Neeraj Apne Bhayya Ke Saath

Doston! Mai aap ki chehethi neeraj, ek bar phirse aapke paas mera ek naya experience ke saath. Aap logon ne meri experience ‘rakhee ka upahar’ itna sahara hai ki mai tho bagh, bagh hogayee. Jo log use nahin pad sake unke liye yeh site par ‘rishton me chudai’ category mei hai. Tho ayiye aglee episode ke liye.

Jaisa ki aap janthe hai, jab mere pathi bangalore teen din ke liye gaye the tho mere bhayya mere saath rahe, aur us teen din me tho, bhayya ne mujhe choda hi nahi, hamesha meri kamsin bur ke peeche pzde rahthe the.

Uske baad bhayya ka hyderabad aana 15 – 2o dino me ek baar hogaya. Pahle who mahina , ded mahine mei ek baar athe the. Mai bhi 12-15 din gujar the hi mere bhayya ka intezar karthi thi. Ya yun kaho ki mere pyasi bur ko bhayya ka mushtand ka intezar tha. Kyo ki jaise barah baje bookh lagthi hai, waise hi 12 – 15 din gujarthe hi meri bur chul bulane lagthi, meri bur mei se ras risne lagtha itnaki meri panty aur lahanga ya salwar tak geeli hojathi. Aur mei bhayya ka lund ki inezar me rahthi thi. Bhayya mujhe itna jam kar fuck karthe the ki mei tho unki lund ka diwani ban gaye. Waise hi bhayya bhi mere choot ke deewane bane.

Jab bhayya athe the hum bahut si gande baten karthe aur gandee harkathe karthe the. Jaise ki jab hum bathroom mei hai the mai meri urine se bhayya ko shower karthi thee, aur bhayya apne mustand hath mei pakadkar apni urine se mujhe shower karthe the. Mai bhayya ke 8” lambe mote lund se chudne ke baad bhi une mai gandoo kahthi the our wah mujhe randee ya chinal kahthe the..

Sach pooch tho mujhe bhi aisi gande bat karne mei aur gandee harkat karne mei khoob maja milne laga.
7 – 8 maheene ke baad ek bar phir se mere pathi ko tour par jana pada. Abki bar delhi ke ho mei training thee. Yeh promotion trg. Thee. Wo bhi poora ek haptha. Mai apni pathi se poochi ki kya mai apne maike jaa sakthi hun..” tho unone mujhe apne god mei bitha kar bole.. “dekho neeraj apna naya naya bantha colony hai.. Agar ghar thala dikhee tho koi chor ghus saktha hai. Aisee ghtna tum suthi hi ho…”.

Mai boli lekin mei tho aap ke bagair ghar mei akeli rahthi hun.. Din mei tho theek hai lekin raton mei mujhe akale dhar lagthi hai.. Wo bhi ek do din nahi poora one week, kaase chalega…” mai nakhre karthee boli.

“kyon na tum apne bhai ko bulalo.. Last time bhi wahi tho yahan tere sath tha..” mere pathi bole tho gad gad ho gayee. Kyon ki mai tho yahi chahthi thee. Mei mere pati ke god mei baithkar apne raseeli gand unki lund par dabthee boli… “shayad bhayya meri baat na maani tho.. Tumhi baath karlo.. Tho acha hoga.. Bhayya tumhari baat nahi talenge..” aur mere pathi mere saamne hi bhayya se baat kee aur unhone man bhi liya.

Jaisa expected thi bhayya aagaye. Aur phir hamre chudai shuru ho gayee. Mei itna chudakkad ho gayee ki bolo mat. Jayada thar hamara program kitchen me hotha tha. Ya tho kitchen plat form ya dining table hamara chetha chudai ka place ban gayee hai. Hum bahut si gandee harkathe karthe the.

Jis se mujhe khoob majaa atha. Ek din 11 baje aisa hua ki.. Mai khana bana rahi thi, mei sirf ek kurthi pahni thee undar kuch bhi nahi tha. Aur bhayya bhi sirf kurtha pahne the. Unka musall than kar kurthe uaer dikh raha tha. Use dekh kar meri hasee chut gayee.

Bhayya mere peeche akar meri kamar mei dono hath dal kar apna khada lund ko mere masti bhari gaand par dabathe.. Aur meri upar ki mastiyon ko meejthe meri garden par chum rahe the. Mai bhi garden ek oar jhuka kar unke lund ka aur unke chummon ka maza le rahi thi. Mai itna madhosh ho gayee ki maine stow band kardee aur peeche palat kar mere dono hath bhayya ke gale mei dal kar ankh marthee puchi.. “kya bath hai bhayya.. Aisi kya madhoshi hai..?”

“salee.. Chinal. Maloom kya madhosh hai… itni mast aur chikni gaand dekh kar tho mai vaise hi khalas ho jatha hun..” aur jor se meri choochi ko masalne lage… “aaa…hh.. Mere chodu bhayya… jara anpi choti bahen par tharas khao… itni jor se maslo ge kya…” mei mazaa leti nakre karthi boli.

Bhayya ne mujhe apne hathon me uthakar mujhe dining table par chit litaya aur meri kurthi upar kardee. Mai kamar ke neeche nangi thi. Bhayya ne fridge se butter ka katora le aye aur meri bur ki puttiyonko apne left hand ki fore finger aur thumb se phaila kar dher sara makkan doosre hath se nikale aur use meri bur ke andar rakhne lage. Makkan ka thanda pan neri bur mei ek ajeeb si sihran doudayee. Mai us thand ko bear karthe hue bhayya ke harkat ka wait kar rahi thi. Meri choot makkan se dhakne ke baad bhayya apna lund mere choot par lagaye aur ek baar use meri bur par upar neeche ragad kar chut ki muhn par lagaye aur ek jor ka dhakka diye…

Meri bur pahle se hi geeli ho chuki the.. Aur upar se makkan ki chiknayee. Ek hi dhakke mei bhayya poora ka poora meri usme ghus gayee… “ahhahhh…” mei karahee. Bhayya ne apni lund char, panch bar meri nur mei aage peeche kiya aur phir lund bahar nikal kar meri muhn ke oar le ayae aur bole “chat meri gudiya…. Chat apni bhai ki makkan se chipudi lund ko..”
Unke is action se mei gad gad ho gaye aur boli “hai bhayya… yeh tode hi makkan hai.. Isme tho makkan ke saath meri bur ka shahad bhi tho hai…?

“tho kya hua ranee.. Tere hi bur ka shahad hai na…?’ “han bhayya who tho theek hai.. Par isme aapka lund ka ras hota tho aur maza ata.. Na..” mei itlathi boli.

“parwah nahi meri munni.. Mere lund ras ka mei tujhe omlet khilaunga.,. Ab tho ise choos lolly pop ki tarah..”aur mere muhn mei apna lund ghusa diya.. Bhayya mujhe kya kya naamo se bulathe the.. Kabhi gudiya tho kabhi munni, chunnu,, sweet heart, salee, chinal.. Aur randi.. Na jane kya kya.. Yeh sab sun kar mei aur garm ho jathi thi.

Mei bhayya ka makkan se chupudi lund ko choos choos kar maze lerahi thi.. Bhayya meri mastiyon e khilwad karte, ghundiyon ko pinch karthe.. Mere kankh (armpit) mei gud gudi karte rahe.

Panch minit choos kar jab meine bhayya ke lund ko bahar nikalee tho bhayya muje dining table par gutno par jhukaye aur peechese.. Meeri bur mei apna mushtnd ko jor se pele… “aahh.. Isss… bh..A.Yy..Aa…aah.. Itna jor se kyon pel the ho..” mei dard se chat patathi boli. Ne jaane kyon itni bar karane ke baad bhi bhayya ka har bar pichli se jyada motapa lagtha.

“chup.. Chunnu.. 7, 8 mahine se tho lerahi hai phir bhi nakhre karthi hai..” aur bhayya ne meri chutad par apni hatheli ka ek maar padi. “aaahhh..Umm..” mei dard aur jalan se phir cheek padi. Bhayya mere chutadon par ek hath chalathe hue dusre hath se mere mast boobs ko masal rahe the.. Nipples ko pinchkar rahe the. Mujhe tho heaven dikh rahatha, aur mei apni gaand ko peeche ko dhakel ne lagi.

Thodi der baad bhayya ne meri ander dhakelna band kare aur lund ko andar hi rakh kar, meri gudaj chutodon par makkan chipudne lage. Ab tak maar khayee meri chutad ab makkan ki thandak se rahat mil rahi thi. “sweety… meri gudiya.. Kai si hai..?” bhayya pooche.

“…ummm.Isss… kuch mat pucho bhayya.. Bas mujhe jannat dikh rahi hai.. Aur vaise hi makkan ko lagao.. Aur aap ka ek ungli mere muhnme dedo.” mei gaand hilathi boli. Bhayya ka hath mere muhn ke paas aya tho mei unki ungli muhn mei lekar choos rahi thi.. Masti mei bhayya kya kar rahe the mujhe nahi maloom par jab bhayya ne apna musal bahar kheenche tho puchi.. “bhayya.. Kya hua..? Aur mei peeche palat kar dekhi. “kuch nahi..Janoo.. Socha kuch der tumhari gaand mei ungli karoon..”

Bhayya se chudwthe chudwathe gaand mei ungli karwana mujhe bhi acha lagtha tha. Aur bhayya ko dakh kar ek madak hansee hansi, aur ankh marthi sar hilayi ki karo. “salee.. Teri yahi ada tho mujhe pagal banathi hai…”

“han.. Mere chodu bhayya nehi yeh sab sikhayee.. Aur mei kya karthi.. Bado ka anukaran tho karna hoga na…” aur mei apne nichle honth ko dantho thale dabathi boli. Bhayya mer gaand mei ungli karne lage.. Pahle forefinger se khurede.. Phir middle finger se khured ne lage.. Bhayya ka kuredna meeri mei aag bhadka rahi thi.. Aur mei gaand ko peeche dhakelthi boli… “ab ba bhayya… meri choot khujla rahi hai.. Aapka pelo… “

Jaise hi mei pelo boli bhayya ne apna lund ander ko dhakeal.. Meri bur me nahi, gaand mei.. Makkan ki chiknahat ke wajah se bhayya ka supada ander ghus gaya…”offf..Aaahhh.. Bhayya..Aa/.. Yeh kya kar raheho.. Whan nahi… bur mei pelo.. Mei dard se karah thi boli..

Bhayya mere gaand ke peeche bahut dino se the.. Lekin mai har baar kisi na kisibahane bhayya ko tal rahi thi. Lagtha hai bhayya ko taal ne ki meri irada bhanp gaye.

Mei dard e chilla hi rahi thi ki bhayya ne ek aur dakka mare mere gaand ander. “aaahhh…uuummm…issss… “ mei aur jor se chillayi.. Lagtha hai adha lund andar chala gaya. “naheeennn.. Bhayya…na.. Ohmaaa. Nikalo.. Bahut dard ho raha hai..” mei ruanse swar mei boli.. Lekin bhayya e meri ek na suni.. Meri kamar ko jor se jakad kar ek bar aur pele…

“mmmmaaaaa….Ummm…..Uufff… mei mar gayee…” mei jor se chillayee.. Unka mushtand meri mei poora ghus gaya.. Bhayya ka pedu.. Meri putto se ragad khane lagi.. Isi se mei samajh gayee ki unka poora ka poora meri tang gaand mei sama gayee.
“aa..Hhh…bhayya.. Pl. Nahin.. Bahut dard ho raha hai..Oh..Maaaa.. Ufff..” mei dard se karahi aur bhayya se apna lund nikalneko boli. Lekin bhayya meri ek nahi sunee.. Aur kahnelage.. “neeru meri yari behana.. Ab bas thodi der aur bardast karlo.. Dekho.. 3 ya 4 minit mei tumhe bhi maza ane lagega.. Please.. Sorry.. Tumhari gaand dekh kar mei apne aap ko sambhal nahi paya… oh kya mast gaand hai teri…ummm”

Bhayya meri peet par jhuk kar mere peet par, garden par, meri kaan ke lao ko choom rahe the.. Aur ek hath mere neeche lejakar meri latakthi choochis ko maslane lage.. Ahh! Mei kya karthi.. Ab tho bhayya mujhe chodne wale nahin.. Mei kun kunmathe.. Karahthe… ghutno par thi aur bhayya ka apni mere mei ander bahr hone laga.

Bhayya ke phuslathe meethi bathe.. Aur unka mujhe choomna.. Aur meri gaand ko tareef karna yeh sab mere mein asar kar rahe the.. Mei itni dard mei bhi mei apni gaand peeche dhakelne lagi. Jaise hi meri gaad peeche dakka dee. Bhayya ko josh aagaya. “neeru.. My sweety..Maza aaraha haina..?” pooche..
“khak maza aaraha hai… meeri gaand dard se chat pata rahi hai.. Aur tume tho meri parwah hi nahi..” mei unhe ched thi boli aur mei ek bar phir peeche dakka dee. “dekho kaise peeche dakke de rahi ho.. Iska kya matlab hai.. Thu bhi enjoy kar rahi.. Ho..” ab meine bathe band kar dee aur khamosh padi rahi. Lekin jaisse jaise bhayya ka under bahar horaha tha mujhe maza ane laga.. Upar se bhayya apni doosri hathse meri bur mei ungli kar rahe the.

Bhayya ka ungli bur mei jathe hi mei apne aap ko bhul gaye.. Aur boli… “bhayya jaldi karo.. Meri bur mei khujliho rahi hai.. Aur tum apna lund meri gaand se nikaloge tab meri bur chudegi.. Jaldi..Karo.. Waise bhi.. Meri gutne ghis rahe hai.. Ummm… aahh.. “ mei moan kar rahi thi aur bhayya ka meri gaand mei leel rahi thi. Ab meri gaand mei utna dard nahi jitna pahle tha.
12 – 15 minit tak bhayya meri gaand marne ke baad jhad gaye. Jab mei uthkar khadi hona chahi tho lad kada gayi. Bhayya ne jaldi mujhe sambhala aur mujhe bed room laye. Mujhe bistar par litakar khud mere side mei gire. Bhayya bhi thak chuke the. Bahut der thak hum waise hi rahe. Phir uthkar apne aap ko saaf kiye.

Meri gaand mei ab bhi dard horaha tha. Yeh bat jab meine bhayya ko boli tho unhone mere gaand ko garm pani ka senk dee, jis se mujhe bahut rahat milee. “neeru ghar mei whisku hai kya..?” bhayya pooche. Mere pati kabhi kabhi peethe hai.. Meine kaha hai tho wah khud uthkar whisky bottle nikalee aur dono glaso mei dal kar ek mujhe dee aur doosra khud liye. “ise piyo dard kam ho jayega..” meine ek ghoont lee. Is se pahle maine kabhee nahi lee.. Wah tho ek dum kadwa hai.. Bhayya ke phir kahne par mei ankh moond kar pee gayee. Uske baad bahut der tak hum soye rahe. Sham ko jab uthe tho meri dard kuch kam hua.

Sham ko hum dono hamari mummy ke yaha gaye.. Mere parents hamare yahan se koi 15 km doori par rahthe hai. Mummy, papa aur neri choti bahen sanju mujhe dekh kar bahut khush hue. Waise bhayya tho jab bhi hyderabad ate unhe mil hi lethe hai.
Us raat hum wahi kahana khane ke baad hamare ghar ke liye chal pade. Bhayya car drive kar rahe the. Sardi ke din the. Raat ke dus bajhe the. Sadke sun san thi. “bhayya gadi mai chalathi hun.” mai poochi. Mere paati mujhe gadi chlane nahin dete the. “theek hai” bhayya bole. Mei door open karke neechi utri aur driving seat ke pas ayee lekin bhayya drivng seat se nahin utre. “… bhayya utro..” mi boli.

“kyon.. Waise hi meri godi mei baith kar gaadi chala” bhayya ke baat sun the hi mere badan mei san sanee phail gayee. Kaise kaise kinky ideas athe hai bhayya ko. Mei gad gadathi man se baithene hi wali thiki bhayya bole ‘ruko’ aur unhone apna pant ka zip neeche kheench ka apna lund bahar nikale. Unka thabhi tayyar kahda hai. Mei ander baithi. Bhayya mere kamar ke gird hath dal kar mujhe kas ke apni god mei bithaye. Meri mast chootad bhayya ke badan ko choothe hi mere badan mei aag bahdak ne lagi. Aur mei meri chootadon ko bhayya ke god mei dabayee.

Bhayya apne hath ko kamaar se upar uthye aur mere dono mastiyon ko jor se dabathe ‘pam..Pam’ bole. “yeh kya hai bhayya mere chochiyan horn hai kya..?” mai nakhre karthi boli tho bole. “han mei theri yeh horn dabatha hun tu mera gear ko handle kar.”

“gear…? Who kidhar hai..?” mei boli.. “are.. Tere gaand ke niche jo dabee hai..” mai kuskurai aur gaadi chalane lagi. Kuch der baad mei boli..”bhayya…!” “han..”

“sanju ko chodne ka irada hai…?” mei poochi sanju mere choti bahen mere se chaar sal choti hai aura ab who 19 ki ho gayi hai. Grauation I tear mei hai. Bhayya ne ek bar mujhe dekhe aur gach kar mere gaalon ko chomne lage.. “are.. Are..Bahyya.. Yeh mai hoon.. Sanju nahi..” mei khil khila kar hansthe boli, “neeru.. Thu kaise thad gayi mai sanju ko chodna chahtha hun…?” “mujhe sab maloom bhayya.. Kaise tum use ghoor rahe the.. Jaise hi wah jara jukhee ki tum uske gale mei jahnkthe apna maslana mei dekh chuki hoon.

“meri gudiya.. Thu kitnee achi hai.. Kab programme banaogi..?” bhayya pooche. “tum abhi teen char din rahoge na bhayya.. Socch the hai,. Use kais patna..” hum aise hi bathen karthe ghar pahunche.. Phir us raat bhayya ne phir meri bur ko do bar chode. Aur gaand bhi marna chahthe the.. Lekin mujhe abhi bhi dard ho raha tha, isi liye mana kardee. Phir hum bilkul nange.. Ek dusre ke bhahon me rah kar ek doosre ke badan ko shla the, choomthe, caht the, par karthe so gaye.

Mai sanju ko patana ke liye use ghar bulana chahi.. Aur bhayya se boli.. “bhayya mei sanju ko kal bula loon?” bhayya kuch der soch the rahe aur bole “nahi..Kal nahi.. Parson bulao.. Kal mujhe mere ho jana hai, aur wahan der hojayegi..” “tho kya hua.. Mei use raat ko rok lethi hunn.. Raat mei araam se use apna chudai dikha kar patayenge..” “theek hai.. “ bhayya bole aur wahi baat sonch the sonch the hum so gaye. Lekin doosre din takdeer ne dosra hi karwat li. Us din bhayya dus baje chale gaye..

Dopeher ke 1.30 baje ka samay tha. Mei lunch kee aur meri bed par padee aur gujre theen dino ki khyal mei doob rahi thi. 3 din pahle mere pathi ko delhi 10 days training ke liye janatha tho unho ne mere bhayya ko mere yahan rahne ko kah kar chale gaye.. Bhayya ke rehne se mujhe kya objection ho sakthi hai. Aur in theen dino mei mei bhayya ke saath rang reliyan khel kar mouj manyi thi.

Mei un theen aur soch rahi thi. Aur agle char din self, bhayya aur sanju ke saath kaise mast gujregi, isi ke bare mei soch kar garm hone lagi aur meri bur mei pani risne lagi aur khujlee ho rahee thi. Meine apna kurtha upar kamar par dale aur salwar aur panty ke upar se hi meri geeli bur ko kured rahi thi. Itne mei door ki bell ring hua. Is samay koun ho saktha hai.. Yehi sochthe meine door kholi tho saamne meri nanad tahri hui thi. “are.. Prema bhabhi.. Tum.. Aao.. Aao..” meine une under bulaya.
Prema meri nanad hai.. Jo mere pathi se bhi 3 saal badi hai aur 28 saal ki hai aur do bachchon ki maa hai. Wah meri nanad hone par bhi mere pati se badi hai mei unhe bhabhi kah thi aur wah mujhe neeraj kahthi hai. Uska ghar hamara yahan se koi 2 km door par hai. Wah kabhi kabhi mere se gappe ladane ya shopping ya filme dekhne aathi hai. Use bhi filme dekhne ka shouk hai.

“bhabhi khana ho gaya…?” mere pooch ne par wah boli…”han…neeraj ho gaya.. Aise hi gappe marne ayi hoon.. Ghar mei bore ho rahi thi.

“aao, mere kamre mei baith the hai..” aur mei unhe mere kamre mei le gayee. Mei unki taraf dekhi tho wah boli..”actually neeraj.. Mai thumhe kuch dikhane ayi hoon..” “kya…film…?” hamesha picture ka karchmeu kartee hunt hi shayd aaj wou karegi, yehi soch kar ooochi.

“han… lekin theatrre mei nahi .. Yahi…” “oh! Tho kya koi nayee cd layee ho..” “nahin.. Mere mobile par….” aur usne apna samsung mobile nikali aur kuch daba kar mere haath mei mobile rakhee. Usme dekh the hi meri dil dhakh kar gayee.

Us video mei bilkul nangi chit padi thee. Mei gabhara kar use dekhi tho wah hasthe huye boli.. “dekhoo.. Age aur hai..” aur mei ne apni najar phir se mobile par dale. Wah ek video hai.. Shayad do dinpahle ki hai.

Jai se ki maine kaha usme mai ek dam nangi chit leti thee. Aur mere chuchiyon ke niche mere pet par mere bhayya baithe hai.. Aur unka 8” lamba lund meri chuchiyon ke beech hai aur mei mere chuchiyon ko apne hathon se ek doosre ki oar dabaa rahi hun.. Jis se bhayya ka lund mere chuchiyon ke beech mei sandwich ban gayi..

Bhayya age piche move ho rahe hai aur mere chuchiyon ko chod rahe hai.. Bhayya meri ghundi yon ko massl rahe the.. Vus video mein dialogues bhi aa rahe the. Jo mei aur mere bhayya baat kar rahe the. Thodi der baad bhayya mere chathiyon par khalas ho gaye aur meri bagal mei gir gaye. Meri chuchiyon par, mere galon par aur muhn par bhayya ka ghada, safed sperm dikh rahi hai. Mei tho sharm se mar gayee, us video dekh kar aur dhar bhi rahi thi. Video band hua

Phir himmat karke meine prema ki oar dekha. Wah mujhe hi dekh rahi thi. Meine himmat karke dhire se boli… ‘bhabhi.. Yeh.. Yeh…”

“tumhari hi hai.. Tere bhayya ke saath.. Bahut achi aye video hai na..?” meri nanad boli.

Mei khamosh rahi. Phir prema ne kahi “gabhar anahi.. Yes secret mere pas hi rahegi.. Lekin…” wah ruku

“lekin.. Lekin kya…”mei dhadakthe dil se poochi. “thu mere pathi ka bistar garm karna..” wah aise boli yeh koyi aam baath hai..
“bhabhi .. Yeh kya kah rahi ho.. Tumae pathi mee bhai lag the hai mallom..” mei jaa gusse me boli.

“bhai lagthe .. Hai tho nahi.. Waise bhi thu apni sagi bhayya se chudaskthi ho tho mee pathi se kyo nahi…?”
“kya.. Koi alternative nahi..?” meipoochi. ”nahi..”

“theek hai“ mai hatiyar dalthi boli.. Lekin meri ek sharth hai..” prema nuje who kya hai poochi.
Tum bhi mere bhayya sse karwana.. “

“wo tho mai waise karoongi.. Kya astana musal hai tere bhayya ke pas.. Thu jab bole tab..” prema boli. Uska pathi rly mei tte hai. “tere pathi jab tour pe ho to raat ko ajana.. Programe banjayega..
“who tho aaj hichale gaye hai..” “tho phir aaj raat hiaa jao.. Dono maje lootenge..” meo boli..

Tho doston. Mei aur prema bhayya se kaise nasty udayee.. Meine sanju ko kaise pataya.. Aur mei kasi prema ke pathise chudwayee.. Yeh sab agle episodes.. Mei.. Aap ka rai.. Meri saheli sudha kie mail par dena.. E mai. Hai [email protected].