Delhi ke college boy Aryan aur door ki hot mausi Priya ke beech cuddling se shuru hui raat ki wild chudai. Geeli chut, tight boobs aur bina rukawat ke desi lust ka full mazaa – ek secret, kamuk kahani!
Main aapka dost Aryan Kumar hoon. Meri umar 25 saal ki hai. Yeh meri zindagi ki ek aisi kahani hai jo kuch saal pehle shuru hui thi, jab main sirf 20 saal ka tha. Yeh faimly relationship stories app lustystories par padh rhe he. Tab se le kar aaj tak woh yaadein mere mann mein taaza hain, jaise kal ki baat ho. Yeh kahani meri aur meri door ki mausi ki hai, jiska naam Priya hai. Woh mujhse umar mein kaafi badi hain, tab woh 28 saal ki thi jab hum pehli baar mile. Rishte mein woh meri mausi lagti hain, lekin hum dono ke beech jo hua, woh kisi bhi rishte se pare tha.
Us waqt main college mein padhta tha, engineering ki padhai kar raha tha Delhi ke ek college mein. Nai-nai jawani chadhi thi, hormones ubal rahe the, lekin main padhai mein itna mashgool tha ki sex ya ladkiyon ke baare mein zyada sochta hi nahi tha. School se hi main topper raha tha, isliye books aur assignments ke alawa dimag kahin aur lagta hi nahi. Ghar par bhi strict routine tha – subah utho, padho, khao, so jao. Par zindagi mein kabhi-kabhi aise mod aate hain jo sab kuch badal dete hain.
Woh din yaad hai jab Priya mausi pehli baar hamare ghar aayi. Woh hamare shehar Bangalore mein rehne aayi thi, kyuki unhen yahan ke ek bade medical institute mein MD ki padhai ke liye admission mil gaya tha. Hamara ghar Bangalore ke outskirts mein tha, ek badi si colony mein, jahan sab rishtedaar aate-jaate rehte the. Jab maine unhen pehli baar dekha, toh laga jaise koi film ki heroine mere saamne khadi ho. Bilkul slim figure, patle hont, halka sa curvy body, chamakdaar aankhen aur upar se chashma – unka chehra itna attractive tha ki nazar hatane ka mann hi nahi karta.
Ab Priya ke figure ke baare mein bataun toh, us waqt mujhe in cheezon ka zyada gyan nahi tha, baad mein pata chala. Unka figure 34-30-36 ka tha, aur woh gym aur yoga se apna body maintain rakhti thi. Dekhne mein bilkul hot maal lagti thi. Aur haan, chashme wali ladkiyan jab chashma utaarti hain, toh aur bhi killer lagti hain. Hum ladke log unhen ‘hotty’ kehte hain, samajh gaye na?
Waqt ke saath Priya mausi ka hamare ghar aana-jana badh gaya. Jab bhi unhen institute se weekend ki chhutti milti, woh hamare ghar aa jati. Hum dono khub masti karte – movies dekhte, games khelte, aur woh mujhe gifts laati, jaise chocolates ya cool gadgets. Main unhen apne college ki stories sunata, aur woh apni medical life ke funny incidents batati. Is tarah se din guzarne lage, aur hum dono ke beech ek acchi bonding ban gayi. Main college ke doosre saal mein pahunch gaya, aur woh apni MD complete kar ke Mumbai chali gayi further specialization ke liye. Ab milna-julna kam ho gaya, sirf phone par baatein hoti thi, ya kabhi-kabhar woh ghar aati toh mulaqat hoti.
Lekin ek change aa gaya tha – jab bhi woh ghar aati, mujhse zyada close ho kar baat karti. Hug karti, gale lagti, aur raat ko sone ke time pe hum ek hi bed par sote. Woh bilkul chipak kar soti thi, jaise ab log ‘cuddling’ kehte hain. Us waqt mujhe kya pata tha ki yeh cuddling ek din mujhe unki zindagi ka sabse intimate pal de degi!
Fir humari kahani mein ek bada twist aaya. Unhi dino mere mama ki shaadi thi Mumbai mein. Sab rishtedaar ikatthe hue, aur Priya mausi bhi aayi. Kaafi saal baad hum mile the. Jab maine unhen dekha, toh do minute ke liye duniya bhool gaya. Pehle toh khushi hui, fir na jaane kyun mann mein sexy khayal aane lage. Unka figure aur bhi zyada attractive ho gaya tha – ubhre hue boobs, curvy hips, aur woh red saree mein killer lag rahi thi. Main unhen dekhta hi reh gaya, soch raha tha ki yeh meri mausi hai ya koi dream girl.
Shaadi ka program full swing mein tha – dance, music, khana-peena. Raat ko late tak jagran chala, aur November ki thand mein sab thak gaye the. Hum sab cousins aur mausi ek bade hall mein so rahe the, jahan mattresses line se biche the. Wall ke side se pehle main, fir Priya mausi, aur baaki sab. Letne ke baad main jaldi so gaya, kyuki din bhar ki thakaan thi.
Raat ke karib 2 baje mujhe apne body par kisi ke haath ka touch feel hua. Aankh kholi toh dekha woh Priya mausi ka haath tha. Unki aadat thi side wale par haath rakh kar sone ki. Maine haath hatane ki koshish ki, lekin unhone mujhe itna tight pakda ki mera dil dhadakne laga. Mera lund ekdum se khada ho gaya, control nahi ho raha tha. Badi mushkil se maine haath hataya aur bathroom ja kar unke naam ki muth maari. Unki body ki khushboo abhi bhi mere dimag mein ghum rahi thi, madhosh kar rahi thi.
Shaadi ke baad sab log chale gaye, lekin main aur Priya mausi wahi ruk gaye. Woh Mumbai ke ek hospital mein job join karne wali thi, aur main unke saath help ke liye ruka. Ghar khali ho gaya tha, sirf nani aur hum. Mama-mami apne room mein the, aur nani jaldi so jati thi. Hum dono ek alag room mein sone gaye. Us raat dobara wahi hua – unka haath mere upar aa gaya. Is baar maine courage kiya aur unhen apni baahon mein le liya. Jaan-bujh kar haath unke boobs par rakh diya, lekin hilaya nahi, jaise neend mein ho.
Kuch der baad koi reaction nahi aaya, toh maine t-shirt ke upar se slowly boobs dabane shuru kiye. Dar lag raha tha ki kahin uth na jaayein, lekin woh chup rahi. Meri himmat badhi, aur maine horn ki tarah dabaya. Fir bhi kuch nahi. Ab main full masti mein unke boobs masalne laga. Achaanak unhone karwat badli, peeth meri taraf kar li. Main ghabra gaya, socha game over. Lekin kuch der baad unhone kuch nahi kiya, toh meri vasna fir jagi.
Is baar maine unki gaand par haath rakha, sahlane laga. Woh react nahi ki, toh samajh gaya unhen mazaa aa raha hai. Maine bra ka hook tatola, t-shirt ke andar haath daala, aur kholne laga. Tabhi woh hiliin aur peeche haath kar ke boli, “Are mere raja… aise toh khol liya tune… ruk, aaj tujhe mazaa deta hun!” Main socha aaj toh pakda gaya, maar padegi.
Lekin jo hua, woh sapne se bhi zyada tha. Unhone khud bra ka hook khola aur mera haath apne boobs par rakh diya. Mujhe yakeen nahi hua. Ab maine t-shirt andar haath daal kar bra hatayi, aur nange boobs par haath rakha – soft jaise malai. Dabate hi unhone moan kiya, “Aaram se kar na… dard hota hai!” Unki awaaz ne mujhe aur excite kar diya.
Main pagalon ki tarah unke boobs par tut pada, daba-daba kar laal kar diye. Peeche se haath aage kar ke jor-jor se masal raha tha. Woh siskariyan le rahi thi, “Aah… slow karo!” Main nipples pinch kar raha tha, mazaa le raha tha. Fir unhen ghumaya, chehra apni taraf kiya. Unki aankhen band thi. Maine lips par lips rakh diye, chusne laga. Shuru mein woh respond nahi ki, lekin fir unhone kiss kiya toh laga jaise heaven. Unki tongue mere muh mein, laar choos rahi thi.
Kuch der baad unhone mujhe push kiya aur muh fer liya. Mera lund phatne ko tha. Maine socha aaj itna hi, jaldi mat kar. Bathroom ja kar muth maari, bahut saara maal nikala. Wapas aa kar so gaya.
Aadhe ghante baad unhone mera lund tatola. Meri neend khul gayi, sensation ho rahi thi. Main chup raha. Unhone mujhe hilaya, “Sale, meri chut mein aag laga kar tune apni muth maar li… mera kya?” Yeh sun kar main shock, lekin excite. Maine unke boobs pakde, “Aa ja mere upar!”
Woh lower neeche khiska kar mere upar chadh gayi. Maine apna lower aur underwear sarka diya. Unki panty geeli thi. Maine kaha, “Panty hatao na!” Woh boli, “Side kar ke kar le!” Maine chut tatoli, panty side ki, lund ragda. Unki aah nikli, unhone kamar hilayi, lund chut ke muh par set kiya.
Maine poocha, “Pehle liya hai?” Woh chup, toh samajh gaya koi pehle se experience hai. Maine dhakka maara, supara andar gaya. Woh aah bhari, taange failayi, poora lund andar le liya. Main dheere-dheere chudai shuru ki, mazaa le raha tha.
Unhone poocha, “Tune pehle kiski li?” Maine kaha, “Meri ex-gf ki.” Woh boli, “Kitni baar?” “Teen baar.” Woh ab full masti mein thi, upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Maine ek boob muh mein liya, chusne laga, chudai ke saath.
Kuch der mein woh boli, “Main aa rahi hun… bahar nikaal!” Maine tight pakda, “Nahi!” Fir maine speed badhayi, aur bahar nikaal kar chadar par jhad gaya. Hum dono lipat kar pade rahe, saansein tez.
Agli subah uth kar hum normal behave karne lage, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. Lekin aankhon mein woh spark tha. Din bhar hospital mein unke saath gaya, help kiya. Shaam ko ghar aaye, khana khaya. Raat ko fir room mein gaye. Is baar dar nahi tha, excitement thi.
Woh bed par baithi, mujhe dekhti hui. Maine door lock kiya, unke paas gaya. “Kal raat mazaa aaya?” Woh sharma gayi, “Haan, lekin yeh galat hai.” Maine kaha, “Jo mazaa deta hai, woh galat kaise?” Unhen kiss kiya, is baar deep. Haath t-shirt ke andar, boobs dabaye. Woh moan kar rahi thi.
Maine unki t-shirt utari, bra kholi. Nange boobs dekhe – pink nipples, perfect shape. Chusne laga, ek ko muh mein, dusre ko haath se. Woh mere baal pakad rahi thi, “Aah… Aryan… zor se!” Maine lower utara, panty geeli thi. Unki chut smooth thi, shave ki hui. Ungli daali, geeli aur garam.
Woh boli, “Ab mat tadpa… andar daal!” Maine condom nahi tha, lekin woh pill par thi, boli “Safe hai.” Lund set kiya, ek dhakke mein andar. Is baar rough chudai, woh chillayi, “Faster!” Hum doggy style try kiye, unki gaand pakad kar pela. Woh jhad gayi, fir main.
Us raat baad humne baat ki. Unhone bataya unka ex-boyfriend tha college mein, uske saath experience tha. Maine apni gf ki story sunayi. Hum decide kiye yeh secret rahega.
Agle din woh job join kar gayi, main wapas Bangalore chala gaya. Lekin ab phone sex karte, sexting. Kabhi woh aati, toh hotel mein milte, full night mazaa. Ek baar woh Bangalore aayi, hamne car mein hi quickie kiya. Risky tha, lekin thrill tha.
Ek saal baad unki posting Bangalore mein hi ho gayi. Ab hum zyada milte. Ghar par nani ke saamne normal, lekin raat ko room mein wild. New positions try karte – 69, reverse cowgirl. Woh mujhe blowjob deti, main unki chut chaat ta.
Yeh silsila do saal chala. Fir unki shaadi fix ho gayi. Last time mile, emotional tha. Chudai ki, lekin end mein roye. Ab woh shaadi-shuda hai, husband ke saath happy. Hum ab sirf dost hain, lekin woh yaadein… woh kabhi nahi bhoolunga.
Yeh thi meri aur Priya mausi ki kahani – pyar, lust aur secret ki.
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