Didi Ne Bhai Ko Banaya Diwana – Part 2
Rishton Mein Chudai
Submit Report This story is part of the Didi Ne Bhai Ko Banaya Diwana series Hello dosto, pichle episode mein aapne pada hoga ki kaise main dheere-dheere apni didi ka deewana banne laga. Uske baad to main didi ko dekhne ka koi bhi bahana nahi chodta tha. Dukan ke ladko ki baat ke baad ab didi bhi mujhse bahut khul gayi thi, or bahut khul kar baat karne lagi thi. Ek din ki baat hai. Didi ghar ka kaam kar rahi thi, or wo jhadu laga rahi thi. Achanak meri najar unper padi, to meri aankh khuli ki khuli rah gayi. Unke suit se unke 34’ boobs latke hue the, or unkhone shayad bra nahi pahni thi, jisse unka cleavage bahut hi saaf dikh raha tha. Main newspaper ke aad se baar- baar unhe hi dekha jar raha tha, or apne lund ko masal raha tha. Achanak didi ki najar mujh per padi to main jhenph gaya. Didi mere pass aayi or boli – Didi – Ye kya ho raha hai? Me – Kuch nahi didi. Bas newspaper padh raha hu. Didi (gusse se): Wo to padh rahe ho, dekh kya rahe ho? Me – Main wo wo wo.. Didi – Wo wo kya? Me – Sorry, didi. Didi hasne lagi or boli, “Ab samjah aaya wo dukan per ladke kyo dekh rahe the, Ye sab normal hai Raj. Iss umar me aisa hota hai.” Me – Sorry didi, main aap per gussa hua or aapka dukan jana band kara diya. Didi – Koi baat nahi, it’s ok. Me – Nahi, didi. Ab aap aaram se dukan jaya karo mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai, per kya sach me aapko bura nahi laga jab maine un ladko ke bare me aapko bataya. Didi – Raj, hum ladkiyo ko ye accha lagta hai ki koi ladka unhe dhyan se dekhe. Me – Theek hai didi, fir aap jaroor jaya karo. Didi – Soch lo, wo ladke phir tumhari behan ko dekhenge. Me – Didi, ab meri tang mat kheecho. Didi – Ok, but ek shirt per. Me – Wo kya? Didi – Tum bhi wha khade rahoge, or mujhe bataoge ki wo ladke kya kahte hai, manjoor hai? Me (khush hote hue): Manjoor hai (Ab main didi ko officially dekh sakta tha). Agle din hamare plan ke according, main pahle hi dukan per ja kar khada ho gaya. Wo ladke wahi khade the. Thodi der me didi aayi. Aaj unki chal kuch jyada hi lachili thi. Unki gand mast matak rahi thi. Achanak un ladko ki najar didi per padi to wo bole, Pehla ladka – Dekh-dekh aaj apna maal kitne din baad aaya hai. Dusra ladka – Ha yaar, sali kya cheej hai. Pehla ladka – Bhai roj iske naam ki muth marta hu. Ek baar dila de iski bas. Dusra ladka – Soch jab ye ghodi banegi to peeche se iski gaand or choot ka scene kya gajab hoga, soch ke dekh. Pehla ladka – Ha bhai, mujhe dikahi de raha hai. Ye ghodi bani hui hai. Aahhh..maine iski choot me loda dala hua hai, or tune aage se iske munh me dala hua hai, or hamare dakkho se iske chuche niche hil rahe hai. Dusra ladka – Bhaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii..yahi out karwayega kya? Achanak main bola, “Aap log unke bare me itni gandi baat kar rahe ho, wo aapki behan hoti to?” Pehla ladka – Bhai aisi behan ke liye to main behanchod bhi ban jaunga, or tujhe kya lagta hai iska bhai isko nahi pelta hoga, or tujhe kya dikkat hai teri behan hai kya sale? (or dono jor-jor se hasne lage). Didi tab tak ghar ja chuki thi. Main bhi ghar aa gaya. Wo mera hi wait kar rahi thi, lekin aaj papa thoda office late gaye to baat nahi hui. Dopahar ko jab main school sew aaya to didi ghar aa chuki thi, or mere liye khane ka wait kar rahi thi. Maine khana khaya or leit gaya. Didi mere pass aayi or boli, Didi – Ha to Raj, subah kya baat suni tumne un ladko ki (didi bahut excited thi janne ke liye). Me – Kuch nahi, bus aise hi bakwas kar rahe the. Didi – Are to kuch kahi bhi to rahe honge. Me – Nahi didi, bus usi din jaise gandi baate (main didi ko pareshan kar raha tha). Didi – Khul ke bata na, please. Me – Ok, didi. Phir maine didi ko subah ki bate batayi, lekin gande shabdo ka istmal nahi kiya, jaise choocho ko maine boobs hi kaha or gand ko hips. Didi – Hmm..lekin wo ladke aise to nahi bol rahe honge. Me – Ha didi, lekin main aapko nahi bata sakta. Didi – Bata na..Please. Phir maine didi ko sari baat batayi. Wo mere munh se lund, choot, gand sun-sunkar bahut he mast ho rahi thi, or hans rahi thi. Last me maine unko ye bhi bataya ki iske liye to iska bhai bhi behanchod ban jayega. Didi sharma gayi, or unka chehra ekdum lal ho gaya phir boli, Didi – Mujhe pata hai mera bhai mere sath aisa nahi karega. Me – Didi, lekin kal jab aap jhadu laga rahi to maine aapke boobs dekhe to mujhe bahut accha laga. Didi – Accha ji, kya achha laga? Me – Didi un dono ke beech me jo line ban rahi thi, bus uss per se najar nahi hat rahi thi. Didi – Use cleavage bolte hai. Tune kabhi kisi ladki ke boobs nahi dekhe kya? Me – Didi kisi ladki ke to nahi per.. Didi – Per kya bata? Me – Didi, wo aap gussa to nahi hogi na. Aunty ke dekhe hai. Didi – Kiske? Kaise? Bata. Me – Didi, wo jab mausi aap ko yaha chodne aayi thi na, to unke dekhe the. Didi – Badmash. Meri ma ke boobs dekhta hai, shaitan chal koi baat nahi, lekin tune unke dekhe kaise or kaise lage meri ma ke boobs (shararti muskurate hue). Me – Wo, didi aap ko to pata haai. Mausi or mausa ji guest room me ruke the, or guest room ka toilet mere room ke sath attached hai. Didi – Ha to.. Me – To jab main raat ko toilet karne gaya, to main mausi or mausaji ko dekha. Unki taraf ka darwaja halka sa khula hua tha. Didi – Kyaaaa? Tune mere mummy-papa ko sex karte hue dekha? (Wo ekdum excited ho gayi or bed se uchalne lagi). Me – Nahi didi, sex karte hue to nahi per.. Didi – Per kya bata na, jaldi. Me – Wo..mausa ji bilkul nange the, or mausi ne keval petticoat pehna hua tha. Mausaji khade the or mausi unka lund choos rahi thi. Didi – Kyaaaa? WOWWWW.. Sach me mummy lund choose rahi thi. Me – Ha didi, or mausaji beech-beech me mausi ke boobs daba rahe the. Didi – Yaar, believe nahi hota. Meri mummy itni modern hai or kya dekha bata na? Me – Bus uske baad mujhse ruka nahi gaya or main apne room me aa gaya.