My Friends Wife thinks I am her Husband – Part 2

It was almost more than 30 minutes now. The kitchen had become chilled, and Ratan and I were lying in our underwear. I pulled up the blanket, which was under my feet, to cover myself up. Unknowingly, I pulled up the blanket which Ratan and bhabhi use for themselves. It was a big blanket from all sides.

I was now nicely covered and thought I should cover Ratan, also. While lying there, I somehow managed to pull up the blanket and tried to put it on Ratan. He was in a deep sleep with very light snoring. I had turned on my right side and was quietly covering Ratan with the blanket.

This was the moment I got a shock. As soon as I was done covering Ratan with the blanket, I turned my back with my face towards the ceiling. I could feel a hand on my chest.

It was Bhabhi hugging me, thinking it was her husband – Ratan, who was sleeping/passed out next to me. My heartbeat started raging. I had never thought about this ever. Never pictured bhabhi in this way. She had always been Ratan’s wife/ Bhabhi to me.

She had no idea it wasn’t her husband who she hugged so tight. I was frozen at this moment. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. The only thing I could feel was a bit uncomfortable in my underwear.

She was sleeping on her right side, facing me, while her left hand was on my chest, her left leg bent on the knee, resting on my cock over the blanket. She had no idea about the blanket. As soon as she felt the blanket, It didn’t take her much time to get under it in the same position.

While she covered herself with the blanket, she came closer to me than before. I could feel her boobs on my left arm while my knuckles were close to her snatch. The only thing that came to mind was why she was so hot down there. I was still acting as if I was sleeping, but I was pretty sure bhabhi wasn’t.

I could feel her warm breath on my neck. My left arm was right between both her boobs. The way she was breathing made them squish a bit on my arm. They were soft. I could even make out where her left nipple was, as it was poking me on my arm.

I could say she wasn’t the type of female who would care to wear a bra. Her boobs weren’t massive nor too small. They were perfect for an average man’s palms, mostly a 32B or C, but were nice and plumpy. The only part touching my arm’s bare skin was her navel.

She didn’t have a flat stomach but wasn’t a flab either. There was a lot of heat where my knuckles were trapped. After about 5 more minutes, her left hand, resting on my chest, started making some movements. My dick trapped under her knee was rock hard and hurting a lot due to all this.

Her hand started moving on my chest, making its way down to my stomach while her lips touched my neck. Her lips opened up just a little and kissed me on my neck. Then there was a sucking sensation followed by her tongue licking my neck.

Her heartbeat had also started racing now and was matching my pace. Her left leg lowered slightly as her hand went down from my chest towards my cock. She was so hot at that moment that she wasn’t in a state to waste time. She was there for one thing and one thing only, and that was my cock.

She put her hand inside my underwear and wrapped her fingers around the girth of my cock. There was a gasp as she got a hold of my member while she was sucking and kissing my neck. I thought Bhabhi came to know by grabbing my cock that it wasn’t her husband.

I was bigger than him, and her gasp made it clear. She didn’t stop, though. The kissing and sucking continued with the same intensity, if not more. She was playing with my dick head and stroking it at the same time. It was too much for me to take in, that too, so unexpectedly.

My balls had become heavy. I knew there would be a leak of precum anytime. Her strokes continued around my shaft, and a bit of precum leaked from my cock in no time. It did not matter to her as she continued to massage my shaft.

Her face changed its position and was now close to my lips, slowly making its way to suck it. I didn’t open my lips as she kept on sucking them. I think she knew what she was doing or what needed to be done to get what she wanted.

Her hand, around my shaft, moved down to my balls, applying the precum all over it. This move made my lips open, leaving a moan, which she was expecting. As soon as she felt my lips open up, She inserted her tongue and started sucking my lips wildly.

Her tongue was exploring my mouth while her hand was playing with my balls. All this made me go crazy. I was in no state to handle myself or to hold back anymore. I started reciprocating slowly, sucking her lips as she sucked mine with a bit of tongue fight in between.

I wanted to go wild with her but wanted to keep it low. I didn’t want to give up that it wasn’t Ratan but someone else. Ratan had passed out beside me, so I didn’t want to wake him up. I knew that if I kept these things in mind and let things go the way they were, there wouldn’t be any problem for anyone.

No one from the other side of the kitchen would come on this side. Nor would Ratan wake up after having all the alcohol he had drunk. So it was just Bhabhi and me for a long time.

She was almost on top of me and was still kissing me. She took my left hand and placed it on her boobs, instructing me to have fun with them. I started massaging her right boob with my left hand over her blouse. I made my right hand land right on her butt cheek.

I grabbed both of those soft lumps and started squeezing them. There was a soft moan from her mouth into mine as we kissed and sucked each other’s lips. Bhabhi was too turned on at that moment. She was rubbing her pussy on my left thigh.

While managing somehow not to let go of my cock and keep her mouth busy kissing me. Her body temperature was too high at that point. Due to no bra, her erect nipple was easy to locate over her blouse.

I took her nipple between my fingers and pinched it to tease her, followed by a hard squeeze on her ass with my other hand. There was an audible moan from her side as my hands worked on her body. The moaning could have been a bit louder.

Yet no one would have been able to hear it. Bhabhi took off her lips and whispered in my ear

Bhabhi: Put it inside, fast!

Saying this, she got off me and laid beside me, pulling me over her. I took off my underwear to get all the comfort before ploughing this pussy. I lay in between Bhabhi’s legs. I was on top of her now, waiting to enter the love hole of my sweet and innocent bhabhi. I pulled her saree up to her ass.

Bhabhi lifted her lower body to allow me to pull her saree up even more for better access to her pussy. I took my hand to her pussy to remove her panty; to my surprise, she wasn’t wearing one then.

My fingers touched her labia and were drenched in her juice in a second. She was flowing down there. I inserted my finger in her hole, and another moan from her mouth was added with a sudden arch of her body. Before she could let out another sound from her mouth, I locked her lips with mine and sucked them.

The temperature inside her pussy was high, and the walls were soaking wet. I started drilling her pussy with my fingers. There was a squishy noise besides the loud breathing and light moaning. Her right hand was holding my arm, which was in her pussy. While her left hand pushed me inside her face.

I slowed down and started to rub her clit with my thumb. She started vibrating. Her whole body shivered beneath me. I started feeling her pussy lips with my fingers, giving her body a little time to calm down. Her pussy lips felt soft and weren’t big.

They were a short portion of skin coming out of her pussy and wet with her juice. I rubbed her pussy gently and started entering inside her. I could not find her entrance with my dick. She held it in her hand and guided it to her hole. I started pushing slowly, entering inside her.

She was tight. Not too tight, but tight enough. I knew she would scream if I entered a little more inside. So I kissed her wildly and pushed my dick deep inside her, but slowly.

If Ratan hadn’t been drunk and just sleeping, he would have been awake if he had heard the low scream Bhabhi had made when I entered fully inside her. Her palms clenched my back and made some scratch marks. Once deep inside her, I stopped there.

I lay on her while still kissing her and waited for her pain to subside. Yet kept kissing her, exploring the depth of her mouth. Her heart was beating faster than mine. My right hand started mauling her left boob and was playing with her nipple.

Bhabhi took her hands off my back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I could feel her hands from my back loose and come between us. She took her hands and placed them back behind me. I parted my lips from hers and bent down to suck her boobs.

At the same time, pulling out my dick which was inside her. I started sucking the nipple of her right boob and stroked my dick back inside her, which wasn’t completely out yet. Her hands clenched around my head tight with her nipple in my mouth.

I was playing with her nipple through my tongue, flicking it, licking it, sucking it. Her left boob was taking some bashing as my right hand was mauling it. I had now started stroking her slowly. I switched from her right boob to her left boob. My left hand went to the right boob to massage it.

I took the nipple in between my fingers and started playing with it. Pinching it, Rubbing it, Pulling it. I made sure the treatment her right nipple got was delivered to the left nipple.

Her legs wrapped around my waist tightly while I was pounding her pussy. Short heavy breaths came out of her mouth. I was grinding myself on her so that there wouldn’t be any noise of our bodies hitting each other. I could not control the animal inside me and be full of energy to release.

I took the risk, pulled up my lower body a bit, and started humping. It caused a bit of sound as our bodies collided. But safe enough that Ratan wouldn’t wake up when passed out. I took my mouth off her boobs. I went up to kiss her and held both her boobs with my hands, and kneaded them.

I failed to find her face to kiss and landed my head beside hers. Her body started getting stiff again as her hold on my body started getting tighter. I pinched both her nipples and started ramming her fast. Her body shivered, and her nails scratched my body once again.

Her pussy clenched around my shaft while her body tried to lift. I stroked her hard, forcing her body to stay on the ground. She moaned a bit loud and covered her mouth to control the scream. My balls that had filled up to their brim were now flooding her pussy.

Ripples of cum shot out of my dick, deep inside her pussy. Our juices mixed up inside her hole. I stroked her hard as I was draining my balls and just laid on top of her. Her body still vibrates a bit, grip losing down slowly. We were sweating even though the room was chilled. I could sense the heat released from her body as I lay on top of her.

Once her hands and legs fell back on the floor, I took myself off her body and laid my back next to her. She took a long time to make any movement with her body as she lay still. Then she took her hands up till her breasts, pulled her blouse and wore it properly, then pulled down her saree and dozed off.

My dick had also dozed off as it had sunken down to its relaxed position. My mind was in no state of sleepiness. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I was thinking about the heated moment that I had just now. I was ready to give anything for it to happen again.

I was sober as fuck. Then reality hit me, and I started thinking about the marks I had on my back. It will be in problem if anyone sees it, let alone Bhabhi!

I got up sometime after making sure that bhabhi was asleep. I wore my underwear and my shirt. After a bit of struggle, I succeeded in turning Ratan to his usual place and went to sleep in my original place. It was hard to fall asleep that night, but I was happy.

I was pretty sure that even Bhabhi went to sleep. Happy!