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In the serene, tree-lined suburbs of Pune, where old bungalows hid behind high compound walls and bougainvillea crept over iron gates, Mahesh Sharma lived with his 22-year-old daughter, Bhavya. He had raised her alone after her mother left when Bhavya was barely three. Now, fresh out of college and staying home while she figured out her future, the house felt smaller, warmer, and far more dangerous than it ever had. Mahesh was 45, still powerfully built from years in the construction business. Salt-and-pepper hair, strong arms, and quiet confidence. Bhavya had grown into a breathtaking young woman — long, wavy auburn hair, bright green eyes she inherited from her mother, and a body that curved generously in all the right places. She moved around the house in tiny shorts and loose tank tops, completely at ease, unaware — or perhaps fully aware — of the effect she had on him. It began innocently. Late-night movies on the large sofa in the living room. Bhavya would curl into his side li...

Ghar Ke Naukar Ka Raaz || Desi hindi sex stories

 Ghar Ke Naukar Ka Raaz || Desi hindi sex stories 

Hello doston, main Rohan, 21 saal ka college student. Yeh kahani bilkul real hai jo mere saath hue ek wild incident ki hai. Main Lucknow ke ek posh area mein rehta hoon. Ghar mein sirf main, mummy aur papa hain. Dono bahut busy rehte hain – mummy bank mein job karti hain aur papa ka construction ka business hai. Isliye ghar ka saara kaam dekhne ke liye humne ek permanent naukar rakha hua hai.

Uska naam Suresh hai, lekin main use Suresh kaka bulata hoon. Uski umar karib 42 saal hai. Woh humare ghar ke peeche wale servant quarter mein hi rehta hai. Uske family ke baare mein zyada nahi pata, sirf itna ki uski biwi ne usse chhod diya tha aur bachchon ko leke chali gayi thi. Woh bahut hardworking tha, isliye mummy-papa uspe poora bharosa karte the.

Ek din mummy ne bataya ki meri mausi Ritu humare ghar aa rahi hain ek hafte ke liye. Mausi Lucknow ke paas ek chhote sheher mein rehti hain aur unka yahan kuch official kaam tha. Main bahut khush ho gaya kyunki mausi se meri bahut banti thi – hamesha masti-mazak, hasi-mazak chalta rehta tha.

Ritu mausi 36 saal ki hain. Unka rang gehra saawla hai lekin figure zabardast – 36-30-38. Badi-badi chuchiyan, patli kamar aur moti gol gaand. Unke pati ki death hue 4-5 saal ho chuke the. Sasural walon ne unhe pareshan karna shuru kar diya tha, isliye unhone apna chhota sa flat le liya aur akeli rehne lagi. Job bhi karti hain, isliye financially independent hain.

Jab mausi aa gayin, ghar mein masti ka mahaul ban gaya. Raat ko dinner ke time hum dono ne itne jokes maare ki mummy-papa bhi has has ke lotpot ho rahe the. Dinner ke baad sab so gaye. Mausi ko first floor pe mera room ke bilkul saath wala guest room diya gaya tha. End wala room tha, jisme se bahar jaane ke liye mere room ke saamne se guzarna padta tha.

Main jaldi so gaya. Aadhi raat ke around meri neend khul gayi. Ek bura sapna dekh liya tha, dil dhadak raha tha. Maine socha chhat pe thodi hawa kha lun. Room se bahar nikla aur staircase ki taraf badha hi tha ki mausi ke room se halki si awaaz aayi.

Pehle toh laga shayad mausi paani peene uthi hain. Lekin awaaz aur tez hoti gayi – woh aise moans aur siskiyan thi jo sex ke time nikalti hain. Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga. Mann kiya dekhne ka. Dheere se unke room ke darwaze tak pahuncha. Kundi nahi lagi thi, sirf halka sa dhakka diya aur darwaza thoda khul gaya.

Andar jhaankte hi mera muh khula reh gaya. Mausi akeli nahi thi – Suresh kaka unke saath bed pe the!

Mausi sirf black bra aur matching panty mein leti hui thi. Suresh kaka underwear mein unke upar let kar unke honthon ko choos raha tha. Dono ek dusre se lipte hue the. Mausi ki badi chuchiyan kaka ke seene se dab rahi thi. Main shock mein tha – mausi aur ghar ka naukar? Kab se chal raha tha yeh sab?

Kaka neeche sarak kar mausi ki cleavage mein muh daal diya aur zor-zor se choomne-chusne lage. Mausi aankhein band kiye “ahhh… haan… aur zor se…” kar rahi thi aur kaka ke sar ko apni badi chuchiyon mein daba rahi thi.

Fir kaka ne mausi ki bra ka hook khola aur usko side mein phenk diya. Mausi ke nange boobs bahut bade aur bhare hue the, nipples dark aur sakht ho chuke the. Kaka unko paaglon ki tarah choosne laga – ek ko muh mein lekar zor se chus raha tha, dusre ko haath se masal raha tha. Mausi siskiyan bhar rahi thi aur apni body ko tadpa rahi thi.

Kaka neeche gaye, mausi ki panty ko dheere se neeche khinch diya. Ab mausi poori tarah nangi thi. Unki chut clean shaved thi aur already geeli ho chuki thi, chamak rahi thi. Kaka ne unki chut ko chaatna shuru kar diya. Mausi ki taangein khul gayin aur wo apni gaand utha-utha kar kaka ki jeebh ko andar dabane lagi. “Haa kaka… aur chooso… bahut maza aa raha hai…”

Kuch der chut chaatne ke baad kaka khade hue aur apna underwear utaar diya. Unka lund 7 inch ke around tha, mota aur sakht. Mausi usko dekh kar uth baithi aur turant muh mein le liya. Wo bahut achhe se blowjob de rahi thi – upar neeche muh hilati, kabhi balls ko chaat ti. Mera apna lund pant ke andar khada ho chuka tha. Main wahan khade-khade hi apna lund sehlane laga.

Thodi der baad mausi let gayi, taangein faila di. Kaka unke beech aa gaya aur apne lund ko unki geeli chut pe ragadne laga. Ek zor ka dhakka – poora lund andar chala gaya. Mausi ne muh par haath rakh liya cheekh rokne ke liye, lekin phir bhi “aaahhh…” nikal hi gaya.

Kaka ne mausi ke honthon ko apne honthon se daba liya aur zor-zor se dhakke marne lage. Pehle dard tha, lekin jaldi hi mausi bhi gaand utha-utha kar chudne lagi. Awaz aa rahi thi – “puch… puch… puch…” har dhakke ki. Kaka kabhi mausi ke boobs choos rahe the, kabhi gale ko chaat rahe the.

Main darwaze ke peeche khada apna lund masal raha tha. Itna garam scene dekh kar mera jaldi hi nikal gaya.

Kuch der ki tez chudai ke baad kaka ne lund bahar nikala aur mausi ke pet aur boobs par garam maal ki pichkari maar di. Dono thak kar let gaye. Mausi ne kaka ko kiss kiya aur dheere se boli, “Kal raat ko phir aana… bahut din baad maza aaya.”

Main jaldi se apne room mein wapas aa gaya.

Plot Twist & Extended End:

Us raat ke baad main mausi aur Suresh kaka ke is secret affair ko roz chhup-chhup ke dekhne laga. Teen-chaar din tak yeh silsila chalta raha. Lekin ek raat jab main dekh raha tha, mausi ki nazar mere taraf pad gayi. Unhone mujhe darwaze pe khade dekh liya!

Mera dil dhadak utha. Socha ab toh sab khatam. Lekin mausi ne kaka ko rok diya, muskurayi aur haath se ishara kiya andar aane ka.

Main andar gaya. Mausi nangi hi bed pe leti thi, kaka side mein. Mausi ne dheere se kaha, “Rohan beta… bahut din se dekh raha hai na? Ab chhup ke dekhne ki zarurat nahi… aa jaa.”

Us raat mausi ne mujhe bhi apne saath involve kar liya. Pehle unhone mera lund choosa jabki Suresh kaka unki chut chod rahe the. Phir mausi ne mujhe bhi chodne diya. Teeno mil kar wild session hua – main mausi ko chod raha tha aur mausi Suresh kaka ka lund choos rahi thi.

Us hafte ke baaki din hum teeno ne bahut masti ki – kabhi raat ko, kabhi dopahar mein jab mummy-papa office the. Mausi wapas gayin toh unhone mujhe aur Suresh kaka dono ko alag-alag number de diye aur boli, “Jab mann kare call kar lena… agle baar aur mazedaar plan banayenge.”

Ab jab bhi mausi aati hain, hum teeno ka secret threesome chalta hai. Yeh raaz sirf hum teeno ke beech hai aur hum ise enjoy kar rahe hain.

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