Main kafi waqt se sex story padhate aaya hu main Mumbai ka rehene wala hu. Ye meri frist story hai. Mujhe aunty. Bhabhi ladkiyo se jyada pasand hai. M...in aasha karta hu ki ladies log is kahani ko padhake apni chut ka paani rok na payegi. Or bhai log hilate hilate mer jayenge. Chalo ab story pe aata hu,Ye ek sacchi ghatana hain. Mera ek dost hai uska naam Vicky hai. Hum best friends hain. Hum hamesha saath saath ghumte the. Mera hamesha Vicky ke ghar aana jaana chalu rehata tha. Uske ghar main. “I want this family, not be a part of someone’s family” Mom sobbed.“You will be, mother, you will be” Uma tried to console her.Mom looked up, and looked at me “What do you mean?”.“I want you to marry Raja”.“What?” Mom was shocked.“Yes, I want you to marry Raja, I want you to be my sister-in-law, I want Raja to be my step-father, and I want you two to do my kanyadaan”.Mom looked at me shocked and there in the corner of her eye, I could see a smile “I am supposed to marry my son, my Raja, Do you. Unki khoobsoorti me wo baat thi ki chalu ho jao to ruka na jaye. Aur unki nazakat thi ki abhi bhi khud ko maintain kiye thi. Maze to unke pati ke the. Jab chaho utha lo, aur dabakar lo.Aisi kismat sabko nahi milti. Meri bhi ek biwi ha, mast ha, par wo baat nahi.Aur jab mene bhabhi ki li, to wo bhi kuch baar hi, dil khush to hua par bhara nahi.Khair …Bhabhi ka naam tha bilqis, unke husn ki roshni pure mohalle mein bhikhri thi. Kabhi saree pehen le to mohalle me muth ki nadiyan beh jati thi. But. Clara said, "We need to see what we've got to work with." She calmly reached out and began to undo the rest of the buttons on my love's blouse. With the buttons free, she grasped the sides, and moved them back toward her shoulders, completely exposing those wonderful breasts.As Clara reached for them, she said, "Oh, those are gorgeous. You must be proud of them." She hefted each one in her hands, as if weighing them, and gave them a firm squeeze. I could hear the moan that resulted, as did.