Hello readers, ye story ek imagination ke upar based hai. Asal zindagi mein story ke characters exist nahi karte. Ye story meri pehli story ka continuation hai. Maine isme apne writing ko aur thoda improve karne ki koshish ki hai. To ab story pe aate hai.
Par sone jaane se pehle maine didi di kuch pics nikali, aur sone chala gaya. Fir agle din main didi ko chodne ka plan banane laga. To kuch din baad maine apni ek doosre email id se didi ke email mein unki nude photos send kiye, taaki main unhe blackmail kar saku.
Didi apni nude pic dekh ke buri tarah se darr gayi. Tab didi ne wapas mujhe messege kiya-
Didi: Dekho tum jo koi bhi ho, please ye pics kisi ko nahi dikhana.
Main bola: Main teri baat kyun sunu?
Didi: Please, to main kya karu ki tum ye nudes kisi ko nahi dikhaoge?
Maine wapas messege kiya: Tujhe meri saari baatein maanni padengi, samjhi?
Didi: Aur kya option hai mere paas? Bolo kya karna padega, meri photos delete karne ke liye?
Tab maine firse messege mein kaha ki, agar wo meri har baat maanegi to main photos delete kar doonga. Ab mera 1st step complete ho gaya tha. Par pehle kuch din tak to main didi ko random kaam aur paise bhejne bolta tha. Taaki unhe mere upar shak na ho. Par ab kuch din baad maine apna asli plan shuru kiya.
Tab maine message kiya didi ko, ki wo ghar mein bra aur panty na pehne aur jitna ho sake utne kam aur sexy kapde pehne. To wo message mein boli ki-
Didi: Suno, ye kuch zyada ho gaya. Mere ghar mein mera bhai aaya hua hai. Main ye nahi kar sakti.
Tab reply mein maine bola: Sun randi, ghar mein koi bhi ho. Agar toone meri baat nahi maani, to main photos ko net mein publish kar doonga. Tab sab log tera nanga badan dekhenge.
Tabhi ghar ki doorbell baji aur didi uth ke darwaza kholne ke liye gayi. Par main to pehle se hi jaanta tha ki darwaze pe delivery boy mera pre-ordered short, booty shorts jo ki bahut hi chhoti thi, aur ek string cropped camisole ordered leke aaya hua tha. Tab maine firse messege kiya ki-
Main: Ye jo kapde aaye hai, ab se ghar mein in hi kapdon ko pehanna, aur kuch nahi. Ja jaldi se change kar le.
Didi aur kuch bol nahi payi, aur dukhi mann se wo change karne chali gayi. Didi jab change karke baahar aayi, to is dress mein poori randi lag rahi thi. Jo shorts thi, wo bas unki half gaand ko hi cover kar rahi thi. Saamne se wo shorts kamar se start hoke bas chut ke zara sa neeche tak hi thi, jisse unki chut ke halke-halke darshan bhi ho jaa rahe the.
Wo shorts itni chhoti aur tight thi, ki didi ki camel toe usme se dikh rahi thi. Unhone upper body mein string wali camisole pehni thi, jo ki bahut short thi. Unki nangi peeth aur pet ki sexy navel dikh rahi thi.
Upper dress ki length bas unke boobs tak hi thi, aur bra na pehanne ke kaaran, unke nipples, jo ab khade ho gaye the, wo bhi is dress se jhaank rahe the. Didi ne meri taraf apna sar ghumaya, par jab dekhi main bhi unhe taad raha tha wo sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi thi. Par fir bhi wo apni bachi-kuchi himmat juta ke boli-
Didi: Aaj bahut garmi hai na, isliye maine ye pehni. Hope you don’t mind?
Main: Arre didi sahi kiya aapne. Kaash main bhi apne kapde utaar sakta. Bahut garmi hai yaha. Waise aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hai.
Maine ye kaha taaki wo thodi relax ho. Tab wo thanks bol ke apna ghar ka kaam karne lag gayi.
In kapdo mein didi jitni baar neeche jhukti thi, unke bra nahi pehne hone ke kaaran, unke boobs aur clevage ke darshan ho jate. Aur jab bhi wo peeche ki taraf se jhukti, to unki gol gaand, jisme se unki halki-halki chut baahar jhaank rahi thi, uske darsan ho jaa rahe the. Aur isi tarah kuch din beet gaye. Iske kuch dino baad maine fir message kiya-
Main: Sun, ab tere liye ek aur kaam hai. Apne bhai ko ghar mein bina kapdo mein ghoomne ke liye mana.
Wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Aur waise bhi wo nahi maanega.
Tab main bola: Sun, mujhe nahi pata tu kaise karegi. Tere jaisi maal kuch bhi bhi kar sakti hai. Agar fir bhi nahi maanta hai, to bolna ki agar wo teri baat maanega, to tu use teri body ke sath khelne ka mauka degi
Tab wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Please ya mat karwao mere se
Fir maine thoda frustrated hoke messege kiya-
Main: Randi tu karegi, ya main apna kaam karu?
Ye message dekh ke didi buri tarah ghabra gayi, aur fir messege kiya ki-
Didi: Sorry, main karti hu. Please kuch ulta-seedha nahi karna. Par thoda time do mere ko, itni jaldi main nahi kar paungi.
Tab maine message mein theek hai bol ke phone rakh diya. Kuch dino mein maine didi ko message mein ghar ke andar g-string panties aur ek short loose camisole pehanne ke liye mana liya tha. Ek din didi mere saamne aayi aur boli-
Didi: Tumhe kya garmi nahi lag rahi hai?
Main: Didi lag to rahi hai. Par kya karu didi, jhelni to padegi ye garmi.
Didi: Jhelni kyun padegi? Main bhi to comfortable kapde pehni hui hu. To tum bhi comfortable kapde pehan lo. Warna mujhe bahut bura lagega, ki main itne aaram se hu, par mere ghar ka mehman itni dikkat mein hai. Waise ghar mein tum kaise rehte ho?
Main: Didi ghar mein to main itni garmi mein bina kapdon ke rehta hu. Par yaha to main waise nahi reh sakta na.
Didi: Kyun nahi reh sakte? Mujhe koi problem nahi.
Main: Didi, par mujhe thodi problem hai (thoda hichkichate hue). Didi aap itni sexy ho ki main agar nanga raha to, shayad main khud ko control nahi kar paunga.
Isi tarah, kuch der aise hi debate karne ke baad, didi boli-
Didi: Theek hai, main tumhari problem samjhi. To tumhari problem ko door karne ke liye agar tum bina kapdo ke rehte ho, to tum meri body ko touch kar sakte ho. Main ise normal samjhungi, par sex nahi kar sakte ho mere sath. Par agar sex kiya to mere se bura koi nahi hoga
Main: Sach didi? Main aapki body ke sath kuch bhi kar satka hu, bina sex kiye?
Didi: Haa!
Main: To main aapko kabhi bhi, kahi par bhi touch kar sakta hu?
Didi: Haa bhai haa.
Tab maine didi ko dekha, didi ek white colour ki pearl lace g-string panty aur ek white loose top, jo ki unki kamar tak cover kar rahi thi, pehne hue thi. Bina deri karte hue, maine didi ki baat maan ke jaldi se apne kapde utaar diye. Jab didi mera lund dekhi to didi sharma ki apna sar doosri taraf mod li.
Main ye dekh ke halka sa muskuraya, aur didi ke gaal ko apne dono hatho se pakda, aur unka sar apni taraf mod liya.
Main: Didi, sharmao mat. Ab se hum dono ek-doosre ke badan ke parts ko bahut baar dekhenge. Aur ek-doosre ke sath bahut khelenge. To mera lund ko touch kariye aur feel karke dekhiye didi.
Didi kuch nahi boli, aur sharam ke maare apni aankhen band kar li. Par fir didi bhi apne hath se mere lund ko pakdi.
Aaaaaa! Halki sa moan mere muh se nikal gaya, jab unka soft hath meri garam rod se lipta. Saamne itni sexy ladki, upar se halki si sharmahat chehre pe. Uffff kya scene tha. Main kuch zyada hi exited ho gaya tha, aur aisa lag raha tha ki main apna muth unke hath mein hi chhodh du.
Par main is feeling ko itni jaldi khatam nahi karna chaahta tha. Isliye maine apne aapko control kiya. Par tabhi jab main bolne hi wala tha, jaise didi ne mere mann ki baat jaan li. Wo halki-halki apne hath ko aage-peeche hilane lagi. Ab didi apni aankh khol chuki thi, aur unki aankh meri aankh se jaa mili. Pehle ki sharmahat ab unke chehre se hatt gayi thi, aur ek determined look unke chehre pe jhalak rahi thi.
Wo ek hath se mera lund ko halka-halka hila rahi thi, aur doosre hath ki ungliyon se mere lund ke tip ko sehla rahi thi, jisse mera thoda-thoda pre-cum bhi nikalne laga tha. Wo kabhi meri balls ke sath khel rathi thi. 2-3 minute aise hi mera lund hilane ke baad, didi meri chehre ki taraf dekhi.
Meri aankhen almost band hone lagi thi. Mera eyeball upar ki taraf jaane laga tha is pleasure ke maare, jo didi ki handjob se mujhe mil raha tha. Main instinctively apni kamar bhi halki-halki upar-neeche move karne laga tha. Fir jaise hi mera muth nikalne wala tha, didi apne hath mere lund se hata li, aur mere and kosh ke upar portion ko tightly 2 ungliyon se pakad liya.
Fir mere lund ki tip ko bhi apne doosre hath ke thumb se daba diya. Isse mera muth chhodhne ka pressure ek-dum ikattha ho gaya.
Main: Didi please, aisa mat karo.
Didi apni jagah se uthi, aur apni kamar par hath karke ek serious expression ke sath boli-
Didi: Abhi agar tumhara wo nikal jata, to mujhe hi saaf karna padta, jo ki main abhi nahi kar sakti. Mujhe abhi bahut kaam hai. Tumhe mauka milega wo cheez nikaalne ke liye, par tab tak patience rakho.
Main didi ke baat sun ke, unhe tease karke bola: Wo kya cheez didi?
Didi: Tumhe pata hai wo kya hai. (Sharmate hue boli)
Main: Didi, main aapki itni baat maan raha hu. Aapko meri baat ka jawab to dena padega.
Didi ya sun ke, sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi. Par fir bhi wo boli ek-dum halki awaaz mein boli-
Didi: Muth.
Main: Sunayi nahi diya didi. Kya?
Didi frustrated hote hue: Muth hai muth, aur kuch.
Main didi ko smile diya, aur turant Didi sharma ke kitchen mein chali gayi. Main bhi didi ke peeche-peeche kitchen ke door tak gaya, aur waha khada hoke didi ko kaam karte hue dekhne laga. Didi bartan dho rahi thi basin ke saamne khadi hoke. Peeche se unki gaand poori display mein thi.
Uff, kya gaand thi unki. Unki gaand naa bahut zyada badi thi, naa hi bahut zyada chhoti thi. Exercise ke kaaran bubble butt ki shape mein thi. Wo ek sexy loose tank top, jo ki sleeveless thi, par side se unki armpit se kamar tak hollow thi, jisme se side se bina bra pehanne ke kaaran unke halke-halke boobs dikh rahe the.
Ye scene dekh ke mere se aur control nahi hua, aur main didi ke peeche jaake khada ho gaya. Fir main didi ki gaand ko halke-halke touch karne laga. Didi mera hath feel karte hi turant meri taraf apni sar modi.
Didi: Ya kya kar rahe ho? Main kaam kar rahi hu.
Maine didi ke sar ko pakda, aur fir saamne kar diya, aur firse didi ki inner thigh ko apni ungliyon se sehlane laga.
Main: Didi aap apne kaam mein focus karo, aur mujhe aapke badan pe karne do. Mere se control nahi ho raha hai didi. Aapne jo kiya mere sath pehle, uske baad to aur bhi control nahi ho raha.
Didi: Theek hai, jo karna hai karo. Par meri bhi ek shart hai.
Main: Kya?
Didi: Tum mere ko kahi par bhi touch kar sakte ho. Par tumhare lund se jab main chaahungi tabhi niklega. Didi ki baat kat rahi thi, aur wo halki-halki moan bhi kar rahi thi.
Main: Theek hai.
Ab maine unki dono thighs ko pakda, aur unke pairon ko thoda sa faila diya. Didi ne bhi mere liye apne pairon ko thoda faila ke adjust kiya. Maine ab apni body ko didi ki peeth ke upar jhukaya, aur apne sar ko didi ke kandhe par rakh diya. Mera lund jo ki poora tann chuka tha, didi ki gaand ke crack ko touch kar raha tha.
Didi bhi mere lund ko feel kar paa rahi thi, isliye didi aage ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Taaki mera lund unse na touch ho. Par main ye kaise hone deta. Turant maine didi ki kamar ko apne dono hatho se hug kiya, aur apne taraf kheench liya. Fir didi ki dono gaand ko pakda, aur faila ke apne lund ko didi ki gaand ke beech mein set kar diya. Uske baad didi se isi tarah lipta raha kuch dek tak.
Is sab mein mazedaar baat ye thi, ki didi apna kaam kar rahi thi, aur main jo chaahe wo kar raha tha unke badan ke sath. Tab main apna ek hath, jo ki didi ki kamar se lipta hua tha, use didi ki chut ke paas le gaya. Fir main unki chut ko dheere-dheere sehlane laga.
Main apne doosre hath ko didi ki loose tank top ke andar le jaake, didi ke nipple ko halka-halka pinch dene laga. Main kabhi unke nipple ko pinch karta, to kabhi unke nipple ko dheere-dheere kheenchta. In sab se Didi ke pair kaamp rahe the.
Aur maine notice kiya ki didi ki chut ki pankhudi jo ki g-string ki peal se dhaki hui thi, wo halki-halki geeli ho rahi thi. Par iske baad bhi wo apna kaam kar rahi thi, jaise ki didi ko koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Par fir bhi beech-beech mein wo halki-halki moan nikaal rahi thi.
Didi ki ye attitude dekh kar mera lund aur lamba aur hard ho gaya. Main didi ki gaand ke crack mein apne lund ko aur zyada press karne laga. Abhi bhi mera sar unke kandhe pe hi tha, aur beech-beech main main unke kaan aur unki gardan ko halki-halki kiss karta, aur kabhi-kabhi bite bhi kar raha tha. Main ab unke kan ke paas jaake bola-
Main: Didi kya baat hai, aapki ye pyari si chut (tabhi maine apne ek hath ki madad se didi ke chut ke upar se pear string ko hataya, aur didi ki chut ke chhed ki jo lining thi, uske upar-upar apni middle finger ko sehlane laga) itni geeli kyun hai? Shayad aapki is pyari si chut ko ek sakht lund ki zaroorat hai, jo ki aapki gaand ke beech mein hai.
Aur same time mein main unke boobs ko bhi halki-halki massage de raha tha. Ye sun ke didi ki chut aur bhi paani chhodhne lagi, aur wo meri grip ko apne hath se chhudhane ki koshish karne lagi. Par unki ye koshish na-kamyab sabit hui aur maine turant apni 2 ungliyan unki geeli chut mein daal di. Fir main apne thumb aur index finger se unki clitoris to pinch karne laga.
Main apni ungli, unki chut mein se halki-halki pace mein andar-baahar karke move kar raha tha. Squish squish ki awaaz aa rahi thi didi ki chut se, jab main fingering de raha tha unhe. Unki chut andar se bahut hi soft, geeli, aur beech-beech mein contract aur relax bhi kar rahi thi.
Chut mein ungli ghuste hi didi ne apni is kismat ko poori tarah se apna chuki thi. Aur ab wo apne badan ko poori tarah mere support mein chhodh di thi.
Didi: Ahah ahh please lund nahi please aahh.
Uski ye sexy awaaz sun ke main aur zyada excited ho gaya, aur fingering ki raftaar badha di.
Didi: Haye, itni fast nahi! Kuch nikal raha hai meri chut se.
Didi ki jeebh baahar aa chuki thi, aur unki aakhon ki eyeball pleasure ke maare upar ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Ab didi apni kamar ko aage le jaake, apna poora upper body meri body ke support mein chhodh di. Aur isi position mein didi apna juice chodh di, aur thak ke zameen par baith gayi mere support ke sath.
Main: Didi aap bahut naughty ho rahi ho. To naughty bachho ko kya diya jata hai?
Didi: Naughty matlab?
Didi is position mein itni sexy lag rahi thi, ki mere se aur control nahi hua. Fir maine didi ko pakda, aur mere saamne khada kar diya, aur didi se poocha-
Main: Didi aapne bola ki main aapke sath sex nahi kar sakta. Par baaki sab kar sakta hu, right?
Didi: Haa kyun?
Main: Aapne bola ki agar mera muth nikla, to aapko hi saaf karna padega. Bol ke aapne mere muth ko rok diya. Par aapne to apna juice nikaal diya. Aur main to abhi bhi aise hi hu didi (maine apni tanni hui rod ki taraf ishara karte hua bola).
Tabhi didi ek guilt waale expression ke sath apna hath mere lund ki taraf badhate hue boli-
Didi: Sorry, main abhi tumhe help kar deti hu.
Main didi ko rokte hue bola-
Main: Aise nahi didi! Aap bahut naughty ho, to naughty bachho ko to punishment to milni hi chahiye na, boliye?
Didi: Hmm, theek hai, bolo mujhe kya karna padega?
Main ye sunte hi bahut khush ho gaya, aur ek kaala kapda laake didi ki aakh mein baandh diya, aur didi ki thighs ko thoda separate kiya, aur apna lund unki thigh ke beech mein ghusa diya. Fir maine didi ko saamne se tightly hug kiya.
Mera hard aur garam lund unki chut ke bilkul neeche tha, aur side se unki dono thighs mere lund ko tighty pakde hue thi. Unki chut ki pankhudiya mere lund ko touch kar rahi thi. Didi bhi in sab ko feel kar paa rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein unki body bhi kaamp rahi thi. Tab Didi thodi tension wali voice mein boli-
Didi: Ye kya kar rahe ho?
Maine bina unki koi baat sune unki soft gol gaand ko pakda, aur unhe massage dete hue aage-peeche move karne laga. Jitni baar main move karta, didi ki chut mere lund se jaa lagti, aur halka sa andar jake baahar aa jata. Unki chut bhi continuously paani chhodh rahi thi, jisse mere lund ko lubrication mil raha tha, aur smoothly main move kar paa raha tha. Mere lund ka bas upar ka part hi didi ki chut ke andar jata, aur fir baahar aa jata.
Fir maine position change ki, aur ab didi ko ghuma diya. Is position mein didi ki back meri taraf thi, aur unka face saamne tha. Main didi ki dono hatho ko peeche le aaya, aur apne ek hath se lock kar diya, jisse unki body arch kar gayi. Ye scene itna sexy tha, ki maine apni pace badha di, aur zyada force se move karne laga.
Mera ek hath jo ki free tha, usse main didi ke soft boobs ko massage dene laga. Main didi ke nipples ko apne hath se kheench raha tha, jisse ki unke badan mein ek current daud gaya.
Fir didi apni sexy awaaz mein boli- Please ye mat karo aahh. Galat hai ye.
Main: Didi ye kuch galat nahi hai. Ye aapki punishment hai. Aaj aapki is pyari chut ke upar main mere muth se apna nishan chhodhunga.
Didi pleasure ke kaaran apni jeebh baahar nikaal chuki thi, aur didi ki aankhen bas aadhi khuli hui thi.
Didi: Ahh mat karo!
Isi tarah kuch minute tak chodne ka baad, jab mera muth nikalne hi wala tha, main turant didi se alag hua, aur didi ke sar ko pakad ke unhe neeche bitha diya. Fir apna mota lund jo didi ki chut ke juice se bheega hua tha, use unke muh mein ghusa ke apna juice unke gale mein chhodh diya. Wo jo feeling thi, main bata nahi sakta.
Maine ab didi ki aankh se unki patti hata di thi, aur dekha ki unki aakhon mein mera lund jo ki unke gale ko chod raha tha, uski wajah se aansu aa gaye the.
Main: Didi ye aapki punishment hai. Ek-dum ise waste mat karna, nigal lo ise.
Didi aur bina kuch bole, chup-chaap, gusse waale expression ke sath mere muth ko nigal li.
Main view ka maza lene laga. Maine didi ki g-string panty ko side kiya, aur didi ki chut ko dekha. Fir main dheere-dheere didi ki chut ko touch kar raha tha.
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