Jijaji Ka Bholu

Hello dosto, main aapki dost Sanjana Mathur,

Ye kahani bilkul kalpnik hai aur sirf aapke manoranjan ke liye hai.

To mazza lijiye.

Mera naam Loveleen Kaur Bhatiya hai, pyar se sab mujhe Lovely kehte hain.

Is waqt meri umar 38 saal ki hai.

Agar aap apne dimagh me meri tasveer banana chahte ho to,

Jo red suit wali aunty NOKIA Lumia mobile ki advertisement me aati hai (Isko gaddi to chalani aati hai na) usko saamne rakh sakte ho.

Shakal ka thoda farq hai par rang-roop aur body meri vaisi hi hai.

Maine apni zindagi me bahut se sexperiences kiye hain, shadi se pehle bhi aur shadi ke baad bhi.

Aisa is liye hua kyunki hum chaar behne thi, ghar ka mahaul bahut khula tha.

Jaise-jaise hum jawan hoti gayee, ishq ke path padti gayee.

Sabse pehle badi Didi ko love hua.

Jab wo B.A. kar rahi thi, unka love (baad ke Jijaji) hamare pados me rehta tha, aksar raat ko deewar faand ke ghar me aa jata tha.

Aur Didi ke pyar ki gehraiyon me gote lagaya karta.

Jeet Didi ke saath uski mauj-masti Happy Didi aur Lucky Didi ke saath main bhi dekhti thi.

Chahe main us waqt chhoti thi, par chhoti umar me hi main sab kuchh dekh samajh chuki thi.

Baad me jeet Didi ki shadi ho gayee, to shadi me Lucky Didi ka tanka Jijaji ke fufere bhai se bidh gaya.

Lucky Didi to itni garm ho rakhi thi ki sirf teen din ki dosti me usne sex bhi kar liya.

Problem ye aayee ki wo pregnent ho gayee.

To jaldi me uski shadi usi ladke se kar di gayee.

Uske baad papa ne ghar ka mahaul thoda sakht kar diya.

Hum dono behne chhoti umar se hi jo kuchh dekhti aaye thi, us se khud ko kaise bacha ke rakhti.

Ab to do Jijaji bhi the.

Jab ghar aate to hum se chhedkhani zaroor karte.

Didi log ye samjhti ke Jija Sali ka hansi mazaq hai, par baat is se kuchh zyada hi thi.

Ab main 10+2 me thi aur Happy Didi B.Com 2nd year me thi.

Hum dono poori jawan thi.

Hum dono ke beech koi parda na tha.

Sab baat hum aapas me share karti thi.

Ek din chhote wale Jijaji aaye.

Lucky Didi doosri baar pregnant thi.

Sham ko main chhat par baithi padh rahi thi to Jijaji bhi paas aa ke baith gaye.

Mujhe pata tha ke agar paas aa ke akele mein baithe hain to kuchh na kuchh zaroor karenge.

Kuchh der idhar udhar ki batein karne ke baad bole – Yaar ab to bahut mushkil ho jayegi.

Teri Didi ab 6 mahine to haath bhi nahi lagane degi.

Main batao kahan jaun.

Kyon Didi ko haath lagane me kya pareshani hai, wo to aapki wife hai – Main boli.

Are haath lagane ka matlab sirf choone se nahi hai.

Main to apne Bholu ki baat kar raha hoon, us bechare ka kya hoga?

Ye Bholu kaun hai – Maine puchha.

Hai, apna ek yaar.

Bechare bahut dukhi hai, kehta hai agar tere jaisi koi girl friend mil jaye to zindagi me maza aa jaye.

Hunh, meri jaisi, jiska naam hi itna sada hua hai, wo khud kaisa hoga, Bholu, main to kabhi aise waise ki girl friend na banoo.

Achha agar wo bilkul mere jaisa ho to phir banegi uski girl friend.

Achhaji, haan phir main soch sakti hoon – Maine hans ke kaha.

Kyunki Jijaji hain hi itne hansome, main to khud unhe dil hi dil me bahut pasand karti thi.

To samajh le ke main hi hoon,

Acchha, par aap to kehte the ke aapka koi friend Bholu hai.

Are wo to hai, tu milegi Bholu se abhi, yaheen.

Maine koi jawab nahi diya.

Dekh kisi ko batana mat, agar Bholu pasand na bhi aaya to ye baat hum dono ke hi beech rahegi. Done.

Done – Maine kaha.

Jijaji uthe, pehle unhone niche dekha ke koi sidi charh ke upar to nahi aa raha.

Jab sab theek dekha to mere samne aa ke apni pent khol ke chaddi niche khiska di aur apna lund haath me pakad ke hilate huye bole – Ye hai Bholu.

Jab sab theek dekha to mere samne aa ke apni pent khol ke chaddi niche khiska di aur apna lund haath me pakad ke hilate huye bole – Ye hai Bholu.

Maine to sharm ke mare apne hathon se apna chehre chhupa liya,

Haye Jijaji, ye kya kar rahe ho, aapko sharm aani chahiye – Main boli.

Khair dekha to maine pehle bhi kayee baar tha, par aaj kisi ne pehli baar mere samne aur mere liye nikal kar dikhaya tha.

Main uthke jane lagi to Jijaji ne mujhe pakad liya.

Sun Lovely, I love you, main tumhe kab se pasand karta hoon.

Tum par vishwas karke hi maine tumko apni baat batai hai.

Apna dost samajh kar, tu please kisi se mat kehna.

Bas is baat ko apne me hi rakhna.

Jab Jijaji ne mujhe pakad rakha tha to unka lund mere dono chutdon ke beech me ghis raha tha.

Mujhe maza to aa raha tha par darr bhi lag raha tha ki koi dekh na le.

Maine kaha – Theek hai, kisi ko nahi bataungi, par aap mujhko chhodo, koi dekh lega.

Chhod deta hoon, par ek shart hai.

Tumko mere Bholu ko thoda pyaar karna padega, ye rootha hua hai, ise manana padega.

Main Sharma gayee, aur muskura ke mana kar diya, par Jijaji ne meri hasi dekh li aur mujhe ghuma kar mera mooh apni tarf kar liya.

Dekh tu meri sab se achhi dost hai, apne dost ke dost se thoda sa to pyaar kar.

Ye keh kar unhone apna lund mere haath me pakda diya.

Unka lund poori tarah tana hua tha, maine ek haath me pakda to unhone doosre haath me bhi pakda diya.

Jab maine dono hathon se unka lund pakad liya to wo aage pichhe karke mere haathon me lund ko chalane lage,

Lund garm tha.

Main sharma rahi thi.

Jijaji ne mujhe bahon me kas rakha tha.

Unhone mere dono gallon ko bari bari se chuma, phir pyar se mere honthon pe kiss kiya.

Honthon ko apne mooh me lekar choosna shuru kiya aur apni jeebh se mere honth chatne lage .

Ooh, kya mazedar kaam tha, mujhe bahut achha laga raha tha.

Maine aankhein band kar rakhi thi.

Phir Jijaji ne mere shirt ke andar haath daal kar meri bra ki hook khol di – Maine kuchh nahi kaha.

Wo ek haath se meri peeth sehla rahe the aur doosra haath salwar me daal ke mere chutad daba rahe the.

Mard ka sparsh pa kar main besudh ho rahi thi.

Unka lund mere pet pe dhakke pe dhakka maar raha tha.

Phir Jijaji bed par baith gaye, aur meri shirt upar utha kar mere boobs bahar nikal kar unhe dekha.

Mere chhote chhote nipple sakht ho chuke the, unhone mere boobs ko sehlaya, dabaya, chuma aur mooh me lekar chusa.

Mere anand ki koi seema nahi thi.

Main chahti thi ke Jijaji ab mujhe chod de, par aisa nahi hua.

Tabhi maa ne niche se bula liya aur mujhe jana pada, us raat main so na saki.

Main chahti thi ke Jijaji aaye aur mujhe rondh ke rakh de.

Par agle din wo chale gaye.

Hamari phone pe baat hoti rehti thi aur phone par hi hum dono ek doosre se poori tarah khul gaye.

Gandi batein, Non-Veg jokes, Galiyan sab chalta tha.

Humne kayee baar phone sex kiya, wo udhar apna haath se karte idhar main apne haath se karti.

Aur aise hi 6 mahine nikal gaye.

Khair phir Didi ko beta hua, par caeserian operation se.

So maa ke saath main bhi Didi ko dekhne gayee.

Sab kuchh theek thak tha.

Jab mauqa mila to Jijaji ne mujhe bahon me kas liya, aur bole – Sali madarchod, ab mil rahi hai yaar se, kab se tadap raha hoon.

Maine bhi unhe poore zor se bahon me bhar liya.

Main bhi to mari ja rahi thi aapse milne ko, par kya karoon sab log paas the Jijaji.

Unhone mujhe chooma to maine khud hi apni jeebh unke mooh me daal di, aur wo meri jeebh choosne lage.

Wah kya anand aaya mujhe.

Maine pent ke upar se hi unka lund pakad liya aur boli – Jijaji, ab bardasht nahi hota, mujhe ye chahiye.

I Love Bholu, ise meri Bholi se mila do.

Dono ki shaadi kara do.

To wo bole – Tu aisa kar kuchh din ke liye yahan rukk ja, tere agle janam ki pyas bhi bhuja doonga.

Aisa hi hua.

Kuchh din rehne ke baad mummy wapas chali gayee.

Aur mujhe Didi ki dekh bhaal ke liye chhod gayee.

Didi Jijaji akele rehte the, to ghar me hum charon (Didi, Jijaji munna aur main) ke alawa koi nahi tha.

Agle 6 mahine Jijaji ne mujhe kaise-kaise choda aur kaise meri chut ka chabotra banaya ye main aap logon ko age ki kahaniyon me bataongin.