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Sanjay335 · 05-12-2019, 08:59 PM

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Neeta ne apni chuchiyon ko dono haathon se dhak liya. Buddhe ne Neeta ki bra ko dono haathon mein le apne munh se laga liya.

“Hmmm. madam ji, aapke aam to khusbudaar aur bahut meethe hain”

Buddha bra ko apne munh mein rakh kar use choos raha tha. Buddhe ko bra chooste dekh kar Neeta mano jal bhun gayi ho. Use bra se jalan ho rahi thi. Saamne uski chuchi ko chhod koi ek bejaan bra ko bhala kaise choos sakta hai?

Theek hai, maine munh lagane se mana kiya hai. Par kya main asaani se use choomne deti. meri bhi koi ijjat hai ya nahi. har cheej mein baar baar koshish kiya par munh lagane mein nahi kar sakta tha? aisa thode hi hai ki wo dubara koshish karta to main dubara use mana karti. ek bra ko choos raha hai. Neeta ne buddhe ka dhyan wapas apne chuchi par lane ke liye kaha

“are! kab tak aise rahungi? jaldi batao na!”

“Subah tak aise hi rahiye! Bina kapdo ki aap aur bhi sundar lagti hain”

“Pagal ho! kisi ne dekh liya to?”

“Raat ko chalti bus mein kaun dekhega”

buddhe ne Neeta ki chhuchi par se uski komal haathon ko apne kathor haathon se hataya. fir uske baalon ko apne haath se hata kar peeche khar diya. Buddhe ke samaksh himalay ke samaan do do unnat parvat khade the aur unparvaton ki gulabi choti buddhe ke jeebh ko apni ore chumbakiye shakti se kheech rahe the. Par buddha nahi jaanta tha ki munh lagane par Neeta kaisi pratikriya degi. Wo lalach mein aa kar sone ki ande dene waali murgi ka gala nahi maror sakta tha. Abhi bhalai dheere dheere aage badhne mein hi thi.

“Are! aise kya dekh rahe ho? Batao na! kya vishesh hai is aam mein?”

“Vishesh hi vishesh hai madam. Kiski chuchi itni badi aur gol hoti hai?
aur jiski badi hoti hai uski to neeche latak jaati hai. aapki dekhiye, kaise tan kar khadi hai. Jee karta hai ise munh mein lekar iske saare ras choos jaun.”

Buddha dheere dheere apni bhasha ko badal raha tha.

‘Chuchi’ shabd sun kar Neeta ki chuchi aur tan gayi. Tumhe roka kisne hai? meri chuchi to kabse bechain hai ki ise koi munh mein lekar choose. Neeta ki chuchiyan buddhe ke munh mein ghus jaana chahti thi, par

Neeta apne garima ko bhang nahi kar sakti thi.

“Chalo hato! baatein mat banao. Main tumhari baaton mein nahi aane waali. itni badi to kitno ki hogi”

“kasam le lijiye humse, aapke jaise charhare badan waali, apke itne umra ki agar koi mil jaye jiska aam aapke aam se bada ho aur latka hua nahi ho - main fir aam choosna chhod dunga.”

“hmm.. bahut aam chooste ho tum?”

“kya karun madam ji, jab tak hum aam nahi chooste humara kela santusht hi nahi hota. Dekhiye kaise munh baaye khada hai.” Buddhe ne apni dhoti ko kamar se hata kar alag kar diya. “Chhi! sharm nahi aati tumhe? ek aurat ke saamne nange ho gaye ho?”

‘Nanga’ ye bolne mein kitna maza aata hai. Jab bhi Neeta ‘nanga’ bolti uske choot se do boond tapak padti.
“waise tumhara kk..kela bahut bada hai.”

kela bolte samayNeeta ki jubaan fans rahi thi. Kaafi prayaas ke baad usne ye shabd bolta tha. Aur shabd bolte hi wo ek azaadi mahshosh karne lagi thi. Ek halkapan. Khuli chuchi par bus ki khirki se aa rahi thandhi hawa aur fir apne upar lagaye hue samajik bandhano ko tod kar Neeta aisa mahshoosh kar rahi thi ki mano wo hawa mein ud rahi ho.

“Bada hai madam ji tabhi to kela ke badle aam waali sab aam deti hai”

“kitno ka aam khaye ho?”

“ab ginti mat poochhiye. Humara kaam aam khana hai, guthali gin kar kya karenge?”

Oh! is buddhe ke jeewan mein kitni masti hai. ise ginti bhi nahi yaad. na jaane kitni auraton ke sath sambhog ka anand liya hai isne. Aur ek main, poore jeewan mein bas ek ke sath, aur wo bhi ek namard ke sath. Aisa sambhog jisme na to bhog hai aur na hi anand. Ye kaisa dharm hai jo manushya ko uske moolbhoot avashyakta se door karta ho? Sex manushya ke liye itna avashyak hai ki iske liye kayi ladaiyan hui, kayi sabhyata bani aur nasht ho gayi. Agar koi dharm, koi niyam manushya ko aise sex se rokta hai to wo niyam sahi ho hi nahi sakta? mera pati ek namard hai. wo meri sharirik zarooraton ko poora nahi kar sakta. agar aise mein main kisi aur se wo masti leti hoon to isme kaun si burai hai?

“ek baat bolein madam ji” buddhe ne Neeta ki soch ko disturb kiya.

“kya?”

“jis aurat ka aam bada hota hai, uska tarbooz bhi bada hota hai. aapka tarbooz kitna bada hai dikhaiyega?”

“Tarbooz?”

Neeta ko samajh mein bilkul nahi aaya. “tarbooz kisko bol rahe ho?”

“Khadi hoiye to batate hain.” Neeta khadi ho gayi.

Buddhe ne apne dono haathon se neeta ke nitamb ko pakad liya. “yahi dono gol gol aapke tarbooze hain. bahar se pata chal raha hai bahut mast honge.” buddha neeta ki gaand se khelne laga.

“kaun adhik achchha hai? aam ya tarbooz?”

Neeta bhi dwiarthi samvaad mein maze le rahi thi. “tarbooz to maine dekha hi kahan hai? isko to aap keemti khajane ki tarah chhipa kar rakhi hain” usne Neeta ki gaand ko masalte hue kaha.

“Keemti to hai. main kisi ko ye nahi dikhati”

neeta bhi buddhe ke khel mein khel rahi thi.

“nahi dikhayengi to hum kaise batayenge ki aam aur tarbooz mein kaun badhiya hai?”

“chhu to rahe ho. isi se bata do”

“Aise thode hi hota hai! aam poora dekhe hain, aur tarbooz bina dekhe bata dein? ye to beimaani ho jayegi!”

“Theek hai! peechhe se thoda kapda utha kar dekh lo. lekin bas ek jhalak”

Buddha apne saamne itni mast gaand ko bas ek jhalak dekh kar rah jayega? wo bhi tab jab laundiya aadhi nangi ho chuki ho. aisa ho hi nahi sakta tha.

“itni kam roshni mein kapde ke andar nahi dikhega madam. aapko khol kar dikhana padega.”

“Hat besharm! poora nanga karega kya?” Neeta ko ‘nanga’ bolne mein maza aane laga tha. “Mujhe laaj aati hai”.

“Isme laaj ki kaun si baat hai. Sabke paas to aisa hi deh hai. isko dikhane mein kaisa sharm?”

“Sabke paas hai ka kya matlab? sabke paas hai to sab nange hi ghoomte hain kya?”

“Dekhiye madam ji! ghoomna to sabko nange hi chahiye. lekin aadmi baimaan hota hai isliye nahi.” Buddhe ne philosophical andaaz mein kaha.

“Matlab kya hai tumhara?”

“Dekhiye! pehle aadmi jab jungle mein rahta tha to nange hi rahta tha. aadmi ka ek jhund, aurat marad sab nange hokar ek hi gufa mein rahte the. Tab jis tarah log jungle se jo bhi phal mile muft mein tod kar kha sakta tha, waise hi jhund mein jiska phal mile uske maze le sakta tha.”

Buddha dheere dheere Neeta ki saree ko upar utha kar uski chikni makhmali jaanghon ko sahla raha tha. “un dino shadi, vivah ka riwaz nahi hota tha. jab marad ko aam choosne ka man hota choos leta, jab aurat ko kela choosne ka man hota kisi ka kela pakadti choosne lagti.”

Uska haath upar ki taraf rengte hue snaih snaih neeta ki nitamb ki ore badh raha tha. Buddhe ke kathor aur khurdare haath apne buddhe ke andar ke vaasna ko uttejna mein badal kar Neeta ke shareer mein pravahit kar raha tha. Neeta ko lag raha tha jaise uski choot se boond boond kar ras neeche tapak raha ho. Buddha apne kaam aur bhashanbaaji dono mein poori tanmaita se laga hua tha.

“fir jaise jaise logon mein sabhyata ka vikaas hua log ek doosre se chhipane lage. khada kela dekh kar auraton ko pata chal jata tha ki mard uske aam choosna chah raha hai. to wo nakhde dikhati, aam ke badle wo aadmi se kuchh bhi karwa sakti thi. To aadmi ne socha ki kela ko dhak lenge to aurat ko kabhi pata hi nahi chalega. wo kela dhakne laga, pehle patta se, fir dheere dheere kapda se.” Wo neeta ki gaand tak pahunch chuka tha.

Neeta uttejna mein sarabor khadi thi. wo andh yug ke rome ke gulaam ki tarah thi, jiske sath uska malik kuchh bhi kar sakta tha aur wo chup chap use karne deti thi. antar bas itna tha ki itihaas humein ye nahi batata ki gulaam auratein rome ke raees ki vaasna bhade vilaasta se anandit hoti thi ya dukhi, par yahan Neeta sat pratishat anand le rahi thi.

“aur agar aurat ka aam bada aur khada ho jata ya uski prem gufa se ras tapakne lagta to marad samajh jaate the ki ab kela daalne mein koi archan nahi hai.” ‘prem gufa’ buddhe ne pehli baar choot ka naam liya tha.

ye sunkar Neeta ke jishm mein current daur gaya. Uske prem gufa ki aag dhadhak uthi, aur ras ki fuhaar nikalne lagi. Neeta ne apne dono janghon ko ek doosre par dabane lagi. uski gaand ki maanspeshiya tan gayi.

“isse aurat sabko marad ko apne bas mein karne mein dikkat hota. isliye aurat sab apne aam aur prem gufa dhakne lagi”

Buddha Neeta ki tani hui gaand ko ek haath se masalne ka prayas kar raha tha to doosre haath ki ek ungli uske dono jaanghon ke beech ghus uski premgufa ke dwar ki taraf badh rahi thi.

“isiliye marad apna sab kapda utaar dega khali kela dhake rahega aur aurat upar neeche dhake rahegi. Aap hi bataiye agar kapda pehanane ka koi aur karan hota to marad aurat dunu ek jaisa kapda pehanti. donokewal neeche dhakte ya sab chhati aur kamar ke neeche dono ko dhak ke rakhte. kapda bas aadmi ke baimaani ko chhupane ka tareekaa hai. aadivaasi sab ko dekhiye, na koi beimaan hota hai na kapda pehanta hai. gaon mein dekhiye. log kam beimaan hain to kam kapda pehante hain. aur sahar mein - upar se neeche tak bees tho kapda. sab itna beimaan hain ki 3-4 kapda se unka beimaani dhakayega hi nahi”

Buddhe ne apni ungli ko neeta ki geeli panty tak le ja kar uski choot ko dabaya” Neeta uchhal padi. jhat se wo buddhe se door ho kar buddhe ki taraf palat gayi. chuchi gaand tak to theek tha. par wo byahta hai. Kisi gair mard ko wo apne choot tak nahi jaane de sakti.

“Dekhiye! hum imaandaar hain. Hum apna sab kapda utaar dete hain” bol kar buddhe ne apna kurta utaar kar neeche fenk diya. Buddhe ki dubli patli kaya thi. Seene par jhadi daar safed baal the. uske poore badan par sabse unnat uska lund hi tha.

Neeta buddhe ke seene par baal ko dekh kar sochne lagi.

Ravi ke badan par to ek bhi baal nahi aur is buddhe ko dekho bhalu ki tarah poore badan par baal hai. Aise hote hain mard. Ravi to bilkul namard hai. wo mujhe kya sukh dega!

“ab aap utaariye!”

“main nahi utaarne waali. Main shadisuda hoon. gair mard ke saamne nangi kaise ho jaun?”

“matlab aapke man mein beimaani hai. aap khud ko chhipa rahi hain?”

“beimaani? mere mann mein kya beimaani hogi?

“mere kele ko dekh kar aapki gufa geeli ho rahi hai. aur aap ye baat chhipana chahti hain”

“jee nahi! aisi koi baat nahi hai. tum do kaudi ke khalasi ho. Main ijjatdaar parivaar ki shadisuda aurat hoon. tumhare is gande, kaale kele se mere gufa mein kuchh nahi hone wala”

“agar aisi baat hai to aap kapde kyun nahi utaar rahi hain? aap darr kyun rahi hain?”

“main rajpoot hoon. darti kisi se nahi hoon”

“to fir utariye kapde!”

Buddhe ne neeta ko shabd ki jaal mein fansa liya tha. Neeta ki panty sach mein geeli ho chuki thi. Wo kapde nahi utaarti to bhi matlab yahi hoga ki wo garam hai aur utaar deti hai tab buddha uski geeli choot dekh sab samajh jayega. Neeta ko bilkul bhi nahi soojh raha tha ki ab wo kya bahana banaye.

“Mujhe sharm aati hai”

“Theek hai, to aap aankh band kar lijiye. hum khol kar dekh lete hain”

“theek hai, par panty nahi utaroge” Neeta aankh band kar khadi ho gayi.

“Jaisa aapka hukm” Buddhe ne neeta ki kamar se saree ko kheench kar hata diya. aur bade itminaan se uske petticoat ka dhaga kheech diya.

Neeta ka petticoat neeche gir gaya. Khidki se aa rahi thandhi hawa neeta ke geeli panty ko chhu kar nikli. Apne choot par thandhak ka ehshaas paa kar Neeta uttejna se pagal hui jaa rahi thi.

Neeta ki gaand buddhe ke munh ke theek saamne thi. Uski choot ki mehak buddhe ko bekabu kiye jaa rahi thi. Uska dil kar raha tha ki abhi is randi ko pakad kar uske gaand mein baans kar de. Par wo kachcha khiladi nahi tha. Usne bhi thaan li thi ki Neeta ke andar ki randi ko wo bahar nikaal kar hi rahega. wo apne dono haathon se neeta ki chuttad ko pakad kar masalne laga.

“Kya kar rahe ho?” Neeta ne poochha.

“Dekh rahe hain... aam badhiya hai ya tarbooz” Buddhe ne Neeta ki panty ko uski gaand ki daraar mein samet kar uski poori nitamb ko nanga kar diya tha.

“Dekh liya? Ab batao kaun badhiya hai? aam ya tarbooz” Neeta ki aankhein band thi.

“dekhne mein to dono mast hai. adhik swadisht kaun hai ye to choos kar hi pata chalega.”

“Hat badmash! hath se jitna chhuna hai chhu lo. munh nahi lagane doongi. ijjatdaar ghar ki shadisuda aurat hoon.”
Neeta baar baar khud ko yaad dila rahi thi ki wo ijjatdaar ghar ki bahu hai, uske liye gair mard ke sath is tarah khelna mahapaap hai. Par agar manushya ki kaamna, uski vaasna dharm ki baaton ko samajhti to sansaar mein kahin paap hota hi nahi. Sare sanskaar, saare dharm kaam ke samne napunshak ho jate hain.

“Nahi bataoge to main kapde pehan leti hoon”

Apne pair par gire hue petticoat ko uthane ke liye neeta neeche jhuki. Neeche jhukte hi uski gaand peechhe ki taraf ubhar aayi maano buddhe ke khade lund ko nimantran de rahi ho - door kyun khado ho, andar aao, meri gaand mein pel do.. mein tumhare liye tadap rahi hoon.

Buddha bekaabu ho gaya. uth kar usne Neeta ki ubhari hui gaand par apne lund ko rakh uski dono chuchi

ko dono haath mein pakad kar masalne laga. Jhuki hui neeta ka santulan bigda aur khud ko gidne se bachane ke liye usne petticoat ko chhod kar saamne waale rod ko pakad liya jisse uski gaand aurubhar aayi. buddha uski gaand par apna lund masalne laga. “kya kar rahe ho? chhodo mujhe!”

“Thodi der aise hi rahiye na. bina kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti hain”

Buddha uski chuchi aur gaand dono ko masal raha tha. Neeta apne nange gaand par buddhe ka garam mota lund ko mahshoosh kar use
pakadne ke liye bechain ho rahi thi.Usne ek haath peeche kar buddhe ka lund pakad liya. “ye kya hai?” uff! itna garm! itna mota! kaash ravi ka itna mota hota.

“Mera kela hai. dekhiye kaise aapke tarbooz ko dekh kar lalcha raha hai.”

Pehli baar neeta ne apne taraf se kuchh kiya tha, isse pehle wo bas buddhe ko uksa rahi thi, par khud kuchh kar nahi rahi thi. Neeta ki komal haath ka sparsh apne lund par mahshoosh kar buddhe ki uttejna aur badh gayi aur usne neeta ki chuchi ko zor se masal diya.

Neeta ku munh se cheekh nikal gayi.

“aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Mera tarbooz tumhare kele ke liye nahi hai.”

“agar mere liye nahi hai to aapka kachhiya geela kyun hai?” Neeta ko pata hi nahi chala kab buddhe ka ek haath uski chuchi par se uski choot
par pahunch gaya tha.

Buddha neeta ki choot par apne hatheli ko rakh kar uski choot ko aage se aur gaand ko peechhe se daba raha tha.

Neeta ke man mein uski apni jo chhavi thi us chhavi mein wo us do kaudi ke khalasi ko apne choot tak nahi pahunchne de sakti thi. Isse pehle bhi jab usne koshish ki thi to usne ek baar to use jhapad mara tha, aur doosri baar bhi mana kar diya tha. Is baar bhi wo shakhti se pesh aana chahti thi, par buddhe ne use sawal mein fansa diya tha. Do kaudi ke khalasi ke liye uski choot geeli kaise ho gayi? “maine kaha tha na, log kapda apne beimaani ko chhipane ke liye pehante hain.isiliye aap apne kapde nahi utaar rahi thi”

sakzkhan

Kuchh kshan ke liye neeta ki saree uttejna gayab ho gayi. uska chehra sharm se paani ho gaya. Uski pakad buddhe ke lund par se dheeli ho chuki thi, uske nipple sikurne lage the aur choot mein rakt ka pravah tezi se ghatne laga tha. wo sithil ho gayi thi. wo bilkul us bachche ki tarah khadi thi jisne jeevan mein pehli baar chori ka prayas kiya tha aur range haathon pakda gaya. Use bilkul samajh mein nahi aa raha tha ki wo kya bole. “wwwoo.. ba..at nahi hai” isse adhik wo kuchh nahi bol payi.

Buddha neeta mein aa rahi shithilta ko mahshoosh kar raha tha. Wo achchhi tarah samajhta tha ki Neeta uska khilauna tabhi tak hai jab tak wo khud ko nirdosh maan rahi hai.

Jaise hi usme apradh bodh hoga wo fir uski vaasna ke khel ko nahikhelegi. Usne Neeta ki kaan ke paas se kaha

“Aise hi rahiye na, bina kapdo ke aap bahut pyari lagti hain”. Buddhe in is antarangta se ye baat kahi ki neeta ke rago mein rakt ka pravah fir tez ho gaya. Uske nipple tanane lage aur uski chootmein fir se sugbugahat hone lagi. “ Mujhe sharm aa rahi hai”

Neeta ki tan rahi nipple ko mahshoosh karke buddha samajh gaya tha ki Neeta ab fir garam hone lagi hai. Us ne Neeta ki kamar ko pakad use apni god mein bitha liya.

“Ab humse kya sarmana madam? hum to sab dekh hi liye hain. Subah tak aise hi rahiye na”

“ye kahan bitha diya mujhe?”

“Madam ji, seat ganda hai.. aap meri god mein baithiye” Buddha apne mote tagde lund par Neeta ki mast komal gaand ka maza le raha tha.

Uska ek haath bina samay gawayein Neeta ki nangi chuchiyon par jaa pahuncha tha to doosra haath uski makhmali jaangh ko sahla rahi thi.

“to tum koi kam gande ho? Tumhara kela chubh raha hai mujhe”

Buddhe ne lund ko gaand par masalte hue kaha “madam ji, kela apni jagah par nahi hai isliye chubh raha hai. jab apni jagah pahunchega to bahut maza dega” buddhe ne haath neeta ki jaanghon ke beech mein ghusa diya. Neeta ne dono pair ko ek doosre par daba kar apne

jaanghon ke beech prem gufa ko chhipane ki koshish ki. “kahan hai tumhare kela ka jagah?” Wo fir se dwiarthi samvaad mein maza lene lagi thi.

Sanjay335 · 06-12-2019, 05:39 PM

Waiting for next..

jaunpur · 07-12-2019, 12:15 AM

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Bro ye kahani to incomplete thi, aur is forum per bhi hai
https://www.xossipy.com/thread-2384.html

kya puri karoge???

https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1283803
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sakzkhan · 19-12-2019, 02:59 PM

(07-12-2019, 12:15 AM)jaunpur Wrote: .
Bro ye kahani to incomplete thi, aur is forum per bhi hai
https://www.xossipy.com/thread-2384.html

kya puri karoge???

https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=1283803
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.

Yes, Bro. shayad apne nahi dekha. Maine pehle hi bola tha

sakzkhan · 19-12-2019, 03:05 PM

Buddhe ne dono haathon se Neeta ke ghutno ko pakad uske dono taangon ko alag kar uske gufa ke dwar ko khola. “aise to kayi thikane hain! par aapke paas chaar jagah hai” Buddha ka haath neeta ke panty par jaa phuncha tha aur geeli panty ke upar se neeta ki choot ko sahlane laga.

Char jagah! Neeta ne ab tak kela.. naah ravi ka mirch bas ek jagah liya tha.

buddha char char jagah ki baat kar raha hai. “kaun kaun se jagah”

Buddhe ka haath Neeta ki panty mein ghus chuka tha, aur wo bade itminaan se, apni saari vaasnaon, saree kaamnaon ko kabu mein rakhte hue, uski geeli choot ko sahla raha tha. usne choot ke muhane par apni ungli rakh kar dabai. Neeta ke munh se anand ki chitkaar phooth padi

“ssshhhhhhhh.... aaahhhhhhhh! Kya kar rahe ho?” Buddha uski choot ko ek baar chhu chuka tha aur fir uska bhed bhi buddhe ke saamne khul

chuka tha ki wo uttejit hai. abki

baar buddhe ke choot chhone par usne koi teevra pratikriya nahi di.

“ek to ye jagah hai madam ji”

Neeta ne apna neechla honth apne daanton tale daba liya tha aur apne haathon se zor se seat ke aage lage rod ko pakad liya. “aur doosra”

Buddhe ne doosre haath se Neeta ki chuchi ko bheenchte hue kaha

“aapke dono aamon ke beech mein”.

“Ouch! bade beraham ho tum. Thoda dheere dabao na. teesra?”

“aapke tarboozon ke beech!”

“kya?? pagal ho gaye ho? Tumhara kela itna mota hai. meri to tarbooz hi fat jayegi”

“Nahi fategi madam ji. jab aapke andar ghusega to jannat ki sair karengi” Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund masalte hue kaha. Buddhe ne apni ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.

“aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Aur chautha?”

wo buddhe ko apne jishm mein ghusne se nahi rok payi.

“Are! to aap mera kela nahi choosengi?”

“Chhii! itni gandi cheej ko munh mein kaun lega? mujhe to ulti aa jayegi” Neeta ne na to kabhi kisi ka lund munh mein liya tha aur na hi kabhi socha tha ki log aisa bhi karte hain.

“are! jaise banki fal hain waise hi kela hai. Jaise hum aam chooste hain, waise aap kela choos lijiyega”

apni god mein baithi nangi aurat ka budhha poora maza le raha tha.

“aam aur kela mein antar hai na. aam se doodh nikalta hai, kela se paani”

“madam, jab aap choosiyega to kela se bhi doodh niklega. aur kela wala dhoodh adhik gaadha, adhik swadisht aur adhik paushtik hota hai”

“Chhi! mujhe to sun kar hi ghinn ho rahi hai. jahan se log susu karte hain wahan koi munh kaise laga sakta hai?”

Buddhe ne Neeta ki choot mein apni poori ungli ghusa di.

“aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” Neeta anand sagar mein gote kha rahi thi. “Aap bhi to yahan se peshab karti hai, fir ise kaise hum munh mein lete hain?”

“Ise munh mein lete ho? chhi chhi. kaise aadmi ho tum? mujhe to ulti ho jayegi”

“sirf hum hi nahi, sab mard lete hain”

“Tum jhooth bol rahe ho. main nahi maanti”

“Main lekar dikha doon?”

“Le hi nahi paoge!” Neeta bilkul sure thi ki aisa kaam koi kar hi nahi sakta.

“agar le liye to jo bolenge kijiyega?”

“theek hai”

“wada se mukad to nahi jaiyega?”

“Main ek rajpoot hoon. apne wade se kabhi nahi mukadti. chache jaan hi kyun na chali jaye”

“Madam ji, aisa maza aayega jo aap apne poore jindagi mein kabhi nahi li hongi. agar maza nahi aaya to aap humko chalti bas se neeche dhakel dijiyega” buddhe ne apni do ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusa di.

Neeta ne kabhi itna mota kuchh apni choot mein nahi liya tha. Ravi ka khada lund to buddhe ke ek ungli jitna bhi nahi tha. wo to anand se pagal ho uthi!

“ufff! aahhhhh ssshhhhhhh. nikalo na use”

“choosne dijiye”

“theek hai! lekin bas thoda sa”

“To fir neeche let jaiye”

“neeche? is gande bas mein jahan

sab par rakh kar chalte hain? Main waha letungi? kabhi nahi!”

“bina lete maza nahi aayega. Main tapak padti.

Main dhoti bichha deta hoon” buddhe ne

Neeta ko seat par bithaya aur apne dhhoti ko seat ke kataron ke beech bus ke farsh par bichha diya aur neeta ko utha kar dhoti par rakh diya. neeta ne buddhe ke kurte ko takiya bana kar sar ke neeche rakh liya.

Buddha Neeta ki panty ko sarkane laga. neeta ne panty ko dono haathon se pakad liya. “Pehle tum apni aankhein band karo. Main tumhe dekhne nahi de sakti. jo bhi karna hai aankhein band karke kado”

Buddhe ne aankh band ki aur neeta ki panty khol kar use poora nanga kar diya. Chalti bus ke khidki se aa rahi tez hawa neeta ke geeli choot ko chhu kar ak ajeeb ehshaas de rahi thi. neeta ki choot ki garmi par hawa ki thandhak! uff! kya ehshaash hai, shabdon mein use vyakt kiya hi nahi jaa sakta. neeta pehli baar kisi ke saamne poori nangi hui thi. Buddhe ne apni aankhein khol di. Neeta ne apne dono haathon se apni choot ko dhak liya. “Aankh kyun khol rahe ho?”

aapki choot bahut pyari hai” ‘choot’ neeta ne pehli baar kisi ke munh se suna tha. “dekhne dijiye na”

Buddhe ne neeta ke haathon ko uski choot par se hataya. reshmi, sunahre halke halke baalon ke beech geeli gulabi choot chamak rahi thi. “aapke bur ke baal bhi bahut sundar hain”. ‘bur’ bhi neeta pehli baar sun rahi thi. sun kar uski uttejna badh rahi thi. Uska dil bhi kar raha tha ‘choot’ ‘bur’ bolne ka. par wo bus ki khalasi jaisi neech nahi thi, wo ek ijjatdaar ghar ki rajpoot thi. Buddhe ne uski jaanghon ko pakad kar sahlaya aur jaangh choomne laga. fir uski jaanghon ko faila kar uski choot ka dwar khol diya aur jhuk kar uske choot par chumban liya. Neeta machal gayi. Usne buddhe ke sar ko pakad liya. Buddhe ne apni jeebh se Neeta ki geeli choot ko poori tarah se dhak kar dabaya. Thandhi choot par garam mulayam jeebh ka sparsh ne Neeta ko bekabu kar diya. Usne Buddhe ke sar ke baal ko pakad kar kheencha aur uske sar ko apni choot ki taraf daba diya. Usne apni jaangh ke beech buddhe ke sar ko daba kar apna pair uske chaaron taraf lapet liya. Apne nichle honth ko daanton tale daba kar Neeta ne aankh band kar li.“

ssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!”

Buddha Neeta ki choot ko kutte ki tarah chaat raha tha.

Buddha neeta ki clit ko apne ungli se masal raha tha. aur usne apne jeebh ko Neeta ki choot mein ghusa rakha tha. Buddha sambhog kala mein parangat tha aur Neeta chudai mein bilkul anadi the. Ye sara anubhav neeta ke liye bilkul naya aur aseem anand dene wala tha. Wo uttejna ke shikar ki ore tezi se badh rahi thi. Buddhe ne apne jeebh se neeta ki clit ko masalte hue uski choot mein apni do ungliyan poori andar ghusa di. Fir apne ungli se neeta ki choot ki antarik deewaaron ko sahlane laga. Aaj Neeta ke jeewan mein sabkuchh pehli baar ho raha tha. Wo anand ke saatve asmaan mein ud rahi thi. Buddha neeta ke choot ko apni ungli se chod raha tha aur isse nikalne waale prem ras ko chaat kar jeebh ko choot ke charo taraf aur clit par masal raha tha. Neeta ab buddhe ki lay mein lay mila kar apne gaand ko uchhal rahi thi. Buddhe ka doosra haath Neeta ki chuchi ko masalne mein vyast tha. Neeta jisne apne jeevan mein bas ek napunshak mard ke chhote lund ke alawa kabhi apni

choot mein kuchh nahi liya tha, uske liye buddhe ki kaamkala ki kushalta adhik der tak bardasht kar lena uski kshamta ke bahar thi. usne buddhe ke sar ko zor se choot ki taraf dabaya, apni gaand ko upar utha kar ek aseem anand bhadi cheetkaar ke saath charmotkarsh par pahunch gayi.

“aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uffffffffffffffff shssssssssssssshhhhhh”

uski choot ke andar mano atishbazi ho rahi ho. fir achanak se atishbazi khatam. sannata sa chha gaya. Neeta jhad chuki thi. Neeta shithil ho chuki thi, usne buddhe ka sir chhod diya, aur jaanghein faila kar nidhal ho let gayi. Buddha kutte ki tarah uski choot se nikli sari premras ko chaat raha tha.

Neeta ne apne jeevan mein pehli baar charamotkarsh ka anubhav kiya tha. Wo is anand ke nashe mein madmast thi. Buddha mauke ka fayeda uthane mein vyast tha. Wo uski choot se upar ki taraf badha, aur uske pet ko apne jeebh se chatate hue uski chuchiyon ki taraf badha.

Kayi ghanton se Neeta ki ye safed chuchiyan aur uske upar susajjit gulabi nipple buddhe ke man ko lalcha rahi thi. Wo chuchiyan jinhe choosne ke liye buddha kab se tadap raha tha, wo chuchiyan uske saamne, bilkul nangi, sari suraksha se door padi hui thi. buddhe ne neeta ki bayin chuchi ko apne daayein haath se pakda aur munh laga kar choosne laga. Nipple par garma garam jeebh ki chhuan se Neeta ka madhoshi toot gaya. “ye kya kar rahe ho?” Usne buddhe ke sar ko haath se pakad kar apni chuchi par se hata diya. “hato mere upar se! badtameez kahin ke!”

Buddhe ke khade lund par dhokhaho chuka tha. buddha soch raha tha ki jab laundiya ko nanga kar diya, uski chuchi masal diya, uske bur chaat liya, ungli pel diya to ab use chod bhi lega. Wo mansik roop se poori tarah se taiyaar ho gaya tha ki uska agla kadam us raand ki choot ko raundna hi tha. wo neeta ki vyavahaar se tilmila utha tha. Uske jee mein aaya ki is saali randi ko yahin par patak kar uska balatkaar kar de. us haramzaadi ki gaand mein apna lund pel kar uski saaree akad uski gaand se nikaal de.

par shayad wo dar raha tha ya fir use aurat ko randi bana kar chodne mein adhik maza aata tha. Wo jaanta tha ki zabardasti ki chudai mein lund ki pyaas to bujh jayegi par wo maza nahi aayega.

“aapne to maze le liye, ab thoda maza humko bhi lene dijiye.”

Buddhe ne apne gusse ko kabu mein kar Neeta ki chuchi ko masalte hue kaha. Latin mein ek kahavat hai – post coitus omne animal triste est arthat sambhog ke baad sabhi prani dukhi ho jaate hain. Jhadne ke baad

Neeta par bhi apradh bodh aa chukatha. Use apne jeevan mein kabhi ye nahi socha tha ki wo kisi gair mard

ke sath aisa kuchh karegi.

Usne apne pati ke sath dhokha kiya hai, usneo apne patni hone ke dharm ko nahi nibhaya hai. wo ek badchalan aurat hai.

Neeta kuchh hi kashano mein anand ki sagar se gir kar atmglani ke mahasagar mein doob chuki thi. Wo apne badan ke upar is do kaudi ke khalashi ko bilkul bardasht nahi kar sakti thi. uska hriday rone ko aa raha tha. “hato mere upar se!” kahte kahte neeta ka gala rundh aaya.

sakzkhan · 19-12-2019, 03:12 PM

Buddha samajh gaya tha ki laundiya serious ho rahi hai. wo uske upar se hat gaya.

Neeta ko ehshaash hone laga ki wo ek gair mard ke saamne nangi hai. Uska saree, petticoat aur blouse usse kaafi door tha, bra ko buddhe ne munh mein le kar laar mein bhiga diya tha, aur uski geeli panty bus ke farsh par padi thi jisse bas ki dhool panty se ja chipki thi. Wo ab ek gair mard ke saamne nangi khadi nahi ho sakti thi, wo apna hath pair samet kar baith gayi.

uski chuchi ghutno ke peechhe chhipi thi. Dono pair ke beech ki chhoti si jagah se uski safed chikni jaanghon ke beech mein sunahre reshmi baalon ke madhya neeta ki gulabi choot buddhe ko dikh rahi thi.

Prem ras ki ek patli dhar neeta ke choot se bah kar buddhe ke dhoti par jaa rahi thi. par bhale hi wo patli dhaar buddhe ko adhik mohit karti ho,par abhi neeta ke aankhon se bahne waali moti ashrudhara adhik mahatwapoorna the.

Neeta ke aanshu buddhe ki kaamnaon ki poorti mein ek badi badha ban rahi thi.

Buddha neeta ke nikat khashak kar baith gaya. Uska lund dheela pad chuka tha. Usne Neeta ko santwana dene ke liye uske kandhe par haath rakha. Neeta ne jhatke se buddhe ke haath ko apne badan par se hata diya “chhuo mat mujhe!”

“Theek hai madam ji, nahi chhunga. par aap ro kyun rahi hain?” Neeta ka rona aur tez ho gaya.

“Main ek shadisuda aurat hoon. maine itna bada paap kaise kar diya?”

“Isme paap waala kaun sa baat hai? aapko khus rahne ka adhikaar nahi hai kya?”

Neeta chup chaap neeche dekh rahi thi. use ab is do kaudi ke buddhe se bhi nazar milane ki himmat nahi thi.

“Dekhiye madam ji. Marad log ko jab masti ka man hota hai to kotha par ja kar randi ko chod lete hain” ‘randi’, ‘chod’; neeta ke vartmaan manshik sthiti mein in shabdon kawo asar bhale hi na ho jo Neeta ke jhadne ke pehle hota, par in shabdon ka neeta par asad bilkul shunya bhi nahi tha.

“aur aurat ghar mein baithi tadapti rahti hai. aise mein aurat agar mauka milne par thoda bahut masti kar bhi leti hai to isme paap kahan hai? paap to

ye hai ki is samaj mein sahi galat ka faisala aurat ke liye alag aur marad ke liye alag hota hai. mard randi ke yahan jata hai to wo rashta bhatak gaya, aur aurat kisi gair mard ke paas jaati hai to wo badchalan hai, randi hai? ye kahan ka nyay hai” Buddha shabdon ka jadugar tha.

“Agar aurat baanjh hai to mard ko doosra shadi karne ka ijazat hai aur agar mard napunshak hai to wo jeevan bhad waise hi dukh kaatati rahe”.

Buddhe ne Neeta ki dukhti rag par haath rakh diya tha. Par uske haath rakhne se neeta ka dard badha nahi tha, neeta ko sukoon mil raha tha. Manovaigyanik kahte hain ki manushya ki jaisi pravritti hoti hai wo apne aas paas ke vatavaran aur soochana ko waise tadanusaar grahan karta hai. Neeta bhi ab unhi baaton ko grahan kar rahi thi jo uske kiye hue kaam ko sahi thahra raha ho.

Neeta ne ab rona band kar diya tha.

“lekin shadisuda ho kar aisa karna?” uske mann mein abhi bhi shanka thi. “Dekhiye madam ji, duniya kiaadhi shadisuda aurat doosron se chudwati hai.”

abki baar ‘chudai’ sun kar neeta ki dhadkane tez hogayi. uska soya hua nipple fir sejaagne laga tha. “ye tum apne mann se kah rahe ho?”

“nahi madam ji. aapki kasam. 50 saal umar ho gaya humara. Bahut duniya dekhe hain, bahut jagah rahe hain aur bahut ghaat ka paani piye hain. Jhooth nahi kahenge madam ji, Kunwari aur bihata dono se sambandh rakhe hain. kunwari to mushkil se milti hai, par bihata aurat ka kono kami nahi hai madam. jitna ka tajurba humko hai, usme adhiktar bihata thi. gaon mein bhi aur sahar mein bhi. usme se bahut to ijjatdaar khandaan ki thi. Bura nahi maaniye madam, ijjatdaar ghar ki auraton ka ijjat ghar ke bahar hi rahta hai, ghar ke andar wo naukar se, driver se, doodh wala se, na jaane kisse kisse chudwati hai.”

Neeta fir se garam hone lagi thi. “sach bol rahe ho?”

“hum aapse kahe jhooth bolenge?”

“tumhara kitno ke sath tajurba hai?”

Neeta ke aankhon mein fir se shararat aane lagi thi. “Ab ye sab baat mat poochhiye madam ji. Ye sab baatein sabko thode hi batate hain.”

“main tumhare saamne nangi baithi hoon, aur tum mujhse chhipa rahe ho” Jaise jaise Neeta garam ho rahi thi, uske chehre ki laali badhi jaa rahi thi, aur uske choot se nikalne waali dhara thodi moti ho gayi thi.

Buddha Neeta ki haw bhaw ko samajh raha tha, aur uska qutub minaar fir khada hone laga tha. Neete apne aankhon ke kone se buddhe ke badhte hue minaar ko ghoor rahi thi. “kahan nangi hain? sab to dhak ke baithi hain. Apne chuchi par se haath hataiye”

Buddha ab roopak ka prayog nahi kar raha tha, wo apni baat seedhe shabdon mein kah raha tha. Neeta ke liye ye ek shock tha, aam se buddha chuchi par kaise aa gaya? Shock zaroor laga ho, par Neeta ko sun kar achchha lag raha tha.

Shabd jaise hi uske kaan par padte, hriday rakt pravah ki ek teevra dhara uthati aur uske sampoorna shareer mein anand ki ek meethi lahar daur jaati, nipple aur tan jaate, choot thoda aur phool jata, aur choot se amrit ki ek boond tapak jaati.

“Besharm! tumhe aurat ke saamne gandi baatein bolne mein sharm nahi aati?”

“Lijiye, sharm karein tab bhi shikayat, nahi karein tab bhi shikayat!” Buddhe ne neeta ko fir apni baaton mein fansa liya tha.

“Chalo, baatein mat banao, batao kitni auraton ka tazurba hai tumhe?”

“pehle chuchi par se haath hataiye?” fir se chuchi! neeta ki ek boond aur tapak padi!

“lo baba! hata diya. ab to batao”

Neeta ke unnat himshikhar fir se pratyaksh ho gaye, buddhe ka auzaar bhi apne poore utthaan par tha.

Neeta ki nazar buddhe ke lund se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Usne pehli bar kisi lund ko khada hote dekha tha.

Ravi ka khada hota tha ya nahi ab Neeta ye bhi nahi samajh paa rahi thi. Shaadi ke chaar saal baad bhi kabhi usne Ravi ke lund ke akaar ko bada hote nahi dekha tha. Par us buddhe ka lund kuchh hi der mein

ek chhote bejaan mirch se badhte badhte ek mota lamba kaddu ki roop mein aa chuka tha. Jaise koi ikshadhaari naag ho jo zaroorat ke hinsaab se apna roop badal sakta ho. Naag hi to tha! apne bil mein ghusne ke liye betaab!

“kya bataun?” Buddhe ko Neeta ko chidhane mein maza aa raha tha.

“yahi ki kitne auraton ke sath tajurba hai tumhara?”

“kaisa tajurba?”

“are! abhi thodi der pehle tumne kaha tha na ki tumne kayi auraton ke sath tajurba kiya hai?”

“haan kiye hain. lekin tajurba to kayi tarah ka hota hai na? kisi ke sath baat karne ka tajurba hai, kisi ke liye kaam karne ka tajurba hai. aap kaun sa tajurba poochh rahi hain?”

“Bahut shaitaan ho tum! Baatein mat banao, seedhe seedhe batao.”

“aao seedha seedha poochhiyega tab to seedha seedha batayenge?

aap ghuma fira kar poochh rahi hain. humko to samajh mein hi nahi aa raha hai”

“bahut badmas ho tum! tumne kitno ke sath kiya hai?”

“kya kiya hai?” Buddhe Neeta ke laaj dhaak ko nestonabood kar dena thaan chuka tha.

“s..s..sex kiya hai” college ke baad neeta shayad pehli bar Neeta ‘sex’ bol rahi thi. use ye shabd bolne ke liye kaafi prayaas karna pada tha.

Uski jubaan kaampne lagi thi. Uske dil ki dhadkan achanak tez ho gayi.

“madam, padhe likhe nahi hain. angrezi nahi samajh aata hai. Hindi mein bataiye na?

Neeta ne koshish ki. par uska jubaan uska saath nahi de raha tha. “bahut dusht ho tum! mujhe hindi nahi aati”

“hum samjhenge tabhi na jawab denge”

“tumhe s..sex matlab nahi pata?” is bar neeta ko sex bolne mein utni kathinayi nahi hui. “Nahi madam ji. gaon mein rahe hain.. angrezi safe nahi aata hai” buddhe ke chehre par besharmi ki bhadi mushkurahat thi.

“ch....ch..chode ho” neeta ne bahut prayaas karne ke baad kaha. Uski saanse tez ho chuki thi. “Ye hui na baat! desi murgi bilayeti boli achcha nahi lagta. ab fir se poora sawaal poochhiye.” Neeta bolne mein jhijhak zaroor rahi thi, par use maza bhi aa raha tha.

in shabdon ko, jisse wo bachpan se ganda aur bura maanti aayi hai, jo humesha se awara, badmaash aur sadak chap logon ki boli hoti hai, use bolne par jis uttejna ka anubhav neeta aaj kar rahi thi, wo usne pehle kabhi nahi kiya tha. “tum ab tak kitni aurat ko chod chuke ho?” is baar neeta ki mein jhijhak kam thi, kapdo ke sath sath neeta ka man bhi khul raha tha.

Jis tarah ka halkapan neeta ko kapde utaarne ke baad mahshoosh hua tha, waisa hi halkapan wo apne mann par ke kapde ko utaar kar mahshoosh kar rahi thi. Anand, uttejna aur vaasna ka aisa mishran! ye sach mein anootha tha.

“madam ji, chode to bahut ko hain. lekin randi sab ko hata ke dekhiyega to 12-13 ko to chode hi honge”

“Baap re! tumhe itni aurat mil kahan se gayi?”

“sab aurat nahi thi, kuchh kunwari ladki thi, kuchh shadisuda. 4-5 to kunwari hogi, banki sab shadisuda”

“par itni mili kahan?”

“are madam ji, 30 saal se chod rahe hain. ab aise bhi namard nahi hai ki 30 saal mein 12-13 ko bhi nahi chode! 3-4 gaon mein.

fir sahar mein jab naukar ya driver ka kaam karte the to kabhi malik ki bibi, kabhi malik ki bahu, kabhi malik ki beti. kabhi ghar ki naukarani. Dekhiye madam ji, aap bura nahi maaniyega, lekin ye jo sahar ke shareef log hote

hai na, ghar ke andar unme kitni gandagi hoti hai ye humse achchha koi nahi bata sakta! ek malik ki bibi to kam se kam 4-5 logon se chudwati thi. hum uske driver the. Malik humesha sahar se bahar rahte the.

wo apne yaar sab ke sath hotel mein ja ja kar chudwati thi. ek baar hum dekh liye. humko boli kisi se nahi kahne ke liye. ab hum aisa mauka kahe chhodte?”

“Matlab?” Buddhe ki kahaniyon ne neeta ki choot ko gudguda diya tha.

“matlab kya? iske baad 8 mahina hafta mein 2-3 baar usko chodate the. bishwas kijiyega? ghar mein malik baithe the, aur garage mein hum usko chode hue hain. jab malik ko malkin par shaq hone laga to hum naukari chhod diye”

Neeta ka choot kahani sun kar machal gaya tha.

wo aur vistaar mein sunana chahti thi. “Aur banki auratein?”

“Madam ji, sabke baare mein batayenge to umar beet jayega kahani sunate sunate.”

“sabse adhik maza tumhe kiske saath aaya?”

“Rashmi madam ke sath sabse adhik maza aaya. Jamshedpur mein unke yahan naukar ka kaam karte the.

Ghar mein dono miya, bibi aur ek 5 saal bachcha tha.”

“To usi ke baare mein batao”

“Kya batayein?”

“Yahi ki kaise kiya uske sath?”

“kya kaise kiya? theek se poochhiye na?” Buddha Neeta ko chidha raha tha.

“Kaise choda use?” Abki baar neeta bilkul bhi nahi jhijhki.

“Waise hi chode jaise sab chodate hain. khol ke pel diye andar”

“Dhatt besharm! ye thode hi pooch rahi hoon. Ye poochh rahi hoon ki usko pataya kaise?”

“Sare maze aap hi lijiyega? Yahan god mein aaiye to batate hain”

Buddhe bina kuchh liye Neeta ko kuchh nahi dene wala tha.

“Yahin se batao na!” Neeta ki awaaz mein dridhata nahi thi. Wo kahani sunana chahti thi jisse uske andar ka apradh bodh shant ho aur wo masti ke mood mein bhi aa rahi thi.

Neeta ko jis anand ki anubhooti buddhe ne uski choot ko choos kar diya tha wo us anand paane ke liye fir se machal rahi thi.

“Aap sun sun ke maze lengi, aur main?” Buddha ab poori tarah se khul chuka tha.

wo apne shabdon se apna irade ko paroksha roop se pratyaksha kar raha tha. Buddhe ne bus ke seat par peeth ko tika kar apne dono pair faila diya.

Dono taangon ke beech aadhe kaale, aadhe safed baalon ki jhaar mein se buddhe ka minaar apni poori lambai liye Neeta ko nimantran de raha tha.

“Theek hai, par kuchh karoge to nahi?” Neeta ne sharm aur vaasna mili hui nazaron se buddhe ki lund ko dekha aur khishak kar buddhe ki god ke paas aa gayi.

“Nahi karenge to god mein bula kar kya karenge?” Neeta ke atma sanyam ki dhahti deewaron ko buddha bhaamp chuka tha.

Buddhe ne neeta ki pet ko pakad kar use peeche kheecha aur apne lund se neeta ki makhmali gaand aur peeth ko sata kar lund ko dabaya.

“Ouch!! theek se rakho na use. chubhta hai!”

Buddhe ka dono haath neeta ke dono rasmalai se ras nichodne mein lag chuke the. “Kya chubhta hai madam ji?”

“Tumhara kela” Buddhe ne neeta ki nipple ko masalte hue kaha

“kela nahi hai, humara lund hai”

“Haan wahi!”

Buddhe ne fir se lund dabata

“wahi nahi, lund bol isko” buddhe ki shabdon mein se adarsoochak

‘boliye’ khatam ho chuka tha.

Neeta ko ye ajeeb zaroor laga, par bura nahi laga. Buddhe ke lund ki garmi aur apne chuchiyon par uske haathon ke prabhav ne neeta ki uttejna ko badha diya tha. “Tumhara lund chubh raha hai” Neeta ne kaha.

Lund shabd ka prayog neeta ne pehli baar kiya tha. Uski choot dhadhak uthi. Ab uske dikhawati sharafat ka kapda bhi dheere dheere utarne laga tha.

Buddhe ne uski gaand par lund ko fir se dabaya

“Kahan chubh raha hai rani” uff! buddha use bekaabu kar raha tha.

Uske haath, uska lund, aur uske shabd sab mano ek saath neeta ke jishm mein ghus rahe ho. Mano uska samuhik balatkaar ho raha ho, aur wo vivas ho chudwane ke liye.

Par is balatkaar mein neeta ko maza aa raha tha.

“Meri gaand mein chubh raha hai.” Ye neeta ki dikhawati sharafat ka bra tha!

“Ab batao na kaise pataya use? Wo dikhne mein kaisi thi? jab use choda tha to kya umra thi uski?” Neeta nangi ho rahi thi, aur nangepan mein use maza aa raha tha.

“Bahut tight item thi saali. Pehli baar thoke the tab 27-28 saal ki hogi.”

Buddhe ka ek haath Neeta ki chuchi mein laga hua tha to doosra sarak kar neeche uske choot ki taraf badha jaa raha tha.

Neeta ko ab buddhe ki haath ki koi parvah nahi thi, use jahan mann ho le jaye.

“Pehli baar kaise pataya use?”

“2 saal se uske yahan kaam kar rahe the. humko monu chacha kah ke bulati thi. dono mil kar ghar ka kaam karte the.

bahut beparvah thi. na kapda ka thikaan na deh ka thikan. anchal sarak ke neeche gir jata to gire rahne deti.

Kabhi kabhi nighty mein hi rahti. Uska deh bahut tight tha. bada bada chuchi, mast gaand. din mein jab uska ladka college jata tab to thodi der soti thi.

Bilkul beparvaah ki tarah. Darwaza khula hua, kabhi saree sarak ke upar rahta, kabhi blouse ka button khula rahta, kabhi nighty pankha se ud kar itna upar uth jata ki kachhiya sab dikhta tha.

jab soyi rahti thi to hum uske kamra mein ghus kar uska chuchi gaand dekhte.

sakzkhan · 19-12-2019, 03:22 PM

Behosh ki tarah soti thi. ek do baar hum usko chhue bhi. lekin darr lagta tha. chhote aadmi hain. shikayat kar di to naukari to jayega hi jo thoda moda maza mil raha hai wo bhi nahi milega.

” Buddhe ka haath neeta ki choot tak pahunch choot ke muhane ko tatol raha tha

“sshhh! ye batao na ki pehli baar kaise pataya usko?” Neeta besabra ho rahi thi.

“Malik engineer the. unka ranchi mein koi kaam mein lag gaya tha. Wo ranchi mein rahte the, s hanichchar aur ravivar kojamshedpur aate the.

ek din uska tabiyat kharab tha. Malik ranchi mein the, unko chhutti nahi ho raha tha. malkin is baat se gusse mein thi aur ro rahi thi. unka beta college mein tha. hum unke kamra mein ja kar poochhe to boli kamar dukh raha hai. Hum bole malish kar de. Pehle thoda bahut nakhda ki, fir maan gayi. uske baad se aksar hum uska maalish karte the.

Peeth ka malish karte samay mann to bahut karta tha uska gaand dabane ka, par himmat nahi hota tha. ek din hum gaand par hath rakh diye. malkin kuchh nahi boli. to hum thoda daba diye, fir bhi kuchh nahi boli. uske baad se hum uska gaand masalne lage.

shayad wo bhi maza leti hogi. ek din wo nighty mein thi. poora jaangh nanga tha. dekh kar hi mera lauda khada hogaya. mann kar raha tha ki wahin gaand mein pel de.” Buddhe ne neeta ki choot mein apna ungli pel diya.

“aaaahhhhhhhh! fir?” Buddhe ne Neeta ki gardan pe apne honthon ko rakha.

Neeta ko aage janana tha, buddha mauke ka fayeda utha raha tha.

“malish karna suru kiye, dheere dheere nighty upar sarka diye. Kala kachchiya mein gora gaand. Humara ek kamjori hai. gaand dekhne ke baad humse bardasht nahi hota. humko chodne ka man karta hai.

aapka bhi pehle gaand dekhe the na, jab aap peshab kar rahi thi bus adda par. tabhi se aapke gaand mein baans karne ka mann kar raha hai.” buddhe ne neeta ki gaand par apne baans ko kas ke dabaya.

“Mat karo na! chubhta hai” Neeta ke shabd bhale hi virodh kar rahe ho, par uski awaas mein anumati thi.

Buddhe ne apne jeebh se neeta ki gardan ko chata.

“Uff! fir kya hua?batao na?”

“pehle to gaand ko masale, wo kuchh nahi boli. fir hum josh mein aa kar kachhiya mein haath ghusa diye. Wo gussa ho gayi, humko daantane lagi. Hum to darr gaye. Raat mein malik aane waale the, humko laga ki wo mera shikayat kar degi. Naukari jayegi so to jayegi hi, kahin pitai na kha jayein.

Hum apna samaan sab bandh liye. Nikal rahe the to boli kahan jaa rahe ho. hum bol diye ki kaam chhor rahe hain. Wo boli nahi jaane ke liye, aur ye ki malik se shikayat nahi karegi. Fir mushkurate hue boli tum chale jaoge to malish kaun karega. uske chehre se samajh mein aa gaya ki wo chudwane ke liye taiyaar hai. Humko to mann kiya ki abhi pakad ke chod de saali ko. Lekin sabra ka fal meetha hota hai.”

“Raat mein kitchen mein wo aar paar dikhne waala nighty pehan kar aayi.

Uske chehra se samajh mein aa raha tha ki wo pat chuki hai. hum uske gaand par hath rakh diye. Boli kya kar rahe ho to hum bole malish. Wo boli, abhi tumhare malik se malish karwaungi, jab wo chale jayenge to jee bhar ke malish karna. Iske baat ka teen raat hum kaise kaatein hum bata nahi sakte. Sala lauda kabhi neeche hota hi nahi tha. Din bhad khada rahta. Aur saali dekh dekh kar muskurati thi. Kitchen mein kayi baar uska chuchi dabaye, gaand dabaye. par har baar wo intezaar karne bol kar hata deti.”

“Fir jab malik gaye to usko jam ke chode” Buddha neeta ko bekabu hota dekh chuka tha. ab wo use apne kabu mein karna chahta tha.

“are! kiye kaise ye to batao?” Neeta detail mein sunana chahti thi.

“aise nahi batayenge, ek chumma dijiye tab batayenge!” Buddha Neeta ki rasheeli gulabi honthon ka ras choosna chahta tha. Uske haath apne kaam mein vyast the.

Neeta laaj sharm bhool zaroor chuki thi, par ek do kaudi ke bus ka khalasi use chumban le, ye baat use hazam nahi hui.

“Aukat mein raho! nahi batana to mat batao, par main koi randi ya tumhari rakhail nahi hoon ki tum mujhe choomoge.” Neeta uske god se hatne lagi.

Buddhe ne fir se neeta ko jakad liya. Uksa hathiyar nishane par nahi laga tha. Neeta abhi tak uske kabu mein nahi thi. “Aap to turant bura maan jaati hain” wo tu se aap par aa chuka tha. “Chumma nahi de sakti par lauda to pakad sakti hain?”

Buddhe ne Neeta ki komal haathon ko apne garam dhadhakte lohe ke rod par rakha. Neeta ne jabse buddhe ki lund ko dekha tha, tab se use ek baar chhoone ko betaab thi. aur jab itna sab kuchh ho hi gaya hai to ek lund chhoone se kya bigad jayega. usne buddhe ki lund ko pakad liya.uff! kya lund tha. Itna mota, itna hard, itna garam.

Buddhe ke lund ki garmi neeta ke jishm se pravahit ho uske choot tak ja pahunchi, uska choot dahak utha. neeta ki pakad buddhe ke lund par aur mazboot ho gayi.

“Somvaar ko malik subah 5 baje nikal gaye. wo us din room se bahar nahi nikli. Uske beta ko college ke liye taiyaar kar, khana khila kar college bhej kar hum uske kamre mein gaye.

Kamra ka darwaza khula hua tha. wo saree ko odhe pet ke bal leti hui thi. hum uske upar se saree hataye. Andar wo kewal kachhiya pehne hui thi. ganji bhi nahi tha. Hum apna dhoti utaare aur chadh gaye uske upar. Uske gaand par lund rakh diya, aur dono taraf pair rakh kar uske gaand par baith gaye. wo boli itni jaldi kis baat ki hai, araam se malish karo na.

hum uske gaand par baith kar uske peeth ko dabane lage. fir haath uske peeth ke dono taraf le ja kar uske chuchi ko pakad liye. Fir usko bole palatne ke liye. uske pet par baith gaye aur uske dono chuchi ke beech mein apna lauda rakh ke uske chuchi ko chode. fir saali ke munh mein lauda daal diye. randi lauda ko bade chaw se choosne lagi” Buddha jaan boojh kar gandi bhasha mein bol raha tha. wo neeta ke sare jijhak ko tod dena chahta tha, tabhi neeta uske kabu mein hogi. Neeta kab uske lund ko masalne lagi thi ye khud neeta ko bhi pata nahi chala.

“fir?”

“fir uske munh mein lauda daale hue hum palat gaye aur jhuk kar uske kachhiya ko sarka diye. fir uska choot chaatne aur choosne lage. choot choosne mein mere takkar ka pure duniya mein aapko koi nahi milega. aap to abhi mere chusai ka maza le hi liye hain. ungli aur jeebh se chod chod kar saali ko jhaad diye. fir usko kutiya ki tarah peechhe se chode. jab tak malik ka ranchi mein kaam chalta raha,

kareeb 5-6 mahine tab tak saali ko jam ke chode. kabhi bibi ki tarah, kabhi randi ki tarah to kabhi rakhail ki tarah. saptah mein 5 din jab malik nahi rahte to hum sote bhi usi ke sath the. har tarah se chode, saali ke munh mein diye, gaand maare. kitchen mein chode, bathroom mein chode, garmi mein to saali ko chhat par le ja kar chodate the. 5-6 mahina khoob maza liye bhonsdi waali ka. wo pet se bhi hui. kahti to hai ki mera bachcha hai, par bhagwaan jaane mera hai ya malik ka.”

Na jaane kyun par buddhe ki baat sun kar neeta udaas ho gayi thi. Shayad bachche ke naam ne neeta ko apne jeevan ke kami ki yaad dila di thi. Buddha neeta ki dheeli padti nipple ko apne haathon mein mahshoosh kar sakta tha. “Ladka hua ya ladki?” “Ladka tha. ab to 7 saal ka ho gaya hai”

“Abhi bhi milte ho?”

“2-3 mahine mein ek baar mil lete hain.”

“Aur uska pati?” “Jab malik ke office ka time rahta hai tab jate hain.”

“Aur abhi bhi lete ho uska?” Neeta apne laaj sharam ka kapda fir pehanane lagi thi, shabdon mein rupak fir se aa gaya tha. Neeta ki dheeli padti nipple aur udaas awaaz se buddha samajh gaya tha ki laundiya thandhi pad rahi hai, usme fir aag lagani hogi. Usne uski chuchiyon ko masalte hue kaha

“kya karun?

ye madharchod lund maanta hi nahi. saali abhi bhi tight maal hai. choot to bhonsdi ka chud chud kar dheela ho gaya hai, par gaand abhi bhi mast hai. pel kar lauda khus ho jata hai”

Buddhe ke shabd aur haathon ne apna jaadu kar diya tha. Neeta ke dhamniyon mein fir se rakt ka pravah tez ho chuka tha, uske nipple fir khade hone lage the, uski choot fir se machalne lagi thi. “Wo akeli rahti hai?” “Nahi, ek naukarani hai” buddha uski choot ki aag ko hawa diye jaa raha tha.

“fir kaise chodate ho usko?” Neeta ki sharm ka kapda fir utar gaya. “Shaam mein wo shabji laane jaati hai, ek din pehle wahin usse milta hoon. wo ishara samajh jaati hai, agle din naukarani ko chhutti dekar bhej deti hai. fir hum ja kar uska maza lete hain.”

“Aakhiri baar kab chode ho usko?” “pichhale mahine” “kaise?” “Saali pehle se hi taiyar thi. upar nighty tha, bheetar se poori nangi.

Thoda der chumma chaati kiye, fir uske munh mein lauda daal diye. lab lund poora khada ho gaya to saali ko sofa par jhuka ke, nighty upar uthaye aur gaand mein lauda pel diye.”

“Aur aage?” “Choot bol na” Neeta ko garam hote dekh buddhe ne fir apna rang badal liya tha. “aur choot?” Neeta fir se buddhe ke isharon par naachne lagi thi. “Aise to hum pehle gaand maar lete hain tab choot chodate hain.”

“kyun?” “Are, bihata laundiya sab ka choot to chud chud ke bhonsda ho jata hai. poora lauda andar ghusa dene par bhi lund ko maza nahi aata.” Jaise jaise buddha bol raha tha, uski ungli Neeta ki choot mein ghusi jaa rahi thi. mano wo neeta ko udahran ke sath batana chah raha ho. Par neeta ki choot to uske ungli ke liye bhi tight thi. “Lekin gaand kitna bhi maar lo, tight hi rahta hai.

Tohra shadi ka kitna din hua hai?”

“Char saal hue hain. kyun?”

“tohra choot bahut tight hai. lagta hai bhatar theek se chodata nahi hai. Kunwari laundiya jaisa tight choot hai tumhara. chaar saal mein to aisan choot ko hum chod chod ke surang bana denge. tumhra gaand se pehle hum choot chodenge. Gaand maarne mein maza bhale hi aata ho, lekin jo maza tight choot mein pelne mein hai wo gaand mein nahi.”

Buddha neeta ki tight choot ko apni ungli se bhed raha tha. Neeta ko jo maza buddhe ke ungli se aa raha tha waisa maza use kabhi Ravi ke lund ne bhi nahi di thi. Kaamna, vaasna aur besharmi ki nasha mein madmast Neeta ab buddhe ke haath mein ek khilaune jaisi thi.

“Main koi rashmi thode hi hoon ki jaise mann karega chod doge!” Neeta abhi bhi buddhe ki bhookh mitane ko taiyar nahi thi. Par buddha vaasna se sarabor us uttejna mein tha jahan wo bachchon ke khelne ki gudiya ke bhi kapde utaar ke uske plastic ke sareer mein apna lund ghusa deta. Yahan to uske saamne haar maans ki kaamna ki moorti nange uski god mein baithi hai. “ek baar chudwa ke to dekh. jannat ka maza milega.”

Neeta ka tan fir se tann gaya. wo buddhe ki god se sarakne lagi.

“Apni aukaat mein raho! main kisi do kaudi ke insaan se nahi chudwati.” Neeta ke chehre par gussa zaroor tha. Banawati tha ya nahi wo khud nahi jaanti thi, par chudwana bolne mein use maza aaya tha. “upar se jo bhi karna hai karo, andar ghusne ki himmat mat karna”

Buddhe ka mann Neeta ki bartav se bahut krodhit tha. Uska jee to kar raha tha ki abhi use patak kar chod de. Saree sarafat saali ke gaand se nikaal de. ek to bhonsdi waali randi ki tarah nangi uski god mein baithi hai, aur upar se sharafat ka nautanki kar rahi hai. Are, randi bhi bina paison ke nangi nahi hoti. khud to do kaudi ke randi se bhi gayi gujri hai aur use do kaudi ka kah rahi hai. Uske andar ka jaanwar uski vaasna ko vahshiyat mein badalne ke liye zor laga raha tha.

Shayad darr se, ya fir wo jaanta tha ki jo maza aurat ke iksha se uske saath sahvaas mein hai, wo balatkaar mein nahi, isliye wo apne andar ke vahshi ko apne upar haavi nahi hone de raha tha. Use beijjat to Neeta ne abse pehle kayi baar kiya hai, par pehle use har baar ye ummeed thi ki wo neeta ko chudai ke liye taiyaar kar lega. Wo uske apmaan ko khushi khushi jhel raha tha. Par jab ye lagbhag tay ho gaya tha ki neeta ka irada chudwane ka nahi hai, wo bas buddhe se maza lena chahti hai, buddhe ko maza dene ka use koi irada nahi hai, to uska sabra jawab de raha tha.

Wo aisa mahshoosh kar raha tha jaise usne neeta ke jishm ke sath nahi khela hai, apitu neeta ne use apne isharon par nacha kar uska soshan kiya hai. Is bhaawna ke mastishk mein aate hi uski uttejna ka paara tezi se neeche girne laga. Uske unnat lund sandhya ke surajmukhi ke samaan murjhane laga. Neeta apne gaand par buddhe ke lund ke ghatate hue dabab ko mahshoosh kar rahi thi.

“Kya hua? kuchh karte kyun nahi?” Neeta buddhe ke shoshan mein poora anand le rahi thi. Uske andar ki kaamna uske sharafat jaame se chalak kar bahar aa hi gaya. Neeta ki betaabi ne buddhe ke surajmukhi ko fir se khila diya tha. Neeta ke chuchi par rakhe buddhe ke haath fir se sakriye ho uthe. Uska lund Neeta ki guddedaar gaand ko fir se dabane laga. “Kya karein? jo karna chahte hain wo to aap karne hi nahi deti?”

“Kya karna chahte ho?” Neeta chudwane ke liye to ab bhi taiyaar nahi thi, par buddhe ke armaanon ko sunne ki tamanna zaroor rakhti thi. Gandi gandi baatein Neeta ko aseem anand de rahi thi.

“Karna to bahut kuchh chahte hain. Aapko apne ganne ka ras pilana chahte hain.”

Buddhe ne neeta ke haath ko apne lund par rakh diya tha. Neeta ne buddhe ke lund ko pakad liya. Uske lund ke dhamniyon mein bahti rakt pravah Neeta mein naye uttejna ka sanchar kar rahi thi. Usne buddhe ke lund ko masalte hue kaha

“aur kya karna chahte ho?” Neeta ki chuchiyon ko bheenchte hue buddhe ne kaha

“is mast deh ka malish karna chahte hain”

“To karo na!”

sakzkhan · 19-12-2019, 03:22 PM