ijaji Ne Jawaan Saali Ko Jamm Kar Choda.

Hi Friends, Let me present one of the hottest stories you will ever read. Please read it fully and leave a comment if you liked it. If I get more comments, I'll post more such hot stories for all of you. So please please do respond. And answer the poll as well. Jijaji Ne Jawaan Saali Ko Jamm Kar Choda. "Come on my dear Jijaji." Said Payal as she spread her slender legs, her short skirt hiked way above her waist now. Her white satin panties were moist, making it transperant enough for me to get a good glimpse of her well trimmed choot hair. "Dekh kya rahe ho." She continued, now licking her upper lip. "Choddo na..pleaaaseee." How it started.. You guys must be wondering about the events that led to my dear saali spreading her lovely legs for me. Let me tell you how it all started. Me and my wife have been living in Delhi for the last 4 years. And that is exactly how much time has passed since we got married. We don't have any kids and don't plan to have one for a year more. My wife comes from a well to do family from Mumbai. Ours is an arranged marriage. I could describe to you how beautiful my wife is. But this story doesn't really concern her. I concerns her youngest sister Payal, who is now 20 years old. A bright cheerful girl, Payal is one of the sexiest bombshells you will ever come across in your life. I'm not kidding. One look at her sexy figure will have your lund tearing out of your pants. Let me describe her to you. Payal is exactly 5 feet 3 inches tall with a petite young nympho body. Her figure is 35C-26-36. Her gaand ka shape will have your tounge hanging out of your mouth. The way her well shaped boobs bounce in her tight t-shirt when she laughs will make your lund so hard, you would wish you could just let it out and shag right there in front of her. And when she wears a tiny top and a skirt, leaving her waist exposed, the creamy skin of her belly and the depth of her navel would make the sanest person go mad with lust. That is how Payal is. Our incident happened 2 years ago. My wife had gone to Bangalore for a few days. Her best friend's brother was getting married and she just had to attend. I could not leave Delhi due to work reasons. So I didn't accompany her. Plus, weddings bore me. So I was alone at home in the evenings. My favorite activity was standing in the balcony and watch hot young girls pass by. Those sexy asses, those bangworthy bodies, oh what fun! One such evening, I was standing in the Balcony with a cup of tea in my hand and watching the girls pass by. Suddenly, the door bell rang. I went to open it. "Jiju!!!!!" Screamed Payal. "Guess who????" It was Payal. And she was looking sexilicous. Standing there in front of me, her hair tied up behind in a pony. She was wearing a pink ganjee top (sleeveless and low neck) and an pair of white denim hotpants (extremely tiny shorts that are just small enough to cover her ass).

"Arre Payal tum!" I exclaimed in excitement. "Aao Aao andar toh.."

But before I could complete, she dropped her bag on the floor and lept over me, hugging me tight. "Oh Jiju! Its so good to see you after a long time!" She said. I don't think anyone has been so happy to see me. I hugged her back. "Yeah. First time after I got married to your didi." I said. "Abh andar bhi aaogi, ya darvaaze par hi khade rehna hai." She finally let go. I picked up her bag. She walked in, followed by me. I couldn't help staring at her luscious gaand and the way it swayed as she walked in front of me. I kept the bag in the guest room. By the time I came back in the hall, Payal was sitting on the couch already. She seemed a little tired. "Toh batao. Delhi kaise aana hua? Aur bataaya kyun nahi?" I asked. "Bataati toh surprise nahi rehta na Jiju dear." She answered, giggling. "Mere finals kal hi khatam huay. Socha aap log se milne chali aaoon. Didi Kahaan hai? Office mein hai abh takk?" "Arre nahi nahi. Teri didi toh Bangalore gayi hai. Shaadi attend karne kisi ki. 3 din baad hi lautegi." I answered, walking into the kitchen to fetch her a glass of water. "Oh! Bangalore!" She sounded upset now. "Kya yaar! 3 din baad aayegi. Chi! Now I will get to spend only 4 days with her!" "Hmm.." I thought to myself. "Toh meri sexy saali ek hafte takk yun aadhi nangi ghoomegi aur mujhe lubhaaegi." "Kya soch rahe ho Jiju?" She asked in that mischevious tone of hers. "Don't worry. Mein aapko zyaada tang nahi karungi. Chup chaap baithi rahungi." She said laughing. "Arre nahi nahi." I said. "Phir kuch mazaa nahi aayega." I gave her the glass of water. "Accha chalo, tum fresh ho jao." I told her. "Fir hum kahi baahar khaana khaane chalte hai." "Nooooooooo" she said, sounding upset, frowning cutely. "No baahar vaahar. Lets stay at home only na. We'll go out tommorow. Aaj ghar pe hi kuch mangaa lete hai." "Accha accha theek hai." I said, laughing. "Par tum fresh toh ho jao. Accha batao, kya khaogi? Pizza?" "Chalega!" She said. "Mein fresh hokar aati hoon." she got up and went into the guest room. I was staring at her ass again as she walked into the guest room. I squeezed my lund as soon as she left. Man, my own saali was giving me a hard on. I was a tharki alright, but never before this had thought of my saali in this way. Half an hour passed. I dialed the pizza place's number and place the order. The pizza would be here in another hour. I hung up the phone and turned around as Payal walked out of the guest room, rubbing a towel over her damp hair. Friends, when i saw her walk out of the room, I can't tell you how hot she looked. I wanted to pick her up, take her in my room, throw her on the bed and just ravage that sexy body of hers with my

lund. She was wearing an extremely tight blue colored sleeveless dress. It was a one piece dress that ended 5 inches above her knees, giving me a good view of her soft thighs and lickable legs. That dress was so tight, her figure looked amazing in it. I had quickly look away as she looked at my face, so that it didn't seem like my eyes were lusting after her. "P-pizza order ho gaya hai." I said as I kept the phone reciever back on the table. "Good." She said. 'Mujhe bohot bhook laggii hai." "Kitna andhera ho gaya hai." she said, looking outside. "The night is really beautiful today." "Not as beautiful as my dear saali." I said, rather boldly. "Haha. Jiju, you are such a flirt." She said laughing. As she plopped down on the couch. , I opened my bar cabinet, pulled out a bottle of scotch and a glass. "Bas? Sirf Ek hi glass? Aap nahi piyoge?" she asked. The naughtiness was back in her voice. I laughed as I removed another glass from the cabinet. "Apni didi ko matt bataana." I told her. "Arre didi se kya darrna? Woh jabh mere jitni thi, toh mujhse double peeti thi." "Accha???" I asked her, surprised. Somehow, I could never imagine my wife being like this when she was 18. "Aur nahi toh kya?" She said. I dropped in two cubes of ice in each glass, followed by a good amount of scotch and soda in each. "Kitni baar woh raat ko ghar late aati thi ekdam peekar." She said as I handed her the glass. "Mujhe hi toh darvaaza kholna padhta tha. Chup chup kar" she continued. "Tumhaare didi ne yeh toh kabhi bataaya nahi." I said, raising my glass for a toast. "Cheers!" I said. She cheered as well. I sat down on the sofa, right besides her. She took a sip, closed her eyes tight as the first sip went down her throat. "Arre aisi bohot saari baatein hai jo Didi ne aapko kabhi bataayi nahi." She said, giggling a little. She took another sip. By now, I was almost done with half of my glass. She saw my glass half empty. Feeling a bit competitive, she quickly gulped down her entire glass. "Arre arre! Dheere!" I told her. "Tum jawaan log na. Drink ko enjoy karna seekho." She laughed. I made her another drink and gave it to her. This time, she went easy on it. We kept drinking, chit chatting, talking about our families. She had really changed from when I had seen her on my marriage. She was so much bolder and wiser now. Also, she had become a bombshell. I was still on my 4th peg, she had already finished her 6th. The pizza had arrived. We kept eating and drinking together now. By the time the pizza had finished, she had finished her 7th peg. "Chalo abh tum so jao. Kal subah hum kahi ghoomney jaayenge." I told her. I was quiet drunk by

then and with such a sexy babe sitting besides me, I was afraid I might end up doing something that I would regret. "Arre what so jao?" She said. Her voice clearly indicating that she was way more drunk than I was. She banged the glass on the table. Thank god the bottle of scotch was over. Otherwise she would have demanded more. "You know Jiju." she said, her eyes dreamy. "Aap bohot acche ho. Aapko didi se shaadi nahi karni chaahiye thi." "Why?" I asked, kinda startled at this statement. "Tumhaari didi bhi toh acchi hai." She burst out laughing at this statement. She was laughing really hard. But all I cared was about the way her boobs were shaking as she laughed. I licked my lips. "Shaadi se pehle.." she said, as she controlled her laughter. "Didi ke bohot saare aashik the. Sabke saath nangi ho jaati thi aapki biwi." "Yeh kya bakwaas kar rahi ho Payal." I said, a little irritated. It was not easy for me to listen to such things about my wife. "Bakwaas nahi Jiju." She continued. Her eyes were fixed on my face now. She seemed a little serious. "Kaafi baar, jabh raat ko ghar par sabh so jaate, toh uske aashik chup chup kar uske bedroom mein aate the. Maine bohot baar aadhi raat ko uske room mein jhaak kar dekha hai. Aapko toh pataa hai na hamaara ghar kitna bada hai. Kisiko pataa bhi nahi chalta. Aur didi apne nange badan se apne aashikon ki pyaas bhujaati." My anger had now turned into lust. Listening to such things from Payal was giving me a hard on. "Kabhi lund choosti.." she continued "Kabh woh uski choot chaat te. Aur fir, takaatak..chudai. Kahi baar toh ek saath 2-3 aashikon se bhi chudaati thi." Payal was seriously intoxicated. And now, she was turned on by her own talks. Watching her sitting there besides me, breathing heavily, my lund was raging with passion. Never mind that my wife's dirty secrets were out. All I cared about was this young 18 years old nubile girl sitting besides me, talking dirty. She was quiet now. And she stayed quiet for the next 2-3 minutes. I was quiet too. But what happened next, was something I wasn't prepared for. She turned to me, looked at me, smiled as she slowly spread her legs. "Come on my dear Jijaji." Said Payal as she spread her slender legs, her short skirt hiked way above her waist now. Her white satin panties were moist, making it transperant enough for me to get a good glimpse of her well trimmed choot hair. "Dekh kya rahe ho." She continued, now licking her upper lip. "Choddo na..pleaaaseee." That was it. I couldn't take it any longer. I leaned towards her, placed my mouth over her pretty mouth. My tounge explored her mouth as she moans softly. I placed my left hand over her soft thighs. They were so soft, so smooth, I kept rubbing them for a while as we smooched wildy. I put my hand under her thighs now. I put my other arm over her shoulders, around her neck and scooped her up in my arms, carrying her into my bedroom. We kept smooching as I carried her in. I dropped her on the bed and climbed on top of her. We started smooching again. There she was, lying on my bed, her legs spread apart to accomodate me between them as we smooched. My hands were roughly squeezing both her boobs. We moaned and sighed as we smooched, making slurpy sounds as we did so. Her hands reached for my pyjama's naada. She undid the

naada and pushed my pyjam down as we smooched. Her right hand then made its way into my underwear. She grabbed my hard hot lund. It was already a little creamy and made those squishy sounds as she stroked it up and down. She gasped as our lips parted. "Jiju..kya bada lund hai aapka." she said. I lifted myself up a little so she could see below what she was holding in her hand. She kept massaging it softly with her soft fingers. I looked down at her hand stroking my cock. The naughty girl then rubbed it against her extremely damp panties. I looked at her lust filled face. It looked like a sex crazy hungry bitch. My hands reached down for her panties, pushing them down. As soon as they were off, i grabbed them and rubbed it all over her face. The moistness of her pussy made her face glow. I thrust them in her mouth. We looked into each others eyes, the panties stuck in her mouth. After a while, I pulled them out with my teeth and we started smooching again. After smooching like this for a few more minutes, I got up, kneeling on top of her one knee on each side of her. She grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it off her body. I pulled her bra off too., making her completely naked now. We were overtaken by passion completely. I placed my lund, all of 8 inches between her soft and lovely boobs. I was boob fucking her. Her lips tried to kiss it everytime it came close to her mouth. I fucked her boobs like this for a while as she squeezed them over my lund. Then finally, I raised my cock further towards her mouth. As soon as it came close to her lips, she kissed it first and then wrapped her lips around it. There she was, lying on my bed, with me on top of her face and my lund fucking her hot mouth. "Saali ji.." I grunted as the warmth of her mouth and her soft moans made me feel good as she sucked it. "Tu teri didi se bhi zyaada experienced lagti hai lund choosne mein." She giggled, but still continued to suck my cock. Her fingers were ticking my balls as she sucked. I took my cock out of her mouth now, and we both examined it. I looked at it, her face was right below it. It was wet, and dripping with her thick saliva and my precum. She grabbd it with her hand started to rub it all over her face like a horny bitch. What a sight it was. My sweet sexy saali nangi and rubbbing my fat lund all over her pretty face. She rubbed it like that till it was dry, and then put her mouth on it again and continued sucking. The lund sucking went on for the next 5 minutes. Finally, she let go of my lund. "Jiju.." she said, breathing heavily. "Chodd daalo meri choot abh." "Jo tu bole payal darling." I said. I crawled backwards. She lifted her legs. I positied myself right between her legs now. Taking my cock in my hand, I rubbed the head of lund over her extremely wet choot. She moaned and squirmed over the bed. I looked into her eyes, she looked into mine. I slowly and gently pushed my lund between her choot. My cock was now entering her pussy. The more deeper it went, the tighter her choot was getting. She closed her eyes tights and was squeezing her own nipples very hard. By now, my lund was completely inside her choot. I let it stay in there for a few seconds to enjoy the warm wet feeling of her choot. It was amazing. I slowly pulled it out. I looked at it as it came out. It was completely covered in her pussy juice. I looked up at her, grinning. She grinned to. I placed my lund back on the entrance of her choot again, and unlike the first time, this time I gave it a big hard thrust. "AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh.." she screamed. "Aur chilao Saaliji! Aaj toh teri choot ki khair nahi."

I kept thrusting in and out of her pussy very hard and rough. She was yelling, screaming, moaning with pleasure. The whole house was filled with my grunts and her yells and moans of pleasure. I was fucking her like a beast. Maybe it was my anger with my wife and my lust for my saali that made me such a beast in bed with her that night. I kept fucking her. I had felt her choot ka paani gushing all over my lund twice as she came. But I kept fucking her. Finally, my thrusting was getting really hard and rough. I could see it on her face that she was having a tough time. But I didn't care. My thrusts got harder and harder as I was reaching my climax. And then, with one loud grunt and a thrust so hard that there were almost tears of joys in her eyes, I started cumming. Two violent jerks as I came inside her pussy. I quickly pulled out and crawled on top of her face. Whatever was left, I wanted to see it on her face. Drops of thick cum globs splattered over her nose, and then her lips. She took her tounge out and licked the drops off. I came squeezing my lund back and forth, making sure each and every drop was out. I couldn't believe how much I came that night. Even my slut wife had never made me cum so much. I came in Payal's pussy as well as on her face. I plopped down on the bed besides her, breathing heavily. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Then, she turned to me and put her arm around my hairy chest. For the next half an hour, we stayed like that. We fucked three more times that night. I fucked her in every way possible. Her tight gaand made my cock sore by the end of the 4th and final session. Her gaand ka hole was red too by the time we were done. The next morning, she woke up before I did. She saw me lying naked besides her the bedsheets were all messy and smelled of sweat and cum. She smiled, slowly crawled downwards and took my lund in her mouth. What a morning wake up that was. We fucked like till the day my wife came back from the marriage. I was so happy from fucking Payal, I didn't care that now I knew my wife's chudakkad past. All I cared about was finding one moment with Payal alone so I could do naughty things with her. When her didi wasn't noticing, I'd squeeze her boob and she would giggle. When her didi was taking a nap, I'd put my hand inside her skirt, in through her chaddi and rub her choot. This continued till the time came when she had to go back home. It was the most amazing week ever. The End.