Adultery Main Aur Mere Sapne
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Doston, wo raat dinner ke baad hall mein hum dono sofa pe baithe the. TV pe kuch chal raha tha lekin awaaz band thi. Saba mere paas chipak ke baithi thi, uski nighty thighs tak upar chadhi hui, uska haath meri jaangh pe dheere dheere ghum raha tha. Bahar se normal pati-patni lag rahe the, lekin andar se mera dil toofan mein tha.
Main akhir chup nahi reh saka. Phone side mein rakh ke uska haath pakda aur seedha bola,
"Asad: Saba… ab bas kar yaar. Ye sab band kar de. Ramu kaka wali fantasy theek thi, mazaa bhi aa raha tha, lekin Ayesha… meri choti behen tak?? Ye galat hai. Wo 19 saal ki masoom ladki hai, Pramod uncle ne uske saath jo kiya wo… wo galat hai. Aur tu ye videos bhej ke kya prove karna chahti hai? Ki main kitna harami hoon?"
Saba pehle toh chup rahi, phir dheere se muskurayi aur mere chehre pe haath ferte hue boli,
"Saba: Jaanu… tu kitna bhi gussa kar le, lekin tu khud jaanta hai ki ye fantasy tune hi shuru ki thi. Pehle sirf mujhe dusron ke saath sochta tha, ab jab thoda family tak pahunch gayi hai toh dar kyun raha hai?"
Main gusse mein uska haath hataaya aur khada ho gaya,
"Asad: Fantasy alag thi Saba! Teri body, तेरा choice tha … main excite hota tha kyuki tu enjoy kar rahi thi. Lekin Ayesha? Wo meri sagi behen hai yaar! Pramod uncle ne uska fayda uthaya hoga… tuition ke bahane. Aur tu… tu ye videos kaise la rahi hai? Tu gaon gayi thi kab? Kaise pata chala tujhe ye sab? Sach bata!"
Saba bhi ab khadi ho gayi. Uski aankhon mein teasing thi lekin saath hi thodi seriousness bhi.
"Saba: Haan Asad… Main shocked hui thi pehle ye sab dekhkar, gussa bhi aaya. Socha tujhe bata dun, complaint kar dun. Lekin phir…"
Wo ruki, mere chehre ko dekha, phir dheere se boli,
"Saba: Phir maine socha… ye sab dekh ke mujhe bhi kuch alag feel hua. Teri behen ko dekh ke… uski masoomiyat khatam hote hue… mujhe bhi garmahat hui. Maine chupke se ye video record kiya hai, aur phir Ayesha se baat ki akeli mein. Wo royi bahut, sab bata diya – kaise uncle ne dheere dheere shuru kiya, pehle haath lagana, phir kiss, phir aur aage. Wo darti thi pehle, ab… ab wo ruk nahi paati."
Mera sar ghum gaya. Main sofa pe dhap se baith gaya, sar haathon mein pakad liya.
"Asad: Matlab… Ayesha ab khud jaati hai uncle ke paas? Meri choti behen… Pramod uncle ke saath ??"
Saba mere paas baith gayi, mera kandha pakda lekin is baar tightly nahi, jaise dar rahi ho.
"Saba: Haan jaanu… ab wo khud jaati hai. Videos bhi… shayad uncle record karte hain, ya khud karti hai. Kaise mere paas aate hain ye main bhi poori tarah nahi jaanti, lekin aate hain. Aur main bhejti hoon tujhe… kyuki jaanti hoon ki tu kitna bhi gussa kar le, andar se excite ho raha hai.aur ek baat teri family me sab aise hi hai"
Main aankhein band kar liya. Dil mein tez dard hua – jaise koi apna hi cheat kar raha ho. Ayesha… wo bachpan mein mere peeche peeche ghumti thi, ab Pramod uncle ke gande jism ko chaat rahi thi?
Main ro pada. Sach mein. Aankhon se paani nikal aaya.
"Asad: Saba… ye band kar. Videos mat bhej. Main… main ye nahi dekh sakta. Gaon jaake Pramod uncle se baat karunga, Ayesha ko samjhaunga. Ye galat hai yaar…"
Saba ne mujhe hug kiya, mere aansoon pochhe. Phir dheere se mere kaan mein boli,
"Saba: Theek hai jaanu… agar tu sach mein chahta hai toh band kar denge. Kal se koi video nahi bhejungi. Tu gaon jaana chahe toh jaa, main saath chalungi. Lekin…"
Wo ruki, mera chehra upar kiya aur meri aankhon mein dekha,
"Saba: Lekin pehle ye bata… jab tu wo videos dekhta hai, bathroom mein jaata hai… tab sirf dard hota hai? Sirf gussa? Ya saath mein wo excitement bhi hoti hai jo rukti nahi?"
Main chup raha. Kyuki sach ye tha ki dard ke saath wo ganda josh bhi ubhar aata tha.
Saba ne dheere se mere pant pe haath rakha… aur wahan lund already tight ho chuka tha, jaise ladai kar raha ho mere emotions se.
"Saba: Dekh… tera shareer jhooth nahi bolta. Tu kitna bhi ro le, kitna bhi rukne ki koshish kar le… ye fantasy ab rukne wali nahi.khud me soch samjh lo Uske baad tu khud decide karna – band karna hai ya aage badhne dena hai."
Main usey dhakka dene ki koshish ki, lekin haath mein taakat nahi thi. Wo mere upar chadh gayi, nighty upar ki aur dheere se mera lund apni geeli chut mein le liya. Is baar wild nahi… dheere dheere, emotional tha. Main ro raha tha aur saath hi uske neeche dhakke maar raha tha.
Raat bhar neend nahi aayi. Dil mein ladai chal rahi thi – rukna chahta tha, lekin andar se kuch aur keh raha tha.
agli subah jab aankh khuli toh bed pe Saba mere paas leti thi, bilkul chipak ke. Uski nighty side se upar chadhi hui thi, uski nangi jaangh meri kamar pe rakhi thi. Wo jaag chuki thi, mujhe dekhte hi naughty smile di aur dheere se mere kaan mein boli,
"Saba: Good morning jaanu… aaj shaam ko jaldi nikal jana office se. Ayesha aa rahi hai… uski garmi ki chhutti ho gayi hai, shaam ki train se pahunchegi."
Ye sunte hi mera dil zor se dhak kiya. Ayesha… yahan Delhi mein? Hamare ghar pe? Wo bhi ab, jab dimag mein uske wo sab videos ghum rahe the?
Main bed pe uth ke baith gaya, hairani se usey dekhta raha,
"Asad: Ayesha? Yahan? Tu ne bulaya usey?"
Saba hans ke mere paas aayi, mere gale mein bahein daal ke chipak gayi. Uski garam saansein mere kaan pe lag rahi thi,
"Saba: Haan jaanu… maine hi bulaya. Ammi se baat ki, kaha ki chhuttiyan hain toh bhai ke paas aa jaye thodi shopping kar legi, ghum legi. Waise bhi kitne din ho gaye usey yahan aaye hue… ab teri choti behen ko live dekh lena."
Wo boli "live dekh lena" aur uski aankhon mein wo hi teasing wali chamak thi. Phir usne mera chehra pakda, dheere se mere hothon pe kiss kiya… lekin kiss dheemi nahi rahi. Wo wild ho gayi – uski jeebh mere muh mein, mere baal khinch rahi thi.
Kiss tod ke wo mere upar chadh gayi, nighty upar kar ke meri jaangh pe baith gayi. Mera lund subah subah hi tight hone laga tha.
"Saba: Soch jaanu… Ayesha yahan rahegi hamare saath. Raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… ya shayad hamare bed ke paas. Tu usey dekhega roz – wo tight kapde pehan ke, short tops, leggings mein uski choti si gaand hilate hue. Aur tu jaantega ki wo gaon mein Pramod uncle ke neeche kitni gandi ho chuki hai… uski tight chut mein uncle ka mota lund ghusta hai roz… wo uncle ke gande jism ko chaat ti hai jaise kutiya ho."
Ye bolte bolte usne mera lund pant ke upar se dabaya. Mera shareer kaanp gaya – shock mein tha lekin neeche se josh ubal raha tha.
"Saba: Imagine kar… raat ko wo so rahi hogi, aur tu uske kamre ke bahar khada hoga… darwaza thoda khula, aur andar wo phone pe video dekh rahi hogi uncle ka… haath apni chut mein daal ke ungli kar rahi hogi… siskariya le rahi hogi “Uncle… aur zor se…” aur tu bahar khada lund pakad ke dekh raha hoga apni choti behen ko."
Main saans tez le raha tha, lund pant mein poora tight ho gaya tha. Maine usey pakadne ki koshish ki lekin wo hans ke uth gayi,
"Saba: Abhi nahi jaanu… office jaao. Din bhar sochta rehna apni masoom si Ayesha ke baare mein. Shaam ko woh yahan hogi… gori, natkhat, tight body wali teri randi bahan… aur tu jaantega uske andar kitni badi randi chhupi hai."
Phir usne mujhe ek jordaar kiss diya – geeli, lambi, jaise mark kar rahi ho. Main pagal sa ho gaya, lekin wo hans ke kitchen mein chali gayi.
Main kapde pehan ke office nikal gaya, lekin poore din dimag kahin aur tha.
Office pahuncha toh chair pe baitha aur bas sochne laga. Pehle Ramu kaka ka scene yaad aaya – wo ganda buddha meri sexy wife ke muh mein dhakke maar raha tha, chehre pe thook raha tha… aur main dekh ke excite ho raha tha.
Phir Ayesha ke videos – wo pehla photo jisme uska muh mein mota lund tha… phir video mein Pramod uncle uski chut maar rahe the… uski siskiyan… "Uncle… dheere…" phir body chatne wala – wo uncle ke paseene wale pet ko, daadi ko chaat rahi thi.
Sochta gaya aur dimag aur neeche girta gaya.
Kabhi sochta – ye galat hai, Ayesha meri choti behen hai, masoom hai… use bacha na chahiye.
Lekin phir dimag khud hi ganda picture bana deta – Ayesha yahan ghar pe, raat ko wo naha ke aaye, towel mein… towel gir jaye galti se… uski choti chuchi, tight chut dikhe… aur main dekh lun.
Ya raat ko wo hamare bedroom ke paas se guzre, darwaza khula ho… Saba aur main sex kar rahe hon, aur wo chhup ke dekh le.
Aur sabse ganda khayal – kya pata Ayesha ko bhi ye fantasy pasand aa jaye? Wo khud Saba se baat kare… aur dono milkar mujhe tadpayein?
Lunch time mein bathroom mein gaya… lund haath mein liya aur bas Ayesha ka naam leke muth maar li. Jhadte waqt dimag mein uncle ka lund uski chut mein ghusta dikha… aur main chillaya dheere se "Ayesha…"
Shaam hone mein abhi time tha, lekin dil bechain tha. Ayesha aa rahi thi… live. Ab kya hoga? Main ruk paunga ya aur neeche gir jaunga?
Shaam ko office se jaldi nikal aaya. Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi – train station ja raha tha apni choti behen ko lene, jaise har baar karta tha. Lekin is baar sab alag tha. Dimag mein wo videos ghum rahe the, aur neeche lund kabhi kabhi tight ho jaata tha.
Station pahuncha toh train time pe aayi. Platform pe khada wait kar raha tha, logon ki bheed mein nazrein gate pe gadhi hui thi. Phir woh dikhi – Ayesha. Kurti aur leggings mein… yaar kya lag rahi thi!
White kurti thodi tight, uske chote chote boobs ka shape saaf dikh raha tha, nipples ka halka ubhar bhi. Kurti thighs tak thi, neeche black leggings mein uski slim tangen aur choti si gol gaand perfectly outline ho rahi thi. Baal khule hue,, chehre pe wo hi masoom smile. Bag kandhe pe, aur mujhe door se dekhte hi usne haath hilaya aur daud ke aayi.
Wo mere seene mein aa ke lag gayi – choti bacchi ki tarah tightly hug kiya, sar mere chest pe rakh ke boli,
"Ayesha: Bhaiya! Kitne din ho gaye… miss kiya bahut aapko!"
Uske soft boobs mere seene pe dab rahe the, uski garam saansein mere gale pe lag rahi thi. Bahar se maine usey tightly hug kiya, sar pe kiss kiya aur bola,
"Asad: Arre meri pyari behen… tu bhi na, ab badi ho gayi hai phir bhi choti bacchi ki tarah karti hai."
Lekin andar… andar mera dimag kuch aur hi bol raha tha.
*Saali… kitna mota lund leti hai tu… Pramod uncle ka wo kaala mota lund teri is tight chut mein ghusta hoga… tu chillati hogi “Uncle aur zor se”… aur ab mere seene pe chipak ke masoom ban rahi hai…*
Maine jaldi se hug tod diya, kyuki lund pant mein hilne laga tha. Usne bag mujhe diya aur baangh pakad ke station se bahar chalne lagi,
Car mein baith gaye. Gaon ki baatein shuru ho gayi – ammi kaise hain, kheton ka kya haal, college ki friends. Wo has has ke bata rahi thi, natkhat andaaz mein.
"Ayesha: Bhaiya, gaon mein bore ho jaati hoon ab. Yahan Delhi mein shopping karungi, naye kapde lungi… tight wale!"
Wo hans ke boli, aur main muskuraya bahar se,
"Asad: Haan haan, jo chahe le lena. Bhabhi bhi saath jayegi tere saath."
Lekin andar ka janwar jaag chuka tha.
*Tight wale kapde? Saali abhi jo pehni hai wo hi kitne tight hain… leggings mein teri gaand hil rahi hai har turn pe… Pramod uncle is gaand ko pakad ke peeche se thokte honge… tu ghodi ban ke gaand uthati hogi… *
Maine steering tightly pakda, nazrein road pe rakhi lekin side se usey dekhta raha. Uski kurti mein se bra ka strap dikhai de raha tha, uski jaanghein cross ki hui thi, leggings stretch ho rahi thi.
Dimag mein flash aa raha tha – wo video jisme wo uncle ke jism ko chaat rahi thi… uski jeebh uncle ke pet pe… ab wo mere paas baithi has rahi thi.
Maine khud ko roka. Bahar se normal baat kar raha tha,
"Asad: Thak gayi hogi train mein? Ghar pahunch ke rest kar lena."
Lekin andar ladai chal rahi thi.
*Band kar Asad… wo teri choti behen hai… masoom hai… wo videos shayad galat samajh hai… tu aisa kyun soch raha hai?*
Phir andar ka janwar phir bol pada:
*Masoom? Wo uncle ke pair choos rahi thi video mein… uski jeebh daadi pe… tu jaanta hai wo kitni badi randi ban chuki hai… ab yahan tere ghar mein rahegi… tere saamne ghumegi… aur tu dekh ke lund tight karega roz…*
Car ghar ke paas pahunch gayi. Saba ne darwaza khola, Ayesha ko tightly hug kiya. Dono hasne lagi, baatein karne lagi.
Main bag andar le ja raha tha, lekin nazrein Ayesha ki gaand pe thi jo leggings mein hil rahi thi.
Andar ka janwar chillaya: *ye bahut badi raand hai*
Lekin maine khud ko samjhaaya: *Nahi… control kar. Wo teri behen hai.*
Ab ghar mein teen log… aur mera dimag poora jungle ban chuka tha.
Ghar pahunch ke Ayesha fresh hui, nayi pink kurti aur white leggings pehan ke bahar aayi. Baal geele the, khule hue, chehre pe wo masoom si freshness. Saba ne dinner banaya – simple roti sabzi, lekin table pe teeno baithe toh mahol alag tha.
Main apni plate mein khana daal raha tha, lekin nazrein chori chori Ayesha pe thi. Wo baat kar rahi thi gaon ki, college ki, has has ke, spoon muh mein daal rahi thi… uske hoth geele ho rahe the har bite pe. Kurti ka neck thoda deep tha, jhukte hi uski choti si cleavage dikhai de rahi thi.
Andar ka janwar phir bol pada:
*Dekh saali… wo muh jo spoon choos rahi hai, wo hi muh Pramod uncle ka mota lund choosta hai… laar tapakti hogi jab wo gale tak leti hogi… ab yahan mere saamne masoom ban rahi hai.*
Maine nazrein neeche ki, lekin Saba ne notice kar liya. Wo mere opposite baithi thi, Ayesha ke bagal mein. Ek baar usne dheere se apni jeebh nikaal ke hoth chaate, phir ungli se apne hoth pe gol gol ghumaya – jaise blowjob ka ishara ho. Meri taraf dekha aur kutil muskan di.
Phir usne paani ka glass uthaya, dheere dheere piya aur glass neeche rakhte hue ungli se glass ke rim pe gol gol ferne lagi – bilkul lund ke supare pe jeebh ghumane jaisa. Meri aankhon mein dekhte hue.
Mera lund table ke neeche tight ho gaya. Maine plate mein dekha, khana chabane laga lekin swaad nahi aa raha tha.
Ayesha ka dhyan in sab par nhi tha, wo khush thi bhai bhabhi ke saath baith ke.
Dinner khatam hua toh Saba ne bola,
"Saba: Asad, kitchen mein help kar do na… bartaan dho denge saath mein."
Main utha, kitchen mein chala gaya. Saba peeche peeche aayi, darwaza thoda sa band kiya – poora nahi, kyuki Ayesha hall mein thi.
Wo mere peeche aayi, peeche se chipak gayi. Uske boobs mere peeth pe dab rahe the, uska haath aage se meri pant pe chala gaya – lund ko dheere se dabaya.
Phir mere kaan mein phusphusate hue boli,
"Saba: Kitna chori chori dekh raha tha apni choti behen ko… uske boobs, uski gaand… bol na jaanu, kya soch raha tha?"
Main bartaan sink mein rakh raha tha, lekin shareer akad gaya.
"Asad: Saba… bas kar… wo meri behen hai."
Saba hans ke mere kaan mein aur paas aayi, uski saansein garam lag rahi thi. Usne mujhe ghumaya, wall se chipka diya aur zor se kiss karne lagi Jeebh andar daal ke mere muh ko chus rahi thi.
Kiss tod ke wo dheere se phusphusayi,
"Saba: Behen hai… lekin kitni hot hai na teri Ayesha… wo leggings mein gaand hilate hue ja rahi thi… tu soch raha tha na ki Pramod uncle us gaand ko pakad ke peeche se kitna zor se thokte honge… uski choti si chut phaad dete honge mote lund se… wo chillati hogi “Uncle aur andar” aur tu yahan khada lund tight kar raha hai."
Usne mera lund pant ke upar se zor se dabaya. Mera muh se halki si siski nikal gayi.
"Saba: Soch… raat ko wo guest room mein soyegi… darwaza band nahi karegi poora… tu chhup ke dekh sakta hai… uski nighty upar chadhi hogi… uski gori jaanghein faili hongi… aur wo uncle ko yaad kar ke apni tight chut mein ungli daal rahi hogi… dheere dheere “Ahh uncle…” aur tu bahar khada muth maar lega apni behen ke naam pe."
Main usey dhakka dene ki koshish kar raha tha, lekin shareer saath nahi de raha tha. Lund uske haath mein poora tight.
"Saba: Ya phir… main usey bata dun sab? Ki tera ye fantasy hai… wo has ke tujhe tease karegi… tere saamne jhuk ke cleavage dikhaayegi… tere bed pe baith ke jaanghein cross karegi… aur tu kuch nahi kar paayega kyuki wo teri choti behen hai… kitna mazaa aayega na tujhe tadpte hue?"
Wo phir kiss karne lagi, saath hi mera lund pant ke upar se hilane lagi – tez tez.
Main control khone laga, lekin hall se Ayesha ki awaaz aayi,
"Ayesha: Bhabhi… dessert hai kya?"
Saba hans ke peeche hati, muskurate hue boli,
"Saba: Aa rahi hoon beta…"
Phir mujhe dekha, ungli se mere hoth pochhe aur phusphusayi,
"Saba: Ab jaa… hall mein baith apni behen ke paas. Usey dekh… aur andar hi andar jal. Raat abhi baaki hai jaanu."
Main kitchen se bahar aaya, hall mein baitha. Ayesha sofa pe baithi thi, phone pe kuch dekh rahi thi, paanv sofa pe chadhaye hue – leggings stretch ho rahi thi uski jaanghon pe.
Mera dimag poora ganda ho chuka tha… control karna mushkil ho raha tha.
Aayesha
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