the touch of my daughter is turning me on. What is wrong with me? Kaaman thought worriedly as her hand moved by instinct towards her pussy. She stopped just in time. “Hi, Mom. Hi, Pooja Bhabhi” Kushi exclaimed. Kaamna smiled at her daughter. She has my looks. Kushi was perfect in every sense. Hour-glass figure, firm round breasts, quite big for her age, fair complexion, the dimple on her cheeks added to her beauty. She was the darling of every one. Pari, on the other hand, was average looking. She had her father’s looks, including that grim expression. She was a loner who kept to herself most of the times. It was rather an irony that she was named Pari. Vikram was surprisingly handsome. His firm jaw line went well with his well-toned gym body. Within half an hour, the house was almost empty. Kids left for college & the men to office.
Kaamna went up to her room as she had to get ready to go out for shopping. She had a half the heart to masturbate again . But she didn’t. This shouldn’t become a habit, she thought. She got into the back seat of her new Mercedes, Ravi’s gift for their wedding anniversary, & told the driver to take her to the mall. She took out her phone to call Ravi. It was Vikram’s phone! Damn! He must have taken my phone by mistake. Their phones were identical. The new iPhone 4S. Let me call Vikram & tell him. But he would be in class now & he wouldn’t be able to answer the call. Kaamna decided that she would inform him the afternoon when his classes get over. Out of boredom & curiosity, she started browsing through Vikram’s phone. She was in for a shock. There were nude photos of a girl she knew. This girl was Sakshi, who studies with Vikram. She visits her house regularly. There were many videos of her too. Kaamna didn’t want to go through the videos. But then, she couldn’t control herself. One particular video in which Sakshi was feeling herself caught her attention. It was very erotic. Sakshi was a very pretty girl. She was a little thin with perky breasts & a clean shaven pussy. Kaamna always wanted to get this done, but she couldn’t as she felt shy about this. Sakshi in the video was acting like a pornstar, feeling her breasts, her pussy, while giving lewd expressions. Kaamna was getting turned on. Her pussy had started to throb. The leggings which she wore were starting to get wet. Unconsciously her hand went to her pussy & started squeezing it. She had her headphones on & the volume was on full. The moans of Sakshi were getting louder & louder as she was vigorously fingering her pussy. Kaamna’s body was in full heat. Her pussy juices were in full flow. She silently put one hand inside her leggings. The feel of her skin on her dripping wet pussy sent shivers through her body. She moaned loudly & started fingering it. “Everything all right, madam?” ,Ramu, the driver asked without turning back. Kaamna couldn’t hear him as she had her headphones on. Getting no response from her, Ramu turned back while the car was at the signal. The sight which he saw was unforgettable. Kaamna at the back seat, her legs wide apart, one hand inside her leggings moving at a rapid pace, eyes closed, teeth biting her lips, were too much for him to handle. His dick jerked right up in his trousers. As the signal turned green, he adjusted the rear-view mirror so that he could see Kaaman. He was just able to see her face. That itself was very erotic. Without thinking, he pulled the zip of his trousers down & let this throbbing dick out. Luckily, the car was heavily tinted. With one hand on the steering, he started to stroke his dick. Since it was an automatic transmission, he had no trouble driving with one hand. Sakshi, on the phone, Kaamna, at the back seat & Ramu in the driver seat, all three of them we in tandem. Kaamna was not even aware that Ramu was masturbating in the front seat. She was in her own world. Twice during the day she was deprived of an orgasm. This time she wasn’t going to let that happen. The phone was down on the seat. She didn’t need it anymore. The moans of Sakshi through the headphones were enough for her. With her other free had, she started pinching her now erect nipples & squeezing her huge breasts. She let out a loud moan when she finally orgasmed. Her juices kept flowing & flowing. Ramu, in the meanwhile, had ejaculated at the same exact time. He had cum like never before. His trousers were drenched in cum. A few drops of had splattered on the steering wheel too. He quickly took a towel & wiped it clean. But his trousers were in a sorry state, sticky with his cum. He couldn’t get down from the car like this. Kaamna, after a few minutes, snapped into the real world. She was shocked at herself that she had masturbated in the back seat of her car while here driver was at the front. She hoped that Ramu hadn’t noticed anything. How wrong she was! “Ramu, am not feeling well. Let’s go home.” She told him. Ramu was very relieved to hear this. He can at least have a wash once when he is home. A big round stain was starting to form on the seat cover where Kaamna’s juices had overflowed. The stench of her juices was beginning to fill up the car as the AC was on. Ramu was getting turned on again by the mixed smell of his own cum & the smell of Kaamna’s juices. But he knew that he couldn’t get lucky again. As the car drove into the driveway of their house, “Ramu, give the seat covers for wash today itself. It is dirty.” Kaaman told him. She caught a hint of smile when Ramu acknowledged. Does he know what happened on the back ? Shrugging these thoughts, Kaamna walked uncomfortably into house hoping that she could get into her room unstopped. She was all wet & sticky.
Luckily for Kaamna, she didn’t bump into anyone. She rushed to her room. Her pussy juices had ran all the way down to her knees. She hurriedly removed her clothes and got under the shower. The warm water trickled down her hot body. This made her horny again. Her nipples had perked up already. Kaamna applied soap on her palms & cupped both her huge breasts. She started washing them & massaging them gently at the same time. Her pussy was throbbing now. It was craving to be pampered. Her clitoris was protruding out. Her whole body was on fire. Kaamna sensuously moved her hand down towards her pussy, making small circles on her belly. Her fingers felt the lush growth of her pubic hair. At this point, Kaamna’s thoughts went to the video clipping which she had watched earlier on Vikram’s phone. Sakshi had a waxed pussy. The very thought of it turned Kaamna on even more. She slowly inserted her fingers into her vagina & felt the wetness. One by one her fingers went it. Kaamna was content only after she had got 3 of her fingers deep inside her sex craved pussy. The rhythmic in out movement started. Slowly at first & then she gradually increased the pace. Kaamna’s body was on fire. Her pussy wanted more & more. She finally climaxed with a loud moan. But it was not so intense this time. Kaamna was beginning to get bored of this routine of touching herself. She wanted to feel the warmth of a real dick inside her hot pussy.

I need to get my pussy waxed, Kaamna thought as she got dressed. My regular beautician who did house calls can do it for me. I better call her & fix up an appointment for tomorrow. When she was about to call, she realized that she still had Vikram’s phone. It was almost evening, time for Vikram & Kushi to come back from college. One thing bothered Kaamna, why hadn’t Vikram called her to tell about the confusion with the phone? She dialed her number to talk to Vikram. The moment she did this, “PHAT Bhabhi” flashed on the screen. Kaamna cut the call before it got throught. Why had Vikram stored her number like this? What does PHAT mean? She began to wonder. Is this why Vikram had not called? Kaamna’s thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door.

“Bhabhi, can I come in?” It was Vikram. Kaamna was clad only in a thin pink transparent satin nighty. She wasn’t wearing any undergarments. Kaamna was not an exhibitionist. But today, her mood was hyper. She was in a very playful mood. She opened the door, quickly turned around & started walking slowly, swaying her hips more than required, towards the dressing table giving Vikram a full view of her big round ass. “Come in, Vikram” she crooned sensually. Vikram was shell shocked! This is the first time he was seeing his Bhabhi dressed like this. Kaamna was the first person whom he had fantasized while masturbating for the first time in his life. That fascination for Kaamna was stuck ever since. Once in a while, even now, he fantasized about his hot bhabhi while he mastrubated. He had even stored her mobile number on his phone as “PHAT Bhabhi” – Pretty Hot And Tempting Bhabhi! Vikram’s dick shot right up in his jeans as he got a full view of Kaaman’s ass through that transparent nighty. The way it moved with each & every step Kaamna took was very erotic. Both her ass cheeks were perfectly round. With his mouth open, his dick begging to be let out, eyes never leaving Kaamna’s ass, Vikram entered Kaamna’s bedroom & shut the door.
It was like a dream come true for Vikram. He was alone in the room of his favorite bhabhi who was wearing a thin see-through nighty with no undergarments! Kaamna’s back was still turned towards him. Those twin ass globes were making him breathe heavily. He wanted to feel that big round ass! The outline of Kaamna’s thighs was so sexy. As Vikram was taking in all this, Kaamna turned towards him. The sight he saw would be stuck in his mind forever. He could clearly see Kaamna’s big round breasts through the nighty. Her black nipple impression was very profound. It looked like her nipple had become erect. Of course, it was erect. Kaamna was turned on. This was the first time after marriage she was exhibiting her body to anyone else other than Ravi. She could see Vikram’s gaze fixed on her breasts. His lust filled eyes was a turn on for her. Her sex craved pussy slowly began to get wet. Vikram’s eyes moved down towards her pussy mound. He could almost see the lush growth of Kaamna’s black pubic hair. This sight was too much for him. His dick was throbbing inside his tight jeans. Without even him touching his dick, pre-cum had started to flow. “Are you alright, Vikram?” Kaamna asked with a giggle. Vikram suddenly came back to his senses. “Yeah, boobie….i mean….bhabhi” he stammered. “I had taken your phone by mistake. Sorry, Bhabhi” he added. “It’s alright. Here is your phone.” Kaamna replied, handing him his phone. “Thank you, Bhabhi”, Vikram said while taking his phone & giving back Kaamna her phone. His eyes again ran slowly down her body. From head to toe, grasping everything in detail & he knew that this might be the last time he would be seeing his Bhabhi like this. Her luscious lips, those huge round breasts, her black nipples, her deep navel, the pussy hair. Wait! There was a small wet patch on the nighty between Kaamna’s thighs! Her pussy juices had overflowed again. At this sight, his hand by instinct went up to his dick. Vikram was not in control of himself. He squeezed hard at his dick & let out a low moan while closing his eyes. He badly wanted to let his dick out & stroke it to orgasm. This scene lasted only for a few seconds. Kaamna’s body was on fire now! The very thought that she could make a 21 year old boy behave like this was exhilarating. “Looks like your jeans are too tight for you, Vikram” Kaamna said while her eyes moved towards his dick. Vikram caught her eyes & suddenly removed his hand from his dick. “Err…I think so” Vikram replied uncomfortably & pulled his shirt out so that he could hide his hard-on.

“Vikram, I need a few things from my suitcase. Can you help me get it down? It is on the top shelf.” Kaamna was on a role! She wanted to see how much longer she could tease Vikram. “Of course, Bhabhi. Just tell me which one.” Vikram was already going towards the stool which was kept in the corner. “That black one. Wait. Let me hold the stool while you get on it. It is a bit wobbly.” Vikram stood on the stool to remove the suitcase while Kaamna held the stool. Vikram almost lost his balance when he saw Kaamna’s massive cleavage from the top! He just wanted to dive into it. Seeing Vikram lose his balance, Kaamna held him by his legs. “Careful Vikram” Kaamna said looking up at him. Vikram didn’t respond. His eyes were fixed on Kaamna’s cleavage. Since she was holding his legs with both her hands, both her breasts were tightly pressed against each other. Vikram’s dick was just a few inches from Kaamna’s face as he was standing on the stool. She could smell his pre-cum. She badly she wanted to put it in her mouth & taste his dick. Her pussy juices were free flowing now. The small wet patch on her nighty was getting bigger & bigger. “Can you please hurry up? Am scared that you will fall” Kaamna lied. She wouldn’t be able to control herself if her mouth was so close to his dick. The smell of his pre-cum was making her go wild. Vikram, on the other hand, wanted to stay there as long as possible as it gave him a good view of Kaamna’s milky white breasts. “Here you go, bhabhi” Vikram heaved the suitcase down & got down from the stool. “Thanks, Vikram” Kaamna said while bending to open the suitcase. The view Vikram saw was better than from the top. Kaamna had bent straight down while going through the contents of the suitcase. Vikram could see her all the way till her legs! Her body was the most beautiful thing he had even seen. Even Sakshi’s body was nothing compared to Kaamna’s voluptuous body. Kaamna knew that Vikram was peeping inside her nighty. She could hear his breathing getting heavier. She started going through the contents of the suitcase. These were very old stuff. The stuff which she had purchased when she was newly wedded wife. She had all kinds of sexy lingerie & night dress. In the beginning, Ravi used to get turned on by this stuff. Slowly he started losing interest in it. Kaamna had packed everything & stored it in this suitcase. She finally found what she was looking, her favorite white lace panties & its matching bra. She purposefully held the panties in her hands so that Vikram could get a good look at it. Vikram was thrilled when he saw Kaamna’s sexy panties. He knew that if it goes on like this, he would not be able to control himself. Kaamna closed the suitcase & pushed it to the corner. Her pussy was hot & aching for a cock now. Her thighs felt all sticky as her juices had overflowed. It was time to take this to the next level.

“Shall I leave, Bhabhi?” Vikram was desperate to go to his room & jerk his dick off. His jeans were getting uncomfortable & sticky due to his pre-cum. “Alright, Vikram.” Kaamna replied with a sigh. She was thoroughly enjoying herself & didn’t want him to leave. As she went towards the door to open it, she tripped & fell awkwardly face down on the floor with a thud. Thankfully, her huge soft breasts had taken most of the impact of the fall. Her nighty had gone up till her ass, full exposing her milky white back thigh. Vikram was paralyzed by this sight! Her thighs were ravishingly beautiful. It took a few seconds for him to come to his senses. “Bhabhi! Are you alright?” Vikram rushed towards her. “Am alright, Vikram. I think I have sprained my ankle.” “Let me help you.” He held Kaamna by her shoulders & helped her to get up. “I don’t think I can walk, Vikram” Kaamna winced as she put a step forward. “I will help you, Bhabhi.” Vikram held her by her waist. The touch sent currents through his body! Kaamna put her right shoulder on Vikram for support, one breast fully pressed against his body. Vikram gave a soft moan when he felt this. It was so soft & big. He could feel her nipple rub against his body. He just wanted to grab those breasts & suck on it forever! The journey towards the bed was not much. But for both, Vikram & Kaamna, it seemed like ages. Her pussy throbbed when her breast was in contact with Vikram. She held Vikram very tightly so that her breast was squeezed by his body. This was the first time since her marriage her body was experiencing a lustful touch other than Ravi’s. Vikram could see that the wet patch on Kaamna’s nighty was much bigger now. He couldn’t understand what was happening. Was his Bhabhi doing all this on purpose or was she just being careless? With these thoughts in mind, he made Kaamna sit on the bed & made her lie down, slowly lifted put both her legs onto the bed. The sight of Kaamna lying on the bed was bliss. He didn’t want to leave anymore. The sight of her milky thighs, the feel of her breast pressed hard on his body forced him to stay. He wanted more!