Germany Se Lauti Pyassi Behen Smita Ki Chudai

Mera naam Harman hai. Mai 25 saalka hoon. Mai Bangalore me rehta hoon, aur profession se computer engineer hoon. Meri behen mujhse 2 saal badi hai, aur uska rang gora hai.
Figure 34-30-36 aur naam hai Smita.

Meri behen bhi ek software company me kaam karti hai aur pichle saal he usse Germany jaane ka mauka mila.Pura kharcha uski company ne uthaya aur mummy-papa ke permission se woh Germany jaane ke liye tayaar hogayi.

Mujhe abhi bhi yaad hai ki jab woh Bangalore me thi, toh who bahut simple dikhti thi. Usme sab kuch sadhaaransa tha koi bhi aisi cheez nahi thi jo usse look-wise special banaye.

Mere liye bas who ek badi behen thi, aur kuch nahi. Mai use kabhi attracted bhi nahi tha. Mujhe aajbhi woh din yaad hai jab hum sab parivaar usse airport chodne gaye the, ek simple si t-shirt and jeans, baal ajeeb se, make up ke naam pe kuch bhi nahi.

Jab ek saal baad yahanwapis aane lagi, toh mummy-papa ne kaha chalo humare saath airport usse pick karke aate hain. Meri ek meeting hai, aisa bahana maar ke mai ghar pe rook gaya. Dopehar ke 3 baje woh log ghar wapis aaye. Maine darwaaza khola, pehle mummy ayi, phir papa luggage leke andar aaye, phir maine Smita di ko dekha.

Bhains ki ankh!! Kisi sports illustrated ki model lag rahi thi. Usne ek black t-shirt pehna tha, jo uske boobs kaske pakda hua tha, skinny jeans jo uski gand ko mast dikha rahi thi, aur white jacket jo uske sexy figure ko complement kar raha tha. Mujhe nahi pata ki uskegand, aur stan itne bade pehle the ya nahi, par ab uske ghar me rehne se mai boxers nahi pehn sakta tha.

Ab who ghar ke andar ghusi, aur cliché sa dialogue boli, “It’s good to be back. Home sweet home. Harman abhi bhi, ghar me pant nahi pehnta, kab bada hoga Harman yaar tu?”

Usko kya pata ki uski figure dekhke mera niche ka bada ho raha tha. Mai sab kuch ignore karke chup-chap apne kamre me chala gaya.

Door lock kiya, bathroom mein gaya, fir uska door lock kiya, apne boxers utare, lund ko haath me liya, aur kadhe-khade fap kiya.

Maine kamre ka darwaaza 4 ghante baad khola, sab living room me TV dekh rahe the. Behen apne purine ghar ke kapdon mein wapis aa gayi thi, par uske skin ka glow,aur woh developed boobs and ass who abhi bhi mujhe arouse kar rahe the.

Meri hawas Smita di ke liye badh rahi thi. Maine phir dinner dining room me kiya, aur mai sone jaa raha hoon, bolke apne room me wapis chala gaya. Ab mai lete-lete bas Smita di ke baare me soch raha tha. Mera lund ekdum erect tha, par mujhe maloom tha ki baar-baar hilane se meri hawas ki aag nahi bujhegi.

Mujhe maloom tha mujhe kya chahiye, par Smita di ko kaise manaoon mere saath sex karne ke liye yeh meri samajh me nahi aa raha tha.

Kuch din bade he ajeeb se beete, hawas badhti jaa rahi thi, par koi tarkeeb sujh he nahi rahi thi. Maine un dino didi se koi baat nahi ki, aur har unke liye mai weird character banta chala gaya.

10 din baad mummy aur papa ko bahaar jaana pada, shaamko phir papa ne mujhe phone kiya aur bole, “Harman sun ek kaam kar, apne liye, aur apni behen ke liye kuch khane ke liye manga le. Hum aaj raat nahi aa payenge,” aisa kehke papa ne phone kaat diya.

Mai apne room se nikla didi ke room tak gaya, toh dekha ki darwaaza band hai, toh maine darwaaza khat-khataya. Didi bahar aayi. Toh maine dekha ki didi ka left me kuch slimy transparent type kuch laga hai, aur baal uljhe pade. Maine yeh sab ignore karke unhe bataya ki humme khana order karna padega.

“Aap kya khaoge?” Usne kaha,“Biryani,”aur mai okay bolke apne room me aa gaya. Raatke 9 baje biryani ki delivery hui. Didi apne room se bahar aayi, ek purple, sleeveless top, aur ek bahut he chote shorts me.

Man toh kiya ki khana khaanaabaad me pehle iski shorts phadunga aur isko chodunga. Par apne andar ke janwaar ko maine shant kiya, aur hum dono bhai-behen ne apni-apni biryani khatam ki.

Khana khatam karneke baad, meri behen mujhse baat karna shuru kiya,

Smita: Tu itna ajeeb-ajeebsa kyun behave kar raha hai?

Me: Nahi toh! Mai toh normal hoon.

Smita: Accha toh kya naya?

Me: Kuch bhi nahi jaise the waise hain.

Smita: Tujhe pata Germany brothels are legal aur unhe government regulate karti hai.

Ab bhai saab meri yaha gaand phat gayi ki, yeh conversation mere haal-chaal se prostitutes pe kahan pahun chgayi mere mann bade ajeeb-ajeeb se sawaal aane lage. But isse pehle ki mai kuch puch pata, who apni baat puri karne lagi ke kaise aur ton ki safety, aur development bahar ke desh on me zyada hai.

Yeh speech thodi lambi chali, but jab chup hui toh maine poocha ki, “Tum dekhne gayi thi brothels?

Smita: Germany wala nahi, wahan pe strict business hai, par Amsterdam ka dekha. Who badi touristy jagah hai.

Me: Kahin tum bahar jake lesbian toh nahi ban gayi?

Smita di ne mere haath pe zor se maara aura kaha, “Tujhe proof chahiye kya mere straight hone ka?

Me: (thodi masti me kaha) Haan!!

Woh mere close aayi, uske soft boobs mere chest se mile, ek ajeeb si khushi hui. Who apne lips ko paas layi, aur mujhe kiss kiya phir ruki meri ankhon me dekha. Iss baar mai aage badha, aur hum phir smooch karne lage uski jeeb mere mooh me agayi. Hum saliva exchange karne lage. Mera dick hard hogaya.

Usne ye baat notice ki, aur apna haath mere boxers ke andar daal diya aur mujhe handjob dene lagi. Mujhe nahi pata thaki koi ladki itna accha handjob bhi de sakti hai. Who jistareeke se mujhe smooch kar rahi thi,aur at the same time mere lund ko hathon maza de rahithi, aisa lag tha jaise koi professional ho sex ke mamle me.

Kahani ke agle part ka wait karna doston. Feedback ke liye mujhe mail [email protected] pe. Jaldi he aunga aur behen ke saath wild sex ke baare me bataoonga.

Tab tak ke liye apne creative thoughts, aur apni imagination use kijiye aur fap kijiye.