Mai Batchalan Bahu No 1

Hi dosto, aj mai pornasaxena ek aur pyari sex story pesh karne ja rahi hun. Dheeraj se padhiyega.

Shadi ke 1 sal hogaye the. Mai aur mere pati delhi ke chennai me rehte the, kyuki unki posting wahi pe thee. Hamari arrange marriage thee. Shadi ke 3 mahine to bahut hi acchha beeta, pati ke sath ghumna feerna, rat ko sex. Par fir dheere dheere wo kam me busy rehne lage, aur mai gharme bore hoti.

Mera asli sasural mp ke rajgarh me hai, jaha mere saas aur sasur rehte the. Jahan se ekbar meri saas ka phone aya, jisme unhone kaha ke unki sans ki bimari badh gayi hai aur mujhe unke dekhwal ke liye unke pas bulane lagi.

Mere pati jhat se razi hogaye mujhe bhejne ko, ispar mujhe acchha to nahi laga, par kuchh keh bhi na pai. Aur 3 din bad mujhe train me bitha aye. Mai rajgarh akele ayi, ispar bhi apne pati par gussa aya. Kisi tarah ghar pahunchi to dekha saas ne bistar pakad lee hai, aur sasur pas baitha hai.

To mai jate hi ghar ke kam me lag gayi, ab saas ka sara kam mujhe hi karna pad raha tha. Bazar se lekar khana, rasoi se lekar bartan manzna.

Jaha hum rehte the wo town ilaka tha, bazar bhi pas hi tha, to jyada to pareshani nahi huyi, par raste me ek party club tha, jaha aksar kuchh badmash tash khelte rehte, ratko waha daru aur satta bazi bhi chalta tha. Mere sasur bhi unlogo ke sath tash khelte the, aur kabhi kabhi to peekar bhi ghar laut te. Saas unhe bahut gali deti par wo sunte hi nai, din me kam par jate aur rat ko club me. Wo ek lohe ke karkhane me kam karte the, umar 58 sal.

Lekin mai jab bhi din ho ya sham bazar jatee thee, us club ke samne ek admi lagbhag 35-40 sal ka aksar khada mujhe ghoorta rehta tha. Aur uske sath hamesha ek chhota 18 sal ka ladka rehta tha. Mujhe dekh kar koi na koi bat karke haste rehte. Waise ye chhed chhad to har ladki ko jhelni padti hai, upar se mai apne bare me batau to, mera nam hai neelam, umar 25, gora rang, bra size 38c, kamar 28, kulhe 40. Ht 5’6”. To ap agar jo ladki ho to samajhti hogi ke kitne ladke mujhpe line marte honge shadi se pehle.

Mere aye ko 2 mahine hogaye the. Ekbar jab sasur sham ko ghar laute, to unke sath do aur log bhi aye the, wo koi aur nahi wahi dono the jo mujhe bazar jate waqt taad te rehte the.

Mujhe dekh kar unme se jo bada tha wo muskurane laga, par maine normal rehkar, unhe chai, nasta diya. Aur apne kamre me wapis agayi, saas apne kamre me araam kar rahi thee, aur sasur undono ke sath baithe bate karne lage.

Bato bato me pata chala ke us admi ka nam bhola hai, umarme kafi bada, bade bal, lamba, kala, bilkul gunde jaisa dikhta hai, aur wo baccha jiska nam birju hai, uska chamcha hai. Birju hamesha bhola ko boss pukarta tha. Mai unki bate sun rahi thee, apne kamre se. To bhola mere sasur ko kehne laga…

Bhola —- -chacha ji apki bahu ke hath ki roti bahut acchhi lagi mujhe…

Sasur —- -ha ha… Meri bahu acchha khana bana leti hai. Jab jee kare khane ajaya karo.

Bhola —- chalo theek hai, kalse hum yahi, khel jamate hai. Apki bahu ka hath ki roti bhi mil jayegi. Aur mai botal le aunga. Kyu…?

Sasur —- are, abhut acchha tareeka hai.

Sasur ji to jhat se man gaye, par mujhe acchha nahi laga, ek to inki niyat theek nahi lagi mujhe, uparse roj inke liye roti banani padegi. Par ab jab sasur ne khud hi bula liya hai to kya kiya jaye.

Ab wo agle din aya, wo teeno roj taash khelte, kabhi kabhi aur bhi log ajate the, aur khelte khelte, daru peekar gharme hungama bhi karte the. Aur mujhe unsab bewdo ko roti aur chai deni padti thee. Saas gali deti par sasur ko to bas free ki daru chahiye, wo nahi sunte the. Jyadatar ye teeno hi reh jate der rat tak. Kuchh din aisa hi chalta raha. Lekin mai har roj saas ko dawai dekar kha peekar sojati hun.

Lekin isbich me bhola apna asli roop dikhata rahta tha. Mai jab bhi khana ya pani dene jati, kuchh na kuchh kehta, ya aisa karta jisse mujhe gussa ajata. Kabhi kuchh bol deta… Jaise ki ”wah kya bhajiya hai, jee karta hai, tumhara hath choom loo”, meri chuchiyo ki or ankho se ishara karke kehta ”bade acchhe hai”. Aur mere sasur nashe me choor in bato ko parwa nahi karte the.

Uski himmat badhne lagi to, kabhi mere hath chhoo leta tha, kabhi saree ke pallu ko pakad leta. Magar mai chup rehti. Karti bhi kya? Roj sochti ke pati ko bata dun phone karke, ya saas se shikayat karu par pata nahi kyu, maine khud hi ise chalne diya.

Ya fir dil ki bat kahu to bhola ka chhedna mujhe kamuk bana deta tha, par mai man hi man ye sochti ke, khelte rehne me kya bura hai, waise bhi gharme saas sasur rehte hai, wo age to nahi badh sakta. Mai bhi free hokar uska daw usipe chalne lagi, kabhi janbujh kar kamar hilakar chalti to kabhi pallu hatakar fir dalti jo dekh kar un dono ke hosh udjate the. Lekin ek din ye khel mujhpe itna bhari padega kabhi sapne me bhi nahi socha tha maine.

Ekbar ki bat hai, jab bhola, birju aur mere sasur daru peete huye tash khelte khelte bahut rat hogayi, mai soti huyi saas ko dawai dene gayi to pichhe se ek awaz ayi…

Bhola  —- laiye aj mai chachi ji ko dawai deta hun.

Ye sunkar mai ruk gayi, ke tabhi wo age aya aur mujhse dawai le li. Aur mujhe jane ko kaha, mai thoda hairan huyi, par fir darwaze par ayi, to bahar sasur ji par nazar padi. Waha jo dekha usse mei andar tak hil gayi…

Sasur ji, daru ke nashe me behosh pade hai, aur birju ek gamchhe se unke hath aur muh bandh raha hai. Ye dekh kar mai chillakar birju ko boli…

Mai —- ye kya kar rahe ho tum??

Birju —- wo … Wo … Boss ne kaha hai.. Pakad lo boss..!!!

Itne me picchhe se koi mere kamar ko pakad leta hai, mai cheekhne ko muh kholti hun lekin awaz nahi nikal pati, kyuki ek kapda meri muh me ghus jata hai. Aur jo hath mere kamar ko pakde tha, mujhe jameen se upar utha kar mere khudke kamre me lekar jata hai, mai hath pair marti hun par bhola mujhe apne sath lekar bistar par girta hai, tab mere kamre ka darwaze se birju bhi andar akar andar se kundi laga deta hai. Bhola mere upar leta mujhe dabocha hua rehta hai.

Kapda itne jorse muh me daba rakhta hai ke mera dum ghut ta hai, mai chhatpatana band karte hi, kapda bhi dheela hojata hai, jisse mei thode sans leti hun, aur fir pichhe se mere kan ke pas bhola ka muh akar ruk jata hai…

Bhola —- chillakar koi fayda nahi, tumhari saas uth jayegi. Mai aj tumhe chodunga to jarur, agar chup chap man jao to aram se karunga, warna muh me kapda thoos kar wo hal karunga ke sari jindagi yad rakhogi. Mai kapda nikal raha hun, agar cheekhi to soch lena.

Mere mathe par paseena aur ankho me dar faylne laga. Ke tabhi wo mere upar se hata aur kapde ko ahiste se nikala. Mai thoda khans ne ke bad boli…

Mai —- –bhola ji, ye kya kar rahe hai, mere saas aur sasur ji bahar hi soye hai, mujhe jane dijiye. Mai hath jod ti hun.

Bhola has padta hai —- —he he he… Tere sasur ko aisa daru peelaya hun ke wo kal dopahar tak nahi uthega, aur teri saas sorahi hai, agar tu nahi chillayegi to bas ekbar karke chala jaunga. Kisiko kuchh nahi pata lagega.

Kuchh derke liye to mera dimag sun pad gaya, bas ek hi tareeka reh gaya tha, usse apni izzat ki bheekh mangne ka, maine akhri bar kosish kee. Aur uske ghutno ko pakad liye..

Mai —- -bhola ji… Bhola ji… Mai ek shadi shuda aurat hun, mujhe apavitra mat kariye, mai apke pair padti hun.

Wo aur jorse has pada, aur mere pallu ko pakad kar nikal ne laga. Mere blouse me kasi huyi mummo ko ghoorne laga, mai apne pallu ko sametne lagi, par bhola dropadi ke cheer haran jaisa mere pallu ko kheechne laga. Mai uske kareeb jane se dar rahi thee, aur isliye apne khulti saree ke sath ghoomne lagi, to saree meri petticoat se alag hogayi, mai apni chhati pe hath rakh kar darwaze ki or bhagi, par birju gherkar khada tha, mai pichhe mudi.

Bhola akar mujhe samne se pakad liya. Mai chillakar rone lagi, par wo mujhe lejakar dobara bistar pe patak kar, mere gal par ek thappad rakh diya…

Bhola —- chup…!!! Abe randi chillayegi to gand mardunga.

Us thappad ne meri awaz ko puri tarah se daba diya. Aur mai wapis sambhal pati usse pehle hi wo meri blouse ke buttons tod kar blouse ko do taraf kar chuka tha. Meri safed bra pahad ki tarah unchi lag rahi thee. Uske tagde hath mere bra ke upar se hi meri chuchiyo ko bheenchne dabane lage. Mai apne sar baye taraf kari to dekha birju bistar ke kareeb khada apna lund zip se nikal kar mooth mar raha hai. Itne me mujhe laga jaise bhola mujhe uthakar bistar par bithane laga aur kaha…

Bhola —- -hath upar kar be sali…

Us thappad ke nashe me maine hath upar kiya aur mera blouse pura nikal gaya. Aur fir bhola ne mujhe apni baho me bhar liya…Aur birju se bola…

Bhola —- -abe birju, chal jaldi iski bra ka button khol.

Aur fir thode masakkat ke bad wo ladka meri bra ki hook ko khol diya. Aur aisa karte hi meri chuchiya uchhal kar bhola ki chhati se ja takrayi. Wo mujhe wapis bistar par dhakel diya. Mai pith ke bal bistar pe let gayi, aur wo meri latki huyi bra ko samne se kheechkar ekdum alag kardiya.

Jaise hi paseene se bheegi meri chuchiyo par pankhe ki thandi hawa lagi to mujhe hosh agaya, ke ye to meri bra bhi nikal chuka hai, mai apne dono hatho se kisi tarah apni badi chuchiyo ko chhipane lagi. Par bhola ki nazar unpar bhediya ki tarah gadi thee. Wo fauran meri kamar par baith gaya aur mere dono hatho ko apne dono hatho se mere bagal ke do taraf daba ke pakad liya.

Meri dono nazuk chuchiya uske muh ke samne khuli padi thee, aur usi waqt birju ki cheekh meri kano tak pahuchi.

Birju —- kya mal hai boss. Jaldi se chooslo boss, chooso na.

To bhola ka sar tezi se niche aya, kya hona hai soch kar maine ankhe band karke, bistar ke chadar ko jor se pakad liya. Aur agle hi pal aisa laga mano koi meri dayi chuchi par garma garam vacuum cleaner laga diya ho. Mere muh se ”aaaarrrgghh… Mmhhaaa….” nikli, aur mere hoth mere danto tale dab gaye. Mujhe ajeeb si gudgudi horahi thee, aj.

Waise to mera pati bhi meri chuchiyo ko bade pyaar se choosta tha, par aj kuchh special tha. Aj meri jabardasti horahi thee, mere hi gharme, shayad yahi wajah hai ke bhola mujhe deewana kar raha tha. Bhola ka muh meri dono chuchiyo ko barabar maza de raha tha, meri petticoat ke niche meri choot me pani beh nikla tha. Kamse kam 10 min istarah choosne ke bad bhola uthkar meri pettycoat ko upar karne laga, aur kamar se upar ate hi meri black panty dikhne lagi.

Wo mere pairo ke bich hath ferne laga, aur fir chaddi ko kheech kar niche se nikal diya, mai ab puri nangi padi thee, sirf pettycoat mere kamar pe lapete pade the. Itne me bhola bola…

Bhola —- —abe birju, tujhe to iska chuchi bahut e accha lagta hai na, choosega to aja…

Mai ghabrakar birju ki or dekhi to wo apni pant utar fenka aur khushi khushi akar mujhpar fir sawar hokar meri chuchiyo par hamla bol diya. Wo ekdum pagalo ki tarah choosne chatne laga tha. Itne me mere choot me huyi halchal se mera badan kamp uttha. Bhola meri choot ki chamdiyo ko alag karke us surakh me nak laga kar sunghne laga…

Bhola  —- sniff… Sniff … Mmhhhaaa ….. Aaahhhh….. Kya khusboo hai. Ye choot nahi ye to fulo ka bahar hai.

Usne apni do ungli meri gili choot me dalkar fir bahar laya aur chap chap karke choosne laga. Mai uski harkat se aur utawli horahi thee. Itne me bhola ne meri jangho ko pakad kar choot chat ne laga.

Mai —- uuuu iiiimm mmm maaaaa …… Ssshh …… Maa… Re…

Uparse birju meri chuchiya choos raha tha aur niche bhola, uswaqt me dharti par nahi, lagraha tha asmaan me ud rahi hun. Kuchh hi der me mere pure badan me bijli daud gayi…

Mai —- –aaahhaaa …. Hey… Bhagwaann ….. Mai …. Gayiiii …… Aaaahh..

Meri choot me se kaamras ki barish hone lagi, jise bhola amrit ke jaise chap chap karke peene laga. Mai shant pad gayi, birju meri chuchiyo ko choosna chhod daba raha tha, aur nipple se khel raha tha.

To bhola use hatne ko kehkar, khud apne sare kapde utar ke mere upar ane laga. Mai samajh gayi ke meri choot chudne wali hai, uske 7” lambi lund mere choot ke surakh se takrayi to mai chhatpatayi, wo mere upar let gaya, aur mere pair apne ap khulkar usko newta dene lage.

Uski chhati akar meri chuchiyo pe lag gaye. Aur tabhi uska hath niche meri choot ki or gaya, aur uske lund ko meri choot me ghusane laga. Mujhe thoda dard hua to mai bol padi…

Mai —- bhola ji, aah… Thoda ….Uuiiimaa…. Dheere.. Se….

Bhola  —- aaah…. Chup kar chhinal… Chup chap padi reh… Hhaaahhh … Samjhi… Mmhh..

Uska lund meri choot me thoda sa ghuskar ruk gaya, aur wo apna kamar upar niche karne laga. Humdono siskariya le rahe the.

Bhola —- hun… Hun…. Aaarrhh… Hun… Hun …Aah… Aah…. Hun….

Mai —- aaaahh… Aaahhh…Aaaah…. Mar gayi… Ram.. Ji… Uuhh….Sshhh….

Kai dhakko ke bad uski kamar ab seedhe mere kamar se takrane lagi, pura lauda mere jism ke andar se ghus aur nikal raha tha. Bistar ”kuun…Kuuun…Kuun.” ki awaz kar raha tha. Har dhakke ke sath… ”thappp … Thapp …Thapp..” ki awaz bhi arahi thee. Mujhe kuchh hosh nahi tha, kya horaha hai, mai masti me apne pair bhola ke kamar me kas ke usko niche se dhakke derahi thee. Istarah fir 20 min ki takat war chudai ke bad bhi hum paseene se latpat shot pe shot mare ja rahe the.

Aur fir achanak hi bhola ka badan tight hone lagta hai, uska lund andar chihak ne lagti hai, aur wo jhadne lagta hai. Uska lund ka garam pani meri choot me jwala mukhi ki tarah fat ta hai. Jo mujhe bhi jhadne par majboor kardeta hai, hum dono ek dusre ko pure jorse pakad kar jhadne lagte hai.

Jab uski guthli puri khali hojati hai to wo meri ankho me dekhta hai. Use dekh kar pata nahi kyu mujhe itna pyar ata hai ke mai uski hotho ko choom leti hun. Shayad usne jo khushi aur chain mujhe aj diya hai, mere pati ne kabhi nahi diya tha.

Ab to kai din tak hum chhup chhup kar gharme bahar chudai karte rehte hai. Birju bhi mujhe kai dafah chod chuka hai. Kai bar to pakde jate huye bach gayi hun.

Fir vi risk lekar chudwane me hi asli maza hai dosto. Usdin maine jana ke pati ke alawa kisi aur se chhipke chudwane me jo maza hai wo aur kisi me nahi hai. Akhir hum ladkiyo ki jism to hai hi mardo ke liye. Chhupake rakhne me humara hi ghata hai. Ek bharose mand mard dhundo aur maze karo saheliyo.

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