Mera naam Rahul hai, umar 25 saal. Main ek normal job karta hu aur apni chhoti family ke saath rehta hu. Sabse zyada pyar main apni behan Priya se karta hu. Priya 21 saal ki hai, college final year mein padhti hai. Wo bahut sundar hai – gori, lambe kaale baal, badi aankhein aur ek tight figure (34-28-36).
Ghar mein wo aksar tight tops, short skirts ya thin nighty mein ghoomti hai. Main hamesha usko apni chhoti behan samajhta tha. Lekin pichle kuch mahino se uski jawani mujhe bhi pareshan karne lagi thi.
Hamare ghar ke paas ek online delivery service ka ladka aata tha – naam tha **Ramesh** (24 saal). Wo average height ka tha, lekin body strong thi kyunki roz heavy bags uthata tha. Wo hamesha muskurata rehta tha aur Priya ke saath baatein karta tha. Pehle main isko normal samajhta tha. Lekin dheere-dheere mujhe shak hone laga.
Ek shaam main office se thoda jaldi aa gaya tha. Darwaza khola hi nahi, balki side window se andar jhaanka. Priya living room mein khadi thi aur Ramesh delivery bag lekar khada tha.
Priya ne tight white crop top aur grey shorts pehne hue the. Uski smooth midriff aur thighs saaf dikh rahi thi. Ramesh usko dekh kar muskuraya aur bola, “Didi, aaj aap bahut sundar lag rahi ho. Yeh top aap pe bahut acha lagta hai.”
Priya sharma kar hassi aur boli,
“Bas karo Ramesh… har baar aise compliment dete ho. Package do.”
Ramesh ne bag diya, lekin door nahi hata. Usne Priya ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, “Didi, aap jab hasti ho na… dil khush ho jata hai. Aapka smile bahut cute hai.”
Priya ne halki si aankh maari aur boli, “Zyada baatein mat karo. Bhaiya aa jayenge.”
Lekin usne Ramesh ko jaldi nahi kiya. Ramesh ne dheere se Priya ke haath mein payment lete waqt uske haath ko thoda zyada der tak pakad rakha. Priya ne haath nahi chhudhaya, sirf sharma kar neeche dekha.
Main window ke baahar khada poora scene dekh raha tha. Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Uske baad yeh silsila roz hone laga. Jab bhi delivery aati, Priya khud darwaza kholti thi. Wo Ramesh ke saath baatein karti, hassi-mazak karti aur kabhi-kabhi usko paani ya cold drink bhi deti thi.
Ek din main ghar pe tha, lekin apne room mein chhup ke baitha tha. Darwaza khula tha. Priya ne Ramesh ko andar bulaya tha kyunki barish aa rahi thi.
Ramesh andar aaya. Priya ne usko sofa pe baithne ko kaha. Priya ne tight yellow top aur short skirt pehni hui thi. Jab wo bend ho kar cold drink nikaal rahi thi, uski skirt upar chadhi aur uski smooth thighs saaf dikh rahi thi.
Ramesh ki nazar wahan atak gayi. Usne dheere se kaha, “Didi… aapki legs bahut beautiful hain. Aap gym jaati ho kya?”
Priya sharma kar seedhi hui aur boli, “Ramesh… aisi baatein mat karo. Main college student hu.”
Lekin uske chehre par sharam ke saath masti thi. Ramesh ne has kar kaha, “Didi, sach bol raha hu. Aap itni hot ho ki roz aane ka mann karta hai.”
Priya ne halke se uski baah pe thappad maara aur boli, “Badmash ho tum… ab jao, barish ruk gayi hai.”
Ramesh utha, lekin jaate waqt usne Priya ke haath ko pakad liya aur dheere se uske haath pe kiss kar diya. Priya ne haath chhudhaya nahi, sirf sharma kar aankhein neeche kar li.
Main apne room ke darwaze se poora scene dekh raha tha. Mera lund pant mein khada ho chuka tha. Main chupke se apna haath pant ke andar daal kar dheere se hilane laga.
Uske agle din mummy-papa dono baahar gaye the (kisi rishtedaar ke yahan). Ghar mein sirf main aur Priya the.
Shaam ko delivery aayi. Priya ne darwaza khola. Is baar Ramesh ne bahut der tak baat ki. Priya ne usko andar bulaya aur boli,
“Baitho Ramesh… thoda rest kar lo. Baahar garmi bahut hai.”
Ramesh sofa pe baith gaya. Priya uske paas baith gayi. Dono baatein kar rahe the. Ramesh ne dheere se Priya ke haath pakad liya aur uske haath ko sehlane laga.
Priya ne halki si siski li aur boli,
“Ramesh… yeh galat hai… mera bhai ghar pe hai.”
Ramesh ne muskurate hue kaha, “Sirf haath pakad raha hu didi… aap bahut soft ho.”
Fir Ramesh ne Priya ko apne kareeb kheennch liya. Priya ka sar uske shoulder pe aa gaya. Ramesh ne uske gaal pe halka sa kiss kar diya. Priya ne aankhein band kar li.
Main apne room ke darwaze ke chhed se sab dekh raha tha. Mera haath apne lund par tha aur main dheere se hilane laga tha.
Ramesh ne Priya ki top ke andar haath daal diya aur uski choochiyon ko dabane laga. Priya siskari bhar uthi, “Aaahhh… Ramesh… mat karo… aaahhh…”
Ramesh ne Priya ko sofa pe litaya aur uski top upar ki. Usne Priya ki choochiyon ko choosna shuru kar diya. Priya tadap rahi thi aur uske baal pakad rahi thi.
Main baahar khada dekh raha tha aur tez muth maar raha tha.
Priya ne dheere se kaha, “Ramesh… aur mat… bhaiya aa jayenge…”
Lekin usne Ramesh ko rok nahi diya. Ramesh ne Priya ki skirt upar ki aur panty side mein ki. Usne apni ungli Priya ki chut mein daal di. Priya moan karne lagi, “Aaahhh… Ramesh… dheere… bahut maza aa raha hai…”
Main apne room mein let kar muth maar raha tha aur soch raha tha – Meri behan… delivery boy ke saath…!
Lekin main kuch nahi bola. Sirf chhup ke dekh raha tha aur maza le raha tha.
Agla din Ghar mein sirf main aur Priya the. Main office se jaldi aa gaya tha, lekin andar nahi gaya. Main ghar ke peeche waale balcony ke andhere corner mein chhup gaya tha, jahan se living room aur Priya ka bedroom dono saaf dikh rahe the.
Shaam ke 7 baje ke aas-paas doorbell baji. Priya ne darwaza khola. Aaj Ramesh delivery laaya tha. Priya ne tight black crop top aur grey short skirt pehni hui thi. Uski midriff aur smooth thighs bahut ache se dikh rahi thi.
Ramesh andar aaya aur bag Priya ko dete hue bola, “Didi, aaj bahut garmi hai. Paani mil sakta hai?”
Priya muskurayi aur boli, “Haa, baitho Ramesh. Main paani laati hu.”
Priya kitchen mein gayi. Ramesh sofa pe baith gaya. Jab Priya paani lekar aayi, usne Ramesh ke bilkul paas baith kar glass diya. Ramesh paani peete waqt Priya ko upar se neeche tak dekh raha tha.
Usne dheere se kaha, “Didi, aaj aap bahut hot lag rahi ho. Yeh top aur skirt… bilkul killer combination hai.”
Priya sharma kar hasi aur boli,
“Ramesh, tum hamesha aisi baatein karte ho. Koi dekh lega to?”
Ramesh ne hass kar Priya ke haath pakad liya aur bola, “Aaj to ghar mein sirf hum dono hai na? Bhaiya office mein honge.”
Priya ne haath chhudhaya nahi. Wo sirf sharma kar neeche dekhti rahi. Main balcony ke andhere mein khada sab dekh raha tha. Mera lund pant mein khada ho chuka tha.
Ramesh ne Priya ko apne kareeb kheench liya. Priya ka sar uske shoulder pe aa gaya. Usne Priya ke gaal pe halka sa kiss kiya. Priya ne aankhein band kar li. Fir Ramesh ne uske hontho pe kiss kar diya. Pehla kiss soft tha, lekin jaldi gehra hota gaya. Priya bhi uske gale mein haath daal kar kiss karne lagi.
Kiss ke dauran Ramesh ka haath Priya ki kamar pe tha aur dheere se upar ki taraf badh raha tha. Usne Priya ki crop top ke andar haath daal diya aur uski choochiyon ko dabane laga.
Priya halki si siski bhar uthi,
“Aaahhh… Ramesh… mat karo… aaahhh…”
Ramesh ne top upar ki aur bra ke upar se choochiyon ko choosna shuru kar diya. Priya tadap rahi thi aur uske baal pakad rahi thi.
“Ramesh… aur zor se… aaahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai…”
Ramesh ne Priya ko sofa pe litaya. Uski skirt upar ki aur panty side mein ki. Usne apni jeebh se Priya ki chut chaatni shuru ki. Priya zor se moan karne lagi, “Aaahhh… Ramesh… aur andar… chaato meri chut… haa… bahut achha lag raha hai…”
Priya jhad gayi. Uska poora badan kaamp utha. Fir Ramesh ne apni zip kholi aur apna mota lund baahar nikala. Priya ne usko haath mein pakad liya aur dheere se choosne lagi. Ramesh uske muh mein dhakke maar raha tha.
“Priya… tu bahut acha choosti hai… aaahhh…”
Thodi der baad Ramesh ne Priya ko ghuma kar doggy style mein kiya. Usne apna lund Priya ki chut mein ghusa diya aur zor-zor se dhakke maare. Priya ki gaand hil rahi thi.
“Aaahhh… Ramesh… aur zor se… faad do meri chut… haa… bahut mota hai tera lund…”
Ramesh ne speed badha di. Room mein thap-thap ki awaaz goonj rahi thi. Priya ke moans poore ghar mein phail rahe the.
Last mein Ramesh ne Priya ko apne upar bitha liya. Priya upar-neeche ho rahi thi, uski choochiyan latak rahi thi. Dono ek saath jhad gaye. Ramesh ne Priya ke andar hi garam maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar sofa pe let gaye. Priya Ramesh ke seene pe sar rakh kar leti rahi.
Priya ne dheere se kaha,
“Ramesh… yeh bahut galat hai… lekin bahut maza aaya. Ab tu roz aana. Lekin bhaiya ko kuch pata nahi chalna chahiye.”
Ramesh ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya aur bola, “Main roz aaunga didi… tu bas mujhe bulati rehna.”
Main balcony ke baahar khada poora scene dekh raha tha. Maine tez muth maari aur zor se jhad gaya. Mera lund ab bhi kaamp raha tha. Us raat ke baad Ramesh roz delivery ke bahane aane laga. Priya usko andar bulati aur dono maze lete. Main har baar chupke se dekh raha tha aur maza le raha tha.
Meri behan delivery boy ki ho chuki thi… aur main unka secret dekhne wala ban gaya tha.