Hello doston, mera naam Karan hai, aur yeh kahani hai meri mami, Neha, ke saath hue us paap aur pyar ke mishran rishte ki jo ek normal family gathering se shuru hokar hamare jismon ko ek dusre ka gulam bana diya. Main 22 saal ka hun, Noida mein college kar raha hun, engineering ka final year. Mera body athletic hai – regular cricket aur gym se toned muscles, 5'10" height, fair complexion, aur mera lund 7 inch ka mota aur veiny, jo erect hone par kisi bhi aurat ko pagal kar de. Meri mami Neha 36 saal ki hain, mama ki wife, Delhi mein rehti hain, housewife lekin part-time boutique chalati hain. Woh ekdum apsara jaisi – gori chitti skin jaise doodh, lambe wavy baal kamar tak, figure 36-28-38 ka, bade bade gol boobs jo salwar suit mein bhi ubhar kar dikhte hain, patli kamar jo navel dikhati hai crop tops mein, aur round juicy gaand jo jeans mein matak kar mardo ko loot leti hai. Mami mama se 10 saal chhoti hain, unka love marriage hua tha, lekin ab mama busy businessman hain, tours pe rehte hain, to mami akeli feel karti hain. Bachpan se mami mujhe bahut pyar karti thi – gifts deti, holidays pe saath le jati, lekin teen age mein woh pyar attraction mein badal gaya. Uske pics dekh kar main raat mein muth marta, uski smile ya hug ki yaad mein fantasize karta.
Humari families close hain – mama-mami, mummy-papa, aur main. Har saal summer vacations mein hum mama ke ghar jaate the, ya woh humare paas aate. Yeh story last Diwali ki hai, October 2025 ki, jab Diwali celebrations ke liye pure family mama ke Delhi wale ghar mein gather hui. Mama ka bada flat hai, 4 bedrooms, balcony, aur Diwali pe lights aur decorations se jagmagata. Sab pahunche – mummy-papa, chacha-chachi, cousins. Mami ne sabka swagat kiya – red saree pehni thi, backless blouse, deep neck se cleavage ka hint, navel visible, perfume ki madak khushboo. Mujhe hug kiya tightly, uske soft boobs mere chest pe dab gaye, "Karan beta, kitna bada ho gaya hai tu, handsome ladka," woh boli kaan mein whisper kar. Mera dil tezi se dhadka, lund stir hua pants mein. "Mami, aap to hamesha young lagti ho, mama lucky hain," maine mazak mein kaha. Woh hasi, lekin aankhon mein ek chamak thi.
Pehla din rangoli aur shopping tha. Mami mujhe le gayi market, Diwali lights kharidne. Crowded market mein hum close chal rahe the, uska haath mera brush hota, body touch. Ek shop mein woh jhuk kar cheezein dekh rahi thi, saree pallu gira, deep cleavage dikh gaya – pink bra mein boobs ka upar ka hissa. Main ghoor raha tha, mami ne notice kiya, lekin smile di instead of covering. Ghar wapas aate hue car mein (mama ki luxury SUV), traffic jam mein baith kar baatein. Mami ne poocha meri girlfriends ke bare mein, "Koi special ladki hai college mein?" Main bola, "Nahi mami, aap jaisi koi nahi mili." Woh shocked hasi, "Shaitan, mami se flirt kar raha hai?" Lekin uska haath mere thigh pe rakha lightly. Atmosphere garam ho gaya, lekin ghar pahunch gaye.
Dusra din Lakshmi puja tha. Sab tayyar hue – mami ne golden lehenga choli pehna, choli tight aur low cut, boobs ka half part dikh raha tha, navel aur back exposed. Puja ke baad crackers jalaye balcony pe. Mami mere paas khadi thi, patakhe phatne se dar kar mere se chipak gayi, uske boobs arm pe press. "Beta, dar lag raha hai," woh boli, lekin uski saansein teez thi excitement se. Raat ko dinner ke baad sab so gaye, lekin main kitchen mein pani pine gaya. Mami wahan thi, leftover clean kar rahi thi, lehenga abhi bhi pehna tha. "Karan, neend nahi aa rahi?" woh poochi. Main paas gaya, "Mami, aapki wajah se." Bold ho kar uske waist pakda, kiss kar diya honthon pe – pehli baar, soft juicy lips, mango flavor lipstick. Mami pehle shocked, lekin fir respond ki, tongue andar daal kar passionate kiss. Hum 10 minute tak kiss karte rahe, mera haath uski choli ke andar gaya, boobs dabaye – itne bade aur soft, nipples erect ho gaye thand se.
"Ahh Karan, yeh galat hai, mama tera mama hai," woh whisper ki, lekin haath nahi hataya. Maine choli kholi, bra utari – bade gol boobs bahar, pink nipples. Suck kiye ek ko, dusre ko pinch. Mami moan suppress kar rahi thi, "Beta, ahh, kitchen mein nahi, koi aa jayega." Lekin woh ruk nahi rahi thi. Maine lehenga upar kiya, panty side ki, fingers se chut touch – geeli aur garam, shaved. Clit rub kiya, do fingers andar daale. "Mami, kitni tight ho," main bola. Woh hips hilane lagi, "Finger fuck kar beta, zor se." Tezi se kiya, woh jhad gayi quietly, juice mere haath pe. Fir woh neeche baithi, mera pajama khola, lund bahar – "Waah Karan, kitna bada lund hai, mama se double." Haath se pakda, hilaya, fir muh mein le liya – blowjob shuru, tongue se tip lick, deep throat. Balls massage. Main uske baal pakad kar thrust, "Mami, ahh, ruk jao warna muh mein."
Woh ruk gayi, aur boli, "Ab chodo mujhe properly, lekin yahan nahi." Hum chupke se uske bedroom mein gaye – mama tour pe the, room khali. Door band kiya, lights dim. Mami nangi ho gayi – perfect body, curves jaise model. Bed pe let gayi, legs spread. Maine lund uski chut pe ragda, tease kiya. "Daal andar beta, chode apni mami ko." Slowly andar daala – tight aur juicy, woh chillayi lightly dard se. "Dheere Karan, mama ke baad pehli baar." Main slow thrusts, fir speed badha. Uski boobs bounce kar rahe the, main muh se suck kar raha tha ek ek kar. Thap thap awaaz, uski moans, "Harder beta, fuck me like a whore." Position change – doggy style, uski juicy gaand upar, main peeche se daala deep penetration. Haath se gaand pe thappad, nipples pinch from behind. "Ahh Karan, gaand mein bhi daal, try karte hain."
Saliva aur juice se lubricate kiya, slowly anal mein andar – tight virgin ass, dard hua lekin mami ne enjoy kiya, "Yes beta, full andar." Alternate chut aur gaand fuck. Climax pe woh boli, "Cum inside chut mein, bhar de mujhe." Main speed badha, hot cum fill kiya. Hum thak kar let gaye, cuddle – mami mere chest pe sar rakh kar, "Yeh taboo hai beta, family ko pata chala to barbaad, lekin pyar aur lust dono feel hua. Mama satisfy nahi karta ab."
Lekin yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Agle din Diwali party thi ghar pe, relatives aaye. Sab busy, lekin mami aur main secret glances. Puja ke time mami jhuk kar aarti kar rahi thi, cleavage dikh raha, main peeche khada uski gaand pe lund ragda lightly. Party mein dance floor pe close dance – uske body mere se grind. Raat ko sab so gaye, mami message kiya, "Aa ja balcony pe." Risky tha, lekin gaye. Barish ho rahi thi lightly, mami saree mein geeli. Hum kiss karne lage, main saree upar kiya, standing position mein lund daala chut mein. Quick fuck, usne railing pakda, moans dabaye. Cum inside, fir clean kiya.
Teesra din mama wapas aaye, lekin ab hum careful. Din mein kitchen mein mami khana bana rahi thi, mama so rahe the, main peeche se hug, quick finger fuck. Shower mein saath nahaye chupke – soap se boobs massage, wall pe utha kar fuck, pani ke neeche sensations double. Evening walk pe park mein hidden bench pe blowjob. Raat ko mama ke bagal mein soyi mami, lekin subah jaldi uth kar mere guest room mein aayi, morning sex – 69 position, mutual oral, woh upar cowgirl ride wildly, boobs bounce mere haath mein. Emotional buildup – mami confess ki, "Karan, mama se pyar hai lekin tu mujhe jeene ka mazaa deta hai. Guilt hai, lekin ruk nahi sakti."
Chautha din relatives gaye, ab ghar pe mama, mami, mummy-papa, main. Risk badha, lekin passion high. Car mein shopping jaate hue back seat pe mami aur main, haath se lund hilati woh, main fingers chut mein. Ghar pe terrace pe raat ko, stars ke neeche romantic slow sex – missionary deep, eye contact, "I love you beta, more than mami-bhatija." Anal again, this time full enjoy without pain. Multiple orgasms for her, creampie for me.
Paanchwa din wapas jaane ka time, lekin mami ne airport drop karne insist kiya. Raste mein highway pe side park kar, car sex – back seat pe doggy, windows foggy from breaths. Cum inside last time. Airport pe hug, tears in eyes – "Secret rahega, lekin jaldi aa beta."
Ab bhi video calls pe naughty, nude pics exchange, aur jab milte hain family functions mein hotel book kar sex. Yeh real inspired mami-bhatija incest fantasy hai, rishton ki hidden desires. Pasand aayi to socho apni mami ke saath.
Humari families close hain – mama-mami, mummy-papa, aur main. Har saal summer vacations mein hum mama ke ghar jaate the, ya woh humare paas aate. Yeh story last Diwali ki hai, October 2025 ki, jab Diwali celebrations ke liye pure family mama ke Delhi wale ghar mein gather hui. Mama ka bada flat hai, 4 bedrooms, balcony, aur Diwali pe lights aur decorations se jagmagata. Sab pahunche – mummy-papa, chacha-chachi, cousins. Mami ne sabka swagat kiya – red saree pehni thi, backless blouse, deep neck se cleavage ka hint, navel visible, perfume ki madak khushboo. Mujhe hug kiya tightly, uske soft boobs mere chest pe dab gaye, "Karan beta, kitna bada ho gaya hai tu, handsome ladka," woh boli kaan mein whisper kar. Mera dil tezi se dhadka, lund stir hua pants mein. "Mami, aap to hamesha young lagti ho, mama lucky hain," maine mazak mein kaha. Woh hasi, lekin aankhon mein ek chamak thi.
Pehla din rangoli aur shopping tha. Mami mujhe le gayi market, Diwali lights kharidne. Crowded market mein hum close chal rahe the, uska haath mera brush hota, body touch. Ek shop mein woh jhuk kar cheezein dekh rahi thi, saree pallu gira, deep cleavage dikh gaya – pink bra mein boobs ka upar ka hissa. Main ghoor raha tha, mami ne notice kiya, lekin smile di instead of covering. Ghar wapas aate hue car mein (mama ki luxury SUV), traffic jam mein baith kar baatein. Mami ne poocha meri girlfriends ke bare mein, "Koi special ladki hai college mein?" Main bola, "Nahi mami, aap jaisi koi nahi mili." Woh shocked hasi, "Shaitan, mami se flirt kar raha hai?" Lekin uska haath mere thigh pe rakha lightly. Atmosphere garam ho gaya, lekin ghar pahunch gaye.
Dusra din Lakshmi puja tha. Sab tayyar hue – mami ne golden lehenga choli pehna, choli tight aur low cut, boobs ka half part dikh raha tha, navel aur back exposed. Puja ke baad crackers jalaye balcony pe. Mami mere paas khadi thi, patakhe phatne se dar kar mere se chipak gayi, uske boobs arm pe press. "Beta, dar lag raha hai," woh boli, lekin uski saansein teez thi excitement se. Raat ko dinner ke baad sab so gaye, lekin main kitchen mein pani pine gaya. Mami wahan thi, leftover clean kar rahi thi, lehenga abhi bhi pehna tha. "Karan, neend nahi aa rahi?" woh poochi. Main paas gaya, "Mami, aapki wajah se." Bold ho kar uske waist pakda, kiss kar diya honthon pe – pehli baar, soft juicy lips, mango flavor lipstick. Mami pehle shocked, lekin fir respond ki, tongue andar daal kar passionate kiss. Hum 10 minute tak kiss karte rahe, mera haath uski choli ke andar gaya, boobs dabaye – itne bade aur soft, nipples erect ho gaye thand se.
"Ahh Karan, yeh galat hai, mama tera mama hai," woh whisper ki, lekin haath nahi hataya. Maine choli kholi, bra utari – bade gol boobs bahar, pink nipples. Suck kiye ek ko, dusre ko pinch. Mami moan suppress kar rahi thi, "Beta, ahh, kitchen mein nahi, koi aa jayega." Lekin woh ruk nahi rahi thi. Maine lehenga upar kiya, panty side ki, fingers se chut touch – geeli aur garam, shaved. Clit rub kiya, do fingers andar daale. "Mami, kitni tight ho," main bola. Woh hips hilane lagi, "Finger fuck kar beta, zor se." Tezi se kiya, woh jhad gayi quietly, juice mere haath pe. Fir woh neeche baithi, mera pajama khola, lund bahar – "Waah Karan, kitna bada lund hai, mama se double." Haath se pakda, hilaya, fir muh mein le liya – blowjob shuru, tongue se tip lick, deep throat. Balls massage. Main uske baal pakad kar thrust, "Mami, ahh, ruk jao warna muh mein."
Woh ruk gayi, aur boli, "Ab chodo mujhe properly, lekin yahan nahi." Hum chupke se uske bedroom mein gaye – mama tour pe the, room khali. Door band kiya, lights dim. Mami nangi ho gayi – perfect body, curves jaise model. Bed pe let gayi, legs spread. Maine lund uski chut pe ragda, tease kiya. "Daal andar beta, chode apni mami ko." Slowly andar daala – tight aur juicy, woh chillayi lightly dard se. "Dheere Karan, mama ke baad pehli baar." Main slow thrusts, fir speed badha. Uski boobs bounce kar rahe the, main muh se suck kar raha tha ek ek kar. Thap thap awaaz, uski moans, "Harder beta, fuck me like a whore." Position change – doggy style, uski juicy gaand upar, main peeche se daala deep penetration. Haath se gaand pe thappad, nipples pinch from behind. "Ahh Karan, gaand mein bhi daal, try karte hain."
Saliva aur juice se lubricate kiya, slowly anal mein andar – tight virgin ass, dard hua lekin mami ne enjoy kiya, "Yes beta, full andar." Alternate chut aur gaand fuck. Climax pe woh boli, "Cum inside chut mein, bhar de mujhe." Main speed badha, hot cum fill kiya. Hum thak kar let gaye, cuddle – mami mere chest pe sar rakh kar, "Yeh taboo hai beta, family ko pata chala to barbaad, lekin pyar aur lust dono feel hua. Mama satisfy nahi karta ab."
Lekin yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Agle din Diwali party thi ghar pe, relatives aaye. Sab busy, lekin mami aur main secret glances. Puja ke time mami jhuk kar aarti kar rahi thi, cleavage dikh raha, main peeche khada uski gaand pe lund ragda lightly. Party mein dance floor pe close dance – uske body mere se grind. Raat ko sab so gaye, mami message kiya, "Aa ja balcony pe." Risky tha, lekin gaye. Barish ho rahi thi lightly, mami saree mein geeli. Hum kiss karne lage, main saree upar kiya, standing position mein lund daala chut mein. Quick fuck, usne railing pakda, moans dabaye. Cum inside, fir clean kiya.
Teesra din mama wapas aaye, lekin ab hum careful. Din mein kitchen mein mami khana bana rahi thi, mama so rahe the, main peeche se hug, quick finger fuck. Shower mein saath nahaye chupke – soap se boobs massage, wall pe utha kar fuck, pani ke neeche sensations double. Evening walk pe park mein hidden bench pe blowjob. Raat ko mama ke bagal mein soyi mami, lekin subah jaldi uth kar mere guest room mein aayi, morning sex – 69 position, mutual oral, woh upar cowgirl ride wildly, boobs bounce mere haath mein. Emotional buildup – mami confess ki, "Karan, mama se pyar hai lekin tu mujhe jeene ka mazaa deta hai. Guilt hai, lekin ruk nahi sakti."
Chautha din relatives gaye, ab ghar pe mama, mami, mummy-papa, main. Risk badha, lekin passion high. Car mein shopping jaate hue back seat pe mami aur main, haath se lund hilati woh, main fingers chut mein. Ghar pe terrace pe raat ko, stars ke neeche romantic slow sex – missionary deep, eye contact, "I love you beta, more than mami-bhatija." Anal again, this time full enjoy without pain. Multiple orgasms for her, creampie for me.
Paanchwa din wapas jaane ka time, lekin mami ne airport drop karne insist kiya. Raste mein highway pe side park kar, car sex – back seat pe doggy, windows foggy from breaths. Cum inside last time. Airport pe hug, tears in eyes – "Secret rahega, lekin jaldi aa beta."
Ab bhi video calls pe naughty, nude pics exchange, aur jab milte hain family functions mein hotel book kar sex. Yeh real inspired mami-bhatija incest fantasy hai, rishton ki hidden desires. Pasand aayi to socho apni mami ke saath.