Adultery Bus Ka Suffer

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“jitna choosna tha hum choos liye” “nahi, aur chooso” “Tu man bhar choomne nahi di, to hum tumko poora thode hi choosenge” “nahi. please chooso na? please please please!” neeta charam ke bilkul nazdeek thi. Yahan pahunchne ke baad use ab aur kuchh nahi soojh raha tha. use to bas choot par buddhe ki jeebh chahiye thi. “abhi choos do fir jee bhar choom lena” “nahi, ab humko chumma wumma nahi lena hai?” “please! kyun sata rahe ho. main pagal ho jaungi. please mujhe chooso na. tumhe jo chahiye le lo par mujhe chooso” Buddha apne chaal mein safal ho chuka tha. Neeta uske saamne girgira rahi thi aur jo bhi wo mange khud dene ko taiyaar thi. Par buddha bewkoof nahi tha. Wo ek hi baar mein use chodne ki baat nahi kar sakta tha. Wo jaanta tha ki adhik ke lalach mein jo thoda bahut use mil sakta hai wo bhi nahi milega. “main teri choot choosta hoon, tu mera lund choos” “nahi, wo nahi. kuchh aur” “tab rahne de” “theek hai, pehle mera chooso, main baad mein tumara choosungi” “hum itne bhi bewkoof nahi hain, tu mera choos saath sath main tera choosunga.” buddha neeta ke bluff ko pakad chuka tha. neeta ko ab samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki wo kya kare. Ek to wo apne choot mein dhadhak rahi aag mein jal rahi thi, aur us aag ko bujhane ke liye use kisi gair mard ka lund choosna padega. “please, main shadi suda hoon, main nahi choos sakti. main tumhe 1000 rupaye dungi, please chooso na.” “hum paisa ke liye gaand nahi marate hain. choosna hai ta bol nahi ta hum ja rahe hain. bahut maza de diye tohra.” buddha uth kar khada ho gaya. Neeta lachaar thi. uska id aur superego mein mahasangram fir se suru ho gaya tha par is baar id superego se kayiguna shaktishaali tha. “theek hai” neeta ne apna hathiyaar daal kar atma samarpan kar diya tha. uttejit aur romanchit buddha bina samay gawaye neeta ke chhati ke dono taraf pair kar ghutno ke bal baith gaya aur apne haathon se apne khade lund ko hilane laga. apne lund ke supare ko nanga kar buddhe ne neeta ke gulabi rasheele honthon par lipstick lagaya. Neeta ne apne honthon ko ek doosre par daba rakha tha. “munh khol saali” Buddha josh mein aa raha tha. Neeta ek do kaudi ke khalashi ke munh se gaali sun kar shock mein to zaroor thi par use is baat ka adhik shock tha ki usse gali sun kar use bura nahi laga tha, balki use maza aaya tha. usne apne honthon ek doosre par dabaye hue sar ko hilaya. Buddhe mein ab adhik sabra nahi tha. Usne badh kar neeta ke baal ko pakda aur pakad kar zor se kheencha. “Munh khol randi!” “Aaah!” Neeta ke munh se cheekh nikal padi aur usne apna munh khol diya. Buddhe ne uske munh mein apna lund ghusa diya. Buddhe ne pehli baar neeta ke sath zabardasti ki thi, par uske zabardasti aur gaali ne neeta ko aur romanchit kar diya tha. uske choot ki aag aur dhadhak chuki thi. kuchh der tak to neeta sithil leti rahi aur buddha apne lund ko neeta ki munh mein pelta raha. Par fir neeta ka jeebh sakriye hone laga. wo apne jeebh se buddhe ke lund ko dabane lagi thi. Buddha ka josh aur badha to neeta bhi josh mein aa gayi aur buddhe ke lund ko choosne lagi. Ab neeta randi ban chuki thi. Ab use koi parhej nahi tha. Use kisi bhi tarah se apni choot chuswaani thi. __________________________