Hello dosto, mera naam Rohit hai. Main 22 saal ka hoon aur Delhi mein reh kar engineering kar raha hoon. Ghar mein mom, dad aur ek chhoti behan hain. Aajkal garmi ka mausam bohot tez tha, toh mom ne mujhe bola, “Beta, tu apni aunty ke ghar chala ja gaon mein rehne ke liye. Wahan fresh hawa aur thandi mosam rehta hai, hamare shehar ke pass hi hai gaon.”
Maine bola, “Theek hai mom, main chala jaunga.” Fir main apna samaan pack kiya aur bus pakad kar 6 ghante mein unke gaon pahunch gaya. Subah 8 baje chala tha, toh dopahar 2 baje pahuncha. Garmi se thak chuka tha, lekin gaon ki fresh hawa se thodi rahat mili.
Jab main aunty ke ghar pahuncha, toh ghar mein aunty akeli baithi thi. Aunty asal mein meri mom ki chhoti behan hai, unka naam Preeti hai (asal naam nahi). Aunty 34 saal ki hain, bohot hot aur sexy – gori skin, bade boobs, patli kamar aur bhari gaand. Figure lagbhag 36-28-36 ka. Unka baccha abhi nahi hua, husband Dubai mein job karte hain aur saal mein ek baar aate hain. Shaadi ko 8 saal ho gaye, lekin aunty abhi bhi jawaan ladkiyon jaisi dikh ti hain.
Aunty ne darwaza khola aur boli, “Aa gaya mera Rohit? Kitna bada ho gaya hai tu!”
Maine bola, “Haan aunty, kaisa safar tha? Garmi bohot hai yahan bhi.”
Aunty ne bola, “Haan beta, gaon mein bhi garmi hai, lekin shehar se behtar hai. Chal andar aa, fresh ho ja… main tere liye thanda kuch banaati hoon aur khana bhi.”
Main room mein samaan rakha aur fresh hone chala gaya. Fresh ho ke bahar aaya toh aunty ne khana rakha tha – roti, sabzi, dahi aur thanda sharbat. Aunty boli, “Kha le beta, garmi se thak gaya hoga.”
Maine khana khate hue bola, “Aunty, aap akeli kya karti ho poora din? Uncle Dubai mein rehte hain, bore nahi hoti?”
Aunty ne muskurate hue bola, “Bore toh hoti hoon, lekin kya karun? Baccha nahi hai, toh ghar ka kaam aur TV dekhti hoon. Ab tu aa gaya hai, ab maza aayega.”
Maine bola, “Haan aunty, hum karenge khoob masti. Garmi bohot hai, aapko nahi lagti?”
Aunty ne bola, “Haan lagti hai, isliye main raat ko halke kapde pehenti hoon. Tu bhi aram kar le, dopahar mein so ja.”
Maine bola, “Aunty, yahan AC hai?”
Aunty hasi aur boli, “Haan beta, room mein hai. Chal, main chalati hoon, tu so ja.”
Room mein gaye, aunty ne AC on kiya. Thodi der baatein ki. Aunty ne bola, “Tere baal bohot badh gaye hain, katwa le.”
Maine bola, “Haan, yaad hi nahi raha. Yahan gaon mein katwa lunga.”
Aunty ne bola, “Garmi mein baal rakhne se paseena aata hai. Yahan gaon mein log takla karwa lete hain garmi se bachne ke liye.”
Maine has ke bola, “Takla? Aunty, main takla ho gaya toh kaisa lagunga?”
Aunty ne mazak mein bola, “Bohot cute lagunga… aur garmi nahi lagegi. Main bhi kabhi kabhi chhote baal rakhti hoon.”
Maine bola, “Aunty aap bhi takla karwa lo phir, hum dono takle ho jayenge.”
Aunty has padi aur boli, “Pagal… ladkiyan takla nahi karti. Lekin chhote baal karwa sakti hoon.”
Thodi der baad aunty ne bola, “Beta, aram kar le… main kitchen mein jaati hoon.”
Main so gaya. Shaam ko utha toh light gayi thi. Aunty room mein aayi aur boli, “Light chali gayi… garmi bohot hai.”
Maine bola, “Haan aunty, bohot garmi lag rahi hai.”
Aunty ne bola, “Tu kapde utar de… paseena nahi aayega.”
Maine sharma kar bola, “Aunty aapke saamne?”
Aunty ne has ke bola, “Arre beta, tu chhota tha tab se dekh rahi hoon… shirt toh utar de.”
Maine shirt utari. Aunty ne bola, “Pant bhi utar de… garmi kam lagegi.”
Maine mana kiya, lekin aunty ne jid ki. Maine pant utar di – underwear mein tha. Aunty ne dekha aur boli, “Ab theek hai… ab so ja.”
Aunty bhi room mein baith gayi. Thodi der baad aunty ne bola, “Mere baal bhi badh gaye hain… garmi mein pareshaan karte hain.”
Maine bola, “Aunty, barber bulwa lo.”
Aunty ne barber ko call kiya. Barber aaya. Maine pehle baal chhote karwaye – aunty ne bola, “Takla karwa le… garmi mein achha rehta hai.”
Maine has ke bola, “Theek hai… takla hi karwa lete hain.”
Barber ne ustra se takla kar diya. Aunty ne bola, “Ab aunty ke baal bhi chhote karwa do.”
Barber ne aunty ke baal bob cut mein kiye – chhote aur fauji style. Aunty ne bola, “Under-arm bhi shave kar do.”
Barber chala gaya. Aunty ne dekha aur boli, “Ab garmi nahi lagegi… maza aata hai takla mein.”
Maine bola, “Aunty aap bhi takla karwa lo na.”
Aunty has padi aur boli, “Ladkiyan takla nahi karti… lekin chhote baal hi theek hain.”
Us raat aunty ne bola, “Aaj garmi bohot hai… hum ek bed pe so jate hain, AC mein.”
Maine bola, “Theek hai aunty.”
Raat ko aunty maxi pehni thi – bra nahi, boobs ubhre hue. Unhone bola, “Garmi hai… tu bhi underwear utar de, aram lagega.”
Maine sharma kar bola, “Aunty… aapke saamne?”
Aunty ne bola, “Arre beta, darr mat… main teri aunty hoon. Garmi mein takla ban gaye, underwear utar de.”
Maine underwear utar di – lund thoda khada tha. Aunty ne dekha aur sharma gayi. Bed pe let gaye. Aunty ne bola, “Subah se tera lund khada dekh rahi hoon… tune kabhi sex kiya hai?”
Maine bola, “Nahi aunty.”
Aunty ne bola, “Chal aaj karte hain… mujhe bhi bohot din ho gaye. Uncle Dubai mein rehte hain, pyaas bohot hai.”
Maine shocked ho ke bola, “Aunty… sach mein?”
Aunty ne mera lund haath mein liya aur boli, “Haan… aaj teri aunty ki pyaas bujha de.”
Kiss shuru hui. Aunty ne maxi utari – bra-panty mein thi. Bra kholi – boobs bahar. Choosne laga. Aunty moan kar rahi thi, “Aah Rohit… chooso… kitne din se kisi ne nahi chusa…”
Neeche panty utari – chut shaved, pink aur geeli. Muh laga ke chaatne laga. Aunty tadap uthi, “Aah… chaat… meri chut chaat… bohot pyaas thi…”
Do ungli daal ke finger fuck kiya. Aunty jhad gayi – juice mere muh mein.
Maine kapde utare. Lund bahar – 7 inch mota. Aunty ne haath mein liya, “Kitna bada… andar jayega?”
Main: “Aaram se aunty… aaj pyaas bujhaunga poori.”
Lund chut pe ragda. Dheere se daala. Tight thi – dard hua. Aunty cheekhi, “Aah… dheere Rohit… husband ke baad kisi ne nahi kiya…”
Poora andar gaya. Dhakke marne laga – zor-zor se. Aunty chillati, “Zor se… chod mujhe… apni aunty ko chod… phaad do meri chut…”
Missionary mein 15 minute choda. Fir cowgirl – aunty upar, kamar hilati hui. Boobs uchal rahe the. Main neeche se dhakke mar raha tha, “Aunty… kitni tight aur juicy… aaj raat bhar chodunga.”
Doggy mein liya – peeche se pelne laga. Gaand pe thappad maarta. Aunty: “Aah… gaand maaro… zor se… teri aunty ki gaand bhi maar do…”
20 minute doggy mein choda. Aunty teen baar jhad gayi. Aakhir mein maine andar jhad diya – garam cum bhara. Aunty kaanp ke jhad gayi.
Thodi der chipak ke lete rahe. Aunty boli, “Rohit… aaj se tu mera secret lover hai. Jab bhi uncle bahar ho, aa jaana.”
Main: “Haan aunty… ab pyaas kabhi nahi bujhegi.”
Us raat humne 5 baar sex kiya – kabhi shower mein paani ke neeche, kabhi kitchen mein counter pe, kabhi balcony pe risk leke. Subah hone se pehle main chupke nikal aaya.
Uske baad hum regularly milte rahe – jab uncle Dubai mein hota. Ek baar maine dekha wo purane boyfriend se baat kar rahi thi. Gussa aaya. Maine poocha toh wo ro padi, “Rohit… wo mera past tha… ab sirf tum ho… please mat chhodo.”
Maine maaf kar diya. Lekin dil mein shak tha. Fir bhi humara rishta chalta raha – secret meetings, raat bhar chudai, phone pe dirty talk. Aunty meri zindagi ka sukoon ban gayi thi. Har milne pe wo bolti, “Rohit… aaj bhi meri chut teri hai… aao aur phaad do.”
Dosto, ye thi meri aunty Preeti ke saath Xxx sex kahani. Pasand aayi to comment kar dena. Agli story mein bataunga kaise aunty ne mujhe apni saheli ke saath threesome mein involve kiya – full wild!
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