Sali nahi, toh sale ki biwi hi sahi!
chut, desi kahani, jiju

Main Sunil hun, Mumbai ka rehne wala. 2.5 saal pehle mere saale (i.e. biwi ka bhai) Harshit ki shadi hui thi. Uski biwi Manisha slim and B-cup wali thi. Usko dekh ke hi mere maan ke gande gande khayal aa jate the. Par kabhi kuch kar nahi paya. Rishte kharab ho jate. Harshit ka job private banking mein hai. 6 mahine pehle uski posting Mumbai mein hui. Ussi time usko ek beta bhi hua tha. Usko maine apne hi locality mein ek bhade pe ghar dila diya tha. 2 mahine baad Manisha bhi yahan shift ho gayi thi. Bete hone ke wajah se uske boobs thode aur bade ho gaye the. Meri hamesha najar rehti uspe. Woh ghar pe loose kurti pehanti. To jab jhukti, main andar dekhta. Bohut hi tempt hota ki ek baar daba daba ke chus lu. Mushkil se control kar pata. Thoda flirt jarur karta tha. Harshit ke samne bhi usko chhedta (verbally), tang khichta. Yehi sab wajah se uske sath achi jam jati. Woh bhi “jiju jiju” kar ke baatein karti. Acha rishta ban gaya tha par usko pata nahi tha meri najar gandi hai. Ek raat woh log dinner pe aaye the. Wapas jane ke time maine Manisha aur uske bete Raghav ko bike pe drop kar diya. Harshit walk kar ke aa raha tha. Tab tak main aur Manisha uske building ke niche hi khade baatein kar rahe the. Baaton baaton mein Manisha ne bola: Manisha: Pata nahi ye kahan reh gaye ab tak. (Harshit pahuncha nahi tha) Main: (Raghav ko dekh ke) Dekh Raghav, teri mummy se control nahi ho raha hai. Ye sunte hi Manisha chok gayi. Boli, “Kuch bhi, jiju,” aur halka sa has di. Main: (abhi bhi Raghav ko dekhte hue) Aaj jaldi so jana bete. Mummy papa ko bohut kaam karna hai. Manisha wapas has di aur mere shoulder pe maar ke boli, “Kuch bhi mat bolo, jiju.” Humne 2 min aur baatein ki itne mein Harshit aa gaya. Woh log upar ghar mein chale gaye aur main wapas apne ghar aa gaya. Raste mein wahi soch raha tha uski hasi ka matlab kya samjhu? Kya woh fas rahi hai ya bohut masoom hai? Par main ye mauka gavana nahi chahta tha. Momentum ko continue rakhna tha. To next day Insta pe ek jiju-saali ka double meaning wala reel bheja usko. Mujhe pata tha uski insta Harshit nahi dekhta. Mahisha ka reply: (reel pe hasne wala emoji dala tha) Kya baat hai jiju, saali ko miss kar rahe ho? Main: Haan yar, kash koi saali hoti, affair karne ka maza aata. Manisha: (2-3 saaliyon ka naam leke boli) Ye sab to hai. Main: Woh sab cousins hai re. Unke sath jyada baatein bhi nahi hoti to aur kya hi karunga. Manisha: Ahmm ahmm. Aur kya karna hai, jiju? Main: Wahi jo jiju saali ke bich hota hai! Manisha: Lagte to nahi ho aap aesa kuch karoge. Main: Kyu nahi kar sakta? Jiju apni saali se pyar nahi kar sakta kya? Manisha: Kar sakta hai par ye sab thode na karenge? Main: Agar hoti to pata chal jata na. Manisha: Aahi hai, jiju. Chat waha hi khatam ho gayi. Maine jaan bhuj ke jyada khicha nahi. Socha 1 step at a time. Next day Manisha ne bhi koi husband-wife wali funny meme bheji. Maine hasne wala emoji chipka diya. Manisha ka msg: Kya kar rahe ho jiju? Main: Saali ko miss kar raha hu. Manisha: Haha. Jo karna hai didi (meri biwi) ke sath karo na. Main: Woh to karta hi hu na. Par saali wala pyar alag hota hai. Manisha: Aesa kya? Main: Aur nahi to kya. Tumhare jiju tumse pyar nahi karte? Manisha: Nahi to. Woh to normal hi rehte hai. Main: Kash main jiju hota. Tumse hi pyar kar leta. Manisha: Haha, jiju to aap ho hi. Main: Par pyar nahi hai na. Manisha: Woh kese hota hai? Main: Jisme hath pakad sake, hug kar sake, ched sake. Manisha: bas bas. Itna hi jiju, haan. Main (thoda sa darr gaya tha): Dekha, tumne abhi se hi rok diya. Saali hoti to sath deti. Care karti. Manisha: Bichare jiju. Kya hi kare ab. Maine jyada khicha nahi. Darr gaya tha kahi ye msg Harshit ko padha de. Raat ko mujhe laga Harshit message kar ke galiyan dega. Par uska message aaya nahi. Next day uska call aaya. Meri fatt gayi thi. Maine call uthaya to pucha, “Yahan aas pas bacho ka doctor konsa hai acha wala?” Mujhe thoda aaram mila. Main: Kyu? Kya hua? Harshit: Raghav ko raat se bukhar hai. Ja nahi raha. Maine ek doctor ka naam aur address diya. Harshit: Aap sham tak kab ghar aaoge? Main: Pata nahi. Kaam pe hai. Doctor ke pas jana hai kya? Harshit: Haan. Agar main time pe nahi aa paya to aap ja paoge? Main: Haan. Tera schedule bata dena sham tak. Nahi to main jaldi nikal lunga office se. Sham mein Harshit ne bola ki woh nahi ja payega ghar. To main chala gaya jaldi. Ghar jake bike liya aur Manisha ko leke doctor ke pas gaya. Doctor ne bola viral fever hai. 3 din mein chala jayega aur dawaiya de di. Hum fir Manisha ke ghar gaye. Raghav ko room mein sulaya. Manisha fir kitchen mein gayi. Main uske piche piche gaya. Usne refrigerator se sarbat ka bottle nikala. Main samaj gaya mere liye bana rahi hai. Maine uski hath se bottle liya aur bola: Main: Rehne do. Kitni thak gayi ho. Rest karo. Ye sab ki jarurat nahi hai. Manisha: Nahi jiju. Bana deti hu. Aap 5 min betho. Main: Aap bhi aake beth jao. Aapko jyada rest ki jarurat hai. Woh waha hi khadi thi kitchen mein, gas ki taraf face kar ke. Maine bottle ko fridge mein rakha. Uske pas gaya aur side se shoulder ko pakad ke (side hug) kar ke bola. Main: Thoda aaram kar lo aap bhi. Aapko jarurat hai bohut. Manisha: Raat bhar jaag hi rahi thi. Ye (Raghav) uth uth ke ro raha tha. Main: Samaj sakta hu. Maine bhi ye sab din dekhe hai. Bacha hai, thik ho jayega. Relax kro Aur usko wese hi pakde room mein leke gaya aur Raghav ke pas bithaya. Aur uske forehead pe halka sa kiss kiya. Pata nahi kyun kiya woh kiss aur kese ho gaya woh kiss, par ho gaya. Fir maine dim light chalu ki, window ka parda lagaya. Main: Harshit to thoda late hi aayega. Tab tak rest kar lo. Main gate lock kar dunga. Main fir apne ghar chala gaya. Worried about her ki kese sab manage karegi. Darr bhi tha woh forehead kiss ka kya samjhegi? Kya bolegi Harshit ko? Kya hoga. Par iss baar thoda bharosa tha ki shayad na hi bole. Next day uska insta message: Manisha: Thank you, jiju. Main: Kis liye? Manisha: Kal doctor ke pas leke jane ke liye aur fir ghar pe rest karwane ke liye. Main: Pagal hai kya. Apno ke liye nahi karunga to kiske liye karunga? Main: (hug wala emoji) Manisha: (hug wala emoji) Mujhe acha laga woh emoji dekh ke. Maan mein bohut sare khayal aaye. Par maine woh point ko khicha nahi. Raghav ke bare mein baat karne laga main. 3 din baad main office se thoda jaldi aaya to socha pehle Raghav ka haal puch lu fir hi ghar jau. Harshit to late hi aane wala tha. Main chala gaya. Manisha ne gate khola. As usual usne loose kurti and legging pehna tha. Raghav room mein soya tha to main Raghav ke pas jake beth gaya. Manisha kitchen mein gayi aur pani ka glass leke aai aur tray ko mere samne bed pe rakh diya. Woh juki to uski cleavage dikhi, aur red color ki bra. Dekh ke hi mood ban gaya tha mera to. Hum Raghav ke bare mein hi baatein kar rahe the. 2 din se thik lag raha hai usko ab. Manisha: Abhi hi soya hai woh. To main phone chala rahi thi. Aapko hi message karne wali thi ki aap aa gaye. Main: Dekho, shaitan ka naam lo aur shaitan hajir. Woh thoda has di. Main: Aapki tabiyat kesi hai? Nind ho rahi hai? Manisha: Haan. Thik hai ab. Ye (Raghav) so jata hai to main bhi so jati hun. Main: Haan. Din mein nind ho jati hogi. Raat mein ko iske papa kahan hi sone dete honge. Manisha: (haste hue) Kuch bhi, jiju. Main: Aur nahi to kya. Din mein ye nahi chodta hoga, raat mein iske papa nahi chodte honge Manisha: Haha. Nahi jiju. Inko (Harshit) kaam se hi kaha fursat. Raat ko thak ke aata hai aur so jate hai. Main: Rehne do. Ab to aapka figure aur acha ho gaya hai (implying bigger boobs). Harshit to ready hi rehta hoga ab to. Manisha: Na jiju. Aesa kuch nahi hai. Woh uth ke kitchen mein jane lagi. Main bhi piche piche gaya. Main: Haan, ab bataogi nahi woh alag baat hai. Manisha: Nahi jiju. Ab hum purane ho gaye hai. Kon puchta hai hame. Main: Rehne do. Chahne walo ki line lagi hogi. Manisha: Koi nahi hai. jo bhi hai ab ye (Harshit) hi hai. Main: (tease karte hue) Insta check karunga to sab pata chal jayega. Manisha: kar lo. Koi nahi hai. kisi ko bache ki maa achi nahi lagti. Main: Kuch bhi. Itni pyari ho, khubsurat ho, sexy bhi ho. Bahuto ko pasand hogi tum to. Manisha: Kuch nahi hai. moti ho gayi hun. Main: (Boobs ki taraf ishaara karte hue): mote to ye hue hai. Aap to ab bhi best ho. Manisha: Kuch bhi jiju. Budhi (old age) ho gayi hu main ab. Koi nahi dekhta mujhe. Main: Har koi dekhta hai, Manisha. Main dekhta hu. Itni pyari jo ho. Woh platform pe naste ka plate laga rahi thi. Main uske right side mein khada tha. Pata nahi kese hua par maine uska right wala boob pakad liya aur bola Main: Achi lagti ho tum. Woh chonk gayi. Straight ho gayi. Namkeen uske hath se chut ke wapas dabbe mein gir gaya. Main uske piche khade ho gaya aur dono boob pakad ke dabane laga (kurti ke upar se hi). Woh mera hath dur karne lagi. Manisha: Ye kya kar rahe ho, jiju? Main: (boob dabate hue) Pyar aa raha hai, Manu. Pyar kar raha hu. (aur piche se shoulder pe kiss kiya) Manisha: (hath dur karne ki koshis karte hue) Ye sab nahi jiju. Please… Main: Kyun? Kya problem hai? Manisha: Ye sab galat hai jiju. Main: Pyar galat hai mera? Manisha: Pyar care acha hai, par ye sab nahi. Chodo mujhe. Woh mera hath dur karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Par main dabate raha. Main: Pyar hai to hai ab. Raha nahi jata, Manu. Thoda pyar karunga. Aur itna bol ke maine right hand ko uski kurti ke neck se andar daal diya. Sidha left bra ke upar aur dbane laga. Aur left hand se kurti ke upar se hi right boob daba raha tha. Jese ki usko hug kiya ho with crossed arms. Par dono boobs dabate hue. Manisha: Nahi jiju. Please. Ye sab galat hai. Main: Kuch galat nahi hai. Pyar hai to hai ab. Aur left wale hand ko bra ke andar daal ke siddha boob pakad liya. Acha grip aa raha tha. Nipple pura feel hua. Mera lund tight ho gaya tha. Main uske piche chipak ke khada ho gaya tha. Left boob ko masalne laga. Mere left hand (jo kurti ke upar se right boob daba raha tha) se kurti ko thoda upar kiya. Niche se hath andar daal ke right boob ko bra ke upar se pakda aur dbane laga. Manisha: Mat karo, jiju. Jane do. Inko pata chal gaya to kya hoga. Main: Nahi pata chalega jaan. Ye hamara pyar hai. Hamare bich hi hoga. Manisha: Nahi kar sakti main ye sab. Inko dhokha nahi de sakti. Main: Pyar hai to pyar kar. Jyada mat soch. Aur neck pe kiss kar raha tha. Bite kar raha tha. Ek jhatka mein maine dono hath bahar nikal ke aage ke side leke aaya, uski kurti upar ki aur bra ko dono side se pakad ke upar kar ke dono boob pakad liye aur masalne laga. Woh mera hath dur karne mein lagi thi. Par main dbate raha. Bich bich mein belly ko pakad ke dbata aur hath wapas boob pe leke aake dabata. Manisha: Ahhh jiju. Dukh raha hai, mat karo. Galat hai. Main: Ye galti main puri zindagi krunga Manisha. Aap pasand ho mujhe. I like you. Aur right hand ko main niche salwar pe leke gaya chut ko pakda. Itne mein woh jor se hili. Manish: Nahi jiju. Please niche nahi. Nahi please. Main samaj gaya niche usko nahi jana hai. Too pativrata. To maine hath wapas upar le liya. Atleast upar ka rasta clear dikh raha tha ab. Dono nipple pakad ke masalne laga aur neck pe kiss karne laga. Piche se mere kadak lund ko uske gaand pe daba raha tha. Fir maine uski kurti dono side se pakdi aur upar kar taraf khich. Usne hath tight kar liye, nikalne nahi de rahi thi. Par maine uske elbow bhi pakad ke upar kiye aur kurti nikal di. Bra to upar ho gayi thi. Boobs ache se pakad ke masalne laga aur back pe kiss karne laga. Upar back ko lick kiya. Mere dono hath uske boobs pe the, uske dono hath mere hath pe jese, jese ki boobs ko hide karna chahti ho. Fir dono hath piche lake bra ka hook khol ke bra ko dono side kiya aur bare back pe hath ghumaya aur usko aage kitchen platform pe thoda bend kar ke back ko lick kiya. Neck se leke middle back tak aur fir upper back ko pura lick kiya Dono hath se waist ko pakad ke dabaya, masla aur kamar ko lick karte rahe. Wapas dono hath boob pe leke jake pakda aur masalne laga. Fingers ke bich nipples ko pakad ke masalne laga. Wahan hi khade khade maine apna shirt nikal ke side mein feka aur baniyan nikal di. Manisha: Ye kya kar rahe ho, jiju? Main: Pyar kar raha hu, jaan. Tu bhi kar. Sath de. Usko meri taraf ghumaya aur tightly hug kiya. Uske neck pe kiss kiya. Uske lips pe apna lips rakha par usne face side kar liya. Maine bra ke elastic ko dono side se pakda aur khich ke fek diya. Ab dono topless the. Main bend hoke uske boobs ko muh mein liya. Woh mere sar ko dur karne lagi. Par maine force kiya aur boob chusne laga. Usne tightly mere sar ke baal pakad liye the. Main bari bari se dono boob chus raha tha aur dusra wala daba raha tha. Nipple pe tongue ghuma raha tha. Nipple ko lips se pakad ke khich raha tha. Uska sarir bhi machal raha tha. Meri kamar dukhne lagi bend ho ho ke. To maine uska hath pakda aur hall mein leke aaya aur sofa-cum-bed pe sulaya. Woh uthne lagi. Main uske waist pe aake beth gaya aur uske dono hath side mein pakad ke boobs chusne laga. Bari bari se dono boobs chus raha tha. Woh apne gaand ko upar niche kar rahi thi, machal rahi thi. Main samaj gaya usko bhi acha lag to raha hoga. Maine dono hathon se uske dono boobs pakde aur bari bari se chusne laga, masalne laga aur tongue se nipples ke sath khelne laga. Woh bohut machal rahi thi. Hath mere sar pe rakh diya tha. Maine uske dono hath upar ke side kar ke left hand se pakad liya. Aur right hand se uske nipple ko khicha, pakad ke twist kiya, teeth se halka sa bite kiya. Fir nipple chuste chuste hath ko wapas chut pe leke gaya. Woh uchalne lagi. Manisha: Nahi jiju. Please niche nahi. Galat hai ye sab. Please jiju. Main: To main kya kru (lund ko pant ke upar se pakad ke). Thoda aaram to chahiye na. Manisha: Woh sab mujhe pata nahi. Par please niche nahi, jiju. Main sofa ke side mein khada hoke pant aur underwear nikal di. Nanga ho gaya, tight lund ke sath. Woh beth gayi sofa pe. Maine usko wapas sulaya aur uske waist pe aa gaya. Woh soi thi, mein uske waist pe betha tha. Left hand se uske nipple masalte khichte right hand se apna lund hilane laga. Manisha: Kya kar rahe ho, jiju? Main: Niche nahi dalunga. Par pyar to karna hai, jaan. Woh kuch boli nahi. Main left hand se dono boob bari bari se daba raha tha aur right hand se lund hila raha tha. Thodi der aesa karne ke baad maine pani uske belly pe nikal diya. Uska expression dekh ke laga jese usko ye acha nahi lagi. Maine pura pani uske belly pe nikala. Thoda aaram mila mujhe. Fir maine pas mein pade ek chote towel se uski belly clean ki. Usko siddha bithaya aur forehead pe kiss kiya. Uske pas beth ke neck pe kiss kiya. Kiss karte karte boob ko halka halka dabaya. Fir uski taraf dekha. Usne meri taraf dekha. Maine apne lips uske lips pe rakh diya. Usne wapas face mod liya. Main: Pyar hai to pyar kar, Manu. Acha lagta hai tere sath. Manisha: Par ye sab galat hai na jiju Main: Galat kya hota hai. Pyar hai to hai. Roj roj thoda na hoga. Mauka mila to thoda kar lenge. Manisha: Par main sirf inki hi hu. Main: Tu meri bhi hai. Pyar main bhi to karta hu. Aur usko side se hug kar ke pakad liya. Main: Dekh kitni sexy hai tu. Aur itna bol ke ek boob pakad ke masalne laga. Manisha: (thoda masti mein) Chodo jiju. Aur uth ke kitchen mein gayi. Maine bhi apne kapde pehne aur usne bhi.  Fir kitchen mein usko samne se hug kiya. Mere dono hath uske kamar pe, uske hath mere chest pe. Uski aankhon mein dekh ke bola, “I love you, Manisha.” Manisha: Rehne do jiju. Aapne apna matlab nikal liya. Main: Isme matlab kuch nahi hai. Pyar hai. aur hamesha rahega. Manisha: Kuch nahi rahega. Aapne fayda utha liya. Ab aap bor ho jaoge mere se. Main: Bilkul nahi hounga. Dekh lena. Aur bend hoke neck pe kiss kiya aur ek hath ko boob pe rakh k dbaya Usne hath dur kiya aur room mein chali gayi. Main bhi room mein gaya. Woh Raghav ke pas beth gayi. Main side mein khada hua, bend hoke uske forehead pe kiss kiya. Main: Apna dhyan rakhna. Kal parso wapas milenge. Manisha: Jarurat nahi hai aane ki. Main: Aaunga. Aur pyar jo karna hai. Manisha: Kuch nahi karna hai aur. Main: Karna to hai jaan. Puri zindagi karna hai. Woh mujhe dekhti rahi. Iss baar uski aankhon mein gussa nahi tha, na hi kuch resistance. Fir main apne ghar chala gaya. Kaisa laga mera experience? Kuch galat to nahi kiya na? Message karna [email protected] pe.