Incest And I turned Incest.... by barbarian_bhediya

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And I turned Incest....

writer:- barbarian_bhediya

3rd January 2012

http://exbii.com/showthread.php?t=1112868

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Hello Folks! I am posting this story for you. Its a true story about circumstances which turned me incest and risks I took to fulfill my fantasies. The narration has been done in Hinglish and the dialogs are both in Hindi and English, as they normally are in real life. This is my first story and I hope you will ignore the little mistakes. Your comments are always welcome anyways and they will inspire me to write better

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Lust is a poison which when enters in our mind, paralyses it and resets in a state where we lose our ability to analyze what is ethical and what is unethical. As the effect of this poison increases our physical desires over powers the capacity of our mind to judge between right or wrong, good or bad, to do or not to do. The only thing which sustains is either the desire for flesh or the quest for fulfilling the hidden fantasies. This majorly happens at the age when we get acquainted to the world of sex and we need something more than just watching porn movies and reading porn stories; though they the biggest inspirations.


Everyone undergoes the similar situation where the internal pressure of one’s desire and one’s own personal fantasies grows up to an extent that it bursts out compelling us to take world’s deadliest risks in order to live them in reality. Some of us are able to suppress these but some become so spell bound that they decide to live it. They are the one whom we generally call perverts, lechers, and by many other names. I am one of those.

Sameer Rajvir Arora, a Punjabi guy from a well to do family based in South Delhi. I am 5’ 10” with athletic built. I have got many compliments about my looks but I think I have just above average looks ( like most Punjabi guys). My family consists of Father, Mother and my younger sister Avantika. My father Mr Rajvir Ratan Arora is into construction business and is a government contractor too. He has dashing personality even at the age of 52. I have seen his photographs when he was young and believe me he had personality which can make every girl go weak in her knees. Charming personality multiplied by wealth equals sexy life partner. This universally true equation applied well to my father and he got married to Ms Shrinija Banerjee ( Now Mrs Shrinija Ratan Arora), a Bengali damsel. My Mom. From her looks I can say that she must have been a teaser of the town . Standing 5’ 6” she is “tall” according to the average height of Indian girls. Her complexion is not very fair but fair. Just that “right fair” complexion which looks very sexy. I don’t know her exact measurement but at the age of 44, she is voluptuous. Her body can give a hardon even to a dead-man. Her boobs are huge, still erect and round in shape.

As I said I don’t know the exact measurement but I guess they are no less than 38. This I can make out when she wears tight fitting clothes like tight blouse, Tight Salwar Suits or fitting T shirts. I guess there are very little dresses available in market which are not tight at her breasts. Whatever she wears makes her boobs look even bigger and one can guess their shape even if he looks at her for a second. They are perfectly round. But the thing which allures me the most is her big round ass. Ohh boy, I cant explain how it looks like. A perfect piece of meat which every guy desires. Big, round and protruding outward. I guess its no less than 38. Now you know how a Bengali ass looks like. Imagine all famous Bengali asses Sushmita Sen, Lara Dutta, Riya Sen, Rimmi Sen and then imagine how it would look like when it has been broadened further by constant ass fuck. Now you all must be thinking how do I know my mom has been fucked in ass. Two reasons, first, only a frequent ass fuck can turn a lady’s ass this beautiful as my mom had and second a Punjabi man cannot stay live without fucking the ass of his wife. These two facts assure me that my mom is ass fucked. She has lots of ASSperiance of anal sex.

She is working as a vice president (operations) with a very renowned BPO. When she dresses up in corporate get up she becomes a goddess of sex. Pure fuckable MILF. It looks like Her big breasts are desperate to break the buttons of her shirt and poke out to show how beautiful they are and that ass protrudes out so much from that sheer cotton fabric mid-length skirt that I wonder how people curb their desire to squeeze that ass when her own son finds it extremely difficult to do so. To add to the teaser look of hers, her panty line is clearly visible through her sheer fabric. I don’t know my mom does it purposely or not but what matters to me is that she looks a real sex bomb, a real teaser. Her every step makes her ass sway in such a fashion like its nodding in “yes” for the desire of hard cocks to fuck her deep down there. Then comes her thighs. Thick round and fairer than the complexion of her face. She takes all the care to keep herself well waxed and this made her thighs shine like mirror. I am in awe of my mom’s thighs. I never miss a chance to drop her to her car when she goes to her office. This I do not just because I love her, its because when she sits in her car, her skirt rises up a little more and I could see more of those thunder lickable thighs.

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The forth member in my family is my younger sister Avantika. She is a student of fashion designing at one of the premier fashion institutes of the country. I know you people are least interested in what she does rather you are more eager to know how she looks like. Ok so here I go. She is one of those hottest chicks in the town. She is a Punjabi-bengali breed. Punjabi girls are known for their killer figure and Bengali girls are known for their killer looks. Now she is a combination of both. She has inherited her looks from my mom I guess. At the age of 19, She stands 5’ 7” with fair complexion. Hair fall till her mid back. Her hair are naturally straight and little brownish and she keeps experimenting with her hair styles very often. Brown eyes which are always underlined by thick kajal. Thin shapely nose on which she wears a gold nose ring on the left side. Her lips are naturally pink and shaped in such a way that it seems they are made to suck. I have read somewhere that the shape of girl’s lips says a lot about the shape of her pussy.

This fact makes me look at her lips whenever possible with my creative mind busy drawing the face of her pussy. Not just looks, I guess she has inherited the body structure from my mom. Her boobs are perfectly round and big enough to ooze out the precum of a guy just by a single stare. She always use to wear body hugging clothes like tight tops, haulters, spaghettis and tight kurtis which makes her boobs look like two pigeons struggling to break the cage and fly. Oh I have seen her bra many a times in the bathroom and I know she has 34 size boobs though I am not sure of the cup size. She has deep belly and thin waist. Where her waist ends, my heaven starts. Its her ass. My own sisters sexy ass. Its round and protrudes outside. Size I guess will be no less than 35-36. I can say that because she wears M size panties.

Avantika likes wearing western clothes. She looks hot in whatever she wears but what made her look hottest was that cotton flared mini skirt collection she has which she wears very often. Black, white, blue...she has all. She is in a fashion college so wearing trendy dresses never came as a problem. Dad is always too busy in his business to look what her daughter is wearing and mom has nothing to do with her daughter’s dressing business. Infact she always encourages my sister to look trendy. When she wears those flared mini skirts I never misse a chance to stare at her. She has long legs, completely waxed with firm calves and thighs so chikni, so white, so fleshy that no one on this planet can stop the bulge growing above the flys. The skirt ends just 4 inches below her ass which gave ample amount of view of her thunder thighs and sexy legs.

I am sure she has a long queue of admirers who can pay any cost to fuck her. I have been with her to malls and markets and even when she is wearing simple jeans and top, guys cant stop staring at her. Some dogs like me never miss a chance to comment dirty on her. “ Saali kya totta hai”, Kasam se ek baar mil jaye to kutiya bana du ise” “Saali ki gaand dekh” “Saali k chuche dekh” “ Chinaal hai saali randi” were some of the comments which I come across most commonly. She avoids wearing skirts when she goes to a public place where there is uncontrolled crowed because somewhere she knows that she looks very sexy and very arousing in them. When wearing a jeans arouses people so much that they pass those dirty comments on her then they will surely bang her in the public if she goes out in public in such sexy dresses showing the sexiest curves of her body.

Folks, today I really don’t feel ashamed to give that description of my mom and my sister publically. Infact it was in my mind since a long time to share my experience with you people. It gives me immense ecstasy, extreme enjoyment and a special feeling to share my family with people. Two years back, when I was 19 year old, even an big negative words about any of my family members put me on fire. I once broke the nose of one boy who used to study in my sister’s class. His only fault was that he called my sister by “Abe sun”. I respected my mother like goddess and loved my sister with that pure brotherly love. This story is all about how my goddess mom changed to sex goddess and my brotherly love for my sister changed to un curable lust. This story is all about passion, its all about taking risks, its all about fulfilling my fantasies and its all about my conversion from a loving family guy to a dirty incestuous.

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CHAPTER-I

My introduction to the sexual world.


I was in **th standard at Modern School when one of my classmates, Imran became my friend. He was 2 year elder to me and he failed in the same class two times in a row. He came from a crude background and his activities revealed it all. Teachers hated him for his weakness in studies and notorious nature. He was a very funny guy though and may be this was the reason I enjoyed his company. I was good at studies so my class teacher made me to sit with him to help him out in his studies. The poor class teacher expected that I ll change him and make him like me but what happened was the other way round. He was older than me and so his knowledge about sex was more. He talked to me about girls and I loved it. At that time I was stepping into puberty and the interest in opposite sex was natural. My female classmates who were just like any other “male friend” in my class few years back were no more the same.

Now my mind started differentiated between boy and girl. My eyes were same but the way I looked now was different. Even the girls in my class were not the same as they used to be before. Like me, they were also stepping into puberty and this change was visible in their body and in their behaviour. The flat chest now started developing round, eyes filled with sparkle of youth, hips started to protrude out and thighs started becoming firm and fleshy. Few girls started applying little makeup like kajal, lip gloss etc to enhance their looks. People who know about Modern School must be aware of the school uniform. A greyish blue shirt and a flared grey skirt for girls. The length of the skirt is 3-4 inches above the knee. This gives an ample amount of view of their sexy thighs. Few notorious girls even dare to keep the length of their skirt a bit higher to tease other guys.

Imran used to talk to me about girls about their body and about his desires. Initially I did not show much interest in his talks but sex topic is known as Achilies Ankle for a teen age person. The more it is hidden, the more one takes interest in knowing everything. I could not resist Imran’s talk for a longer time and soon I started talking interest in his talks. We started with mild conversation and reached to dirty talks very soon. I seriously started enjoying his company. Though we eyed every girl of our class but a girl by the name Devika was the one who was the topic of our dirty discussion most of the time. She was the hottest girl of our class. She was not very tall but had sexy body. At that time I was un aware of the terms Vital Stats, figure and all that but what I can tell is that even at the age of ** she had a well grown body. Infact she was the most mature looking girl of our class. Her eyes always sparkled with youth naughtiness. She was the one in our class with the smallest skirt inspite of having the most voluptuous figure. Her skirt ended 5 inches above her knee. Imran used to lust her like a dog. One fine day as soon as I entered my class I saw Imran sitting at the corner back seat. He looked at me and yelled

Imran- “Abe Sameer, saale kahan that u, itna time kyu laga diya”

Me- “ Kuch nahi yaar, subah der se utha. Mom ne bhi suna diya subah subah”

Imran-“ Achcha ye sab chhod, ab jo mai tujhe batane waala hu wo sun kar tera tu pagal ho jayega”

Me- “Aisa kya hai saale”

Imran- “Abe aaj maine devika ki chaddi dekhi”...ufff saale kasam uski kale rang ki chaddi dekh kar pagal ho gaya mai”

As Imran said those words, I don’t know why I stared feeling a bulge under my pants. My heart started beating fast and my eyes became wide. In a fraction of second my creative mind started making the whole picture. Sexiest girl of my class wearing a black coloured panty between those sexy creamy hairless thunder thighs. I could feel my heart pounding and the bulge increasing. Imran noticed the bulge under my trouser. He smiled and looked at me.

Imran- “Abe saale teri bhi khadi ho gayi?” He said with a grin

Me- “Kya? Kaun khadi ho gayi”

Imran- “Abe teri nunni. Dekh saale neeche dekh” He pointed at my crotch.

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I looked down and smiled sheepishly. “arey haan yaar, ye kya ho raha hai. Mujhe gudgudi si ho rahi hai” I said with a surprise. There were lot many questions in my eyes.

“Bhosadi k, teri gaand kyu fat rahi hai. Kuch unhoni nahi ho gayi. Ye to hota hi hai –Imran said and started laughing.

“Abe yaar ye saala aksar ho jaata hai. Ghar par jab TV par actor actress ko chumma chaati karte dekhta hu tab bhi ho jata hai aisa. Par ye hai kya. Tu saale le mat meri aur bata.”- I said with a bit anger.

I was really unaware of what was happening to me. Though I used to talk about girls, I was totaly unaware of sex. Even I did not knew the meaning of the abuses like madarchod, behanchod bhosadi k etc. I abused just because I thought it makes you sound cool and ofcourse Imran was the teacher.

“Abe saale, tu bachcha hi rahega kya. Horlicks peena shuru kar de behanchod. Dekh beta aisa hota hai ki jab koi sexy scene hum dekhte hain ya kisi sexy laundiya ko dekhte hain to nunni khadi ho jaati hai. Aur maa k laude ab ye nunni nahi reh gayi, ab ye lund ho gaya hai. Bada ho gaya hai tu madarchod” – Imran said

Me- “Lund?

Imran- “Haan lund. Jab nunni ki size badi ho jaye aur wo aise khadi hone lage to uska naam change ho jaata hai. Ab ye nunni nahi lund ho gaya hai.”

It was not like I never heard this word before. I was quite acquainted with this word as it was a routine to hear this word all around. My seniors, shop keepers, bur drivers, rickshaw walas almost from hundreds of mouth I had heard this word but it was today I got to know what it meant. It was then I realized how filthy “behan ke lund and maa ke lnd means”. I was standing with wide eyes and open mouth, mind filled with mixed feelings and numerous thoughts. Imran’s words brought me back to conscious.

“Abe kya soch raha hai. Tuhe itni achchi khaba di hai kuch puchega nahi”- Said Imran

I got back to the topic of the day. Again the same image of Devika flashed in front of my mind.

“Are you serious?” This was all I could ask.

“Haan saale. Aur kya sbah subah pee kar thode hi aaya hun. “ – said Imran

“kaise dekha. Matlab kya dekha ...bata na saale”- I said. Anyone could have sensed the excitement in my voice.

“Arey tujhe to pata hai Devika, Yashi, Ananya aur Purvi chaaro ek saath aati hain aur college jaldi pahunch jaati hain”

“Hmm”- I said

“Aaj mai bhi jaldi pahunch gaya tha college to apne juniors k saath playground chala gaya basketball khelne. Wahan par ye chaaro aur 3 aur ladkiyan aapas me kho kho khel rahi thi. Inhone apne shoes utaar rakhe the. Jab warning bell ho gayi aur mai wapas aane laga to maine dekha ki Devika seediyon par baith kar apke shoes pehan rahi hai. Saali ne apni ek taang uthai shoe daalne k liye aur saali ki chaddi saaf saaf dikh gayi mujhe. Saale mera kya haal hua ye mai hi jaanta hu. Mera lund aisa khada hua saali ki chaddi dekh kar ki abhi tak nahi baitha.”

Mai Imraan ki baat dhyaan se sun raha tha aur eke k scene apne dimaag me bana raha tha. Maine fir se mehsus kiya ki meri nunni oh sorry mera LUND khada ho gaya hai. Mujhe aisa aihsaas pehle kabhi nai hua tha. Na jaane kab mera haath apne aap hi mere lund par chala gaya.

“Abe bhosadi k tera to buri tarah khada ho raha hai’- Imraan ne hanste hue kaha

“Imran yaar, mujhe bhi dekhna hai”- I said with a gulp.

“Kya dekhna hai”- Imran said with a raised eyebrow.

“Devika ki chaddi. Mujhe Devika ki chaddi dekhni hai” I said. There was something which was burning inside me.

“Yaar dekhni to mujhe bhi hai. Aaj to class me hi muth marunga ise dekh kar”- Imran said looking at Devika who was entering into the class. “Dekh saali kya lag rahi hai”

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Mai peeche ghuma aur Devika ko dekha. Pehle uska chehra dekha fir us jagah dekha jahan usne panty pehni thi. Aaj mujhe wo pehle se bhi zada sexy lag rahi thi. Usey dekhte hi mera lund khada ho gaya ye soch kar ki aaj isne kale rang ki chaddi pehni hai aur mai wo dekhne waala hu.

“Imran kuch kar saale, mujhe aaj iski chaddi dekhni hi dekhni hai ar saale ye muth kya hoti hai” I said with trembling voice. I was burning with something. Shayad isi ko lust kehte hain.

“Abe muth matlab...aaan...” he paused and said with a little irritation-“ baad me bataunga pehle Ruk kuch sochta hu ki iski chaddi kaise dekhi jaye” He paused for a minute and then said – “Aa gaya idea”

“Kya” I almost shouted.

“Batata hu. Pehle ye bata aaj drawing ki class hai na” Imran said

“Ha hai but ussey kya matlab” I was confused

“Abe tu dekhta ja. Aaj tera bhai tujhe Devika ki chaddi dikhayega. Is saali ki ye chhoti skirt aaj iski chaddi ke darshan karayegi hume. Drawing class ka wait kar.” Imran said.

Hum last row me sabse peeche waali seat par baithe the aur Devika humare saath wali row me second last seat par. Meri seat se uski taange saaf saaf dikh rahi thi. Uske gore gore calf mujhe pagal kar rahe the. Drawing ka period third hota tha aur mai sirf usi ka wait kar raha tha. Pehle do period mai sirf devika ki taange dekhta raha aur uski wo kaali panty imagine karta raha. Us din k pehle maine itna usey kabhi notice nahi kiya tha.

Khair wo waqt aa hi gaya. Jaise hi third period k liye bell baji maine Imran ki taraf dekha. Wo Devika ko hi dekh raha tha. Jaise hi maine uski taraf dekha usne dheere se kaha “Abe dhar dekh saale” Usne Devika ki taraf ishaara kiya. Class over ho gayi thi aur Devika ne water bottle nikali aur paani piya. Bottle ka cap uske haath sse chhoot kar zameen par gir gaya aur thoda aage chala gaya. Wo uthi aur jhuk kar cap uthane lagi. Uske jhkne ki wajah se uski chhoti skirt aur upar uth gayi aur uske 3/4th thighs visible ho gaye. Mai aisa drishya dekh kar pagal ho gaya. Wo jhuki hui, uski skirt uthi hui aur skirt k neeche se jhaankte hui uski gori chikni maansal jhanghe. Uff aisa laga mai pagal ho jaunga.

I looked at Imran, he looked at me. Shayad ye nazara dekh kar wo Devika ki chaddi dusri baar dekhne ke liye utna hi pagal ho raha tha jitna mai pehli baar dekhne ke liye.
“Kuch kar saale. Aaj mujhe iski chaddi dikha de. Tu jo bole mai karnga. Please mujhe is saali ki chaddi dikha de.” I was almost pleading.
In the mean time our drawing teacher came and asked us to take out color pencils and drawing sheets. Maine jaise hi bag k button kholne k liye haath badaya Imran ne mere haath pakad liye aur bola “Ruk mat nikaal. Ye samajh le tu aaj colors laya hi nahi”

“Arey mam will scold me yaar. Usne last time hi kaha tha ki sabko color pencils lane hain, aur tu aisa bol kyu raha hai”- I said with surprise.

“Saale ya to Devika ki chaddi dekh key a to thodi si daant kha le”- Imran thoda chidd kar bola.

“Kya matlab??” I said

“Dekh mam puche to bol dena tu color pencils nahi laya bas. Baki mai dekh lunga.

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In the mean time class k sab students ne color pencils drawing sheets n all nikaal liye aur mam ne sabko projector screen par bani scenery banana ko bola. Imran aur mai chupchaap baithe rahe. Kariban 10 minute baad mam ne hume notice kara ki hum kuch nahi kar rahe. Unhone almost chillate hue kaha.

“Imran and Sameer why are you both sitting idle. Do what I said.”

I looked at her but before I could say something Imran said- “Mam we both forgot to bring color pencils.

“What?” She almost screamed. I told you ten times in the previous class t bring yor color pencils and drawing sheets. You will be graded on this assignment. “

“I am extremely sorry Mam” Imran said

“And Sameer you too? It is very well expected from Imran but how could you be so careless? Fail hona hai kya? Mam was shouting. I felt ashamed as everyone was looking at us. I was seriously abusing Imran in my mind.

“Chalo now don’t waste your time. Borrow color pencils from someone and start working. You have already wasted 15 mintes.” Mam said

Imran ne jaisi hi ye suna uski aankhe chamak gayi. Usne dheere se mere kaan me kaha “Ab uth aur Devika se color pencil maang. Mai maangunga to degi nahi saali”
Mai usey dekhne laga. Wo bola “Ab aise dekh mat aur jo bola kar nahi to wo nahi dekh payega jo dekhna chhata hai”
Meri aankho se saamne fir se Devika ki chaddi ban gayi. Mai chupchap utha aur devika ki desk par gaya, Imran mere peeche aa gaya. Mai Devika ki desk tak aaya aur bola “ Devika could you please give me your color pencils?
Devika was an easygoing girl and she was helpful too. She looked at me and with a smile she said “ ya take it, in the meantime ill draw the outlines.” As she said so, Imran took the color pencil set in his hand and slowly moved his hand back without notifying Devika that he took it. As he took he intentionally dropped the pencils. Tick tick tick tick...all the pencils fell under the desk on which Devika was sitting.

Devika ne upar dekha “ What the hell yaar”

“Oh Devika My Bad, I just hit his hand by mistake” Said Imran

Devika gave a dirty look at Imran and said- “Chalo koi nahi...ab uthao ise” and again put her head down and continued her drawing. She liked drawing a lot and very soon got lost in whatever she was doing. She had the habbit of getting fully into the things which she liked and she did i with full concentration. One more habit she had. When she fully concentrated on something she unconsciously moved her legs closer and farther.

Imran bent down and pulled me asking me to help him. I was still unaware of his intention and was thinking that the pencils fell accidently but Imran had other plans. Jaise hi mai baiha usne dheere se mere se kaha..”Udhar dekh” Uska ishara Devika ki thighs ki taraf tha. Jaise hi mai peeche muda meri aankhe khuli ki khuli reh gayi. Devika unconsciously apne pair hila rahi thi aur uski chhoti skirt uske baithne ki wajah se aur upar ho gayi thi. Jaise hi wo tango ko door le jaati waise hi uski kaali chaddi dikh jaati. Mai Imran ka poora plan samajh gaya aur man hi man uske intelligence ki daad di. Devika ki kale rang ki chaddi ab meri aankho se kuch 1 feet ki doori par thi. Mera lund khada ho gaya. Uski doodhiya jhaango k beech unki kaali chaddi aisi lag rahi thi jaise nazar ka teeka ho. Maine dekha ki uski jaangho par bahut ander ek til bhi tha. Mere hont such gaye the aur mera lnd buri tarah khada ho gaya tha. Mai bas dekhe hi jaa raha tha uski khulti band hoti jhaango ko aur uski kaali chaddi ko.

“ Arey get this fast Sameer, jaldi karo mujhe bhi kaam hai” Achanak se devika ki awaaz ne mujhe chaunka diya.

“Han han” maine bola aur jaldi se pencils collect kari aur khada ho gaya. Imran ab tak uski taange dekh raha tha. Hum dono apni seat par aa gaye. Mera lund buri tarah khada tha aur yahi haal Imran ka bhi tha. Mai kuch nahi bola aura a kar apni seat par baitha.

“Kyu kaisa laga nazara” Imran said. Uska haath uske lund par tha aur wo ab bhi peeche se Devika ki taange dekh raha tha.

“Yaar ye kya dikha diya. I just cant believe” I said. Mera bhi haath apne lund par tha.

“Aur maza chahiye” Imran said

“Haan kaise?” I said

“Apne haath se apna lund pakad ar uski chamdi aage peehe kar- Imran said with burning face.

“abe pagal ho gaya hai kya? Mam dekh legi. Ye kya kara raha hai” I said with disbelief

“Abe agar maza chahiye to jo bol raha hun kar. Dekh-he pointed at his cock- “aise kar. Hum peeche baithe hain koi nahi dekhega. Aur aisa karte karte is saali Devika ki taange dekhta reh.

Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha but mai pata nahi kyu Imran ki baat maan na chahata tha. Uske us chaddi dikhane wale kaam ne uski ek alag si image bana di thi mere aage. Maine apna lund pant k upar se hi ungliyon ke beech pakda aur uski chamdi aage peeche karne laga. Mai lagataar Devika ki taange dekhe jar aha tha. Apne aap hi mere aage uski wo kaali chaddi, uska wo til aur uski wo gori dhudhiya jhaange aane lage. Meri chamdi aage peeche karne ki speed apne aap hi bad gayi. Uska wo chehra uski jhaange, Imran ki baatein, uska wo til aur uski wo kaali chaddi...mere dimaag me sab ek saath chal raha tha. 3-4 minute baad hi mera sharer jhatke dene laga aur meri raftaar tez ho gayi. Achanak se aisa laga jaise badal fata ho, andhera ho gaya ho. Ek zor ka jhatka laga aur aisa laga jaise kuch pighal kar meri jhaango par gira kuch garam sa kuch ghaada sa. Meri aankhe madhoshi me band hone lagi ar mere mu se sheere se ssssssssssssssss...aisi awaaz nikli. Shareer me 2-3 jhatke aaye aur mai bench par let gaya.

Imran abhi bhi hila raha tha fir achanak se uske saath bhi waisa hi kuch hua. Saari awaaze jaise band thi..saara mahol jaise khamosh tha. Sirf ek mai tha aur mera ye naya aihsaas tha. Meri tandra Imran ne todi.

“Bete Sameer, aaj teri nunni lund ban gayi” He was smiling

...TO BE CONTINUED

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Wo din maine kaise bitaya pata nahi chala. Bas saara din ajeeb ajeeb khyalo me khoya raha. Puchne par mujhe Imran ne bata diya tha ki jo maine ye apne lnd ki chamdi hila kar ander ki cream bahar nikaali hai ise hi muth marna bolte hain. Kuch bahar to aaya tha lund se par mujhe ye nahi pata tha ki wo kya hai kaisa hai aur kyu aaya hai. “Kya ye kabhi bhi aa sakta hai. Kyun aata hai ye, Kya kiya maine? Na jaane aise kitne khyalo ne mujhe baandh rakha tha. Us din maine class me kya padai kari, kaunsi teacher kab aa kar chali gayi kuch pata nahi chala. Jab last period khatam hua aur hum ghar jaane ke liye bahar nikle to maine Imran se pucha


“Yaar muth ghar par maarni ho to kya karu?

Kya karu matlab, chamdi aage peeche kar liyo apne aap hi nikal jayega” Imran said

“Par Devika ki taange to dikh nahi rahi hongi” Maine bola

Abe chutiye aaj jo dekha hai bas wo sochte rahiyo, bathroom me ghus jaiyo aur lund hila liyo. Fir dekhiyo kaisa maza aata hai” Imran said while laughing, his laugh was like winning smile.Mujhe aisa lag raha tha jaise usey bahut fakr ho raha hai mujhe muth maarna sikha kar.

Mai ghar pahuncha aur jaate hi apne room me ghus gaya. Roz ki tarah meri mom office gayi hui thi aur behan apne room me thi. Saara ka saara scene mere dimaag me chal raha tha. Mai sochte hi ja raha tha jo maine dekha tha. Devika ki gori taang, uski wo chaddi Imran ka plan...sab mere dimaag me ek saath chal rahe the.

Mai fir se muth maarna chahata tha. Abhi mai school uniform me hi tha aur bed se uth kar mai bathroom ki taraf chala gaya. Mere lund se kya nikla tha ye jaan ne ke liye main eek jhatke me apni trouser utaar di. Mera underwear thoda geela tha. Poore bathroom me ek ajeeb si gandh fail gayi. Ye peshaab ki gandh to nahi thi par kuch kuch us jaisi hi thi. Maine apne underwear neeche sarkaya.

Mere lund par baal aane shuru ho gaye the aur inhi balo me kuch chipchipa sa laga hua tha. Mere lnd par bhi kuch safed sa laga hua tha, ek safed rang ki papdi se jami hui thi. Mera lund shaan se khada hua tha. 5 saade 5 inch ka lund raha hoga us time. Mujhe wo cheez nikalti hi dekhni thi jo maine art ke period me nikaali thi. Maine Imran ki baat yaad kari, lund left hand se pakda aur chamdi aage peeche karna shuru kara. Khayalo me fir wahi sab aane laga, Devika...uski chaddi...uski taange..uska pair hilana...uska joote daalte hue Imran ka usey dekhna...uski chhoti skirt...uska wo til...Ananya ki taange. Arey!! Ye mere dimaag me kya aaya. Devika ko sochte sochte mai Ananya ko kahan se scone laga. Wo aaj devika k bagal baithi thi class me par mai usey kyu sochne laga.

Ananya bhi ek behad sexy laundiya thi. Uski taange bhi Devika jitni hi sexy thi aur uska skirt bhi chhota hi rehta tha. Mai usey bhi sochne laga. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki Devika ko sochte sochte Ananya kahan se beech me aa gayi par job hi tha is soch ne mere muth maarne ki raftaar ko dugna kar diya. Fir kya tha...Kriti bhi mere khayaal me aa gayi...fir Anvita. Mere khyaal me class ki saari sexy laundiyan aane lagi ek ek kar ke, Ye saari wo laundiya thi jo mujhe aise hi achcha laga karti thi. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki wo aise time par mere khyaal me aayengi jab mera lund mere haath me hoga. Shayad yahi hota tha kisi ko sexually chahana. Mere dimaag me eke k kar saari hot ladkiya aane lagi aur meri chamdi aage peeche karne ki raftaar bad gayi. Mai yaad karne laga ki maine kis kis ko jhukte hue dekha hai, kis kis ki taange dekhi hai.

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Khyaal aise the ki mere aage jaise picture chal rahi ho. Tabhi fir se sharer me wahi jhunjhuni se paida hui, sharer akadne laga, aisa laga mera lund fool raha ho. Fir ek tez jhatka aata aur ek safed paani ki dhaar pressure ke saath lund se nikli aur saamne lagi wall tile par padi, fir dusri dhaar nikli fir teesri. Hare k dhaar nikalne ke saath mera sharer jhatke kha raha tha...mai na chah kar bhi aankh poori tarah khol nahi paa raha tha. Shareer me ek masti si chha gayi aur mai neeche baith gaya jaise laga tango me khada reh pane ka dum nahi baaki reh gaya.

Mai wahi baith gaya aur saamne wall tile par gire us safed paani ko tile par filaste hue ek lakeer ki tarah neeche aate dekhne laga. Mujhe ab tak nahi pata tha who kyat ha.

Agle din jab mai school pahuncha to mai ne Imran ko saari baat batai. Maine usey bataye ki maine kya kya socha. Jab maine usey ye bataya ki maine class ki aur bhi sexy ladkiyon ko soch kar apna lund hilaya hai to uski aankhe chamak uthi.

“Saale ab tu ho raha hai jawan. Ab aayi tere lund me fadak aura b tera lund chudai ke liye taiyyar hai” Imran bola

“Chudai”? Abe tu kya bol jata hai samajh nahi aata”

Arey bête jab ek ladke ka lund sexy ladkiyon ke bare me soch kar paani nikaalne lage to samajh lena chahiye ki wo ab poori tarah se tayyar hai” Imran bola

“Kis cheez ke liye tayyar hai”

Chudai ke liye Imran said
“ye kya hoti hai” His every word was making me more eager to know what is it all about. I really wanted to know the reason why that white cream come out and Imran was the only person who could help me.

“Abe saale poora bachcha hai abhi bhi tu. Achcha chal ye bata ladke aur ladki me kya difference hota hai”- Imran said

“Bahut difference hota hai yaar...unke baal humse lambe hote hain, thodi sophisticated hotin hain, emotiona hoti hain..wo nail polish lagati...”

Abey chup!!- Imran ne meri baat beech me hi kaat di. Saale physical difference bata. Humari body unse alag kaise hoti hai”
Mai sochne laga

“Abey chutiye jaa ar aaj ladkiyo ko notice kar. Chal tu sabko notice mat kar sirf apne maal Devika ko notice kar aaj din bhar aur point bana ki tere me aur usme kya difference. Tere paas interval tak ka time hai. – Imran mere se bola

“Theek hai” – Mai bola aur class me aa gaya.

Mai apni seat par baith gaya aur thodi hi der me Devika class me ghusi. Pata nahi kyu usey dekhte hi mujhe wok al ka scene aur us scene kar soch kar muth maarna yaad aa gaya. Ye soch kar ki kal maine isi ko soch kar apna lund hila kar safed paani nikaala tha mera lund khada ho gaya aur ek ajeeb si sihran si mach gayi

Maine use dhyaan se notice karta shuru kara. Wo saamne se aa rahi thi. Sabse pehle maine uska chehra dekha, fir apne aap hi nazar chadi wale area me chali gayi. Maine wahan se fir upar dekhne laga aur meri nazar uski chhaati par jaa kar ruk gayi. Shayad mujhe wi difference dikh gaya tha. Uski chhati aage ki or ubhri hui thi. Aisa lag raha tha isne shirt ke neeche 2 amrood rakhe hue ho. Maine apni nazre fir neeche karna shuru kara. Maine dekha ki uski jhaanghe mere se zada moti aur maansal hain aur uski gaand thodi gol aur peeche ki aur nikli hui hai.

Ye sab dekh kar mera lund kulache maarne laga. Maine apne haath se apne lund ko thoda adjust kara pant ke neech. Mujhe is tarah uske ango ko notice karna ek alag tarah ka such de raha tha.

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Class shuru ho chuki thi. Maine Imran se bola “Saale meri aur uske sharer me to jitney bhi difference hain wo maine notice kar liye hain”

“Kya kya notice kara janab ne hume bhi bayen”- Imran hanste hue bola. Uski hansi me ek tarah ka aatm vishwas tha ki maine sab kuch notice nahi kara hai. Sach baat to yahi thi ki maine sabse bada difference notice hi nahi kara tha.

“Dekh uski chhati humse alag hai.”

“Kya alag hai”

“Matlab wo ubhri hui hai. Jaise aurto hi hoti hai. “

“Ha ha ha” Imran zor se hansa...”Kyu ubhri hui hai pata hai”

“Kyu?
“Jab ye maa ban jayegi to iska bachcha doodh isi se piyega na. Saale tune bhi to maa ka doodh piya hai. Yaad aaya”

“arey haan..bachche doodh yahi se peete hain yaar..kitna stupid hu mai”

“Haan wo to tu hai hi chutiya saale. But chal Baba Imran aaj tjhe ek aur gyaan dete hain”

“Haan baba Imran..avashya den” Main bola

Bete ye jo do balls inki ladkiyon ki chhatiyon par hoti hain inka kaam sirf chhote bachchon ko doodh pilana nahi hota, ye hum jaise bade bachchon ke bhi kaam aata hai. Angrez isey boobs bolte hain aur hum desi log ise chuche ya mamme bolte hain.” Kya bolte hain inhe beta”? Imran ne mere se pucha

“Chuche ya mamme.” Mere mu se apne aap hi nikal gaya

“Haan. Ladkiyan apne chucho se ladko ko attract karti hain. Jis laundiya ke jitney bade aur gol chuche wo laundiya utni he sexy lagti hai laundo ko. In chucho ke beech me ek daana hota hai jise nipple bolte hain. Ye wahi nipple hai jise chhota bachcha apne mu me lekar doodh peeta hai. Gori laundiyo ke nipple light browninsh hote hain aur jaise jaise ladkiyon ke skin color ko kam karta ja. Nipple ka color brown se black ki taraf badta hai. “

Mai mu khol kar uski baatein sun raha tha. Ye sab mere liye waisa hi tha jaise ek class 3rd ke bachche k liye Newton’s Law, bas ye gyaan boring nahi tha aur mujhe behad interest aa raha tha.

Imran ne apni baat zaari rakhi. “ Dekh jo maine tjhe bataya hai wo sab apne man me baitha le. Waise aur kya difference notice kara tune?”

Mai bola- “Devika ki thighs par baal nahi hain aur wo zada maansal hai...”

SSssssssssss....- Meri baat beech me hi reh gayi jab usne itna sunte hi mu se siskaari nikaali. “Saali ki chikni jhaanghe uff....haan aage bol”

“aur uski hips zada bahar ki taraf nikli hain” mai bola

“Abe madarchod, hips nahi gaand bol. Jab kisi laundiya ke jism ka varnan karte hain to desi bhasha proyog kiya kar. Angrezi mat pel diya kar. Jitni gandi bhasha me baat karega tujhe utna hi maza aayega. Aur haan ye sahi hai. Jab laundiya jawan hone lagti hai to uski jhaanghe aur maansal hone lagti hain aur uski gaand aur gol aur badi hone lagti hai. Jab kisi laundiya ki gaand bahar ki or nikalne lage samajh lo wo chudne layak ho gayi hai. Aur bata kya notice kara tune?

Me- “Bas yahi aur kya. Aur bhi kuch hai kya?” Maine ek chtiyape ka sawal pucha. Ye sawal kitna bewkoofi bhara tha ye mujhe aaj samajh aata hai. “Aur ye chudai chudai kya bolta rehta hai. Bata na kya hota hai chudai?”

Imran hansne laga. Mujhe ye sab gyaan de kar wo apne ko mera guru samajh raha tha.

Wo bola- “Bataunga shishya..avashya bataunga but tujhe ek kaam karna padega.”

“Kya kaam” mai tapaak se bol pada. In nayi baato ko jaan ne ka mere me kitna kautuhal tha ye aap soch hi sakte hain

“Ek paper par class ki har laundiya ka naam likh. Fir uske aage uske chucho ko grades de. A+ matlab bahut achche A matlab achche B matlab kaam chalau aur C matlab bekaar. Fir class me jin 3 laundiyon k chuche sabse achche hain unhe 1,2,3 rank de”

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Ye kaam mujhe kuch exciting sa laga. Maine fatafat se ek paper nikala aur uspar sab ladkiyon ke naam likhe. Fir eke k kar ke class ke har ladki ko dekhna shru kara. Jankari ke liya bata dun ki mai unke chehre nahi dekh raha tha. Mai unke boobs yani ki unke chuche dekh raha tha. Ananya Devika Roshnita Komal Taashi Vidya...maaine har kisi ko dekha aur uske chucho ka akaar lene ki koshish kari.


Umar ke is padao par ladkiyo ke chucho ka aakaar zada se zada ek santare jaisa hi ho sakta hai par us waqt mere liye santare hi bahut the. Maine us paper par sabke naam ke aage uske chucho ka grade likhna shuru kar diya. Is kaam me mujhe ek anokha sa such mil raha tha. Mere shareer me current sa daud raha tha. Har ladki ke chuche apne aap me alag the. Kisi ke chhote kisi ke bade. Saale Imran ne sach kaha tha. Bade chucho wali laundiya apne aap hi attractive ho jaati hai jaike ki Nidhi. Nidhi ek sanwle rang ki chupchaap rehne wali ladki thi jo aaj se pehle mujhe pasand nahi thi. Par aaj jab maine uske chucho par nazar daali to mai shock ho gaya. Ye shayad Rank-1 chuche the. Class me sabse bade. Pata nahi kaise wo mujhe ekdum se sexy lagne lagi. Is poore karya ke dauraan mera lund khada hi hua tha.

At last list ban gayi. Fir time aaya rank karne ka. Maine sarsari nigah se ek baar fir hare k laundiya ke chucho ko dekha. Mujhe Nidhi ke chuche sabse bade lage so maine usey rank 1 de diya. Uske chucho me ek ajeeb sa tanaav tha. Ekdum kase hue aur aisa lagta tha shirt faad kar bahar aa jayenge. Doosra sthaan mila humaari maal Devika ko. Uske chuche bhi shaandar the aur tane hue the but Nidhi jitney bade nahi the. Teesre sthaan ke liye mai fans gaya. Tie hone ki naubat thi. Ananya ke chucho aur Ishita ke chucho ke beech. Dono ke chuche hi mujhe achche lag rahe the. Khair zada time na waste karte hue maine Ananya ke chucho ko teesra sthaan de diya kyunki wo Ishita se zada sexy this dekhne me...mera matlab shakal me.

Ye saara kaam maine 1st period me hi khatam kar diya.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Maine list Imran ko di. Usne bade dhyaan se poori list padi fir usne Nidhi ki taraf dekha. Shayad usne bhi Nidhi ki jawaani ke us ubhaar par pehle kabhi dhyaan nahi diya tha. Uska mu khula ka khula reh gaya. Usne dheere se bola “Ohh behanchod...saali ke chuche hain ya pahaad”


Usne mere se bola “Behanchod ek hi din me kya gazab ka notice karne laga hai tu! Mast kaam kiya hai saale. Bilkul sahi grades diye hain in kutiyo ko.” Uske mu se ladkiyo ko “kutiya” bolna mujhe bahut achcha laga. Mai muskura diya. Imran ne mere se pucha- “Kyu muskura raha hai saale?”

Mai Bola- “Yaar mujhe pata nahi kyu bahut acha laga jab tune in ladkiyon ko kutiya bola”

Imran ne hanste hue kaha- “beta maine pehle hi kaha tha ki jitna ganda bolega utna maza aayega. Baato me ye “sophistication” laana mood ki maa chod deta hai”

“To fir aaj se hum inhe kutiya hi bolenge” Maine excited hote hue kaha. Ladkiyo ke liye kutiya word mujhe behad excite kar raha tha. “Ab tu mujhe wo main wala difference bata aur chudai ka matlab bhi”
“Agli class games ki hai na?” – Imraan ne pucha

Haan. Kyu?

“Dekh mai tujhe wo difference dikhaunga luck saath raha to”

Kaise?

Bete bas tu dekhta ja.

Mai fir bechain ho utha. Games period ki ghanti bajne ka wait karne laga aur aakhir baj hi gayi. Class ke sabhi students field me aa gaye. Imran ne mere se bola ki aaj mai cricket na khelu aur pet dard ka bahana maar kar uske saath baitha rahu. Maine waisa hi kara. Wo mujhe lekar us jagah aa kar baith gaya jahan ladkiyan Kho-Kho khl rahi thi. Hum ek kone me baith kar ladkiyon ko dekhne lage.

Imran ne mere se bola –“bête ab yahan baith kar in ladkiyon...

“Kutiyon...maine beech me uski baat kaat te hue bola.

Haan Kutiyon. Ab yahan baith kar in kutiyon ko dekh aur sahi time ka wait kar. Jab tak wo sahi time nahi aa jaata inke chucho ko hilta hua dekh aur inki gaand ko matakta hua dekh. Jab ye saali daudengi to dekhna inke chuche kya mast hilenge, bounce maarege in kutiyon ke chuche.”- Imran bola

Ye sab sn kar mai buri tarah uttejit ho raha tha. Mai ladkiyon ka game dekhne laga. Ladkiya jis ground par khelti thi wo cement ka bana hua tha isliye jooto ke saath daudne se pair fisalte the. Is wajah se ladkiyan apne joote utaar kar khelti thi. Hum jahan baithe the uske theek saamne lagbhag 10 feet ki doori par ladkiyon ne apne joote utaar rakhe the. Mai ye to samajh gaya ki Imran ne mujhe yahan kyu baithaya hai. Mai khush ho gaya ki aaj bhi mujhe kuch chaddiyan dikhne waali hain par mujhe abhi tak ye nahi samajh aaya tha ki wo kaun sa “defference” hai jo Imraan mujhe notice karwane waala hai. Khair maine ye sochna chhod kar ladkiyon ko dekhna zada behtar samjha. Meri nazar fir devika par atak gayi. Wo kho-kho achah khelti thi aur jaisa ki ladkiyo me aadat hoti hai khelte waqt chillane ki, mujhe uske chillane ki awaaz sabse zada aa rahi thi. Jab wo Daudti thi to uski chhoti skirt hawa me uth jaati thi jiski wajah se mujhe uski goro gori jaangho ke darshan ho rahe the. Jab uska turn baithne ka hota tha fir to jaise jannat ke nazaare mil jaate the.

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Kho-kho jis kisi bhai ne dekha hai wo jaanta hoga ki kis tarah ladkiyan baithti hain. Jo nahi jaante unki jaankari ke liye bata du ki ek Indian style toilet seat par jis tarah hum tatti karne ke liye baithte hain waise baitho fir gaand ko thoda sa upar ki or uthao aur apna daaye pair ke ghutno ko baayen pair ke ghutno ki height se thoda aur upar kar ko. Aisa iskiye karte hain so that uth kar bhaagne me kam time lage.

To jab Devika is position me baith tit hi to uski skirt aur peeche chali jaati aur mujhe uski gori maansal jhannge ander tak dikh jaati. Maine Imran se bola- “Saale is Devika kutiya ko dekh. Iski poori nangi taange dikh rahi hai”

Imraan- “ssssssss....saali bahut badi kitiya hai ye, Jaanbujh kar itni chhoti skirt daal kar aati hai saali taaki hume apne jism ke darshar kara sake. Ananya kutiya ko dekh. Kaise saali apne chuche jaanbujha kar hila hila kar daud rahi hai. Ye saali chahati hain hum inhe dekhe” Imran ke awaaz me dabi uttejna ko mai mehsoos kar sakta tha.

Aisi baatein karte karte period khatam ho gaya. Games teacher se seeti maari aur saari ladkiya bhaag kar apne joote daalne seediyon ke paas aa gayi. Imran ne mere kaan me kaha.

“Ab in saaliyon ki chaddi dekhiyo aur ye dekhne ki koshish kar ki inki tango ke theek beech me yaani ki chaddi ke theek beech ka hissa phoola hua hoga”

Maine aankhe faad kar usey dekha to wo bola-“Madarchod mujhe nahi udhar dekh time kam hai.”

Saari ladkiyan joote daalne me vyast thi ar kisi ko aihsaas tak nahi tha ki do kutte unke choot dhaakne wale kapde ko dekhne ke liye shikariyo ki tarah baithe hain. Ek saath bahut saari ladkiyan jootey daalne ke liye baithi aur ye kya aaj mujhe Tanya ki chaddi dikh gayi jaise hi usne jooto ko pair me fasane ke liye taange upar kari. 10 feet ke doori se mujhe sab saaf dikh raha tha. Tanya ne white color ki chaddi pehni hui thi jispar neele rang ke phool bane hue the. Fir usi waqt mujhe Ishita ki chaddi dikhi, wo bhi safed rang ki hi thi, fir Ananya ki dark blue color ki chaddi fir neha ki pink color ki chaddi....uffff ye nazara aisa tha jaise mai jannat me aa gaya hu. Lund buri tarah khada ho gaya. Mere class ki ladkiya aisa lag raha tha mujhe apni chaddiyan dikhane aayi hain aaj. Unki gori gori jhaango ke beech phanse us choot dhakne ke kapde ko dekh kar mai pagal hue jaa raha tha.

Meri tandra ko Imran ki awaaz ne toda-“ Bhosadi ke Devika ko dekh jaldi”

Maine chonk kar Devika ko dekha. Up apni taange failaye apne jooto ke ander se apni jurabe nikal rahi thi. Saali itne chhote skirt daalti ki mehaz taange kholne se hi uski chaddi ke darshan hone lage. Usne aaj white chaddi pehni hui thi. Imran ne mere se bola- “Ab jaise hi ye kutiya jurabe daalne ke liye apni taange uthayegi iski chaddi aur achche se dikhegi...tab jaldi se iski chaddi ke beech ka ubhaar dekhna.

Waisa hi hua. Jaise hi Devika ne apni taange hawa me uthai uski chaddi saaf saaf mujhe dikhne lagi. Maine aankhe wahi gada di. Mujhe uski chaddi ke beech ka wo ubhaar saaf saaf dikhne laga. Aisa lag raha tha jaise usne chaddi ke neeche pao rakha ho. Wo phoola hua hissa dekh kar mere mu se anayaas hi “aaah ssssss” nikal aaya. Jab tak Devika ne poori tarah taange neechi nahi kar li, mai uski us jannat ko dekhta hi raha.

Isi din se mjhe skirt ke prati ek fantasy si ho gayi. Skirt mujhe ladkiyon par sabse sexy dress lagne lagi. Saari aur skirt, ye do hi aisi dresses hain jimhe ladke nahi pehan sakte. Is wajah se ye ladkiyon ko bilul feminine look deti hai. Yai wo kapde hain jinme ek ladki ka jism sabse achcha lagta hai. Khaas taur par skirt. Aadhi jhaango par khatam ho jaane wali skirt jitna chhupati nahi ussey zada ya to dikha deti hai ya dikh jaane ki ummeed jaga deti hai.

Maine Imran se pucha – “Ye phoola phoola kya hai”

Wo shayad mere isi sawaal ka intzaar kar raha tha. Wo bola- “Bete yahi hai wo difference. Jaise humare paas lund hota hai, ladkiyon ke paas CHOOT hoti hai. Ye phoola wala hissa jo tune Devika kutiya ki chaddi ke beeech dekha, ise choot kehte hain. Saari duniya ke mard isi choot ke liye pagal rehte hain”

“Choot ke liye pagal? Kyu be aisa kya hai is choot me?”- Maine hairaani se poocha

..TO BE CONTINUED

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Imraan me meri taraf dekha aur bola- “Tujhe pata hai bachche kaise paida hote hain”


“Haan maa ke pet se”

Imraan bola-“Abe chutiye...maa ke pet me bachche aate kahan se hain”?

Mai soch me pad gaya. Shayad ye sawaal mere liye aisa tha jaise ek 5 saal ke bachche ko algebra ki problems de di jaye. Maine bola- “Yaar ye to maine kabhi socha hi nahi...I mean..tu bata...yaar sach me mujhe nahi pata”

Imran bola- “Bete kal jo tune apne lund ko hila kar uski cream bahar nikaali thin a wo cream asal me naali me baha den eke liye nahi hoti. Ye cream ladki ke ander daali jaati hai aur isi cream se bachcha paida hota hai.

“Kyaa??

“Haan bête...isi cream ke ander jaane se bachcha paida hota hai”

“Ander kaise jaati hai ye ladkiyon ke. Khaa jaati hain kya ise ladkiyan? Mere sawaal ajeeb hone jayaz the.

Imraan zor se hansa fir bola- “Dekh bête...waise to ladkiyan ise khaati bhi hain par mu se khaane se bachcha paida nahi hota. Jab ladki is cream ko choot se khaati hai tab bachcha paida hota hai”

Mai aankhe badi badi kar ke uski baatein sun raha tha- “Yaar please hansiyo mat aur mujhe theek se samjha. Choot se kaise khaati hain. Hoti kaisi hai choot?? Bata yaar”

“Dekh bête ye jo choot hoti hai ism eek chhed hota hai aur ye jo apna lund hai ye isme ghus jaata hai aur ander jaa kar ander hi apni cream nikaal deta hai. Yun samajh le ki laundiya ki choot bil hoti hai aur apna lund saamp. Ye saamp jab choot me ghusta hai to is prakriya ko chudai kehte hain.”

Mai dhyaan se uski baat sune jaa raha tha. Mai in sab baato se utna hi anjaan tha jaisa ek 2 saal ka bachcha ABCD se hota hai.

Imraan bolta raha- “Is chudai me ladka aur laundiya dono ko baht maza aata hai. Ye jo hamare shreer me difference hai wo isiliye hai ki hum chudai kar sake aur bhagwaan ki banai is duniya ko aage bada sake. Jaise ki bhook lagna aur pyaas lagna natural hai waise chudai bhi natural hai.”

“Ye jo laundiyon ki chhoti skirt dekh kart tera lund khada hota hai na wo isiliye hota hai kit u ab jawaan ho gaya hai aur tu chudai ke liye tayyar hai. Ladkiyo ki body is umar me sexy isiliye ho jaati hai taaki unki bhari bhari jawani dekh kart era lund khada ho aur tu unhe chodne ke liye aage bade. Ye sab natural hai”

Mai sirf sun raha tha arm era mann in sab baato ki eke k tasveer si bana raha tha. Meri samajh me kuch aaya ho ya na aaya ho par mai mehsoos kar sakta tha ki mera lund buri tarah se khada hua tha. Jab jab choot shabd mujhe sunai deta mere saamne devika ka wo phoola hua hissa ban jaata aur jab jab lund ka naam aata mujhe apna lund bana nazar aata.

Maine dheere se Imran se pucha- “Lund choot ke ander paani kaise nikaalta hai”

Imraan bola-“ Dekh aise samjha paana mushkil hai. Mai tujhe ek CD dunga ghar jaa kar use dekh liyo par dhyaan rahe ki akele me dekhna headphone laga kar.

“kab dega”

“Chutti hone ke baad”

Theek hai

School ki chhuti hui aur meri nazre Imraan ko dhundne lagi. Wo khud hi mere paa aaya aur mujhe ek kitaab dete hue bola—“Maal isi me hai. Dhyaan se rakh aur dekh kar kal wapas kar diyo” Wo mujhe sambhog kriya sikhaane ki poori tayyari se aaya tha.

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Mai ghar pahunch gaya. Har din ki tarah is din bhi mere ghar par koi nahi tha.Meri behan jo ki mere hi school me thi wo school bus se aati thi aur mai cycle se. Wo shayad abhi tak nahi aayi thi. Mai fatafat se apne room me gaya aur computer on kara. Maine iske pehle ye check kar liya tha ki mere room ke sabhi khidki aur darwaaze theek tarah se band hain. Mera dil zor se dhak dhak kar raha tha. Ye soch kar ki Imraan ne mujhe jo bataya hai wo mai dekhne jaa raha hu, mera lund bhi khada tha.

Maine CD play kar di. Ek 22-23 saal ki nangi ladki ka foto bana aaya aur neeche kisi website ka link diya hua tha. Ab kuch aur drishya ubharne lage. Ek behad sexy 18-19 saal ki ladki ek classroom me baithi thi. Saala itna gazab ka maal maine aaj tak nahi dekha tha. Woe ek schoolgirl thi jisne laal rang hi ek skirt pehni hui thi. Skirt par kale rang ke checks bane hue the. Skirt behad chhoti thi, shayad Devika ki skirt se bhi chhoti. Wo jis tarah baithi thi ussey uski maansal gori jaanghe aadhi se zada dikh rahi thi. Upar usne ek safed rang ki shirt daali hui thi jiske ki upar ke 2 button khule hue the. Button khule hone ki wajah se unke chuche aadhe dikh rahe the aur fir usne ek tie latka rakhi thi. Usey dekhne bhar se hi lund me tanao aa gaya.

Wo firangan lagataar apni taange hila rahi thi jaisa ki maine devika ho hilaate hue dekha tha. Is firangan ki skirt aur zada chhoti thi jiski wajah se uski safed rang ki chaddi ke darshan mujhe lagataar ho rahe the. Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lund tana hua tha aur aisa lag raha tha mai zameen se do feet upar ud raha hu. 2-3 minte tak ladki aise hi taange hila hila kar kuch padti rahi fir ek lagbhag 6 fit ka hatta katta aadmi darwaaze se ander aaya. Ladki ne use “sir” bol kar sambhodit kiya to mujhe laga ye uska teacher hai. Us ladki ne us ladke se bola ki usey ek question samajh nahi aa raha aur wo usey samjha de. Wo teacher jaakar apni kursi par baith gaya aur us ladki to teacher’s table par bulaya. Wo ladki uthi aur table tak jaane lagi. Jab wo khadi hui tab maine notice kara ki uski skirt Devika ki skirt se bahut zada chhoti nahi thi. Mujhe wo Devika ki jaisi hi lag raha hi. Usne pairo me kale rang ki high heel sandel pehni hui thi. Wo matak matak kar sexy andaaz me teacher ke table par jaane lagi.

Us teacher ki nigaahe us firangan ki ubhri hui chhatiyon par thi aur wo lagataar uske un jhaankte hue chucho ko dekhe jaa raha tha. Us ladki ne us teacher ko apne chuche dekhte hue dekha aur ek shararati muskurahat uski taraf feki. Us ladki ka shararti andaaz mujhe bilkul devika jaisa lag raha tha. Mujhe wo bilkul devika jaisi lagne lagi. Uska Devika jaisa lagna aur uske wo andaaz mujhe pagal kar rahe the. Wo ladki jaa kar apne teacher ke theek saamne baith gayi. Baith te waqt usne apni ek taang utha kar apni doosri taang par is tarah rakhi ki is sampoorna karya ke dauraan us teacher ko uski safed chaddi ke bharpoor darshan hue.

Wo ladki jhuk jhuk kar lagataar apne chuche s teacher ki nazro kea age kar rahi thi aur wo teacher ek haath se apna lund sehla raha tha. Fir wo achanak se utha aur ladki ke saath me aakar khada ho gaya. Uski pant ki zip ubhri hi thi jo ye saaf saaf keh rai thi ki uska lund khada hai. Wo ladki uske is ubhre hue hisse ki dekhne lagi fir muskurate hue uske chehre ko dekha.

Us samay mai kya mehsoor kar raha tha ye mere liye shabdo me samjhana asambhav sa hai. Bus mujhe itna yaad hai ki mujhe apne dil ki dhadkan kaano me sunai de rahi thi, lund khada tha aur mera ek haath lund ko dheere dheere sehla raha tha. Wo ladki mujhe Devika jaisi lag rahi thi aur ye khyaal mujhe aur zada uttejit kar raha tha.

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Fir achanak se wo ladka jhuka aur apne hont us ladki ke hont par rakh liye. Mere dil ki dhadkan aur tez ho gayi. Meri nazre screen par gad gayi aur mere haatho ki lund ragadne ki raftaar aur bad gayi. Maine aaj tak kisi ko is tarah kiss karte nahi dekha tha. Waise to maine bahut baat Hollywood movies me aur yahan tak ki kch Bollywood movies me aise kissing scenes dekhe the par ye kissing scene bahut alag tha. Wo behan ka loda teacher aisa lag raha tha jaise bandi ke hont kha jayega. Wo bandi bhi saali besharam ho kar apne teacher ke hont choos rahi thi. Dono thodi der tak yun hi ek dusre ke hont chooste kaat te rahe fir us teacher ne us firangan ke hont chooste chooste apne haath neeche kare aur ek jhatke me uski shirt ke saare buttons tod dale.

Ab ye mere liye ek aisa drishya tha jo maine aaj se pehle kabhi nahi dekha tha. Us ladki ki shirt khul gayi aur mujhe uske chuche saaf dikhne lage. Abhi bhi usne apne chucho par safed rang ka ek kapda aur pehna hua tha. Uske chuche un kapdo ke upar se hi bahut bade bade lag rahe the. Tabhi us teacher ne ek jhatke ke saath uske chucho par pada wo kapda bhi nikaal kar fek diya. Jo drishya an mere saamne tha wo dekh kar meri aankhe fati ki fati reh gayi. Mere saamne ek aadhi nangi laundiya thi. Ye pehli baar tha jab maine kisi ladki ke nange chuche dekhe the. Mera lund klache maarne laga. Fir ye khyaal ki devika ke chuche bhi aise hi honge, mere haath zor zor se pant ke upar se hi lund ko dabane lage. Aisa lag raha tha jaise mera lund jal raha hai aur abhi fatt padega.

Us teacher ne ladki ke chucho ko pehle dabaya aur fir mu me bharkar choosne laga. Ladki uttejna se pagal hue jaa rahi thi aur ek bin paani ki machchli ki tarah tadap rahi thi. Fir dheere dheere wo ladki zameen par ghutno ke bal baith gayi jisse ki uska chehra teacher ke lund ke paas aa gaya. Usne teacher ki zip kholi aur ek second me uska fanfanata hua lund bahar nikal aaya. Uska lund mere lund se kaafi bada aur rang me gora tha. Wo ladki uske lund ko haath me pakad kar ussey khelne lagi. Uska us teacher ke lund ko sehlana aur pyaar karna mujhe ek ajeeb si sihran de raha tha. Mai ye sab kya dekh raha tha mujhe kuch nahi pata par ye job hi tha bahut achcha tha. Sab kuch bilkul naya tha mere liye.

Mai har drishya me us firangan ko Devika hi soch raha tha aur ska Devika lagna au raise kaam karna mujhe ek ajeeb sa maza de raha tha. Fir us ladki ne jo kiya wo dekh kar mai samajh hi nahi paaya ki mai kya karu. Mujhe ulti si aane lagi. Us ladki ne us teacher ke lund ko chaata aur fir apne mu me bhar kar chehre ko aage peeche karne lagi. Mujhe laga mai abhi ulti kar dunga. Koi kisi ka lund kaise mu me bhar sakta hai. Par na jaane kyu mujhe ye achcha lagne laga. Us ladki ka lund choosna mujhe achcha lagne laga. Wo jis tarah aage peeche ho kar, lund ko mu me bhar bhar kar choos rahi thi aisa lag raha tha jaise uske liye duniya me issey badkar koi aur sukh hai hi nahi. Fir us teacher ne us ladki ko khada kara aur uske bache hue kapde utaar diye.

Mere saamne ab ek nangi ladki khadi thi ya yun kahun to mere saamne ab Devika nangi khadi thi. Uska poora sharer doodh ki tarah gora aur maansal tha.Teacher ne use litaya aur uski taange failaa di. Uffff...mere mu se yahi nikla. Ye dono tango ke beech jo phoola hua hissa tha wo mere saamne tha. Maans ka ek pao roti ki tarah dikhne wala tukda tha jiske beech me ek daraar thi. Us daraar me se ander kuch gulaabi gulaabi sa dikh raha tha. Ye pao karib 5-6 inch ka hoga aur issey khubsurat aur ajeeb cheez maine aaj tak nahi dekhi thi. Ji haan...mere saamne us ladki ki choot thi. Is choot ki khubsurti hi mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Maine us din Devika ki chaddi ke oopar jo phoola hua hissa dekha thaw o kuch isi tarah lagta hoga.

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Ye sochkar ke devika bhi aise hi kisi khubsurat maans ke tukde ki maalikin hai...mera lund kulaache maarne laga. Mere liye lund ko pant ke ander rakhna mushkil ho raha tha. Mai utha aur jhat se apni pant utaar kar ghutno tak kar li. Maine apne lund ko dekha. Uske ander se kuch chichipa sa padaarth nikal raha tha. Lund aaj kuch zada hi bada aur phoola hua lag raha tha. Mai wapas baith gaya aur lund ko pakad kar hilaane laga.

Teacher ne uski choot ke dono honto ko haath se alag kara. Ab mujhe ander k gulaabi dewaar aur saaf dikhne lagi. Choot aur khubsurat lagne lagi. Fir us teacher ne apni zabaan nikaali aur uski choot par rakh di. Mere ko laga ab mai ulti kar dunga. Mujhe samajh hi nahi aa raha tha ye kya ho raha hai. Kya kar rahe hain ye ladka ladki is movie me. Mujhe laga mera saara excitement chala gaya. Maine movie wahi pause kar di. Jee michlaane laga. Imraan ke oopar gussa aa raha tha ki ye uske mujhe kya dekhne ko bola hai. Mai utha aur Imraan ka fone dial kara. Uske fone par aate hi maine lagbhag chillate hue bola- “Abe chutiye ye kya diya hai mujhe. Kitni ghinauni harkate kar rahe in isme ye sab. Maine to tere se kaha tha ki mujhe chudai dekhni hai. Ye kya hai.”

Imraan dheere se bas itna hi bola “Jo hai dekhta ja...abhi koi hai aaspaas mere...baad me baat karta hu.” Ye bol kar usne fone kaat diya.

Tabhi door bell baji. Mai samajh gaya ki Avantika (meri chhoti behan) school se aa gayi hai. Maine jaldi se movie band ki, CD nikaal kar wapas apne bag me daali aur bahar jaa kar darwaaza khola. Wo Avantika hi thi.

Avantika- “Kya hua Sam bhaiya...itna late kyu kara darwaaza kholne me?

Arey kuch nahi- Mai bola- Mai bathroom me tha

Ye bol kar mai wapas apne room me chala gaya aur jaa kar bed par let gaya. Jo maine dekha uspar mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha tha. Kya ye sab waqai hota hai ya ye bhi koi sci-fi movie hai? Aisa kaise kar sakte hain log? Shayad ye sab foreign me hi hota hoga? Na jaane kitne aise khyaalo ne mujhe gher rakha tha. Mujhe pata nahi kya soojha aur mai dobara utha aur movie play kar di. Mere ander ek keeda sa ghus chukka tha. Mujhe chudai dekhni thi aur Imraan, mere guru, ne bhi mujhse yahi kaha tha ki poora dekh. Fir se wahi saare drishya mere samne aa gaye. Teacher uski choot ko chaat raha tha aur ladki table par leti kasmasa rahi thi. Mere kaano me headphones the aur usme mujhe us ladki ke mu se aaahh...oooo...o my god it feels gud” jaise shabd sunai de rahe the. Jaane kyu mera lauda fir khada ho gaya. Mujhe shayad nahi par mere laude ko ye sab bahut pasand aa raha tha. Kaafi der tak uski choot chaatne ke baad teacher utha aur apne lund ko us ladki ki choot ki daraar par ragadne laga. Choot ko usne apni ungliyon se thoda khola to mujhe wahan ek chhed dikhai diya.

Ye wahi chhed tha jiske bare me mujhe Imraan ne aaj bataya tha. Thodi der yun hi lund ragadne ke baad uske ek jhatka diya aur uska lund us chhed me ghus gaya. Ladki ke mu se zor se “aaaaaah” nikla. Ye wahi drishya tha jo Imraan ne mujhe bataya tha. Mai ye hote hue dekh raha tha. Dheere dheere usne apna poora bada sa lund us ladki ki choot me ander tak ghusa diya. Ladki kasmasane lagi. Wo lagataar ooohhh aaahh sssss jaisi aawaze nikaal rahi thi. Mera lund khada ho gaya tha aur fir se mere haath apne lund ko sehlaane lage. Us teacher ne apna lund fir se us ladki ki choot se bahar nikaala aur fir ander daal diya. Ab isi prakriya ko baar baar karne laga aur samay ke saath uski gati bhi badne lagi. Mai apne lund ko zor zor se hilaane laga. Mera lund garam ho gaya tha aur mujhe lag raha tha abhi kuch bahar aane waala hai. Mujhe control nahi hua aur mai uth kar bathroom ki taraf bhaaga. Aankhe apne aap band ho gayi aur aankhe band hote hi movie waali wo ladki devika ban kar meri soch ka hissa ban gayi.

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Mere saamne ab nangi devika khadi hui thi jo ki lund ki diwaani thi. Mai har tarah se movie ka har drishya sochne laga aur lund hilaane laga. Ek tez jhatka aaya aur fir wahi garam safed padaarth mere lund se nikal kal deewar se takra gaya. Fir ek aur fie ek aur. Naa jaane kitna paani nikla mere lund se. Mai nidhaal ho gaya. Pairo me jaan hi nahi bachi thi. 5-10 minute baad mai utha aur wapas computer ki taraf dekha. Wo teacher abhi bhi uski choot me lund aage peeche kar raha tha bas farak sirf itna tha ki ladki ne apni position change kar lit hi. Wo ab kisi jaanwar ki tarah do haatho aur dono ghutno ke bal baithi thi aur teacher uske peeche khada hokar lund aage peeche kar raha tha.

Mujhe pata nahi kyu kuch ajeeb sa mehsoos ho raha tha. Mere mann hi nahi kara ki mai aage kuch dekhu. Maine movie band kari aur jaa kar apne bed par let gaya. Mera mann hi nahi lag raha tha kuch karne ko. Mujhe ab bas Devika ko aur uski chaddi ko dekhna tha. Mujhe use nanga dekhna tha.

Agle din mai school pahuncha to Imraan mera jaise intzaar kar raha tha. Usne mere se movie ke bare me pucha aur maine use sab bataya ki kya kaise hua. Usne mujhe bataya ki aise hi lund aage peeche karte karte jaise mera safed paani nikal jaata hai waise hi choot me lund aage peeche karne se bhi lund ka paani nikal jaata hai aur ladki ki choot me chala jaata hai. Usne mujhe poori movie dekhne ke liye bola aur maine ye hote hue bhi dekha. Maine dekha ki aise hi chdai karte karte teacher ka paani nikla par wo paani uske ladki ke mu me daal diya. Mujhe ye drishya bada achcha laga. Maine Imraan se is Vishay me pucha to usne bataya ki agar movie me lund ka paani hoot me daal diya to bachcha paida hone ka darr ho jaata hai isiliye paani choot ke bahar nikaal dete hain.

Uske baad to ye silsila hi ban gaya. Imraan aksar mujhe aisi hi movies deta rehta aur mai unhe dekh kar apna lund hilata rehta. Mai dheere dheere har chhoti badi baat se roobaroo hota jaa raha tha. Mujhe har ladki porn actress lagne lagi thi. Mai har ladki ke chuchu, uski gaand ke ubhaaro aur uski taange hi dekhta rehta. Senior ho ya junior, hum har kisi ke bare me gandi gandi baatein karne lage the. Dekhte hi dekhte 2 saal kab nikal gaye pata hi nahi chala. Meri kismet achchi thi ya buri ye to mai nahi jaanta par Imraan bhi har class me pass hota chala gaya aur mujhe sex ke gyaan me nipun banata chala gaya.

Mai 10th grade me tha aur October ka maina tha. Hamesha ki tarah mai aur Imraan ground me khade the aur ladkiyon ko dekh rahe the. Jahan hum khade the wahan se wo jagah dikhti thi jahan students water cooler se paani peene aaya karte the. Achanak Imraan ki aawaz ne mujhe chaunka diya- “Abe ye kaun hai be..ufff..sssss” Uske mu se siskaari nikli. Imran aisi aawaze tabhi nikaalta tha jab wo koi bahut hi sexy kutiya dekh leta tha. Maine thoda sa aage badkar dekha to mjhe ek ladki dikhai di jo jhuk kar paani pee rahi thi. Uski peeth humari taraf thi. Water cooler thoda door tha ar wo nalke ke neeche hatheli ka chullu bana kar paani pee rahi thi.

Mai jaise hi kuch bol paata wo ekdum se khadi ho gayi aur jaise hi maine uska chehra dekha...aisa laga ki jaise mujhe kaato to khoon nahi. Wo meri chhoti behan Avantika thi...

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khemucha
Excellent narration ... good description of mental awakening to sex. Bahut mehnat se scenes bana rahe ho ... thanks for the effort.

Mere khyal se thread me picutres na post karo to behtar hoga. bekar ka distraction hai aur photos aas-paas ke logon ka dhyan khinchti hain. Mobile ya tablet be thread padhna mushkil ho jata hai. Jo dali hai unhe bhi hata do to achcha hai. Agar dalni hai to Pics and Vids thread me daal kar yahan links de sakte ho. Jo dekhna chahega - dekh lega. Keval mera khyal aur request hai. Aage aapki marzi.

Thanx for appreciation. I ll surely consider ur advice. Plz keep commenting. New scenes will be coming soon.

-BHEDIYA

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Meri soch band thi...dil zoro se dhadak raha tha. Ek aisi awastha aati hai jab dimaag kuch sochne samajhne ke kaabil nahi rehta..shoonya me chala jaata hai. Bas meri aankhe zinda thi jo Avantika ko dekh rahi thi. Wo paani pee kar wapas apni class ki taraf jaa rahi thi.


I am so so sorry yaar...Imran ki awaaz ne meri tandra todi. Mai wapas hosh me aaya...jaise kisi sadme se bahar aaya hu. Meri naso me gusse aur ghin ki ek leher si daud padi. “Behanchod aaj ke baad mere se baat karne ki koshish to kya, mere aaspaas bhi mat fatakiyo. Teri maa chod dunga” Maine labbhag cheekhte hue Imran se ye shabd kahe aur mudkar class ki taraf chal diya.
Mujhe peeche se uski awaaze lagataar aa rahi thi.
“I am sorry yaar. Maine jaanbujh kar to nahi kiya. Mujhe sach me nahi pata tha kuch....”
Mai sab kuch ansuna karte hue bas chala hi jaa raha tha. Class me ghusa to aaj kai dino baad aisa hua kin a maine kisi kutiya ki taange dekhne ki koshish kin a kisi ke chuche. Bas gumsum sa baitha hua tha. “Abe ye kaun hai be..ufff..sssss”...Imran ke kahe ye shabd aur uski vaasna se bhari aankhe lagataar meri zahan me aa rahi thi. Maine apna sar desk par rakha aur aankhe band kar li.

“What happened Sameer? Not well?....It was my teacher who was standing just near to me and her hands were on my head. She was my chemistry teacher Mrs Brinda. She was a darling and was very caring.
“Yes mam...I have a severe headache and I guess I am running temperature”...I said with buldging eyes.
“You want to go home?” She said
“If thats possible, yes. I don’t think I ll be able to sit here any more” I said
“Ok write a leave application, Ill sign it and I ll arrange for someone to drop you home. Go to the office and wait there and I ll bring some medicines along with me” She said
“Thanx a lot Mam..”
Within an hour I was at my home. The librarian sir dropped me home on his byke. There was nobody at home as usual and straight away I went to my room. I heard my fone ringing. It was Mom.
“What happnd Samy, I got a call from your school that you are not well and they have dropped you home. What happened beta? Wait I ll be home in an hour.”....mom said in a worried tone.
“No no mom...m alright, just a bit headache, I have taken medicine. Theek hu mai.
“Chalo tum rest karo, mai aati hu thodi der me.

Mai seedha apne room me aa gaya. Joote utaare aur bed par let gaya. Na jaane mere dimaag me kya chal raha tha. Aaj jo hua wo mai bhool jaana chahata tha but har baar wo drishya aur Imran ke kahe shabd meri aankho ke saamne aa rahe the.
“Mai Avantika ke liye aisa kaise sun kar aa gaya? Khoon kyu nahi kar daala maine us maa ke lode Imraan ka. Kitna gaadu hu mai. Apni behan ke liye aisa sab sun aaya. ...Mere dimaag me aisi hi kuch baatein chal rahi thi. Ankhe gusse se laal ho rhi thi aur mujhe apne aap se nafrat ho rahi thi.

“Wo saala madarchod meri behan ko dekh kar aise bola” Jaise hi maine ye shabd soche, mere dimaag me wo drishya bana jisme meri behan jhuk kar paani pi rahi thi aur Imraan ki vaihshi aankhe use dekh rahi thi. Naa jaane kyu mere saamne Avantika ki jhaangho ka wo pichla bhaag aa gaya jise dekh kar Imran ne sssss aa ki awaaz nikaali thi.
Chee...maine sar hila kar apni tandra todi. Ye kya soch raha hu mai. Par na jaane mujhe kya hua fir mere dimaag me wo drishya ubhra...Avantika jhuki hui aur uski adh nangi taange...is baar mere dimaag dwara banaye drishya me Imran nahi tha...sirf Avantika thi aur uski wo aadhi khuli taange...uski wo chhoti skirt jo ki jhukne ki wajah se aur upar chali gayi thi. Is baar mujhe uski jhaango ka rang bhi dikha....wo doodhiya rang.

Mai jhatke se bed se utha aur apne aap ko ek thappar maara. Ye kya soch raha hu mai. Avantika meri behan hai, meri chhoti behan jo mujhe raakhi baandhti hai, mere saath khelti hai mera khayaal rakhti hai. Is saale madarchod Imran me mera dimaag hi ganda kar diya hai. Mai utha aur bathroom ki or chal diya. Apne mu par paani k do chaar thapede mare aur apna face towel dhoondne ke liye wall ring holder ki taraf haath kara but wahan towel nahi tha. Fir mujhe yaad aaya ki aaj subah mai apna mu pochte pochte Avantika ke room me chala gaya tha jab usne kisi kaam se mujhe bulaya tha.