Rohit ke jaane ke baad main akeli feel karti. Sasur ji mera khayal rakhte – dinner saath karte, baatein karte. Ek raat power cut hui, garmi thi. Sasur ji ne mujhe unke room mein sone ko bola, AC tha. Main nighty pehen kar gayi – thin nighty, no bra, boobs ubhar rahe the. Bed par sasur ji ke bagal mein leti, unka garam badan feel hua.
Sasur ji ne haath meri kamar par rakha, “Bahu… neend nahi aa rahi?” Maine sharma kar haan kaha. Unhone dheere se boobs par haath sarkaya. Main ruk nahi payi, “Sasur ji… yeh galat hai.” Par unki awaaz madhosh, “Neha… tu itni sundar hai… Rohit tujhe deserve nahi karta… main tera khayal rakhunga.” Maine unko kiss kar diya – pehla kiss, soft, phir wild jeebh wala.
Sasur ji ne nighty upar ki – no panty, chut geeli ho chuki thi. Unhone boobs dabaye, nipples kaate, “Kitne soft aur bade… tere sasur ko doodh pilayegi?” Maine unki pajama utari – 9-inch mota lund bahar nikla, veins ubhri hui, supada laal mota. Main darr gayi, “Sasur ji… yeh bahut bada hai… nahi jayega.”
Sasur ji ne mujhe bed par litaya, chut chaati – jeebh andar daal kar zor se chusa, clit ko kaata. Main tadap uthi, “Aah sasur ji… mar gayi… paani nikal raha!” Squirt nikal aaya. Sasur ji ne lund muh mein diya, “Choos bahu… apne sasur ka lund choos.” Main deepthroat karne lagi, gale tak liya, saliva se geela kar diya.
Phir sasur ji missionary mein position liye, lund chut par ragda, ek zor ka dhakka – aadha andar. Main cheekh padi, “Aaaah… phat gayi chut… dheere!” Par sasur ji nahi ruke, poora daal diya. Tight chut mein mota lund jaise phans gaya. Zor-zor se dhakke maare, “Phad de sasur ji… apni bahu ki chut phaad do!” 40 minute tak nonstop – boobs daba raha tha, nipples pinch kar raha tha, main unke nails gaad rahi thi peeth par.
Sasur ji kehte, “Neha… I love you… tu meri asli biwi hai… Rohit sirf naam ka.” Maine taange unke kamar par lapet li, “Sasur ji… zor se… I love you too… aap mere soulmate ho!” Sasur ji andar jhad gaye – garam virya bachhedani mein.
Us raat 7 baar chude – cowgirl mein main upar ride kar rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the, sasur ji neeche se thok rahe the. Doggy mein gaand par thappad maare, “Kitni moti gaand… ab yeh bhi maarunga.” Pehli baar gaand maari – oil laga kar supada ghusaaya, main ro padi, “Phat gayi… nahi!” Par sasur ji zor se thoke, 30 minute tak, andar jhad gaye. Spooning mein slow deep sex, cuddle kar ke, “Neha… tu mera sab kuch hai.”
Subah sasur ji ne breakfast banaya, kitchen mein hi peeche se chut mein daal diya. Uske baad daily intense explicit sex – morning quickie, raat bhar long sessions. Sasur ji wild the – explicit dirty talk, “Bahu… teri chut mere lund ke liye bani hai.” Emotional connection gehra – baatein karte, “Neha… tere sasur tujhe duniya ki har khushi denge.”
Twist aaya – main pregnant ho gayi. Test positive. Rohit ko laga unka hai, par hum jaante the sasur ji ka. Rohit wapas aaya, shak hua. Ek din hume pakad liya – sasur ji mujhe doggy mein gaand maar rahe the. Rohit gusse mein tha, divorce maanga. Par maine bola, “Rohit… main sirf sasur ji se pyar karti hoon… aap sirf duty the.” Rohit shock, finally divorce de diya.
Hum court marriage kar li. Ab main 8 mahine ki pregnant hoon – pet ubhra, gaand moti, boobs bade doodh se bhare. Roz intense explicit sex – gaand favorite, side mein deep anal, sasur ji chillate, “Phad de Neha… zor se ride kar!” Doodh peete hain, chut mein jeebh daal kar squirt nikalwate hain.
Sex ke baad cuddle, pet par haath rakh kar baatein – bachche ke sapne. Sasur ji kehte hain, “Bahu se lover, biwi, aur maa… tune meri akeli zindagi mein pyar bhar diya.”
Yeh hai meri sasur ji Vikram ki kahani – jahan bade lund se chut daalne se shuruaat hui, wild explicit lust se guzri, aur gehre soulmate pyar mein badal gayi. Har raat sasur ji ke badan mein kho jaati hoon – intense erotic junoon aur pure emotional connection se.