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My bhabhi, Radha, was 21, a stunning beauty with a fair complexion, a curvy figure, and a playful spark in her eyes. Her 5’4” frame, full breasts, slim waist, and round hips made her irresistible. I, Vijay, was 18, lean, 5’8”, and full of youthful energy. Radha had just finished her B.A. final exams, and I had to accompany her to Ujjain to collect her results. What happened in Ujjain brought us so close that all our hesitations vanished.
We left Ratlam early in the morning and reached Ujjain by train. As soon as we stepped off the platform, we booked a room in a neat hotel nearby. The room was decent—double bed, clean table, and a spotless bathroom. I wore a blue t-shirt and jeans, while Radha slipped into a light pink salwar suit that hugged her curves perfectly. We freshened up, took a quick bath, and headed to the university. There, we picked up her result card—she had passed with flying colors. We spent the day visiting Ujjain’s sacred temples, her graceful walk catching my eye as we climbed the temple steps. By evening, we were back at the hotel, exhausted but restless.
With nothing to do, I sprawled on the bed, scrolling through my phone. Radha sat on the sofa, fidgeting with her nails. Suddenly, she said, “Vijay, feeling bored, huh? There’s a cinema hall nearby. Let’s catch a movie to kill time.” Her voice had a naughty edge, and I agreed without a second thought. I threw on a shirt and jeans, and Radha changed into a tight kurti and jeans that showed off her figure even more. We reached the cinema hall, grabbed tickets, and settled into our seats. The hall was dimly lit, with only a handful of people around. It was an English movie, but as it started, we realized it was no ordinary film.
The screen was filled with steamy scenes—naked bodies, passionate sex, and moans that echoed in the quiet hall. The scenes were shot in low light, hiding the private parts but showing everything else in vivid detail. The first hot scene hit, and I glanced at Radha. Her eyes were glued to the screen, but she sneaked a side glance at me, her face flushed. My young blood was racing, and I could tell her 21-year-old body was feeling the heat too. With every sex scene, she grew more restless, her breathing heavy, her eyes darting toward me.
Suddenly, her hand brushed my arm—lightly at first, then with more intent. I didn’t pull away, and that gave her courage. Her fingers slid to my hand, stroking it gently. I looked at her, and her big, round eyes locked onto mine. For a moment, we were lost in each other, the movie forgotten. Her fingers pressed harder, and I squeezed her hand back, a shiver running through me. My cock was stirring in my jeans, and Radha was clearly turned on, her body practically begging for more.
Her hand moved to my thigh, inching closer to my bulge. Her eyes teased me, asking, “What’s this?” My heart pounded as her fingers grazed my cock over my jeans, then squeezed it firmly. “Ohh!” I let out a soft moan. “What happened, Vijay?” she whispered, her voice dripping with mischief, squeezing even harder. The screen blared with another sex scene, the actress’s moans filling the air. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Radha teased.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. My hand slid to her back, then lower, until I cupped one of her breasts. Her nipple was hard under her kurti, and I rubbed it gently. “You liking this too, Bhabhi?” I whispered. “Ohh yes… feels so good,” she moaned softly, her voice thick with desire. She squeezed my cock again and said, “Just wait, it’s gonna get better!” My body was on fire. “Bhabhi, let’s go back to the hotel. This place isn’t right,” I said, my voice shaky with need.
“No, Vijay, keep playing with my boobs,” she whispered, her voice desperate. But I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, and she followed. We rushed out of the hall and back to the hotel, her eyes still burning with that naughty glint. The walk back was silent, but the tension between us was electric.
Back in the room, we changed. I slipped into a pajama and vest, while Radha wore just a petticoat and a tight blouse, her breasts straining against the fabric, her hips swaying in the thin cloth. I sat on the bed, nervous but aroused. Radha, though, was consumed by lust. She came close and said, “Vijay, ever played Naughty Mare?”
“What’s that?” I asked, curious. She grinned wickedly. “It’s a fun game. Wanna try?” I nodded eagerly. “Okay, here’s how it works,” she said. “I’ll blindfold you and tell you to touch a body part. If you touch the wrong one, you become the mare, and I’ll finger your ass. If you get it right, your cock gets to slide into my pussy. And you do the same to me.” My body tingled with excitement. This game was a win-win—either way, it promised pleasure.
Radha stood in front of me and started stripping. Off came her blouse, then her petticoat, leaving her in a black bra and panties. Her fair skin glowed, her curves begging to be touched. My 6-inch cock stood rock-hard in my pajama. “Take off your clothes, Vijay! Look at that cock, dying to be free!” she teased. I blushed but stripped down, my cock springing out, throbbing. She stroked it gently, saying, “Now it’s all about the lower parts. Let’s play, but stay in control!”
She tied a scarf over my eyes and said, “Grab my hand!” I reached out, but my fingers landed on her soft, round ass. “Ohh, that’s my ass!” she giggled. “You lose, now be the mare!” I pulled off the blindfold and saw her standing naked, her smooth ass and wet pussy in full view. My cock twitched as I got on all fours. Radha wet her finger with spit and slowly slid it into my tight ass. “Uhh!” I gasped, the sensation strange but thrilling. “Like it, devr ji?” she teased, moving her finger in and out. “Your ass is so sexy!” She slapped my ass playfully before pulling her finger out.
My turn. I blindfolded her and said, “Touch my chest!” In her haste, she grabbed my stomach. “Wrong, Bhabhi! Your turn to be the mare!” She laughed and got on all fours, her round ass high in the air, her pussy glistening. I ran my hands over her ass, then pressed my cock against her tight asshole. “Ohh no, Vijay! Finger, not cock!” she cried, but my cock was already halfway in, stretching her tight hole. “Aahh…!” she moaned, pain and pleasure mixing. I pulled out and slid a finger into her ass, moving it slowly. “Ohh… Vijay… go slow…” she whimpered, her body trembling.
“Bhabhi, enough of this game! My cock needs attention!” I begged. “Rules are rules!” she shot back, laughing. “My turn—close your eyes!” I obeyed. “Grab my boobs!” she said. I peeked through the blindfold and squeezed her firm breasts, her nipples hard under my fingers. “Cheater!” she laughed, but I pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top. My cock pressed against her wet pussy, and I slid it in slowly. “Aahh… Vijay…!” she moaned, her pussy tight and hot around my cock.
I started thrusting, slow at first, then faster. “Chhap… chhap…” the sound of my cock pounding her wet pussy filled the room. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and I grabbed them, pinching her nipples. “Ohh… fuck me harder, Vijay…!” she screamed, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper. “Aahh… tear my pussy apart…!” she moaned, her dirty talk driving me wild. Her pussy was so wet, my cock slid in and out effortlessly, the bed creaking under us.
After 10 minutes of intense fucking, I felt my climax building. Radha was close too, her pussy clenching around me. “Aahh… Vijay… I’m cumming…!” she screamed, and her body shook as she came. My cum shot deep inside her, mixing with her juices. We collapsed, panting, her pussy dripping with our cum. She scooped some with her finger and licked it, saying, “Don’t touch my cum! In Naughty Mare, it’s all mine!”
“Round two!” she announced, tying the blindfold on me again. She got on all fours, her ass high. I leaned in, my tongue brushing her soft ass cheeks, then her tight asshole. “Aahh… Vijay… what are you doing…!” she moaned as I licked her hole, slipping my tongue inside. Her moans grew louder, her body quivering. I moved to her pussy, licking her wet folds, her juices coating my tongue. My cock was rock-hard again, desperate for action.
I removed the blindfold and saw her perfect ass and dripping pussy. I couldn’t resist—I slid my cock into her tight asshole. “Ohh… Vijay… Naughty Mare… fuck my ass…!” she screamed, relaxing her hole to take me deeper. Her ass was so tight, every thrust sent shivers through me. After a few minutes, she begged, “Vijay… fuck my pussy now… it’s dying for you…!” I pulled out and slammed my cock into her pussy, the “chhap… chhap…” sound louder than ever. Her pussy gripped me tight, and she screamed, “Aahh… fuck… tear my bhosda apart…!”
We fucked hard for 15 minutes, her dirty talk— “Chod na, kutte… meri choot phaad de!”—pushing me over the edge. We came together, her pussy flooding with our cum. She licked it off her fingers, savoring every drop. “Third round!” she said. “You be the mare, and I’ll suck your cock till you cum!” But after two rounds, I was spent. I collapsed on the bed, and despite her nudging, I fell asleep. In the morning, I woke to find her naked, curled up against me, still asleep.
Radha taught me the Naughty Mare game, a game anyone can play for guaranteed fun. Have you ever tried a game this wild? Share your thoughts!