Arre yaar, yeh story hai ek aise ladke ki, jo apni cousin sister pe crush rakhta hai. Naam rakhte hain uska Rahul. Rahul ab almost 30 ka ho gaya tha, ek typical Indian middle-class family se; Delhi mein job karta tha IT mein. Uski cousin sister, Priya, uski ma ki bhai ki beti thi – matlab mama ki ladki.
Priya bhi around 25 ki thi, fair skin, slim figure, aur uske boobs aur bouncy ass aise the ki koi bhi dekhe toh dil machal jaaye. Woh Mumbai mein rehti thi, ek fashion designer banne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Dono cousins bachpan se frank the, kyunki family mein close bonding thi. Har festival pe milte, Diwali, Holi, shaadiyon mein.
Ab toh WhatsApp pe roz baat hoti, casual pics aur videos share karte – jaise Priya apne new outfits ki pics bhejti, ya Rahul gym se workout videos.
“Bhaiya, yeh dress kaisa lag raha?” bolke Priya bhejti, aur Rahul reply karta, “Wah di, killer look!”
Par andar se Rahul ka dil dhadak jata tha. Usko lagta tha Priya bhi uspe crush rakhti hai, par Indian society ki boundaries ki wajah se kabhi bol nahi paati. Family mein incest jaise topics toh bilkul taboo hain na? Logon ko sharam aati hai sochne mein bhi.
Rahul ki life mein twist aaya jab uski shaadi ho gayi. Uski wife Sneha, 25 ki thi, fair aur slim. Uske boobs bade aur perfect shape ke, aur ass bhi bouncy – bilkul Priya jaisi, par thodi zyada outgoing. Sneha ek teacher thi school mein, aur shaadi ke baad woh Rahul ke family mein ghul mil gayi.
Priya se bhi uski acchi ban gayi, kyunki dono same age group ki thi. Priya Mumbai se aati toh Sneha uske saath shopping jaati, aur WhatsApp pe bhi baatein hoti.
“Bhabhi, aap itni hot ho… bhaiya lucky hain!” Priya mazak mein bolti, aur Sneha hans ke reply karti, “Tu bhi kam nahi, Priya. Tere jaise figure pe toh sab marte hain.”
Ek din, shaadi ke ek saal baad, Rahul aur Sneha bedroom mein the. Late night baat kar rahe the, intimate moment tha. Sneha suddenly boli, “Rahul, ek baat bataun? Mujhe Priya bahut pasand hai… like, really pasand. I mean, she’s so beautiful aur fun. Kabhi socha hai ki hum teeno saath… you know, threesome?”
Rahul shock ho gaya, par excited bhi. Uska dil zor se dhadka. Woh socha, yeh mauka hai apna secret share karne ka.
“Sneha, sach bataun? Main bachpan se Priya pe crush rakhta hoon. Usko pics bhejti hai toh main control nahi kar paata. Par society ki wajah se kabhi kuch kiya nahi. If we can have threesome with her, I’d be the happiest man. But kaise? Woh mana kar degi… family mein scandal ho jaayega.”
Sneha excited ho gayi, “Arre, plan banate hain. Pehle tu usko seduce kar… alone time le. Phir main ‘catch’ karungi, par join karungi. She likes you too… I can sense it from how she talks about you.”
Par yeh easy nahi tha. Indian families mein privacy milna mushkil hai. Har time relatives around, moral policing. Rahul socha, next family gathering pe try karega.
Pehla chance mila Diwali pe. Poora family Delhi mein gather hua; mama-mami bhi aaye Priya ke saath. Ghar chhota tha, sab log saath rehte. Rahul aur Priya terrace pe baat kar rahe the, fireworks dekh rahe. Priya ne ek tight kurti pehni thi, uske boobs outline dikh rahe the.
“Bhaiya, aapki life ab set hai na, bhabhi ke saath?” Priya puchi.
Rahul dil ki baat chhupa ke bola, “Haan di… par tu bhi settle ho ja. Koi boyfriend?”
Priya sharma gayi, “Nahi bhaiya… Indian families mein itna easy nahi. Log judge karte hain.”
Rahul ka haath uske haath pe rakh diya, “Tu meri favorite hai, Priya. Kabhi kuch feel kiya mere liye?”
Priya shocked, par hans di, “Bhaiya, yeh galat hai na? Society…”
Par uski aankhon mein kuch tha. Woh chali gayi, par Rahul ko lag raha tha seed plant ho gaya.
Diwali ke baad, Rahul ne Priya ko zyada pics bhejne laga – gym se shirtless wali.
Priya bhi respond karti, “Bhaiya, aap itne fit ho gaye!”
Ek din, video call pe, Priya ne apni new bikini ki pic bheji (woh beach vacation pe thi), galti se shayad.
“Sorry bhaiya, wrong send!” boli.
Par Rahul bola, “Arre no problem… tu stunning lag rahi hai.”
Uski heartbeat fast thi. Sneha ko bataaya, aur woh boli, “Ab next step… alone milo.”
Mushkil tha, kyunki Priya Mumbai mein. Rahul ne office trip ka bahana banaya aur Mumbai gaya. Priya ko bola, “Di, milte hain coffee pe?”
Woh maan gayi aur excited bhi thi. Cafe mein baatein huyi, personal huyi.
“Bhaiya, aap mujhe itna pasand karte ho kyun?” Priya ne poocha.
Rahul risky move liya, “Kyunki tu meri dream girl hai, Priya. Crush hai tujhpe.”
Priya red ho gayi, “Bhaiya, yeh incest hai. Family ko pata chala toh barbaad.”
Par woh nahi gayi, baithi rahi. Rahul ne haath pakda, “Just once, try karte hain. No one will know.”
Priya hesitate karti rahi, par attraction tha. Finally, woh boli, “Okay, par secret rahega.”
Rahul ne hotel book kiya tha. Priya aayi, nervous thi. Dono bed pe baithe, baatein huyi. Rahul ne kiss kiya – pehla kiss. Priya resist ki thodi, “Bhaiya, galat hai…” par phir respond ki.
Uska kurta utara, uske fair boobs bra mein tight the. Rahul ne suck kiye, Priya moan ki, “Ahh bhaiya…” Phir usne Priya ko nanga kiya, uski slim body, bouncy ass ko massage kiya. Priya ka first time nahi tha shayad, par nervous thi.
Rahul ne condom lagaya (safe sex, Indian mindset mein important), aur missionary position mein enter kiya.
“Oh Priya, kitni tight hai tu,” Rahul bola.
Priya chillayi, “Bhaiya, dheere… ahh yes.”
Dono hardcore gaye, doggy style mein Priya ke bouncy ass pe ‘thap thap’ ki awaaz.
Priya cum ki, “Bhaiya, I love you!”
Rahul bhi finish hua. Par guilt aaya dono ko, “Yeh galat tha,” Priya boli, royi thodi.
Rahul ne samjhaya, “It’s our secret.”
Ab plan ka next part. Sneha ko bataaya, aur woh boli, “Ab main aati hoon Mumbai… surprise visit.”
Ek hafte baad, Sneha Mumbai aayi, Priya ke ghar. Par Priya ke parents the, toh plan delay. Finally, ek weekend pe Priya ko bola Rahul ne phone pe, “Di, hotel aa ja… miss kar raha hoon.”
Priya aayi, guilty par excited. Dono phir sex karne lage. Rahul ne Priya ko bed pe litaaya, uske boobs suck kiye, phir 69 position mein. Priya uska cock suck kar rahi thi, “Bhaiya, yeh addictive hai.” Rahul uski pussy lick kar raha tha.
Tabhi door knock hua – Sneha thi, plan ke mutabik. Woh andar aayi, “What the hell? Rahul, Priya?”
Priya dar gayi, “Bhabhi, sorry… please mat bataana.”
Par Sneha smile ki, “Arre, main angry nahi. Actually, I like it. Mujhe bhi Priya pasand hai. Join karun?”
Priya shocked, “Kya?”
Sneha ne apne kapde utare, uske big boobs bounce hue, “Haan, threesome. Let’s make it fun.”
Ab teeno bed pe. Pehle Rahul ne dono ko kiss kiya. Sneha ne Priya ke boobs suck kiye, “Kitne soft hain tere, Priya.”
Priya hesitate, par moan ki. Phir hardcore shuru. Rahul missionary mein Sneha ko fuck kar raha tha. Priya uske side mein uski pussy rub kar rahi thi. Phir switch: Rahul doggy mein Priya ko pela, uske bouncy ass pe slap karte hue, “Ahh di… kitni hot hai tu.”
Sneha ne Priya ke muh mein apni pussy daali, facesitting.
“Lick me, Priya,” boli. Priya ne kiya, first time girl-on-girl.
Phir positions change: Cowgirl mein Priya Rahul ke upar baithi, bounce kar rahi thi, uske boobs up-down. Sneha Rahul ke muh pe baithi, usko lick karwa rahi.
“Oh yes, husband!” Sneha chillayi.
Hardcore gaye, reverse cowgirl mein Sneha Rahul pe. Priya uske balls lick kar rahi. Rahul ne dono ko side by side litaaya, spooning mein ek ko pela, phir doosri ko. Anal try kiya thoda, par Priya mana ki, “Nahi bhaiya, dard hoga.” Toh vaginal hi.
Last mein, Rahul standing position mein Priya ko wall pe tika ke fuck kiya. Sneha uske peeche se uske ass massage kar rahi. Dono girls cum ki multiple times. Moans se room goonj raha tha, “Ahh bhaiya… bhabhi… yes harder!”
Finish hone ke baad, teeno hug kiye. Priya boli, “Yeh galat hai, par mazaa aaya. Par society ko pata nahi chalna chahiye.”
Sneha ne bola, “Secret rahega… hum teeno enjoy karenge.”