Desi Sex Stories Pahle wo meri
taraf peeth karke apne blouse ko kholti thi aur petticoat ko apni
chhati par bandhne ke baad hi meri taraf ghumti thi, par ab wo is
par dhayan nahi deti aur meri taraf ghum kar apne blouse ko kholti
aur mere hi samne baith kar mere sath hi nahane lagti, jab ki pahle
wo mere nahane tak intezar karti thi aur jab main thora dur ja ke
baith jata tab pura nahati thi. Mere nahate waqut uska mujhe ghurna
badastoor jari tha aur mere mein bhi himmat aa gai thi aur main bhi
jab wo apne chhatiyon ki safai kar rahi hoti to use ghur kar dekhta
rahta. Maa bhi maze se apne petticoat ko jhangho tak utha kar ek
pathar par baith jati aur sabun lagati aur aise acting karti jaise
mujhe dekh hi nahi rahi hai. Uske dono ghutne mure hue hote the aur
ek pair thora pahle aage pasarti aur us par pura jangho tak sabun
lagati thi fir pahle pair ko more kar dusre pair ko faila kar sabun
lagati. Pura andar tak sabun lagane ke liye wo apne ghutne more
rakhti aur apne baye hath se apne petticoat ko thora utha ke ya alag
kar ke dahine hath ko andar daal ke sabun lagati. Main chuki thori
dur par uske bagal mein baitha hota isiliye mujhe petticoat ke
anadar ka nzara to nahi milta tha, jiske karan se main man masos ke
rah jata tha ki kaash main samne hota, par itne mein hi mujhe gazab
ka maza aa jata tha. Aur uski nangi chikni chikni janghe upar tak
dikh jati thi. Maa apne hath se sabun lagane ke baad bare mug ko
utha ke uska pani sidhe apne petticoat ke andar dal deti aur dusre
hath se sath hi sath ragarti bhi rahti thi. Ye itna jabardast scene
hota tha ki mera to lund khara ho ke fufkarne lagta aur main wahi
nahate nahte apne lund ko masalne lagta. Jab mere se bardast nahi
hota to main sida nadi mein kamar tak pani mein utar jata aur pani
ke andar hath se apne lund ko pakar kar khara ho jata aur maa ki
taraf ghum jata. Jab wo mujhe pani mein is tarah se uski taraf ghum
kar nahate dekhti to wo muskura ke meri taraf dekhti hui bolti ”
jayada dur mat jana kinare par hi naha le age pani bahut gahra hai”,
main kucch nahi bolta aur apne hatho se apne lund ko masalte hue
nahane ki acting karta rahta. Idhar maa meri taraf dekhti hui apne
hatho ko upar utha utha ke apne kankh ki safai karti kabhi apne
hatho ko apne petticoat mein ghusa ke chhati ko saaf karti kabhi
jhangho ke beech hath ghusa ke khoob terji se hath chalne lagti, dur
se koi dekhe to aisa lagega ke muth maar rahi hai aur sayad marti
bhi hogi. Kabhi kabhi wo bhi khare ho nadi mein utar jati aur aise
mein uska petticoat jo ki uske badan chipka hua hota tha gila hone
ke karan meri halat aur jayada kharab kar deta tha. Petticoat
chipakne ke karan uski bari bari chuchiya numaya ho jati thi. Kapre
ke upar se uske bare bare mote mote nipple tak dikhne lagte the.
Petticoat uske chutaro se chipak kar uske gand ke darar mein fasa
hua hota tha aur uske bare bare chutar saaf saaf dikhai dete rahte
the. Wo bhi kamar tak pani mein mere thik samne aa ke khari ho ke
dubki lagane lagti aur mujhe apne chuchiyon ka nazara karwati jati.
Main to wahi nadi mein hi lund masal ke muth mar leta tha. Halaki
muth marna meri aadat nahi thi ghar par main ye kaam kabhi nahi
karta tha par jab se maa ke swabhav mein change aaya tha nadi par
meri halat aise ho jati thi ki main mazboor ho jata tha.
Ab to ghar par main jab bhi istri karne baithta to mujhe bolti
jati “dekh dhyan se istri kariyo pichhli baar shayama bol rahi thi
ki uske blouse thik se istri nahi the” main bhi bol parta “thik hai
kar dunga, itna chhota sa blouse to pahanti hai, dhang se istri bhi
nahi ho pati, pata nahi kaise kaam chalati hai itne chhote se blouse
mein” to maa bolti “are uski chhatiya jayada bari thore hi hai jo wo
bara blouse pahnegi, haa uski saas ke blouse bahut bare bare hai
budhiya ki chhati pahar jaisi hai” kah kar maa hasne lagti. Fir mere
se bolti”tu sabke blouse ki lambai chaurai dekhta rahta hai kya ya
fir istri karta hai”. Main kya bolta chup chap sir jhuka kar istri
karte hue dhire se bolta “arre dekhta kaun hai, nazar chali jati
hai, bus”. Istri karte karte mera pura badan pasine se naha jata
tha. Main kewal lungi pahne istri kar raha hota tha. Maa mujhe
pasine se nahaye hue dekh kar bolti “chhor ab tu kuchh aaram kar le
tab tak main istri karti hu,” maa ye kaam karne lagti. Thori hi der
mein uske mathe se bhi pasina chune lagta aur wo apni sari khol kar
ek ore fek deti aur bolti “bari garmi hai re, pata nahi tu kaise kar
leta hai itne kapro ki istri mere se to ye garmi bardast nahi hoti”
is par main wahi paas baitha uske nange pet, gahri nabhi aur mote
chucho ko dekhta hua bolta,
“thanda kar du tujhe”
“kaise karega thanda”
“dande wale pankhe se main tujhe pankha jhal deta hu”, fan chalane
par to istri hi thandi par jayegi”
“rahne de tere dande wale pankhe se bhi kuchh nahi hone jane ka,
chhota sa to panka hai tera”
kah kar apne haath upar utha kar mathe par chhalak aaye pasine ko
pochhti to main dekhta ki uski kankh pasine se puri bheeg gai hai
aur uske garden se bahta hua pasina uske blouse ke andar uske dono
chuchiyon ke beech ki ghati me ja kar uske blouse ko bhega raha
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