Patna ke garmi mein padosan ki 21 saal ki jawan beti Neha ne uncle se apni tight chut ki seal todwayi. Chudai ke baad mummy Rekha bhi bed par aa gayi – desi wild family lust ka gehra raaz, hindi porn stories!
Namaskar dosto, mera naam Amit Verma hai. Main Bihar ke Patna shehar mein rehta hoon aur Lustystories ki stories ka deewana reader hoon. Aaj pehli baar apni real life ki ek garam kahani aapke saamne rakh raha hoon. Agar kahin likhne mein galti ho to maaf kar dena bhai log. Yeh kahani hai meri padosan bhabhi ki beti Neha ki, kaise maine usko pehli baar apna lund diya aur uski chut ki seal todi. Main shaadi-shuda hoon, 38 saal ka, lekin Neha ne mujhe hi chuna kyunki usko lagta tha ki sirf main hi uski virginity safely le sakta hoon.
Woh chahti thi ki pehli chudai kisi mature aur experienced aadmi se ho, jisse dard kam ho aur maza zyada.
Neha ne mujhe sab kuch khul kar bataya tha. Usne kaha ki bachpan se hi usne apne mummy-papa ki chudai suni aur dekhi hai. Raat ko unki bed ki awaaz, mummy ki siskiyan, papa ke zor ke dhakke – yeh sab sun-sun kar uski andar sex ki aag jal uthi.
Kabhi woh chupke se bedroom ke darwaze ke niche se jhaankti thi, mummy ko papa ke upar chadhkar uchalte hue dekhti thi. Isse uski chut gili ho jati thi aur woh apni ungli daal kar khud ko satisfy karti thi. Usne porn sites par bhi bahut videos dekhe, hardcore chudai, blowjob, anal – sab kuch.
Isse uski bhookh aur badh gayi. Usne yeh bhi confess kiya ki uski cousin sister ke saath woh kabhi-kabhi mutual masturbation karti thi, ek dusre ki chut ko rub karti thi aur boobs chusti thi, jisse uski sex drive sky high ho gayi thi.
Neha tab 21 saal ki thi, BA final year mein thi. Uska figure ekdum killer tha – 34D boobs, 28 ki kamar, 38 ki gaand, height 5’5″, fair complexion, lambe kale baal aur badi-badi aankhein. Woh hamesha tight leggings aur crop top pehenti thi, jisse uski body lines saaf dikhti thi. Humara ghar Patna ke Kankarbagh area mein tha, aur Neha ka ghar bilkul saath wala. Woh roz mere ghar aati thi, kabhi chai peene, kabhi help maangne. Mujhe woh “Amit uncle” bulati thi, lekin aankhon mein ek alag si chamak hoti thi.
Main pehle usko bachchi samajhta tha, kabhi galat khayal nahi aaya. Lekin ek din usne mazak mein bola, “Uncle, aap bhabhi ko raat bhar kaise sambhalte ho? Woh itni khush rehti hain.” Yeh sun kar mera dil dhadak utha, aur maine socha is ladki mein kuch toh baat hai.
Us din se humari chatting shuru hui. Number exchange kiya, WhatsApp par baatein. Pehle to normal hi thi – padhai, family, masti. Phir dheere-dheere adult jokes aane lage. Use dirty Hindi jokes bahut pasand the. Woh mujhe forward karti, “Ek aurat ne apne pati se kaha…” wale.
Baad mein woh abusive language wali reels bhejne lagi – ch***d, m###od jaise words se bhari. Main samajh gaya ki iski chut ab control se bahar ho gayi hai. Phone par late night calls hone lage. Woh bolti, “Uncle, mujhe neend nahi aati, aapki awaaz sunti hoon to chain milta hai.” Main bhi dheere-dheere bold ho gaya, uske body ki tarif karne laga – “Tumhari smile kitni sexy hai”, “Tumhare curves dekh kar dil machalta hai.”
Yeh sab monsoon season ki baat hai, Patna mein barish tez thi. Ek din Neha ne call kiya, awaaz mein urgency, “Uncle, aaj ghar par sab bahar gaye hain – mummy-papa aur bhai sab shaadi mein gaye hain, raat tak nahi aayenge. Please aa jao, mujhe aapse milna hai, bahut important baat hai.” Main samajh gaya ki aaj mauka hai. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Maine apne aap ko taiyar kiya – lund shave kiya, achhe kapde pehne, perfume lagaya, aur uske ghar pahunch gaya. Barish tez thi, main chhatri leke gaya. Gate khula tha, main andar ghus gaya, “Neha… kahan ho?” Bedroom se awaaz aayi, “Andar aao uncle.”
Main andar gaya to woh bed par blanket mein lipti hui thi. Maine poocha, “Kya hua beta, thand lag rahi hai?” Usne blanket thoda hata kar bola, “Thand nahi, aag lagi hai uncle. Darwaza band karo pehle.” Main jaldi se lock kiya aur wapas aaya. Blanket poori hatayi to Neha bilkul nangi thi – zero kapda. Uske boobs khade-khade, nipples pink aur hard, chut clean shaved, chamak rahi thi. Mera 7.5 inch ka mota lund pant mein tent bana raha tha. Main bed par chadh gaya, use tightly hug kiya, lips par kiss karne laga.
Woh bhi passionate thi, tongue andar daal kar choos rahi thi. Main uske boobs ko dabane laga, ek ko muh mein leke chusne laga, dusre ko pinch kar raha tha. Woh moan kar rahi thi, “Uncle, zor se chuso… ahhh.”
Maine kaha, “Kitni pyasi ho gayi ho tum.” Usne kaha, “Bahut din se wait kar rahi hoon uncle, meri chut aapke liye tadap rahi hai.” Main 20-25 minute tak uske boobs aur neck ko chumta raha, bite karta raha. Phir neeche aaya, uski taange failayi, chut par muh lagaya. Usne strawberry flavored gel lagaya tha, taste mast tha.
Main jeebh se lick karne laga, clit ko suck kar raha tha, andar jeebh daal raha tha. Woh pagal ho rahi thi, mere baal pakad kar chut mere muh par ragad rahi thi, “Ahh uncle, aur andar… yes yes.” 10 minute mein woh jhad gayi, chut se garam ras nikla, maine sab pee liya.
Phir woh boli, “Ab lund chahiye uncle, please.” Maine kapde utare, lund bahar nikala. Woh dekh kar boli, “Kitna bada aur mota hai, darr lag raha hai.” Maine use calm kiya, lund chut par ragda, supara andar daala. Woh cheekhi, “Ahhh dard!” Maine kiss karke ek zor ka jhatka maara, poora andar. Seal tooti, thoda khoon aaya. Woh rone lagi, lekin main dheere strokes marne laga.
5-7 minute baad dard kam hua, woh enjoy karne lagi, “Ab tez karo uncle.” Main speed badhaya, zor-zor se pelne laga. Missionary mein 15 minute, phir cowgirl position mein usko upar baithaya, woh khud uchal rahi thi. Uske boobs bounce kar rahe the, main unko pakad kar neeche se dhakke maar raha tha. Phir doggy style, gaand pakad kar thap-thap ki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Woh teen baar jhad chuki thi.
45 minute ki non-stop chudai ke baad mera pani aane laga. Maine poocha, “Kahan daalun?” Usne kaha, “Andar hi, chut bhar do uncle.” Maine andar hi jhad gaya, garam maal uski chut mein bhar diya. Hum dono thak kar lete rahe, ek dusre ko hug karke. Usne kaha, “Yeh sabse best feeling thi uncle, thank you.” Uske baad hum kai baar secretly mile – kabhi uske ghar, kabhi hotel, kabhi car mein bhi.
Ab Neha ki shaadi ho gayi hai, ek beti hai uski. Woh phone par ab bhi karti hai, “Uncle, yaad aati ho aapki.” Usne bola, “Jab bhi chance milega, aap se hi dubara chudwaungi.” Mujhe intezaar hai. Aur haan, Neha ki mummy bhi ek number ki maal hain – 36-28-38 figure, tight body, 42 saal ki. Unka husband government job mein hai, zyadatar tour par rehta hai. Woh mujhe call karti hain, flirty baatein karti hain, “Amit ji, aap kabhi hamare ghar aao na.
” Mujhe lagta hai woh bhi interested hain, lekin main wait kar raha hoon unki taraf se clear signal ka. Main soch raha tha ki Neha ki yaad mein hi muth maar loon, lekin zindagi mein twists aate rehte hain. Ek din, Neha ki shaadi ke do saal baad, woh apne sasural se Patna aayi thi. Uske husband ko job ke liye Delhi shift hona tha, to woh kuch din ghar par rehne wali thi.
Mujhe phone aaya uska, awaaz mein wohi purani masti, “Uncle, main aa gayi hoon. Milna hai?” Main khush ho gaya, lekin dar bhi tha – ab woh maa ban chuki thi, family responsibilities. Phir bhi, dil mana nahi. Maine bola, “Aa jao mere ghar, biwi bachhon ke saath bahar gayi hain.”
Woh dopahar ko aayi, salwar suit mein, figure ab bhi mast – motherhood se boobs aur bade ho gaye the, 36D lag rahe the. Hum baith kar baatein karne lage, purani yaadein. Woh boli, “Uncle, aapki yaad bahut aati thi. Mere husband achhe hain, lekin woh passion nahi jo aap mein tha.
” Maine uska haath pakda, aur dheere se kiss kiya. Woh sharma gayi, lekin door nahi hati. Maine use sofe par khinch liya, lips par lips rakh diye. Kiss karte-karte kapde utarne lage. Usne bra nahi pehni thi, boobs free the, doodh se bhare hue. Main unko dabane laga, chusne laga. Woh moan kar rahi thi, “Ahh uncle, dheere… doodh nikal jayega.”
Maine uski salwar kholi, panty geeli thi. Chut ab bhi tight lag rahi thi, lekin experience se aur mazedaar. Maine fingers daal kar hilaya, woh uchal padi. Phir woh neeche baithi, mera lund bahar nikala, choosne lagi – blowjob expert ban gayi thi. Usne bola, “Yeh seekha hai husband se, lekin aapke liye.” Main uske muh mein dhakke maar raha tha, deep throat. 10 minute baad maine use bed par le gaya, missionary mein lund daala. Ab dard nahi, sirf maza. Woh hips hilate hue boli, “Tez uncle, zor se chodo.” Main gapagap pel raha tha, boobs hil rahe the, awaaz thap-thap ki.
Humne positions badle – doggy mein gaand pakad kar choda, phir cowgirl mein woh upar baithi, uchal rahi thi. Usne do baar jhada, chut se pani bah raha tha. Maine bola, “Ab pregnant mat ho jaana.” Woh hasi, “Pills le rahi hoon uncle.” Kareeb 30 minute baad mera pani aaya, usne bola, “Muh mein daalo.” Maine muh mein jhad diya, woh saara pee gayi. Hum nange hi lete rahe, baatein karte. Usne bataya ki sasural mein boring life hai, husband busy rehta hai. Maine kaha, “Jab bhi aana, main hoon.”
Us trip mein hum teen baar mile, har baar alag maza. Ek baar to park mein car ke andar quickie kiya – woh skirt pehen kar aayi thi, panty nahi. Main drive karte hue fingering kiya, phir back seat par choda. Risky tha, lekin thrill double. Neha wapas chali gayi, lekin ab video calls par nude chats karte hain. Woh apni chut dikhati hai, main muth marta hoon.
Ab Neha ki mummy ki baat. Unka naam Rekha hai, 45 saal ki, figure 38-32-40, curvy aur mature. Husband tour par jaate hi, woh mujhe call karti hain. Ek din boli, “Amit ji, ghar aa jao, chai peelo.” Main gaya, woh saree mein thi, deep blouse, cleavage dikh raha tha. Baatein karte-karte woh kitchen mein gayi, main peeche se hug kiya. Woh sharma gayi, lekin mana nahi.
Maine saree upar ki, gaand dabayi. Usne bola, “Yeh galat hai.” Lekin maine panty niche ki, chut geeli thi. Maine counter par baitha kar chut chaati, woh jhad gayi. Phir bedroom mein le gaya, choda. Rekha experienced thi, positions jaanti thi – reverse cowgirl mein gaand hilati thi. Us din se hum bhi regular ho gaye. Neha ko pata nahi, lekin yeh family secret hai.
Dosto, zindagi mein sex ki bhookh kabhi khatam nahi hoti.
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