Adultery AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

[Kiran85]

So hot.... Bahot bahot sexy update....Noor ko jada bhi open mat hone dena abhi...Thoda Darr bana raha nai do abhi accha hai...Aur usko kuch bhi pata nahi chalna chahiye...Thoda aur kisi ko involve karo... Kapday wala Chacha...Aur ha ghar par thoda kissing aur thodi bahot chudai ho wo bhi dar thai dar thai... Ammi kahi bhar gayi ho aur uski chudai kar wo bhi adhuri ho...Noor sex kay liya abb tara sai...Jada nahi sex ho....plzzzzz....plzzzzz... update karta raho....plzzzz

[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...

Ye kaise ye sab karega
Ye asli writer hota to aisa karta na 
Asli (Orginal) Writer jaisa likhega usko wahi to copy karni padegi na

[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....

[Arup manna]

Bhai noor ko pregnant vi karna. Chudai doran pregnancy bka dar vi rakhna ???

[exbiixossip2]

next update bro.... noor ko threesome sex karo

[xxxhjbxxx]

Chapter - 18


Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar, andhere mein ghula hua, Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath tezi se sehlaata hua. Noor jugadu bed par baithi thi, sirf bra aur pyjama mein, uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha, uski kamar ki gori chamdi ekdum makhmali, jaise koi haram ka khazana. Hira uske kareeb, uski kamar par haath rakhe, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath usse chhed raha tha. Unka ganda khel ab poore josh mein tha, chat ke sannate mein unki masti bhari siskiyan goonj rahi thi. Hira ne Noor ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaya, dheeme se kaha, “Meri rani, zara apni wo dikha na, main toh bas uske liye mara ja raha hoon.” Usne apni aankh maari, uski awaaz ek gandi si masti se bhari thi. Noor ne ek tez siski nikali, sharmate hue apne haath se chehra chhupaya, aur boli, “Hira, tu kitna harami hai! Aise kaise bolta hai? Nahi dikhati, kameena!” Usne apne pair band kar liye, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi, jaise wo is khel ka poora maza le rahi ho.

Hira ne zor se hansi di, uska haath Noor ke kandhe par gaya, aur usne usse dheere se kheenchkar kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, itna sharma kyun rahi hai? Tujhe toh pata hai, yeh sab maine tere liye hi intezaam kiya hai. Bas ek jhalak, phir dekh kaise tujhe rani banaunga iss gande bed par.” Noor ne sharmili muskurahat di, apne honth kaat liye, aur ek gandi si awaaz mein kaha, “Achha, thik hai, dekh lo, par bas dekhna, kameena!” Usne apne pair thoda sa khole, pyjama abhi pehne hue, aur uski yeh shaitani masti Hira ke chehre par ek badi si hasi laayi. Hira ne uske kareeb apna chehra jhukaya, jaise koi toffee ka wrapper dekh raha ho, aur bola, “Wah, meri rani, yeh toh bilkul komal hai, ab toh main tera poora deewana ho gaya!” Noor ne chhoti si hansi ke saath uske sir par dheere se chanta maara, boli, “Bas, Hira, ab hadd mat kar, warna main wapas chali jaungi!” Par uska hasna aur Hira ka kameenapan ek ganda josh jaga raha tha, jaise chat par koi haram ka tamasha chal raha ho.

Meri nazar un par tiki thi, par kabhi idhar-udhar bhi jati, yeh dekhne ke liye ki koi unhe na pakad le. Dil dhadak raha tha, cuckpan ka nasha meri rooh mein sama raha tha. Tabhi Noor ki hasne ki awaaz kaanon mein padi, ek aisi hansi jo maine pehle kabhi na suni thi, gandi aur sharmili ka mishran. Maine dhyan us taraf lagaya. Meri Noor aur uska ashiq masti mein baatein kar rahe the, Noor has-has kar jawab de rahi thi. Hira ne uski kamar sehlate hue kaha, “Baby, teri yeh chikni chut toh bilkul mithai jaisi hai.” Noor ne halki si hansi di, sharmate hue boli, “Hat, pagle, tu bhi na!” Hira ne apna haath uske pyjama ke kinaare par phiraya, jaise koi haram ka khazana kholne ki koshish kar raha ho, aur dheere se uske gale par ek ganda sa chumma liya. Noor ne ek siski nikali, aisi awaaz jo meri bibi ke muh se pehle kabhi na aayi thi, ek ganda josh aur masti ka toofan. Uske haath Hira ke baalon mein gaye, aur wo uski is shaitani mein poora sath de rahi thi, jaise yeh haram ka khel uske liye zindagi ka nasha ban gaya ho. Main apne lund ko masalta raha, har siski meri rooh mein teer ki tarah chubh rahi thi.

Hira Noor ko beinteha chumta raha, uske gale se kandhe tak, uski kamar par haath neeche sarkate hue, jaise koi bhookha shikari apne shikar ka maza le raha ho. Noor ne kuch pal baad use dheere se dhakka diya, thoda door kiya. Uski saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, wo hanf rahi thi, aur usne us kameene ki chhati par mukka maar kar kaha, “Janwar kahin ka!” Dono zor se hasne lage, unki hansi chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, ek aisa tamasha jo mere cuckpan ke liye ek ganda sukoon tha. Noor ke sharir par sirf bra thi, uski kurti aur dupatta bedsheet ka kaam kar rahe the, aur baki kapde zameen par bikhre pade the. Mera dil haule-haule dhadak raha tha, par usme ek gazab ki khumari thi. Raat ki thandi hawa mein main ek premi jodi ko dekh raha tha, unka yeh haram ka khel mere liye ek nasha tha.

Tabhi Hira ki awaaz kaanon mein aayi, “Baby, mujhe bhukh lagi hai.” Noor ne chehak kar jawab diya, “Chalo, neeche raat ka khana bacha hua hai.” Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Nahi, baby, mujhe teri us cheez ki bhukh hai.” Noor ki halki awaaz mein ek sawaal aaya, “Kya…?” Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue bola, “Teri chut ki bhukh hai, meri jaan.” Noor ne bade adaa se jawab diya, “Babu, mauka toh diya hai, tu hi der kar raha hai, kha na jee bhar ke!” Yeh sun main khud ko rok na saka, mera lund phir paani ugalne laga, saansein tezi se chali, aur mere saamne Hira ne Noor ke pairon ko thoda sa failaya, apna chehra uske kareeb le jaya, jaise koi bhookha aadmi mithai ke tukde ke liye taras raha ho. Noor ke muh se ek tez siski nikli, “Umm, hai re… aaaaah,”.

[Kobir99]

Dono shadi kara dijiye..

[exbiixossip2]

next update bro....

[Afreen shaikh]

Yarrr thodaa burkha utarne wala roll bhi add Karo

[Nayan@12345]

Story writter gaayb

[xxxhjbxxx]

Chapter - 19

Noor jugadu bed par leti thi, sirf bra mein, uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha, uski kamar ka gora makhmal aur nangi taangon ki chamak mere dil mein aag laga rahi thi. Hira uske kareeb, uska chehra Noor ke chut ke paas, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath, jaise koi bhookha shikari apne khazane ka swad le raha ho. Unka ganda khel ab poore josh mein tha, chat ke sannate mein Noor ki siskiyan goonj rahi thi, aisi awaazein jo maine apni bibi ke muh se kabhi na suni thi. Hira ne apne honth Noor ke chut ke kareeb rakhe, uski garam saansein uske jism par hawa ki tarah lag rahi thi, aur kaha, “Meri rani, yeh chut toh mithai se bhi meethi hai, main toh iske liye mara ja raha hoon.” Noor ne ek lambi siski nikali, “Hai re… Hira, tu kameena… aaaaah,” uski awaaz mein ganda josh aur sharm ka toofan, meri rooh mein teer ki tarah chubh rahi thi. Usne Hira ke baalon ko zor se pakda, uska jism thoda sa utha, jaise wo is haram ke nashe mein doob rahi ho.

Hira ka josh ab rukne ka naam na le raha tha. Usne apne haath Noor ki kamar par neeche sarkaye, uske ----- ke kareeb rakhe, jaise koi deewana apne khazane ka maza le raha ho. Noor ke muh se siskiyan tezi se nikal rahi thi, “Umm… Hira, bas kar… aaaaah,” par uski aankhein masti se band thi, uska jism Hira ke kareeb sata, jaise yeh ganda khel uski rooh ka hissa ban gaya ho. Main darwaze ke peeche khada, apne lund ko masalta raha, yeh manzar dekhkar mera dil dhadhak raha tha. Noor ka yeh roop, itna khula, itna jungli, maine kabhi socha na tha. Meri bibi, jo ghar mein sharmili si lagti thi, yahan Hira ke saath ek haram ka tamasha khel rahi thi, aur main, uska sauhar, is gande sukoon mein doobta ja raha tha, cuckpan ka nasha meri har saans mein sama raha tha. Hira ne ek gandi hansi di, “Meri jaan, yeh chut bahut lazeez hai,” aur usne apna chehra aur kareeb le jaya, Noor ki siskiyan ab ek ganda geet ban gayi thi, jo chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi.

Noor ka josh ab hadd paar kar gaya tha. Usne ek shaitani hansi di, aur Hira ko dekhte hue kaha, “Kameena, ab meri baari hai, tu bas maza leta rahega?” Usne Hira ke kandhe par haath rakha, ek jhatke se usse dheere se dhakka diya, aur uske pant ke button par haath le gayi. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Arre, meri rani, itni josh mein?” Par Noor ab poori jungli ho chuki thi, usne ek naughty si muskurahat ke saath Hira ka pant thoda sa neeche khiska, aur uske lund par haath rakha. Usne apne honth kaat liye, ek gandi si awaaz mein kaha, “Dekh, Hira, ab main tujhe sikhati hoon asli khel.” Usne apne haath mein thodi si thook li, aur Hira ke lund ke saath khelne lagi, uski ungliyan dheere se harkat kar rahi thi, jaise koi shaitan apne khel mein magan ho. Hira ne ek tez siski nikali, “Uff, Noor, tu toh… meri jaan le legi!” Noor ne zor se hansi, uski awaaz chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi, aur main, yeh sab dekhkar, apne aap ko rok na saka. Yeh manzar meri rooh ko jala raha tha, par ek ganda sukoon bhi de raha tha.

Noor ka josh ab rukne ka naam na le raha tha. Usne Hira ko ek aur dhakka diya, usse mattress par litaya, aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath uske upar chadh gayi. Usne Hira ke chhati par haath rakhe, uska jism Hira ke upar sata, aur kaha, “Ab tu dekh, kameena, main kaise khelti hoon.” Hira ne ek gandi hansi di, “Meri rani, tu toh aag hai!” Noor ne apna haath Hira ke lund par rakha, aur usse apne chut ke kareeb le gayi, jaise koi jungli rani apne khazane ka darwaza khol rahi ho. Usne dheere se apna jism neeche kiya, ek tez siski nikali, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” uski awaaz mein ek ganda josh tha, jo mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lagi. Main awestruck khada tha, meri aankhein Noor par tiki thi, uska yeh roop, itna khula, itna besharm, mujhe yakin na ho raha tha. Meri bibi, jo kabhi ghar mein chupke se baatein karti thi, ab yahan Hira ke saath ye khel khel rahi thi, aur main, ek chhupa hua cuck, is manzar mein doobta ja raha tha. Noor ka jism dheere se harkat mein aaya, uski siskiyan tezi se badh rahi thi, aur Hira ke haath uski kamar par zor se pakad rahe the, jaise dono ek gande nashe mein ek doosre ko kheench rahe ho.

Tabhi neeche se ek zor ki awaaz aayi—bartan girne ki jhanjhanahat, jaise koi kitchen mein chhoo gaya ho. Meri aankhein ekdum khul gayi, yeh awaaz meri awe ko tod rahi thi, dil dhadhak utha, aur maine idhar-udhar dekha, sochta hua ki ab kya hoga.

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Tabhi neeche se ek zor ki awaaz aayi—bartan girne ki jhanjhanahat, jaise koi kitchen mein chhoo gaya ho. Meri aankhein ekdum khul gayi, Noor aur Hira ka haram ka tamasha meri rooh se nikal gaya, aur dil dhadhak utha. Yeh awaaz meri awe ko tod rahi thi, ek ganda sukoon ek pal mein dar mein badal gaya. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupa tha, par ab yeh chat ek khatarnak jagah lag rahi thi. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, par dar ne us nashe ko daba diya. Koi jaag gaya hoga—abbu? Ammi? Ya koi aur? Noor ka jungli roop, uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” abhi bhi mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi, par yeh awaaz meri maut ban sakti thi. Main chupke se, jaldi se, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, neeche ki taraf bhaaga, meri saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, dil ek gande khauf aur cuckpan ke nashe ke beech jhool raha tha.

Main kitchen ke paas andhere mein chhup gaya, ek deewar ke peeche khada, aankhein faadkar dekhta raha. Abbu wahan the, ek glass paani haath mein liye, aankhein neend se bhaari, jaise adha soya hua ho. Unhone ek bartan ko side mein rakha, shayad wahi gira tha, aur dheere se paani piya. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadhak raha tha, soch raha tha, upar chat par meri bibi, sirf bra mein, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel khel rahi thi, aur yahan main apne abbu ke saamne chhupa hua, ek cuckpan ka deewana, dar ke maare kaanp raha tha. Abbu ne glass rakha, dheeme kadmon se apne kamre ki taraf badhe, unki neend mein chalti hui awaaz meri jaan mein jaan daal rahi thi. Maine ek lambi saans li, khatra tal gaya tha.. Noor ka wo roop, uski besharmi, Hira ke saath wo khel, mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha, aur main jaldi se wapas chat ki taraf bhaaga, yeh dekhne ke liye ki ab kya ho raha hai.

Chat par pahuncha toh manzar badal chuka tha. Noor ab jugadu bed par baithi thi, jaldi-jaldi apni kurti pehen rahi thi, uska dupatta haath mein tha, aur uska chehra dar se safed pada tha. Sirf bra mein thi wo kuch pal pehle, par ab usne apna pyjama bhi pehen liya tha, par uski panty kahin dikh nahi rahi thi. Hira uske paas khada tha, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath, uske haath mein Noor ki panty pakdi hui thi, jaise koi shaitani trophy ho. Noor gusse mein, par cute si awaaz mein boli, “Hira, de de meri panty yeh koi mazaak nahi hai! Koi jaag gaya hoga, maine kaha tha yeh risk hai!” Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Arre, meri rani, kuch nahi hua, bas ek bartan gira hoga. Thodi der aur ruk ja, yeh khel abhi poora bhi nahi hua.” Usne Noor ka haath pakadne ki koshish ki, uski panty ko apne jeb mein daal diya, aur kaha, “Yeh toh meri nishani rahegi, ab wapas aaja.” Par Noor ab dar ke maare kaanp rahi thi, usne Hira ko dhakka diya, “Nahi, Hira, bas! Tu pagal hai, agar kisi ne dekh liya toh sab khatam! Meri panty de, warna main chali jaungi!” Uski awaaz mein gussa tha, par uski sharmili masti abhi bhi thodi si jhalak rahi thi, jaise wo Hira ke kameenapan se thodi si khush bhi thi.

Hira ne ek dheemi si gaali di, par Noor ne uski baat nahi suni. Usne apna dupatta sar par dala, ek aakhri baar Hira ko gusse bhari, par cute si nazar se dekha, aur kaha, “Tu rakh le apni nishani, kameena, par ab main ja rahi hoon!” Usne apni kurti theek ki, pyjama ko ek baar check kiya, aur jaldi se chat ke darwaze ki taraf badhi, uske kadmon ki dheemi awaaz sannate mein goonj rahi thi. Hira ne uske peeche awaaz di, “Noor, meri jaan, kal phir aana!” par Noor ne palatkar nahi dekha, uska dar uski masti par bhari pad gaya tha. Main yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, Noor ka yeh gussa, uski sharmili besharmi, Hira ka kameenapan, yeh sab mere nashe ko aur badha raha tha. Par ab waqt nahi tha, main jaldi se neeche apne kamre ki taraf bhaaga, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, aur bistar par let gaya, aankhein band karke sone ka natak shuru kar diya.

Thodi der baad kamre ka darwaza dheere se khula, Noor andar aayi. Usne mujhe dekha, shayad socha main so raha hoon, par maine aankhein thodi si kholkar usse chupke se dekha. Wo bistar ke paas khadi thi, apne aap se dheeme se bol rahi thi, “Noor, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu? Itna bada risk… agar kisi ne sun liya hota toh? Tauba tauba, bas ab aur nahi!” Uski awaaz mein dar aur sharam ka mishran tha, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne apna dupatta zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse aaram mil rahi ho. Usne ek baar meri taraf dekha, shayad check karne ke liye ki main so raha hoon, aur phir dheere se bistar par mere paas let gayi. Uski saansein abhi bhi tezi se chal rahi thi, par wo control karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Usne apna haath meri kamar par rakha, dheere se meri taraf mudkar so gayi, aur main, aankhein band karke, apne hi nashe mein dooba raha. Noor ki yeh siskiyan, uska jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel, aur yeh khauf, sab mere dimaag mein goonj rahe the. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, par main chup raha, ek gande sukoon ke saath neend mein chala gaya.
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Subah der se aankh khuli, neend mein Noor ka jungli roop abhi bhi mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha—uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” Hira ka kameenapan, aur bartan ki jhanjhanahat jo sab kuch rukwa di thi. Mera lund bistar par hi tight ho gaya, par Noor kamre mein nahi thi. Uthkar dekha toh wo kitchen mein thi, khana tayyar kar chuki thi, apna dupatta sar par dala hua, sharmili si lag rahi thi, jaise kal raat ka dar abhi bhi uske chehre par tha. Usne mujhe dekha, ek halki si muskurahat di, aur kaha, “Imran, khana rakha hai, kha lo, main abbu ke liye dawai lene ja rahi hoon.” Uski awaaz mein thodi si ghabrahat thi, jaise wo mujhse nazrein chura rahi ho. Maine chupke se usse dekha, uska gora jism kurti ke peeche chhupa tha, par kal raat ka wo bra-only manzar, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel, meri rooh mein aag laga raha tha. Maine khana kha liya, man hi man sochta raha ki Noor abhi bhi dar rahi hai, par uski masti abhi khatam nahi hui hogi. Office ke liye nikal gaya, mera dil kameenapan aur dar ke beech jhool raha tha.

Office mein baitha tha, dimag mein Noor ki siskiyan aur Hira ka kameena chehra goonj rahe the, tabhi phone baja—Hira tha. Usne seedhe mudde par baat ki, “Imran, kal kya hua? Meri maal abhi bhi dar rahi hai kya?” Uski awaaz mein wohi shaitani thi, jaise wo Noor ke bare mein sochkar hi josh mein ho. Maine dheere se kaha, “Haan, Hira, wo abhi bhi ghabrai hui hai. Bartan ki awaaz ne usse dara diya, bol rahi thi ‘tauba tauba, bas ab aur nahi.’” Hira ne zor se hansi di, “Arre, shali wo thodi si sharmili hai, par uski chut mein abhi bhi aag hai, tu dekhna.” Uske lafzon ne mere lund ko phir tight kar diya, sochne laga ki Noor ka wo jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo khel, kitna ganda sukoon deta hai. Par maine kaha, “Hira, ghar mein ammi-abbu hain, tum dono ka aise milna mushkil hai. Main chahta hoon tum dono ko thodi si aazadi mile, par yeh risk bahut bada hai.” Hira chup raha ek pal, phir uski kameeni awaaz aayi, “Toh phir meri maal ko park le ja, Imran. Wahan thodi si masti karenge, thodi si chudai ke liye jagah toh mil hi jayegi.” Uske lafzon mein ek gandi si khushi thi, jaise wo Noor ke saath ek naye khel ka plan bana raha ho.

Mera dil dhadhak utha, Hira ka yeh plan meri harami si rooh ko jaga raha tha. Park? Wahan Noor aur Hira, khule aasman ke neeche, thodi si chhupi hui jagah mein, apna ganda khel khel sakte the. Maine socha, ghar mein ammi-abbu ka dar hamesha rahega, par park mein, thodi si chhupne ki jagah, thodi si masti, aur mera yeh ganda sukoon—sab kuch mumkin tha. Maine kaha, “Thik hai, Hira, main Noor ko shaam ko park le jaunga, tum wahan aa jana. Par dhyan rakhna, koi dekh na le.” Hira ne ek shaitani hansi di, “Arre, Imran, tu bas meri setting ko le aa, baki ka khel main sambhal lunga.” Usne phone rakha, aur main office mein baitha, apne lund ko pant ke upar se sehlaata raha, sochta hua ki Noor ka wo roop, uski siskiyan, Hira ke saath park mein kya rang layega. Mera dil ek gande josh aur dar ke mishran mein doob gaya, yeh nasha mujhe pagal kar raha tha.

Shaam ko ghar pahuncha, Noor living room mein thi, ammi ke saath baat kar rahi thi, uska dupatta sar par, sharmili si muskurahat. Maine usse kaha, “Noor, shaam ko park chalte hain, thodi hawa kha lenge.” Usne mujhe dekha, thodi si hairani se, phir boli, “Thik hai, Imran, chalte hain.” Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi thodi si ghabrahat thi, par shayad wo bhi ghar se nikalna chahti thi. Maine man hi man socha, Noor ko nahi pata ki yeh park ka plan uski masti ko aur badha dega, Hira ke saath uska milan. Ammi-abbu ko bataya ki hum thodi der ke liye bahar ja rahe hain, aur Noor ke saath nikal gaya. Park ke raste mein Noor chup thi, uska chehra shant, par main uske andar ki aag ko jaanta tha, kal raat ka wo jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo khel, abhi bhi uske jism mein chhupa hoga.

Park pahunchte hi maine Noor ko ek bench par bithaya, aur kaha, “Main thodi der mein aata hoon, tu yahan baith.” Wo thodi si hairani se mujhe dekhti rahi, par kuch boli nahi. Maine chupke se Hira ko phone kiya, “Hira, hum park mein hain, tu jaldi aa.” Hira ne kameeni awaaz mein kaha, “Bas, Imran, maal ke liye aa raha hoon, tu bas dekhta rehna.” Mera dil dhadhak raha tha, soch raha tha ki Noor aur Hira, is park mein, kisi chhupi hui jagah mein, kya khel khelenge.

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Shaam ka suraj park ke pedon ke peeche dhal raha tha, Noor ek bench par baithi thi, burqa mein chhupi, uska chehra shayad sharm aur dar ke saath band tha. Main thodi door khada, Hira ka intezaar kar raha tha, mera dil dhadhak raha tha. Noor ka kal raat ka jungli roop—uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” Hira ke saath wo gandi chudai ki aahat—abhi bhi mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha, aur ab yeh park, yeh khula maidan, unke liye ek naya tamasha ban sakta tha. Tabhi Hira dikhayi diya, casual kapdon mein, haath jeb mein, jaise bas walk ke liye aaya ho. Usne mujhe dekha, ek kameeni muskurahat di, aur Noor ki taraf badha, jaise usse yahan dekhkar hairaan ho. “Arre, Imran bhai, Noor bhabhi yahan? Main toh bas thodi hawa kha raha tha,” usne kaha, uski awaaz mein shaitani chhupi thi.

Noor ne burqa ke peeche se Hira ko dekha, uska haath thoda sa kaanp gaya, shayad dar se ya hairani se. Kal raat ka bartan ka jhanjhanahat, uska dar, uski cute gussa Hira ke saath—sab uske dimaag mein hoga. Usne chup rehna chuna, bas ek dheemi si “salaam” boli, aur nazrein jhuka li. Main Hira ke paas gaya, usse friendly andaaz mein baat ki, par man mein ek ganda khel chhid gaya. “Hira, tu yahan? Aaj kal kitna walk karta hai, ya koi aur wajah hai?” Maine aankh maar kar poochha, jaise uska raaz jaanta ho. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Bas, Imran bhai, sehat ke liye thodi si hawa zaroori hai, aur thodi si masti bhi.” Usne Noor ki taraf dekha, aur maine uski aankhon mein wahi gandi aag dekhi jo kal raat chat par thi. Maine aur odd sawaal kiye, “Tera kaam kaisa chal raha hai? Koi nayi ladki toh nahi dikhi?” Hira ne zor se hansa, “Arre, bhai, aap bhi na, hai ek ladki mere pasand ki...” Noor ne yeh sunte hi burqa ke andar thoda sa harkat ki, shayad sharam ya dar se.

Mera dimag tezi se chalne laga, yeh mauka tha Hira aur Noor ko aur kareeb laane ka. Maine ek plan banaya, ek bahana jo mujhe yahan se door le jaye aur Hira ko Noor ke saath waqt de. “Hira, ek zaroori kaam yaad aaya,” maine kaha, thodi si ghabrahat ka natak karte hue. “Office ka ek urgent payment clear karna hai, abhi jana padega. Tu Noor ka khayal rakh, uska mehram jaisa hi hai tu, aur ghar le jana, thik hai?” Hira ne ek shaitani muskurahat di, “Imran bhai, tension na le, bhabhi meri zimmedari hai, main ghar tak chhod dunga.” Noor ne burqa ke peeche se mujhe dekha, uski aankhein dar aur hairani se bhaari thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha. Shayad kal raat ka dar, ya Hira ke saath uski masti ka nasha, usse chup rehne par majboor kar raha tha. Maine Noor ko kaha, “Noor, main jaldi wapas aaunga, Hira ke saath ghar chali jana.” Usne sirf sar hila diya, aur main park se nikal gaya, par sach toh yeh tha ki main chhupne wala tha.

Main park ke ek kone mein chhup gaya, thodi door ek ped ke peeche, jahan se Noor aur Hira ko dekh sakta tha. Das minute tak maine intezaar kiya, mera dil dhadhak raha tha, sochta hua ki Hira ab kya karega. Jab wapas park mein aaya, Noor aur Hira bench par nahi the. Mera dil ekdum se doob gaya, kahan gaye dono? Maine park mein idhar-udhar dekha, log chhote-mote groups mein baithe the, par Noor ka burqa kahin nahi dikha. Dil mein ek ganda josh aur dar ka mishran ubal raha tha—kya Hira ne apna khel shuru kar diya? Main park ke sabse door, sabse sunsaan hisse ki taraf badha, jahan ghane ped aur jhadiyan thi, ek aisi jagah jo chhupne ke liye perfect thi. Wahan pahuncha toh manzar ne meri saans rok di—Hira aur Noor ek ped ke neeche baithe the, Noor ka burqa thoda sa khula tha, uska chehra dikh raha tha, aur Hira uske kareeb, usse sweet talk kar raha tha, uski kameeni muskurahat ke saath.

Hira ne Noor ka haath pakda hua tha, dheere se kaha, “Meri rani, tu yeh burqa mein bhi itni haseen lagti hai, kal raat ka tune kaise bhaja diya, zalima? Teri chut mein abhi bhi wahi aag hai.” Noor ne sharmate hue apna haath chhudaya, par ek halki si hansi di, “Hira, tu pagal hai, yahan park mein? Koi dekh lega!” Par uski awaaz mein dar ke saath thodi si masti thi, jaise wo Hira ke kameenapan se khush ho. Hira ne uske kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaya, “Arre, yahan koi nahi aata, meri jaan, bas thodi si masti kar lete hain, tujhe toh pata hai main tera deewana hoon.” Noor ne ek siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, tu… bas kar,” par usne Hira ko door nahi kiya, uski aankhein sharam aur josh ke saath chamak rahi thi. Main ek ped ke peeche chhupa, unke thodi door baitha, park ke pedon aur hawa ka maza leta hua, par mera dil Noor ke har lafz, har siski par atka tha. Mera lund pant mein tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon me dub gaya.

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Main ped ke peeche chhupa, park ke sunsaan hisse mein Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant mein tight, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi. Noor burqa mein thi, chehra thoda sa dikh raha tha, roshni mein chamakta hua, aur Hira uske kareeb, uska haath pakde, chutiya jaise baatein karta hua. Kal raat ka manzar—Noor sirf bra mein, uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” wo ganda khel—mere kaanon mein goonj raha tha. Hira ne Noor ke kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Babu, yeh burqa utaar de na, thodi si masti karte hain.” Noor ne sharmate hue haath chhudaya, “Hira, pagalpan band kar, koi dekh lega! Kapde gande ho jayenge! Khana bhi banana hai ghar ka” Uski awaaz mein dar tha, par thodi si hansi bhi, use bhi Hira ke chutiya baatein pasand aa rahi thi.

Hira ne kameeni muskurahat di, “Arre, meri jaan, kapde gande nahi honge, main kuch karta hun.” Usne Noor ka burqa dheere se utara, sirf burqa, uski kurti aur pyjama abhi bhi uske jism par, gora makhmal roshni mein chamakta hua. Hira ne burqa zameen par bichaya, jaise koi chapri apni girlfriend ke liye bed banaye, aur kaha, “Baith na, babu, yeh tera adda hai, koi gandagi nahi chhuegi.” Noor ne chhoti si siski nikali, “Tu kitna harami hai, Hira!” par burqa par baith gayi, aankhein idhar-udhar dekhti hui, dar ke maare. Hira uske kareeb baith gaya, uski kamar par haath rakha, “Ab thodi si maze ke liye time hai, babu, tu meri dil ki rani hai.” “Maze” uske gande irade chhupata tha, par uski baatein meri rooh mein aag laga rahi thi. Mera lund aur tight ho gaya, main unhe dekhta raha, yeh ganda sukoon mujhe pagal kar raha tha.

Hira ne Noor ke gale par ek naughty sa chumma diya, uski kamar par haath dheere phiraya, “Baby, mera lund, zara muh me lo na, baby?” Noor ne tez siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, kya bakwas karta hai, koi dekh lega!” par usne Hira ke baalon mein haath dala, thoda sa kareeb sarki, uski sharmili hansi ek girlfriend jaisi. Hira ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Arre, babu, yahan koi nahi, bas tu aur tera hero, ek chhota sa khel khel le.” Usne Noor ke honth ke paas chehra le jaya, ek dheema chumma diya, “Meri jaan, tu itni hot hai, meri baby.” Noor ne aur siski nikali, “Aaaaah… Hira, band kar…” par uska jism Hira ke kareeb thoda hila, jaise dar ke bawajood uski masti jaag rahi ho. Par Noor poori tarah nahi khuli, uski aankhein jhadiyon ki taraf dekhti thi, dar usse rukwa raha tha. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Kal raat toh tu meri jungli billi thi, ab kya sharam, babu?”

Noor ka dar mujhe saaf dikh raha tha, wo Hira ke chhedne mein thodi si masti kar rahi thi, par poora khulne se darti thi. Usne Hira ko thodi door kiya, “Hira, bas, yahan nahi, koi aa gaya toh sab khatam!” Uski awaaz mein dar tha, uske haath burqa ke kinaare pakde hue, jaise usse himmat mil rahi ho. Hira ne dheemi gaali di, “Arre, babu, thodi si himmat dikha na, mere liye,” par usne Noor ko force nahi kiya, bas chhedta raha, “Kal raat kitna maza aa raha tha, babu? Teri woh siski, uff!” Noor ne sharmili hansi ke saath uske kandhe par chhota sa chanta maara, “Chup kar, kameena, tu bas baatein karta hai!” Uski masti aur dar ka yeh khel meri rooh mein aag laga raha tha. Main sochne laga, inhe aur waqt kaise doon? Park mein koi aa sakta tha, Noor ka dar sach tha. Ghar mein ammi-abbu ka khatra, chat par bhi risk. Ek plan dimag mein aaya—koi dost ka khali flat, jahan main Noor ko “ghoomne” le jaun, Hira ko bula loon, aur chhupkar dekhu. Ya park mein koi aur chhupa corner, jahan main unhe aazadi doon.

Hira abhi bhi Noor ke kareeb tha, uske gale par ek aur chumma diya, “Babu, mum me le na, please...” Noor ne dheere se boli, “Hira, bas… dar lagta hai,” par usne Hira ko poora door nahi kiya, uski aankhein sharam aur masti se chamak rahi thi. Wo dono burqa par baithe, Hira usse chhed raha tha, “Meri shona, ek baar muh me lo na, bas ek chhota sa pyar,” uski kamar par haath phirata hua. Noor ne hansi ke saath uska haath hata diya, “Hira, tu pagal hai, yahan? Chal hatt, kameena!”.

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Main ped ke peeche chhupa, park ke sunsaan hisse mein Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant mein tight, par hila-hila ke mara pada tha, bilkul bekaar. Noor burqa par baithi thi, kurti-pyjama roshni mein chamak rahe, Hira uske kareeb, haath uski kamar par, mithi-mithi baatein karta. Kal raat ki siskiyan—“Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” unka ganda khel—mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Hira ne Noor ke kaan mein kaha, “Babu, mera lund tujhe bula raha hai, thodi masti kar na, meri jaan.” Noor ne sharmili hansi di, “Hira, koi dekh lega, band kar!” Par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi.

Hira ne kameeni smile di, “Arre, meri babu, yahan koi nahi, bas tu aur main. Mera lund chhoo le, babu, ek chhota pyar de.” Noor ne siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, kya bakwas hai!” par uska haath Hira ke kandhe par gaya, ungliyan pant ke button ke paas phiri, darte-darte himmat jutati hui. Hira ne lambi saans li, relax ho gaya, “Haan, meri rani, aise hi, tu meri shahzadi hai.” Noor ne sharma ke aankhein jhukayi, “Kitna harami hai tu,” par pant ka button dheere se khola, shaitani hansi ke saath, jaise pyar mein doobi ladki. Mera lund thoda hila, par thakan se kuch na hua, bas main dekhta raha, mera dil dhadhak raha tha.

Noor ka haath Hira ki pant par phirta raha, uske lund ke upar, dheemi masti ke saath, jaise khel rahi ho. Hira ne kaha, “Babu, tu itni pyaari hai, mera lund chhoo na, meri baby.” “-----” uske gande irade chhupata tha. Noor ne siski di, “Aaaaah… Hira, bas kar…” par haath wahi rakha, uske lund ke upar, chhedti hui. Hira ka josh, uski mithi baatein, Noor ko kheench rahe the. Uska auzaar, uska yeh andaaz, meri bibi ko pagal kar raha tha. Main apne bibi ke ashiq ko dekh raha tha, ek mard ko, Hira ka confidence, uski shaitani, ek aisa nasha jo main na de saka. Main ped pakde dekhta raha, har harkat pe atak gaya.

Noor dheemi thi, ungliyan ruk-ruk ke chalti, aankhein jhadiyon ki taraf dekhti. “Hira, yahan nahi… dar lagta hai,” usne dheere kaha, awaaz mein dar. Hira ne hansa, uske gale par chumma diya, “Arre, meri jaan, koi nahi aayega, bas thodi pyar de, meri baby na.” Usne Noor ka chehra pakda, “Mera lund chus na, babu, tu meri duniya hai.” Noor ne hansi, “Chup, kameena!” par haath uske auzaar par wahi, dheemi chhedkhani. Hira ne chheda, “Kal raat tu jungli thi, ab kya sharam, meri rani?” Noor ne uske kandhe par chanta maara, “Hatt, kameena!” par siski di, “Umm… pagal hai tu.”

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Meri aankhein tab fati jab maine Noor ko dheere se haath aage badhate dekha, usne us kameene ki zip khol, uska auzaar chhupa rakha pant ke andar, aur kaha, “Ab khus!?” Iska jawab us harami ne diya, “Baby, lund muh me lo na.” Mera dil jaise sunn pad gaya, meri mazhabi bibi apne ashiq ke god ki taraf apna chehra le gayi, uske lund ke kareeb, dheere se chhedte hue, jaise pyar mein doobi ladki. Hira ne aaram se sir peeche kiya, lambi saans lete hue, “Haan baby aise hi...”

Noor ne us kameene ka lund muh me bhar liya aur bade pyar se aur dheere dheere lund chusane lagi, jise dekh main hairaan to tha hi sath me lazzat me khoya hua tha.

Noor ki muh se chip-chip aur us kameene ke muh se siski ki awaz mere kaan me jaa rahi thi, mera lund jo marne ke kagar pe tha wo wapas jagane laga, lekin maine apne hath nahi lagaye.

Main bus us nazare ka luft utha raha tha-kya scene tha mere samane, meri bibi apne ashiq ko khus karte hue, aur unki khusi me meri khusi thi.

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Chapter - 20

Halki-halki paseene ki boondein mere maathe par utar rahi thi. Shaam ka waqt tha, par garmi ab bhi kaafi thi. Mere kapde pasine se tar ho chuke the, lekin na garmi ki parwah thi, na paseene ki. Meri nazrein saamne ke drishya par thami hui thi—meri biwi Noor aur uske aashiq Hira par. Meri biwi ka chhota sa muh us kameene Hira ke kaale lund ko ghere hue tha. Meri teekhi nazar usi par tiki thi, lekin Noor sirf muh mein liye baithi thi, kuch kar nahi rahi thi. Main mehsoos kar sakta tha ki Hira bhi kuch karne ko tadap raha tha.

"Saali, chus na! Kya lund muh mein daal ke baith gayi hai?" Hira ne Noor se kaha, uski awaaz mere kaanon tak pahunchi. Ye sunke maine man hi man kaha, "Haan, Noor, tum kya kar rahi ho? Aise na tadpao usse." Ye sochkar mera lund akadne laga. Saamne, Noor ne uska lund dheere se muh se nikala aur boli, "Hira, mujhe darr lag raha hai. Yeh jagah poori khuli hui hai." Uski baat sun meri nazar idhar-udhar daudi. Noor sahi thi—bhale hi woh park ke ek kone mein, jhaadiyon ke peeche the, par koi bhi unhe dekh sakta tha.

Meri nazar us kameene Hira ki taraf gayi. Woh Noor ke saath jabardasti kar raha tha. "Saali, le na! Har waqt nautanki kyun karti hai? Koi nahi aayega," usne kaha. Noor use samjhaane ki nakaam koshish karti rahi, "Please, Hira, koi dekh lega. Bahut khula hua hai." Par Hira uski baaton ko nazarandaaz kar apna lund uske honthon par ragadne laga. "Le na, saali, randi ka bhosda! Andar le!" Gaaliyan dete hue usne Noor ka sir dono haathon se pakad liya. Noor ne bechari apna muh khol diya, aur—*chuuup*—ki awaaz goonj uthi.

Noor ke muh mein dobara us kameene ka lund tha. Is baar Hira ne uska sir pakad rakha tha aur dheere-dheere aage-peeche kar raha tha. Main wahin chhupa, apni pant ke upar se lund sehla raha tha. Noor ki aankhein thodi si aansu-bhari ho chuki thi, jisse uske noorani chehre par chaar-chaand lag rahe the. Woh kameena meri biwi se jabardasti lund chuswa raha tha, aur Noor ke muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi. Kuch hi der baad Hira ne apne haath uske sir se hata liye, lekin Noor ka sir nahi ruka. Woh khud hi aage-peeche hoti rahi. Meri biwi, jo kuch pal pehle mana kar rahi thi, ab bade maze se us kameene ke lund ka swaad le rahi thi.

Main man hi man hasne laga. Saamne Hira bol raha tha, "Faltu ka nakhra karti rehti hai, ab acche se chus!" Maine bhi man mein hanste hue kaha, "Haan, Noor, zyada nakhre mat kiya karo apne aashiq ke saamne, haha!"

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Noor ka muh dheere-dheere hi sahi, lekin aise chal raha tha jaise woh koi lollipop chus rahi ho. Uske chehre par ek ajeeb si tivrata thi, jise dekhkar main hairaan bhi tha aur lazzat mein bhi dooba hua tha. Tabhi us kameene Hira ne Noor ko pakda aur zameen par uske burqe pe lita diya. Noor us harami ko zameen se ghoor rahi thi, uske chehre par ek kamini si muskaan thi—aisi muskaan jo maine pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Woh muskaan us kameene ka deedar kar rahi thi. Maine apne kase hue lund par zara sa haath lagaya, phir wapas un dono ki taraf dekha. Noor burqe par leti hui thi, aur woh kameena apna kaala lund Noor ke chehre se kuch inch door jhula raha tha, uske chehre par bhi ek kamini muskaan faili hui thi. "Saali, kya mast dikhti hai tu, ekdum gori!" usne kaha. Ye sun Noor muskurayi, sharmai, aur jawab mein sawal kar diya, "Tumhe main kitni pasand hoon? Kya tum sach mein mujhse pyar karte ho, Hira, ya sirf mere jism se matlab hai?" Ye sawal sun main chaunk gaya. Meri biwi ka ye sawal bahut bhaari tha. Mera dimaag tezi se daudne laga—kya Noor is kameene se sach mein pyar karne lagi hai? Kya ye uska saccha ishq hai? Main ye soch hi raha tha ki Hira ki awaaz aayi, "Bilkul pyar hai tujhse, tere us bhadwe shauhar se toh kahin zyada!" Ye kehte hi dono hasne lage. Unki hansi mere kaanon mein goonji, main thoda jhenp gaya, lekin mere lund ka kasav bata raha tha ki unki baaton mein mujhe lazzat mil rahi thi.

Woh kameena Noor ke bagal mein usi burqe par let gaya, uska lund hawa mein lehra raha tha. Noor ne jhat se usse apne haathon mein kas liya aur haule-haule sehlane lagi. Main un dono ki prem bhari aur kamuk baatein sunte hue lazzat lene laga.

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"Hira, tera itna bada kyun hai?" Noor ne badi masumiyat se uske lund ko sehlate hue pucha. Ye sun mera dil dhadak gaya. Main khud usse jawab dena chahta tha. Man hi man maine kaha, "Noor, ye itna bada isliye hai kyunki ye ek asli mard ka lund hai, aur tere aashiq ka lund hai—lazmi hai ki ye bada hoga." Main ye soch hi raha tha ki us kameene Hira ki awaaz sunai padi, "Arre, main bachpan mein bahut doodh peeta tha, isliye." Uski ye bakwas baat sun Noor ki hansi chhoot gayi, aur mujhe bhi zor se hansi aa gayi. Anayas hi mere muh se awaaz nikal gayi. Main apna muh band karta usse pehle, woh awaaz un dono tak pahunch gayi. Noor ne dheere se cheekh kar kaha, "Hira, udhar koi hai!" Ye sunte hi main tezi se wahan se bhag khada hua aur jaldi se nikal gaya.

Main kaafi door daudte-daudte aa gaya, meri saans phool rahi thi. Ek bench par baithkar maine saans li. Kuch pal hi beete the ki Noor us kameene ke saath tezi se chalti hui mere paas aayi. Uske chehre par darr saaf dikh raha tha, jabki woh harami Hira sirf muskura raha tha. Maine usse dekhkar pucha, "Chalein ghar? Ho gayi walking?" Noor ne haule se jawab diya, "Ji, Rizwan ke abbu, chalein." Maine Noor ka haath pakad liya—woh haath jo kuch pal pehle us kameene ke lund par kasa hua tha. Andar se mujhe bura lag raha tha ki main galti se un dono ke ishq mein gale ki haddi ban gaya. Lekin ab waqt nahi tha kuch sochne ka. Maine Noor ke saath us kameene ko alvida kiya aur bike se ghar le aaya.

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Hum dono ghar pahunch gaye. Noor ke chehre ka darr thoda kam laga, jaise woh thodi rahat mehsoos kar rahi ho. Jab woh bike se utar kar upar jaane lagi, maine gaur kiya ki uska burqa peeche se bilkul ganda tha. Iski wajah mujhe pehle se maloom thi, par maine phir bhi Noor ko awaaz di, "Noor, tum gir gayi thi kya?" Woh ruk gayi aur sawaliya andaaz mein boli, "Nahi to, kya baat hai, Rizwan ke abbu?" Maine uski chutki lete hue kaha, "Tera burqa peeche se ganda ho gaya hai." Ye sunte hi uske chehre par darr phir se chha gaya. "W-woh, Rizwan ke abbu, shayad... shayad..." usne haklate hue kaha. Main man hi man hansne laga, uski jhooth bolne ki nakaam koshish dekhkar. Phir maine kaha, "Accha, shayad kahin deewar se sat gaya hoga, kaafi bheed bhi to thi." Noor ne dheere se jawab diya, "Ji, Rizwan ke abbu." Itna kehkar woh flat ki taraf chali gayi. Main bike park kar hi raha tha ki us kameene Hira ka call aa gaya.

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"Hello," maine phone uthate hue kaha.

"Hello gaya baad mein, saale! Tu mera chance kha gaya! Behenchod, mujhe pata hai tu dekh raha tha, lekin chup kyun nahi raha, bhadwe?" Hira gusse mein chillaya.

"Sorry yaar, woh mujhe—" maine baat shuru ki.

"Bhaak, madarchod! Mujhe teri chutiya baatein nahi sunni. Tune saale mere lund pe laat maari hai, to tujhe hi chut dilwani padegi, samjha, madarchod?" usne daantte hue kaha.

"Yaar, mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai, lekin main kya kar sakta hoon? Ghar pe namumkin hai, yaar," maine jawab diya.

"Hatt, saale, tera bahana! Behenchod, kya musibat hai?" usne gusse se kaha aur phone kaat di, main thoda udas dheere se apne flat ki aur jaane laga.