Adultery Main Aur Mere Sapne

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Doston, dinner ke baad hall mein teeno baithe the. TV pe koi old movie chal rahi thi, awaaz halki halki. Ayesha sofa ke ek corner pe baithi thi, paanv sofa pe hi chadhaye hue, knees kandhe tak uthaye hue. Uski white leggings stretch ho rahi thi jaanghon pe, har saans ke saath uski choti si gaand thodi hil rahi thi. Pink kurti uske boobs pe perfectly fit thi, bra ka faint outline dikh raha tha light mein.

Wo phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, kabhi kabhi has deti thi, baal kaan ke peeche karti thi. Uske geele baal ab sukhe hue the, halki si khushboo aa rahi thi –

Saba mere bagal mein baithi thi, uska haath meri jaangh pe tha, dheere dheere ungliyan ghuma rahi thi. Wo Ayesha se baat kar rahi thi,

"Saba: Ayesha , gaon mein koi special friend hai kya? College mein ladke line maarte honge itni pyari ladki pe?"

Ayesha sharma ke has di, chehra laal ho gaya, nazrein neeche kar ke boli,

"Ayesha: Nahi bhabhi… padhai mein busy rehti hoon. Koi nahi hai aisa."

Usne paanv neeche kiye, kurti theek ki, lekin jhukte hue uski kurti ka neck thoda neeche gaya – choti si cleavage dikhi ek second ke liye. Meri nazrein wahi atak gayi.

Andar ka janwar bol pada:
*Dekh saali… wo cleavage jo abhi dikhi, Pramod uncle roz dekhte honge… uske chote boobs ko muh mein lete honge… nipples ko daanton se kaat te honge jab tak wo ro na de… aur tu yahan baitha lund tight kar raha hai apni sagi behen ko dekh ke.*

Maine nazrein hata li, lekin der ho chuki thi. Saba ne notice kar liya. Usne dheere se meri jaangh pe ungli se gol gol ghumaya, phir upar pant ke upar se lund pe haath rakha – halka sa dabaya. Meri saans ruk gayi.

Phir wo kitchen mein bartaan rakhne ke bahane uthi aur mujhe ishara kiya – aankh maari. Main thodi der baad utha, kitchen mein chala gaya.

Kitchen mein light dim thi, Saba sink ke paas khadi thi, bartaan dho rahi thi. Maine andar aate hi darwaza thoda sa band kiya – poora nahi, kyuki hall se awaaz aa sakti thi.

Saba mud ke mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi. Uske boobs mere peeth pe dab rahe the, uski garam saansein mere gale pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Kitna chori chori dekh raha tha apni choti behen ko… uski jaanghein, uski cleavage… bol na jaanu, kya kya soch raha tha? Ki Pramod uncle uski is gori skin ko kitna paseena se geela karte honge? Uske chote boobs ko kitna zor se dabate honge jab tak nishaan na pad jaye?"

Usne mera haath peeche le ja ke apni nighty ke andar daala – uski panty geeli thi bahut. Ungliyan uski chut pe ragadne lagi khud hi.

"Saba: Feel kar… sirf tere dekhne se kitni geeli ho gayi hoon main. Soch… Ayesha ki chut bhi aisi hi geeli hoti hogi uncle ke lund ko lete waqt… wo tight si, gori chut… uncle ka mota kaala lund dheere dheere andar ghusta hoga… wo siskiya bharti hogi “Uncle… dard ho raha hai… lekin mat rukna…” aur tu yahan kitchen mein khada meri chut mein ungli daal raha hai uske naam pe."

Mera lund pant mein poora sakht ho chuka tha. Maine usey ghumaya, wall se chipka diya aur zor se kiss karne laga. Uske hoth naram the, jeebh andar daal ke uska muh ko chusne laga. Usne mere baal khinche, kiss tod ke phir kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… darwaza poora band nahi karegi shayad… train ki thakan hogi, jaldi so jayegi… nighty pehan ke, wo choti si… upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein dikhegi… chut ka shape panty mein… aur wo sapne mein uncle ko yaad kar ke apni chut mein ungli daal legi… dheere dheere… “Ahh uncle…” ki awaaz aayegi halki si… aur tu bahar khada dekh raha hoga… lund haath mein liye… apni sagi behen ko muth marte hue dekh ke jhad jayega."

Ye bolte bolte usne meri pant ki zip khol di, lund bahar nikala aur dheere dheere hilane lagi – tez tez nahi, slow, jaise tadpa rahi ho.

"Saba: Bol… dekhna chahta hai na tu usey? Apni masoom si Ayesha ko uncle ke naam pe chut mein ungli karte hue? Ya phir andar jaake usey hug kar ke so jana chahta hai… uske soft boobs tere seene pe… aur subah uth ke uski chut mein lund daalna chahta hai?"

Main uske muh pe haath rakh diya kyuki meri saans tez ho rahi thi, aahe nikal raha tha. Hall se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi – wo gaana gunguna rahi thi halke se.

Saba hans ke peeche hati, mera lund wapas pant mein daala aur zip band ki.

"Saba: Ab jaa hall mein… uske paas baith. Ussey baat kar… uski khushboo soongh… aur andar hi andar jal. Raat lambi hai jaanu… abhi toh shuruaat hai."

Main kitchen se bahar aaya, hall mein baitha. Ayesha ab leti hui thi sofa pe, sir cushion pe, paanv failaye hue. Uski leggings mein uski jaanghein chamak rahi thi light mein. Wo mujhe dekha aur muskurayi,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… aap bhi late tak jaagte ho kya Delhi mein?"

Main muskuraya bahar se, lekin andar janwar chillaya:
*Haan saali… aaj raat jaagunga… tujhe dekhne ke liye.*

raat ke gyarah baj chuke the. Ayesha guest room mein so chuki thi – usne good night bol ke darwaza band kiya tha, lekin poora lock nahi kiya, halka sa khula reh gaya tha jaise thakan mein bhool gayi ho. Hall ki lights band kar ke hum apne bedroom mein aa gaye the. Main bed pe baitha tha, phone haath mein liya hua tha lekin kuch dekh nahi raha tha – dimag mein bas Ayesha ka chehra, uski awaaz, uski khushboo ghum rahi thi.

Saba bathroom se naha ke aayi. Wo sirf ek black silk nighty pehni hui thi, wo bhi bilkul short – thighs ke upar tak, andar bra-panty nahi thi kyuki nipples ubhar ke saaf dikh rahe the aur neeche se uski chut ka faint shape bhi. Baal geele the, paseena nahi lekin fresh soap ki khushboo poore kamre mein fail gayi. Wo mere paas aayi, bed pe chadh gayi aur mere gale mein bahein daal ke chipak gayi.

Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Jaanu… kitna bechain hai tu aaj… poore dinner pe teri nazrein Ayesha pe thi. Uske boobs dekh raha tha jab wo jhuk rahi thi… uski gaand dekh raha tha jab wo kitchen mein glass lene gayi… bol na, kya kya gande khayal aa rahe the tere dimag mein apni choti behen ke liye?"

Main chup raha, lekin mera lund already tight hone laga tha. Saba ne mere upar chadh ke baith gayi, uski geeli chut meri pant pe ragad rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Soch… wo ab guest room mein so rahi hai… nighty upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein faili hongi… panty mein uski tight chut… aur wo sapne mein Pramod uncle ko yaad kar rahi hogi… uncle ka mota lund uski chut mein ghusta feel kar rahi hogi… halki si awaaze kar rahi hogi “Ahh uncle…” aur tu yahan baitha lund pakad ke soch raha hai."

Usne mera shirt upar kiya, chest pe kiss karne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se chaat te hue neeche jaate hue. Phir achanak wo bed se uthi, drawer khola aur ek choti si pink panty nikali – bilkul soft cotton wali, thodi si geeli spots ke saath.

Wo mere paas aayi, kutil muskan ke saath panty ko muh ke paas laayi aur phenk di mere muh par.

"Saba: Le… sungh le apni pyari bahan ki gandh… ye uski panty hai jo train mein pehni thi… maine uske bag se nikaali hai. Ab soongh… feel kar kitni masoom aur kitni gandi hai teri Ayesha."

Main pehle hairan reh gaya – ek second ke liye Saba ko dekha, phir panty ko. Pink cotton, thodi si lace border, crotch area mein halka sa geelapan aur ek alag si khushboo – young girl ki body smell, paseena, aur thodi si chut ki masti.

Mera dimag blank ho gaya. Maine panty muh pe lagayi aur zor se soongha… yaar wo khushboo… fresh, thodi salty, aur neeche se ek garam si feeling. Andar ka janwar poora jaag gaya.

Main paglon ki tarah panty muh pe ragadne laga, jeebh nikaal ke crotch area chaatne laga – taste salty aur ganda, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha.

Maine pehli baar zor se bola, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement mix tha,

"Asad: Saali… randi… meri choti behen kitni badi kutiya ban gayi hai… Pramod uncle ka lund leti hai aur masoom ban ke mere ghar mein ghoom rahi hai… kutiya… harami… uski chut phaad doonga…"

Saba bed pe baithi dekh rahi thi, uski aankhon mein kutil muskan thi, wo hans rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Haan jaanu… bol aur… gaaliyan nikaal apni behen ko… wo saali teri sagi behen hai aur uncle ki randi ban gayi hai… ab tu uski panty chaat raha hai… kitna neeche gir gaya hai tu."

Main panty muh mein daal ke chaat raha tha, dusre haath se apna lund pant se bahar nikaal ke hila raha tha.

Saba ne nighty upar ki aur utaar di – bilkul nangi ho gayi. Usne apni tangen faila ke chut dikhaayi – geeli chamak rahi thi, clit ubhari hui.

"Saba: Aa jaanu… ab meri chut chaat… lekin soch ke teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai… wo tight si, gori chut jo uncle ka mota lund le leti hai."

Main bed pe ghutno ke bal uske paas gaya, panty abhi bhi haath mein, aur uski chut pe muh laga diya. Jeebh se chaatne laga – zor zor se, clit ko muh mein leke choosne laga. Taste salty aur garam, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha.

Saba siski le rahi thi, mere baal pakad ke muh ko aur andar dabati hui,

"Saba: Ahh… haan… bhaiya… chaat na meri chut… ahh uncle nahi… bhaiya… teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai tu… ahh… zor se… jeebh andar daal…"

Wo roleplay shuru kar diya – Ayesha ki awaaz mein bolne lagi, natkhat aur masoom si,

"Saba (Ayesha ban ke): Bhaiya… ye galat hai… main teri choti behen hoon… ahh… lekin mat rukna… teri jeebh kitni garam hai… uncle se bhi achha chaat raha hai tu… ahh… bhaiya phaad do meri chut apni jeebh se…"

Main pagal ho gaya. Maine uski tangen kandhe pe rakh ke chut mein jeebh poori andar daal di, zor zor se chaatne laga. Uske paani mere muh mein aa rahe the.

Phir main utha, usey ghodi banaya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar. Thap thap thap!

"Asad: Saali Ayesha… kutiya… le mera lund… uncle se bada hai na… teri tight chut phaad raha hoon… randi… behen ki chut mein bhai ka lund… chillaa kutiya!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, moan kar rahi thi Ayesha ki awaaz mein,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh bhaiya… mota hai tera… uncle se bhi zyada… phaad do meri chut… ahh… main teri randi behen hoon… roz chodna mujhe… uncle ke saath bhi bhejna… ahh zor se!"

Main uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal ho gayi uski gaand. Position badli – usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya, zor zor se dhakke maarne laga.

Uske boobs uchhal rahe the, main unko daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha.

"Saba (Ayesha): Bhaiya… mera muh bhar do… uncle ki tarah… ahh… teri behen ki chut mein jhad ja…"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control gaya. Maine zor ka dhakka maara aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya – itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se chillate hue "Ahh bhaiya…!"

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab samajh aaya jaanu… tu kitna bhen ka deewana ho gaya hai… kal aur mazaa aayega."

Main chup raha… sharam feel kar raha tha.

Agle din office mein kaam ka bojh tha, meeting ke baad meeting… shaam ke 7 baj chuke the jab main ghar pahuncha. Gate khola toh andar se halki si awaazein aa rahi thi – jaise koi TV chal raha ho lekin volume low. Main bag kandhe pe latkaya hua andar ghusa aur sann reh gaya.

Saba gate ke paas hi khadi thi, lekin uski halat dekh ke mera dil zor se dhak kiya. Uske baal poore bikhre hue the – jaise kisi ne zor zor se khinche hon. Hoth laal aur sooje hue, jaise kisi ne kaate hon ya zor se choose hon. Gaal pe halke halke laal nishaan – thappad ke, gardan pe laal laal kaatne ke daant ke nishaan, jaise kisi janwar ne nocha ho. Kurti shoulder se thodi phati hui thi, collar side se, aur poore shareer se ek gandi si smell aa rahi thi – paseena, lund ka mail, aur kuch chipchipa sa.

Main hairani se ruk gaya, bag neeche rakh ke poocha,

"Asad: Saba… ye sab kya hai? Kisne kiya ye tere saath? Koi ghus aaya tha kya ghar mein?"

Saba ne sirf kutil muskan di – aankhon mein wo hi teasing wali chamak thi. Wo mere paas aayi, bina kuch bole mere hothon pe apne hoth rakh diye. Kiss wild thi – uski jeebh seedha mere muh mein ghus gayi, zor se chusne lagi. Taste… yaar bahut ganda tha – salty, chipchipa, lund ke mail ka, aur thoda sa thook mix. Mera dimag ghum gaya, lekin lund pant mein hil gaya.

Kiss tod ke wo mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusayi,

"Saba: Ramu kaka… aaj dopahar mein aaya tha doodh dene… lekin sirf doodh nahi diya jaanu."

Ye sunte hi mere shareer mein current daud gaya. Shock, gussa, aur saath hi wo ganda josh.

Saba ne mera haath pakda aur andar le gayi – seedha guest room ki taraf. Darwaza khula tha, andar dim light jal rahi thi. Maine andar jhanka aur… pagal ho gaya.

Bed pe Ayesha so rahi thi – meri pyari choti behen. Choti si pink nighty pehni hui, wo bhi upar chadhi hui thighs tak. Uska ek chota sa doodh nighty se bahar nikal aaya tha – nipple khada aur laal, jaise kisi ne zor se choosa ho ya maroda ho. Shareer pe laal laal nishaan – gaal pe thappad ke, boobs pe daant ke, jaanghon pe ungliyon ke. Jaise kisi ne usey bahut buri tarah se nocha ho, choda ho janwar ki tarah.

Wo gehri neend mein thi, saansein tez, chehra laal, hoth sooje hue. Chut ki taraf se nighty geeli thi, paani tapak raha tha bed sheet pe.

Main wahi khada reh gaya, lekin haath khud hi pant pe chala gaya – lund masalne laga dheere dheere. Shock mein tha, lekin josh high.

Saba peeche se chipak gayi, mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Jaa jaanu… apni bahan ko gandh le lo… wo gehri neend mein hai… bahut chudi hai aaj, thak ke behosh si ho gayi hai… uthegi nahi abhi. Paas jaa… uski khushboo soongh… uski chut taste kar."

Main mana karne laga, awaaz mein dar aur sharam tha,

"Asad: Nahi Saba… ye galat hai… wo meri behen hai…"

Lekin Saba ne mera haath pakad ke andar le gayi, bed ke paas khada kiya aur dhakka diya dheere se.

"Saba: Jaa… sirf gandh le… kuch nahi hoga."

Main dheere se neeche jhuka. Ayesha ke chehre ke paas muh laaya – uski saansein garam lag rahi thi, muh se halki si gandi smell – virya ki. Phir neeche… uska nanga doodh… chota sa, gora, nipple laal aur khada. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se choosa – uff kya ehsaas tha… soft, garam, aur taste mein thoda sa paseena. Mera lund pant mein poora tight ho gaya.

Phir aur neeche… nighty upar ki dheere se. Uski chut… bilkul geeli, laal, sooji hui. Paani tapak raha tha. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se chaata – taste ganda tha chipchipa, Ramu kaka ke mail ka mix, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha. Jeebh se chut ke lips alag kiye aur andar taste kiya… Ayesha neend mein halki si siski bhari, lekin uthi nahi.

Kuch der chaata – 2-3 minute, zor zor se nahi, dheere dheere, jaise darte hue.

Phir mujhse bardasht nahi hua. Maine Saba ka haath pakda, usey bahar khinch ke le gaya apne bedroom mein. Darwaza band kiya aur usey bed pe phenka.

Main uski nighty faad ke utar phenka, usey ghodi bana diya aur peeche se lund ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar, kyuki wo already geeli thi bahut.

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se dhakke marne laga, uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare.

"Asad: Saali kutiya… Ramu kaka ne tere saath kya kiya? Bol… us gande budhhe ne teri chut phaadi? Meri behen ko bhi choda usne? Bol randi!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, awaaze kar rahi thi zor zor se,

"Saba: Ahh… haan jaanu… Ramu kaka ne hum dono ko choda… pehle mujhe kitchen mein pakda… faad di kurti… muh mein lund daal ke muh chod diya… thappad maare… kaata gardan pe… phir guest room mein Ayesha ko uthaya… uski nighty upar ki… uske chote boobs nocha… chut mein mota lund ghusa diya… wo ro rahi thi pehle… phir maze lene lagi… “Uncle zor se” bolne lagi… ahh… usne hum dono ko saath saath choda… ek ke baad dusri… saara maal humari chut mein chod diya…"

Main aur wild ho gaya – uski gaand pe thappad pe thappad, baal khinch ke,

"Asad: Kutiya… meri behen ko us gande budhhe se chodwaya tune? Uski tight chut mein uska kaala lund? Saali… ab le mera… tujhe aur teri nanad ko roz chodunga… dono randiyon ko saath mein!"

Phir maine usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya. Zor zor se dhakke, uske boobs daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha daanton se.

"Saba: Ahh… haan chod… teri behen ki chut ki yaad mein chod mujhe… wo ro rahi thi jab uncle ne pehli baar gaand mein daala… lekin phir maze lene lagi… ahh… uski gehri neend mein tu chaat raha tha uski chut… uska paani pi raha tha… ab meri chut mein jhad ja… teri behen ke naam pe!"

Main uske muh mein jeebh daal ke kiss kar raha tha, dhakke tez tez maarne laga. Uske nishaan – thappad ke, kaatne ke – ko chaat raha tha.

Phir doggy mein wapas chodne laga, uski gaand ke ched pe ungli daal ke,

"Asad: Kal uski gaand maarunga… meri behen ki… tu saath mein dekhna… dono ki gaand phaadoonga!"

Saba chillayi, "Ahh haan… kar na… teri behen ki gaand phaad… wo roye gi… lekin maze legi!"

Last mein main akad gaya – zor zor se 10-15 dhakke maare aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya, itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se.

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab mazaa aa raha hai na jaanu… teri fantasy ab poori tarah real ho gayi hai."

Main chup raha… lekin andar se jaanta tha ki ab rukna mushkil tha.

 

[Kumar Wadhwani]

Dear update bhot aache de ha. Ager ho sake tu agle update me bahi ko bhan se milwa do. Ramo kaka se cudwate pakrwate how

 

[bigbolls5]

Bhai

Doston, dinner ke baad hall mein teeno baithe the. TV pe koi old movie chal rahi thi, awaaz halki halki. Ayesha sofa ke ek corner pe baithi thi, paanv sofa pe hi chadhaye hue, knees kandhe tak uthaye hue. Uski white leggings stretch ho rahi thi jaanghon pe, har saans ke saath uski choti si gaand thodi hil rahi thi. Pink kurti uske boobs pe perfectly fit thi, bra ka faint outline dikh raha tha light mein.

Wo phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, kabhi kabhi has deti thi, baal kaan ke peeche karti thi. Uske geele baal ab sukhe hue the, halki si khushboo aa rahi thi –

Saba mere bagal mein baithi thi, uska haath meri jaangh pe tha, dheere dheere ungliyan ghuma rahi thi. Wo Ayesha se baat kar rahi thi,

"Saba: Ayesha , gaon mein koi special friend hai kya? College mein ladke line maarte honge itni pyari ladki pe?"

Ayesha sharma ke has di, chehra laal ho gaya, nazrein neeche kar ke boli,

"Ayesha: Nahi bhabhi… padhai mein busy rehti hoon. Koi nahi hai aisa."

Usne paanv neeche kiye, kurti theek ki, lekin jhukte hue uski kurti ka neck thoda neeche gaya – choti si cleavage dikhi ek second ke liye. Meri nazrein wahi atak gayi.

Andar ka janwar bol pada:
*Dekh saali… wo cleavage jo abhi dikhi, Pramod uncle roz dekhte honge… uske chote boobs ko muh mein lete honge… nipples ko daanton se kaat te honge jab tak wo ro na de… aur tu yahan baitha lund tight kar raha hai apni sagi behen ko dekh ke.*

Maine nazrein hata li, lekin der ho chuki thi. Saba ne notice kar liya. Usne dheere se meri jaangh pe ungli se gol gol ghumaya, phir upar pant ke upar se lund pe haath rakha – halka sa dabaya. Meri saans ruk gayi.

Phir wo kitchen mein bartaan rakhne ke bahane uthi aur mujhe ishara kiya – aankh maari. Main thodi der baad utha, kitchen mein chala gaya.

Kitchen mein light dim thi, Saba sink ke paas khadi thi, bartaan dho rahi thi. Maine andar aate hi darwaza thoda sa band kiya – poora nahi, kyuki hall se awaaz aa sakti thi.

Saba mud ke mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi. Uske boobs mere peeth pe dab rahe the, uski garam saansein mere gale pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Kitna chori chori dekh raha tha apni choti behen ko… uski jaanghein, uski cleavage… bol na jaanu, kya kya soch raha tha? Ki Pramod uncle uski is gori skin ko kitna paseena se geela karte honge? Uske chote boobs ko kitna zor se dabate honge jab tak nishaan na pad jaye?"

Usne mera haath peeche le ja ke apni nighty ke andar daala – uski panty geeli thi bahut. Ungliyan uski chut pe ragadne lagi khud hi.

"Saba: Feel kar… sirf tere dekhne se kitni geeli ho gayi hoon main. Soch… Ayesha ki chut bhi aisi hi geeli hoti hogi uncle ke lund ko lete waqt… wo tight si, gori chut… uncle ka mota kaala lund dheere dheere andar ghusta hoga… wo siskiya bharti hogi “Uncle… dard ho raha hai… lekin mat rukna…” aur tu yahan kitchen mein khada meri chut mein ungli daal raha hai uske naam pe."

Mera lund pant mein poora sakht ho chuka tha. Maine usey ghumaya, wall se chipka diya aur zor se kiss karne laga. Uske hoth naram the, jeebh andar daal ke uska muh ko chusne laga. Usne mere baal khinche, kiss tod ke phir kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… darwaza poora band nahi karegi shayad… train ki thakan hogi, jaldi so jayegi… nighty pehan ke, wo choti si… upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein dikhegi… chut ka shape panty mein… aur wo sapne mein uncle ko yaad kar ke apni chut mein ungli daal legi… dheere dheere… “Ahh uncle…” ki awaaz aayegi halki si… aur tu bahar khada dekh raha hoga… lund haath mein liye… apni sagi behen ko muth marte hue dekh ke jhad jayega."

Ye bolte bolte usne meri pant ki zip khol di, lund bahar nikala aur dheere dheere hilane lagi – tez tez nahi, slow, jaise tadpa rahi ho.

"Saba: Bol… dekhna chahta hai na tu usey? Apni masoom si Ayesha ko uncle ke naam pe chut mein ungli karte hue? Ya phir andar jaake usey hug kar ke so jana chahta hai… uske soft boobs tere seene pe… aur subah uth ke uski chut mein lund daalna chahta hai?"

Main uske muh pe haath rakh diya kyuki meri saans tez ho rahi thi, aahe nikal raha tha. Hall se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi – wo gaana gunguna rahi thi halke se.

Saba hans ke peeche hati, mera lund wapas pant mein daala aur zip band ki.

"Saba: Ab jaa hall mein… uske paas baith. Ussey baat kar… uski khushboo soongh… aur andar hi andar jal. Raat lambi hai jaanu… abhi toh shuruaat hai."

Main kitchen se bahar aaya, hall mein baitha. Ayesha ab leti hui thi sofa pe, sir cushion pe, paanv failaye hue. Uski leggings mein uski jaanghein chamak rahi thi light mein. Wo mujhe dekha aur muskurayi,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… aap bhi late tak jaagte ho kya Delhi mein?"

Main muskuraya bahar se, lekin andar janwar chillaya:
*Haan saali… aaj raat jaagunga… tujhe dekhne ke liye.*

raat ke gyarah baj chuke the. Ayesha guest room mein so chuki thi – usne good night bol ke darwaza band kiya tha, lekin poora lock nahi kiya, halka sa khula reh gaya tha jaise thakan mein bhool gayi ho. Hall ki lights band kar ke hum apne bedroom mein aa gaye the. Main bed pe baitha tha, phone haath mein liya hua tha lekin kuch dekh nahi raha tha – dimag mein bas Ayesha ka chehra, uski awaaz, uski khushboo ghum rahi thi.

Saba bathroom se naha ke aayi. Wo sirf ek black silk nighty pehni hui thi, wo bhi bilkul short – thighs ke upar tak, andar bra-panty nahi thi kyuki nipples ubhar ke saaf dikh rahe the aur neeche se uski chut ka faint shape bhi. Baal geele the, paseena nahi lekin fresh soap ki khushboo poore kamre mein fail gayi. Wo mere paas aayi, bed pe chadh gayi aur mere gale mein bahein daal ke chipak gayi.

Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Jaanu… kitna bechain hai tu aaj… poore dinner pe teri nazrein Ayesha pe thi. Uske boobs dekh raha tha jab wo jhuk rahi thi… uski gaand dekh raha tha jab wo kitchen mein glass lene gayi… bol na, kya kya gande khayal aa rahe the tere dimag mein apni choti behen ke liye?"

Main chup raha, lekin mera lund already tight hone laga tha. Saba ne mere upar chadh ke baith gayi, uski geeli chut meri pant pe ragad rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Soch… wo ab guest room mein so rahi hai… nighty upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein faili hongi… panty mein uski tight chut… aur wo sapne mein Pramod uncle ko yaad kar rahi hogi… uncle ka mota lund uski chut mein ghusta feel kar rahi hogi… halki si awaaze kar rahi hogi “Ahh uncle…” aur tu yahan baitha lund pakad ke soch raha hai."

Usne mera shirt upar kiya, chest pe kiss karne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se chaat te hue neeche jaate hue. Phir achanak wo bed se uthi, drawer khola aur ek choti si pink panty nikali – bilkul soft cotton wali, thodi si geeli spots ke saath.

Wo mere paas aayi, kutil muskan ke saath panty ko muh ke paas laayi aur phenk di mere muh par.

"Saba: Le… sungh le apni pyari bahan ki gandh… ye uski panty hai jo train mein pehni thi… maine uske bag se nikaali hai. Ab soongh… feel kar kitni masoom aur kitni gandi hai teri Ayesha."

Main pehle hairan reh gaya – ek second ke liye Saba ko dekha, phir panty ko. Pink cotton, thodi si lace border, crotch area mein halka sa geelapan aur ek alag si khushboo – young girl ki body smell, paseena, aur thodi si chut ki masti.

Mera dimag blank ho gaya. Maine panty muh pe lagayi aur zor se soongha… yaar wo khushboo… fresh, thodi salty, aur neeche se ek garam si feeling. Andar ka janwar poora jaag gaya.

Main paglon ki tarah panty muh pe ragadne laga, jeebh nikaal ke crotch area chaatne laga – taste salty aur ganda, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha.

Maine pehli baar zor se bola, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement mix tha,

"Asad: Saali… randi… meri choti behen kitni badi kutiya ban gayi hai… Pramod uncle ka lund leti hai aur masoom ban ke mere ghar mein ghoom rahi hai… kutiya… harami… uski chut phaad doonga…"

Saba bed pe baithi dekh rahi thi, uski aankhon mein kutil muskan thi, wo hans rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Haan jaanu… bol aur… gaaliyan nikaal apni behen ko… wo saali teri sagi behen hai aur uncle ki randi ban gayi hai… ab tu uski panty chaat raha hai… kitna neeche gir gaya hai tu."

Main panty muh mein daal ke chaat raha tha, dusre haath se apna lund pant se bahar nikaal ke hila raha tha.

Saba ne nighty upar ki aur utaar di – bilkul nangi ho gayi. Usne apni tangen faila ke chut dikhaayi – geeli chamak rahi thi, clit ubhari hui.

"Saba: Aa jaanu… ab meri chut chaat… lekin soch ke teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai… wo tight si, gori chut jo uncle ka mota lund le leti hai."

Main bed pe ghutno ke bal uske paas gaya, panty abhi bhi haath mein, aur uski chut pe muh laga diya. Jeebh se chaatne laga – zor zor se, clit ko muh mein leke choosne laga. Taste salty aur garam, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha.

Saba siski le rahi thi, mere baal pakad ke muh ko aur andar dabati hui,

"Saba: Ahh… haan… bhaiya… chaat na meri chut… ahh uncle nahi… bhaiya… teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai tu… ahh… zor se… jeebh andar daal…"

Wo roleplay shuru kar diya – Ayesha ki awaaz mein bolne lagi, natkhat aur masoom si,

"Saba (Ayesha ban ke): Bhaiya… ye galat hai… main teri choti behen hoon… ahh… lekin mat rukna… teri jeebh kitni garam hai… uncle se bhi achha chaat raha hai tu… ahh… bhaiya phaad do meri chut apni jeebh se…"

Main pagal ho gaya. Maine uski tangen kandhe pe rakh ke chut mein jeebh poori andar daal di, zor zor se chaatne laga. Uske paani mere muh mein aa rahe the.

Phir main utha, usey ghodi banaya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar. Thap thap thap!

"Asad: Saali Ayesha… kutiya… le mera lund… uncle se bada hai na… teri tight chut phaad raha hoon… randi… behen ki chut mein bhai ka lund… chillaa kutiya!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, moan kar rahi thi Ayesha ki awaaz mein,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh bhaiya… mota hai tera… uncle se bhi zyada… phaad do meri chut… ahh… main teri randi behen hoon… roz chodna mujhe… uncle ke saath bhi bhejna… ahh zor se!"

Main uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal ho gayi uski gaand. Position badli – usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya, zor zor se dhakke maarne laga.

Uske boobs uchhal rahe the, main unko daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha.

"Saba (Ayesha): Bhaiya… mera muh bhar do… uncle ki tarah… ahh… teri behen ki chut mein jhad ja…"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control gaya. Maine zor ka dhakka maara aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya – itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se chillate hue "Ahh bhaiya…!"

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab samajh aaya jaanu… tu kitna bhen ka deewana ho gaya hai… kal aur mazaa aayega."

Main chup raha… sharam feel kar raha tha.

Agle din office mein kaam ka bojh tha, meeting ke baad meeting… shaam ke 7 baj chuke the jab main ghar pahuncha. Gate khola toh andar se halki si awaazein aa rahi thi – jaise koi TV chal raha ho lekin volume low. Main bag kandhe pe latkaya hua andar ghusa aur sann reh gaya.

Saba gate ke paas hi khadi thi, lekin uski halat dekh ke mera dil zor se dhak kiya. Uske baal poore bikhre hue the – jaise kisi ne zor zor se khinche hon. Hoth laal aur sooje hue, jaise kisi ne kaate hon ya zor se choose hon. Gaal pe halke halke laal nishaan – thappad ke, gardan pe laal laal kaatne ke daant ke nishaan, jaise kisi janwar ne nocha ho. Kurti shoulder se thodi phati hui thi, collar side se, aur poore shareer se ek gandi si smell aa rahi thi – paseena, lund ka mail, aur kuch chipchipa sa.

Main hairani se ruk gaya, bag neeche rakh ke poocha,

"Asad: Saba… ye sab kya hai? Kisne kiya ye tere saath? Koi ghus aaya tha kya ghar mein?"

Saba ne sirf kutil muskan di – aankhon mein wo hi teasing wali chamak thi. Wo mere paas aayi, bina kuch bole mere hothon pe apne hoth rakh diye. Kiss wild thi – uski jeebh seedha mere muh mein ghus gayi, zor se chusne lagi. Taste… yaar bahut ganda tha – salty, chipchipa, lund ke mail ka, aur thoda sa thook mix. Mera dimag ghum gaya, lekin lund pant mein hil gaya.

Kiss tod ke wo mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusayi,

"Saba: Ramu kaka… aaj dopahar mein aaya tha doodh dene… lekin sirf doodh nahi diya jaanu."

Ye sunte hi mere shareer mein current daud gaya. Shock, gussa, aur saath hi wo ganda josh.

Saba ne mera haath pakda aur andar le gayi – seedha guest room ki taraf. Darwaza khula tha, andar dim light jal rahi thi. Maine andar jhanka aur… pagal ho gaya.

Bed pe Ayesha so rahi thi – meri pyari choti behen. Choti si pink nighty pehni hui, wo bhi upar chadhi hui thighs tak. Uska ek chota sa doodh nighty se bahar nikal aaya tha – nipple khada aur laal, jaise kisi ne zor se choosa ho ya maroda ho. Shareer pe laal laal nishaan – gaal pe thappad ke, boobs pe daant ke, jaanghon pe ungliyon ke. Jaise kisi ne usey bahut buri tarah se nocha ho, choda ho janwar ki tarah.

Wo gehri neend mein thi, saansein tez, chehra laal, hoth sooje hue. Chut ki taraf se nighty geeli thi, paani tapak raha tha bed sheet pe.

Main wahi khada reh gaya, lekin haath khud hi pant pe chala gaya – lund masalne laga dheere dheere. Shock mein tha, lekin josh high.

Saba peeche se chipak gayi, mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Jaa jaanu… apni bahan ko gandh le lo… wo gehri neend mein hai… bahut chudi hai aaj, thak ke behosh si ho gayi hai… uthegi nahi abhi. Paas jaa… uski khushboo soongh… uski chut taste kar."

Main mana karne laga, awaaz mein dar aur sharam tha,

"Asad: Nahi Saba… ye galat hai… wo meri behen hai…"

Lekin Saba ne mera haath pakad ke andar le gayi, bed ke paas khada kiya aur dhakka diya dheere se.

"Saba: Jaa… sirf gandh le… kuch nahi hoga."

Main dheere se neeche jhuka. Ayesha ke chehre ke paas muh laaya – uski saansein garam lag rahi thi, muh se halki si gandi smell – virya ki. Phir neeche… uska nanga doodh… chota sa, gora, nipple laal aur khada. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se choosa – uff kya ehsaas tha… soft, garam, aur taste mein thoda sa paseena. Mera lund pant mein poora tight ho gaya.

Phir aur neeche… nighty upar ki dheere se. Uski chut… bilkul geeli, laal, sooji hui. Paani tapak raha tha. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se chaata – taste ganda tha chipchipa, Ramu kaka ke mail ka mix, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha. Jeebh se chut ke lips alag kiye aur andar taste kiya… Ayesha neend mein halki si siski bhari, lekin uthi nahi.

Kuch der chaata – 2-3 minute, zor zor se nahi, dheere dheere, jaise darte hue.

Phir mujhse bardasht nahi hua. Maine Saba ka haath pakda, usey bahar khinch ke le gaya apne bedroom mein. Darwaza band kiya aur usey bed pe phenka.

Main uski nighty faad ke utar phenka, usey ghodi bana diya aur peeche se lund ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar, kyuki wo already geeli thi bahut.

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se dhakke marne laga, uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare.

"Asad: Saali kutiya… Ramu kaka ne tere saath kya kiya? Bol… us gande budhhe ne teri chut phaadi? Meri behen ko bhi choda usne? Bol randi!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, awaaze kar rahi thi zor zor se,

"Saba: Ahh… haan jaanu… Ramu kaka ne hum dono ko choda… pehle mujhe kitchen mein pakda… faad di kurti… muh mein lund daal ke muh chod diya… thappad maare… kaata gardan pe… phir guest room mein Ayesha ko uthaya… uski nighty upar ki… uske chote boobs nocha… chut mein mota lund ghusa diya… wo ro rahi thi pehle… phir maze lene lagi… “Uncle zor se” bolne lagi… ahh… usne hum dono ko saath saath choda… ek ke baad dusri… saara maal humari chut mein chod diya…"

Main aur wild ho gaya – uski gaand pe thappad pe thappad, baal khinch ke,

"Asad: Kutiya… meri behen ko us gande budhhe se chodwaya tune? Uski tight chut mein uska kaala lund? Saali… ab le mera… tujhe aur teri nanad ko roz chodunga… dono randiyon ko saath mein!"

Phir maine usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya. Zor zor se dhakke, uske boobs daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha daanton se.

"Saba: Ahh… haan chod… teri behen ki chut ki yaad mein chod mujhe… wo ro rahi thi jab uncle ne pehli baar gaand mein daala… lekin phir maze lene lagi… ahh… uski gehri neend mein tu chaat raha tha uski chut… uska paani pi raha tha… ab meri chut mein jhad ja… teri behen ke naam pe!"

Main uske muh mein jeebh daal ke kiss kar raha tha, dhakke tez tez maarne laga. Uske nishaan – thappad ke, kaatne ke – ko chaat raha tha.

Phir doggy mein wapas chodne laga, uski gaand ke ched pe ungli daal ke,

"Asad: Kal uski gaand maarunga… meri behen ki… tu saath mein dekhna… dono ki gaand phaadoonga!"

Saba chillayi, "Ahh haan… kar na… teri behen ki gaand phaad… wo roye gi… lekin maze legi!"

Last mein main akad gaya – zor zor se 10-15 dhakke maare aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya, itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se.

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab mazaa aa raha hai na jaanu… teri fantasy ab poori tarah real ho gayi hai."

Main chup raha… lekin andar se jaanta tha ki ab rukna mushkil tha.

Ab ramu kaka ayesha ki gand marte huye asad pe hass raha hai our ayesha gand chudwate huwe saba ki chut chat rahi hai, jab ramu kaka ayesha ki gand me jhad jaye to saba kutil muskaan ke sath asad ko ungli dikhate huwe pass bula ke ayesha ke gand se ramu kaka land ka mail chatne ko bole , tab tak saba ramu kaka ka lund chus ke firse khada karegi our saba apne chut me dalwayegi us wakt asad saba ko kiss karegi our firse ayesha ki chudai chalu or asad sabaki gand marte huwe dekhta rahega ,ya apna lund hilate huve dekhta rahega

 

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Doston, dinner ke baad hall mein teeno baithe the. TV pe koi old movie chal rahi thi, awaaz halki halki. Ayesha sofa ke ek corner pe baithi thi, paanv sofa pe hi chadhaye hue, knees kandhe tak uthaye hue. Uski white leggings stretch ho rahi thi jaanghon pe, har saans ke saath uski choti si gaand thodi hil rahi thi. Pink kurti uske boobs pe perfectly fit thi, bra ka faint outline dikh raha tha light mein.

Wo phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, kabhi kabhi has deti thi, baal kaan ke peeche karti thi. Uske geele baal ab sukhe hue the, halki si khushboo aa rahi thi –

Saba mere bagal mein baithi thi, uska haath meri jaangh pe tha, dheere dheere ungliyan ghuma rahi thi. Wo Ayesha se baat kar rahi thi,

"Saba: Ayesha , gaon mein koi special friend hai kya? College mein ladke line maarte honge itni pyari ladki pe?"

Ayesha sharma ke has di, chehra laal ho gaya, nazrein neeche kar ke boli,

"Ayesha: Nahi bhabhi… padhai mein busy rehti hoon. Koi nahi hai aisa."

Usne paanv neeche kiye, kurti theek ki, lekin jhukte hue uski kurti ka neck thoda neeche gaya – choti si cleavage dikhi ek second ke liye. Meri nazrein wahi atak gayi.

Andar ka janwar bol pada:
*Dekh saali… wo cleavage jo abhi dikhi, Pramod uncle roz dekhte honge… uske chote boobs ko muh mein lete honge… nipples ko daanton se kaat te honge jab tak wo ro na de… aur tu yahan baitha lund tight kar raha hai apni sagi behen ko dekh ke.*

Maine nazrein hata li, lekin der ho chuki thi. Saba ne notice kar liya. Usne dheere se meri jaangh pe ungli se gol gol ghumaya, phir upar pant ke upar se lund pe haath rakha – halka sa dabaya. Meri saans ruk gayi.

Phir wo kitchen mein bartaan rakhne ke bahane uthi aur mujhe ishara kiya – aankh maari. Main thodi der baad utha, kitchen mein chala gaya.

Kitchen mein light dim thi, Saba sink ke paas khadi thi, bartaan dho rahi thi. Maine andar aate hi darwaza thoda sa band kiya – poora nahi, kyuki hall se awaaz aa sakti thi.

Saba mud ke mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi. Uske boobs mere peeth pe dab rahe the, uski garam saansein mere gale pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Kitna chori chori dekh raha tha apni choti behen ko… uski jaanghein, uski cleavage… bol na jaanu, kya kya soch raha tha? Ki Pramod uncle uski is gori skin ko kitna paseena se geela karte honge? Uske chote boobs ko kitna zor se dabate honge jab tak nishaan na pad jaye?"

Usne mera haath peeche le ja ke apni nighty ke andar daala – uski panty geeli thi bahut. Ungliyan uski chut pe ragadne lagi khud hi.

"Saba: Feel kar… sirf tere dekhne se kitni geeli ho gayi hoon main. Soch… Ayesha ki chut bhi aisi hi geeli hoti hogi uncle ke lund ko lete waqt… wo tight si, gori chut… uncle ka mota kaala lund dheere dheere andar ghusta hoga… wo siskiya bharti hogi “Uncle… dard ho raha hai… lekin mat rukna…” aur tu yahan kitchen mein khada meri chut mein ungli daal raha hai uske naam pe."

Mera lund pant mein poora sakht ho chuka tha. Maine usey ghumaya, wall se chipka diya aur zor se kiss karne laga. Uske hoth naram the, jeebh andar daal ke uska muh ko chusne laga. Usne mere baal khinche, kiss tod ke phir kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… darwaza poora band nahi karegi shayad… train ki thakan hogi, jaldi so jayegi… nighty pehan ke, wo choti si… upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein dikhegi… chut ka shape panty mein… aur wo sapne mein uncle ko yaad kar ke apni chut mein ungli daal legi… dheere dheere… “Ahh uncle…” ki awaaz aayegi halki si… aur tu bahar khada dekh raha hoga… lund haath mein liye… apni sagi behen ko muth marte hue dekh ke jhad jayega."

Ye bolte bolte usne meri pant ki zip khol di, lund bahar nikala aur dheere dheere hilane lagi – tez tez nahi, slow, jaise tadpa rahi ho.

"Saba: Bol… dekhna chahta hai na tu usey? Apni masoom si Ayesha ko uncle ke naam pe chut mein ungli karte hue? Ya phir andar jaake usey hug kar ke so jana chahta hai… uske soft boobs tere seene pe… aur subah uth ke uski chut mein lund daalna chahta hai?"

Main uske muh pe haath rakh diya kyuki meri saans tez ho rahi thi, aahe nikal raha tha. Hall se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi – wo gaana gunguna rahi thi halke se.

Saba hans ke peeche hati, mera lund wapas pant mein daala aur zip band ki.

"Saba: Ab jaa hall mein… uske paas baith. Ussey baat kar… uski khushboo soongh… aur andar hi andar jal. Raat lambi hai jaanu… abhi toh shuruaat hai."

Main kitchen se bahar aaya, hall mein baitha. Ayesha ab leti hui thi sofa pe, sir cushion pe, paanv failaye hue. Uski leggings mein uski jaanghein chamak rahi thi light mein. Wo mujhe dekha aur muskurayi,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… aap bhi late tak jaagte ho kya Delhi mein?"

Main muskuraya bahar se, lekin andar janwar chillaya:
*Haan saali… aaj raat jaagunga… tujhe dekhne ke liye.*

raat ke gyarah baj chuke the. Ayesha guest room mein so chuki thi – usne good night bol ke darwaza band kiya tha, lekin poora lock nahi kiya, halka sa khula reh gaya tha jaise thakan mein bhool gayi ho. Hall ki lights band kar ke hum apne bedroom mein aa gaye the. Main bed pe baitha tha, phone haath mein liya hua tha lekin kuch dekh nahi raha tha – dimag mein bas Ayesha ka chehra, uski awaaz, uski khushboo ghum rahi thi.

Saba bathroom se naha ke aayi. Wo sirf ek black silk nighty pehni hui thi, wo bhi bilkul short – thighs ke upar tak, andar bra-panty nahi thi kyuki nipples ubhar ke saaf dikh rahe the aur neeche se uski chut ka faint shape bhi. Baal geele the, paseena nahi lekin fresh soap ki khushboo poore kamre mein fail gayi. Wo mere paas aayi, bed pe chadh gayi aur mere gale mein bahein daal ke chipak gayi.

Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Jaanu… kitna bechain hai tu aaj… poore dinner pe teri nazrein Ayesha pe thi. Uske boobs dekh raha tha jab wo jhuk rahi thi… uski gaand dekh raha tha jab wo kitchen mein glass lene gayi… bol na, kya kya gande khayal aa rahe the tere dimag mein apni choti behen ke liye?"

Main chup raha, lekin mera lund already tight hone laga tha. Saba ne mere upar chadh ke baith gayi, uski geeli chut meri pant pe ragad rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Soch… wo ab guest room mein so rahi hai… nighty upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein faili hongi… panty mein uski tight chut… aur wo sapne mein Pramod uncle ko yaad kar rahi hogi… uncle ka mota lund uski chut mein ghusta feel kar rahi hogi… halki si awaaze kar rahi hogi “Ahh uncle…” aur tu yahan baitha lund pakad ke soch raha hai."

Usne mera shirt upar kiya, chest pe kiss karne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se chaat te hue neeche jaate hue. Phir achanak wo bed se uthi, drawer khola aur ek choti si pink panty nikali – bilkul soft cotton wali, thodi si geeli spots ke saath.

Wo mere paas aayi, kutil muskan ke saath panty ko muh ke paas laayi aur phenk di mere muh par.

"Saba: Le… sungh le apni pyari bahan ki gandh… ye uski panty hai jo train mein pehni thi… maine uske bag se nikaali hai. Ab soongh… feel kar kitni masoom aur kitni gandi hai teri Ayesha."

Main pehle hairan reh gaya – ek second ke liye Saba ko dekha, phir panty ko. Pink cotton, thodi si lace border, crotch area mein halka sa geelapan aur ek alag si khushboo – young girl ki body smell, paseena, aur thodi si chut ki masti.

Mera dimag blank ho gaya. Maine panty muh pe lagayi aur zor se soongha… yaar wo khushboo… fresh, thodi salty, aur neeche se ek garam si feeling. Andar ka janwar poora jaag gaya.

Main paglon ki tarah panty muh pe ragadne laga, jeebh nikaal ke crotch area chaatne laga – taste salty aur ganda, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha.

Maine pehli baar zor se bola, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement mix tha,

"Asad: Saali… randi… meri choti behen kitni badi kutiya ban gayi hai… Pramod uncle ka lund leti hai aur masoom ban ke mere ghar mein ghoom rahi hai… kutiya… harami… uski chut phaad doonga…"

Saba bed pe baithi dekh rahi thi, uski aankhon mein kutil muskan thi, wo hans rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Haan jaanu… bol aur… gaaliyan nikaal apni behen ko… wo saali teri sagi behen hai aur uncle ki randi ban gayi hai… ab tu uski panty chaat raha hai… kitna neeche gir gaya hai tu."

Main panty muh mein daal ke chaat raha tha, dusre haath se apna lund pant se bahar nikaal ke hila raha tha.

Saba ne nighty upar ki aur utaar di – bilkul nangi ho gayi. Usne apni tangen faila ke chut dikhaayi – geeli chamak rahi thi, clit ubhari hui.

"Saba: Aa jaanu… ab meri chut chaat… lekin soch ke teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai… wo tight si, gori chut jo uncle ka mota lund le leti hai."

Main bed pe ghutno ke bal uske paas gaya, panty abhi bhi haath mein, aur uski chut pe muh laga diya. Jeebh se chaatne laga – zor zor se, clit ko muh mein leke choosne laga. Taste salty aur garam, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha.

Saba siski le rahi thi, mere baal pakad ke muh ko aur andar dabati hui,

"Saba: Ahh… haan… bhaiya… chaat na meri chut… ahh uncle nahi… bhaiya… teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai tu… ahh… zor se… jeebh andar daal…"

Wo roleplay shuru kar diya – Ayesha ki awaaz mein bolne lagi, natkhat aur masoom si,

"Saba (Ayesha ban ke): Bhaiya… ye galat hai… main teri choti behen hoon… ahh… lekin mat rukna… teri jeebh kitni garam hai… uncle se bhi achha chaat raha hai tu… ahh… bhaiya phaad do meri chut apni jeebh se…"

Main pagal ho gaya. Maine uski tangen kandhe pe rakh ke chut mein jeebh poori andar daal di, zor zor se chaatne laga. Uske paani mere muh mein aa rahe the.

Phir main utha, usey ghodi banaya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar. Thap thap thap!

"Asad: Saali Ayesha… kutiya… le mera lund… uncle se bada hai na… teri tight chut phaad raha hoon… randi… behen ki chut mein bhai ka lund… chillaa kutiya!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, moan kar rahi thi Ayesha ki awaaz mein,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh bhaiya… mota hai tera… uncle se bhi zyada… phaad do meri chut… ahh… main teri randi behen hoon… roz chodna mujhe… uncle ke saath bhi bhejna… ahh zor se!"

Main uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal ho gayi uski gaand. Position badli – usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya, zor zor se dhakke maarne laga.

Uske boobs uchhal rahe the, main unko daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha.

"Saba (Ayesha): Bhaiya… mera muh bhar do… uncle ki tarah… ahh… teri behen ki chut mein jhad ja…"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control gaya. Maine zor ka dhakka maara aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya – itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se chillate hue "Ahh bhaiya…!"

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab samajh aaya jaanu… tu kitna bhen ka deewana ho gaya hai… kal aur mazaa aayega."

Main chup raha… sharam feel kar raha tha.

Agle din office mein kaam ka bojh tha, meeting ke baad meeting… shaam ke 7 baj chuke the jab main ghar pahuncha. Gate khola toh andar se halki si awaazein aa rahi thi – jaise koi TV chal raha ho lekin volume low. Main bag kandhe pe latkaya hua andar ghusa aur sann reh gaya.

Saba gate ke paas hi khadi thi, lekin uski halat dekh ke mera dil zor se dhak kiya. Uske baal poore bikhre hue the – jaise kisi ne zor zor se khinche hon. Hoth laal aur sooje hue, jaise kisi ne kaate hon ya zor se choose hon. Gaal pe halke halke laal nishaan – thappad ke, gardan pe laal laal kaatne ke daant ke nishaan, jaise kisi janwar ne nocha ho. Kurti shoulder se thodi phati hui thi, collar side se, aur poore shareer se ek gandi si smell aa rahi thi – paseena, lund ka mail, aur kuch chipchipa sa.

Main hairani se ruk gaya, bag neeche rakh ke poocha,

"Asad: Saba… ye sab kya hai? Kisne kiya ye tere saath? Koi ghus aaya tha kya ghar mein?"

Saba ne sirf kutil muskan di – aankhon mein wo hi teasing wali chamak thi. Wo mere paas aayi, bina kuch bole mere hothon pe apne hoth rakh diye. Kiss wild thi – uski jeebh seedha mere muh mein ghus gayi, zor se chusne lagi. Taste… yaar bahut ganda tha – salty, chipchipa, lund ke mail ka, aur thoda sa thook mix. Mera dimag ghum gaya, lekin lund pant mein hil gaya.

Kiss tod ke wo mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusayi,

"Saba: Ramu kaka… aaj dopahar mein aaya tha doodh dene… lekin sirf doodh nahi diya jaanu."

Ye sunte hi mere shareer mein current daud gaya. Shock, gussa, aur saath hi wo ganda josh.

Saba ne mera haath pakda aur andar le gayi – seedha guest room ki taraf. Darwaza khula tha, andar dim light jal rahi thi. Maine andar jhanka aur… pagal ho gaya.

Bed pe Ayesha so rahi thi – meri pyari choti behen. Choti si pink nighty pehni hui, wo bhi upar chadhi hui thighs tak. Uska ek chota sa doodh nighty se bahar nikal aaya tha – nipple khada aur laal, jaise kisi ne zor se choosa ho ya maroda ho. Shareer pe laal laal nishaan – gaal pe thappad ke, boobs pe daant ke, jaanghon pe ungliyon ke. Jaise kisi ne usey bahut buri tarah se nocha ho, choda ho janwar ki tarah.

Wo gehri neend mein thi, saansein tez, chehra laal, hoth sooje hue. Chut ki taraf se nighty geeli thi, paani tapak raha tha bed sheet pe.

Main wahi khada reh gaya, lekin haath khud hi pant pe chala gaya – lund masalne laga dheere dheere. Shock mein tha, lekin josh high.

Saba peeche se chipak gayi, mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Jaa jaanu… apni bahan ko gandh le lo… wo gehri neend mein hai… bahut chudi hai aaj, thak ke behosh si ho gayi hai… uthegi nahi abhi. Paas jaa… uski khushboo soongh… uski chut taste kar."

Main mana karne laga, awaaz mein dar aur sharam tha,

"Asad: Nahi Saba… ye galat hai… wo meri behen hai…"

Lekin Saba ne mera haath pakad ke andar le gayi, bed ke paas khada kiya aur dhakka diya dheere se.

"Saba: Jaa… sirf gandh le… kuch nahi hoga."

Main dheere se neeche jhuka. Ayesha ke chehre ke paas muh laaya – uski saansein garam lag rahi thi, muh se halki si gandi smell – virya ki. Phir neeche… uska nanga doodh… chota sa, gora, nipple laal aur khada. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se choosa – uff kya ehsaas tha… soft, garam, aur taste mein thoda sa paseena. Mera lund pant mein poora tight ho gaya.

Phir aur neeche… nighty upar ki dheere se. Uski chut… bilkul geeli, laal, sooji hui. Paani tapak raha tha. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se chaata – taste ganda tha chipchipa, Ramu kaka ke mail ka mix, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha. Jeebh se chut ke lips alag kiye aur andar taste kiya… Ayesha neend mein halki si siski bhari, lekin uthi nahi.

Kuch der chaata – 2-3 minute, zor zor se nahi, dheere dheere, jaise darte hue.

Phir mujhse bardasht nahi hua. Maine Saba ka haath pakda, usey bahar khinch ke le gaya apne bedroom mein. Darwaza band kiya aur usey bed pe phenka.

Main uski nighty faad ke utar phenka, usey ghodi bana diya aur peeche se lund ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar, kyuki wo already geeli thi bahut.

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se dhakke marne laga, uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare.

"Asad: Saali kutiya… Ramu kaka ne tere saath kya kiya? Bol… us gande budhhe ne teri chut phaadi? Meri behen ko bhi choda usne? Bol randi!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, awaaze kar rahi thi zor zor se,

"Saba: Ahh… haan jaanu… Ramu kaka ne hum dono ko choda… pehle mujhe kitchen mein pakda… faad di kurti… muh mein lund daal ke muh chod diya… thappad maare… kaata gardan pe… phir guest room mein Ayesha ko uthaya… uski nighty upar ki… uske chote boobs nocha… chut mein mota lund ghusa diya… wo ro rahi thi pehle… phir maze lene lagi… “Uncle zor se” bolne lagi… ahh… usne hum dono ko saath saath choda… ek ke baad dusri… saara maal humari chut mein chod diya…"

Main aur wild ho gaya – uski gaand pe thappad pe thappad, baal khinch ke,

"Asad: Kutiya… meri behen ko us gande budhhe se chodwaya tune? Uski tight chut mein uska kaala lund? Saali… ab le mera… tujhe aur teri nanad ko roz chodunga… dono randiyon ko saath mein!"

Phir maine usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya. Zor zor se dhakke, uske boobs daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha daanton se.

"Saba: Ahh… haan chod… teri behen ki chut ki yaad mein chod mujhe… wo ro rahi thi jab uncle ne pehli baar gaand mein daala… lekin phir maze lene lagi… ahh… uski gehri neend mein tu chaat raha tha uski chut… uska paani pi raha tha… ab meri chut mein jhad ja… teri behen ke naam pe!"

Main uske muh mein jeebh daal ke kiss kar raha tha, dhakke tez tez maarne laga. Uske nishaan – thappad ke, kaatne ke – ko chaat raha tha.

Phir doggy mein wapas chodne laga, uski gaand ke ched pe ungli daal ke,

"Asad: Kal uski gaand maarunga… meri behen ki… tu saath mein dekhna… dono ki gaand phaadoonga!"

Saba chillayi, "Ahh haan… kar na… teri behen ki gaand phaad… wo roye gi… lekin maze legi!"

Last mein main akad gaya – zor zor se 10-15 dhakke maare aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya, itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se.

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab mazaa aa raha hai na jaanu… teri fantasy ab poori tarah real ho gayi hai."

Main chup raha… lekin andar se jaanta tha ki ab rukna mushkil tha.

wow.
kaafi raw and erotic update hai. interesting

 

[rhyme_boy]

Doston, dinner ke baad hall mein teeno baithe the. TV pe koi old movie chal rahi thi, awaaz halki halki. Ayesha sofa ke ek corner pe baithi thi, paanv sofa pe hi chadhaye hue, knees kandhe tak uthaye hue. Uski white leggings stretch ho rahi thi jaanghon pe, har saans ke saath uski choti si gaand thodi hil rahi thi. Pink kurti uske boobs pe perfectly fit thi, bra ka faint outline dikh raha tha light mein.

Wo phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, kabhi kabhi has deti thi, baal kaan ke peeche karti thi. Uske geele baal ab sukhe hue the, halki si khushboo aa rahi thi –

Saba mere bagal mein baithi thi, uska haath meri jaangh pe tha, dheere dheere ungliyan ghuma rahi thi. Wo Ayesha se baat kar rahi thi,

"Saba: Ayesha , gaon mein koi special friend hai kya? College mein ladke line maarte honge itni pyari ladki pe?"

Ayesha sharma ke has di, chehra laal ho gaya, nazrein neeche kar ke boli,

"Ayesha: Nahi bhabhi… padhai mein busy rehti hoon. Koi nahi hai aisa."

Usne paanv neeche kiye, kurti theek ki, lekin jhukte hue uski kurti ka neck thoda neeche gaya – choti si cleavage dikhi ek second ke liye. Meri nazrein wahi atak gayi.

Andar ka janwar bol pada:
*Dekh saali… wo cleavage jo abhi dikhi, Pramod uncle roz dekhte honge… uske chote boobs ko muh mein lete honge… nipples ko daanton se kaat te honge jab tak wo ro na de… aur tu yahan baitha lund tight kar raha hai apni sagi behen ko dekh ke.*

Maine nazrein hata li, lekin der ho chuki thi. Saba ne notice kar liya. Usne dheere se meri jaangh pe ungli se gol gol ghumaya, phir upar pant ke upar se lund pe haath rakha – halka sa dabaya. Meri saans ruk gayi.

Phir wo kitchen mein bartaan rakhne ke bahane uthi aur mujhe ishara kiya – aankh maari. Main thodi der baad utha, kitchen mein chala gaya.

Kitchen mein light dim thi, Saba sink ke paas khadi thi, bartaan dho rahi thi. Maine andar aate hi darwaza thoda sa band kiya – poora nahi, kyuki hall se awaaz aa sakti thi.

Saba mud ke mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi. Uske boobs mere peeth pe dab rahe the, uski garam saansein mere gale pe mehsoos ho rahi thi. Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Kitna chori chori dekh raha tha apni choti behen ko… uski jaanghein, uski cleavage… bol na jaanu, kya kya soch raha tha? Ki Pramod uncle uski is gori skin ko kitna paseena se geela karte honge? Uske chote boobs ko kitna zor se dabate honge jab tak nishaan na pad jaye?"

Usne mera haath peeche le ja ke apni nighty ke andar daala – uski panty geeli thi bahut. Ungliyan uski chut pe ragadne lagi khud hi.

"Saba: Feel kar… sirf tere dekhne se kitni geeli ho gayi hoon main. Soch… Ayesha ki chut bhi aisi hi geeli hoti hogi uncle ke lund ko lete waqt… wo tight si, gori chut… uncle ka mota kaala lund dheere dheere andar ghusta hoga… wo siskiya bharti hogi “Uncle… dard ho raha hai… lekin mat rukna…” aur tu yahan kitchen mein khada meri chut mein ungli daal raha hai uske naam pe."

Mera lund pant mein poora sakht ho chuka tha. Maine usey ghumaya, wall se chipka diya aur zor se kiss karne laga. Uske hoth naram the, jeebh andar daal ke uska muh ko chusne laga. Usne mere baal khinche, kiss tod ke phir kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… darwaza poora band nahi karegi shayad… train ki thakan hogi, jaldi so jayegi… nighty pehan ke, wo choti si… upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein dikhegi… chut ka shape panty mein… aur wo sapne mein uncle ko yaad kar ke apni chut mein ungli daal legi… dheere dheere… “Ahh uncle…” ki awaaz aayegi halki si… aur tu bahar khada dekh raha hoga… lund haath mein liye… apni sagi behen ko muth marte hue dekh ke jhad jayega."

Ye bolte bolte usne meri pant ki zip khol di, lund bahar nikala aur dheere dheere hilane lagi – tez tez nahi, slow, jaise tadpa rahi ho.

"Saba: Bol… dekhna chahta hai na tu usey? Apni masoom si Ayesha ko uncle ke naam pe chut mein ungli karte hue? Ya phir andar jaake usey hug kar ke so jana chahta hai… uske soft boobs tere seene pe… aur subah uth ke uski chut mein lund daalna chahta hai?"

Main uske muh pe haath rakh diya kyuki meri saans tez ho rahi thi, aahe nikal raha tha. Hall se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi – wo gaana gunguna rahi thi halke se.

Saba hans ke peeche hati, mera lund wapas pant mein daala aur zip band ki.

"Saba: Ab jaa hall mein… uske paas baith. Ussey baat kar… uski khushboo soongh… aur andar hi andar jal. Raat lambi hai jaanu… abhi toh shuruaat hai."

Main kitchen se bahar aaya, hall mein baitha. Ayesha ab leti hui thi sofa pe, sir cushion pe, paanv failaye hue. Uski leggings mein uski jaanghein chamak rahi thi light mein. Wo mujhe dekha aur muskurayi,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… aap bhi late tak jaagte ho kya Delhi mein?"

Main muskuraya bahar se, lekin andar janwar chillaya:
*Haan saali… aaj raat jaagunga… tujhe dekhne ke liye.*

raat ke gyarah baj chuke the. Ayesha guest room mein so chuki thi – usne good night bol ke darwaza band kiya tha, lekin poora lock nahi kiya, halka sa khula reh gaya tha jaise thakan mein bhool gayi ho. Hall ki lights band kar ke hum apne bedroom mein aa gaye the. Main bed pe baitha tha, phone haath mein liya hua tha lekin kuch dekh nahi raha tha – dimag mein bas Ayesha ka chehra, uski awaaz, uski khushboo ghum rahi thi.

Saba bathroom se naha ke aayi. Wo sirf ek black silk nighty pehni hui thi, wo bhi bilkul short – thighs ke upar tak, andar bra-panty nahi thi kyuki nipples ubhar ke saaf dikh rahe the aur neeche se uski chut ka faint shape bhi. Baal geele the, paseena nahi lekin fresh soap ki khushboo poore kamre mein fail gayi. Wo mere paas aayi, bed pe chadh gayi aur mere gale mein bahein daal ke chipak gayi.

Usne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusa,

"Saba: Jaanu… kitna bechain hai tu aaj… poore dinner pe teri nazrein Ayesha pe thi. Uske boobs dekh raha tha jab wo jhuk rahi thi… uski gaand dekh raha tha jab wo kitchen mein glass lene gayi… bol na, kya kya gande khayal aa rahe the tere dimag mein apni choti behen ke liye?"

Main chup raha, lekin mera lund already tight hone laga tha. Saba ne mere upar chadh ke baith gayi, uski geeli chut meri pant pe ragad rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Soch… wo ab guest room mein so rahi hai… nighty upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein faili hongi… panty mein uski tight chut… aur wo sapne mein Pramod uncle ko yaad kar rahi hogi… uncle ka mota lund uski chut mein ghusta feel kar rahi hogi… halki si awaaze kar rahi hogi “Ahh uncle…” aur tu yahan baitha lund pakad ke soch raha hai."

Usne mera shirt upar kiya, chest pe kiss karne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se chaat te hue neeche jaate hue. Phir achanak wo bed se uthi, drawer khola aur ek choti si pink panty nikali – bilkul soft cotton wali, thodi si geeli spots ke saath.

Wo mere paas aayi, kutil muskan ke saath panty ko muh ke paas laayi aur phenk di mere muh par.

"Saba: Le… sungh le apni pyari bahan ki gandh… ye uski panty hai jo train mein pehni thi… maine uske bag se nikaali hai. Ab soongh… feel kar kitni masoom aur kitni gandi hai teri Ayesha."

Main pehle hairan reh gaya – ek second ke liye Saba ko dekha, phir panty ko. Pink cotton, thodi si lace border, crotch area mein halka sa geelapan aur ek alag si khushboo – young girl ki body smell, paseena, aur thodi si chut ki masti.

Mera dimag blank ho gaya. Maine panty muh pe lagayi aur zor se soongha… yaar wo khushboo… fresh, thodi salty, aur neeche se ek garam si feeling. Andar ka janwar poora jaag gaya.

Main paglon ki tarah panty muh pe ragadne laga, jeebh nikaal ke crotch area chaatne laga – taste salty aur ganda, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha.

Maine pehli baar zor se bola, awaaz mein gussa aur excitement mix tha,

"Asad: Saali… randi… meri choti behen kitni badi kutiya ban gayi hai… Pramod uncle ka lund leti hai aur masoom ban ke mere ghar mein ghoom rahi hai… kutiya… harami… uski chut phaad doonga…"

Saba bed pe baithi dekh rahi thi, uski aankhon mein kutil muskan thi, wo hans rahi thi dheere dheere.

"Saba: Haan jaanu… bol aur… gaaliyan nikaal apni behen ko… wo saali teri sagi behen hai aur uncle ki randi ban gayi hai… ab tu uski panty chaat raha hai… kitna neeche gir gaya hai tu."

Main panty muh mein daal ke chaat raha tha, dusre haath se apna lund pant se bahar nikaal ke hila raha tha.

Saba ne nighty upar ki aur utaar di – bilkul nangi ho gayi. Usne apni tangen faila ke chut dikhaayi – geeli chamak rahi thi, clit ubhari hui.

"Saba: Aa jaanu… ab meri chut chaat… lekin soch ke teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai… wo tight si, gori chut jo uncle ka mota lund le leti hai."

Main bed pe ghutno ke bal uske paas gaya, panty abhi bhi haath mein, aur uski chut pe muh laga diya. Jeebh se chaatne laga – zor zor se, clit ko muh mein leke choosne laga. Taste salty aur garam, uski chut se paani nikal raha tha.

Saba siski le rahi thi, mere baal pakad ke muh ko aur andar dabati hui,

"Saba: Ahh… haan… bhaiya… chaat na meri chut… ahh uncle nahi… bhaiya… teri Ayesha ki chut chaat raha hai tu… ahh… zor se… jeebh andar daal…"

Wo roleplay shuru kar diya – Ayesha ki awaaz mein bolne lagi, natkhat aur masoom si,

"Saba (Ayesha ban ke): Bhaiya… ye galat hai… main teri choti behen hoon… ahh… lekin mat rukna… teri jeebh kitni garam hai… uncle se bhi achha chaat raha hai tu… ahh… bhaiya phaad do meri chut apni jeebh se…"

Main pagal ho gaya. Maine uski tangen kandhe pe rakh ke chut mein jeebh poori andar daal di, zor zor se chaatne laga. Uske paani mere muh mein aa rahe the.

Phir main utha, usey ghodi banaya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar. Thap thap thap!

"Asad: Saali Ayesha… kutiya… le mera lund… uncle se bada hai na… teri tight chut phaad raha hoon… randi… behen ki chut mein bhai ka lund… chillaa kutiya!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, moan kar rahi thi Ayesha ki awaaz mein,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh bhaiya… mota hai tera… uncle se bhi zyada… phaad do meri chut… ahh… main teri randi behen hoon… roz chodna mujhe… uncle ke saath bhi bhejna… ahh zor se!"

Main uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal ho gayi uski gaand. Position badli – usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya, zor zor se dhakke maarne laga.

Uske boobs uchhal rahe the, main unko daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha.

"Saba (Ayesha): Bhaiya… mera muh bhar do… uncle ki tarah… ahh… teri behen ki chut mein jhad ja…"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control gaya. Maine zor ka dhakka maara aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya – itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se chillate hue "Ahh bhaiya…!"

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab samajh aaya jaanu… tu kitna bhen ka deewana ho gaya hai… kal aur mazaa aayega."

Main chup raha… sharam feel kar raha tha.

Agle din office mein kaam ka bojh tha, meeting ke baad meeting… shaam ke 7 baj chuke the jab main ghar pahuncha. Gate khola toh andar se halki si awaazein aa rahi thi – jaise koi TV chal raha ho lekin volume low. Main bag kandhe pe latkaya hua andar ghusa aur sann reh gaya.

Saba gate ke paas hi khadi thi, lekin uski halat dekh ke mera dil zor se dhak kiya. Uske baal poore bikhre hue the – jaise kisi ne zor zor se khinche hon. Hoth laal aur sooje hue, jaise kisi ne kaate hon ya zor se choose hon. Gaal pe halke halke laal nishaan – thappad ke, gardan pe laal laal kaatne ke daant ke nishaan, jaise kisi janwar ne nocha ho. Kurti shoulder se thodi phati hui thi, collar side se, aur poore shareer se ek gandi si smell aa rahi thi – paseena, lund ka mail, aur kuch chipchipa sa.

Main hairani se ruk gaya, bag neeche rakh ke poocha,

"Asad: Saba… ye sab kya hai? Kisne kiya ye tere saath? Koi ghus aaya tha kya ghar mein?"

Saba ne sirf kutil muskan di – aankhon mein wo hi teasing wali chamak thi. Wo mere paas aayi, bina kuch bole mere hothon pe apne hoth rakh diye. Kiss wild thi – uski jeebh seedha mere muh mein ghus gayi, zor se chusne lagi. Taste… yaar bahut ganda tha – salty, chipchipa, lund ke mail ka, aur thoda sa thook mix. Mera dimag ghum gaya, lekin lund pant mein hil gaya.

Kiss tod ke wo mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusayi,

"Saba: Ramu kaka… aaj dopahar mein aaya tha doodh dene… lekin sirf doodh nahi diya jaanu."

Ye sunte hi mere shareer mein current daud gaya. Shock, gussa, aur saath hi wo ganda josh.

Saba ne mera haath pakda aur andar le gayi – seedha guest room ki taraf. Darwaza khula tha, andar dim light jal rahi thi. Maine andar jhanka aur… pagal ho gaya.

Bed pe Ayesha so rahi thi – meri pyari choti behen. Choti si pink nighty pehni hui, wo bhi upar chadhi hui thighs tak. Uska ek chota sa doodh nighty se bahar nikal aaya tha – nipple khada aur laal, jaise kisi ne zor se choosa ho ya maroda ho. Shareer pe laal laal nishaan – gaal pe thappad ke, boobs pe daant ke, jaanghon pe ungliyon ke. Jaise kisi ne usey bahut buri tarah se nocha ho, choda ho janwar ki tarah.

Wo gehri neend mein thi, saansein tez, chehra laal, hoth sooje hue. Chut ki taraf se nighty geeli thi, paani tapak raha tha bed sheet pe.

Main wahi khada reh gaya, lekin haath khud hi pant pe chala gaya – lund masalne laga dheere dheere. Shock mein tha, lekin josh high.

Saba peeche se chipak gayi, mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Jaa jaanu… apni bahan ko gandh le lo… wo gehri neend mein hai… bahut chudi hai aaj, thak ke behosh si ho gayi hai… uthegi nahi abhi. Paas jaa… uski khushboo soongh… uski chut taste kar."

Main mana karne laga, awaaz mein dar aur sharam tha,

"Asad: Nahi Saba… ye galat hai… wo meri behen hai…"

Lekin Saba ne mera haath pakad ke andar le gayi, bed ke paas khada kiya aur dhakka diya dheere se.

"Saba: Jaa… sirf gandh le… kuch nahi hoga."

Main dheere se neeche jhuka. Ayesha ke chehre ke paas muh laaya – uski saansein garam lag rahi thi, muh se halki si gandi smell – virya ki. Phir neeche… uska nanga doodh… chota sa, gora, nipple laal aur khada. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se choosa – uff kya ehsaas tha… soft, garam, aur taste mein thoda sa paseena. Mera lund pant mein poora tight ho gaya.

Phir aur neeche… nighty upar ki dheere se. Uski chut… bilkul geeli, laal, sooji hui. Paani tapak raha tha. Maine muh paas kiya aur dheere se chaata – taste ganda tha chipchipa, Ramu kaka ke mail ka mix, lekin josh mein pagal ho raha tha. Jeebh se chut ke lips alag kiye aur andar taste kiya… Ayesha neend mein halki si siski bhari, lekin uthi nahi.

Kuch der chaata – 2-3 minute, zor zor se nahi, dheere dheere, jaise darte hue.

Phir mujhse bardasht nahi hua. Maine Saba ka haath pakda, usey bahar khinch ke le gaya apne bedroom mein. Darwaza band kiya aur usey bed pe phenka.

Main uski nighty faad ke utar phenka, usey ghodi bana diya aur peeche se lund ghusa diya – ek hi dhakke mein poora andar, kyuki wo already geeli thi bahut.

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se dhakke marne laga, uske baal pakad ke peeche khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare.

"Asad: Saali kutiya… Ramu kaka ne tere saath kya kiya? Bol… us gande budhhe ne teri chut phaadi? Meri behen ko bhi choda usne? Bol randi!"

Saba ghodi ban ke gaand peeche kar rahi thi, awaaze kar rahi thi zor zor se,

"Saba: Ahh… haan jaanu… Ramu kaka ne hum dono ko choda… pehle mujhe kitchen mein pakda… faad di kurti… muh mein lund daal ke muh chod diya… thappad maare… kaata gardan pe… phir guest room mein Ayesha ko uthaya… uski nighty upar ki… uske chote boobs nocha… chut mein mota lund ghusa diya… wo ro rahi thi pehle… phir maze lene lagi… “Uncle zor se” bolne lagi… ahh… usne hum dono ko saath saath choda… ek ke baad dusri… saara maal humari chut mein chod diya…"

Main aur wild ho gaya – uski gaand pe thappad pe thappad, baal khinch ke,

"Asad: Kutiya… meri behen ko us gande budhhe se chodwaya tune? Uski tight chut mein uska kaala lund? Saali… ab le mera… tujhe aur teri nanad ko roz chodunga… dono randiyon ko saath mein!"

Phir maine usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya. Zor zor se dhakke, uske boobs daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha daanton se.

"Saba: Ahh… haan chod… teri behen ki chut ki yaad mein chod mujhe… wo ro rahi thi jab uncle ne pehli baar gaand mein daala… lekin phir maze lene lagi… ahh… uski gehri neend mein tu chaat raha tha uski chut… uska paani pi raha tha… ab meri chut mein jhad ja… teri behen ke naam pe!"

Main uske muh mein jeebh daal ke kiss kar raha tha, dhakke tez tez maarne laga. Uske nishaan – thappad ke, kaatne ke – ko chaat raha tha.

Phir doggy mein wapas chodne laga, uski gaand ke ched pe ungli daal ke,

"Asad: Kal uski gaand maarunga… meri behen ki… tu saath mein dekhna… dono ki gaand phaadoonga!"

Saba chillayi, "Ahh haan… kar na… teri behen ki gaand phaad… wo roye gi… lekin maze legi!"

Last mein main akad gaya – zor zor se 10-15 dhakke maare aur saara maal uski chut mein chod diya, itna ki bahar tapakne laga. Saba bhi kaanp gayi, uski chut ne mera lund jakad liya, wo bhi jhad gayi zor se.

Dono paseene se bheeg ke let gaye. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab mazaa aa raha hai na jaanu… teri fantasy ab poori tarah real ho gayi hai."

Main chup raha… lekin andar se jaanta tha ki ab rukna mushkil tha.

waah yaar so hot.
Ramu Kaka itna aagey badh gaya ke Asad in dono ki chudai dekh hi nahi saka.

ye to detail mein jaanna hoga....

keep writing bro

 

[mentalslut]

Doston, agle din Sunday tha, office ki chhutti thi. Subah der se utha toh Saba aur Ayesha already nashta kar chuki thi. Dono kitchen mein baatein kar rahi thi, has has ke. Maine andar aate hi dekha – Saba ne black tight leggings aur short white kurti pehni thi, kurti pet tak, leggings mein uski gaand perfectly round dikhai de rahi thi. Ayesha ne blue jeans aur fitted pink t-shirt pehni thi – jeans tight, uski slim jaanghein aur choti si gaand highlight ho rahi thi, t-shirt mein uske chote boobs ka shape saaf dikh rahe the.

Mujhe dekh kar dono muskurayi. Mera dil zor se dhak kiya – andar ka janwar phir jaag raha tha, lekin bahar se normal smile di.

Saba ne chai ka cup mujhe diya aur boli,

"Saba: Aaj chhutti hai jaanu, ghumne chalte hain na? Mall jaake shopping kar lenge, movie dekh lenge. Ayesha ko bhi Delhi ghumao thoda."

Ayesha khush ho ke boli,

"Ayesha: Haan bhaiya, please! Gaon mein toh kuch nahi hota, yahan naye kapde lena chahti hoon, aur movie bhi kitne din ho gaye."

Main chai peete hue bola,

"Asad: Theek hai, chalte hain. Nashta kar loon phir nikalte hain."

Nashta karte waqt normal baatein hui – gaon ki, ammi papa ki sehat ki, Ayesha ke college ki studies, Delhi ke traffic ki. bilkul family wala mahol tha.

"Ayesha: Bhaiya, gaon mein ab barish shuru ho gayi hai, khet hare hare ho gaye hain."

"Asad: Achha? Ammi ko bolna paani ka dhyan rakhein, motor theek hai na?"

"Saba: Haan, aur Ayesha ki padhai kaise chal rahi hai? Exams kab hain?"

"Ayesha: Bhabhi, abhi toh chhuttiyan hain, tension nahi. Yahan aake bahut mazaa aa raha hai."

Lekin andar se main havasi ho raha tha. Saba ki leggings mein har movement pe gaand hil rahi thi, Ayesha ki jeans mein jaanghein cross karte hi shape ban raha tha. Dimag mein kal raat ka scene ghum raha tha – Ramu kaka ke nishaan, Ayesha ki geeli chut.

Ghar se nikalte waqt car mein baith gaye – main driver seat pe, Saba paas mein, Ayesha peeche. Road pe normal baatein jaari thi.

"Saba: Aaj weather kitna achha hai, thandi hawa chal rahi hai."

"Ayesha: Haan bhabhi, Delhi mein gaon jaisa nahi lagta, sab itna fast hai."

"Asad: Mall pahunch ke pehle shopping kar lo tum dono, main parking dekh loon."

Mall pahunch gaye. Parking mein car park ki aur andar gaye. Mall ki AC thandi hawa, logon ki bheed, music baj raha tha.

Andar ghuste hi dono ladkiyan khush ho gayi.

"Ayesha: Bhaiya, yahan kitne bade bade shops hain! Chalo na pehle clothes dekhein."

"Saba: Haan, mujhe bhi kuch leggings aur tops dekhne hain. Asad, tum theek ho na?"

Main muskuraya,

"Asad: Haan bilkul, tum dono jaao shop mein, main movie ki tickets le aata hoon. Kaunsi movie dekhni hai?"

"Ayesha: Koi comedy wali, hasi mazaa aaye."

"Saba: Haan, latest wali jo chal rahi hai."

Main bola,

"Asad: Theek hai, tum shopping karo, main tickets book kar ke message kar dunga. Milte hain food court pe."

Dono muskurate hue ladies section ki taraf chali gayi – Saba ki gaand leggings mein hilte hue, Ayesha ki jeans mein choti si matak. Main unhey dekhta reh gaya thodi der, phir movie counter ki taraf mud gaya.

Ticket lete waqt dimag mein bas wo dono ghum rahi thi… shopping mein tight kapde try kar rahi hongi… mirror ke saamne pose bana rahi hongi… aur main yahan khada lund tight kar raha tha.

Ab movie aur shopping ke baad kya hoga… soch ke hi josh aa raha tha.

Mall mein ticket lete lete time lag gaya. Counter pe line thi, phir seat choose karne mein der ho gayi. Jab tak main food court ki taraf aaya, dono nahi dikhi. Message kiya Saba ko – “Kahan ho?” Reply aaya: “Shopping mein hi hain jaanu, thodi der mein aate hain food court pe.” Main wait karta raha, coffee piya, phone scroll kiya, lekin dimag mein bas Ayesha ka wo changing room wala khayal ghum raha tha jo Saba ne kitchen mein daala tha. Lund kabhi kabhi tight ho jaata tha soch-soch ke.

Jab bahut der ho gayi toh main khud hi ladies section ki taraf chala gaya. Shop ke andar Saba dikhi – wo ek rack pe kapde dekh rahi thi, muskurate hue. Mujhe dekhte hi wo paas aayi, mera haath pakda aur dheere se kaan mein boli,

"Saba: Jaanu… teri choti behen ko ek dress bahut pasand aayi hai, lekin wo sharma rahi hai lene mein… tumhari wajah se. Chalo andar, usey convince kar do."

Uska haath garam tha, ungliyan meri hatheli pe dheere dheere ghuma rahi thi – jaise tease kar rahi ho. Wo mujhe changing room ki taraf le gayi. Shop mein thodi bheed thi, lekin changing area mein curtain wale cubicles the. Ek cubicle ka curtain thoda sa khula tha, andar se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi halki si.

Saba ne curtain dheere se side kiya aur mujhe andar dhakka diya, khud bhi andar aa gayi aur curtain band kar diya. Andar… yaar, mera dil zor se dhak kiya.

Ayesha mirror ke saamne khadi thi, ek bilkul choti si barbie doll wali dress pehan ke. Pink color ki, strapless tube type top – uske chote chote boobs ko tightly pakde hue, upar se deep cleavage bana rahi thi, jaise abhi phat ke bahar aa jayenge. Neeche skirt itni choti ki jaanghein poori nangi, thighs ke bilkul upar tak – thodi si hilte hi panty dikhne wali. Dress body hugging thi, uski slim kamar, gol gaand, sab highlight ho raha tha. Baal khule hue, chehra laal sharmahat se, nazrein mirror mein mujhe dekh rahi thi.

Wo sharma ke boli,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… ye… ye bahut choti hai na? Log kya kahenge… gaon mein toh aise kapde nahi pehente…"

Main wahi khada reh gaya, muh khula ka khula. Dimag blank – sirf uski gori skin, wo deep cleavage jahan se uske chote boobs ubhar rahe the, thighs ki smoothness… sab dekh raha tha. Lund pant mein turant tight ho gaya.

Saba hans ke mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi aur mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Dekh jaanu… teri masoom behen kitni hot lag rahi hai… wo cleavage… soch Pramod uncle ise dekh ke kitna pagal ho jayenge… ya Ramu kaka… uski jaanghein… kitni smooth… touch karne ko jee karega na?"

Ayesha ne mirror mein mujhe dekha, sharma ke nazrein neeche ki, lekin pose bana rahi thi – haath se dress theek karte hue, thodi si ghum ke side pose diya. Uski gaand skirt mein gol gol dikhi.

Main haklate hue bola,

"Asad: Ac… acchi hai… bahut acchi lag rahi hai tu… le le na… Delhi mein sab aise hi pehente hain…"

Ayesha ne sharma ke smile di, chehra aur laal ho gaya,

"Ayesha: Sach mein bhaiya? Aapko pasand aayi? Theek hai… le leti hoon."

Saba ne mera haath dabaya aur curtain khol diya. Hum bahar aa gayi. Ayesha change kar ke bahar aayi, normal kapdon mein, lekin wo dress haath mein liye. Billing karwaya aur movie hall ki taraf chal diye.

Movie start ho chuki thi jab hum andar gaye. Hall andhera tha, screen pe lights chamak rahe the, sound tez. Seats – main corner pe baitha, bagal mein Saba, phir Ayesha.

Thodi der movie dekhi, comedy scenes pe Ayesha has rahi thi, uski hasi ki awaaz andhere mein sun ke mazaa aa raha tha. Lekin mera dhyan kahin aur tha – changing room wali image dimag se nahi ja rahi thi.

Phir thodi der baad maine side se dekha – Ayesha ke bagal wali seat khali thi, lekin ab ek uncle type aadmi aa ke baith gaya. Age 40-45 ke aaspaas, thoda mota, shirt pant mein, akela movie dekhne aaya lagta tha. Normal laga pehle.

Movie chal rahi thi, ek romantic scene aaya – screen pe hero heroine kiss kar rahe the. Andhere mein halki si light pad rahi thi.

Maine dheere se side se dekha – uncle ka haath seat ke armrest pe tha, lekin dheere dheere wo Ayesha ki taraf badh raha tha. Pehle sirf jaangh ke paas, phir halka sa touch – Ayesha ki jeans pe.

Ayesha pehle notice nahi kiya, popcorn kha rahi thi. Phir uncle ne haath thoda sa ragda – jaangh ke upar, inner side pe.

Ayesha ka shareer akad gaya. Usne dheere se uncle ke haath pe apna haath rakha aur hata diya. Nazrein screen pe, lekin chehra thoda tense dikh raha tha andhere mein.

Uncle nahi ruka. Thodi der baad phir haath badhaya – is baar dheere dheere, ungliyan jaangh pe gol gol ghumate hue. Ayesha ne phir hata diya, lekin is baar dheere se, jaise dar rahi ho awaaz na ho jaye.

Wo baar baar meri taraf mud rahi thi – andhere mein uski aankhein dhoondh rahi thi mujhe. Jaise help maang rahi ho, dar rahi ho. Uski saansein tez dikhai de rahi thi.

Main movie dekhne ka natak kar raha tha – screen pe dhyan tha, lekin side se sab dekh raha tha. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini – gussa, jealousy, lekin saath hi wo ganda josh. Lund seat pe tight ho raha tha.

Uncle aur bold ho gaya. Ab haath seedha Ayesha ki jaangh pe rakh diya, dheere dheere upar ki taraf badhaya – jeans ke upar se inner thigh pe. Ungliyan dheere dheere ragad rahi thi, pressure badha raha tha.

Ayesha ne paanv cross kiye, haath se dabane ki koshish ki, lekin uncle nahi hataya. Usne dheere se Ayesha ki taraf jhuk ke kuch phusphusaya – awaaz nahi aayi, lekin Ayesha ka shareer kaanp gaya.

Wo phir meri taraf dekhi – aankhon mein dar, jaise bol rahi ho “Bhaiya… dekho na…”. Uske hoth kaanp rahe the, saansein tez ho gyi thi.

Uncle ka haath ab aur upar – jaise crotch ke paas pahunch raha ho. Dheere dheere ragad raha tha, ungli se outline bana raha tha jeans ke upar se.

Ayesha ne uncle ke haath ko pakda, hata diya lekin is baar dheere se, jaise poori taakat nahi laga rahi ho. Uski thighs kaanp rahi thi. Wo baar baar meri taraf dekh rahi thi, aankhein badi badi, jaise madad maang rahi ho lekin bol nahi pa rahi.

Saba ne mera haath pakda andhere mein, dheere se meri jaangh pe rakha aur upar ki taraf le gayi – mera lund tight feel kar ke muskurayi. Usne kaan mein phusphusaya,

"Saba: Dekh jaanu… teri choti behen ko stranger chhed raha hai… aur tu dekh ke garam ho raha hai… uska dar… uski madad maangti aankhein… kitna mazaa aa raha hai na?"

Uncle ab aur aggressive ho gaya tha – haath phir se jaangh pe, is baar zor se dabaya, ungliyan andar ki taraf ghusaane ki koshish. Ayesha ki saansein tez ho gyi, wo seat mein dheere se peeche sarkne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin jagah nahi thi. Usne meri taraf dekha – aankhon mein paani sa, dar aur shayad kuch aur…

Main natak karta raha movie dekhne ka… lekin andar janwar chillaya: *Haan… chhed usey… meri behen ki jaanghein daba… wo dar rahi hai… lekin chut geeli ho rahi hogi…*

Scene aur lamba chal raha tha… uncle nahi ruk raha tha, Ayesha baar baar haath hata rahi thi lekin dheeme dheeme… movie ke climax ki taraf badh rahi thi, lekin asli climax hall mein chal raha tha.

movie hall pura andhera ho gaya tha, screen pe comedy scenes chal rahe the lekin mera dhyan sirf Ayesha aur us stranger uncle pe tha. Uncle ka haath ab Ayesha ki jaangh pe poora settle ho chuka tha – dheere dheere ragad raha tha, ungliyan inner thigh pe gol gol ghuma raha tha, jeans ke upar se hi pressure badha raha tha. Ayesha baar baar haath hata rahi thi, lekin ab uska virodh kam ho gayi thi – jaise dar aur kuch alag si feeling ka mix. Wo meri taraf baar baar dekh rahi thi, aankhon mein madad ki guhaar, lekin main natak karta raha movie dekhne ka.

Thodi der baad Saba ne mere kaan mein dheere se phusphusaya,

"Saba: Jaanu… mujhe bathroom jaana hai… chalo na."

Wo mera haath pakad ke uthi, main bhi uske saath chala gaya – hall se bahar, corridor mein. Bathroom tak jaate jaate Saba ne mera haath dabaya aur boli,

"Saba: Dekha tune? Teri choti behen ko stranger chhed raha hai… uski jaanghein daba raha hai… aur wo dar rahi hai lekin chut geeli ho rahi hogi… tu dekh ke kitna garam ho raha hai na?"

Main chup raha, lekin lund tight tha. Bathroom se wapas aaye toh hall mein andar ghuse aur… yaar, seat ka nazara dekh ke mera dil zor se ruk sa gaya.

Andhere mein screen ki light pad rahi thi – Ayesha neeche jhuki hui thi, uska sir uncle ki godi mein, aur muh mein… uncle ka kaala, mota lund! Uncle ne pant ki zip khol rakhi thi, lund bahar nikaal ke Ayesha ke muh mein ghusa rakha tha. Ayesha usey lollipop ki tarah chus rahi thi – dheere dheere, muh upar neeche karte hue, jeebh se supare pe gol gol ghuma rahi thi, laar tapak rahi thi. Uncle ka haath Ayesha ke sir pe tha, baal pakad ke dheere dheere dhakke de raha tha – control mein, awaaz na aaye isliye slow.

Ayesha ki aankhein band thi, chehra laal, muh se halki si glug glug awaaz aa rahi thi jo movie ke sound mein dab rahi thi. Wo chus rahi thi jaise majboori mein shuru kiya ho lekin ab maze le rahi ho – muh ke andar tak lete hue, gale tak.

Main wahi khada reh gaya, shock mein. Saba mere paas aayi, peeche se chipak gayi aur mera lund pant ke upar se pakad ke hilane lagi – dheere dheere, tez nahi kyuki log na dekh len.

"Saba (kaan mein): Dekh jaanu… teri masoom choti behen… movie hall mein stranger ka kaala lund chus rahi hai jaise randi ho… wo lollipop ki tarah choos rahi hai… kitna mota hai na wo lund… teri behen ka chota muh poora bhar gaya hoga… soch Pramod uncle se bhi mota hai shayad… wo nigal rahi hogi uska taste…… tera lund mere haath mein kitna tight ho gaya… bol… mazaa aa raha hai na apni sagi behen ko randi bante dekh ke?"

Main saans tez le raha tha, Saba ki ungliyan mera lund hila rahi thi slow motion mein. Dimag mein toofan tha – gussa, sharam, lekin josh sabse upar.

Achanak uncle ne Ayesha ka sir upar kiya, lund muh se nikaala (geela chamak raha tha screen ki light mein), zip band ki aur Ayesha ka haath pakad ke khinch liya. Wo dono uth ke hall se bahar nikalne lage – uncle aage, Ayesha peeche, uska chehra laal aur confused tha.

Saba ne jaldi se mujhe seat pe baithaya aur boli, "Side mein ho jaa… follow karte hain."

Hum side se uth ke unke peeche peeche nikal gaye – andhere mein kisi ne notice nahi kiya. Corridor mein uncle Ayesha ka haath tightly pakde hue tez tez chal raha tha, men's toilet ki taraf. Ek disabled wala toilet tha corner mein, wo andar ghus gaye aur darwaza band kar diya – lekin poora lock nahi hua, thoda sa khula reh gaya.

Main aur Saba paas ke wall se chipak ke khade ho gaye. Andar se awaazein aane lagi…

Uncle ki awaaz garam aur gusse mein,

"Uncle: Saali randi… movie mein lund choosne lagi… raand hai tu to… kapde utaar jaldi!"

Ayesha ki awaaz kaanpti hui boli,

"Ayesha: Please uncle… sorry… koi dekh lega… chhod do na…"

Lekin phir kapdon ki awaaz aayi– jeans neeche, t-shirt upar. Phir zor ka thappad ki awaaz sunai di – "Thap!" aur Ayesha ki cheekh, "Ahh… sorry uncle…"

Uncle: "Kutiya… muh mein liya tha na public mein… ab chut aur gaand dono maarunga… punishment ke taur pe… ghodi ban jaldi!"

Andar se thap thap ki awaaz shuru ho gayi – zor zor se. Uncle ne Ayesha ko ghodi banaya hoga, peeche se lund ghusa diya – mota kaala lund uski tight chut mein. Ayesha ki siskiyan tez aa rahi thi,

"Ayesha: Ahh… uncle… dard ho raha hai… mota hai aapka… dheere… ahh zor se nahi… ahh fuck…!"

Uncle gaaliyan de raha tha, dhakke tez tez maar raha tha,

"Uncle: Le saali… public mein randigiri karti hai… ab le poora lund… teri tight chut phaad raha hoon… bol sorry… bol main randi hoon!"

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se, toilet ki deewar hil rahi thi. Ayesha chillayi,

"Ayesha: Ahh… sorry uncle… main randi hoon… aapka lund bahut mota hai… phaad do meri chut… ahh zor se… punishment do mujhe… ahh!"

Uncle ne position badli – shayad usey wall se chipka ke peeche se, ya muh mein ghusa ke muh chodne laga kyuki glug glug awaaz aayi, phir thappad pe thappad.

"Uncle: Le kutiya… muh mein le poora… gale tak… saara maal pi jayegi tu…!"

Ayesha ki moan mix cheekh aayi – "Ahh… haan uncle… pi jaungi… aapka maal… ahh zor se thoko……!"

Phir gaand mein ghusa hoga – Ayesha ki zor ki cheekh aayi, "Ahh… phat gayi… uncle dheere… ahh lekin mat rukna… zor se phaad do!"

Zor zor se thap thap, uncle ki aahe aa rahi thi, . 10-15 minute tak ye khel chala – full janwar ki tarah.

Main bahar khada ye sab sun raha tha… darwaza thoda khula tha, andar ka scene thoda thoda dikh raha tha – Ayesha wall se chipki hui, uncle peeche se gaand maar raha tha zor zor se.

Saba mere paas thi, mera lund hila rahi thi tez tez. Main control nahi kar paya – pant mein hi jhad gaya, saara maal pant mein nikal gaya, shareer kaanp raha tha.

Andar se uncle ki aawaaz aayi – "Le randi… saara maal teri gaand mein!" aur Ayesha ki zor ki siski nikli

Phir sannata…

toilet ke bahar khada main pant mein hi jhad chuka tha – saara maal geela kar diya tha andar hi. Saba ne mera haath pakda aur dheere se hall mein wapas le gayi. Hum apni seats pe baith gaye, movie ab climax mein thi lekin mera dimag kahin aur tha.

Thodi der baad darwaza khula aur Ayesha akeli andar aayi. Uski halat dekh ke main hil gaya– baal bikhre hue, chehra laal aur paseene se geela, hoth sooje hue, aankhein neeche ki hui. Jeans thodi si ultsi si lag rahi thi, t-shirt collar se thoda khincha hua. Wo dheere dheere chal rahi thi, jaise dard me ho, gaand mein ya chut mein. Seedha seat pe aake baithi, meri taraf dekha bhi nahi.

Maine dheere se poocha, awaaz mein thodi si tension chhupate hue,

"Asad: Ayesha… tum kahan thi itni der?wo Uncle kahan gaya?"

Wo sharma ke, mazre churate hue, nazrein neeche kiye boli,

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… bathroom gayi thi… pet mein thoda problem ho gaya tha… uncle? Kaunsa uncle… koi nahi tha…"

Uski awaaz kaanp rahi thi, chehra aur laal ho gaya. Saba side se muskurate hue movie dekh rahi thi, lekin usne mera haath dabaya – jaise bol rahi ho "pata hai mujhe sab".

Movie khatam hui, lights jali. Hum uth ke bahar nikle. Car mein baith gaye – koi kisi se baat nahi kar raha tha. Ayesha peeche baithi chupchap phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, lekin nazrein idhar udhar. Lag raha tha usey shaq ho gaya tha ki mujhe movie wala scene aur toilet ka pata chal gaya hai. Wo baar baar mirror mein mujhe dekh rahi thi, jaise guilty feel kar rahi ho.

Saba bhi chup thi, lekin uski muskan bata rahi thi ki wo enjoy kar rahi thi ye silence ko.

Ghar pahunchte hi mahol heavy tha. Ayesha ne good night bol ke sidhe guest room mein ghus gayi, darwaza band kar diya. Main aur Saba bedroom mein aaye. Darwaza band kiya hi tha ki mera josh high ho gaya tha – toilet ka scene, Ayesha ki halat, uski jhoothi baat… sab dimag mein ghum raha tha.

Maine Saba ko wall se chipka diya, zor se kiss karne laga – paglon ki tarah. Uske hoth kaate, jeebh andar daal ke muh chusne laga. Uske baal pakde, sir peeche khincha aur gale pe kiss karte hue gardan kaatne laga.

Saba siski le rahi thi, hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ahh… jaanu… itna josh… teri behen ko toilet mein chudte dekh ke aa gaya na? Wo stranger ne uski chut aur gaand dono phaadi hogi… … ab tu mujhe chod ke uska badla le raha hai?"

Maine uski kurti faad ke utar di, bra ke hook khol ke boobs bahar nikaale – nipples already khade the. Phir leggings neeche ki, panty faad di – uski chut geeli chamak rahi thi, paani tapak raha tha.

Maine usey bed pe phenka, ghodi bana diya aur peeche se lund bahar nikaal ke ek hi dhakke mein chut mein ghusa diya – poora andar, zor ka thap!

Thap thap thap! Zor zor se dhakke marne laga, uski gaand pe thappad pe thappad.

Saba ne roleplay shuru kar diya – Ayesha ki masoom awaaz mein baat karne lagi,

"Saba (Ayesha ban ke): Ahh bhaiya… ye kya kar rahe ho… main teri choti behen hoon… ahh… mat ghuso itna zor se… aapka lund bahut mota hai… toilet wale uncle se bhi bada… ahh phaad do meri chut bhaiya… punishment do mujhe… maine stranger ka lund choosa tha na… ab bhaiya ka le rahi hoon…"

Ye sunte hi mera josh double ho gaya. Maine uske baal zor se khinche, gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal kar diya.

"Asad: Saali kutiya Ayesha… randi… movie hall mein stranger ka kaala lund lollipop ki tarah choos rahi thi… toilet mein gaand marwa rahi thi… bol sorry… bol main teri bhai ki randi behen hoon… le mera lund teri tight chut mein… phaad raha hoon saali…!"

Saba zor se aahe bhar rahi thi, gaand peeche kar ke dhakke le rahi thi,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh… sorry bhaiya… main aapki randi behen hoon… ahh… stranger ne punishment di thi… ab aap do… zor se thoko… meri gaand mein bhi ghusa do… ahh… bhaiya ka lund behen ki chut mein… kitna ganda hai ye… lekin mazaa aa raha hai… ahh fuck me bhaiya…!"

Thap thap thap! Awaz poore kamre mein gunj rahi thi. Maine position badli – usey neeche litaya, tangen kandhe pe rakh ke missionary mein ghusa diya, zor zor se dhakke maarne laga. Uske boobs daba raha tha, nipples maar raha tha daanton se.

Chodte chodte mujhe aisa laga ki koi humey dekh raha hai… darwaza thoda sa khula tha, andar se ek shadow dikha – main samajh gaya ye Ayesha hogi, chupke se dekh rahi hogi. Uski aankhein darwaze ke gap se dikhai di – badi badi, hairan.

Ye dekh te hi main aur pagal ho gaya – josh triple!

"Asad: Aa gaya mazaa ab… … kutiya… randi… stranger se gaand marwa ke aayi na… ab dekh tera bhai kitna zor se thok raha hai… … teri chut mein bhi ghusa dunga… saali harami behen… le… teri behen ki chut phaad raha hoon… ahh… kutiya… randi… teri masoomiyat khatam kar dunga…!"

Maine Saba ko zor zor se thoka, gaaliyan dete hue – Ayesha ke naam ki saari gandi gaaliyan. Saba bhi samajh gayi, zor se awaze kar rahi thi,

"Saba (Ayesha): Ahh bhaiya… aap mujhe itna ganda bol rahe ho…main aapki bahan hun ahh… lekin garam ho rahi hoon… ahh…!"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control gaya – zor zor se 15-20 dhakke maare aur saara maal Saba ki chut mein chod diya, chillate hue "Ayesha… kutiya… le tera bhai ka maal…!" Saba bhi kaanp gayi, usne bhi jhad diya zor se.

Dono let gaye, saansein tez. Darwaza ab band tha – Ayesha chupke se chali gayi hogi.

Saba mere seene pe sar rakh ke hans rahi thi,

"Saba: Ab toh pakka jaanti hai wo… kal se game aur mazedaar ho jayega jaanu."

Main chup raha… lekin andar se jaanta tha ki ab kuch bhi rukne wala nahi tha.