Bhabhi aur devar ki chudai ki kahani :- Main apne bhai ke ghar pe kuch dino ke liye ruka hua tha. Bhai office ka kaam leke bahar chala gaya tha, aur ghar pe sirf bhabhi aur main the. Bhabhi ka naam Priya tha. Uski umar lagbhag 32 saal thi, aur meri 23. Woh hamesha saree mein rehti thi, aur uski body bahut hi mast thi — bade boobs, patli kamar, aur moti gaand.
Pehle kuch din normal the. Hum dono baatein karte, chai peete, TV dekhte. Lekin dheere-dheere main notice karne laga ki bhabhi mujhe dekhte hue thoda der ruk jaati thi. Kabhi-kabhi jab main kapde change karta, woh door pe khadi ho jaati. Main bhi uske cleavage aur gaand ko chupke se dekhta rehta.
Ek shaam bhai ne call kiya ki woh do din baad aayega. Ghar pe sirf hum dono the. Raat ko dinner ke baad bhabhi kitchen mein bartan saaf kar rahi thi. Main uske peeche jaake khada ho gaya. Usne peeche mudke dekha aur thoda sa muskurayi.
“Kya hua devar ji?” usne poocha.
Main uske paas jaake uske kandhe pe haath rakha. “Bhabhi, aaj aap bahut hi sundar lag rahi ho.”
Woh thoda ghabra gayi, lekin hatayi nahi. Main dheere se uske kaan ke paas bola, “Bhai nahi hai ghar pe. Aaj raat main aapka devar nahi, aapka aashiq ban sakta hoon?”
Priya bhabhi ne saans andar li. “Devar, yeh galat hai…”
“Galat hai toh mana kar do,” main bola, aur uske peeche se uske boobs pe haath rakh diya. Woh soft aur bade the. Usne aankhein band kar li aur dheere se “aah” ki awaaz nikaali.
Main usko palat ke uske hothon pe chuma. Pehle soft, phir zor se. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se takrayi. Hum dono kitchen ke counter pe chipak gaye. Main uski saree upar uthayi aur uski panty ke upar se uski chut ko ragadne laga. Woh pehle se hi gili thi.
“Bhabhi, tumhari chut kitni gili hai,” main bola.
“Devar… andar le lo mujhe,” usne dheere se kaha.
Hum bedroom mein chale gaye. Main ne uski saree utar di. Uske boobs blouse se bahar nikal aaye. Main unhe chusne laga, nipples ko daanton se halka sa kaata. Bhabhi ki siskariyan tez ho gayi.
“Aaah… devar… zor se chuso…”
Main neeche gaya aur uski panty utar di. Uski chut ke baal thode the, aur uski chut pink aur gili thi. Main ne uski chut ko chaatna shuru kiya. Zubaan se uske clit ko gol-gol ghumaya. Bhabhi mere baal pakad ke meri taraf dhakel rahi thi.
“Haan… aise hi… aur andar daal zubaan…”
Jab woh almost aa rahi thi, main ruka aur apna lund bahar nikala. Mera lund sakht tha. Main uske upar chadh gaya aur missionary position mein uski chut ke muh pe lund rakha.
“Andar daal do devar… meri chut faad do,” usne kaha.
Main dheere se andar gaya. Uski chut tight thi aur garam. Pehle do-teen inch, phir poora. Bhabhi ne aankhein band karke “aaahhh” ki badi siskari maari.
Main dheere-dheere dhakke lagane laga. Har dhakke pe uske boobs hil rahe the. Main uske hothon pe chumta raha aur uske kaan mein bola, “Bhabhi, aaj raat main tumhe apni patni ki tarah chodunga.”
“Haan devar… chod lo… aur zor se… meri chut phat rahi hai…”
Main ne speed badha di. Uske pairon ko kandhon pe rakh diya aur zor-zor se chodne laga. Kamre mein sirf thappad ki awaaz aur siskariyan thi.
Kuch der baad main ne usko ulta palta. Doggy position mein uski gaand upar uth gayi. Main ne peeche se uski chut mein lund daala aur gaand pe haath rakh ke dhakke lagane laga.
“Aaah… devar… itna andar… meri gaand pe haath maaro…”
Main uski gaand pe thappad maarta raha aur chodta raha. Bhabhi ki chut se paani beh raha tha. Woh baar-baar bol rahi thi, “Main aa rahi hoon… aur tez… haan…”
Woh jhad gayi. Uski chut ne mere lund ko daba liya. Main bhi control nahi kar paya aur uski chut ke andar hi apna maal nikaal diya. Dono saans lete hue bed pe gir gaye.
Bhabhi ne mere seene pe sar rakh ke kaha, “Devar… yeh raat main kabhi nahi bhulungi. Bhai se mat batana.”
Main ne uske baal sehlaye. “Promise. Lekin kal raat bhi aisa hi hoga.”
Woh muskura di. Raat bhar hum do baar aur chude. Subah jab bhai wapas aaya, sab normal tha, lekin bhabhi ki aankhon mein woh raat ab bhi chamak rahi thi.