Mera naam Vishal (Babu) hai aur meri badi di ka naam (Rashmi) Dolly hai. Aaj unki shaadi ho gayi hai aur well-settled hai. Ye us samay ki baat hai jab didi college mein thi.
Parents to pata nahi kab se divorced hai. Lekin hum papa ke sath hi bade hue hai. Hamara khud ka ghar hai Meerut mein. Main khud se ladte-jhagadte apne dil pe patthar rakh kar aap logon ko ek sacchi ghatna batana chaahta hu.
Meri di Dolly tab 22 saal ki hongi, jab wo Masters ki padhayi kar rahi thi. Main 18 ka tha. Wo bahut hi padhaku kism ki ladki thi. Papa ka zyada ghar se baahar hone ki wajah se meri di ne hi mujhe paal ke bada kiya tha aur hum ek-doosre ke sath hi zyada time spend karte hai.
Di ke liye main unke bache ki tarah bhi hu, isliye mujhe pyar se ‘babu’ keh kar bulati hai. Main bhi meri di se bahut pyar karta hu. Waise to maine di ko kabhi shorts se kam kapdon mein nahi dekha tha, aur naa hi dekhna chaahta tha. Lekin fir bhi unka description dene ne liye kahu to unki height 5’5″ hogi, rang bahut hi saaf aur ek-dum gora tha. Gulabi lips jin pe hamesha dark laal rang ki lipstick rehti thi aur bhare hue gaal the.
Thodi healthy thi, isliye har jagah se bhari hui lagti thi. Halaki kamar unki patli hi thi, aur pet se moti nahi thi. Unke lambe kaale baal kamar tak aate the. Maine kabhi di ko itna gaur se ghoor ke nahi dekha tha. Lekin unki kam height patli kamar aur thoda healthy hone ki wajah se unke boobs thode zyada hi bade lagte the, jo unke top se hamesha itna ubhar ke baahar aate the ki unko notice na kar paana mushkil tha.
Koi bhi jab unse baat karta to naa chaahte hue bhi uski nazar didi ke bade boobs par padti thi. Ghar mein bhi jab di top mein ghoomti, to unke boobs top se baahar ko nikalte the. Lekin main kabhi gaur nahi karta tha.
Di ko makeup karna, lipstick kaajal lagana, nails badha ke nail paint lagana, latest type ki jeans, leggings aur tops leke unme ghoomna acha lagta tha. Unko hamesha thode tight kapde pehanna pasand raha tha.
Mostly tight leggings uspe tight top ya short deep neck wala kurta. Jeans aur leggings mein di ka halka mota peeche ka hissa bhi ubhar ke baahar ko aata tha. Unke thighs jeans aur leggings mein ek-dum kasse hue dikhte the.
Maine unke college ke ladkon ko, yaha tak apne papa ki umar ke aadmiyon ko bhi di ke boobs aur peeche ke hisse ko ghoorte hue dekha hai. Bike se jaate hue ladkon ko ek-doosre ko elbow maar ke didi ke mote boobs ki taraf ishare karte hue bhi dekha hai.
Maine di ko is baare mein batane ki koshish bhi kari thi, ki kaise maine mohalle ke ladkon ko didi ke figure ke baare mein gandi baatein karte suna hai. Unke boobs ko dekhte hue to di ne bhi unko dekha hai. Lekin di ne kaha ki unko sundar ban ke ghoomna pasand hai, aur wo ye sab khud ke liye karti he aur na ki kisi ko dikhaane ke liye.
Unhone kaha tha ki log unko dekhte hai, to unko apne sundar hone par garv mehsoos hota hai. Aur isme to mujhe bhi proud feel hona chahiye. Di ki baat mujhe tab samajh nahi aati thi. Lekin unko acha lagta hai sundar ban ke ghoomna, to mujhe unke hot aur sexy dikhne se koi problem nahi thi.
Unhone ye bhi kaha tha ki” Mardon ki fitrat ka kya, wo to ghoor ke dekhege chaahe ladkiyan burqa hi kyun na pehan le.”
Didi studies mein kaafi tez thi aur faltu cheezon se door rehti thi. Unke zyada dost bhi nahi the, aur boyfriend to bilkul nahi tha. “Saare ladke mauj masti karne waale hote hai” wo aisa kehti thi. Kyunki unhe cigarette aur sharaab peene waale logon se nafrat thi.
Didi hamesha apne tight top aur tight jeans mein attitude mein chalti thi. Unke paas scooty thi par kabhi-kabhi wo bus se bhi travel karti thi. Haa wo college thoda zyada hi tip-top ban ke nikalti thi, to ek-dum tez jhatke se walk karke chalne par unka poora badan hilta tha. Aur log hamesha hi ghoor ke dekhte the.
Mujhe di ke sath isi wajah se chalne mein thodi sharam aati thi. Lekin koi bhi di ko gandi nazar se ghoor ke dekhta tha to main usko ek-dum gusse mein dekhta aur didi ke saamne ya peeche jaake unhe uski nazron se chhupane ki poori koshish karta.
Wo chalti ek-dum attitude se thi. Nazrein ek-dum seedhi aur kisi ne badtameezi kari to usse wahin ladd padti thi, chaahe wo aadmi baap ki umar ka kyun na ho. Didi bilkul perfect achi ladki thi. Isliye didi ke liye mere dil mein bahut respect thi aur bahut saara pyar bhi tha. Itna pyar ki didi se har baat share karta tha.
Didi ke sath hi chipka rehta tha main. Bas wo apne doston ke sath baahar ya kabhi nightout padhayi ke liye mujhe nahi le jaati thi. Wo mujhe classes bhi khud apni scooty pe drop aur pick up karne aati thi.
Papa subah jaldi ghar se nikal jaate the, aur raat ko hi wapas aate the. Ghar ka saara kaam aur khaana peena maid aur didi karti thi. Uske beech didi mujhe classes drop karke khud college jaati aur wapsi mein dopahar ko mujhe pick bhi kar leti thi.
Ek din meri tabiyat kharaab hone ki wajah se main classes se jaldi nikal gaya aur di ko maine mujhe pick up karne ke liye call kiya. Lekin di ne mera call 2-3 baar reject kiya aur message ka reply bhi nahi diya. Main auto pakad ke ghar aa gaya. Ghar ke baahar ek sports bike parked thi.
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Maine darwaza khola to andar didi ke sandal ke sath ek Nike ke Men’s shoes bhi the. Main thoda confuse ho gaya. Mujhe laga di kisi friend ke sath ghar aayi hai, jo ki bahut rarely hota tha. Lekin mera ek dimag kuch aur hi keh raha tha.
Main dabe pair upar wali manzil pe gaya jahan di ka bedroom tha. Maine dekha ke di ka bedroom band tha aur unki aur ek ladke ki awaaz andar se aa rahi hai. Meri jigyasa aur badhi aur main bagal waale kamre mein gaya aur upar jahan samaan rakhte the wahan chadh gaya. Saara samaan dheere se, bina awaaz kiye hata diya, aur corner ke grill se di ke kamre mein jhaankne laga.
Shayad meri life ki sabse badi galti yahi thi. Shayad mujhe apni curiosity par control karna chahiye tha. Agar main us din us kamre mein nahi jhaankta to aaj bhi main didi ko utna hi pyaar aur respect se dekh paata. Meri di ke liye mera pyaar hamesha zinda rehta, par aisa ho nahi saka.
Maine dekha didi poori nangi apna muh bed mein daba kar hath aage ko faila kar apni knees par ghodi bani hui thi. Aur peeche se koi ladka unke chuttadon mein apna muh daba ke upar neeche chaat raha tha. Wo neeche se di ki chut se apni jeebh lagate hue unki gaand tak laata, aur gaand mein muh hila ke kass ke choosta. Fir achanak usne lund pe thooka aur di ke andar daal diya.
Ladka upar se dekhne mein to kaala aur muscular gym jaane wala lag raha tha. Wo didi ko zor-zor se jhatke maar ke chod raha tha. Didi ke dudh side se aise hil rahe the jaise tarbooz ho. Mere pairon ke neeche se zameen hatt rahi thi. Dil ki dhadkan zor-zor se chal rahi thi aur aankhon mein aansu aa gaye the. Aur pehli baar life mein mere muh se gaali nikli to wo bhi “Behanchod saala meri di ko chod raha hai kutta.”
Wo meri pyaari Dolly didi ko zor-zor se chod raha tha. Beech beech mein didi ke chuttadon par zor se thappad maarta aur didi ko gaali deta ‘Bhosdi wali chhinaal’. Didi maano jaise kisi gadhe ki tarah cheekh rahi ho, par us haiwan ko farak nahi pad raha tha. Didi ki gaand kisi sheeshe ki taraf saaf chamak rahi thi. Unke chuttad bahut bade aur gol-matol the.
Tabhi usne di ke Pink se gaand ke chhedh pe thooka aur apna angootha usme ghusa diya. Mujhse ye sab nahi dekha jaa raha tha. Tabhi usne apna lund baahar nikala aur didi ko aaram diya. Uska lund dekh ke main sach mein hairaan ho gaya tha. Maine socha nahi tha ki lund bhi itna bada ho sakta hai kyunki meri lulli hamesha se chhoti hi rahi hai.
Usne didi ko ghoomne ke liye kaha. “Seedhi ho jaa jaan, aage se looga teri.” Usne didi ko ghumaya to mera muh sharam se khula reh gaya. Meri di poori nangi kisi aasman ki pari se kam nahi lag rahi thi. Unke ghoomne par unke dudh zor se hile aur unke seedhe letne par bhi wo unke itne bade hone par kuch seconds hilte rahe.
Unke dudh kisi gumbad ki tarah upar se uthe hue the aur meri aadhi chhoti ungli ke barabar lambe unke nipple honge. Didi ne usko apni taraf kheecha aur kiss karne lagi. Aur kiss karte-karte apna left dudh us ladke ke muh mein de diya.
Wo ladka di ka dudh paaglon ki tarah choosne laga. Kabhi ye wala choosta to kabhi wo wala choosta, aur kabhi dono dudh ko dono hatho se ek sath chipka kar dono ke nipple paas mein laa kar kass ke zor se awaaze karke choosta.
Isse didi bistar pe machal rahi thi. Di ka chehra laal ho raha tha aur wo apne lipstick lage hue honth chabate hue us ladke ke baalon mein pyar se apna hath fer rahi thi uske maathe ko choomte hue.
Mujhe didi ko aise dekhne mein sharam aa rahi thi, to maine unke nange badan se apni nazar hata li. Kuch der di ki dudh chusayi ke baad meri nazar uske lund par padi. Uska lund ek kaali moti lambi rod ki tarah lag raha tha. Wo didi ki chut mein apna lund daalne ke liye shayad taiyaar kar raha tha, isliye usko thook laga ke geela kar raha tha.
Uska lund thook se chamak maar raha tha. Uska lund mere aadhe hath barabar lamba aur chaudha tha. Main hairaan tha di isko le kaise rahi thi. Tabhi achanak usne apne right hand se didi ka left dudh pakda aur apne lund ko didi ki chut mein dhakelna shuru kar diya.
Didi ne thoda struggle kiya to usne kaha “Hil mat, naatak karti he saali, pehli baar le rahi hai kya?” Isse ye to zaahir ho gaya ke ye didi ka pehli baar nahi tha. Usne dheere-dheere chodte hue apna poora lund didi ke andar daal diya aur andar kass ke dabate hue ruk gaya.
Tabhi jo hua uski wajah se mujhe apni nazar di par daalni hi padi. Didi ne achanak apne hath sar ke peeche ulte kiye aur uske sahare apni kamar hawa mein utha li. Ye maano jaise didi ne na chaahte hue kiya ho. Aur hawa mein apni kamar upar-neeche karne lagi. Mujhe samajh aaya didi asal mein khud use chuda rahi thi.
Di ki aankhen poori ghoom gayi thi aur bas safed hissa dikhayi de raha tha. Unke chehre pe ek muskaan si thi. Wo bahut pyaari aur khush bhi lag rahi thi. Jab maine unko itna khush dekha to mera gussa thoda shant hua. Bas uske kaale hath didi ke badan ko jis tarah noch rahe the, mann kar raha tha usko jaake thappad laga du. Lekin uska shareer itna bada tha mujhe darr tha ulta na ho jaye.
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