Mera naam Rohan hai, aur main 28 saal ka hoon. Main Delhi mein ek IT company mein kaam karta hoon, lekin apne ghar se door rehne ki wajah se aksar weekends par ghar aata rehta hoon. Hamara ghar ek typical middle-class Indian family ka hai – maa, papa, bada bhaiya aur unki biwi, meri bhabhi Priya. Bhaiya ek businessman hain, jo aksar tours par rehte hain, aur bhabhi ghar sambhalti hain. Priya bhabhi 32 saal ki hain, lekin lagti hain jaise koi 25 saal ki college girl – fair skin, long black hair, aur figure toh killer, 36-28-38. Unke boobs, yaani chuche, itne bade aur firm ki saree mein bhi unki cleavage dikhti hai, aur hips sway karte hue chalne se dil machalta hai. Main hamesha se unpar fida tha, lekin kabhi kuch kaha nahi. Par yeh Diwali ki raat thi, jab sab kuch badal gaya.
Hamare ghar mein Diwali ki taiyaariyan mahine bhar se chal rahi thi. Maa ne poora ghar saaf karwaya, rangoli banayi, aur sweets banaye. Bhaiya ko business ke liye Mumbai jaana pada, toh woh 3 din ke liye gaye the. Main office se chhutti leke ghar aaya, socha family ke saath celebrate karunga. Par andar se excitement thi bhabhi ko dekhne ki. Woh hamesha mujhe bhaiya jaise treat karti thi, par unki aankhon mein kabhi-kabhi ek alag si chamak dikhti thi, jaise woh bhi mujhe notice karti hain.
Diwali ke ek din pehle, subah main utha toh bhabhi kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone red saree pehni thi, low-cut blouse jo unke back ko expose kar raha tha. Main kitchen mein gaya, "Good morning, bhabhi. Chai milegi?" She smiled, "Haan Rohan, baitho. Tumhare liye special masala chai." Jaise hi woh chai dene aayi, unka pallu thoda slip hua, aur main unke cleavage ko dekhta reh gaya. Unke chuche itne soft lag rahe the, jaise doodh se bhare hue. Meri nazar wahin atak gayi, aur lund mein hulchul hone lagi. Bhabhi ne notice kiya, aur muskurate hue pallu theek kiya, "Kya dekh rahe ho? Chai piyo." Main sharma gaya, par andar se socha, 'Uff, bhabhi, aapki yeh ada mujhe paagal kar deti hai.'
Shaam ko hum sab milke pooja ki taiyaari kar rahe the. Maa mandir gayi thi, papa so rahe the. Bhabhi aur main living room mein lights laga rahe the. Woh ladder par chadhi, aur main neeche se hold kar raha tha. Unki saree thodi upar uth gayi, aur unki smooth legs dikhi. Unke ankles par payal thi, jo chhan chhan baj rahi thi. Main neeche se unki panty ki outline dekh saka – pink color ki. Dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. "Bhabhi, sambhal ke," main bola. Woh neeche dekhi, "Tum ho na hold karne ke liye." Unki awaaz mein ek tease tha. Jaise hi woh utri, unka haath mere shoulder par pada, aur current sa laga. Hum dono ki aankhen mili, aur ek pal ke liye time ruk gaya. Bhabhi ne sharma kar nazar hata li, par main samajh gaya ki kuch toh hai.
Raat ko Diwali ki pooja hui. Sabne new clothes pehne – bhabhi ne golden saree pehni thi, jo unke body ko perfectly hug kar rahi thi. Unke navel expose tha, aur blouse itna tight ki nipples ki shape dikhti thi. Pooja ke baad, patakhe chhodne lage. Bahar colony mein sab log celebrate kar rahe the. Maa-papa thak gaye the, so jaldi so gaye. Main aur bhabhi terrace par gaye, wahan se fireworks dekhne. Raat ka andhera tha, sirf fireworks ki lights. Bhabhi mere paas khadi thi, unke body se perfume ki khushboo aa rahi thi – rose aur musk ki mix. Ek bada rocket phata, aur bhabhi dar ke mere se chipak gayi. Unke chuche mere chest par dab gaye, soft jaise cushions. "Arey bhabhi, dar gayi?" Main hans kar bola, par haath unki kamar par rakh diya.
Woh alag nahi hui, balki boli, "Haan Rohan, thoda darr lagta hai. Tumhare bhaiya hote toh..." Unki awaaz mein udaasi thi. Bhaiya aksar bahar rehte the, aur shayad bhabhi lonely feel karti thi. Main unki kamar sahlate hue bola, "Main hoon na, bhabhi. Aapko kabhi akela nahi hone dunga." Humari nazrein mili, aur is baar woh sharmai nahi. Fireworks ki light mein unke lips glow kar rahe the. Main jhuka, aur unke lips par kiss kar diya. Pehle woh shock hui, par phir respond karne lagi. Unke lips soft the, taste jaise honey. Hum kiss karte rahe, tongues mil gayi. Mere haath unke back par, saree ke upar se feel kar rahe the.
Kiss break karte hue bhabhi boli, "Rohan, yeh galat hai. Hum family hain." Par unki saans tez thi, excitement dikhti thi. Main bola, "Bhabhi, yeh pyaar hai. Bhaiya aapko khush nahi rakhte, main rakhunga." Woh hesitate kar rahi thi, par main unko phir kiss kiya, is baar deeper. Mere haath unke chuche par gaye, dabaya. "Aaaahhhh," woh moan ki. Unke nipples hard ho gaye the. Hum terrace se neeche utre, aur bhabhi ke room mein gaye. Door lock kiya.
Room mein dim light thi, Diwali ki candles jal rahi thi. Bhabhi bed par baithi, sharma rahi thi. Main unke paas gaya, saree ka pallu hata diya. Unka blouse expose hua, cleavage deep. Main kiss karte hue blouse ke buttons khole. Unke chuche bahar aa gaye – pink nipples, perfect shape. Main ek ko muh mein liya, suck kiya. "Uffff, Rohan, dheere," woh boli, par haath mere baal mein phira rahi thi. Taste salty tha, sweat se. Dusre chuche ko dabaya, nipple twist kiya. Bhabhi ki moans badh gayi, "Aaaahhhh, mazza aa raha hai."
Main neeche jhuka, unki saree upar ki, petticoat hata diya. Unki panty wet thi. Main panty utari, unki choot dekhi – shaved, pink lips, already gili. Khushboo musky thi, arousing. Main unki thighs kiss ki, phir choot par tongue rakhi. "Oh maaaaa, Rohan!" Woh chillayi. Main lick karta raha, clit ko suck kiya. Unka juice tasty tha, sweet-salty. Bhabhi ki hips hil rahi thi, "Maar daalo mujhe, aur chato." Main fingers daale, in-out kiya. Woh climax pe pahunch gayi, "Aaaahhhh, aa raha hai!" Aur squirt kar di.
Ab meri baari. Main apne clothes utare, lund bahar aaya – 7 inch, thick. Bhabhi ne dekha, aankhen badi ki, "Itna bada? Tere bhaiya ka toh chhota hai." Woh haath mein li, sehlaya. Phir muh mein li, suck ki. "Mmm, tasty," woh boli. Main unke muh mein thrust kiya, deep throat. Unki saliva se lund gila ho gaya.
Phir main unko bed par litaya, missionary position mein. Legs spread ki, lund choot par ragda. "Daalo, Rohan, ab bardasht nahi hota." Main andar push kiya, tight thi. "Aaaahhhh," hum dono moan kiye. Andar bahar karne laga, slow phir fast. Unke chuche bounce kar rahe the. Main kiss karta raha, nipples suck kiya. Bhabhi ki nails mere back par, scratches. Sweat ki smell room mein, mixed with incense from pooja.
Position change ki, doggy style. Unki gaand upar, main peeche se daala. "Uffff, gehra ja raha hai," woh boli. Main hips pakad ke thrust kiya, zor zor se. Sounds of slapping, phach phach. Bhabhi ki choot tight ho gayi, dusra orgasm. Main bhi close tha, "Bhabhi, andar daalu?" Woh boli, "Haan, impregnate kar de mujhe. Bhaiya se bachcha nahi ho raha." Main zor se thrust kiya, cum andar daala. Hot spurt, feel hua.
Hum dono thak ke let gaye. Bhabhi mere chest par sar rakh ke, "Yeh galat tha, par mazza aaya. Guilt hai, par excitement bhi." Main bola, "Bhabhi, yeh hamara secret. Agli baar aur mazza." Woh muskurai.Main bachpan se hi bhabhi ko pasand karta tha. Jab bhaiya ki shaadi hui, main college mein tha. Pehli baar unko dekha, red bridal lehenga mein, aur dil de baitha. Unki smile, unki hansi – sab kuch perfect. Par main chhota bhai tha, toh kabhi kuch nahi bola. Bhaiya busy rehte the, business mein, aur bhabhi ghar par akeli. Main weekends par aata, unke saath baatein karta. Kabhi movies dekhna, kabhi shopping. Ek baar hum mall gaye, bhabhi ne new dress try ki, aur mujhse poocha, "Kaisi lag rahi hoon?" Tight dress mein unka figure killer tha. Main bola, "Bhabhi, aap toh heroine lag rahi ho." Woh hans di, par aankhon mein shukriya tha.
Ab Diwali ke time, tension build hone lagi. Ek din pehle, kitchen incident ke baad, shaam ko hum garden mein baith kar baatein kar rahe the. Bhabhi ne kaha, "Rohan, tumhari girlfriend hai?" Main bola, "Nahi bhabhi, aap jaise koi mili nahi." Woh sharma gayi, "Pagal, main teri bhabhi hoon." Par unka haath mere haath par tha, warm feel. Raat ko dinner ke time, maa ne kaha, "Priya, Rohan ko khana do." Bhabhi ne plate di, unki ungliyan meri ungliyon se touch hui, intentional lagta tha.
Terrace par kiss ke baad, room mein jaane se pehle, hum thoda ruk gaye. Bhabhi boli, "Rohan, soch lo. Agar bhaiya ko pata chala..." Main bola, "Nahi chalega, bhabhi. Aap meri ho." Woh convince hui, consent di. Room mein, saree utarne se pehle, main unko hug kiya, unke body ki heat feel ki. Unki saans mere kaan par, hot. Blouse utarne ke time, buttons ek ek kar ke khole, har button par kiss kiya unke skin par. Unke bra black thi, lacy. Bra utari, chuche free hue. Main unko massage kiya, oil laga kar – room mein coconut oil tha. Oily chuche slippery, mazza double.
Oral sex ke time, main unki choot ko detail se describe karun. Pink folds, clit swollen, juice dripping. Tongue se lick kiya, up down, circles. Fingers se g-spot hit kiya. Bhabhi ki moans: "Aaaahhhh, Rohan, tum expert ho." Main bola, "Aapke liye hi seekha." Unka orgasm intense tha, body shake kiya, legs mere sar par clamp.
Mera blowjob: Bhabhi ne lund ko haath mein li, tip par kiss ki. Phir tongue se lick, balls suck ki. Deep throat mein gagging sound, par woh enjoy kar rahi thi. "Tera lund itna tasty, salty pre-cum."
Penetration: Missionary mein, slow entry. Unki choot tight, virgin jaise feel. In out, rhythm build. Positions: Phir cowgirl, woh upar baithi, bounce ki. Unke chuche up down, main neeche se thrust. Phir doggy, gaand par slap kiya, red marks. Side spooning, intimate, kiss karte hue.
Climax ke baad, afterglow: Hum baatein ki. Bhabhi ne kaha, "Bhaiya se shaadi ke baad pehli baar itna mazza aaya. Guilt hai, par I want more." Main bola, "Next time OYO hotel mein." Teaser for sequel: Agle din subah, bhaiya aane se pehle, kitchen mein quickie...
Hamare ghar mein Diwali ki taiyaariyan mahine bhar se chal rahi thi. Maa ne poora ghar saaf karwaya, rangoli banayi, aur sweets banaye. Bhaiya ko business ke liye Mumbai jaana pada, toh woh 3 din ke liye gaye the. Main office se chhutti leke ghar aaya, socha family ke saath celebrate karunga. Par andar se excitement thi bhabhi ko dekhne ki. Woh hamesha mujhe bhaiya jaise treat karti thi, par unki aankhon mein kabhi-kabhi ek alag si chamak dikhti thi, jaise woh bhi mujhe notice karti hain.
Diwali ke ek din pehle, subah main utha toh bhabhi kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi. Unhone red saree pehni thi, low-cut blouse jo unke back ko expose kar raha tha. Main kitchen mein gaya, "Good morning, bhabhi. Chai milegi?" She smiled, "Haan Rohan, baitho. Tumhare liye special masala chai." Jaise hi woh chai dene aayi, unka pallu thoda slip hua, aur main unke cleavage ko dekhta reh gaya. Unke chuche itne soft lag rahe the, jaise doodh se bhare hue. Meri nazar wahin atak gayi, aur lund mein hulchul hone lagi. Bhabhi ne notice kiya, aur muskurate hue pallu theek kiya, "Kya dekh rahe ho? Chai piyo." Main sharma gaya, par andar se socha, 'Uff, bhabhi, aapki yeh ada mujhe paagal kar deti hai.'
Shaam ko hum sab milke pooja ki taiyaari kar rahe the. Maa mandir gayi thi, papa so rahe the. Bhabhi aur main living room mein lights laga rahe the. Woh ladder par chadhi, aur main neeche se hold kar raha tha. Unki saree thodi upar uth gayi, aur unki smooth legs dikhi. Unke ankles par payal thi, jo chhan chhan baj rahi thi. Main neeche se unki panty ki outline dekh saka – pink color ki. Dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. "Bhabhi, sambhal ke," main bola. Woh neeche dekhi, "Tum ho na hold karne ke liye." Unki awaaz mein ek tease tha. Jaise hi woh utri, unka haath mere shoulder par pada, aur current sa laga. Hum dono ki aankhen mili, aur ek pal ke liye time ruk gaya. Bhabhi ne sharma kar nazar hata li, par main samajh gaya ki kuch toh hai.
Raat ko Diwali ki pooja hui. Sabne new clothes pehne – bhabhi ne golden saree pehni thi, jo unke body ko perfectly hug kar rahi thi. Unke navel expose tha, aur blouse itna tight ki nipples ki shape dikhti thi. Pooja ke baad, patakhe chhodne lage. Bahar colony mein sab log celebrate kar rahe the. Maa-papa thak gaye the, so jaldi so gaye. Main aur bhabhi terrace par gaye, wahan se fireworks dekhne. Raat ka andhera tha, sirf fireworks ki lights. Bhabhi mere paas khadi thi, unke body se perfume ki khushboo aa rahi thi – rose aur musk ki mix. Ek bada rocket phata, aur bhabhi dar ke mere se chipak gayi. Unke chuche mere chest par dab gaye, soft jaise cushions. "Arey bhabhi, dar gayi?" Main hans kar bola, par haath unki kamar par rakh diya.
Woh alag nahi hui, balki boli, "Haan Rohan, thoda darr lagta hai. Tumhare bhaiya hote toh..." Unki awaaz mein udaasi thi. Bhaiya aksar bahar rehte the, aur shayad bhabhi lonely feel karti thi. Main unki kamar sahlate hue bola, "Main hoon na, bhabhi. Aapko kabhi akela nahi hone dunga." Humari nazrein mili, aur is baar woh sharmai nahi. Fireworks ki light mein unke lips glow kar rahe the. Main jhuka, aur unke lips par kiss kar diya. Pehle woh shock hui, par phir respond karne lagi. Unke lips soft the, taste jaise honey. Hum kiss karte rahe, tongues mil gayi. Mere haath unke back par, saree ke upar se feel kar rahe the.
Kiss break karte hue bhabhi boli, "Rohan, yeh galat hai. Hum family hain." Par unki saans tez thi, excitement dikhti thi. Main bola, "Bhabhi, yeh pyaar hai. Bhaiya aapko khush nahi rakhte, main rakhunga." Woh hesitate kar rahi thi, par main unko phir kiss kiya, is baar deeper. Mere haath unke chuche par gaye, dabaya. "Aaaahhhh," woh moan ki. Unke nipples hard ho gaye the. Hum terrace se neeche utre, aur bhabhi ke room mein gaye. Door lock kiya.
Room mein dim light thi, Diwali ki candles jal rahi thi. Bhabhi bed par baithi, sharma rahi thi. Main unke paas gaya, saree ka pallu hata diya. Unka blouse expose hua, cleavage deep. Main kiss karte hue blouse ke buttons khole. Unke chuche bahar aa gaye – pink nipples, perfect shape. Main ek ko muh mein liya, suck kiya. "Uffff, Rohan, dheere," woh boli, par haath mere baal mein phira rahi thi. Taste salty tha, sweat se. Dusre chuche ko dabaya, nipple twist kiya. Bhabhi ki moans badh gayi, "Aaaahhhh, mazza aa raha hai."
Main neeche jhuka, unki saree upar ki, petticoat hata diya. Unki panty wet thi. Main panty utari, unki choot dekhi – shaved, pink lips, already gili. Khushboo musky thi, arousing. Main unki thighs kiss ki, phir choot par tongue rakhi. "Oh maaaaa, Rohan!" Woh chillayi. Main lick karta raha, clit ko suck kiya. Unka juice tasty tha, sweet-salty. Bhabhi ki hips hil rahi thi, "Maar daalo mujhe, aur chato." Main fingers daale, in-out kiya. Woh climax pe pahunch gayi, "Aaaahhhh, aa raha hai!" Aur squirt kar di.
Ab meri baari. Main apne clothes utare, lund bahar aaya – 7 inch, thick. Bhabhi ne dekha, aankhen badi ki, "Itna bada? Tere bhaiya ka toh chhota hai." Woh haath mein li, sehlaya. Phir muh mein li, suck ki. "Mmm, tasty," woh boli. Main unke muh mein thrust kiya, deep throat. Unki saliva se lund gila ho gaya.
Phir main unko bed par litaya, missionary position mein. Legs spread ki, lund choot par ragda. "Daalo, Rohan, ab bardasht nahi hota." Main andar push kiya, tight thi. "Aaaahhhh," hum dono moan kiye. Andar bahar karne laga, slow phir fast. Unke chuche bounce kar rahe the. Main kiss karta raha, nipples suck kiya. Bhabhi ki nails mere back par, scratches. Sweat ki smell room mein, mixed with incense from pooja.
Position change ki, doggy style. Unki gaand upar, main peeche se daala. "Uffff, gehra ja raha hai," woh boli. Main hips pakad ke thrust kiya, zor zor se. Sounds of slapping, phach phach. Bhabhi ki choot tight ho gayi, dusra orgasm. Main bhi close tha, "Bhabhi, andar daalu?" Woh boli, "Haan, impregnate kar de mujhe. Bhaiya se bachcha nahi ho raha." Main zor se thrust kiya, cum andar daala. Hot spurt, feel hua.
Hum dono thak ke let gaye. Bhabhi mere chest par sar rakh ke, "Yeh galat tha, par mazza aaya. Guilt hai, par excitement bhi." Main bola, "Bhabhi, yeh hamara secret. Agli baar aur mazza." Woh muskurai.Main bachpan se hi bhabhi ko pasand karta tha. Jab bhaiya ki shaadi hui, main college mein tha. Pehli baar unko dekha, red bridal lehenga mein, aur dil de baitha. Unki smile, unki hansi – sab kuch perfect. Par main chhota bhai tha, toh kabhi kuch nahi bola. Bhaiya busy rehte the, business mein, aur bhabhi ghar par akeli. Main weekends par aata, unke saath baatein karta. Kabhi movies dekhna, kabhi shopping. Ek baar hum mall gaye, bhabhi ne new dress try ki, aur mujhse poocha, "Kaisi lag rahi hoon?" Tight dress mein unka figure killer tha. Main bola, "Bhabhi, aap toh heroine lag rahi ho." Woh hans di, par aankhon mein shukriya tha.
Ab Diwali ke time, tension build hone lagi. Ek din pehle, kitchen incident ke baad, shaam ko hum garden mein baith kar baatein kar rahe the. Bhabhi ne kaha, "Rohan, tumhari girlfriend hai?" Main bola, "Nahi bhabhi, aap jaise koi mili nahi." Woh sharma gayi, "Pagal, main teri bhabhi hoon." Par unka haath mere haath par tha, warm feel. Raat ko dinner ke time, maa ne kaha, "Priya, Rohan ko khana do." Bhabhi ne plate di, unki ungliyan meri ungliyon se touch hui, intentional lagta tha.
Terrace par kiss ke baad, room mein jaane se pehle, hum thoda ruk gaye. Bhabhi boli, "Rohan, soch lo. Agar bhaiya ko pata chala..." Main bola, "Nahi chalega, bhabhi. Aap meri ho." Woh convince hui, consent di. Room mein, saree utarne se pehle, main unko hug kiya, unke body ki heat feel ki. Unki saans mere kaan par, hot. Blouse utarne ke time, buttons ek ek kar ke khole, har button par kiss kiya unke skin par. Unke bra black thi, lacy. Bra utari, chuche free hue. Main unko massage kiya, oil laga kar – room mein coconut oil tha. Oily chuche slippery, mazza double.
Oral sex ke time, main unki choot ko detail se describe karun. Pink folds, clit swollen, juice dripping. Tongue se lick kiya, up down, circles. Fingers se g-spot hit kiya. Bhabhi ki moans: "Aaaahhhh, Rohan, tum expert ho." Main bola, "Aapke liye hi seekha." Unka orgasm intense tha, body shake kiya, legs mere sar par clamp.
Mera blowjob: Bhabhi ne lund ko haath mein li, tip par kiss ki. Phir tongue se lick, balls suck ki. Deep throat mein gagging sound, par woh enjoy kar rahi thi. "Tera lund itna tasty, salty pre-cum."
Penetration: Missionary mein, slow entry. Unki choot tight, virgin jaise feel. In out, rhythm build. Positions: Phir cowgirl, woh upar baithi, bounce ki. Unke chuche up down, main neeche se thrust. Phir doggy, gaand par slap kiya, red marks. Side spooning, intimate, kiss karte hue.
Climax ke baad, afterglow: Hum baatein ki. Bhabhi ne kaha, "Bhaiya se shaadi ke baad pehli baar itna mazza aaya. Guilt hai, par I want more." Main bola, "Next time OYO hotel mein." Teaser for sequel: Agle din subah, bhaiya aane se pehle, kitchen mein quickie...