Mera naam Anusha hai. Main 18 saal ki hoon aur college ki first year mein admission liya hai. Ghar walon ke hisaab se main abhi bhi unki chhoti, masoom aur padhaku beti hoon. Gori-chitti rangat, lambi kaali ghunghrale baal jo meri kamar tak latakte hain, 34C ke ubhre hue boobs, patli kamar aur thodi bhari hui gol-gol moti gaand. Log mujhe bahut innocent aur shy samajhte the. Lekin andar se main bahut curious thi aur hidden desires mere mann mein hamesha rehte the.
Mere mama ji ka beta Abhishek 21 saal ka tha, college third year mein padhta tha. Woh smart, confident, gym-toned body wala aur thoda arrogant tha. Bachpan se hum saath khelte-belte bade hue the, lekin ab jawani aane ke baad hum dono ki nazron mein ek alag si hawa aa gayi thi. Woh mujhe dekhte hi muskurata tha aur uski aankhon mein kuch aur hi chamak hoti thi.
Us din main apne boyfriend Arjun ke saath secretly movie dekhne gayi thi. Theatre ki last row mein baith kar hum dono bahut garam ho chuke the. Lights off the aur music tez tha. Arjun ne mera crop top upar kiya aur mere boobs ko chus raha tha jab achanak kisi ne mera kandha pakad liya.
Main dar ke maare kaanp gayi. Piche mudkar dekha toh Abhishek khada tha — aankhon mein gussa aur jeet bhari muskurahat.
“Anusha… yeh kya tamasha chal raha hai?” usne dheere se lekin sakht awaaz mein kaha.
Arjun dar ke maare turant uth kar bhaag gaya. Abhishek ne mera haath pakad liya aur mujhe theatre se bahar le aaya. Bahar tez barish ho rahi thi. Hum dono uski bike par baith kar ghar ki taraf nikal pade.
Poori raah usne mujhe tease kiya. Barish mein bheeg kar mera crop top bilkul chipak gaya tha aur mere hard nipples saaf dikh rahe the.
“Boyfriend ke saath andhere mein chhup-chhup ke boobs chuswa rahi thi? Bahut badi ho gayi hai tu Anusha. Ghar walon ko bataun kya? Mama-mami ko, papa ko sab kuch?”
Main chup rahi. Usne rearview mirror mein mujhe ghoorte hue kaha, “Tere boobs itne tight aur ubhre hue ho gaye hain… Arjun inhe roz chusta hoga kya? Lekin aaj main dekh lunga kitne soft hain.”
Ghar pahunch kar pata chala ki ghar mein sirf hum dono hi the. Sab log temple ke function mein gaye hue the aur shaam 8 baje se pehle lautne wale nahi the.
Thodi der baad Abhishek mere room ke darwaze par khada tha. Sirf grey vest aur black shorts mein. Uske wet muscles barish ke paani se chamak rahe the.
“Anusha, bahar aa,” usne command kiya.
Main darti hui drawing room mein aayi. Usne mujhe sofa par baitha diya aur khud mere saamne khada ho gaya.
“Cinema hall mein jo photos maine liye hain… agar main family group mein bhej diya toh kya hoga? Sabko pata chal jayega ki tu kaisi chhup-chhup ke randi ban rahi hai.”
Mera chehra safed pad gaya. “Abhishek please… mat karna. Main kuch bhi karne ko taiyaar hoon… bas kisi ko mat batana.”
Usne muskurate hue drawer se ek bahut sundar laal aur sone ki thread wali Rakhi nikali.
“Aaj Raksha Bandhan hai. Tu mujhe Rakhi baandhegi… lekin normal tarike se nahi.”
Usne apni shorts neeche kar di aur apna mota, semi-hard lund bahar nikaal diya. Woh bahut bada, thick aur laal tha.
“Ab yahan baandh… apne apne cousin bhai ke lund par.”
Main shocked ho gayi. “Abhishek… hum cousin hain… yeh bahut galat hai… please aisa mat kar… hum blood relation hain…”
Usne phone uthaya aur photos dikhaye. “Jaldi bol. Photo delete karwa sakti hai ya pura family group mein bhej dun?”
Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Dar aur sharam ke saath ek ajeeb si garami bhi badh rahi thi. Maine kaanpte haathon se Rakhi li aur uske paas baith gayi.
Usne mera sar pakad kar dheere se apne lund ki taraf kiya. “Dheere-dheere baandh… aur achhe se knot maar. Aaj se yeh Rakhi har saal yahin baandhegi tu.”
Maine uske mothe lund par Rakhi baandh di. Knot maarte waqt mera haath uske lund ko touch kar raha tha.
Jaise hi Rakhi baandh di, Abhishek ne mera sar pakad liya aur lund mere lips par ragadne laga.
“Ab jo Rakhi baandhi hai usko nibha bhi. Chus apne cousin bhai ka lund Anusha… zor se chus.”
Maine muh khola aur uske mota lund andar liya. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir zor-zor se. Laar tapak rahi thi. Main noisy blowjob de rahi thi — jeebh se top ko chaat rahi thi aur gale tak le ja rahi thi.
Abhishek mere baal pakad kar moan karne laga, “Fuck… kitna achha chus rahi hai tu… lagta hai Arjun ko roz muh mein leti hai. Ab main tujhe sikhaunga asli maza… le pura andar le meri chhoti cousin randi…”
Usne mujhe bed par dhakel diya. Meri top utari aur mere boobs ko zor-zor se dabane laga.
“Kitne soft aur bade ho gaye hain tere chooche… cousin hone ke bawajood inhe chusne ka mann bahut din se tha.” Usne nipples ko kaata aur chusa.
Phir usne meri skirt aur panty neeche ki. Meri chut par thooka aur ungliyan andar daal di.
“Teri chut bahut tight aur geeli hai Anusha… Arjun ne toh sahi se choda bhi nahi hoga. Ab cousin bhai tujhe asli chudai sikhaayega.”
Usne apna mota lund meri chut par ragadte hue seductive awaaz mein poocha, “Bol na… chahti hai na apne bhai ka lund? Sach sach bol… warna photos bhej dunga.”
Main puri tarah lust mein doob chuki thi. Dheere se boli, “Haan… daal do… lekin dheere se…”
Abhishek ne ek tez dhakke mein pura lund andar pel diya.
“Aaaahhhhh Abhishek… bahut mota hai… meri chut phat rahi hai… dheere karo please…”
Woh wild speed se chodne laga aur gandi baatein karne laga, “Le meri pyari cousin… apne bhai ka mota lund le andar… tu toh Rakhi baandh kar bhi meri rakhel ban gayi… bol… bol ki tu apne cousin ki personal slut hai ab se.”
Main tadap rahi thi, “Haan… main teri slut hoon Abhishek… chod mujhe… aur zor se… meri chut teri hai… aaaahhh… bahut mazaa aa raha hai…”
Usne mujhe missionary, doggy aur cowgirl style mein choda. Gaand pe thappad maarta hua, baal khinchta hua aur har baar bolta, “Hum cousin hain na… phir bhi teri chut mera lund le rahi hai… yeh taboo hai Anusha… lekin tu toh enjoy kar rahi hai.”
Last mein usne meri taange kandhon par rakh kar gehri chudai ki aur meri chut ke andar hi zor se maal bhar diya.
Us raat usne mujhe shower mein aur balcony par bhi choda. Jab ghar wale laut aaye tab tak main uski rakhel ban chuki thi.
Ab har Raksha Bandhan par main uske lund par Rakhi baandhti hoon aur woh mujhe wild chudai deta hai.