Misc. Erotica Ye kya kar baithi... Riya real story with 2 anjan middle aged uncles

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Mai dar se bhari hui thi lekin kya karti... koi nahi tha sath dene ke liye.. chhotu bhi kai dino se nahi aaya tha..

Fir mera dhyan us camera pe gaya maine upar towel dala.. or us camera pe bhot chhote letters me naam likha tha..

Mujhe yaad aaya ki ye to mere sasurji ke dost ki company hai.. iska matlab ye cameras unke dost ne lagaye hai ya unhone???

Lekin q?

Aise q kiya hai unhone... ghar me security ke liye camera lagane the to mujhe pahele bata sakte the.. upar se mere room me bhi laga hai..

Aise to nhi hona chahiye tha..

Mujhe in sab me kuch to badi gad bad lag rahi thi.. papa ka aise chale jan.. Ajay ka itne time se ghar nahi aana aur phone bhi na uthana.. kuch to gadbad hai..

Aur gad bad na bhi ho.. fir bhi mujhe pata to lagana hoga camera kiska hai... usme ek murder recorded hai..

Maine ek plan banaya... aur uske hisab se maine sasurji ko call kiya...

Call laga bhi gaya aur unhone utha bhi liya..


Mai: sasurji aap kaha ho? Itne dino se ghar nahi aaye..

S: tumhe letter me bataya to tha q nahi aaraha hu..

M: aapko guilt ho rahi hai to ye sab karna band karo.. lekin ghar se koi bahar chala jata hia kya aise?
Please jaldi wapas aao..

Sasurji: beta mai kis mu se aau tumhare samne??

Mai: vo aap dekho... mujhe aap 1 hour me ghar pe chahiye...

Sasurji: thik haj aata hu.. lekin 1 hour me nahi aapaunga shamm tak aata hu...

Maine bola: kaha pe ho aap jo itna time lagega..

S: baat ko talte hue... are kahi nahi.. kaam hai ek aata hu sham me..

Mai apne plan ke hisab se sab tayar kar liya...

Aur sasur ji shaam me aaye... hum dono sofe pe baith ke idhar udhar ki baat kar rahe the...

Unki baato se ye to samajh gayi ki unhone abhi tak camera recording nhi dekhi..

Hum ek dusre ke bhot karib baithe the.. aur maine aise kapade pahene the jisme se meri cleavage unko dikh rahi thi...

Aur unki haaalat kharab ho rahi thi..




Vo baat karte karte baar baar mera face pe hath rakh ke mera face apni or mod rahe the.. aur bol rahe the.. mujhe dekh ke baat karo.. jab bhi vo aisa karte unke lips mere lips ke bhot karib aajate.. mai somehow use dur kar deti..




Aise karte karte unhone ek baar apne lips mere lips se jod liye aur mujhe kiss karne lage..

Maine bhi kiss ka respond kiya.. unke haath mere boobs ko dabane lage..

Mai thoda dur hui.. thoda socha jo ho raha hai uske baar me .. lekin fir se kiss kar diya unhe...



Sasur joli shocked the ki aaj mai.. kisi tarh ki rok tok q nhi kar rahi hu...

Lekin kuch der baad unhone sochna band kar diya... unko laga hoga.. last session ke baad mai unki pyasi ho gai hu..


Ye baat to sach hai ki mai akeli hu aur mujhe unke jism ki pyas hai.. lekin itni bhi nhi ke mai us pyas ko apni ijjat se upar rakhu ... jo kar rahi thi vo karna jaruri tha...

Ab papa ne.. meri shirt ko khinch ke uske button khol diye... aur mere boobs ko bra ke upar se dabane aur chusne lage.... kabhi mujhe lips pe smooch karte to kabhi boobs ko suck karte..



Papa (sasurji) to jaise pagal ho gaye... meri bra ko nich khinch ke mere bbobs ko suck karne lage..

Maii.. aaaahhhhh... yesa... pappa ji... yea.... oh my god... aaap kitne ache se... aaahhh....


Yes...

Papa ne ek ungli meri chut me dal di.. meri penty ko side me karke..

Aur mujhe kiss karne lage.. aur fir se boobs suck ksrne lage