Hi dosto, this is Rajiv. Main Jalandhar Punjab ka rehne wala hu. Meri umar 24 saal ki hai, aur mera apna business hai. Main ek achi society mein rehta hu. Mere pados mein ek uncle-aunty rehte the, jinka hamari family se bahut pyaar tha.
Uncle ka naam Raman kumar tha, aur aunty ka naam Shivangi tha. Uncle ki age 45 ke aas-paas thi, aur aunty ki 40 thi. Unka koi bachha nahi tha, aur wo dono hi ek-doosre ka sahara the. Wo dono ek-doosre ko bahut pyar karte the.
Paise ki koi kami nahi thi, to wo dono khoob ghoomte-firte the. Unki Instagram id par roz-roz hi nayi-nayi jagah par unki pics hoti thi. Jab bhi wo ghar mein hote the, to mujhe zaroor bulaate the. Wo mujhe apne bete jaisa maante the. Main bhi un dono ki bahut respect karta tha.
Lekin acha waqt hamesha nahi rehta. Ek din subha-subha mujhe aunty ki call aayi. Jab maine phone receive kiya, to aunty bahut tension mein lag rahi thi. Wo mujhe boli-
Paise ki koi kami nahi thi, to wo dono khoob ghoomte-firte the. Unki Instagram id par roz-roz hi nayi-nayi jagah par unki pics hoti thi. Jab bhi wo ghar mein hote the, to mujhe zaroor bulaate the. Wo mujhe apne bete jaisa maante the. Main bhi un dono ki bahut respect karta tha.
Lekin acha waqt hamesha nahi rehta. Ek din subha-subha mujhe aunty ki call aayi. Jab maine phone receive kiya, to aunty bahut tension mein lag rahi thi. Wo mujhe boli-
Aunty: Rajiv jaldi se yaha aa jao. Tumhare uncle ko heart-attack aaya hai.
Main ye sun kar ghabra gaya, aur jaldi se bhaag kar unke ghar gaya. Waha gaya, to uncle behosh hue pade the. Maine unki chest push ki, lekin kuch farak nahi pada. Fir main unhe utha kar car mein le gaya. Aunty bhi mere sath aa gayi.
Hum uncle ko hospital le gaye, lekin waha unki death ho gayi. Ab aunty ro-ro kar pagal ho rahi thi. Wo mere kandhe par sir rakh kar ro rahi thi. Tabhi unke boobs mere shoulder se touch hue, aur mujhe ehsaas hua ki unke boobs kitne bade the.
Fir saari rasme ki gayi, aur kuch din aise hi beet gaye. Ab aunty ghar par akeli thi. Unhone mujhe kuch din unke sath rehne ke liye bola, aur maine bhi haa kar di. Pehli raat jab main so raha tha, tab mujhe aunty ke rone ki awaaze aane lagi.
Main utha, aur aunty ke room mein gaya. Maine dekha, ki aunty uncle ki photo ko saamne rakh kar ro rahi thi. Jab main paas gaya, to main hairaan ho gaya. Aunty ne sirf t-shirt pehni hui thi, aur neeche kuch nahi pehna tha. Wo uncle ki photo se baate kar rahi thi, jo kuch is tarah se thi-
Aunty: Dekho Raman meri chut. Tumhe bahut pasand thi naa? Ab isko pyar kon karega. Tum kaha chale gaye Raman mujhe akela chodh kar. Ab mujhe kon tumhare jitna pyar karega.
Ye bolte hue aunty ne apni t-shirt bhi utaar di. Main unke peeche thodi doori par khada tha, to mujhe sirf unki black bra ka strap dikh raha tha. Fir aunty apne boobs ko dono hatho se dabate hue boli-
Aunty: Ye dekh mere boobs, jinko tum chooste hue kabhi thakte nahi the. Ab main inka khayaal kiske liye rakhu. Tumne mujhe dhokha diya hai, mera sath chodh kar.
Aur ye bol kar aunty zor-zor se rone lag gayi. Main aunty ki bahut izzar karta tha, lekin unka sexy figure dekh kar mera lund khada ho raha tha. Aunty ki gaand kam se kam 38″ ki hogi, aur kamar 30″ ki hogi. Boobs unke mujhe dikh nahi rahe the.
Mujhe ab samajh nahi aa raha tha, ki main us situation mein kya karta. Fir maine chance lene ki sochi. Maine fir aunty ko peeche se awaaz di-
Main: Aunty.
Aunty meri awaaz sun kar darr gayi, aur unhone peeche mud kar dekha. Jab peeche unhone mujhe khada dekha, to wo apne aap ko chaadar se dhakne lagi. Ab unke bra mein kasse hue boobs mere saamne the.
Kya kamaal ke gore aur sexy boobs the. Unke boobs ka size 36″ tha. Ab husn ki devi mere saamne sirf bra mein thi, aur apne jism ko chaadar se dhakne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Fir aunty ghabrayi hui awaaz mein boli-
Aunty: Rajiv tum! Tum yaha kya kar rahe ho.
Main: Maine aapki rone ki awaaz suni, to main yaha aa gaya.
Aunty: Thank you, lekin ab tum jao yaha se. I am sorry, ki maine tumhari neend kharaab kar di.
Main: Koi baat nahi aunty. Aap mujhe maaf kar dijiye, jo maine aapko disturb kiya.
Mera lund mere pajaame mein poora tanna hua tha, aur aunty ye dekh paa rahi thi. Wo nazre chura kar baar-baar mere lund ko dekh rahi thi. Mujhe laga, ki shayad mera kaam ban jaye, to maine honsla karke unse pooch hi liya.
Main: Aunty main uncle ki kami to poori nahi kar sakta. Lekin aapki doosri zaroorate poori kar sakta hu. Agar aap chaahe to.
Aunty meri baat sun kar hairaan ho gayi. Fir wo boli-
Aunty: Maine hamesha tumhe apne bete jaisa samjha hai. Tum mujhse aisi baat kaise kar sakte ho?
Main: Aunty time ke sath-sath rishte badal jaate hai.
Aunty: Nahi, bas jao yaha se.
Fir main unke room se baahar aa gaya, aur apne room mein jaake so gaya. Ek ghante baad mere room ka darwaza knock hua. Maine darwaza khola, to aunty baahar khadi thi. Unhone blue nighty pehni hui thi. Fir maine unse poocha-
Main: Kya hua aunty?
Aunty kuch nahi boli, aur unhone apne honth mere hontho se chipka diye. Main isse hairaan reh gaya, aur aunty ka sath dene laga. Main samajh gaya tha, ki aunty maan gayi thi. Fir unko kiss karte hue, maine unki gaand dabani shuru kar di.
Aunty wildly kiss kar rahi thi. Isse pata chalta tha, ki wo aur uncle khoob sex karte honge. Fir maine aunty ko kiss karte-karte apni baaho mein uthaya, aur bed par patak diya. Main aunty ke upar aake unke honth choosne laga, aur apna ek hath maine unki nighty mein daal liya.
Kya bade-bade boobs the unke. Main bra ke upar se unke boobs dabane laga, aur unki cleavage ko chaatne laga. Aunty siskiya le rahi thi. Fir maine unki nigty khol di, aur unhone bas bra aur panty pehni thi
Main unke poore badan ko choomne laga, aur unhone nighty utaar di. Maine bhi apne kapde utaar diye, aur ab main sirf underwear mein the. Fir maine aunty ki bra utaar di, aur unke brown nipples choosne lag gaya. Aunty mere sir ko apne boobs mein daba rahi thi.
Kya jism tha aunty ka, ek-dum malayi ke jaisa. Fir main aunty ki kamar ko choomte hue unki panty par aa gaya. Kuch der panty ke upar kiss karne ke baad, maine unki panty utaar di. Ab unki halke baalo wali chut mein saamne thi.
Maine apni jeebh jaise hi unki chut mein daali, to aunty ki aahh nikal gayi. Unhone mere sir ko apni sexy jaangho mein lapet liya, aur main unki chut ka amrit-rass peene lag gaya. Main sath-sath unke boobs bhi daba raha tha. Fir aunty tadap kar boli-
Aunty: I wanna see your dick baby.
Main khada hua, aur apna underwear utaar diya. Ab mera 7 inch ka lund aunty ke saamne tha. Aunty ghutno par baith gayi, aur unhone mere lund ko apne muh mein le liya. Wo kisi randi ki tarah mera lund choosne lagi.
Dosto ye high society ki aurate bahut kinky hoti hai. Jab mera lund unki thook se poora bheeg gaya, tab unhone mere saamne apni taange khol di. Main bhi jaldi se unki taango ke beech aaya, aur apna lund unki chut par set kiya.
Fir maine ek zor ka jhatka diya, aur mera lund unki chut mein chala gaya. Aunty ne zor ki cheekh maari, aur boli-
Aunty: Ahhh.. I love you Raman. Fuck mein Raman.
Raman uncle ka naam sunte hi main samajh gaya, ki aunty mujhse apne husband ki feeling le rahi thi. Aunty ki chut badi garam thi, aur maine unki chut chodni shuru kar di. Main sath mein unke boobs aur honth bhi choosta raha.
Aunty ne apni taange meri kamar par lapet li, aur mujhe aur uttejit karti rahi.15 minute main usi position mein aunty ko chodta raha. Is beech aunty jhad chuki thi. Fir mera nikalne wala tha, to aunty ne kehne par maine apna maal unki chut mein hi nikaal diya.
Maal nikalne ke baad main aunty ke upar hi let gaya, aur hum dono waise hi so gaye. Thodi der mein meri aankh fir se khul gayi. Aunty mere paas hi nangi soyi hui thi. Unko dekh kar mera lund firse khada gaya, aur maine firse unko chodna shuru kar diya. Aunty ne bhi mujhe mana nahi kiya. Raat ko maine 3 baar aunty ko choda, aur fir so gaya.
Subha jab main utha, to aunty naha kar aa rahi thi. Wo sirf towel mein thi, aur bahut sexy lag rahi thi. Fir unhone mujhe kaha-
Aunty: Tum mere liye mere husband Raman hi ho, to main tumhe Raman hi bulaungi. Mujh par tumhara wahi right hoga, jo Raman ka tha. Aur ye sab kuch tumhara hi hai.
Maine haa bola, aur apne ghar aa gaya. Ab aunty ka jism aur unka sara paisa mera tha.
Kahani achi lage, to isko like zaroor karna.