Meri Vidhya didi – III

By   October 14, 2016

Balcony me hamara kissa chal hi rha tha, ab didi mujhse apne bra ke hook bhi bandhwa rahi thi. Main apni pyari didi ke pyaar me doobta hi ja rha hun. Is Indian sexy story ka agla romantic bhaag-

Other parts of the hindi sex story-

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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Jab maa phir se kitchen me chali gayee to didi ne dabi jaban se mujhse boli, “chalo Sonu, meri bra ki hook ko laga do.” “Kya? Mai eh hook nahi laga paunga,” mai didi se bola. “Kyon, tu hook khol sakta aur laga nahi sakta?” didi mujhe jhirkte hue boli. “Nahee, eh bat nahee hai didi. Tumhara bra bahut tight haiI mean! Its too tight Didi!” mai phir didi se kaha. Didi akhbar parhte hue boli, “mujhe kuch nahi pata, tumne bra khola hai aur ab tum hi ise lagage.” Didi humse naraz hoti boli. “Lekin didi, bra ki hook ko tum bhi to laga saktee ho?” mai didi se pucha. “Budhhu, mai nahi laga sakta, mujhe hook lagane ke liye apne hath peeche karne parenge aur maa dekh lengee to unhe pata chal jayega ki hum log kya kar rahe thee, samajhe?” didi mujhse boli.

Mujhe kuch samajh me nahi aa raha tha ki mai kya karoon. Mai apna hath didi ke T-shirt ke neeche se dono bagal ke tarah barha diya aur bra ke strap ko kheechne laga. Jab strap thora age aaya to maine hook lagane ki koshish karne laga. Lekin bra bahut hi tight tha aur mujhse hook nahi lag raha tha. Mai bar bar koshish kar raha tha aur bar bar maa ki taraf dekh raha tha. Maa ne rat ka khana kareeb kareeb paka liya tha aur wo kabhi bhi kitchen se hall aa saktee thee. Didi thori tak chup baithee rahee aur phir mujhse boli, “chal budhhu, eh akhbar pakar. Ab mujhe hi bra ke strap ko lagana parega.” Mai bagal se hath nikal kar didi ke samne akhbar pakar liya aur didi apni hath peeche karke bra ki hook ko lagane lagee. Mai peeche se bra ka hook lagana dekh raha tha. Bra itni tight thee ki didi ko bhi hook lagane me dikkat ho rahee thee. Akhir kar didi ne apni bra ki hook ko laga liya. Jaise hi didi ne bra ki hook laga kar apne hath samne kiya maa kamare me phir se aa gayee. Maa bister par humlogon ke bagal me baith kar didi se baten karne lagee. Mai bister se uth kar toilet ki taraf chal para, kyonkee mera lund bahut garam ho chukka tha aur mujhe use thanda karna tha.

Dusre din jab mai aur didi balcony par khare the to didi mujhse boli, “Sonu, humlog kal rat kareeb kareeb pakar liye gaye the. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Han mujhe pata hai aur mai kal rat ki bat se bahit sharminda hoon. Tumhari bra itna tight tha ki mujhse uski hook nahi laga” maine didi se kaha. Didi tab mujhse boli, “han, mujhe bhi bahut dikkat ho rahi thee aur mujhe apne hath peeche karke bra ki strap lagane me bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Lekin didi, tum apni bra roj kaise lagatee ho?” maine didi se dhire se pucha. Didi boli, “wo humlog humesha…………” phir didi samajh gayee ki mai didi se majak kar raha hoon tab boli, “wo tu bad me apne aap samajh jayega.

Phir mane didi se dhire se kaha, “didi mai tumse ek bat punchoo?” “Han, han pucho” didi tapak se boli.
“Didi tum samne hook wale bra kyon nahee pahante?” maine didi se pucha. Didi tab muskura kar boli, “eh bilkul private question hai. Iska jawab mai nahi dungee.” “Didi tumhe pata hai ki mai koi chota baccha nahi hoon, isliye tum mujhe bata sakati ho” mai didi se kaha. “Kyonki… kyonki… koi khas bagah nahi hai! Haan, ek bajah hai. Samne hook wale bra bahut mahangee hai” didi ne kuch soch kar boli. Mai tapak se didi se kaha, “koi bat nahi. Tum paise ke liye mat ghabarao, mai tumhe paise dunga.” Mere baton ko sunkar didi muskurate hue boli, “acchha, tere pas itne sare paise hain. Chal mujhe ek 100 ka note de.” Mai bhi apna purse nikal kar didi se bola, “lo, tum mujhse 100 ka note le lo.” Didi mere hath me 100 ka note dekh kar boli, “are nahi, mujhe rupaya nahi chahiye. Mai to yunhee hi mazak kar rahi thee.” “Lekin mai mazak nahi kar raha hoon. Didi tum na mat karo aur eh rupaye tum mujhse le lo” aur mai jabardastee didi ke hath me wo 100 ka note thama diya. Didi kuch der tak sochti rahi aur wo note le liya aur boli, “theek hai bahi, mai tumhe udas nahi dekh sakti aur mai eh rupaya le rahi hoon. Lekin yad rakhna sirf is bar hi rupaye le rahi hoon. Teekh hai?” Mai bhi didi se bola, “thanks Didi” aur mai andar jane laga. Andar jate jate mai didi se phir bola, “didi sirf kale rang ki bra kharidna. Mujhe kale rang ki bra bahut pasand hai.” Didi muskura kar boli, “shaitaan!! Tujhe apne didi ke undergarment me bahut dilchaspee hai.” Mai bhi muskura kar didi se kaha, “didi aur ek bat yad rakhna, kale rang ke bra ke sath kale rang ki panty bhi kharidna na bhulna.” Didi Sharma gaye aur mujhe marne ke liye dauree lekin mai andar bhag gaya.

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Meri jaan, meri Didi

Agle din sham ko mai didi ko apne kisi saheli ke sath phone par baten karte hue suna. Mai suna ki didi apne saheli ko marketing karne ke liye sath chalne ke liye bol rahee hai. Didi ke saheli ne bad me confirm karne ke liye boli. Kuch der ke bad mai didi ko akela pa kar bola, “didi, mai bhi tumhare sath marketing karne ke liye jana chahata hoon. Kya mai tumhare sath ja sakta hoon?” Didi thori der tak kuch sochti rahi aur phir boli, “lekin Sonu, mai apni saheli se bat kar chukee hoon aur wo sham ko humare ghar par aa rahi hai. Aur phir maine maa se bhi abhi nahi kahi hai ki mai markeing ke liye ja rahi hoon.” Mai didi se kaha, “koi bat nahee hai, tum ja kar maa se bolo ki tum mere sath market ja rahi ho aur dekhna maa tumhe jane dengee. Phir hum log bahar se tumhari saheli ko phone kar denge ki marketing ka programme cancel ho gaya hai aur use ane ki jaroorat nahi hai. Theek hai na, didi?” “Haan, eh bat mujhe bhi theek lagti hai. Mai ja kar maa se bat kartee hoon,” aur eh kahakar didi maa se bat karne andar chali gayee. Maa ne turant didi ko mere sath market jane ke liye haan kaha dee.

Us din shm ko mai aur didi sath sath kapade ki market me gaye. Jate waqt bus me bahut bheer thee aur mai theek didi ke peeche khara hua tha aur didi ke chutar mere jangho se takra raha tha. Market me bhi bahut bheer thee. Mai humesha didi ke peeche chal raha tha jisse ki didi ko koi dhakka na mar de. Hum jab bhi koi footpath ke dukan me khare ho kar kapare dekhte to di mujhse chipak kar khari hoti aur uaki chunchee aur janghe mujhse choo raha hota. Agar didi koi dujan par kapare dekhti to mai bhi unse bilkul sat kar khara hota aur apna lund kaparon ke ooper se unke chutar so bhira deta aur kabhi kabhi mai unke chutaron ko apne hathon se sahala deta. Hum dono aisa kar rahe the aur bahana market me bhir ka tha. Mujhe laga ki mere in sab harkaton didi kuch samajh nahi paa rahe hai kyonkee market me bahut bheer tha.