Hi dost, ye kahani do beheno ki hai jo aaj main likhne ja rahi hu.
Badi behen ka naam Yogita hai aur choti behen ka naam Diksha. Yogita ki umar 28 saal ki hai aur ek shaadi shuda mahila hai jiska figure 34-28-34 hai. Aur Diksha 23 saal ki kuwari ladki hai jiska figure 36-30-34 hai jo ab study kar rahi hai.
Ab aate hai story par:
Hi, main Yogita. Main apne sasural apne pati ke saath rehti hu aur acchi zindagi guzar rahi hu. Meri shaadi ko 4 saal ho chuke hai aur ab tak baccha nahi huwa.
Mere pati, Jeevan, ke saath mere sex accha hota tha par phir bhi baccha nahi huwa. Shayad iska karan bhi main hi thi.
Shuru mein jab shaadi huwi toh mere papa khush nahi the shaadi se kyu ki love marriage thi, aur wo mujhe dhamki de kar bolte the ki, “Shaadi toh kar li ho… par jab tak acchi se settled na ho jao, tab tak baccha nahi hona chahiye.”
Aur papa ki dhamki ka asar ye huwa ki main baccha na hone ki tablet lene lagi aur husband se bhi jhagra hone laga, jo mujhe baad mein pata chala ki galatfahmi mere papa hi paida kar rahe the.
Papa ab bhi khush nahi the aur aaj 4 saal ho chuke hai papa baar baar kuch na kuch galatfahmi paida kar dete hai hum husband wife ke bichon mein.
Phir ek baar main Raksha Bandhan mein apne mayke gayi aur waha mera milna mere boyfriend se ho gaya.
Boyfriend, jiska naam Pulkit tha, wo dekhne mein thikthak hi tha. Uske baal thore kam the par pyar bahut karta tha mujhe. Maine uske baal kam hone ke karan hi chora tha.
Mujhe kaafi din ho chuke the mayke aaye huwe aur iss beech main phir se apne boyfriend, Pulkit, ke taraf akarshit hone lagi.
Hum dono ab phone par baat karne lage aur sex ki baat hone lagi.
Pulkit: Ab toh tum pehle se acchi dekhne lagi ho… lagta hai pati bahut pyar karta hai.
Yogita: Kaha, yaar? Ab tak ek baccha nahi huwa aur tum pyar ki baat karte ho??
Pulkit: Baccha nahi huwa, ye baat toh hai… par tumhe dekh kar aisa laga ki tumhare pati ne khoob mehnat ki hai tumhare upar.
Yogita: Aisa kya dekh liya jo aise bol rahe ho tum?
Pulkit: Tumhara figure ab bhar gaya hai aur ye saaf pata chalta hai ki maza le rahi ho tum.
Yogita: Aisa kuch nahi… agar maza hi leti toh baccha bhi ho jata.
Pulkit: Baccha toh ho hi jayega… aaj nahi toh kal.
Yogita: Ha… dekhte hai kya hota hai.
Pulkit: Accha… kya pehni ho abhi?
Yogita: Tops aur half-pant.
Pulkit: Hot lag rahi hogi na tum… kaash tumhe dekh pata.
Yogita: Aa kar dekh lo kaisi lag rahi hu.
Pulkit: Sach mein? Main aa raha hu… tum upar wale room mein aa jao… main upar ke raste se aa raha hu.
Mera dill zor se dhadakne laga ki, “Ye ab manega nahi aur zarur aayga hi.” Aur ab kya karu, kya nahi, samaj nahi aaya. Maine phir se mana kia par ab wo mana hi nahi aur kuch hi der mein wo aa gaya.
Pulkit: Darwaza kholo, Yogita… main aa gaya hu… jaldi karo.
Main darwaza kholi aur jaldi se Pulkit ko andar kar ke darwaza bandh kar di.
“Yaha kyu aaye ho tum? Koi dekh leta toh pata hai na kya hota?”
Pulkit: Ab tum akeli thi… aur mujhe bada mann tha ki ek baar dekhu ki kaisi lag rahi ho… isliye aaya main.
Yogita: Toh ab dekh liya na… ab jao yaha se.
Pulkit: Arey… aise kaise chala jau? Ab main kuch der baad hi jaunga…
Aur ye bolte huwe wo mujhe hug kar liya. Mere boobs uske chhaati se lag gaye aur uske pasine ki gandh mujhe pagal karne lagi.
Yogita: Oh, Pulkit… main sach mein tumhe miss kar rahi thi… jab se mayke aai hu, tumhare baare mein hi soch rahi thi.
Pulkit: Accha? Aisa kya soch liya mere baare mein?
Yogita: Pulkit, meri ek help karoge?
Pulkit: Ha… tum bolo, Yogita… main toh tumse aaj bhi pyar karta hu.
Yogita: Wo… main bol rahi thi ki kya tum mujhe baccha doge?
Pulkit: Kya!? Ye kya bol rahi ho tum!? Tumhare pati ko pata chala toh??? Aur mujse tum garbhvati kyu hona chahati ho?
Yogita: Wo… mujhe baccha chahiye… main pregnant nahi ho rahi hu… isliye.
Pulkit: Aaj kal acche doctors hai… medical treatment lo… aur baccha karo. Agar kisi ko pata chala ki main tumhare baccha ka papa hu toh bahut problem ho jayega.
Yogita: Kuch nahi hoga… aur kya tum mujhe pyar nahi karte? Tumhe meri kasam hai, Pulkit… tumhe karna hoga.
Ye bol kar main uske haath ko apne dono boobs par rakh di aur boli, “Ab main tumhari hu.”
Pulkit ne apne mann mein socha ki, “Accha hai… iss bahane Yogita ko acchi se chod kar ragar dunga.”
Yogita: Kya sochne lage, Pulkit? Bolo kuch.
Pulkit: Dekho… Yogita, agar baccha chahiye toh tumhe mere saath ek baar nahi… baar baar kai dino tak sambandh banana hoga… kya tumhe manzur hai?
Yogita: Pulkit… ek baat bolo… sacchi ek dum kya tum yaha sirf mujhe dekhne aaye the ya phir ye soch kar ki sex karunga?
Pulkit: Ha… thik bol rahi ho, Yogita, tum… main aaya toh tumhe chodne hi tha par ab maksad sirf chudai nahi reh gayi… ab tumhe maa bhi banana hai.
Yogita: Toh phir jab tak yaha hu, maza lo… aur mujhe bhi maza do chudai ka… aur ek baccha bhi de do.
Pulkit: Ek baat hai… bolu? Bura mat mann lena… mujhe tumhari behen, Diksha, bahut pasand hai… aur main usse shaadi karna chahata hu.
Yogita: Arey… ye toh acchi baat hai… par kya wo bhi tumse pyar karti hai?
Pulkit: Usko kuch nahi pata… aur ab tum mujhe aur Diksha ko ek karogi… promise karo.
Maine apne mann mein sochi ki, “Ye thik bhi hai… mera boyfriend accha hai… paise bhi acche hai… papa bhi mann hi jayenge…” aur main promise kar leti hu.
Pulkit: Oh, meri Yogita… ab dekho tumhe main kaise chod kar baccha deta hu.
Pulkit ne mujhe ek dum se zor se pakad liya aur mere honth ko chusne laga. Mujhe ye accha laga aur ek acchi wali feelings aane lagi jo husband ke saath nahi aati thi.
Main bhi ab Pulkit ko kiss kar rahi thi aur wo meri jeebh ko apne muh mein le kar chus jata. Phir mere muh mein apni jeebh daal deta jisko main chusne lagti.
Phir wo meri pant ke andar ek haath daal kar meri chut sehlane laga aur main bhi uske pant ke upar se hi lund sehlane lagi. Phir usne khud apni pant ka hook khol kar pant niche ki.
Pulkit: Dekho, Yogita… ye jo ab mere underwear ke andar hai, ye hi tumhara naseeb hai aur ye hi tumhe maa banayega… ab tum ko hi sambhalna hai isko.
Yogita: Pulkit, mere naseeb ko underwear mein ab mat chupao… azaad karo isko aur meri takdir ka tala ko apni chabi se khol do.
Pulkit: Ha, Yogita… tumhari chut mein jo tala hai, wo mere lund ki chabi se hi khulega… aur jab tak tum yaha ho, hum ek husband wife ban kar sex karenge.
Yogita: Agar husband wife ki baat hai toh tum mujhe pyar ek rani bana kar karo aur sex ki baat hai toh mujhe ek randi samajh kar chodo.
Pulkit: Ha, meri rani… kuch hi der mein tum meri randi banogi, Yogita.
Main Pulkit ke aage niche ghutnon mein baith gayi aur underwear ko kiss karne lagi. Saath hi apne ek haath underwear ke andar daal kar lund pakad kar dabane lagi.
Pulkit: Aahhh… jaan… kitna accha lag raha hai tumhara ye haath mere lund par… mann karta hai ye haath hamesha mere lund ko pakde rahe.
Yogita: Ab lund pakdi hu toh bilkul nahi jane dungi haath se… ab tum hamesha ke liye mere ho.
Pulkit: Ab tum jaise maal ka kon nahi hona pasand karega… sach kahu, tumhe toh koi bhi chod dega, Yogita… tum badi hot aur sexy ho.
Main underwear ko niche sarka di aur uska lund ek dum se bahar ki. Phir, lund mere muh ke paas uchal kar aaya jisko main dekhti hi reh gayi. Lund ki topi khuli huwi bilkul laal aur uske do mote mote gotiyon malai se bhari huwi ko dekhte hi chut gili hone shuru ho gayi.
Main dono haatho se lund ko sehlane lagi aur apni jeebh ko lund par ferane lagi. Lund par se dheemee-dheemee pesab ki dandh aur pasine ki gandh aa rahi thi jo mujhe mast kar raha tha.
Pulkit: Aahhh… Yogita… kya mast lund chaat rahi ho! Maza hi aa gaya mujhe… ab muh mein le lo aur mujhe pura maza do… kitna zyada khush tum mujhe karogi, baccha bhi waisa hi sundar aur healthy paida hoga.
Main lund chaat hi rahi thi ki Pulkit ne zor se mere baal pakde aur apna lund seedhe mere muh ke andar daal diya aur bola ki, “Ab tum koi rani nahi… balki meri randi ho.”
Pulkit: Ha tum meri randi ho jo yaha chudai karwa kar mere se baccha paida karogi aur bacche ko kisi aur ka naam dogi… toh huwi na tum ek number ki randi?
Main chup ho kar lund muh mein le kar sab sun rahi thi aur ye sach bhi tha ki ab main kaam toh ek randi wala hi kar rahi thi jo pati ke alawa kisi aur ka lund chus kar chodne wali thi aur baccha bhi paida karne ja rahi thi.
Pulkit ne pura zor laga kar meri muh chodne laga aur mann mein socha ki, “Yogita ke baad iski choti behen Diksha ko bhi aise hi chodunga… par mann toh kar raha tha ki shaadi hi kar lu jo dono behen ko ek saath chodu.”
Mujhe ulti hone lagi aur saanse fulne lagi jis tarah se Pulkit apna mota lund mere muh mein daal kar chod raha tha. Aise lag raha tha ki usne sach mein mujhe randi mann liya hai.
Pulkit ne dekha ki meri saanse fulne lagi aur main haath se usko maar kar rukne bol rahi hun. Toh wo lund mere muh ke bahar kar liya.
Yogita: Saale… mujhe maar hi doge, kya?
Pulkit: Tumhe marne aur tumhari chut marne hi toh aaya hu main.
Yogita: Accha… ab bed par chalo aur main sikhati hu pyar kya hota hai tumhe.
Pulkit: Wah… madam, mujhe toh pura nanga kar diya… aur khud ab tak kapde mein ho… ye toh galat baat hai na?
Yogita: Main sab karungi… aram se… pyar se dungi apni chut… ab maza le kar karte hai aur yadgar banate hai sex ko.
Pulkit bed par let gaya aur main uske upar aa kar usko phir se lipkiss karne lagi. Aur phir Pulkit ke gardan, kaan aur phir uski chhaati ko chaatne lagi. Phir uske nipple ko muh mein le kar chusti toh usko gudgudi ho jati.
Pulkit pasine se bhigne laga aur namkin pasina mere honth ko namkin kar raha tha. Phir main niche aate huwe lund ko chaatne lagi aur kuch hi der mein main uski lund ki gotiyon ko muh ke andar le kar chusne lagi.
Pulkit: Aahhh… jaan… please, gotiyon mein dard ho jayega… muh se bahar nikalo, please.
Main mann hi mann ab khush thi ki, “Jab lund mere muh ke andar daala tha toh meri bhi yehi halat thi… main maar hi jati… sansen fulne lagi thi… ab tum bhi maza lo.”
Main phir gotiyon ko acchi se chus kar muh se bahar nikal kar diya. Phir niche uski jaangh ko chaat-te huwe uske pair ki ungliyon ko apne muh mein le kar chusne lagi.
Pulkit ka chehara dekhne layak tha. Shyad koi uske saath aisa nahi kia ho aur karegi kyu? Ladki pair chatwati hai, chaat-ti nahi hai.
Ek dum se Pulkit ne mere kandhe ko pakda aur apni aur kheech kar phir se lipkiss karne laga aur zor zor se meri chuttad ko dabane laga.
Pulkit phir mere tops ko khula aur andar toh main bra pehni hi nahi thi.
Pulkit: Wow… kya mast boobs hai, yaar, tumhare… bilkul shape mein hai… gol-gol. (Aur apni ungli se dono boobs ke nipples ko daba diya)
Yogita: Aahhh… itni zor se mat dabao… dard ho raha hai… aahhhh..
Wo phir mere boobs ko haath mein le kar zor zor se dabane laga. Mujhe dard toh ho raha tha par pata tha ki dard toh hoga hi ab chudai hogi toh.
Pulkit: Bahut naram ho, yaar, tum… Yogita, tumhari acchi se lunga, main jab tak yaha hu… ragar kar chodunga tumhe toh main.
Yogita: Ha… chod lena jitna dam hai… sara laga dena par phir meri behen ke liye bhi kuch bacha kar rakh lena.
Pulkit: Saali… tumhe aur tumhari behen ko main ek hi bistar mein chodunga… ab ye niche ka dikha, mujhe… kyu chut ko chupa rahi ho?
Main apni pant aur panty dono utarne lagi. Pulkit ek nazar meri chut ko dekh raha tha. Phir seedhe mujhe bed par leta kar mere pair ko faila kar bola, “Kya mast lambi uthi huwi chut hai ye!”
Pulkit seedhe mere chut par muh laga diya aur chaat gaya jo ras tapak raha tha chut se.
Pulkit: Namkin pani hai chut ka… bilkul tumhare jaisa… maza aa gaya… aaj toh main kisi aur ki biwi aur meri hone wali bacche ki maa ke saath meri badi saali ko chodne wala hu.
Yogita: Ha… mere pati, mere jamai ji… pehle mujhe pregnant karo chod ke… dekho, kaise meri chut pani chor rahi hai lund ke liye.
Pulkit: Itni jaldi nahi chodunga… abhi toh ye namkin jism ko acchi se chatunga aur chut ka ras peena hai… sach kahu toh tumhare jaise maal bahut kam hai jo itni bindass ho kar shaadi ke baad apne purane boyfriend ko chut deti hai.
To be continued…