Mera naam Karan hai. Umra 23 saal. Main Noida ke ek middle-class society mein rehta hoon – 2BHK flat mein, papa 50 saal ke, private bank mein branch manager hain, maa 48 saal ki, school teacher hain, aur ek chhoti behen 19 saal ki, college first year mein hai. Bachpan se mohalla hi mera duniya tha – cricket khelna terrace par, friends ke saath bike rides, evening mein colony park mein time pass. Papa strict the – padhai pe focus, no late nights, no girlfriends. School mein average student tha, lekin sports mein good – cricket team mein opening batsman. College mein BBA kar raha hoon, part-time job karti hoon tuition de kar bacchon ko maths. Girlfriends hue hain do – pehli school mein, sirf hand holding aur park mein baatein, dusri college mein, kiss bhi kiya canteen ke peeche, lekin sex nahi, break up ho gaya family pressure se. Porn dekhta hoon phone par chupke se, fantasies padosi bhabhiyon aur auntyon ke baare mein – unki mature body, saree mein curves, experience. Par real mein kabhi nahi socha – society mein galat, log kya kahenge, family reputation. Padosi bhabhi Meera ne sab badal diya – woh 32 saal ki, shaadi-shuda, husband bank mein clerk hain same branch mein papa ke, do bachche hain 6 aur 4 saal ke. Meera bhabhi bohot sundar – gori-chitti, height 5’5”, figure 36-30-38, bade chuche jo blouse mein mushkil se samate the, patli kamar, gaand bhari lekin toned yoga se. Lambi kaale baal, badi aankhein, lips full aur pink. Bhabhi ghar sambhalti, bachchon ko school drop karti, evening mein balcony par baithti chai peeti. Main unhe "Bhabhi" bolta, woh mujhe "Karan beta" bolti, kabhi kabhi kitchen se snacks deti. Badi hui toh notice ki unki beauty – saree mein navel dikhna, blouse ka deep neck, walk mein gaand hilna. Ek baar Diwali par bhabhi ne mujhe gift diya – watch, aur bola, "Karan, tu bohot handsome ho gaya hai, girlfriend bana le." Main sharma gaya, "Bhabhi, time nahi." Woh has i, "Time nikal le, warna aunty jaisi ladkiyan le jayengi."
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai summer vacation ke uss time se jab college holidays the aur garmi bohot thi. May ka mahina, Delhi ki garmi 45 degree, AC 24 hours on. Papa office se late aate, maa school se thaki hoti, behen coaching jaati. Main ghar par free tha – internship nahi tha, so time pass terrace par, phone par movies, friends se baatein. Ek din bhabhi ne bulaya, "Karan beta, ghar aao, bachchon ko homework mein help kar do." Main gaya – bhabhi ne pink cotton saree pehni, blouse sleeveless, sweat se geeli, chuche ubhar rahe the, navel dikh raha. Bachche so gaye the, bhabhi ne chai banayi, "Karan, baitho, garmi mein thak gaye honge." Main baitha, bhabhi paas baithi, saree pallu side, cleavage dikh raha. Main dekh ta raha, lund tight ho gaya. Bhabhi notice ki, muskura di, "Kya dekh raha hai beta?" Main sharma gaya, "Kuch nahi bhabhi… aap sundar lag rahi ho." Woh has i, "Badmaash… badi baatein karne laga hai." Haath mere haath par rakh diya, "Tu bhi handsome ho gaya hai, girlfriend hai?" Main, "Nahi bhabhi… time nahi." Woh kaan mein boli, "Toh bhabhi company de degi." Dil tez dhadka – yeh flirt tha, taboo. "Bhabhi… yeh galat hai." Woh, "Galat lekin exciting. Ek kiss toh de de."
Achanak bhabhi ne mujhe kiss kar diya – zor se, lips crush, jeebh andar. Pehli baar bhabhi se kiss – honth garam, taste chai ka. Main respond karne laga, haath kamar par. Bhabhi, "Karan… bedroom chal te hain, bachche so rahe hain, husband office se late aayenge." Bedroom mein pahunch, bhabhi saree khich kar utari – blouse, petticoat. Blouse khola, bra bahar, chuche dabane lagi mere haath se, "Daba zor se… bhabhi ke chuche daba." Main dabaya, "Uffff bhabhi… kitne soft… chus loon?" Woh, "Chus Karan… bhabhi ko mazaa de." Chusne laga, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir bhabhi niche, pant kholi, lund bahar, chusne lagi – blowjob. "Aaaahhh… bhabhi… chus zor se." Jhad gaya muh mein.
Bhabhi let gayi, taange faila, choot chaati maine – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Aaaahhhhh… Karan… chaat bhabhi ki choot… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… bhabhi… tight hai… maar daalo." Andar jhad gaya – creampie, "Le bhabhi… pregnant kar doonga."
Yeh shuruaat thi. Agle din chachi ke ghar par chudai – pool mein, gym mein, kitchen mein. summer vacation ki agli subah ghar mein sab uthe – breakfast kiya, servants busy. Papa bole, "Priya, main office ja raha hoon, Aryan ke saath time bitana." Papa gaye, ghar par sirf main aur bua. Woh pool par aayi, bikini pehni, "Aryan… swim karenge?" Pool mein khel te, bua paas aayi, "Kal raat mazaa aaya?" Haath lund par, "Yeh khada ho gaya." Main, "Bua ji… yeh risk hai. Servants dekh legi." Woh, "Servants ko chhutti de di, relax… bedroom chal te hain."
Bedroom mein pahunchte hi bua bikini khich kar utar di – nangi khadi, sharm se haath chhupati. Main kapde utare – lund khada. Bua mujhe bed par dhakel diya, kiss karne lagi – gardan, kaan, honth. Haath chuche par, dabane lagi mere haath se, "Daba zor se… bua ke chuche daba." Main dabaya, "Uffff bua ji… kitne soft… chus loon?" Woh, "Chus Aryan… bua ko mazaa de." Chusne laga, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir main niche, taange faila di, choot chaati – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Aryan teri jeebh jaadu kar rahi… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Bua uthi, lund chusa – deep throat. "Aaaahhh… bua ji… chus zor se." Jhad gaya muh mein.
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, dhakke. "Aaaahhhh… bua ji… tight hai… maar daalo." Andar jhad gaya – creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, peeche laga, hair pull, spank. "Bua ji ki gaand mast… zor se… jhad rahi hoon."
Teesra round cowgirl – bua upar, uchal rahi, chuche bounce. "Le Aryan… bua tujhe chod rahi hai… pregnant kar de."
Kitchen mein chautha – counter par baitha kar standing thoka. Pool mein paanchva – water mein floating thoka. Gym mein sixth – bench par sitting thoka. Home theater mein seventh – sofa par 69 and oral.
Dopahar ke 3 baje papa wapas aaye, sab normal. Par ek mahine baad bua period miss – test positive, mera baby. Papa ko bata diya "Tumhara hai," lekin secret humara. Guilt, excitement – rishta gehra, lekin family drama. Papa ko shak ho gaya, confront kiya, par humne manage kar liya. Ab meetings chupke se, life changed. Yeh end hai.
Yeh kahani shuru hoti hai summer vacation ke uss time se jab college holidays the aur garmi bohot thi. May ka mahina, Delhi ki garmi 45 degree, AC 24 hours on. Papa office se late aate, maa school se thaki hoti, behen coaching jaati. Main ghar par free tha – internship nahi tha, so time pass terrace par, phone par movies, friends se baatein. Ek din bhabhi ne bulaya, "Karan beta, ghar aao, bachchon ko homework mein help kar do." Main gaya – bhabhi ne pink cotton saree pehni, blouse sleeveless, sweat se geeli, chuche ubhar rahe the, navel dikh raha. Bachche so gaye the, bhabhi ne chai banayi, "Karan, baitho, garmi mein thak gaye honge." Main baitha, bhabhi paas baithi, saree pallu side, cleavage dikh raha. Main dekh ta raha, lund tight ho gaya. Bhabhi notice ki, muskura di, "Kya dekh raha hai beta?" Main sharma gaya, "Kuch nahi bhabhi… aap sundar lag rahi ho." Woh has i, "Badmaash… badi baatein karne laga hai." Haath mere haath par rakh diya, "Tu bhi handsome ho gaya hai, girlfriend hai?" Main, "Nahi bhabhi… time nahi." Woh kaan mein boli, "Toh bhabhi company de degi." Dil tez dhadka – yeh flirt tha, taboo. "Bhabhi… yeh galat hai." Woh, "Galat lekin exciting. Ek kiss toh de de."
Achanak bhabhi ne mujhe kiss kar diya – zor se, lips crush, jeebh andar. Pehli baar bhabhi se kiss – honth garam, taste chai ka. Main respond karne laga, haath kamar par. Bhabhi, "Karan… bedroom chal te hain, bachche so rahe hain, husband office se late aayenge." Bedroom mein pahunch, bhabhi saree khich kar utari – blouse, petticoat. Blouse khola, bra bahar, chuche dabane lagi mere haath se, "Daba zor se… bhabhi ke chuche daba." Main dabaya, "Uffff bhabhi… kitne soft… chus loon?" Woh, "Chus Karan… bhabhi ko mazaa de." Chusne laga, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir bhabhi niche, pant kholi, lund bahar, chusne lagi – blowjob. "Aaaahhh… bhabhi… chus zor se." Jhad gaya muh mein.
Bhabhi let gayi, taange faila, choot chaati maine – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Aaaahhhhh… Karan… chaat bhabhi ki choot… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, thoka. "Aaaahhhh… bhabhi… tight hai… maar daalo." Andar jhad gaya – creampie, "Le bhabhi… pregnant kar doonga."
Yeh shuruaat thi. Agle din chachi ke ghar par chudai – pool mein, gym mein, kitchen mein. summer vacation ki agli subah ghar mein sab uthe – breakfast kiya, servants busy. Papa bole, "Priya, main office ja raha hoon, Aryan ke saath time bitana." Papa gaye, ghar par sirf main aur bua. Woh pool par aayi, bikini pehni, "Aryan… swim karenge?" Pool mein khel te, bua paas aayi, "Kal raat mazaa aaya?" Haath lund par, "Yeh khada ho gaya." Main, "Bua ji… yeh risk hai. Servants dekh legi." Woh, "Servants ko chhutti de di, relax… bedroom chal te hain."
Bedroom mein pahunchte hi bua bikini khich kar utar di – nangi khadi, sharm se haath chhupati. Main kapde utare – lund khada. Bua mujhe bed par dhakel diya, kiss karne lagi – gardan, kaan, honth. Haath chuche par, dabane lagi mere haath se, "Daba zor se… bua ke chuche daba." Main dabaya, "Uffff bua ji… kitne soft… chus loon?" Woh, "Chus Aryan… bua ko mazaa de." Chusne laga, nipples laal kar diya.
Phir main niche, taange faila di, choot chaati – jeebh clit par, fingers andar. "Aryan teri jeebh jaadu kar rahi… jhad rahi hoon." Jhad gayi.
Bua uthi, lund chusa – deep throat. "Aaaahhh… bua ji… chus zor se." Jhad gaya muh mein.
Pehla round missionary – lund daala, dhakke. "Aaaahhhh… bua ji… tight hai… maar daalo." Andar jhad gaya – creampie.
Doosra round doggy – ghodi bani, peeche laga, hair pull, spank. "Bua ji ki gaand mast… zor se… jhad rahi hoon."
Teesra round cowgirl – bua upar, uchal rahi, chuche bounce. "Le Aryan… bua tujhe chod rahi hai… pregnant kar de."
Kitchen mein chautha – counter par baitha kar standing thoka. Pool mein paanchva – water mein floating thoka. Gym mein sixth – bench par sitting thoka. Home theater mein seventh – sofa par 69 and oral.
Dopahar ke 3 baje papa wapas aaye, sab normal. Par ek mahine baad bua period miss – test positive, mera baby. Papa ko bata diya "Tumhara hai," lekin secret humara. Guilt, excitement – rishta gehra, lekin family drama. Papa ko shak ho gaya, confront kiya, par humne manage kar liya. Ab meetings chupke se, life changed. Yeh end hai.