Mera sasural mera pyar – Part 18

Ab aage:-

Dinesh aur Nilu ke ghar se main apne sasural aa jata hu. Sasural mein ab aur bhi kuch log aa chuke the.

Aaj Barsha ke ghar Rahul ke sasural se bhi kuch log aaye the. Wo log niyam ke fruits aur jo niyam ka samaan hota hai, wo le aaye the.

Wo log 2 mard aur ek lady thi sath ek bachha tha. Un logon mein ek to Barsha ka cousin tha, aur ek bhai jo Patna ka rehne wala tha, uske sath uski wife Deepa thi.

Deepa bhi dikhne mein achi thi, wo meri sasu ke sath baat karne lagi, aur andar chali gayi. Fir wo do log mere se baat karte rahe, aur fir wo log paas ke hi unke koi rishtedaar ke paas chale gaye.

Deepa aur uska ek saal ka bachha abhi bhi sasu mom ke paas hi the. Maine dekha ki sasu mom Deepa ko chhodh ke apne kamo mein lag gayi. Ye dekh main Deepa ke paas chala gaya ki wo akeli thi.

Waha room mein jaise hi main andar gaya, to dekha Deepa apne bachhe ko dudh pila rahi thi, aur uske gore-gore boobs poore blouse ke baahar the.

Ek pal to hum dono ne hi ek-doosre ko dekh ke sharam se muh jhuka liya. Fir Deepa ne hi kaha-

Deepa: Samir ji, aap aa jaye andar.

Aur usne thoda sa boobs ko apne pallu se dhak liya tha. Hum dono baat kar rahe the. Meri nazar baar-baar Deepa ke dudh mein hi jaa rahi thi, aur uska bachha bhi baar-baar hath maar ke pallu ko side kar raha tha, jis kaaran boobs firse nange dikh rahe the.

Ab Deepa ne bhi theek nahi kiya, aur wo bachhe ko aise hi dudh pilane lagi. Wo meri nazar ko achi tarah se pehchan chuki thi, ki main uske dudh dekh raha tha. Is beech uska bachha fir rone laga.

Wo bolne lagi: Dudh to pila diya. Ab kyun ro rahe ho?

Maine Deepa se bachhe ko godi lelu kya poocha, to usne haa mein sar hilaya. Main bachha lene ke liye paas gaya, aur bachha lene ke bahane Deepa ke boobs ko achi tarah se apni hatho mein le liya.

Deepa bhi ek muskan ke sath hi bachhe ko meri godi mein de di. Par ab bhi Deepa ke boobs baahar hi the, aur bachha chup hi nahi ho raha tha. Deepa ne fir se bachhe ko liya. Maine fir uske boobs pe hath fer diya. Is baar Deepa ne mujhe room band karne ko kaha, aur wo apne blouse se doosre boobs ko bhi baahar karke bachhe ko dudh pilane lagi.

Deepa ke dono boobs baahar the, aur main Deepa ke dudh ko dekh raha tha.

Usne pooch hi liya: Lagta hai aapko aapki biwi deti nahi hai.

Maine kaha: Haa, wo doctor ne mana kiya hai pregnancy ke kaaran.

Wo boli: Isliye aap mere dudh pe nazar laga rahe ho?

Uska muh se aisa direct bolna maine umeed nahi ki thi. Wo bachhe ko ek side pe rakh ke bag se ek milk bottle uske muh mein de di. Fir Deepa mere paas aa kar boli-

Deepa: Aapko pasand hai to pee lo aap bhi.

Maine dono boobs ko hath mein liya, aur ek-ek karke boobs choosne laga. Usme se dudh aa raha tha, jo bina kisi swaad ka tha. Main muh bhar ke dudh peeta raha. Ye mera pehla experience tha boobs ka dudh peene ka.

Kuch der baad maine unko lip kiss kiya, aur unki saree kholne laga, to unhone mana kar diya ki kabhi bhi unke husband aa sakte hai. Unhone apni saree upar karke panty nikaal di, aur main unki petticoat ke andar muh ghusa kar chut chaatne laga. Chut mein se unke peshaab ki badbu aa rahi thi. Fir bhi maine thoda choosa.

Aur fir apni pant khol ke, unki chut ke andar lund daal ke Deepa ko chodne laga. Deepa ek bihari aurat thi, jo choodiyan aur paayal pehne hui thi. Ye dekh mujhe aur acha laga ki shaadi-shuda aurat bhi meri deewani ban rahi thi. Maine lagataar 15 minutes use choda, aur chut mein hi apna paani chhodh diya.

Deepa aur maine apne kapde theek kiye, aur sab ko aisa dikhaya ki kuch hua hi nahi tha. Fir mera paas Barsha ka phone aaya. Ab shaadi mein sirf 3 din hi bache the, aur Barsha se baat hui. Maine usko bol diya ki main usko shaadi se pehle ek baar aur chodna chaahta tha.

Barsha boli: Mujhe ghar se kahi jaane nahi denge, aur rahi baat ghar ki to wo bhi possible nahi hai. Kyunki bahut log hai yaha.

Maine kaha: Tum bas kal taiyaar rehna. Main aaunga aur mere paas ek idea hai.

Barsha boli: Kaisa idea?

To maine kaha: Tumhari court marriage karwane ka.

Aur tum mere sath kal hotel chalogi jaha hum apni suhagraat manayenge, ya kaho suhag-din.

Wo mere idea se khush thi, aur kuch gadbad na ho jaye iske liye darr bhi rahi thi.

Doosre din main Barsha ke ghar pahuncha, aur Barsha ko car mein bithaya. Barsha ke hatho mein mehandi lagi thi, aur uske pairon mein bhi. Usne hath mein laal aur hari choodiyan pehni thi, aur pairon mein paayal.

Barsha aur main dono hotel pahunch ke waha entry kiye, aur hum dono ne husband wife bataya ek-doosre ko. Waha ek ladka aaya, aur hum dono ko room mein chhodhne le gaya, aur fir room dikhane ke baad wo ladka bola-

Ladka: Sir, aapko aapke honeymoon ke liye best of luck.

Fir usne kaha: Barsha mam aap bahut Sundar ho.

Us ladke ki nazar Barsha ke jism mein thi. Wo apni nazar se hi Barsha ko chod raha tha. Barsha ne thanks kaha aur hum dono andar chale gaye. Barsha aur main andar jaate hi ek-doosre ke upar toot pade, aur muh mein jeebh daal ke choosne lage.

Wo bolne lagi: Samir jiju, mere husband ho aap, aur main aapki biwi.

Maine Barsha ko hug kar liya, aur kaafi der ek-doosre ke lips chooste rahe. Uske lips ko kaat bhi diya maine.

Barsha boli: Kal hi shaadi hai, nishan par jayega. Aur koi pooch liya to?

Main iski parwaah na karke Barsha ki gardan aur uske poore face mein kiss karta raha. Barsha ab neeche ghutno mein baith ke meri pant khol ke lund baahar karti hai, aur usko masal ke choosne lagi.

Barsha ne 5 minutes lund choosa aur mujhe jhada diya. Sath hi saara lund ka paani pee gayi. Ab Barsha ne mujhe poori tarah se nanga kar diya.

To be continued…