Adultery Main Aur Mere Sapne

[mentalslut]

Doston, subah der se utha toh ghar mein sannata tha. Saba kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi, Ayesha guest room mein thi shayad – darwaza band tha. Main fresh hua, nashta kiya bina kuch bole, aur office ke liye nikal gaya. Car chalate waqt bhi dimag kahin aur tha – raaste mein Ayesha ki gaand ka ehsaas, uski siskiyan, uska muh mein lund lete hue natak, aur chehre pe maal daalte waqt uski band aankhein… sab ghum raha tha.

Office pahuncha toh cabin mein baitha, door lock kar diya. Desk pe files khuli hui thi, computer on, lekin kaam pe dhyan nahi lag raha tha. Bahar se colleagues ki awaazein aa rahi thi – meetings, phone calls,Lekin andar… andar ek toofan macha hua tha.

Main chair peeche kiya, aankhein band kar li. Dimag mein pehle Saba ka phone call ghuma – Pramod uncle ki bhaari awaaz, unki gandi baatein, Saba ki aahe… wo bol rahe the kaise unhone Saba ko gaon mein choda, kitchen mein, raat mein… aur main chut chaat raha tha sunte hue. Phir Ayesha – meri choti behen, jo bachpan mein mere peeche peeche "bhaiya bhaiya" chillati thi, ab uski chut chaat raha tha raaste mein, raat ko muh mein lund daal raha tha… aur wo natak kar rahi thi sone ka, lekin chus rahi thi jaise koi randi ho.

Dil mein ek tez dard utha – jaise koi cheez toot rahi ho andar. *Ye main kya kar raha hoon? Wo meri sagi behen hai yaar… 19 saal ki… masoom thi kabhi… school uniform mein, gaon ke kheton mein daudti hui… ab uski gaand masal raha hoon, chut chaat raha hoon, muh mein jhad raha hoon… aur mazaa aa raha hai?*

Aankhein kholi, desk pe dekha – paani ka glass, pen stand, family ki photo frame thi… usmein Saba aur main smile kar rahe the shaadi ke din. Aur dimag mein flash aaya – Saba Pramod uncle se gandi baatein kar rahi thi, unka lund yaad kar rahi thi… aur main sun ke chut chaat raha tha.

*Arre… Saba ko bhi mazaa aa raha hai isme? Wo Pramod uncle se chud chuki hai… kitni baar? Gaon mein ? Wo mujhe bata rahi thi ya chhupa rahi thi? Kyun kar rahi hai ye sab? Sirf meri fantasy poori karne ke liye… ya usko bhi ye ganda khel pasand aa gaya hai?*

Lund pant mein hil gaya – yaad aate hi. Maine haath neeche le jaake dabaya, dheere se masla. *Fuck… office mein baitha hoon aur lund khada ho raha hai apni behen ko yaad kar ke… uski geeli chut ka taste… wo salty paani… uska muh mein lund lete hue garam muh…*

Aankhein phir band ki. Socha ruk jaunga – aaj ghar jaake Ayesha ko samjhaunga, Saba se baat karunga, ye sab band kar denge. Ayesha ko bacha lunga.

Lekin dimag ne ganda picture bana diya – Ayesha bed pe ghodi bani hui, main peeche se lund ghusa raha hoon, wo chillaye "bhaiya zor se"… Saba side mein dekh rahi ho, has rahi ho… ya Pramod uncle bhi wahan ho, Ayesha ko chod raha ho aur main dekh raha hoon.

*Nah… main aisa nahi hoon… ye galat hai… behen ke saath… society kya kahegi? Ammi papa ko pata chala toh? Wo mar jayenge… main kaise unki aankhon mein dekhunga?*

Lekin haath pant ke andar chala gaya khud hi – zip kholi, lund bahar nikaala. Cabin lock tha, koi nahi aa sakta. Dheere dheere hilane laga – yaad karte hue Ayesha ki band aankhein, uska muh mein lund, uska maal se geela chehra.

*Galat hai… lekin ruk kyun nahi pa raha? Mazaa kyun aa raha hai itna? Wo meri behen hai… lekin ab randi ban gayi hai… Pramod uncle ne bigaad diya… aur main… main usey aur bigaad raha hoon…*

Speed badha di maine – office chair pe baitha, aankhein band, saansein tez. Dimag mein Ayesha ka chehra – masoom wala aur randi wala.

*Band kar dunga… aaj ghar jaake sab band… lekin ek baar aur… ek baar poori tarah chod lun usey… uski tight chut mein lund ghusa ke… wo chillaye "bhaiya"… phir band kar dunga…*

Bas itna sochte hi control gaya – zor se jhad gaya, saara maal tissue pe nikaal ke dustbin mein phenka. Haath kaanp rahe the, saansein tez thi.

Mirror mein dekha – chehra laal, aankhein hairan. *Ye main kya ban gaya hoon?*

Poora din kaam mein dhyan nahi laga. Meetings mein baitha raha, lekin dimag ghar pe – Ayesha ke room mein, uski nighty pe maal daalte hue.

Shaam hone lagi… ghar jaane ka time ho gaya tha. Dil mein dar tha, excitement tha, sharam thi… .

Ab ghar jaake kya hoga?

office se ghar pahuncha toh dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi – poora din aatmmanthan karte karte thak gaya tha, lekin josh aur sharam dono abhi bhi andar ubal rahe the. Darwaza khola aur andar ghusa hi tha ki pair ekdum se ruk gaye. Hall mein sofa pe Pramod uncle baithe the – wo hi mota shareer, safed kurta-pajama, daadi thodi badi, chehre pe wo hi seedhi si muskan. Unke bagal mein Ayesha baithi thi, paanv sofa pe chadhaye hue, choti si skirt aur top mein – bilkul casual, lekin thighs poori dikhai de rahi thi. Wo dono hans kar baat kar rahe the, Ayesha ki hasi ki awaaz hall mein gunj rahi thi. Ye to agle mahine aane waale the phir abhi kyu..

Mujhe dekhte hi uncle uth khade hue, chehre pe badi si smile liye hue, aur seedha mere paas aaye. Unhone mujhe tightly gale laga liya – unka mota pet mere seene se takraya, unki daadi mere gaal pe ragdi, unki khushboo –

"Pramod: Arre Asad beta! Kaise ho? Kitne din ho gaye… tujhe dekhta hoon toh dil khush ho jaata hai. Bilkul jawaan mard ban gaya hai tu!"

Unki awaaz mein wo hi purana pyar tha – lekin ab sun ke dil mein ek tez chubhan hui. *Ye hi uncle… jinhone meri behen ko bigaada… uski tight chut phaadi… meri bahan ko rand bana diya hai.. aur ab mere gale lag rahe hain jaise kuch hua hi na ho…*

Maine bahar se smile ki, gale lagate hue bola,

"Asad: Bas theek hoon uncle… aap kaise ho? Achanak?"

Uncle ne peeche hat ke mera kandha thapthapaya, muskurate hue,

"Pramod: Arre beta, yahan Delhi mein 3-4 din ka kaam hai… jameen ka. Socha tere ghar ke paas hi hoon toh mil loon. Hotel mein ruk gaya hoon paas ke hi… kal subah kisi se milna hai."

Main shock mein tha, lekin bahar se normal bana raha tha,

"Asad: Hotel? Kyun uncle? Jab tak yahan hain mere paas hi rukiye na… aap mere guru hain… beta hi toh hoon aapka."

Uncle ne pehle mana kiya, haath jod ke,

"Pramod: Nahi beta… tum log newly married ho… disturbance hogi… hotel mein comfortable hoon main."

Maine Saba ki taraf dekha – wo kitchen se chai leke aa rahi thi, black saree pehni hui.. Saba ne kabhi aaj ke pahle saree nhi pahni thi, main to dekhta hi rah gaya usko, shayad uncle ki wajah se pahna ho, low cut blouse, pallu thoda neeche, cleavage thodi si dikh rahi thi. Uski aankhein nashili thi, jaise jaanti ho sab, aur uncle ko dekhte hi uski muskan aur gehri ho gayi.

"Asad: Saba… uncle ko samjhao na… hotel mein kyun rukenge?"

Saba uncle ke paas aayi, tray rakha table pe, aur dheere se uncle ke kandhe pe haath rakh ke, awaaz mein ek alag si mithi si lazzat daal ke boli,

"Saba: Haan uncle… please ruk jaaiye na… ghar mein kitni jagah hai… humein bhi achha lagega aapke saath time spend karne mein… please…"

Uncle ne Saba ki taraf dekha – unki nazrein uske chehre se neeche blouse pe gayi ek second ke liye, phir muskuraye,

"Pramod: Arre Saba beti… tu bol rahi hai toh mana kaise kar sakta hoon… theek hai, ruk jaata hoon."

Ayesha side mein baithi thi, uncle ki taraf dekhte hi uske gaal laal ho gaye – sharmahat se ya kuch aur se. Wo nazrein neeche kar ke phone mein dekhne lagi, lekin uski saansein thodi tez dikhai de rahi thi.

Khana table pe lagaya gaya. Teeno… chaar log baithe – uncle mere bagal mein, Saba unke opposite, Ayesha mere paas. Normal baatein chalne lagi – gaon ki, ammi abbu ki sehat, kheton ka haal, mera office ka routine.

"Pramod: Beta, job mein promotion mila na? Tere papa ne bataya tha… khush raho, tarakki karo."

"Asad: Haan uncle… bas dheere dheere…"

Uncle ne roti todi, sabzi li, lekin baat karte waqt unki nazrein baar baar Saba pe ja rahi thi – pallu thoda side hua tha, uska cleavage aur dikh raha tha. Wo dheere se muskuraye, aur paanv table ke neeche Saba ki jaangh pe ragda – dheere se, jaise galti ho gyi ho.

Saba ne kuch nahi bola, balki usne bhi paanv aage badhaya – unka paanv uncle ke paanv se takraya, phir dheere dheere ragadne lagi. Uski aankhein uncle se mili, ek halki si naughty smile di.

Ayesha chup thi, khana kha rahi thi, lekin uncle ne uski taraf dekha aur dheere se bola,

"Pramod: Ayesha beti… tu bhi badi ho gayi hai… college mein achhe se padhna… tuition chahiye toh uncle ko bol dena…"

Ayesha ke gaal phir laal ho gaye, nazrein plate mein thi uski,

"Ayesha: Ji uncle… theek hai…"

Uncle ne table ke neeche haath badhaya – Ayesha ki jaangh pe rakha dheere se,main sab dekh raha tha, ungli se ragda. Ayesha ka shareer akad gaya, lekin wo chup rahi, khana khate hue. Uncle ki ungli dheere dheere upar badhi – skirt ke kinare pe.

Main sab dekh raha tha – table ke upar normal baatein hui, neeche uncle ka khel chal raha tha. Dil mein gussa, jealousy, lekin neeche lund tight ho raha tha.

Saba ne uncle ki taraf dekha, dheere se paanv aur aage badhaya – uncle ke paanv ko apne paanv mein jakad liya, ragadne lagi.

Khana khatam hone ke baad… uncle ne muskurate hue bola,

"Pramod: Bahut mazaa aaya beta… ab so jaate hain… kal subah jaldi uthna hai."

Lekin unki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi

Khana khatam hone ke baad hall mein thodi der baith ke baatein hui – gaon ki, purane dino ki, uncle ke kaam ki. Uncle ki awaaz mein wo hi purana pyar tha, lekin unki nazrein Saba aur Ayesha pe baar baar ruk rahi thi – ek pal ke liye, jaise yaad kar rahe hon kuch purane din. Ayesha chup thi zyadatar, gaal laal, nazrein neeche. Saba unke liye chai bana ke laayi, jhukte hue pallu thoda side hua – uncle ki nazrein wahan atak gayi ek second ke liye.

Phir uncle uth kar bole,

"Pramod: Beta, thak gaya hoon aaj… so jaata hoon. Good night sabko."

Wo guest room mein chale gaye. Main aur Saba bedroom mein aa gaye, light band ki. Thodi der baatein hui –jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Phir Ayesha darwaze pe dastak di, dheere se andar aayi.

"Ayesha: Bhaiya… bhabhi… guest room mein uncle hain na… main yahan so jaaun? Akeli dar lag raha hai thoda…"

Saba muskurayi, bed pe jagah banate hue,

"Saba: Aa ayesha… yahan so ja"

Ayesha bed pe aa gayi, choti si nighty mein – pink wali, thighs tak thi. Wo last corner pe let gayi, side ho ke. Main bich mein, Saba mere bagal mein. Lights band hui, sirf bahar se halki si roshni aa rahi thi.

Main let gaya, aankhein band ki, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Dimag mein Pramod uncle ka chehra ghum raha tha – wo nazrein Saba aur Ayesha pe. *Ye hi uncle… jinhone Ayesha ko bigaada… videos mein uski chut aur gaand phaadi… aur ab mere ghar mein so rahe hain… mere bed ke paas… meri behen ko dekh ke shayad lund khada kar rahe honge…*

Dil mein ek tez gussa ubla, lekin saath hi wo ganda khayal aaya– Ayesha unke neeche maze le rahi thi… Saba ka phone call… . Lund dheere dheere tight hone laga blanket ke andar. Main side ho gaya, Ayesha ki taraf – uski saansein mehsoos ho rahi thi, uski khushboo – fresh soap aur young body ki. Saba ki taraf mudta toh uski garam saansein.

Sochte sochte neend aa gayi – Pramod uncle ke baare mein, unki awaaz, unka lund jo videos mein dekha tha… sapne mein bhi wo hi ghum raha tha.

Raat ko kisi waqt nind khuli – ghadi mein 3 baj rahe the shayad. Andhera poora, sirf corridor se halki si emergency light aa rahi thi. Saba gehri neend mein thi, uski saansein ki aawaz aa rahi thi..Main haath badhaya side mein – Ayesha nahi thi bed pe. Blanket khali.

Dil zor se dhak kiya. Samajh gaya – kahan gayi hogi. Dheere se utha, bed se utra, paanv zameen pe rakh te waqt awaaz na ho. Corridor mein nikal gaya, guest room ki taraf. Darwaza thoda sa khula tha – jaise jaan bujh kar chhoda gaya ho.

Dheere se jhanka andar – saansein tham gayi.

Uncle chair pe baithe the, bilkul nange – mota pet, daadi andhere mein chamak rahi thi. Unka wo mota kaala lund – – Ayesha ke muh mein ghusa hua tha, gale tak. Ayesha ghutno pe baithi thi unke saamne, nighty upar chadhi hui, boobs bahar, muh mein lund leke dheere dheere upar neeche kar rahi thi. Uncle ke haath uske sir pe, baal pakde hue dhakke de rahe the dheeme dheeme.

Uncle ki awaaz garam aur gusse mein,

"Pramod: Saali kutiya… acche se choos… maadarchod randi… tere jaisi bhookhi ladki maine aaj tak nahi dekhi… gale tak le poora…"

Ayesha ki awaaz glug glug, laar tapak rahi thi, lekin wo chusti rahi – jaise mazaa le rahi ho.

Uncle ne lund muh se nikaala – thook se sana hua, chamak raha tha andhere mein, mota kaala, nasen ubhari hui. Uff… itna bada lund meri choti behen ke muh mein tha… uska thook uspe lapeta hua.

Phir uncle ne zor zor se chaar thappad maare uske gaal pe – jhannatedar, awaaz gunj gyi kamre mein. Ayesha ka sir hil gaya, gaal laal ho gaye, lekin uski aankhon mein paani ke saath saath ek alag si chamak tha– jaise maza aa raha ho. Wo sisak gayi, "Ahh… uncle…"

Uncle hans pada, awaaz tez karte hue bola,

"Pramod: Saali kutiya… tere ghar mein sab lund ki bhookhi hain…"

Ye sun ke main confuse ho gaya – sab? Saba toh hai… kya aapi bhi? Safaq aapi? Ye ek naya shock tha.

Tabhi mere kandhe pe haath pada – naram. Chaunk kar peeche dekha – Saba thi, nighty mein, muskurate hue. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thi andhere mein. Wo mere kaan mein phusphusayi,

"Saba: Maza aa raha hai na jaanu… dekh… teri choti behen kitni achhe se choos rahi hai…"

Phir wo dheere se darwaza khol ke andar ghus gayi. Main side ho gaya jaldi se, deewar se chipak ke.

Andar Saba ko dekhte hi uncle aur Ayesha chaunke ek second ke liye, lekin phir muskuraye – jaise intezaar tha.

"Pramod: Aa ja rand… teri hi kami thi…"

Saba muskurate hue Ayesha ke paas baith gayi ghutno pe, uncle ke balls chaatne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se. Uncle ka poora lund – meri biwi aur choti behen ke thook se sana hua, chamak raha tha.

Main deewar se chipka dekh raha tha – dil mein gussa ka toofan, jaise kuch toot raha ho… ye uncle mere ghar mein, meri biwi aur behen ke saath… lekin saath hi lund pant mein sakht, josh ubal raha tha dekh ke. Gussa aa raha tha, lekin ruk nahi pa raha tha dekhne se… maza aa raha tha is gande khel ko dekh ke.

Andar uncle maze se pagal ho rahe the, dono ke sir pe haath pher rahe the…

Guest room ke darwaze ke gap se andar ka scene dekh ke mera shareer ekdum se akad gaya. Andhera tha, lekin bahar ki halki roshni aur chandni se sab kuch saaf dikh raha tha – jaise koi ganda sapna sach ho raha ho.

Uncle chair se dheere se uth khade hue, unka mota shareer hil raha tha, paseena chamak raha tha unki gardan aur pet pe. Unhone Ayesha ke baal pakde aur usey ghutno se uthaya – uski nighty already upar chadhi hui thi, boobs bahar, chut geeli chamak rahi thi. Wo usey bed pe le gaye, ghodi bana diya – Ayesha khud hi ghutno pe aa gayi, gaand upar utha ke, jaise aadat ho gayi ho usko ye sab ki. Uski saansein tez thi, shareer kaanp raha tha thoda, lekin wo chup thi – sirf dheemi dheemi siskiyan le rahi thi.

Uncle peeche khade hue, apna mota kaala lund – nasen ubhari hui, topa geela thook se – Ayesha ki chut pe ragda. Ek second ruk kar… zor ka dhakka! Poora lund ek hi baar mein andar ghusa diya – Ayesha ki tight chut mein, andar tak.

Ayesha ki zor ki siski nikal gayi – "Ahhh… uff!" Uska shareer aage hil gaya, haath bed pe jakad liye, lekin gaand peeche kar ke aur andar lene ki koshish ki. Uncle ne uski kamar pakdi, zor se pakda, ungliyan skin mein ghus gayi, aur dhakke shuru kar diye – thap thap thap! Zor zor se, bed hil raha tha.

Saath hi uncle ne Saba ko paas khinch liya – uski nighty faad ke utar di, usey nanga kar diya. Saba hans rahi thi dheere se, uncle ke seene pe muh laga diya aur jeebh se chaatne lagi – paseene wali chest, safed baal, nipples ko muh mein leke choosne lagi. Uncle ek haath se Saba ke boobs daba raha tha zor zor se, dusre se Ayesha ki gaand pe thappad maar raha tha.

Uncle ki awaaz bahut jor se aayi,

"Pramod: Le saali madarchod randi… andar tak le… poora lund teri tight chut mein… kitni bhookhi hai tu… tere bhai ke ghar mein uncle se chodwa rahi hai…"

Ayesha – "Uff uncle… aur zor se… ahh… phaad do… mota hai aapka… ahh!"

Main darwaze ke bahar deewar se chipka khada tha, saansein tez, dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Dimag mein toofan tha– *Ye mere ghar mein ho raha hai… meri choti behen… meri biwi… dono us gande budhhe ke neeche… wo mota lund Ayesha ki chut phaad raha hai… Saba uska paseena chaat rahi hai… aur main… main dekh raha hoon… pagal ho raha hoon… gussa aa raha hai… lekin ruk kyun nahi pa raha? Lund kyun tight ho raha hai itna?*

Haath khud hi pant pe chala gaya, lund masalne laga dheere se. Josh andar ubal raha tha – sharam se dil jal raha tha, lekin neeche aag lagi hui thi.

Mujhse bardasht nahi hua. Dheere se peeche hata, bedroom mein wapas aa gaya, bed pe let gaya aur blanket odh liya. Lund bahar nikaala aur zor zor se hilane laga – dono ka randipana yaad kar ke. Ayesha ki aahe ufff, Saba ki jeebh uncle ke seene pe, wo thap thap ki awaaz… sab dimag mein ghum raha tha.

*Saaliyon… dono randi… mere ghar mein uncle se chud rahi hain… Ayesha ki tight chut… wo mota lund andar bahar… Saba uska paseena pi rahi hai… kutiyon… haramiyon… lekin fuck… kitna mazaa aa raha hai in sab me*

Speed badha di, jhadne ke bilkul paas tha ki achanak awaaz aayi – darwaza khula. Main turant ruk gaya, lund blanket ke andar chhupa ke sone ka natak karne laga – aankhein band, saansein control mein.

Paon ki awaaz aayi – dheere dheere bed ke paas. Blanket utha, koi side mein let gaya. Khushboo aayi – Ayesha ki, paseene aur… kuch gande smell ki..

10 minute beet gaye shayad. Main dheere se aankhein kholi – andhere mein uska chehra meri taraf tha, bilkul paas, saansein garam mere muh pe lag rahi thi. Wo so rahi thi lag rahi thi, aankhein band, hoth thode khule hue, laal aur sooje hue.

Uske hothon pe kuch chamak raha tha – chipchipa, safed. Dil zor se dhak kiya. Maine dheere se ungli badhayi, uske lower lip pe ghumayi – geela, salty taste… uncle ka virya. Poora chehra aur hoth pe laga hua tha thoda thoda.

Pagal ho gaya main. Ungli uske muh mein daalne laga dheere se – usne muh khol diya, aankhein abhi bhi band thi uski, aur ungli chusne lagi – dheere dheere, jeebh se gol gol ghumate hue, jaise lund choos rahi ho. Taste uncle ka virya mere ungli pe mehsoos ho raha tha.

*Saali… natak kar rahi hai… jaanti hai main daal raha hoon… chus rahi hai… kitni badi randi ban gayi hai…*

Maine sarak ke uske aur paas chala gaya – shareer takra rahe the, uski garam saansein mere hothon pe. Maine jeebh nikaal ke uske hothon pe ragdi – salty taste uncle ke virya ka. Usne muh khol diya dheere se, meri jeebh andar le li aur chusne lagi – garam, geela muh, jeebh se meri jeebh ko lapet te hue.

Uff… ehsaas pagal kar dene wala tha. Maine uske kaan mein dheere se phusphusaya, awaaz mein gussa aur josh tha,

"Asad: Tu kitni badi randi ho gayi hai saali… uncle ka virya muh pe laga ke mere bed pe so rahi hai… chus rahi hai meri jeebh… harami…"

Wo chup rahi, aankhein band, lekin jeebh tez chal rahi thi – meri jeebh ko choos rahi thi zor zor se.

Main neeche sarka – blanket ke andar, uski nighty upar ki. Uski chut bilkul nangi thi, geeli, sooji hui, uncle ke maal se chipchipi. Maine muh laga diya – jeebh se chaata, taste ganda aur garam – uncle ka virya uske paani mein.

Wo sisak gayi – "Ahh…" aur haath mere sir pe rakh ke zor se dabaya chut pe. Tang faila di, gaand upar utha ke mere muh pe ragadne lagi.

Main zor zor se chaatne laga, andar jeebh ghusa ke, clit choosne laga. Uske paani beh rahe the, uncle ka maal bhi taste ho raha tha.

Phir main upar aaya, uske muh ke paas, aur lund blanket ke andar se bahar nikaal ke uske hothon pe ragda. Wo muh khol di – aankhein abhi bhi band thi – aur lund andar le liya, chusne lagi dheere dheere.

Main uske sir pakad ke dhakke dene laga, gaaliyan dete hue dheemi awaaz mein,

"Asad: Le saali randi… bhai ka lund choos… uncle ka choosa tha na abhi… uska virya abhi muh mein hai… harami kutiya… natak kar rahi hai sone ka… le poora gale tak kitni gandi hai tu… le saali… choos zor se…"

Wo chusti rahi – aankhein band, lekin speed badha di, gale tak le rahi thi, jeebh se supare pe gol gol, laar tapak rahi thi mere lund pe.

Main pagal ho gaya – dhakke tez kiye, uske muh mein zor zor se.

 

[rhyme_boy]

Gazab

 

[LENNY]

Your writing is extremely hot and erotic. This story can be more erotic and exciting if Asad secretly watches his loving wife and innocent sister's illicit and forbidden affairs with a man of opposite majab and if his loving wife and sister don't know it that Asad is watching their illicit and forbidden affairs.

 

[Sabse Bada Khiladi]

Your writing is extremely hot and erotic. This story can be more erotic and exciting if Asad secretly watches his loving wife and innocent sister's illicit and forbidden affairs with a man of opposite majab and if his loving wife and sister don't know it that Asad is watching their illicit and forbidden affairs.

Right ️

 

[mentalslut]

Your writing is extremely hot and erotic. This story can be more erotic and exciting if Asad secretly watches his loving wife and innocent sister's illicit and forbidden affairs with a man of opposite majab and if his loving wife and sister don't know it that Asad is watching their illicit and forbidden affairs.

Right now it's not possible. It will break story rhythm. For sure next story I will write like this. Thank you

 

[rhyme_boy]

Right now it's not possible. It will break story rhythm. For sure next story I will write like this. Thank you

I agree on this... imo
Run the story as you intended.
Would be great too see different flavors in your other stories

 

[malikarman]

Hello doston, main yahan ek real-like fantasy story likh raha hoon. Yeh kahani ek aise husband ki hai jo apni biwi ko bahut pyar karta hai, lekin ab uske dimag mein ek alag hi khayal ghoom raha hai. Hope aapko pasand aayegi. Please positive feedback dena aur mahol kharab mat karna.

Ab story ki taraf chalte hain...

Mera naam Asad hai, age 28 years. Main Delhi mein ek achhi si MNC mein job karta hoon. Salary bhi decent hai, isliye apna ek chota sa 2BHK flat hai NCR mein. Life settled lag rahi thi – achi job, apna ghar, aur sabse upar ek bahut hi khubsurat aur sexy biwi.

Meri wife ka naam Saba hai, age 24 years. Shaadi ko ab do saal ho chuke hain. Saba sach mein bahut hi hot hai yaar... figure 34-28-36 ke aaspaas, gori chamdi, lambi baal, badi-badi aankhein aur wo smile jo kisi ka bhi dil jeet le. Ghar mein toh wo mostly nighty hi pehenti hai – wo bhi tight wali, jisme se uske curves perfectly dikhte hain. Kabhi kabhi bina bra ke ghumti hai, toh nipples bhi thoda ubhar ke dikh jaate hain. Main pehle toh dekh ke hi pagal ho jaata tha,

Bahar jaane ke liye wo salwar suit ya kurti leggings pehenti hai. Kurti thodi short aur tight hoti hai, leggings mein uski gaand bilkul perfect round shape mein dikhti hai. Log usko dekhte hi rehte hain road pe, aur mujhe pehle gussa aata tha, lekin ab... ab kuch alag feel hota hai.

Baki meri family gaon mein rehti hai – ammi, papa aur do behen aur . Kabhi kabhi hum log gaon jaate hain, lekin zyadatar Delhi mein hi busy rehte hain. Gaon ki taraf ka raaz baad mein kholunga, abhi main apni aur Saba ki baat kar raha hoon.

Shaadi ke pehle saal toh sex bahut wild tha. Roz raat ko naye naye poses, nayi jagah – kitchen mein, balcony mein, bathroom mein shower ke neeche. Saba bhi bahut open minded thi, oral deti thi, upar chadh ke karti thi, sab kuch. Lekin do saal baad... ab wo sab normal ho gaya tha. Week mein 2-3 baar, jaldi se ho gaya aur so gaye. Mujhe maza hi nahi aata tha ab. Kuch missing lagta tha, kuch excitement nahi thi.

Phir ek din galti se maine online ek cuckold kahani padh li. Koi forum pe thi, jisme husband apni wife ko dusre mard ke saath enjoy karte dekhta hai aur usko maza aata hai. Pehle toh mujhe ganda laga, lekin raat ko neend nahi aayi. Dimag mein baar baar wo scene ghoomne laga.

Agli raat se main Saba ke saath sex karte waqt usko kisi aur ke saath imagine karne laga. Kabhi office ke colleague ke saath, kabhi gym trainer ke saath, kabhi gaon ke kisi purane dost ke saath. Sochta tha ki Saba kisi dusre ka lund muh mein le rahi hai, wo usko zor zor se chod raha hai, aur main side mein dekh raha hoon.

Strange baat thi ki is imagination se mera lund pehle se zyada hard hone laga. Sex ke baad bhi dimag mein wo hi khayal rehta. Din raat bas cuckold stories padhta, videos dekhta , aur Saba ko dekhte hi usko kisi aur ke neeche imagine karta.

Lekin Saba ko kabhi bhi iska ehsaas nahi hone diya. Uske saamne normal husband bana rehta – pyar se baat, gifts laata, ghumane jaata. Wo bhi khush rehti thi, shayad usko bhi lagta tha ki sab normal hai. Lekin andar se meri ye fantasy din ba din aur badhti ja rahi thi.

Ab toh main sochne laga tha – kya sach mein kabhi aisa ho sakta hai? Kya Saba kabhi kisi dusre ke saath...??

Wo din office se ghar aate waqt maine ek online sex toy store se kuch cheezein order kar di thi – ek blindfold, soft handcuffs aur ek small vibrator. Socha tha ki shayad in se hamara sex life thoda spicy ho jaaye. Package aane mein 2-3 din lage, lekin jab aaya toh main excited ho gaya.

Raat ko dinner ke baad Saba kitchen mein bartaan dho rahi thi. Usne pink color ki short nighty pehni thi, jo uski thighs tak hi thi. Bend hone pe uski gaand bilkul clear dikh rahi thi – black panty ke saath wo scene dekh ke mera lund khada ho gaya. Lekin dimag mein pehle jaise wild khayal nahi, balki cuckold fantasy chal rahi thi.

Main uske paas jaake peeche se hug kiya, haathon ko uski kamar pe ghumaya aur kaanon mein dheere se bola,
"Asad: Baby, aaj raat kuch different try karein?"

Saba hans ke boli,
"Saba: Different? Matlab? Phir se bathroom mein?"

Main muskuraya aur bola,
"Asad: Nahi yaar, aur bhi wild. Socha hai tujhe blindfold kar ke karunga... tu guess karegi ki main kahan touch kar raha hoon."

Saba ne bartaan rakh ke mud ke mujhe dekha, thoda naughty smile diya.
"Saba: Achha? Aur kya kya plan kiya hai mere hubby ne?"

Main bedroom mein le gaya usko. Lights dim ki, blindfold uski aankhon pe baandha aur bed pe lita diya. Phir handcuffs se uske haath bed ke headboard se lightly tie kar diye. Saba thoda excited lag rahi thi, saansein tez ho rahi thi.

Main uske upar chadh ke kiss karne laga, neck pe, ears pe. Phir dheere se uski nighty upar ki aur uske boobs ko dabane laga. Uske muh se light moan nikal raha tha – "Mmm... Asad... achha lag raha hai..."

Ab mera dimag fantasy mode mein chala gaya. Main uske kaan mein whisper kiya,
"Asad: Imagine kar baby... agar abhi yahan koi aur hota... koi stranger... aur main side mein dekh raha hoon... tujhe aise touch karte hue..."

Itna bolte hi Saba ka body thoda stiff ho gaya. Usne blindfold ke neeche se aankhein kholne ki koshish ki, lekin maine rok diya. Phir wo thodi irritation se boli,
"Saba: Asad, ye kya bakwas kar rahe ho? Stranger? Kya matlab?"

Maine socha shayad thoda tease kar raha hoon,
"Asad: Bas aise hi yaar... fantasy hai... soch ki kitna hot hoga agar koi aur tujhe aise chod raha ho... aur tu enjoy kar rahi ho..."

Bas itna hi bola tha ki Saba ne zor se haath jhatka aur handcuffs khol liye (wo loose hi the). Blindfold utaar ke phenki aur bed se uth ke baith gayi. Uski aankhein laal ho gayi thi – gusse se ya shayad hurt se, samajh nahi aa raha tha.

"Saba: Asad! Tumhe ye sab sach mein pasand hai? Mujhe dusre mardon ke saath? Tumhe sharam nahi aati aisa bolte hue?"

Main shock ho gaya. Jaldi se bola,
"Asad: Arre baby, sorry... bas roleplay tha... mazaak kar raha tha..."

Lekin Saba ka gussa thanda nahi ho raha tha. Wo nighty theek karte hue boli,
"Saba: Mazaak? Bahut ganda mazaak hai ye! Main tumhari biwi hoon Asad, koi randi nahi jo tumhare liye dusron ke saath... ugh! Tumhe agar sex mein problem hai toh bolo, lekin aisa mat bolo!"

Wo bol ke bathroom mein chali gayi aur darwaza zor se band kar diya. Main bed pe baitha reh gaya, dil mein thoda dar aur thoda excitement. Gussa toh usko aaya tha, lekin shayad ye hi starting thi meri fantasy ki real life mein...


Doston, wo raat bathroom band hone ke baad main bed pe leta raha, phone haath mein liye. Saba andar shower le rahi thi, shayad gusse mein ya hurt mein. Main samajh nahi pa raha tha ki sorry kaise bolun. Raat ke 12 baj chuke the, lekin neend kahan aati.

Subah office jaate waqt bhi Saba ne mujhse properly baat nahi ki. Breakfast mein sirf "hmm" aur "theek hai" bola. Kiss bhi nahi kiya goodbye mein. Office pahunch ke main pareshan ho gaya. Lunch time mein WhatsApp pe message kiya:

**Asad:** Baby sorry yaar... kal raat galti ho gayi. Bas fantasy thi, mazaak mein bol diya. Tu meri jaan hai, tujhe kisi aur ke baare mein soch bhi kaise sakta hoon seriously? Please maaf kar de na...

5 minute baad seen hua, lekin no reply.

Phir dusra message kiya:
**Asad:** Ghar jaate waqt teri favorite chocolate laaunga. Aur raat ko movie dekhenge, cuddle karenge. Please baat kar na...

Seen... lekin kuch nahi.

Teesra:
**Asad:** Saba please... main kitna pachta raha hoon. Tu naraz mat reh...

Ab toh 30 minute ho gaye the, office mein kaam pe dhyan nahi lag raha tha. Main baar baar phone check kar raha tha. Phir achanak notification aaya – Saba ka message. Dil khush ho gaya, socha maaf kar diya.

Lekin message padhte hi mere haath kaanpne lage...

**Saba:** Achha Asad? Tumhe ye sab itna achha lagta hai na? To socho... meri jagah tumhari behen hoti – Safaq aapi ya Ayesha – kisi dusre mard ke saath... tumhe dekhne mein kitna maza aata? Kaisa lagta tumhe??

Yaar... message padhte hi main sann reh gaya. Office ki chair pe baitha tha, lekin jaise bijli ka jhatka laga ho.

Dimag mein pehle badi behen Safaq aapi ka chehra aaya – age 30, married, apne husband ke saath alag rehti hai gaon ke paas. Figure bahut hi hot hai uska bhi... gori, lambi, heavy boobs aur wide hips. Shaadi ke pehle hum log ek saath khelte the, lekin ab wo bhabhi jaisi lagti hai.

Phir choti behen Ayesha – 19 saal ki, abhi 12th mein, bahut natkhat aur chulbuli. Slim figure, tight clothes pehenti hai ghar mein, hamesha phone pe hassti rehti hai. Wo dono behenein mere liye bilkul jaan thi... lekin Saba ke message ne jaise zehar daal diya dimag mein.

Pehle toh gussa aaya, lekin saath hi wo ganda khayal aa gaya... Safaq aapi ko kisi dusre ke neeche, uski cheekhen, ya Ayesha ki masoomiyat khatam hote hue... fuck! Mera lund office mein hi tight hone laga. Dimag itna ganda ho chuka tha ki ab apni hi beheno ko bhi dusre lund ke neeche imagine karne laga. Dil mein sharam bhi thi aur excitement bhi.

Main jaldi se type karne laga, gusse mein:

**Asad:** Saba ye kya bakwas kar rahi ho?? Meri beheno ke baare mein aisa mat bol! Tu hadd mein reh!!

Message send kiya aur wait kiya. 2 minute baad reply aaya...

Bas ek laughing emoji

Aur kuch nahi.

Main phone table pe rakh ke sar pakad liya. Ye kya ho raha tha? Saba mujhe punish kar rahi thi ya... shayad usko bhi ab kuch alag feel ho raha tha?

Ab ghar jaane ka time ho raha tha... chocolate toh laani hi thi, lekin dil mein dar bhi tha ki aaj raat kya hoga.

Doston, office se ghar pahunchte waqt dil mein bahut confusion tha. Chocolate ka box haath mein tha, lekin dimag mein Saba ka wo message aur laughing emoji baar baar ghoom raha tha. Ghar ka darwaza khula tha, Saba kitchen mein thi – black kurti aur tight leggings mein, baal khule hue. Mujhe dekhte hi normal smile diya jaise kuch hua hi na ho.

Khana khaya, TV dekha, baat chit normal thi lekin andar se tension feel ho raha tha. Raat ke 11 bajte bajte bedroom mein aa gaye. Main chocolate box deke sorry bola toh wo hans ke boli,
"Saba: Achha baba, maaf kiya. Ab so jaao."

Lekin main kahan manne wala tha. Uske paas jaake hug kiya, kiss karne laga. Wo bhi respond karne lagi. Aaj uski body mein alag hi garmahat thi. Kurti utari toh andar red lace bra aur matching panty – jaise specially pehni ho.

Main usko bed pe lita ke upar chadh gaya, zor zor se kiss kar raha tha neck pe, boobs pe. Uske muh se halki halki siski nikal rahi thi – "Ahh... Asad... dheere..."

Mera lund already rock hard tha. Panty side karke maine andar ghusa diya. Aaj wo geeli bahut thi, ek hi dhakke mein poora andar chala gaya. Main zor zor se dhakke marne laga, jaise saara gussa aur excitement nikal raha ho.

Thodi der chodte hue, jab hum dono full josh mein the, Saba ne achanak meri aankhon mein dekha aur dheere se, lekin saaf awaaz mein poocha,

"Saba: Asad... agar main ye sab... matlab ye wild cheezein... kisi aur ke saath karun... dusre mard ke saath sex karun... tumhe bura nahi lagega na?"

Yaar... wo bolte waqt uski aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, jaise challenge kar rahi ho ya test kar rahi ho.

Main pehle toh hairani se ruk sa gaya, usko dekhta reh gaya. Dimag blank ho gaya ek second ke liye. Lekin saath hi andar se ek ajeeb sa josh ubal pada – wo hi fantasy jo main chhupa raha tha.

Mera lund uske andar aur tight ho gaya. Main bina kuch bole, gusse aur josh ke mix mein zor se dhakka maara aur gaali dete hue chodne laga,

"Asad: Saali... harami... aisa bol ke mujhe aur garam kar rahi hai... haan kar na... dikha mujhe... chodwa kisi se... kutiya..."

Main zor zor se dhakke mar raha tha, uske boobs daba raha tha, baal khinch raha tha. Saba bhi ab full siskiya le rahi thi – "Ahh... haan... zor se... fuck me..."

Usne mere kaan mein phir se bola..
"Saba: Sach mein... agar main kisi aur ka lund le lun... tum dekhoge na? Bura nahi manege?"

Bas itna sunte hi mera control khatam. Maine usko ulta kiya, doggy style mein ghusa diya aur jaise janwar bana pada tha – zor zor se thap thap ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

Do minute mein hi main jhad gaya, itna powerful orgasm kabhi nahi hua tha. Saba bhi saath mein hi jhad gayi, uska poora shareer kaanp raha tha.

Baad mein dono paseene se bheeg ke lete rahe, saansein tez. Wo mere seene pe sar rakh ke boli,
"Saba: Tumne jawab nahi diya abhi tak..."

Main bas muskuraya aur bola,
"Asad: Baby... jo tu chahe..."

Ab raat ka andhera tha, lekin lag raha tha jaise hamari life mein ek naya chapter shuru hone wala hai.

Doston, wo raat ke baad se Saba aur mera behaviour bilkul badal gaya tha. Bahar se normal pati-patni, lekin andar se ek current sa flow kar raha tha. Subah office jaate waqt kiss lambi ho gayi thi, raat ko sote waqt haath zyada ghumte the. Lekin asli khel shuru hua WhatsApp pe.

Ek dopahar office mein lunch break mein main akela cabin mein baitha tha. Dimag mein wo raat ka scene ghoom raha tha. Lund tight ho raha tha soch-soch ke. Maine Saba ko message kiya:

**Asad:** Baby... aaj office mein baithi-baithi tu yaad aa rahi hai... kal raat wala scene dimag se nahi ja raha

**Saba:** Kya yaad aa raha hai? Wo jo tum zor-zor se gaali de rahe the?

**Asad:** Haan wahi... aur wo jo tu pooch rahi thi... "kisi aur ke saath karun toh bura nahi lagega?" Wo sun ke mera lund aur hard ho gaya tha

**Saba:** Achha? Matlab tumhe sach mein pasand hai ye sab?

**Asad:** Baby... fantasy toh bahut time se thi... lekin tu bolegi toh real bhi try kar sakte hain na? Bas tu enjoy kare, main dekhun... soch kitna garam hoga

**Saba:** Asad! Tum pagal ho gaye ho? Main aisi nahi hoon...

**Asad:** Arre meri jaan, tu jo bhi karegi main pyar hi karunga aur zyada. Soch... koi handsome ladka... tu uske saath flirt kare... phir date pe jaaye... kiss kare... aur phir jo dil kare. Main side mein dekhun ya photos/videos maangun

**Saba:** Shut up Asad! Ye sab galat hai...

Lekin uske message ke baad typing dikha 2-3 baar, phir ruk gayi. Main aur excite ho gaya. Phir message kiya:

**Asad:** Baby seriously... tu try toh kar ek baar. Koi safe ladka... office ka colleague, gym trainer, ya gaon se koi purana dost. Bas thoda flirt kar ke dekh... agar pasand na aaye toh chod dena. Lekin agar maza aaye toh aage badhna. Main promise karta hoon jealous nahi hounga, balki aur pyar karunga tujhe.

**Saba:** Tumhe sach mein ye dekhna achha lagega? Main kisi aur ke saath...?

**Asad:** Haan baby... soch kitna wild hoga. Tu usko blowjob de rahi ho... wo tujhe chod raha ho zor zor se... aur tu mujhe live call pe dikha rahi ho ya record kar ke bhej rahi ho. Mera lund abhi bhi khada ho raha hai soch ke

**Saba:** Asad... tum kitne gande ho gaye ho. Pehle aisa nahi the.

**Asad:** Tu ne hi toh ye side nikala mera Ab tu bhi thoda naughty ban na... promise main tera har decision support karunga. Bas shuru kar ek chote step se... kisi ko smile de extra, thoda tease kar... phir dekh kya feel hota hai.

**Saba:** Hmm... sochti hoon. Lekin agar main seriously try karun toh? Tum pakka bura nahi manoge?

**Asad:** Pakka baby... balki main tujhe encourage karunga. Tu meri hot wife ban jaayegi Ab bata... dimag mein koi hai already?

**Saba:** Nahi... abhi nahi. Bas soch rahi hoon ki tum kitne desperate ho ye sab ke liye.

**Asad:** Desperate toh hoon... kyuki tujhe khush dekhna chahta hoon har tarah se. Ab jaldi decide kar na meri jaan... main wait kar raha hoon tere green signal ka

Wo message ke baad Saba online thi lekin reply nahi kiya. Bas ek winking emoji bheja aur phir offline ho gayi.

Office mein baaki dopahar kaam pe dhyan nahi laga. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi – dar bhi aur excitement bhi. Lag raha tha jaise Saba seriously soch rahi hai... ab bas dekhna ye fantasy kitni door tak jaati hai.


saba meri wife

Behad shandar likha hai aapne
Bas ye hot pics bich bich me add karte rahiye
Awesome

 

[Savi Malhotra]

Superb & fantastic update bro,
Keep it up bro,

 

[malikarman]

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.

So good update
Please hot photo bhi add kijiye
Situation ke hisab se

 

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