Having Fun with a Tattooed Bhabhi in Saree I Met at a Friend's Wedding

In the heart of an Indian wedding, a tattooed beauty in a traditional saree caught my eye. She was the kind of woman who could stop traffic, and I was lucky enough to meet her at my friend's wedding. Let's call her Bhabhi, as she reminded me of the traditional Indian matriarch. I must admit, I was instantly smitten, and she certainly didn't mind the attention.

As the night wore on, I couldn't resist the urge to make a move. We snuck away from the crowd, and I took her to a quiet spot. She was game for a little role-play, and I was more than happy to oblige. I started with a simple compliment about her saree, and it was like a switch flipped. She turned on like a sapphire in the moonlight.

I couldn't wait to see what was hidden under that saree, so I slowly pulled it open. And there it was, a pair of curves that would make a man weep. She had a big ass, and I couldn't help but reach out and give it a good squeeze. She moaned softly, and I knew I had her.

Next up was the tattoo. It was a beautiful piece of art, and I just had to get a closer look. She didn't mind at all, and she even let me trace my fingers over it. I could see the excitement in her eyes as she watched me.

The night was just getting started. We decided to make it a little more interesting, so I suggested a little game. I told her to think of something hot, and I would try to make it happen. She thought for a moment, and then she said, "A blowjob." I smiled, and I knew I was in for a treat.

She got on her knees and started working her magic. I couldn't believe how good she was. She took me all the way to the back of her throat, and I had to hold onto something to keep from falling over. But I didn't want to come just yet, so I pulled her off and told her to stand up.

Next up was pussy licking, and she was more than willing to put on a show. She leaned against a wall and spread her legs, and I could see her wetness glistening in the dim light. I dove in, and she let out a soft moan. I could taste her sweetness, and it was like a drug.

But I didn't want to stop there. I wanted to feel that big ass shake, so I pulled her away from the wall and bent her over. I couldn't wait any longer, so I slid inside her. She was tight, and she moaned in pleasure as I started to move.

We fucked like animals, and I could feel her big ass bouncing with each thrust. She was moaning and screaming, and I knew she was close. I reached around and started to rub her clit, and she exploded with pleasure.

But I wasn't done yet. I wanted to leave my mark, so I pulled out and came all over her ass. She looked back at me and smiled, and I knew she was just as satisfied as I was.

We cleaned up and made our way back to the party, but we couldn't help but steal a few more kisses. It had been a night to remember, and I knew I would be thinking about that tattooed Bhabhi in her saree for a long time.