Mera naam Anjali hai, 26 saal ki, newly married. Meri shaadi Vikram se hui thi 8 mahine pehle. Vikram 29 ka hai, software engineer, Bangalore mein job karta hai aur wahan hi rehta hai flat mein. Humari shaadi ke baad main Mumbai ke joint family wale ghar mein aa gayi – Vikram ke papa retired hain, aur saas Rekha ji 48 saal ki hain, widow hain kyunki sasur ji ka accident mein dehant ho gaya tha 5 saal pehle.
Rekha ji bilkul strict aur traditional lagti thi bahar se – hamesha heavy silk saree pehenti thi, bindi badi, mangalsutra lamba, baal khule ya judi mein. Figure unka ab bhi killer tha – 5'6", fair, 36D ke bade bade chuche jo saree ke blouse mein dab ke rehte the, patli kamar aur bhari hui gaand jo saree mein hilti thi. Log unhe dekh ke bolte the, “Rekha ji toh ab bhi heroine lagti hain.” Par ghar mein woh bahut rules wali thi – subah 5 baje uthna, pooja, kitchen ka kaam, bahu ko sab sikhana.
Main city girl hoon, Delhi se, modern dressing, short kurtis, jeans. Shaadi ke baad saree pehenna pada, par mujhe achha nahi lagta tha. Rekha ji mujhe roz taana marti thi, “Anjali, saree theek se pehno, pallu sahi karo, blouse tight mat pehno.” Par unki nazar kabhi kabhi meri body pe thodi der ruk jaati thi – meri cleavage pe, ya jab main jhuk ke kaam karti thi toh gaand pe. Main notice karti thi par samajh nahi aata tha.
Ek din Vikram Bangalore chala gaya 15 din ke project ke liye. Ghar mein sirf main, Rekha ji aur papa ji (jo din bhar bahar club mein rehte the). Raat ko dinner ke baad Rekha ji ne mujhe kitchen mein bulaya. “Anjali, aaj rasmalai banani hai, help karo.” Main kitchen mein gayi, blue cotton saree pehni thi, low cut blouse. Rekha ji red banarasi saree mein thi, heavy makeup, perfume ki strong khushboo.
Woh rasmalai bana rahi thi, main paas khadi thi. Unhone mujhe doodh garam karne ko bola. Jab main jhuk ke gas pe bartam rakhi, mera pallu gir gaya. Cleavage poori dikh gayi. Rekha ji ne dekha aur smile di – pehli baar aisi smile. “Anjali, pallu sambhalo.” Par unki awaaz mein kuch alag tha. Phir unhone apna pallu bhi thoda side kiya, jaise jaan bujh ke. Unke bade chuche blouse mein se ubhar rahe the.
Kaam khatam hone ke baad unhone mujhe apne room mein bulaya. “Anjali, baitho, thodi baat karte hain.” Unka room bada tha, king size bed, AC on, dim lights. Woh bed pe baithi, main paas baithi. Unhone baat shuru ki Vikram ke baare mein, phir suddenly boli, “Anjali, tumhe sex mein mazaa aata hai?” Main shock ho gayi, laal ho gayi. “Saasuji… aap aise…” Unhone hasa, “Arre ghar mein sirf hum ladies hain, openly baat karo. Vikram kitna time deta hai?”
Main sharma ke boli, “Thoda hi… jaldi khatam ho jata hai.” Rekha ji ne mera haath pakda, “Beta, mard toh aise hi hote hain. Par aurat ki pyaas kabhi khatam nahi hoti.” Unhone mera haath apne chuche pe rakha. Main chaunk gayi par haath nahi hataya. Unke chuche soft the, garam. “Saasuji… ye galat hai…” Par unki aankhon mein aag thi.
Unhone mujhe kiss kiya – pehla lesbian kiss mera. Unke lips soft, juicy, lipstick ka taste. Main resist nahi kar payi. Kiss deep ho gaya, tongue andar. Unhone mera pallu gira diya, blouse ke hooks khole. Mere 34C chuche bahar aa gaye, nipples hard. Unhone unhe muh mein liya, chusne lagi. “Uffff… Saasuji… aaaahhhh… dheere…” main moan kar rahi thi.
Unhone mujhe bed pe litaya, saree upar uthayi. Meri pink panty geeli thi. Unhone panty utari, meri shaved choot pe kiss kiya. “Anjali, teri choot kitni sundar hai… pink pink…” Phir unhone jeebh se chaatna shuru kiya – clit pe circle, andar jeebh daal ke. Main pagal ho rahi thi, “Aaaahhhh Saasuji… uffff… kitna achha lag raha hai… maar daalo mujhe…” Unhone 2 fingers andar daali, G-spot pe ragda. Main 5 minute mein hi jhad gayi – pehli baar itni zor se.
Phir unhone apni saree utari. Unka body ab bhi tight tha – black lace bra panty, bade chuche, thodi love handles par sexy. Unhone bra kholi – unke chuche bade, thode jhule hue par perfect. Nipples dark brown, bade. Maine pehli baar unke chuche chuse – taste salty, perfume ki smell. Unhone moan kiya, “Aaaah Anjali… chus beta… zor se…”
Phir unhone panty utari. Unki choot pe thick black hair, lips dark, already wet. Woh mere upar chadh gayi, 69 position. Unki choot mere muh pe, meri choot unke muh pe. Dono ek dusre ki choot chaatne lagi. Awaz aa rahi thi – chap chap chap. Unki choot ka taste strong, musky. Woh bol rahi thi, “Anjali… chaat meri choot… andar jeebh daal… uffff…”
Phir unhone scissoring kiya. Dono ki taange ek dusre mein, choot se choot ragad. Wet sounds zor se. Unke bade chuche hil rahe the. Main chillayi, “Saasuji… aaaahhhh… meri choot jal rahi hai… zor se ragdo…” Woh boli, “Beta… aa ja mere saath…” Dono ek saath jhad gaye – bodies shake, loud moans.
Afterglow mein woh mujhe hug karke leti rahi. “Anjali, yeh humara secret rahega. Vikram ko kabhi nahi pata chalega.” Maine haan mein sir hilaya.
Us raat humne aur do round kiye. Ek baar unhone drawer se dildo nikala – 8 inch ka black vibrating dildo. Pehle unhone mere andar daala, vibrate on karke. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… Saasuji… kitna bada hai…” Phir maine unke andar daala. Woh pagal ho gayi, “Anjali… chod mujhe… zor se…”
Dusre round mein humne mirror ke saamne kiya – woh mujhe peeche se hug karke, fingers se meri choot ragad rahi thi, main unke chuche masal rahi thi. Mirror mein dekh ke aur excitement badh gaya.
Agli subah breakfast pe normal behave kiya, par nazrein milte hi sharma jaati thi. Din mein papa ji bahar the, toh kitchen mein quick session – unhone mujhe counter pe bitha ke choot chaati, main jhad gayi unke muh pe.
15 din Vikram ke tour ke dauran har raat hum saath sote. Rekha ji ne mujhe lesbian sex ke saare tricks sikhaye – nipple play, fingering techniques, tribbing variations, even anal fingering. Unhone apne old collection se lesbian porn dikhayi – Indian aunties wali.
Ek din unhone mujhe red silk saree pehnayi, khud black pehni. Phir roleplay kiya – woh strict saas, main naughty bahu. Unhone mujhe “punish” kiya – gaand pe thappad maare, phir dildo se choda.
Vikram wapas aaya toh hum normal ho gaye, par raat ko jab woh so jata, Rekha ji mere room mein aa jati ya main unke. Kabhi kabhi risk leke – Vikram bathroom mein ho toh quick fingering.
Ab 4 mahine ho gaye. Main ab lesbian ho chuki hoon poori tarah – Vikram ke saath sex mein mazaa nahi aata, bas Rekha ji ki choot yaad aati hai. Rekha ji ne plan banaya hai – agle mahine Vikram ko phir tour pe bhejenge, aur hum OYO book karenge poore weekend ke liye, toys leke.
Kabhi kabhi sochti hoon guilt hota hai – yeh rishta galat hai, par pleasure itna hai ki ruk nahi paati. Rekha ji ke chuche chusna, unki choot chaatna, unke moans sunna – yeh sab meri addiction ban gaya hai.
Ek baar unhone mujhe terrace pe le gayi raat ko. Mumbai ki lights neeche, thandi hawa. Wahan unhone mujhe saree mein hi seduce kiya – pallu gira ke chuche chuse, phir neeche baith ke choot chaati. Main jhad gayi zor se chillake, dar thi koi sun lega par mazaa double tha.
Rekha ji ne mujhe ek gold chain gift ki – bedroom mein pehenne ke liye. Woh bolti hain, “Anjali, tu ab meri hai. Vikram sirf naam ka pati hai.”
Ab main bhi unhe “Rekha darling” bulati hoon privately. Humne future plan banaya – jab Vikram overseas jayega long term, hum saath mein small flat le lenge secretly.
Yeh kahani abhi chal rahi hai. Har raat naya adventure – kabhi oil massage, kabhi ice play, kabhi strap-on (Rekha ji ne online order kiya). Main pehle jo straight thi, ab pure lesbian ban gayi hoon – aur yeh sab meri saas ne karwaya.
Rekha ji bilkul strict aur traditional lagti thi bahar se – hamesha heavy silk saree pehenti thi, bindi badi, mangalsutra lamba, baal khule ya judi mein. Figure unka ab bhi killer tha – 5'6", fair, 36D ke bade bade chuche jo saree ke blouse mein dab ke rehte the, patli kamar aur bhari hui gaand jo saree mein hilti thi. Log unhe dekh ke bolte the, “Rekha ji toh ab bhi heroine lagti hain.” Par ghar mein woh bahut rules wali thi – subah 5 baje uthna, pooja, kitchen ka kaam, bahu ko sab sikhana.
Main city girl hoon, Delhi se, modern dressing, short kurtis, jeans. Shaadi ke baad saree pehenna pada, par mujhe achha nahi lagta tha. Rekha ji mujhe roz taana marti thi, “Anjali, saree theek se pehno, pallu sahi karo, blouse tight mat pehno.” Par unki nazar kabhi kabhi meri body pe thodi der ruk jaati thi – meri cleavage pe, ya jab main jhuk ke kaam karti thi toh gaand pe. Main notice karti thi par samajh nahi aata tha.
Ek din Vikram Bangalore chala gaya 15 din ke project ke liye. Ghar mein sirf main, Rekha ji aur papa ji (jo din bhar bahar club mein rehte the). Raat ko dinner ke baad Rekha ji ne mujhe kitchen mein bulaya. “Anjali, aaj rasmalai banani hai, help karo.” Main kitchen mein gayi, blue cotton saree pehni thi, low cut blouse. Rekha ji red banarasi saree mein thi, heavy makeup, perfume ki strong khushboo.
Woh rasmalai bana rahi thi, main paas khadi thi. Unhone mujhe doodh garam karne ko bola. Jab main jhuk ke gas pe bartam rakhi, mera pallu gir gaya. Cleavage poori dikh gayi. Rekha ji ne dekha aur smile di – pehli baar aisi smile. “Anjali, pallu sambhalo.” Par unki awaaz mein kuch alag tha. Phir unhone apna pallu bhi thoda side kiya, jaise jaan bujh ke. Unke bade chuche blouse mein se ubhar rahe the.
Kaam khatam hone ke baad unhone mujhe apne room mein bulaya. “Anjali, baitho, thodi baat karte hain.” Unka room bada tha, king size bed, AC on, dim lights. Woh bed pe baithi, main paas baithi. Unhone baat shuru ki Vikram ke baare mein, phir suddenly boli, “Anjali, tumhe sex mein mazaa aata hai?” Main shock ho gayi, laal ho gayi. “Saasuji… aap aise…” Unhone hasa, “Arre ghar mein sirf hum ladies hain, openly baat karo. Vikram kitna time deta hai?”
Main sharma ke boli, “Thoda hi… jaldi khatam ho jata hai.” Rekha ji ne mera haath pakda, “Beta, mard toh aise hi hote hain. Par aurat ki pyaas kabhi khatam nahi hoti.” Unhone mera haath apne chuche pe rakha. Main chaunk gayi par haath nahi hataya. Unke chuche soft the, garam. “Saasuji… ye galat hai…” Par unki aankhon mein aag thi.
Unhone mujhe kiss kiya – pehla lesbian kiss mera. Unke lips soft, juicy, lipstick ka taste. Main resist nahi kar payi. Kiss deep ho gaya, tongue andar. Unhone mera pallu gira diya, blouse ke hooks khole. Mere 34C chuche bahar aa gaye, nipples hard. Unhone unhe muh mein liya, chusne lagi. “Uffff… Saasuji… aaaahhhh… dheere…” main moan kar rahi thi.
Unhone mujhe bed pe litaya, saree upar uthayi. Meri pink panty geeli thi. Unhone panty utari, meri shaved choot pe kiss kiya. “Anjali, teri choot kitni sundar hai… pink pink…” Phir unhone jeebh se chaatna shuru kiya – clit pe circle, andar jeebh daal ke. Main pagal ho rahi thi, “Aaaahhhh Saasuji… uffff… kitna achha lag raha hai… maar daalo mujhe…” Unhone 2 fingers andar daali, G-spot pe ragda. Main 5 minute mein hi jhad gayi – pehli baar itni zor se.
Phir unhone apni saree utari. Unka body ab bhi tight tha – black lace bra panty, bade chuche, thodi love handles par sexy. Unhone bra kholi – unke chuche bade, thode jhule hue par perfect. Nipples dark brown, bade. Maine pehli baar unke chuche chuse – taste salty, perfume ki smell. Unhone moan kiya, “Aaaah Anjali… chus beta… zor se…”
Phir unhone panty utari. Unki choot pe thick black hair, lips dark, already wet. Woh mere upar chadh gayi, 69 position. Unki choot mere muh pe, meri choot unke muh pe. Dono ek dusre ki choot chaatne lagi. Awaz aa rahi thi – chap chap chap. Unki choot ka taste strong, musky. Woh bol rahi thi, “Anjali… chaat meri choot… andar jeebh daal… uffff…”
Phir unhone scissoring kiya. Dono ki taange ek dusre mein, choot se choot ragad. Wet sounds zor se. Unke bade chuche hil rahe the. Main chillayi, “Saasuji… aaaahhhh… meri choot jal rahi hai… zor se ragdo…” Woh boli, “Beta… aa ja mere saath…” Dono ek saath jhad gaye – bodies shake, loud moans.
Afterglow mein woh mujhe hug karke leti rahi. “Anjali, yeh humara secret rahega. Vikram ko kabhi nahi pata chalega.” Maine haan mein sir hilaya.
Us raat humne aur do round kiye. Ek baar unhone drawer se dildo nikala – 8 inch ka black vibrating dildo. Pehle unhone mere andar daala, vibrate on karke. Main chillayi, “Aaaahhhh… Saasuji… kitna bada hai…” Phir maine unke andar daala. Woh pagal ho gayi, “Anjali… chod mujhe… zor se…”
Dusre round mein humne mirror ke saamne kiya – woh mujhe peeche se hug karke, fingers se meri choot ragad rahi thi, main unke chuche masal rahi thi. Mirror mein dekh ke aur excitement badh gaya.
Agli subah breakfast pe normal behave kiya, par nazrein milte hi sharma jaati thi. Din mein papa ji bahar the, toh kitchen mein quick session – unhone mujhe counter pe bitha ke choot chaati, main jhad gayi unke muh pe.
15 din Vikram ke tour ke dauran har raat hum saath sote. Rekha ji ne mujhe lesbian sex ke saare tricks sikhaye – nipple play, fingering techniques, tribbing variations, even anal fingering. Unhone apne old collection se lesbian porn dikhayi – Indian aunties wali.
Ek din unhone mujhe red silk saree pehnayi, khud black pehni. Phir roleplay kiya – woh strict saas, main naughty bahu. Unhone mujhe “punish” kiya – gaand pe thappad maare, phir dildo se choda.
Vikram wapas aaya toh hum normal ho gaye, par raat ko jab woh so jata, Rekha ji mere room mein aa jati ya main unke. Kabhi kabhi risk leke – Vikram bathroom mein ho toh quick fingering.
Ab 4 mahine ho gaye. Main ab lesbian ho chuki hoon poori tarah – Vikram ke saath sex mein mazaa nahi aata, bas Rekha ji ki choot yaad aati hai. Rekha ji ne plan banaya hai – agle mahine Vikram ko phir tour pe bhejenge, aur hum OYO book karenge poore weekend ke liye, toys leke.
Kabhi kabhi sochti hoon guilt hota hai – yeh rishta galat hai, par pleasure itna hai ki ruk nahi paati. Rekha ji ke chuche chusna, unki choot chaatna, unke moans sunna – yeh sab meri addiction ban gaya hai.
Ek baar unhone mujhe terrace pe le gayi raat ko. Mumbai ki lights neeche, thandi hawa. Wahan unhone mujhe saree mein hi seduce kiya – pallu gira ke chuche chuse, phir neeche baith ke choot chaati. Main jhad gayi zor se chillake, dar thi koi sun lega par mazaa double tha.
Rekha ji ne mujhe ek gold chain gift ki – bedroom mein pehenne ke liye. Woh bolti hain, “Anjali, tu ab meri hai. Vikram sirf naam ka pati hai.”
Ab main bhi unhe “Rekha darling” bulati hoon privately. Humne future plan banaya – jab Vikram overseas jayega long term, hum saath mein small flat le lenge secretly.
Yeh kahani abhi chal rahi hai. Har raat naya adventure – kabhi oil massage, kabhi ice play, kabhi strap-on (Rekha ji ne online order kiya). Main pehle jo straight thi, ab pure lesbian ban gayi hoon – aur yeh sab meri saas ne karwaya.