Namaste doston, mera naam Vikram hai, 23 saal ka engineering student, Mumbai mein rehta hoon. Yeh kahani meri door ki cousin didi Shruti ki hai, jo 27 saal ki hain aur Delhi mein job karti hain. Hum bacchpan mein saath khele the, lekin bade hone ke baad sirf family functions mein milte the. Saalon baad unhe dekhne ka mauka mila – meri chachi ki beti ki shaadi mein Punjab ke ek bade farmhouse mein.
Main pahuncha to sab log busy the. Shaadi ka mahoul tha – lights, music, dancing. Shruti didi ko dekha to shock ho gaya. Woh pehle se bilkul alag thi – gori, fitness freak, figure 34-28-36, long hair, aur red lehenga pehna tha jo unke curves ko perfectly highlight kar raha tha. Boobs tight blouse mein ubhre hue, aur low back se unki smooth skin dikh rahi thi.
Woh mujhe dekh kar smile di aur hug kiya – pehli baar itna close. Unki khushboo aur soft body feel hui, mera dil zor se dhadka.
Shaam ko sangeet function tha. Sab dance kar rahe the. Didi ne mujhe pull kiya dance floor par. "Chal Vikram, bacchpan ki tarah naach!" woh haske boli.
Hum dance karne lage – Punjabi beats par. Woh ghum rahi thi, unka lehenga ud raha tha, thighs dikhai de rahe the. Main unke paas aaya, haath unki kamar par rakh diya. Woh sharmai nahi, balki aur close aayi. Unke boobs mere chest se touch ho rahe the.
Dance ke dauraan unhone whisper kiya, "Tu kitna bada aur handsome ho gaya hai… gym karta hai kya?"
Main muskuraya aur unki kamar ko thoda zor se pakda. Raat bhar flirting chalta raha.
Function khatam hone ke baad sab log apne rooms mein gaye. Farmhouse bada tha, rooms alag-alag. Main apne room mein ja raha tha to didi ne awaaz di – woh balcony mein khadi thi, wine glass haath mein.
"Vicky, idhar aa… baith thodi der."
Main unke paas baith gaya. Chaandni thi, thandi hawa. Hum baatein karne lage – job, life, relationships. Didi single thi, koi serious boyfriend nahi.
Thodi der baad unhone apna sir mere shoulder par rakh diya. "Kitna acha lag raha hai tere saath… family mein tu hi samajhta hai mujhe."
Mera haath unke baalon mein chala gaya. Phir himmat karke unke cheek par kiss kiya. Woh shock hui lekin smile di.
Phir unhone mud kar mere honth par kiss kiya – soft, slow. Hum wild kiss karne lage, jeebh andar. Maine unke boobs blouse ke upar se dabaye – kitne bade aur firm the.
"Ahhh… Vicky… yeh galat hai… hum cousins hain…" woh boli, lekin haath mere chest par tha.
Main unka blouse ka hook kholne laga, bra mein unke pink nipples dikh rahe the. Maine chusne shuru kiye, woh moan kar rahi thi – "Uffff… haan… kitna acha lag raha hai…"
Phir ek dum se bahar se awaazein aayi – koi log aa rahe the. Hum alag hue, kapde theek kiye. Didi sharma ke boli, "Kal milte hain… good night."
Us raat main so nahi paya, sirf didi ke bare mein sochta raha.
Agli subah shaadi thi, lekin mera dhyan sirf didi par tha. Function ke dauraan hum nazrein milate, smile karte. Shaadi khatam hone ke baad raat ka dinner aur last party thi.
Party ke baad sab thak kar so gaye. Around 1 AM didi ka message aaya: "Mere room mein aa… darwaza khula hai."
Main chupke se unke room mein gaya. Didi bed par baithi thi – nighty pehni hui, transparent, andar kuch nahi. Unke boobs aur nipples saaf dikh rahe the.
Jaise hi andar gaya, unhone mujhe khinch kar kiss kiya – bahut wild. "Aaj rok nahi paungi Vicky… mujhe tera chahiye."
Maine unki nighty utar di. Woh bilkul nangi thi – perfect body, shaved chut, big boobs.
Maine unhe bed par lita diya aur boobs chusne laga, nipples ko kaatne laga. Woh zor se moan kar rahi thi – "Ahhhh… Vicky… haan… zor se…"
Phir neeche gaya, unki chut chatne laga. Woh geeli ho chuki thi. Ungli andar daali aur jeebh se clitoris chusa – woh pagal ho gayi, kamar utha-utha kar mera muh dabane lagi. "Haan… chat meri chut… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… paani nikalne wala hai!"
Unka orgasm aaya, bahut sara paani nikla.
Phir unhone mera kapda utara. Mera 7 inch ka lund dekh kar boli, "Kitna bada hai… aaj andar lega meri chut."
Unhone deep blowjob diya – pura muh mein, gala tak. Thook se geela kar diya.
Main control nahi kar paya. Unhe lita kar missionary mein lund unki chut par ragda aur dheere se andar daala. Tight thi bahut.
"Aaahhhhh… Vicky… dhire… kitna mota hai tera!" woh chillayi.
Phir speed badha di. Zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Unke boobs hil rahe the, main daba raha tha.
"Haan… chod mujhe… apni cousin didi ko chod… zor se!" woh bol rahi thi.
Position change ki – doggy mein unki gaand pakad kar pela. Unki badi gaand dekh kar aur tez choda.
Phir cowgirl mein woh upar aayi, bounce karne lagi – boobs mere muh ke saamne.
Akhir mein missionary mein hi jhada – pura garam cum unki chut mein daal diya. Unhone tango se mujhe jakad liya.
Dono thak kar let gaye, hug kiye, kiss kiye. Didi ne kaha, "Yeh humara secret rahega… kabhi kisi ko nahi bataenge. Kal sab apne ghar chale jayenge."
Subah hum normal behave kiye, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Alvida ke time hug kiya, lekin aankhon mein woh passion tha.
Ab hum door reh kar bhi kabhi-kabhi message karte hain, yaadein taaza karte hain. Yeh forbidden affair sirf us shaadi tak tha, lekin zindagi bhar yaad rahega.
Doston, yeh cousin wali story complete ho gayi. Kaisi lagi? Comment karo aur batao agli story mein kya chahiye – teacher, boss lady, ya kuch aur theme!
Main pahuncha to sab log busy the. Shaadi ka mahoul tha – lights, music, dancing. Shruti didi ko dekha to shock ho gaya. Woh pehle se bilkul alag thi – gori, fitness freak, figure 34-28-36, long hair, aur red lehenga pehna tha jo unke curves ko perfectly highlight kar raha tha. Boobs tight blouse mein ubhre hue, aur low back se unki smooth skin dikh rahi thi.
Woh mujhe dekh kar smile di aur hug kiya – pehli baar itna close. Unki khushboo aur soft body feel hui, mera dil zor se dhadka.
Shaam ko sangeet function tha. Sab dance kar rahe the. Didi ne mujhe pull kiya dance floor par. "Chal Vikram, bacchpan ki tarah naach!" woh haske boli.
Hum dance karne lage – Punjabi beats par. Woh ghum rahi thi, unka lehenga ud raha tha, thighs dikhai de rahe the. Main unke paas aaya, haath unki kamar par rakh diya. Woh sharmai nahi, balki aur close aayi. Unke boobs mere chest se touch ho rahe the.
Dance ke dauraan unhone whisper kiya, "Tu kitna bada aur handsome ho gaya hai… gym karta hai kya?"
Main muskuraya aur unki kamar ko thoda zor se pakda. Raat bhar flirting chalta raha.
Function khatam hone ke baad sab log apne rooms mein gaye. Farmhouse bada tha, rooms alag-alag. Main apne room mein ja raha tha to didi ne awaaz di – woh balcony mein khadi thi, wine glass haath mein.
"Vicky, idhar aa… baith thodi der."
Main unke paas baith gaya. Chaandni thi, thandi hawa. Hum baatein karne lage – job, life, relationships. Didi single thi, koi serious boyfriend nahi.
Thodi der baad unhone apna sir mere shoulder par rakh diya. "Kitna acha lag raha hai tere saath… family mein tu hi samajhta hai mujhe."
Mera haath unke baalon mein chala gaya. Phir himmat karke unke cheek par kiss kiya. Woh shock hui lekin smile di.
Phir unhone mud kar mere honth par kiss kiya – soft, slow. Hum wild kiss karne lage, jeebh andar. Maine unke boobs blouse ke upar se dabaye – kitne bade aur firm the.
"Ahhh… Vicky… yeh galat hai… hum cousins hain…" woh boli, lekin haath mere chest par tha.
Main unka blouse ka hook kholne laga, bra mein unke pink nipples dikh rahe the. Maine chusne shuru kiye, woh moan kar rahi thi – "Uffff… haan… kitna acha lag raha hai…"
Phir ek dum se bahar se awaazein aayi – koi log aa rahe the. Hum alag hue, kapde theek kiye. Didi sharma ke boli, "Kal milte hain… good night."
Us raat main so nahi paya, sirf didi ke bare mein sochta raha.
Agli subah shaadi thi, lekin mera dhyan sirf didi par tha. Function ke dauraan hum nazrein milate, smile karte. Shaadi khatam hone ke baad raat ka dinner aur last party thi.
Party ke baad sab thak kar so gaye. Around 1 AM didi ka message aaya: "Mere room mein aa… darwaza khula hai."
Main chupke se unke room mein gaya. Didi bed par baithi thi – nighty pehni hui, transparent, andar kuch nahi. Unke boobs aur nipples saaf dikh rahe the.
Jaise hi andar gaya, unhone mujhe khinch kar kiss kiya – bahut wild. "Aaj rok nahi paungi Vicky… mujhe tera chahiye."
Maine unki nighty utar di. Woh bilkul nangi thi – perfect body, shaved chut, big boobs.
Maine unhe bed par lita diya aur boobs chusne laga, nipples ko kaatne laga. Woh zor se moan kar rahi thi – "Ahhhh… Vicky… haan… zor se…"
Phir neeche gaya, unki chut chatne laga. Woh geeli ho chuki thi. Ungli andar daali aur jeebh se clitoris chusa – woh pagal ho gayi, kamar utha-utha kar mera muh dabane lagi. "Haan… chat meri chut… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… paani nikalne wala hai!"
Unka orgasm aaya, bahut sara paani nikla.
Phir unhone mera kapda utara. Mera 7 inch ka lund dekh kar boli, "Kitna bada hai… aaj andar lega meri chut."
Unhone deep blowjob diya – pura muh mein, gala tak. Thook se geela kar diya.
Main control nahi kar paya. Unhe lita kar missionary mein lund unki chut par ragda aur dheere se andar daala. Tight thi bahut.
"Aaahhhhh… Vicky… dhire… kitna mota hai tera!" woh chillayi.
Phir speed badha di. Zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Unke boobs hil rahe the, main daba raha tha.
"Haan… chod mujhe… apni cousin didi ko chod… zor se!" woh bol rahi thi.
Position change ki – doggy mein unki gaand pakad kar pela. Unki badi gaand dekh kar aur tez choda.
Phir cowgirl mein woh upar aayi, bounce karne lagi – boobs mere muh ke saamne.
Akhir mein missionary mein hi jhada – pura garam cum unki chut mein daal diya. Unhone tango se mujhe jakad liya.
Dono thak kar let gaye, hug kiye, kiss kiye. Didi ne kaha, "Yeh humara secret rahega… kabhi kisi ko nahi bataenge. Kal sab apne ghar chale jayenge."
Subah hum normal behave kiye, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Alvida ke time hug kiya, lekin aankhon mein woh passion tha.
Ab hum door reh kar bhi kabhi-kabhi message karte hain, yaadein taaza karte hain. Yeh forbidden affair sirf us shaadi tak tha, lekin zindagi bhar yaad rahega.
Doston, yeh cousin wali story complete ho gayi. Kaisi lagi? Comment karo aur batao agli story mein kya chahiye – teacher, boss lady, ya kuch aur theme!