15 ki behan 40 ki mom or 21 ka beta part 1

hello dosto, main 21 saal ka or aik normal family sa hun, mom school ki head princepal or dad out of country or aik chhoti behan jo 15 saal ki, chhoti sa family, or mom na shuro sa zeyda friends nahi banana diya, or ese tarha ab mari chhoti behan ki be koi zeyda friends nahi thi, 2 thi or wo un ki baatain mujha sunati or main kabhi apna dosto ki maza ki baatain or phir kabhi es ko bahir moterbike per saath lay jata, behan chai to thay or age main be kafie difference tha, or dil main koi bure baat be nahi thi, bus hanse mazahk or phir kabhi os ki hips per thapar maar dayna.

ya apni goad main batha layna, magar time ka saath wo be jawaani main aa rahi thi, jis sa os ka chhota chhota boobs thay or hips be bare ho gae thi, wo such main aik buhat he piyare thi, kuch zeyda he gore dhoodh jase or redish lips, 15 ki hue thi to jawani na zoor marna shuro kar diya, bus dil main atta kon sa aysa smart or good looking larka ho ga jis sa shaadi hum log keran ga. raat ko bike per lay nikalta to kafie hanse mazahk karta aik friends ki tarha roads per goomta, or jab ghar atta to mom mujha bolti tum he sharam karo. or phir ghar main jab mom na hoti to ab jasa kese be bahana sa os ka saath chipak jata. wo buhat sexy jisam sa ban rahi thi or jab os ko goad main batha layta to ab mera stupid lumba motta lund hard ho jata. or kabhi os ki sadool se thighs main phansa rahta necha ko, or os ki qamer main bazoo daal kar wo kabhi jhooti suchi baatain karti rahti to kabhi main. magar aik dosra ko feel nahi karwata.

or haan ab os ka boobs per haath rahk layta, wo phalha kuch sharmati thi magar osay ab acha lagta or main halka sa dabata rahta, or wo masti main apni hips ko hillati to kabhi or zeyda mera saath chipak jati. hum main jasa aik ajeeb piyar utha hua tha, mujha mom na 8 mounth ka aik study course ka liya 1000 km dour big city bhaaj diya, jis per mujha to bura lagna tha saath chhoti behan ko be buhat bura laga, jis din maine jana tha, os raat, maine os ka first time lips ko such kiya, os ka lips redish thay or soft or breasts ko be achi tarha dabaya or os ka phalha baar chhota mumma dakha or red he chhota sa nipples thay breast 32 number ka thay, jo seedha thay or necha mom os ko tight bra pahana ka bolti thi. ose raat maine phalhi baar apna lund ko oski thighs main choot ka pass kuch dayr ragra tha. magar khud per control be kiya, or wo to jasay aag main jal uthe thi, jo mare galti thi.

ab edhar aa kar wo yaad be atti or jab time milta to be os sa kafie lumbe baat hoti, or apni friends ka baatati ka aik apna cousin sa piyar karti hai, wo kissing be karta hain or kuch din phalha aik friend ka boyfriend na os ko necha kiss ki thi, kitna buri baat hai na bhai… or main sochta ka ab es age ki behana jo friends main ayse baatain or apna boyfriends or cousins sa piyar karna shuro ho gae hain wo to 1 saal ka andar chud jayn ge, or mujha apni es massoam behan ki fikar khati, ya be koi boyfriend na bana lay, jitne piyare ho gae hai her larka try karta ho ga. or kese na lund daal diya to….. or khud per gussa atta ka maine be os ko chaska laga diya hai, i think. os sa boys ka pochta to bolti free hona ki try karta hain kuch, magar mom na kafie daanta tha un ko school main… ab nahi tang karta.. phir os ko bolta main tum ko yaad atta hun to bolti haan buhat zeyda atta ho. maine apni friends ko bola ka mera bhai mera boyfriend hai to wo hanse or boli bhai to bhai hota hai, phir main baat change kar gae bhai… maine acha kiya na…. mari behan jawaani ka saath akal wali be ho rahi thi.

jis ko maine phir samjhaya or bola kabhi galti sa nahi bolna ya log nahi samjhti, magar bus itna bolna ka wo mera friend hai. os ko phone per jitna samjha sakta tha or phir kiss lay kar da kar phone band kar dayta. time guzarta raha or wo be ab kafie samhjdar be ho gae thi or bolti koi behan bhai koi ayse baatain karta hun ga? to main jhoot bolta ka kafie hain magar mu sa koi nahi bolta, wo mari girlfriend ka pochti to jhoot bolta aik bane thi, maine be os ka necha kiss ki thi, or phir zubaan phaaire to wo pagal ho gae ho, tumhare wo wali friend such bolti thi buhat maza atta hai… ab aya to main tum ko karon ga tum be pagal ho jao ge. jis per wo boli suchi main aysa hota hai? phir boli to os na kiya keya aap ka saath to bola os na mera pakra or mu main liya…. or be karna tha magar wo wapes out of country chali gae hai….

aik raat phone pa baat karta karta, galiyon ki baat shuro ho gae, behan boli, larka kitne gandi gaaliyan dayta hain, gali main aaj kuch ki fight hue to wo aik dosra ko galiyan da raha thay. jis per many bola edhar larkiyan be dayti hain, jis per behan boli suchi bhaiya? maine bola haan na…. kal edhar collage main larki larki ko bol rahi thi, edhar aa tari choot maron…. jis per mari behan boli…. aah….. suchi…. uuff… phir maine bola aik din aik larki bol rahi thi… tari choot maron behan ki louri…. or tari behan ki foodi maron…. in galyon sa behan garam hoti gae or os be bola tum be nikaal liya karo… boli mujha sharam atti hai, mari friend kabhi kabhi nikalti hai… to main bola wo kiya bolti hai…. to behan boli, buhat gandi gandi… to maine bola yahe bolti ho ge.. ka.. tari choot main lund dalon….. ji ji bhiya yahe boli thi…. to maine bola acha ab tumara mu sa sunne hain, ab tum nikalo.. phalha sharmati rahi… os ki awaaz or saans jasa phool gea tha… or jasa maza main aa gae thi to boli…. tari…. behaan… ki…. ch… choot…. main… ll… llund…. uffff mera lund khara phalha tha ab jasa phat raha tha… phir maine or bolna ka kha to aap be nikalo na…. to maine bola adhera sa qu ka mare awaaz be bahat rahi thi…. tari choot main apna lund daalon kutti….. udhar jasa behan ko full maza aya ho or oski saans layna ki awaaz sune mujha… phir kuch dayr baad boli aik or sunao na….. main bola phir tum na nikalne hai… boli theeeek haiiiiiii….. main bola…. tari foodi main apna lumba motta loura daal doon, tujha doggy style main choodu……. udhar behan full garam or os ki lumbe lumbe saansa or taiz chalti hue saans sun raha tha phone sa…. kuch dayr baad boli…… tt… ttariii….. tari…. beehaaan…. ki foudi vich ( beech ) lul thooka……. ohhhh behan chod… mari chhoti behan punjabi main gaali nikali….. jis ka matlab… tari behan ki choot main zoor sa lund dallon.. jis per maine be lumbee saans li… or bola haan or nikalo…. please….

jis per behan boli please ab aap aik nikalo phir main…. to maine gaalie di… tari behan ki choot pharon os ko kutti bana kar choodon…… phir kuch dayr baad behan boli apni garam or taizi sa chalti hue saans ko rook kar boli…. ttari….. behaan.. di.. foudi pharan daa….. apna lumba motta loura naal….. tari behan…. nu…. kutti bana ka…. chodaan… oohhhh…. edhar behanchod mera blance khatam ho gea tha….. or maine 2 haath or mara to mera lund sa zoor daar paani nikla… phir maine agla din phone kiya ka mera blance khatam ho gea… jis per behan boli… mujha be yahe laga tha, warna aap na kabhi phone band nahi kiya phalha.. phir os ko bola mera exaim hona laga hain, or main 2 week baad ghar aa jaon ga kafie sare gaaliyan yaad rahkna.. jis per behan hanse or boli… bhai…. nahi….. buhat muskil kaam hai ya… main bola bus mera yahe ordar hai…

main 2 weak baad ghar raat ko poncha….. mom or behan buhat khush hua… mom na bus study ka pochti rahi…. edhar behan ko dakh kar shooked ho gea tha… wo ab 16 ki ho gae thi…. or jasa pahchani nahi ja rahi thi…. os ka mumma be kafie bara ho ga thay qamer sadool be thi or bhare bhare… hips be motti ho gae thi, os ki qumeez main phanse hue thi or thighs bhe motti or sadool… pore change lag rahi thi. main be kafie lumba travel kar ka aya tha…. sona ja raha tha to behan ko gala sa laga liya tha zoor sa or wo phalha sharma rahi thi, mujh main kuch fasla rahk kar mili… jasa normal behana milti hain ka bhai ko mumma na lag jayn behan ka… es tarha mili… magar maine thapar os ki hips per maraa to hips jasa soft be thi or apni jaan main be… thapar sa hips thore se thar-tharae… or main ja kar so gea… subha koi 12 baja utha… shower lay kar breakfast kiya, os din sunday tha, pora din sab sa baatain ki, or raat ko mom main or behan hum sab na bahir dinner kiya, or ghar aa gay..

os raat be serf soya or rest kiya… agli subha 10 baja utha or shower lay kar bhair aya to mom school gae hue thi, or behan ghar per thi wo be exeam da kar free thi.. breakfast kiya.. or behan jo abhi abhi kuch munth phalha 16 ki hue thi os ki jawani baata rahi thi… os na tights pahan rahki thi, jo aik tarha khud baata dayti hain ka behan ka hips kitne motti or sadool nazar aa rahi thi jisa dakh kar pagal ho gea tha koi 36 ki hips thi…. motti sadool thighs or oper light green colour ki t-shirt thi half sleeve.. mera pass chai la kar rahk di or hum tv dakhna lag para or saath baatain karta raha… itna main os ki friend ka land line per phone aa gea or wo bedroom main chali gae… koi adha hour guzra to main be os ka bedroom main chala gea, wo apna bed per ulti layte phone per baat kar rahi thi, or saath apne dono tanga oper utha kar kabhi apni sadool hips per marti to os ki motti naram hips ka chuttar hilta, or khud phone pa lage hue thi.

mujha apna chahra ko moor kar dakha or phir baat shuro kar li.. maine room ki lights off kar di, serf bahir ki roshni aa rahi thi. or edhar maine loose trouser pahana hua tha or t-shirt. or behan ka pass phalha bed per bahtha, or os ki hips ko dabaya to wo zoor sa hilli or thore hanse… or mujha ishra kiya ka phone per baat kar rahi hun, maine phir jaan bhooj kar bed per chhar kar behan ki hips per bahat gea, behan phalha to hillti rahi magar mera weight zeyda tha or wo nazuk se or nazuk jisam ki maalik thi abhi 16 ki hue thi or main 22 ka jawaan or phir main saath ho ker layt gea, or apni thigh utha kar behan ki hips pa rahk li or apna mu ko os ka dosra kaan ka pass lay gea or apna bazoo os ki qamer per rahk diya. wo ab apni friend ko bol rahi thi phir baat ho ge, magar wo baat ko lumbe kar rahi thi, edhar maine behan ki smart nazuk se qamer per apna haath phairna lag para… behan phalha to apni qamer ko be hilati rahi

magar jab maine t-shirt ka necha apna haath sa qamer ko sahlaya to kuch dayr baad os na hilna band kar diya tha, or maine os ka kaam ki tip per zubaan laga raha tha. itna main behan na phone band kar diya or wasa ulti layti rahi, or main ab apna haath ko os ki bra ki strip per lay gea or strip ka necha apna haath ko phaair layta or edhar ab os ka kaam ki tip ko mu main lay liya choosna lag para.. or wo araam sa layte rahi, kuch dayr baad mare taraf apna mu lay aye or boli… mat karo naa.. maine apna lips agay kiya or os ka redish soft lips ko choona shuro kar diya or os ka mu main zubaan daal kar os ka mu main goomane shuro kar di to kabhi os ki zubaan ko choosna lag para. or phir behan ko gooma kar apna samna kar liya hum dono side badal kar aik dosra ka samna thay, os ka soft chahra per ungliyan phaair kar phir os ka lips per kiss ki or bola tum to kafie jawaan ho gae ho, ya breasts tumara apna hain ya koi cheez andar daal kar bra bara pahan liya hai, jis per behan hanse or boli ji nahi mera apna hai…

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maine t-shirt uttar di or phir baby pink colour ka bra jis main motta mumma phansa hua thay, or buhat piyara lag raha thay. maine es baar phir sa os ka lips main zubaan daal di, or wo mari zubaan ko choosna lag pare, os taiz garam chalti hue saansa baata rahi thi, wo kuch be kar jae ge. os ka mulaiam naram rashiam jasa jisam ki garme mujha pagal kar rahi thi, maine ab os ki hook khool di thi, jis per behan na apna bra uttar diya to es ka 36 ka breast ho ga thay, jasa bra pecha kiya es ka motta mumma jasa ochal kar bahir ko niklay… jo motta or naram gora chitta thay, skin itne mulaaim thi or nipples redish or chhota chhota utha hua nipples ka around thay… jis sa mumma or piyara lag raha thay, maine nipples per phalha ungli phaaire jis per behan ko maza aa raha tha, phir apna mu pass laya or jasa nipple ko mu main liya to behan ki saansa taiz chalna lag pare or aanhkain band kar li, os ka mumma dabana main buhat maza aa raha tha or nipple choosna main be, os nipples pore tarha hard tha, or mare nazar os ki bazoo main pare, jhider os ki arampit main, os main be buhat light sa dard brown baal thay…. mera hard jisam ka aga aik rashiam sa jisam tha jo abhi pore tarha apni jawani main or zeyda nikhaar laana chha raha tha. wo jasa mera andar ko goosna chha rahi thi, baar baar mera galay sa lagti, apna tangay apna utha hua mumma or un ka nipples ko mera jisam sa feel karwana chha rahi thi.

ya chhoti age ki behana be buhat kamaal ki hoti hain… or in main pore jawaan hue behan sa zeyda jawani or josh hota hai, jis ki goad main gir jayn phir ose ko apna jisam ka maalik baana layti hain, aik uthti hue kalie thi… maine phir os ka mu sa mu laga liya thora sa lips ko choose kar bola…. gaali to sunao… mari piyare jaan… tari choot maroon….. jis per behan na phir sa lumba saans liya or boli…. tari….. beh… behan ki…. foudi… phaar doon….. mera lund full khara tha apna trouser main, maine taouser naha kar diya… or 9 inch ka lumba motta lund bhair nikal aya tha chhoti se 16 saal ki behan ka liya….

edhar maine ab os ki tights ko utaar diya to dakha…. os ki gore choot ka oper bilkul light sa dark brown silky baal jo 1 inch sa zeyda lumba thay… es tarha saath laga thay es shaap main thay jasa flim ki koi horine ho.. or necha nanne se choot jis ka lips thora motta thay or lips main 2 inch ki lumbe line thi… motta lips ki line na jasa choot ka mu ko andar kese cheez jana sa rook rahka thay… choot ka baal os ki nazuk choot ka necha os ki chhoti se gulabi gaand ka hole tak thay…. main os ki choot, os ka jisam ko haath laga kar apni zubaan sa touch kar ka feel kar raha tha, phir maine choot per zubaan rahki to behan pore tarha jasa hilli or mu sa awaaz niklie… aaaahhayyy…. aaahhhh…. maine es baar apni ungliyon sa choot ka lips ko khola jo rubber ki tarha thay or os ki choot andar sa gulabi thi or chhota sa choot ka hole nazar aya to zubaan ko andar daal di… edhar behan jasa tarap kar uth bahthi…. os ki aanhkain red ho gae thi, or lips khushk hua thay… boli… maaain maar jaon ge…. aaahhh… buhat maza aa raha hai.. maine phir halki halki zubaan ko choot ka lips main oper necha karna lag para… or saath ab mumma ko dono haatho sa dabana lag para…

koi 4 ya 5 mint maine choot main zubaan phaaire to behan jasa behosh hona wali ho gae thi… maine jaldi sa zubaan bahir nikaal li or saath phir sa layt gea… behan bilkul jasa behosh hona wali ho… maine os ka mu per thapar 3 ya 4 zoor sa maraa or apna lund ko os ki choot ka lips main rahk diya.. mujha samhj nahi aa rahi thi ka jitna motta mera lund ka cap hai es sa chhoti to choot ka mu hai kasa jae ga? chhoti se choot paani sa bhare hue thi or gulabi rang ka choot ka mu jis main 2 inch motta cap ka mu tha… or kiya ya theek time hai ya nahi… os ki choot kafie geelie thi or oper sa itne thook lund per lagae hue thi, maine os ki aik gori thigh ko utha kar apni thigh per rahk li thi or phir main bola, tum khud choot ko zoor sa andar ko lu… mera lund ko pakar lu…. jaldi karo…. jis per os na apna patla sa gora haath sa mera motta lund ko pakar liya, jo itna tight sa nahi pakar saki, aik to os main himmet nahi thi or dosra motta tha jo os ka haath main nahi aa raha tha… itna main, behan apni choot ko thora thora ragar rahi thi lund ka motta cap per, or phir khud sa apni choot ko jasa agay ko press kiya or edhar sa maine jhatka maar diya or lund kese rubber ka andar phansta hua 2 inch andar gea to behan ko dard utha or aaaahhhh… karti rhi kuch dayr… edhar maine os ka breast pakar liya…

kuch dayr tak wo be roki rahi or main be… mera lund os ki piyare jawaani sa bhari choot ko pore tarha khool rahka tha, or os ki rubber jasa choot main jab thora sa or dalta to jasa kese rubber ka ring main ho or andar full slipre ho.. koi 6 ya 7 mint baad behan normal hue apni theek haal main aa gae thi… os ki aanhkaion main motta motta ansoo tha… maine zubaan sa ansoo saaf kiya or bola, tum khud try karo thora layna ka… to khud thora sa andar ko lay liya, mera lumba motta lund serf 3 inch andar tha, maine pocha tum farig ho gae ho to sir ko hilla kar boli…. haan…. maine kuch dayr tak lund ko andar rahka or thora thora andar or bahir karta raha serf 4 inch tak chala gea tha… or os ki chhoti se choot mera lund ka saath chipki hue bahir ko aa jati or phir andar chali jati… kuch dayr baad maine lund ko bahir nikala to lund per blood laga hua tha, or choot ka paani be.. maine muth maar kar apna paani bhair nikaal diya…

udhar os ki choot main sa blood ki aik line os ki choot sa nikal kar os ki gaand tak chalie gae thi jo maine saaf kiya os ka blood… koi 2 hour tak hum dono soya raha… phir behan ko utha kar bahir lay aya, jo chal nahi rahi thi… bol rahi thi jasa koi cheez cut gae hai… maine os ki choot ko dabaya or pain kille di… shaam tak kuch theek ho gae thi or, itna chal nahi rahi thi bol rahi thi tanga kaanp rahi hain.. main bahir lay gea or 4 hour tak goomata raha… or osa kafie set kar ka wapes ghar lay aya… os ki chaal change thi, or araam araam sa chal rahi thi, os ko bed pay layta kar wapes apna room aa gea. kuch dino tak maine serf apna haatho sa os ka jisam ko feel kiya, jab mom office ko jati, os ko utha kar apni goad main batha layta. or os ki naram rashiam jase qamer main bazoo daal kar os ka nazuk paait ko sahlata.. wo 1 sa 2 hour tak goad main bahthe rahti or kabhi soo jati masti main…
aaj os ki friend ka bhai ki shaam ko shaadi thi, udhar os na jana tha,

jitne garam phir sa hue thi dil kar raha tha edhar goad main jasa bahthi hai daal doon magar control rahka maine, serf os ki tights ko necha kar di thi or wo goad main bahthi thi samn tv ko dakhti to kabhi apni motti lumbe brown aanhkaian band kar layti maza main… os ki choot ka lumba silky patla sa baalon ko apna haath sa sahla raha tha, or phir kabhi aik unglie ko choot ka mu per rahk dayta. jab mom ghar na hoti to wo mari biwi bane hoti, her behan ko biwi bana ka shoq hota hai, to wo mare biwi samjhti thi. maine apna lumba motta lund nikala or os ki chhoti se choot ka naram lips main halka halka kuch dayr ragarta raha..

wo be maza main pore tarha aa gae thi or khud oper ho kar necha ko hoti jis sa mera lund ka motta cap choot ka lips main ragar lagata or osa maza atta, itna main mera lund ka cap jo kaafie geela ho gea tha os ki choot ka paani sa, wo slip hua or jasa mari behan na oper sa necha ko apni choot ko ragar rahi thi, lund andar ko chala gea, or os ka mu sa… AAAaahhh… ki awaaz niklie… or mera lund phir sa 2 inch andar chala gea… wo kuch dayr tak ruki rahi or phir khud sa apni choot ko mera lund per dabati to 1 inch tak or andar chala jata.. edhar maine os ka mummu sa bra ko pecha kiya or mumma pakar liya or aik haath ko os ki choot per lay gea, os ki choot khuli hue thi pore tarha mera lund sa or mera lund ko zoor sa jhakar rahka tha.. edhar lumbe saansa lay rahi thi, or kuch dayr baad mera lund ko nikaal diya. wo farig ho gae thi mujha laga. maine be apna paani os ki choot ka baalon per nikaal diya or sara dhoodh ko choot per mal diya.

agla din wo apni friend ka ghar bhai ki shaadi ki teyare main gae thi, or ghar per mom thi or barish taiz ho gae, humara ghar ki chhat ka paani be necha aa raha tha jo os ko pecha galie main jana tha. mom na mujha bola oper chal kar dakhta hain paani edhar qu aa raha hai… maine apni jean or shirt uttar di serf underwear tha, wo be mom laye thi, mom humare cheezain khud buy karti thi, or wo be branded… mujha dakh kar boli… ya tum ko loose nahi? mujha qu nahi tum na bola main change karwa dayti… main bola bus mujha chhaya tha ese liya pahan liya…. mom wasay to 44 ki thi, magar lagti jasa 34 ki thi, smart good looking…. un ki perfacat body, paait saath laga hua motti bhare bhare hips or mumma be kafie motta thay, behan ki tarha ka gora chitta rang…. mom na white shalwar kurta pahan rahka tha. jab mera saath bahir aye to barish taiz thi or buhat jald bheeg gae.

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