Update - 13
“15 din beet chuke hain chachi ko hamre ghar aaye huye” lallan kaam se chhuti leke Gaya haua hai, ghar me ab mai , mummy , chachi aur ali hain bas papa ka phone bhi Ana ab bahut kam ho Gaya hai kyuki hamesha ladai hi hoti hai papa mummy ki isase achha baat hi na kare wo jayda behatar hai, chachi har din convince karti hai mummu ko ki ali ka lund le liya jaay kya ? didi bolo na , mummy mana kar deti hain baar-baar chachi sad ho jaati hain
lekin chachi haar manane walo me se thodi hain
Dopehar ki dhoop jab aangan mein phel rahi thi, tab ghar ke andar ek alag hi garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ali, aangan mein lage purane nalkay se paani bhar raha tha. Uska kadd-kaathi aur kaam karne ka dhang hamesha se sabka dhyan khinch leta tha, lekin Chachi ka usse baat karne ka andaaz thoda alag tha hota ja raha tha lai dino se
"Ali, zara idhar toh aana," Chachi ne kitchen ki khidki se awaaz lagayi. Unke chehre par ek shararati muskurahat thi.
Ali ne jaldi se apna kaam roka aur sir jhuka kar paas gaya. "Ji, chhoti didi? Kuch kaam tha?"
Chachi ne uske pass aakar uske bikhre huye baalon ko dekha aur halki si hansi ke saath boli, "Kaam toh hota hi rehta hai, par tu thak gaya hoga. Zara baith, main tere liye thanda paani lati hoon." Unka haath sarsari taur par Ali ke kaandhe ko chhu gaya, jo Ali ko thoda hairan kar gaya, par usne kuch kaha nahi.
Ali man me - saali ko lund chahiye
Mummy wahi paas ke kamre mein baithi thi aur parde ki oat se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Unka dil zor se dhadak raha tha—par woh dharak dhyan ki wajah se nahi, balki jalan ki wajah se thi. Ali chachi ke aa jane ke baad se mummy pe ab kam dhyaan dw rha tha, lekin Chachi ka yun usse 'chhedna' aur uske nazdeek jaana Mummy ko bilkul raas nahi aa raha tha.
Mummy ne zor se churi se sabzi kaatni shuru ki. Unke chehre par chidchidapan saaf dikh raha tha. Unhe lag raha tha jaise unka haq koi cheen raha ho.
Shaam hote-hote mahool aur bhi bhari ho gaya. Chachi ne kitchen mein Ali ko bulaya tha taki woh kuch bhari samaan utha sake.
Chachi: "Ali, yeh dabba upar rakh de... aur dekh, girna nahi chahiye." Chachi ne jaan-boojh kar Ali ke itne kareeb khade hokar ishara kiya ki dono ke beech ki doori khatam si ho gayi.chachi jor-jor se sanse le rahi thi jaise ali ke pass se behad koi sugndhit perfume ki mahek ho
(Lekin ye to ali ka paseena tha ali ke mathe pe Chhote chhote paseene ki bunde thi uski shirt puri gili thi ek mardna gandh aa rahi thi uske pas se)
Chachi ki sanse ali ke muh pe pad rahi thi behad garam aur kamuk sanse
Ali: "Ji…ji chhoti didi, main sambhal lunga," Ali ki awaaz mein thodi ghabrahat thi, par woh Chachi ki nazron ki tapish mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Chachi-ruko ali
Chachi ne apni saree se ali ke chehra ka paseena pochh rahi thi
Ali man me -iss sali ko apne lund ke neeche hi rakhunga
Theek usi waqt Mummy kitchen ke darwaze par aa khadi hui. Unhone dekha ki kaise Chachi, Ali ke bilkul paas khadi hokar paseena pochh rahi rahi thi.
"Reshma!" Mummy ne sakht awaaz mein Chachi ko pukara. "Ali ko apna kaam karne do, aur tum zara idhar aao, mujhe kuch baat karni hai."
Chachi mummy ke room pe gayi
Mummy-tum ye kya kar rahi thi ha wo naukar hai hamra tu..tum uska paseena pochh rahi thi
Chachi ne ek gehri saans li aur thoda tedha muskura kar boli, "Didi, aap itna chidh kyu rahi hain?
Bechara madad hi toh kar raha hai."paseena pochh diya to kya aur didi apka nahi pata mai to uss din ali ka lund dekh ke pagal ho gayi thi
Mummy- (gusse me)Reshma tum na….wo…wo naukar hai hamra ham log apas me karte to hai na
Chachi- (saitani muskuraht ke saath)bhari sanse chhodti affffhhhh….ahhhh… didi ab mujhse nahi raha jata….ahhhhhh… mujhe ali ka kala mota lamba luda cahahiye bas pata bhi hai kitne mahine ho gaye sex kiye huye apni Bur me lund liye huye….ahhhhhhhhh apni chut ko saree ke uper se mutthi me bhi chati hui chut bahna satart ho chuki thi , ab to chut ki diware bhi skhat dande ka swad bhool si gayi hain…. gajar,muli baigan me wo maja nahi didi…mai to kahati hu aap bhi….
Mummy ne bina kuch kahe palat kar waha se nikalna behtar samjha, par unke kadmo ki aahat bata rahi thi ki ghar mein ab ek khamosh jung shuru ho chuki hai. Do behno jaisi rishtedaaron ke beech Ali ek aisi wajah ban gaya tha, jisne dono ke rishte mein kadwahat aur jalan bhar di thi.
Chachi ne darwaza dheere se band kiya aur andar ki chitkini laga di. Unka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Woh bed par baith gayi, saree ki pallu side mein sarka diya. Usne wohi safaai wali saree ki anchal ko naak ke paas le jaakar gehri saans li.
Wo aisse sungh rahi thi jaise ali ka lund ho sach me
“Aaaahhh… uffff…”
Ali ka paseena… woh mardana gandh… unki naak mein ghus gayi. Chachi ki aankhein band ho gayi. Unke honth khule aur ek lambi, garam saans chhooti.
“Hayyy… kitni tez gandh hai iski… mard ki pasine ki… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai bas isse…”
Uske goto ka kya swad hoga uffff…..
Yahi paseena iske underwear se hoke niklta hoga hayyy…..ufffffff…..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……
Uske Aand kha jaungi ummmmmm….
Uffoofoo…….
Usne saree ke pallu ko apni chut ke upar le jaaya. Saree ka kapda dheere-dheere uthaya aur apni taange faila di. Blouse ke andar se unke chooche ubhar rahe the, nipples sakht ho chuke the.nipple Bhure the
Chachi ne ek haath se apni chut ko upar se dabaya.
“Sssss… ahhh… dekho toh… kitni bheeg chuki hai meri bur… sirf uske paseene se…”kalmuhi!
do ungliyon se apni chut ki faank ko failaya. Geeli, laal aur phooli hui chut dikhai de rahi thi. Clit bahar nikla hua tha, tadap raha tha.
Kitna khara aur namkeen hai paseena
“Ali… teri rkhail ki chut dekh… kitni bhookhi hai… tere kale mothe lund ki… ahhhhh…”aaaaahhhhhhhhhh…..ohaaaaaammm….aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……
Usne wohi paseena bhari anchal ko apni chut par ragadna shuru kiya. Kapde ke saath-saath uski ungliyan bhi andar jaane lagi.
“Haaan… uffff… paseena chat rahi hoon main… teri gandh… meri bur mein ghus rahi hai… Hayyy maaa… kitna mazaa aa raha hai…”
Chachi ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Woh bed par let gayi, taange ghutno se mod kar upar utha li. Saree puri tarah kamar tak lapet li thi. Ab unki chut bilkul nangi thi, chamak rahi thi apne ras se.
Usne teen ungliyan ek saath chut mein ghusa di.
“Aaaahhhhh… phaad de… mota lund jaise… ahhh… ahhh… Ali… tere paseene ki boo se meri chut paagal ho rahi hai…”
Woh zor-zor se haath hilaane lagi. Ungliyan andar-bahar ho rahi thi. Chut se “puch-puch-puch” ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
“Gandi hoon main… bahut gandi… naukar ke paseene ko sungh-sungh kar mutth mar rahi hoon… ahhhhh… meri chut… teri dasi ki chut… bas tere kale lund ke neeche hi rakh dena… mujhe chod dena… zor-zor se… phaad dena meri bur ko…”mujhe dard dena…ahhhhhhhhghhhmmm…alii….
Kabhi apne nipple ko khinchti to kabhi marodti
Uske moo se ab gande-gande shabd nikal rahe the, dheere-dheere awaaz badhti ja rahi thi.
“Hayyy… kitna mota hoga tera lund… kitna lamba… meri chut ki deewarein phaad dega… ahhh… ahhh… haan… aur andar… poora andar… teri sali ko randi bana de… aaahhhhh…”ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..ahhhhhhhh….hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….ohhhhhhh….
Chachi ki kamar uth-uth kar hil rahi thi. Ek haath se chooche ko zor se masal rahi thi, ek dam rabad ki tarah hi strech kar kar rahi thi dusre haath se chut mein ungliyan tez-tez andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Unke maathe par bhi paseene ki bunde nikal aayi thi.
ahhhhhhhhhh……ahhhhhhhhh
“Uffff… sssss… meri bur jal rahi hai… bahut tadap rahi hai… gajar-muli se kaam nahi chalta… mujhe lund chahiye… kala… mota… lamba… Ali ka lund… ahhhhhh… chod mujhe… teri chhoti didi ko chod… zor se… haan… haan… aur zor se…”dard do mujhe alii…plzzz….
aankhein band karke sirf Ali ka chehra, uska paseena bhara badan, uski gili shirt aur uske niche ubhra hua lund socha. Uske haath ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi.
“Puch-puch-puch… ahhh… ahhh… aa rahi hoon… teri didi ki chut paani chhodne wali hai… Hayyy… le… le meri chut ka ras… aaaahhhhhhhhh…”
Ek zor ka jhatka laga. Chachi ki poori body akad gayi. Taange kaanpne lagi. Chut se ek gehra, garam jhatka aaya aur ras ki dhaar nikalne lagi. Usne ungliyan andar hi daba li aur zor-zor se saansein lene lagi.
“Haaaan… aa gaya… bahut mazaa aaya… uffff… teri gandh ne hi meri chut ko jhadwa diya… ab asli lund chahiye… warna pagal ho jaungi main…”he Bur ki aag bhi na kya kya se kya bana deti hai ek aurat ko
Unhi ungliyo ko apne chut se bhi ghne huye raz ko bade hi chaay se chatne lagi
Woh thodi der leti rahi, saansein sambhalti rahi. Uske chehre par ek satisfied lekin abhi bhi bhookhi si muskurahat thi. Ab uska mann aur zyada machal raha tha. Mummy ke ghar mein rehkar bhi woh sirf Ali ke lund ke sapne dekh rahi thi.
Unki chut aur gand ka chhed Dil ke jaise dhadak raha raha tha
Bahut der baad woh uthi, saree theek ki aur socha – “Ab is garmi ko bujhana padega… kisi tarah se bhi.”
Raat ke khane ka waqt tha. Ghar mein halki si roshni jal rahi thi. Drawing room ke sofe par Ali baitha tha aur uske bilkul paas Chachi (Reshma) baithi thi. Chachi ne ek halki si cotton ki saree pehni thi, jismein uske badan ki curves saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Unka haath dheere-dheere Ali ki jangho par phir raha tha. Ungliyan halki si pressure ke saath upar ki taraf badh rahi thi, lekin abhi sirf jangho tak hi thi.
Chachi baar-baar apne honthon ko daanton se kaat rahi thi. Uska chehra kamuk ho chuka tha – aankhein half-closed, lips thode se khule, saansein halki-halki tez. Woh ali ko teekhi nazron se dekh rahi thi jo TV dekh raha tha. Har baar jab ali ki taraf dekhti, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bhookh thi, jaise usko apne andar samet lena chahti ho.
Ali ke mann mein:
“Saali bahut garam ho rahi hai aaj. Haath toh meri jaangh par rakh ke hi nahi ruk rahi. Nakhun gada rahi saali chhinaal aurat…Agar ye na hota toh abhi iski saree upar karke chod deta
Tabhi Ali utha aur bola, “Main paani le aata hoon.”
Woh kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Kitchen mein mummy khana bana rahi thi. Unhone ek simple saree pehni thi, jismein unka mature aur bhara hua badan bahut attractive lag raha tha. Gas par sabzi chal rahi thi aur mummy usko chala rahi thi.
Ali piche se dheere se aaya. Usne mummy ke bilkul peeche khade hokar apne dono haathon se unki kamar ko pakad liya. Mummy ki body ek pal ke liye sakht ho gayi.
Mummy (ghabrake, halki awaaz mein):
“A… Ali… kya kar rahe ho? Chhod do… had mein raho.”
Ali ne apna muh mummy ke gale ke paas le jaakar dheere se saans li. Uski garam saans mummy ke kaan par padi.
Ali (kamuk awaaz mein, dheere-dheere):
“Didi… aap itna mana kyun kar rahi hain? Main toh bas aapke paas aana chahta hoon. Aapki yeh khushboo… aapka yeh garam badan… mujhe pagal kar deta hai.”
Mummy ne apna haath uske haath par rakh kar hataane ki koshish ki, lekin unki ungliyan thodi der uske haath par ruk gayi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue jalan me boli)
“Ali… jaao… Reshma ke paas jaao. Woh toh tumhari ‘chhoti didi’ hai na? Mere paas mat aao. Main… main”
Ali ne muskuraate hue mummy ko aur kareeb khinch liya. Ab uska poora badan mummy ke peeche se chipka hua tha. Uski hard lund mummy ki gaand par halka pressure daal raha tha.
Ali:“Didi, aap jhooth bol rahi hain. Main dekh sakta hoon aapko. Aap bhi tadap rahi hain. Uss din jab maine aapko dekha tha… aapki aankhon mein wahi pyaas thi jo ab bhi hai.”
Mummy ki saansein ab aur tez ho chuki thi. Unke chehre par ek halki si laali chadh aayi thi. Woh mana kar rahi thi, lekin unka badan dheere-dheere Ali ke sparsh ko respond kar raha tha.
Mummy (kamzor awaaz mein):
“Nahi… Ali… yeh galat hai. Main… ahhhhh… uss din bahak gayi thi. Bas… bas ek pal ki kamzori thi.”
Ali ne apne honth mummy ke gale par rakhe aur dheere-dheere chumne laga. Ek chhota sa kiss, phir dusra… uski zubaan halki si licking kar rahi thi. Mummy ka body ek jhatke se kaanp gaya.
Ali (whisper mein):
“Koi tabhi bahakta hai jab andar se aag lagi ho, didi. Mujhe pata hai aap kitni pyaasi hain. Raat ko neend nahi aati na? Akele bed par let kar sochti rehti hain… kisi mothe, lambe lund ke baare mein…”
Mummy ne aankhein band kar li. Unke haath ab slab par sahara lene ke liye pakde hue the. Unke mann mein ek taraf virodh tha, dusri taraf ek chhupi hui ichchha ubhar rahi thi.
Mummy ke mann mein:
“Hayy… yeh kya kar raha hai… mera badan kyun respond kar raha hai? Uski garam saans… uske honth… bahut din se kisi ne aise touch nahi kiya… lekin yeh galat hai… woh naukar hai…dono Bahar hi hain mera man isko pakad chumne ka kar raha hai lekin mai aage badh jau kya nhai nahi….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……ahhhhhhhh…..
Ali ne mummy ko aur tightly bahon mein bhar liya. Uska ek haath dheere se unki kamar se upar badha aur unke pet par phirne laga. Dusra haath unke boobs ke niche tak pahunch gaya, bina dabaaye sirf halka sa touch kiye hue.
Ali:“Didi… aap bhi chahti hain na? Dekho… aapki saansein kitni tez ho rahi hain. Aapki choochiyan sakht ho rahi hain. Main mehsoos kar sakta hoon. Chhod do apni had… bas ek baar mujhe apne andar lene do… main aapko woh sukh doonga jo aapko chahiye.”
Mummy (saans phoolte hue, halki si moan ke saath):
“Ahhhh… Ali… chhod do… plzzz… koi aa jayega… Reshma… ya rohan… ahhh… mat karo aisa…”
Ali ne mummy ke gale par ek gehra kiss kiya aur phir us jagah ko halke se choos liya. Uski zubaan ne ek chhoti si lick ki.
Ali (apne mann mein):
“Ab yeh kuttiya bhi pakki ho rahi hai. Pehle mana karti thi, ab sirf ‘chhod do’ bol rahi hai.
Mummy ke mann mein:
“Uski jeebh… itni garam… meri chut mein kuch hila sa raha hai… bahut din se sukha pada hai… lekin nahi… control karna padega… beta bahar hai…” Kash ue abhi meri bra faad ke mere chucho ka doodh pine lage are nahi nahi nahi mai kya….pagal ho gayi hu lekin mera ji tahi chahata hai
Chuso Ali plzz plzz chuse kha jao dabao jitna marji ho utna marji dabao nipple ko kato ali plzz kato na
Tabhi bahar se TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi aur Chachi abhi bhi sofe par baithi Ali ka intezaar kar rahi thi, apni ungliyan apni jangho par ragad rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar ki kitchen mein kya ho raha hai.
Mummy ne halke se Ali ko dhakka dene ki koshish ki, lekin uska badan abhi bhi Ali ke badan se chipka hua tha. Unki saansein ab bilkul garam aur irregular ho chuki thi.
Ali ne mummy ke kaan mein dheere se kaha:
“Didi… aapki chut abhi bhi geeli ho rahi hai na? Batao… sach batao…”
Mummy ne kuch nahi bola, sirf ek gehri saans li aur aankhein band kar li. Unke chehre par ek tadapti hui expression tha – mana karne ka aur tadapne ka mix.
Tabhi chachi bhi aa gayi mere pichhe didi didi kahte huye
Dono alag ho gaye
Raat ka khana khatam hone ke baad ghar mein thodi si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Mummy apne room mein chali gayi thi, thak kar letne. Chhat par halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi aur upar chaand ki roshni faili hui thi.
Ali chhat par pahuncha hi tha ki peeche se Chachi (Reshma) bhi aa gayi. Usne abhi bhi wohi halki cotton saree pehni thi, jiski pallu thodi si loose thi. Chachi ne dheere se Ali ke paas aakar uske kandhe par haath rakh diya.
Chachi (narm, kamuk awaaz mein):
“Ali… yahan aa gaya? Main bhi thodi hawa khaane chali aayi.”
Ali muskuraya, lekin kuch bola nahi. Dono tanki ke paas khade the. Chhat par aur koi nahi tha… ya yahi lag raha tha.
Tabhi chhup kar dekhte hue main (rohan) tanki ke pichhe chhup gaya tha. Ek halki si aahat sun kar main dar gaya tha aur turant chhup gaya. Ab main sab kuch dekh aur sun sakta tha, lekin woh mujhe nahi dekh sakte the.
Chachi ne pehle hi initiative le li. Woh Ali ke aur kareeb aa gayi. Uska badan ab Ali ke badan se sirf kuch inch door tha. Usne apna haath Ali ki chest par rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.
Chachi:
“Ali… ek baat puchhu? Tumko kaisi ladkiyaan pasand hain?”
Ali (thoda hairaan hokar):
“Kaisi ladkiyaan matlab, chhoti didi?”
Chachi ne apne honth ko halke se kaat liya, aankhein chhoti karke muskurayi:
“Nahi… mera matlab… tumhe kaisi ladki sundar lagti hai? Kaise badan wali… kaise chehra wali…”
Ali ne thoda sa sharmaate hue sir jhuka liya.
“Didi… aap bura maan jaogi.”
Chachi (aur kareeb aakar, uski saans Ali ke muh par padte hue):
“Nahi tum batao na… please.”
Ali:
“Nahi didi, sach mein aapko achha nahi lagega.”
Chachi ne ab apna haath Ali ki baju par rakh diya aur halke se dabaya. Achhi body hai tumhari Unki awaaz aur narm ho gayi:
“Wo kyun bhala? Batao na… main bura nahi maanungi.”
Ali ne gehri saans li aur dheere se bola:
“Kyuki… kyuki main asleel bhasha bhi use kar sakta hoon, didi.”
Chachi ki aankhon mein ek chamak aa gayi. Woh thodi si hansi ke saath boli:
“Achha toh yeh baat hai… okay… tum batao toh. Main bura nahi maanungi. Bilkul sach sach batao.”
Ali ne ab confidence se uski taraf dekha. Uski awaaz dheere aur gehri ho gayi:
Ali:
“Chhoti didi… mujhe toh woh aurat pasand hai jiska badan bhara hua ho… mota mota… gadraya hua. Jaise aapka… badi badi choochiyan jo kapdon ke andar se bhi ubhar kar dikhe… moti moti gaand jo chalte waqt hilti ho… aur jab saree mein lapeti ho toh uski shape saaf dikhe. Uski chut… gehri aur rasili ho… jismein lund daalte hi pura andar chala jaaye aur tight pakad le.”
Chachi ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Woh apne honthon ko phir se kaat rahi thi. Uski ungliyan Ali ki chest par zor se dab rahi thi.
Ali (aur ganda describe karte hue):
“Uski bur bilkul geeli aur garam ho… moti moti faank wali… andar ki deewarein naram aur chikni… jab main usko chodta hoon toh ‘puch-puch-puch’ ki awaaz aaye… aur woh aurat khud bhi gandi ho… bolti ho ‘zor se chod… meri bur phaad de… apna mota lund andar tak ghusa de…’ Uski choochiyan bhi badi ho… nipple sakht aur bade… main unko choosun, kaatun aur dabau… aur woh maze se karah uthe… ‘ahhh… haan… aur zor se… meri choochiyan kha ja…’”
Chachi ab khuli tarah se tadap rahi thi. Uski chut mein garmi fail rahi thi. Usne apni taang ko halke se ragadna shuru kar diya tha. Uski saansein garam aur bhari hui thi.
Chachi (hafte hue, kamuk awaaz mein):
“Uffff… Ali… itna ganda describe kar rahe ho… meri toh… sssss… meri sans bhari hone lagi hai sun kar…”
Ali ne muskurate hue chhoti didi ki taraf dekha aur bola:
“Bas yahi pasand hai mujhe, didi. Ek mature, bhari badan wali aurat… jo andar se bhookhi ho… jo lund ki pyaasi ho… aur khud ko randi ki tarah chodne de.”
Chachi ne ab aur kareeb aa kar apna badan Ali se sata diya. Uski badi choochiyan Ali ki chest se ragad rahi thi. Uska haath dheere se neeche ki taraf badhne laga.
Main tanki ke pichhe chhupe hue sab dekh raha tha. Mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Chachi ki yeh harkatein… aur Ali ka yeh ganda bolna… sab kuch dekh kar mera lund bhi khada hone laga tha.
Chachi (Ali ke kaan mein dheere se):
“Toh… aisi aurat ko dekh kar tumhara lund khada ho jata hai na? Batao… abhi bhi khada hai kya?”
Ali ne kuch nahi bola, sirf unka haath pakad kar apni jangh par rakh diya… jahan uska mota lund abhi se sakht ho chuka tha.lund ka ubhaar saaf-saaf dikh rha tha chachi use shalaye huye
Chachi ne Ali ke lund ko apne haath mein pakad kar halka sa dabaya. Uski ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uski saansein ab bilkul garam aur tez ho chuki thi.
Chachi (narm, tadapti awaaz mein, aankhein half-closed karke):
“Kya… main tumhe sundar nahi lagti, Ali…? Hmmm… bolo na…”
Ali ki saansein atak-atak kar bahar aa rahi thi. Uska lund Chachi ke haath mein aur sakht ho raha tha. Woh dheere se bola:
Ali (saans phoolte hue, atak atak ke):
“Aap… bilkul… mere sapno mein aane wali… mature… bhari badan ki aurat ho… chhoti didi… aapki yeh badi choochiyan… moti gaand… aur yeh garam badan… sab kuch… exactly waisa hi hai… jaise main chahta hoon…”
Chachi ke chehre par ek khush aur bhookhi si muskurahat aa gayi. Uski aankhein chamak uthi. Jaise koi khisyani billi apne shikaar par toot padi ho, waise hi Chachi ne Ali ke muh par toot padi.
Woh ekdam se Ali ke honthon par apne garam, geele honth rakh diye. Pehla kiss bahut zor ka tha – usne Ali ke lower lip ko apne honthon ke beech pakad liya aur zor se choosne lagi. “Mmmmmm… chuuuup…” ki awaaz nikli.
Ali bhi ab control nahi rakh pa raha tha. Usne Chachi ko tightly bahon mein bhar liya. Dono ke muh ek dusre se chipke hue the. Chachi ki zubaan Ali ke muh mein ghus gayi – gehri, geeli French kiss. Unki zubaanen ek dusre ko lapet rahi thi, choos rahi thi. “Chuuup… slurrrp… mmmhhh… ahhh…” ki khule, geele awaazein chhat par goonj rahi thi.
Dono kiss karte-karte dheere-dheere neeche jhuk gaye. Pehle ghutno ke bal, phir poori tarah se chhat ki thandi jameen par baith gaye. Chachi Ali ke god mein baith gayi, uski taange faila kar uske dono taraf rakh di. Ab dono ka badan ek dusre se bilkul sata hua tha.
Kiss aur gehra aur ganda ho gaya. Chachi ab sirf honthon ko nahi, balki Ali ke muh ko pura chaat rahi thi. Uski zubaan Ali ke honthon par, uske daanton par, uski zubaan par zor-zor se ragad rahi thi. Geela laar dono ke honthon par bah raha tha. “Slurrrrp… chuuup… mmmhhhhaaa… ahhhhh…” ki awaazein lagatar nikal rahi thi.
Chachi (kiss ke beech atak-atak ke, bahut gandi awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… Ali… teri didi ki… chut… bahut tadap rahi hai… ahhh… tu mera… sapna bhi sach kar de… mmmhh… choos le meri zubaan… haan… aur zor se… slurrrp…”
Ali bhi ab poora involve ho chuka tha. Usne Chachi ki saree ki pallu side mein sarka di aur uske bade choochiyon ko haathon se pakad liya. Dono kiss karte hue ek dusre ko choos rahe the, kaat rahe the. Chachi ke honth thode laal ho gaye the.
Ali gardan me kiss karta kabhi hoto pe chachi to pgla gayi thi bahut tadpati thi inke
Aaj ke liye itna hi ...
“15 din beet chuke hain chachi ko hamre ghar aaye huye” lallan kaam se chhuti leke Gaya haua hai, ghar me ab mai , mummy , chachi aur ali hain bas papa ka phone bhi Ana ab bahut kam ho Gaya hai kyuki hamesha ladai hi hoti hai papa mummy ki isase achha baat hi na kare wo jayda behatar hai, chachi har din convince karti hai mummu ko ki ali ka lund le liya jaay kya ? didi bolo na , mummy mana kar deti hain baar-baar chachi sad ho jaati hain
lekin chachi haar manane walo me se thodi hainDopehar ki dhoop jab aangan mein phel rahi thi, tab ghar ke andar ek alag hi garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Ali, aangan mein lage purane nalkay se paani bhar raha tha. Uska kadd-kaathi aur kaam karne ka dhang hamesha se sabka dhyan khinch leta tha, lekin Chachi ka usse baat karne ka andaaz thoda alag tha hota ja raha tha lai dino se
"Ali, zara idhar toh aana," Chachi ne kitchen ki khidki se awaaz lagayi. Unke chehre par ek shararati muskurahat thi.
Ali ne jaldi se apna kaam roka aur sir jhuka kar paas gaya. "Ji, chhoti didi? Kuch kaam tha?"
Chachi ne uske pass aakar uske bikhre huye baalon ko dekha aur halki si hansi ke saath boli, "Kaam toh hota hi rehta hai, par tu thak gaya hoga. Zara baith, main tere liye thanda paani lati hoon." Unka haath sarsari taur par Ali ke kaandhe ko chhu gaya, jo Ali ko thoda hairan kar gaya, par usne kuch kaha nahi.
Ali man me - saali ko lund chahiye
Mummy wahi paas ke kamre mein baithi thi aur parde ki oat se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Unka dil zor se dhadak raha tha—par woh dharak dhyan ki wajah se nahi, balki jalan ki wajah se thi. Ali chachi ke aa jane ke baad se mummy pe ab kam dhyaan dw rha tha, lekin Chachi ka yun usse 'chhedna' aur uske nazdeek jaana Mummy ko bilkul raas nahi aa raha tha.
Mummy ne zor se churi se sabzi kaatni shuru ki. Unke chehre par chidchidapan saaf dikh raha tha. Unhe lag raha tha jaise unka haq koi cheen raha ho.
Shaam hote-hote mahool aur bhi bhari ho gaya. Chachi ne kitchen mein Ali ko bulaya tha taki woh kuch bhari samaan utha sake.
Chachi: "Ali, yeh dabba upar rakh de... aur dekh, girna nahi chahiye." Chachi ne jaan-boojh kar Ali ke itne kareeb khade hokar ishara kiya ki dono ke beech ki doori khatam si ho gayi.chachi jor-jor se sanse le rahi thi jaise ali ke pass se behad koi sugndhit perfume ki mahek ho
(Lekin ye to ali ka paseena tha ali ke mathe pe Chhote chhote paseene ki bunde thi uski shirt puri gili thi ek mardna gandh aa rahi thi uske pas se)
Chachi ki sanse ali ke muh pe pad rahi thi behad garam aur kamuk sanse
Ali: "Ji…ji chhoti didi, main sambhal lunga," Ali ki awaaz mein thodi ghabrahat thi, par woh Chachi ki nazron ki tapish mehsoos kar sakta tha.
Chachi-ruko ali
Chachi ne apni saree se ali ke chehra ka paseena pochh rahi thi
Ali man me -iss sali ko apne lund ke neeche hi rakhunga
Theek usi waqt Mummy kitchen ke darwaze par aa khadi hui. Unhone dekha ki kaise Chachi, Ali ke bilkul paas khadi hokar paseena pochh rahi rahi thi.
"Reshma!" Mummy ne sakht awaaz mein Chachi ko pukara. "Ali ko apna kaam karne do, aur tum zara idhar aao, mujhe kuch baat karni hai."
Chachi mummy ke room pe gayi
Mummy-tum ye kya kar rahi thi ha wo naukar hai hamra tu..tum uska paseena pochh rahi thi
Chachi ne ek gehri saans li aur thoda tedha muskura kar boli, "Didi, aap itna chidh kyu rahi hain?
Bechara madad hi toh kar raha hai."paseena pochh diya to kya aur didi apka nahi pata mai to uss din ali ka lund dekh ke pagal ho gayi thiMummy- (gusse me)
Reshma tum na….wo…wo naukar hai hamra ham log apas me karte to hai naChachi- (saitani muskuraht ke saath)bhari sanse chhodti affffhhhh….ahhhh… didi ab mujhse nahi raha jata….ahhhhhh… mujhe ali ka kala mota lamba luda cahahiye bas pata bhi hai kitne mahine ho gaye sex kiye huye apni Bur me lund liye huye….ahhhhhhhhh apni chut ko saree ke uper se mutthi me bhi chati hui chut bahna satart ho chuki thi , ab to chut ki diware bhi skhat dande ka swad bhool si gayi hain…. gajar,muli baigan me wo maja nahi didi…mai to kahati hu aap bhi….
Mummy ne bina kuch kahe palat kar waha se nikalna behtar samjha, par unke kadmo ki aahat bata rahi thi ki ghar mein ab ek khamosh jung shuru ho chuki hai. Do behno jaisi rishtedaaron ke beech Ali ek aisi wajah ban gaya tha, jisne dono ke rishte mein kadwahat aur jalan bhar di thi.
Chachi ne darwaza dheere se band kiya aur andar ki chitkini laga di. Unka dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Woh bed par baith gayi, saree ki pallu side mein sarka diya. Usne wohi safaai wali saree ki anchal ko naak ke paas le jaakar gehri saans li.
Wo aisse sungh rahi thi jaise ali ka lund ho sach me
“Aaaahhh… uffff…”
Ali ka paseena… woh mardana gandh… unki naak mein ghus gayi. Chachi ki aankhein band ho gayi. Unke honth khule aur ek lambi, garam saans chhooti.
“Hayyy… kitni tez gandh hai iski… mard ki pasine ki… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai bas isse…”
Uske goto ka kya swad hoga uffff…..
Yahi paseena iske underwear se hoke niklta hoga hayyy…..ufffffff…..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……
Uske Aand kha jaungi ummmmmm….
Uffoofoo…….
Usne saree ke pallu ko apni chut ke upar le jaaya. Saree ka kapda dheere-dheere uthaya aur apni taange faila di. Blouse ke andar se unke chooche ubhar rahe the, nipples sakht ho chuke the.nipple Bhure the
Chachi ne ek haath se apni chut ko upar se dabaya.
“Sssss… ahhh… dekho toh… kitni bheeg chuki hai meri bur… sirf uske paseene se…”kalmuhi!
do ungliyon se apni chut ki faank ko failaya. Geeli, laal aur phooli hui chut dikhai de rahi thi. Clit bahar nikla hua tha, tadap raha tha.
Kitna khara aur namkeen hai paseena
“Ali… teri rkhail ki chut dekh… kitni bhookhi hai… tere kale mothe lund ki… ahhhhh…”aaaaahhhhhhhhhh…..ohaaaaaammm….aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……
Usne wohi paseena bhari anchal ko apni chut par ragadna shuru kiya. Kapde ke saath-saath uski ungliyan bhi andar jaane lagi.
“Haaan… uffff… paseena chat rahi hoon main… teri gandh… meri bur mein ghus rahi hai… Hayyy maaa… kitna mazaa aa raha hai…”
Chachi ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Woh bed par let gayi, taange ghutno se mod kar upar utha li. Saree puri tarah kamar tak lapet li thi. Ab unki chut bilkul nangi thi, chamak rahi thi apne ras se.
Usne teen ungliyan ek saath chut mein ghusa di.
“Aaaahhhhh… phaad de… mota lund jaise… ahhh… ahhh… Ali… tere paseene ki boo se meri chut paagal ho rahi hai…”
Woh zor-zor se haath hilaane lagi. Ungliyan andar-bahar ho rahi thi. Chut se “puch-puch-puch” ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
“Gandi hoon main… bahut gandi… naukar ke paseene ko sungh-sungh kar mutth mar rahi hoon… ahhhhh… meri chut… teri dasi ki chut… bas tere kale lund ke neeche hi rakh dena… mujhe chod dena… zor-zor se… phaad dena meri bur ko…”mujhe dard dena…ahhhhhhhhghhhmmm…alii….
Kabhi apne nipple ko khinchti to kabhi marodti
Uske moo se ab gande-gande shabd nikal rahe the, dheere-dheere awaaz badhti ja rahi thi.
“Hayyy… kitna mota hoga tera lund… kitna lamba… meri chut ki deewarein phaad dega… ahhh… ahhh… haan… aur andar… poora andar… teri sali ko randi bana de… aaahhhhh…”ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..ahhhhhhhh….hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….ohhhhhhh….
Chachi ki kamar uth-uth kar hil rahi thi. Ek haath se chooche ko zor se masal rahi thi, ek dam rabad ki tarah hi strech kar kar rahi thi dusre haath se chut mein ungliyan tez-tez andar-bahar kar rahi thi. Unke maathe par bhi paseene ki bunde nikal aayi thi.
ahhhhhhhhhh……ahhhhhhhhh
“Uffff… sssss… meri bur jal rahi hai… bahut tadap rahi hai… gajar-muli se kaam nahi chalta… mujhe lund chahiye… kala… mota… lamba… Ali ka lund… ahhhhhh… chod mujhe… teri chhoti didi ko chod… zor se… haan… haan… aur zor se…”dard do mujhe alii…plzzz….
aankhein band karke sirf Ali ka chehra, uska paseena bhara badan, uski gili shirt aur uske niche ubhra hua lund socha. Uske haath ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi.
“Puch-puch-puch… ahhh… ahhh… aa rahi hoon… teri didi ki chut paani chhodne wali hai… Hayyy… le… le meri chut ka ras… aaaahhhhhhhhh…”
Ek zor ka jhatka laga. Chachi ki poori body akad gayi. Taange kaanpne lagi. Chut se ek gehra, garam jhatka aaya aur ras ki dhaar nikalne lagi. Usne ungliyan andar hi daba li aur zor-zor se saansein lene lagi.
“Haaaan… aa gaya… bahut mazaa aaya… uffff… teri gandh ne hi meri chut ko jhadwa diya… ab asli lund chahiye… warna pagal ho jaungi main…”he Bur ki aag bhi na kya kya se kya bana deti hai ek aurat ko
Unhi ungliyo ko apne chut se bhi ghne huye raz ko bade hi chaay se chatne lagi
Woh thodi der leti rahi, saansein sambhalti rahi. Uske chehre par ek satisfied lekin abhi bhi bhookhi si muskurahat thi. Ab uska mann aur zyada machal raha tha. Mummy ke ghar mein rehkar bhi woh sirf Ali ke lund ke sapne dekh rahi thi.
Unki chut aur gand ka chhed Dil ke jaise dhadak raha raha tha
Bahut der baad woh uthi, saree theek ki aur socha – “Ab is garmi ko bujhana padega… kisi tarah se bhi.”
Raat ke khane ka waqt tha. Ghar mein halki si roshni jal rahi thi. Drawing room ke sofe par Ali baitha tha aur uske bilkul paas Chachi (Reshma) baithi thi. Chachi ne ek halki si cotton ki saree pehni thi, jismein uske badan ki curves saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Unka haath dheere-dheere Ali ki jangho par phir raha tha. Ungliyan halki si pressure ke saath upar ki taraf badh rahi thi, lekin abhi sirf jangho tak hi thi.
Chachi baar-baar apne honthon ko daanton se kaat rahi thi. Uska chehra kamuk ho chuka tha – aankhein half-closed, lips thode se khule, saansein halki-halki tez. Woh ali ko teekhi nazron se dekh rahi thi jo TV dekh raha tha. Har baar jab ali ki taraf dekhti, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si bhookh thi, jaise usko apne andar samet lena chahti ho.
Ali ke mann mein:
“Saali bahut garam ho rahi hai aaj. Haath toh meri jaangh par rakh ke hi nahi ruk rahi. Nakhun gada rahi saali chhinaal aurat…Agar ye na hota toh abhi iski saree upar karke chod deta
Tabhi Ali utha aur bola, “Main paani le aata hoon.”
Woh kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Kitchen mein mummy khana bana rahi thi. Unhone ek simple saree pehni thi, jismein unka mature aur bhara hua badan bahut attractive lag raha tha. Gas par sabzi chal rahi thi aur mummy usko chala rahi thi.
Ali piche se dheere se aaya. Usne mummy ke bilkul peeche khade hokar apne dono haathon se unki kamar ko pakad liya. Mummy ki body ek pal ke liye sakht ho gayi.
Mummy (ghabrake, halki awaaz mein):
“A… Ali… kya kar rahe ho? Chhod do… had mein raho.”
Ali ne apna muh mummy ke gale ke paas le jaakar dheere se saans li. Uski garam saans mummy ke kaan par padi.
Ali (kamuk awaaz mein, dheere-dheere):
“Didi… aap itna mana kyun kar rahi hain? Main toh bas aapke paas aana chahta hoon. Aapki yeh khushboo… aapka yeh garam badan… mujhe pagal kar deta hai.”
Mummy ne apna haath uske haath par rakh kar hataane ki koshish ki, lekin unki ungliyan thodi der uske haath par ruk gayi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue jalan me boli)
“Ali… jaao… Reshma ke paas jaao. Woh toh tumhari ‘chhoti didi’ hai na? Mere paas mat aao. Main… main”
Ali ne muskuraate hue mummy ko aur kareeb khinch liya. Ab uska poora badan mummy ke peeche se chipka hua tha. Uski hard lund mummy ki gaand par halka pressure daal raha tha.
Ali:“Didi, aap jhooth bol rahi hain. Main dekh sakta hoon aapko. Aap bhi tadap rahi hain. Uss din jab maine aapko dekha tha… aapki aankhon mein wahi pyaas thi jo ab bhi hai.”
Mummy ki saansein ab aur tez ho chuki thi. Unke chehre par ek halki si laali chadh aayi thi. Woh mana kar rahi thi, lekin unka badan dheere-dheere Ali ke sparsh ko respond kar raha tha.
Mummy (kamzor awaaz mein):
“Nahi… Ali… yeh galat hai. Main… ahhhhh… uss din bahak gayi thi. Bas… bas ek pal ki kamzori thi.”
Ali ne apne honth mummy ke gale par rakhe aur dheere-dheere chumne laga. Ek chhota sa kiss, phir dusra… uski zubaan halki si licking kar rahi thi. Mummy ka body ek jhatke se kaanp gaya.
Ali (whisper mein):
“Koi tabhi bahakta hai jab andar se aag lagi ho, didi. Mujhe pata hai aap kitni pyaasi hain. Raat ko neend nahi aati na? Akele bed par let kar sochti rehti hain… kisi mothe, lambe lund ke baare mein…”
Mummy ne aankhein band kar li. Unke haath ab slab par sahara lene ke liye pakde hue the. Unke mann mein ek taraf virodh tha, dusri taraf ek chhupi hui ichchha ubhar rahi thi.
Mummy ke mann mein:
“Hayy… yeh kya kar raha hai… mera badan kyun respond kar raha hai? Uski garam saans… uske honth… bahut din se kisi ne aise touch nahi kiya… lekin yeh galat hai… woh naukar hai…dono Bahar hi hain mera man isko pakad chumne ka kar raha hai lekin mai aage badh jau kya nhai nahi….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……ahhhhhhhh…..
Ali ne mummy ko aur tightly bahon mein bhar liya. Uska ek haath dheere se unki kamar se upar badha aur unke pet par phirne laga. Dusra haath unke boobs ke niche tak pahunch gaya, bina dabaaye sirf halka sa touch kiye hue.
Ali:“Didi… aap bhi chahti hain na? Dekho… aapki saansein kitni tez ho rahi hain. Aapki choochiyan sakht ho rahi hain. Main mehsoos kar sakta hoon. Chhod do apni had… bas ek baar mujhe apne andar lene do… main aapko woh sukh doonga jo aapko chahiye.”
Mummy (saans phoolte hue, halki si moan ke saath):
“Ahhhh… Ali… chhod do… plzzz… koi aa jayega… Reshma… ya rohan… ahhh… mat karo aisa…”
Ali ne mummy ke gale par ek gehra kiss kiya aur phir us jagah ko halke se choos liya. Uski zubaan ne ek chhoti si lick ki.
Ali (apne mann mein):
“Ab yeh kuttiya bhi pakki ho rahi hai. Pehle mana karti thi, ab sirf ‘chhod do’ bol rahi hai.
Mummy ke mann mein:
“Uski jeebh… itni garam… meri chut mein kuch hila sa raha hai… bahut din se sukha pada hai… lekin nahi… control karna padega… beta bahar hai…” Kash ue abhi meri bra faad ke mere chucho ka doodh pine lage are nahi nahi nahi mai kya….pagal ho gayi hu lekin mera ji tahi chahata hai
Chuso Ali plzz plzz chuse kha jao dabao jitna marji ho utna marji dabao nipple ko kato ali plzz kato na
Tabhi bahar se TV ki awaaz aa rahi thi aur Chachi abhi bhi sofe par baithi Ali ka intezaar kar rahi thi, apni ungliyan apni jangho par ragad rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar ki kitchen mein kya ho raha hai.
Mummy ne halke se Ali ko dhakka dene ki koshish ki, lekin uska badan abhi bhi Ali ke badan se chipka hua tha. Unki saansein ab bilkul garam aur irregular ho chuki thi.
Ali ne mummy ke kaan mein dheere se kaha:
“Didi… aapki chut abhi bhi geeli ho rahi hai na? Batao… sach batao…”
Mummy ne kuch nahi bola, sirf ek gehri saans li aur aankhein band kar li. Unke chehre par ek tadapti hui expression tha – mana karne ka aur tadapne ka mix.
Tabhi chachi bhi aa gayi mere pichhe didi didi kahte huye
Dono alag ho gaye
Raat ka khana khatam hone ke baad ghar mein thodi si khamoshi chha gayi thi. Mummy apne room mein chali gayi thi, thak kar letne. Chhat par halki si thandi hawa chal rahi thi aur upar chaand ki roshni faili hui thi.
Ali chhat par pahuncha hi tha ki peeche se Chachi (Reshma) bhi aa gayi. Usne abhi bhi wohi halki cotton saree pehni thi, jiski pallu thodi si loose thi. Chachi ne dheere se Ali ke paas aakar uske kandhe par haath rakh diya.
Chachi (narm, kamuk awaaz mein):
“Ali… yahan aa gaya? Main bhi thodi hawa khaane chali aayi.”
Ali muskuraya, lekin kuch bola nahi. Dono tanki ke paas khade the. Chhat par aur koi nahi tha… ya yahi lag raha tha.
Tabhi chhup kar dekhte hue main (rohan) tanki ke pichhe chhup gaya tha. Ek halki si aahat sun kar main dar gaya tha aur turant chhup gaya. Ab main sab kuch dekh aur sun sakta tha, lekin woh mujhe nahi dekh sakte the.
Chachi ne pehle hi initiative le li. Woh Ali ke aur kareeb aa gayi. Uska badan ab Ali ke badan se sirf kuch inch door tha. Usne apna haath Ali ki chest par rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.
Chachi:
“Ali… ek baat puchhu? Tumko kaisi ladkiyaan pasand hain?”
Ali (thoda hairaan hokar):
“Kaisi ladkiyaan matlab, chhoti didi?”
Chachi ne apne honth ko halke se kaat liya, aankhein chhoti karke muskurayi:
“Nahi… mera matlab… tumhe kaisi ladki sundar lagti hai? Kaise badan wali… kaise chehra wali…”
Ali ne thoda sa sharmaate hue sir jhuka liya.
“Didi… aap bura maan jaogi.”
Chachi (aur kareeb aakar, uski saans Ali ke muh par padte hue):
“Nahi tum batao na… please.”
Ali:
“Nahi didi, sach mein aapko achha nahi lagega.”
Chachi ne ab apna haath Ali ki baju par rakh diya aur halke se dabaya. Achhi body hai tumhari Unki awaaz aur narm ho gayi:
“Wo kyun bhala? Batao na… main bura nahi maanungi.”
Ali ne gehri saans li aur dheere se bola:
“Kyuki… kyuki main asleel bhasha bhi use kar sakta hoon, didi.”
Chachi ki aankhon mein ek chamak aa gayi. Woh thodi si hansi ke saath boli:
“Achha toh yeh baat hai… okay… tum batao toh. Main bura nahi maanungi. Bilkul sach sach batao.”
Ali ne ab confidence se uski taraf dekha. Uski awaaz dheere aur gehri ho gayi:
Ali:
“Chhoti didi… mujhe toh woh aurat pasand hai jiska badan bhara hua ho… mota mota… gadraya hua. Jaise aapka… badi badi choochiyan jo kapdon ke andar se bhi ubhar kar dikhe… moti moti gaand jo chalte waqt hilti ho… aur jab saree mein lapeti ho toh uski shape saaf dikhe. Uski chut… gehri aur rasili ho… jismein lund daalte hi pura andar chala jaaye aur tight pakad le.”
Chachi ki saansein tez ho chuki thi. Woh apne honthon ko phir se kaat rahi thi. Uski ungliyan Ali ki chest par zor se dab rahi thi.
Ali (aur ganda describe karte hue):
“Uski bur bilkul geeli aur garam ho… moti moti faank wali… andar ki deewarein naram aur chikni… jab main usko chodta hoon toh ‘puch-puch-puch’ ki awaaz aaye… aur woh aurat khud bhi gandi ho… bolti ho ‘zor se chod… meri bur phaad de… apna mota lund andar tak ghusa de…’ Uski choochiyan bhi badi ho… nipple sakht aur bade… main unko choosun, kaatun aur dabau… aur woh maze se karah uthe… ‘ahhh… haan… aur zor se… meri choochiyan kha ja…’”
Chachi ab khuli tarah se tadap rahi thi. Uski chut mein garmi fail rahi thi. Usne apni taang ko halke se ragadna shuru kar diya tha. Uski saansein garam aur bhari hui thi.
Chachi (hafte hue, kamuk awaaz mein):
“Uffff… Ali… itna ganda describe kar rahe ho… meri toh… sssss… meri sans bhari hone lagi hai sun kar…”
Ali ne muskurate hue chhoti didi ki taraf dekha aur bola:
“Bas yahi pasand hai mujhe, didi. Ek mature, bhari badan wali aurat… jo andar se bhookhi ho… jo lund ki pyaasi ho… aur khud ko randi ki tarah chodne de.”
Chachi ne ab aur kareeb aa kar apna badan Ali se sata diya. Uski badi choochiyan Ali ki chest se ragad rahi thi. Uska haath dheere se neeche ki taraf badhne laga.
Main tanki ke pichhe chhupe hue sab dekh raha tha. Mera dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Chachi ki yeh harkatein… aur Ali ka yeh ganda bolna… sab kuch dekh kar mera lund bhi khada hone laga tha.
Chachi (Ali ke kaan mein dheere se):
“Toh… aisi aurat ko dekh kar tumhara lund khada ho jata hai na? Batao… abhi bhi khada hai kya?”
Ali ne kuch nahi bola, sirf unka haath pakad kar apni jangh par rakh diya… jahan uska mota lund abhi se sakht ho chuka tha.lund ka ubhaar saaf-saaf dikh rha tha chachi use shalaye huye
Chachi ne Ali ke lund ko apne haath mein pakad kar halka sa dabaya. Uski ungliyan uske mothe lund ke shape ko mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uski saansein ab bilkul garam aur tez ho chuki thi.
Chachi (narm, tadapti awaaz mein, aankhein half-closed karke):
“Kya… main tumhe sundar nahi lagti, Ali…? Hmmm… bolo na…”
Ali ki saansein atak-atak kar bahar aa rahi thi. Uska lund Chachi ke haath mein aur sakht ho raha tha. Woh dheere se bola:
Ali (saans phoolte hue, atak atak ke):
“Aap… bilkul… mere sapno mein aane wali… mature… bhari badan ki aurat ho… chhoti didi… aapki yeh badi choochiyan… moti gaand… aur yeh garam badan… sab kuch… exactly waisa hi hai… jaise main chahta hoon…”
Chachi ke chehre par ek khush aur bhookhi si muskurahat aa gayi. Uski aankhein chamak uthi. Jaise koi khisyani billi apne shikaar par toot padi ho, waise hi Chachi ne Ali ke muh par toot padi.
Woh ekdam se Ali ke honthon par apne garam, geele honth rakh diye. Pehla kiss bahut zor ka tha – usne Ali ke lower lip ko apne honthon ke beech pakad liya aur zor se choosne lagi. “Mmmmmm… chuuuup…” ki awaaz nikli.
Ali bhi ab control nahi rakh pa raha tha. Usne Chachi ko tightly bahon mein bhar liya. Dono ke muh ek dusre se chipke hue the. Chachi ki zubaan Ali ke muh mein ghus gayi – gehri, geeli French kiss. Unki zubaanen ek dusre ko lapet rahi thi, choos rahi thi. “Chuuup… slurrrp… mmmhhh… ahhh…” ki khule, geele awaazein chhat par goonj rahi thi.
Dono kiss karte-karte dheere-dheere neeche jhuk gaye. Pehle ghutno ke bal, phir poori tarah se chhat ki thandi jameen par baith gaye. Chachi Ali ke god mein baith gayi, uski taange faila kar uske dono taraf rakh di. Ab dono ka badan ek dusre se bilkul sata hua tha.
Kiss aur gehra aur ganda ho gaya. Chachi ab sirf honthon ko nahi, balki Ali ke muh ko pura chaat rahi thi. Uski zubaan Ali ke honthon par, uske daanton par, uski zubaan par zor-zor se ragad rahi thi. Geela laar dono ke honthon par bah raha tha. “Slurrrrp… chuuup… mmmhhhhaaa… ahhhhh…” ki awaazein lagatar nikal rahi thi.
Chachi (kiss ke beech atak-atak ke, bahut gandi awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… Ali… teri didi ki… chut… bahut tadap rahi hai… ahhh… tu mera… sapna bhi sach kar de… mmmhh… choos le meri zubaan… haan… aur zor se… slurrrp…”
Ali bhi ab poora involve ho chuka tha. Usne Chachi ki saree ki pallu side mein sarka di aur uske bade choochiyon ko haathon se pakad liya. Dono kiss karte hue ek dusre ko choos rahe the, kaat rahe the. Chachi ke honth thode laal ho gaye the.
Ali gardan me kiss karta kabhi hoto pe chachi to pgla gayi thi bahut tadpati thi inke
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