Author’s note: Please use the STAR rating option above to rate this story. We would like to thank our beloved reader Neha Gupta, who gave us these beautiful pictures of her own for the story. Yes, she is a real wonderful crossdresser. Find her on Facebook and say thanks to her! This story has been translated from Hindi to English. And sometimes, the feelings may get lost in translation. But we tried our best. Hope you girls like it!
“Oh my dear brother-in-law! Look how tall you have grown”, said my dear sister-in-law Neha, or Neha bhabhi (sister-in-law), as I used to call her. She hugged me, and I hugged her back as soon as I reached her home. Neha bhabhi was a sexy woman, the kind of woman people fancy about and write those special kind of stories. Beautiful face, slim figure, big bosom, long hair, she had it all. Today, she was wearing a green colored saree, with a light brown border. She had a mesmerizing effect on me as I looked at my sexy bhabhi in that matching blouse with short sleeves. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against me, and I didn’t wanna release her from my hug yet. But she was my sister-in-law, I guess I should respect her, I thought.
After completion of my Class 10 exams, I had decided to visit my elder brother Tanuj and his wife Neha at their home. Tanuj had come to pick me up at the station, and we had just arrived at his home. I loved spending my summer vacation at his home. After all, my sweet sister-in-law used to give me so much love. Tanuj and Neha bhabhi were married for two years, and yet, they had the glow of a newly-married couple. Anyone who met Neha bhabhi, instantly felt that my brother was a lucky man. Though Neha was a housewife, but she had a very modern outlook. She looked fetching in whatever clothes she wore, be it a saree or a skirt. Being her brother-in-law, I should not think of her in any wrong way. But Neha bhabhi was a sexy woman, and I could not help the sexual thoughts that would come in my mind. I have been hugged by many women, aunties, in my life, but Neha bhabhi used to hug me a little tighter and closer than any other woman. I am not implying that she had any wrong kind of interest in me. In fact, the truth is, she was a very good friend of mine. I could tell her anything that came in my heart. She would listen to me with an open mind, and would express herself freely as well. May be that was the reason, she would hug me freely without any hesitation or barrier between us. And I was that ungrateful person who was thinking about the soft body of this loving lady. I felt ashamed a little. But Neha bhabhi grabbed my hands as she looked intently towards me with so much happiness in her eyes. Continue reading “Neha Bhabhi”