Garmi Ki Teasing Mein Bhabhi Ki Chut Ki Aag

Lucknow ke purane mohalle mein ek do manjila ghar tha. Priya Bhabhi aur uske pati Amit ne upar wala hissa kiraye par diya tha. Kirayedaar tha Rahul – 26 saal ka, seedha sa ladka, office job karta tha. Garmi ka peak season tha. Din bhar paseena bah raha tha aur raat ko bhi thandak nahi milti.

Priya Bhabhi 34 saal ki thi. Uska badan bilkul desi maal jaisa – bade bade boobs, patli kamar, moti si gaand. Shaadi ko 8 saal ho gaye the lekin sharir abhi bhi jawan tha. Amit office ke kaam se bahut busy rehta tha, aksar late aata tha. Priya ko ghar mein akelapan lagta tha. Phir ek din usne faisla kar liya – is kirayedaar ko thoda tease karungi. Bas maza lene ke liye. Woh jaanti thi ki Rahul usko roz dekhta hai.

Subah se hi Priya ne plan shuru kiya. Usne ek thin white kurti pehni jo bahut loose thi aur andar kuch nahi. Neeche sirf ek chhoti si panty. Kitchen mein kaam karte waqt woh jaan bhuj kar jhuk jhuk kar kaam karti. Cleavage itna gehra tha ki boobs ka adha hissa bahar jhalak raha tha. Nipple ke nimbu jaisa shape kurti ke upar se saaf dikhai de raha tha.

Rahul niche se upar aaya paani lene. Bhabhi ko aise dekh kar uska muh khula reh gaya. “Bhabhi… subah subah itni garmi mein aap…” uski awaaz ruk gayi.

Priya ne muskurate hue usko dekha. Jaise kuch nahi hua ho. “Arre Rahul beta, garmi bahut hai na. Kapde kam pehen liye toh thoda rahat milti hai. Tu bhi thoda comfortable reh le.” Usne jhuk kar fridge se paani ki bottle nikali. Boobs almost bahar aa gaye. Rahul ki nazar wahi atak gayi.

Woh jaldi se paani le kar apne room mein bhag gaya. Darwaza band kiya, pant utari aur apna lund pakad liya. “Saali Bhabhi… aaj toh poora dikha diya.” Usne aankhein band ki aur sochne laga – woh boobs muh mein, chut par haath. Jaldi jaldi muth marne laga. Paanch minute mein hi jhad gaya. Par dil mein kuch aur hi tadap baaki thi.

Yeh sirf shuruaat thi.

Agle din Priya ne aur bhi plan kiya. Husband office chala gaya tha. Woh ghar ke hall mein floor ponchh rahi thi. Is baar sirf ek light pink nighty pehni thi – bilkul transparent jaisi. Neeche koi bra nahi, panty bhi chhoti si. Jhukte waqt nighty upar chadh jaati aur poori panty dikhai deti. Kabhi kabhi toh chut ke lips ka shape bhi saaf.

Rahul apne room se bahar nikla. Bhabhi ko aise dekh kar uske lund mein phir se harkat hui. “Bhabhi aap… aaj yeh kya pehna hai?”

Priya ne jaan bhuj kar peeche mud kar dekha aur thodi si sharm se boli, “Arre Rahul, garmi mein yeh sab theek hai. Tu toh mera kirayedaar hai, sharma kyun raha hai? Aa na, thoda madad kar de floor ponchhne mein.” Usne jaan bhuj kar aur jhuk kar brush uthaya. Gaand poori tarah se ubhar aayi. Panty ka fabric chut mein ghus gaya tha.

Rahul ka lund tent ban gaya pant ke andar. Usne madad ki lekin nazar har second Bhabhi ke sharir par thi. Bhabhi ne notice kiya aur andar hi andar muskurayi.

Us raat Rahul ne teen baar muth maari. Har baar sirf Priya Bhabhi ko yaad karke. “Bhabhi ki chut… boobs… main toh pagal ho jaunga.”

Teesre din Priya ne aur tez kar diya. Husband thoda jaldi ghar aane wala tha lekin woh neeche hall mein kapde sort kar rahi thi. Is baar nighty ke upar se boobs ke nipple bilkul saaf. Aur neeche? Bilkul no panty. Jab woh baith kar kapde fold karti toh chut khul kar dikhai deti thi – thodi si geeli bhi.

Rahul wapas aaya office se. Scene dekh kar uske pair thamm gaye. “Bhabhi… yeh… aap…”

Priya ne sharmate hue aankhein neeche ki lekin sharir nahi chhupaya. “Kya hua Rahul? Kuch problem hai kya? Garmi mein sab kuch dikhta hai na… tu bhi toh mard hai.” Usne jaan bhuj kar pair faila kar baithi. Chut ke baal aur geeli lips poore saaf.

Rahul ka dil zor zor se dhak dhak karne laga. Usne himmat karke kaha, “Bhabhi aap itni… sundar… aur aise… main control nahi kar pa raha.”

Priya ne halke se hasi. “Arre beta, control karna padta hai. Main toh bas ghar ka kaam kar rahi hoon.” Lekin uski awaaz mein ek alag si madak thi.

Rahul room mein gaya aur darwaza band kiya. Aaj usne record tod diya – char baar muth maari. Har baar Bhabhi ki chut aur boobs ko soch soch kar. Usne socha, “Kal pakka haath lagana padega… yeh tease kar rahi hai mujhe.”

Chaube din aur bhi bhadak gaya. Priya ab roz naye naye tarike se tease kar rahi thi. Kabhi woh balcony mein kapde sukhaati aur nighty hawa se udti. Kabhi kitchen mein paani girakar puri kurti geeli kar leti – boobs ke shape poore saaf. Ek din toh usne sirf towel lapet kar bahar aayi aur bola, “Rahul, shower kharab ho gaya hai, thoda dekh toh.”

Rahul towel ke andar se uske boobs aur chut ka shape dekh kar pagal ho gaya. Usne shower theek kiya lekin haath kaanp rahe the.

Har din ke baad Rahul ka lust badhta ja raha tha. Woh office mein bhi Bhabhi ke bare mein sochta. Ghar aate hi uske room mein ja kar lund ko haath mein le leta. Kabhi kabhi Bhabhi ke naam le kar chillata bhi, “Bhabhi… teri chut chodunga ek din…”

Priya sab jaanti thi. Woh andar se enjoy kar rahi thi. Kabhi kabhi husband ke saamne bhi thoda tease karti thi taaki Rahul aur tadpe. Amit ko kuch nahi pata chalta tha. Woh sochta tha Priya bas garmi mein comfortable reh rahi hai.

Paanchve din husband do din ke liye tour par chala gaya. Ghar mein sirf Priya aur Rahul. Priya ne faisla kiya – aaj aur tez karungi.

Subah woh sirf ek transparent white kurti pehen kar kitchen mein thi. Andar kuch nahi. Nipples khade hue, chut ke baal saaf. Jab Rahul aaya toh usne jaan bhuj kar counter par jhuk kar chai banayi. Poori gaand aur chut peeche se dikhai de rahi thi.

Rahul control nahi raha. Usne peeche se aakar Bhabhi ki kamar pakad li. “Bhabhi… bahut din se aap yeh sab kar rahi ho… mujhe tadpa rahi ho na?”

Priya ekdam se kaanp gayi. Jaise abhi tak sirf tease kar rahi thi lekin ab asli cheez shuru ho gayi ho. Usne zor se haath jhatka diya. “Rahul! Yeh kya kar rahe ho? Main teri Bhabhi hoon… shaadi shuda aurat hoon! Hato… please…”

Lekin uski saans tez ho chuki thi. Chehra laal. Boobs upar neeche ho rahe the.

Rahul ne nahi chhoda. Usne usko ghuma diya aur aankhon mein aankhein daal kar bola, “Bhabhi… aap jaanti ho main kitna tadap raha hoon. Har din aap aise dikha rahi ho… boobs, chut… main roz muth marta hoon aapko soch kar.”

Priya ne aankhein neeche kar li. Sharm se. “Rahul… yeh galat hai… mera pati… agar pata chal gaya toh… please chhod do mujhe.” Lekin usne poori tarah se dhakka nahi diya. Sirf halki si resistance.

Rahul ne himmat badhai. Usne ek haath uske boobs par rakh diya bahar se. “Bhabhi… yeh itne tight… kitne din se choosna chahta hoon.”

Priya ne halki si cheekh mari, “Ahhh… nahi Rahul… mat chhuo… main nahi kar sakti…” Par uske nipples aur bhi khade ho gaye the. Sharir garam hone laga tha.

Dono ke beech tension badh raha tha. Priya ki teasing ab asli masti mein badalne wali thi. Rahul ka lund pant mein tent bana hua tha. Bhabhi ki chut bhi thodi geeli hone lagi thi.

Priya ne dheere se kaha, “Rahul… please… dheere se… agar koi dekh liya toh…” Usne sharm se aankhein band kar li lekin sharir abhi bhi uske paas hi tha.

Rahul samajh gaya – Bhabhi ab sirf thodi si sharm kar rahi hai. Asli khel ab shuru hone wala tha.

Rahul ka haath Priya Bhabhi ke boobs par tha. Bahar se hi feel kar raha tha unki garam narmi. Priya ka sharir kaanp raha tha. Usne halki si awaaz mein kaha, “Rahul… haath hatao na… yeh galat hai… main teri Bhabhi hoon.”

Lekin usne poora dhakka nahi diya. Sirf sharm se aankhein band kiye hue thi. Rahul ne himmat badhate hue dusra haath bhi uski kamar par rakh diya aur usko apne seeche kheench liya. “Bhabhi… aap har roz mujhe tadpa rahi thi na? Aaj ruk nahi sakta main.”

Priya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Rahul please… mera pati do din baad aayega… agar usko kuch pata chal gaya toh ghar barbaad ho jayega… chhod do mujhe abhi.” Uske shabdon mein resistance tha lekin awaaz mein ek halki si larz thi.

Rahul ne uske neck par halka sa kiss kiya. Priya kaanp gayi. “Ahhh… mat karo Rahul… bahut garmi hai… dimag nahi chal raha mera.” Rahul ne dheere dheere uski thin white kurti ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Pehla button khula… doosra… teesra. Har button ke saath Bhabhi ki saans aur tez hoti ja rahi thi.

“Rahul… nahi… poori tarah mat kholo… sharam aa rahi hai mujhe…” Priya ne haath se rokne ki koshish ki lekin uske haath kamzor the. Jab last button bhi khul gaya toh dono bade bade boobs bilkul bahar aa gaye. Nipple dono khade hue, laal aur tight.

Rahul ki aankhein chamak uthi. “Bhabhi… kitne sundar hain yeh… kitne din se inko dekh raha tha.” Usne ek boob haath mein le liya aur dheere se dabaya. Priya ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Ahhhh… dheere Rahul… bahut sensitive hain yeh…”

Rahul ne jhuk kar ek nipple muh mein le liya aur choosne laga. Priya ka haath uske baal mein ghus gaya. “Nahi… yeh mat karo… ahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai… par ruk jaao please…” Uske muh se protest aur moan dono nikal rahe the.

Rahul dusre boob ko bhi haath se masalne laga. Boobs ke beech paseena bah raha tha. Garmi aur lust ki wajah se dono ke sharir geele ho rahe the. Priya ki chut ab poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi. Woh andar hi andar tadap rahi thi lekin bahar se bol rahi thi, “Rahul… hum yahan kitchen mein… koi aa jayega… bedroom mein chalte hain… par sirf baat karenge, aur kuch nahi.”

Rahul ne muskurate hue usko utha liya. Priya ko godi mein le kar seedha apne bedroom mein le gaya. Bed par litate hi Priya ne fir se sharm se muh mod liya. “Rahul… please… sirf upar tak… neeche mat chhuo… main control nahi kar paungi.”

Lekin Rahul ne uski nighty poori tarah upar kheench di. Ab Priya bilkul nangi leti thi bed par. Usne apne haathon se chut chhupane ki koshish ki. “Dekho mat aise… bahut sharm aa rahi hai… main teri Bhabhi hoon yaar.”

Rahul ne uske haath hata diye aur ghutno ke bal baith kar uski chut ko dekha. “Bhabhi… kitni sundar chut hai… bilkul geeli ho rakhi hai.” Usne ungli se chut ke lips ko chhua. Priya ka sharir ek jhatke se utha. “Ahhhh… nahi Rahul… wahan mat chhuo… bahut gandi hoon main abhi…”

Rahul ne ungli andar daal di aur dheere dheere andar bahar karne laga. Priya ki moan tez ho gayi. “Ufff… Rahul… dheere karo… meri chut mein aag lag rahi hai… par yeh paap hai… mera pati…” Uske shabdon ke saath saath uski kamar upar uthne lagi thi.

Rahul ne jhuk kar chut chaatna shuru kiya. Zaban se clit ko chhedne laga. Priya dono haathon se bedsheet pakad kar chillayi, “Ahhh… Rahul… yeh kya kar rahe ho… bahut maza aa raha hai… mat chhodna… ahhhh…” Ab resistance kamzor padne lagi thi. Woh khud apni taange faila rahi thi.

Foreplay bahut der tak chala. Rahul ne uske poore sharir ko chuma – neck, boobs, pet, thighs, chut. Priya ab sirf moan kar rahi thi. “Rahul… ab mat tadpao… kuch karo… par dheere se… main dar rahi hoon.”

Rahul ne apni pant utari. Uska lund bahar nikla – sakht, mota aur geela. Priya ne dekha aur aankhein badi kar li. “Rahul… yeh toh bahut bada hai… mera pati ka itna nahi… nahi nahi, mat daalo… dard hoga mujhe.”

Lekin Rahul ne uski taange faila kar missionary position mein aa gaya. Lund chut ke muh par ragadne laga. Priya ne haathon se uska seena dhakela, “Nahi Rahul… condom laga lo… aur please bahar nikal lena… main pregnant nahi hona chahti.”

Rahul ne dheere se andar dhakel diya. Sirf tip andar gaya. Priya ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Ahhhhh… bahut mota hai… dheere… poora mat daalo abhi…”

Rahul ruk gaya, phir dheere dheere andar bahar karne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Priya ki moan badhti gayi. “Ufff… Rahul… andar tak ja raha hai… meri chut phat rahi hai… par maza bhi aa raha hai bahut…”

Rhythm tez hota gaya. Room mein chut ki wet awaazein, dono ki saans aur garmi ka paseena. Priya ab khud apni kamar utha utha kar dhakke lene lagi thi. “Haan Rahul… zor se chod… teri Bhabhi ki chut chod le… ahhh… bahut din baad maza aa raha hai…”

Pehla orgasm Priya ko aaya. Usne Rahul ki peeth par naakhun gada diye aur zor se chillayi, “Main aa gayi… nahi rukna… chodta ja… ahhhhhhh!”

Rahul ne position badli. Usne Bhabhi ko ghuma kar doggy style mein kar diya. Peeche se pakad kar zor zor se chodne laga. Priya ki gaand hil rahi thi. “Bhabhi teri gaand kitni sundar hai… chut kitni tight… main toh roz chodunga ab se.”

Priya ab puri tarah enjoy kar rahi thi. “Haan Rahul… meri gaand aur chut dono le le… zor se dhakke maar… ahhh… phir se aa rahi hoon main…”

Teesri position mein Priya upar aa gayi – cowgirl. Woh khud upar neeche ho rahi thi. Uske bade boobs zor zor se uchhal rahe the. Rahul neeche se unko pakad kar dabata ja raha tha. “Bhabhi… bahut tight chut hai teri… main jhadne wala hoon…”

Priya ne tez tez dhakke diye, “Andar hi jhad ja Rahul… meri chut mein bhar de… ahhhh…” Dono saath mein jhad gaye. Priya ka dusra orgasm bhi aa gaya. Dono paseene se tar-bhar the.

Priya Rahul ke seene par let gayi. Saans tez chal rahi thi. “Rahul… yeh galat tha… par bahut maza aaya… ab kya hoga jab mera pati aayega?”

Rahul ne uske boobs par haath ferte hue kaha, “Bhabhi… ab toh hum teeno ko is masti mein shaamil kar lenge. Dekhna, Amit bhaiya bhi enjoy karenge.”

Priya sharma kar uske seene mein muh chhupa liya. Lekin uski aankhon mein ek nayi chamak thi. Garmi ab sirf sharir ki nahi, lust ki bhi thi.

Shaam hone wali thi. Priya Bhabhi abhi bhi Rahul ke bed par nangi leti thi. Uski chut se abhi bhi unka mix maal bahar nikal raha tha. Rahul uske boobs par haath fer raha tha aur dheere se kiss kar raha tha. Priya ki aankhein band thi, chehra satisfaction se chamak raha tha.

“Rahul… ab uth ja. Mera pati kal subah aane wala hai. Hum dono ko sambhalna padega,” Priya ne halki si sharm se kaha lekin usne Rahul ko aur kheench liya.

Tabhi bahar car ki awaaz aayi. Priya ka chehra faika pad gaya. “Arre… yeh toh Amit ki car hai! Usne jaldi aa gaya!” Woh jaldi se uthi, apni kurti uthayi aur jaldi jaldi pehenne lagi. Rahul bhi pant pehen raha tha jab darwaza khula.

Amit hall mein ghusa. “Priya! Main jaldi aa gaya… meeting cancel ho gayi.” Usne upar ki taraf dekha aur awaaz sun li thi. Woh seedha Rahul ke room ki taraf badha.

Darwaza khula toh scene saamne tha – Priya kurti theek kar rahi thi, baal bigde hue, chehra laal. Rahul bed ke paas khada, pant abhi zip kar raha tha.

Amit ka chehra laal ho gaya. “Yeh… yeh kya ho raha hai Priya?! Rahul?! Mere ghar mein, mere bed par?!”

Priya dar ke maare kaanp rahi thi. Usne aankhein neeche kar li. “Amit… sorry… main… garmi… aur yeh sab… bahut din se tadap rahi thi. Rahul ne mujhe tadpaya… main rok nahi paayi.” Uski awaaz mein sharm aur thodi si dar tha.

Rahul ne himmat karke kaha, “Bhaiya… galti meri hai. Bhabhi bahut sexy hain… main control nahi kar paya. Aap jo saza dena chahein de do.”

Amit wahan khada tha. Uske haathon mein thaila tha jo girne wala tha. Uski nazar Priya ke boobs par gayi jo abhi bhi kurti ke andar se ubhar rahe the, phir uski geeli chut ke taraf jahan panty abhi tak sahi se nahi chadhi thi. Amit ka lund dheere dheere khada hone laga. Woh jealous tha, gussa tha, lekin andar se ek ajeeb si garam lahar bhi uth rahi thi.

“Priya… tu ne mujhe dhokha diya?” Amit ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.

Priya bed par baith gayi. Uski aankhon mein aansu the lekin chut abhi bhi geeli thi. “Amit… main teri biwi hoon. Par yeh garmi, yeh akelapan… Rahul ne mujhe woh maza diya jo bahut time se nahi mila tha. Par main tujhe nahi chhod sakti. Agar tu chahe toh main abhi sab band kar deti hoon.”

Amit kuch nahi bola. Woh andar aaya, darwaza band kiya aur chair par baith gaya. Uski pant mein tent saaf dikhai de raha tha. “Dikhao… mujhe poora scene dikhao. Kitna maza de raha hai yeh ladka meri biwi ko?”

Priya shocked ho gayi. “Amit… tu… sach mein?”

Rahul ne muskurate hue Priya ki taraf dekha. Priya ne dheere se kurti utar di. Dono bade boobs bahar aa gaye. “Amit… dekh… yeh Rahul ne kiya hai mere saath.” Usne Rahul ko apne paas kheencha aur uske lund par haath ferne lagi.

Amit ki saans tez ho gayi. “Priya… teri chut abhi bhi geeli hai uske lund se. Aa… mujhe bhi dikha.”

Priya ab puri masti mein aa chuki thi. Usne Rahul ko bed par dhakel diya aur uska lund muh mein le liya. Amit ko dekhte hue boli, “Dekh pati ji… main teri biwi is ladke ka lund choos rahi hoon. Tu jealous hai na? Par tera lund bhi khada hai.”

Amit ne apni pant kholi. Uska lund bahar nikla. Woh chair se utha aur bed ke paas aa gaya. Priya ne ek haath se Rahul ka lund pakda aur dusre se Amit ka. Dono lund ko baari baari muh mein lene lagi. “Mmm… dono ke lund ka swad alag alag hai… bahut maza aa raha hai mujhe.”

Rahul ne Priya ko ghuma kar doggy style mein kar diya. Peeche se uski chut mein lund daal diya. Priya moan karne lagi, “Ahhh… Rahul… zor se chod… mera pati dekh raha hai… ahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai.”

Amit ne aage aakar Priya ke muh mein apna lund thok diya. “Chus Priya… apne pati ka bhi le le.” Priya dono taraf se chud rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein aansu the masti ke.

“Priya teri chut kitni geeli ho gayi hai… mere saamne chud rahi hai,” Amit ne jealous awaaz mein kaha lekin uska lund aur sakht ho raha tha.

Teeno ne position badli. Priya let gayi. Rahul ne missionary mein uski chut chodna shuru kiya. Amit uske boobs choos raha tha aur kabhi kabhi kiss kar raha tha. “Priya… tu meri hai par aaj se hum teeno ka khel hai yeh.”

Priya chillayi, “Haan Amit… Rahul… dono chodte raho mujhe… meri chut dono ke lund ke liye bani hai… ahhhh… main aa rahi hoon!”

Pehla round bahut zor ka tha. Rahul ne andar hi jhad diya. Priya ka orgasm pura sharir hilaa gaya. Amit ne turant apna lund uski chut mein daal diya aur chodne laga. “Ab mera number… meri biwi ki chut ab bhi tight hai.”

Doggy style mein Amit ne peeche se pakad kar zor zor se dhakke maare. Rahul ne aage se boobs aur muh mein lund diya. Priya ab puri tarah se unke beech mein thi. “Haan… dono mard… meri chut aur muh bhar do… bahut tadap rahi thi main.”

Teesri position mein Priya dono ke beech mein let gayi. Ek taraf Rahul, dusri taraf Amit. Dono baari baari se chod rahe the. Kabhi ek andar, kabhi dono saath mein ungli aur lund se. Garmi, paseena, wet chut ki awaazein, teeno ki saansein – poora room masti se bhar gaya tha.

Priya ke char orgasm hue us raat. Dono mard bhi uske andar aur boobs par jhad gaye. Teeno thak kar bed par let gaye. Priya dono ke beech mein leti thi. Ek haath Rahul ke lund par, dusra Amit ke chest par.

Subah Priya ne muskurate hue kaha, “Amit… Rahul… ab se yeh hamara secret rahega. Garmi mein hum teeno saath mein enjoy karenge. Main dono ko khush rakhungi.”

Amit ne uske boobs par kiss kiya, “Haan Priya… main bhi enjoy kar raha hoon. Jealousy ke saath maza bhi hai.”

Rahul ne sirf smile kiya aur Priya ki chut par haath fer diya, “Bhabhi… aap ab hamari ho.”

Ghar mein ab roz ki masti shuru ho gayi thi. Priya Bhabhi ki teasing ab teeno ke liye thi. Garmi ki aag kabhi nahi bujhne wali thi.