Kirayedar ki beti ki Chudai- Part 1


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Sabhi Indian sex stories, hindi sex stories  aur literotica padhne wale doston ko mera hello. Mera naam Sunny hai. Mein Poona se hoon. Mein family ke sath rehta hoon. Mere ghar mein mom, dad aur mein rehta hoon. Meri didi mujhse 6 saal bade hai. Uski 5 saal pehle hi shadi ho chuki hai. Mein 28 saal ka ladka hoon. Meri height 6.1″ ft hai. Mere lund ka size 8″inch hai.

Mere story ki heroine hamare kirayedar ki beti Chingu (naam changed kiya hai ) hai. Woh mere behen ke umar ki hai. Dono school mein ek sath padti thi. Uska figure kamal ka hai. 34D-28-36 hai. Uski height 5.2″ ft hai. Uska rang gora hai.

Woh hamare purane kirayedar hai. Hamari poona mein choti si haveli hai jo ki hamne builder ko renovation karne ke liye di hai. Iske wajah se hum humare dusre flat mein shift huve the. Jo mere papa ne 20 saal pehle kharida tha. Lekin papa ka operation hone ke baad humne ground floor wala flat rent pe liya. Kuch din baad jab kirayedaro ko haveli se shift karne lage to papa bole ki Chingu ko hamare flat shift kardo. Aur builder unko adha kiraya dene laga. Chingu usme se bacha huva amount milakar hume kiraya dene lagi. Unka kiraya lene mujhe bheja karte the.

Ek din mein kiraya lene gaya to chingu ghar pe nahi thi. Uski maa thi. To unhone mujhe ghar mein bithaya aur humne thodi bate ki. 30 min baad chingu kaam se lauti. Woh fresh hoke satin ka gown pehne ke aayi. To usne uske aur mere liye chai banayi. Jab wo chai dene aayi to meine galti se uske hath ko chhuliya. Woh kuch nahi boli. Chai pine ke baad mene hamesha ki  tarah cup niche rakhi. Jab woh cup uthane ke liye jhuki to mujhe uske aadhe mumme dikhayi diye toh mein dekhta hi reh gaya.

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Usne mujhe uske mumme dekhte notice kiya toh Woh kuch nahi boli. Smile deke andar chali gayi. Woh cup rakh ke wapis ayi aur boli ki meri salary kal milne wali hai to tum kal ajao. Mein waha se nikla aur mere dost ke yaha gaya. Tab uska message aaya ki kal mujhe chhutti hai. Toh mein jab call karungi tab aajana. Meine ha keh diya.

Us raat ko meine uske naam se do baar muth maari. Next day subah 11 baje uska msg aaya ki tum 1 baje aajao. Meine reply kiya “ok”. Aur 1 bajne ki rah dekhta raha. Jaise 1 baja to mein uske ghar gaya. To woh bilkul akeli thi aur wahi satin wala purple colour ka gown pehna tha. Lekin andar bra nahi thi. Kyunki uske nipple gown ke upar se dikh rahe the.

Usne door close kiya aur humare liye chai banane gayi. 5 min mein woh chai leke aayi aur hamne chai li. Aur usne mujhe kiraya diya. To mein usse puchha ki chachi kah gayi to boli “woh bhai ke sath gaav gayi hai, shaam ko lautegi “. To mein niklne laga to woh boli ” tumhe time ho to rukh jao, mujhe bored ho raha hai. To mein ruk gaya.

Aur hum bate karne lage to usne mujhe didi ke baare mein pucha ki woh kaisi hai aur uska beta kaisa hai. Phir usne mujhe mere gf ke baare mein puchha toh meine kaha ” meri koi gf nahi hai “. To usne kaha ” sach bolo kisi ko nahi bolungi”.

Meine phirse na kehne par usne vishwas kiya. Phir meine usse puchha “tumne shadi kyu nahi ki?”. Tumhari umar nikalte ja rahi hai. To usne kaha “meine shadi ki to mere gharwalo ke khane ke lale pad jayenge, mere bhai jyada kuchh nahi kamate, to meri maa ki mein ek hi asha hoon”.

To meine bola ” tumhari bhi kuchh ichchhaye hogi, kuchh sapne hoge”. Woh boli ” ab kuchh nahi raha”. To meine phirse bola ” phir tumhari shadi ki life aur woh shadi ke baad ke maje bhi nahi milenge tumhe”. To rone lagi. 2 min hogaye roye jarahi thi. Tone mein uske baju me baith ke uski ankhein pochhane laga “shadi ke baad ke maje shadi ke bina bhi kar sakti ho”. To usne mujhe zappi mari aur rone lagi aur boli “muze bhi lagta hai ki maje karu lekin koi milta nahi mera koi bf bhi nahi hai”.

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Mein bola dhundne pe sab milta hai. To woh boli “utna vishvasu hona chahiye, jo bahar kuchh na bole”. To meine pata nahi kaise daring kiyi usse bolne ki. “Agar tumhari koi harqat na ho to mein tum meri gf ban sakti ho aur mein tumhara bf ban sakta hoon”. Ye sun kar woh gussa huvi aur mujhe thappad lagaya ” mein tumse badi hoon aur tu muzpe line maar raha hai ?”. Mein kuchh nahi bola aur waha se nikal aya. Ek hafta ho gaya uska koi msg nahi aaya.

Lekin 8 din baad jab raat ko uska message aaya tab mein khush ho gaya. “Ek hafte se muze nind nahi aayi,  tumhare baare me hi sochti rahi, tum mujhe kal dopehar ko milne aajana, ghar pe koi nahi hoga”. Aur dusre din dopehar ko chala gaya. Jaise hi mein andar gaya to usne door band kar diya aur muze zappi maari aur boli ” sorry, us din meine tujhe thappad mara, lekin baad me meine socha ki tumhare jaisa vishvasu kahi aur nahi milega. I love you”. To meine bhi usse I love you too bol diya.

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