Bhai, Behen aur Woh – Part 2

Hi readers, main Rahul hoon. Ye kahani “Bhai, Behen, aur Woh” ki 2nd part hai.

Shreya didi aur mere beech jo chingari lagi thi, wo aag nahi ban paa rahi thi. Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha, to maine apne best friend, Ranveer, ko ghar bula liya. Hum dono bachpan se dost hain, isliye hum ek dusre se sabhi secrets share karte hain.

Kuch saal pehle Ranveer ne mujhe ye bhi bataya tha ki use uski behen, Priti, pe crush hai. Wo humse ek saal choti hai. Aur jab bhi main Ranveer ke ghar jata, hum milte the.

Priti Ranveer ki opposite thi; Ranveer ki body bohot bulky hai, par Priti bohot choti aur cute si hai. Ranveer ko kabhi himmat nahi hui, isliye usne Priti ke saath kabhi kuch try nahi kiya.

Mujhe Ranveer ki ye baat pata tha, isliye maine usse apni aur Shreya didi ki saari baatein badi aasani se bata di. Meri baat sunne ke baad wo bathroom gaya aur 5 minute baad wapas aaya. Aisa laga ki wo muth marne gaya ho, par usne kuch bataya nahi.

Ranveer: Rahul, hum bachpan se dost hain. Mere paas ek aisa plan hai jis se hum dono Shreya didi ki le sakenge.

Main: Wah. Mujhe bata kya plan hai.

Ranveer: Demand and supply.

Main: Kya?

Ranveer: Abhi nahi. Jab raat ko didi gym ke liye niklegi, tab call karna.

Main: Kuch to bata yaar… main betaab hoon.

Ranveer: Sabar ka fal meetha hota hai, Rahul. Intezar kar.

Dheere dheere din katne ke baad raat aayi. Didi ke gym nikalte hi maine Ranveer ko call kiya. Wo 5 minute mein apni sports bike par mere ghar pahunch gaya. Usne baithne ka ishara kiya.

Ab usne gym ke saamne aakar bike roki aur mujhe exhaust area dikhane ko kaha. Jab hum wahan pahunche, usne mujhse apne kandhe pe chadhne ko kaha aur didi ki chudte hue pics lene ko kaha.

Maine use mana kiya aur kaha ki, “Main didi ko blackmail nahi karna chahta.”

Usne mujhse promise kiya ki hum didi ko blackmail nahi karenge. Ranveer neeche baitha, main kisi bacche ki tarah uske kandhe pe baith gaya, aur ab wo khada hua. Pole ke sahare maine uske kandhe pe pair rakh ke khada ho gaya.

Usne mere pairon ko zor se pakda tha. Ab wo nazara fir mere saamne tha. Meri not-so-innocent Shreya didi do mardon se chud rahi thi. Ek trainer to Akash tha aur dusra wahi banda tha jisne mujhse kaha tha ki, “Gym bandh ho chuki hai.”

Body dekh kar lag raha tha ki ye bhi trainer hi hai. Shreya didi donon ke beech mein thi, aur dono didi ko utha kar use khade khade chod rahe the. Akash ka lund chut mein tha, aur dusre ka gaand mein, aur didi upar-neechhe, aage-piche ho rahi thi.

“Chodo mujhe…. aaaahhhh. chodo.”

Meri fir se halat kharab hone lagi. Ranveer ne pairon ko zor se dabaya aur ishara kiya pics lene ko. Maine apni phone nikali aur zoom karke 5-6 pics le li. Main wo nazara dekhte rehna chahta tha, par Ranveer ke kandhe dard kar jaate.

Maine use ishara kiya aur wo neeche baith gaya. Main uske kandhe se utar gaya. Usko maine pics dikhaye to uski bhi halat kharab ho gayi.

“Hum se zyada hawas to teri didi mein hai.”

Hum wahan se nikal gaye aur Ranveer mujhe apne ghar le gaya. Usne mujhse didi ke chehre ko blur karne ko kaha.

Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha, par mujhe us par vishwas tha. Aisa lag raha tha ki usne jo bhi plan banaya hai, bohot soch-samajh kar banaya hai.

Didi ke chehre ko blur karne ke baad usne pics apne phone mein transfer kiye, 2 pics ki printout nikali, aur use ek envelope mein daal di.

Ab hum fir uski bike par nikle, par usne mujhe chalane ko kaha aur mujhe raasta batane laga. Hum thodi hi door pahunche the, usne rukne ko kaha aur us envelope ko ek ghar ki balcony mein phenk diya.

Main: Ye pics ko is ghar mein kyun phenka?? Kisi ameer aadmi ka ghar lagta hai.

Ranveer: Ye gym ke owner ka gair hai. Use bhi dekhne do, iske gym mein kaise karnaame ho rahe hai. Use nahi pata chalega ki ye ladki kon hai, kyun ki chehra blur hai, par gym trainers ke chehre dikh rahe hai. Hum lucky hue to ye unhe kaam se nikal dega, aur didi ke mann mein bhi aag baith jayega.

Main: Yaar, par ise hamein kya fayda hoga?

Ranveer: Tu chutiya hai kya, Rahul?? Use lund ka chaska naya naya laga hai. Jab lund nahi milega tab tadap jayegi aur hum apna lund denge.

Main: Wah, Ranveer!! Tu to bohot talented nikla. Par humari kahani mein tum kahan se aoge?

Ranveer: Wo sab mujh par chhor de. Abhi ek hafte wait kar aur didi ko ignore kar.

Usne mujhe ghar drop kiya. Mere aane ke aadhe ghante baad didi bhi ghar aa gayi. Par main apne kamre mein hi tha aur sone ki acting karne laga. Mere kamre ka darwaza khula aur fir bandh ho gaya.

Didi bhi apne kamre mein ja kar so gayi. Dil ko badi mushkil se bahar jaane se roka – mujhe didi ki panty smell karni thi. Par didi dekh leti to massage karna hota aur Ranveer ne ignore karne ko kaha hai.

Agle din didi gym nahi gayi. Ab mujhe yakeen ho gaya tha ki owner ne trainers ko kaam se nikal diya hai. Maine didi se nahi poocha aur apne kamre mein phone par game khel raha tha. 2 din baad didi ne chuppi todi.

Didi: Rahul.. tu mujhse naraz hai kya?

Main: Mujhe laga ki us din ke baad se aap naraz ho. Mujhe wahan touch nahi karna tha. I am sorry, didi.

Didi: Itni si baat ke liye tu soch raha hai. Main bilkul naraz nahi hoon.

Main: (innocent bante hue) Didi, aap gym kyun nahi ja rahi? Apki body mein pain to nahi hai?

Didi: Gym owner ko pata lag gaya… usne Akash aur Ravi ko fire kar diya hai. Main nahi chahti thi ki meri wajah se kisi ki rozi-roti ruk jaye. Ab mera weight kam karne ka sapna, sapna hi reh jayega.

Main: Aap tension na lo. Unhe aur apko koi naya gym mil jayega.

Didi: Itna aasan bhi nahi hai. Ghar ke aas paas aur koi gym bhi nahi hai, aur main wahan nahi jaana chahti. Kahi se maa ko pata lag gaya to mujhe jaan se maar degi.

Main: Aap fikar mat karo… main kuch sochta hoon.

Didi: Sab meri galti hai (aisa keh kar wo apne kamre mein chali gayi).

Mujhe khushi hui; humara plan aadha successful ho gaya tha. Maine Ranveer ko message kiya aur use ‘thanks’ bola. Usne mujhe aage ki plan batayi.

Wo chahta tha ki main kuch din aur wait karun aur didi ko ghar pe exercise suggest karun. Ab unhe Ranveer train karega, wo bhi bina kisi paise ke. Usne mujhe samjha diya ki didi ko kya kehna hai.

3-4 din kab beet gaye, pata nahi chala. Didi aur mere beech ki chingari bhi shayad ab bujh gayi thi, aur didi ka masti karne wala swabhav ab serious ho gaya tha. Wo ghar ke kaam khatam kar ke khud ko apne room mein bandh kar leti thi.

Maa ko bhi uski fikar hone lagi, par maine maa ko samjhaya ki gym ki timing change ho gayi hai, jiski wajah se uska gym jana bandh ho gaya, wo isliye udaas hai.

Wo din aa gaya. Didi office se aayi thi aur maine baat shuru ki.

Main: Didi, mere paas ek mast idea hai.

Didi: (serious ho kar) Kya idea?

Main: Is mein aapke paise bhi bachenge, aur aapka weight bhi kam hoga.

Didi: Kaise?

Main: Mera friend, Ranveer, yaad hai wo kitna mota hua karta tha?

Didi: Haan.

Main: Usne bohot weight lose kiya aur wo gym bhi nahi jata. Fir bhi weight maintained hai. Wo ghar par workout bhi karta hai, logo ko weight loss ke liye. Aur jab maine aapki problem use batayi, to wo aapko ghar mein train karne ke liye ready ho gaya. Aur usne kaha, “Teri didi, meri didi… isiliye main paise bhi nahi lunga.”

Didi: (chehre pe thodi jaan aayi) Aur timing?

Main: 9-10, 10-11, jaisa aap chaho.

Didi: Wah. Par mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki wo paise kyun nahi lena chahta.

Main: Didi, kuch log har kaam paisa ke liye nahi karte… passion ke liye bhi karte hain.

Didi: (muskurate hue) Kab aa raha hai mera Ranveer?

Didi ke muh se “mera Ranveer” sun kar thoda ajeeb laga. Ranveer didi ko kya pata, didi to mere baaton se hi pat gayi thi. Maine didi ke saamne hi Ranveer ko call lagayi, aur usne kaha ki, “Aaj raat se hi shuru kar sakte hai.”

Didi ye sun kar khush ho gayi. Wo gaana gungunate kitchen chali gayi. 2.5 ghante baad ghar ki bell baji, Ranveer aa chuka tha. Wo ek red colour ki T-shirt aur grey shorts pehna tha.

Wo mujhse ishaaron mein baat kar raha tha aur pooch raha tha ki, “Didi kahan hai?”

Usi waqt didi apne kamre se nikli. Wo ek sexy si pink colour ki sports bra pehni thi aur niche black tights, jismein unki gaand ki shape puri tarah dikh rahi thi. Ye nazara dekh kar hum dono mann hi mann khush hue aur chup ho kar didi ko dekhte hi rahe gaye.

Didi: Hi Ranveer! Kahan kho gaye?

Ranveer: Hello didi. Kahi nahi. Itne dino se aap se milna nahi hua tha. Hum exercise kahan karenge?

Didi: Room mein jagah kam hogi. Hum yahi exercise kar lete hai. (Didi ne meri taraf dekha) Rahul, tujhe to koi exercise nahi karni, to tu apne kamre mein chal jaa.

Main: Didi, main… (Ranveer ne mujhe ishara kiya jaane ke liye. Ye bhi plan ka part tha? Aur is plan se mujhe kuch fayeda hai bhi ya nahi?)

Main: Ja raha hoon. Aap itne dino baad exercise kar rahe ho… zyada mehnat mat karna.

Didi: Haan bhai… mujhe pata hai.

Main naraz ho kar apne kamre mein chala gaya aur phone mein game khelne laga. Thodi der baad darwaze par kaan lagai to hasne, mazak karne ki awaazein aa rahi thi. Ranveer ka plan kaam kar raha tha. Maine halke se darwaza khola aur bahar dekha to Ranveer didi ke piche khade ho kar stretching kara raha tha, aur didi uske shorts upar apni gaand ragad rahi thi.

Ranveer: Didi, acche se jhuko. Body jitni flexible hogi, utni hi health ke liye acchi baat hai. (aur didi ke kamar ko apni taraf kheech raha tha)

Didi: Haha, Ranveer… mujhe gudgudi ho rahi hai. Mujhe wahan touch mat karo.

Ranveer: Touch? Didi, mere dono haath aapke kamar mein hain.

Didi: Oh. Stretching karne mein maza aa raha hai. Mujhe piche se aur zor se kheecho… main apni toes touch karna chahti hoon.

Ranveer: Muscles ko flexible karna hai to aapko upar-neechhe hona hoga.

Didi ab bina kuch kahe Ranveer ki shorts par gaand ragadne lagi aur upar-neechhe hone lagi. Ye dekh kar maine apna lund nikala aur hilane laga.

Ranveer: Didi, aapke tights ki wajah se stretching acche se nahi ho pa rahi hai.

Didi: Main yahan tights nahi nikal sakti… maa kamre se bahar aa gayi to theek nahi hoga. Room mein chalte hain.

Maine darwaza bandh kiya aur ab Ranveer aur didi kamre mein chale gaye. Aadhi ghante baad Ranveer kamre se nikal ke seedhe ghar chale gaye aur didi bathroom chale gayi, nighty pehen kar mere kamre mein aayi.

Didi: Mera pyaara bhai, apni didi ko massage nahi dega?

Main: (smile karte hue) Aisa kabhi ho sakta hai kya?

Didi mujhse khush thi. Meri wajah se unke life mein 2 lund aaye, aur jab wo 2 lund unki life se chale gaye (wo bhi meri wajah se), to maine unhe aur ek lund la kar de diya. Har baar ki tarah unhone apne pair aage kiye. Par ab pair bandh nahi, faile hue the. Didi ki chut geelay-pan se chamak rahi thi.

Didi: Rahul. Aaj tu apne haathon ka istemal nahi karega. Tujhe apne haathon par control nahi hai.

Main: Didi.. par bina haathon ke kaise massage hoga?

Didi: Tujhe apni jeebh se mere pairon ki massage karni hai.

Ye sun kar main bohot khush hua. Didi ne apni baaton se mujhe surprise kar diya tha. Maine pehle didi ke toes choose. Uske baad pair chaatne laga. 5 minute mein hi mera muh puri tarah sookh gaya. Meri saari thook didi ke pairon par lagi thi.

Main: Didi, main pani pee kar aata hoon.

Didi: Tu kahi nahi ja raha!

Main: Didi, mujhe pyaas lagi hai… mera gala sookh raha hai.

Didi ne mere sar ko apni chut mein daba diya aur kaha, “Le kar muh geela.”

Main jaise kisi saatve aasmaan mein pahunch gaya. Didi ki chut puri tarah se bheegi hui thi, madhosh kar dene wali khushboo. Uff!

Maine muh khola aur pagalon ki tarah chut chaatne laga. Didi apne sharir ko aage-piche kar rahi thi. Unke haath mere baalon ko sehla rahe the. Maine chut ke andar apni jeebh ghusa di.

“Ahhhh… bhaii..” aur apne thighs se mere sar ko daboch liya.

Ab maine apni speed badha di, aur didi bhi tezi se apni kamar upar-neechhe kar rahi thi. “Rahul.. rukna mat.. aah aah aahhhhh.”

Ab uski sharir jhatke marne lagi aur wo mere muh mein hi jhad gayi. Main saara paani pee gaya aur apni pyaas bujhai. Hum dono usi position mein 5 minute tak pade rahe.

Jab main utha, didi ne mujhe ek lambi aur sexy si kiss di. Hum dono ek dusre ke muh mein jeebh ghumane lage. Jab kiss puri hui, humne aankhein mili. Aur didi ne mujhe “I love you, Rahul” kaha.

Maine bhi “Didi.. I love you too” kaha.

“Chal ab so jaate hai. Subah kaam pe bhi jaana hai.”

Humne ek dusre ko goodnight kaha aur main apne kamre mein wapas aa gaya. Mujhe vishwas nahi ho raha tha; aisa lag raha tha ki, “Ye sab maine bas imagine kiya hai. Ranveer ne kuch to jaadu chalaya tha.”

Maine use call kiya-

Main: Ranveer. Ye sab tune kaise kiya?

Ranveer: Maza aaya na?

Main: Haan, maza to aaya… par tune didi se kya kaha tha?

Ranveer: Bahar exercise karte karte main didi ko chune laga. Didi ko bhi maza aa raha tha. Hum fir unke kamre mein chale gaye aur mast chudai ki. Jab humne kapde pehne, tab didi ne kaha, “Bohot lucky hogi tumhari gf.”

Ranveer: Maine kaha, “Meri koi gf nahi hai, didi.” Didi ko meri baat par vishwas nahi hua, unhe lag raha tha ki main har roz sex karta hoon… isliye unhe itna maza de paya.

Ranveer: Main bhi keh diya, “Haan, hai ek ladki hai meri life mein… par main aapko nahi bata sakta wo kon hai… aap mujhe judge karogi.”

Ranveer: Didi ne kaha, “Main kisi ko judge nahi karti… sab ki apni zindagi hai… mujhe batao.”

Ranveer: Maine kaha, “Meri behen, Priti.”

Ranveer: Didi ye sunkar chauk gayi. Fir maine unko samjhaya ki, “Incest aaj kal bohot common baat hai. Kis ghar mein kya chal raha hai, bahar koi nahi jaanta…” aur didi ko humari sex life ki fake baatein bana kar bata di.

Ranveer: Maine ye jhooth isiliye kaha kyun ki main sirf apni beej Shreya didi ki chut ke andar nahi daalna chahta tha. Main unke mann mein incest ki beej bhi daalna chahta tha. Sirf tere liye, Rahul.

Rahul: Wah! Thank you yaar. Amazing plan banaya tune.

Fir Ranveer ne mujhse poocha ki humare beech kya hua. Humne aur thodi der baatein ki aur so gaye. Agle din Ranveer fir 9 baje pahuncha. Didi aur Ranveer ne bahar exercise ki, par wo kamre mein nahi gaye, aur main jab chup kar dekha to wo exercise kar rahe the aur kal jaise ek dusre ko nahi chu rahe the.

Jab Ranveer ghar se nikla, didi ne kapde badal kar mujhe bulaya aur humne shuruat kiss se ki. Kiss karte hue main bhi didi ki gaand daba raha tha aur didi apne haathon se mere sharir sehla rahi thi.

Didi apni ghutnon par baith gayi, mere shorts neeche kiye aur lund unke chehre ke saamne khada tha. Didi ne mujhe dekha aur ek naughty smile di, par kuch kaha nahi. Pehle apne haathon se skin ko piche kiya, Lund ke tope par ek kiss di aur chaatne lagi.

Mere liye ye pehla blowjob experience tha. Lund ko geelay-pan se ek thandak ka ehsaas hota hai, aur jab didi ne chusna shuru kiya, mujhe aur maza aane laga. Ab wo kisi pornstar ki tarah sar ko aage-piche kar rahi thi.

Main bhi didi ke sar ko apni aur daba raha tha, “Didi… mera. Aaahh.”

Didi ne lund ko aur andar liya aur mere maal pee gaya. Wo mujhe fir se dekhi aur muh khol kar dikhaya, unhone maal ke ek bhi boond ko bekar nahi jaane diya. Main jhad gaya tha, par didi ki chut mein aag lagi hui thi.

Wo bed par ja kar let gayi aur mujhe chut chaatne ke liye ishara kiya. Didi ne apni nighty nikal kar phenk di; ab wo puri tarah se nangi thi. Pair failaye, aur dono haathon se chut ko failaya.

Ye nazara dekh kar mera lund fir khada hone laga. Main didi ki chut chaatne laga. Par didi ke mann mein kuch aur tha. Unhone mujhe letne ko kaha aur wo mere muh upar baith gayi aur tezi se chut ragadne lagi.

Mera pura chehra unke paani se gila ho gaya. Ab wo piche hui aur mere pet par baith gayi aur mujhe kiss karne lagi. Jaise wo thoda aur piche hui, mera lund unki chut ko chune laga.

Humne ek dusre ko dekha; hum dono ki aankhon mein ek bhookh thi jise sirf sambhog mita sakta tha. Didi ne apne haathon se mere lund ko apni chut par set kiya aur piche ho gayi.

Uffff! Jaise muh andar lund thanda lagta hai, chut andar garam lagti hai, aur wo lund upar uchalne lagi.

Unke saath unke boobs bhi uchal rahe the. Main unko pakda aur masalne laga. Didi utejna mein apni tezi badha di aur hum dono ek saath jhad gaye. Hum dono thak chuke the aur hum ek dusre se lipte, nange hi so gaye.