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Hello dosto main aapka friend Sudhir Bhiwani se, meri kahani Preeti Meri Jaan Ka aaj 3rd part ka aap ne mujhe bahot pyar diya hai. Isliye aaj main is kahani ka part 4 le kar aaya hun.
Mafi chahta hun, ki ye part thoda late ho gya hai. Par main umeed karta hun, ki aapko meri ye kahani pasand aayegi aur aapko bahot maja aayega.
Please ladke apna lund hath me le le, aur ladkya apni choot me ungli daal le. Kyoki is kahani me aaj meri jaan Preeti ka milne hoga, aur ye koi aam milan nhi ye milam aatam ka milan hai.
Bachpan se hi bhai behen jo jawani me ek dusre ke pyar ke aage khamoshi se sex karte hai. Ye milan Preeti aur Sudhir ka hai, aur ye milan 21 saal ki Preeeti jo kisi ko ghass nhi deti thi.
Par Sudhir ko wo apna sab kuch deti hai, ye milan pyar ka hai. Dosto main der na karte hue apni kahani ab shuru karta hun. Is kahani ko padhne se pehle aap ek baar is kahani pehla part padh le, jisme main aur Preeti bathroom me sex kar rhe the.
Preeti – Nikal do bhayia daadi bula rhi hai.
Main – Jaan hua toh mera hai nhi.
Preeti – Baad me please.
Main – Hath se toh hila de yaar.
Preeti – Plrease samjho agar fass gye toh dono ki bejtti hogi. Main hun baad me aapko fir se dalne dungi pakka.
Main – Promiss kar.
Preeti – Promiss mere raja.
Fir Preeti jaldi jaldi apne kapade pehen kar whan se bhag jati hai. Main bhi iske baad ghar jata hun, aur fir main so jata hun. Shaam ko 4 baje mere phone par bell bajti hai.
Pankaj – Are khan hai?
Main – Ghar hun.
Pankaj – Aaja ghar.
Main – Aaya ruk.
Main muh dho kar Pankaj ke ghar chala jata hun, whan sab charpai par baithe hote hai. Meri nigah Preeti ko dekh rhi hoti hai, fir main dekhta hun ki Preeti kicten me chai bana kar laa rhi hai.
Wo 8 cup chai bana lati hai aur bandhe 9 hote hai. Toh Preeti khud ki chai bhi mujhe de deti hai. Iss par uski daadi boli – Dekh behen ka pyar bhai ke liye.
Main – Dadi ye humara bhai bahen ka pyar hai. Meri behen mujhe pata nhi kya kya deti hai, ye toh fir bhi chai hai.
Ye sun kar sab hasne lag jate hai, aur Preeti meri baat par sharama kar ander bhag jati hai. Uske baad Pankaj bola – Yaar ab Preeti ke liye ladka dekhna hai.
Main chai pi rha tha, ye sun kar ek dam se mere muh se chai gir jati hai.
Pankaj – Kya hua?
Main – Tum pagal ho kya?
Pankaj – Yaar age toh ho gyi hai.
Main – Yaar dekh abhi wo 22 saal ki hai, koi jyada age nhi hai. Humari Preeti study me kafi hosiyaar hai, toh kam se kam 4 saal khin bank me wo job ya teacher lag jayegi. Kyo dadi ji main thik keh rha hun ya nhi?
Dadi – Baat toh tu thik keh rha hai Preeti simple si ladki hai. Aur wo bigadi bhi nhi hai, toh usko study karwao.
Main man hi man me soch rha tha, ki Preeti ko jab ghar me 12 inch ka lund uski pyasi choot se pyar kar rha hai. Toh wo bahar kyo jayegi aur main khush bhi tha, kyoki humara chupke chupke realtion bhi chal rha tha.
Fir main aur Pankaj bike start karke bahar chale jate hai, 2 din baad Pankaj fir se Gurgaon chala jata hai. Fir mera rasta saaf ho jata hai, kyoki ghar ke kaam ke liye ab daadi mujhe call karegi.
Aur main toh moke ki firak me tha, par kafi time se acha moka nhi mil rha tha. Wo college jati par main usko kabhi raste me kuch nhi bola, kyoki whan koi bhi dekh skata tha.
Wese bhi main aur Preeti humesha private me hi milne ki koshish karte the. Aur sabse jyada private jagah Preeti ka ghar tha, kafi din ho gye the ki Preeti mujhe koi moka nhi de rhi thi.
Ab wo bhi kamukta ke liye tadao rhi thi, aur main bhi hume sirf life ke wo 10 minute chahyie the. Jisme main apna 12 inch ka lund uski 2 inch ki choot me daal sakun, aur isko hi milna kehta hai.
Wo bhi bar bar ankho ankho me chudai ka ishara karti thi, main uske ishare ko bas thoda wait karne ko kehta tha. Ek din Bhagwan ne humari sun li, main ghar par so rha tha.
Tabhi mera phone ring karne lag gya, maine dekha toh wo phone Preeti ki dadi ka number hai.
Main – Haan daadi.
Preeti hasne lagi aur main bola – Preeti tum kyo has rhi ho, kya hua?
Preeti – Bhudhuraam sote rehna humesha.
Main – Kya karun yaar?
Preeti – Mujhse toh bolte bhi nhi ab janab.
Main – Yaar aisi baat nhi hai, bas main time ka wait kar rha hun.
Preeti – Wo time kab aayega janab.
Main – Dekhte hai wo time bahot jalad hi aayega, jab mera tera milan hoga. Main tujhe apni bahon me le kar pyar karunga.
Preeti – Bhayia bhuddi ho jaungi jab tum pyar karoge.
Main – Yaar bas wait kar wese phone kyo kiya, is phone me awaj record hoti hai. Agar fass gyi toh kya hoga.
Preeti – Are bhudhu ghar par koi nhi hai.
Main – Khan gye?
Preeti – Pankaj ne batya nhi aapko?
Main – Are haan wo yaar sab Mathura jana ka keh rha tha, kya baat tu nhi gyi?
Preeti – Mere liye toh mera Krishan Bhiwani me hai, toh main whan ja kar kya karungi.
Main – Haye meri jaan.
Preeti – Bhayia nhi raha jata ab.
Main – Mujhse bhi, fir aaj ka koi plan hai.
Preeti – Aaj main aur aap pure ek dusre ki bahon me soyegen. Ghar par main aur dadi hi hai bas.
Main – Samjh gya jaan bas main dadi ke liye nind ki goli le aaunga aur kuch lana hai?
Preeti – Aur kuch kya?
Main – Bear, condom aur kuch?
ke touch karegi. Main us pal ko jeen chahti hun, aur us time main aapki bahon me sona chahti hun.
Main – Preeti bear bhi nhi yaar.
Preeti – Main apna pehla sex hosh me karna chahti hun, agar madhoshi hogi toh pyar ke bas wo hi pal mehsus nhi honge.
Main – Par hum 8 saal se iska wait kar rhe hai.
Preeti – Bhayia 6 mahine se main bhi pagalo ki tarah aapke sapne dekh rhi thi, ki main kab aapne lund se kehlun. Kabhi main use apni gand toh kabhi use main apne boobs ke biche toh kabhi use main choot me lungi. Use lene ke liye maine bahot lamba intazar kiya hai. Par aapne mujhe aisa kabhi nhi kha.
Main – Preeti kabhi himmat nhi hui.
Preeti – Bhayia I love you.
Main – I love you too.
Preeti – Bhayia aaj ki raat humari hai, hume sex karne se koi nhi ro skata love you bhai.
Main – Preeti kya tum mera lund muh me logi?
Preeti – Bhayia main sirf aapki hun, aap jo bhi kehoge main wo karungi. Bas aap aaj raat aa jao mujhse aur nhi raha jata.
Main – I love you Preeti.
Preeti – I love you bhayia aahh aahh.
Main – Kya hua jaan?
Preeti – Kuch nhi mujhse raha nhi jata.
Main – Phone rkh Preeti main abhi tujhe ghar aa kar nind ki goli de kar jata hai. Jab shaam ko dadi so jaye, toh mujhe tu call kar liyo. Fir raat ko main tere ghar aa jaunga.
Preeti – Bhayia choclate.
Main – Ye bhi koi kehen ki baat hai.
Dosto abhi kahani jari hai, mujhe apna pyar dena mat bhulna.
This website is for sale. If you're interested, contact us. Email ID: storyrytr@gmail.com. Starting price: $2,000