19 saal ka Deepak apni padosan aunty Sunita par fida ho jata hai. Bra-panty chori se shuru hui hawas, thappad ke baad maafi, aur akhir mein bed par garam chudai ka silsila shuru ho jata hai.
Mera naam Deepak hai. Main Muradabad, Uttar Pradesh mein rehne wala hoon. Meri umar 19 saal hai aur main college mein padhai kar raha hoon. Main dikhne mein gora aur smart hoon. Mohalle ki sabhi aunties mujhe bahut pasand karti hain. yeh porn stories in hindi ap lustystories par pdh rhe ho.
Mere ghar mein mere alawa mere maa-baap rehte hain, jo dono hi kaam-kaj mein busy rahte hain. Baap ji ek chhoti si factory mein supervisor hain, aur maa school teacher hain. Isliye ghar mein aksar main akela hi hota hoon, apne college ke assignments aur doston ke saath time bitata hoon.
Aaj main aapko apne pados ki ek aunty ki chudai ki kahani sunane ja raha hoon. Yeh aunty mere ghar ke bilkul bagal mein rehti hain. Unke ghar mein ek chhoti si kirane ki dukaan bhi hai, jise woh khud sambhalti hain. Aunty ka naam Sunita hai, umar lagbhag 35 saal hogi.
Woh dikhne mein theek-thaak hain, magar unke lambe, kaale, ghane baal aur unki madhur muskaan mujhe hamesha mohit kar leti hai. Unki figure bhi kaafi attractive hai – bade-bade doodh, patli kamar aur mote hips. Unke pati car mechanic hain, jo ghar se 5 kilometer door apna garage chalate hain.
Woh subah jaate hain aur shaam ko der se lautte hain. Aunty ke do bacche hain – ek 5 saal ka beta aur dusra 7 saal ka. Bachche school jaate hain, to din mein aunty aksar dukaan aur ghar sambhalti hain.
Main bachpan se hi padhai mein tez raha hoon, isliye mohalle mein mera accha khasa samman hai. Log mujhe bahut accha samajhte hain, aur aunty bhi mujhe bahut pyar karti hain. Kabhi-kabhar woh mere liye apne haath se bani hui mithaiyan ya khane ki cheezen laati hain. Unke ghar aana-jaana mera laga rehta hai, khaaskar bachchon ko padhane ke bahane.
Aunty mujhe dekhkar hamesha muskurati hain aur baat-cheet karti hain. Unki awaaz mein ek ajeeb si madhurta hoti hai, jo mujhe andar se garam kar deti hai. Dheere-dheere, unke saath bitaye hue pal mujhe unki taraf attract karne lage. Main unke baare mein soch-soch kar raat bhar jaagta, unki tasveer dimag mein ghumti rehti.
Ek baar ki baat hai, aunty aur unka poora parivar picnic manane Shimla chale gaye. Unhone ghar ki chabi mujhe saunp di aur kaha ki agar koi maal ki delivery aaye, to ghar kholkar samaan andar rakhwa dena. Main khush ho gaya, kyuki yeh mauka tha unke ghar mein ghumne ka. Saat din ke liye woh gaye the. Doosre din hi delivery wala aaya. Maine darwaza khola, samaan andar rakhwaya.
Delivery boy ke jaane ke baad, main ghar band karne laga tha ki mere dimag mein ek hawasi khayal aaya. Kyun na aunty ki almirah check karun? Maine unke bedroom mein jaakar almirah kholi. Wahan unki bra aur panty padi hui thi. Unki khushbu se mera dil dhadakne laga. Maine ek black bra aur red panty chura li aur apne ghar le aaya.
Ghar aakar maine apne room ka darwaza band kiya. Bra ko haath mein lekar soongha – usme aunty ki badan ki khushbu basi hui thi, jaise unki choochiyon ki mehak. Panty mein unki chut ki sugandh thi, jo mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Mera land tan gaya. Maine pant utari aur muth marne laga, aunty ke naam lete hue. “Aunty, aapki choochi… aapki chut…” kahkar main jhad gaya.
Yeh anubhav itna mazedaar tha ki main roz aisa karne laga. Raat ko soonghta, din mein sochta. Ab mere dimag mein sirf ek hi cheez thi – aunty ko chodna. Unki chut mein apna land daalna, unki choochiyon ko dabana. Yeh khayal mujhe paagal bana rahe the.
Saat din baad aunty lauti. Unko dekhkar mera nazariya badal chuka tha. Ab woh sirf aunty nahi, meri hawas ki shikar thi. Main plan banane laga – kaise unko pataya jaye. Roz dopahar mein unke ghar jaane laga, jab mohalla shant hota, log so rahe hote. Bachche school mein, pati garage mein. Aunty akeli hoti, aur mujhe dekhkar khush hoti. Hum baatein karte, chai peete.
Dheere-dheere, woh mujhse khulne lagi. Kabhi unki family ke baare mein baat, kabhi mere college ki. Ek din, woh kitchen mein khadi thi, main peeche se jaakar unke kandhe par haath rakha. Woh muskurai, “Kya baat hai Deepak?” Maine kaha, “Aunty, aap itni sundar ho.” Woh hasi, magar kuch nahi boli.
Jaise-jaise din guzarte, meri himmat badhti. Ek din mera man chai banane ko hua. Ghar mein doodh khatam tha. Maine socha, aunty se maang lu. Unke ghar gaya. Aunty ne neeli saree pehni thi, gahra gala ka blouse. Unki cleavage saaf dikh rahi thi. Main dekhta reh gaya. “Aunty, thoda doodh chahiye,” maine kaha. Woh boli, “Arre, itna sochne ki kya baat? Ruko, laati hoon.” Kitchen gayi, doodh le aai. Dete hue boli, “Lo, magar khud hi pee loge ya mujhe bhi piloge?” Maine haskar kaha, “Aapka hi ghar hai aunty, aaiye na.” Maine doodh le liya, dukaan se chocolate aur biscuits le aaya. Chai banai, chocolate shake bhi. Fridge mein rakh diya. Chai peene baitha tha ki darwaza khatkhaya. Aunty thi. Maine andar bulaya, chai di. Hum baithkar baatein karne lage.
Neeli saree mein aunty kamal lag rahi thi. Unki ankhen chamak rahi thi, baal khule the. Baaton-baaton mein majak chalne laga. Mera haath unki jangh par chala gaya. Woh chup rahi. Phir bahane se unki choochi par haath laga. Woh kuch nahi boli, sirf muskurai. Meri himmat badhi. Maine socha, yahi mauka. Apne honth unke honthon par rakh diye. Chusne laga. Lekin aunty ne mujhe dhakka diya aur gaal par thappad maar diya. “Pagal ho gaya hai kya?” gusse se boli aur chali gayi. Main dar gaya. Socha, kahin sabko bata na de. Meri izzat mitti mein mil jayegi. Lekin aunty ne kuch nahi kaha. Us din ke baad main un se door rehne laga, nazar nahi milata.
Phir ek roz aunty ne mujhe bulaya. “Deepak, andar aao.” Main gaya. Woh boli, “Us din gusse mein thappad maar diya, sorry.” Maine kaha, “Koi baat nahi aunty, meri galti thi.” Phir maine mauka dekha. “Aunty, main aapko itna pasand karta hoon, control nahi hua. Aap meri maa saman ho.” Woh daya se dekhi. Meri jangh par haath rakha. “Theek hai, samajhti hoon. Lekin jabardasti nahi.” Unka haath chhute hi mera land tan gaya. Maine unka haath pakda aur apne land par rakh diya. “Dekho aunty, aapke chhune se kya ho gaya.” Woh aankhon mein dekhi, land par haath phera. Aag lag gayi.
Agli hi pal, aunty ne mujhe bed par dhakel diya. “Darwaza?” maine kaha. Woh uthi, main gate band kiya. Aakar mujhe baahon mein bhar liya. Room mein le gayi. Meri shirt ke button khole, upar se nanga kar diya. Meri chaati par haath pherne lagi. Mera badan current se bhar gaya. Land fatne ko tha. Maine unki saree utari. Petticoat aur blouse mein rah gayi. Blouse ke button khole, white bra mein unki choochiyan ubhari hui thi. Bra utari, doodh nange. Bade, gol, raseele. Maine haathon mein bhare, dabaye. Honthon ko chusa. Neeche se unka haath mere land par. Woh masalne lagi, size check karti hui.
Phir petticoat utara, panty neeche khinchi. Aunty puri nangi. Unki chut saaf, geeli. Maine ungli daali, woh uchak gayi. Tez ungli andar-bahar ki. Woh machalne lagi, mere baal khinche. “Ab chod lo,” woh boli. Maine tango ko failaya, chut par land tikaya. Dhakka maara. Geeli chut mein land sarak gaya. Aunty ko dard hua, magar aanand bhi. Maine dhakke lagaye. Chikni chut mein land aaram se andar-bahar. Hum dono maze le rahe the. Aunty neeche se uchhal rahi thi, “Aur tez, Deepak!” Woh jhad gayi, main bhi. Phir doggy style mein anal kiya. Unki gaand tight thi, magar geeli hone se mazedaar. Khoob maza aaya.
Chudai ke baad humne saath snan kiya. Paani ke neeche kiss kiye. Phir main ghar aaya. Us din se silsila chalta raha. Har teesre din chudai. Aunty ko mera land chahiye hota, woh bulati. Ab hum dono ki zindagi mein yeh mazedaar raaz hai.
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