Mera naam Rahul hai. Umra 30 saal. Main Delhi ke ek middle-class society mein rehta hoon – 2BHK flat mein, papa retired government officer hain, maa housewife, aur wife Priya, 28 saal ki, woh homemaker hai but online content creator karti hai beauty tips ke. Bachpan se life stable thi – school mein good student, cricket khelta tha mohalle mein, friends ke saath masti. Papa strict the – padhai pe focus, no distractions. College mein B.Com kiya, ab private company mein accountant hoon, salary 8 lakh per year, EMI par flat liya hai. Girlfriends hue hain three – pehli school mein, sirf baatein, dusri college mein, kiss bhi kiya park mein, teesri job ke during, sex bhi kiya hotel mein, missionary style, maze aaya lekin break up ho gaya. Shaadi arranged thi Priya se – woh bohot sundar – gori-chitti, height 5’4”, figure 34-28-36, bade chuche jo tops mein ubhar te the, patli kamar, gaand round. Lambi baal, badi aankhein, lips pink. Shaadi ke baad sex wild – honeymoon Manali mein, snow mein kiss, room mein 4-5 rounds daily. Priya bold thi – lingerie pehenti, roleplay karti, "Rahul, mujhe zor se chod." Main uski fantasies poori karta – anal try, oral, toys. Par job ke stress se sex routine – hafte mein 1-2 baar, jaldi.
Priya frustrated, "Rahul, pehle jaise passion kahan gaya?" Main sorry bolta, "Office ka tension." Padosi Amit the – 35 saal ka, gym instructor, muscular body, single, flat uske. Priya ko compliment karta – "Bhabhi, aap bohot fit lagti ho." Priya has ti, "Amit, tu bhi handsome hai." Main jealous, lekin trust.
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Diwali ke din jab society mein party thi – lights, patakhe, music. Priya ne red saree pehni – low blouse, navel dikh raha. Amit ne dekha, "Bhabhi, aaj toh aag lag rahi ho." Priya sharma gayi, "Amit, tu bhi smart lag raha." Party mein dance, Amit Priya ke paas – close, haath kamar par. Main dekh raha tha – jealousy, lekin lund khada. Raat ko terrace par patakhe, Priya aur Amit paas, main niche. Main chupke upar gaya, dekha – Amit Priya ko kiss kar raha, saree pallu side, chuche dabaye. Priya moan, "Uffff Amit… zor se daba… Rahul na dekh le." Amit, "Woh cuckold hai, mazaa lega." Main chhup kar dekh raha – thrill.
Amit ne saree utari, blouse khola, chuche chusne laga – nipples laal. Priya, "Aaaahhh… Amit… chus zor se… Rahul aise nahi karta." Amit niche, saree upar, panty neeche, choot chaati – Priya jhad gayi.
Amit pant kholi, lund bahar – 8 inch mota. Priya chusi, blowjob. "Amit… kitna bada… Rahul se double."
Pehla round standing – railing laga kar, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… Amit… phaad daal… pregnant kar de." Andar creampie.
Main dekh kar jhad gaya, ghar gaya. Priya aayi, "Rahul… tune dekha?" Main, "Haan… mazaa aaya." Humne sex kiya.
Yeh shuruaat. Agle mahine Amit ghar aaya, chudai, main dekhta raha.
– Priya bold ho gayi, "Rahul, Amit ka lund bohot bada hai, mazaa alag deta hai." Main jealous, lekin excited – cuckold fantasy fulfill ho rahi. Priya tease karti, "Agli baar tu dekhna close se." Ek din Amit ka message Priya ko, "Aaj ghar aa raha hoon, Rahul ko bata do." Priya mujhe boli, "Rahul, Amit aa raha hai dinner par, phir mazaa." Main, "Theek hai, main chhup kar dekhunga." Amit aaya – casual clothes, gifts le kar. Dinner normal – parents nahi the (out of town), sirf hum teen. Dinner ke baad Amit aur Priya bedroom gaye, main balcony se connected window se chhup kar dekha – curtains half open.
Amit ne Priya ko kiss kiya – passionate, saree utari (Priya ne short nighty pehni thi). Chuche dabaye, "Uffff Priya… tere chuche kitne juicy… dabane do zor se." Priya moan, "Aaaahhh… Amit… zor se daba… Rahul dekh raha hoga, usko mazaa aayega." Amit chusne laga – nipples laal kar diya.
Phir Amit niche, nighty upar, panty neeche, choot chaati – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. Priya moan, "Aaaahhhhh… Amit… kitni achhi jeebh… Rahul se better… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Phir Amit khada, lund bahar – Priya chusi, deep throat. "Amit… kitna mota… le mera muh phaad do."
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… Amit… zor se… Rahul ka chhota hai tumhare se." Amit dhakke, chuche masalte. Creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, hair pull, spank. "Maar daalo Amit… apni padosan ki choot phaad do." Multiple jhad.
Teesra round cowgirl – Priya upar, uchal rahi. "Amit… kitna gehra… pregnant kar de."
Chautha round shower – standing, wall laga kar. Paanchva 69 – mutual oral.
Raat bhar 6 rounds – Priya exhausted, lekin khush. Subah Amit gaya, Priya mujhe hug, "Rahul… tune dekha? Kitna mazaa aaya tujhe?" Main, "Haan… bohot." Humne sex kiya, Priya details batati, "Amit ka cum garam tha, andar feel hua."
Ek mahine baad Priya period miss – test positive, Amit ka baby. Emotional – main shock, "Priya… yeh kya?" Woh, "Rahul, tu hi chahta tha cuckold. Ab raise karenge as ours." Guilt, jealousy, lekin excitement – baby Amit ka, main cuckold dad. Amit ne promotion diya Priya ko, affair continue. Life changed – secret thrill, emotional complex, lekin mazaa alag. Yeh end hai.
Priya frustrated, "Rahul, pehle jaise passion kahan gaya?" Main sorry bolta, "Office ka tension." Padosi Amit the – 35 saal ka, gym instructor, muscular body, single, flat uske. Priya ko compliment karta – "Bhabhi, aap bohot fit lagti ho." Priya has ti, "Amit, tu bhi handsome hai." Main jealous, lekin trust.
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Diwali ke din jab society mein party thi – lights, patakhe, music. Priya ne red saree pehni – low blouse, navel dikh raha. Amit ne dekha, "Bhabhi, aaj toh aag lag rahi ho." Priya sharma gayi, "Amit, tu bhi smart lag raha." Party mein dance, Amit Priya ke paas – close, haath kamar par. Main dekh raha tha – jealousy, lekin lund khada. Raat ko terrace par patakhe, Priya aur Amit paas, main niche. Main chupke upar gaya, dekha – Amit Priya ko kiss kar raha, saree pallu side, chuche dabaye. Priya moan, "Uffff Amit… zor se daba… Rahul na dekh le." Amit, "Woh cuckold hai, mazaa lega." Main chhup kar dekh raha – thrill.
Amit ne saree utari, blouse khola, chuche chusne laga – nipples laal. Priya, "Aaaahhh… Amit… chus zor se… Rahul aise nahi karta." Amit niche, saree upar, panty neeche, choot chaati – Priya jhad gayi.
Amit pant kholi, lund bahar – 8 inch mota. Priya chusi, blowjob. "Amit… kitna bada… Rahul se double."
Pehla round standing – railing laga kar, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… Amit… phaad daal… pregnant kar de." Andar creampie.
Main dekh kar jhad gaya, ghar gaya. Priya aayi, "Rahul… tune dekha?" Main, "Haan… mazaa aaya." Humne sex kiya.
Yeh shuruaat. Agle mahine Amit ghar aaya, chudai, main dekhta raha.
– Priya bold ho gayi, "Rahul, Amit ka lund bohot bada hai, mazaa alag deta hai." Main jealous, lekin excited – cuckold fantasy fulfill ho rahi. Priya tease karti, "Agli baar tu dekhna close se." Ek din Amit ka message Priya ko, "Aaj ghar aa raha hoon, Rahul ko bata do." Priya mujhe boli, "Rahul, Amit aa raha hai dinner par, phir mazaa." Main, "Theek hai, main chhup kar dekhunga." Amit aaya – casual clothes, gifts le kar. Dinner normal – parents nahi the (out of town), sirf hum teen. Dinner ke baad Amit aur Priya bedroom gaye, main balcony se connected window se chhup kar dekha – curtains half open.
Amit ne Priya ko kiss kiya – passionate, saree utari (Priya ne short nighty pehni thi). Chuche dabaye, "Uffff Priya… tere chuche kitne juicy… dabane do zor se." Priya moan, "Aaaahhh… Amit… zor se daba… Rahul dekh raha hoga, usko mazaa aayega." Amit chusne laga – nipples laal kar diya.
Phir Amit niche, nighty upar, panty neeche, choot chaati – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. Priya moan, "Aaaahhhhh… Amit… kitni achhi jeebh… Rahul se better… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Phir Amit khada, lund bahar – Priya chusi, deep throat. "Amit… kitna mota… le mera muh phaad do."
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… Amit… zor se… Rahul ka chhota hai tumhare se." Amit dhakke, chuche masalte. Creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, hair pull, spank. "Maar daalo Amit… apni padosan ki choot phaad do." Multiple jhad.
Teesra round cowgirl – Priya upar, uchal rahi. "Amit… kitna gehra… pregnant kar de."
Chautha round shower – standing, wall laga kar. Paanchva 69 – mutual oral.
Raat bhar 6 rounds – Priya exhausted, lekin khush. Subah Amit gaya, Priya mujhe hug, "Rahul… tune dekha? Kitna mazaa aaya tujhe?" Main, "Haan… bohot." Humne sex kiya, Priya details batati, "Amit ka cum garam tha, andar feel hua."
Ek mahine baad Priya period miss – test positive, Amit ka baby. Emotional – main shock, "Priya… yeh kya?" Woh, "Rahul, tu hi chahta tha cuckold. Ab raise karenge as ours." Guilt, jealousy, lekin excitement – baby Amit ka, main cuckold dad. Amit ne promotion diya Priya ko, affair continue. Life changed – secret thrill, emotional complex, lekin mazaa alag. Yeh end hai.