Helping a Hot Bhabhi Conceive – Part 3

Hello everyone. Milflover is back with the third part of the story. If you haven’t read the first two parts, I recommend reading the first and second parts. I have written other stories about my widow aunt. Do read those stories also.

Now coming to the story.

We woke up at around 4 in the afternoon with the phone from the reception for high tea. I woke up, and then Bhabhi woke up. We kissed each other, and then I told her to prepare for the high tea.

She wore a top and shorts, and we went to the restaurant for high tea. We had our tea and chit chat for some time.

Bhabhi: I enjoyed what happened today. I haven’t cum like this ever before.

Me: Thank you, Bhabhi! I’m happy that you are satisfied.

Bhabhi: I cum so hard that I got so tired. I don’t remember when I spelt.

Me: You were sleeping like a baby. You looked so cute while you were sleeping.

Bhabhi: You didn’t let me satisfy you. Tonight I’m not going to listen to you. I will give you a blowjob. You can cum in my pussy after the blowjob.

Me: Haven’t got condoms, Bhabhi. Let’s go and get them. Which flavour would you like?

Bhabhi: No condoms. We will go to raw and rough.

Me: But Bhabhi…

Bhabhi and I rented a scooty to explore the area. I didn’t know how to drive a two Wheeler, so Bhabhi drove the scooty. I enjoyed sitting behind Bhabhi.

Bhabhi: You can keep your hands on my waist. Don’t be shy. You have seen it all, and still, you are shying to hold me from my waist. Come on, hold me whichever way you want.

I grabbed Bhabhi from her waist. I inserted my hands in her top and started to feel her waist. After feeling her waist for some time, I started to roll my finger in her navel. The navel hole wasn’t deep enough.

Bhabhi was enjoying it. We reached our destination to see the sunset. Bhabhi held my hand like we were a couple.

Bhabhi: Thank you so much, dear.

Bhabhi was getting a little emotional.

Me: What happened, Bhabhi?

Bhabhi: You don’t know how I am feeling. My husband doesn’t give me enough time. He is just into work. He wants to earn more and more money. He doesn’t care about me.

Bhabhi: On our honeymoon as well, he was attending calls. I have missed this all my life. And then my mother-in-law also taunts me for not getting pregnant even when the problem is in her son.

Me: Don’t be sad, Bhabhi. I am here for you. Let’s enjoy these 9-10 days. I will try and make them the best days of your life.

Bhabhi: We shall make these days the best of our lives, not just my life.

Bhabhi started to kiss me. I responded to her back. We kissed for good 5 minutes. After the sunset, it started getting dark and we decided to return to the room.

While returning, I put my hands on Bhabhi’s top and removed her bra. Bhabhi was shocked by this behaviour. I kept that bra in my mouth and again touched her top. I started pressing those medium-sized soft melons of Bhabhi.

I kept pressing those boobs. In between, I would pinch her nipples, making her hard. Bhabhi was getting horny with me pressing her boobs. She would give soft moans when I would pinch her nipples.

When we were near our resort, Bhabhi stopped and asked me to return her bra. I didn’t agree to give the bra back. Then Bhabhi started to request me to give the bra back.

Bhabhi: If you give me the bra back, I will wear such a great nightgown tonight, which you would love to remove.

Me: If you say so. I will return this to you, but you must remove your top on this road and wear the bra.

Bhabhi: Are you out of your mind? We might have to go behind the bars for this. We are in another country we don’t know the laws here. I don’t want to go to jail.

Me: Okay, then I will not give this back. Let the staff keep ogling at you. Their eyes will get a feast as well. I am sure they already want to see you nude.

Bhabhi: Just that I am here with you and allowing you to fuck me doesn’t mean you will do whatever you want (in a scolding tone).

Me(sadly): Keep this. I was trying to make it fun.

Bhabhi wore her bra, and we went to the resort. I went into the room and took a cold shower. My mood was spoiled, and I went to the bar for drinks. Bhabhi kept calling me, but I didn’t pick up her call.

After a few missed calls from Bhabhi, I received a call from my aunt.

Aunt: Heyy! Just received a call from Bhabhi. She was telling me you are upset. What happened?

I told her the whole story. To which she replied

Aunt: Don’t be upset. You know I am always there for you, if you want such things do it with me. Don’t forget you are there for a purpose.

Me: But aunt, she said that her husband, who happens to be your brother, doesn’t give her time or care about her. I was trying to be playful with her.

Me: If she wants me to get her pregnant, I also have no problem with that. I would just fuck her, cum inside her pussy, sleep and repeat.

Aunt: Do whatever you want. For my mother’s happiness, make her pregnant anyhow.

She put the phone down, and I went back to the room. Bhabhi was wearing a nightgown. She looked gorgeous. That was a lacy gown and was very much revealing everything.

Bhabhi came near me and tried to kiss me. She started kissing my lips, but I didn’t respond to her back. She sat down on her knees and slowly started to remove my shorts. I saw her cleavage, and my cock started rising in my underwear.

She removed my underwear as well, and my cock hit her face. I was not at all interested in these things now. I just knew that I had to cum inside her pussy. I made her stand up and remove her gown. She was standing nude in front of me.

I threw her on the bed and got on top of her. Without any foreplay, I adjusted my cock in her pussy hole and started pounding her pussy hard. Bhabhi kept moaning loud, but being upset and the beer showed its effect on me. I didn’t show mercy on her.

Bhabhi: Ah! Slow down, oh!

I kept fucking her hard in the missionary position for 20 minutes. She was in pain with my pounding of her pussy. With a loud moan, I cum inside her. I got off from Bhabhi. We were both breathing heavily. I ordered fish and rice for myself and a beer.

I had my dinner and slept on the sofa. I didn’t know what Bhabhi did after that. I didn’t talk to her that night.

What happened next? The story will tell you in the next part. Till then, enjoy reading my other stories, and you can connect with me at [email protected].