On the eve of New Year’s 2025, Priya Bhabhi was busy in the kitchen, preparing a sumptuous feast for the family gathering. Her husband Rajeev had invited his entire family over to celebrate the start of the new year together. Priya had spent the entire day cooking up a storm – there were sizzling samosas, spicy curries, succulent tandoori chicken, and mouth-watering gulab jamuns to sweeten the deal.
As the sun began to set, casting an orange glow across the horizon, Priya finished her preparations and started getting ready for the evening. She slipped into a shimmering red saree, accentuating her voluptuous curves. The heavy bangles jangled on her wrists as she did a final check of the dishes laid out on the dining table.
Just then, the doorbell rang. It was Rajeev’s family – his parents, his sister Neeti, and his brother Ramesh along with his wife Priyanka. Greetings and hugs were exchanged as everyone made themselves comfortable in the living room. Priya offered them steaming cups of chai and an assortment of snacks, her saree fluttering delicately as she bustled about.
As the evening wore on, laughter and chatter filled the house. Priya and Priyanka, being the only two ladies present, soon found themselves drawn into a conversation about their lives. Priyanka was telling Priya all about her new job and the challenges she faced, when Priya couldn’t help but notice Ramesh staring at her from across the room.
At first, Priya brushed it off as mere curiosity, but as the night went on, she began to feel his gaze upon her more and more frequently. She would catch him ogling at her cleavage, his eyes lingering on the swell of her breasts straining against the tight blouse. Priya felt a flush creep up her neck, but she tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the conversation at hand.
However, as the hours ticked by and the men began to loosen up with the help of a few drinks, Priya found it increasingly difficult to avoid Ramesh’s heated stare. She excused herself to go to the bathroom, but as she was washing her hands, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to see Ramesh standing in the doorway, a wicked glint in his eye.
“Priya Bhabhi,” he said softly, “you look absolutely stunning tonight. That red saree was made for you.”
Priya felt a shiver run down her spine at his words, but she tried to maintain her composure. “Thank you Ramesh. You’re too kind.”
But Ramesh wasn’t about to let her go so easily. He stepped closer, his hand reaching out to caress her cheek. “No, I’m not being kind at all. I’m being honest. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, Priya.”
Priya’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Ramesh’s fingers trail down her neck, his touch leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Ramesh, we can’t… I’m your brother’s wife.”
But Ramesh just chuckled, his hot breath fanning across her face. “That’s never stopped me before, Bhabhi. And from the way you’ve been looking at me all night, I don’t think it’s stopping you either.”
Priya knew she should push him away, should call out for help, but she found herself powerless under his intense gaze. Ramesh’s hand slid down to cup her breast, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. Priya let out a moan, her nipples hardening under his touch.
In a flash, Ramesh had her pinned against the wall, his lips crashing against hers in a bruising kiss. Priya’s eyes fluttered shut as she melted into his embrace, her hands fisting in his hair. Ramesh’s tongue invaded her mouth, swirling around hers in a sensual dance.
He hitched up her saree, his fingers digging into the soft skin of her thigh. Priya gasped as she felt him harden against her, his arousal straining against his pants. Ramesh broke the kiss to trail his lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.
“Priya,” he groaned, “I’ve wanted you for so long. I can’t hold back anymore.”
Priya’s head fell back against the wall as Ramesh’s hand delved into her panties. His fingers found her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in firm circles. Priya’s hips bucked against his hand, seeking more of his touch.
Just then, they heard a noise from outside the bathroom door. Ramesh froze, his hand still buried between Priya’s thighs. They held their breath, waiting to see if they had been discovered.
But the noise passed, and they were left alone once more. Ramesh looked at Priya, his eyes dark with desire. “Let’s go to the bedroom, Bhabhi. I need to be inside you.”
Priya nodded, her saree falling to the floor in a puddle of red silk. Ramesh swept her up into his arms and carried her down the hallway, not caring who might see them. He kicked open the bedroom door and laid Priya down on the bed, his body covering hers.
Ramesh made quick work of his clothes, tossing them aside without a care. Priya’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of his naked form, his muscles rippling under his skin. And his cock – oh god, his cock was huge. Priya’s mouth watered at the sight, her pussy clenching in anticipation.
But Ramesh wasn’t about to make her wait. He positioned himself between her legs, the head of his cock nudging against her entrance. Priya’s hands scrabbled at his back as he slowly pushed into her, inch by agonizing inch.
Her walls stretched to accommodate his girth, a delicious burn spreading through her core. Ramesh bottomed out inside her, his pelvis flush against hers. Priya wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to move.
And move he did. Ramesh set a brutal pace, pounding into Priya with all the pent-up desire of months. The bed creaked beneath them as he fucked her hard and fast, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.
Priya was lost to the pleasure, her mind going blank as Ramesh brought her closer and closer to the edge. She raked her nails down his back, leaving red scratch marks in her wake. Ramesh groaned at the sensation, his hips snapping against hers with renewed vigor.
Their moans and cries mingled together in a symphony of passion, the sweat-slicked slide of their bodies against the sheets the only other sound. Priya could feel her orgasm building, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter in her belly.
And then Ramesh changed his angle, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her see stars. Priya came with a scream, her pussy clamping down around his length. Ramesh followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he spurted his hot seed deep inside her.
They collapsed together on the bed, their chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath. Ramesh rolled off her, his softening cock slipping out of her well-fucked pussy. Priya could feel his cum leaking out of her, trickling down her thighs.
As the fog of lust began to clear, reality came crashing back down. Priya sat up, her eyes wide with shock. “Oh god, what have we done? What if someone finds out?”
But Ramesh just pulled her into his arms, his lips trailing lazy kisses across her shoulder. “Let them find out, Bhabhi. I’m not ashamed of what we did. In fact, I can’t wait to do it again.”
Priya shivered at his words, her pussy already clenching with renewed desire. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should push him away. But as Ramesh’s hand slid down to cup her breast, she found herself arching into his touch once more.
The rest of the night passed in a blur of passion and pleasure, Priya and Ramesh sneaking around the house to steal moments of intimacy whenever they could. By the time the clock struck midnight and the family gathered to celebrate the start of the new year, Priya was thoroughly well-fucked and thoroughly satisfied.
As she stood there, surrounded by her loved ones, Priya couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement. The year 2025 had started off with a bang – quite literally – and she had a feeling it was going to be the best year of her life.