Hi, my name is Rohit Kapoor, aur yeh meri woh sachchi kahani hai jo family ke andar ka sabse bada twist ban gayi. Main 25 saal ka hoon, Delhi mein joint family mein rehta hoon – papa-mummy, chacha-chachi, aur hum sab ek hi ghar mein. Ghar bada hai, do manzila, alag-alag rooms, lekin walls thin hain, raat ko awaazein aa jaati hain. Chacha, Rajesh Kapoor, 48 saal ke, business karte hain, bahar zyada rehte hain. Chachi, Meena Chachi, 42 saal ki – gori, bhari hui body, 38DD boobs jo saree ke blouse mein mushkil se sambhalte, kamar patli, gaand heavy aur mast. Woh ghar sambhalti hain, hamesha simple saree pehenti hain, lekin jab pallu slip hota hai toh cleavage deep dikh jaati hai. Bachpan se main unko notice karta tha – kabhi haath lag jaata, kabhi hug mein boobs dab jaate, lekin kabhi openly nahi socha.
Ek din raat ko main late office se wapas aaya – around 1 baje. Ghar andhera tha, sirf chacha ke room ki taraf se halki light aur awaazein aa rahi thi. Darwaza thoda khula tha. Maine jhaanka – chacha bed pe the, lekin unke saath chachi nahi thi. Neighbor aunty, Pooja Aunty (jo single thi, husband abroad), unke upar thi. Aunty ki nighty upar thi, chacha ka lund andar bahar kar raha tha. "Rajesh… ahhh… teri bhabhi ko mat bataana… bas chod mujhe," aunty moan kar rahi thi. Chacha zor zor se dhakke maar rahe the, "Haan Pooja… teri chut kitni tight… Meena se zyada mazaa deti hai tu." Main shocked tha – chacha cheating kar rahe the chachi ke saath hi ghar mein.
Mera dil toot gaya chachi ke liye – woh itni caring thi, subah uth ke sabke liye chai banati, chacha ko khush rakhne ki koshish karti. Agle din maine decide kiya chachi ko bataana hai. Shaam ko jab sab bahar the – chacha office, mummy market – main chachi ke room mein gaya. Woh bed pe baithi thi, saree mein, thaki hui lag rahi thi. "Chachi… baat karni hai important." Woh chaunk gayi, "Kya hua Rohit beta?" Maine sab bata diya – raat ko dekha, chacha aur Pooja Aunty. Chachi ka chehra safed pad gaya, aankhen bhar aayi. "Sach bata raha hai tu?" Maine haan mein sir hilaya. Woh rone lagi, "Main itne saalon se uske liye sab kuch karti hoon… aur woh… neighbor ke saath?"
Main unko gale laga ke comfort karne laga. Unke boobs mere chest pe dab gaye, garam aur soft. Woh roti rahi, phir dheere se boli, "Rohit… main akeli hoon… usne mujhe cheat kiya… ab main bhi badla lungi." Unki aankhon mein gussa tha, lekin saath hi kuch aur – desire. Maine bola, "Chachi… main aapke saath hoon… jo bhi chahiye." Woh mere chehre ko dekhti rahi, phir dheere se mere lips pe kiss kar diya – pehle soft, phir hungry. "Beta… tu mera beta jaisa hai… lekin ab… mujhe chahiye… revenge."
Hum dono kiss karne lage passionately, tongue andar. Mera haath unki kamar pe gaya, saree ka pallu side kiya. Blouse ke hooks khole – red bra mein boobs ubhar aaye. Bra utari, boobs bahar – heavy, nipples dark aur hard. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se. "Ahh… Rohit… dheere… kitna zor se chus raha hai… chachi ke boobs itne din se kisi ne nahi chhue." Main dusre ko dabata raha, woh tadap rahi thi.
Saree niche ki, petticoat ka naada khola. Panty gili thi bohot. Utari – hairy pussy, lips swollen. Fingers se rub kiya clit pe. "Ahhh… beta… andar daal ungli… haan… chachi ki chut garam hai tere liye." Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga slowly, phir tez. Woh hips utha rahi thi, "Haan… finger fuck kar… tez… main jhadne wali hoon!" Main speed badhaya, woh jhad gayi – body kaanp gaya, "Ahhhh… beta… chachi cumming hai… haan!"
Phir chachi ne meri pant kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum tapak raha. "Itna bada… mera bhatija ka lund… kitna hard." Usne haath se hilaya, phir muh mein liya – chusne lagi deep, tongue swirl. Main moan kar raha tha, "Chachi… suck karo… mazaa aa raha hai."
Main unko bed pe litaya, taangein failayi. Lund chut pe ragda, teasing. "Chachi… andar daalun?" Woh boli, "Haan beta… chachi ki chut mein apna lund daal… chacha ko badla dene ke liye chod mujhe." Dheere se push kiya, pura andar – tight, garam, wet. "Ahhh… chachi… teri chut kitni mast… pura andar ja raha hai." Slow thrusts se shuru – har andar bahar mein unki feelings dekhta. "Haan… aise hi… dheere… phir zor se."
Speed badhaya – bed hil raha tha, wet slapping sounds. Unke boobs hil rahe the, main dabata raha. "Feel kar chachi… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan beta… zor se… phaad de chachi ki chut… chacha ko dikha de ki main bhi enjoy kar sakti hoon!"
Position change – doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se daala. Gaand dabata hua thappad maara. "Le chachi… teri gaand kitni mast… roz sochta tha." Woh peeche dhakel rahi thi, "Haan… zor se… thappad maar… fuck your chachi like a randi!"
Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, lund pe bounce. Boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez, "Ahhh… Rohit… main phir jhadne wali… haan!" Main neeche se dhakke maare.
Multiple rounds – break lete, kiss karte, foreplay. Ek round mein main unki chut chaat raha tha, doosre mein woh mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Emotions mix – guilt chachi ke saath yeh kar raha hoon, lekin revenge ka thrill aur lust overpower.
Last round missionary. Taangein kandhon pe, deep thrusts. "Chachi… jhadne wala hoon… andar hi?" Woh boli, "Haan beta… bhar de… chachi ki chut ko apna maal daal… chacha ke badle pregnant kar de mujhe!" Zor se dhakka maara, cum andar – garam jets, overflow. Woh saath jhad gayi, "Ahhhh… tera maal… garam… feel ho raha hai… haan!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye, sweat se bheeg gaye, saans phooli hui. Lund abhi andar, cum tapak raha. Chachi ne kiss kiya, "Rohit… yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin jab bhi chacha bahar honge… raat ko aa jana… revenge continue rahega."
Us din se silsila chalta raha – chacha jab bahar jaate, hum raat bhar wild sex. Chachi confident ho gayi, smile zyada karti. Chacha ko shak bhi nahi hua. Yeh hamara taboo revenge tha – chachi aur bhatije ka, jo chacha ke affair ka jawab tha. Har baar jab chacha cheating karte, hum bhi enjoy karte – passion, lust, aur badla ka maza.
Ek din raat ko main late office se wapas aaya – around 1 baje. Ghar andhera tha, sirf chacha ke room ki taraf se halki light aur awaazein aa rahi thi. Darwaza thoda khula tha. Maine jhaanka – chacha bed pe the, lekin unke saath chachi nahi thi. Neighbor aunty, Pooja Aunty (jo single thi, husband abroad), unke upar thi. Aunty ki nighty upar thi, chacha ka lund andar bahar kar raha tha. "Rajesh… ahhh… teri bhabhi ko mat bataana… bas chod mujhe," aunty moan kar rahi thi. Chacha zor zor se dhakke maar rahe the, "Haan Pooja… teri chut kitni tight… Meena se zyada mazaa deti hai tu." Main shocked tha – chacha cheating kar rahe the chachi ke saath hi ghar mein.
Mera dil toot gaya chachi ke liye – woh itni caring thi, subah uth ke sabke liye chai banati, chacha ko khush rakhne ki koshish karti. Agle din maine decide kiya chachi ko bataana hai. Shaam ko jab sab bahar the – chacha office, mummy market – main chachi ke room mein gaya. Woh bed pe baithi thi, saree mein, thaki hui lag rahi thi. "Chachi… baat karni hai important." Woh chaunk gayi, "Kya hua Rohit beta?" Maine sab bata diya – raat ko dekha, chacha aur Pooja Aunty. Chachi ka chehra safed pad gaya, aankhen bhar aayi. "Sach bata raha hai tu?" Maine haan mein sir hilaya. Woh rone lagi, "Main itne saalon se uske liye sab kuch karti hoon… aur woh… neighbor ke saath?"
Main unko gale laga ke comfort karne laga. Unke boobs mere chest pe dab gaye, garam aur soft. Woh roti rahi, phir dheere se boli, "Rohit… main akeli hoon… usne mujhe cheat kiya… ab main bhi badla lungi." Unki aankhon mein gussa tha, lekin saath hi kuch aur – desire. Maine bola, "Chachi… main aapke saath hoon… jo bhi chahiye." Woh mere chehre ko dekhti rahi, phir dheere se mere lips pe kiss kar diya – pehle soft, phir hungry. "Beta… tu mera beta jaisa hai… lekin ab… mujhe chahiye… revenge."
Hum dono kiss karne lage passionately, tongue andar. Mera haath unki kamar pe gaya, saree ka pallu side kiya. Blouse ke hooks khole – red bra mein boobs ubhar aaye. Bra utari, boobs bahar – heavy, nipples dark aur hard. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se. "Ahh… Rohit… dheere… kitna zor se chus raha hai… chachi ke boobs itne din se kisi ne nahi chhue." Main dusre ko dabata raha, woh tadap rahi thi.
Saree niche ki, petticoat ka naada khola. Panty gili thi bohot. Utari – hairy pussy, lips swollen. Fingers se rub kiya clit pe. "Ahhh… beta… andar daal ungli… haan… chachi ki chut garam hai tere liye." Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga slowly, phir tez. Woh hips utha rahi thi, "Haan… finger fuck kar… tez… main jhadne wali hoon!" Main speed badhaya, woh jhad gayi – body kaanp gaya, "Ahhhh… beta… chachi cumming hai… haan!"
Phir chachi ne meri pant kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum tapak raha. "Itna bada… mera bhatija ka lund… kitna hard." Usne haath se hilaya, phir muh mein liya – chusne lagi deep, tongue swirl. Main moan kar raha tha, "Chachi… suck karo… mazaa aa raha hai."
Main unko bed pe litaya, taangein failayi. Lund chut pe ragda, teasing. "Chachi… andar daalun?" Woh boli, "Haan beta… chachi ki chut mein apna lund daal… chacha ko badla dene ke liye chod mujhe." Dheere se push kiya, pura andar – tight, garam, wet. "Ahhh… chachi… teri chut kitni mast… pura andar ja raha hai." Slow thrusts se shuru – har andar bahar mein unki feelings dekhta. "Haan… aise hi… dheere… phir zor se."
Speed badhaya – bed hil raha tha, wet slapping sounds. Unke boobs hil rahe the, main dabata raha. "Feel kar chachi… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan beta… zor se… phaad de chachi ki chut… chacha ko dikha de ki main bhi enjoy kar sakti hoon!"
Position change – doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se daala. Gaand dabata hua thappad maara. "Le chachi… teri gaand kitni mast… roz sochta tha." Woh peeche dhakel rahi thi, "Haan… zor se… thappad maar… fuck your chachi like a randi!"
Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, lund pe bounce. Boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez, "Ahhh… Rohit… main phir jhadne wali… haan!" Main neeche se dhakke maare.
Multiple rounds – break lete, kiss karte, foreplay. Ek round mein main unki chut chaat raha tha, doosre mein woh mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Emotions mix – guilt chachi ke saath yeh kar raha hoon, lekin revenge ka thrill aur lust overpower.
Last round missionary. Taangein kandhon pe, deep thrusts. "Chachi… jhadne wala hoon… andar hi?" Woh boli, "Haan beta… bhar de… chachi ki chut ko apna maal daal… chacha ke badle pregnant kar de mujhe!" Zor se dhakka maara, cum andar – garam jets, overflow. Woh saath jhad gayi, "Ahhhh… tera maal… garam… feel ho raha hai… haan!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye, sweat se bheeg gaye, saans phooli hui. Lund abhi andar, cum tapak raha. Chachi ne kiss kiya, "Rohit… yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin jab bhi chacha bahar honge… raat ko aa jana… revenge continue rahega."
Us din se silsila chalta raha – chacha jab bahar jaate, hum raat bhar wild sex. Chachi confident ho gayi, smile zyada karti. Chacha ko shak bhi nahi hua. Yeh hamara taboo revenge tha – chachi aur bhatije ka, jo chacha ke affair ka jawab tha. Har baar jab chacha cheating karte, hum bhi enjoy karte – passion, lust, aur badla ka maza.