Adultery Mrs.Roshni - Buddhon Ke Jaal me Phasi

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

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[srider69]

Thanks for resuming, shanthiji. And you came back with bang

[zhynydude]

Thank You for your return, Cant tell you how much we have waited for Roushni...but it got paid off. Roushni is back with a bang..

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[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Thank You for your return, Cant tell you how much we have waited for Roushni...but it got paid off. Roushni is back with a bang..

Keep writing.

thanks dear and it will continue now

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Thanks for resuming,  shanthiji. And you came back with bang

thanks dear and the bangs will continue

[Amit sharma72]

Shanti ji next update kab tak aayega na intazaar mein Hain sabhi

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Shanti ji next update kab tak aayega na intazaar mein Hain sabhi

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[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Ramesh ne mujhe apne seene se chipka rakha tha. Thodi der baad unhone meri gaand par pyar bhara thappad maara aur kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue bola, “Ab uth meri pyari randi biwi… raat abhi baaki hai. Pehle apne pati ke is mothe kaale lund ko apne muh se seva kar… jaise tu hamesha karti hai.”



Main sharma kar muskurayi aur unke pairon ke beech ghutno par let gayi. Unka lund abhi bhi thoda geela tha hamare milan ke ras se, lekin phir se khada hokar phadak raha tha. Maine haath mein pakda aur supaade ko choomte hue boli, “Ji pati ji… aapki biwi aapke lund ki poori puja karegi aaj… jaise us toofani raat ko kiya tha do hafte pehle.”


Ramesh ne mera baal pyar se pakda aur mera muh apne lund ki taraf khinch liya, “Haan meri jaan… chus zor se… apne pati ka pura lund gale tak andar le… uffff teri gulabi hoth kitne pyare hain is lund ke liye!”


Main ne apni jeebh nikaal kar unke supaade ko chaatna shuru kiya, phir pura lund muh mein le liya – tak… tak… tak… jab tak mera gala unke mote lund se bhara nahi gaya. Meri aankhon se aansu nikal aaye the lekin main ne choosna nahi chhoda. Meri naak unke ghane kaale baalon se ragad rahi thi. Saath hi maine unke bhaari balls ko haathon se masalte hue muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se choosne lagi.



“Uffff… kya muh hai tera Roshni… bilkul vacuum jaisa… ahhh… balls bhi chus meri pyari biwi… teri jeebh aaj bahut naughty ho rahi hai… le… poora maal nikaal apne pati ka!”


Maine apni gardan aage ki aur unke lund ko gale tak andar-bahar karne lagi, thook ki dhaar unke lund par se tapak rahi thi. Ramesh ke muh se siskiyan nikal rahi thi, “Haan… aise hi… teri pati ka lund poora andar le… uffff teri randi muh mein kitna maza aa raha hai!”



Kuch der baad Ramesh ne mujhe uthaya aur palang par litaya. Unhone meri taange faila kar meri gaand ko dono haathon se faila diya aur boli, “Ab teri gaand ki baari hai meri pyari biwi… jaise us toofani raat ko do hafte pehle maari thi, aaj phir se apni biwi ki gaand mein apna mota lund ghusaunga.”




Maine aankhein band karke muskurate hue kaha, “Haan pati ji… aapki biwi ki gaand aapki hi hai… jaise pehle chod chuke ho, aaj bhi zor se chodiye… meri chut aur gaand dono aapke liye taiyar hain.”


Ramesh ne meri gaand ke ched par apni jeebh ghumayi, geela kiya, phir apne lund par thook lagakar supaada meri gaand ke muh par ragadne lage. Ek hi zor ke dhakke mein unka mota lund meri gaand mein poora utar gaya – jaise pehle bhi utra tha.


“Ahhhhhhh… haan pati ji… aise hi… meri gaand phir se bhar do apne lund se… uffff kitna mota aur garam hai aapka lund… maar do apni biwi ki gaand!”


Ramesh ne meri kamar pakdi aur tezi se dhakke marne shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath unke bhaari balls meri geeli chut par takra rahe the. Unki ghani chhati meri peeth se ragad rahi thi.


“Le… le meri pyari randi biwi… teri tight gaand abhi bhi itni kasi hui hai… jaise pehli baar chod raha hun… ahhh… teri gaand mere lund ko kas kas kar choos rahi hai… chod raha hun apni patni ki gaand ko poori tarah se!”



Main peeche ki taraf dhakke marne lagi, unke saath mil kar, “Haan… aur zor se pati ji… meri gaand chodiye… apni biwi ki gaand ko apna maal se bhar do… uffff… kitna gehra ja raha hai… meri pet tak pahunch raha hai aapka lund… ahhh… haan… chodiye aur zor se!”


Ramesh ka ek haath aage badh kar meri clit ko ragadne laga, do ungliyan meri chut mein andar-bahar kar rahe the. Main pagal ho gayi thi. “Fuck… pati ji… dono holes bhar do aaj… meri chut aur gaand dono aapki hain… chodiye apni pyari biwi ko jaise koi randi ko chodte ho… lekin pyar se… uffff main aa rahi hun!”


Mera orgasm tez tha. Meri gaand unke lund ko kas kas kar pakad rahi thi. Ramesh ne meri baal pakde, mera sir peeche khinch liya aur bahut tezi se dhakke marne lage, “Le meri jaan… aa raha hai tera pati ka maal… teri gaand ke andar hi… le poora… bhar dunga teri gaand ko… aaahhhhhhhhh!”


Unka lund phadka aur garam-garam maal ki bochhaar meri gaand ke andar bharne lagi – jet after jet, itna saara ki jab unhone lund nikala toh unka maal meri gaand se nikal kar meri jhanghon par aur chut par bahne laga.


Hum dono thak kar palang par let gaye. Ramesh ne mujhe apni bahon mein bhar liya, meri forehead par pyar bhara kiss kiya aur bola, “Ab tu sach mein meri patni ban gayi hai Roshni… har hole teri pati ka hai. Aur Ramesh hasne lage .. mein bhi hasi unke mardani badan ke baalon se khelte huye. Fir hum dono so gaye.

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Agle subah subah-subah hi Ramesh uth kar taiyar ho gaya. Main abhi bhi bistar par nangi leti hui thi, kal raat ki thakaan abhi bhi sharir mein thi – meri chut aur gaand dono mein halka sa dard aur mithaas saath-saath thi. Ramesh ne mujhe apne seene se chipkaya, meri chuchiyon par ek gehra kiss kiya aur bola,


“Roshni meri pyari biwi… main aaj thoda kaam ke silsile mein bahar ja raha hun. Mama ke yahan kuch zameen ke paperwork ke liye. Shaam tak laut aunga. Tu ghar par hi rehna aur Mukesh Mama ka khayal rakhna… jaise meri biwi karti hai.”


Main sharma kar unke gale lag gayi aur unke kaan mein dheere se boli, “Ji pati ji… main aapki biwi ki tarah hi rahungi. Aap jaldi aaiye… kal raat jaisa maza phir se lena hai mujhe aapke lund ka.”


Ramesh muskuraye, meri gaand par pyar bhara thappad maara aur chale gaye.


Main thodi der baad uthi, naha kar taiyar hui. Aaj bhi maine wohi peach colour ki saree pehni thi jo Geeta ne di thi – tight sleeveless blouse, petticoat upar tak, aur pallu ko thoda saadh ke rakha tha taaki meri badi chuchiyan aur patli kamar achhe se dikhe. Ghunghat nahi odha tha, bas bindi aur chudiyan pehni hui thi. Jaise hi main bahar nikli, Mukesh Mama bahar hi khade the – unki ghani daadi, moti muchh, safed baalon wali chhati aur woh tharki aankhein mujhe dekhte hi chamak uthi.


“Arre bahu… aaj itni sundar lag rahi ho! Ramesh toh kaam pe chala gaya, lekin chalo, main tujhe pushtaini khet dikhata hun. Wahan ki mitti mein hi humara pura khandaan pala hai,” unhone muskurate hue kaha aur apna haath mere kandhe par rakh diya – thoda zyada der tak.


Main sharma kar boli, “Ji Mama… aap jo kahe.”


Hum dono khet ki taraf chal diye. Rasta thoda sunsaan tha, gaon ke bahar. Mukesh Mama mere bilkul paas-paas chal rahe the, kabhi-kabhi unki kohni meri chuchiyon se ragad jaati. Unki awaaz mein ek alag si garam si mithaas thi.


Khet pahunch kar unhone mujhe ek ped ke neeche khada kiya. Charo taraf hara-bhara jawar aur gehun ka khula maidan. Mama ne meri kamar par haath rakh kar bola, “Dekh bahu… yeh zameen meri hai, aur ab Ramesh ki hogi… aur ab toh tu bhi is ghar ki bahu ban gayi hai na? Itni gori-chikni, itni jawan… Ramesh ki kismat khul gayi hai. Teri jaise patni paane ke liye toh main bhi apni umar bhool jaaun.”



Main aankhein jhuka kar sharma gayi, lekin man mein ek garam si lahra uthi. Unhone meri kamar se haath neeche ki taraf sarka diya aur dheere se boli,

Arre bahu… yeh saree toh bilkul tight hai teri chuchiyon par. Blouse bhi chhoti lag rahi hai… agar thoda jhuk jaaye toh kya nazara hoga… hmm?” Unki aankhein meri cleavage par tik gayi thi. Unhone ek haath se meri pallu ko thoda sa side kiya aur meri nabhi ke paas ungli ghumai,


“Ramesh ne tujhe kitni achhe se taiyar kiya hai… lekin beta, yeh gaon ki hawa mein aur bhi khil jaayegi tu. Main tujhe yahan ki purani traditions sikha dunga… jaise bahu apne sasur ko khush rakhti hai.”


Unki baat sun kar meri bur mein phir se nami feel hone lagi. Mama ne aur paas aa kar meri gaand par halka sa haath ferte hue bola,


“Kal raat Ramesh ke saath kitna maza kiya hoga na meri pyari bahu? Teri awaazein toh mujhe tak pahunch rahi thi… uffff… itni mast awaaz hai teri. Agar kabhi Ramesh na ho toh… Mama bhi tujhe khush rakh sakta hai. Teri chut aur gaand dono ko pyar se sambhal sakta hun… jaise ek buddha mard apni bahu ko sambhalta hai.”



Main sharma kar peeche hati, lekin unki aankhon mein wohi tharki bhookh thi jo Aslam aur Salim mein dekhi thi. Unhone meri ek chudiya pakdi aur usko choomte hue bola,


“Bol na bahu… Mama ke saath thodi masti kar legi? Sirf flirt nahi… agar mann kare toh yahin khet mein, ped ke peeche… main tujhe woh maza de dunga jo Ramesh bhi nahi de paaya hoga. Teri badi-badi chuchiyan… teri tight gaand… sab Mama ke liye taiyar hai na?”


Unka haath ab meri kamar se neeche meri gaand par tha aur dheere-dheere masal raha tha. Meri saans tez ho gayi thi. Main aankhein jhukaye hue boli,


“Mama… aap… aap toh bahut shararti ho… Ramesh ji ko pata chal gaya toh?”


Mukesh Mama hasse aur mere kaan ke paas muh le aaye, garam saans chhodte hue,


“Arre bahu… yeh gaon hai… yahan sasur-bahu ke rishte bahut gehre hote hain. Tu bas haan bol… main tujhe aaj hi yahin khet ki mitti par litakar apna mota lund dikha dunga. Teri chut ko Mama ka maal se bhar dunga… respectfully, pyar se… jaise ek bahu apne sasur ko khush karti hai.”

Mukesh Mama ne meri gaand par haath ko aur gehra ferte hue, apni Haryanvi boli mein garam awaaz mein bola:


“Arre bahu… teri yeh moti-moti gaand toh bilkul anar jaisi phooli hui hai! Kya baat hai… Ramesh ne isko itna achhe se phula diya kya raat bhar? Hmm… sasur ki nazar padte hi teri chut mein paani aa gaya hoga na?”


Main andar hi andar kaanp gayi. Unki yeh khuli haryanvi baatein sun kar meri bur mein ek garam si lahar uthi, lekin kuch shabd mujhe samajh nahi aa rahe the. Phir bhi unki awaaz aur unka haath meri gaand ko dabate hue mujhe bahut achha lag raha tha.


Mama ne aur paas aakar meri kamar ko kas kar pakad liya aur mere kaan mein dheere se bola:


“Sun bahu… yeh blouse toh bilkul chhoti hai teri badi-badi choochiyon ke liye. Upar se teri moti choochiyan dab rahi hain… ek baar Mama ko dikha de na… kitni bhaari doodh wali choochiyan hain teri. Main toh bas choos ke hi raat bhar paani nikaal dunga inme se!”


Unki yeh baat sun kar main sharma kar aankhein jhuka li, lekin andar se mera sharir garam ho raha tha. Unki haryanvi mein “doodh wali choochiyan” aur “paani nikaal dunga” sun kar meri nipples sakht ho gaye the.



Mama ne mera pallu thoda sa side kiya, meri nabhi par ungli ghumate hue bola:


“Arre waah… teri kamar toh bilkul patli hai aur gaand toh bilkul bhaari! Yeh toh perfect hai bahu… sasur ke liye. Ramesh toh abhi bahar gaya hai… chalo, ped ke peeche chali… Mama tujhe apna mota sa lund dikha de. Teri chut mein thoda sa ghusa ke dekhun kitni tight hai meri bahu ki bur… pehle se hi geeli ho rahi hogi na?”


Main halki si siskari bhar kar boli, “Mama… aap… aap bahut shararti ho…”


Unhone hasste hue meri gaand ko zor se dabaya aur bola:


“Shararti? Arre bahu, yeh toh kuch bhi nahi! Gaon mein sasur-bahu ka rishta aisa hi hota hai. Tu bas haan bol de… main tujhe yahin khet ki mitti par litakar teri saree upar kar dunga. Teri chut ko Mama ka mota lund dikha dunga… aur dheere-dheere andar ghusa dunga. Teri chut phad ke bhi maza de dunga… jaise kal raat Ramesh ne teri gaand maari thi, waise hi Mama bhi marega… lekin aur pyar se, aur gehraai se!”


Unki yeh khul kar boli sun kar meri bur se halka sa ras nikal aaya. Main andar hi andar soch rahi thi – “Ufff… yeh buddha itna tharki hai… lekin baatein sun kar kitna maza aa raha hai. Kuch samajh nahi aa raha unki boli ka, phir bhi meri chut geeli ho rahi hai.”


Mama ne meri ek choochi ke upar se blouse ke through halka sa dabaya aur aankh maarti hue bola:


“Dekh bahu… teri choochiyan toh bilkul ubhari hui hain… jaise doodh se bhari gaay ke thun. Ek baar Mama inko muh mein le le… choos ke doodh nikaal lega. Bol na pyari bahu… Mama ko apni chut aur gaand dono khol ke de degi na? Sirf do ghante ka time hai… Ramesh lautne se pehle main tujhe poori tarah se chod ke teri chut ko apna maal se bhar dunga.”


Unka haath ab meri saree ke pallu ke andar ghus chuka tha aur meri pet par, nabhi par ghum raha tha. Meri saans tez ho gayi thi. Main sharm se laal ho rahi thi lekin andar se bahut enjoy kar rahi thi unki yeh tharki haryanvi flirting


Mukesh Mama ne meri gaand ko dono haathon se kas kar pakad liya aur meri choochi ko blouse ke upar se zor-zor se masalte hue garam Haryanvi mein bola,
“Arre bahu… teri yeh phooli gaand toh bilkul rasile aam jaisi hai! Mama ko bhi maarne de ek-do thappad… teri chut mein toh abhi se paani tapak raha hoga na? Bol na pyari… yahin ped ke neeche let ja, Mama tujhe achhe se chod ke teri bur ko apna maal se bhar dega.”
Maine aankhein band kar li thi. Meri saans tez ho rahi thi. Mama ka mota haath meri gaand par ghum raha tha, unki ungliyan meri saree ke upar se bhi meri chut ki garmi mehsoos kar rahi thi. Meri nipples sakht ho chuke the aur meri bur se halka-halka ras nikal raha tha.



Lekin tabhi… andar se ek tez awaaz ne mujhe rok diya.


(Bas… bas kar Roshni. Yeh bahut galat ho raha hai. Ramesh ji ne kal raat meri izzat bachai thi… meri chut aur gaand ko pyar se apna banaya tha. Unhone mujhe apni biwi bana ke yahan laya… aur main unke Mama ke haathon mein apni gaand dabwa rahi hun? Yeh dhokha hai… bada dhokha. Unka ehsaan main is tarah nahi chuka sakti. Guilt se mar rahi hun… haan, Mama ki baatein aur unka touch mujhe garam kar raha hai… meri bur tadap rahi hai… lekin yeh sahi nahi. Main Ramesh ji ki hun…)

Maine ek gehri saans li aur Mama ke haathon ko dheere se apne sharir se hata diya. Pallu ko theek kiya, blouse ko upar ki taraf khinch kar apni choochiyan cover ki aur ek kadam peeche hat gayi.

“Mama… please… yeh sab mat kijiye,” main dheere lekin mazboot awaaz mein boli. Meri awaaz mein sharm aur guilt saaf tha. “Main Ramesh ji ki biwi hun… aap unke Mama hain. Yeh galat hai. Aapne jo kaha… woh sab bahut achha laga… lekin main aisa nahi kar sakti. Mujhe bahut guilt ho raha hai Ramesh ji ke liye. Chaliye… ghar chalte hain.”
Mama thoda hairaan hue, lekin unki aankhon mein abhi bhi woh tharki chamak thi. Unhone haath hata liya aur muskurate hue bola,
“Arre bahu… kya baat kar rahi hai? Yeh toh gaon ka purana rishta hai… sasur-bahu ka. Koi nahi dekh raha hai yahan.”
Main ne sirf zameen ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Nahi Mama… main sach mein nahi kar sakti. Please… aap samajh lijiye. Main aapki bahu hun… aur main apne pati ke saath wafadar rahna chahti hun.”


Uffff… finally bol diya. Ab thoda sa sukoon mehsoos ho raha hai. Guilt abhi bhi hai… lekin yeh sahi decision tha. Mama ka touch abhi bhi mere sharir par mehsoos ho raha hai… meri bur abhi bhi geeli hai… lekin main Ramesh ji ko dhokha nahi de sakti. Unhone meri laaz bachai thi… main unke ehsaan ko is tarah nahi chukaungi. Phir bhi… yeh thrill tha… yeh forbidden maza… lekin ab band karna hi theek tha.

Mama ne thoda sa udaas muskurahat ke saath kaha, “Theek hai bahu… jaise tu kahe. Chalo ghar chalte hain. Lekin yaad rakh… agar kabhi mann kare toh Mama hamesha taiyar hai teri chut aur gaand ko pyar dene ke liye.”
Unhone meri kamar par haath rakh kar (sirf support ke liye) mujhe ghar ki taraf le chale. Ghar taraf chalte chalte Roshni fir se soch mein pad gayi ...

Ufff in buddhon ne toh .. pehle Ramesh aur fir Aslam, Salim.. aur woh mele mein Karan aur fir woh kamina momo wala , itni hawas se bhara tha ki mere balatkar hi karne wala tha ufff … aur ab ye Ramesh ke Mama… ufff .. jab se un teeno ne meri masti bhari chudai kari hain ufff mein buddhon ke prati kafi garmi feel karti rehti hun , thoda bhi flirt karte hain toh mere bur mein nami aur tez dhadkan hone lagti hain uffff

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[qazmlp]

Mukesh mama bhi abb jald hi Roshni ke badan pe apna muh saaf karenge

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Mukesh mama bhi abb jald hi Roshni ke badan pe apna muh saaf karenge

haan ho sakta hain dear

[srider69]

Good one, Shanti. Eagerly awaiting

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Good one, Shanti. Eagerly awaiting

Sure

[Falaknaaz]

https://xossipy.com/thread-73632.html

[Blackdick11]

Bhale hi Roshni ne Ramesh ki wafadar patni ka role play karke resist kar liya, par hum sabko pata hai ki aage kya hone wala hai. Hope ke gaon ki jo parampara hai, jo riti riwaj hai, sasur aur bahu ka, roshni bakhubi uska maan rakhegi ;)

[Rahul Sethi]

Bohot achha update tha…pata nahi kab tak Roshni aise rokegi khudko.

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Bhale hi Roshni ne Ramesh ki wafadar patni ka role play karke resist kar liya, par hum sabko pata hai ki aage kya hone wala hai. Hope ke gaon ki jo parampara hai, jo riti riwaj hai, sasur aur bahu ka, roshni bakhubi uska maan rakhegi ;)

Dekhenge aage kya hota hain

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Bohot achha update tha…pata nahi kab tak Roshni aise rokegi khudko.

Pata nahi .. dekhenge aage

[ShanthifrmSingapore]

Mukesh Mama aur main aage ki taraf chalte hue. Unka haath abhi bhi meri kamar par tha, halka sa support jaisa, lekin main jaanti thi ki usme woh purani tharki bhookh abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Har kadam ke saath meri saree ki ghunghar wali ghungroo si awaaz ho rahi thi, aur meri bur abhi bhi geeli thi unki baaton aur chhue hue se. Uffff… yeh buddha itna confident tha, jaise gaon ki saari bahuon ko chod chuke honge 


 
Wahan par ek chota sa ghar tha khetin ke beecho beech. Wahan andar pahunch kar Mama ne darwaza band kiya aur mujhe drawing room ki taraf le gaye. Woh sofa par baith gaye, apni moti taange faila kar, aur mujhe apne saamne khade rehne ko ishara kiya.


“Bahu… paani pi le. Thak gayi hogi na? Khet mein toh bahut garmi thi,” unhone muskurate hue kaha, lekin unki nazar meri chuchiyon par thi, jahan se paseena ki boondein blouse ko geela kar rahi thi.


Main paani ka glass le kar pi rahi thi jab Mama uth kar mere bilkul peeche aa gaye. Unki saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi. Unhone dheere se meri kamar pakdi aur kaan mein bola,


“Roshni beta… tu bahut achhi ladki hai. Ramesh ki wafadari kar rahi hai… yeh baat bahut achhi lagi. Lekin… kabhi-kabhi zindagi mein chhote-chhote maza bhi lene chahiye. Main tujhe zabardasti nahi karunga… bas ek baar Mama ko apni chuchiyan dikha de. Bas dekhne ke liye. Phir jo tu kahegi, wohi hoga.”



Meri saans tez ho gayi. Main glass side par rakh kar khadi rahi. Unki ungliyan meri kamar par ghum rahi thi. Andar se guilt aur hawas ka sangharsh chal raha tha. Pehle Aslam-Salim, phir Karan, momo wala… aur ab yeh. Meri body in buddhon ke liye itni responsive kyun ho gayi thi?


“Mama… please…” main dheere se boli, lekin meri awaaz mein mazbooti kam thi.


Mama ne mera pallu dheere se side kiya aur meri nabhi ko ungli se chhedte hue bola, “Arre bahu… bas ek baar. Teri yeh patli kamar aur ubhari hui choochiyan… Mama ko bas chhoo lene de. Dekh, mera lund toh abhi se khada ho gaya hai teri wajah se.”


Unhone meri ek haath pakad kar apni dhoti ke upar se apne mothe lund par rakh diya. Uffff… woh bahut mota aur garam tha. Mera haath apne aap us par se hata nahi pa raha tha. Mama ne meri blouse ke hook par haath rakha aur dheere se ek hook khol diya.


“Bas… Mama ko dekhne de teri doodh wali choochiyan…”


Maine aankhein band kar li. Guilt tha, lekin sharir maan nahi raha tha. Blouse ke dono hook khul gaye aur meri badi-badi, bhari choochiyan bahar aa gayi – nipples sakht aur ubhare hue. Mama ki saans tez ho gayi.


“Arre waah bahu… kitni sundar hain! Jaise do bade-bade rasile aam. Yeh toh Ramesh bhi roz nahi dekh paata hoga itne khule.”


Unhone dono haathon se meri choochiyan pakad li aur dheere-dheere masalne lage. Unki ungliyan nipples ko pinch kar rahi thi. Main siskari bhar uthi, “Aahhh… Mama… yeh galat hai…”


Lekin Mama ne ek choochi muh mein le li aur zor-zor se choosne lage. Meri taange kaanp rahi thi. Unki daadi meri soft skin par ragad rahi thi, jo ek alag si maza de rahi thi. Maine apna haath unke sir par rakh diya, na jaane kyun.


“Uffff bahu… kitni geeli hai teri bur! Paani toh bah raha hai.

Meri chuchiyan nangi thi, blouse ke hooks khule hue, aur unki ungliyan meri nipples ke around ghum rahi thi – halke-halke se, jaise unhe chhed rahi ho. Meri bur abhi bhi geeli aur tadap rahi thi unki baaton aur chhue hue se, lekin maine apne aap ko rok liya tha.



“Mama… bas… yeh bahut ho gaya,” main dheere se boli, meri awaaz mein sharm aur hawas dono the. Maine apni chuchiyan cover karne ki koshish ki, lekin Mama ne mera haath pakad liya aur muskurate hue bola,


“Arre bahu… itni jaldi kyun chhupa rahi hai? Yeh doodh wali choochiyan toh bilkul perfect hain. Itni bhaari, itni mulayam… dekho kaise ubhar rahi hain. Mama ko bas chhoo lene de thodi der aur. Kuch nahi karunga jo tu nahi chahe.”


Unhone meri ek choochi ko dheere se masla, thumb se nipple ko halka sa pinch kiya. Main siskari bhar uthi, “Aahh… Mama… aap bahut shararti ho…” Meri taange ek dusre se ragad rahi thi, bur mein nami phir se badh rahi thi.


Mama ne meri kamar par haath ghumaya, neeche ki taraf, meri gaand ki curve ko sehlाते हुए. Unki daadi meri gardan par ragad rahi thi jab woh kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue bole,


“Roshni beta… teri yeh patli kamar aur phooli hui gaand dekh kar Mama ka dil nahi maanta. Kal raat Ramesh ne teri gaand ko kitna maza diya hoga… teri awaazein sun kar main soch raha tha ki ek din yeh moti gaand Mama ke haathon mein bhi aayegi. Bas abhi itna hi… tujhe chhoo raha hun, teri garam skin feel kar raha hun.”


Unka haath meri saree ke upar se hi meri gaand par ghum raha tha, dheere-dheere dabate hue, shape ko mehsoos karte hue. Main sharma kar unke seene se lag gayi, unki ghani daadi meri soft chuchiyon par ragad rahi thi. Unki dhoti ke andar unka mota lund khada hua saaf mehsoos ho raha tha meri jangh se.

Maine aankhein band kar li. Unki Haryanvi awaaz, unka garam saans, unke haathon ka pressure – sab kuch itna seductive tha. Woh meri chuchiyon ko dheere-dheere sehlate rahe, kabhi unhe utha kar dekh rahe, kabhi nipples ko chhed rahe. Meri bur tadap rahi thi, lekin maine apne haath se unki ungliyan pakad li aur rok diya.


“Bas Mama… please… ab nahi. Yeh thrill bahut hai… lekin main Ramesh ji ko dhokha nahi de sakti.”


Mama hasse, thoda udaas lekin samajhdaar. Unhone meri blouse ke hooks band kar diye, pallu theek kiya, lekin meri gaand par ek pyar bhara, gehra sa thappad maar diya jisse meri gaand hil gayi.


“Theek hai meri jawan bahu… Mama intezaar kar sakta hai. Jab mann kare, bas ek ishara kar dena. Teri yeh ubhari choochiyan, teri tight gaand, teri geeli chut – sab Mama ke liye taiyar rahegi. Ab jaa, fresh ho ja. Ramesh aata hoga.”


Main jaldi se uthi, andar bedroom mein gayi. Mirror mein dekha toh chehra laal tha, nipples blouse ke upar se bhi ubhare hue dikhai de rahe the. Unka maal meri panty mein abhi bhi mehsoos ho raha tha, aur sharir abhi bhi unke touch ki yaad mein sulag raha tha.


Shaam ko jab Ramesh ghar aaya, maine usse gale lagaya – lekin man mein Mama ke saath hui woh forbidden masti chal rahi thi. Ramesh ne meri gaand par thappad maara aur kaan mein bola, “Kya baat hai meri pyari biwi… aaj bahut garam lag rahi ho.”


Main sharma kar muskurayi, lekin andar se soch rahi thi – yeh thrill kab tak rok paungi?

Dinner ke time woh baar-baar meri taraf dekhta raha – meri saree ke tight blouse mein ubhari chuchiyan, meri patli kamar aur pallu ke neeche se jhalakti nabhi.


“Roshni… aaj tu bahut khil rahi hai,” usne muskurate hue kaha 

hum dono bedroom mein chale gaye. Darwaza band karte hi Ramesh ne mujhe apne seene se chipka liya. Uski badi-badi, garam bahen meri kamar ke around lapet gayi. Usne meri gardan par gehra kiss kiya, phir dheere-dheere choomte hue kaan tak pahuncha aur garam saans chhodte hue bola,


“Uffff meri pyari biwi… din bhar tujhe yaad karta raha. Teri yeh mulayam skin, teri badi chuchiyan… sab kuch.”


Maine sharma kar uske seene par sir rakh diya. Usne mera pallu dheere se side kiya aur meri nabhi ke around ungli ghumai. Phir uski ungliyan upar chadhi, blouse ke upar se meri chuchiyon ko sehlane lagi. Mere nipples turant sakht ho gaye.


Ramesh ne mujhe palang par litaya aur mere upar jhuk kar meri chuchiyon ke beech apna muh daal diya. Blouse ke upar se hi woh unhe choosne-chhedne laga. Main siskari bhar uthi,


“Aahh… pati ji… dheere…”


Usne meri saree ka pallu poora hata diya. Meri petticoat ki naada khol kar usne meri jhanghon tak haath ghumaya. Uski ungliyan meri inner thighs par ghum rahi thi, bahut dheere-dheere, teasing karte hue. Meri bur garam aur geeli ho chuki thi.


“Kitni garam hai meri randi biwi aaj…” usne kaan mein dheere se bola, “Teri chut toh abhi se tadap rahi hai na? Bata… din bhar kya soch rahi thi?”


Maine sharma kar uske baalon mein haath ghumaya. Woh meri gaand par haath fer raha tha – dono haathon se uski shape ko mehsoos karte hue, halke-halke thappad maarte hue jisse meri gaand hilti.


Phir usne mujhe ghuma diya. Main uske saamne peeth karke let gayi. Ramesh ne meri peeth par kiss karte hue meri blouse ke hooks khol diye. Meri badi chuchiyan bilkul nangi ho gayi. Usne peeche se dono haathon se unhe pakad liya aur dheere-dheere masalne laga – kabhi unhe utha kar dekh raha, kabhi nipples ko pinch kar raha.


“Uffff… kitni bhaari aur mulayam hain teri choochiyan… inhe chhoo kar hi mera lund khada ho jata hai,” usne garam awaaz mein kaha.


Meri saans tez ho rahi thi. Usne meri gaand par apna mota lund (dhoti ke upar se) ragadna shuru kar diya, dheere-dheere hips hilate hue. Meri bur uske lund ki garmi feel kar rahi thi. Woh meri gardan choos raha tha, ek haath meri chut ke upar se sehla raha tha – sirf upar se, andar nahi.


Hum dono aise hi bahut der tak ek dusre ko chhoo rahe the, kiss kar rahe the, garam-garam baatein kar rahe the. Usne mujhe apni bahon mein kas kar pakad rakha tha, meri chuchiyan uske seene se dab rahi thi aur meri gaand uske lund par ragad rahi thi.


“Kal raat jaisa hi maza dena hai tujhe aaj bhi meri jaan…” usne kaan mein fuskara.


Main sirf siskari bhar kar usse aur chipak gayi. Sharir pura sulag raha tha, lekin hum dono dheere-dheere hi ek dusre ko mehsoos karte rahe – pyar bhare touch, teasing caresses aur dirty whispers ke saath.


Ramesh ne mujhe apne seene se chipkaye rakha aur dheere se bola, “ raat abhi baaki hai.”


tabhi achanak se darwaza khatkhataya gaya ..

 

Ramesh mujhe apne seene se kas kar chipkaye hue tha. Uski garam saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi aur uske haath meri nangi peeth par dheere-dheere ghum rahe the. Meri badi chuchiyan uske solid seene se dab rahi thi, nipples sakht ho kar ragad rahi thi. Usne meri gaand par ek haath rakh kar usko halke-halke sehlaya aur masla aur mein siskiyan chhorne lagi





Tabhi…


Knock! Knock! Knock!


“Chacha! Bhabhi! Bahar aa jao na… dinner taiyar hai!” Geeta ki jawan aur mast awaaz darwaze ke bahar se aayi.


Ramesh ne mujhe aur tight se pakad liya, meri gaand ko zor se dabate hue kaan mein garam awaaz mein bola, “Uffff… abhi toh teri yeh mulayam gaand aur chuchiyan enjoy kar raha tha… Geeta bhi itni jaldi yaad kar legi.”


Maine sharma kar uske seene par muh chhupa liya. Meri saans abhi bhi tez thi. “Pati ji… chhodiye… woh intezaar kar rahi hogi.”


Lekin Ramesh ne mujhe jaldi se nahi chhoda. Usne meri ek choochi ko haath mein lekar dheere se masla aur nipple ko ungli se chhedte hue fuskuraya.


Knock! Knock!


“Arre jaldi aa jao dono! Aaj toh special feast hai – Chacha aur Bhabhi ki nayi shadi ki khushi mein! Sab taiyar hai,” Geeta ne zor se kaha, awaaz mein khushi aur chanchalpan tha.


Maine jaldi se apni saree sambhali. Blouse ke hooks band kiye, lekin meri chuchiyan abhi bhi ubhari hui thi aur nipples blouse ke kapde se saaf dikhai de rahe the. Pallu ko theek se lapetne ki koshish ki, lekin Ramesh ne peeche se aa kar meri kamar pakad li aur meri gaand par apna mota lund (dhoti ke upar se) ek baar zor se ragad diya.


“Roshni… raat ko yeh adhura kaam poora karenge meri pyari biwi,” usne kaan mein garam saans chhodte hue kaha.


Hum dono bahar nikle. Veranda mein sundar sajawat thi – diya, phool, rangoli. Table par bahut saara khana – parathe, sabziyan, halwa aur special dishes.


Geeta wahan khadi thi. Ramesh ki niece, umar lagbhag 24-25 saal, bahut sundar aur jawan – patli kamar, badi ubhari chuchiyan aur moti gaand wali. Woh tight salwar-kameez mein thi jo uske curves ko achhe se dikha rahi thi. Woh muskurate hue hum dono ko dekh rahi thi.


“Arre wah Chacha… Bhabhi ko itna chipkaye hue ho! Shadi ka asar abhi tak hai kya?” Geeta ne mazak kiya aur mujhe gale lagaya. Usaki badi, tight chuchiyan meri chuchiyon se ragad gayi, jo mujhe ek current si laga gayi.


Mukesh Mama bhi wahan baith kar muskurate hue mujhe dekhe ja rahe the. Unki nazar seedha meri blouse par thi.



Dinner ke dauran Ramesh mera haath pakde baitha tha. Table ke neeche uska pair meri jhanghon se ragad raha tha. Geeta khana serve kar rahi thi aur baar-baar hum dono ki “nayi jodi” ki taareef kar rahi thi. Kabhi woh jhuk kar serve karti toh uski kameez se uski cleavage saaf dikhai deti.


“Bhabhi… aap bahut sundar lag rahi hain aaj. Yeh peach saree aap par kitni achhi lagti hai,” Geeta ne muskurate hue kaha, lekin uski nazar meri ubhari chuchiyon par thahar gayi thi.



Mukesh Mama ne mujhe extra halwa rakhte hue kaha, “Bahu… yeh kha lo. Raat mein energy chahiye hogi.” Unki tharki aankhein mujhe chhed rahi thi.


Geeta ne Ramesh se mazak kiya, “Chacha, Bhabhi ko itna mat thaka dena… kal subah bhi toh uthna hai.” Phir woh mujhe aankh maarti hui boli, “Bhabhi, agar Chacha zyada pareshan kare toh mujhe bata dena… main sambhal lungi.”


Meri bur andar se phir se geeli hone lagi thi – Ramesh ka pair table ke neeche, Mama ki nazrein, aur Geeta ki chanchal baatein aur uske tight badan ka nazara.


Khana khate-khate Ramesh ne mere kaan mein dheere se fuskuraya, “Jaldi khatam kar meri jaan… bedroom mein teri gaand aur chuchiyon ka intezaar kar raha hai.”


Kuch palon mein lekin  Ramesh kisi se baatein karne chale gaye tabhi Mama aaye mere paas.


Mama sofa par mere bilkul paas aa kar baith gaye. Unka mota badan meri taraf jhuk gaya. Unhone dheere se meri kamar par haath rakh diya aur garam awaaz mein bola,


“Arre bahu… aaj raat mein bhi itni sundar lag rahi ho. Yeh peach rang ki saree teri patli kamar par kitni tight hai. Aur yeh ubhari hui chuchiyan… blouse mein bhi samane nahi aa rahi hain.”


Unka haath meri smooth peeth par ghumne laga. Unki ungliyan meri peeth ki mulayam skin ko sehlate hue upar neeche karne lagi. Meri saans tez ho gayi.


“Mama… aap…” main dheere se boli, lekin unka haath nahi hataya.


Mama hasse aur mere kaan ke paas muh le aaye, garam saans chhodte hue bole, “Kya baat hai bahu? Mama ko apni yeh mulayam peeth chhoo lene de. Kitni naram aur garam hai teri peeth… jaise doodh ki tarah. Ramesh toh abhi gaya hai, abhi toh Mama tujhe pyar se chhoo sakta hai.”


Unhone meri ek smooth bahon par haath ferte hue usko dheere se sehlaya. Phir dusri bahon ko bhi pakad kar masalne lage. Unki ungliyan meri bahon ki naram skin par ghum rahi thi, kabhi halke se dabate hue.


“Uffff bahu… teri yeh bahen kitni mulayam hain. Itni chikni aur patli… haath lagate hi man nahi bhar raha.”


Mama ka haath dheere se neeche ki taraf sarka aur meri jhanghon par pahunch gaya. Unhone meri saree ke upar se hi meri moti jhanghon ko pakad kar zor se dabaya. Meri taange kaanp uthi.



“Arre waah… teri yeh jhanghen toh bilkul rasili hain bahu. Itni bhaari aur naram… Mama ko dabane de thoda. Dekh, kitni achhe se mere haath mein aa rahi hain.”


Unhone dono haathon se meri jhanghon ko masalne shuru kar diya, kabhi upar ki taraf sehlate hue, kabhi zor se squeeze karte hue. Meri bur andar se phir se geeli hone lagi thi. Mama ki nazrein meri chuchiyon par tik gayi thi.


“Bahu… teri yeh moti jhanghen dabate hue hi Mama ka lund khada ho gaya hai. Agar tu permission de toh Mama tujhe aur bhi pyar se chhoo le. Teri smooth peeth, teri naram bahen, teri bhaari jhanghen… sab Mama ke liye taiyar hain na?”


Main sharma kar aankhein jhuka li, lekin sharir unke haathon se door nahi ho raha tha. Mama meri peeth par haath ghumate hue, meri bahon ko sehlate hue aur meri jhanghon ko dabate hue baar-baar garam-garam baatein kar rahe the.

Unka ek haath meri smooth peeth par dheere dheere ghum raha tha, kabhi ungliyon se halke se kharochte hue, kabhi puri palm se masalte hue. Meri peeth ki mulayam skin par unki garam ungliyan upar se neeche ki taraf ja rahi thi, jisse meri poori peeth mein siharan daud rahi thi.


“Arre bahu… teri peeth kitni naram aur chikni hai… haath lagate hi man nahi bhar raha,” Mama ne garam saans chhodte hue kaan mein bola.



Meri saans tez ho gayi thi. Main sharma kar aankhein jhuka li, lekin sharir unke sparsh se door nahi ho pa raha tha. Unka haath meri peeth ke neeche ki taraf sarka aur meri kamar ki curve ko pakad kar zor se dabane laga. Meri bur mein phir se nami feel hone lagi.


Phir unka dusra haath meri dusri bahon par pahunch gaya. Unhone meri bahon ko dono taraf se pakad kar dheere dheere sehlane shuru kiya, ungliyon se meri naram skin ko chhedte hue. Kabhi kabhi unki ungliyan meri bahon ke andar ki taraf ghum jaati, jahan skin sabse mulayam thi. Meri taange kaanp rahi thi.


Mama ka haath phir se meri jhanghon par laut aaya. Unhone saree ke upar se hi meri moti jhanghon ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur zor zor se squeeze karne lage. Unki ungliyan meri jhanghon ke andar ki taraf dab rahi thi, bilkul close lekin andar nahi ja rahi.


“Uffff bahu… teri yeh jhanghen toh bilkul ras bhari hain. Itni bhaari, itni naram… dabate hue Mama ko bahut maza aa raha hai,” unhone garam awaaz mein kaha.


Main siskari bhar uthi, “Mama… aap… bahut shararti ho…” meri awaaz kaanp rahi thi. Meri chuchiyan upar neeche ho rahi thi tez saans ke saath aur nipples blouse ke andar sakht ho chuke the. Meri bur ab bahut geeli ho chuki thi, andar se garam lahrein uth rahi thi.


Mama ne meri peeth par haath ko aur gehra ferte hue meri kamar ko kas kar pakad liya aur dusre haath se meri jhangh ko upar ki taraf sehlane lage. Unki ungliyan meri inner thighs ke bahut paas tak pahunch rahi thi, jisse meri poori body mein current daud raha tha. Main apni janghon ko ek dusre se dabane lagi, lekin unka haath wahan se hat nahi raha tha.


Meri aankhon mein sharm aur hawas dono the. Guilt bhi ho raha tha Ramesh ji ke liye, lekin Mama ke garam haathon ka yeh sparsh mere sharir ko sulga raha tha. Meri smooth peeth, meri naram bahen aur meri bhaari jhanghen sab unke haathon ke neeche tadap rahi thi.





Main sirf sharma kar apni janghon ko dabaye baithi rahi. Raat aur garam hone wali thi.

[Rahul Sethi]

Roshni to puri tarah garam ho chuki hai lekin pata nahi kya hoga age…kab tak control karegi…agar raat ko Roshni aur Ramesh k saath mama bhi jud jaye threesome ke liye to maza aa jayega.

[Rahul Sethi]

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