Mera naam Priya hai. Umra 24 saal. Main Noida mein ek private company mein HR executive hoon – salary achhi hai, life independent, lekin ghar par family ke saath rehti hoon. Ghar Greater Noida mein hai – middle-class family, papa retired teacher hain, maa housewife, aur ek badi behen Neha, 26 saal ki, woh marketing job karti hai Delhi mein. Bachpan se hum dono bohot close the – ek room share karte, secrets batate, clothes exchange karte, raat bhar baatein karte movies dekh kar. Neha outgoing thi – parties jaati, boyfriends badalti, lekin main thodi reserved – books padhti, friends ke saath coffee, boyfriend ek hi tha college mein, sex bhi sirf uske saath, basic missionary, maze nahi aaya zyada. Neha ki shaadi 2 saal pehle hui – ladka Rohit, 28 saal ka, business man, family rich, Delhi mein electronics showroom hai. Pehli mulakat mein Rohit handsome laga – tall 6 feet, muscular from gym, fair skin, sharp features, aur smile aisi ki dil jeet le. Neha khush thi, "Priya, Rohit bohot caring hai, romantic bhi." Main sochti, "Jija ji kitne smart hain, Neha lucky hai." Shaadi ke baad Neha Rohit ke ghar chali gayi – posh apartment Gurgaon mein. Main ghar par akeli, lekin weekends par Neha se milti, baatein karti unke married life ki. Neha batati, "Priya, Rohit bohot passionate hai bed par, pura raat jagate hain." Main curious, "Kitne time tak, positions kya?" Woh has ti, "3-4 rounds, missionary, doggy, cowgirl – maze aa jata hai." Main andar se garam ho jati, sochti Rohit ka lund kaisa hoga, unka jism kaisa feel hota hoga. Par yeh galat tha – jija ji the, behen ke pati. Guilt hota, lekin raat ko masturbate karte waqt sochti.
Shaadi ke baad Rohit se baatein hoti – phone par, family gatherings mein. Woh mujhe "Saali ji" bol te, tease karte, "Priya, kab shaadi karogi? Main ladka dhoondh doon?" Main has ti, "Jija ji, time hai. Aap Neha ko sambhalte raho." Par unki aankhon mein ek chamak hoti – flirt jaisi. Ek baar Neha ke birthday par ghar gayi, Rohit ne hug kiya tightly, haath kamar par slip, "Priya, aaj kitni sundar lag rahi ho." Main kaanp gayi, achha laga, lekin Neha ke saamne normal behave. Andar sochti, "Yeh kya feel hai? Jija ji ke touch se garam kyun ho rahi hoon?"
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Diwali ke uss tyohaar se jab hum sab Neha ke ghar gaye celebrate karne. October ka end tha, lights ka mausam, patakhe, mithai. Ghar se maa-papa ke saath gayi – Neha ke apartment mein, posh society, swimming pool, gym. Tayyar hui – laal silk saree pehni, low-cut blouse, petticoat tight, hair open, makeup bold with red lipstick. Neha ne green lehenga pehna, Rohit ne kurta pajama white, handsome lag raha. Pooja ke baad dinner kiya – paneer tikka, biryani, gulab jamun. Baatein – family ke future plans, Neha ke bachche kab. Rohit meri taraf dekhte, muskura te. Dinner ke baad patakhe jalaye terrace par – mohalle mein shor, lights jagmaga te. Rohit mere paas aaye, "Priya, idhar aao, yahan se view achha hai." Terrace par khade, woh paas aaye, haath kamar par rakh diya, "Priya… tum bohot beautiful lag rahi ho aaj. Laal saree mein jaise aag lag rahi ho." Main sharma gayi, "Jija ji… kya bol rahe ho, Neha niche hai." Woh kaan mein bole, "Neha busy hai guests ke saath. Tumhare baare mein soch raha tha. Kabhi feel kiya humare baare mein?" Dil tez dhadka – yeh flirt tha, taboo. "Jija ji… yeh galat hai, behen ka pati ho aap." Woh has e, "Galat lekin exciting. Ek kiss toh de do saali ji."
Achanak unhone mujhe dark corner mein khinch kar kiss kar diya – zor se, lips crush, jeebh andar. Pehli baar jija se kiss – honth garam, taste wine ka from dinner, garam saans kaan par. Main resist ki pehle, haath push kiya, "Jija ji… ruk jao… koi dekh lega." Par body respond kar rahi thi, choot geeli ho gayi. Woh bole, "Koi nahi dekh raha… mazaa lo Priya." Haath saree ke andar, chuche dabane laga blouse ke upar se. "Uffff… Priya… kitne bade chuche hain… dabane do zor se." Main siskari li, "Aaaahhh… jija ji… dheere… sharam aa rahi hai… Neha ko pata chal gaya toh?" Woh, "Chup ho ja… yeh humara secret." Pallu side kiya, blouse hooks khole, bra upar, chuche bahar – bade gol, brown nipples khade from cold hawa. Woh muh mein liya, chusne laga – garam muh, jeebh se circle ghumaya, zor se suck. Dusre haath se dusre chuche ko masal raha tha. Sensory overload – patakhe ki awaaz mask kar rahi thi moans, lights reflection on skin, smell unki perfume aur rangon ki, texture nipples ka wet from saliva. Main haath unke baalon mein daal kar pakdi, "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… aur zor se chuso… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… pehli baar aisa feel ho raha hai." Woh 15-20 minute choosta rahi – badal-badal kar, kaat bhi lete lightly, nipples laal kar diya, geele aur sensitive.
Phir woh niche gaye – saree-petticoat upar ki, panty ke upar se choot ko chhua. Panty geeli thi, "Priya… teri choot pani chhod rahi hai… geeli aur garam. Chaat loon?" Main hesitate, "Jija ji… yahan terrace par… koi aa gaya toh?" Woh, "Daro mat… quick karte hain." Panty neeche ki, choot bahar – shaved, pink honth swollen, clit bahar nikal aayi. Woh jeebh se chaatne lage – clit par slow circles, phir zor se suck. Jeebh andar daali, andar-bahar karne lage. Ek finger daal kar G-spot rub. Taste meri pani ka – namkeen-meetha – woh pi rahe the. Main railing pakad kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… jija ji… yeh kya jaadu hai… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon… le mera pani." Main jhad gayi – pura jism kaanp gaya, pehli baar itna intense orgasm, patakhe ki awaaz mein dub gaya moan.
Woh khade hue, pajama neeche ki, lund bahar – 7 inch mota, topi laal, geela pre-cum se. Main haath mein li, hilane lagi, "Jija ji… kitna bada hai… Neha lucky hai." Woh moan, "Le Priya… muh mein le… chus." Main neeche baithi, blowjob di – pehli baar jija ka lund muh mein, garam, veiny, taste salty. Woh haath sar par, "Aaaahhh… Priya… chus zor se… Neha se better chusti ho… jhad raha hoon." Cum muh mein daala, main pi gayi.
Phir unhone mujhe railing se laga kar standing missionary mein lund daala – tight laga, lekin geela hone se andar gaya. "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… dheere… phaad daalo." Woh dhakke marne lage, zor se, chuche masalte hue. Terrace ki thandi hawa on skin, stars upar, city lights niche – romantic lekin taboo. Main jhad gayi phir, woh andar jhad gaye, "Le Priya… mera maal le… pregnant kar doonga tujhe." Garam cum choot mein bhar gaya, tapak raha tha.
Hum dono paseene se tar, kapde theek kiye. Woh bola, "Priya… yeh humara secret rahega. Kal Neha bahar jayegi shopping, ghar par milte hain."
Lekin yeh shuruaat thi. Agle din Neha gayi maa ke saath, ghar par sirf main aur Rohit. Puri dopahar chudai – bedroom mein, kitchen mein, shower mein. Aur ek shock – main pregnant ho gayi Rohit se. pooja ki, mithai khayi, relatives aaye wishes ke liye. Rohit meri taraf dekhte, aankh maarte chupke se. Neha notice nahi ki, busy thi guests ke saath. Dopahar mein Neha ne bola, "Priya, main maa ke saath shopping ja rahi hoon market, tum ghar par raho rest karo." Main dil se khush, lekin nervous – Rohit ke saath akeli. Neha gayi, ghar par sirf main aur Rohit. Woh kitchen mein aaye, peeche se hug kiya, "Priya… ab time hai mazaa karne ka. Kal raat ka trailer tha, aaj full movie." Main sharma gayi, "Jija ji… yeh galat hai. Neha wapas aa gayi toh?" Woh kaan mein bole, "2-3 ghante hain, relax… bedroom chalte hain."
Bedroom mein pahunchte hi woh ne saree khich kar utar di – blouse, petticoat, bra panty sab. Main nangi khadi, sharm se haath chhupati. Rohit ne kapde utare – muscular chest, abs, lund already khada. Woh mujhe bed par dhakel diya, kiss karne lage – gardan, kaan, honth. Haath chuche par, dabane lage, "Uffff Priya… tere chuche kitne mast hain… kal raat se soch raha tha." Main moan, "Aaaahhh… jija ji… zor se dabao… kitna mazaa aa raha hai." Woh chusne lage – 20 minute, nipples laal kar diya, kaat bhi le te.
Phir niche gaye, taange faila di, choot chaatne lage – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Priya teri choot kitni tasty hai… kal raat se aur geeli ho gayi." Main sar pakad kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… jija ji… aur chaato… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi, pani uske muh par.
Main uthi, unka lund haath mein li, hilane lagi, "Jija ji… kitna mota hai… muh mein le loon?" Woh, "Le saali… chus zor se." Blowjob di – deep throat, balls chuse, taste pre-cum ka salty. Woh moan, "Aaaahhh… Priya… Neha se better chusti ho… jhad raha hoon." Cum muh mein daala, pi gayi.
Pehla round missionary – woh upar, lund daala – tight, lekin geela. "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… dheere… phaad daalo." Dhakke marne lage, zor se, chuche masalte. Bed creak, awaaz gunj rahi. Jhad gayi, woh andar jhad gaye – creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, woh peeche, hair pull, spank. "Priya ki gaand kitni gol hai… maar daalo mujhe." Main, "Uffff… jija ji… zor se… jhad rahi hoon."
Teesra round cowgirl – main upar, uchal rahi, chuche bounce. Woh niche se dhakke, "Priya… tu meri favorite saali hai… pregnant kar doonga."
Kitchen mein chautha round – counter par baitha kar standing thoka. Shower mein paanchva – pani gir raha, wall se laga kar.
Dopahar ke 3 baje Neha wapas aayi, sab normal. Par ek mahine baad period miss – test positive, Rohit ka baby. Neha ko bata diya "Boyfriend ka hai," lekin secret humara. Guilt, excitement – rishta gehra, lekin family drama. Neha ko shak ho gaya, confront kiya, par humne manage kar liya. Ab meetings chupke se, life changed. Yeh end hai.
Shaadi ke baad Rohit se baatein hoti – phone par, family gatherings mein. Woh mujhe "Saali ji" bol te, tease karte, "Priya, kab shaadi karogi? Main ladka dhoondh doon?" Main has ti, "Jija ji, time hai. Aap Neha ko sambhalte raho." Par unki aankhon mein ek chamak hoti – flirt jaisi. Ek baar Neha ke birthday par ghar gayi, Rohit ne hug kiya tightly, haath kamar par slip, "Priya, aaj kitni sundar lag rahi ho." Main kaanp gayi, achha laga, lekin Neha ke saamne normal behave. Andar sochti, "Yeh kya feel hai? Jija ji ke touch se garam kyun ho rahi hoon?"
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Diwali ke uss tyohaar se jab hum sab Neha ke ghar gaye celebrate karne. October ka end tha, lights ka mausam, patakhe, mithai. Ghar se maa-papa ke saath gayi – Neha ke apartment mein, posh society, swimming pool, gym. Tayyar hui – laal silk saree pehni, low-cut blouse, petticoat tight, hair open, makeup bold with red lipstick. Neha ne green lehenga pehna, Rohit ne kurta pajama white, handsome lag raha. Pooja ke baad dinner kiya – paneer tikka, biryani, gulab jamun. Baatein – family ke future plans, Neha ke bachche kab. Rohit meri taraf dekhte, muskura te. Dinner ke baad patakhe jalaye terrace par – mohalle mein shor, lights jagmaga te. Rohit mere paas aaye, "Priya, idhar aao, yahan se view achha hai." Terrace par khade, woh paas aaye, haath kamar par rakh diya, "Priya… tum bohot beautiful lag rahi ho aaj. Laal saree mein jaise aag lag rahi ho." Main sharma gayi, "Jija ji… kya bol rahe ho, Neha niche hai." Woh kaan mein bole, "Neha busy hai guests ke saath. Tumhare baare mein soch raha tha. Kabhi feel kiya humare baare mein?" Dil tez dhadka – yeh flirt tha, taboo. "Jija ji… yeh galat hai, behen ka pati ho aap." Woh has e, "Galat lekin exciting. Ek kiss toh de do saali ji."
Achanak unhone mujhe dark corner mein khinch kar kiss kar diya – zor se, lips crush, jeebh andar. Pehli baar jija se kiss – honth garam, taste wine ka from dinner, garam saans kaan par. Main resist ki pehle, haath push kiya, "Jija ji… ruk jao… koi dekh lega." Par body respond kar rahi thi, choot geeli ho gayi. Woh bole, "Koi nahi dekh raha… mazaa lo Priya." Haath saree ke andar, chuche dabane laga blouse ke upar se. "Uffff… Priya… kitne bade chuche hain… dabane do zor se." Main siskari li, "Aaaahhh… jija ji… dheere… sharam aa rahi hai… Neha ko pata chal gaya toh?" Woh, "Chup ho ja… yeh humara secret." Pallu side kiya, blouse hooks khole, bra upar, chuche bahar – bade gol, brown nipples khade from cold hawa. Woh muh mein liya, chusne laga – garam muh, jeebh se circle ghumaya, zor se suck. Dusre haath se dusre chuche ko masal raha tha. Sensory overload – patakhe ki awaaz mask kar rahi thi moans, lights reflection on skin, smell unki perfume aur rangon ki, texture nipples ka wet from saliva. Main haath unke baalon mein daal kar pakdi, "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… aur zor se chuso… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… pehli baar aisa feel ho raha hai." Woh 15-20 minute choosta rahi – badal-badal kar, kaat bhi lete lightly, nipples laal kar diya, geele aur sensitive.
Phir woh niche gaye – saree-petticoat upar ki, panty ke upar se choot ko chhua. Panty geeli thi, "Priya… teri choot pani chhod rahi hai… geeli aur garam. Chaat loon?" Main hesitate, "Jija ji… yahan terrace par… koi aa gaya toh?" Woh, "Daro mat… quick karte hain." Panty neeche ki, choot bahar – shaved, pink honth swollen, clit bahar nikal aayi. Woh jeebh se chaatne lage – clit par slow circles, phir zor se suck. Jeebh andar daali, andar-bahar karne lage. Ek finger daal kar G-spot rub. Taste meri pani ka – namkeen-meetha – woh pi rahe the. Main railing pakad kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… jija ji… yeh kya jaadu hai… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon… le mera pani." Main jhad gayi – pura jism kaanp gaya, pehli baar itna intense orgasm, patakhe ki awaaz mein dub gaya moan.
Woh khade hue, pajama neeche ki, lund bahar – 7 inch mota, topi laal, geela pre-cum se. Main haath mein li, hilane lagi, "Jija ji… kitna bada hai… Neha lucky hai." Woh moan, "Le Priya… muh mein le… chus." Main neeche baithi, blowjob di – pehli baar jija ka lund muh mein, garam, veiny, taste salty. Woh haath sar par, "Aaaahhh… Priya… chus zor se… Neha se better chusti ho… jhad raha hoon." Cum muh mein daala, main pi gayi.
Phir unhone mujhe railing se laga kar standing missionary mein lund daala – tight laga, lekin geela hone se andar gaya. "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… dheere… phaad daalo." Woh dhakke marne lage, zor se, chuche masalte hue. Terrace ki thandi hawa on skin, stars upar, city lights niche – romantic lekin taboo. Main jhad gayi phir, woh andar jhad gaye, "Le Priya… mera maal le… pregnant kar doonga tujhe." Garam cum choot mein bhar gaya, tapak raha tha.
Hum dono paseene se tar, kapde theek kiye. Woh bola, "Priya… yeh humara secret rahega. Kal Neha bahar jayegi shopping, ghar par milte hain."
Lekin yeh shuruaat thi. Agle din Neha gayi maa ke saath, ghar par sirf main aur Rohit. Puri dopahar chudai – bedroom mein, kitchen mein, shower mein. Aur ek shock – main pregnant ho gayi Rohit se. pooja ki, mithai khayi, relatives aaye wishes ke liye. Rohit meri taraf dekhte, aankh maarte chupke se. Neha notice nahi ki, busy thi guests ke saath. Dopahar mein Neha ne bola, "Priya, main maa ke saath shopping ja rahi hoon market, tum ghar par raho rest karo." Main dil se khush, lekin nervous – Rohit ke saath akeli. Neha gayi, ghar par sirf main aur Rohit. Woh kitchen mein aaye, peeche se hug kiya, "Priya… ab time hai mazaa karne ka. Kal raat ka trailer tha, aaj full movie." Main sharma gayi, "Jija ji… yeh galat hai. Neha wapas aa gayi toh?" Woh kaan mein bole, "2-3 ghante hain, relax… bedroom chalte hain."
Bedroom mein pahunchte hi woh ne saree khich kar utar di – blouse, petticoat, bra panty sab. Main nangi khadi, sharm se haath chhupati. Rohit ne kapde utare – muscular chest, abs, lund already khada. Woh mujhe bed par dhakel diya, kiss karne lage – gardan, kaan, honth. Haath chuche par, dabane lage, "Uffff Priya… tere chuche kitne mast hain… kal raat se soch raha tha." Main moan, "Aaaahhh… jija ji… zor se dabao… kitna mazaa aa raha hai." Woh chusne lage – 20 minute, nipples laal kar diya, kaat bhi le te.
Phir niche gaye, taange faila di, choot chaatne lage – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Priya teri choot kitni tasty hai… kal raat se aur geeli ho gayi." Main sar pakad kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… jija ji… aur chaato… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi, pani uske muh par.
Main uthi, unka lund haath mein li, hilane lagi, "Jija ji… kitna mota hai… muh mein le loon?" Woh, "Le saali… chus zor se." Blowjob di – deep throat, balls chuse, taste pre-cum ka salty. Woh moan, "Aaaahhh… Priya… Neha se better chusti ho… jhad raha hoon." Cum muh mein daala, pi gayi.
Pehla round missionary – woh upar, lund daala – tight, lekin geela. "Aaaahhhh… jija ji… dheere… phaad daalo." Dhakke marne lage, zor se, chuche masalte. Bed creak, awaaz gunj rahi. Jhad gayi, woh andar jhad gaye – creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, woh peeche, hair pull, spank. "Priya ki gaand kitni gol hai… maar daalo mujhe." Main, "Uffff… jija ji… zor se… jhad rahi hoon."
Teesra round cowgirl – main upar, uchal rahi, chuche bounce. Woh niche se dhakke, "Priya… tu meri favorite saali hai… pregnant kar doonga."
Kitchen mein chautha round – counter par baitha kar standing thoka. Shower mein paanchva – pani gir raha, wall se laga kar.
Dopahar ke 3 baje Neha wapas aayi, sab normal. Par ek mahine baad period miss – test positive, Rohit ka baby. Neha ko bata diya "Boyfriend ka hai," lekin secret humara. Guilt, excitement – rishta gehra, lekin family drama. Neha ko shak ho gaya, confront kiya, par humne manage kar liya. Ab meetings chupke se, life changed. Yeh end hai.