Sasural Mein Secret Revenge || Desi hindi sex stories

 Sasural Mein Secret Revenge || Desi hindi sex stories 

Hello doston, yeh kahani hai meri – main Rani, 36 saal ki married aurat. Mera figure ab bhi bahut tight hai – 36-34-38, aur boobs 36D ke, doodh se bhare hue, jaise abhi bhi beta chhota ho. Sasural ka yeh purana haveli-style ghar hai Lucknow ke paas ek chhote sheher mein – moti-moti deewarein, purane lakdi ke darwaze, har taraf purani khushboo aur family ki purani photos jo dekh ke andar se guilt hota hai.

Aaj meri saas ki 60th birthday thi aur ghar mein chhoti si family pooja rakhi gayi thi. Saara ghar relatives se bhara pada tha. Mera beta aur hubby Mumbai mein the, isliye main teen din ke liye akeli yahan aayi thi. Subah se hi sharir mein aag si lag rahi thi – jaise koi current daud raha ho.

Pooja ke time maine ek thin white cotton saree pehni thi jo paseene mein bilkul chipak gayi thi aur andar ka sab kuch dikhne laga tha. Blouse deep neck ka tha, pallu side mein rakha tha taaki meri badi chuchiyan ka curve saaf dikhe. Jab main aarti utaar rahi thi, sabki nazrein meri ubhari hui nipples pe thi. Aunty log toh jal bhari smile de rahi thi, uncle log nazar chura rahe the. Par meri nazar poori tarah se Neha pe atki hui thi.

Neha – saas ki chhoti bahu, 28 saal ki, gori, lambi kaali laton wali, sharp features aur toned body 34-26-36. Us din woh laal silk saree mein bilkul devi jaisi lag rahi thi. Lekin uski aankhon mein gussa aur hawas ka ghazab ka mix tha. Pichhle saal Diwali pe uska boyfriend (jo ab ex hai) mere saath bahut flirt kar raha tha – dance floor pe mujhe pakad ke close dance kiya tha, drink offer kiya tha aur kaan mein kuch naughty baatein bhi ki thi. Neha ne sab dekha tha aur tab se uska dil jal raha tha. Aaj pooja mein jab main pallu theek kar rahi thi, usne mujhe aise ghoora jaise abhi kha jayegi. Uska dimaag revenge mode mein full on tha.

Pooja shaam 8 baje khatam hui. Dinner ke time sab hall mein the. Main change karne apne room mein gayi. Wahan maine ek ultra-thin white sleeveless top pehna – andar bra bilkul nahi, upar ke 4 buttons khule hue, nipples saaf poke out kar rahe the. Neeche sirf tight black yoga pants jo meri gaand ko perfectly shape de rahe the aur crack line bhi dikha rahe the. Baal geele khule hue, red lipstick aur heavy kajal laga ke main kitchen mein cold water lene gayi.

Wahan Neha already thi, fridge se kuch nikaal rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi uski aankhein tight ho gayi.

“Rani bhabhi… yeh kya pehna hai? Nipples toh bilkul saaf dikh rahe hain, jaise koi item ho,” usne dheere se kaha.

Main uske bilkul paas gayi, chest aage karke boli, “Arre family ke beech hi toh hoon Neha. Tera bhi cleavage kitna deep hai. Kyun jal rahi hai?”

Usne fridge zor se band kiya aur mera haath pakad liya. “Jo pichhle saal tune mere boyfriend ke saath kiya tha, uska hisaab aaj chukta karungi. Abhi mere room mein chal.”

Mera dil zor se dhadakne laga aur chut mein garmi feel hone lagi. Main chup-chaap uske peeche chal padi. Uska room ghar ke pichhle hisse mein tha. Andar jaate hi usne darwaza lock kar diya, lights dim kar di aur fan full speed pe chhod diya.

Mujhe bed pe dhakka dekar boli, “Top utaar do bhabhi.”

Mainne top utaar diya. Mere heavy boobs bahar aa gaye, nipples already sakht ho chuke the. “Ab kya karogi revenge ke naam pe?”

Neha ne dono haathon se mere boobs pakde aur zor se dabane lagi jaise unhe nichodna chahti ho. “Tere doodh mein itna pressure hai? Aaj poora nikaal ke dekhungi.”

Koi dheere se nahi – full zor se squeeze shuru. Gol-gol ghumate hue dabana, nipples ko twist karna, zor-zor se pinch karna. Ek minute mein hi main tadapne lagi, “Ufff Neha… dheere kar madarchod… bahut zor se ho raha hai!”

“Dheere nahi bhabhi… 5 minute tak full pressure mein dabati rahungi jab tak tu rone na lage aur doodh tapakna na shuru ho jaaye,” usne aur zor laga diya.

2 minute tak boobs ko upar-neeche hilate hue, palm se crush karte hue. “Bol na, kitna dard ho raha? Kitna maza aa raha hai?”

“Dard se jaan nikal rahi hai… lekin chut bilkul geeli ho chuki hai… aur dabao harami,” main moan karte hue boli.

3 minute – usne ek nipple muh mein le liya aur teeth se pakad ke zor se kaat liya. Halka sa khoon ka taste aa gaya. Main uchal padi, “Aahhh… behenchod… itna zor se mat kaat!”

Doosra nipple bhi teeth se kheench liya aur twist kiya. “Chup rah! Warna sabko bula ke dikha dungi ki tu kitni gandi hai.”

4 minute – dono haathon se poora zor laga ke squeeze, jaise doodh nikaalne wali machine.

Aakhir 5 minute poore hue. Aankhon se aansu nikal aaye aur pehla thick white drop nipple se tapka. Fir dusre se bhi fountain jaisa nikalne laga. Neha ne turant muh laga diya aur zor-zor se choosne lagi, swallow kar rahi thi. Ek haath se doosra boob dabati rahi, doodh uske muh ke kinare se tapak raha tha.

Main uske baal pakad ke kheenchte hue boli, “Choos le poora… mera doodh pi le kutiya… aaj se main teri maa ban gayi!”

Usne chooste hue hi kaha, “Haan bhabhi… aaj se main teri doodh peene wali gandi kutiya hoon. Par ab asli mazaa shuru hota hai.”

Yeh milk play lagbhag 15 minute tak chalta raha – choosna, kaatna, dabana, ghumana. Mere boobs laal pad gaye the, kaatne ke nishaan aur thoda khoon bhi nikal aaya tha, nipples phool gaye the.

Fir Neha ne apne bag se ek 11 inch ka mota black strap-on nikaala – bahut thick, veins wala, 2.5 inch diameter ka monster. Usne apni saari, petticoat aur panty sab utaar di, bilkul nangi ho gayi. Uski chut se paani tapak raha tha.

“ Yeh tere liye hi laayi thi. Aaj teri dono ched faad dungi jab tak tu behosh na ho jaaye,” usne muskura ke kaha.

Main darr ke saath saath uttejit bhi ho rahi thi. “Daal de… phaad de meri chut aur gaand… poora badla le le.”

Usne mujhe ghodi banaya, gaand upar. Pehle teen ungliyan meri chut mein daal ke zor-zor se andar-bahar karne lagi. “Arre wah… kitni gandi geeli ho gayi hai tu… doodh peene se hi tapak rahi hai.”

Fir strap-on ka tip meri chut pe rakha aur ek hi dhakke mein aadha andar kar diya. Main zor se chillayi, “Aaaahhh… Neha madarchod… itna mota… meri chut phat gayi!”

“Chup kutiya!” usne poora 11 inch ek jhatke mein andar pel diya, cervix tak pahunch gaya. Main pillow mein muh daba ke cheekh rahi thi, “Behenchod… phaad di meri chut… ab toh marr jaungi!”

Phir wild pumping shuru – bahut tezi se, har dhakke ke saath meri gaand pe zor ka thappad. “Le… le mera mota lund… ab teri chut meri property hai!”

Main bhi garmi mein boli, “Haan harami… aur zor se chod… jaise jaanwar chodta hai… meri bhosdi faad de… khoon nikal aa raha hai!”

Lagbhag 10 minute tak chut ki drilling hui. Main teen baar jhad chuki thi, paani spray jaisa bahar nikal raha tha.

Fir usne strap-on bahar nikala, meri gaand pe thooka aur chaar ungliyan daal ke stretch karne lagi. “Ab gaand ki baari… bahut tight hai teri, aaj ise loose kar dungi.”

Gaand mein tip rakha aur zor ka dhakka – pehle 4 inch andar. Main dard se pagal ho gayi, “Ruk ja behenchod… gaand phat rahi hai… khoon nikal raha!”

“Nahi rukungi!” usne poora 11 inch ek hi jhatke mein gaand mein pel diya.

Main zor se ro padi, “Madarchod Neha… meri gaand maar di…!”

Ab gaand ki pumping shuru – bilkul brutal speed. Baal pakad ke peeche kheenchti, gaand pe thappad padte ja rahe the. “Bol… kitna maza aa raha mera lund teri gandi gaand mein?”

“Dard se pagal ho rahi… par maza bhi zabardast… aur zor se chod… meri gaand phaad de… ab yeh teri hai!”

Yeh gaand chudai lagbhag 15 minute tak chali. Main char baar gaand se hi jhad gayi, pura sharir kaanp raha tha.

Position badli – missionary mein, mere pair uske kandhon pe, gaand upar. Face to face, wo dhakke deti rahi aur mere nipples ko teeth se kaat rahi thi jab tak khoon nikalne laga. “Dekh teri aankhein… kitni gandi randi ban gayi hai tu aaj.”

Main uske muh pe thook di, “Tu bhi randi hai… mera doodh piya aur ab meri gaand maar rahi hai… double gandi kutiya!”

Aur tezi se dhakke – 12 minute tak. Fir switch – kabhi chut mein, kabhi gaand mein, alternate karte hue dono ched ek saath feel ho rahe the.

“Ab saath mein jhadenge… lekin main nahi rukungi,” usne kaha.

Last 10 minute full beast mode – chut, gaand, chut, gaand… speed itni tezi ki main 6th baar jhad gayi aur zor se cheekh padi, “Aaaahhhh… marr gayi… dono ched phaad diye…!”

Neha bhi strap-on ke pressure se jhad gayi aur mere upar gir padi. Dono thak kar 10 minute tak aise hi leti rahi, strap-on abhi bhi andar tha.

Fir usne mujhe godi mein uthaya aur bathroom le gayi. Garam shower ke neeche wall pe tika ke dono ched ungliyon se saaf kiye. “Ab theek hai bhabhi? Badla poora liya?”

Main dard se ro rahi thi par hans bhi rahi thi, “Poora nahi… kal aur bhi wild karenge. Ab doodh ka pressure phir se badh gaya hai.”

Usne nipple pe muh laga ke zor se choosna shuru kiya. Doodh fountain jaisa nikal raha tha aur wo sab pee gayi.

Subah 5:30 baje main uthi. Neha abhi so rahi thi. Mirror mein dekha – boobs pe kaatne ke laal nishaan aur khoon, gaand pe thappad ke blue marks, dono ched swollen. Muskura di.

Subah 6:15 baje Neha uthi aur turant strap-on pehan liya. “Morning ka brutal round shuru!”

Mujhe phir ghodi banaya – pehle 8 minute chut mein wild fuck, fir 10 minute gaand, aur last 15 minute alternate holes. Main subah-subah hi 5 baar jhad gayi.

Fir shower mein – wall pe tika ke doggy style, garam paani ke neeche slip hoti hui bhi 12 minute tak gaand maari. “Le kutiya… subah-subah teri gaand maar rahi hoon!”

Main chillayi, “Haan… aur zor se… phaad de… yeh secret ab hamesha tera rahega… tu meri permanent gandi randi ban gayi!”

Last mein dono shower ke neeche hi saath mein jhad gaye. Achhe se saaf kiya, kapde pehne aur bahar aise nikle jaise raat bhar kuch hua hi nahi.

Din bhar function mein sabke saamne normal smile, par andar se excitement thi. Trip ke baaki dinon mein humne aur bhi risky jagahon pe khelna shuru kar diya – ek baar toh pooja room ke paas hi chhup ke wild session ho gaya. Yeh Lucknow ka trip mere liye bilkul unforgettable aur bahut ganda ban gaya.