Hi guys, humesha stories padhne wala banda aaj apni sach kahani share karne ja raha hoon. Pehchan chupane ke liye name changed hai, but sab real incidents hain. Toh shuru karte hain.
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Mera naam Tilak hai, aur mere ghar mein mom, dad, bhai, bhabhi, aur unka chota beta rehta hai.
Yeh baat tab ki hai jab main apna family business join kiya hi tha. Business mein mujhe itna mann nahi lagta tha. Main mostly ghar hi rehta tha taki bahane se bhabhi ke mumme dekh sakoon aur unhe chu sakoon.
Meri bhabhi ka naam Hiteshi tha. Unke mumme latke zaroor the, lekin woh bahut sahi size ke bilkul aam jaise the. Sharir mein fat uss jagah par tha jahan hona chahiye.
Hamesha Hiteshi bhabhi apni masti mein rehti thi. Main bhi unhe utna pasand nahi karta tha shuru shuru mein, har joint family ki tarah. Lekin jab se main unki bra aur panty bathroom mein dekhi, meri soch badal gayi.
Woh badi deep-cut bra pehanti thi, jiska size 34C tha aur saari shape kurti mein dikhti thi. Uss din ke baad main bhabhi ko kapde dhote ya saaf-safai karte har jagah koi moke nahi chhodta tha.
Woh mujhe dekhti toh thi, main jab bhi notice kar raha hota tha, lekin kabhi directly rokti nahi thi. Bus rudely baat karti thi, “Bhayia, aap chale jao. Sara din ghar baithe rehte ho… koi kaam nahi karte.”
Yeh silsila kafi time tak chalta raha. Lekin ek din kya hua, bhabhi ka mobile mere haath laga. Jo meine dekha, mera honsla bahut badh gaya. Main unki history check ki toh bhabhi ko porn dekhne ka bahut shauk tha, woh bhi Indian ganda wala.
Jab mujhe bhabhi ki yeh aadat ka pata chala, main aur bhi muth maarne laga unke naam ki, aur unhe aur bhi gandi nigahon se dekhne laga. Aur hamesha kisi moke ki firaq mein rehta tha.
Fir ek din yeh hua ki main apne room mein sidha ghus gaya aur jo dekha, woh main kabhi nahi bhul sakta. Bhabhi wahan sirf salwar mein khadi thi aur kurti change karke night suit pehann rahi thi. Unhone chupane ki koshish ki, lekin tab tak main unke nipples dekh chuka tha, jo mere ko bahut kamuk karte the.
Main fatafat ignore karke bahar nikal gaya aur uss din 5 baar bhabhi ke naam se lund hilaya. Humne kabhi ek dusre ko iss baat pe confront nahi kiya. Lekin ek din bhabhi ne wohi kurti dobara pehan li.
Main unko mazak mein ched diya, “Yeh kurti meri favourite hai, bhabhi ji.”
Toh woh bhi samajh gayi ki main kahan baat kar raha hoon. Unhone kuch nahi bola. Bas, has kar chali gayi.
Main jaate jaate unko honsla karke keh diya, “Puchogi nahi mujhe yeh kyu pasand hai?”
Meri bhabhi boli, “Bhayia, aage se kabhi aapke kamre mein change nahi karungi…” aur keh kar chali gayi.
Uss din ke baad, main thoda aur khulne ki koshish kar raha tha. Main unke saath har jagah khada ho jata – kabhi haath pakad leta, kabhi kandhe par bazu rakh leta.
Ek din unka bra ka strap bahar tha suit se, aur woh kahin ja rahi thi. Har baar ki tarah mera opinion lene aayi. Main kuch nahi bola – sidha unka bra ka strap haath se andar kar diya.
Woh toh hairan-pareshan ho gayi aur bina bole chali gayi. Aur mere aane aane se sharmane lagi. Main bhi zyada tension isliye nahi li. Mujhe bhabhi ke randi harqaton ka andaza tha, unki mobile history dekhne se.
Lekin yeh baat kabhi na kabhi aani toh thi hi. Humara beech hua bhi wahi.
Ek din bhabhi aur main ghar mein jab akele the, toh unhone mujhe bulaya aur kaha, “Bhayia, aapki harqat mujhe bilkul pasand nahi aayi. Main mummy ko bataungi.”
Main bahut mana kiya, lekin woh meri sunn nahi rahi thi. Fir main rone laga aur unka haath pakda aur unse kaha, “Bhabhi, main jab se aapko apne room mein change karte dekha hoon, mujhe aapse pyaar ho gaya hai.”
Bhabhi boli, “Use pyaar nahi… kuch or kehte hain.”
Main kaha, “Bhabhi, aap jo bolo, mujhe usse koi matlab nahi. Main aapko bahut pyaar karta hoon.”
Unhone mujhe kaha, “Agar dobara aisa kuch hua toh main nahi bakshungi.”
Main unse kaha, “Main kasam khata hoon ki dobara aisa nahi karunga, lekin mujhe ek baar aapke nipples nazdik se dekhne hain.”
Woh sunn kar or hakki bakki ho gayi aur boli, “Tumhe apna bhai samajhti hoon aur tum yeh sab neech harqate kar rahe ho??”
Fir main bhi bhabhi ko bol diya, “Bhabhi, sabse zyada bhai-behen ki porn bhi aap hi dekhte ho… uska kya?”
Yeh sunn kar woh shocked ho gayi aur woh boli, “Kya bakwas kar rahe ho?”
Main ek na suni aur bhabhi ko hug kar liya, “Bhabhi, bhul jao sab cheezein. Bas, yaad rakhna hai toh yeh rakho ki main aapse behad pyaar karta hoon aur kuch bhi kar sakta hoon aapke liye.”
Woh mujhe dhakka dene lagi aur kehne lagi, “Yeh galat hai.”
Lekin main unki kurti ko shoulder se niche kar diya aur unke kandhe ko chumne laga.
Woh bahut hot feel kar rahi thi aur bolne lagi, “Tere bhayia nahi chodenge mujhe.”
Main bola, “Bhabhi, mat socho… moment ko enjoy karo,” aur unhe lip kiss kar liya.
Bhabhi pehle toh mana kar rahi thi, fir baad mein jab vo form main aayi, meri tongue se woh kheli. Kya kheli! Main jaanta hoon, aaj bhi muh main taste hai.
Itne mein jab bra se unka left mumma bahar nikala aur unka brown nipple mere samne aaya, mano, jaise duniya ki sabse best cheez mil gayi ho. Use kya khela? Mere liye woh best part tha.
Itne mein kismat kharab, ghar ki bell baji. Hum hosh mein aaye aur dono ke muh utar gaye. Fir unhone gate kholne se pehle ek baar fir mujhe smooch kiya aur mere saath rishte ko mohar lagayi. Lekin uss din hum itna hi kar sake kyuki mom aur unki friend ghar aaye the. Lekin hamara nain-matka chalu hi tha.
Fir kaise main kya kya, kaise kaise kiya, yeh sab next part mein.
Lekin mere liye first incident mein bhabhi ki jeebh ka liya hua taste aur unke nipples ke saath khelna sab kissmon se best hai.
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Thanks all my readers and especially my bhabhis.