Pichla bhaag padhe:- Bhabhi ka wo anjana nasha
Main, Harsh Roy, 19 saal ka jawan ladka, Indore ka rehne wala, bua ke ghar se wapas aa chuka tha. Par Shalini bhabhi ka nasha mere dil aur dimaag pe chhaaya hua tha.
Uski gori chamdi, 36-34-38 ke curves, bade doodh, aur wo curvy gaand! Wo raat jab maine unhe bhaiya ke sath dekha, aur kitchen mein hui chudai, sab mere zehan mein goonj raha tha.
Par bua ne hame pakad liya tha. “Harsh, tu aaj hi ghar wapas jaa! Aur Shalini, Vikram ko pata chala to ghar toot jayega!” bua ne gusse mein chillaya tha. Bhabhi ro padi thi, aur main darr ke maare chup tha.
Jaate waqt maine bhabhi ko dekha. Wo udas thi, par uski aankhon mein ek ummeed thi, jaise bol rahi ho, “Mat jaa, ruk jaa.” Par main bus pakad ke ghar aa gaya. Raat ho chuki thi jab main ghar pahuncha.
Sab poochne lage, “Itni jaldi bina bataye kyun aa gaya?” Maine kuch nahi bola, bas kaha, “Thak gaya hu, dinner karke aaya hu,” aur apne kamre mein so gaya.
Agli subah jab main nahane ke liye bag unpack kar raha tha, to dekha, bhabhi ki pink panty! Galti se main le aaya tha.
Maine use soongha, aur kya madhosh karne wali mehak thi. Bhabhi ka nasha fir chha gaya. Raha nahi gaya to bathroom mein hilane laga. Fir naha ke fresh ho gaya.
Is tarah 8 maheene nikal gaye, pata hi nahi chala. Indore mein thand aa chuki thi, aur isi beech papa-mummy ki wedding anniversary aa gayi. Hamne plan banaya ki sab rishtedaron ko ghar pe bula ke celebrate karenge. Papa-mummy ne sab ko invite karna shuru kiya. Fir jab baari aayi bua-fufa ko bulane ki, maine dimag lagaya. Ye mauka tha bhabhi ko ghar pe bulane ka!
Maine mummy se kaha, “Bua-fufa to theek, par is baar bhabhi-bhaiya sab ko invite kijiye.”
Mummy ne bua ko phone kiya, aur thodi naa-nukur ke baad bua maan gayi sab ko laane ke liye. Main anniversary ki planning mein lag gaya, dil mein ek tadap thi bhabhi se milne ki.
Anniversary wala din aa gaya. Dheere-dheere sab rishtedar ghar pe aa rahe the. Par jiska mujhe intezaar tha, wo nahi aayi. Subah se shaam ho gayi, main bechain tha. Achanak ek car ghar ke bahar ruki. Pehle fufa utre, fir bua, aur main sochne laga bhabhi nahi aayi.
Dil udaas hone laga. Par tabhi bhabhi car se nikli! Tight red saree mein, ek-dum qayamat lag rahi thi. Main khushi se pagal sa ho gaya, par himmat nahi hui bua aur bhabhi ke saamne jaane ki. Main chupke se side mein chhup gaya. Thodi der baad himmat karke bua ke paas gaya, pair chhue.
Bua ne mujhe ajeeb tareeke se dekha, aashirwad diya, aur ghar mein chali gayi. Bhabhi ne mujhe dekha bhi nahi. Shayad wo gussa thi ya ignore kar rahi thi. Anniversary celebration shuru hua. Mummy-papa ne cake kaata, ek-doosre ko ring pehnayi, aur fir dance ka time aaya.
Main bhabhi ke paas jaane ki koshish karta. Par bua ki nazar mujhpe thi, to ruk jata. Raat ke 11 baj gaye, aur kaafi rishtedar ghar pe hi ruk gaye, including bua ki family. Maine socha, jo karna hai aaj hi karna hai. Bua, mummy, aur kuch bade log so gaye. Bhabhi aur do-teen ladies bhi so gayi.
Ab 12 baj chuke the, aur main apne kamre mein tha. Tabhi dekha bhabhi susu karne uthi, bathroom ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Maine chupke se use apne kamre mein kheench liya.
Andhera tha, maine lights band rakhe the. Bhabhi darr gayi, “Kya ho raha hai?!” Maine dheere se kaha, “Main hu, Harsh.
” Wo boli, “Kya kar rahe ho? Mujhe tumse baat nahi karni, koi dekh lega!” Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, aap aise kyun react kar rahi hai? Pata hai maine kitna kiya aapko yahan bulane ke liye?”
Wo gusse mein boli, “Mujhe farak nahi padta! Toone 8 maheene ek baar bhi baat nahi ki!” Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, main roz baat karna chaahta tha, par aapki married life kharaab na ho, isliye chup raha.” Wo thodi shant hui, uski aankhon mein ek dard tha. Maine uska hath pakda, aur use bed pe bitha diya. “Bhabhi, bas ek baar,” maine kaha, aur uske garam lips pe kiss kar diya.
Wo pehle hichkichayi, par fir usne bhi mere lips choosne shuru kiye. “Harsh, ye galat hai… par mujhe bhi ye chahiye,” usne siskari ke sath kaha. Maine uski saree ka pallu utara, aur uske bade, naram doodh pe hath rakha.
Uske nipples tight ho chuke the, aur wo sihar uthi, “Aahh, Harsh, dheere!” Maine uska blouse khola, ek nipple ko muh mein liya, chooste hue doosre ko masalne laga. Wo tadap rahi thi, “Harsh, tu mujhe pagal kar dega!” Maine uski saree aur petticoat upar kiya, aur uski geeli chut pe ungliyan ragdi.
Wo boli, “Harsh, mujhe tera lund chahiye, abhi!” Maine apna 6. 5 inch ka lund nikala, jo poora tann chuka tha, aur uski chut pe ragadne laga. Wo tadap ke boli, “Daal do, Harsh, jaldi!” Maine use bed pe litaya, uske pair failaye, aur ek zordaar dhakka maara. Mera lund uski tight garam chut mein poora ghus gaya.
Wo cheekh padi, “Aahhh, Harsh!” par maine uske muh pe hath rakha. Maine dhakke shuru kiye, aur wo apni gaand utha-utha ke sath de rahi thi. Uske doodh bounce kar rahe the, aur main unhe masalte hue use aur tez choda. “Harsh, aur zor se… tera har dhakka mujhe jannat dikhata hai!” uski siskariyan kamre mein goonj rahi thi.
Sex ke josh mein maine uski panty phaad di, aur tabhi mujhe yaad aayi wo pink panty! Maine bed ke paas rakhi wo panty uthayi, aur bhabhi ko de di, “Ye aapki thi, galti se le aaya tha.” Wo sharma gayi, par has padi, “Harsh, tu kitna pagal hai!”
Maine usse ghumaya, uski curvy gaand ko pakad ke ghodi banaya, aur uske baal kheenchte hue ek aur dhakka maara. Uski gaand har dhakke ke sath thap-thap kar rahi thi, aur maine uspe ek thappad maara. Wo maze se chillayi, “Haa, Harsh, aise hi chhod mujhe!” Maine uske doodh pakad ke zor se dabaye, aur uski chut ke andar ek aag si jal rahi thi.
Usne apne naakhun meri peeth mein gadaye, aur boli, “Harsh, main jhadne wali hu… aur mat ruk!” Hum dono ek sath jhad gaye, aur thak kar ek-doosre se chipak gaye.
Par tabhi bhabhi ne ek raaz khola. “Harsh, mujhe tujhse ek baat bolni hai,” usne roti hui awaaz mein kaha. “Main Vikram se khush nahi hu. Wo mujhe waqt nahi deta, aur main akeli pad gayi hu.
Par ye sab main isliye kar rahi hu kyunki… mujhe ek bachha chahiye, aur Vikram se ye nahi ho sakta.” Ye sun ke mere hosh ud gaye. Bhabhi mujhse isliye close aayi thi taaki main use pregnant kar du! Main shocked tha, par uska dard dekh ke dil pighal gaya.
Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, main tumhare sath hu, par ye kitna risky hai.” Wo ro padi, “Harsh, mujhe pata hai, par main majboor hu.”
Tabhi ek khatarnaak awaaz aayi, kamre ke bahar kisi ke kadam! Hum dono darr gaye. Bhabhi ne jaldi se saree theek ki, aur maine kapde pehne. Darwaza khula, aur wahan khadi thi neighbor aunty, Rekha! Wo bhabhi ki dost thi, aur shayad party ke baad ruk gayi thi.
Usne hame ajeeb nazron se dekha, aur boli, “Shalini, ye kya chal raha hai?” Bhabhi ghabra gayi, “Rekha, kuch nahi… bas baat kar rahe the.” Par Rekha ki aankhon mein ek shaitani muskaan thi. “Main chup rahungi, par iska ek daam hai,” usne kaha, aur chupke se bhabhi ke kaan mein kuch kaha.
Bhabhi ka chehra safed pad gaya, aur wo mujhe dekhti reh gayi. Rekha chali gayi, par uski wo muskaan mujhe darane lagi. Bhabhi ne kaha, “Harsh, ab hame aur sambhal ke rehna hoga.”
Ab kya hoga? Rekha ka kya raaz hai? Kya bhabhi aur main apna nasha chhupa payenge? Ya ye nayi musibat sab barbaad kar degi? Ye to agle part mein pata chalega!
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