Sex With Didi

Hi! Mera nam ASHOK hai aur mai 20 sal ka ek juvak hun. Meri didi ka nam Sangita hai aur uski umar kareeb 26 sal hai. Didi mujhse 6 sal bari hain. Humlog ek Middle-class family hai aur ek chote se flat me Mumbai me rahate hain.Humara ghar me ek chota sa hall, dining room do bedromm aur ek kitchen hai. Bathroom ek hi tha aur usko sabhi log istemal karte the. Humare pitajee aur maa dono naukri karte hain. Didi mujhko Amit kah kar pukartee hain aur mai unko didi kaha kar pukarta hoon. Shuru shuru me mujhe sex ke bare kuch nahi malum tha kyonki mai Boy’s High school me parhta tha aur humare building me bhi achhee mere umar ki koi larki nahi thee. Isliye maine abhi tak sex ka maza nahi liya tha aur na hi maine batak koi nangee larkee dekhi thee. Han mai kabho kabhi prono magazine me nangee tasbeer dekh liya karta tha. Jab mai chaudah sal ka hua to mujhe larkion ke taraf aur sex ke liye interest hona shuru hua. Mere nazaron ke aspas agar koi larkee thee to wo Snagita didi hi thee. Didi ki lumbai kareeb kareeb mere tarah hi thee, unka rang bahut gora tha aur unka chehera aur body structure hindi cinema ke Zenat Aman jaisa tha. Han unki chunchee Zenat Aman jaise bari bari nahee thee. Mujhe abhi tak yad hai ki mai apna pahala muth meri didi ke liye hi mara tha. Ek Sunday subah subah jaise hi meri didi bathroom se nikali mai bathroom me ghus gaya. Mai bathroom ka darwaza band kiya aur apne kapre kholna shuru kiya. Mujhe joro ki pishab lagi thee. Pishab karne ke bad mai apne lund se khelne laga. Eka ek meri nazar bathroom ke kinare didi ke utare hue kapare par para. Wanh par didi pani nightgown utar kar chor gayee thee. Jaise hi maine didi ki nightgown uthaya to dekha ki nightgown ke niche didi ki black bra para hua tha. Jaise hi mai didi ka kale rang ka bra uthaya to mera lund apne aap kahara hone laga. Mai didi ke nightgown uthaya to usme se didi ke neele rang ka panty bhi gir kar neeche gir gaya. Maine panty bhi utha liya.

Ab mere ek hath me didi ki panty thee aur dusre hath me didi ke bra tha. Oh Bhagawan! Didi ke anderwale kapare chume se hi kitna maza aa raha hai. Eh wohi bra hain jo ki kuch der pahale didi ke chuncheon ko jakar rakha tha aur eh wohi panty hain jo ki kuch der pahale tak didi ki choot se lipta tha. Eh soch soch karke mai hairan ho raha tha aur andar hi andar garma raha tha. Mai soch nahi pa rha tha ki mai didi ke bra aur panty ko lekarke kya karoon. Mai didi ki bra aur panty ko lekarke har taraf se chua, sungha, chata aur pata nahi kya kya kiya. Mai un kapron ko apne lund par mala. Bra ko apne chati par rakha. Mai apne khare lund ke ooper didi ki panty ko pahana aur wo lund ke ooper tana hua tha. Phir bad me main didi ki nightgown ko bathroom ke dewar ke pas ek hanger par tang diya. Phir kapare tangne wala pin lekarke bra ko nightgown ke ooperi bhag me phansa diya aur panty ko nightgown ke kamar ke pas phansa diya. Ab aisa lag raha tha ki didi bathroom me dewar ke sahare kharee hain aur mujhe apni bra aur panty dikh rahi hain. Mai jhat ja kar didi ke nightgown se chipak gaya aur unki bra ko chusne laga aur man hi man sochne laga ki main didi ki chunchee chus raha hoon. Mai apna lund ko didi ke panty pas ragarne laga aur sochne laga ki mai didi ko chod raha hoon. Mai itna garam ho gaya tha ki mera lund phul kar pura ka pura tanna gaya tha aur thori der ke bad mere lund ne pani chor diya aur mai jhar gaya. Mere lund ne pahali bar apna pani chora tha aur mere pani se didi ki panty aur nightgown bhig gaya tha. Mujhe pata nahi ki mere lund ne kitna veerz nikala tha lekin jo kuch nikla tha wo mere didi ke naam par nikla tha. Mera pahale pahale bar jharna itna tez tha ki mere pair jawab de diya aur mai pairon par khara nahi ho pa raha tha aur mai chup chap bathroom ke farsh par baith gaya. Thori der ke bad mujhe hosh aya aur mai uth kar nahane laga. Shower ke neeche naha kar mujhe kuch tazgee Mahasoos hua aur mai fresh ho gaya. Nahane bad mai dewar se didi ki nightgown, bra aur panty utara aur usmese apna veerz dho kar saf kiya aur neeche rakh diya. Us din ke bad se mera eh muth marne ka tarika mera subse favorite ho gaya. Haan, mujhe is tarah se muth marne ka mauka sirf itwar itwar ko hi milta tha. Kyonki, itwar ke din hi mai didi ke nahane bad nahata tha. Itwar ke din chup chap apne bister para para dekha karta tha ki kab didi bathroom me ghuse aur didi ke bathroom me ghuste hi mai uth jaya karta tha aur jab didi bathroom se nikaltee to mai bathroom me ghus jaya karta tha. Mere maa aur pitajee subah subah uth jaya karte the aur jab mai uthta tha to maa rasoi ke nashta banatee hotee aur pitajee bahar balcony me baith kar akhbar parhte hote ya bazar gaye hote kuch na kuch saman kharidne. Itwar ko chor kar mai jab bhi muth marta to tab ehee sochta ki mai apna lund didi ki ras bhari choot me pel raha hoon. Shuru shuru me mai eh sochta tha ki didi jab nangee hongee to kaisa dikhengee? Phir mai eh sochne laga ki didi ki choot chodne me kaisa lagega. Mai kabhi kabhi sapne ne didi ko nangee karke chodta tha aur jab meri ankh khultee to mera short bhiga hua hota tha. Maine kabhi bhi apna soch aur apna sapne ke bare me kisi ko bhi nahee bataya tha aur didi ko bhi iske bare me janne diya. Mai apni school ki parhaee khatam karke college jane laga. College mere kuch girl friend bhi ho gaye. Un girl friend me se mane do char ke sath sex ka maza bhi liya. Mai jab koi girl friend ke sath chudai karta to mai usko apne didi ke sath compare karta aur mujhe koi bhi girl friend didi ke barabar nahi lagtee. Mai bar bar eh koshish karta tha mera dimag didi par se hat jaye, lekin mera dimag ghum phir kar didi par hi aa jata. Mai humesha 24 ghante didi ke bare me aur usko chodne ke bare me hi sochta rahta.

Mi jab bhi ghar par hota to didi to hi dekhta rahata, lekin iski jankari didi ki nahi thee. Didi jab bhi apne kapare badltee thee ya maa ke sath ghar ke kam me hath batatee thee to mai chupke chupke unhe dekha karta tha aur kabhi kabhi mujhe sudol chuchee dekhne ko mil jati (blouse ke ooper se) thee. Didi ke sath apne chote se ghar me rahne se mujhe kabhi kabhi bahut faida hua karta tha. Kabhi mera hath unke sharer se takra jata tha. Mai didi ke do bhare bhare chunchee aur gol gol chutaron ko chune ke liye mara ja raha tha.Mera subse achha pass time tha apne balcony me khare ho kar sarak par dekhna aur jab didi pas hotee to dhire dhire unki chuncheon ko chuna. Humare ghar ki balcony kuch aisi thee ki uska lumbaai ghar ke samne gali ke barabar me tha aur uski sakri si chaurai ke sahare khare ho kar hum sarak dekh sakte the. Humare balcony ki chaurai itni thee ke do admi ek sath sat ke khare ho kar sarak ko dekh sake. Mai jab bhi balcony par khare hokar sarak ko dekhta to apne hathon ko apne cine par mor kar balcony ke relling ke sahare khara rahata tha. Kabhi kabhi didi aatee to mai thora hat kar didi ke liye jagah bana deta aur didi aakar apne bagal kharee ho jatee. Mai aise ghum kar khara hota ki didi ko bilkul sat kar khara hona parta. Didi ki bhari bhari chunchee mere cine se sat jata tha. Mere hathon ki ungliyan, jo ki balcony ke relling ke sahare rahatee we didi ke chuncheon se chuu jatee thee. Mai apne ungliyon ko dhire dhire didi ki chuncheon par halke halke chalat tha aur didi ko eh bat nahi malum tha. Mai unglion se didi ki chunchee ko choo kar dekha ki unki chunchee kitna naram aur muayam hai lekin phir bhi tani tani raha kartee hain. Kabhi kabhi mai didi ke chutaron ko bhi dhire dhire apne hathon se chuta tha. Mai humesha hi didi ki sexy sharer ko isi tarah se chuta tha. Mai samajhta tha ki didi mere hakton aur mere irado se anjan hain. Didi is bat ka pata bhi nahi tha ki unka chota bhai unke nange sharir ko chahata hai aur unki nangee sharer se khelna chahata hai. Lekin mai galat tha. Phir ek didi ne mujhe pakar liya. Us Din didi kitchen me ja kara apne kapare change kar rahee thee. Hall aur kitchen ke bitch ka parda thora khula hua tha. Didi dusri taraf dekh rahi thee aur apni kurta utar rahee thee aur uski bra me chupa hua chunchee mere nazaron ke samne tha. Far roz ke tarah mai T.V. dekh raha tha aur didi ko bhi kankhion se dekh raha tha. Didi ne tab ekaek samne wale diwar par tanga mirror ko dekhee aur mujhe ankhe pahr phar kar ghurte hue payee. Didi ne dekha ki mai unki chuncheon ko ghur raha hoon. Phir ekaek mere aur didi ki ankhe miroor me takra gayee. Mai Sharma gaya aur apne ankhe T.V. taraf kar liya. Mera dil dharak raha tha. Mai samajh gaya ki didi jan gayee hain ki mai unki chuncheon ko ghur raha tha. Ab didi kya karengee? Kya didi maa aur pitajee ko bata dengee? Kya didi mujhse naraz hongee? Isi tarah se hazaron prashna mere dimag me ghum raha tha. Mai didi ke taraf phir se dekhne ka sahas juta nahee paya. Us din sara din aur uske bad 2-3 dino tak mai didi se door raha, unke taraf nahi dekha. In 2-3 dino me kuch nahi hua. Mai khush ho gaya aur didi ko phir se ghurna chalu kar diya. Didi me mujhe 2-3 bar phir ghurte hue pakar liya, lekin phir bhi kuch nahi boli. Mai samajh gaya ki didi ko malum ho chukka hai mai kya chahata hun aur wo hume kuch nahi bolengee. Didi humse is bare me koi nahi bat kee aur na hee kisise kuch boli. Eh mere liye bahut ascharya ki bat thee. Khair jab tak didi ko koi etraj nahee to maujhe kya lena dena aur bare maze se didi ghurne laga. Ek din mai aur didi apne ghar ke balcony me pahale jaise khare the. Didi mere hathon se sat kar kharee thee aur mai apne unglion ko didi ke chunchee par halke halke chala raha tha. Mujhe laga ki didi ko shayad eh bat nahi malum ki mai unki chuncheon par apni unglion ko chala raha hoon. Mujhe is liye laga kyonkee didi mujhse phir bhi sat kar khari thee. Lekin mai eh to samajh raha thee kyonkee didi ne pahale bhi nahi toka tha, to ab bhi kuch nahi bolengee aur mai aram se didi ki chuncheon ko chu sakta hoon. Humlog apne balcony me khare the aur apas me baten kar rahe the, Humlog college aur sports ke bare me bate kar rahe the. Chunkee humara balcony ke samne ek gali tha to humlogon ki balcony me kuch andhera tha.karte karte didi mere unglion ko, jo unki chunchee par ghum raha tha, apne hathon se pakar kar apne chunchee se hata diya. Didi ko apne chunchee par mere unglee ka ehsas ho gaya tha aur wo thori der ke liye bat karna band kar diya aur unki sharer kuch akar gayee. Lekin, didi apne jagah se hili nahi aur mere hatho se sat kar kharee rahee. Didi ne mujhe se kuch nahi boli to mera hommat barh gaya aur mai apna pura ka pura panja didi ki ek mulayam aur gol gol chunchee par rakh diya.

Mai bahut dar raha tha. Pata nahi didi kya bolengee? Mera pura ka pura sharer kamp raha tha. Lekin didi kuch nahi boli. Didi sirh ek bar mujhe dekhee aur phir se sarak par dekhne lagee. Mai bhi didi ki taraf dar ke mare nahi dekh raha tha. Mai bhi sarak par ekh raha tha aur apna hath se didi ki ek chunchee ko dhire dhire sahala raha tha. Mai pahale dhire dhire didi ki ek chunchee ko sahala raha tha aur phir thori der ke bad didi ki ek mulayam gol gol, naram lekin tani chunchee ko apne hath se jor jor se masalne laga. Didi ki chunchee kafi bari the aur mere panje me nahi sama rahi thee. Mujhe pahale didi ki chunchee ko neeche pakarna par raha tha aur dhire dhire mai apne hath ko ooper le ja raha tha. Thori der bad mujhe didi ki kurta aur bra ke ooper se laga ki chunchee ke nipple tan gayee aur mai samajh gaya ki mere chunchee masalne se didi garma gayee hain. Didi ki kurta aur bra ke kapare bahut hi maheen aur mulayam thee aur unke ooper se mujhe didi ki nipple tanne ke bad ek chota sa rubber jaisa lag raha tha. Oh Bhagaban! Mai to bilkul swarag me tha, didi ki chunchee chune se mujhe jaise swarg mil gaya tha. Kisi jawan larkee ke chunchee chune ka mera eh pahala absar tha. Mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki mai kab Tak didi ki chuncheo ko maslata raha. Aur didi ne bhi mujhe ek bar ke liye mana nahi kiya. Didi chupchap khari ho kar mujhse apna chunchee mijwatee rahee. Didi ki chunchee masalte masalte mera lund dhire dhire khara hone laga tha. Mujhe bahut maja aa raha tha aur mai eh soch soch kar aur bhi maza le raha tha ki meri bari didi chupchap khari raha kar mujhse apni chunchee masalwa rahee thee. Mai to aur pata nahi kab tak didi ki chunchee ko masalta lekin ekaek maa ki awaj sunai dee. Maa ki awaj sunte hi didi ne dhire se mera hath apne chunchee se hata diya aur maa ke pas chali gayee. Us rat mai so nahi paya, mai sari rat didi ki mulayam mulayam chunchee ke bare me sochta raha.Dusre din sham ko mai roz ki tarah apne balcony me khra ho kar sarak ki taraf dekh raha tha. Thori der ke bad didi balcony me aauee aur mere bagal me 2-3” door kharee ho gayee. Mai 2-3 munute tak chupchap khara raha aur didi ki taraf dekhta raha. Didi ne mere taraf dekhi. Mai dhire se muskura diya, lekin didi nahi muskuraee aur chupchap sarak par dekhne lagee. Mai didi se dhire se bola, “didi aur pas aa jaoo”. “Kyon” didi ne humse puchee. “Mai chuna chata hoon” mai saf saf didi se kuch nahi kah paa raha tha. “Kya chuna chahate ho? Saf saf batao” didi ne phir mujhse puchee. Tab mai dhire se didi se bola, “mujhe tumharee doddh chuna hai”. Didi ne tab mujhse tapak se boli, “are, kya chuna hai. Saf saf bol.” Mai tab didi se muskura kar bola, “mujhe tumharee chunchee chuna hai, unko masalna hai.” “Lekin abhi maa aa saktee hai” didi ne tab muskura kar boli. Mai bhi tab muskura kar apni didi se bola, “jab bhi maa aayegee humlogon ko pata chal jayega.” Mere baton ko sun kar didi kuch nahi boli aur chupchap kharee rahee. Tab maiane phire se didi se bola, “please didi aur nazdeek aa jaoo.”

Tab didi mere aur pas aa kar kharee ho gayee. Didi mere bilkul pas kharee thee, lekin unki chunchee kal ki tarah mere hathon se nahi choo raha tha. Mai samajh gaya ki didi aaj mere se sat kar kharee hone se kuch sharma rahee hai. Abtak didi anjane me mujhse sat kar khari hotee thee. Lekin aaj jan bujh kar mujhse sat kar kharee hone se wo sharma rahee hai, kyonkee aaj didi ko malum tha ki sat kar kharee hone se kya hoga. Jaise didi pas aa gayee aur apne hathon se didi ko aur pas kheech liya. Ab didi ki chunchee mere hathon ko kal ki tarah choo rahee thee. Mai kareeb panch minut tk intejar kiya au phir apna hath didi ki chunchee par tika diya. Didi ke chunchee chune ke sath hi mai mano swarg par pahunch gaya. Mai didi ki chunchee ko pahale dhire dhire chua, phir unhe kas kas kar minja aur masla. Kal ki tarah, aaj bhi didi ka kurta aur uske niche bra bahut maheen kapre ka tha, aur unme se mujhe didi ki nipple tan kar khare hona malum chal raha tha. Mai tab apne ek unglee aur aunguthe se didi ki nipple ko jor jor se dabane laga. Mai jtne bar didi ki nipple ko daba raha tha, utne bar didi kasmasa rahee thee aur didi ka munh sharam ke mare lal ho raha tha. Tab didi ne mujhse dhire se boli, “dhire dhire daba, lagta hai”. Mai tab didi ki chunchee mizai thora dhire dhire karne laga. Mai aur didi aise hi phaltu baten kar rahe the aur dekhne wale ko ehi dikhta ki mai aur didi kuch gambheer baton par bahas kar rahe rthe. Lekin asal me mai didi ki chuncheon ko apne hathon se kabhi dhire dhire aur kabhi jor jor se masal raha tha. Thori der maa ne didi ko bula liya aur didi chalee gayee. Aise hi 2-3 din tak chalta raha. Mai roz didi ki chuncheon ko apne ek hat se minzta raha aur didi bhi roz sham ko mere bagal me kharee ho kar mujhse apni chunchee minzwatee rahee. Lekin ek samasya thee mai ek waqt par didi ki sirf ek chunchee ko masal pata tha. Matalb jab didi mere bayee taraf kharee hote to mai didi ki dayeen chunchee masalta aur jab didi mere dayeen tarah kharee hoti to mai didi ki bayeen chunchee ko daba pata. Lekin asal me Mai didi ko dono chuncheon ko apne dono hathon se pakar kar masalna chahata tha. Lekin balcony me Khare ho kar eh mumkin nahee tha. Mai do din tak iske bare me sochta raha. Ek din sham ko mai hall me baith kar T.V. dekh raha tha. Maa aur didi kitchen me dinner ki tayaree kar rahee thee. Kuch der ke bad didi ne pana kam khatam karke hall me aa gayee. Mai hall me bister par baitha tha aur mera peeth diwar ke sahare tha aur pair phaile hue the. Didi kitchen se aa kar bister par baith gayee. Didi ne thori der tak T.V. dekhee aur phir akhbar utha kar parhne lagee. Thori der tak akhbar ke front page ke news parhne ke bad didi ne akhbar khol karke andar wale page ke news parhne lagee. Didi bister par paltee mar kar baithee thee aur akhbar apne samne utha kar parh rahee thee. Mera pair didi ko choo raha tha. Maine apna pairon ko aur thora sa aage khiska diya aur aur ab mera pair didi ki jangho ko choo raha tha. Maa kitchen me kam kar rahee thee aur mai unko dekh raha tha. Mai didi ki peeth ko dekh raha tha. Didi aaj ek kale rang ka T-shirt pahane huee thee aur us T-shirt ka kapara bahut hi jhina tha. T-shirt ke ooper se mujhe didi ki kale rang ka bra bhi dikh raha tha. Mujhe didi sexy peeth aur kale rang wala bra dekh kar garma gaya aur mere dimag me kuch sujha. Mai dhire se apna ek hath didi ki peeth par rakha aur T-shirt ke ooper se didi ki peeth par chalane laga. Jaise maera hath didi ki peeth ko chua didi ki sharir akar gaya. Didi ne tab dabi jawan se mujhse puchee, “Sonu eh tum kya kar rahe ho?” “Kuch nahee, bas mai tumhare peeth par apan hath ragar raha hoon” maine didi se bola. “Tum pagal to nahi ho gaye? Maa abhi hum dono to kitchen se dekh legi”, didi ne dabi jawan se phir mujhse boli. “Maa kaise dekh legi?” maine didi se kaha. “Kya matlab hai tumhara? Didi ne humse puchee. “Mera matalab eh hai ki tumhare samne akhbar khuli huie hai. Agar maa humare taraf dekhegi to unko akhbar dikhlayee degee.” Maine didi se dhire se kaha. “Tu bahut snart aur shaitan hai” didi ne dhire se mujhse boli.

Phir didi chup ho gayee aur apne samne akhbar ko phaila kar akhbar parhne lagee. Mai bhi chupchap apna hath didi ke chikni peeth par ghumane laga. Mai kabhi kabhi apne ungleon se didi ki bra ko unke T-shirt ke ooper se choo raha tha. Kuch samay ke bad mai apna jath didi ke dahine bagal ke taraf barha diya aur hath pherne laga. Mai didi ke dahine bagal ke pas apna hath 2-3 bar ooper neeche kiya aur phir thora sa jhuk kar mai apna hath didi ki dahine chunchee par rakh diya. Jaise hi mai apna hath didi ke dahine chunchee par rakha didi thori si kamp gayee. Mai bhi tab itminan se didi ki dahine wali chunchee apne hath se masalne laga. Thori der dahina chunchee masalne ke bad mai apna dusra hath se didi bayeen taraf wali chunchee pakar liya aur dono hathon se didi ki dono chuncheon ko ek sath masalne laga. Didi kuch nahi boli aur wo chup chap apne samne akhbar phailaye akhbar parhtee rahee. Mera sahas kuch barh gaya aur thora sa samne khisak kar didi ki T-shirt ko peeche se uthane laga. Didi ki T-shirt didi ke chutaron ke neeche dabi thee aur isliye wo ooper nahi uth rahee thee. Mai thora sa jor lagaya lekin koi faida nahi hua. Tab maine dhire se didi se kaha, “please didi, thora sa Didi ko mere dimag ki bat pata chal gaya. Didi thori si jhuk kar ke apna chutar ko utha diya aur maine unka T-shirt dhire se utha diya. Ab mai phir se didi ke peeth par apna ooper neeche ghumana shuru kar diya aur phir apna hath T-shirt ke andar kar diya. Who! Kya chikna peeth tha didi ka. Mai dhire dhire didi ki peeth par se unka T-shirt pura ka pura uth diya aur didi ki peeth pura ki pura nagee kar diya. Ab mujhe didi ki chuncheon ka kuch kuch hissa unke kale bra ke ooper se dikh raha tha. There.

Mai ab apane hath ko didi ki peeth par bra ke ooper ghumana shuru kiya. Jaise hi maine bra ko chua didi kampne lagee. Phir mai dhire se apne hath ko bra ke sahare sahare bagal ke neeche se age ki taraf barha diya. Phir mai didi ki bra se dakhi dono chuncheon ko apne hath me pakar liya aur jor jor se dabane laga. Didi ki nipple is samay tani tani thee aur mujhe use apne ungleon se dabane me maza aa raha tha. Mai tab aram se didi ki dono chuncheon ko apne hathon se dabane laga aur kabhi kabhi nipple ko apne ungeon se pakar kar khichne laga.Maa abhi bhi kitchen me khana paka rahee thee. Humlogon ko maa saf saf kitchen me kam karte dikhlayee de rahee thee. Maa kabhi kabhi humare taraf dekh letee aur unko didi ka akhbar parhna dikhlaiyee de raha tha. Unko eh samajh me hi aa raha tha ki kamare me mai didi ki chuncheon ko daba daba kar such le raha hoon aur didi chinchee masalwa masalwa kar such le rahee hai. Mai eh soch soch kar kush ho raha ki didi kaise mujhe apni chuncheon se khelne de rahi hai aur wo bhi tab jab maa ghar me maujood hain.Mai aise sunhara absar khona nahi chahata tha. Mai tab apna ek hath phir se didi ke peeth par bra ke hook tak le aya aur dhire dhire didi ki bra ki hook ko kholne laga. Didi ki bra bahut tight thee aur isliye bra ka hook asani se nahi khul raha tha. Lekin jab tak didi ko eh pata chalta mai unki bra ki hook khol raha hoon, bra ki hook khul gaya aur bra ki strap unki bagal tak pahunch gaya. Didi apna sar ghuma kar mujhse kuch kahane wali thee ki maa kitchen me se hall me aa gayee. Mai jaldee se apna hath kheench kar didi ki T-shirt neche kar diya aur hath se T-shirt ko thek kar diya. Maa hall me aa kar bed ke bagal se kuch le rahi thee aur didi se baten kar rahee thee. Didi bhi bina sar uthaye apni nazar akhbar par rakhte hue maa se bate kar rahee thee. Maa ko humare karnamo ka pata nahee chala aur phir se kitchen me chali gayee.

Jab maa phir se kitchen me chali gayee to didi ne dabi jaban se mujhse boli, “chalo Sonu, meri bra ki hook ko laga do.” “Kya? Mai eh hook nahi laga paunga,” mai didi se bola. “Kyon, tu hook khol sakta aur laga nahi sakta?” Didi mujhe jhirkte hue boli. “Nahee, eh bat nahee hai didi. Tumhara bra bahut tight haii mean! Its too tight Didi!” mai phir didi se kaha. Didi akhbar parhte hue boli, “mujhe kuch nahi pata, tumne bra khola hai aur ab tum hi ise lagage.” Didi humse naraz hoti boli. “Lekin didi, bra ki hook ko tum bhi to laga saktee ho?” mai didi se pucha. “Budhhu, mai nahi laga sakta, mujhe hook lagane ke liye apne hath peeche karne parenge aur maa dekh lengee to unhe pata chal jayega ki hum log kya kar rahe thee, samajhe?” Didi mujhse boli. Mujhe kuch samajh me nahi aa raha tha ki mai kya karoon. Mai apna hath didi ke T-shirt ke neeche se dono bagal ke tarah barha diya aur bra ke strap ko kheechne laga. Jab strap thora age aaya to maine hook lagane ki koshish karne laga. Lekin bra bahut hi tight tha aur mujhse hook nahi lag raha tha. Mai bar bar koshish kar raha tha aur bar bar maa ki taraf dekh raha tha. Maa ne rat ka khana kareeb kareeb paka liya tha aur wo kabhi bhi kitchen se hall aa saktee thee. Didi thori tak chup baithee rahee aur phir mujhse boli, “chal budhhu, eh akhbar pakar. Ab mujhe hi bra ke strap ko lagana parega.” Mai bagal se hath nikal kar didi ke samne akhbar pakar liya aur didi apni hath peeche karke bra ki hook ko lagane lagee. Mai peeche se bra ka hook lagana dekh raha tha. Bra itni tight thee ki didi ko bhi hook lagane me dikkat ho rahee thee. Akhir kar didi ne apni bra ki hook ko laga liya. Jaise hi didi ne bra ki hook laga kar apne hath samne kiya maa kamare me phir se aa gayee. Maa bister par humlogon ke bagal me baith kar didi se baten karne lagee. Mai bister se uth kar toilet ki taraf chal para, kyonkee mera lund bahut garam ho chukka tha aur mujhe use thanda karna tha.

Dusre din jab mai aur didi balcony par khare the to didi mujhse boli, “Sonu, humlog kal rat kareeb kareeb pakar liye gaye the. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Han mujhe pata hai aur mai kal rat ki bat se bahit sharminda hoon. Tumhari bra itna tight tha ki mujhse uski hook nahi laga” maine didi se kaha. Didi tab mujhse boli, “han, mujhe bhi bahut dikkat ho rahi thee aur mujhe apne hath peeche karke bra ki strap lagane me bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Lekin didi, tum apni bra roj kaise lagatee ho?” Maine didi se dhire se pucha. Didi boli, “wo humlog humesha…………” phir didi samajh gayee ki mai didi se majak kar raha hoon tab boli, “wo tu bad me apne aap samajh jayega.Phir mane didi se dhire se kaha, “didi mai tumse ek bat punchoo?” “Han, han pucho” didi tapak se boli.”Didi tum samne hook wale bra kyon nahee pahante?” Maine didi se pucha. Didi tab muskura kar boli, “eh bilkul private question hai. Iska jawab mai nahi dungee.” “Didi tumhe pata hai ki mai koi chota baccha nahi hoon, isliye tum mujhe bata sakati ho” mai didi se kaha. “Kyonki… Kyonki… Koi khas bagah nahi hai! Haan, ek bajah hai. Samne hook wale bra bahut mahangee hai” didi ne kuch soch kar boli. Mai tapak se didi se kaha, “koi bat nahi. Tum paise ke liye mat ghabarao, mai tumhe paise dunga.” Mere baton ko sunkar didi muskurate hue boli, “acchha, tere pas itne sare paise hain. Chal mujhe ek 100 ka note de.” Mai bhi apna purse nikal kar didi se bola, “lo, tum mujhse 100 ka note le lo.” Didi mere hath me 100 ka note dekh kar boli, “are nahi, mujhe rupaya nahi chahiye. Mai to yunhee hi mazak kar rahi thee.” “Lekin mai mazak nahi kar raha hoon. Didi tum na mat karo aur eh rupaye tum mujhse le lo” aur mai jabardastee didi ke hath me wo 100 ka note thama diya. Didi kuch der tak sochti rahi aur wo note le liya aur boli, “theek hai bahi, mai tumhe udas nahi dekh sakti aur mai eh rupaya le rahi hoon. Lekin yad rakhna sirf is bar hi rupaye le rahi hoon. Teekh hai?” Mai bhi didi se bola, “thanks Didi” aur mai andar jane laga. Andar jate jate mai didi se phir bola, “didi sirf kale rang ki bra kharidna. Mujhe kale rang ki bra bahut pasand hai.” Didi muskura kar boli, “shaitaan!! Tujhe apne didi ke undergarment me bahut dilchaspee hai.” Mai bhi muskura kar didi se kaha, “didi aur ek bat yad rakhna, kale rang ke bra ke sath kale rang ki panty bhi kharidna na bhulna.” Didi Sharma gaye aur mujhe marne ke liye dauree lekin mai andar bhag gaya.

Agle din sham ko mai didi ko apne kisi saheli ke sath phone par baten karte hue suna. Mai suna ki didi apne saheli ko marketing karne ke liye sath chalne ke liye bol rahee hai. Didi ke saheli ne bad me confirm karne ke liye boli. Kuch der ke bad mai didi ko akela pa kar bola, “didi, mai bhi tumhare sath marketing karne ke liye jana chahata hoon. Kya mai tumhare sath ja sakta hoon?” Didi thori der tak kuch sochti rahi aur phir boli, “lekin Sonu, mai apni saheli se bat kar chukee hoon aur wo sham ko humare ghar par aa rahi hai. Aur phir maine maa se bhi abhi nahi kahi hai ki mai markeing ke liye ja rahi hoon.” Mai didi se kaha, “koi bat nahee hai, tum ja kar maa se bolo ki tum mere sath market ja rahi ho aur dekhna maa tumhe jane dengee. Phir hum log bahar se tumhari saheli ko phone kar denge ki marketing ka programme cancel ho gaya hai aur use ane ki jaroorat nahi hai. Theek hai na, didi?” “Haan, eh bat mujhe bhi theek lagti hai. Mai ja kar maa se bat kartee hoon,” aur eh kahakar didi maa se bat karne andar chali gayee. Maa ne turant didi ko mere sath market jane ke liye haan kaha dee.Us din shm ko mai aur didi sath sath kapade ki market me gaye. Jate waqt bus me bahut bheer thee aur mai theek didi ke peeche khara hua tha aur didi ke chutar mere jangho se takra raha tha. Market me bhi bahut bheer thee. Mai humesha didi ke peeche chal raha tha jisse ki didi ko koi dhakka na mar de. Hum jab bhi koi footpath ke dukan me khare ho kar kapare dekhte to di mujhse chipak kar khari hoti aur uaki chunchee aur janghe Mujhse choo raha hota. Agar didi koi dujan par kapare dekhti to mai bhi unse bilkul sat kar khara hota aur apna lund kaparon ke ooper se unke chutar so bhira deta aur kabhi kabhi mai unke chutaron ko apne hathon se sahala deta. Hum dono aisa kar rahe the aur bahana market me bhir ka tha. Mujhe laga ki mere in sab harkaton didi kuch samajh nahi paa rahe hai kyonkee market me bahut bheer tha.Maine ek jean ka pant aur o T-shirt kharida aur didi ne ek gulabi rangi ki Punjabi dress, ek garmi ke liye skirt aur top aur 2-3 T-shirt kharidee. Hum log market me aur thori tak ghumte rahe. Ab kareeb 7.30 baj gaya tha. Didi ne mujhe sare shopping bag thama diya aur boli, “tum age ja kar meri intejar karo, mai abhi ati hoon” aur wo ek dukan ja kar khari ho gayi. Maine dukan ko dekha ki wo ladies ke undergarment ki dukan hai. Mai muskura kar age barh gaya. Mai dekha ki didi ke chehera sharam ke mare lal ho chukka hai aur wo mere taraf muskura kar dukandar se bate karne lagi. Kuch der ke bad didi dukan par se chal kar mere pas aayee aur didi ke hath me ek bag tha. Mai didi ko dekh kar muskura diya aur kuch bolnewala tha ki didi boli, “tum abhi kuch mat bolo aur chupchap chalet raho.”

Humlog chupchap chal rahe the. Mai abhi ghar nahi jana chahata tha aur aaj mai didi ke akela tha aur mai didi ke sath aur time bitane ke liye bechain tha. Mai didi se bola, “didi chalo kuch der humlog samundar ke kinare par baithte hain ain aur bhelpuri khate hain.” “Nahee, der ho jayegee” didi mujhse boli. Lekin mai phir didi se kaha, “are chalo bhi didi. Abhi sirf 7.30 baja hai aur humlog thori der baith karke ghar chal denge aur maa jantee hai ki humdono sath sath hain isliye wo chinta nahi karengee.”Didi thori soch kar boli, “theek hai, chal samundar ke kinare chalet hain.” Didi ke razi hone se mai bahut kush hua aur hum dono samundar ke kinare, jo ki market se sirf paidal 10 minute ka rasta tha, chal diye. Humlog pahale jake ek bhelpuri wale se bhelpuri liya aur ek mineral water ka botal liya aur ja kar samundar ke kinare baith gaye. Hum log samundar ke kinare pas pas pair phaila kar baith gaye. Abhi samunder ka pani peeche tha aur humare charo taraf bare bare patthar pare hue the. Wahan khub joron ki hawa chal rahee thee aur samundar ki laharen bhi tej thee. Samay bahut suhana tha. Hum log bhelpuri kha rahe the aur baten kar rahe the. Didi kumse sat kar baithee thee aur mai kabhi kabhi didi ki chere ko dekh raha tha. Didi aaj kale rang ki ek skirt aur grey rang ka dhila sa top pahani hui thee. Ek bar jab didi bhelpuri kha rahi thee to ek hawa ka jhonka aya aur didi ki skirt unki jangh ke ooper uth gaya aur didi ki janghe nangee ho gayee. Didi ne apne jangho ko dhakne me koi jaldi nahi kiya. Wo pahale bhelpuri kha lee aur aram se romal me hath ponch karke apna skirt ko jangho ke neeche kiya aur

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