Adultery AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

[Kiran85]

Abb Noor ko OYO mat bajana usko jada bhar mat send Karo...Thoda Darr bana rahe aur ghar par hi thoda bahot enjoy karo... Terrace par ho room mai ho...Lakin OYO mai nahi... Chatting jada ho aur tum chat raat mai pado aur gram ho...

[sameer.gupta2030]

[Kiran85]

Update do bhai... Bahut bahut wait kar raha ho....Aur thoda bada update do.....

[Naaz]

Abb Noor ko OYO mat bajana usko jada bhar mat send Karo...Thoda Darr bana rahe aur ghar par hi thoda bahot enjoy karo... Terrace par ho room mai ho...Lakin OYO mai nahi... Chatting jada ho aur tum chat raat mai pado aur gram ho...

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[Naaz]

Update do bhai... Bahut bahut wait kar raha ho....Aur thoda bada update do.....

Abhi tak orginal writer update nahi kiya hai dusri site par
To ye duplicate writer kaise update kar aakta hai?
Thoda samjo na inki bhi problem

[exbiixossip2]

next update bro...

with pics

[Kiran85]

Update do bhai.... Waiting

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Chapter - 16

Main raat ko achha sa khana kha kar bistar par leta hua Noor ko dekh raha tha. Wo table par baithi apne geele baalon mein kanghi kar rahi thi, uske baal bulb ki roshni mein chamak rahe the. Shaam ka waqia mere dimaag mein ghoom raha tha—Noor aur us harami Hira ki baatein mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Meri bibi mujhe chutiya samajhti hai—yeh khayal mere dil se guzra toh jaise meri rooh mein ek gandi si lazzat phail gayi. Main samajh nahi pa raha tha ki aakhir kyun uski yeh gandi baatein mujhe itni pasand aa rahi thi.

Main bistar se utha aur dheere se Noor ke peeche jaakar khada ho gaya. Maine apne haath uske kandhon par rakhe toh wo thoda chaunk kar boli, “Kya hua, Rizwan ke abbu?” Maine uski noorani aankhon mein apni aankhein daal kar ghoorne laga. Usne dobara poochha, “Kya hua, Rizwan ke abbu?” Main chup raha, bas usse ghoorta gaya. Meri nazar uske komal honthon par ja kar chipak gayi—yeh wahi honth the jinhone ek namahram ke lund ko chaaron taraf chhua tha, yeh wahi honth the jinhone daaru apne gale ke neeche utari thi, aur yeh wahi honth the jinhone mujhe chutiya kaha tha. Mera lund ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine aage badhkar Noor ko chhune ki koshish ki, toh jaise mujhe current sa laga. “Rizwan ke abbu, kya kar rahe hain?” usne teesri baar dheere se poochha. Maine apna pyjama dheere se neeche kiya. Noor ne mujhe ghoor kar dekha aur boli, “Kya kar rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu?” Maine uski baat ko an-suna karke pyjama aur chaddi dono neeche kheench diya. Mera pyjama mere pairon ke paas pada tha, aur Noor mujhe ghoor rahi thi, jaise poochhna chahti ho ki yeh kya kar raha hoon. Maine aage badhkar uska haath pakda aur dheere se apne lund par lagaya. Uske chehre par ekdum se sikan aa gayi, aur usne apna haath jhatak kar peeche kheench liya. “Yeh kya kar rahe hain, Rizwan ke abbu? Tauba tauba!” usne kaha. Maine shaam ka woh manzar yaad kiya—yeh wahi haath jo abhi jhatak kar peeche khincha gaya tha, usne Hira ke lund ko bade aaram se sehlaaya tha. Maine dheere se Noor se kaha, “Maine… wo… wali movies mein dekha tha. Kuch naya try karte hain na.” Usne mujhe aur ghoor kar dekha aur boli, “Kya, Rizwan ke abbu? Kaisi gandi cheezein dekh lete hain aap!” Maine muskura kar, dheeme se kaha, “Noor, mera yeh muh mein lo na.” Noor, jiske honthon ne shaam ko Hira ka lund lollipop ki tarah chusa tha, aankhein sikod kar boli, “Tauba tauba, Rizwan ke abbu! Yeh kya ganda kaam karne ko keh rahe hain? Main toh aisa soch bhi nahi sakti!” Uski yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi, aur mera lund aur kadak ho gaya. Maine dheere se apna pyjama aur chaddi upar chadhaya aur udas hone ki nautanki karte hue kaha, “Koi baat nahi, Noor.”

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Maine Noor ki baat ko an-suna karke bistar par let gaya, aankhein band ki aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Dil abhi bhi shaam ke waqie mein uljha hua tha—Noor ke honthon ka Hira ke lund par ragadna, ye mere dimaag mein teer ki tarah chubh raha tha. Par main chup raha, bas bistar par pada siskiyan dabata raha. Thodi der baad maine mehsoos kiya ki bistar halka sa hil gaya. Noor dheere se mere paas aayi, uska badan bistar par sarka, aur wo meri peeth se chipak gayi. Uske haath meri kamar par rakhe hue the, ungliyan meri kameez ke neeche meri khaal ko chhoo rahi thi. Uski garam saansein meri gardan par lag rahi thi, jaise koi dheemi si aag jal rahi ho. “Rizwan ke abbu?” usne dheeme se pukara, apni awaaz mein ek ajeeb si narmee bharte hue. Main chup raha, aankhein band rakhi, sone ka natak jari rakha. Usne apna haath meri kamar se dheere se upar sarkaya, meri chhati par rakha, aur phir apne honth meri gardan par rakh diye. Uske komal honth meri khaal par dheere-dheere ragad rahe the, ek chhota sa chumban chhodte hue. Main ab bhi chup raha, par mera lund pant ke andar ekdum tight ho gaya, kyunki mere dimaag mein wohi tasveer thi—Noor ke yeh honth Hira ke lund ko chus rahe the, uske muh se daaru ki mehak nikal rahi thi, aur uski zubaan mujhe chutiya bol rahi thi.

Aakhir maine palat liya, uski noorani aankhon mein dekha, aur uske chehre ke kareeb gaya. Humare honth mile, uski saansein meri saanson se takra rahi thi. Uske honthon ka swaad mujhe pagal kar raha tha, kyunki main soch raha tha ki yeh wahi honth hain jo Hira ke saath madhoshi mein doob chuke the. Kiss ke beech Noor ne dheeme se kaha, “Rizwan ke abbu, aap itne udaas kyun hain? Aapki khushi ke liye main… main tumhara woh pakad leti hoon, bas aap muskura do.” Main hairaan reh gaya—meri bibi, jo Hira ke lund ko lollipop ki tarah chus chuki thi, ab mujhe khush karne ke liye yeh bol rahi thi. Dil mein ek gandi si lazzat chha gayi, jaise koi haram ka nasha chadh raha ho. Maine usse ghoor kar dekha, uske chehre par ek ajeeb si jhijhak thi, par uski aankhon mein thodi si narmee bhi. “Sacchi, Noor?” maine dheeme se poochha, apni awaaz mein thodi si bechaini bharte hue. Usne sar hila diya, aur ek chhoti si muskurahat ke saath boli, “Haan, Rizwan ke abbu, aapke liye.” Main aur bardasht nahi kar paya. Maine jaldi se apna pyjama aur chaddi neeche kheench di, mera lund already kadak tha, ekdum taiyaar. Noor ne ek pal ke liye mujhe ghoora, uske chehre par thodi si ghabrahat aayi, par phir usne apna komal haath aage badhaya. Uski ungliyan dheere se mere lund ko chhui, phir unhone usse pakad liya, aur dheeme-dheeme sehlaana shuru kiya. Uske haath ki garmi, uski ungliyon ka dabav, mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Main uske haath ko dekhta raha, sochta raha ki yeh wahi haath hai jo Hira ke mota lund sehla chuka tha, aur bas yeh khayal hi kaafi tha. 15-20 second bhi nahi guzre the ki mera lund jhatke ke saath jhad gaya, ek chhoti si siski mere muh se nikli, aur mera maal uske haath par bikhra pada. Noor ne mujhe ghoor kar dekha, uske chehre par hairaani aur thodi si majak ka bhaav tha, jaise wo soch rahi ho ki main itni jaldi kyun khatam ho gaya. Main sharminda sa bistar par let gaya, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, par andar ek ganda sukoon tha—meri Noor, jo Hira ki maal ban chuki thi, ne mujhe chhua tha, bhale hi yeh ek chhota sa pal tha. Main apne cuckpan ke nashe mein doob gaya, uski ungliyon par laga mera maal dekhta raha.

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Main Noor ke haath par apna maal dekhkar sharminda sa bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Usne dheere se apna haath saaf kiya, bistar se utri, aur chupke se kapde theek karte hue kamre mein idhar-udhar dekha, jaise yakeen karna chahti ho ki main so raha hoon. Main chup raha, aankhein thodi si kholkar usse dekhta raha, par palatne ki himmat nahi hui. Dil mein uske honthon aur Hira ke lund ka khayal abhi bhi ghoom raha tha, ek gandi si khushi meri rooh mein phail rahi thi. Kareeb adha ghanta guzar gaya, Noor bistar ke paas khadi hui, phir dheere se kamre ka darwaza khola aur baahar chali gayi. Maine aankhein kholi, ek thandi si muskurahat mere chehre par aayi, aur main dheere se bistar se utra. Main janta tha ki wo Hira ke saath koi ganda khel khelne ja rahi hai. Maine apne pairon ke panje zameen par dheere se rakhe, awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, aur uske peeche chupke se chat ki taraf badha.

Chat par Noor ek kone mein baithi thi, uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi, raat ke andhere mein ek chhota sa noorani daira banaye hue. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, uski salwar kameez ka dupatta dheere se hil raha tha, aur uske baal hawa mein thoda sa bikhre hue the. Maine chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar jhaanka—wo Hira ke saath video call par thi, dono ki awaazein masti aur josh se bhari hui thi. “Hira, tu kitna besharam hai,” Noor ne hanskar kaha, uski awaaz mein ek sharmili si masti thi. “Agli baar jab milein, kya kya karega meri laal saree mein?” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, uski awaaz phone ke speaker se chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi. “Arre, meri rani, tujhe us laal saree mein pehle main apne haathon se sajhaunga, phir ek ek inch tera badan chumunga. Teri kamar pakadke tujhe apni godi mein bithaunga, aur woh lace wali panty… usse toh main daanton se kheenchkar utarunga,” usne kaha, apni zubaan chabate hue. Noor ne ek zor ki hansi di, uska chehra sharam se laal ho gaya, par usne apne baal ek taraf karke kaha, “Tauba tauba, Hira! Itna ganda sochta hai tu? Par… thodi si masti toh banta hai.” Hira ne phir se hasa, “Masti? Main toh tujhe OYO ke bistar par nanga karke aisi chudai karunga ki tu subah tak siskiyan bhari jayegi. Aur sun, agli baar main tujhe ek chhoti si skirt pehnake le jaunga, niche kuch nahi, bas mera lund tera intezaar karega.” Noor ne apni ungli honthon par rakhi, ek chhoti si siski nikali, aur boli, “Hira, tu na… bilkul kameena hai, lekin yeh baatein… acha lagta hai.” Usne apna dupatta thoda sa sarkaya, uske kandhe nange dikh rahe the, aur uski aankhein screen par tiki hui thi, jaise Hira ki har baat uske badan mein aag laga rahi ho.

Hira ne baat aage badhayi, “Aur sun, meri jaan, main tujhe ek baar shower ke neeche le jaunga, paani ke saath tera badan geela karke tujhe deewar se lagake… samjhi na?” Noor ne sharmate hue kaha, “Bas bas, Hira! Koi sun lega yahan chat par! Mera sauhar so raha hai, par tu toh hadd karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, “Woh bhadwa kya samjhega? Tera yeh jism ab mera hai, Noor. Kal raat ka mazaa yaad hai? Agli baar main tera muh aur bhi zyada bharunga.” Noor ne ek masti bhari hansi di, “Hira, tu kitna ganda bolta hai, par… thik hai, agli baar dekhenge kitna dum hai tere mein.” Dono ke chehron par khushi thi, jaise yeh gandi baatein unke liye ek khel ho. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar sun raha tha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Unki yeh masti bhari baatein, Noor ki sharmili hansi, aur Hira ka kameenapan—sab kuch mere dil mein ek ganda toofan utha raha tha. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, apne lund ko dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har shabd ka maza lete hue.
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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ki gandi baatein sun raha tha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak hua pada tha, haath sehlaate hue. Video call ab aur garam ho rahi thi, Hira ki awaaz mein ek kameena sa josh badh gaya. “Noor, meri jaan, zara apna jism dikha na,” usne kaha, apni zubaan chabaate hue. Noor ne pehle hichkichaya, ek chhoti si hansi ke saath boli, “Hira, tu bhi na, yahan chat par? Koi dekh lega!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, raat ka andhera hai, tera bhadwa sauhar so raha hai. Bas thodi si jhalak de de, mera lund tujhe dekhne ko taras raha hai.” Noor ne apne honthon par ungli rakhi, sharmaate hue idhar-udhar dekha, phir dheere se apni salwar kameez ka dupatta sarkaya. Usne apni kameez thodi si upar uthayi, uski kamar aur pet ki chamak phone ki roshni mein dikh rahi thi. Hira ne ek siski bhari, “Wah, meri rani, ab zara aur upar… tera woh dikha na.” Noor ne phir sharmili hansi di, “Hira, tu kitna besharam hai!” par usne dheere se kameez aur upar kheench li, uski bra ke neeche ka hissa dikhne laga. Hira ne zor se kaha, “Bas, Noor, abhi nanga kar do mujhe! Agli baar main tujhe poora nanga karke apne lund se khelunga.” Noor ne ek masti bhari hansi di, “Thik hai, kameena, agli baar dekh lenge tera khel,” aur apni kameez neeche kar li, par uska chehra abhi bhi sharam aur masti se laal tha.

Main wahan chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera haath pant ke andar tezi se chal raha tha. Noor ka woh jism, Hira ki gandi baatein, aur unki yeh besharmi—sab kuch mere cuckpan ke nashe ko charam par le gaya. Bas kuch hi palon mein mera lund jhatke ke saath jhad gaya, ek dheemi si siski mere muh se nikli, aur main chat ke darwaze par tik kar sambhala. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, par main chupke se wapas kamre ki taraf bhaaga, dar ke maare ki koi dekh na le. Kamre mein bistar par let gaya, par neend kahan aane wali thi? Meri aankhon ke saamne Noor ka nanga pet, uski sharmili hansi, aur Hira ka kameena lund ghoom raha tha. Main bistar par karwatein badalta raha, mera lund abhi bhi thodi si akad ke saath tha, gandi khushi mein dooba hua.

Kareeb adha ghanta baad kamre ka darwaza dheere se khula, Noor andar aayi. Usne socha main so raha hoon, par maine aankhein thodi si kholkar usse dekha. Wo almari ke paas gayi, us shopping bag ko nikala jo usne aur Hira ne kal kharida tha. Usne bag se woh laal saree nikali, usse haathon mein pakadkar dekha, aur ek dheemi si hansi ke saath boli, “Dulhan bana ke…” Uski awaaz mein ek ajeeb si masti thi, jaise wo Hira ke saath apni agli mulakat ke sapne dekh rahi ho. Usne saree wapas bag mein rakhi, almari band ki, aur bistar par aakar mere paas let gayi. Uski saansein abhi bhi thodi tez thi, shayad Hira ki baaton ka nasha abhi utra nahi tha. Main chup raha, aankhein band rakhi, par mera lund phir se kadak ho gaya, uski yeh baat aur uske jism ka khayal mere dil mein aag laga raha tha. Noor dheere se meri taraf mudkar so gayi, uska haath meri kamar par rakh gaya. Main bhi aankhein band karke sone ki koshish ki, par mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, aur main apne cuckpan ke gande sukoon mein doobkar ek ajeeb si neend mein chala gaya.

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Agli subah main office mein baitha tha, files ke dher ke beech dimaag kal raat ke manzar mein uljha hua tha—Noor ka nanga pet chat par, uski “dulhan bana ke” wali hansi, aur Hira ki gandi baatein. Mera lund pant ke andar thodi si akad ke saath tha, par main kaam mein dhyan lagane ki nakam koshish kar raha tha. Tabhi mera phone baja—Hira ka call tha. Maine jaldi se uthaya, dil mein ek gandi si uttejana jag gayi. “Arre, bhadwa, kya haal hai?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. “Sun, ek kaam kar. Teri Noor ko bol uski chut shave kare. Main bola toh wo darr rahi hai, bolti hai ‘Hira, mujhe sharam aati hai, aur agar Rizwan ke abbu ko pata chal gaya toh?’ Tu usse samjha, bhadwa, warna main kaise maza loonga?” Uske shabd mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lage, par mera lund ekdum kadak ho gaya. Main apne cuckpan ke nashe mein doob gaya, yeh sochkar ki main Hira ke liye Noor ko tayyar karunga. “Thik hai, Hira, main baat kar lunga. Tu fikar na kar,” maine jaldi se kaha. Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, “Shabash, bhadwa! Teri biwi ka jism mera hai, aur tu mera kaam asaan kar raha hai.” Usne phone kaat diya, aur main office ki chair par baitha raha, dimaag mein Noor ke nange jism aur Hira ke lund ke khayal ghoomte rahe, ek ganda sukoon dil mein phail gaya.

Raat ko ghar wapas aaya, khana khaane ke baad main aur Noor bedroom mein lete hue the. Wo apne phone mein kuch dekh rahi thi, uska chehra thoda sa shant tha, par uski aankhon mein ek chhupi si masti thi, jaise Hira ke saath apne haram ke khayalon mein khoyi ho. Wo chhupane ki koshish kar rahi hai, jaise mujhe kuch pata nahi—aur yeh soch mere lund ko aur tight kar rahi thi. Maine almari se ek magazine nikali, jo maine dukaan se kharidi thi is plan ke liye, jismein fashion aur grooming ke articles the, aur Noor ke paas baith gaya. “Noor, yeh dekha tune?” maine magazine kholte hue kaha, ek page par shaving ke bare mein article dikhaya. “Aajkal toh yeh sab karte hain, acha lagta hai, hygiene ke liye bhi thik hai.” Noor ne mujhe ek ajeeb si nazar se dekha, phir ek dheemi si hansi di. “Rizwan ke abbu, aap bhi na, kya kya sochne lage?” usne kaha, par uski awaaz mein ek chhupa hua josh tha, jaise wo kisi aur ke liye yeh soch rahi ho. Maine thodi si himmat juta kar kaha, “Noor, sach mein, tu try karke dekh na… main toh bas tera acha chahta hoon.” Usne magazine ki taraf dekha, phir mujhe ek sly si muskurahat di, aankhein thodi si sikod kar boli, “Achha, Rizwan ke abbu, aap itna keh rahe hain toh thik hai. Main try kar lungi.” Uske yeh shabd sunke mera dil zor se dhadka. Usne apni aankhein jhuka li, ek sharmili si hansi di, aur dheeme se kaha, “Kal karungi, thik hai?” Mera lund pant ke andar ekdum phatne ko tayyar tha, Noor ki yeh kamini khushi aur Hira ke plan mein meri madad ka khayal mujhe pagal kar raha tha. Maine chupke se muskura diya, magazine band kiya, aur sochne laga ki jab Hira Noor ki chikni chut dekhega, toh kya karega.

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Chapter - 17

Raat ko Noor ke “kal karungi” bolne ke baad main bistar par leta tha, dil mein ek ajeeb si khusi thi. Noor aur Hira ka yeh “chikni chut milan” mere dimaag mein ek special tamasha ban chuka tha, jaise koi jashn hone wala ho. Main sochne laga ki yeh milan khaas kaise banega—koi OYO ka kamra, koi naya kapda, ya koi ganda khel? Par yeh sochte-sochte meri aankhein band ho gayi, aur main Hira ke lund aur Noor ke nange jism ke sapnon mein doobkar so gaya. Subah office jate waqt bhi mera dimaag isi khayal mein uljha raha, aur maine faisla kiya ki Hira se baat karni padegi. Lunch break mein maine usse phone lagaya, dil mein wahi gandi uttejana thi. “Arre, bhadwa, itni jaldi call kiya?” Hira ne apni kameeni hansi ke saath shuru kiya. Maine seedhe baat par aate hue kaha, “Hira, ek idea hai. Tu roz raat ko chat par Noor se mil sakta hai. Ammi-abbu ghar mein hote hain, par chat safe hai, aur main khud neeche khada hokar guarding karunga.” Hira ne ek thandi si hansi di, “Bhadwa, tu kitna wafadar hai, par chat par kya? Wahan na jagah hai comfortable hone ki, na bistar. Main apni rani ko aise thodi na chodunga, khade-khade?” Uske shabd mujhe chubhe, par mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, sochkar ki Hira kitna besharam hai.

Maine jaldi se kaha, “Hira, main koi tareeka dhoondh lunga, tu fikar na kar. Waise, kuch special karna hai kya? Noor ne ab tak chut shave kar li hogi, na?” Hira ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, aur bola, “Arre, bhadwa, teri biwi toh ekdum fast hai! Usne kal raat hi apni chikni chut ki photo bhej di thi.

Kya cheez lag rahi hai, bilkul nangi, chikni, jaise mera lund uske liye bani ho!” Yeh sunke mera dil zor se dhadka, ek taraf hairaani ki Noor ne itni jaldi Hira ko photo bhej di, aur doosri taraf ganda sukoon ki meri biwi uske liye itni taiyar hai. Maine phir poochha, “Toh, Hira, kuch special plan hai kya is milan ke liye?” Hira ne thodi der socha, phir kaha, “Main soch raha hoon, usse kahin ghumane le jaun. Ek resort ya hotel book karun, wahan poora din uske saath maze karun, uski chikni chut ka poora swad loon.” Uske shabd mere dimaag mein ek gandi tasveer bana rahe the, par maine dheeme se kaha, “Hira, yeh thoda mushkil hai. Ammi-abbu ke hote hue Noor ko itni der ke liye bahar bhejna asaan nahi. Koi aur tareeka soch.” Hira ne ek gandi si gaali di, “Thik hai, bhadwa, tu apne ammi-abbu ka bandobast kar, aur main apni rani ka. Chat par hi kuch karna padega, par tu jagah ka intezaam kar.” Maine sar hilaya, jaise phone par bhi wo mujhe dekh sakta ho, aur sochne laga ki kaise yeh milan special banega. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha.
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Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha, darwaze par hi chai aur nashte ki khushboo ne mujhe khushi se bhar diya. Noor ne dining table par chai ke pyale aur garma-garam pakode rakhe hue the, uska chehra shant tha, jaise kuch badala hi na ho. Main, ammi, aur abbu table par baithe, pakode khaate hue thodi si ghar-pariwar ki baatein ki. Ammi bol rahi thi, “Imran, beta, apni khala ko phone kar lena, unki tabiyat theek nahi hai.” Abbu ne chai ka sip lete hue kaha, “Haan, aur yeh ghar ka saman bhi khatam ho raha hai, kal bazaar se le aana.” Maine sar hilaya, par mera dimaag kahin aur tha—chat par, jahan Noor aur Hira ka “chikni chut milan” hone wala tha. Noor ne chai ka pyala mere haath mein dete hue ek chhoti si muskurahat di, aur maine socha, yeh ladki kitni chhupati hai, mujhe kuch pata hi nahi aur main uske ashiq ke liye plan bana raha hoon. Baaton-baaton mein waqt guzar gaya, aur nashta khatam karte hi maine kaha, “Main zara chat par jaakar dekhta hoon, hawa thodi khuli hai.” Ammi ne kaha, “Haan, thik hai, par jaldi wapas aa jana.”

Chat par pahunchkar maine charon taraf dekha—nanga aasman, thandi hawa, aur bas ek purana plastic ka chair aur diwar ka sahara. Hira sahi bol raha tha, yahan na bistar tha, na koi comfortable jagah. Main hans pada, sochkar ki main kitna acha cuck hoon—apni bibi ke ashiq ke sukoon ka bhi itna khayal rakhta hoon. Par yeh khali chat Noor aur Hira ke milan ke liye kaafi nahi thi. Maine diwar ke paas khada hokar sochna shuru kiya, aur tabhi ek shaitani idea mere dimaag mein aaya. Kya hoga agar main yahan ek chhota sa “love nest” bana doon? Maine socha, main ek purana folding mattress, jo store room mein pada tha, chat par chhupa sakta hoon, ek badi si chadar se dhak kar, taaki ammi-abbu ko shak na ho. Aur ek plastic ka tarpaulin bhi lagaya ja sakta hai, ek kone mein, jisse hawa aur nazaron se bacha ja sake. Yeh sab main “chat ki safai” ke bahane kar sakta hoon, aur Hira ko bol doonga ki yeh unke liye hai, bina Noor ko yeh pata chale ki main janta hoon. Yeh sochkar main aur hans pada—kitna kameena plan hai, aur kitna maza aayega jab Hira apni rani ko is “love nest” mein leke maze karega, aur main neeche khada hokar unki hifazat karunga! Mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon aur apne cuckpan ka nasha mujhe ek aur raat Noor ke haram ke sapnon mein doobne ke liye kheench raha tha.

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Shaam ko main neeche storage room ki taraf badha, dil mein ek shaitani josh tha. Ammi kitchen mein Rizwan ke saath khel rahi thi, uski hansi andar se aa rahi thi, aur abbu kamre mein aaram kar rahe the, TV ki awaaz dheemi-dheemi goonj rahi thi. Noor bhi kitchen mein khana bana rahi thi, uski churiyon ki khanak aur chulhe ki siskari sunai de rahi thi. Maine mauka dekha aur jaldi se store room se purana folding mattress uthaya, ek badi si chadar ke saath usse dhak diya, aur chat ki taraf chupke se le gaya. Chat par pahunchkar maine mattress ko ek kone mein diwar ke peeche chhupa diya, upar se tarpaulin daal diya taaki koi shak na kare. Sab kuch itni chupke se kiya ki kisi ko bhanak bhi na padi. Phir maine phone nikal kar Hira ko message bheja: “Bhai, chat par mattress aur tarpaulin ka intezaam kar diya. Ab tu aur Noor aaram se maze kar sakte ho. Raat ko aa jana.” Hira ka reply turant aaya: “Shabash, bhadwa! Tu toh ekdum wafadar hai. Aaj raat teri rani ke saath yeh love nest try karunga. Tu dekhna, kya mazaa aayega!” Uske shabd padhkar mera lund pant ke andar tight ho gaya, aur ek gandi si khushi dil mein chha gayi. Hira ki shabashi ne mujhe apne cuckpan par fakr sa mehsoos karaya, jaise main koi bada kaam kar raha hoon.

Raat ko khana khaane ke baad main bistar par let gaya, aankhein band kar li aur sone ka natak shuru kar diya. Noor bhi mere paas leti thi, par uska phone uske haath mein tha, aur screen ki roshni uske chehre par chamak rahi thi. Main aankhein thodi si kholkar, ankh ke kone se usse dekhta raha—wo chupke se kisi se chat kar rahi thi, uski ungliyan tezi se chal rahi thi, aur kabhi-kabhi ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aati thi. Main samajh gaya, yeh Hira hi hoga. Do ghante tak main bistar par pada raha, dil mein bechaini aur uttejana ka toofan uth raha tha. Aakhirkaar Noor ne phone side mein rakha, dheere se bistar se utri, aur chupke se chat ki taraf chali gayi. Maine thodi der intezar kiya, phir uske peeche chupke se chat ke darwaze tak pahunch gaya, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue. Chat par Noor ek kone mein khadi thi, phone kaan se lagaye, thodi gusse mein bol rahi thi, “Hira, main bol rahi hoon, itna risk kyun? Agar kisi ne dekh liya toh? Rizwan ke abbu ya ammi-abbu jaag gaye toh?” Hira ki awaaz dheemi si aayi, “Arre, meri jaan, tu fikar na kar, main sab sambhal lunga.” Noor ne ek gandi si gaali di, phir dheeme se boli, “Thik hai, baba, jaldi aa.” Main samajh gaya, Hira usse mana raha tha, aur Noor maan gayi. Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhup gaya, andhere mein ekdum ghul sa gaya.

Das minute baad chat ka darwaza dheere se khula, Hira andar aaya. Noor ne pehle hi darwaza khula rakha tha, jaise uska intezar kar rahi ho. Hira seedha chat par pahuncha, aur jaise hi dono ki nazrein mili, dono ekdum jungli ho gaye. Hira ne Noor ko apni baahon mein kheench liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe sher ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke baalon mein the, aur Hira ka haath uski kamar se neeche sarkar uski gaand dabane laga. Noor ne ek dheemi si siski nikali, uska dupatta zameen par gir gaya, aur uski kameez thodi si upar uth gayi, uski chikni kamar chamak rahi thi. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak ho gaya. Maine apna haath pant ke andar dala, dheere se sehlaana shuru kiya, har pal ka maza lete hue.

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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath sehlaate hue. Hira ne ek jhatke se Noor ko apni godi mein utha liya, uske honthon par apne honth rakh diye, aur dono ek doosre ko bhookhe janwaron ki tarah chumne lage. Noor ke haath Hira ke kandhon par the, uski ungliyan uski shirt mein gad rahi thi, aur Hira ne uski kamar ko zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse kabhi chhodna hi na chahta ho. Unki saansein ek doosre se takra rahi thi, awaaz chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, aur dono itna gehra chum rahe the ki jaise oxygen khatam ho jayega. Aakhirkaar, jab dono ki saansein phool gayi, Hira ne Noor ko dheere se side mein utara, uske pair zameen par tikte hi uska dupatta phir se gir gaya, uski chikni kamar abhi bhi roshni mein chamak rahi thi.

Hira ne ek kameeni si muskurahat ke saath Noor ko dekha aur kaha, “Kya baat hai, meri rani, kitni hawasi hai tu!” Noor ne sharmate hue apni aankhein jhuka li, ek dheemi si muskurahat uske honthon par aayi, aur usne dheere se kaha, “Hira, tu bhi na, bas shuruaat tu karta hai.” Hira ne ek zor ki hansi di, phir uske kareeb gaya, uske baal ek taraf kiye, aur kaha, “Noor, aaj tere liye ek surprise hai.” Noor ki aankhein chamak uthi, usne utsaah se poochha, “Kya hai, Hira? Koi gift?” Hira ne ek shaitani hasi di, phir usne diwar ke paas jakar tarpaulin uthaya, jahan maine folding mattress chupa tha. Noor ke chehre par hairaani chha gayi, usne kaha, “Yeh… yeh toh store room ka mattress hai! Chat par kaise aaya?” Hira ne jhooth bolte hue kaha, “Arre, sahab ne kaha tha yahan rakh do, shayad chat ki safai ke liye.” Noor ne sar hila diya, thodi si shanka uski aankhon mein thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha.

Hira ne mattress ko kholna shuru kiya, Noor ne bhi haath badhaya aur chadar ko seedha karte hue uski madad ki. Jab mattress poora khul gaya, Hira us par baith gaya, aur Noor ne dekhte hue kaha, “Hira, yeh toh bahut purana hai, kahin tut na jaye!” Hira ne ek gandi si hansi di, “Arre, meri jaan, tujhe fikar hai? To phir dheere se karenge.” Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab sun raha tha, Noor ki yeh baat mere dil mein teer ki tarah lagi—unki chudai itni khatarnaak hogi ki yeh purana mattress bhi shayad na jhel paye! Mera lund pant ke andar aur tight ho gaya, maine tezi se sehlaana shuru kiya.

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Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar kadak, haath dheere se sehlaata hua. Hira aur Noor ne folding mattress khol diya tha, chadar seedhi karte hue dono ek doosre se masti mein baatein kar rahe the. Noor ne mattress ko gaur se dekha, uske chehre par ek naak-bhau sikan aayi, aur usne kaha, “Hira, yeh folding toh bilkul ganda hai! Dhool se bhara hua hai, is par kaise baithun?” Hira ne ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath uski taraf dekha, uske kareeb aaya, aur dheeme se kaha, “Arre, meri rani, gande kaam ke liye ganda bed bhi chahiye, hai na?” Usne apni aankh maari, aur Noor ke chehre par ek sharmili hansi chha gayi. Usne Hira ke haath par dheere se chanta maara aur boli, “Tu bhi na, kitna besharam hai!”

Par Noor abhi bhi mattress par baithne ko tayyar nahi thi. Usne haath jodkar kaha, “Hira, sach mein, yeh dhool wala nahi chalega. Kuch toh kar!” Hira ne ek shaitani si hasi di, phir bola, “Thik hai, meri jaan, apna dupatta de de, usse chadar banate hain.” Noor ne idhar-udhar dekha, uska dupatta thodi door zameen par pada tha, jo pehle chumma-chati ke waqt  gir gaya tha. Usne jhukkar usse uthaya, Hira ko diya, aur kaha, “Le, par yeh chhota hai, kaam nahi aayega.” Hira ne dupatta mattress par bichhaya, par yeh sach mein chhota tha, bas aadha hissa hi dhak paya. Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue ek kameena sa smile diya aur bola, “Noor, ab toh teri kurti hi deni padegi, warna kahan baithenge hum?” Noor ne ek zor ka thahaka lagaya, uska hasna chat ke andhere mein goonj gaya. “Kitna bada harami hai tu, Hira!” usne kaha, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi. Thodi si hichak ke baad usne apni kurti dheere se utari, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne kurti Hira ke haath mein thama di, ab wo sirf bra aur pyjama mein khadi thi, roshni mein uska jism chamak raha tha.

Hira ne kurti aur dupatta dono ko mila kar mattress par bichha diya, ek makeshift bed banate hue, aur Noor ko dekhkar bola, “Ab yeh perfect hai, meri rani, aa baith.” Noor ne ek sharmili si muskurahat ke saath sar jhukaya, par usne Hira ke haath pakda aur dheere se mattress par baith gayi, uske pair abhi bhi thodi si hawa mein latak rahe the. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupkar yeh sab dekhta raha.

[Kiran85]

So hot and sexy update bro....