Meri Chhoti Behan ki Pink Panty - Part 8
Kya chudai hui thi Pooja ki. Pooja khule am road par 7 logon se apni chudai karwa rahi thi. Meri ankhon ke samne drivers uski pink panty ko phad kar uske badan se utar phekte hai. Meri behan ko meri ankhon ke samne woh log milkar chod rahe the. Aur main bebas uski chudai dekhne ko majboor tha. Pooja ki kismat thi ke usse truck drivers ke hathon apni jawani nilam karwani padi. Sabne usse sharab pilakar nachwa kar rat bhar choda tha. Main bhi khud ko nahi rok paya aur maine bhi unke sath milkar road par apni behan ko choda. Daru pine ke karan dawayi ka asar toh kam ho gaya tha. Par tab tak woh apni jawani un truck drivers ke hathon lootwa chukki thi. Bhor hotte hi main apni nangi behan ko goad mein uthakar ghar le aya. Aur usse dress pehnakar sula diya. Woh dopehar tak soti rahi. Jab usse hosh aya toh usse dawayi khanne ka afsos honne laga. Par woh udas nahi thi usse toh ab apni aur fantasy puri karni thi. Pooja – Kal toh maine apko bahut pareshan kiya na. Sorry bhaiya. Apko kaisa lagga hogga jab apki behan sareeam nangi hokar un drivers se chuda rahi hogi. Par main kya karti meri choot mein ag lagi thi. Dil toh kara raha tha ki bass ek lund meri choot ki tukai karti rahe. Main – Ab afsos karne se kya hoga. Tum kal hosh mein kahan thi. Nangi hokar ghar se bhag gayi thi tum. Basant aur maine kitna roka tha. Pooja – Accha toh woh basant tha. Usse bhi free ki mal chodne mil gayi bhaiya. Ab toh usse kuch gift lena hogga. Aur han apko bhi toh gift dena hai mujhe. Meri dono panty apki wajah se phat gayi hai. Pooja – Par sach unhone jab mere badan se woh pink panty phadkar alag kiya toh apko kaisa laga. Meri panty phatne ka afsos hua aur meri choot ka. Main – Tumhari panty phatne ka aur kya. Tumhari choot ki kya kimat. Pooja mujhe marne lagti hai. Main – Thik hai abhi jata hun. Tumhare liye ek sexy si lingerie lakar dunga. Aur han basant se bhi tumhare liye ek gift le ayunga. Par mujhe kya milega. Pooja – Ab aur kya chahiye bhaiya. Sab kuch toh ap le chukke ho un drivers ke sath milkar. Aur aisa kehkar main bahar uske liye gift lanne chala gya. Main basant ki dukan par pahuncha aur usse Pooja ki bat batayi. Woh aur khuss ho gaya. Basant – Gift toh hai. Pooja ke liye. Ruko main deta hun. Usse bahut enjoy kargi woh. Aur aise kehkar woh ek vibrator nikal kar deta hai. Main – Wah kya gift hai. Sach Pooja toh bahut khus ho jayegi. Par yeh dogge usse toh hamari jarurat kahan padegi. Woh toh isse hi khuss ho jayegi. Basant – Are nahi Rajeev. Choot ki ag agar vibrator se santh hoti toh fir kya bat thi. Main ab basant ko bye bolkar behan ke liye lingerie kharidne jata hun. Aur ek mast si babydool wali pink color ki tranpsarent lingerie uske liye kharid leta hun. Aur ghar pahunchkar Pooja ke hath mein uski gift rakh deta hun. Pooja – yeh kya hai bhaiya. Mere liye vibrator laye ho wah. Aur yeh babydool wali lingerie kitni sexy hai. Aaj toh main isse hi pehen kar soyungi apke sath. Isme toh sab kuch aise hi dikh jayega. Main – Pooja ye vibrator main phone se bhi control kar sakta hun. Aao na iski test karte hai. Pooja – Aisa kya toh bhaiya ap hi dal do na isse meri choot mein. Fir kya tha. Main apni behan ki panty mein hath dalta hun aur uski chikni choot ko sehlata hua. Uski choot mein vibrator dal deta hun. Pooja jankar sofe par beth jati aur TV on kardeti. Mummy papa bhi chai pitte hue TV dekhne lagte. Aur main idhar vibrator on kar deta. Vibrator on karte hi Pooja machalne lagti. Aur usse dekhkar mujhe bahut maza ata. Main dheere dheere karkar vibrator ko full speed par chala deta hun. Aur apni choot par hath rakhkar. Kisi tarah apni utezna ko chupati. Woh kabhi apne hoooton ko katti. Toh kabhi apni boobs par hath rakhkar usse dabati. Aisa karte hue mummy usse dekh leti hai. Mummy – Kya hua, Pooja. Pet dard kar raha hai kya. Tabiyat thik hai toh. Pooja – Han mummy. Kuch ajeeb sa lag raha hai pet mein. Aur aise kuch dar hotte hue uski choot se pani nikal ata hai. Aur uski siskiyan bhi. Mummy – Kya hua pet bahut dard hai algta hai. Challo dawayi kha lo. Dawayi ki bat sun woh aur betab ho jati. Akhir dawayi ke wajah se hi kal rat usski samuhik chudai hui thi. Pooja room mein chali jati aur main bhi uske piche piche room mein chala jata hun. Abhi sham ke 5 baj rahe the. Room mein jate hi main uski choot ko apne hathon se sehla deta hun. Vibrator ab bhi chal raha tha. Aur Pooja mujhe khasskar gale laga leti hai. Pooja – Bhaiya yeh to kamal ki chiz hai. Sach kal rat ye hoti toh mujhe apni jawani un drivers ke hathon nilam nahi karwani padti. Main – Han Pooja. Tumhe unke sath bantkar kitna bura lag raha tha. Pooja – Itna bura lag raha tha ki unke samne meri chudai kar rahe the. Main – Woh toh tumhara nange jism ko dekh koi rok sakta hai kya khud ko. Tum ho hi itni bala ki khubsurat. Pooja – Bhaiya ao na mujeh apne hathon se woh babydoll wali lingerie pehna do na. Main bhi toh dekhon kaisi hai apki gift. Fir kya tha. Main bhi usse us babydoll main dekhne ko taras raha tha. Pooja ek pal mein apni sari dress utar phekti hai. Woh room mein bilkul nangi hokar khadi thi. Main usse ek bacchi ki tarah uski woh babydoll uske badan par dalne lagta hun. Pooja kya dikh rahi thi uss pink babydoll mein. Sach mein ek doll ki tarah dikh rahi thi. Main uski bahut si photo uthata hun. Aur Pooja ko dikhata hun. Pooja – Bhaiya kya sexy dikh rahi hun isme. Aap khud ko kaise rok rahe ho. Main apki jagah hoti toh kya karti pata hai. Main – Kya karti Pooja. Pooja – Apki yeh babydoll wali lingerie par se hi apki choot ko kat khati main. Aur isse phadkar apki yahin par chudai karti. Main – Toh ao na Pooja kiska intezar hai. Aur aisa kehkar jaise hi main usse piche se babydoll wali panty ko pakadta. Woh mujhe manna karti. Pooja – Bhaiaya kya kar rahe ho. Abhi nahi. Rat tak ka intezar toh karo. Aaj apke liye ek surprise hai. Fir kya woh apni dress pehenti aur sone chali jati. Main ab sochta rehta ki akhir kya surprise degi Pooja.