Hi, my name is Deepak Verma, aur yeh meri woh sachchi kahani hai jo main apne andar chhupaye hue tha lekin ab bata raha hoon. Main 24 saal ka hoon, Dehradun ke paas ek chhote se kasbe mein rehta hoon. Family joint hai, sab log milkar festivals manate hain. Meri chacha ki beti Priyanka, 22 saal ki, bahut sundar hai – gori chamdi, lambe kaale baal, figure 34C-26-36, boobs tight aur gaand mast. Woh college mein padhti hai, ghar aati toh jeans aur top pehenti hai jo uske curves ko dikhaate hain. Bachpan se hum close the – khelte the, secrets share karte the – lekin jawani aane ke baad main usko alag nazar se dekhne laga. Woh bhi kabhi kabhi flirt karti thi, jaise haath pakad ke hansna ya aankh maarna.
Last monsoon ke baad, family ne picnic plan kiya jungle mein – wahan ek purana waterfall hai, paas hi dense forest. Subah sab log car se gaye – mummy-papa, chacha-chachi, main aur Priyanka. Picnic spot pe pahunch ke sabne blanket bichhaya, khana khaya. Garmi thi lekin jungle mein thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Priyanka ne pink crop top aur denim shorts pehna tha, crop top itna chhota ki uski navel dikh rahi thi aur shorts tight the, gaand ka shape saaf.
Shaam hone lagi toh sab log waterfall dekhne gaye. Main aur Priyanka peeche reh gaye photos click karne. Rasta thoda mushkil tha, pattharon se bhara. Ek jagah pe hum slip ho gaye, maine usko pakda, haath uski kamar pe gaya. Usne hans ke bola, "Bhaiya… careful, gir jaogi toh main kya karungi?" Lekin uski aankhon mein kuch alag tha. Hum aage badhe lekin group se door ho gaye. Jungle dense ho gaya, awaazein door se aa rahi thi – birds, paani ka shor.
Priyanka thak gayi, boli "Thodi der baith jaate hain." Hum ek bade patthar pe baith gaye. Usne paani piya, crop top gila ho gaya, bra ka outline saaf dikh raha tha. Nipples hard the thandi hawa se. Maine notice kiya aur woh bhi jaanti thi. "Kya dekh rahe ho, Deepak bhaiya?" usne tease kiya. Main bola, "Tu hi itni hot lag rahi hai." Woh sharma gayi lekin muskurayi, "Bhaiya… aise mat bolo, cousin ho tum."
Lekin woh mere paas aur kareeb aa gayi, shoulder touch ho gaya. Mera haath uski thigh pe gaya. Woh kaanp uthi lekin hataya nahi. "Priyanka… mujhe control nahi ho raha," maine dheere se kaha. Usne aankhen band ki, "Toh mat karo control." Maine uske chehre ko apne taraf kiya, lips pe kiss kar diya. Soft lips the, garam. Woh jawab dene lagi, tongue andar daal di. Hum dono passionate kiss karne lage, jungle ki awaazein background mein.
Maine uska crop top upar kiya, bra ke upar se boobs dabaye. Soft aur heavy the. Bra ka hook khola, boobs bahar aaye – pink nipples erect. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se. "Ahh… Deepak… dheere… koi dekh lega," woh moan kar rahi thi lekin hips utha rahi thi. Main bola, "Yahan koi nahi aayega." Niche haath gaya, shorts ke button khole, zip down. Shorts niche, white panty gili thi. Fingers se rub kiya clit pe. "Mmm… haan… touch kar… meri chut garam hai tere liye."
Shorts aur panty utari, uski shaved pussy chamak rahi thi juices se. Main taange failayi, tongue se lick kiya. Clit pe circle, andar tongue daala. "Ohhh… bhaiya… lick kar… apni cousin ki chut chat le." Woh tadap rahi thi, haath mere baalon mein. Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga. Woh jhad gayi – "Ahhh… aa raha hai… haan… cuming!"
Phir usne meri jeans kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum tapak raha. "Itna bada… mera cousin bhai ka lund…" usne haath mein liya, hilaya. Phir muh mein liya, chusne lagi – deep, saliva gir raha tha. Main moan kar raha tha, "Priyanka… suck karo… mazaa aa raha hai."
Main usko patthar pe jhukaya, doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se lund ragda chut pe. Phir dheere se andar dhakela – tight thi, garam, gili. "Ahhh… Priyanka… teri chut kitni mast… pura andar ja raha hai." Pura daala, phir bahar, phir zor se. Woh cheekh uthi, "Haan… zor se… chod apni cousin ko… jungle mein chodo mujhe!"
Main tez tez dhakke marne laga – patthar pe uska body hil raha tha, boobs latak rahe the. Haath se boobs dabata raha. "Feel kar… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan… aur tez… bhar de mujhe… apna maal daal andar!"
Position badli – main patthar pe baitha, woh upar aayi, cowgirl mein. Lund pe baith gayi, bounce karne lagi. "Mmm… pura andar… kitna mota hai." Uske boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez upar neeche, clit rub kar rahi thi mere pubic bone pe. "Ahhh… main phir se jhadne wali… haan!"
Phir missionary – usko patthar pe litaya, taangein kandhon pe. Zor zor se dhakke. Jungle ki hawa mein humare paseene ki smell, uski chut ki musky scent. "Priyanka… teri chut meri hai ab se." Woh boli, "Haan… chod mujhe… apni behen jaisi… pregnant kar de!"
Pressure build hua. "Main jhadne wala hoon… andar hi…" Woh boli, "Haan… bhar de… apna garam maal daal meri chut mein!" Main zor se dhakka maara, cum andar chhod diya – jet jet andar ja raha tha, overflow ho raha tha thighs pe. Woh bhi jhad gayi, pussy spasming, "Ahhh… feel kar raha hai… tera maal… kitna garam!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye patthar pe, saans phooli hui, jungle ki awaazein sunai de rahi thi. Lund abhi andar tha, cum bahar tapak raha tha. Usne mujhe kiss kiya, "Yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin jab bhi jungle aayenge… phir se karenge." Main muskura ke bola, "Haan Priyanka… ab se har picnic mein aisa hi."
Wapas group ke paas gaye, sab soch rahe the hum kahan the. Humne excuse diya photo khichwane ka. Lekin andar se hum dono jaante the – jungle ab hamara secret spot ban gaya. Har baar jab chacha ki family aati hai ya picnic hota hai, hum dono aankhon se signal dete hain, aur phir jungle mein kho jaate hain – passion, lust aur yeh forbidden cousin pyaar ke saath.
Last monsoon ke baad, family ne picnic plan kiya jungle mein – wahan ek purana waterfall hai, paas hi dense forest. Subah sab log car se gaye – mummy-papa, chacha-chachi, main aur Priyanka. Picnic spot pe pahunch ke sabne blanket bichhaya, khana khaya. Garmi thi lekin jungle mein thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Priyanka ne pink crop top aur denim shorts pehna tha, crop top itna chhota ki uski navel dikh rahi thi aur shorts tight the, gaand ka shape saaf.
Shaam hone lagi toh sab log waterfall dekhne gaye. Main aur Priyanka peeche reh gaye photos click karne. Rasta thoda mushkil tha, pattharon se bhara. Ek jagah pe hum slip ho gaye, maine usko pakda, haath uski kamar pe gaya. Usne hans ke bola, "Bhaiya… careful, gir jaogi toh main kya karungi?" Lekin uski aankhon mein kuch alag tha. Hum aage badhe lekin group se door ho gaye. Jungle dense ho gaya, awaazein door se aa rahi thi – birds, paani ka shor.
Priyanka thak gayi, boli "Thodi der baith jaate hain." Hum ek bade patthar pe baith gaye. Usne paani piya, crop top gila ho gaya, bra ka outline saaf dikh raha tha. Nipples hard the thandi hawa se. Maine notice kiya aur woh bhi jaanti thi. "Kya dekh rahe ho, Deepak bhaiya?" usne tease kiya. Main bola, "Tu hi itni hot lag rahi hai." Woh sharma gayi lekin muskurayi, "Bhaiya… aise mat bolo, cousin ho tum."
Lekin woh mere paas aur kareeb aa gayi, shoulder touch ho gaya. Mera haath uski thigh pe gaya. Woh kaanp uthi lekin hataya nahi. "Priyanka… mujhe control nahi ho raha," maine dheere se kaha. Usne aankhen band ki, "Toh mat karo control." Maine uske chehre ko apne taraf kiya, lips pe kiss kar diya. Soft lips the, garam. Woh jawab dene lagi, tongue andar daal di. Hum dono passionate kiss karne lage, jungle ki awaazein background mein.
Maine uska crop top upar kiya, bra ke upar se boobs dabaye. Soft aur heavy the. Bra ka hook khola, boobs bahar aaye – pink nipples erect. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se. "Ahh… Deepak… dheere… koi dekh lega," woh moan kar rahi thi lekin hips utha rahi thi. Main bola, "Yahan koi nahi aayega." Niche haath gaya, shorts ke button khole, zip down. Shorts niche, white panty gili thi. Fingers se rub kiya clit pe. "Mmm… haan… touch kar… meri chut garam hai tere liye."
Shorts aur panty utari, uski shaved pussy chamak rahi thi juices se. Main taange failayi, tongue se lick kiya. Clit pe circle, andar tongue daala. "Ohhh… bhaiya… lick kar… apni cousin ki chut chat le." Woh tadap rahi thi, haath mere baalon mein. Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga. Woh jhad gayi – "Ahhh… aa raha hai… haan… cuming!"
Phir usne meri jeans kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum tapak raha. "Itna bada… mera cousin bhai ka lund…" usne haath mein liya, hilaya. Phir muh mein liya, chusne lagi – deep, saliva gir raha tha. Main moan kar raha tha, "Priyanka… suck karo… mazaa aa raha hai."
Main usko patthar pe jhukaya, doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se lund ragda chut pe. Phir dheere se andar dhakela – tight thi, garam, gili. "Ahhh… Priyanka… teri chut kitni mast… pura andar ja raha hai." Pura daala, phir bahar, phir zor se. Woh cheekh uthi, "Haan… zor se… chod apni cousin ko… jungle mein chodo mujhe!"
Main tez tez dhakke marne laga – patthar pe uska body hil raha tha, boobs latak rahe the. Haath se boobs dabata raha. "Feel kar… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan… aur tez… bhar de mujhe… apna maal daal andar!"
Position badli – main patthar pe baitha, woh upar aayi, cowgirl mein. Lund pe baith gayi, bounce karne lagi. "Mmm… pura andar… kitna mota hai." Uske boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez upar neeche, clit rub kar rahi thi mere pubic bone pe. "Ahhh… main phir se jhadne wali… haan!"
Phir missionary – usko patthar pe litaya, taangein kandhon pe. Zor zor se dhakke. Jungle ki hawa mein humare paseene ki smell, uski chut ki musky scent. "Priyanka… teri chut meri hai ab se." Woh boli, "Haan… chod mujhe… apni behen jaisi… pregnant kar de!"
Pressure build hua. "Main jhadne wala hoon… andar hi…" Woh boli, "Haan… bhar de… apna garam maal daal meri chut mein!" Main zor se dhakka maara, cum andar chhod diya – jet jet andar ja raha tha, overflow ho raha tha thighs pe. Woh bhi jhad gayi, pussy spasming, "Ahhh… feel kar raha hai… tera maal… kitna garam!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye patthar pe, saans phooli hui, jungle ki awaazein sunai de rahi thi. Lund abhi andar tha, cum bahar tapak raha tha. Usne mujhe kiss kiya, "Yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin jab bhi jungle aayenge… phir se karenge." Main muskura ke bola, "Haan Priyanka… ab se har picnic mein aisa hi."
Wapas group ke paas gaye, sab soch rahe the hum kahan the. Humne excuse diya photo khichwane ka. Lekin andar se hum dono jaante the – jungle ab hamara secret spot ban gaya. Har baar jab chacha ki family aati hai ya picnic hota hai, hum dono aankhon se signal dete hain, aur phir jungle mein kho jaate hain – passion, lust aur yeh forbidden cousin pyaar ke saath.