Anjali bhabhi ki umar 28 saal thi, shaadi ko paanch saal ho chuke the. Figure tha 36-30-40 – gore badan par moti chuchiyan, patli kamar aur woh gaand jo har kadam par matak-matak kar sabka dhyan kheench leti thi. Unka pati, mera bada bhai Amit, ek multinational company mein senior manager tha. Har mahine foreign trips, late nights aur weekend meetings. Ghar mein sirf main, Raj (24 saal, final year engineering student), aur bhabhi rehte the Delhi ke posh apartment mein.
Bhabhi ko main hamesha se pasand karta tha. Jab bhi woh kitchen mein kaam karti, main peeche se unki gaand ko niharta rehta. Tight leggings ya saree mein woh gaand jaise do bade-bade rasgulle hilte hue dikhte. Kabhi-kabhi jaan-bujhkar unke saath takrata, haath lag jata toh bhabhi sharma kar muskura deti. Par kuch kehti nahi thi.
Ek din bhaiya ko US ke liye ek mahine ka trip mila. Airport drop karne ke baad jab main ghar lauta, bhabhi darwaze par khadi thi, red nighty mein. “Raj, aaj se ghar mein sirf hum dono hain. Khana bana lun?” Unki awaaz mein kuch alag si mithi si lazzat thi.
Raat ko dinner ke baad bijli chali gayi. Garmi bahut thi, inverter bhi kharab ho gaya. Bhabhi ne mujhe awaaz di, “Raj, mere room mein aa ja, fan chal raha hai.” Main turant pahunch gaya. Bhabhi bed par leti thi, nighty ghutno tak upar uthi hui, gore-gore jaangh dikhai de rahe the. Main bhi unke bagal mein let gaya.
Thodi der baad bhabhi ne karwat badli aur unka haath mere seene par aa gaya. Main saans rok kar pada raha. Phir dheere se mera haath unki kamar par rakh diya. Bhabhi ne kuch nahi kaha. Main himmat badhata gaya – haath neeche sarkaya aur unki gaand par rakh diya. Soft, garam, moti gaand. Maine dheere se dabaya.
Bhabhi ki saans tez ho gayi. “Raj… yeh kya kar raha hai?” Unki awaaz mein gussa nahi, bas ek madhosh si awaaz thi. Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, aapki gaand kitni sundar hai. Main roz dekhta hoon.” Bhabhi hans padi. “Pata hai mujhe. Teri nazar se mehsoos hota hai.” Phir unhone palat kar mujhe kiss kar diya.
Pehla kiss tha – garam, geela, wild. Main bhabhi ke upar chadh gaya. Nighty upar ki, bra mein unke bade-bade boobs dikhe. Maine bra ke hook khole aur boobs bahar nikal aaye. Pink nipples khade hue the. Maine ek ko muh mein liya, choosne laga. Bhabhi siskariyan lene lagi, “Aah… Raj… zor se choos… tere bhaiya ne kabhi aise nahi kiya.”
Maine panty utari. Bhabhi ki chut bilkul saaf shaved thi, geeli ho chuki thi. Maine ungli daali, bhabhi tadap uthi. “Ab lund daal, dev… abhi!” Maine apna pajama utara, 7-inch ka mota lund bahar nikla. Bhabhi ne dekha aur aankhein phail gayi. “Kitna bada hai tera… tere bhaiya se double.”
Maine missionary mein daala. Bhabhi ki chut tight thi, jaise nayi dulhan. Poore lund ke saath andar-bahar karne laga. Bhabhi ki awaazein poore room mein goonj rahi thi. 15 minute baad main jhad gaya, chut mein hi. Bhabhi bhi saath mein jhad gayi.
Us raat hum teen baar chude. Subah uth kar bhabhi ne breakfast banaya, par nazar chura rahi thi. Main samajh gaya – sharma rahi thi. Dopahar mein main college se lauta toh bhabhi bathroom mein thi. Maine darwaza khola – woh nangi nahaa rahi thi. Maine kapde utare aur peeche se lipat gaya. Sabun laga-laga kar boobs dabaye, lund gaand ke beech mein ragda.
Bhabhi boli, “Raj, gaand mein nahi… woh virgin hai.” Yeh sun kar mera excitement double ho gaya. Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, aaj try karte hain.” Bhabhi mana karti rahi par maine unhe bed par ulta litaya. Oil liya aur gaand ke chhed par lagaya. Ek ungli daali – bhabhi chillayi, “Dard ho raha hai!” Par maine do ungliyaan daal kar stretch kiya.
Phir lund ka supada gaand par rakha. Dheere-dheere dhakka maara. Sirf supada andar gaya aur b atri ro padi. “Bahut dard hai, Raj… nikaal!” Par maine peeche se unke boobs dabaye aur ek zor ka dhakka maara. Aadha lund andar. Bhabhi ke muh se cheekh nikli. Maine ruk kar kiss kiya, phir dheere-dheere speed badhayi.
10 minute baad bhabhi ka dard maza mein badal gaya. “Aaah… ab maza aa raha hai… zor se mar apni bhabhi ki gaand!” Main pagal ho gaya. Zor-zor se thap-thap ki awaaz goonjne lagi. Bhabhi khud gaand peeche karne lagi. Maine 20 minute tak gaand maari aur andar hi jhad gaya. Bhabhi bhi do baar jhad chuki thi.
Us din ke baad bhabhi gaand marwane ki addict ho gayi. Har roz nayi position – doggy, side, spooning, kabhi standing mein bathroom mein. Bhabhi ne sexy lingerie khareedna shuru kar diya – crotchless panty, anal plugs. Ek din bhabhi ne bola, “Raj, tere bhaiya ko shak ho raha hai. Video call par woh mujhse baat karta hai aur camera on rakhta hai.”
Main darr gaya. Par bhabhi ne muskurate hue kaha, “Tu fikar mat kar. Yeh mera plan tha.” Phir unhone apna laptop khola aur ek folder dikhaya – usmein bedroom ke hidden camera ke videos the. “Tere bhaiya ne yeh camera lagwaya tha spying ke liye. Par maine unhe ulta pakda. Woh impotent ho chuke hain last 2 saal se. Doctor ne mana kiya hai sex ka. Isliye unhone mujhe kaha tha – kisi trustworthy se affair kar lo, par ghar mein hi. Aur woh dekhna chahte hain.”
Main shock ho gaya. “Matlab bhaiya ko sab pata hai?” Bhabhi hans padi. “Haan, aur woh enjoy karte hain. Cuckold fantasy hai unki. Ab se jab bhi video call aayega, hum unhe live show denge.”
Us raat bhaiya ka call aaya. Bhabhi ne camera on kiya, bed par baithi. Maine peeche se unki gaand mein lund daal diya. Bhaiya screen par dekh rahe the. “Anjali, zor se karwao… Raj, meri biwi ki gaand phaad do!” Bhaiya khud haath se mutth mar rahe the. Yeh dekh kar mera excitement sky high ho gaya. Maine bhabhi ko zor-zor se thoka, unki gaand laal kar di.
Phir twist aur bada aaya. Bhabhi ki college friend Priya Bangalore se aayi rehne. Priya 26 saal ki, slim, perky boobs, tight ass. Ek din woh hume pakad liya – main bhabhi ki gaand maar raha tha aur Priya darwaza khol kar andar aa gayi. Woh shock nahi hui, balki smile ki. “Anjali, yeh tera devar? Kitna lucky hai tu!”
Bhabhi ne us raat Priya ko include kar liya. Pehli baar threesome. Priya virgin thi gaand mein. Maine pehle uski chut maari, phir gaand. Priya royi bahut, par bhabhi ne uske muh par baith kar chut chatwayi. Priya ko bhi maza aa gaya. Uske baad hum teeno har raat mil kar masti karte.
Ek din Priya ne confess kiya – woh Amit bhaiya ki ex-girlfriend thi college mein. Amit ne uske saath cheat kiya tha, isliye woh revenge lene aayi thi. Par ab woh humare saath khush thi. Bhaiya ko bhi yeh pata chal gaya – woh aur excited ho gaye. Ab video calls mein Priya bhi hoti thi.
Do mahine baad bhabhi pregnant ho gayi. Test positive aaya. Bhaiya khush the, par hum teeno jaante the – bachcha mera tha. Bhaiya ne officially accept kar liya. Priya bhi pregnant hui – uska bhi mera hi.
Bhaiya wapas aaye. Ghar mein ab char log – bhaiya, bhabhi, Priya aur main. Bhaiya sirf dekhte the, hum teeno sex karte. Kabhi bhabhi aur Priya lesbian karte, main dono ki gaand maarta. Pregnancy mein bhabhi ki gaand aur moti ho gayi, chodne mein alag maza.
Aaj bhabhi 7 mahine ki pregnant hai, Priya 6 mahine ki. Dono ke pet ubhre hue, boobs bade aur doodh se bhare. Raat ko hum milk play karte hain – main dono ka doodh peeta hoon, phir gaand maarta hoon. Bhaiya corner mein baith kar enjoy karte hain.
Yeh hamara twisted family hai – jahan devar ne bhabhi ki gaand se shuruaat ki, aur ab poora ghar madhosh hai. Bhabhi kehte hain, “Raj, tune meri zindagi mein woh sukh diya jo tere bhaiya nahi de sake.” Aur main unki gaand mein lund daal kar jawab deta hoon – zor ka dhakka maar kar.
Bhabhi ko main hamesha se pasand karta tha. Jab bhi woh kitchen mein kaam karti, main peeche se unki gaand ko niharta rehta. Tight leggings ya saree mein woh gaand jaise do bade-bade rasgulle hilte hue dikhte. Kabhi-kabhi jaan-bujhkar unke saath takrata, haath lag jata toh bhabhi sharma kar muskura deti. Par kuch kehti nahi thi.
Ek din bhaiya ko US ke liye ek mahine ka trip mila. Airport drop karne ke baad jab main ghar lauta, bhabhi darwaze par khadi thi, red nighty mein. “Raj, aaj se ghar mein sirf hum dono hain. Khana bana lun?” Unki awaaz mein kuch alag si mithi si lazzat thi.
Raat ko dinner ke baad bijli chali gayi. Garmi bahut thi, inverter bhi kharab ho gaya. Bhabhi ne mujhe awaaz di, “Raj, mere room mein aa ja, fan chal raha hai.” Main turant pahunch gaya. Bhabhi bed par leti thi, nighty ghutno tak upar uthi hui, gore-gore jaangh dikhai de rahe the. Main bhi unke bagal mein let gaya.
Thodi der baad bhabhi ne karwat badli aur unka haath mere seene par aa gaya. Main saans rok kar pada raha. Phir dheere se mera haath unki kamar par rakh diya. Bhabhi ne kuch nahi kaha. Main himmat badhata gaya – haath neeche sarkaya aur unki gaand par rakh diya. Soft, garam, moti gaand. Maine dheere se dabaya.
Bhabhi ki saans tez ho gayi. “Raj… yeh kya kar raha hai?” Unki awaaz mein gussa nahi, bas ek madhosh si awaaz thi. Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, aapki gaand kitni sundar hai. Main roz dekhta hoon.” Bhabhi hans padi. “Pata hai mujhe. Teri nazar se mehsoos hota hai.” Phir unhone palat kar mujhe kiss kar diya.
Pehla kiss tha – garam, geela, wild. Main bhabhi ke upar chadh gaya. Nighty upar ki, bra mein unke bade-bade boobs dikhe. Maine bra ke hook khole aur boobs bahar nikal aaye. Pink nipples khade hue the. Maine ek ko muh mein liya, choosne laga. Bhabhi siskariyan lene lagi, “Aah… Raj… zor se choos… tere bhaiya ne kabhi aise nahi kiya.”
Maine panty utari. Bhabhi ki chut bilkul saaf shaved thi, geeli ho chuki thi. Maine ungli daali, bhabhi tadap uthi. “Ab lund daal, dev… abhi!” Maine apna pajama utara, 7-inch ka mota lund bahar nikla. Bhabhi ne dekha aur aankhein phail gayi. “Kitna bada hai tera… tere bhaiya se double.”
Maine missionary mein daala. Bhabhi ki chut tight thi, jaise nayi dulhan. Poore lund ke saath andar-bahar karne laga. Bhabhi ki awaazein poore room mein goonj rahi thi. 15 minute baad main jhad gaya, chut mein hi. Bhabhi bhi saath mein jhad gayi.
Us raat hum teen baar chude. Subah uth kar bhabhi ne breakfast banaya, par nazar chura rahi thi. Main samajh gaya – sharma rahi thi. Dopahar mein main college se lauta toh bhabhi bathroom mein thi. Maine darwaza khola – woh nangi nahaa rahi thi. Maine kapde utare aur peeche se lipat gaya. Sabun laga-laga kar boobs dabaye, lund gaand ke beech mein ragda.
Bhabhi boli, “Raj, gaand mein nahi… woh virgin hai.” Yeh sun kar mera excitement double ho gaya. Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, aaj try karte hain.” Bhabhi mana karti rahi par maine unhe bed par ulta litaya. Oil liya aur gaand ke chhed par lagaya. Ek ungli daali – bhabhi chillayi, “Dard ho raha hai!” Par maine do ungliyaan daal kar stretch kiya.
Phir lund ka supada gaand par rakha. Dheere-dheere dhakka maara. Sirf supada andar gaya aur b atri ro padi. “Bahut dard hai, Raj… nikaal!” Par maine peeche se unke boobs dabaye aur ek zor ka dhakka maara. Aadha lund andar. Bhabhi ke muh se cheekh nikli. Maine ruk kar kiss kiya, phir dheere-dheere speed badhayi.
10 minute baad bhabhi ka dard maza mein badal gaya. “Aaah… ab maza aa raha hai… zor se mar apni bhabhi ki gaand!” Main pagal ho gaya. Zor-zor se thap-thap ki awaaz goonjne lagi. Bhabhi khud gaand peeche karne lagi. Maine 20 minute tak gaand maari aur andar hi jhad gaya. Bhabhi bhi do baar jhad chuki thi.
Us din ke baad bhabhi gaand marwane ki addict ho gayi. Har roz nayi position – doggy, side, spooning, kabhi standing mein bathroom mein. Bhabhi ne sexy lingerie khareedna shuru kar diya – crotchless panty, anal plugs. Ek din bhabhi ne bola, “Raj, tere bhaiya ko shak ho raha hai. Video call par woh mujhse baat karta hai aur camera on rakhta hai.”
Main darr gaya. Par bhabhi ne muskurate hue kaha, “Tu fikar mat kar. Yeh mera plan tha.” Phir unhone apna laptop khola aur ek folder dikhaya – usmein bedroom ke hidden camera ke videos the. “Tere bhaiya ne yeh camera lagwaya tha spying ke liye. Par maine unhe ulta pakda. Woh impotent ho chuke hain last 2 saal se. Doctor ne mana kiya hai sex ka. Isliye unhone mujhe kaha tha – kisi trustworthy se affair kar lo, par ghar mein hi. Aur woh dekhna chahte hain.”
Main shock ho gaya. “Matlab bhaiya ko sab pata hai?” Bhabhi hans padi. “Haan, aur woh enjoy karte hain. Cuckold fantasy hai unki. Ab se jab bhi video call aayega, hum unhe live show denge.”
Us raat bhaiya ka call aaya. Bhabhi ne camera on kiya, bed par baithi. Maine peeche se unki gaand mein lund daal diya. Bhaiya screen par dekh rahe the. “Anjali, zor se karwao… Raj, meri biwi ki gaand phaad do!” Bhaiya khud haath se mutth mar rahe the. Yeh dekh kar mera excitement sky high ho gaya. Maine bhabhi ko zor-zor se thoka, unki gaand laal kar di.
Phir twist aur bada aaya. Bhabhi ki college friend Priya Bangalore se aayi rehne. Priya 26 saal ki, slim, perky boobs, tight ass. Ek din woh hume pakad liya – main bhabhi ki gaand maar raha tha aur Priya darwaza khol kar andar aa gayi. Woh shock nahi hui, balki smile ki. “Anjali, yeh tera devar? Kitna lucky hai tu!”
Bhabhi ne us raat Priya ko include kar liya. Pehli baar threesome. Priya virgin thi gaand mein. Maine pehle uski chut maari, phir gaand. Priya royi bahut, par bhabhi ne uske muh par baith kar chut chatwayi. Priya ko bhi maza aa gaya. Uske baad hum teeno har raat mil kar masti karte.
Ek din Priya ne confess kiya – woh Amit bhaiya ki ex-girlfriend thi college mein. Amit ne uske saath cheat kiya tha, isliye woh revenge lene aayi thi. Par ab woh humare saath khush thi. Bhaiya ko bhi yeh pata chal gaya – woh aur excited ho gaye. Ab video calls mein Priya bhi hoti thi.
Do mahine baad bhabhi pregnant ho gayi. Test positive aaya. Bhaiya khush the, par hum teeno jaante the – bachcha mera tha. Bhaiya ne officially accept kar liya. Priya bhi pregnant hui – uska bhi mera hi.
Bhaiya wapas aaye. Ghar mein ab char log – bhaiya, bhabhi, Priya aur main. Bhaiya sirf dekhte the, hum teeno sex karte. Kabhi bhabhi aur Priya lesbian karte, main dono ki gaand maarta. Pregnancy mein bhabhi ki gaand aur moti ho gayi, chodne mein alag maza.
Aaj bhabhi 7 mahine ki pregnant hai, Priya 6 mahine ki. Dono ke pet ubhre hue, boobs bade aur doodh se bhare. Raat ko hum milk play karte hain – main dono ka doodh peeta hoon, phir gaand maarta hoon. Bhaiya corner mein baith kar enjoy karte hain.
Yeh hamara twisted family hai – jahan devar ne bhabhi ki gaand se shuruaat ki, aur ab poora ghar madhosh hai. Bhabhi kehte hain, “Raj, tune meri zindagi mein woh sukh diya jo tere bhaiya nahi de sake.” Aur main unki gaand mein lund daal kar jawab deta hoon – zor ka dhakka maar kar.