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Tripti Getting Fucked By Devar Aashish

I am Aashish (name changed) nick name Aashu, Just a graduate with an additional foreign language diploma, not English, so I am expecting that my mistakes of grammar and vocabulary will be excused by wonderful readers of this site. This is my experience of my first sexual intercourse with my Bhabhi, my elder brother’s wife, and her name is Tripti( name changed).

Before getting to sexual experience straight away, I would like to describe the environment in which all this happened as it was just not lust or desire which bought us close, this did not happened in a second or minute or in a day, it took plenty of time. And to describe everything which bought us together, I have to take readers into my past.

You can say I was just a kid when my elder brother got married with her, Tripti Bhabhi was really beautiful, or I should say that according to me she is most beautiful female I have ever seen, and the one who has made my life beautiful with her love. Anyways, I was studying in class 10th when my brother got married with a fair and good looking female, Tripti, and truly speaking I never thought about her in that way.

Tripti Bhabhi got adjusted very easily in our family of four people, my mother, elder sister Shruti, me (Aashu) and the eldest son of our family, Ravi Bhaiya with whom she got married, as my father expired when I was in 8th. In next couple of years Tripti Bhabhi became heart of our family and she was my and my sister’s best friend.

Rather whole house was depending on her, and she was doing everything with perfection, I was preparing for my boards, my sister was doing her graduation and Tripti Bhabhi was helping me as if she is my friend, my sister, moreover I will not hesitate to say that she considered me her son and prepared me for my boards, getting up at 4 and making me study, sitting with me for hours just to talk,

just to motivate me to do well in exams, preparing food for me in odd times, and she did everything which she could do to make me study and to make me realize that how important is education. On the other end my sister Shruti was doing her graduation and after her graduation her marriage was round the corner, simultaneously Tripti Bhabhi was working on that also,

she was teaching cooking to Shruti, and various things which could help her to settle down in some other family environment. And apart from all this Tripti Bhabhi and Ravi Bhaiya, were saving money very seriously, as both were working Ravi Bhaiya was working in one private firm as an Accounts officer and Tripti Bhabhi was Hindi teacher in public institute, though I didn’t knew this at that time,

and I came to know later when this money and all there preparations came in our vision. Anyway time moved a bit and after institute I cleared 12th too very convincingly and started my graduation in sciences as Bsc, by that time my sister Shruti was graduate and on one fine day her marriage got fixed in a very good family and everybody was happy, and Tripti Bhabhi was happiest among all.

But our happiness did not lasted for a very long time, after few months my brother met with an accident and he passed away on the spot, it was disaster for us, and I cannot write what we all were feeling at that time, everything seemed into dark, and none of us came in senses for long time, including Tripti Bhabhi.

Suddenly whole perspective of our life changed, and as expected in next few months everything got messed up. Apart from the sorrow of loss of our soul of the family we started facing financial problems, Shruti my sister tried to find a job but she remained unsuccessful in the beginning, as she was getting married soon, (though date of marriage was postponed,

and exact date was under consideration) and will be leaving town and nobody gave her a chance, moreover Tripti Bhabhi did not wanted her to work as it is a normal Indian mentality to get conscious for a girl who is suppose to get married in short time. Now everybody was afraid of time, Time was running and with every passing day marriage date was coming near,

many times my sis Shruti weep in Tripti Bhabhi’s arms while saying that she is not going to marry, and wants to cancel but Tripti Bhabhi handled her with patience. As far as Tripti Bhabhi is concerned, I cannot dare to write, what she was going through as it is beyond my ability, Tripti Bhabhi almost forgot to smile,

she got busier and busier as she started taking tuitions at home for kids up to 5th for almost all subjects, and she use to get free by 8 or 9 in the night. Time moved further, after some time we received some amount as my brother’s saving (P.F. and all) and initially we thought that now with that money we will live with ease,

but Tripti Bhabhi made us live like as we were living assuming we have not received anything, restricting us into very tight budget, and truly speaking as a immature boy at that time I use to get irritated by this, the way she use to write small expenses and use to ask about each and every penny.

After some efforts my sis Shruti got one job, but she was restricted to come home by maximum 6 by Tripti Bhabhi and that is why she remained unsuccessful to retain that job as distance between her office and home was bit too much. Tripti Bhabhi did not give any importance to Shruti’s job and remained unmoved on her decision.

Soon Shruti got another job of lesser salary near our house, now like Tripti Bhabhi she was also teaching, but she was teaching French, which she learned in her collage as a subject. Inflow of money improved but not our life-style, we all were feeding just our basic needs, that’s it. I remember one of my mistakes of that period for which I almost got ripped up By Tripti Bhabhi.

In the night around 11, I was laying on the couch reading erotic stuff while keeping it inside my register. Suddenly Tripti Bhabhi appeared from the door behind me and found me reading something other than my courseware. Actually I was not expecting anybody from that side, even she didn’t knew that I am laying here, as I use to sleep with my mother and Shruti my sister and Tripti Bhabhi use to sleep in the other bedroom.

I don’t know when she got up and went out from the back door, into the veranda to get the dried clothes from the rope which is tied outside and came in from this door as she saw that main door is unbolted. Anyway she came closer to me in curiosity to see that what I am reading while keeping it in my register and took it from my hand and as she saw a Hindi erotic stories with bit of hand made nude sketches,

in which boy and girl were having sex and penetration is shown, she banged that book on my face very hard and went inside. I was in shock and before I would have done anything, Tripti Bhabhi came back after putting clothes which she bought from out side and picked up that book from the floor and went inside kitchen and after a minute she appeared again and crossed me while going out to veranda with that book which was burning.

Tripti Bhabhi set that book on fire and threw it out and then went inside her bedroom. After that I was in strange mood, I did not talked to her for next couple of days. I was little afraid of her, also bit angry on her, mainly because of that knock of the book which she made in anger.

Once again after few more days I was studying in the drawing room and everyone else was sleeping, my sis Shruti in her bedroom and my mother in other, Tripti Bhabhi came and stood bit far from me and continued watching me study. I got bit uneasy and this time with sarcastic expressions showed her the side of register on which notes were written, just to make her sure that I am not reading that stuff.

Her expressions did not changed with my act and she remained calm, and after a minute she came bit closer and sat on central table which was kept near the couch on which I was laying. I got up and looked into her eyes as if I have not done anything wrong. “Aashu, don’t misunderstand me” Tripti Bhabhi spoke in very soft voice, I continued looking at her,

“I am expecting a lot from you, and I am depending on you” her voice was very soft, then again she spoke, “I want you to study very hard, so that we can live better, everything depends on you and your hard work” (whatever she spoke, she spoke in Hindi and I have translated it into English).

Then after a pause she spoke again, “I am sorry for what I did at that time, mujhe gussa aa gaya tha” and by the end of the sentence tears started flowing down from her eye as lot of water was already floating in her eyes. And she got up to go and before turning she caressed my cheek with her soft hand and went inside her bedroom.

I was speechless, I did not had anything to speak, I was unable to gather courage to say even sorry to her. Suddenly I realized that Tripti Bhabhi has become lot older than her actual age and in no time she is changed a lot. Finally after some more time the marriage day came and everything went much better as it was expected, that day I realized that why Tripti Bhabhi always insisted us to remain in tight budget,

as it was marriage and in India marriage means hell of expenditure and it was Tripti Bhabhi’s efforts that she managed everything so well that all our relatives were shocked to see everything going so well. Finally my sis Shruti departed with her husband and now Tripti Bhabhi got bit relaxed, but it was not over, lot of money was spent on this occasion and she did not had much now, situation was once again same.

Tripti Bhabhi continued working like she use to and now she use to spend time me, started motivating me to work hard in my studies, she use to discuss my career options with me and started searching post graduation courses for me, and use to talk to me about different courses and all.

By this time I knew that what she was getting as a salary and what she is earning as an extra income by giving tuitions at home, and knowing that it seemed impossible to me to go for further studies with good career options, but Tripti Bhabhi was really very enthusiastic to look forward.
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