Hi, my name is Siddharth Mehra, aur yeh meri woh sachchi kahani hai jo main kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki itni gehri aur passionate ban jayegi. Main 24 saal ka hoon, Chandigarh mein rehta hoon apne parents ke saath. Joint family setup hai – chacha-chachi aur unki beti Riya bhi hamare hi mohalle mein rehti hain, sirf 2 minute ki doori pe. Riya meri cousin hai, umar 22 saal ki, college mein BBA final year. Woh bachpan se hi mujhse bohot attached thi – hum log saath khelte the, school jaate the, secrets share karte the. Lekin jawani aane ke baad kuch badal gaya. Riya ab stunning ho gayi thi – fair skin, lambe wavy baal, figure 34C-26-36, boobs perky aur firm, kamar patli, gaand tight aur round. Woh jeans aur tops pehenti thi jo uske curves ko highlight karte the, aur jab woh hamare ghar aati toh tight leggings mein aa jati thi jisme uski gaand ka shape saaf dikh jaata tha.
Pehle toh main bhi usko sirf cousin samajhta tha, lekin dheere dheere notice karne laga – woh mujhe alag nazar se dekhti thi. Kabhi haath pakad ke zyada der rakhti, kabhi hug mein tight chipakti, kabhi phone pe late night messages karti "Bhaiya aap best ho" ya "Miss you already". Main sochta tha normal cousin wali feeling hai, lekin andar se attraction badh raha tha. Ek din usne mujhe college ke bahar wait kiya aur bola, "Siddharth bhaiya… mujhe aapse baat karni hai important." Maine poocha kya hua, woh sharma gayi, "Ghar jaake bataungi."
Us raat barish bohot ho rahi thi – tez aandhi, bijli gayi hui. Mummy-papa shaadi mein gaye the, chacha-chachi bhi kisi function mein. Riya phone karke boli, "Bhaiya… ghar pe akeli hoon… darr lag raha hai… aa jaao na." Main chhatri leke uske ghar pahunch gaya. Woh darwaza khol ke khadi thi – white crop top aur grey shorts mein, baal geele barish se, top chipak gaya chest pe, nipples outline dikh rahe the. "Aa jaao andar… barish mein bheeg gaye ho." Hum living room mein baith gaye, candle jala ke.
Woh mere paas baithi, haath mere haath mein liya. "Bhaiya… main bohot confuse hoon." Maine poocha kya hua. Woh aankhen neeche karke boli, "Mujhe aapse pyaar ho gaya hai… bachpan se nahi, ab sach mein. Har din aapke baare mein sochti hoon… aapke saath rehna chahti hoon." Mera dil zor se dhadak gaya. "Riya… hum cousin hain… yeh galat hai." Woh ro padi, "Pyaar galat nahi hota… main control nahi kar pa rahi. Agar aap nahi chahte toh theek hai, lekin bata do."
Main chup raha thodi der. Phir uske aansu pochhe, chehra apne haathon mein liya. "Riya… main bhi tujhse attract hoon… bohot din se. Lekin family… log kya kahenge?" Woh boli, "Kisi ko pata nahi chalega… sirf hum dono ka secret." Usne mujhe kiss kar diya – pehle dheere, phir deep. Hum dono passionate kiss karne lage, tongue andar, haath uski kamar pe.
Maine uska crop top upar kiya, bra ke upar se boobs dabaye. "Ahh… Siddharth… dheere…" Bra utari, boobs bahar – perfect round, pink nipples hard. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se, tongue se nipple pe circle. "Mmm… chus apni cousin ke boobs… itne soft aur tasty." Woh moan kar rahi thi, haath mere baalon mein. Niche haath gaya, shorts ke andar panty gili thi. Utari – shaved pussy, clit swollen. Fingers se rub kiya. "Ahhh… bhaiya… andar daal… haan… meri chut tere liye gili hai."
Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga. Woh sofa pe tadap rahi thi, "Haan… finger fuck kar… tez… main jhadne wali hoon!" Speed badhaya, woh jhad gayi – body kaanp gaya, juice mere haath pe, "Ahhhh… bhaiya… aa gaya… haan!"
Phir woh ne meri pant kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum dripping. "Itna bada… mera cousin bhai ka lund… kitna hard." Usne haath se hilaya, phir muh mein liya – chusne lagi deep, saliva gir raha tha. Main moan kar raha tha, "Riya… suck kar… mazaa aa raha hai."
Hum uske room mein gaye, bed pe. Main usko litaya, taangein failayi. Lund chut pe ragda, teasing. "Riya… ready ho?" Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… andar daal… apni cousin ki chut mein lund daal… pyaar kar mujhse." Dheere se push kiya, pura andar – tight, garam, wet grip. "Ahhh… Riya… teri chut kitni tight… feels like first time." Slow thrusts se shuru – har andar bahar mein uski aankhen band, lips bite. "Haan… aise hi… dheere… phir tez kar dena."
Speed badhaya – bed hil raha tha, wet slapping sounds. Uske boobs hil rahe the, main dabata raha. "Feel kar… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… zor se… chod apni cousin ko… pyaar kar mujhse… pregnant kar de!"
Position change – doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se daala. Gaand dabata hua thappad maara halka. "Le Riya… teri gaand kitni mast… roz sochta tha." Woh peeche dhakel rahi thi, "Haan… zor se… thappad maar… fuck me hard bhaiya!"
Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, bounce karne lagi. Boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez, "Ahhh… bhaiya… main phir jhadne wali… haan!" Main neeche se dhakke maare.
Multiple rounds – break lete, kiss karte, foreplay. Ek round mein main uski chut chaat raha tha, doosre mein woh mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Emotions mix – guilt cousin ke saath, lekin pyaar aur lust overpower.
Last round missionary. Taangein kandhon pe, deep thrusts. "Riya… jhadne wala hoon… andar hi?" Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… bhar de… apna garam maal daal meri chut mein… humara pyaar seal kar de!" Zor se dhakka maara, cum andar – jet jet, thick aur hot, overflow thighs pe. Woh saath jhad gayi, "Ahhhh… feel kar raha hai… tera maal… kitna zyada… garam… haan!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye, sweat se bheeg gaye, saans phooli hui. Lund abhi andar, cum tapak raha. Riya ne kiss kiya, "Bhaiya… main tujhse sach mein pyaar karti hoon… yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin hum hamesha saath rahenge." Main bola, "Haan Riya… ab se har mauka milega… hum ek doosre ke hain."
Us raat se humara affair chalta raha – chhup chhup ke meetings, late night calls, jab ghar pe koi nahi hota toh wild sex. Family ko pata nahi, lekin hum dono jaante hain – yeh sirf physical nahi, sachcha pyaar hai cousin ka. Har baar jab woh mujhe dekhti hai, aankhon mein wohi pyaar dikhta hai jo usne confess kiya tha us barish bhari raat mein. Yeh hamara forbidden love story hai – chacha ki beti aur mera, jo kabhi khatam nahi hoga
Pehle toh main bhi usko sirf cousin samajhta tha, lekin dheere dheere notice karne laga – woh mujhe alag nazar se dekhti thi. Kabhi haath pakad ke zyada der rakhti, kabhi hug mein tight chipakti, kabhi phone pe late night messages karti "Bhaiya aap best ho" ya "Miss you already". Main sochta tha normal cousin wali feeling hai, lekin andar se attraction badh raha tha. Ek din usne mujhe college ke bahar wait kiya aur bola, "Siddharth bhaiya… mujhe aapse baat karni hai important." Maine poocha kya hua, woh sharma gayi, "Ghar jaake bataungi."
Us raat barish bohot ho rahi thi – tez aandhi, bijli gayi hui. Mummy-papa shaadi mein gaye the, chacha-chachi bhi kisi function mein. Riya phone karke boli, "Bhaiya… ghar pe akeli hoon… darr lag raha hai… aa jaao na." Main chhatri leke uske ghar pahunch gaya. Woh darwaza khol ke khadi thi – white crop top aur grey shorts mein, baal geele barish se, top chipak gaya chest pe, nipples outline dikh rahe the. "Aa jaao andar… barish mein bheeg gaye ho." Hum living room mein baith gaye, candle jala ke.
Woh mere paas baithi, haath mere haath mein liya. "Bhaiya… main bohot confuse hoon." Maine poocha kya hua. Woh aankhen neeche karke boli, "Mujhe aapse pyaar ho gaya hai… bachpan se nahi, ab sach mein. Har din aapke baare mein sochti hoon… aapke saath rehna chahti hoon." Mera dil zor se dhadak gaya. "Riya… hum cousin hain… yeh galat hai." Woh ro padi, "Pyaar galat nahi hota… main control nahi kar pa rahi. Agar aap nahi chahte toh theek hai, lekin bata do."
Main chup raha thodi der. Phir uske aansu pochhe, chehra apne haathon mein liya. "Riya… main bhi tujhse attract hoon… bohot din se. Lekin family… log kya kahenge?" Woh boli, "Kisi ko pata nahi chalega… sirf hum dono ka secret." Usne mujhe kiss kar diya – pehle dheere, phir deep. Hum dono passionate kiss karne lage, tongue andar, haath uski kamar pe.
Maine uska crop top upar kiya, bra ke upar se boobs dabaye. "Ahh… Siddharth… dheere…" Bra utari, boobs bahar – perfect round, pink nipples hard. Main muh mein liya, chusne laga zor se, tongue se nipple pe circle. "Mmm… chus apni cousin ke boobs… itne soft aur tasty." Woh moan kar rahi thi, haath mere baalon mein. Niche haath gaya, shorts ke andar panty gili thi. Utari – shaved pussy, clit swollen. Fingers se rub kiya. "Ahhh… bhaiya… andar daal… haan… meri chut tere liye gili hai."
Do fingers andar daale, pump karne laga. Woh sofa pe tadap rahi thi, "Haan… finger fuck kar… tez… main jhadne wali hoon!" Speed badhaya, woh jhad gayi – body kaanp gaya, juice mere haath pe, "Ahhhh… bhaiya… aa gaya… haan!"
Phir woh ne meri pant kholi, lund bahar nikala – 7 inch, mota, pre-cum dripping. "Itna bada… mera cousin bhai ka lund… kitna hard." Usne haath se hilaya, phir muh mein liya – chusne lagi deep, saliva gir raha tha. Main moan kar raha tha, "Riya… suck kar… mazaa aa raha hai."
Hum uske room mein gaye, bed pe. Main usko litaya, taangein failayi. Lund chut pe ragda, teasing. "Riya… ready ho?" Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… andar daal… apni cousin ki chut mein lund daal… pyaar kar mujhse." Dheere se push kiya, pura andar – tight, garam, wet grip. "Ahhh… Riya… teri chut kitni tight… feels like first time." Slow thrusts se shuru – har andar bahar mein uski aankhen band, lips bite. "Haan… aise hi… dheere… phir tez kar dena."
Speed badhaya – bed hil raha tha, wet slapping sounds. Uske boobs hil rahe the, main dabata raha. "Feel kar… mera lund kitna gehra ja raha hai teri chut mein." Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… zor se… chod apni cousin ko… pyaar kar mujhse… pregnant kar de!"
Position change – doggy style. Gaand upar, main peeche se daala. Gaand dabata hua thappad maara halka. "Le Riya… teri gaand kitni mast… roz sochta tha." Woh peeche dhakel rahi thi, "Haan… zor se… thappad maar… fuck me hard bhaiya!"
Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, bounce karne lagi. Boobs mere muh ke paas, main chus raha tha. Woh tez tez, "Ahhh… bhaiya… main phir jhadne wali… haan!" Main neeche se dhakke maare.
Multiple rounds – break lete, kiss karte, foreplay. Ek round mein main uski chut chaat raha tha, doosre mein woh mujhe blowjob de rahi thi. Emotions mix – guilt cousin ke saath, lekin pyaar aur lust overpower.
Last round missionary. Taangein kandhon pe, deep thrusts. "Riya… jhadne wala hoon… andar hi?" Woh boli, "Haan bhaiya… bhar de… apna garam maal daal meri chut mein… humara pyaar seal kar de!" Zor se dhakka maara, cum andar – jet jet, thick aur hot, overflow thighs pe. Woh saath jhad gayi, "Ahhhh… feel kar raha hai… tera maal… kitna zyada… garam… haan!"
Hum dono thak ke let gaye, sweat se bheeg gaye, saans phooli hui. Lund abhi andar, cum tapak raha. Riya ne kiss kiya, "Bhaiya… main tujhse sach mein pyaar karti hoon… yeh hamara secret rahega… lekin hum hamesha saath rahenge." Main bola, "Haan Riya… ab se har mauka milega… hum ek doosre ke hain."
Us raat se humara affair chalta raha – chhup chhup ke meetings, late night calls, jab ghar pe koi nahi hota toh wild sex. Family ko pata nahi, lekin hum dono jaante hain – yeh sirf physical nahi, sachcha pyaar hai cousin ka. Har baar jab woh mujhe dekhti hai, aankhon mein wohi pyaar dikhta hai jo usne confess kiya tha us barish bhari raat mein. Yeh hamara forbidden love story hai – chacha ki beti aur mera, jo kabhi khatam nahi hoga