Bhabhi Ki Tight Chut Aur Moti Gaand - Devar Ne Kiya Poora Kabza

Main Rahul hoon, 22 saal ka. Mere bhai ki shaadi ko char saal ho chuke the aur woh zyadatar time bahar hi rehta tha job ke silsile mein. Ghar pe sirf main aur meri bhabhi akeli rehte the. Bhabhi ka naam Anita tha. Umar 28 saal ki thi lekin uska body dekh ke kisi ko yakeen nahi hota tha. Gori chamdi, chamakta hua chehra, boobs itne bhaare ki night suit mein bhi andar se ubharte rehte the. Kamar patli aur neeche se gaand aisi moti-moti ki chalte waqt laherati rehti thi.

Shuru se hi meri nazar uspe atki rehti thi. Har raat bathroom mein jaake uski yaad mein muth maarta tha. Sochta tha – kash yeh meri ho jaye. Bhai ke bahar jaane ke baad ghar ka mahaul bilkul badal gaya tha. Bhabhi bhi akelapan feel karti thi, yeh main clearly dekh sakta tha.

Ek shaam ki baat hai. Bhabhi rasoi mein khana bana rahi thi. Usne halka sa laal night gown pehna hua tha. Gown itna patla tha ki peeche se uski gaand ki darar saaf dikh rahi thi. Main chupke se peeche aaya aur bola – “Bhabhi, aaj khana bahut achhi smell aa rahi hai.”

Woh halka sa muskurayi aur boli – “Baitho Rahul, serve karti hoon.”

Main uske kareeb khada raha. Uski body ki khushboo mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Achanak maine uski kamar par haath rakh diya. Woh chaunk gayi – “Rahul! Kya kar rahe ho? Chhodo na!”

Maine haath nahi hataya. “Bhabhi tum bahut pyari ho. Bhai tumhe time hi nahi deta. Main dekh raha hoon tum kitni pyaasi ho.”

Woh ghabra gayi – “Nahi Rahul, yeh galat hai. Main tumhari bhabhi hoon.”

Lekin maine aur zor se uski kamar daba li. Uski saans tez ho gayi. Maine dheere se uske kaan mein kaha – “Ek baar mujhe try toh kar lo bhabhi. Agar pasand na aaye toh main kabhi nahi chhoonga.”

Woh chup rahi. Maine uski gardan par hoth rakh diye. Woh siskari – “Aahhh… Rahul mat karo.”

Maine uske bade boobs par haath rakh kar dabaya. Uske nipples pehle se hi tight ho chuke the. Maine gown ke andar haath daal diya. Uska naram, garam boobs mere haath mein aa gaya. Bhabhi ne aankhen band kar li – “Aahhhh… yeh galat hai… chhod do.”

Lekin maine nahi chhoda. Maine uske nipple ko ungliyon se ghumaya. Woh kaanpne lagi. Maine dusra haath uski moti gaand par rakh kar zor se dabaya.

“Bhabhi teri gaand kitni moti hai… bhai ko chhod ke mujhe de de.”

Woh saans lete hue boli – “Rahul… please… koi dekh lega.”

Maine usko diwar se laga diya aur uske hothon par jabardasti kiss kar liya. Pehle woh virodh kar rahi thi, lekin dheere-dheere uske hoth khulne lage. Meri jeebh uske muh mein ghus gayi. Woh dheere-dheere jawab dene lagi.

Maine gown upar khinch liya. Uke safed, mulayam boobs bahar aa gaye. Maine ek nipple muh mein le liya aur chusne laga. Bhabhi ki siskariyan badh gayi – “Aahhhh… uuuu… Rahul… mat karo… aahhhh…”

Maine dusra boob bhi chusa. Uke boobs laar se geele ho gaye. Maine ghutno ke bal baith kar gown poori tarah upar utha diya. Uke andar kuch nahi tha. Gulabi, saaf chut saamne thi. Thodi si baal bhi the. Maine uski chut par ungli feri.

“Bhabhi teri chut pehle se hi geeli hai.”

Woh sharma gayi – “Nahi… aisa mat bolo.”

Maine uski chut ke hoth khole aur andar ungli daal di. Woh geeli thi. Maine ungli andar-bahar ki. Bhabhi ki saans phoolne lagi – “Aahhhh… aahhhh… Rahul… please… aahhhh…”

Maine apni ungli bahar nikali aur chakh li. Swad meetha tha. Phir maine uski chut chatni shuru kar di. Jeebh se uske clit ko ragadne laga. Bhabhi ne mere baal pakad liye – “Aahhhh… uuuu… chaato… aahhhh… meri chut chaato… aahhhh…”

Maine jeebh andar ghusa di. Woh chillane lagi. Uke pair kaanp rahe the. Maine do ungliyan andar daal di aur tez se hilane laga. Saath mein clit chus ta raha.

“Aahhhh… aahhhh… Rahul… main mar jaungi… aahhhh… aur zor se… aahhhh…”

Uke sharir mein jhatke aane lage. Woh chillayi – “Aahhhh… aahhhh… nikal raha hai… aahhhh…” aur uski chut se garam paani chhoot gaya. Maine sab pee liya.

Main khada hua. Mera lund tana hua tha. Bhabhi ne meri pant kholi aur lund bahar nikaal liya. Uski aankhen phati ki phati reh gayi. “Itna mota… aahhh…”

Usne lund muh mein le liya. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir gale tak. Maine uske baal pakad kar dhakke maare. Woh gag kar rahi thi lekin chus rahi thi. Laar uske boobs par gir rahi thi.

“Bhabhi teri muh ki chudai bhi mast hai.”

Woh aankhen utha kar dekhne lagi. Maine lund uske muh se nikaal liya. Ab asli chudai ka time tha.

Maine usko bedroom mein le jaakar bistar par lita diya. Uski taangen kholi. Lund chut ke muh par rakha. Bhabhi boli – “Rahul… dheere… main… aahhh…”

Maine ek jordar dhakka maara. Lund aadha andar ghus gaya. Bhabhi chillayi – “Aahhhh… dard… aahhhh… nikaalo… aahhhh…”

Maine nahi nikaala. Dheere-dheere aur dhakke maare. Lund poora andar ghus gaya. Bhabhi ki chut kasi hui thi. Maine tez se pelna shuru kar diya.

“Aahhhh… aahhhh… Rahul… aahhhh… tere lund ne faad di… aahhhh… aur zor se… aahhhh…”

Har char-paanch dhakko ke baad woh siskariyan bharne lagti. Maine uski taangen apne kandhon par rakh li aur aur gehra pelne laga. Chut ki geeli awaazein poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

“Bhosdi ke… teri chut kitni tight hai… madarchod… aahhh…”

Bhabhi bhi gandi baatein karne lagi – “Aahhhh… chodo mujhe… faad do chut… aahhhh… main teri randi hoon… aahhhh… aur tez… aahhhh…”

Maine usko ghuma kar doggy style mein kar diya. Gaand upar karke lund peeche se ghusa diya. Ek haath se uske baal pakde aur dusre se gaand thapthapane laga.

“Aahhhh… aahhhh… gaand bhi maar do… aahhhh… madarchod… aahhhh…”

Maine aur zor se dhakke maare. Uski gaand laal ho gayi. Chut se paani tapak raha tha.

Pehla round khatam hone se pehle maine lund bahar nikaal liya aur bhabhi ke bade boobs par maal gira diya. Woh ungli se maal utha kar muh mein daalne lagi.

“Swad achha hai na bhabhi?”

Woh shararat se boli – “Aahhh… haan… ab phir se chodo.”

Dusra round shuru hua. Is baar maine usko diwar se laga kar khada kiya. Ek taang utha kar lund andar ghusa diya. Bhabhi mere gale mein sir rakh kar siskariyan bhar rahi thi.

“Aahhhh… aahhhh… Rahul… tere lund ne mujhe pagal kar diya… aahhhh… roz chodo… aahhhh…”

Maine tez se pela. Uke boobs mere seene se ragad kha rahe the.

Teesra round bistar par. Is baar maine uski gaand mein lund daalne ki koshish ki. Pehle toh woh mana karne lagi – “Nahi… gaand mein dard hoga… aahhh…” lekin jab lund ka sira ghusa toh woh chillane lagi – “Aahhhh… phat gayi… aahhhh… dheere… aahhhh…”

Maine dheere-dheere gaand maari. Bhabhi ko dard ke saath maza bhi aane laga. Woh khud bolne lagi – “Aahhhh… gaand maaro… aahhhh… main teri kutiya hoon… aahhhh…”

Aakhri round mein maine uski chut mein hi maal chhod diya. Bhabhi ne pair mere kamar mein lapet rakhe the. Jab main jhad raha tha toh woh bhi chill rahi thi – “Aahhhh… andar daalo… aahhhh… pregnant kar do… aahhhh…”

Maal chut mein bhar gaya. Jab lund nikaala toh chut se maal behne laga. Bhabhi ne ungli daal kar maal nikaala aur chaat liya.

Hum dono paseene se tar ho kar let gaye. Bhabhi ne mera seena par sir rakh kar kaha – “Rahul… ab yeh roz hoga. Bhai jab bhi bahar jayega, tu mujhe chodna. Main teri randi ban gayi hoon.”

Maine uske boobs dabaye aur kaha – “Haan bhabhi. Ab teri chut aur gaand dono meri hain. Roz chodunga.”

Woh muskurayi aur mere lund ko haath mein lekar boli – “Abhi bhi khada hai… phir se chodo na.”

Main phir se uske upar chadh gaya.