Desi Sex Stories Namaskaar doston, mera naam Rubal hai, aur main UP mein rehta hu. Meri umar 32 saal hai, aur lund mera 7 inch ka hai. Main ek shaadi-shuda aadmi hu. Ye kahani meri aur mere saale ki biwi ki chudai ki hai. To chaliye bina idhar-udhar ki baatein kiye main kahani shuru karta hu.
Mere biwi ke papa ke 2 bhai hai. Unme se ek ki family unke ghar ke bilkul sath waale ghar mein rehti hai, aur doosre ki kahi aur rehti hai. Sasur ji ki sath rehne waale bhai se banti hai, aur doosre se nahi banti.
Unka bhai meri biwi chacha lagta hai, to shaadi ke baad se main bhi unko chacha hi bulata hu. Mera apna to koi saala hai nahi, lekin chacha ji ke 2 ladke hai, jo rishte mein mere saale lagte hai.
Mera bada saala 36 saal ka hai, aur chhota 27 saal ka. Bade saale ke liye kaafi time se rishta dhoondh rahe the, lekin ladki nahi mil rahi thi. Fir 3 maheene pehle uski shaadi Pooja naam ki ek ladki se ho gayi. Usne bataya, ki wo kaafi time se baat kar rahe the, aur fir shaadi karne ka fainsla liya.
Pooja thi to mujhse badi, lekin saali sexy bahut thi. Rang zyada gora nahi tha. Lekin figure zabardast tha. Uska size 36-30-38 tha. Mujhe waise bhi bhare shareer wali lakdiyan bahut achi lagti hai. Unko dekhte hi khaane ka dil karta hai.
Shaadi ache se ho gayi. Fir jab hamne unko apne ghar bulaya, to Pooja ne kaafi baatein batayi hame. Mera saala bahut mazakiya hai. Pooja ne bataya, ki usne jab pehli baar mere saale se uski pic maangi, to usne meri pic usko bhej di thi.
Main poochna to chaahta tha ki usko meri pic kaisi lagi. Lekin sab baithe the, to pooch nahi sakta tha. Meri nazar to uske raseele boobs se hatt hi nahi rahi thi.
Fir aise hi karte-karte time beetne laga. Shaadi ke kuch 10 din baad se un dono ke jhadon ki baatein sunne mein aane lagi. Jab main apne sasural gaya to chachi ne kaha ki wo ladki nakhre bahut karti thi, aur har baat par aage se zuban chalati thi.
Aise hi unke jhagde badhte gaye, aur baat divorce tak ki aa gayi. Mere bete ka birthday tha, to maine chhoti si party rakhi thi. Party par maine sab ko bulaya tha. Chacha ki bhi poori family aayi thi, aur Pooja bhi unke sath thi.
Fir hamne khoob naach gaana kiya. Pooja ne us din leggings-suit pehna tha, aur wo bahut sexy lag rahi thi. Aap khud hi socho ki 38″ ki gaand wali ladki leggings pehan kar kaisi lagti hogi. Party mein main Pooja ko hi dekhe jaa raha tha. Usko bhi pata tha ki main usko dekh raha tha.
Fir thodi der baad maine dekha Pooja balcony mein jaane khadi thi, aur uske hath mein khaali glass tha. Maine jaldi se soft drink ka glass uthaya, aur uske paas jaake bola-
Main: Party chal rahi hai, aur party mein khaali glass leke khada hona mana hai.
Usne smile pass ki, aur glass pakad liya. Fir maine usse poocha-
Main: Poona koi problem hai? Maine suna ghar mein ladayi bahut hoti hai.
Meri baat sunte hi Pooja ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Fir maine usko bola-
Main: Pooja aise rone se problem solve nahi hoti, baat karne se hoti hai. Tum batao problem kya hai, solution main tumhe deta hu.
Pooja: Har ladki ko ek aisa partner chachiye jo usko har tarah ki khushi de, fir chaahe wo emotional khushi ho, ya physical.
Main: Haa sahi baat hai.
Pooja: Aapka saala mazakiya to bahut hai, lekin zindagi koi mazaak nahi hai. Isme aapko physical satisfaction bhi chahiye hoti hai. Wo khud to apna kaam kar leta hai, lekin mujhe adhoori chhodh deta hai. Ab aap hi bataiye main kya karu?
Main samajh gaya tha ki Pooja ko mere saale se shareerik sukh nahi mil raha tha. Ye sun kar mujhe khushi bhi bahut hui, kyunki mere paas usko chodne ka sunehri mauka tha. Jab hum baat kar rahe the, to uska hath balcony ki railing par tha. Maine mauka dekh kar apna hath uske hath par rakh diya, aur kaha-
Main: Pooja divorce kisi cheez ka solution nahi hai. Apne idhar-udhar dekho, shayad tumhe solution mil jaye. Waise jab tumne meri photo dekhi thi, to tumhe main pasand aaya tha?
Aur ye bol kar maine uska hath thoda masal diya. Pooja meri tataf bas dekh rahi thi, aur uske chehre par koi expression nahi tha. Main samajh gaya tha, ki wo meri baat samajh gayi thi. Fir main wapas baaki logon ke sath enjoy karne laga. Ab main jab bhi Pooje ki taraf dekh raha tha, to uski nazar mujh par hi thi. Fir sab chale gaye.
Kuch din tak mujhe Pooja ki taraf se koi message nahi aaya. Mujhe lag raha tha ki wo mujhe kisi tarah se reply karegi. Lekin aisa kuch nahi hua. Fir kuch din baad main apne sasural gaya. Jab bhi hum waha jaate hai, chacha-chachi hame chai piye bagair wapas nahi aane dete. Fir hum chacha ke ghar chai peene chale gaye.
Aaj Pooja badi sexy lag rahi thi. Usne jeans aur t-shirt pehni hui thi. Jeans mein uski moti gaand, aur t-shirt mein uske boobs kamaal ke lag rahe the. Tabhi chachi ne usko upar se kuch leke aane ke liye kaha, aur wo upar chali gayi. Uska room upar hi tha. Thodi der baad upar se uski awaaz aayi-
Pooja: Mummy wo box almari ke upar pada hai. Mera hath nahi pahunch raha.
Tabhi chachi ne mujhe bola: Beta tum zara jaake utaar doge?
Mujhe aur kya chahiye tha. Main to mauke ke intezaar mein tha. Fir main jaldi se upar gaya. Pooja mujhe dekh kar thodi ghabra gayi. Maine usse poocha-
Main: Kya utaarna hai.
Usne mujhe almari ke upar ishara kiya. Maine usko bola-
Main: Yaha pahunchne ke liye stool chahiye.
Wo stool leke aayi to maine bola-
Main: Ye mera weight seh nahi payega. Aap chadh jao, main pakad loonga.
Fir wo stool par chadh gayi, aur maine stool pakad liya.
Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko kahani ke agle bhaag mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani pasand aaye, to share karna na bhoole.
Agla bhaag padhe:- Saale ki adiyal biwi chodi-2