Mera naam Kavita hai, 29 saal ki, Mumbai ke Andheri mein ek 2BHK flat mein rehti hoon apne pati Sameer ke saath. Sameer 34 ka hai, sales job mein hai, har mahine 10-15 din tour pe rehta hai. Humari shaadi ko 5 saal hue hain, love-cum-arranged. Main housewife hoon, par gym jaati hoon, figure maintain karti hoon – 5'4", fair, 34B chuche jo tight blouses mein bahut achhe lagte hain, patli kamar aur 36 ki gaand jo saree mein sway karti hai. Bedroom mein Sameer average hai – jaldi khatam ho jata hai, par pyar bahut karta hai.
Pados mein flat number 702 mein Rohan rehta hai – 31 saal ka, single, gym trainer, 6 foot lamba, muscular body, wheatish skin, short beard. Woh mujhe “Bhabhi” bulata hai, par uski nazar kabhi kabhi meri aankhon se neeche chali jati hai – meri cleavage ya gaand pe. Main notice karti thi par ignore kar deti thi. Kabhi kabhi balcony mein baat hoti thi, woh shirtless workout karta tha, main towel pehne balcony jhadu lagati thi. Uska lund shorts mein outline dikh jata tha – mota aur lamba lagta tha.
Ek din Sameer ko 10 din ke tour pe jana tha. Usne kaha, “Kavita, agar kuch chahiye toh Rohan bhaiya ko bol dena, woh help kar denge.” Main has ke boli, “Haan haan, padosi bhaiya toh hain hi.” Sameer chala gaya subah 6 baje.
Shaam ko 7 baje Rohan knock kiya. Usne white vest aur track pant pehni thi, sweat se body chamak rahi thi. “Bhabhi, aap theek ho? Sameer bhai tour pe gaye na?” Maine smile diya, “Haan, andar aao na.” Usne andar aake sofa pe baith gaya. Maine chai banayi. Baat karte karte topic ghar ke kaam pe aaya. Maine kaha, “Aaj gas cylinder change karna tha, Sameer nahi kar paya.” Rohan bola, “Bhabhi, main kar deta hoon abhi.”
Kitchen mein gaya. Cylinder heavy tha, woh utha ke set kar raha tha. Main paas khadi thi, uski biceps flex ho rahe the. Jab cylinder set hua, usne haath dhoye aur meri taraf mudha. Hum bahut close the – meri saans uske chest pe lag rahi thi. Usne dheere se bola, “Bhabhi, aap aaj bahut sundar lag rahi ho.” Maine sharma ke boli, “Arre Rohan, aise mat bolo.” Par andar se kuch garam laga.
Usne mera haath pakda, “Bhabhi, main kab se soch raha hoon… aap itni khoobsurat ho, Sameer bhai lucky hain.” Maine haath chhudane ki koshish ki par woh nahi chhoda. Usne mujhe counter pe dhakel diya aur lips pe kiss kar diya. Pehla kiss tha – soft, par jaldi aggressive ho gaya. Main resist kar rahi thi, “Rohan… ye galat hai… main teri bhabhi hoon…” Par uska haath meri kamar pe tha, mujhe tight pakad raha tha.
Kiss ke baad usne meri neck pe kiss kiya, kaan mein bola, “Bhabhi, mujhe pata hai aap bhi chahti ho. Main roz dekhta hoon kaise aap balcony mein mujhe dekhti ho.” Sach tha – main notice karti thi uska body. Mera resistance kam hone laga. Usne meri pink cotton saree ka pallu neeche gira diya. Blouse mein mere chuche ubhar aaye. Usne blouse ke buttons khole, bra bahar nikali. Mere nipples hard the. Usne unhe muh mein liya, chusne laga. “Uffff… Rohan… aaaahhhh… dheere…” main moan kar rahi thi.
Usne mujhe kitchen counter pe bitha diya, saree upar uthayi. Meri panty geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty side karke meri choot pe jeebh feri. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… Rohan… kya kar raha hai… uffff…” Usne clit ko suck kiya, fingers andar daale. Main pagal ho rahi thi, “Maar daal mujhe… aaaah… andar daal apni ungliyan…”
Phir usne mujhe bedroom le gaya. Sameer aur mera bed pe mujhe litaya. Saree poori utari, main sirf bra aur panty mein. Usne apni vest utari – chhati pe six-pack, nipples dark. Track pant utari – uska lund bahar aaya – 8 inch ka, mota, veins ubhri hui. Maine pehli baar dekha itna bada. “Rohan… ye toh bahut bada hai…” Usne hasa, “Bhabhi, aaj yeh aapki choot ko khush karega.”
Usne mujhe kiss karte hue bra khola, chuche chuse. Phir panty utari. Meri clean shaved choot chamak rahi thi. Usne apna lund meri choot pe ragda. Main boli, “Condom daal na…” Par usne kaha, “Bhabhi, aaj skin to skin… main bahar nikal lunga.” Main hesitate ki par excitement zyada tha.
Usne dheere se top pe pressure diya. Lund ka supara andar gaya. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… dheere… phat jayegi meri choot…” Usne dheere dheere andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Poora andar gaya toh main ro rahi thi pleasure se. “Uffff… kitna bada hai… bharta hai poora…” Usne slow strokes shuru kiye. Har stroke pe main moan kar rahi thi, “Aaaahhhh… Rohan… zor se… chod mujhe…”
Phir usne speed badhayi. Missionary mein zor zor ke dhakke. Bed hil raha tha. Mere chuche upar neeche ho rahe the. Usne mere nipples bite kiye. Main boli, “Rohan… meri choot jal rahi hai… aaaah… aur zor se…” Usne mujhe ghodi banaya. Peeche se lund daala, gaand pakad ke thap thap thap. Awaz aa rahi thi – chap chap chap. Usne meri gaand pe thappad maare, “Bhabhi, teri gaand kitni mast hai… aaj ise bhi laal kar dunga.”
Main jhadne wali thi. “Rohan… aaaahhhh… main jhad rahi hoon…” Usne speed badhayi aur bola, “Bhabhi, main bhi… andar hi jhadun?” Maine kaha, “Haan… bhar de mujhe… pregnant kar de…” Usne zor se dhakka maara aur garam garam virya meri choot mein chhod diya. Main bhi jhad gayi – choot ne uske lund ko daboch liya.
Hum dono paseene se tar, ek dusre pe let gaye. Usne mujhe kiss kiya, “Bhabhi, yeh sirf shuruaat hai.” Maine sharma ke boli, “Sameer ko pata chal gaya toh…” Usne kaha, “Koi nahi pata chalega. Ab se jab bhi Sameer bhai tour pe jayenge, main aaunga.”
Us raat humne teen round kiye. Dusra round bathroom mein shower ke neeche – usne mujhe wall se lagake peeche se choda. Teesra round subah 5 baje – spooning position mein, dheere dheere choda jab tak dono jhad gaye.
Agli subah Rohan chala gaya. Main bed pe leti soch rahi thi – guilt tha, par excitement bhi. Sameer jab wapas aaya toh main normal behave ki, par raat ko sex ke time mujhe Rohan ka lund yaad aa raha tha. Sameer ne notice kiya, “Kavita, aaj tu zyada excited lag rahi hai.” Maine smile diya, “Bas aise hi.”
Ab Rohan har do-teen din baad aata hai – kabhi kitchen mein quickie, kabhi balcony pe fingering, kabhi full night chudai. Main ab openly uske saath enjoy karti hoon. Sameer ko shak nahi, par mujhe lagta hai shayad ek din woh bhi jaan jayega aur phir kuch naya chapter shuru hoga.
Rohan ne mujhe ek baar bola, “Bhabhi, jab Sameer bhai ghar pe honge tab bhi main aunga. Tu mujhe signal degi.” Maine has ke kaha, “Pagal hai tu.” Par andar se soch rahi hoon – agar Sameer ko pata chala toh kya hoga? Shayad woh bhi join kar le – threesome fantasy ab mere dimaag mein ghoom rahi hai.
Last week Rohan ne mujhe OYO hotel le gaya tha. Wahan humne poori raat roleplay kiya – main uski “rakhi behen” bani, woh mera “bhaiya”. Usne mujhe blindfold kiya, haath bandhe, phir tease kiya – nipples pe ice cube, clit pe vibrator. Phir jab main pagal ho gayi tab usne mujhe choda – doggy, missionary, cowgirl, sab positions. Usne mujhe teen baar jhadwaya aur khud do baar andar hi jhad gaya.
Ab har baar jab Sameer tour pe jata hai, mera dil zor se dhadakta hai – kyunki jaante ho, raat ko Rohan ka knock aayega. Aur main darwaza khol dungi, saree pehen ke, ready to be fucked like never before.
Yeh kahani abhi khatam nahi hui. Agli baar jab Sameer tour pe jayega, Rohan shayad apne dost ko bhi layega – double penetration ka plan hai. Main excited hoon, guilty bhi, par ruk nahi sakti.
Pados mein flat number 702 mein Rohan rehta hai – 31 saal ka, single, gym trainer, 6 foot lamba, muscular body, wheatish skin, short beard. Woh mujhe “Bhabhi” bulata hai, par uski nazar kabhi kabhi meri aankhon se neeche chali jati hai – meri cleavage ya gaand pe. Main notice karti thi par ignore kar deti thi. Kabhi kabhi balcony mein baat hoti thi, woh shirtless workout karta tha, main towel pehne balcony jhadu lagati thi. Uska lund shorts mein outline dikh jata tha – mota aur lamba lagta tha.
Ek din Sameer ko 10 din ke tour pe jana tha. Usne kaha, “Kavita, agar kuch chahiye toh Rohan bhaiya ko bol dena, woh help kar denge.” Main has ke boli, “Haan haan, padosi bhaiya toh hain hi.” Sameer chala gaya subah 6 baje.
Shaam ko 7 baje Rohan knock kiya. Usne white vest aur track pant pehni thi, sweat se body chamak rahi thi. “Bhabhi, aap theek ho? Sameer bhai tour pe gaye na?” Maine smile diya, “Haan, andar aao na.” Usne andar aake sofa pe baith gaya. Maine chai banayi. Baat karte karte topic ghar ke kaam pe aaya. Maine kaha, “Aaj gas cylinder change karna tha, Sameer nahi kar paya.” Rohan bola, “Bhabhi, main kar deta hoon abhi.”
Kitchen mein gaya. Cylinder heavy tha, woh utha ke set kar raha tha. Main paas khadi thi, uski biceps flex ho rahe the. Jab cylinder set hua, usne haath dhoye aur meri taraf mudha. Hum bahut close the – meri saans uske chest pe lag rahi thi. Usne dheere se bola, “Bhabhi, aap aaj bahut sundar lag rahi ho.” Maine sharma ke boli, “Arre Rohan, aise mat bolo.” Par andar se kuch garam laga.
Usne mera haath pakda, “Bhabhi, main kab se soch raha hoon… aap itni khoobsurat ho, Sameer bhai lucky hain.” Maine haath chhudane ki koshish ki par woh nahi chhoda. Usne mujhe counter pe dhakel diya aur lips pe kiss kar diya. Pehla kiss tha – soft, par jaldi aggressive ho gaya. Main resist kar rahi thi, “Rohan… ye galat hai… main teri bhabhi hoon…” Par uska haath meri kamar pe tha, mujhe tight pakad raha tha.
Kiss ke baad usne meri neck pe kiss kiya, kaan mein bola, “Bhabhi, mujhe pata hai aap bhi chahti ho. Main roz dekhta hoon kaise aap balcony mein mujhe dekhti ho.” Sach tha – main notice karti thi uska body. Mera resistance kam hone laga. Usne meri pink cotton saree ka pallu neeche gira diya. Blouse mein mere chuche ubhar aaye. Usne blouse ke buttons khole, bra bahar nikali. Mere nipples hard the. Usne unhe muh mein liya, chusne laga. “Uffff… Rohan… aaaahhhh… dheere…” main moan kar rahi thi.
Usne mujhe kitchen counter pe bitha diya, saree upar uthayi. Meri panty geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty side karke meri choot pe jeebh feri. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… Rohan… kya kar raha hai… uffff…” Usne clit ko suck kiya, fingers andar daale. Main pagal ho rahi thi, “Maar daal mujhe… aaaah… andar daal apni ungliyan…”
Phir usne mujhe bedroom le gaya. Sameer aur mera bed pe mujhe litaya. Saree poori utari, main sirf bra aur panty mein. Usne apni vest utari – chhati pe six-pack, nipples dark. Track pant utari – uska lund bahar aaya – 8 inch ka, mota, veins ubhri hui. Maine pehli baar dekha itna bada. “Rohan… ye toh bahut bada hai…” Usne hasa, “Bhabhi, aaj yeh aapki choot ko khush karega.”
Usne mujhe kiss karte hue bra khola, chuche chuse. Phir panty utari. Meri clean shaved choot chamak rahi thi. Usne apna lund meri choot pe ragda. Main boli, “Condom daal na…” Par usne kaha, “Bhabhi, aaj skin to skin… main bahar nikal lunga.” Main hesitate ki par excitement zyada tha.
Usne dheere se top pe pressure diya. Lund ka supara andar gaya. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… dheere… phat jayegi meri choot…” Usne dheere dheere andar dhakelna shuru kiya. Poora andar gaya toh main ro rahi thi pleasure se. “Uffff… kitna bada hai… bharta hai poora…” Usne slow strokes shuru kiye. Har stroke pe main moan kar rahi thi, “Aaaahhhh… Rohan… zor se… chod mujhe…”
Phir usne speed badhayi. Missionary mein zor zor ke dhakke. Bed hil raha tha. Mere chuche upar neeche ho rahe the. Usne mere nipples bite kiye. Main boli, “Rohan… meri choot jal rahi hai… aaaah… aur zor se…” Usne mujhe ghodi banaya. Peeche se lund daala, gaand pakad ke thap thap thap. Awaz aa rahi thi – chap chap chap. Usne meri gaand pe thappad maare, “Bhabhi, teri gaand kitni mast hai… aaj ise bhi laal kar dunga.”
Main jhadne wali thi. “Rohan… aaaahhhh… main jhad rahi hoon…” Usne speed badhayi aur bola, “Bhabhi, main bhi… andar hi jhadun?” Maine kaha, “Haan… bhar de mujhe… pregnant kar de…” Usne zor se dhakka maara aur garam garam virya meri choot mein chhod diya. Main bhi jhad gayi – choot ne uske lund ko daboch liya.
Hum dono paseene se tar, ek dusre pe let gaye. Usne mujhe kiss kiya, “Bhabhi, yeh sirf shuruaat hai.” Maine sharma ke boli, “Sameer ko pata chal gaya toh…” Usne kaha, “Koi nahi pata chalega. Ab se jab bhi Sameer bhai tour pe jayenge, main aaunga.”
Us raat humne teen round kiye. Dusra round bathroom mein shower ke neeche – usne mujhe wall se lagake peeche se choda. Teesra round subah 5 baje – spooning position mein, dheere dheere choda jab tak dono jhad gaye.
Agli subah Rohan chala gaya. Main bed pe leti soch rahi thi – guilt tha, par excitement bhi. Sameer jab wapas aaya toh main normal behave ki, par raat ko sex ke time mujhe Rohan ka lund yaad aa raha tha. Sameer ne notice kiya, “Kavita, aaj tu zyada excited lag rahi hai.” Maine smile diya, “Bas aise hi.”
Ab Rohan har do-teen din baad aata hai – kabhi kitchen mein quickie, kabhi balcony pe fingering, kabhi full night chudai. Main ab openly uske saath enjoy karti hoon. Sameer ko shak nahi, par mujhe lagta hai shayad ek din woh bhi jaan jayega aur phir kuch naya chapter shuru hoga.
Rohan ne mujhe ek baar bola, “Bhabhi, jab Sameer bhai ghar pe honge tab bhi main aunga. Tu mujhe signal degi.” Maine has ke kaha, “Pagal hai tu.” Par andar se soch rahi hoon – agar Sameer ko pata chala toh kya hoga? Shayad woh bhi join kar le – threesome fantasy ab mere dimaag mein ghoom rahi hai.
Last week Rohan ne mujhe OYO hotel le gaya tha. Wahan humne poori raat roleplay kiya – main uski “rakhi behen” bani, woh mera “bhaiya”. Usne mujhe blindfold kiya, haath bandhe, phir tease kiya – nipples pe ice cube, clit pe vibrator. Phir jab main pagal ho gayi tab usne mujhe choda – doggy, missionary, cowgirl, sab positions. Usne mujhe teen baar jhadwaya aur khud do baar andar hi jhad gaya.
Ab har baar jab Sameer tour pe jata hai, mera dil zor se dhadakta hai – kyunki jaante ho, raat ko Rohan ka knock aayega. Aur main darwaza khol dungi, saree pehen ke, ready to be fucked like never before.
Yeh kahani abhi khatam nahi hui. Agli baar jab Sameer tour pe jayega, Rohan shayad apne dost ko bhi layega – double penetration ka plan hai. Main excited hoon, guilty bhi, par ruk nahi sakti.