Meri Bhabhi Ki Chudai: Punjab Ke Gaon Ki Kahani
Part 1: Gaon Ki Yaatra Aur Pehli Mulaqat
Hello doston, main Arjun hu, ek 24 saal ka jawan ladka jo Chandigarh mein rehta hu. City ki fast life se thak kar, is saal garmi ki chhuttiyon mein main apne bade bhai ke gaon ja raha tha Punjab ke ek chhote se village mein. Waha hamara bada sa khet tha, aur ek purana joint family wala ghar jaha sab log milkar rehte the – bhai, bhabhi, dada ji, dadi ji, aur kuch door ke rishtedar bhi kabhi kabhi aate jaate rehte. Meri bhabhi, Priya, ki umar lagbhag 30 saal thi, aur woh sach mein bohot sexy thi. Unki fair complexion, kale ghane lambe baal jo kamar tak latakte, bade bade boobs jo salwar suit mein tight ubhar kar dikhte, gol gol ass jo chalte waqt hilta dulta, aur woh muskurahat jo kisi ka bhi dil chura le. Bhai ki shaadi ko paanch saal ho gaye the, par ab tak unka koi baccha nahi tha – shayad bhai apne business mein itne busy rehte the ki ghar par dhyan nahi de paate. Main bachpan se bhabhi ko jaanta tha, tab woh mere liye sirf bhabhi thi, par ab college ke baad jawan hokar, unhe dekhne ka nazariya bilkul badal gaya tha. Dil mein unke liye ek ajeeb si attraction jag gayi thi, jo society ke hisab se galat thi par main rok nahi pa raha tha. Raat raat bhar unki yaad mein muth marta, sochta ki kash woh meri hoti.
Bus se utar kar main gaon pahuncha. Garmi ki dhoop itni tez thi ki paseena aa raha tha, kheton mein hari bhari fasal lahra rahi thi, aur hawa mein gobar, mitti aur kheton ki khushbu ghul rahi thi. Gaon ki galiyan kacchi thi, jaha gaay aur bakriyan aaraam se ghoom rahi thi, aur dur se gurdwara ki shabad ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jo dil ko shanti deti thi. Ghar ke bade se darwaze par bhabhi khadi thi mujhe receive karne, ek tight salwar kameez pehen kar – blue color ka, jo unke curvaceous figure ko perfectly highlight kar raha tha. Unke dupatte se unke deep cleavage ki jhalak mil rahi thi, aur paseene se unka chehra chamak raha tha. "Arre devar ji, aa gaye! Kitne handsome aur fit ho gaye ho city mein reh kar," unhone muskurate hue kaha aur mujhe gale se laga liya. Unke soft aur bade boobs mere chest par dab gaye, unki body ki garmi aur khushbu mehsoos hui, mera lund pants mein halka sa tan gaya. Main sharma gaya aur jaldi se alag hua, par control karke bola, "Bhabhi, aap bhi to din ba din aur khubsurat hoti ja rahi ho, lagta hai gaon ki hawa suit karti hai." Woh zor se has padi, "Chal jhootha, andar aa, thak gaya hoga safar se. Chai pilati hu."
Ghar mein sab log the – dada ji courtyard mein baith kar hookah pee rahe the aur purane zamane ki baatein kar rahe the, dadi ji kitchen mein garam garam lassi bana rahi thi, bhai market gaye hue the business ke silsile mein. Yeh hamara joint family tha, jaha sab milkar rehte, khate peete, hasi mazak karte. Shaam ko sab ne milkar khana khaya – makki di roti, sarson da saag, white butter, aur gur ki mithai. Bhabhi khana serve kar rahi thi, paseene se unka kameez thoda geela ho gaya tha jo unke body se chipak raha tha, unke curves aur bhi clear dikh rahe the. Main madad karne laga, "Bhabhi, main plate le lu aapke liye?" Unhone muskurate hue kaha, "Haan devar ji, yeh sabzi pass kar do." Jab mainne plate diya, hamare haath touch hue, unki ungliyan itni soft thi ki jaise current sa laga body mein. Raat ko sab so gaye, main terrace par chala gaya thandak pakadne. Gaon ki raat mein stars chamak rahe the, aur dur se kutton ki bhounk sunai de rahi thi. Bhabhi bhi aa gayi upar, "Devar ji, neend nahi aa rahi? City ki aadat hai na." Hum baith kar baatein karne lage – unke shaadi ke dinon ke bare mein, gaon ki life ke bare mein. Bhabhi ne sigh kar ke bataya ki bhai bohot busy rehte hain, hafte hafte ghar nahi aate. "Kabhi kabhi akelapan mehsoos hota hai, dil karta hai koi baat karne wala ho," unhone dheere se kaha. Mainne unka haath pakad liya innocent tarike se, "Bhabhi, ab main aa gaya hu, aapka devar hu na." Par mera dimag mein unki chut ki khayal ghum rahi thi, unke bade boobs ki yaad aa rahi thi. Yeh feeling galat thi, par exciting bhi bohot.
Part 2: Roz Ka Kaam Aur Nazar Ka Khel
Doosre din subah jaldi utha, gaon ka routine – subah doodh nikalna, kheton mein jaana. Main bhabhi ke saath kheton mein gaya madad karne. Punjab ka gaon life bohot simple aur mehnat bhara tha – subah subah gayon ka doodh nikalna, phir khet mein fasal ko pani dena, khad dalna. Bhabhi ne ek pink salwar suit pehna tha, semi-tight, jo unke big boobs ko bounce karne deta tha jab woh chalti. Hum dono ne milkar fasal ko pani diya, hose pipe se. Jab bhabhi jhukti to unka dupatta gir jata, aur unka deep cleavage dikhta – fair skin, inviting. Mera lund pants mein tight ho gaya, main chhupane ki koshish karta raha. "Bhabhi, aap kitni mehnati ho, itna kaam akele karti ho," maine admiration se kaha. Woh has kar boli, "Devar ji, gaon mein sab ko kaam karna padta hai, aurat ho ya mard. Warna pet nahi bharta." Unki paseene se bhari body chamak rahi thi garmi mein, aur main soch raha tha ki unhe choone ka mauka mile to kya maza aaye.
Shaam ko ghar ke chores the – gayon ka doodh bilona, kapde dhona tube well ke paas. Main bhabhi ki madad kar raha tha, bucket bhar kar la raha tha. Ek baar bhabhi heavy bucket utha rahi thi, main peeche se aaya help karne ke bahane. Mera haath accidentally unke round ass par lag gaya – soft aur bouncy, jaise pillow. Woh chonk gayi, bucket girte girte bacha, par muskurai aur boli, "Arre careful devar ji, nahi to hum dono gir jayenge pani mein." Par unki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, jaise woh enjoy kar rahi ho yeh touch. Mainne sorry bola, par dil mein khushi ki lahar daud gayi. Raat ko phir terrace par, sab so gaye the ghar mein. Bhabhi aa gayi, "Neend nahi aa rahi aaj bhi devar ji." Hum baatein karne lage – unke shaadi ke bare mein, bhai ke busy schedule ke bare mein, unki adhuri khwahishein. "Main abhi bhi jawan hu devar ji, body mein aag hai, par bhaiya time hi nahi dete," unhone dheere se confess kiya. Mainne unke kandhe par haath rakha comfort karne ke liye, aur woh mere kandhe par sir rakh di. Unki saans ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi, unke boobs mere arm se halke se touch ho rahe the. Sexual tension din ba din build ho raha tha, har roz unki body ko notice karta – jab woh chalti to hips ka sexy sway, boobs ka bounce jab jaldi chalti ya kaam karti.
Ek din garmi bohot tez thi, hum kheton se wapas aa rahe the, paseena se poore geele. Bhabhi ka suit poori tarah geela ho gaya, transparent ban gaya, unke bra se nipples hard aur erect dikh rahe the, unki panty ki outline bhi nazar aa rahi thi. Main apni nazar nahi hata pa raha tha, lund full khada ho gaya. Ghar pahunch kar bhabhi change karne apne room mein gayi, darwaza thoda khula reh gaya galti se. Mainne chupke se jhanka – unki nangi back, smooth fair skin, aur jab woh turn hui to unke boobs ki jhalak mil gayi. Dil dhadak gaya itni zor se, main jaldi bathroom mein ghus gaya aur unki yaad mein zor zor se muth mari, imagining unke saath.
Part 3: Garmi Ki Raat Aur Pehla Touch
Teesre din, raat mein garmi unbearable thi, fan chala rahe the par bijli chali gayi, poora ghar andhera. Bhabhi ne ek thin cotton nighty pehni thi raat ko, no bra andar, jo unke curvaceous figure ko tightly hug kar rahi thi – boobs ka shape clear dikh raha tha, nipples poke kar rahe the. Hum dono terrace par gaye thandak pakadne ke liye, hawa chal rahi thi halki. Par garmi se paseena aa raha tha, bhabhi ki nighty geeli ho gayi, chipak gayi body se, transparent ho gayi. Unke big boobs ka full shape dikh raha tha, round ass bhi highlight ho raha. "Devar ji, kitni garmi lag rahi hai," unhone kaanpte hue kaha, paseena ponchti hui. Main bold hua, peeche se unhe hug kiya warm feel karne ke bahane, mera chest unki back se laga, aur mera khada lund unke ass par dab gaya. Woh halka sa moan kar uthi, "Ahh devar ji, tumhari garmi..."
Hum jaldi andar bhabhi ke room mein aaye, hand fan se hawa karne lage. "Pankha karo devar ji," unhone kaha. Par mera haath slip ho gaya, accidental tarike se unke left boob par lag gaya – soft aur firm. Woh ahh kar uthi, par resist nahi ki, balki aankhein band kar li. Main aur bold hua, unke lips par kiss kar diya – soft, wet, passionate kiss, hamari tongues mil gayi. Mainne unki nighty upar ki, unke smooth thighs feel kiye, haath upar le gaya unki chut tak – already geeli thi excitement se. "Bhabhi, you're so wet for me," maine whisper kiya. Guilt aa raha tha bohot – yeh meri bhabhi hai, bhai ki biwi, family mein yeh galat hai, paap hai, society kya kahegi. Par forbidden desire itna strong tha ki ruk nahi pa raha tha. "Bhabhi, I love you, I want you badly," maine kaha. Woh boli, "Devar ji, yeh forbidden hai, galat hai, par mujhe bhi yeh pyar chahiye, bohot din se akeli hu." Hum bed par gir gaye, mainne unke neck ko kiss kiya, nibble kiya, down to collarbone, phir boobs ke upar fabric ke upar se.
Part 4: Secret Baatein Aur Tension Ka Peak
Agli raat, sab so gaye the, ghar shant tha. Bhabhi ne mujhe ishara kiya apne room mein aane ka, main chupke se gaya, darwaza band kiya. Woh bed par baithi thi, ek sexy red salwar suit mein, low neck wala. "Aaj hum apna secret share karenge devar ji," unhone seductive smile se kaha. Mainne unhe tightly hug kiya, suit ka dupatta khol diya. Unke big boobs black bra mein tight dab rahe the. Mainne bra hooks khole, boobs free hue – bade, firm, pink nipples hard. Mainne nipples suck karne laga zor se, ek haath se dusre boob ko dabaya aur massage kiya. "Ahh devar ji, choos le inhe zor se, kitne din se pyase hain yeh," unhone moan kiya loudly, par hum careful the ki awaaz bahar na jaye. Mainne halka bite kiya nipples par, tongue se circle banaya, unka body shiver kar raha tha pleasure se.
Phir mainne haath niche kiya, salwar ka nada khola, panty mein haath dala. Unki chut bohot geeli aur garam thi, shaved aur smooth. "Bhabhi ki chut itni tight aur rasili hai," maine socha. Ek finger dali andar, slow in and out kiya. Woh tadap uthi, "Ungli se chodo mujhe devar ji, zor se karo." Do ungli dali, thumb se clit rub kiya, woh climax ke bilkul kareeb thi, body tense ho gayi. Par main ruk gaya tease karne ke liye, woh beg ki, "Mat ruk please, mujhe release chahiye."
Ab mera turn tha. Woh neeche baithi, mera pants khola, underwear utara. Mera lund bahar aa gaya – 7 inch lamba, mota, veins ubhari hui. "Kitna bada lund hai tera devar ji, bhaiya ka isse chhota hai," unhone kaha aur haath se pakad kar hilaya. Oral sex shuru – pehle tip ko lick ki tongue se, phir poora muh mein le liya, suck karne lagi zor se. Main heaven mein tha, "Bhabhi, suck my lund harder." Woh deep throat ki, gag sound aaya par woh enjoy kar rahi thi, saliva se poora geela ho gaya lund. Guilt phir se aa raha tha – yeh incest hai, bhai ke saath dhokha, par pleasure itna intense tha ki sab bhool gaya main.
Part 5: Poori Raat Ki Chudai
Ab seduction poori ho gayi thi, hum dono completely nude the room mein, candle ki dim light mein. Mainne bhabhi ko bed par litaya missionary position mein, unke legs spread kiye. Mera lund unki chut par ragda tease karne ke liye, woh beg ki, "Dalo andar devar ji, chodo apni bhabhi ko, bhar do is chut ko apne lund se." Mainne push kiya, lund andar ghus gaya – tight thi par geeli, perfect fit jaise. "Ahh bhabhi ki chut kitni garam aur sukhad hai," maine moan kiya. In and out shuru kiya, slow pehle romance ke liye, phir speed badhai fast thrusts. Unke boobs bounce ho rahe the har thrust ke saath, main suck kar raha tha nipples ko ek haath se dabate hue. Woh nails se meri back scratch kar rahi thi, "Zor se chodo devar ji, ahh yes, deeper."
Phir position change kiya – doggy style. Woh ghodi bani, unka round ass upar utha hua. Mainne peeche se lund dala, zor se thap thap shuru kiye. "Chodo mujhe jaise randi ho main, spank karo ass ko," unhone kaha wildly. Mainne ass par spank kiya red hone tak, hair pakad kar pull kiya control ke liye, deeper thrusts dete hue. Woh moan kar rahi thi loudly, "Harder devar ji, phad do meri chut ko." Multiple climaxes hue – pehla uska, woh poori body shiver kar gayi, chut se juice nikal aaya, tight squeeze mera lund par feel hua. Phir mera climax, main andar hi cum kar diya, hot load bhara unki chut mein.
Par hum ruk nahi – thodi break ke baad, oral again. Mainne unki chut chati, tongue se andar bahar kiya, clit ko suck kiya zor se. "Devar ji, choos le bhabhi ki chut, tasty hai na mera ras," unhone kaha moan karte hue. Woh dobara climax hui, legs shake kar rahi thi ecstasy mein.
Part 6: Anal Ki Duniya Aur Poora Sukh
Ab hum dono wild ho gaye the, boundaries cross kar chuke the. Bhabhi boli, "Devar ji, peeche se try karo, meri gaand mein dalo." Anal exploration shuru kiya. Mainne ghar ka coconut oil liya, unki gaand par lagaya massage karte hue. "Ahh dard ho raha hai pehle, slow karo," par woh excited thi naye experience ke liye. Pehle ek finger dali gaand mein, phir do, stretch kiya dhire dhire. Phir mera lund ka tip rakha gaand ke hole par, dhire se push kiya – tight bohot thi, par andar gaya inch by inch. "Gaand maro meri devar ji, poori raat chodo," unhone kaha pain aur pleasure mix kar ke. Slow thrusts pehle adjust hone ke liye, phir faster badhaya, pleasure badh gaya. Guilt aur ecstasy ka mix – yeh ultimate forbidden act tha hamare liye.
Hum dono multiple times climax hue us raat – total teen baar, subah tak poore thak gaye, paseene se bhige hue. "Yeh hamara secret rahega forever devar ji," unhone kaha satisfied smile se. Fulfillment tha poora, forbidden desire pura hua, guilt tha par pleasure jeet gaya us waqt.
Agli subah sabke saamne normal behave kiya, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Par hamari aankhon mein woh spark thi, secret ki. Teaser: Ab meri chachi bhi kuch notice kar rahi thi hamare behavior ko, shayad woh bhi interested ho jayegi – agli kahani mein dekhte hain.
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Part 1: Gaon Ki Yaatra Aur Pehli Mulaqat
Hello doston, main Arjun hu, ek 24 saal ka jawan ladka jo Chandigarh mein rehta hu. City ki fast life se thak kar, is saal garmi ki chhuttiyon mein main apne bade bhai ke gaon ja raha tha Punjab ke ek chhote se village mein. Waha hamara bada sa khet tha, aur ek purana joint family wala ghar jaha sab log milkar rehte the – bhai, bhabhi, dada ji, dadi ji, aur kuch door ke rishtedar bhi kabhi kabhi aate jaate rehte. Meri bhabhi, Priya, ki umar lagbhag 30 saal thi, aur woh sach mein bohot sexy thi. Unki fair complexion, kale ghane lambe baal jo kamar tak latakte, bade bade boobs jo salwar suit mein tight ubhar kar dikhte, gol gol ass jo chalte waqt hilta dulta, aur woh muskurahat jo kisi ka bhi dil chura le. Bhai ki shaadi ko paanch saal ho gaye the, par ab tak unka koi baccha nahi tha – shayad bhai apne business mein itne busy rehte the ki ghar par dhyan nahi de paate. Main bachpan se bhabhi ko jaanta tha, tab woh mere liye sirf bhabhi thi, par ab college ke baad jawan hokar, unhe dekhne ka nazariya bilkul badal gaya tha. Dil mein unke liye ek ajeeb si attraction jag gayi thi, jo society ke hisab se galat thi par main rok nahi pa raha tha. Raat raat bhar unki yaad mein muth marta, sochta ki kash woh meri hoti.
Bus se utar kar main gaon pahuncha. Garmi ki dhoop itni tez thi ki paseena aa raha tha, kheton mein hari bhari fasal lahra rahi thi, aur hawa mein gobar, mitti aur kheton ki khushbu ghul rahi thi. Gaon ki galiyan kacchi thi, jaha gaay aur bakriyan aaraam se ghoom rahi thi, aur dur se gurdwara ki shabad ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jo dil ko shanti deti thi. Ghar ke bade se darwaze par bhabhi khadi thi mujhe receive karne, ek tight salwar kameez pehen kar – blue color ka, jo unke curvaceous figure ko perfectly highlight kar raha tha. Unke dupatte se unke deep cleavage ki jhalak mil rahi thi, aur paseene se unka chehra chamak raha tha. "Arre devar ji, aa gaye! Kitne handsome aur fit ho gaye ho city mein reh kar," unhone muskurate hue kaha aur mujhe gale se laga liya. Unke soft aur bade boobs mere chest par dab gaye, unki body ki garmi aur khushbu mehsoos hui, mera lund pants mein halka sa tan gaya. Main sharma gaya aur jaldi se alag hua, par control karke bola, "Bhabhi, aap bhi to din ba din aur khubsurat hoti ja rahi ho, lagta hai gaon ki hawa suit karti hai." Woh zor se has padi, "Chal jhootha, andar aa, thak gaya hoga safar se. Chai pilati hu."
Ghar mein sab log the – dada ji courtyard mein baith kar hookah pee rahe the aur purane zamane ki baatein kar rahe the, dadi ji kitchen mein garam garam lassi bana rahi thi, bhai market gaye hue the business ke silsile mein. Yeh hamara joint family tha, jaha sab milkar rehte, khate peete, hasi mazak karte. Shaam ko sab ne milkar khana khaya – makki di roti, sarson da saag, white butter, aur gur ki mithai. Bhabhi khana serve kar rahi thi, paseene se unka kameez thoda geela ho gaya tha jo unke body se chipak raha tha, unke curves aur bhi clear dikh rahe the. Main madad karne laga, "Bhabhi, main plate le lu aapke liye?" Unhone muskurate hue kaha, "Haan devar ji, yeh sabzi pass kar do." Jab mainne plate diya, hamare haath touch hue, unki ungliyan itni soft thi ki jaise current sa laga body mein. Raat ko sab so gaye, main terrace par chala gaya thandak pakadne. Gaon ki raat mein stars chamak rahe the, aur dur se kutton ki bhounk sunai de rahi thi. Bhabhi bhi aa gayi upar, "Devar ji, neend nahi aa rahi? City ki aadat hai na." Hum baith kar baatein karne lage – unke shaadi ke dinon ke bare mein, gaon ki life ke bare mein. Bhabhi ne sigh kar ke bataya ki bhai bohot busy rehte hain, hafte hafte ghar nahi aate. "Kabhi kabhi akelapan mehsoos hota hai, dil karta hai koi baat karne wala ho," unhone dheere se kaha. Mainne unka haath pakad liya innocent tarike se, "Bhabhi, ab main aa gaya hu, aapka devar hu na." Par mera dimag mein unki chut ki khayal ghum rahi thi, unke bade boobs ki yaad aa rahi thi. Yeh feeling galat thi, par exciting bhi bohot.
Part 2: Roz Ka Kaam Aur Nazar Ka Khel
Doosre din subah jaldi utha, gaon ka routine – subah doodh nikalna, kheton mein jaana. Main bhabhi ke saath kheton mein gaya madad karne. Punjab ka gaon life bohot simple aur mehnat bhara tha – subah subah gayon ka doodh nikalna, phir khet mein fasal ko pani dena, khad dalna. Bhabhi ne ek pink salwar suit pehna tha, semi-tight, jo unke big boobs ko bounce karne deta tha jab woh chalti. Hum dono ne milkar fasal ko pani diya, hose pipe se. Jab bhabhi jhukti to unka dupatta gir jata, aur unka deep cleavage dikhta – fair skin, inviting. Mera lund pants mein tight ho gaya, main chhupane ki koshish karta raha. "Bhabhi, aap kitni mehnati ho, itna kaam akele karti ho," maine admiration se kaha. Woh has kar boli, "Devar ji, gaon mein sab ko kaam karna padta hai, aurat ho ya mard. Warna pet nahi bharta." Unki paseene se bhari body chamak rahi thi garmi mein, aur main soch raha tha ki unhe choone ka mauka mile to kya maza aaye.
Shaam ko ghar ke chores the – gayon ka doodh bilona, kapde dhona tube well ke paas. Main bhabhi ki madad kar raha tha, bucket bhar kar la raha tha. Ek baar bhabhi heavy bucket utha rahi thi, main peeche se aaya help karne ke bahane. Mera haath accidentally unke round ass par lag gaya – soft aur bouncy, jaise pillow. Woh chonk gayi, bucket girte girte bacha, par muskurai aur boli, "Arre careful devar ji, nahi to hum dono gir jayenge pani mein." Par unki aankhon mein ek alag si chamak thi, jaise woh enjoy kar rahi ho yeh touch. Mainne sorry bola, par dil mein khushi ki lahar daud gayi. Raat ko phir terrace par, sab so gaye the ghar mein. Bhabhi aa gayi, "Neend nahi aa rahi aaj bhi devar ji." Hum baatein karne lage – unke shaadi ke bare mein, bhai ke busy schedule ke bare mein, unki adhuri khwahishein. "Main abhi bhi jawan hu devar ji, body mein aag hai, par bhaiya time hi nahi dete," unhone dheere se confess kiya. Mainne unke kandhe par haath rakha comfort karne ke liye, aur woh mere kandhe par sir rakh di. Unki saans ki garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi, unke boobs mere arm se halke se touch ho rahe the. Sexual tension din ba din build ho raha tha, har roz unki body ko notice karta – jab woh chalti to hips ka sexy sway, boobs ka bounce jab jaldi chalti ya kaam karti.
Ek din garmi bohot tez thi, hum kheton se wapas aa rahe the, paseena se poore geele. Bhabhi ka suit poori tarah geela ho gaya, transparent ban gaya, unke bra se nipples hard aur erect dikh rahe the, unki panty ki outline bhi nazar aa rahi thi. Main apni nazar nahi hata pa raha tha, lund full khada ho gaya. Ghar pahunch kar bhabhi change karne apne room mein gayi, darwaza thoda khula reh gaya galti se. Mainne chupke se jhanka – unki nangi back, smooth fair skin, aur jab woh turn hui to unke boobs ki jhalak mil gayi. Dil dhadak gaya itni zor se, main jaldi bathroom mein ghus gaya aur unki yaad mein zor zor se muth mari, imagining unke saath.
Part 3: Garmi Ki Raat Aur Pehla Touch
Teesre din, raat mein garmi unbearable thi, fan chala rahe the par bijli chali gayi, poora ghar andhera. Bhabhi ne ek thin cotton nighty pehni thi raat ko, no bra andar, jo unke curvaceous figure ko tightly hug kar rahi thi – boobs ka shape clear dikh raha tha, nipples poke kar rahe the. Hum dono terrace par gaye thandak pakadne ke liye, hawa chal rahi thi halki. Par garmi se paseena aa raha tha, bhabhi ki nighty geeli ho gayi, chipak gayi body se, transparent ho gayi. Unke big boobs ka full shape dikh raha tha, round ass bhi highlight ho raha. "Devar ji, kitni garmi lag rahi hai," unhone kaanpte hue kaha, paseena ponchti hui. Main bold hua, peeche se unhe hug kiya warm feel karne ke bahane, mera chest unki back se laga, aur mera khada lund unke ass par dab gaya. Woh halka sa moan kar uthi, "Ahh devar ji, tumhari garmi..."
Hum jaldi andar bhabhi ke room mein aaye, hand fan se hawa karne lage. "Pankha karo devar ji," unhone kaha. Par mera haath slip ho gaya, accidental tarike se unke left boob par lag gaya – soft aur firm. Woh ahh kar uthi, par resist nahi ki, balki aankhein band kar li. Main aur bold hua, unke lips par kiss kar diya – soft, wet, passionate kiss, hamari tongues mil gayi. Mainne unki nighty upar ki, unke smooth thighs feel kiye, haath upar le gaya unki chut tak – already geeli thi excitement se. "Bhabhi, you're so wet for me," maine whisper kiya. Guilt aa raha tha bohot – yeh meri bhabhi hai, bhai ki biwi, family mein yeh galat hai, paap hai, society kya kahegi. Par forbidden desire itna strong tha ki ruk nahi pa raha tha. "Bhabhi, I love you, I want you badly," maine kaha. Woh boli, "Devar ji, yeh forbidden hai, galat hai, par mujhe bhi yeh pyar chahiye, bohot din se akeli hu." Hum bed par gir gaye, mainne unke neck ko kiss kiya, nibble kiya, down to collarbone, phir boobs ke upar fabric ke upar se.
Part 4: Secret Baatein Aur Tension Ka Peak
Agli raat, sab so gaye the, ghar shant tha. Bhabhi ne mujhe ishara kiya apne room mein aane ka, main chupke se gaya, darwaza band kiya. Woh bed par baithi thi, ek sexy red salwar suit mein, low neck wala. "Aaj hum apna secret share karenge devar ji," unhone seductive smile se kaha. Mainne unhe tightly hug kiya, suit ka dupatta khol diya. Unke big boobs black bra mein tight dab rahe the. Mainne bra hooks khole, boobs free hue – bade, firm, pink nipples hard. Mainne nipples suck karne laga zor se, ek haath se dusre boob ko dabaya aur massage kiya. "Ahh devar ji, choos le inhe zor se, kitne din se pyase hain yeh," unhone moan kiya loudly, par hum careful the ki awaaz bahar na jaye. Mainne halka bite kiya nipples par, tongue se circle banaya, unka body shiver kar raha tha pleasure se.
Phir mainne haath niche kiya, salwar ka nada khola, panty mein haath dala. Unki chut bohot geeli aur garam thi, shaved aur smooth. "Bhabhi ki chut itni tight aur rasili hai," maine socha. Ek finger dali andar, slow in and out kiya. Woh tadap uthi, "Ungli se chodo mujhe devar ji, zor se karo." Do ungli dali, thumb se clit rub kiya, woh climax ke bilkul kareeb thi, body tense ho gayi. Par main ruk gaya tease karne ke liye, woh beg ki, "Mat ruk please, mujhe release chahiye."
Ab mera turn tha. Woh neeche baithi, mera pants khola, underwear utara. Mera lund bahar aa gaya – 7 inch lamba, mota, veins ubhari hui. "Kitna bada lund hai tera devar ji, bhaiya ka isse chhota hai," unhone kaha aur haath se pakad kar hilaya. Oral sex shuru – pehle tip ko lick ki tongue se, phir poora muh mein le liya, suck karne lagi zor se. Main heaven mein tha, "Bhabhi, suck my lund harder." Woh deep throat ki, gag sound aaya par woh enjoy kar rahi thi, saliva se poora geela ho gaya lund. Guilt phir se aa raha tha – yeh incest hai, bhai ke saath dhokha, par pleasure itna intense tha ki sab bhool gaya main.
Part 5: Poori Raat Ki Chudai
Ab seduction poori ho gayi thi, hum dono completely nude the room mein, candle ki dim light mein. Mainne bhabhi ko bed par litaya missionary position mein, unke legs spread kiye. Mera lund unki chut par ragda tease karne ke liye, woh beg ki, "Dalo andar devar ji, chodo apni bhabhi ko, bhar do is chut ko apne lund se." Mainne push kiya, lund andar ghus gaya – tight thi par geeli, perfect fit jaise. "Ahh bhabhi ki chut kitni garam aur sukhad hai," maine moan kiya. In and out shuru kiya, slow pehle romance ke liye, phir speed badhai fast thrusts. Unke boobs bounce ho rahe the har thrust ke saath, main suck kar raha tha nipples ko ek haath se dabate hue. Woh nails se meri back scratch kar rahi thi, "Zor se chodo devar ji, ahh yes, deeper."
Phir position change kiya – doggy style. Woh ghodi bani, unka round ass upar utha hua. Mainne peeche se lund dala, zor se thap thap shuru kiye. "Chodo mujhe jaise randi ho main, spank karo ass ko," unhone kaha wildly. Mainne ass par spank kiya red hone tak, hair pakad kar pull kiya control ke liye, deeper thrusts dete hue. Woh moan kar rahi thi loudly, "Harder devar ji, phad do meri chut ko." Multiple climaxes hue – pehla uska, woh poori body shiver kar gayi, chut se juice nikal aaya, tight squeeze mera lund par feel hua. Phir mera climax, main andar hi cum kar diya, hot load bhara unki chut mein.
Par hum ruk nahi – thodi break ke baad, oral again. Mainne unki chut chati, tongue se andar bahar kiya, clit ko suck kiya zor se. "Devar ji, choos le bhabhi ki chut, tasty hai na mera ras," unhone kaha moan karte hue. Woh dobara climax hui, legs shake kar rahi thi ecstasy mein.
Part 6: Anal Ki Duniya Aur Poora Sukh
Ab hum dono wild ho gaye the, boundaries cross kar chuke the. Bhabhi boli, "Devar ji, peeche se try karo, meri gaand mein dalo." Anal exploration shuru kiya. Mainne ghar ka coconut oil liya, unki gaand par lagaya massage karte hue. "Ahh dard ho raha hai pehle, slow karo," par woh excited thi naye experience ke liye. Pehle ek finger dali gaand mein, phir do, stretch kiya dhire dhire. Phir mera lund ka tip rakha gaand ke hole par, dhire se push kiya – tight bohot thi, par andar gaya inch by inch. "Gaand maro meri devar ji, poori raat chodo," unhone kaha pain aur pleasure mix kar ke. Slow thrusts pehle adjust hone ke liye, phir faster badhaya, pleasure badh gaya. Guilt aur ecstasy ka mix – yeh ultimate forbidden act tha hamare liye.
Hum dono multiple times climax hue us raat – total teen baar, subah tak poore thak gaye, paseene se bhige hue. "Yeh hamara secret rahega forever devar ji," unhone kaha satisfied smile se. Fulfillment tha poora, forbidden desire pura hua, guilt tha par pleasure jeet gaya us waqt.
Agli subah sabke saamne normal behave kiya, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Par hamari aankhon mein woh spark thi, secret ki. Teaser: Ab meri chachi bhi kuch notice kar rahi thi hamare behavior ko, shayad woh bhi interested ho jayegi – agli kahani mein dekhte hain.
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