Mera naam Rohan hai, 24 saal ka jawaan khoon, 6-foot lamba, gym body aur ek 7-inch ka mota lund jo hamesha taiyaar rehta hai. Bhabhi ka naam Simran, 27 saal ki, bilkul maal – gora rang, 34-28-36 figure, bade-bade rasile boobs, patli kamar aur ek gol-gol badi si gaand jo salwar mein bhi hilti thi. Shaadi ke baad bhi unki chut bilkul tight thi, bhaiya shayad thokte hi nahi the poora.

June ki dopahar, 45 degree garmi. Main aur Simran bhabhi akela lift mein. Woh white cotton kurti aur tight pink salwar mein thi, black lace bra aur matching panty andar. Lift 8th floor pe atak gayi. Bijli gayi, AC band, andhera.

10 minute mein paseena nikal aaya. Bhabhi ki white kurti poori geeli, bilkul transparent. Black bra ke saath unke bade-bade nipples saaf dikh rahe the, khade ho gaye the garmi aur tension mein. Unki saansein tez, seena upar-neeche ho raha tha.

“Rohan… kitna time lagega?” unki awaaz mein darr aur kuch aur bhi tha.

“Guard bola 35-40 minute bhabhi.”

Bhabhi ko chakkar aaya, unhone mera shoulder pakad liya. Mera lund already khada hone laga tha. Maine himmat karke haath unki kamar pe rakh diya. Woh kuch nahi boli, bas nazrein neeche kar li.

Phir dheere se unka sar mere shoulder pe aa gaya. Unki garam saansein meri gardan pe lag rahi thi. Maine unki kamar ko dabaya, phir haath neeche le jaake unki badi si gaand pe rakh diya. Bilkul mulayam aur garam.

“Rohan… yeh galat hai…” boli, lekin haath nahi hataya.

Maine unki gaand ko zor se dabaya, “Bhabhi, garmi mein kuch bhi ho sakta hai…”

Unhone aankhein band kar li. Maine seedha unke hoth pe kiss kar diya. Pehla kiss halka, phir zabardast. Unki jeebh andar, hum dono ek doosre ko kha rahe the. Paseena, saliva, sab mix.

Maine kurti upar ki, bra ke hook khol diye. Do bade-bade safed boobs bahar aa gaye, pink nipples bilkul khade. Maine ek muh mein liya, zor-zor se choosa. Bhabhi siskaari lene lagi, “Aaaah… Rohan… dheere…”

Phir dusra boob, kaatne laga nipple. Unka haath meri pant pe aa gaya, zip khol di. Mera 7-inch ka lund bahar, bilkul kadak. Bhabhi ne haath mein liya aur upar-neeche karne lagi.

“Kitna mota hai tera lund… bhaiya ka toh aadha bhi nahi…” dheere se boli.

Maine salwar ka naada khola, panty neeche ki. Unki chut bilkul geeli, pink aur clean shaved. Do ungli andar daali, pani nikal aaya. Bhabhi ki aankhein band, muh khula.

“Rohan… chod de mujhe… abhi… yahin…”

Maine unhe diwar se tikaya, ek taang uthayi aur apna mota lund unki geeli chut pe ragadne laga. Phir ek jhatka maara, poora andar. Bhabhi chillayi, “Aaaah… mar gayi… kitna mota hai…”

Tight chut mein lund ko ghusaane mein mazaa aa raha tha. Maine speed badhayi, zor-zor se thokne laga. Lift hil rahi thi hamare jhatkon se. Bhabhi ki gaand mere haathon mein, zor se daba raha tha.

“Chod… aur zor se chod apni bhabhi ko… teri randi bana de…”

Phir position badli. Bhabhi ne ghodi ban gayi, haath diwar pe. Maine peeche se unki gaand ke beech mein lund ragda, phir chut mein ghusa diya. Ek haath se boobs daba raha tha, dusre se chut pe ungli.

10 minute tak zor-zor se thoka. Bhabhi do baar jhad chuki thi, chut se pani beh raha tha. Phir main bhi jhadne wala tha.

“Bhabhi… andar hi daal doon?”

“Daal de… aaj se teri hi hoon…”

Ek zor ka jhatka, poora lund andar, garam virya unki chut mein bhar diya. Dono saansein phooli, paseene se tar.

Phir jaldi se kapde theek kiye. Bhabhi ki black panty mere haath mein, maine pocket mein daal li. Unki lipstick mere collar, gardan aur shirt pe lag gayi thi.

Lift khuli. Guard bola, “Sorry sir, time lag gaya.”

Bhabhi ne sharma ke nazrein neeche ki, lekin hothon pe halki si smile thi.

Lift se nikalte waqt bhabhi ne kaan mein kaha,

“Raat ko terrace pe aana… teri bhabhi ki gaand bhi maang rahi hai aaj.”

Maine pocket mein unki geeli panty ko dabaya aur muskura diya.

Raat ke 12:45 baje.

Pura building soya hua tha, bijli wapas aayi thi lekin main jaanta tha aaj phir “current” jayega.

Main terrace ka darwaza khola. Andhera, sirf chandni aur door se aati street-light.

Simran bhabhi already wahin thi. Black satin nighty pehni thi, bilkul short, ghutne se 4 inch upar. Andar kuch nahi pehna tha, nipples saaf dikh rahe the kapde ke upar se. Baalon mein khula chhod rakha tha, hawa se ud rahe the.

Mujhe dekhte hi muskuraayi, “Kitni der laga di… teri bhabhi tadap rahi thi.”

Main seedha paas gaya, peeche se hug kiya aur dono boobs zor se dabaye. Nighty ka fabric itna patla tha ki bilkul nangi lagne lagi.

“Lift mein toh sirf chut maari thi… aaj gaand bhi leni hai na?” maine kaan mein dheere se kaha.

Bhabhi ne peeche mud ke mera lund pant ke upar se pakda, “Aaj jo marzi kar… teri randi bhabhi poori raat teri hai.”

Maine nighty upar uthayi aur ek jhatke mein utaar di. Poori nangi khadi thi chandni mein – gora badan chamak raha tha. Maine bhi kapde utare, 7-inch ka lund seedha khada.

Pehle kiss kiya, zabardast wala. Phir bhabhi ko ghutno pe baithaya.

“Choos apne devar ka lund.”

Bhabhi ne muh khola aur poora lund andar le liya. Deep-throat karti chali gayi, gala tak. Lada-lada ke choos rahi thi, saliva neeche tapak raha tha. Main uske baal pakad ke muh chodne laga.

5 minute baad uthaya, parapet wall se tikaya. Peeche se gaand ke beech mein lund ragda. Unki gaand bilkul gol aur tight thi.

“Thoda dar lag raha hai Rohan… pehli baar hai gaand mein…”

Maine thook lagayi apne lund pe aur unki gaand pe. Ek ungli daali pehle, phir do. Bhabhi siskaari le rahi thi.

Phir lund ka supada gaand ke chhed pe rakha aur dheere se dhakka maara. Sirf supada andar gaya, bhabhi chillayi, “Aaaah… bahut mota hai… nahi jayega!”

“Thoda sahan kar bhabhi… aaj teri gaand phaad dunga.”

Dheere-dheere dhakke maarta gaya. Aadha lund andar tak gaya. Bhabhi ke muh se sirf “Aaaah… uufff… mar gayi…” nikal raha tha. Phir ek zor ka jhatka – poora lund andar.

Ab speed badha di. Gaand marne mein alag hi mazaa tha, bilkul tight. Bhabhi ki aankhon mein aansu aur mazaa dono the.

“Chod… aur zor se… bana de apni randi… gaand phaad de aaj!”

Maine ek haath se chut mein ungli daal di, dusre se boobs noch raha tha. 10 minute tak zor-zor se thoka. Bhabhi teesri baar jhad gayi, chut se paani neeche gir raha tha.

Phir position badli. Bhabhi ko god mein uthaya (full nelson style), dono taange upar, gaand mein lund ghusa hua. Upar-neeche kar raha tha. Unka poora wazan mere haathon mein, gaand aur zor se thap-thap ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

“Rohan… ab nahi raha jata… jhad jaaun?”

“Ek saath jhadenge bhabhi…”

20 minute baad maine speed aur badhayi. Bhabhi ki gaand ekdum laal ho gayi thi. Phir zor ka jhatka maara aur poora garam maal unki gaand ke andar chhod diya. Bhabhi bhi saath mein jhad gayi, chut se fountain sa nikal aaya.

Dono thak ke parapet pe baith gaye. Bhabhi mere shoulder pe sar rakh ke boli,

“Ab har raat bijli jayegi is building mein… samjha?”

Maine uske hoth chume aur kaha,

“Agle hafte bhaiya 10 din ke liye bahar ja rahe hain na? Phir poora ghar hi terrace bana denge.”

Bhabhi has padi aur boli,

“Tab tak toh teri bhabhi pregnant bhi ho jayegi shayad… dekhna kitna dum hai tere lund mein.”

Chandni mein hum dono nange baithe rahe… agle round ka plan banate hue.