Mera naam Sameer hai, 24 saal ka single ladka. Main Noida ke ek apartment mein apne parents ke saath rehta hoon. Hamare pados ke flat mein kuch mahine pehle nayi family shift hui thi – ek young couple. Devar-bhabhi nahi, husband-wife the, lekin husband marketing job mein mostly out of town rehta tha. Bhabhi ka naam Anjali tha – 29 saal ki, newly married (sirf 1 saal hua tha), aur figure bilkul pataka. Fair skin, lambe straight baal, badi-badi kajal wali aankhein, juicy lips aur body toh kamaal – 36D massive boobs, 28 ki patli kamar aur 38 ki gol matakti gaand. Bhabhi hamesha saree ya salwar suit pehenti thi ghar par, lekin saree mein unki navel aur curvy waist dekh kar mera lund khada ho jaata tha.
Bhabhi bahut friendly thi. Society mein hello-hi hoti thi, kabhi lift mein saath aate toh thodi baat kar leti thi. Main unko dekh kar raat mein muth maar leta tha. Ek din heavy barish shuru ho gayi – December ke end mein unexpected monsoon jaisa. Bahar tez hawa aur barish ke thapede.
Main balcony mein khada barish dekh raha tha ki dekha Anjali bhabhi apne balcony mein kapde utaar rahi thi – barish mein sab geele ho gaye the. Bhabhi ne red saree pehni thi jo bilkul body se chipak gayi thi. Saree se unki black blouse mein massive boobs aur deep cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi. Blouse bhi geela hone se nipples khade hokar poke kar rahe the. Bhabhi ne mujhe dekha aur sharma kar smile ki, fir andar chali gayi.
Thodi der baad mera phone baja – unknown number. Maine uthaya toh bhabhi ki awaaz: "Sameer, main Anjali bol rahi hoon pados wali. Mere ghar ki balcony ki light fuse ho gayi hai, kya tum dekh sakte ho? Husband out of town hai, main akeli hoon."
Main turant ready ho gaya. Barish mein bheegte hue unke flat par gaya. Bhabhi ne darwaja khola – ab unhone pink nighty pehni thi, jo bhi thodi geeli thi balcony se aate hue. Nighty short thi, knees tak, aur deep neck. Boobs ka upper half dikh raha tha.
"Andar aao Sameer, barish mein bheeg gaye ho," bhabhi ne towel diya.
Hum balcony mein gaye. Main stool par chadh kar light check kar raha tha, bhabhi neeche khadi thi meri help kar rahi thi. Jhukte hue unki nighty mein cleavage dekh kar mera lund pant mein khada ho gaya. Bhabhi ne notice kiya aur smile ki.
Light theek kar di. Bhabhi ne kitchen mein coffee banane boli. Kitchen mein hum baith kar coffee pee rahe the. Bahar barish aur tez ho gayi thi. Bhabhi mere saamne baithi thi, nighty mein unki creamy thighs dikh rahi thi.
"Sameer, tum single ho na? Girlfriend nahi hai?" bhabhi ne flirty tone mein poocha.
"Nahi bhabhi, abhi tak nahi," maine kaha.
"Tum itne handsome ho, koi ladki kyun nahi? Ya tumhe married pasand hain?" bhabhi ne aankh maari.
Main shock ho gaya lekin bold ho kar bola, "Bhabhi, aap jaisi beautiful married mil jaaye toh single rehne ka kya fayda."
Bhabhi hansi aur kareeb aa gayi. "Badmaash... Aisa mat bolo, dil garden garden ho jaata hai."
Unhone mera haath pakda. Main utha aur unko apni taraf khincha. Humara pehla kiss hua – soft lips touch, fir wild French kiss. Meri jeebh unke muh mein, unki jeebh mere muh mein. Kiss karte hue maine unki nighty ke straps neeche kiye.
Nighty neeche gir gayi. Bhabhi sirf black bra aur panty mein thi. Massive boobs bra se bahar aane ko tadap rahe the. Maine bra hooks khole aur boobs azaad kar diye – gore, heavy, pink nipples already khade. Maine dono boobs zor se dabane laga, nipples muh mein liye choosne laga.
Bhabhi moan karne lagi: "Ahhhh Sameer... Zor se chooso... Kitne din se kisi ne nahi chhua... Husband hamesha bahar... Sssss yes bite karo lightly!"
Maine 20 minute tak boobs choose – left right alternate, dono saath mein dabate hue. Bhabhi ke nipples laal ho gaye, woh pagal ho rahi thi.
Fir bhabhi ne mera wet t-shirt utara, pant khol di. Mera 7 inch mota lund bahar kadak khada tha. Bhabhi ne usko haath mein liya: "Wah Sameer... Kitna mota aur lamba... Husband ka aadha bhi nahi hai."
Bhabhi neeche baithi aur lund muh mein liya – deep blowjob shuru. Tongue se topa chaat rahi thi, balls choose rahi thi, pura lund andar tak le rahi thi. Saliva se geela kar diya. Main unke baal pakad kar muh chodne laga: "Ahhh bhabhi... Kitna mazaa aa raha hai... Aap toh expert ho!"
Blowjob ke baad maine bhabhi ko kitchen counter par baithaya. Panty utari – chut clean shaved, pink aur dripping wet. Maine ungli daali – tight thi bahut. "Bhabhi aapki chut kitni tight hai... Husband ke hone par bhi?"
"Husband mahine mein ek baar aata hai aur jaldi khatam kar deta hai... Aaj tu poora sukh de mujhe."
Maine chut chaatna shuru kiya – clit ko tongue se tease, 2 ungliyaan andar-bahar. Bhabhi counter par let gayi, taangein faila kar. "Ahhhh Sameer... Zor se chaato... Meri chut ka saara ras pi lo... Ahhh yes I'm cumming!"
Bhabhi ka pehla orgasm aaya – paani nikal gaya, counter geela.
Fir maine bhabhi ko counter par hi litaya aur lund chut par ragda. Bhabhi boli: "Ab daal de apna mota lund... Phaad de meri chut aaj!"
Maine missionary style mein lund andar push kiya. Tight thi, lekin geeli hone se slip ho gaya. Pura andar jaate hi bhabhi chillayi: "Ahhh mar gayi... Kitna mota hai... Dheere pel!"
Maine slowly dhakke maare, fir speed badha di. Kitchen mein thap-thap ki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Bhabhi ke boobs bounce kar rahe the. "Zor se chodo Sameer... Aaj se main tumhari hoon!"
Fir position change – bhabhi ne mujhe chair par baithaya aur cowgirl mein ride karne lagi. Unki gaand upar-neeche hop kar rahi thi, boobs mere muh ke saamne. Maine boobs chooste hue ride enjoy kiya.
Fir wildest part – hum balcony mein gaye. Barish ab bhi ho rahi thi. Bhabhi balcony railing se jhuk gayi, nighty kamar par. Maine peeche se doggy style mein lund daala. Barish mein bheegte hue chudai – thapede ki awaaz barish mein mix ho rahi thi.
"Zor se pel Sameer... Meri gaand maaro... Ahhh yes thappad maaro gaand par!"
Maine gaand par zor se thappad maare, red marks pad gaye. 15 minute wild doggy ke baad main jhadne wala tha. Bhabhi boli: "Andar hi daal de... Creampie de mujhe... Aaj risk lete hain!"
Maine full speed se choda aur bhabhi ki chut mein garam cum shoot kar diya. Bhabhi bhi saath mein jhad gayi – hum dono barish mein bheegte hue lipat gaye.
Us raat humne 3 rounds aur kiye – bedroom mein, shower mein saath nahate hue, aur sofa par. Bhabhi ne bola, "Sameer, jab bhi husband bahar ho, tu mere ghar aa jaana. Ab tu mera secret devar hai."
Ab pados ki bhabhi sirf pados wali nahi, meri personal randi ban gayi thi.
Bhabhi bahut friendly thi. Society mein hello-hi hoti thi, kabhi lift mein saath aate toh thodi baat kar leti thi. Main unko dekh kar raat mein muth maar leta tha. Ek din heavy barish shuru ho gayi – December ke end mein unexpected monsoon jaisa. Bahar tez hawa aur barish ke thapede.
Main balcony mein khada barish dekh raha tha ki dekha Anjali bhabhi apne balcony mein kapde utaar rahi thi – barish mein sab geele ho gaye the. Bhabhi ne red saree pehni thi jo bilkul body se chipak gayi thi. Saree se unki black blouse mein massive boobs aur deep cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi. Blouse bhi geela hone se nipples khade hokar poke kar rahe the. Bhabhi ne mujhe dekha aur sharma kar smile ki, fir andar chali gayi.
Thodi der baad mera phone baja – unknown number. Maine uthaya toh bhabhi ki awaaz: "Sameer, main Anjali bol rahi hoon pados wali. Mere ghar ki balcony ki light fuse ho gayi hai, kya tum dekh sakte ho? Husband out of town hai, main akeli hoon."
Main turant ready ho gaya. Barish mein bheegte hue unke flat par gaya. Bhabhi ne darwaja khola – ab unhone pink nighty pehni thi, jo bhi thodi geeli thi balcony se aate hue. Nighty short thi, knees tak, aur deep neck. Boobs ka upper half dikh raha tha.
"Andar aao Sameer, barish mein bheeg gaye ho," bhabhi ne towel diya.
Hum balcony mein gaye. Main stool par chadh kar light check kar raha tha, bhabhi neeche khadi thi meri help kar rahi thi. Jhukte hue unki nighty mein cleavage dekh kar mera lund pant mein khada ho gaya. Bhabhi ne notice kiya aur smile ki.
Light theek kar di. Bhabhi ne kitchen mein coffee banane boli. Kitchen mein hum baith kar coffee pee rahe the. Bahar barish aur tez ho gayi thi. Bhabhi mere saamne baithi thi, nighty mein unki creamy thighs dikh rahi thi.
"Sameer, tum single ho na? Girlfriend nahi hai?" bhabhi ne flirty tone mein poocha.
"Nahi bhabhi, abhi tak nahi," maine kaha.
"Tum itne handsome ho, koi ladki kyun nahi? Ya tumhe married pasand hain?" bhabhi ne aankh maari.
Main shock ho gaya lekin bold ho kar bola, "Bhabhi, aap jaisi beautiful married mil jaaye toh single rehne ka kya fayda."
Bhabhi hansi aur kareeb aa gayi. "Badmaash... Aisa mat bolo, dil garden garden ho jaata hai."
Unhone mera haath pakda. Main utha aur unko apni taraf khincha. Humara pehla kiss hua – soft lips touch, fir wild French kiss. Meri jeebh unke muh mein, unki jeebh mere muh mein. Kiss karte hue maine unki nighty ke straps neeche kiye.
Nighty neeche gir gayi. Bhabhi sirf black bra aur panty mein thi. Massive boobs bra se bahar aane ko tadap rahe the. Maine bra hooks khole aur boobs azaad kar diye – gore, heavy, pink nipples already khade. Maine dono boobs zor se dabane laga, nipples muh mein liye choosne laga.
Bhabhi moan karne lagi: "Ahhhh Sameer... Zor se chooso... Kitne din se kisi ne nahi chhua... Husband hamesha bahar... Sssss yes bite karo lightly!"
Maine 20 minute tak boobs choose – left right alternate, dono saath mein dabate hue. Bhabhi ke nipples laal ho gaye, woh pagal ho rahi thi.
Fir bhabhi ne mera wet t-shirt utara, pant khol di. Mera 7 inch mota lund bahar kadak khada tha. Bhabhi ne usko haath mein liya: "Wah Sameer... Kitna mota aur lamba... Husband ka aadha bhi nahi hai."
Bhabhi neeche baithi aur lund muh mein liya – deep blowjob shuru. Tongue se topa chaat rahi thi, balls choose rahi thi, pura lund andar tak le rahi thi. Saliva se geela kar diya. Main unke baal pakad kar muh chodne laga: "Ahhh bhabhi... Kitna mazaa aa raha hai... Aap toh expert ho!"
Blowjob ke baad maine bhabhi ko kitchen counter par baithaya. Panty utari – chut clean shaved, pink aur dripping wet. Maine ungli daali – tight thi bahut. "Bhabhi aapki chut kitni tight hai... Husband ke hone par bhi?"
"Husband mahine mein ek baar aata hai aur jaldi khatam kar deta hai... Aaj tu poora sukh de mujhe."
Maine chut chaatna shuru kiya – clit ko tongue se tease, 2 ungliyaan andar-bahar. Bhabhi counter par let gayi, taangein faila kar. "Ahhhh Sameer... Zor se chaato... Meri chut ka saara ras pi lo... Ahhh yes I'm cumming!"
Bhabhi ka pehla orgasm aaya – paani nikal gaya, counter geela.
Fir maine bhabhi ko counter par hi litaya aur lund chut par ragda. Bhabhi boli: "Ab daal de apna mota lund... Phaad de meri chut aaj!"
Maine missionary style mein lund andar push kiya. Tight thi, lekin geeli hone se slip ho gaya. Pura andar jaate hi bhabhi chillayi: "Ahhh mar gayi... Kitna mota hai... Dheere pel!"
Maine slowly dhakke maare, fir speed badha di. Kitchen mein thap-thap ki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Bhabhi ke boobs bounce kar rahe the. "Zor se chodo Sameer... Aaj se main tumhari hoon!"
Fir position change – bhabhi ne mujhe chair par baithaya aur cowgirl mein ride karne lagi. Unki gaand upar-neeche hop kar rahi thi, boobs mere muh ke saamne. Maine boobs chooste hue ride enjoy kiya.
Fir wildest part – hum balcony mein gaye. Barish ab bhi ho rahi thi. Bhabhi balcony railing se jhuk gayi, nighty kamar par. Maine peeche se doggy style mein lund daala. Barish mein bheegte hue chudai – thapede ki awaaz barish mein mix ho rahi thi.
"Zor se pel Sameer... Meri gaand maaro... Ahhh yes thappad maaro gaand par!"
Maine gaand par zor se thappad maare, red marks pad gaye. 15 minute wild doggy ke baad main jhadne wala tha. Bhabhi boli: "Andar hi daal de... Creampie de mujhe... Aaj risk lete hain!"
Maine full speed se choda aur bhabhi ki chut mein garam cum shoot kar diya. Bhabhi bhi saath mein jhad gayi – hum dono barish mein bheegte hue lipat gaye.
Us raat humne 3 rounds aur kiye – bedroom mein, shower mein saath nahate hue, aur sofa par. Bhabhi ne bola, "Sameer, jab bhi husband bahar ho, tu mere ghar aa jaana. Ab tu mera secret devar hai."
Ab pados ki bhabhi sirf pados wali nahi, meri personal randi ban gayi thi.