Fucking Neighbour Khushbhu

Hello Friends This is Jitu here again with a mind-blowing story.

I live in Pune with my mom in a 2BHK apartment located in Koregaon Park. Our apartment building has 2 flats on each floor, and my flat happens to be on the 3rd floor. Just below our apartment, there was a family called the Guptas. The Gupta family originally hailed from Banaras but had relocated here for employment and educational opportunities. Sometimes, We used to gather at each other's places to have a few drinks together.

Mr. Gupta, the head of the family, was 42 years old and worked as an accountant in a construction firm. His wife, Khushbu, was a 34-year-old housewife, and they had two daughters named Kavita (12 years old) and Meenu (8 years old). I used to address Mr. Gupta as Bhaiya and Khushbu as Bhabhi. Despite Mr. Gupta's job, their financial situation wasn't great. Since he was the sole breadwinner, he struggled to save money despite managing the expenses of his daughter's education, home, and other necessities.

Khushbhu Bhabhi had a strikingly attractive appearance, with a fair complexion and a height of approximately 5.6". I was fond of her due to her charming behaviour and politeness. Moreover, it's worth mentioning that she also had an enviable figure measuring 36-28-36, which could easily drive any man crazy with desire. But Many times I would overhear them arguing, which indicated that there were some internal conflicts between the husband and wife. Their arguments would sometimes even reach my apartment, but I never got involved or discussed it with Deepak Bhaiya.

However, one time when he was drunk and high, he opened up to me about his unhappy married life. He mentioned that his wife always wanted more luxury and desired to travel abroad, but he couldn't fulfill her demands, which often led to heated situations. He also mentioned that being a diabetic, his sugar levels were high, which affected their sex life. He expressed his frustration with all of these issues.

As a close family friend, I decided to lend a hand by sharing a few stock tips to help him improve his financial situation. He took my advice and began buying and selling company shares that I recommended, which turned out to be profitable in a short amount of time. He was grateful for my guidance and managed to make a decent amount of money from his small investments. He even mentioned to his wife that my assistance had allowed him to earn some extra income. His wife was also pleased because this extra income helped fulfill their small needs.

As a result, she grew closer to me and started joining us for drinks. Every time we sat down for drinks and dinner, she would express her gratitude for my help in bringing financial stability to their lives. Sometimes she also smoked while drinking in front of me.

Now we're close and we openly talk about all sorts of things. They even share their little arguments with me and ask for my opinion on who's right and who's wrong. They often seek my advice on different matters. Deepak Bhaiya even asked for my assistance in choosing a gift for Bhabhi on their anniversary. I suggested getting a nice one-piece gown or nightie, but he insisted that I accompany him to help him choose because he liked my taste and Bhabhi approved of my choice. I also suggested they go on a family vacation for their wedding anniversary, which made Bhabhi happy. She even gave me a friendly hug in front of Deepak Bhaiya. But he didn't seem to mind, maybe because he saw me as a close family friend.

Bhabhi also sent me their travel pictures on WhatsApp and we used to chat and exchange memes quite often. I would reply to her on different occasions, and sometimes I even shared some cheeky jokes or photos with her, but she never took offense nor did she ever mention it in front of Bhaiya. In fact sometimes even she shared some naughty and spicy jokes with me.

Everything was going smoothly in terms of finances but Deepak Bhaiya's drinking and smoking habits started getting out of control. Bhabhi was always concerned about it and would often ask me to intervene and persuade him to drink and smoke less or quit altogether. According to her, I was the only person Deepak Bhaiya trusted and would possibly listen to. So, I would constantly lecture him in front of Bhabhi about his excessive alcohol consumption and smoking. Eventually, he managed to control his drinking habit and limited himself to just one or two drinks on the weekends. Bhabhi was pleased with this progress. However, he still couldn't resist the temptation to smoke.

On a Friday at 12.30 am, I was chilling in my living room, engrossed in an IPL cricket match, when suddenly my phone rang. It was Bhabhi calling. I answered her call thinking there might be some kind of argument or trouble going on, and she needed my help to sort it out. But to my surprise, Bhabhi informed me that Bhaiya wasn't feeling well. He was sweating profusely, and his hands and legs were trembling.

I immediately rushed to their apartment, still in my boxer shorts, to check on him. The situation seemed serious, so I wasted no time and called the hospital, requesting an ambulance. Meanwhile, I advised Bhabhi to give him some sugar or lemon water. While she attended to him, I quickly dashed back to my flat, changed into jeans and a t-shirt, grabbed my wallet, and made sure to bring some cash with me, just in case of an emergency.

When I returned to their apartment, Bhabhi was giving water to Deepak bhaiya. I approached her and took the glass of water from her, asking Bhabhi to change as we needed to go to the hospital. Bhabhi quickly glanced at herself, realizing she was in a nightgown (I could see her bra lines through the material). She headed towards her wardrobe and grabbed a pair of jeans and a top to change into, then went to the washroom. While I was gently massaging Deepak bhaiya's hand and palms to help him relax.

I heard Bhabhi calling from the bathroom, asking me to pass her bra from the cupboard. I was taken aback by her request, but I got up and handed her the bra. (I secretly wished I could catch a glimpse of her breasts, but she only extended her hands out and hid herself behind the door) However, upon seeing the bra, Bhabhi said it wasn't the right one and requested the white bra instead. I went back to her wardrobe to find it, but couldn't locate it. So, I suggested she come out and find it herself since I was unable to. I told her I would wait outside while she changed, but before I could finish my sentence, Bhabhi emerged from the bathroom, draping a towel over her breasts, and stood next to me near the wardrobe.

I turned to leave the bedroom, but Bhabhi told me to get his medical file from his drawer. So, I opened Bhaiya's wardrobe to find it while keeping an eye on Bhabhi. Meanwhile, Bhabhi was getting dressed and putting on her bra next to me. I tried to sneak a quick look, but I stopped myself when I realized the situation. Let me tell you, it was quite a sight. If things were different, I would have definitely made a move right then and there.

As the ambulance arrived, we quickly took Deepak Bhaiya to the hospital. The doctor inside the ambulance administered some injections while we were still in motion. Bhabhi was feeling devastated and filled with sadness, tears streaming down her cheeks. I placed my hands on her shoulders, attempting to console her. I reassured her not to worry and that everything would be alright once we reached the hospital. However, she couldn't control her emotions and kept her face buried in my shoulders, crying continuously. I gently moved my hands to pat her back, trying to provide some comfort. (I could feel her bra strap through her top)

Upon reaching the hospital, Deepak Bhaiya was immediately taken to the emergency wards where they conducted a thorough examination of his blood pressure, pulse, and heartbeats. The doctors in charge then approached Bhabhi to gather information about his medical history, as well as his habits such as drinking and smoking.

After a while, they requested us to sign some forms expressing our consent and informed us that it could potentially be a case of partial paralysis stroke, necessitating the transfer of the patient (Deepak bhaiya) to the ICU. They also mentioned that due to the severity of the paralysis attack, certain body parts might not function as they did before.

Bhabhi was understandably worried upon hearing this and looked at me for support. I held her hand and advised her to have faith in God. Later, the doctor in charge asked for details regarding the medical insurance and instructed us to deposit money for the treatment. Consequently, I proceeded to the cash counter and completed the necessary formalities.

When I finished all the necessary paperwork, I noticed Bhabhi was standing behind me. The pain in her eyes was evident. Without hesitation, I stood up from my chair, embraced her, and gave her a comforting hug, assuring her to stay strong and be patient. She expressed her gratitude for being there for her during such a difficult time.

I responded by telling her that it was my moral duty and there was no need for thanks. Then she informed me that Deepak had been moved to the ICU and the doctors had instructed us to wait in the waiting room as no visitors were allowed except the patient. So, I accompanied her to the waiting lounge and excused myself to go outside for a smoke. Surprisingly, Bhabhi said that she also needed a smoke and would join me.

After leaving the hospital, we stepped outside for a smoke. I inquired about the whereabouts of her daughters. She informed me that they had gone to their hometown for a vacation. I requested her to let them know about his medical emergency at their native home. However, she replied that it wouldn't be useful since their parents are elderly and wouldn't be able to provide any practical assistance. If they came to Pune, she would have to take care of them along with Deepak's health. Therefore, she mentioned that she would inform them once they returned home or when things returned to normal.

Then Bhabhi mentioned that Deepak is solely responsible for their current situation. If only he had managed to control his smoking habits, things might have turned out differently. She said that smoking continuously had caused numerous issues in their sex life and he couldn't satisfy her in bed because of excessive smoking. It was the first time she openly discussed sex with me, She expressed that, lack of sex and dissatisfaction with him in bed was the main reason for their fights.

I didn't know how to respond to her about it. I just lit a cigarette and told her, "No need to worry, Bhabhi. Once he's discharged from the hospital, I'll have a chat with him about reducing or quitting smoking and starting to exercise. Maybe regular exercise will help him satisfy you in bed."

I was completely caught off guard when she straightforwardly said to me, "Who knows which part of his body is paralyzed," and honestly, I've completely given up on him. As she said that, she swiftly took the cigarette from my hand and had a puff.

I was speechless, unable to find the right words to comfort her. I stayed quiet, my eyes fixed on her body. I couldn't help but gaze at her from head to toe, and she caught me in the act. She handed me the cigarette without saying a word.

She then gazed at the time on her mobile and said its was already 2am, She then sweetly said that if I was feeling tired or bored with her, I could head home and get some rest.

I replied, "Since I'm not married, I don't have any obligations or commitments at home. So, I'd be more than happy to stay with you, unless my presence makes you uncomfortable."

With an angry glare, she forcefully struck my shoulder and exclaimed, "If I didn't feel at ease with you, I wouldn't have come out here for smoking alone at 2am, leaving my husband in the ICU!" But then, she softened her tone and said, "I trust you completely, my dear. I know you're a kind-hearted guy who's always there for me and my family." She embraced me tightly, expressing her gratitude.

I also hugged her, feeling her body against mine for the first time. The sensation of her breasts against my chest and the touch of her bra strap in my hands sent a rush of excitement through me. I held her even tighter, causing my arousal to grow in my jeans, brushing against her stomach. To prevent things from escalating further, I released my grip on her, but she looked at me with a mix of curiosity and anger in her eyes.

I can't explain what had come over me, I simply gazed into her eyes and planted a tender kiss on her lips. I sucked her lower lips for some time while my hands moved to hold the grip of her ass. We shared a brief moment until we were interrupted by a phone call. Bhabhi's phone rang, bringing us back to reality. She glanced at me, answered the call, and then hurriedly took my hand, leading me inside the hospital while still on the phone.

I followed her upstairs without hesitation. The doctor had given her a call to update that everything was now under control, but unfortunately, her husband's right leg was paralyzed. They will be keeping Deepak Bhaiya in the ICU for the next 48 hours for observation, and then he will be moved to a regular ward. Depending on his progress, the doctors will decide when we to discharge him from the hospital.

We expressed our gratitude to the doctor and requested him to take good care of the patient. Additionally, I informed him that due to hospital regulations, we would be waiting in the lounge area as relatives are not allowed to stay in the ICU ward. We assured him that he could contact us whenever necessary.

The doctor advised us to take it easy, Waiting here at 2 am is pointless, as even the patient is been injected with sleeping medicine and won't wake up till 10. he asked us to relax and assured us that we could leave and return in the morning. He also added to bring the patient's old medical files when coming tomorrow morning.

We proceeded to the waiting area. I had this desire to kiss and embrace her again, so I suggested that we step outside and have a smoke. However, she looked at me and uttered, "Maybe that's what you want, not me."

I was a bit confused by her words, but then she suggested that let us go home for now. We will come back to the hospital with his medical records and some clothes in the morning. and she booked a cab without waiting for my reply.

We sat in the backseat of the cab, she was sitting on my right side. I intentionally sat close to her, wanting to feel her body. As we rode in the cab, she thanked me once again and expressed how impossible it would have been for her to handle the situation without my help. While saying this, she placed her hand on my thighs. In response, I wrapped my arms around her shoulder and pulled her closer, longing to kiss her.

However, she glanced at the cab driver and whispered to me, "Not here, dear. Please be patient until we get home." At that moment, I knew she was ready to be intimate with me. I firmly grasped her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Darling, I can't control myself after that amazing kiss." She then patted my thighs and moved her hand onto my shaft, looking at me with her face illuminated by the light coming through the car window. She skilfully massaged my erection through my jeans, providing an incredible sensation.

She leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "Your little brother seems quite sizable. How long is it?" I pulled her closer and confidently replied, "It's more than enough to fulfill all your desires, almost 8 inches."

The moment she heard it, her face turned into a picture of shock. It was clear that she was taken aback by what she had just heard. In that instant, she started massaging my boner with intensity. While she did that, I tried to sneak my fingers into her bra and play with her amazing breasts.

As our society arrived, I quickly paid the driver and then headed straight to bhabhi's apartment. Despite it being 3 am, I felt completely energized and eager, imagining the thought of having a passionate encounter with Khushbhu bhabhi.

As soon as we stepped inside her apartment, I couldn't resist the temptation and gently brought my lips to hers, initiating a passionate kiss. I tightened my grip around her, deepening the connection between us. However, she interrupted our moment, pushing me back gently. "A... Jitu, please, can I at least lock the door?" she requested.

Hey, shh... keep it down, bhabhi. It's 3 am and there's no one around. But I turned around to lock the door and then I gently pulled her closer to me and kissed her passionately. Initially, she tried to resist by closing her mouth, but as I started to caress her neck, her resistance slowly faded away and she allowed me to take control. I began by softly sucking on her lower lip.

A slight moan escaped her lips, prompting me to explore further. I delicately pried open her mouth, allowing my tongue to venture inside. The touch of her teeth against my tongue heightened the intensity, and before I knew it, her mouth opened wider, inviting me in. Our tongues danced together, creating a blissful connection. I couldn't resist the urge to suck on her exquisite tongue, losing myself in the moment.

“aaaaa………hh , Jitu slowly, please don't be rough.” she said
“ Relax darling, and enjoy this lovely moment,” I said

As we kissed once more, she became more and more responsive. Her tongue explored my mouth in search of mine. Gradually, my left hand ventured below her waist and I delicately placed it on her stunning behind. She tensed slightly, but I kept caressing the back of her neck with my right hand and began planting gentle kisses on her soft earlobes.
“AAA…………….HHHHH, Jitu”

Gently I caressed her ass cheeks from above her jeans and then unbuttoned her jeans, and I moved my fingertips gently over the baby-soft skin of her thighs up until I felt her soft cotton panties. She stiffened a little but then relaxed, allowing me to continue exploring further and I continued to feel her up. I wanted to go very slow as I not only wanted to enjoy every second of this wonderful moment but also did not want to scare her out of this trance

Slowly my hand traced the outline of her panties, caressing the soft flesh by their side before reaching inside and cupping her soft ass cheeks. She whimpered “Aaaa…hh”
My right hand now moved from her neck to her side and I slowly traced my path towards her left boob inside the top. She was now very hot, moaning slightly and kissing me with passion. Ever so slowly my hand reached her left boob and I traced my fingers around her nipple, which by now was like a hard knob. I slowly massaged her soft boobs, which only heightened her pleasure

“ooo..hh please Jitu, please stop, please don’t go further aaaa…hhh” she said

But I was in no mood to listen. Besides, I knew that she was also horny and only her modesty and values were keeping her from going all out. Today I was determined to break all her resistance and show her the way she deserved to be loved

Slowly I removed her top and bra and fondled her soft breast. while she unbuttoned my jeans and boxers. She took my cock in her hands and gazed it and said to me, Oh my god, it's so big and thick. I have never seen such a huge cock before.

I carefully laid her down on the cozy carpet and settled down next to her. The desire to kiss her lips overwhelmed me, so I leaned in for another passionate kiss. She responded by wrapping her arms around my neck and playfully bending one knee. My hand gently explored her waist, before I decided to venture further down. I couldn't resist kissing and sucking on her toes, savoring each one.
“Oooooh nooo… Jitu, this is so beautiful…..” she whispered

Next, I traced my mouth upwards on her elegant sexy legs towards her thighs. There was not an ounce of fat on her body and her skin was flawless. Kissing her thighs slowly I reached upwards till I reached the crotch of her panties. I could smell the love juices flowing from her pussy and soaking her panties. I kissed her pussy through her panties. Her juices were like sweet nectar.