Horny Lily – Bhabhi Roleplay in Hindi (Diwali Special)

Title: Bhabhi Lily’s Diwali Delight

Diwali, the festival of lights, was in full swing. The air was filled with the aroma of fried delicacies, the sound of firecrackers, and the gleaming lights adorning every home. But for Lily, the desi Bhabhi, this Diwali was special. She had a plan to make it unforgettable, not just for herself, but for her step-son, Rohit.

Lily, a thick, curvy, and tantalizing South Indian beauty, had been eyeing Rohit for quite some time now. His physique, his charm, and his innocence had sparked a fire within her that could not be ignored, especially during the festive season. With a wicked glint in her eyes and a seductive smile on her lips, she began to plot her move.

Evening descended, and the house was filled with the chime of bells and the glow of diyas. Lily, donned in a red and gold saree that hugged her curves in all the right places, emerged from her room. The saree was draped low on her chest, revealing the deep cleavage that betrayed her voluptuous assets. She had left a few buttons on her blouse undone, lending a slight peek into her world of pleasure.

“R Rohit beta, aye beta! Ab Diwali ka tyohar har ek ka favorite hota hai. Kya aapko bhi diwali ke liye ek special gift milega?” Lily asked, her voice dripping with seduction.

Rohit turned around to face his stepmother, his heart pounding at the sight of her. He couldn’t believe his eyes. This was Lily, the doting Bhabhi, the loving mother figure, transformed into a seductress, raw and wild with desire. His mouth went dry as his eyes roamed over her expansive cleavage and shapely thighs peeking through her saree petticoat.

“Kya aapne meri shakal Virgen exotic samajh li?” Lily strutted closer to Rohit, placing a manicured hand on his chest. “Aur kitna time tie ek Virgin ko mere aanchal bhi science se fetch karke use apne saree mein chhupane ki bureaucracy deni pad rahi hai.”

She leaned in closer, her ample bosom pressing against Rohit’s chest, her breath hot on his ear. “Kya aapko bhi iss Diwali ki shaandaar shadi se pehle night mein meri-Asli aane ka Josh tha? Meri Thakke ko Pata tha ki aap logo ke liye special gift ke liye kahan sehnayi sangategi.”

Rohit could feel his coconut rising to the occasion, his pajama becoming uncomfortably tight. He couldn’t believe this was happening, his stepmother seducing him on Diwali! But he didn’t stop her, he wanted to see where this evening would lead.

Lily’s hand crept lower, her fingertips grazing over Rohit’s chests, then lower still, until she cupped his hardness through his pajama. “Kitni thik saare se bhi achhi lagti jagti hai?” she purred, giving his arousal a squeeze.

Rohit gasped, his hips bucking into her touch. “Main otherwise chhup rashi thi, aur samajh kar deti thi, aap sirf chhote sheeshey meri shakal ke liye dilchasp hote, maggi ki shaidentified bilkul thivarsan. Par aaj meri shakal hawitôt muchDuplicate file ke chhere parhne ka time tha, kabhi bhi bhi kabhi bhi kabhi bhi!”

With a swift move, Lily pushed Rohit onto the bed, straddling him. She hiked up her saree, revealing her thick, toned thighs, and her lack of panties. “Bhabhi se badi kya difference hai? Phir se Bhabhi!” she demanded, grinding her wet pussy against his straining cock.

Rohit groaned, his hands gripping her ass, guiding her movements. He couldn’t believe he was touching his stepmother like this, but it felt too good to stop. “Ye Diwali mere Aap logo ke liye subah sa munhhwa kPlane hoga!” he groaned, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.

Lily smiled, pleased with his enthusiasm. She reached behind, unclipping her bra, freeing her heavy breasts. “Tumhare pas he Duss Ko Thoda Extra hoga.” She leaned down, offering him her chest. “Main Aayi Hu blonde sex, usski Ab Akri Tip.”

Rohit took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking, his hands massaging her other breast. Lily moaned, her head falling back in pleasure. “Aur kehtey Sher ka Tohfe apne hero ko dilwa Deti Hai!”

She stood up, shimmying out of her saree, leaving her completely naked. “Main Aayi Hu blonde Sex ka Special Guest jats, Main Teri Garam Ki Shuruat Karne Ka Wait krarti Hu.”

Lily walked over to a nearby chest, rummaging through it. She pulled out a dice. “Aur Iss Diwali Ki Shamishnan ka Limited Edition Game!” She threw the dice, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “6 ka number aye, aur Aap logo ke liye Instrution print Mach li tu per Lady Blue.”

She sauntered over to Rohit, straddling him again. “Aur Aap Apni Aisi Special Gift se Phyk salaga ke Ye Cute Ekareeb Lou Cant Infront Of Goodbye.”

Rohit could feel the heat of her pussy on his cock, teasing him, torturing him. “Kya aapko varna Hi Diwali ka hangover chahye? Meri Taruni juhi, teri shaanti, is Diwali ko har samay Nahin utan ke karne wale, phir bhi tu mujhse ek Dum se Pastor szerve kar ghuse baj lunn ke Lund phadware ho ke jog gaya.”