Incest Meri Bua

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Kishan ki zindagi uske 10 saal ki umar mein badal gayi thi. Uske maa-baap ek car accident mein chal base the. Uske baad se wo apni bua Divya ke saath rehne laga. Divya us waqt 25 saal ki thi, ab 34 ki ho chuki thi. Uske pati Ramesh railway mein TT the, aksar duty pe late aate the ya kabhi-kabhi raat bhar bahar rehte the.
Kishan ab 19 saal ka ho gaya tha. College mein first year mein tha. Ghar mein sirf woh aur Divya bua rehte the aksar. Ramesh uncle ka transfer local station pe ho gaya tha, lekin unka schedule ab bhi irregular tha.
Kishan ko Divya bua mein apni maa ki jhalak dikhti thi. Maa ki yaad aati to uske chehre pe wohi soft smile, wohi care dikhti. Divya bhi usse beta ki tarah pyar karti thi. Subah uthke uske liye breakfast banati, school/college ke liye tiffin pack karti, raat ko dinner ke baad usse baatein karti.
Divya ki figure attractive thi. Height 5'5", gora rang, long black hair jo aksar open rehte the. Boobs bade the, 36D size ke. Tight blouse ya kurti pehenti to unka shape clearly dikhta. Kishan ne notice kiya tha lekin kabhi uspe sochta nahi tha. Woh uski bua thi, maa jaisi.
Ek din college se late aaya Kishan. Ghar mein Divya kitchen mein thi. Usne light pink colour ka nighty pehna hua tha, jo knee length tha. Nighty ka material thin tha. Kitchen ke light mein uske body ka shape saaf dikh raha tha. Boobs ka heavy shape, waist slim, hips round.
Kishan ne bag rakhte hue kaha, "Bua, main aa gaya."
Divya ne mudke dekha. "Arre beta, itni late? Khana garam karke rakha hai. Haath muh dho ke aa."
Kishan bathroom gaya. Mirror mein apna chehra dekha. Uske dil mein ek ajeeb si feeling aa rahi thi. Divya bua ke nighty mein jo dikha, usse uske mann mein kuch disturb ho gaya. Woh sochne laga, "Maa bhi aise hi soft aur caring thi... lekin bua ke body..."
Dinner ke time table pe baithe. Divya ne uske plate mein roti-sabzi lagayi. Uske baithne ka tarika aisa tha ki nighty ka neck thoda open ho gaya. Cleavage clearly dikh raha tha. Soft, heavy, white skin.
Kishan ne nazar hata li. "Bua, aaj college mein project tha, isliye late ho gaya."
"Koi baat nahi beta. Tumhara khayal rakhna meri zimmedari hai. Maa-baap nahi hain to main hi hoon na tumhari." Divya ne pyar se uske sir pe haath ferte hue kaha.
Uske haath ka touch soft tha. Kishan ko lagta tha jaise maa hi uske sir pe haath rakh rahi ho. Uske aankhon mein pani aa gaya.
"Bua... aap bilkul maa jaisi ho," usne dheere se kaha.
Divya muskurayi. "Beta, tum bhi mere bete jaisa ho. Ramesh ke saath mera koi bachcha nahi hua... tum hi mera sab kuch ho."
Raat ko soate time Kishan soch raha tha. Divya bua uske liye sab kuch thi. Care, pyar, protection. Lekin aaj uske body ko dekhke jo feeling aayi, woh nayi thi. Guilt bhi tha. "Yeh galat soch hai... woh meri bua hai."
Agle kuch din normal guzre. Ramesh uncle 2-3 din ke tour pe chale gaye. Ghar mein sirf do log.
Ek shaam Kishan room mein padh raha tha. Divya bathroom se nikal ke aayi. Usne towel wrap kiya hua tha. Hair wet the. Towel chest pe tight tha, lekin upar se thoda low tha. Water drops uske shoulders se chest ki taraf ja rahe the.
Kishan ne nazar utha ke dekha. Divya ne notice kiya lekin kuch nahi kaha. "Beta, paani garam hai. Agar nahaana ho to naha lo."
"Nahi bua, baad mein," Kishan ne jawab diya, aankhein book pe jama ke.
Divya apne room chali gayi. Kishan ka dil tez dhadak raha tha. Uske dimag mein woh image ghum rahi thi. Soft skin, wet hair, towel ke neeche heavy breasts ka shape.
Us raat Kishan so nahi paya. Usne socha, "Main kya kar raha hoon? Yeh meri bua hai... jo meri maa jaisi hai."
Agle din subah Divya kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Usne simple cotton ka maxi pehna hua tha. Maxi ka material body se chipka hua tha. Kishan ne peeche se dekha. Divya ke hips round the, waist thin. Jab woh jhuki to maxi tight ho gaya.
"Chai le lo beta," Divya ne kaha.
Kishan ne cup liya. Unke haath touch hue. Divya ke haath soft aur warm the.
"Bua, aaj aap free ho?" Kishan ne poocha.
"Haan beta. Ramesh bhaiya 4 din baad aayenge. Kuch kaam hai kya?"
"Kuch nahi... bas baat karni thi."
Shaam ko dono baith ke TV dekh rahe the. Divya sofa pe, Kishan uske bagal mein. Divya ne ek soft saree pehni thi, blouse tight tha. Blouse ke buttons thode tight the, cleavage deep dikh raha tha.
TV pe koi serial chal raha tha. Beech mein commercial aaya.
Kishan ne dheere se kaha, "Bua... mujhe aapke saath rehke kabhi loneliness nahi feel hui. Aapne meri maa ki kami poori kar di."
Divya ne uski taraf dekha. Aankhon mein pyar tha. "Beta, tumhare liye main kuch bhi kar sakti hoon. Tum mere parivar ho."
Usne Kishan ke kandhe pe haath rakha. Haath dheere se uske baazu pe slide hua.
Kishan ka body thoda tight ho gaya. Divya ka touch uske liye ab sirf motherly nahi lag raha tha.
Us raat jab Divya so gayi, Kishan apne room mein leta raha. Uske dimag mein Divya ke images aa rahe the. Uske soft smile, uske care, uske body ka shape. Usne apne aapko control karne ki koshish ki. "Nahi... yeh galat hai. Woh meri bua hai. Maa jaisi."
Agle din Kishan college se jaldi aa gaya. Ghar mein Divya nahi thi. Note pada tha, "Beta, market gayi hoon. 1 ghante mein aaungi."
Kishan ghar mein akele tha. Usne Divya ke room ka darwaza dekha. Thodi der sochne ke baad usne andar jaake dekha. Cupboard open tha. Ek drawer mein uske undergarments the. Bras, panties.
Kishan ne ek black bra uthaya. Size 36D. Cup deep the. Usne socha, "Itne bade..." Phir usne bra wapas rakh diya. Guilt feel hua. "Main kya kar raha hoon?"
Jab Divya aayi to Kishan normal behave kar raha tha. Lekin uske mann mein ab kuch badal chuka tha.
Shaam ko Divya ne kaha, "Beta, aaj ghar pe hi dinner banati hoon. Tumhe kya pasand hai?"
"Jo aap banao bua."
Kitchen mein Divya kaam kar rahi thi. Usne salwar-kameez pehna hua tha. Kameez ka back open tha thoda. Kishan peeche se dekh raha tha. Uske long hair, soft neck, aur body ka curve.
"Bua, main madad karun?" Kishan ne aake kaha.
"Haan beta, sabzi kaat do."
Dono saath kaam kar rahe the. Divya jab aage jhukti to uske boobs ka weight clearly feel hota tha blouse mein. Kishan ne ek baar nazar daali, phir hata li.
Dinner ke baad dono baith ke baatein kar rahe the.
Divya ne kaha, "Kishan, tum bade ho gaye ho. Kabhi-kabhi sochti hoon ki tumhe ab apna personal space chahiye hoga. Lekin main tumhe akela nahi chhod sakti."
"Bua, main aapke bina nahi reh sakta. Aap meri duniya ho."
Divya ki aankhein soft ho gayi. Usne Kishan ko gale laga liya. Hug tight tha. Uske soft breasts Kishan ke chest se dabaaye hue the. Soft, warm, heavy.
Kishan ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Usne bhi Divya ko hug kiya. Uske haath uski back pe the. Soft fabric, warm body.
Hug thodi der chala. Phir Divya ne alag kiya. "Achha beta, ab so jao. Kal college hai."
Kishan apne room gaya. Us raat usne pehli baar Divya ke bare mein sochte hue khud se deal kiya. Guilt ke saath. "Yeh galat hai... lekin main rok nahi pa raha."
Agle din Ramesh uncle ka phone aaya. Unka tour 2 din aur extend ho gaya.
Ghar mein atmosphere thoda alag ho gaya. Divya aur Kishan zyada time saath bitane lage.
Ek dopahar Divya so rahi thi. Kishan ghar aa gaya. Usne dekha Divya bed pe leti hui thi. Dupatta side mein tha. Blouse thoda upar ho gaya tha, pet dikh raha tha. Soft, smooth skin. Bra ka strap shoulder pe visible tha.
Kishan door pe khada raha. Usne dheere se andar dekha. Divya ki saans dheemi thi. Uske breasts up-down ho rahe the breathing ke saath.
Kishan ne apne aapko control kiya aur door band karke chala gaya.
Shaam ko Divya ne kaha, "Beta, aaj main thodi tired feel kar rahi hoon. Tum massage kar doge kya? Meri peeth dard kar rahi hai."
Kishan thoda shocked hua. "Haan bua... kar dunga."
Divya bed pe let gayi, pet ke bal. Usne blouse ke buttons khol diye the peeche se, lekin completely nahi. Strap visible the.
Kishan ne oil liya. Uske haath Divya ki peeth pe lage. Soft skin. Usne dheere-dheere massage shuru kiya. Shoulders, upper back, lower back.
Jab uske haath lower back pe gaye to Divya ne soft moan kiya. "Haan beta... wahan dard hai."
Kishan ke haath thode neeche gaye. Divya ke hips ke upar. Soft flesh.
Divya ne kaha, "Bas itna kaafi hai beta. Ab main theek hoon."
Kishan ne haath hata liye. Uske haath kaamp rahe the.
Us raat dono late tak baatein karte rahe. Divya ne apne past ke bare mein bataya. Kaise uska marriage hua, kaise bachcha nahi hua, kaise Kishan uske liye sab kuch ban gaya.
Kishan ne kaha, "Bua, main aapko kabhi disappoint nahi karunga. Aap meri maa ho... aur kuch zyada bhi."
Divya ne uski aankhon mein dekha. "Zyada?"
Kishan chup raha. Usne kuch nahi kaha.
Agle din subah Kishan uthke bathroom gaya. Wahan Divya pehle se thi. Door thoda open tha. Usne andar jhaanka.
Divya nahi rahi thi. Mirror ke saamne khadi thi, towel se body poch rahi thi. Uske naked back dikh rahi thi. Round hips, soft thighs. Jab usne towel upar uthaya to side se uske breast ka heavy shape dikha.
Kishan ne turant door band kar diya. Uske saans tez ho gayi.
Baad mein Divya ne normal behave kiya. "Beta, subah jaldi uth gaye?"
"Haan bua."
Din bhar Kishan disturb raha. College mein bhi uska dhyaan nahi lag raha tha. Uske dimag mein sirf Divya thi.
Shaam ko ghar aaya to Divya kitchen mein nahi thi. Uske room se soft music aa raha tha.
Kishan ne knock kiya. "Bua?"
"Aao beta."
Divya bed pe baithi thi. Usne light nighty pehni thi. Nighty ka neck deep tha. Boobs almost half dikh rahe the. Soft cleavage, deep line.
Kishan door pe ruka.
"Andar aao. Baitho," Divya ne kaha.
Kishan bed ke kinare baith gaya.
Divya ne kaha, "Kishan... main notice kar rahi hoon. Tum mujhe alag nazar se dekh rahe ho."
Kishan ka chehra laal ho gaya. "Bua... main..."
"Chup raho. Main bhi aurat hoon. Main samajh sakti hoon." Divya ne dheere se kaha. "Tumhare aankhon mein jo dekh rahi hoon... woh sirf beta wala pyar nahi hai."
Kishan ne nazar neeche ki. "Mujhe maaf karna bua. Main galat soch raha hoon. Aap meri maa jaisi ho."
Divya ne uska chehra uthaya. "Beta, main tumhari maa nahi hoon. Main tumhari bua hoon. Lekin main tumhare liye sab kuch hoon. Aur tum mere liye.

 

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Kishan bed ke kinare baitha raha. Divya ki aankhon mein jo baat thi, usse uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne nazar neeche ki aur dheere se bola, “Bua… main galat soch raha hoon shayad. Aap meri maa jaisi ho. Main aapko respect karta hoon.”
Divya ne uska chehra dheere se uthaya. Uske soft ungliyan Kishan ke chin pe theen. “Beta, main samajh sakti hoon. Tum bade ho gaye ho. Body bhi badal rahi hai, soch bhi. Main tumhari bua hoon, lekin main andhi nahi hoon. Jo tumhari aankhon mein dekh rahi hoon… woh sirf beta wala pyar nahi hai.Kishan ne bas sir hilaya. Us raat dono alag-alag soye. Lekin Kishan ki neend udd chuki thi. Uske dimag mein Divya ki soft smile, uske bade doodh ka shape, uske wet towel wali body… sab ghum raha tha.
Agle din subah Ramesh uncle ka phone aaya. Unka tour ek din aur extend ho gaya. Ghar mein phir se sirf do log.
Dopahar ke time Divya ne kaha, “Beta, main nahaane ja rahi hoon. Tum apna kaam karo. Bathroom ka door thoda khula reh sakta hai, fan chala dena thodi hawa ke liye.”
Kishan ne “Haan bua” kaha, lekin uska dil zor se dhadakne laga.
Divya apne room se towel leke bathroom gayi. Usne light blue colour ka soft towel liya tha. Bathroom ka door usne completely band nahi kiya. Thoda sa gap chhod diya, jaise hawa aane ke liye.
Kishan apne room mein baitha tha, lekin 5 minute baad usse control nahi hua. Woh dheere-dheere corridor se hota hua bathroom ke paas aa gaya. Door ke gap se andar jhaanka.
Divya nangi khadi thi. Usne shower on kiya hua tha. Garam paani uske long black hair se hota hua uske body pe gir raha tha. Paani ke drops uske smooth, gori skin pe chipak rahe the.
Kishan ki saans ruk si gayi.
Divya ke boobs bilkul free the. 36D ke bade, bhaari, soft doodh. Shower ke neeche woh thoda aage jhuki hui thi, isliye uske doodh neeche ki taraf latak rahe the. Heavy weight ki wajah se unka shape round aur full dikh raha tha. Nipples thode dark pink the, paani se geele ho chuke the. Jab woh haath upar uthake baal dho rahi thi, to uske doodh thoda hil rahe the – left-right, soft jiggle ke saath.
Paani uske cleavage se hota hua neeche pet pe, phir naabhi se hota hua uske thighs pe gir raha tha. Uske hips round the, soft thighs ek doosre se chipke hue. Jab woh thoda mudti to uske doodh ka side view aur clear ho jaata – pure white, soft, aur itne bade ki ek haath mein poora nahi aa sakta tha.
Kishan ka lund turant hard ho gaya. Usne apne pant ka button khola aur zip neeche ki. Apna mota, tight lund bahar nikaala. Woh pehle se hi pre-cum se geela ho chuka tha.
Woh chupke se khada raha aur apne lund pe haath ferne laga. Dheere-dheere, upar-neeche. Uske aankhein Divya ke doodh pe jami hui thin.
Divya ne ab soap liya. Usne dono haathon mein foam banayi aur apne bade doodh pe lagane lagi. Uske soft haath uske heavy breasts ko dabate hue, ghumate hue soap laga rahe the. Jab woh apne nipples ko touch karti to thoda sa soft saans nikal jaati thi uske muh se. Foam uske cleavage mein jam gaya tha. Paani usse dho raha tha, lekin phir se uske doodh pure white aur shiny ho jaate the.Kishan ka haath tez ho gaya. Woh apne lund ko zor se pakad ke hilane laga. Uske dimag mein sirf ek hi baat thi – “Itne bade… itne soft… main inhe choo sakta… suck kar sakta…”
Divya ne ab apna body ghumaya. Ab uska peecha Kishan ki taraf tha. Uske round gaand ka shape clear dikh raha tha. Paani uske back se hota hua uske hips pe gir raha tha. Phir woh phir se aage mudi. Ab seedha uske doodh Kishan ke saamne the. Shower ke neeche woh thoda jhuki aur apne baal peeche kiye. Uske heavy breasts neeche ki taraf latak ke hil rahe the. Paani unke upar se stream ban ke gir raha tha.
Kishan ki saans tez ho gayi. Usne apne lund ko aur tez hilaya. Uske haath mein pre-cum geela geela feel ho raha tha. Woh almost edge pe tha.
Tabhi Divya ne dheere se aawaz di, door ke gap se jaise usse pata ho, “Beta… paani thoda garam ho gaya hai kya? Bahar se check karna.”
Kishan ka haath ruk gaya. Usne jaldi se apna lund pant mein daala lekin completely soft nahi hua tha. Woh thoda door se door hat ke bola, “Haan bua… theek hai. Main check kar leta hoon.”
Divya ne soft hasi ki. “Tum bahar hi raho. Main ab nikal rahi hoon. Towel leke aana.”
Kishan ne uska towel uthaya jo bahar rakha tha. Uske haath kaamp rahe the. Jab Divya ne door thoda aur khola to usne sirf towel se body cover kiya hua tha. Hair pure wet the. Towel uske heavy doodh ke upar se just cover kar raha tha. Upar se cleavage deep dikh raha tha – soft, white, paani ke drops abhi bhi chipke hue.
Kishan ne towel diya. Unke haath touch hue.
Divya ne uski aankhon mein dekha aur double meaning mein boli, “Beta, aaj paani mein nahaake body bilkul halki feel ho rahi hai… jaise koi bhaari bojh utar gaya ho. Tumhe bhi kabhi aisa feel hota hai na? Jab andar ka tension nikal jaaye…”
Kishan samajh gaya. Usne bas “Haan bua” kaha.
Divya room ki taraf jaate hue phir boli, “Aaj shaam ko baith ke baat karte hain. Main tumhe bataungi ki aurat ka body kab halka feel karta hai… aur kab bhaari.”
Uske jaane ke baad Kishan phir se bathroom ke paas gaya. Usne door band kiya aur andar jaake apne lund ko phir se nikaala. Ab woh free tha. Usne Divya ke geele body ki image yaad karke zor zor se muth maari. Uske dimag mein uske bade doodh hil rahe the, soap lagate hue, paani girte hue, nipples tight…
Kuch hi der mein usne zor se jhad diya. Cum uske haath pe, floor pe gir gaya. Usne saans lete hue socha, “Abhi nahi… abhi sirf dekhna hai. Dheere-dheere…”
Shaam ko dono baith ke chai pi rahe the. Divya ne simple cotton ka maxi pehna tha. Maxi ka neck thoda deep tha. Uske doodh ka upper curve clearly dikh raha tha.
Usne dheere se kaha, “Beta, aaj subah nahaate time mujhe laga tum bahar khade ho. Kuch chahiye tha kya?”
Kishan ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya. “Nahi bua… bas paani check kar raha tha.”
Divya muskurayi. Usne apna cup neeche rakha aur thoda aage jhuki. Uske heavy doodh maxi ke andar se thoda aur press ho ke dikhne lage. “Paani check karte-karte agar kuch aur bhi check kar liya ho… to koi baat nahi. Jawani ka josh hota hai. Main samajhti hoon.”
Phir usne soft voice mein double meaning baat ki, “Kabhi-kabhi aurat ka doodh bhi paani ki tarah tarasta hai… garam paani se nahi, kisi aur cheez se.Raat ko soate time Divya ne uske room ke darwaze pe aake kaha, “Beta, agar raat mein neend na aaye to mere paas aa jaana. Baatein kar lenge. Sirf baatein.”
Uske jaane ke baad Kishan andhere mein leta raha. Uske dimag mein subah wala scene ghum raha tha – Divya ke bade, soft, paani se geele doodh, unka jiggle, unka weight, unka shape…
Usne phir se apna lund nikaala aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Is baar woh soch raha tha ki agli baar jab Divya nahaaye to woh aur close se dekhega… aur shayad is baar thoda aur der tak.Agle din subah Kishan utha to ghar mein thodi alag si activity thi. Divya kitchen mein nashta bana rahi thi. Usne simple salwar-kameez pehna tha, lekin uske heavy 36D doodh blouse ke andar clearly shape de rahe the. Kishan ne unhe dekhte hue socha – “Main inhe chusna chahta hoon… soft, garam, apne muh mein lena chahta hoon… aur apna lund bua ke garam muh mein dena chahta hoon.” Lekin abhi woh sirf dekh sakta tha. Haath nahi laga sakta tha.
Tabhi darwaze ki ghanti baji. Ramesh uncle aa gaye the. Unka tour khatam ho chuka tha.
“Arre Divya, main aa gaya!” Ramesh ki aawaz aayi.
Divya ne muskurake unhe receive kiya. “Aao ji, thak gaye hoge. Chai garam hai.”
Kishan ne normal tarike se pranam kiya. “Namaste uncle.”
Sab normal tha. Ramesh uncle ne Kishan se college ke bare mein poocha, Divya ne unke liye special nashta banaya. Din bhar ghar mein routine chalta raha. Ramesh thakavat ki wajah se dopahar ko so gaye. Shaam ko TV dekha, dinner kiya. Kishan apne room mein chala gaya padhne ke bahane.
Raat ke 11 baj rahe the. Kishan apne bed pe leta hua tha. Divya aur Ramesh ka room bilkul uske bagal wala tha. Deewar thin thi. Agar koi tez aawaz hoti to clear sunayi deti.
Kuch der baad Kishan ko bed ke creak ki aawaz aayi. Phir soft baatein.
Ramesh ki low voice: “Itne din baad aaya hoon Divya… aaj pura time hai.”
Divya ki soft aawaz: “Ji… main bhi taras gayi thi.”
Kishan ne saans rok li. Woh bilkul chup chap leta raha aur sunne laga.
Pehle kissing ki aawaz aayi – geeli, suck karne wali. Phir kapdon ke khulne ki soft sound.
Ramesh bola, “Aaj pehle doodh pioonga. Kitne din se nahi chushe.”
Divya ki soft “Ahhh…” nikli jab Ramesh ne uske blouse ke buttons khole aur bra ka hook khola. Uske heavy 36D breasts free ho gaye. Ramesh ne dono haathon se unhe pakda aur dabaya.
“Itne bade aur soft… jaise pehle din.” Ramesh ne ek doodh ko muh mein liya aur zor se chusne laga. Suck ki geeli aawaz clear aa rahi thi – “Slurp… suck… mmm…”
Divya ki aawaz mein pehli clear moan aayi, “Ahhh… dheere… nipples ko itna mat kaato… ahhh haan… aur chuso…”
Ramesh doosre doodh pe shift ho gaya. Woh unhe dabate hue, nipples ko daanton se halka kaatte hue, pura areola muh mein leke chus raha tha. Divya ke doodh itne bade the ki Ramesh ke haath mein pure nahi aa rahe the. Woh unhe upar uthata, neeche dabata, aur beech-beech mein unke beech wale cleavage ko bhi chaat’ta.
Divya ki aawazen ab tez ho rahi thin, “Ahhh… Ramesh… mere doodh itne sensitive ho gaye hain… ahhh haan… zor se chuso… ahhh…”
Kishan apne room mein sun raha tha. Uske lund ne turant react kiya. Usne dheere se pant kholi aur apna hard lund bahar nikaala. Woh chupke se hilane laga jabki deewar ke us paar uski bua ke doodh chuse ja rahe the.
Thodi der baad Ramesh ne kaha, “Ab mera lund chuso. Itne din baad teri soft zubaan chahiye.”
Divya bed se utar ke zameen pe baith gayi. Ramesh bed ke kinare aa gaya. Uske pant aur underwear neeche the. Mota, dark lund bilkul khada tha.
Divya ne pehle uske balls ko haath se sahlaaya, phir jeebh se tip pe chaata. Phir dheere se pura head muh mein liya.
“Slurp… ghk… mmm…” Suck ki aawazen clear aa rahi thin.
Ramesh ne uske baal pakad liye, “Haan… aise… pura andar le… gale tak…”
Divya ne deep throat try kiya. Uske muh se geeli aawaz nikal rahi thi – “Ghk… ghk… slurp…” Kabhi-kabhi woh lund bahar nikaal ke jeebh se neeche se upar tak chaatti, phir phir se muh mein le leti. Uske soft haath lund ke neeche wale hisse ko hilate rehte the.
Ramesh ki saans tez ho gayi, “Teri chutiyapa muh… itna garam… aaj pura cum isme nahi dalunga, pehle chut mein lunga.”
Divya ne kuch der aur chusa, phir lund ko muh se nikaal ke boli, “Ab andar aao… meri chut taras rahi hai.”
Ramesh ne usse bed pe litaya. Divya ke pair failaye. Usne apni ungli se uski chut check ki – bilkul geeli thi.
“Kitni gili ho gayi hai sirf doodh chusne se.”
Phir usne apna lund uski chut ke muhane pe rakha aur ek jhatke mein andar daal diya.
Divya ki lambi, tez moan nikal gayi – “Ahhh… ahhhh… itna deep… ahhh Ramesh… dheere…”
Lekin Ramesh dheere nahi tha. Woh zor zor se dhakke maarne laga. Bed ki creak tez ho gayi. Thap-thap ki aawaz, balls ke uski gaand se takrane ki aawaz.
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… aur zor se… ahhh mere doodh dabaao…” Divya chillane lagi.
Ramesh ne aage jhuk ke uske heavy breasts ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur dabate hue chodne laga. Kabhi nipples ko mrodt’a, kabhi unhe muh mein leke chusta jabki neeche se lund andar-bahar ho raha tha.
Position change hua. Ramesh ne Divya ko doggy bana diya. Uske heavy doodh neeche ki taraf latak rahe the aur har dhakke ke saath hil rahe the. Ramesh peeche se pakad ke zor zor se pel raha tha.
“Ahhh… ahhh… itna gehra… ahhh bas… meri chut fad mat dena… ahhh haan wahi… ahhh!”
Divya ki aawazen ab full volume mein thin. Kishan ke room mein bilkul clear aa rahi thin. Har “Ahhh” pe Kishan ka haath apne lund pe tez ho jaata tha. Woh soch raha tha – “Yeh meri bua ki aawaz hai… uske doodh abhi chuse ja rahe hain… uski chut mein lund ja raha hai… aur main yahan sirf sun sakta hoon.”
Ramesh ne phir usse upar bitha diya (cowgirl). Divya uske lund pe baith ke khud hilne lagi. Uske bade doodh uske face ke bilkul saamne the. Ramesh unhe muh mein leke chusne laga jabki Divya upar-neeche bounce kar rahi thi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… mere doodh kha jao… ahhh haan… aur deep… ahhh main aa rahi hoon… ahhhhhh!”
Divya ki body kaampi. Usne climax kar liya. Uske baad bhi Ramesh ne usse neeche litaya aur kuch aur der tak tez dhakke maarte rahe. Aakhir mein usne zor se bola, “Andar… pura andar…” aur jhad gaya.
Divya ki last moans – “Ahhh… garam… andar feel ho raha hai… ahhh…”
Thodi der dono saans lete rahe. Phir soft baatein, kissing. Kapde pehenne ki aawaz. Phir silence.
Kishan apne room mein ab bhi apna lund hilaye hue tha. Usne Divya ki har aawaz yaad karke, uske doodh chusne ka scene imagine karke, uske muh mein lund jaane ka scene soch ke zor se jhad diya. Cum uske pet pe, haath pe fail gaya.
Woh andhere mein leta raha. Dimag mein sirf ek baat ghum rahi thi – “Kal bua nahaayegi… ya akeli hogi… tab main phir se dekhunga. Abhi sirf dekhna hai… lekin main unke doodh chusna chahta hoon… aur apna lund unke muh mein dena chahta hoon.”
Ghar mein sab normal tha. Ramesh so gaya tha. Divya bhi. Aur deewar ke us paar Kishan… abhi ke liye sirf sunne aur dekhne tak seemit tha.

 

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Subah ke 6:30 ho rahe the. Bahar sardi thi, January ke din. Kamre mein halki thand thi isliye dono ne blanket bhi nahi daali thi poori tarah. Deewar thin hone ki wajah se har aawaz clear aa rahi thi.
Kishan ki neend Divya ki pehli lambi moan se khuli –
“Aaahhh… ahhhh… Ramesh… subah subah…”
Kishan ki aankhein khul gayin. Usne turant samajh liya. Bagal wale room mein phir se shuru ho gaya tha. Usne chupke se blanket hataayi, pant ke andar haath daala aur apna pehle se hi soft lund nikaal liya. Woh dheere-dheere hilane laga aur poora dhyaan deewar ke us paar laga diya.
Ramesh ki gandi aawaz aayi, “Raat ko pura nahi hua tha kya? Subah uthte hi teri chut phir se geeli ho gayi. Batade, raat bhar sapne mein kiska lund le rahi thi?”
Divya ki saans phooli hui aawaz, “Ahhh… tere hi… bas tere… ahhh dheere… abhi body soyi hui hai…”
Ramesh ne uske nighty ko upar tak fold kar diya. Uske heavy 36D doodh free ho gaye. Sardi ki wajah se nipples pehle se tight aur khade the. Ramesh ne dono haathon se unhe zor se dabaya.
“Saali ke itne bade doodh… subah subah inhe ragad ke laal kar dunga.” Usne ek doodh ko muh mein liya aur zor se chusne laga. Daant se nipple ko halka kaata, jeebh se ghumaya, phir pura areola muh mein leke suck kiya.
“Slurp… mmm… suck…”
Divya ki aawaz tez ho gayi, “Aaahhh… ahhh haan… zor se chuso… mere doodh peechhle raat se taras rahe the… ahhh doosra bhi… dono ek saath…”
Ramesh ne doosre doodh ko bhi haath se dabate hue chusna shuru kiya. Kabhi left, kabhi right. Kabhi dono ko ek saath press karke unke beech wale soft cleavage ko chaat’ta. Divya ke doodh itne soft aur bhaari the ki Ramesh ke haath unhe pure time dabaate rehte the. Har dabaav pe Divya ki body hilti thi.
“Teri yeh badi badi gaay ke doodh… kitna doodh nikalta hoga inme? Kabhi toh nikaal ke peena chahiye,” Ramesh ne gandi baat ki.
Divya hasi ke saath boli, “Ahhh… nikalwa lena… pehle is lund ko meri chut mein daal… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne uske pair failaye. Usne do ungliyan uski chut mein daal di. “Dekh… subah subah itni gili. Raat ka cum abhi bhi andar hoga.”
Woh ungliyan andar-bahar karte hue uske clit ko bhi anguthe se ragadne laga. Divya ki kamar uthne lagi.
“Aaahhh… ahhh bas… ab lund daal… please…”
Ramesh ne apna mota, dark lund uski chut ke muhane pe rakha. Sirf head se ragda, phir ek jhatke mein pura andar tak ghusaa diya.
Divya ki lambi, tez chillahut nikal gayi –
“Aaaaaahhhh… ahhhhh… itna deep… ahhh Ramesh… meri chut fad di… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne rukna nahi. Woh seedha missionary mein zor zor se dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakka full power ka tha. Balls uski gaand se takra rahe the – thap thap thap.
“Saali randi… kitni tight hai abhi bhi… itne saal se chod raha hoon phir bhi… ahhh teri chut meri fav hai…”
Divya ke dono haath uske peeth pe the, nails gaad rahi thi. “Ahhh… haan bol… aur gandi bol… ahhh main teri randi hoon… ahhh zor se pel… ahhh mere doodh daba…”
Ramesh ne aage jhuk ke uske heavy breasts ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur unhe face pe ragadne laga. Kabhi muh mein leke chusta, kabhi nipples ko daanton se kheenchta. Neeche se lund bina rukke andar-bahar ho raha tha.
“Tere yeh doodh… main inhe chus chus ke sookha dunga… ahhh saali… teri chut kitni garam hai subah subah…”
Position change hua. Ramesh ne Divya ko ulat diya. Doggy style. Divya ke pair failaye, gaand upar ki. Uske heavy doodh neeche mattress pe dabe hue the aur har dhakke ke saath hil-hil ke side se nikal rahe the.
Ramesh ne peeche se dono haath aage le jake uske doodh pakad liye aur unhe dabate hue zor zor se pelne laga.
“Ahhh… ahhh… itna gehra… ahhh bas… ahhh meri gaand bhi thapad… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne ek haath se uski gaand pe zor ka thappad maara. “Thap!” Phir doosra. Divya ki moan aur tez ho gayi.
“Aaahhh… haan… aur maaro… ahhh main teri kuttiya hoon… ahhh pelte raho…”
Kishan apne room mein sun raha tha. Har “Aaahhh” pe uska haath apne lund pe tez ho jaata tha. Woh soch raha tha – “Bua ke doodh abhi dabe ja rahe hain… unki chut mein lund ja raha hai… unki aawaz… main bhi chusna chahta hoon… main bhi unke muh mein dena chahta hoon…” Usne pre-cum se apna lund geela kar liya aur tez muth maarne laga.
Ramesh ne phir position badli. Usne Divya ko apne upar bitha diya. Cowgirl. Divya uske lund pe baith ke khud bounce karne lagi. Uske bade doodh Ramesh ke face ke bilkul saamne the. Ramesh unhe muh mein leke, dono taraf se dabate hue chusne laga.
“Slurp… suck… mmm… teri yeh doodh meri jaan hain… ahhh upar-neeche tezi se…”
Divya ki aawaz ab almost chillahut ban chuki thi, “Aaahhh… ahhhh… main aa rahi hoon… ahhh Ramesh… zor se… ahhh meri chut mein ghumaa… ahhhhhh!”
Usne climax kar liya. Body kaampi, chut ne lund ko tightly pakad liya. Ramesh ne usse neeche litaya aur ab pure power se final dhakke maarne laga.
“Ab andar… pura cum teri chut mein… saali… le… le… ahhh…”
Usne zor se jhad diya. Garam cum streams mein uski chut mein jaata raha. Divya ki last moans –
“Aaahhh… garam… feel ho raha hai… ahhh itna saara… ahhh…”
Dono saans lete hue lette rahe. Ramesh ne ab bhi uske doodh ko haath se sahlaate hue kaha, “Shaam ko phir se lunga. Aaj full day off hai.”
Divya ne thaki hui aawaz mein kaha, “Haan… le lena… abhi thoda soone de…”
Kishan ne unki last baatein suni. Usne apne lund ko aur tez hilaya. Divya ki har “Aaahhh”, uske doodh chusne ki aawaz, uski gandi baatein… sab yaad karke usne bhi zor se jhad diya. Cum uske haath pe, pet pe, bedsheet pe fail gaya.
Woh andhere mein (abhi thodi subah ki roshni aa rahi thi) leta raha. Saans tez thi. Dimag mein sirf ek hi baat thi – “Bua ki yeh aawazen… main bhi unhe aise hi chilata dekhna chahta hoon… unke doodh apne muh mein lena chahta hoon… unke muh mein apna lund dena chahta hoon. Abhi sirf sun sakta hoon… lekin der nahi lagegi.”
Bahar sardi thi. Ghar mein ab dheemi saansen thi. Aur Kishan… apne cum se geele haath ke saath, agle mauke ka intezaar kar raha tha.

 

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Are bhai kahani toh acchi lik rahe ho par Ramesh toh Bua ka pati hai usko bahiya kyun bana diya....edit kar sakte ho to kardo

 

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Subah 9 baj chuke the. Sardi ki wajah se ghar mein thodi thand thi. Divya aakhirkaar bed se uthi. Raat aur subah ki lambi chudai ke baad uska body thaka hua tha. Usne halka sa pink colour ka nighty pehna tha – patla material, knee length. Neeche se bra nahi pehni thi, isliye uske heavy 36D doodh nighty ke andar freely hil rahe the. Nipples thode tight the sardi ki wajah se aur fabric se chipke hue clearly dikh rahe the.
Woh kitchen mein gayi nashta banane. Gas on kiya, aata goondhne lagi, chai ke liye paani chadhaya.
Thodi der baad Ramesh bhi uth aaya. Usne sirf lower pehna tha, upper body nanga. Uske peeche-peeche Kishan bhi aa gaya. Kishan ne normal t-shirt aur track pant pehen rakhi thi. Woh seedha dining table pe jaake baith gaya, jaise roz baithta hai. Uske saamne se poora kitchen clear dikh raha tha.
Ramesh seedha kitchen mein ghusa. Divya gas pe khadi thi, peeth uski taraf. Ramesh ne peeche se jaake uski kamar mein dono haath daal diye aur tight hug kar liya.
“Subah subah itni sexy lag rahi ho,” Ramesh ne uske kaan ke paas soft lekin gandi aawaz mein kaha. Uske haath aage badhe aur nighty ke upar se hi uske heavy doodh ko pakad liya. Dono haathon se dabaya, thoda upar uthaya, phir nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya.
Divya ne turant uske haath hataane ki koshish ki, “Ramesh… mat karo… Kishan baitha hai… sharam aati hai… chhod do.”
Lekin Ramesh ne nahi chhoda. Ulta uske doodh ko aur zor se dabane laga. “Kya sharam? Woh bhi mard hai, dekh lega. Tere itne bade doodh raat bhar chuse, subah bhi toh haath lagane de.”
Usne nighty ke upar se hi uske left doodh ko pakad ke gol-gol ghumaya, phir right ko. Nighty ka thin material uske soft flesh se chipak gaya. Nipples ab clearly khade ho gaye the.
Divya ne phir se mana kiya, aawaz mein thodi ghabrahat thi, “Bas karo na… nashta banane do… Kishan dekh raha hai… please…”
Ramesh hasa. Usne ek haath se uske doodh dabaye rakhe aur doosre haath se nighty ko peeche se upar uthaya. Uske nange soft gaand pe haath ferne laga. “Dekh kitni soft hai abhi bhi. Raat ko itna pela phir bhi.”
Kishan dining table pe baitha hua dekh raha tha. Uske lund ne pehle hi react kar liya tha. Woh chup chap baitha raha, jaise kuch normal ho. Lekin uski aankhein Divya ke doodh aur Ramesh ke haathon pe jami hui thin.
Ramesh ne ab Divya ko thoda ghumaya. Usse gas se hatake counter ki taraf kiya. Usne nighty ka upper hissa neeche khheench diya. Dono heavy breasts bahar aa gaye. Soft, white, thodi si raat ki redness abhi bhi nipples ke around thi.
“Bas… ab dekhne de isko bhi,” Ramesh ne kaha aur dono doodh ko haath mein leke Kishan ki taraf thoda sa push kiya, jaise dikha raha ho.
Divya ki aankhein badi ho gayin. Woh jaldi se nighty upar kheenchne lagi, “Ramesh! Paagal ho gaye ho kya? Yeh kya kar rahe ho? Kishan ke saamne… sharam nahi aati?”
Ramesh ne uske haath pakad liye. “Sharam kis baat ki? Ghar ka hi hai. Tere doodh toh itne bade hain ki chhupte nahi. Dekh kaise latak rahe hain.”
Usne phir se uske breasts ko pakad liya aur dabane laga. Kabhi upar se neeche ragadta, kabhi nipples ko ungli se press karta. Divya ke doodh uske haathon mein soft dough ki tarah dab rahe the. Har dabaav pe thoda sa shape badal jaata.
Divya ne dheere se kaha, lekin aawaz mein resistance thi, “Chhod do… nashta thanda ho jayega… baad mein kar lena… abhi nahi…”
Ramesh ne uske ek doodh ko uthake apne muh ke paas le gaya aur jeebh se nipple ko chaat liya. “Mmm… abhi bhi meetha lag raha hai. Raat ko itna chusa phir bhi.”
Divya ne uska sar dhakka diya, “Bas karo! Kishan dekh raha hai… main paagal nahi hoon jo uske saamne…”
Lekin Ramesh rukne wala nahi tha. Usne Divya ko counter se sataaya, peeche se apna lower neeche kiya thoda, aur apna hard lund uski soft gaand pe ragadne laga. Nighty ke upar se.
“Feel ho raha hai? Subah subah phir se khada ho gaya hai tere liye. Bol, abhi kitchen mein hi le loon?”
Divya ki aawaz mein ab thodi gussa aur sharam dono thi, “Nahi… bilkul nahi… Kishan yahan hai… please Ramesh… baad mein… raat ko…”
Ramesh ne uske doodh ko peeche se hi pakad rakha tha aur dabate hue uske kaan mein bola, “Raat ko toh le liya tha. Subah bhi chahiye. Teri chut itni geeli ho rahi hogi abhi.”
Usne ek haath neeche lejake Divya ki thighs ke beech touch kiya. Nighty ke andar se. “Sach mein geeli hai. Dekh.”
Divya ne uska haath zor se hataaya aur khud ko free kiya. Usne jaldi se nighty theek ki, doodh andar kiye aur thoda door hat gayi. Chehra laal tha.
“Ab bas! Nashta banane do. Tum dono table pe baitho. Main 10 minute mein laati hoon.”
Ramesh hasa aur haath uthake dikhaya, “Theek hai, abhi ke liye chhodta hoon. Lekin baad mein poora hisaab lunga.”
Woh dining table pe aa gaya aur Kishan ke saamne baith gaya. Normal se chai maangne laga jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Kishan chup chap baitha raha. Uske track pant mein lund bilkul tight khada tha. Usne table ke neeche haath lejake thoda adjust kiya. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh scene ghum raha tha – bua ke nange heavy doodh, Ramesh ke haath unhe dabate hue, nipple chaatte hue, aur Divya ka mana karna.
Divya ne jaldi-jaldi parathe banaye, chai ready ki. Jab woh table pe naashta laayi to uske doodh ab bhi nighty ke andar thode upset dikh rahe the. Nipples abhi soft nahi hue the.
Ramesh ne uske paas se hote hue phir se uski gaand pe haath fer diya, chupke se. Divya ne uski taraf gusse se dekha lekin kuch nahi boli. Kishan dekh raha tha.
Nashta shuru hua. Ramesh normal baatein karne laga – duty ke bare mein, thand ke bare mein. Lekin beech-beech mein Divya ki taraf aisi nazar se dekhta jaise abhi bhi uske doodh yaad aa rahe hon.
Kishan chup chap kha raha tha. Uske mann mein ek hi baat thi – “Bua mana kar rahi thi… lekin uncle ne nahi maani. Uske doodh… main bhi aise hi dabana chahta hoon… chusna chahta hoon. Abhi sirf dekh sakta hoon… lekin yeh masti… yeh sab mere saamne ho raha hai.Nashta chalNashta chal raha tha. Dining table pe teeno baithe the. Divya ne apna nighty theek kar liya tha lekin uske heavy doodh ab bhi fabric ke andar se clear shape de rahe the. Ramesh uske bilkul bagal mein baitha tha, Kishan unke saamne.
Ramesh ne pehle normal tarike se paratha todha, phir dheere se apna left haath table ke neeche le gaya. Usne Divya ki soft thigh pe haath rakh diya. Nighty ke upar se. Dheere haath upar ki taraf slide karne laga.
Divya ne turant uska haath pakad liya aur dheere se boli, “Ramesh… mat karo… table pe… Kishan saamne baitha hai…”
Lekin Ramesh ne haath nahi hataya. Ulta uski thighs ke beech thoda aur andar le gaya. “Chup chap kha. Main toh bas tera khayal rakh raha hoon.”
Uske ungliyan ab Divya ki inner thigh pe thin. Soft skin, thodi si garmi. Divya ne legs thodi si band karne ki koshish ki lekin Ramesh ne unhe failaye rakha.
Kishan dekh raha tha. Table ke neeche uska lund pehle se hi thoda tight tha, ab poora khada hone laga. Usne track pant ke andar se usse adjust kiya lekin nazar nahi hatayi.
Ramesh ka haath ab aur upar chala gaya. Usne Divya ki chut ke upar se nighty ke through touch kiya. Do ungliyan uske soft mound pe rakh ke halka sa press kiya.
Divya ki saans ruk si gayi. Usne low voice mein kaha, “Hataao… please… main serious bol rahi hoon… yeh theek nahi hai…”
Lekin uski aawaz mein ab thodi si weakness aa gayi thi. Ramesh ne feel kiya ki uski chut ke around fabric thoda geela hone laga hai.
“Dekh… geeli ho rahi hai tu,” Ramesh ne uske kaan ke paas whisper kiya. “Mana karti hai lekin body toh ready ho rahi hai.”
Usne nighty ko thoda upar uthaya table ke neeche. Ab uski nangi thigh uske haath mein thi. Phir usne seedha uski chut pe haath rakh diya. Do ungliyan uske soft lips ke beech se slide karte hue andar ki taraf gayin.
Divya ne table pe haath rakh ke khud ko control kiya. Uske muh se halki si “Ahh…” nikal gayi jo usne turant daba li. “Ramesh… bas karo… Kishan dekh lega…”
Ramesh ne ab uski clit ko anguthe se halka sa gol-gol ghumana shuru kiya. “Dekhne do. Woh bhi seekhega kaise biwi ko table pe hi garam kiya jaata hai.”
Kishan ka lund ab bilkul rock hard ho chuka tha. Usne table ke neeche dono haath rakh liye the taaki uska tent clear na dikhe. Lekin uski aankhein Divya ke chehre pe thin – uska face thoda laal ho gaya tha, saans tez thi, aur woh bar bar Ramesh ka haath hataane ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin poori tarah mana nahi kar pa rahi thi.
Ramesh ne doosra haath bhi table ke neeche le gaya. Ab dono haath kaam kar rahe the. Ek haath se uski chut mein do ungliyan dheere-dheere andar-bahar kar raha tha, doosre haath se uske heavy doodh ko nighty ke upar se dabane laga.
“Tere yeh doodh… subah se hi taras rahe hain,” Ramesh ne dabate hue kaha. Usne nipple ko fabric ke upar se hi pinch kiya aur thoda kheencha.
Divya ki aankhein band ho gayin ek second ke liye. “Ahhh… mat… nahi… yeh galat hai… yahan nahi…”
Lekin uski kamar thodi si age ki taraf move karne lagi thi. Uske hips Ramesh ki ungliyon ke against thoda press ho rahe the. Woh mana kar rahi thi lekin body respond kar rahi thi.
Ramesh ne uske kaan mein aur gandi baat ki, “Bol, andar kitni geeli ho gayi hai? Meri ungliyan tera ras le rahi hain. Kishan ke saamne hi jhad jayegi kya aaj?”
Divya ne uska haath zor se pakad liya lekin hata nahi payi. “Chup raho… please… baad mein jo karna hai karna… abhi chhod do…”
Ramesh ne uske doodh ko aur zor se dabaya. Nighty ka material ab uske soft flesh se poora chipak gaya tha. Uske bade breasts uske haath mein dab ke shape badal rahe the. Kabhi upar uthata, kabhi neeche press karta, kabhi nipples ko ungliyon ke beech leke mrodt’ta.
Kishan dekh raha tha. Uske lund se pre-cum nikalne laga tha. Usne table ke neeche apne track pant ke andar haath daal ke lund ko ek baar tightly pakda. Itna hard tha ki dard si hone lagi thi.
Ramesh ne ab Divya ki ek taang ko thoda aur faila diya. Usne teen ungliyan uski chut mein daal di. Tez andar-bahar. Geeli aawaz table ke neeche se halki si aa rahi thi – “squelch… squelch…”
Divya ka chehra ab poora red tha. Usne apna muh band kar ke rakha tha taaki moan na nikal jaye. Lekin beech-beech mein uske gale se soft “mmmh… ahh…” nikal hi jaati thi.
“Mana karti hai lekin chut toh meri ungliyon ko kha rahi hai,” Ramesh ne haske kaha. “Bol Kishan ke saamne kitna aur le sakti hai?”
Divya ne aakhiri baar uska haath hataane ki koshish ki, “Ramesh… main… main ab nahi… control nahi kar paungi… please hataao…”
Uske words mein ab clear horniness thi. Mana kar rahi thi lekin uski thighs kaamp rahi thin, uski chut Ramesh ki ungliyon ko tightly pakad rahi thi, aur uske doodh uske haath mein bilkul soft aur responsive the.
Ramesh ne uske clit ko tez circular motion mein ragadna shuru kiya. “Jhad ja. Yahi table pe. Kishan dekh raha hai. Dikha usko kaise teri biwi jhadti hai.”
Divya ki aankhein badi ho gayin. Usne table ke edge ko zor se pakad liya. Uske muh se dabai hui lambi moan nikal gayi – “Mmmmahhh… ahhh… nahi… ahhh…”
Uske hips control khote hue Ramesh ki ungliyon ke against grind karne lage. Uske heavy doodh har movement ke saath hil rahe the. Ramesh unhe dabate hue, pinch karte hue, uski chut ko finger karte hue usse table pe hi almost climax tak le ja raha tha.
Kishan ka lund ab itna hard tha ki usse dard ho raha tha. Woh chup chap dekh raha tha – apni bua ko dining table pe hi ungliyon se pelte hue, uske doodh dabte hue, uski mana karne wali aawazen jo dheere-dheere moan mein badal rahi thin.

 

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Ramesh ne Divya ki almost climax wali haalat ko dekhte hue muskurahat ke saath apna haath uske clit se thoda sa hataya, lekin poora nahi. Usne nighty ke upar se uske heavy doodh ko ek baar aur dabaya, phir seedha fabric ke neeche haath ghusaa diya.
Nighty ka thin material upar uth gaya. Ramesh ka haath seedha Divya ke nange, soft, garam doodh pe aa gaya. Koi bra nahi thi beech mein – raat se hi nangi thi woh. Uske 36D ke bhaari breasts seedha Ramesh ki mutthi mein aa gaye.
Usne pehle left doodh ko poori tarah pakad liya. Ungliyan uske soft flesh mein doob gayin. Zor se dabaya – itna ki Divya ke doodh ki soft skin uski ungliyon ke beech se nikalne lagi. Phir usne nipple ko do ungliyon ke beech leke pinch kiya aur thoda kheencha.
Divya ki aankhein phadak gayin. Usne table ke edge ko aur zor se pakad liya. “Ramesh… ahhh… haath hataao… andar mat daalo… Kishan… dekh raha hai… please…”
Lekin uski aawaz ab pehle se zyada weak thi. Ramesh ne doosra haath bhi nighty ke neeche le jaake right doodh pakad liya. Ab dono heavy breasts uske haathon mein the. Woh unhe ek saath dabane laga – upar se neeche, andar se bahar, jaise koi soft aata goondh raha ho.
“Tere yeh doodh… kitne garam hain subah subah,” Ramesh ne uske kaan mein gandi aawaz mein kaha. “Raat bhar chuse, ab haath se ragad raha hoon. Dekh kaise mere haath mein dab rahe hain.”
Usne dono nipples ko ek saath press kiya, phir unhe gol-gol ghumane laga. Kabhi pure breast ko neeche se upar ki taraf uthata, kabhi zor se press karke unka shape bigaad deta. Divya ke doodh itne soft aur bhaari the ki Ramesh ke haath unhe sambhalte hue bhi unka weight feel kar rahe the.
Divya ne uske haath hataane ki koshish ki, lekin uski ungliyan kamzor pad rahi thin. “Nahi… ahhh… mat dabao itna… dard… ahhh nahi… yeh… Kishan ke saamne… sharam… ahhh…”
Uski kamar ab control khote hue thodi si age ko dhakel rahi thi. Uske hips table ke edge se thoda uth rahe the. Mana kar rahi thi, lekin uske doodh Ramesh ke haathon mein completely responsive the – nipples bilkul tight, skin garam, aur har dabaav pe uske muh se soft moan nikal rahi thi.
Kishan ki saansen ab tez ho chuki thin. Usne table ke neeche apne hard lund ko tightly pakad rakha tha. Har baar jab Ramesh Divya ke doodh ko dabata, Kishan ki saans rukti thi phir tez nikalti. Uske dimag mein sirf woh soft, white, bhaari breasts ghum rahe the jo ab uske uncle ke haathon mein shape badal rahe the. Uske lund se pre-cum continuously nikal raha tha, track pant geeli hone lagi thi.
Ramesh ne ab ek haath se left doodh ko upar uthaya aur thoda sa nighty ke upar se bahar nikaal diya. Soft, white breast table ke upar thoda sa visible ho gaya. Nipple khada tha, thoda laal.
Divya ne jaldi se usse wapas andar kiya, “Ramesh! Paagal! Mat nikaalo… ahhh… kya kar rahe ho…”
Ramesh hasa aur uske doodh ko phir se dono haathon se pakad ke zor se dabane laga. “Nikalne de thoda. Kishan bhi dekh le kitne bade aur soft hain tere. Raat ko inhe chusta hoon, subah haath se kheelta hoon.”
Usne ab nipples ko daanton se kaatne ki tarah pinch kiya – thoda tez. Divya ki body jhatak gayi.
“Aaahhh… dheere… ahhh nahi… itna mat… ahhh main… control… nahi… kar paungi…”
Uske words toot-toot ke aa rahe the. Uski aankhein adhkhuli thin, muh thoda khula hua, aur saans itni tez thi ki uska chest up-down ho raha tha. Ramesh ke haath ab tezi se uske doodh ko massage kar rahe the – dabna, ghumana, pinch karna, uthana, press karna. Har movement pe Divya ke heavy breasts hil-hil ke shape badal rahe the.
Ramesh ne uske kaan mein aur gandi baatein ki, “Bol, mere haath mein tera doodh kaisa feel ho raha hai? Itna soft ki main inhe nichod doon. Kishan dekh raha hai tujhe… dekh kaise teri biwi ke doodh dabwa rahi hai table pe.”
Divya ne aakhiri baar uske haath pakadne ki koshish ki, “Chhod… ahhh… please… ab nahi… main… ahhh… geeli… ho rahi hoon… bahut… ahhh…”
Uski thighs ab kaamp rahi thin. Table ke neeche uski chut ab bhi throb kar rahi thi pehli fingering se. Ramesh ke haath uske doodh pe the, lekin uska body poora ready tha.
Kishan ki saansen itni tez ho gayi thin ki usse khud control karna pad raha tha. Usne table ke neeche apne lund ko ek baar tightly squeeze kiya. Itna hard tha ki uski mutthi mein dard si hone lagi. Woh dekh raha tha – apni bua ke nange doodh uske uncle ke haathon mein dab rahe the, shape badal rahe the, nipples pinch ho rahe the, aur bua mana karte-karte bhi moan kar rahi thi.
Ramesh ne ek last baar dono doodh ko ek saath zor se dabaya, nipples ko kheench ke chhoda, phir dheere se haath bahar nikaal liya. Nighty ne wapas cover kar liya, lekin Divya ke breasts ab bhi upset the – nipples clearly khade, fabric geela sa ho gaya tha uski garmi se.
Divya ne turant nighty theek ki, legs band kiye aur muh neeche kiye hue baith gayi. Uska poora body kaamp raha tha. Saans abhi bhi tez thi.
Ramesh ne apne haath saaf kiye jaise kuch hua hi na ho aur normal se bola, “Paratha thanda ho gaya. Garam kar de thoda.”
Divya ne uski taraf ek gehra, sharmila aur gussa bhara nazar se dekha, lekin kuch nahi boli. Woh uthi aur kitchen ki taraf chali gayi, thodi si ladkhadate hue.
Kishan ab bhi table pe baitha tha. Uske lund ne ab almost cum karne wali haalat bana li thi. Usne apne haath se usse tightly pakad ke rakha tha taaki control mein rahe. Uske dimag mein sirf ek scene ghum raha tha – Ramesh ke haath bua ke nange, soft, bhaari doodh ko dabate hue, unka shape bigaadte hue, aur bua ki “Ahhh… nahi… ahhh…” wali aawazen

 

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Ramesh ne nazar ghumake Kishan ki taraf dekhi. Table ke neeche Kishan ka haath uske track pant ke andar clearly dikh raha tha – usne apne hard lund ko tightly pakad rakha tha. Ramesh ki aankhon mein ek gandi si muskurahat aa gayi. Usne samajh liya ki beta dekh-dekh ke khud bhi control nahi kar pa raha.
Ramesh ka apna lund bhi ab bilkul khada tha. Lower ke andar tight se tight. Usne thoda shift hoke usse adjust kiya, lekin chhupaya nahi.
Tabhi Divya kitchen se parathe ki plate leke aayi. Uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha, saans normal nahi hui thi. Usne plate table pe rakhi aur baithne hi wali thi ki Ramesh ne uska haath pakad liya.
“Idhar aa… main khilata hoon tujhe,” Ramesh ne kaha.
Divya ne mana kiya, “Main khud kha lungi… chhod do.”
Lekin Ramesh ne usse apne bilkul bagal mein khinch liya. Usne ek haath se paratha toda, doosre haath se Divya ka haath pakad ke seedha apne lower ke upar rakh diya – apne hard lund pe.
Divya ki aankhein badi ho gayin. “Ramesh… yeh kya… hataao… ahhh…”
Uske haath ke neeche Ramesh ka mota, tight lund throb kar raha tha. Lower ke kapde ke upar se hi uska shape clear feel ho raha tha. Ramesh ne uska haath apne lund pe dabaye rakha aur dheere-dheere upar-neeche move karne laga.
“Feel kar… subah se hi tere liye khada hai. Ab tu hi thanda kar,” Ramesh ne gandi aawaz mein kaha.
Divya ne haath hatane ki koshish ki lekin Ramesh ne pakad rakha tha. Usne majboori mein uske lund ko touch kiya – garam, hard, aur pulse maar raha tha.
Ramesh ne ab doosra haath aage badhaya. Usne Divya ke nighty ke upar se hi uske heavy doodh ko pakad liya aur zor se dabaya. Phir thoda jhuk ke nighty ke upar se hi uske left nipple ko jeebh se chaat liya. Fabric geela ho gaya.
“Mmm… abhi bhi meetha lag raha hai,” Ramesh ne chaatte hue kaha. Usne fabric ko thoda neeche khheench ke uske doodh ka upper hissa bahar nikaala aur seedha jeebh se nipple pe lagaya. Lick… suck… halka sa daant.
Divya ki body kaampi. “Ahhh… nahi… mat chato… Kishan… dekh raha hai… ahhh Ramesh… bas karo…”
Lekin uski aawaz mein ab resistance ke saath clear horniness thi. Ramesh ne uske doodh ko dono haathon se pakad ke muh mein lene ki koshish ki. Nighty ke upar se suck karte hue, jeebh se nipples ko ghumate hue, kabhi-kabhi fabric ko geela karke andar tak feel karte hue.
Kishan dekh raha tha. Uski saansen itni tez thin ki usse lag raha tha koi sun lega. Usne apne lund ko aur tightly pakad liya. Pre-cum ab uske haath ko geela kar chuka tha.
Ramesh ne Divya ka haath apne lund pe hilate hue kaha, “Zor se pakad. Itna soft haath… ahhh haan aise…”
Divya ne dheere-dheere uske lund ko stroke karna shuru kar diya. Mana karte-karte bhi uska haath move kar raha tha. Ramesh ne uske nighty ko aur upar uthaya. Ab uske dono heavy breasts almost bahar the. Soft, white, nipples bilkul tight aur geele Ramesh ki jeebh se.
Ramesh ne unhe zor se dabaya, muh mein liya, chusa, chaata. Kabhi left, kabhi right. Kabhi dono ko ek saath press karke unke beech wale cleavage ko jeebh se lick kiya.
“Tere doodh… main inhe subah subah kha jaunga,” Ramesh ne beech mein bola. “Kishan dekh le kaise teri bua ke doodh chuse ja rahe hain.”
Divya ki aankhein sharm se band ho rahi thin. “Ahhh… mat bolo aise… ahhh dheere… ahhh nahi… main… ahhh…”
Tabhi table ke neeche se ek halki si geeli aawaz aayi – “squelch… drip…”
Ramesh ne turant nazar neeche daali. Divya ki chut se paani nikal raha tha. Nighty ka lower hissa geela ho chuka tha. Clear, sticky fluid uski thighs pe se hota hua chair pe drop ho raha tha. Thodi si aawaz aa rahi thi – paani ke tapakne jaisi.
Kishan ne bhi table ke neeche jhaanka. Usne clearly dekha – Divya ki soft thighs ke beech se uska ras nikal raha tha, nighty chipak gayi thi, aur thodi si chair pe chamak rahi thi.
Ramesh hasa. “Dekh… teri chut paani chor rahi hai. Itni geeli ho gayi sirf doodh chatne se. Bol, ab kitna control karegi?”
Usne ek haath se Divya ke doodh dabaye rakhe aur doosre haath se nighty ke neeche jaake uski chut pe haath rakh diya. Do ungliyan seedha uske geele hole mein ghus gayin. “Squelch…” ki tezz aawaz aayi.
Divya ki body jhatak gayi. “Aaahhh… ahhh nahi… ab nahi… ahhh Ramesh… main… jhad… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne uski chut ko tez finger fuck karna shuru kiya. Andar-bahar, clit pe pressure, doodh pe suck. Divya ka haath ab bhi uske lund pe tha aur woh khud bhi usse hilane lagi thi.
Kishan ka lund ab almost explode karne wala tha. Usne dekhte hue apne lund ko tez stroke kiya. Divya ki “Ahhh… ahhh…” , uske doodh jo Ramesh ke muh mein the, uski chut se paani nikalne ki aawaz… sab uske dimag mein bomb ki tarah phoot rahe the.
Ramesh ne Divya ke kaan mein kaha, “Jhad ja yahi. Table pe. Apna paani chor. Kishan ko dikha kaise teri chut baras rahi hai.”
Divya ki thighs kaampi. Usne table ko pakad liya. “Ahhh… ahhhh… main… aa… rahi… hoon… ahhhhh…”
Uski chut ne Ramesh ki ungliyon ko tightly pakad liya aur clear, geela ras aur nikalne laga. Thodi si aawaz ke saath paani chair pe aur fail gaya. Divya ki body rigid ho gayi, phir kaampi, phir dheere se soft ho gayi.
Ramesh ne uske doodh ko last baar zor se chusa, phir haath bahar nikaala. Usne apni geeli ungliyan Kishan ki taraf thodi si dikhayi, phir apne muh mein leke chaat li.
Divya jhuki hui baithi rahi, saans lebadaab lete hue. Nighty geeli, doodh bahar, chut ab bhi throb karti hui.
Ramesh ne normal se paratha uthaya aur Divya ke muh ke paas le jaake kaha, “Ab kha. Energy lageni hai. Raat ko poora hisaab lunga.”
Kishan table ke neeche apne lund ko ab bhi hilaye hue tha. Usne almost cum kar liya tha lekin control kiya. Uske dimag mein sirf ek baat thi – “Bua ka paani… uske doodh… uski aawaz… main bhi… main bhi chhuuna chahta hoon.”
Table pe ab sirf tez saansen thin, geeli nighty ki smell, aur woh raw tension jo ab tootne hi wali thi.

 

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Kishan se aur control nahi hua. Usne turant kursi se uthke apna hard lund track pant ke andar dabaya aur seedha apne room ki taraf nikal gaya. Darwaza peeche se thoda sa open chhod diya – bilkul thin si gap – taaki dekh sake.
Jaate hi Ramesh ne mauka dekh liya. Divya abhi bhi table pe thaki aur geeli baithi thi. Ramesh ne uska haath pakad ke usse khada kiya aur nighty ko ek jhatke mein upar se utaar diya. Poora nanga jism table ke saamne aa gaya – heavy 36D doodh, slim waist, round hips, aur thighs ke beech ab bhi chamakti hui geeli chut.
“Ab koi nahi hai beech mein,” Ramesh ne kaha aur usse table pe hi litaha diya. Divya ki peeth table se lagi, pair failaye hue.
Divya ne halka sa virodh kiya, “Ramesh… yahan nahi… Kishan room mein hai… aawaz… ahhh…”
Lekin Ramesh ne nahi suna. Usne pehle uske dono heavy doodh ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur zor se dabaya. Phir jhuk ke left nipple ko muh mein leke zor se chusne laga. “Slurp… suck… mmm…”
Divya ki pehli clear moan nikal gayi – “Aaahhh… ahhh dheere… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne doosre doodh ko bhi muh mein liya. Dono ko ek-ek karke chusta, chaatta, daant se nipples ko halka kaatta. Uske soft breasts uske muh mein dab rahe the, shape bigad rahe the. Kabhi unhe upar uthake neeche se chaatta, kabhi cleavage mein jeebh ghusaa ke lick karta.
“Tere yeh doodh… subah se hi inhe khaane ka mann tha,” Ramesh ne beech mein bola. “Ab poora khaunga.”
Usne apna lower neeche kiya. Mota, dark, bilkul hard lund bahar aa gaya. Usne Divya ki geeli chut ke muhane pe head rakha aur bina kisi warning ke ek jhatke mein pura andar tak daal diya.
Divya ki lambi, tez chillahut nikal gayi –
“Aaaaaahhhh… ahhhhh… itna deep… ahhh Ramesh… meri chut… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne rukna nahi. Table pe hi usse seedha pelna shuru kar diya. Har dhakka full power ka. Table ki halki si creak, balls ki thap-thap, aur Divya ki “Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh…” ki aawazen corridor se hota hua Kishan ke room tak clear ja rahi thin.
Kishan ne darwaze ki gap se dekhna shuru kiya. Usne apna track pant neeche kiya aur hard lund bahar nikaal ke hilana shuru kar diya. Uske aankhein table pe jami thin – bua nangi litayi hui, uncle uske upar, doodh dabte hue, lund andar-bahar hota hua.
Ramesh ne Divya ke pair ko apne kandhon pe uthaya. Ab aur deep ja raha tha. “Saali… kitni garam chut hai… subah subah itna paani… ahhh le… le poora…”
Divya ke nails table pe scratch kar rahe the. “Ahhh… haan… zor se… ahhh mere doodh daba… ahhh chus unhe… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne aage jhuk ke uske heavy breasts ko muh mein leke chusna shuru kiya jabki neeche se lund tezi se pel raha tha. Suck ki aawaz, dhakkon ki aawaz, Divya ki moan – sab mix ho rahi thin.
Position change hua. Ramesh ne Divya ko ulat diya. Ab woh table pe pet ke bal thi, gaand upar. Ramesh ne peeche se lund phir se andar daal diya aur zor zor se doggy mein pelne laga. Uske heavy doodh table pe dabe hue the aur har dhakke ke saath hil-hil ke side se nikal rahe the.
“Thap! Thap! Thap!” Gaand pe thappad ki aawaz bhi aa rahi thi.
Divya chillane lagi, “Aaahhh… ahhh haan… maaro… ahhh pelte raho… ahhh meri gaand… ahhh…”
Kishan darwaze ki gap se dekh raha tha. Usne apne lund ko tez stroke kiya. Pre-cum uske haath ko geela kar chuka tha. Woh soch raha tha – “Bua ki yeh aawaz… uske doodh table pe dabe hue… uski chut mein lund… main bhi wahi hona chahta hoon…”
Ramesh ne phir usse khada kiya aur table ke edge pe bitha diya. Divya ke pair failaye, lund andar, aur ab face-to-face pelne laga. Usne Divya ke doodh ko dono haathon se pakad ke dabaye rakha aur unhe apne face pe ragadne laga.
“Muh mein le… apne doodh,” Ramesh ne kaha. Divya ne khud apne heavy breasts ko uthake Ramesh ke muh mein de diye. Woh unhe chusne laga jabki neeche se dhakke jaari the.
Divya ki moan ab almost chillahut ban chuki thi – “Aaahhh… ahhhh… main aa rahi hoon… ahhh Ramesh… zor se… ahhh bas… ahhhhhh…”
Uski body kaampi. Chut ne lund ko tightly pakad liya aur phir se paani nikalne laga – table pe drip hone lagi.
Ramesh ne usse neeche litaha diya aur final dhakke maarte hue kaha, “Ab andar… poora cum teri chut mein… le saali… ahhh…”
Usne zor se jhad diya. Garam streams Divya ki chut mein jaati rahi. Divya ki last long moan – “Aaahhh… garam… feel ho raha hai… ahhh itna saara… ahhh…”
Dono table pe hi saans lete hue ruk gaye. Ramesh ab bhi uske andar tha, doodh ko haath se sahlaate hue.
Kishan ne darwaze ki gap se poora scene dekha. Usne apne lund ko aur tez hilaya. Divya ki har “Aaahhh”, uske nange body ka view, uske doodh jo chuse ja rahe the, uski chut mein lund jo andar-bahar ho raha tha… sab dekhte hue usne bhi zor se jhad diya. Cum uske haath pe, floor pe gir gaya.
Woh darwaze ke peeche saans lebadaab lete hue khada raha. Room mein ab bhi unki dheemi saansen aur soft baatein aa rahi thin.Divya thaki hui aawaz mein boli, “Tum paagal ho… table pe hi… ahhh…”
Kishan ne dheere se darwaza aur band kiya, lekin poora nahi. Woh apne bed pe jaake leta raha, lund ab bhi thoda hard, dimag mein sirf woh scene – table pe nangi bua, uske doodh, uski aawazen, aur woh geeli chut.

 

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Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the. Ramesh ki aaj chutti thi, isliye woh drawing room mein TV dekhte hue aaram kar raha tha. Divya kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi. Usne simple white T-shirt aur black trousers pehne the. T-shirt thodi tight thi, isliye uske 36D ke heavy doodh ka shape clearly dikh raha tha. Andar usne light pink colour ki bra pehni thi jo T-shirt ke through thoda outline de rahi thi. Neeche matching panty thi.
Kishan kitchen mein aa gaya. “Bua, main madad karun? Sabzi kaat dun?”
Divya ne mudke dekha aur soft muskurahat ke saath kaha, “Haan beta, aa jao. Pyaz aur tamatar kaat do.”
Kishan uske bagal mein khada ho gaya. Cutting board pe kaam karne laga. Divya gas pe khadi thi, tadka laga rahi thi. Jab woh jhukti to uski T-shirt thodi upar uth jaati thi aur uske soft pet ka hissa dikh jaata tha. Kishan ki nazar bar-bar uske doodh pe jaati thi jo T-shirt ke andar se hil rahe the.
Thodi der baad Ramesh bhi kitchen mein aa gaya. Usne pehle toh normal se paani manga, phir Divya ke peeche jaake khada ho gaya.
“Kitna time lagega khane mein?” usne poocha, lekin uski nazar Divya ke body pe thi.
Divya ne bina mude kaha, “15-20 minute. Tum jaao, main bula lungi.”
Lekin Ramesh ne nahi maana. Usne peeche se Divya ki kamar mein dono haath daal diye aur usse apne body se sata liya. Uske hard lund ne Divya ki soft gaand ko press kiya.
“Ramesh… mat karo… Kishan yahi hai…” Divya ne low voice mein kaha, lekin usne tadka lagana band nahi kiya.
Ramesh ne uske kaan ke paas muh laake kaha, “Chup chap bana. Main toh bas tujhe feel kar raha hoon.” Usne haath aage badhaaye aur T-shirt ke upar se hi uske heavy doodh ko pakad liya. Dono haathon se dabaya, upar uthaya, thoda press kiya.
Divya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ahhh… hataao… abhi nahi… beta dekh lega…”
Kishan cutting board pe khada tha, lekin uski nazar ab unpe thi. Usne pyaz kaatna slow kar diya. Uske lund ne turant react kiya.
Ramesh ne T-shirt ko thoda upar uthaya. Ab uski light pink bra dikhne lagi. Usne bra ke cups ke upar se hi doodh dabane shuru kiye. “Kitne soft hain… bra ke andar bhi itna feel ho raha hai.” Usne nipples ko bra ke through pinch kiya.
Divya ne uska haath pakadne ki koshish ki. “Bas karo na… please… khana kharab ho jayega… ahhh…”
Lekin Ramesh ne uske haath hataaye aur seedha bra ke andar haath ghusaa diya. Ab uske nange, soft, garam doodh uski mutthi mein the. Usne unhe zor se dabaya, nipples ko ungliyon se mrodt’a, gol-gol ghumaya.
“Tere yeh doodh… shaam ko bhi nahi chhodte,” Ramesh ne gandi aawaz mein kaha. Usne ek doodh ko bra se thoda bahar nikaal diya. Soft white breast T-shirt ke neeche se nikal ke uske haath mein aa gaya. Usne usse dabate hue Divya ke kaan mein bola, “Kishan dekh raha hai. Dikh jaaye toh dikh jaaye.”
Divya ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Ramesh… paagal mat bano… ahhh… mat nikaalo… ahhh dheere…”
Kishan ki saansen tez ho gayi thin. Usne cutting knife rakh diya. Uske track pant mein lund bilkul khada ho chuka tha. Woh chup chap dekh raha tha – uncle ke haath bua ke bra ke andar, uske doodh dabte hue, nipple bahar nikal aaya hua.
Ramesh ne ab doosra doodh bhi bra se bahar nikaal diya. Dono heavy breasts ab free the, T-shirt upar uthi hui. Woh unhe dono haathon se pakad ke dabane laga, press karne laga, upar-neeche ragadne laga. Kabhi nipples ko kheenchta, kabhi unhe anguthe se gol ghumata.
Divya ki kamar peeche ki taraf Ramesh ke lund se dabe ja rahi thi. “Ahhh… nahi… ab control nahi… ahhh Ramesh… Kishan… dekh… raha… hai…”
Ramesh ne uske ek doodh ko uthake thoda sa peeche ki taraf kiya aur apne muh ke paas le jaake jeebh se nipple chaat liya. “Mmm… shaam ka nasta.” Phir usne usse muh mein leke suck karna shuru kiya – geeli, zor ki suck.
Divya ki moan nikal gayi, “Aaahhh… ahhh mat chuso… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne uske trousers ke button khole aur zip neeche ki. Usne haath andar daal ke uski panty ke upar se chut ko touch kiya. “Geeli ho rahi hai tu. Shaam ko bhi paani nikalne lagi.”
Usne panty ko side mein karke do ungliyan seedha uski chut mein daal di. “Squelch…” ki aawaz aayi.
Divya ne gas band kar diya. Uski body ab Ramesh ke against soft ho rahi thi. “Ahhh… ahhh bas… ahhh nahi… yahan… ahhh…”
Ramesh ne usse thoda ghumaya. Ab Divya ka face Kishan ki taraf tha. Uske nange doodh bahar the, Ramesh peeche se unhe dabaye hue tha, aur neeche se ungliyan uski chut mein andar-bahar ho rahi thin.
“Dekh Kishan,” Ramesh ne haske kaha. “Teri bua kitni geeli ho rahi hai. Bol, aur dekhna hai?”
Divya ne sharm se aankhein band kar liin. “Ramesh… chup… ahhh… mat bolo… ahhh…”
Kishan ka lund ab dard kar raha tha. Usne apne pant ke andar haath daal ke usse tightly pakad liya. Woh dekh raha tha – bua ke heavy doodh uncle ke haathon mein, unka shape bigadta hua, nipples geele, aur uski chut se paani ki halki si aawaz.
Ramesh ne Divya ke doodh ko aur zor se dabaya aur uske kaan mein kaha, “Abhi nahi chodunga. Pehle tujhe aur garam karunga. Raat ko poora lunga.”
Usne ungliyan nikaali, doodh bra ke andar kiye, T-shirt theek ki, lekin Divya ke nipples ab bhi clearly khade the. Usne trousers ka zip bhi upar kiya.
Divya ne tez saans lete hue kaha, “Tum… bahut… bure ho…”
Ramesh hasa aur Kishan ki taraf dekhte hue bola, “Beta, sabzi kaat lo. Khana jaldi banega.”
Kishan ne bas sir hilaya. Uske haath kaamp rahe the. Usne cutting board pe wapas kaam shuru kiya, lekin uska dhyaan sirf Divya ke body pe tha jo ab bhi thodi si kaamp rahi thi.Divya ne Kishan ki taraf dekha. Unki aankhein mili. Divya ne nazar hata li, lekin uske chehre pe jo baat thi… woh sirf sharam nahi thi.
Kishan ne socha, “Aaj raat… kuch alag hoga