Kiran, The Dominating Bhabhi – Part 1

Hello everyone. I’m back with a new and unique story. A story where Kiran Bhabhi dominates me. You can read my previous stories. I hope you enjoy them.

I have wanted to share this story for a long time. Kiran Bhabhi was happily married to her husband and had a kid. Happily married points to only normal life. Kiran Bhabhi’s sex life wasn’t good at all. Let me explain further.

Kiran Bhabhi’s sex life was almost dead since the kid was born. Her husband was quite busy with work. You all know how young mommies crave sex, and their pussy needs good drilling. The same was the issue with Kiran Bhabhi. I always wanted to help her, and I did it.

I had a great sex life with Jyoti Bhabhi. But of course, you won’t leave an opportunity with more ladies. Talking about Kiran Bhabhi, she is good-looking and a bombshell. Amazing, perfectly shaped boobs, normal ass, but an extremely tasty pink pussy. Kiran Bhabhi maintained her pussy well.

It was the time we both were invited to a common friend’s daughter’s birthday. Kiran Bhabhi’s husband had dropped her off and went to his relative’s house. Party was awesome, and we had lots of fun. It lasted for a good long 4 hours. I was about to leave when I heard Kiran Bhabhi say she would take an Uber.

I genuinely asked her, “Should I drop you?” There were no trust issues, so she agreed, and we left together. Regarding her attire, Kiran Bhabhi was wearing a normal salwar kameez but sleeveless, as all modern women prefer nowadays. She was looking good.

I wasn’t leaving any chance to look at her beauty and sexy and smooth skin. We left the building and were riding. Then suddenly, Kiran Bhabhi said to stop. I stopped at a corner. I asked her what had happened? She said, “I want to smoke a cigarette.”

I was astonished to hear that, and I never knew this side of her existed. I was happy, though, and we drove to a nearby tea stall. Meanwhile, it was 9 pm. Kiran Bhabhi called her husband and told him it would be late, and the party was still going on.

I knew something was not right. Otherwise, why would Kiran Bhabhi lie? We both smoked 1 cigarette each and drank tea. Kiran Bhabhi was a pro at smoking.

She told me, “I love smoking but can’t do it because my husband and his parents don’t know. If they know, it will be a big problem. I have to do this lie to get some me time.”

We spent around 15-20 minutes in the tea stall, smoking multiple cigarettes and sometimes sharing the same. I loved the taste of her lipstick. Soon, we left the tea stall. Everything went back to normal after dropping Kiran Bhabhi.

I drove back home. But Kiran Bhabhi had become quite close to me after that day. She stayed around 15 minutes from my place. So I used to go to meet and have a smoke with her whenever free.  We had bonded up well. Kiran Bhabhi seemed genuinely happy now.

One fine day, she called me and told me, “My husband is going on some business trip for 3 days, and I want to enjoy those 3 days.” The day came. Her husband left, and she dropped her kid off with his grandparents.

After reaching home, she called me up. Kiran Bhabhi told me to bring cigarettes and booze. Another shock in my life. I followed as she said. I reached Kiran Bhabhi’s house. She was wearing a normal but silky nightgown. We sat down at the table and immediately started smoking and drinking.

Kiran Bhabhi was enjoying it a lot. She was getting drunk little by little. Kiran Bhabhi said, “Let’s smoke a cigarette on the balcony.” Her balcony was safe, and it was new construction. Her house was on the 32nd floor. Kiran Bhabhi’s family only occupied the 32nd floor.

We walked to the balcony and lit cigarettes. While smoking, I saw a collection of Kiran Bhabhi’s bras drying on the rope. I could see 5 bras of Kiran Bhabhi drying out. But I couldn’t think of why she washed 5 bras together. It was all the alcohol thinking, not me.

We were drunk enough, and none of us would remember anything we would talk about. I felt courageous then. I asked Kiran Bhabhi, “Why are so many bras drying out here?”

Kiran Bhabhi laughed and called me a dumb guy. She was constantly laughing. She stopped and said she was busy at work, so 5 days of clothes piled up. So she washed them today before I came. Even I thought dumb of myself to ask that.

Kiran Bhabhi was happy that we were close enough now. I asked, “Can I borrow one of your bras and return it later?” You know well enough how big of a fan I am of bras. Kiran Bhabhi happily said that I could grab one from any 5. I said, “No, No.” I insisted she give me a used bra.

Kiran Bhabhi was clueless, but she gave me a bra from the washing lot. I was pretty happy now. We drank a lot after that. Kiran Bhabhi slept off on the table itself. I picked her up and put her on the bed. Later I came out and cleaned up everything. I sorted the garbage and kept it out.

The house was clean now. I was about to sleep when I saw the bra Kiran Bhabhi gave me. I dug my nose in it. Kiran Bhabhi smells like a sexy angel. Oh, what a pleasure. I stripped off my clothes, wore Kiran Bhabhi’s bra and masturbated, thinking of her.

I shot my thick cum directly on her bra. I was resting for a while but fell asleep in the same condition. Because of my bad luck, Kiran Bhabhi woke up before me. Kiran Bhabhi saw the house clean, and when she came into the centre of the room, she got the shock of a lifetime seeing me wearing her bra.

She was astounded by how it happened and how I got a hold of her bra? She remembered nothing after getting drunk. I was in complete deep sleep, realizing nothing. Kiran Bhabhi did little. She took a blanket and covered me with the blanket.

Kiran Bhabhi went back and slept in her bedroom. I woke up at 9 and saw myself covered in a blanket, but I never remembered putting on a blanket. Then I realized that I was still wearing Kiran Bhabhi’s bra. I immediately removed her bra, wore my clothes and checked if Kiran Bhabhi had woken up or not.

She was sleeping, so I took the bra and put it in the washing machine. Later, I made breakfast. After cooking breakfast, I woke up Kiran Bhabhi. She freshened up, and we had breakfast. Kiran Bhabhi didn’t look at me suspiciously. She said, “I’ll take a bath now and then cook lunch.”

Kiran Bhabhi went to take a bath. After the bath, she came in, and I kept staring at her. She was wearing a sleeveless nightgown which was so transparent that I could see what she had worn inside. Kiran Bhabhi was wearing a sexy black bra and red panty.

She went to cook lunch. I was helping her cook lunch and constantly rubbing my erect dick. I asked Kiran Bhabhi, “Are we going to drink today?” She said, “Of course.” After listening to that, I got excited. I went out, got cigarettes and 2 bottles of vodka, some cold drinks and snacks.

When I returned home and opened the door, Kiran Bhabhi was cleaning the fan. As I entered, I saw her sweet shiny armpits, which looked so tasty. Kiran Bhabhi caught me staring at her underarms; that was ultimately her plan. Kiran Bhabhi was getting successful in seducing me.

Evening came in, and we sat to party. We were drinking like pigs and smoking good. Kiran Bhabhi got drunk enough to make her tipsy. We finished one bottle of vodka. She was finding it difficult even to stay awake. I asked her if I should serve her food. She replied yes. So I set the table, and we had food.

After dinner, Kiran Bhabhi insisted I put her to bed. I took the chance, held her, and explored her whole body. Touching her back where the bra hook was, her cute ass. I touched all over her body. I got horny, but I had to put her to bed. After 5 minutes, Kiran Bhabhi called my name and immediately shut the door.

I went to her bedroom door, and I found the black bra she was wearing lying on the floor. She left it for me. I understood. I took it and wore it and masturbated, thinking of Kiran Bhabhi. It wasn’t enough for me. So I went to the balcony, took those bras, and masturbated.

I downloaded some solo pics of Kiran Bhabhi from FB and masturbated looking at those pics. After I finished, I kept all the bras in their place. The black bra which Kiran Bhabhi gave me, I kept on at the door. Later I slept off.

I woke up in the morning to find Kiran Bhabhi dressed up in a saree. Saree with a sexy, beautiful sleeveless blouse. I told her, “Good morning,” and told her she was looking extremely beautiful. Kiran Bhabhi blushed a bit, and then I went to take a bath and freshened up too.

We had a delicious breakfast, and Kiran Bhabhi said, “Let’s smoke now.” We proceeded to the balcony, and I had a flashback from last night. I checked that all the bras were missing, but I ignored them to be safe. We lit one cigarette each and were smoking.

After a while, Kiran Bhabhi dropped her cigarette, and she bent down to pick it up. Her saree pallu dropped as soon as she bent, exposing her upper body. My eyes widened and just stared at her smooth and silky navel and her two big mangoes covered in the blouse.

Kiran Bhabhi didn’t bother to put the pallu back, but she was looking at me, staring at her body. After a while, I realized it and glanced Kiran Bhabhi in her eyes. She immediately asked, ‘’Did you finish staring at me? Can I put back the pallu now?’’ I replied yes awkwardly, nodding my head.

We went back in after smoking. Suddenly, Kiran Bhabhi commanded me to remove all my clothes. I was shocked at that, and I denied it. After that denial, she commanded more firmly. I denied it again.

Kiran Bhabhi straightaway, with no context, questioned me. “Do you want me to complaint against you to your family?’’ I was scared to death now. I immediately stripped off my clothes. Kiran Bhabhi asked me to sit on the sofa, and she went to her bedroom. I was dumbfounded.

She came from the bedroom with 2 bras in her hand. She threw the bras at me and told me to wear one. I wore one of her bras as she commanded. It impressed her that I hooked the bra so fast in one go. She then stripped off her saree, being in a blouse and petticoat.

Seeing her, my dick stood up immediately, which Kiran Bhabhi wanted. She said, “Wrap the 2nd bra around your dick and start stroking it.” I started masturbating, looking at Kiran Bhabhi’s sexy curves. Those mango-shaped boobs and her small but cute ass. I was about to cum.

Kiran Bhabhi ran towards me, held my dick and forced it into her mouth. She started blowing my dick hard. Within seconds, I shot my thick cum directly into her mouth. Kiran Bhabhi drank it all and gave a wicked smile. Kiran Bhabhi wore back her saree.

But she told me to be naked and not to wear any clothes, and she also didn’t permit me to remove the bra I was wearing. I was roaming around in the house the same way. Kiran Bhabhi was touching my dick whenever she wanted. It was as if I was getting groped, but I wasn’t complaining.

Kiran Bhabhi went to her bedroom and came out in 2 minutes with a bra in her hand. She threw it at me and asked me to wear it. I wore it as she said. Kiran Bhabhi asked me to sit on the sofa, and she climbed onto the dining table. She inserted her hand inside her saree and started masturbating, looking at me.

She was fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit, looking very sexy. Her expressions were so seductive. Shortly after, I started stroking my dick, but she stopped me and told me not to touch my dick. She constantly masturbated for 20 minutes with multiple orgasms.

She came down from the table, removed her panty and threw it at me. It was completely wet and drenched with all her sweet-tasting cum. I licked it all, and it tasted so good. I licked her whole panty. I never knew such innocent-looking Kiran Bhabhi could be so dominant and wild.

3 days passed, but we didn’t have sex, but we had done a lot other than that. I told her, “Thank you for everything.” I was about to leave, but just then, Kiran Bhabhi gifted me her used bra, panty and the blouse she was wearing yesterday. “Thank you,” I told her.

She said for the last time that she wanted to blow my cock and consume my cum. I removed my pants, and Kiran Bhabhi pushed me onto the sofa and started giving me a blowjob. It was so amazing to get a blowjob from her.

Kiran Bhabhi kept blowing for 5-6 minutes, and here we go, thick loaded cum into her mouth directly. I pulled back my pants, told Kiran Bhabhi bye, and left. We used to sex talk a lot on WhatsApp. Kiran Bhabhi was happy with whatever happened. No regrets whatsoever, and that’s what I wanted.

I told Kiran Bhabhi that her bra, panty and blouse were a blessing. I cummed on them many times, and it’s loaded with my dried-up cum. She got shy and blushed. Finally, one fine day after 2-3 months, she said she wanted to have sex and was ready. I was so damn happy and excited after hearing that.

Kiran Bhabhi praised my enormous dick and said that she would feel great taking my cock inside her. I told Kiran Bhabhi, “I will make some arrangements and soon get into action. I can’t wait to explore your body, especially your pussy, with my tongue and dick.”

Kiran Bhabhi was excited and told me she would be waiting for it.

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