Horny Bhopal Bhabhi Fucked By Laundry Guy

Hi, my name is Mansi. I am a 43-year-old married woman. I have a chubby body. My figure is 38-34-40. I am married for at least 20 years. I have two kids and both live out of town because of their studies. I and my husband live together.

Everything was good between me and my husband. But now our sex life is not that good as my husband is always busy in his work and I think he has lost interest in me.

I am a typical Indian woman who like any other woman look after every household stuff and my husband. Because of my chubby body and big breasts, men always stare at my body with lust and desire specially my breasts.

Today, I am going to narrate my story which happened between me and a laundry guy. My husband used to work in an NGO and was posted in a small town near Bhopal. We used to live in a small rented house.

We lived on the first floor and on the ground floor, there were different small shops. In that market, one of the shops was owned by a laundry guy named Krishna. He was a young guy probably 30-35 years old. He was thin built with an average height of 5 feet 5 inches. He used to regularly come to my house take the clothes for laundry and pressing.

This was a regular working day so my husband had left for his work and I was all alone at home. After finishing my household works, I went to take a bath. When I was inside my bathroom, someone knocked on the door. So I came out of my bathroom and went to my main door and asked from inside, “Kaun hai?”

He answered, “Bhabhi, Krishna. Kapda dena hai?” I replied, “Haa ruko.”

Then I went inside my bedroom, took all the clothes to give and was coming to the main door. Then, suddenly I realized that I was fully naked so I took my towel and put it around my body and then opened the door.

The laundry guy was sitting on the floor so I bent down to give the clothes to him and in that process, my cleavage was fully visible to him. Then I stood up and adjusted my towel. Now he moved forward to take all the clothes and then his eyes were stuck on my towel.

Suddenly I realized that the towel was very short covering just above my thighs and he saw my vagina! Then I moved a little backward. I saw that the laundry wala had an erection. I could see it as he used to wear only a banyan, his undies and gamcha which he had put around his waist.

I was very embarrassed. Then I was asked him when will he give the clothes back and he said that he will give it after two days. Then he stood up and left.

I closed the door, took my shower, dried myself, and my hair and did everything. Simultaneously, I was thinking about the incident and was also thinking that for the first time, a guy other than my husband saw my vagina! I was getting restless and shivers were going down my body.

Then I removed my towel and went to my bed and started to finger my pussy thinking about the laundry man Krishna and his big erect dick! I was imagining me and the laundry guy completely naked on the bed and his dick touching my vaginal walls and we smooching each other!

Krishna was fondling my boobs and sucking my nipples in my imagination and after some time, my vaginal fluids started to flow and my bed was wet.

Now I wanted Krishna so badly and planned to seduce him when he came next time. As promised, he came after two days. I had seen him coming from my balcony so I removed my clothes and was just wearing my red bra and underwear. Then I left my main door half-opened and went to the kitchen and started to prepare something.

The laundry guy came and knocked on the door. I ignored it as if I didn’t hear anything. After two minutes of knocking and calling me, he came inside. I knew as I could hear his footsteps and after searching for me everywhere, he came towards the kitchen. Then he saw me just in my lingerie from behind.

Suddenly, I turned toward him and I saw a huge bulge and lust in his eyes. I said, “Krishna ji, aap 1-minute change karke aati hoon.”

He said, “Koi baat nahi bhabhi, aap acchi lag rahi hai”. Then I pretended as if I was embarrassed and told the laundry wala to sit on the sofa in the drawing room while I made him a cup of tea and he went.

After making the tea, I took one cup each for us and went into the hall where he was sitting. I gave him the cup and kept my cup on the table. Then I went to the main door and locked it.

I came back to the hall and sat in front of him on the sofa. I took my cup and started drinking my tea. He was just staring at my body from head to toe.

After finishing my tea, I told him to wait and I will bring him the money for the laundry. I went inside my bedroom, took the money from my purse and gave him. He returned the change.

After taking the change, I intentionally dropped the change and bent down to pick it up. In this process, my ass was facing him! Then I stood upright and suddenly, I felt his hands on my waist!! It was what I wanted and it sent shivers through my body, I got goosebumps.

Then I turned around and said, “Krishna ji, ye aap kya kar rahe hai? Ye galat hai”. But suddenly laundry guy pulled my panty down and started touching my vagina! I was in heaven but I just pretended like I was resisting even though I was enjoying every bit of it.

Then he pulled me towards him and hugged me. He started kissing my neck and groping my ass simultaneously. Now he knew I was enjoying it and then he told me to lie on the sofa. But I asked him to come to the bedroom and just pulled him towards the bedroom.

We smooched each other for a minute. Then the horny laundry guy pushed me towards the bed and said, “Jab se aapka bhur dekha hai tab se chatna chahta hun.” He then started to lick my vagina and for the very first time in my life, someone was licking my pussy! My husband didn’t like oral sex. I was just having the best time of my life.

I was pressing the laundry guy’s head into my vagina and moaning loudly. After some time and because of his continuous licking, I had an orgasm and my vaginal juice started coming out. He took every drop of it in his mouth.

Then he hugged me and removed my bra. He just started fondling my boobs like a boy playing with a new toy. He sucked my nipples and bit them. My nipples soon turned red, it was so painful that tears were flowing from my eyes. But I was loving it too as for the first time, I was having so passionate sex which I dreamt about.

Then I was kissing him. I took off his banyan and then removed his gamcha and threw them on the floor. I started licking his chest. Then I just pulled his underwear down and then came out the laundry man’s huge dick which was at least 9 inches long, surrounded by hairs.

I started jerking the laundrywala’s dick and then he asked me to take his dick in my mouth. I told him that I can’t but he begged for it. I still hesitated a bit. But he wanted it badly.

So I told him to wait and went to the kitchen. I took the chocolate syrup bottle and came back. He was getting desperate. He said, “Ye kya he?”

I told him to just wait and watch. I poured the chocolate syrup on his dick and he shouted, “Bahut thanda hai kya h ye?” It was cold as I just took it out from the fridge. Then I started licking his balls and he was moaning, “Bhabhi, aah aap randi h aah aur jor se chatiye”. Then I started sucking the laundry guy’s dick. After about 15 minutes, he just cummed his load and I swallowed it!

Then, after about 20 minutes of kissing and licking each other again, his dick was aroused. I sat on his dick and started moving up and down. I was moaning loudly, “Aah Krishna aaaah uhh..” His balls were colliding with my vagina were producing continuous “chap chap chap” sounds.

Then he told me to lie down and the laundry guy started fucking me in the missionary position. I was shouting, moaning and requesting him to go slow on me but he wasn’t listening.

I was shouting, “Dheere Krishnaa..aah..uff dheere karo..” Then he came inside my pussy. I also had my orgasm. I removed the bedsheet as it was dirty, then we took a shower together and we slept together hugging each other.

Later, he left. This continued till my husband and I lived there. It was one of the best extra-marital sex experiences of my life.

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