Kiara ki Chudai – Part 1 (Bhai ka karza)

Hello dosto, mera naam hai Kiara. Main mixed race hoon. Mere dad American Diplomate the aur meri maa Indian. Meri umar 44 hai. Main ab Australia mein rehti hoon.

Lekin meri kafi life India mein spend hui hai. Mere filhaal 18 bachche hain. Yeh kahani main apni friend ki id se post kar rahi hoon. Ab kahani par aate hain.

Aaj se kai saal pehle ki baat hai. Maine apni MBBS ki padhai puri karke internship bhi complete karli thi. Mere Maa-Dad tab Kenya mein the. Dad ki posting waha ho gayi thi. Par mera chhota bhai aur meri 3 behane India mein thi tab.

Jab meri Internship khatam hui toh maine train ticket book karake Delhi chali gayi. Mera chhotta bhai, Dave, tab Delhi mein padh raha tha. Mere saath mere 5 bachche the. Haan, tab mere sirf 5 hi bachche the.

Train se utar kar maine auto liye. Mere bhai ne ek ghar rent par liya tha. Woh ek single floor ghar tha aur usme 3 kamre the. Uske saath uske 2 flatmate rehte the. Uske ghar ke darwaze par pahuchne ke baad maine doorbell ring ki. Dave ne darwaza khola.

Woh mere Dad par gaya hai. Jaha main Indian colour ki hoon, woh gora hai. Mujhe dekhke usne jhoothi muskurahat di. Uski aankhe laal thi aur chehra utra hua tha. Main usse kafi time baad mili thi. Maine usse gale se laga liya aur hum andar chale gaye.

Maine jab usse poocha toh usne baat ko tal diya. Uske flatmates apne ghar gaye hue the. Uss raat, kareeb 12 baje honge, shor se meri neend khul gayi. Drawing room se kafi aawaze aa rahi thi. Koi dard mein zor se karha raha tha. Mere bachche soye hue the. Maine apna gown pehna aur kamre se bahar aa gayi.

“Dave, kya hua?” maine darwaza baand karte hue poocha.

Tab tak meri nazar drawing room ki taraf nahi gayi thi. Jaise hi maine uss taraf dekha, mere hosh ud gaye. Mera chhota bhai zameen par, khoon se lat-pat, pada hua tha aur 5 log usse laat aur mukko se maar rahe the. Main usse bachane ke liye uski taraf kood gayi aur uske upar let gayi.

Un gundo ne mujhe zabardasti mere bhai se alag kar diya. Unki iss kheecha tani mein mera gown phat gaya. Ek aadmi, jiska naam Ravindar tha, ne mere dono haath pakde aur mujhe kone mein le gaya.

“Kyu maar rahe ho mere bhai ko!” main chillai.

“Toh tu iski behen hai,” woh, jiska naam Zafar tha, josh mein bola. “Tu batayega apni behen ko ya main batau?” usne Dave se kaha.

“Chal main hi bata deta hoon. Tere bhai ko jua khelne ka shauk hai. Usne merese paise liye the. Yeh mere saare paise jue mein haar gaya aur jo tareeq di thi, uspe wapas nahi kar paya. Ab bhalehi hume iske haath-per todke bheek magwani pade ya iski laash se wasoolna pade. Main apne paise wapas leke rahonga.”

“Mere bhai ko kuch kiya toh main police mein complaint karungi,” maine dhamkaya.

“Police,” Zafar hasne laga, “woh joh banda tujhe pakde hue hai, woh policewala hi hai.”

Uski baat sunke main ghabra gayi. Mere chehre ka rang utar gaya. Maine peeche dekha toh Ravidar muskura raha tha. Main pareshaan ho gayi. Jab police hi mili hui hai toh hum kya karte. Mujhe apne bhai ki fikr hone lagi.

“Please mere bhai ko jane do. Hum tumhare paise lauta denge,” maine guzarish ki.

“Tere bhai ko humne kafi mauke de diye hain. Ab aur nahi,” Zafar ne kaha aur Dave to laat maari.

“Please, usse mat maaro. Tum jo kahoge hum woh karenge,” maine minnat ki.

Zafar ne meri taraf muda. Usne mujhe sar se pau tak dekha. Mera gown tukde hoke alag pada tha. Main apni nighty mein thi. Woh mere paas aaya. Uske ek haath mein chaaku tha. Usne apna khaali haath mere jism par feh raya.

Zafar apna chehra mere chehre ke kareeb laya aur mere baal suhnge. usne apne chaaku ko dhire se mere badan par khumaya. Pehle ek side. Fir dosri. Aur uss chaaku ne meri nighty ki dono straps kaat di.

Meri nighty mere badan se sarak ke neeche gir gayi. Main sirf apni panty mein unke saamne khadi thi. Mere haath Ravindar ne pakde hue the. Main chaha kar ke bhi apne chuchiyo ko nahi chupa sakti thi.

“Maal toh tu tagdi hai,” Zafar bola.

“Chuche kafi bade hain iske,” Viju bola.

“Aye,” Dave zor se chillaya.

Woh gusse mein Zafar ke taraf lapka. Par Qasim aur Baku ne usse pakad liya. Zafar ne uspe dhyaan nahi diya aur meri left chuchi apne haath se dabayi. Maine apna muh dosri taraf ghuma liye.

“Meri taraf dekh,” Zafar ne gusse mein, mera chehra apni taraf karte hue, kaha. “Tu apne bhai ko bachane ke liye kuch bhi karegi?”

“Kiara Didi. Please nahi,” Dave roya.

“Haan,” maine rote hue kaha. Main samajh gayi thi ki mere saath kya hone wala hai.

“Toh fir tere bhai ki salamti ke badle. Teri chut. Kya bolti hai.”

Maine Dave ki taraf dekha. Usne sharam ke maare apne muh neeche kar liya.

“Agar main haan kehdu toh tum mere bhai ko kuch nahi karoge?”

“Nahi,” Zafar bola.

“Theek hai. Agar isse mera bhai bach jata hai toh yahi sahi,” maine haami bhardi.

“Zafar bhai. Iss launde ka kya kare?” Qasim ne puchha.

“Isse kursi se baandh de,” Zafar bola. “Aaj toh maza aayega.”

Inta kehke usne apna chaaku meri panty ke andar ghusa diya. Ek jhatke mein usne meri panty ki strap kaat di aur woh zameen par gir gayi. Main ab puri nangi thi.

Zafar ne chaaku alag rakh diya aur apne haatho se meri chut sehlane laga. Usne dosre haath ke mera chehra pakda aur zor se mujhe kiss kiya. Usne mere baal pakde aur mujhe sofa par fek diya. Usne apne kapde ustare aur haath se apna lund sehlate hue meri taraf aaya.

“Muh mein le isse,” Zafar ne apna lund mere samne kiya.

Maine chup-chap uska lund apne muh mein le liya. Maine apni jeebh uske lund ke chaaro or ghumayi. Main usse chuste saath haath se masal bhi rahi thi. Zafar ko yeh pasand aaya.

Thodi der baad, usne mujhe sofa par letne ko kaha. Meri ek taang zameen par thi aur dosri sofa ki backrest par. Meri chut khuli thi aur samne mera bhai kursi se bandha tha.

Zafar mere upar aaya. Usne apna lumba aur mota lund meri chut mein ghussa diya. Uske dono haath meri dono side par the. Pehle usne mujhe dhime-dhime chodna start kiya. Main abhi bhi thandi thi. Mere dimaag mein bas ek hi baat thi. Ki isse mera bhai bach jayega. Aur main yeh uske liye hi kar rahi thi.

“Bhai, hum bhi chodenge iss randi ko,” Baku bola.

“Haan chod lena. Pehle garam toh karnedo isse,” Zafar ne mujhe chodte hue kaha. “Abhi toh aag bhi nahi jalihai aur tu biryani parosne ki baat kar raha hai.”

Kareeb 20-minute tak mujhe dhime-dhime chodne ke baad woh meri chut mein jhad gaya. Usne apna murjhaya hua lund meri chut mein se nikala aur mere upar se uth gaya.

“Saali. Itna chodne ke baad bhi garam nahi hui,” Zafar ne apna pasina pochte hue kaha. “Aaja Baku.”

Ab Baku meri taango ke beech mein aake baith gaya. Usne apne lund se pehli meri chut ko thodi der tak sehlaya. Uska irada mujhe garam karne ka tha par usse pehle woh khud hi bekabu ho gaya.

Usse raha nahi gaya aur unse apna lund meri chut mein dal diya. Woh bhaka-bhak mujhe chodne laga. Usse ab koi farak nahi pad raha tha ke main garam thi ki nahi. Main khamosh sofa par padi chud rahi thi.

Baku ke hathte hi Qasim aaya. Usne bine koi koshish kiye mujhe chodna start kar diya. Aur jab uska ho gaya toh woh alag hath gaya. Ravindar ne aake apna lund mere muh mein de diya. Main uske lund ko chusne lagi. Woh apne haath se meri chut ko sehlane laga.

Sehlate-sehlate, usne apni 2 ungli andar kardi. Ab mere mein garmi aane lagi thi. Meri aankhe upar chadne lagi. Main ab araam-araam se uska lund choos rahi thi. Achanak, usne apna lund kheech liya. Woh mere bagal mein aake baith gaya.

Apni dono jangho par apne haath bajake mujhe apni godh mein baithne ko kaha. Main uthi aur uski godh mein baith gayi. Maine apne haatho se uska lund apni chut mein kiya aur uchal-uchal ke chudne lagi. Par ab main garam thi aur mere muh se meri siskiya bhi nikal rahi thi.

“Aah… ahhh… ahhh,” main karhai.

“Randi garam ho gayi,” Zafar ne khushi se kaha.

“Zafar bhai,” Qasim bola, “Iss harami launde ka lund apni behen ko chudte hue dekhke khada ho raha hai,” usne Dave ke liye kaha.

“Ab aisi maal ko chudte hue dekhega toh kund toh khada hi hoga. Fir chahe behen hi kyu na ho,” Baku bola.

“Yeh apni behen ke naam ki muth bhi marta hoga zaroor. Agar main iska bhai hota toh zaroor marta,” Zafar ne kaha.

“Agar main iska bhai hota toh main iski chut roz maarta,” Viju ne kaha.

“Bol, apni behen ko sochke muth marta hai?” Qasim ne Dave ko thappad marke puch. Dave ne apna sar neeche kar liya.

“Ahh, aur karo, ahhh,” main karhai.

Ravindar ne apni speed badhai aur mujhe zor se chodne laga. Meri siskiya badhne lagi. Ravindar ne mere baal zor se kheeche aur apne lund ko 2 jhatke diye. Iske baad woh mere andar jhad gaya.

Viju mere paas aaya. Usne mere baal pakde aur mujhe sofa se uthaya aur mujhe Dave ke paas leke chala gaya.

“Qasim, Zara iske bhai ka lund toh bahar nikaal,” Viju bola.

“Nahi, please nahi,” Dave ne minnat ki.

Par woh bandha hua tha. Kuch nahi kar sakta tha. Qasim ne uska knicker aur underwear utar diya. Dave ka lund bhi kafi bada tha. Aur safed bhi. Viju ne mujhe ghodi banaya. Mere dono haath Dave ki kursi par the, balance karne ke liye.

Dave ka lund mere muh ke kafi nazdeek tha. Viju ne meri chutado par chaate bajaye aur fir apna lund meri chut mein ghusa diya. Usne meri gaand ko zorse dabaya aur mujhe chodne laga. Mere bade bade chuche hawa mein aagey-peeche jhol rahe the.

“Ahhh,” main karhayi. “Aur zor se.”

Viju mujhe chod hi raha tha ki kuch chip-chipa mere chehre par laga. Maine haath se pocha toh dekha ki woh muth tha. Mere bhai ka jhad gaya tha aur mera chehra, jo uske lund ke theek upar tha, sab uspe gira.

Woh paacho yeh dekhke khush ho gaye. Lekin Viju abhi bhi nahi jhada tha. Woh mujhe chod raha tha.

“Ahhh, aur chodo, aur zor se, chodo mujhe, aur chodo,” main karhayi.

Kareeb 30-minute ke baad Viju jhad gaya. Woh hatha aur usne mujhe zameen par gira giya. Iske baad sabne ek round aur kiya mere saath. Ab main badhaal sofa par padi thi aur Dave kursi se bandha tha.

“Kya ab aap mere bhai ko baksh doge?” maine Zafar se pucha.

“Tujhe kya lagta hai. Kitne paise diye honge maine tere bhai ko? 25 lakh dubaye hain usne mere. Pura wasulonga,” Zafar bola. “Ab khadi hoja aur apne ko pochle bathroom mein jake. Fir aise hi nangi bahar aana.”

Maine bathroom mein jake apne upar pani dala. Fir, jaise kaha gaya tha, nangi wapas drawing room mein chali gayi. Zafar ne pehle mujhe khada karke meri photo li.

Aur fir mujhe sofa par baithaya aur mujhe taange failke chut dikhane ko kaha. Usne meri 4 photo li waise. Thodi der baad usne kisi ko phone milaya.

“Haan, Aqib. Kitne milenge iske?… Achcha… theek,” Zafar ne phone cut kar diya. “Sunn,” usne mere se kaha.

“Agar to apne bhai ka karza utarna chahti hai toh tujhe asli randi banna padega. Main jab bolunga, aur jisse kahunga, tujhe usse chudna hoga. Mere log ayenge aur tujhe le jaya karenge. Ab teri chut hi mujhe mera paisa wapas degi. Mare admi ne kaha hai ki tujhe woh 20000 se 30000 ek raat ka bikwa sakta hai. Samjhi,” usne zorse kaha. Maine darr ke haan boldi.”

“Par bhai, agar yeh ghar khali karke bhaag gaye?” Viju ne kaha.

“Tu, Qasim, aur Baku yahi rahenge abse. Inn dono par nazar rakhna,” Zafar bola.

“Bohut pyaar se nazar rakhenge, Zafar bahi,” Viju ne haath masalte hue kaha.

“Bhai, hum isse chod sakte hain na?” Baku ne pucha.

“Jitna marzi chahe. Par jab bhi isse jana hua, uss din nahi chodna. Isse garam rehne dena client ke liye,” Zafar ne kaha.

Uss din se unhone mujhe apni randi bana diya. Woh mujhe chodte aur clients ke paas bhi bhejte. Yeh silsila kuch saal chala. Uss beech main pregnant bhi hui.

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