Savita Bhabhi – Part 32 (Dadaji ne firse meri li)
Desi
Submit Report This story is part of the Savita Bhabhi Returns series Maine kaise Richa ke Dadaji se mila, aur bet harne par Dadaji ne mujhe kaisa chodha aur apni hawas aur mujhe ek necklace kaise gift mein mila, niche diye gaye link se padhiye. Savita Bhabhi – Part 9 (Grandpa won the damn bet) Ek baar, main rephrase kar deti hu sabko ki main kaun hu. Well, mera naam Rosy hai. Mera pitaji ka naam… chalo, chodo… kuch gandu pagal kahaniyan likhne wale baaremein baat karne mein kya fyada hai? Itna samajh lo ki, voh ek fantasy rand ko, idle manta hai, jiska naam hai, SAVITA BHABHI. Vese bhi aaj kal ke launde (main ye apne par le raha hu) ko bhi, tight chut se zyada experienced chuto mein he interest hote hai. Waise bhi logon ko insaan se zyada, kutte he pyare hai. Ye sab main sochte sochte apne mobile mein YT dekh rahi thi. Khaas main sochti mera Janam after 2000 hota tho, Gen Z word ka poora istemaal kar dalti. Aur mere friend ke shandar wedding book kiya, resort ke room mein apni AC 20 bar lagakar, ek khambal hoddke sab dekh rahi thi. Kuch dher ke baad, mujhe laga ek baar DesiTales par jaake darkman. ke kuch stories padlu. Jab maine dekha ki Savita Bhabhi Returns ke 31 events upload ho gayi, tho main un mein kuch kahaniyan padhne lagi. 24/08/2025 ko mujhe stories mein ek problem dikha, jisme viewers ka sections nahi aa raha tha. Mujhe laga, shayad hoga website ka kuch glitch. Uske baadmein mera room door par kisi ne knock kiya. Maine time dekha tho, raat ke 11:45 baaj rahe the. Maine socha ki, “Abb kaun ho sakta hai?” Aur main apne bed se uttari aur darwaza khola tho mere samne Richa ke Dadaji khade huve the. Rosy: Kya hai Dadaji… kuch chahiye kya? Dadaji: Mere paas tumhari Dadaji ki kuch samaan hai. Rosy: Shh… ssh… Andar tho aa jaiye. Maine dekha tho Dadaji haath mein ek chota saa cover bag tha aur Dadaji mere kamre ke andar aa gaye. Jay se hi voh andar aa gayi tho mujhe kamar se pakda aur mujhe apni taraf keecha. Phir wo mujhe gardhan par chumna shuru kiya aur apni ek haath se mere milky bouncy 32 cup size ke boobs ko masal ne lage. Aur dusri haath ko mere pajama ke andar dal ke apni ek ungli se mere chut ke hole ko masal ne lage. Maine Dadaji ko rokka aur bola- Rosy: Zaara tho apna lund ko control mein raakho naa, Dadaji. Dadaji: Hmm… Dadaji peeche hatt gaya aur room mein ek chair pe bhet gaya. Aur main bhi apne bed par bhet gayi. Aur “bag mein kya hai?” karke soch rahi thi. Tabhi Dadaji ne mujse poocha- Dadaji: Tho Rosy beti… kaisa lag raha hai Richa ki shaadi ki taiyari? Rosy: Sab setting achi lag rahi hai, Dadaji. Dadaji: Haa, Rosy… ye sab taiyari dekh kar mujhe wapas meri shadi ke din yaad aa gaye, Rosy. Rosy: Hmm… Dadaji: Richa ki Dadi bhi yaad aa rahi hai abhi. Aur Dadaji ke aankho mein aasu aane lage. Mujhe kafi absos huva par main ye soch rahi thi- Rosy: “Abbhi raat ko 10 baaje aake ye sab dukhi kahani kaun sunatha hai, yaar?” Dadaji ne mere saamne voh theli raakha aur bola- Dadaji: Chalo naa, Rosy… uss tumne jo bet haarke kiya tha, voh aaj inn ke saath karte hai. Mujhe laga tha, ye buddha esa he kuch mangega. Saala hawas ka bhooka. Aur maine voh theli pakda tho mujhe kafi bhaari laga. Aur theli ke andar dekha tho, ek dildo, ek buttplug aur dho kele the. Maine turant he Dadaji ko dekha aur poocha- Rosy: Arrey, ek baar apne meri le li hai… par iss bar tho aap tho poora planning ke saath aae ho. Dadaji: Chalo naa… mujhe wapas apna sugar daddy banalo naa, Rosy. Mujhe wapas se voh time yaad aa gaya, jab issne mujhe kisi rand ki tarah chodh poore 4 din binna kapde chodh chodhkar mera halat kharab kar dala tha. Tabhi voh wapas bolne laga- Dadaji: Itna kya soch rahi ho? Rosy: Nahi yaar… par ye tumhari pothi ka shaadi ka time… agar kisi ko pata chala tho? Dadaji: Jaan… char din tum mere se chudhi thi… tho voh kisi ko pata chala kya? Mujhe Richa ke chudwane ka bohut maan kar raha tha par Richa marriage ke time soch ke mera dil nahi maan raha tha. Tabhi Dadaji mere paas aakar mere baju mein bhetne lage aur apna haath mere khade par rakha. Aur unka lund already tight ho pada tha. Dheere dheere mujhe voh gaale par kiss karne lage. Mujhe rokne ka maan tha par Dadaji ki abb mere khaan ko saaf kar rahi thi. Aur unka dusra haath mere pajama ke andar gaya aur mere inner wear ko ragad rahe thei. Maine ek loose oversize T-shirt aur ek lamba pajama pehan ke rakha tha. Aur Dadaji ne ek lungi aur T-shirt pehna tha. Dheere dheere voh mere chut ko masal te masal te mujhe kiss karne lage. Abhi naa chahakar meri kaam ichha bhi jaag gaye aur main unke tongue ko choosna shuru kiya aur mere ek haath unke lund ko dabha rahi thi. Abb maine apna pajama aur upar se T-shirt nikal diya aur Dadaji ne apne theli mein se pehle voh buttplug nikala aur mere muh ke taraf kiya. Main abhi bed par seedha leti huvi thi aur Dadaji bed par bhete huve the. Aur maine uss par tuka aur Dadaji dheere dheere usse mere butt hole mein ghusana chalu kiya. Jab voh andar ghussa rahe, mere muh se moan nikal ne laga. Rosy: Uhh… uhh… Dadaji: Koi nahi… bass ho gaya… Fir unhone uss buttplug ko mere gand mein fit kar dala. Aur voh wapas se mere kamar ke side jhuk ke mere chut ko chumne lage aur mujhe unka tongue ka power ka ehsaas karwane lage. Kuch der baad, voh mere breast ko dabha dabha kar mere chut mein aur jor se licking karne laga aur- Rosy: Dadaji… hmmm… ummm… ummmm… Aur voh mere pass aai aur mujhe wapas se chumne lage aur main unke muh ke saath rahi thi. Aur dheere dheere voh mere chut par apne lund ko ragad ne lage. Tabhi maine unse kaha- Rosy: Dadaji, pehle uss dildo ko lund pe dalo naa… aur protection bhi uss cover mein hai… usse bhoolna nahi Dadaji. Dadaji voh sunna aur apne fingers ko mere chut mein dalke mujhe finger ka maza dikaya. Rosy: Uhh… uhh… uhhh… uhhh… Aur dusre haath se mere boobs pakadke nipples ko choosne laga. Kuch time baad, mere chut se voh apne fingers nikale aur dildo ko le aai.