Mera naam Pooja hai. Umra 22 saal. Main Lucknow University mein B.Com final year ki student hoon – ghar se college jaati hoon, lekin weekends par friends ke saath hangout karti hoon. Meri family conservative hai – papa government job mein hain, maa housewife, aur ek chhoti behen Riya, 20 saal ki, woh bhi mere college mein hi padhti hai first year mein. Bachpan se hum dono close the – secrets share karte, clothes exchange karte, raat bhar baatein karte. Riya bohot outgoing hai – parties jaati hai, boys ke saath flirt karti, lekin main thodi shy type ki hoon. Boyfriends hue hain do-teen, lekin sex sirf ek ke saath – basic, missionary style, maze nahi aaya zyada. Andar se curiosity thi new cheezon ki – porn dekhti hoon chupke se phone par, lekin sirf straight. Kabhi ladkiyon ke baare mein nahi socha, yeh galat lagta tha. Par Riya ki best friend Neha ne sab badal diya.
Neha 21 saal ki hai, Riya ki class fellow – bold, confident, modern. Height 5’4”, slim figure 32-26-34, short bob cut hair, fair skin, aur smile aisi ki dil jeet le. Woh hostelite hai – PG mein rehti hai college ke paas. Riya uske saath bohot time bitati, aur main bhi kabhi-kabhi milti. Neha mujhe "Didi" bolti, lekin aankhon mein ek alag si chamak hoti – jaise flirt karti ho. Ek baar Riya ke birthday par usne mujhe hug kiya tightly, aur bola, "Didi, aap kitni cute ho." Main sharma gayi, lekin achha laga. Andar se sochti, "Yeh ladki kitni different hai – boys jaisi bold, lekin ladkiyon ke saath close."
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Holi ke uss festival se jab Riya ne apne PG par party organize ki. March ka mahina tha, college holidays the, rangon ka tyohaar. Riya ne invite kiya, "Didi, aa jaao, sirf girls party hai. Neha bhi aa rahi hai." Ghar se jhoot bola ki friend ke yahan pooja hai. Main tayyar hui – white kurti aur jeans pehni, hair open, light makeup. PG pahunchi toh party full swing mein thi – rang, music, thandai (bhang mix), 8-10 girls the, sab college ki. Neha ne welcome kiya – usne crop top aur shorts pehna tha, body paint kiya tha rangon se, navel dikh raha tha. Woh mujhe hug ki, rang lagaya cheeks par, "Didi, aaj toh rangne do aapko poori." Main hasi, "Neha, dheere se."
Party mein rang khelne lage – pichkari se pani, gulaal udaya. Neha mere paas aayi, rang lagate hue mere kurti par haath fira diya – chuche touch ho gaye accidentally. Main kaanp gayi, "Neha… kya kar rahi ho?" Woh muskura di, "Sorry didi… lekin aapki body kitni soft hai." Music on tha – Bollywood Holi songs like "Rang Barse." Sab dance kar rahe the, Neha ne mujhe khinch kar dance floor par le gayi – close dance, hips hilate hue mere saath grind. Unke chuche mere se touch ho rahe the, saansein tez, sweat mix. Smell unki – perfume aur rang ki – arousing tha. Neha ne mere kaan mein bola, "Didi… aap bohot hot lag rahi ho aaj. Koi boyfriend hai?" Main sharma gayi, "Nahi Neha… tu toh jaanti hai main shy hoon." Woh boli, "Toh main bana doon aapki girlfriend?" Main hasi, socha joke hai.
Thandai pi li – bhang thi andar, sar ghumne laga, body loose. Party khatam hone tak raat ke 10 baj gaye. Sab gaye, Riya so gayi thak kar. Neha aur main baith kar baatein kar rahe the room mein – single bed, dim light. Neha ne mujhe dekha, "Didi… aaj party mein dance karte hue aapko touch kar ke acha laga." Main confuse, "Kya matlab?" Woh paas aayi, mera face pakda, aur kiss kar di – soft honth, jeebh halki si touch. Pehli baar kisi ladki se kiss – dimag blank, lekin jism garam. Taste unke honth ka – sweet from thandai, garam saans. Main peeche hati, "Neha… yeh galat hai. Main straight hoon." Woh boli, "Didi… try karo. Maze aayega. Riya so rahi hai, koi nahi dekh raha."
Dil tez dhadak raha tha – guilt tha behen ki friend ke saath, lekin curiosity bhi. Neha ne phir kiss kiya, iss baar deep – jeebh se khelte hue, haath mere kurti ke andar. Main resist nahi ki, respond karne lagi. Woh kurti upar ki, chuche bahar – bade 34C, nipples khade. Neha ne haath se masalne lagi, "Didi… kitne sundar chuche hain aapke… dabane do zor se." Texture unke haath ka soft, lekin firm – nipples pinch kar ke. Main siskari li, "Uffff… Neha… dheere… pehli baar hai." Woh niche jhuki, ek nipple muh mein liya – garam muh, jeebh se circle ghumaya, zor se chusa. Dusre chuche ko haath se squeeze. Smell meri body ki – rang aur sweat mix – arousing. Main haath unke baalon mein daal kar pakdi, "Aaaahhhh… Neha… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… aur chus." Woh 20 minute choosti rahi – badal-badal kar, kaat bhi leti lightly, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir woh niche gayi – jeans kholi, panty neeche. Meri choot geeli thi – bushy, clit swollen. Neha ne ungli se touch kiya, "Didi aapki choot kitni pink aur geeli hai… pani aa raha hai. Chaat loon?" Main sharma gayi, "Neha… sharam aa rahi hai… lekin haan." Woh jeebh se chaatne lagi – clit par slow licks, phir zor se suck. Jeebh andar daali, andar-bahar. Ek finger daal kar G-spot rub. Taste meri pani ka – namkeen-meetha – woh pi rahi thi. Main taange faila kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… Neha… yeh kya jaadu hai… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon… le mera pani." Main jhad gayi – pura jism kaanp gaya, pehli baar real orgasm.
Phir maine usko litaya. Neha ki crop top utari – chuche medium, perky nipples. Main choosna shuru ki – pehli baar ladki ke chuche muh mein, soft texture, taste skin ka. Neha moan, "Aaaahhh… didi… chus zor se… kitna acha lag raha hai." Phir uski shorts utari, choot bahar – shaved, geeli. Main jeebh se chaati – musky smell, sweet taste. Neha, "Uffff… didi… finger daal… aur zor se chaat." Main two fingers daali, zor se finger-fuck. Woh jhad gayi.
Phir hum scissoring try ki – taange interlock, choot se choot ragad. Garam, geela, mazaa double. Neha, "Aaaahhhh… didi… ragad zor se… hum dono saath jhadengi." Ek saath orgasm – bodies shaking, saansein tez.
Raat ke 2 baje tak humne 3 rounds kiye. Subah Riya uthi, sab normal. Par Neha ne bola, "Didi… yeh secret rahega. Lekin agle weekend PG par aao, aur mazaa karenge."
Lekin yeh shuruaat thi. Agle hafte Riya gayi village, PG par sirf Neha. Puri raat FF chudai – toys use, strap-on, shower sex. Aur emotional bond – guilt, excitement, bisexual discovery. College mein Neha se nazrein milti, woh muskura deti, lekin Riya ke saamne normal. Riya village gayi family ke saath weekend par, PG par Neha akeli. Usne message kiya, "Didi, aaj aa jaao. Puri raat humari." Main ghar se jhoot bola, "Friend ke yahan project hai, raat rukungi." PG pahunchi shaam 7 baje – Neha ne door khola, nighty pehni – short black, lace. Room tayyar – candles, soft music, bed par rose petals. "Didi… welcome to our night." Main sharma gayi, "Neha… yeh sab?"
Pehle dinner kiya – Chinese order kiya, noodles, manchurian. Khate hue baatein – Neha ne bataya apni first lesbian experience school mein, "Didi, main bisexual hoon. Ladke bhi pasand, ladkiyan bhi. Tumhari tarah innocent ladkiyan aur attract karti hain." Main boli, "Neha… main confused hoon. Pehli baar ladki ke saath, guilt hai Riya ke liye." Woh boli, "Relax didi… yeh humara secret. Mazaa lo."
Dinner ke baad Neha ne kiss kiya – passionate, jeebh se khelte hue. Haath nighty ke andar, chuche masalne lagi. Main moan, "Uffff… Neha… dheere… kitna garam kar rahi ho." Woh nighty utari, meri bhi. Dono nangi – Neha ke chuche dekh kar main choosne lagi, "Aaaahhh… didi… chus zor se… nipples kaat." Phir woh niche, choot chaatne lagi – zor se, fingers daal kar. Main jhad gayi.
Phir Neha ne surprise diya – drawer se strap-on nikala, purple dildo. "Didi… yeh try karogi? Lund jaisa feel aayega." Main nervous, "Neha… pehli baar… dheere karna." Woh strap-on pehni, main bed par let gayi, missionary. Woh topi choot par ragdi, phir dheere daali – tight laga, lekin geela hone se andar gaya. "Aaaahhhh… Neha… kitna bada hai… thok zor se." Woh dhakke marne lagi – slow se fast, chuche masalte hue. Bed creak kar raha tha, main moan, "Uffff… Neha… phaad daal meri choot… kitna mazaa aa raha hai." Woh position change – doggy, peeche se thokti rahi, gaand spank kar ke. Main do baar jhadi.
Phir shower gaye – garam pani, soap se body rub. Neha ne wall se laga kar fingering ki – three fingers, G-spot hit. "Aaaahhhhh… Neha… pani gir raha hai, body garam… jhad rahi hoon." Woh bhi jhadi meri jeebh se.
Raat bhar 4-5 rounds – scissoring, 69, toys. Subah emotional talk – "Neha… main bisexual ban gayi hoon. Guilt hai, lekin pyar bhi." Woh boli, "Didi… hum saath rahenge. Riya ko nahi pata chalega
Neha 21 saal ki hai, Riya ki class fellow – bold, confident, modern. Height 5’4”, slim figure 32-26-34, short bob cut hair, fair skin, aur smile aisi ki dil jeet le. Woh hostelite hai – PG mein rehti hai college ke paas. Riya uske saath bohot time bitati, aur main bhi kabhi-kabhi milti. Neha mujhe "Didi" bolti, lekin aankhon mein ek alag si chamak hoti – jaise flirt karti ho. Ek baar Riya ke birthday par usne mujhe hug kiya tightly, aur bola, "Didi, aap kitni cute ho." Main sharma gayi, lekin achha laga. Andar se sochti, "Yeh ladki kitni different hai – boys jaisi bold, lekin ladkiyon ke saath close."
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai Holi ke uss festival se jab Riya ne apne PG par party organize ki. March ka mahina tha, college holidays the, rangon ka tyohaar. Riya ne invite kiya, "Didi, aa jaao, sirf girls party hai. Neha bhi aa rahi hai." Ghar se jhoot bola ki friend ke yahan pooja hai. Main tayyar hui – white kurti aur jeans pehni, hair open, light makeup. PG pahunchi toh party full swing mein thi – rang, music, thandai (bhang mix), 8-10 girls the, sab college ki. Neha ne welcome kiya – usne crop top aur shorts pehna tha, body paint kiya tha rangon se, navel dikh raha tha. Woh mujhe hug ki, rang lagaya cheeks par, "Didi, aaj toh rangne do aapko poori." Main hasi, "Neha, dheere se."
Party mein rang khelne lage – pichkari se pani, gulaal udaya. Neha mere paas aayi, rang lagate hue mere kurti par haath fira diya – chuche touch ho gaye accidentally. Main kaanp gayi, "Neha… kya kar rahi ho?" Woh muskura di, "Sorry didi… lekin aapki body kitni soft hai." Music on tha – Bollywood Holi songs like "Rang Barse." Sab dance kar rahe the, Neha ne mujhe khinch kar dance floor par le gayi – close dance, hips hilate hue mere saath grind. Unke chuche mere se touch ho rahe the, saansein tez, sweat mix. Smell unki – perfume aur rang ki – arousing tha. Neha ne mere kaan mein bola, "Didi… aap bohot hot lag rahi ho aaj. Koi boyfriend hai?" Main sharma gayi, "Nahi Neha… tu toh jaanti hai main shy hoon." Woh boli, "Toh main bana doon aapki girlfriend?" Main hasi, socha joke hai.
Thandai pi li – bhang thi andar, sar ghumne laga, body loose. Party khatam hone tak raat ke 10 baj gaye. Sab gaye, Riya so gayi thak kar. Neha aur main baith kar baatein kar rahe the room mein – single bed, dim light. Neha ne mujhe dekha, "Didi… aaj party mein dance karte hue aapko touch kar ke acha laga." Main confuse, "Kya matlab?" Woh paas aayi, mera face pakda, aur kiss kar di – soft honth, jeebh halki si touch. Pehli baar kisi ladki se kiss – dimag blank, lekin jism garam. Taste unke honth ka – sweet from thandai, garam saans. Main peeche hati, "Neha… yeh galat hai. Main straight hoon." Woh boli, "Didi… try karo. Maze aayega. Riya so rahi hai, koi nahi dekh raha."
Dil tez dhadak raha tha – guilt tha behen ki friend ke saath, lekin curiosity bhi. Neha ne phir kiss kiya, iss baar deep – jeebh se khelte hue, haath mere kurti ke andar. Main resist nahi ki, respond karne lagi. Woh kurti upar ki, chuche bahar – bade 34C, nipples khade. Neha ne haath se masalne lagi, "Didi… kitne sundar chuche hain aapke… dabane do zor se." Texture unke haath ka soft, lekin firm – nipples pinch kar ke. Main siskari li, "Uffff… Neha… dheere… pehli baar hai." Woh niche jhuki, ek nipple muh mein liya – garam muh, jeebh se circle ghumaya, zor se chusa. Dusre chuche ko haath se squeeze. Smell meri body ki – rang aur sweat mix – arousing. Main haath unke baalon mein daal kar pakdi, "Aaaahhhh… Neha… kitna mazaa aa raha hai… aur chus." Woh 20 minute choosti rahi – badal-badal kar, kaat bhi leti lightly, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir woh niche gayi – jeans kholi, panty neeche. Meri choot geeli thi – bushy, clit swollen. Neha ne ungli se touch kiya, "Didi aapki choot kitni pink aur geeli hai… pani aa raha hai. Chaat loon?" Main sharma gayi, "Neha… sharam aa rahi hai… lekin haan." Woh jeebh se chaatne lagi – clit par slow licks, phir zor se suck. Jeebh andar daali, andar-bahar. Ek finger daal kar G-spot rub. Taste meri pani ka – namkeen-meetha – woh pi rahi thi. Main taange faila kar moan, "Aaaahhhhh… Neha… yeh kya jaadu hai… Uffff… jhad rahi hoon… le mera pani." Main jhad gayi – pura jism kaanp gaya, pehli baar real orgasm.
Phir maine usko litaya. Neha ki crop top utari – chuche medium, perky nipples. Main choosna shuru ki – pehli baar ladki ke chuche muh mein, soft texture, taste skin ka. Neha moan, "Aaaahhh… didi… chus zor se… kitna acha lag raha hai." Phir uski shorts utari, choot bahar – shaved, geeli. Main jeebh se chaati – musky smell, sweet taste. Neha, "Uffff… didi… finger daal… aur zor se chaat." Main two fingers daali, zor se finger-fuck. Woh jhad gayi.
Phir hum scissoring try ki – taange interlock, choot se choot ragad. Garam, geela, mazaa double. Neha, "Aaaahhhh… didi… ragad zor se… hum dono saath jhadengi." Ek saath orgasm – bodies shaking, saansein tez.
Raat ke 2 baje tak humne 3 rounds kiye. Subah Riya uthi, sab normal. Par Neha ne bola, "Didi… yeh secret rahega. Lekin agle weekend PG par aao, aur mazaa karenge."
Lekin yeh shuruaat thi. Agle hafte Riya gayi village, PG par sirf Neha. Puri raat FF chudai – toys use, strap-on, shower sex. Aur emotional bond – guilt, excitement, bisexual discovery. College mein Neha se nazrein milti, woh muskura deti, lekin Riya ke saamne normal. Riya village gayi family ke saath weekend par, PG par Neha akeli. Usne message kiya, "Didi, aaj aa jaao. Puri raat humari." Main ghar se jhoot bola, "Friend ke yahan project hai, raat rukungi." PG pahunchi shaam 7 baje – Neha ne door khola, nighty pehni – short black, lace. Room tayyar – candles, soft music, bed par rose petals. "Didi… welcome to our night." Main sharma gayi, "Neha… yeh sab?"
Pehle dinner kiya – Chinese order kiya, noodles, manchurian. Khate hue baatein – Neha ne bataya apni first lesbian experience school mein, "Didi, main bisexual hoon. Ladke bhi pasand, ladkiyan bhi. Tumhari tarah innocent ladkiyan aur attract karti hain." Main boli, "Neha… main confused hoon. Pehli baar ladki ke saath, guilt hai Riya ke liye." Woh boli, "Relax didi… yeh humara secret. Mazaa lo."
Dinner ke baad Neha ne kiss kiya – passionate, jeebh se khelte hue. Haath nighty ke andar, chuche masalne lagi. Main moan, "Uffff… Neha… dheere… kitna garam kar rahi ho." Woh nighty utari, meri bhi. Dono nangi – Neha ke chuche dekh kar main choosne lagi, "Aaaahhh… didi… chus zor se… nipples kaat." Phir woh niche, choot chaatne lagi – zor se, fingers daal kar. Main jhad gayi.
Phir Neha ne surprise diya – drawer se strap-on nikala, purple dildo. "Didi… yeh try karogi? Lund jaisa feel aayega." Main nervous, "Neha… pehli baar… dheere karna." Woh strap-on pehni, main bed par let gayi, missionary. Woh topi choot par ragdi, phir dheere daali – tight laga, lekin geela hone se andar gaya. "Aaaahhhh… Neha… kitna bada hai… thok zor se." Woh dhakke marne lagi – slow se fast, chuche masalte hue. Bed creak kar raha tha, main moan, "Uffff… Neha… phaad daal meri choot… kitna mazaa aa raha hai." Woh position change – doggy, peeche se thokti rahi, gaand spank kar ke. Main do baar jhadi.
Phir shower gaye – garam pani, soap se body rub. Neha ne wall se laga kar fingering ki – three fingers, G-spot hit. "Aaaahhhhh… Neha… pani gir raha hai, body garam… jhad rahi hoon." Woh bhi jhadi meri jeebh se.
Raat bhar 4-5 rounds – scissoring, 69, toys. Subah emotional talk – "Neha… main bisexual ban gayi hoon. Guilt hai, lekin pyar bhi." Woh boli, "Didi… hum saath rahenge. Riya ko nahi pata chalega