Mera naam Rahul hai, 24 saal ka, Delhi mein IT engineer. Hamara family bada hai, Punjab ke roots se, har saal kisi na kisi ki shaadi hoti rehti hai. Is baar meri door ki cousin Priya ki shaadi thi – Priya meri mama ki beti thi, 20 saal ki, college mein fashion designing karti thi. Bachpan se hum close the, saath khelte the, secrets share karte the, par teen age mein door ho gaye the cities ke wajah se. Last time mile the 5 saal pehle, tab Priya bachchi thi, par ab social media se pata chala woh kitni hot ho gayi thi – gori glowing skin, long wavy hair, figure 34-26-36, innocent badi-badi aankhein aur pink lips jo har photo mein smile karti thi.
Shaadi Punjab ke ek lavish resort mein thi, poora family wahan pahuncha. Pehla din mehendi ceremony tha. Priya mehendi wale haathon se mujhe wave ki, “Rahul bhaiya! Kitne saal baad!” Woh red lehenga choli mein thi – choli tight, boobs ubhar rahe the, navel dikh raha tha, lehenga ke neeche hips matak rahe the. Main usko dekhta reh gaya. Priya mere paas aayi, hug kiya – uske garam soft boobs mere seene se dab gaye, perfume ki madhosh khushboo. Mera lund khada ho gaya instantly.
Raat ko sangeet tha, hum saath dance kar rahe the. Priya mere kaan mein whisper ki, “Bhaiya, aap kitne handsome ho gaye ho… college mein kitni girlfriends hain?” Maine mazak mein bola, “Sirf tu hi dil mein hai, Priya.” Woh sharma gayi, par uski aankhon mein alag chamak thi. Dance ke dauran usne jaan bujhkar apni gaand meri kamar se touch ki, main samajh gaya yeh flirt hai.
Shaadi se do din pehle, family busy thi preparations mein. Priya ne mujhe message kiya, “Bhaiya, neend nahi aa rahi… resort ke garden mein aa jao baat karne.” Main gaya, Priya wahan baithi thi short night dress mein – thighs dikhai de rahi thi, cleavage deep. Hum baith kar baatein karne lage – bachpan ki yaadein, college life, shaadi ka tension. Priya ro padi, “Bhaiya, mujhe dar lag raha hai… mera hone wala pati kaisa hoga? Main ready nahi hoon intimacy ke liye.”
Maine unko hug kiya, “Priya… agar nahi karna toh mat kar.” Woh mere seene se lipat kar boli, “Bhaiya… sirf tum samajhte ho mujhe… I love you… as more than brother.” Yeh sun kar mera dil ruk gaya. Maine uske gaal uthaye, aankhon mein dekha, aur honthon par kiss kar diya – pehla kiss, soft lips, hesitant, phir wild jeebh wala, garam saansein mix hone lagi. Priya ne respond kiya passionately, haath meri peeth par pherne lagi.
Garden se hum chupke se Priya ke room mein gaye. Door lock kiya. Priya ne dress upar ki – pink lace bra panty. Bra utari – perfect gore boobs, pink nipples khade hue lust se. Maine ek ko muh mein liya, zor se choosa, kaata, doodh ki tarah masla. Priya siski, “Aah bhaiya… zor se… pehli baar kisi ne chhua… bana de mujhe apni aaj!” Maine panty utari – shaved pink virgin chut, geeli ho chuki thi excitement se.
Maine ghutno par baith kar chut chaati – jeebh andar daal kar zor se chusa, clit ko kaata, ungli daali. Priya ki jaanghein kaampne lagi, “Bhaiya… mar gayi… paani nikal raha hai… I love you so much!” Squirt nikal aaya, muh mein. Priya ne mera shirt phaada, jeans kholi. Mera 8-inch mota lund bahar nikla, veins ubhri hui, supada laal mota. Priya darr gayi, “Bhaiya… yeh bahut bada… nahi jayega meri virgin chut mein.”
Priya ghutno par baithi, lund muh mein liya – pehli baar blowjob, dheere dheere gale tak lene lagi, saliva se geela kar diya. Main unke baal pakad kar muh chodne laga, “Priya… choos zor se… apni cousin ko randi bana!” Priya ki aankhon mein aansu aur pyar mix.
Phir Priya bed par let gayi, taange faila kar, “Bhaiya… ab daal… meri seal tod… sirf tumhare liye rakhi thi.” Maine lund chut par ragda, dheere se supada daala – tight virgin walls, Priya cheekh padi, “Aaaah… dard ho raha… ruk jao!” Thoda blood nikla. Maine ruk kar kiss kiya, boobs dabaye, “Relax baby… ab maza aayega… I love you Priya… tu meri soulmate hai.”
Dheere dheere dhakke maare, eye contact ke saath. 10 minute baad dard maza mein badla. Priya ne taange mere kamar par lapet li, “Bhaiya… zor se… ab achha lag raha… chod mujhe… apni cousin ki virgin chut phaad de!” Maine wild speed badhayi, zor-zor se thap-thap, bed hilne laga. Priya chillayi, “Deeper bhaiya… I’m yours forever… love you eternally!” Maine 50 minute tak nonstop choda – missionary, doggy mein gaand par thappad maare, cowgirl mein Priya upar ride kar rahi thi jaise pro, boobs hil rahe the.
Phir Priya ne gaand upar ki, “Bhaiya… gaand bhi maar… poori tarah teri bana le.” Maine oil lagaaya, supada ghusaaya – virgin tight gaand, Priya ro padi, “Phat gayi… nahi bhaiya!” Par maine zor se thoka, poora lund andar. Priya ke aansu nikal aaye, par boli, “Ab zor se… phaad de… I love you… yeh dard bhi tere pyar ke liye!” Maine wild anal kiya, 40 minute tak, andar jhad gaya – garam virya gaand mein bhar diya.
Us raat 9 baar chude – muh mein, boobs par, gaand mein, chut mein. Subah Priya chal nahi pa rahi thi, chut aur gaand mein dard, par aankhon mein pyar. “Bhaiya… tune mujhe pehli baar itna sukh diya… tu mera pehla aur aakhri pyar hai.”
Uske baad shaadi ke functions mein chupke milte – quickie in bathroom, finger in lehenga during dance. Emotional connection gehra – baatein karte, “Priya… hum cousins hain par soulmates hain… yeh pyar natural hai.”
Twist aaya – Priya pregnant ho gayi. Test positive. Shaadi toot gayi, family shock. Priya ke parents ne blame kiya, par Priya ne confess kar diya, “Main Rahul bhaiya se pyar karti hoon… bachcha unka hai.” Family gusse mein, hume ghar se nikaal diya. Par mama ne secret bataya, “Rahul… Priya teri sagi cousin nahi… teri maa ka affair tha mere bhai se, par chhupa diya. Tum blood related nahi ho.”
Relief aur khushi. Hum bhag gaye Delhi, court marriage kar li. Naya flat, naya life. Priya college continue, main job.
Ab Priya 8 mahine ki pregnant hai – pet ubhra, gaand moti, boobs bade doodh se bhare. Roz intense explicit sex – gaand favorite, side mein deep anal, Priya chillati, “Phad de bhaiya… zor se… I love you eternally!” Doodh peeta hoon, chut mein jeebh daal kar squirt nikalwata hoon, phir wild thokta hoon.
Sex ke baad cuddle, pet par haath rakh kar baatein – bachche ke sapne. Priya kehti hai, “Cousin se lover, biwi, aur maa… tune meri virgin chut phaad kar zindagi bana di.”
Yeh hai meri cousin behan Priya ki kahani – jahan virgin chut phaadne se shuruaat hui, wild explicit lust se guzri, aur gehre soulmate pyar mein badal gayi. Har raat Priya ke badan mein kho jaata hoon – intense erotic junoon aur pure emotional connection se.
Shaadi Punjab ke ek lavish resort mein thi, poora family wahan pahuncha. Pehla din mehendi ceremony tha. Priya mehendi wale haathon se mujhe wave ki, “Rahul bhaiya! Kitne saal baad!” Woh red lehenga choli mein thi – choli tight, boobs ubhar rahe the, navel dikh raha tha, lehenga ke neeche hips matak rahe the. Main usko dekhta reh gaya. Priya mere paas aayi, hug kiya – uske garam soft boobs mere seene se dab gaye, perfume ki madhosh khushboo. Mera lund khada ho gaya instantly.
Raat ko sangeet tha, hum saath dance kar rahe the. Priya mere kaan mein whisper ki, “Bhaiya, aap kitne handsome ho gaye ho… college mein kitni girlfriends hain?” Maine mazak mein bola, “Sirf tu hi dil mein hai, Priya.” Woh sharma gayi, par uski aankhon mein alag chamak thi. Dance ke dauran usne jaan bujhkar apni gaand meri kamar se touch ki, main samajh gaya yeh flirt hai.
Shaadi se do din pehle, family busy thi preparations mein. Priya ne mujhe message kiya, “Bhaiya, neend nahi aa rahi… resort ke garden mein aa jao baat karne.” Main gaya, Priya wahan baithi thi short night dress mein – thighs dikhai de rahi thi, cleavage deep. Hum baith kar baatein karne lage – bachpan ki yaadein, college life, shaadi ka tension. Priya ro padi, “Bhaiya, mujhe dar lag raha hai… mera hone wala pati kaisa hoga? Main ready nahi hoon intimacy ke liye.”
Maine unko hug kiya, “Priya… agar nahi karna toh mat kar.” Woh mere seene se lipat kar boli, “Bhaiya… sirf tum samajhte ho mujhe… I love you… as more than brother.” Yeh sun kar mera dil ruk gaya. Maine uske gaal uthaye, aankhon mein dekha, aur honthon par kiss kar diya – pehla kiss, soft lips, hesitant, phir wild jeebh wala, garam saansein mix hone lagi. Priya ne respond kiya passionately, haath meri peeth par pherne lagi.
Garden se hum chupke se Priya ke room mein gaye. Door lock kiya. Priya ne dress upar ki – pink lace bra panty. Bra utari – perfect gore boobs, pink nipples khade hue lust se. Maine ek ko muh mein liya, zor se choosa, kaata, doodh ki tarah masla. Priya siski, “Aah bhaiya… zor se… pehli baar kisi ne chhua… bana de mujhe apni aaj!” Maine panty utari – shaved pink virgin chut, geeli ho chuki thi excitement se.
Maine ghutno par baith kar chut chaati – jeebh andar daal kar zor se chusa, clit ko kaata, ungli daali. Priya ki jaanghein kaampne lagi, “Bhaiya… mar gayi… paani nikal raha hai… I love you so much!” Squirt nikal aaya, muh mein. Priya ne mera shirt phaada, jeans kholi. Mera 8-inch mota lund bahar nikla, veins ubhri hui, supada laal mota. Priya darr gayi, “Bhaiya… yeh bahut bada… nahi jayega meri virgin chut mein.”
Priya ghutno par baithi, lund muh mein liya – pehli baar blowjob, dheere dheere gale tak lene lagi, saliva se geela kar diya. Main unke baal pakad kar muh chodne laga, “Priya… choos zor se… apni cousin ko randi bana!” Priya ki aankhon mein aansu aur pyar mix.
Phir Priya bed par let gayi, taange faila kar, “Bhaiya… ab daal… meri seal tod… sirf tumhare liye rakhi thi.” Maine lund chut par ragda, dheere se supada daala – tight virgin walls, Priya cheekh padi, “Aaaah… dard ho raha… ruk jao!” Thoda blood nikla. Maine ruk kar kiss kiya, boobs dabaye, “Relax baby… ab maza aayega… I love you Priya… tu meri soulmate hai.”
Dheere dheere dhakke maare, eye contact ke saath. 10 minute baad dard maza mein badla. Priya ne taange mere kamar par lapet li, “Bhaiya… zor se… ab achha lag raha… chod mujhe… apni cousin ki virgin chut phaad de!” Maine wild speed badhayi, zor-zor se thap-thap, bed hilne laga. Priya chillayi, “Deeper bhaiya… I’m yours forever… love you eternally!” Maine 50 minute tak nonstop choda – missionary, doggy mein gaand par thappad maare, cowgirl mein Priya upar ride kar rahi thi jaise pro, boobs hil rahe the.
Phir Priya ne gaand upar ki, “Bhaiya… gaand bhi maar… poori tarah teri bana le.” Maine oil lagaaya, supada ghusaaya – virgin tight gaand, Priya ro padi, “Phat gayi… nahi bhaiya!” Par maine zor se thoka, poora lund andar. Priya ke aansu nikal aaye, par boli, “Ab zor se… phaad de… I love you… yeh dard bhi tere pyar ke liye!” Maine wild anal kiya, 40 minute tak, andar jhad gaya – garam virya gaand mein bhar diya.
Us raat 9 baar chude – muh mein, boobs par, gaand mein, chut mein. Subah Priya chal nahi pa rahi thi, chut aur gaand mein dard, par aankhon mein pyar. “Bhaiya… tune mujhe pehli baar itna sukh diya… tu mera pehla aur aakhri pyar hai.”
Uske baad shaadi ke functions mein chupke milte – quickie in bathroom, finger in lehenga during dance. Emotional connection gehra – baatein karte, “Priya… hum cousins hain par soulmates hain… yeh pyar natural hai.”
Twist aaya – Priya pregnant ho gayi. Test positive. Shaadi toot gayi, family shock. Priya ke parents ne blame kiya, par Priya ne confess kar diya, “Main Rahul bhaiya se pyar karti hoon… bachcha unka hai.” Family gusse mein, hume ghar se nikaal diya. Par mama ne secret bataya, “Rahul… Priya teri sagi cousin nahi… teri maa ka affair tha mere bhai se, par chhupa diya. Tum blood related nahi ho.”
Relief aur khushi. Hum bhag gaye Delhi, court marriage kar li. Naya flat, naya life. Priya college continue, main job.
Ab Priya 8 mahine ki pregnant hai – pet ubhra, gaand moti, boobs bade doodh se bhare. Roz intense explicit sex – gaand favorite, side mein deep anal, Priya chillati, “Phad de bhaiya… zor se… I love you eternally!” Doodh peeta hoon, chut mein jeebh daal kar squirt nikalwata hoon, phir wild thokta hoon.
Sex ke baad cuddle, pet par haath rakh kar baatein – bachche ke sapne. Priya kehti hai, “Cousin se lover, biwi, aur maa… tune meri virgin chut phaad kar zindagi bana di.”
Yeh hai meri cousin behan Priya ki kahani – jahan virgin chut phaadne se shuruaat hui, wild explicit lust se guzri, aur gehre soulmate pyar mein badal gayi. Har raat Priya ke badan mein kho jaata hoon – intense erotic junoon aur pure emotional connection se.