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Bhaiya (reader) ke saamne bhabhi ko choda – Part 2

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Doston, welcome back to the other part of the previous story. Pehle main figures ko phir se detail mein describe kar deta hun taaki picture bilkul clear ho jaaye aur story mein koi confusion na raha.

Main (Raj): 5 feet 5 inches height, sanwla complexion, muscular aur athletic body. Abs nahi hain par belly toned hai; touch karoge toh abs feel honge. Baaki body ke cuts bahut clear hain, especially forearms aur chest. Lund 6 inch lamba, motai (girth) 5.25 inch, mota, khada hone par veins ubhar aati hain, topi thodi si badi aur sensitive.

Raj Bhaiya: 5 foot 5 inch, medium built, koi belly nahi, clean body. Lund 6 inch lamba par girth sirf 4.2 inch, patla aur normal.

Ragini Bhabhi: 5 foot 2 inch, perfect hourglass figure, 36C boobs (gol, heavy, dark brown nipples jo excitement mein khade ho jaate hain), 28 inch waist, 40 inch gaand.

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April 2023:

Maine job switch kiya aur naya role Kolkata mein mil gaya. Jab maine Raj bhaiya ko WhatsApp par bataya toh unka reply turant aaya, “Wah bhai! Badhai ho. Ragini ko bhi bata raha hun… woh bhi bahut khush hogi.”

Us raat bhabhi ne bhi message kiya, “Devar ji… naya job mubarak. Treat kab de raha ho?”

Maine tang keechte hue bola, “Bhabhi, jab aap de rahi ho?”

Woh boli, “Bhappp… besharam!”

Ek Friday night, around 10:30 baje, bhaiya ka message aaya: “Bhai, kal Shatabdi se Delhi aa raha hun business ke liye. Station lene aa jaana. 7:45 am pahunchunga.”

Main excited ho gaya. Agle din subah 7 baje main New Delhi station pahunch gaya. Train aayi, bhaiya utre, same confident smile, bag uthaye. Gale milne ke baad unhone mujhe ek box diya. Maine khola; ek premium Titan Chronograph watch, silver dial, brown strap. Bahut mehngi lag rahi thi.

Maine mana kiya, “Bhaiya yeh kya? Itna costly gift?”

Unhone hasste hue kaha, “Bhabhi ki taraf se hai. Job ke liye special gift. Mana mat karna warna ghar pahunch ke gaali khilayega tu mujhe!”

Main bahut resist kiya, par unhone zabardasti haath mein thama diya aur bola, “Ab chup chap pehen le. Teri bhabhi ne khud choose kiya hai.”

Station se seedha Chandani Chowk. Unhe business ke liye kuch order dena tha. Order dene ke baad hum famous bhature-wali dukaan mein ghus gaye – woh purani, crowded dukaan jahaan har taraf log bhature kha raha the. Hum corner seat par baith gaye – bilkul last table, wall ki taraf.

Order kiya aur khate-khate conversation seedha sex pe pahunch gayi. Bhaiya dheere se bola, “Bhabhi ki gaand yaad hai na? 40 inch ki woh gol chikni gaand jo video call pe tu dekhta tha…”

Main sar hilaaya. Woh hasse aur phone nikaal ke gallery kholi. Bhari-bharakam dukaan mein, logon ke beech, unhone bhabhi ki fresh nudes dikhani shuru ki. Pehle saree mein pallu neeche kiye hue cleavage, phir blouse khol ke 36C boobs, nipples pinch kiye hue, phir doggy style mein gaand faila ke chut ki close-up.

Meri phat rahi thi ki, “Koi dekh lega toh?” Par lund pant mein khada ho gaya tha. Bhaiya dheere se hasse, “Dekh, kitni wet hai. Tere naam se baat karte hi ho jaati hai aisi.”

Khaane ke baad hum hotel pahunche. Room mein ghus ke bhaiya ne AC on kiya, bag rakha aur bola, “Fresh ho jaa… main bhi hota hun.”

5 minute baad, woh towel lapete bahar aaye aur seedha bola, “Pant utar. Lund dikha.”

Main shocked ho gaya, “Bhaiya, main gay nahi hun, yaar!”

Unhone hasste hue kaha, “Main bhi nahi hun, bewakoof. Ghabra mat. Bas utar aur dikha. Bhabhi ko live dikhana hai.”

Maine hesitation ke saath pant utari, phir chaddi bhi. Lund half-hard tha. Bhaiya ne bag se inch-tape nikala, bhabhi ko video call kiya. Screen pe bhabhi kitchen mein thi, simple nighty mein. Dekhte hi mera lund khada ho gaya.

Bhaiya ne camera ko mera lund pe focus kiya aur tape se measure kiya: length 6 inch, girth 5.25 inch, har angle se. Topi ke paas, balls ke paas, sab. Bhabhi screen pe dekhti rahi, sharmaati hui par aankhein nahi hata rahi thi.

Measurements confirm hone ke baad, bhaiya ne pucha, “Theek hai na, jaan?”

Bhabhi ne halki si smile ke saath bola, “Tum dekh lo, ji…” Call cut.

Phir bhaiya ne seedha offer diya, “Hum teeno ka threesome try karna chahte hain. Tu, main aur Ragini. Ek baar, sirf try.”

Maine 2 minute chup raha. Phir poocha, “Bhaiya, India mein itne log hain. Better lund, better stamina, better physique wale. Aapke paas options bahut honge. Phir main hi kyun?”

Bhaiya ne seriously baith ke bataya, “Simple si baat hai bhai. Pehli baat… tu Delhi mein hai, hum Amritsar mein. Tu roz aa ke demand nahi kar sakta… blackmail nahi kar sakta. Safe hai.

Doosri baat, 6 mahine se tu humse baat karta hai. Hamesha respect se baat ki… kabhi fantasy mein bhi par hamesha dono ki izzat ki. Koi cheap wahiyat baat nahi ki.

Jab biwi chudwane ke liye koi mard ready hota hai toh samne wale ko lagta hai ki ye apni biwi khush nahi rakh pa raha aur iski biwi toh meri randi hai, par tune kabhi aisi feeling nahi aane di… even roleplay mein bhi.

Teesri baat, hum regular nahi banana chahte. Sirf ek baar try. Agar achha laga toh theek… warna kabhi nahi. Aur sabse badi baat: tujhe dekh ke Ragini excited ho jaati hai. Tera mota lund, tera body, tera respect. Usko yeh sab pasand hai. Tu hi perfect match hai is experiment ke liye.”

Maine socha aur bola, “Theek hai… par abhi notice period chal raha hai… chutti nahi le paunga.”

Bhaiya hasse, “Are ruk ja. Main khud bulaunga. Tu chill kar. Ab ghar jaa… Ragini se baat karta hun… pahle use manana padega, na?”

Woh hotel se apne business ke liye Sadar Bazaar gaye; main saath tha. Poora din dimag mein sirf bhabhi ki gaand, unki chut, unki moans chal raha the. Shaam ko unko station drop kiya, train mein bithaaya aur ghar chala gaya. Raat bhar neend nahi aayi.

Kareeb 2 hafte baad, ek Thursday raat ko unka message aaya: Saturday morning 6:45 AM ki Shatabdi ticket mere naam ki, return Sunday shaam 5 PM ki. Main samajh gaya bulawa aa gaya hai.

Ghar walon ko bola, “Amritsar ghumne ja raha hun… Monday subah lautunga.” Subah nikal pada. Poore raste lund tight tha. Main bhabhi ke liye ek premium perfume laya aur bacche ke liye toys.

Amritsar station par bhaiya ne pick kiya. Gadi mein baithte hi unhone hasste hue pucha, “Kaise ho dono?”

Maine pucha, “Dono?”

Woh bola, “Tu aur tera mota lund!”

Main hans pada, “Dono pagal ho rahe hain, bhaiya… soch-soch ke kab bhabhi ki chut milegi.”

Bhaiya bola, “Abhi bhi thoda nakhra hai, par overall ready hai. Dheere se bulayenge. Tu normal behavior karna jaise tu ek normal devar hai.”

Bhaiya ne bataya, “Tere naam se chudwate time bohot excited ho jaati hai. Matlab, ready to hai, par thoda sharm-sharm wala confusion. Wohi Bhartiye nari wala chakkar.”

Maine bola, “Koi nahi. Agar vibe sahi hui aur bhabhi maani to mast, warna dost ki tarah city ghum lunga unke saath aapke bina.”

Bhaiya ko idea pasand aaya.

Ghar pahuncha. Darwaza khula aur pehli baar LIVE Ragini saamne khadi thi. Simple red cotton saree, black blouse, pallu se 36C boobs thode ubhar rahe the. Kamar pe saree tight, 40 inch gaand peeche se bahut hi tempting. Chehra bilkul fresh – light makeup, lips pe halka lipstick. Aankh mili toh bijli si daud gayi shareer mein. Yeh wahi aurat thi jo camera pe itni wild hoti thi?

Main bola, “Namaste, bhabhi ji.”

Woh sharma ke, aankhein neeche karke boli, “Namaste, devar ji. Andar aao.”

Shaam tak sab normal. Bhabhi ne ghar ka tasty khana banaya. Khana khane ke baad, baatein chali: job, family. Phir dono ghumne le gaye Amritsar. Par bhabhi ki nazar baar-baar meri pant ke bulge pe ja rahi thi. Lund itna tight tha ki chhup nahi raha tha.

Raat ko khana khane ke baad around 9:30 baje bhaiya mujhe walk pe le gaye. Bahar nikalte hi unhone bhabhi ko texts karna shuru kiya aur mujhe dikha raha the.

Bhaiya: “Kaisa laga devar?”

Bhabhi: “Theek hai, ji.”

Bhaiya: “Ittni door se aaya hai bechara.”

Bhabhi: “Toh?”

Bhaiya: “Toh live darshan kara de. Teri mast gaand ka.”

Bhabhi: “Sharm aa rahi hai. Pata nahi tha sach mein bula loge…”

Bhaiya: “Are, woh ghumne aaya tha… maine bola stay kar lo. Chhote bhai jaisa hai. Ab aa gaya hai toh aise achha nahi lagega ki bolun raat jakar hotel me ruk. Dekh, teri marzi hai… karna nahi hai toh mat kar… par live dikha toh de bichare ko. Thoda darshan kar lega teri gaand ka.”

Bhabhi: “Okay, ji…”

Ghar wapas aaye. Bhabhi ne smile ke saath bola, “Dono aaram kar lo.”

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Maine turant bola, “Bhabhi ji, aap hi toh humara aaram hai. Aapko dekh liya… bas, aaram mil gaya shareer ko.”

Woh sharma ke bedroom mein chali gayi. Thodi der baad, bhaiya ne message kiya, “Aa ja, jaan… bottle aur glass leke aa.”

5 minute baad, bhabhi haath mein Johnny Walker Blue Label whiskey ki bottle aur 3 glass leke aayi.

Bhaiya ne teen peg banaye. Maine mana kiya toh unhone hasste hue bola, “Peg se saari sharam nikal jaati hai, jaan. Hai na?”

Bhabhi smile ki, “Pata nahi, ji…”

Main nahi peeta toh mere liye Budweiser ki bottle open kar di.

Dono ne doosra peg lagaya toh mahaul badal gaya. Lights dim, AC thandi, whiskey ki khushboo. Bhaiya ne bhabhi ki gaand sahlate hue bola, “Aaj apni gaand nahi dikhaogi?”

Bhabhi boli, “Video call pe toh dekhi thi, na?”

Main bola, “Screen se dekhi thi bhabhi. Live inke darshan kahan karwaya kabhi aapne?”

Bhaiya bola, “Dikha de, jaan… bichara tadap raha hai. Pant dekh iska… tamboo bana hua hai.”

Bhabhi boli, “Phir shuru ho jaoge dono…”

Bhaiya bola, “Nahi honge… pakka. Pehle sexy dress pehen ke aa.”

10 minute baad bhabhi wapas aayi: black maid outfit! Short frilly skirt jo sirf 2 inch neeche thi gaand se. Tight white top jisme 36C boobs zor se dab raha the; cleavage gehra, nipples top ke upar se ubhar raha the. No bra, no panty. Gaand bahar jhank rahi thi – thighs chamak rahi thi.

Maine bola, “Wah bhabhi ji… bilkul maal lag rahi ho!”

Bhabhi sharma ke muskurayi, “Ab khush ho dono?”

Bhaiya ne apna lund bahar nikala: kadak, veins wala. Mujhe bola, “Tu bhi dikha.”

Main bhabhi ki taraf dekha; unki aankhein chamak rahi thi, lips bite kiye hue. Maine pant utari; mera mota 6 inch lund ekdum khada; topi chamak rahi thi.

Bhabhi ko mere lund ki taraf dekh kar bhaiya ki aankhein chamak uthi. Unhone dheere se uthkar hum dono ko dekha aur cuck wali satisfied smile ke saath bola, “Haan, jaan… aaj toh pura weekend hum teeno ka hai.”

Bhaiya ne mujhse bola, “Aaj main tujhe sikhaunga kaise meri biwi ko pagal karte hain.”

Bhaiya ne Ragini bhabhi ko bed ke centre mein litaya aur bhabhi jo bhi naam-matra ke kapde pahne hue the, use utar diya. Phir unki taange thodi failayi aur unke dono taraf hum dono baith gaye.

Lights abhi bhi dim thi, AC ki thandi hawa unke badan par sehla rahi thi. Bhaiya ne pehle apna haath bhabhi ke boobs par rakh diya aur dheere se masalne lage, nipples ko thumb se ragadte hue.

Bhaiya bola, “Devar ji, dekho. Teri bhabhi ke nipples kitne hard ho gaye hain. Tu ab zyada mat tadpa meri biwi ko aur neck aur ears ko kiss kar. Dheere-dheere, tongue se lick kar.”

Main turant jhuk gaya. Bhabhi ki garam, silky neck par pehla kiss kiya.

“Mmmhh…” Bhabhi ki saans ruk gayi.

Phir tongue se unke earlobe ko lick kiya, dheere se chus liya. Bhabhi ka badan kaanp utha, “Aaaahhh… devar ji… haaayy… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai…”

Bhaiya ne bhabhi ke lips ko apne muh mein le liya aur deep French kiss ki, unki tongue andar-bahar karte hue. Chup-chup ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi.

Unke kiss ke beech, bhaiya ne instructions di, “Ab dono haathon se uske boobs pakad… squeeze kar… nipples pinch kar. Par dheere… jaise main sikha raha hoon. Meri randi ka engine garam kar… chabhi ghuma kar.”

Maine dono haathon se bhabhi ke bade-bade boobs pakde: ekdum soft, garam, heavy. Dono thumbs se nipples ko circle mein ragda, phir pinch kiya. Bhabhi ki moan kiss ke beech se nikal gayi, “Mmmhhh… ji… devar ji… aahhh!”

Bhaiya ne kiss todte hue bola, “Achha lag raha hai na, jaan? Bol, tera devar tujhe kaise touch kar raha hai?”

Bhabhi husky awaaz mein boli, “Bahut ji… dono taraf se. Meri chut jal rahi hai abhi se…”

Bhaiya ne ab direction badli, “Suna nahi? Bhabhi ki chut jal rahi hai. Neeche ja aur thanda kar… use chaat ke.”

Main bhabhi ke boobs chus raha tha. Bhaiya ne dusra nipple muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lage. Bhabhi ki peeth uth gayi, “Aaaahhh ji… chusiye… aur zor se!”

Main bhabhi ke badan chaat’te aur choomte neeche jane laga. Bhabhi ki nabhi mein jeebh daal kar use suck karne laga. Bhabhi ka badan kaanp gaya; isse woh mere baal pakad kar keechne lagi.

Thodi der baad, main bhabhi ki silky thighs par pehle kiss kiya, phir tongue se lick kiya, andar ki taraf badhte hue. Unki garam skin ko chus liya, teeth se dheere se bite kiya. Bhabhi ki taange khud hi failne lagi, “Devar ji… haaayyy… itni tease… meri chut seep rahi hai… please…”

Bhaiya ne smile kiya aur bola, “Abhi nahi, jaan. Jab main bolunga, tab. Raj, tu uski chut ke paas ja… par sirf fingers se start kar. Main uske clit ko tongue se tease karunga.”

Bhaiya ne position le li aur bhabhi ke thighs ke beech let gaye – gaand upar ki taraf. Unhone apni tongue se bhabhi ke clit ko pehli baar lick kiya: lambi, geeli lick.

“Aaaahhhhh… fuuuckkk ji… clit pe… haaayyy!!!”

Maine bhabhi ki chut ke muh par haath rakha: already slippery. Ek ungli dheere se andar slide ki; tight walls ne jakad liya. “Mmmhh bhabhi… kitni garam thi…”

Dusri ungli daali aur dheere andar-bahar karne laga. “Chup-chup, chup-chup” ki wet fingering ki awaaz.

Bhaiya ne tongue se clit ko circle mein lick karna shuru kiya: fast flicks, phir suck. Bhabhi ka badan pura kaanp raha tha. Bhabhi ke muh mein bhaiya ka lund tha aur woh use chus rahi thi.

Chuste chuste beech mein lund nikal kar boli, “Aaaahhh… dono ji… tongue pe clit… devar ji fingers andar… main pagal ho rahi hun… zor se… aaaahhh!!!”

Bhaiya ne instructions dete hue bola, “Bhai, ab speed badha. Do ungliyon se G-spot ko target kar. Aur haath se unki gaand ke cheeks ko squeeze kar.”

Maine fingers ko curve kiya, andar dhakke diye, G-spot pe round round karne laga ungli se. Saath hi dusre haath se unki soft gaand ko masla, crack mein ungli ghumayi. Bhaiya chut se uth kar haath se nipple pinch kiya, dusre se dusra boob dabaya.

Bhabhi ki awaaz ab wild ho gayi, “Aaaahhhhh… devar ji… haaayyy ji… dono saath… meri chut fadfada rahi hai… main jhadne wali hun… aaaahhh!!!”

Bhaiya ne rukne nahi diya. “Ruk mat. Ab tongue bhi laga. Meri randi ki chut chaat.”

Bhaiya uthkar bhabhi ke muh ke paas baithe, apna lund unke lips par ragda. Bhabhi ne turant muh khola, tongue se lick kiya, “Mmmhh ji ka lund…”

Bhaiya dheere se andar daala, “Chus jaan, dheere. Dekh tera devar kaise teri chut chaat raha hai.”

Maine pura muh laga diya, tongue andar daali, clit suck kiya, lips ke andar tak chaata. Ras tapak raha tha mere muh mein. “Slurp, slurp, chup-chup” ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Bhabhi ka badan uth raha tha, muh mein bhaiya ka lund chus rahi thi, haath mere sir par jakad ke.

“Mmmhhh… devar ji… aaaaaahhhhh ji… aaaahhhh!!!”

Bhabhi ka pehla chhota orgasm chut mere muh mein contract hui, thoda paani nikal aaya mere chin par. Bhaiya ne lund bahar nikala aur bola, “Achha, ab switch. Tu uske muh mein lund de.”

Main utha, apna lund bhabhi ke lips par ragda. Bhabhi ne aankhein band kiye, tongue se topi lick ki, “Devar ji… kafi mota hai… mmmhh…” Phir dheere muh mein le liya.

Bhaiya neeche let gaye, tongue se pura chut chaatne lage aur do ungli andar-bahar. “Chus devar ka lund, jaan. Dekh… main teri chut ko taiyar kar raha hoon.”

Bhabhi ab full tease mode mein muh mein mera lund chus rahi thi (slurp, gluck, gluck), chut bhaiya ke muh mein. Har lick pe unki gaand hil rahi thi.

Main moan karta hua bola, “Bhabhi, aapka muh itna garam. Bhaiya, aapki biwi sach mein randi hai… kitna achha chus rahi hai!”

Doosra orgasm aaya. Bhabhi ka badan pura jerk kiya, chut se paani ki dhara bhaiya ke muh par. Bhaiya ne chaat-chaat ke clean kiya.

Main bhi bhabhi ke muh mein jhad gaya. Uske baad, maine unke muh se apna lund dheere se bahar kiya. Bhabhi ki aankhein abhi bhi half-closed thi, saans phooli hui. Bhabhi ki chut se abhi bhi halka-halka paani tapak raha tha.

Bhaiya ne smile kiya aur bola, “Ab asli khel shuru hota hai jaan. Bhai, tu ready hai na?”

Maine sir hilaaya. Dil mein bijli si daud rahi thi. Bhabhi ka badan abhi bhi kaanp raha tha. Main soch raha tha, “Yeh wohi Ragini hai jo video call pe sirf gaand dikhaati thi, aur ab mere saamne bilkul nangi, geeli, tadapti hui.” Mera lund khada tha, veins ubhari hui, topi chamak rahi thi, bilkul unki chut ke muh ke paas.

Bhaiya ne position badli. Bhabhi ko doggy style mein ghodi banaya, taange failayi aur 40 inch gol-matol gaand upar uthi – bilkul bouncy aur chikni. Ek bacche ki maa hone ke bawajood, 25 saal wali tight feel. Woh khud bhabhi ke left side baith gaye, ek haath se uske heavy 36C boobs dabate hue aur nipples ko beech-beech mein pinch karte.

Main peeche jhuka. Bhaiya ne mera lund pakda, mere topi ko bhabhi ki geeli chut ke muh pe ragadne lage. “Dekh, jaan… kitni chamak rahi hai yeh topi. Ab andar jaayega.”

Ek halka dhakka, topa andar slip ho gaya.

Bhabhi ki aankhein khul gayi, saans ruk gayi. “Aaaahhhhh… fuuuuck, devar ji… phaad raha hai meri chut…”

Uski walls ne mera lund jakad liya: tight, garam, velvet jaise. Lund ki wajah se stretch feel bilkul clear. Main har inch feel kar raha tha jaise woh mujhe andar kheench rahi ho. Bhaiya ne abhi bhi pakde rakha aur dheere-dheere pura push kiya. “Aur thoda… haan… pura andar. Dekh jaan… tera devar tujhe bhar raha hai.”

Pura lund ghus gaya. Bhabhi ki gaand uth gayi, haathon se bedsheet jakad li. “Mmmhhh ji… itna gehra. Raj, devar ji mujhe chod raha hain…”

Main dheere se hilana shuru kiya. Har thrust pe uski soft gaand flesh mere balls se takraati: “thap, thap…” Bhaiya neeche let gaye, muh bilkul chut ke neeche jahaan mera lund andar-bahar ho raha tha. Jab main peeche khinchta, woh clit ko tongue se lapat ke lick karte, tapakte ras (mera pre-cum + bhabhi ka juice mix) chaat-chaat ke saaf kar dete.

“Mmm, kitna tasty. Bhai, zor se maar, meri randi ko pagal kar de.”

Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Yeh scene unreal tha: bhabhi ki chut mere lund ko choos rahi thi, bhaiya ka tongue mere lund ke neeche se clit pe ragad raha tha. Har thrust pe ‘chup-chup-chup’ ki wet sound + unki ‘slurp-slurp’ licking. Andar se soch raha tha: yeh mere bhaiya hai jo apni biwi ko chodte hue mera lund chaat raha hai, aur yeh mujhe aur bhi garam kar raha tha.

Bhabhi ke moans wild ho gaye. “Aaaahhhh… devar ji… zor se… haaayyy bhaiya… tongue clit pe… aur andar… main jhad rahi hun… aaaahhh!!!”

Unki chut ne mera lund squeeze kiya: pehla intense orgasm during fucking. Paani ki garam dhara mere lund pe giri, bhaiya ke muh mein tapki. Woh pura chaat gaye, apna lund khud pakad ke tez hilane lage.

Ab main full speed pe aa gaya. Ek zor ka thrust, pura lund andar. Bhabhi ki gaand mere tango se ‘THAPPP!’ takraai. “Aaaahhhhh… fuuuuuckkkkk, devar ji… meri gaand phaad do… zor se… haaayyy!!!”

Har dhakke pe unki gaand waves bana rahi thi, bouncy flesh hil rahi thi. Bhaiya neeche se active raha: tongue andar tak daal ke chaat raha, clit suck kar raha, tapakte juices sab saaf. Beech-beech mein haath upar karke boobs dabate, nipples zor se pinch karte.

Mujhe lag raha tha bhabhi ki chut ab aur tight ho gayi; mera lund har thrust pe G-spot pe direct hit maar raha tha. Main dono haathon se unki gaand ko pakad ke zor-zor se thappad maarta: ‘thapp, thapp, thapp!’ Red marks pad raha the.

Bhaiya neeche se chillate, “Haan bhai… aur zor se! Dekh meri randi kaise tadap rahi hai!”

Bhabhi ka doosra orgasm jhatke mein aaya. Bhabhi ki taange kaanp gayi. Chut ne mera lund itna tight pakda ki main ruk gaya. “Aaaahhhhh… ji dono… main mar gayi… devar ji ka lund… pati ki tongue… aaaahhh!!!”

Badi dhara mere lund pe aur bhaiya ke muh mein. Woh sab pi gaye, apna lund hilate hue khud bhi edge pe.

Ab bhaiya khud excited ho gaye. “Raj, ab tu let ja. Main bhabhi ko cowgirl position mein tere upar baithane deta hun, aur main side se tera lund pakad ke guide karunga.”

Main let gaya. Bhabhi upar aayi, uske heavy 36C boobs mere muh ke paas jhool raha the. Bhaiya ne mera lund pakda, topi ko chut mein rub kiya aur bhabhi ko dheere baithne diya. Pura lund andar. Bhabhi khud control mein upar-neeche hone lagi. Unki gaand mere thighs pe thap-thap baj rahi thi.

Main neeche se unke boobs chus raha tha, nipples ko zor se kaat raha tha. Bhaiya side mein baithe, ek haath se bhabhi ki clit ragad raha tha, dusre haath se apna lund hila raha tha.

“Devar ji, aapka lund meri chut bhar di, aaahhh. Raj, aap dekh rahe ho na kaise chod raha hai apki biwi ko…”

Bhabhi ki speed badh gayi. Main neeche se dhakke maarne laga. Bhaiya ne apna muh bhabhi ke boobs pe laga diya, dusra nipple chusne laga.

Mera climax aa raha tha. “Bhabhi, main aa raha hun… andar hi?”

Bhabhi ne aankhein band karke kaha, “Haan, devar ji… bhar do meri chut mein. Bhaiya, aap bhi ready ho na?”

Bhaiya ne smile kiya, apna lund tez hila raha the. “Haan jaan. Raj andar daal.”

Maine zor ke 4-5 dhakke maare; har dhakke pe bhabhi ki gaand bounce kar rahi thi. Phir pura lund andar daal ke jhad gaya. Garam load shot after shot unki chut mein bhar diya. Bhabhi ka chautha orgasm bhi saath mein aaya, unki chut ne mera lund milk kiya.

Hum teeno thak ke let gaye. Bhabhi bhaiya ke chest pe sir rakh ke leti thi, main bhabhi ke peeche se unki gaand ko sahla raha tha. Bhaiya uske baal mein haath fer raha tha.

Maine bola, “Bhabhi, aap sach mein dream ho.”

Bhabhi sharma ke muskuraayi, “Devar ji… aapka lund aur bhaiya ka yeh pyar… dono ne milke mujhe swarg dikha diya.”

Bhaiya ne dheere se kaha, “Ek hi baar try tha… par lagta hai hum teeno ko yeh pasand aa gaya. Par abhi sirf yeh weekend. Baaki future mein sochenge.”

Raat bhar hum teeno aise hi baatein karte, un dono ne thodi si whiskey aur pi, aur ek chhota round subah 4 baje jisme main bhabhi ko side position mein choda aur bhaiya neeche se gaand chod raha the.

Sunday subah ko station drop kiya. Train mein baithte waqt bhaiya ne gale lagaya aur bola, “Bhai, yeh secret hum teeno ka. Aur haan, next time Kolkata se aana toh bata dena.”

Main ghar laut aaya, par us weekend ki har second: bhabhi ki tight chut ka grip, bhaiya ka pyar, teeno ka mix dil mein abhi bhi tadap raha hai.

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