Hissa 1: Pehli Nazar aur Shaq
Meri mama ke ghar ki shaadi thi. Poora parivaar jama tha. Maine pehli baar Nisha ko wahin dekha thi. Meri mama ki bahu – meri bhabhi par umar mein mujhse sirf do saal badi. Uska pati, mera mama ka beta, ek MNC mein job karta tha aur aksar tours par rehta tha. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
Nisha… uska naam hi kaafi tha dil ki dhadkane tez karne ke liye. Gori chikni jaisi kisi apsara ka roop. Lambe kaale baal, bade bade hazaar kaate jaise aankhein, aur woh honth… bhagwan ne shayad unhe kiss karne ke liye hi banaye the. Uska figure… 34-28-36 ka perfect hourglass shape. Jab bhi woh chalti, uski kamar aur hips ka latka mujh pagal kar deta.
Main us waise engineering final year mein tha. Ghar par rehta tha aur mama ke ghar aana jaana laga rehta tha. Pehle toh main bas usse door se dekhta. Par dheere dheere meri nazar uspar tikne lagi.
Woh mujhe pehle se jaanti thi par kabhi zyada baat nahi karti thi. Par ek din sab badal gaya.
Mama ke ghar mein AC repair ka kaam chal raha tha. Main unke ghar gaya tha kuch kaam se. Garmi bahut thi. Maine upar wale kamre mein jaane ki sochi jahan thodi thandak thi. Darwaza khula tha, main andar gaya aur… meri aankhein phat si gayi.
Nisha bathroom se nikli thi, sirf ek towel mein. Uske gile baal uske chehre par chipke hue the, paani ki boondein uske gore badan par chamak rahi thi. Towel uske thighs ke upar tak tha, uske cleavage ka ek hissa dikh raha tha. Maine awaaz ki toh woh chauk gayi.
“Arrey Nittin tum? Darwaza toh band tha…” usne sharmate hue kaha, apne haath se towel aur tight pakad liya.
“Sorry bhabhi, main… main socha koi nahi hai,” main hakla gaya, par meri aankhein uske jism par hi tik gayi thi.
Usne meri aankhon mein woh dekha – woh lalach, woh bhook. Main turant palat gaya par us din se kuch badal gaya. Nisha mujhse door rehne lagi, par kabhi kabhi jab hum akele hote, main uski nazron mein wohi curiosity dekhta – woh shak, woh sawaal ki kya main uske baare mein sochta hoon?
Kuch hafton tak yeh chalta raha. Main jaan bujhkar mama ke ghar jaane laga. Kabhi chachi se milne, kabhi mama se. Har baar Nisha ko dekhne ki koshish. Woh bhi dheere dheere badal rahi thi. Pehle woh mujhse ankh milati nahi thi, par ab kabhi kabhi mujhe ghoor kar dekhti. Jab main usse baat karta, uski aankhein meri aankhon mein thodi der thahar jaati.
Ek din mama ke ghar mein koi nahi tha. Main aaya toh Nisha ne darwaza khola. Usne ek sleeveless top aur shorts pehne hue the – ghar pe rehne wala casual look, par mujh par asar bahut zyada tha.
“Kya hua Nittin?” usne pucha, apne baal peeche karke.
“Bhabhi, mama hain?” maine pucha, andar aate hue.
“Nahi, sab shaadi mein gaye hain. Main thodi tabiyat kharab hone ke karan ruk gayi,” usne kaha, aur maine notice kiya ki usne apne honthon par halki si lip balm lagayi thi – woh gulabi rang.
Hum baith gaye drawing room mein. AC chal raha tha, thandi hawa. Main jaan bujhkar uske paas wale sofa par baitha. Woh TV dekh rahi thi par main usse dekh raha tha. Uske thighs ka hissa shorts se bahar dikh raha tha – gora, mulayam.
“Kya hai? Aise kya dekh rahe ho?” usne ek din achanak pucha, aur uski aawaz mein woh shak tha – ya shayad ek challenge?
“Kuch nahi bhabhi, bas soch raha tha…” maine kaha.
“Kya soch rahe the?” usne mud kar dekha, aur uski aankhein meri aankhon mein thi.
“Ki aap bahut khoobsurat ho,” maine himmat karke kaha.
Woh chauk gayi. Uske chehre par laal rang chha gaya. “Pagal ho gaye ho? Main tumhari bhabhi hoon.”
“Haan, par khoobsurat toh ho na,” maine kaha, aur uski aankhon mein woh confusion dekha – gussa bhi tha, par kuch aur bhi.
“Chalo yahan se,” usne kaha, par uski aawaz kamzor thi.
Main khada ho gaya par jaane ka naam nahi liya. Main uske paas gaya. “Sach mein bhabhi, aap bahut sundar ho. Kabhi kisi ne bataya nahi?”
“Nittin, please…” usne kaha, par woh khadi nahi hui.
Main uske paas baith gaya. Itne paas ki uski saans ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. “Sirf ek baar keh raha hoon bhabhi, phir kabhi nahi kahunga. Aap mujhse darti nahi ho na?”
Woh meri taraf dekhi. Uski aankhein badi badi ho gayi. “Main kyun darrungi? Tum kya kar loge?”
Yeh woh pal tha. Uske chehre par woh shak, woh curiosity, woh hidden desire sab dikh raha tha. Maine dheere se apna haath uske haath par rakha. Woh nahi hati.
“Bhabhi, aap jaanti ho ki main aapke baare mein kya sochta hoon?” maine pucha.
Woh chup rahi. Uske honth kaanp rahe the.
“Main aapko chahta hoon,” maine kaha, aur uski aankhein band ho gayi.
“Yeh galat hai Nittin,” usne kamzor aawaz mein kaha.
“Galat kya hai? Sirf kehna? Ya mehsoos karna?” maine pucha, aur apna haath uske cheek par rakha. Uski skin itni soft thi, jaise koi silk. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
Woh kuch nahi boli. Main samajh gaya ki uski deewar toot rahi thi. Usne bhi mujhse kuch mehsoos kiya tha, par shayad darr se, sharam se, ya society ke darr se keh nahi pa rahi thi.
Main uske aur paas gaya. Ab hamari thighs touch ho rahi thi. “Bhabhi, ek baar sirf sach batao. Kya aapko bura lagta hai jab main aapko dekhta hoon?”
Woh meri taraf dekhi. Uski aankhein nam thi. “Nittin, please chale jao. Yeh sab…”
“Kya sab?” maine pucha, aur apna haath uske baalon mein phira. “Kya aapko achha nahi lagta?”
Woh kuch nahi boli. Bas uski saansein tez ho gayi.
Main samajh gaya. Yeh woh moment tha jahan se lautna mushkil tha. Maine uska chehra apne haathon mein liya. “Dekho meri taraf bhabhi,” maine kaha.
Woh dheere se meri taraf mudi. Uski aankhein band thi, uske honth kaanp rahe the.
Maine apne honth uske honthon ke paas laye. “Batao mana karo toh ruk jaunga,” maine kaha.
Woh chup rahi. Yeh uski chuppi hi uski haan thi.
Maine apne honth uske honthon par rakh diye.
Hissa 2: Pehla Chumban aur Sharmindagi
Jaise hi mere honth uske honthon se mile, woh kaanp gayi. Uske honth itne mulayam the, jaise koi gulab ki pankhudi. Maine dheere se kiss kiya – pehle upar wala hoth, phir neeche wala. Woh stiff thi, par hil nahi rahi thi.
Maine apna haath uske peeche le jaakar uske baalon ko sehlaya, aur dheere dheere uske honthon ko apne honthon se massage kiya. Kuch seconds baad, woh dheeli pad gayi. Uske haath mere shoulders par aa gaye, aur phir… usne bhi response dena shuru kar diya. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
Woh anari thi, par eager thi. Usne apne honth mere honthon par dabaye, aur jab maine apni tongue se uske honthon ko chua, usne ek halki si awaaz nikali – “Mmm…”
Yeh awaaz thi meri jeet ki. Maine apne haath uski kamar par le gaye, aur usko apni taraf kheench liya. Ab uske breasts mere chest se touch ho rahe the, aur woh garam ho chuki thi.
Kiss deep hota gaya. Main uski tongue ko apni tongue se touch kar raha tha, uske mouth ko explore kar raha tha. Woh bhi ab respond kar rahi thi, kabhi meri tongue ko apni mouth mein kheenchti, kabhi mere honthon ko bite karti.
Hum kiss karte rahe… 2 minute, 3 minute, 5 minute. Time ka pata nahi chala. Jab hum alag hue, toh dono saans phool rahe the. Nisha ka chehra laal ho gaya tha, uski aankhein nam aur confused thi.
“Nittin… yeh…” usne kaha.
“Shhh…” maine uske honthon par ungli rakhi. “Mat socho. Bas mehsoos karo.”
Usne meri taraf dekha. Uske chehre par woh shak ab bhi tha – ki yeh kya ho raha hai, ki yeh galat hai, par uski body kaafi alag keh rahi thi.
“Chalo,” maine kaha, aur uska haath pakad kar khada kiya.
“Kahan?” usne pucha.
“Jahan koi na ho,” maine kaha.
Hum upar chale gaye – ghar ke terrace ki taraf. Shaam ka waqt tha, halki halki roshni thi. Terrace par koi nahi tha, charo taraf buildings thi par koi dekh nahi sakta tha.
Maine darwaza band kar diya aur Nisha ko apni taraf moda. Woh abhi bhi confused thi, par uski aankhon mein woh desire tha – woh aag jo maine pehli baar us din bathroom ke bahar dekhi thi.
“Nittin, hum yeh nahi kar sakte,” usne kaha, par uski aawaz mein woh conviction nahi tha.
“Kyun?” maine pucha, uske cheeks ko apne haathon mein liye hue.
“Kyunki… main tumhari bhabhi hoon. Aur… aur maine pehle kabhi… mera pati toh…” usne kaha.
“Kya?” maine pucha.
“Woh… woh aksar bahar rehta hai. Aur jab aata hai, toh thaka hua… humara relation utna strong nahi hai,” usne sach bol diya. “Par phir bhi, yeh galat hai.”
“Galat kya hai bhabhi? Pyar karna? Chaahat mehsoos karna?” maine kaha, aur uske gaal par kiss kiya.
Woh kaanp gayi. “Nittin…”
“Bas ek raat,” maine kaha, uske kaanon mein. “Bas ek raat apni feelings ko mat roko. Kal se sab pehle jaisa.”
Woh meri taraf dekhi. Uski aankhon mein aansu the. “Pakka? Kal se sab normal?”
“Promise,” maine kaha, jhooth bol raha tha, par us waqt mujhe sirf woh chahiye thi.
Woh ruki. Phir dheere se usne apna sir hila diya – haan mein.
Yeh woh pal tha jahan se woh meri ho gayi.
Hissa 3: Terrace Pein Passion
Maine Nisha ko apni baahon mein liya. Woh thandi thi, ya shayad garmi mein bhi thandi lag rahi thi kyunki uski nerves tezi se kaam kar rahi thi. Maine uske chehre ko apne haathon mein liya aur phir se uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
Yeh kiss alag tha. Pehle wala shayad confusion mein tha, par ab woh poori tarah se mere saath thi. Usne apne haath mere gale mein daale, aur jab maine apni tongue uske mouth mein daali, usne bhi apni tongue se respond kiya.
“Ummm… Nittin…” usne mere honthon ke beech se awaaz nikali.
Maine kiss deep kiya. Hum dono ek doosre ke muh ko explore kar rahe the, ek doosre ki taste ko mehsoos kar rahe the. Main uske baalon ko kheenchta, uske gaal ko sehlata, uski neck par kiss karta.
“Ohhh…” usne awaaz nikali jab maine uski neck par apne honth rakh diye.
Maine uski neck par kisses ki line banaayi – pehle right side, phir left side. Uski skin itni soft thi, jaise koi cream. Main uske collarbone par kiss karta gaya, aur woh apna sir peeche karke moan karne lagi.
“Uhhh… ahhh…” uski awaazein terrace ki shaanti mein goonj rahi thi.
Maine apne haath uske top ke andar daal diye. Uske pet ki skin garam thi, thodi si kaanp rahi thi. Maine dheere se apne haath upar kiye, uske stomach se hote hue uske ribs tak.
“Nittin… dheere…” usne kaha, par usne mera haath roka nahi.
Maine uske breasts ko touch kiya – pehli baar. Woh bra mein thi, par fir bhi unka size aur softness mehsoos ho raha tha. Maine dheere se unhe dabaya, aur woh ek lamba saans li.
“Uffff…” uski awaaz nikli.
Maine uske top ko upar uthane ki koshish ki. Woh thodi sharmayi, par usne apne haath upar kar diye. Maine woh sleeveless top utar diya. Ab woh sirf bra mein thi upar se – ek black lace bra jo uske gore badan par bahut sexy lag rahi thi.
Maine usse dekha. Uski aankhein band thi, uske chehre par sharam aur desire ka mix tha. Maine apne haath uske shoulders par rakhe, aur dheere dheere uski bra straps neeche karte hue uske arms par kisses kiye.
“Nisha… tum bahut khoobsurat ho,” maine kaha.
Woh kuch nahi boli, bas kaanp rahi thi.
Maine uski bra ke hook peeche se khol diye. Woh gir gayi, aur uske breasts aazaad ho gaye. Oh my god… woh perfect the. Gol, gore, pink nipples jo hardness ki wajah se tight ho gaye the. Maine unhe dekha, aur phir dheere se apna haath unpar rakha.
“Ohhh…” usne awaaz nikali.
Maine unhe dabana shuru kiya – pehle halka, phir thoda zor se. Uske nipples mere haathon ke beech mein the, aur main unhe roll kar raha tha. Woh apni kamariya aage peeche karne lagi, uski saansein tez ho gayi.
“Uhhh… ahhh… Nittin…” usne mere naam liya.
Maine ek breast ko apne haath mein pakda aur apne muh mein le liya. Maine uske nipple ko apni tongue se chua, aur woh jhat se kaanp gayi.
“Ohhh my god… uhhh…” usne zor se awaaz nikali.
Maine uske nipple ko chusna shuru kiya – pehle halka, phir zor se. Apni tongue se uske areola ko massage karta, kabhi bite karta. Woh pagal ho rahi thi. Usne apne haath mere baalon mein daal diye aur mera sir apne breast par zor se daba diya.
“Ahhh… aur zor se… uhhh…” usne kaha.
Maine dusre breast ko bhi waisa hi treat kiya. Dono taraf chusta, dono nipples ko hard karta. Woh ab poori tarah garam ho chuki thi. Usne apne haath mere shirt par rakhe, aur usse utarne ki koshish ki.
Maine apni shirt utar di. Ab main bhi shirtless tha. Maine usse apni taraf kheencha, aur hum dono ke bare chest ek doosre se touch hue. Uske breasts mere chest par dab gaye, aur woh sensation amazing tha.
“Nittin… please…” usne kaha, par main samajh gaya ki woh ab rukna nahi chahti.
Maine uske shorts ke button kholne shuru kiye. Usne sharm se apni aankhein band kar li. Maine uske shorts neeche kiye, aur woh sirf panty mein reh gayi – ek matching black lace panty. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
Maine uske thighs par kisses karna shuru kiya. Pehle upar, phir dheere dheere neeche. Uske thighs itne mulayam the, jaise koi butter. Main unhe chumta raha, aur woh kaanpti rahi.
“Uhhh… ahhh… please…” usne awaazein nikali.
Maine uski panty ke upar se uski chut ko touch kiya. Woh already gili thi – main uski wetness mehsoos kar sakta tha. Maine apni ungli panty ke side se andar daali, aur uski clit ko touch kiya.
“Ohhh… uhhh… hayyyeee…” usne zor se awaaz nikali, aur apni thighs band kar li.
“Kya hua?” maine pucha.
“Nittin… main… main pehli baar…” usne sharmate hue kaha.
Maine samajh gaya. Shayad uska pati utna attentive nahi tha, ya shayad woh itni adventurous nahi thi. Maine uske chehre ko pakda. “Dekho mujhe,” maine kaha. “Main hoon na. Main dard nahi dunga. Bas trust karo mujhpe.”
Woh meri aankhon mein dekhi, aur dheere se sir hila diya.
Maine uski panty neeche ki. Jaise hi woh uske paanv se nikli, maine uske paanv se lekar uski thighs tak kisses kiye. Uske legs spread karne par, maine uski chut dekhi – ekdum clean shaved, gulabi, aur already gili.
“Beautiful,” maine kaha, aur uske thighs par kiss kiya.
“Nittin… please jaldi…” usne kaha, uski patience tut rahi thi.
Maine apni tongue uski inner thighs par chalai, dheere dheere uski chut ke paas aata hua. Jab maine uski clit ko apni tongue se chua, woh uchal gayi.
“Ohhh my god… uhhh… ahhh…” usne zor se awaaz nikali.
Maine uski clit ko chusna shuru kiya – pehle halka, phir tez. Apni tongue se uske around chakkar lagata, kabhi andar daalta. Woh pagal ho rahi thi. Usne apne haath mere baalon mein daal diye aur mera sir apni chut par zor se daba diya.
“Ahhh… aur tez… uhhh… hayyyeee…” usne chillaya.
Maine apni ek ungli uski chut mein daali. Woh tight thi, garam thi, aur gili thi. Maine dheere se andar bahar karna shuru kiya, aur saath mein uski clit ko bhi chusta raha.
“Uhhh… ahhh… ohhhh… uffff…” uski awaazein tez ho gayi.
Maine feel kiya ki woh climax ke paas hai. Maine apni ungli tez kari, aur uski clit ko zor se chusa. Woh ekdum tight ho gayi, aur phir… ek zor ki cheekh nikali.
“Ohhh my god… uhhh… ahhh… hayyyeee…” usne zor se awaaz nikali, aur uska poora badan kaanpne laga. Usne apni thighs mere chehre par kas li, aur main mehsoos kar raha tha ki woh orgasm le rahi hai.
Jab woh shaant hui, maine apna muh hataaya. Uske chehre par woh satisfaction tha – pehli baar itna intense orgasm. Maine uske upar chadh gaya, aur uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye. Woh apne hi juices taste kar rahi thi, aur usse aur garam ho gayi.
“Nittin… ab tumhari baari,” usne kaha, aur mere shorts ko neeche kiya.
Hissa 4: Pehli Chudai aur Dard
Nisha ne mere shorts aur underwear dono ek saath neeche kiye. Mera lund already poora khada tha – 7 inch lamba, mota, aur veins se bhara hua. Jaise hi usne use dekha, uski aankhein badi ho gayi.
“Oh my god… itna bada?” usne ghabraate hue kaha.
“Kya hua? Darr lag raha hai?” maine pucha.
“Nittin… yeh… yeh toh bahut bada hai. Mujhe darr hai ki…” usne kaha, uski aawaz kaanp rahi thi.
“Shhh… main dhyan rakhunga. Trust me,” maine kaha, aur uske honthon par kiss kiya.
Maine uske legs spread kiye, aur uske upar aa gaya. Mera lund uski chut ke entrance par tha. Maine dheere se rub kiya, uski wetness se mera lund lubricate ho gaya.
“Ready?” maine pucha.
Woh ghabra rahi thi, par usne haan mein sir hila diya.
Maine dheere se pressure daalna shuru kiya. Mera topa andar ghusa, aur woh chikh uthi.
“Ouch… uhhh… dard ho raha hai…” usne kaha.
Maine ruka. “Dheere dheere jaayega. Relax karo,” maine kaha, aur uske honthon par kiss kiya taki uska dhyan hat sake.
Kuch der kiss karne ke baad, maine phir se pressure daala. Thoda aur andar gaya, aur woh phir se cheekhi.
“Ahhh… uhhh… bahar nikalo… dard ho raha hai…” usne kaha.
Maine ruka, par poora bahar nahi nikala. Maine uske breasts ko chusna shuru kiya, aur dheere dheere aur andar jaane laga. Woh dard mein thi, par saath mein pleasure bhi mehsoos kar rahi thi.
“Uhhh… ahhh… dheere…” usne kaha.
Maine poora lund andar daal diya. Woh tightness amazing thi – jaise koi garam, gili grip. Maine ruka, uske andar hi, taki woh adjust ho sake.
“Kaisa lag raha hai?” maine pucha.
“Bahut bhar gaya hai… uhhh… par ab theek hai,” usne kaha.
Maine dheere se andar bahar karna shuru kiya – pehle slow strokes. Woh ab dard kam aur pleasure zyada mehsoos kar rahi thi. Uske chehre par woh expression aa gaye – woh madhoshi, woh lust.
“Uhhh… ahhh… tez karo…” usne kaha.
Maine apni speed badha di. Ab main poora andar poora bahar kar raha tha. Hum dono ki bodies ek rhythm mein chal rahi thi. Uske breasts mere har stroke ke saath hil rahe the, aur main unhe chusta ja raha tha.
“Ohhh… uhhh… hayyyeee… ahhh…” uski awaazein tez ho gayi.
“Nisha… tum bahut tight ho… uhhh…” maine kaha, aur apni speed aur badha di.
Hum dono paseene mein bheeg gaye the. Main uske upar tha, aur woh neeche apni kamariya utha utha kar mujhe match kar rahi thi.
“Nittin… aur zor se… chodo mujhe… uhhh…” usne chillaya.
Yeh sun kar main aur pagal ho gaya. Maine uske legs apne shoulders par rakhi, aur aur zor se chodne laga. Mera lund uski chut ko poora stretch kar raha tha, aur woh har stroke par chillati. Mama Ki Bahu Ki Chudai
“Ohhh… ahhh… hayyyeee… uhhh… my god… ufff…” uski awaazein pure terrace par goonj rahi thi.
Maine usko doggy style mein modna chaha. Maine usse palatne ko kaha. Woh thaki hui thi, par usne mana nahi kiya. Woh apne haath aur ghutnon par aa gayi, aur main peeche se uski chut mein apna lund daal diya.
Yeh position mein aur zyada deep penetration ho raha tha. Maine uski kamar pakdi, aur zor se chodne laga. Uske breasts niche hil rahe the, aur main ek haath se unhe pakad kar knead kar raha tha.
“Uhhh… ahhh… ohhhh… uffff…” uski awaazein aur tez ho gayi.
“Nisha… teri chut bahut mast hai… uhhh…” maine kaha.
“Haann… aur chodo… aur zor se… uhhh… ahhh…” usne kaha.
Maine 10-15 minute tak uski chut chodi – alag alag positions mein. Missionary, doggy, cowgirl jab woh mere upar baith gayi. Woh ab poori tarah se masti mein thi, apni kamariya aage peeche kar rahi thi, aur apne breasts hilaa hilaa kar mujhe pagal kar rahi thi.
“Nittin… main phir se… uhhh… aa rahi hoon…” usne kaha.
Maine uski clit ko saath mein rub kiya, aur zor se chodta raha. Woh ekdum tight ho gayi, aur phir ek zor se jhatke ke saath usne apna doosra orgasm liya.
“Ohhh my god… uhhh… ahhh… hayyyeee…” usne zor se cheekha, aur uski chut ne mere lund ko kas kar pakad liya.
Yeh sensation itna intense tha ki main bhi control nahi kar saka. Maine apna lund andar hi rakh kar uske andar hi apna maal chhod diya.
“Uhhh… ahhh… uffff…” hum dono saath mein moan kiye.
Hum dono thak kar ek doosre mein gir gaye. Main uske upar hi pada raha, mera lund ab bhi uski chut mein tha, dheere dheere chhota hota ja raha tha.
“Nittin… yeh… yeh amazing tha,” usne kaha, thandi saans lete hue.
Maine uske chehre par kiss kiya. “Abhi toh shuruat hai bhabhi. Raat abhi baaki hai.”
Woh meri taraf dekhi, aur ek sharmili si smile di. “Tum bahut badmaash ho.”
“Aur tum bahut sexy,” maine kaha, aur uske honthon par ek aur kiss kiya.
Hissa 5: Gand Ki Chudai aur Naye Ahsaas
Thodi der baad hum dono phir se tayyar the. Is baar maine socha ki kuch aur adventurous kiya jaaye. Maine Nisha se kaha ki main uski gand marna chahta hoon.
“Kya? Nahi Nittin, woh bahut dard hoga. Main kabhi nahi…” usne mana kiya.
“Trust me bhabhi. Main dhyan rakhunga. Pehle finger se shuru karenge,” maine kaha.
Woh ghabra rahi thi, par usne haan kar di. Maine usse doggy style mein aane ko kaha. Woh apne haath aur ghutnon par aa gayi. Maine pehle uski chut mein apna lund daala taki woh garam ho jaaye, phir dheere se bahar nikala.
Maine apni ek ungli apne muh mein rakhi taki gili ho jaaye, aur phir uski gand ke entrance par lagayi. Woh kaanp gayi.
“Nittin… dheere…” usne kaha.
Maine dheere se ungli andar daali. Woh bahut tight thi. Maine dheere dheere andar bahar kiya, taki woh relax ho sake. Saath mein main uski chut ko bhi rub kar raha tha taki uska dhyan dard se hat sake.
“Uhhh… ahhh… ajeeb sa lag raha hai…” usne kaha.
“Relax karo. Maza aayega,” maine kaha.
5 minute tak ungli karne ke baad, maine do ungliyan daali. Woh ab zyada relaxed thi, aur mujhe lagaa ki woh ready hai.
Maine apne lund par bahut saara saliva lagaya, aur uski gand ke entrance par bhi. Maine dheere se apna topa lagaya.
“Ready?” maine pucha.
“Haan… par bahut dheere…” usne kaha.
Maine dheere se pressure daala. Mera topa andar ghusa, aur woh chikh uthi.
“Ouch… uhhh… dard ho raha hai… bahut zyada…” usne kaha.
Maine ruka, par poora bahar nahi nikala. Maine uski kamar sehlai, aur uske breasts ko pakad kar knead kiya. Kuch der baad jab woh relax hui, maine aur andar daala.
“Ahhh… uhhh… dheere…” usne cheekhi.
Maine dheere dheere poora lund andar daal diya. Woh bahut tight thi – chut se bhi zyada tight. Yeh sensation alag tha, aur bahut intense.
“Ab theek hai?” maine pucha.
“Haan… bas dheere dheere…” usne kaha.
Maine dheere se andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Pehle bahut slow, phir dheere dheere tez. Woh ab dard kam aur pleasure zyada mehsoos kar rahi thi.
“Uhhh… ahhh… ohhhh… yeh toh alag hi hai…” usne kaha.
“Achha lag raha hai?” maine pucha.
“Haann… ab achha lag raha hai… uhhh… tez karo thoda…” usne kaha.
Maine apni speed badha di. Ab main uski gand zor se chod raha tha. Uske cheeks mere har stroke se hil rahe the, aur main unhe pakad kar zor se daba raha tha.
“Ohhh… uhhh… hayyyeee… ahhh…” uski awaazein tez ho gayi.
“Nisha… teri gand bahut mast hai… uhhh…” maine kaha.
“Haann… aur chodo… uhhh… ahhh… meri gand phaad do…” usne chillaya.
Yeh sun kar main aur pagal ho gaya. Maine apna poora lund andar bahar kar raha tha, aur woh neeche se apni gand upar kar kar ke mujhe match kar rahi thi.
“Uhhh… ahhh… ohhhh… uffff…” hum dono saath mein moan kar rahe the.
Maine uski chut ko saath mein rub karna shuru kiya. Ab woh dono sensations mehsoos kar rahi thi – gand mein lund aur chut mein ungli.
“Ohhh my god… uhhh… ahhh… main aa rahi hoon…” usne kaha.
“Main bhi… uhhh…” maine kaha.
Hum dono ne saath mein climax liya. Maine apna maal uski gand mein chhoda, aur woh bhi jhatke le kar apna orgasm liya. Hum dono thak kar gir gaye, ek doosre ki bahon mein.
“Nittin… yeh… yeh sabse alag experience tha,” usne kaha.
Maine uske chehre par kiss kiya. “Ab toh tum meri ho gayi ho bhabhi. Kal se bhi, aur hamesha.”
Woh meri taraf dekhi, aur uski aankhon mein woh satisfaction tha – woh desire jo shayad usne pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi kiya tha.
“Haann… main tumhari hoon,” usne kaha, aur mere honthon par apne honth rakh diye.
Hissa 6: Raat Ke Baaki Pal
Raat abhi baaki thi. Hum dono terrace par hi the, ek doosre ki bahon mein. Maine Nisha ko apni god mein liya hua tha, aur hum dono ne baatein ki.
“Pehli baar itna maza aaya hai,” usne kaha. “Mere pati se kabhi aisa nahi hua.”
“Kyunki woh tumhe samajhta nahi,” maine kaha. “Tum bahut passionate ho. Tumhe deserve karta hai koi jo tumhe poora satisfy kare.”
“Tum mujhe poora satisfy kar sakte ho?” usne pucha, shaitani se muskuraate hue.
“Abhi toh shuruat hai,” maine kaha, aur uske nipple ko pinch kiya.
Woh kaanp gayi. “Nittin… phir se?”
“Raat bhar,” maine kaha, aur usse phir se kiss kiya.
Is baar woh aur zyada passionate thi. Usne mere lund ko haath mein pakda, aur usse rub karna shuru kiya. Mera lund phir se khada ho gaya.
“Ab main tumhe chodna chahti hoon,” usne kaha.
Woh mere upar baith gayi – cowgirl position mein. Usne mera lund apne haath mein pakda, aur apni chut ke entrance par rakha. Phir dheere dheere upar baith gayi.
“Ohhh… uhhh…” hum dono saath mein moan kiye.
Woh apni kamariya aage peeche karne lagi. Uske breasts hil rahe the, aur woh apne haathon se unhe pakad kar knead kar rahi thi. Main neeche se bhi upar uth uth kar uski chut mein apna lund poora daal raha tha.
“Uhhh… ahhh… hayyyeee…” usne awaazein nikali.
“Tum bahut mast chudwati ho bhabhi,” maine kaha.
“Haann… tumhara lund bahut achha hai… uhhh… aur zor se…” usne kaha.
Woh poori tarah masti mein thi. Apni speed badha di, aur zor zor se upar neeche hone lagi. Main uski kamar pakad kar usse aur zyada zor se neeche kheench raha tha.
“Ohhh… uhhh… ahhh… main aa rahi hoon…” usne kaha.
“Main bhi… uhhh…” maine kaha.
Hum dono ne saath mein climax liya. Woh mere upar hi gir gayi, aur hum dono saans lete rahe.
Raat ke 3 baj gaye the. Hum dono ne terrace par hi time bitaya – baatein ki, kisses ki, aur do baar aur sex kiya. Har baar naye positions mein, naye tareeqon se.
Jab subah hone wali thi, hum neeche gaye. Nisha ne mujhe apne room mein jaane se mana kiya – kahin koi dekh le.
“Kal aana,” usne kaha, darwaze par mujhe kiss karte hue. “Sab ghar mein honge par hum terrace par milenge.”
Maine usse ek lamba kiss diya. “Promise. Tum meri ho ab.”
“Haann… sirf tumhari,” usne kaha, aur darwaza band kar diya.
Main ghar aaya, aur so gaya. Par woh raat ki yaadein… Nisha ki awaazein, uski chikni jism, uski madhoshi… sab mere dimaag mein bas gayi.
Aur yeh sirf shuruat thi. Uske baad kai raatein aisi hui – jab ghar mein koi nahi hota, jab terrace par hum dono akela hote, jab main usse har tarah se chodta aur woh har awaaz se mujhe aur pagal karti.
“Uhhh… ahhh… hayyyeee… ohhhh myyy goood… uffff…”
Yeh awaazein aaj bhi mere kaanon mein goonjti hain, jab bhi main Nisha ko dekhta hoon. Kyunki ab woh sirf meri mama ki bahu nahi hai – woh meri randi hai, meri jaan hai, meri passion hai
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