Mahesh ka ghar choot K Bazar

Mera nam Mahesh Sharma hai…is waqt meri umar 30 saal hai main jo apni aapbiti sunane aaya hoon,ye us waqt se suru hoti hai jab main 16 saal ka tha….jisne meri hansti khelti family ko kya se kya bana diya….meri family me papa rajesh Sharma aur mummy Gauri Sharma alaawa main aur meri didi Pooja Sharma hain.bat aaj se 12 saal pahle ki hai,naukri ke karan papa ne kasbe se sab kuch bechkar haidrabad me hi basne ka iraada kar liya tha..us waqt papa ki umra 40 aur mummy ki 34 thi ,didi 16 ki aur main 14 ka.sasta makan kahi nahi mil raha tha….ek sasta makan mil raha tha lekin musalmano ki basti hone ke karan papa hichkicha rahe the…..ant me mummy ki zidd par papa ne wo makan le liya kyoki papa mummy se behad pyar karte the…..unhe kya malum tha ki unka ye faisla hamari family ko kis raste le ja raha hai….

Ek hafte ke andar hi ham us makan me shift ho gaye aur fir yahan se hui hamari barbaadi ki dastaan suru…padosi ke roop me hamare samne tha abdul jo ki ek kasai tha aur bagal me maszid ke molvi fakruddin….dono kuch hi dino me hamse ghul mil gaye…wo aksar hamare ghar aane lage…suru me to mujhe kuch khash nazar nahi aaya mujhe lekin jyon jyon meri umra badti gayi..mujhe sabkuch samajh me aane laga….kyon nahi aata .meri mummy hai hi bala ki khoobsurat, hindu brahman jaise aamtaur par gore chitte hote hain,mummy iska best example thi…34-32-38 ke gadraye figure ke sath mummy ka behave bhi bahut hansmukh aur stylish thi….maine aksar abdul aur fakruddin ko mummy ka badan ghurta paya tha….mujhe bahut gussa aata tha ki wo koi na koi bahana lekar mummy se bat karne ki koshish karte…khastaur par molvi fakruddin mujhe pasand nahi tha….uski maulana dadhi mujhe bahut gandi lagti …maine kai bar mummy ko ishare se samjhane ki koshish ki lekin mummy hanskar tal jati

Molvi ki do aulaade thi….pahla basheer jo mere college me hi padhta tha aur dusri aayesha jo meri classmate thi…waalid ke ulta aayesha bahut khoobsurat thi…mujhe us se pyar ho gaya tha aur is pyar ke karan basheer se achi dosti bhi ho gayi thi….aayesha ko patane ke liye basheer ko patana zaroori tha…is karan hamara ek dusre ke ghar jana suru ho gaya…lekin mere jehan ko jhatka tab laga jab maine basher ko bhi apne abbu ke nakshe kadam par chalte deka…kameena wo meri mummy ki nahi,didi ki aankhchudai me busy rahta…didi ghar me aksar mexi hi pehanti thi…aur basher tight mexi me didi ke ubharo ko ghurte rahta.ab to wo mere absence me bhi ghar aane laga.

Mujhe bahut gussa aaya lekin socha aayesha ki khatir agar wo didi ka kuch deedar hi kar leta hai to kya harz hai??lekin us din mera gussa ufaan par aa gaya jab basheer ne mujhse kaha,’’chal sekhar .kal movie dekhte hain…sath me Pooja ko bhi lete aana..tino milkar theatre challenge…man hi man maine use gali dete huye socha…saale teri itni himmat…mujhse hi meri behan ke bare me aisa kah raha likin hakeekat me main kah nahi saka..talne ke liye kaha,’’chod na basheer…Pooja didi taiyar nahi hogi!!’’basheer ne hanskar jeb se tin tikate nikali aur bola,’’ye hai advanced tickets evening show ki…khud teri didi ne karayi hai.pahle tera ticket nahi le rahi thi…fir bad me use lena pad gaya kyoki bina tere teri mummy use theatre jane nahi deti.’’basheer ki bat sunkar main sunn rah gaya….kuch kahte nahi bana mujhse.

Sham me ham movie dekhne ke liye nikle…theatre thode hi distance par tha aur rikshe se jana tha.mujhe daal me kuch kala nazar aa raha tha…didi ne aaj bahut makeup kiya tha…lal rang ki tight salwar suit me wo kayamat dha rahi thi…didi me ye change mujhe acha nahi lag raha tha….baharhal jana to tha hi…so ek riksha kiya…riksa ek tha aur aadmi teen.rakesh ne mujhe seat par baitha ke khud meri bagal me baith gaya aur didi ko apni god me baitha liya…uski is harkat par mere tan badan me aag lag gayi.lekin didi ke chehre par masti bhari raunak dekhkar mujhe samajh me aa gaya ki ye dono ki milijuli kartoot hai.achanak halke jerk par didi chillayi,’’basheer bhaijaan,jor se pakadiye mujhe warna gir jaungi.’’basheer ne didi ko bahon me jakad liya…fir maine saaf dekha didi ne uski hatheliyo ke liye jagah de di thi..basheer ke dono panje didi ki choochiyon par fisal rahe the.mere hi presence me wo meri didi ki chuchiyon ko god me baitha ke masal raha hai …

Ye dekhkar mujhe gussa to aa raha tha lekin didi ke chehre par masti ki khumaar dekhkar mera gussa jhuk jata….baharhal thetre pahuche to show suru ho chukka tha ….basheer ne chips ka large packet liya aur andhere me ham apni seats par pahuche.didi bich me baithi aur main aur basheer agal bagal…thodi hi der me maine dekha basheer ne chips ka packet khol ke didi ki god me rakh diya…didi ne mujhse chips lene ko kaha aur fir ham chips khate huye movie dekhne lage.achanak chips lene ke liye hath badhaya to chaunk gaya…ek hath pahle se maujud thaw aha..chips ke packet me nahi,didi ki salwaar ke andar..main samajh gaya…chips lene ke bahane basheer didi ki chut me ungli kar raha tha…didi bar bar apni tange khol aur band kar rahi thi..isi se zahir tha ki didi kis hal me hai….jehan me hazaro gusse liye main un dono ki kartoot dekhta rah gaya….wapasi me bhi basheer didi ko apni god me hi baithakar aaya.

Main gusse se pagal ho utha tha….didi ko ghar chod kar aaj maine basheer se nabatne ki soch li thi…aananfanan maine basheer ko uske ghar ki taraf chal diya…ghar me akela thaw o aaj…dekhte hi main us par chikhte huye jhapat pda..’’kamine teri himmat kaise huyi meri behan ke sath aisa karne ki…aaj main teri gaand phad dalunga.’’.basheer mujhse ladne laga lekin takat ke mamle me basheer mujhse duguna tha,lihaza usne mujhe floor par girate huye mujh par chad gaya.fir chikha..’’saale teri behan khud rand hai…khud aayi thi karwaane….lekin..lekin isko prove main karta hoon ki kyon aayi thi wo mere paas….aaj main teri gand fadta hoon.kahte huye usne sach me mere kapde utaar diye aur meri sach me gand mar li…main dard se karah raha tha…achanak usne kaha,’’dekh sekhar…tere ha ya n aka koi sawaal hi nahi hai….main janta hoon tu aayesha ko pasand karta hai…agar khushi khushi apni didi se milwayega mujhe to Ayesha se teri shaadi karwaane ki kosshish karunga….warna to teri gand mar mar ke teri didi se milunga….tere khandan ka namonishaan mit jayega yaha se.’’mere aage andhera cha gaya…mujhe zinda rahne ke liye koi rasta nazar nahi aa raha tha.

Uske bad to fir ye meri duty ho gati….har raat mummy papa ke sone ke baad main didi ko basheer ke kamre me chod kar bahar pahredari karta ki kahi molvi sahib na jag jaye.rat bhar didi ko chodkar subah ghar chod jata wo..aur didi dil khol kar apni jawaani luta rahi thi…suru suru me didi mujhse parhez karti thi lekin chudai ke nashe me wo nirlazz ho gayi…mere samne apni chuchiyo ko masalwaana uske liye aam bat ho gayi thi….mere samne nangi basheer ki bahon me lete huyedidi ko sharm bhi nahi aati thi….kuch dino ke baad to didi chudne se pahle apni chut me cream lagaane ke liye kahne lagi….pata nahi kaun sa cream tha…kahti thi lagane se chudne me dard bahut kam hota hai…basheer ka bahut mota hai.

Is se aage ki kahani next part me

Related Post

Share on TumblrTweet about this on TwitterShare on RedditShare on VKShare on Google+Pin on PinterestEmail this to someone
This post was submitted by a random interfaithxxx reader/fan.
You can also submit any related content to be posted here.

3 Comments

  1. Nice story

  2. Dekho ye behne to chudti hain. Muslims unko jaisa orgasm dete hn Waisa dena Hindu k bas ki baat ni. To achha yhi h ki unko apni behne dete Jao aur badly me unki taqat ka istemal khud k liye Krte Jao.

  3. Nice story meri 3 bahne hai aur tino jawan hai. Mast maal ban chuki hai. Meri badi bahan ka Muslim ladle ke sath chakkar hai Jo meri gaand bhi Marta hai

Leave a comment

Your email address will not be published.


*