Kaamna - The Epic Story of an Indian Housewife

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Chapter 3

Luckily for Kaamna, she didn’t bump into anyone. She rushed to her room. Her pussy juices had ran all the way down to her knees. She hurriedly removed her clothes and got under the shower. The warm water trickled down her hot body. This made her horny again. Her nipples had perked up already. Kaamna applied soap on her palms & cupped both her huge breasts. She started washing them & massaging them gently at the same time. Her pussy was throbbing now. It was craving to be pampered. Her clitoris was protruding out. Her whole body was on fire. Kaamna sensuously moved her hand down towards her pussy, making small circles on her belly. Her fingers felt the lush growth of her pubic hair. At this point, Kaamna’s thoughts went to the video clipping which she had watched earlier on Vikram’s phone. Sakshi had a waxed pussy. The very thought of it turned Kaamna on even more. She slowly inserted her fingers into her vagina & felt the wetness. One by one her fingers went it. Kaamna was content only after she had got 3 of her fingers deep inside her sex craved pussy. The rhythmic in out movement started. Slowly at first & then she gradually increased the pace. Kaamna’s body was on fire. Her pussy wanted more & more. She finally climaxed with a loud moan. But it was not so intense this time. Kaamna was beginning to get bored of this routine of touching herself. She wanted to feel the warmth of a real dick inside her hot pussy.

I need to get my pussy waxed, Kaamna thought as she got dressed. My regular beautician who did house calls can do it for me. I better call her & fix up an appointment for tomorrow. When she was about to call, she realized that she still had Vikram’s phone. It was almost evening, time for Vikram & Kushi to come back from college. One thing bothered Kaamna, why hadn’t Vikram called her to tell about the confusion with the phone? She dialed her number to talk to Vikram. The moment she did this, “PHAT Bhabhi” flashed on the screen. Kaamna cut the call before it got through. Why had Vikram stored her number like this? What does PHAT mean? She began to wonder. Is this why Vikram had not called? Kaamna’s thoughts were interrupted with a knock on the door.

“Bhabhi, can I come in?” It was Vikram. Kaamna was clad only in a thin pink transparent satin nighty. She wasn’t wearing any undergarments. Kaamna was not an exhibitionist. But today, her mood was hyper. She was in a very playful mood. She opened the door, quickly turned around & started walking slowly, swaying her hips more than required, towards the dressing table giving Vikram a full view of her big round ass. “Come in, Vikram” she crooned sensually. Vikram was shell shocked! This is the first time he was seeing his Bhabhi dressed like this. Kaamna was the first person whom he had fantasized while masturbating for the first time in his life. That fascination for Kaamna was stuck ever since. Once in a while, even now, he fantasized about his hot bhabhi while he masturbated. He had even stored her mobile number on his phone as “PHAT Bhabhi” – Pretty Hot And Tempting Bhabhi! Vikram’s dick shot right up in his jeans as he got a full view of Kaaman’s ass through that transparent nighty. The way it moved with each & every step Kaamna took was very erotic. Both her ass cheeks were perfectly round. With his mouth open, his dick begging to be let out, eyes never leaving Kaamna’s ass, Vikram entered Kaamna’s bedroom & shut the door.