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UPDET 16

Shaam ka time tha. Main kitchen mein chai bana rahi thi tab phone baji. Screen pe Mahesh ka naam dikha. Dil thoda sa tight ho gaya. Pehle socha miss kar doon, lekin phir receive kar liya.

“Hello…” maine thodi si thandi aawaz mein kaha.

Us taraf se Mahesh ki aawaz aayi, bilkul soft aur kaampi hui. “Anita… please… mat kaatna phone. Ek baar sun le…”

Main chup rahi. Woh bolta gaya, “Main… main bahut badi galti kar baitha. Jo maine tere husband ko bata diya… woh nahi batana chahiye tha. Main jaanta hoon maine tere saath bohot bura kiya. Please… mujhe maaf kar de.”

Maine dheere se kaha, “Mahesh… tu samajhta hai maafi maangne se sab theek ho jayega? Us raat ke baad ghar mein jo hua… tu nahi jaanta.”

Woh turant bola, “Haan… main jaanta hoon. Main galat tha. Main shak ke maare pagal ho gaya tha. Tujhe us haalat mein dekh ke… aur Kalu ko dekh ke… main control nahi kar paya. Lekin ab mujhe samajh aa gaya. Maine teri trust tod di. Please Anita… ek baar maaf kar de. Main wapas se aisa kuch nahi karunga.”

Main thodi der chup rahi. Phir boli, “Ab kya chahta hai tu?”

Usne halki si saans li aur kaha, “Bas… tera dost banna  chahta hoon.  Main teri koi shikayat nahi karunga, kisi ko kuch nahi bataunga. Bas… thoda sa time de de mujhe. Main tera aage-peeche ghumta rahunga… lekin normal tarike se. Koi gandi baat nahi, koi shak nahi. Bas… teri tarif karta rahunga jaise ek normal dost karta hai.”

Uske baad se Mahesh sach mein badal gaya.

Agla din subah jab main market gayi to woh wahan mil gaya. Door se hi haath hilaaya, phir paas aake bola, “Anita… aaj yeh blue saree mein bilkul fresh lag rahi ho. Bahut sundar.”

Main thoda sa muskurayi, lekin zyada bola nahi.

Ek din dopahar ko jab main temple se nikal rahi thi to woh phir mil gaya. “Arre… aaj toh glow aa raha hai tere chehre pe. Kya baat hai, itni fresh dikh rahi ho.”

Shaam ko society ke park mein main bench pe baithi thi to woh aaya, thodi door khada raha, phir bola, “Anita… tera yeh simple look… bina zyada makeup ke… bahut natural aur pyara lagta hai. Pehle bhi lagta tha, ab bhi lagta hai.”

Har baar woh normal, soft, bina kisi kaamuk ishaare ke tarif karta. Kabhi mere kapdon ki, kabhi mere baalon ki, kabhi mere muskurane ki. Kabhi kehta, “Tera yeh hasi… pehle jaisi hi pyari hai.” Kabhi kehta, “Aaj toh tu bilkul relaxed lag rahi ho.”

Main pehle-pehle ignore karti, lekin dheere-dheere uski yeh continuous, normal tarif aur maafi maangne wali aadat se thoda sa dil pighla. Woh sach mein mere aage-peeche ghumta, lekin boundary cross nahi karta. Bas door-door se nazar rakhta, kabhi paani ki bottle de deta, kabhi chhoti si help kar deta, aur hamesha ek hi baat dohrata…

“Anita… main galat tha. Tu jo bhi karti hai, tera kaam hai. Main bas tera dost banna chahta hoon. Maaf kar de mujhe.”

Ek din main thak ke usse seedha bol hi diya, “Theek hai Mahesh… maaf kar diya. Lekin ab kabhi kisi ke saamne meri baat mat karna. Samjha?”

Usne turant haan mein sar hilaya, “Promise. Ab se sirf normal baatein, normal tarif. Bas itna hi.”

Uske baad se woh sach mein normal dost ban ke reh gaya. Mere aage-peeche ghumta, meri chhoti-moti tarif karta, lekin kabhi aankhon mein woh shak nahi dikhata jo us raat hotel ke bahar tha.

Main bhi dheere-dheere uski yeh nayi aadat se aadi ho gayi… lekin dil mein ek baat hamesha yaad rakhti… usne muje jalil karvaya tha husband ke samne.


Pehle toh woh sirf simple baatein karta – “Aaj sundar lag rahi ho”, “Yeh colour tujhe bahut suit karta hai”. Phir dheere-dheere uski baaton mein garmi aane lagi.

Ek din park mein dono bench pe baithe the. Aaspaas koi nahi tha. Usne aankhein jhukaye hue kaha, “Anita… teri yeh white saree… itni thin hai ki andar ka blouse saaf dikh raha hai. Pehle nahi notice kiya tha, lekin aaj… umm…”

Main thoda sa tight ho gayi. “Mahesh… aisi baatein mat kar.”

Woh hasa, “Arre… bas aise hi bol diya. Teri waist itni slim dikh rahi hai is saree mein… nazar hat hi nahi rahi.”

Phir agle din jab main market se aa rahi thi, woh peeche se aaya aur dheere se bola, “Anita… aaj toh teri chuchiyaan thodi si upar ko uthi hui lag rahi hain. Naya bra pehna hai kya?”

Main ghur ke dekhi, “Mahesh!”

Woh haath utha ke bola, “Sorry… bas nazar pad gayi. Itni perfect shape hai teri… koi bhi dekh lega.”

Dheere-dheere uski garam baatein badhti gayi. Kabhi kehta, “Tere hoth aaj kitne soft lag rahe hain… lipstick nahi lagayi toh bhi gulabi hain.” Kabhi kehta, “Teri yeh chal… hips itne natural hilte hain na, dekhne wale ka dil karta hai peeche-peeche chale.”

Phir akele mein chedne ki koshish shuru hui.

Ek din society ke basement parking mein main scooter nikal rahi thi. Woh wahan khada mil gaya. Koi aur nahi tha. Usne paas aake mera pallu thoda sa theek karne ke bahane haath badhaya aur uske haath ne meri kamar ko chhoo liya.

“Anita… pallu gir raha tha,” usne kaha, lekin uski ungliyaan meri kamar pe ek second zyada ruki rahi.

Main hat gayi. “Mahesh… haath mat laga.”

Woh muskuraya, “Bas aise hi… teri kamar itni soft lagi. Pehle kabhi touch nahi kiya tha.”

Dusri baar jab main stair case se utar rahi thi, usne peeche se aake mera haath pakad liya. “Arre… dheere utro, gir mat jana.” Lekin uska haath sirf meri kalaai pe nahi, thoda upar meri bahu tak phisal gaya.

Main jhatke se haath chhudaya. “Mahesh… ab zyada mat kar.”

Lekin woh rukne wala nahi tha. Ek din ghar ke bahar, jab main subah doodh lene nikal rahi thi, usne peeche se aake mera shoulder daba diya. “Good morning… aaj toh bilkul glowing lag rahi ho. Raat ko acchi neend aayi kya?” Uske haath ne shoulder se thoda neeche, meri peeth ke upar wale hisse ko bhi chhoo liya.

Phir ek shaam ko jab main terrace pe kapde sukha rahi thi, woh bhi aa gaya. Aaspaas koi nahi tha. Usne paas aake kaha, “Anita… teri yeh nighty… bahut thin hai. Neeche se light aa rahi hai toh… sab kuch thoda sa dikh raha hai.”

Main gusse mein boli, “Mahesh! Tu limit cross kar raha hai.”

Woh thoda sa peeche hata, lekin aankhon mein hasi thi. “Bas dekh liya… teri body ka curve… pehle nahi pata tha itni sexy hai tu. Ab jab se hotel wala scene ho gaya, tab se nazar nahi hat rahi.”

Uske baad se jab bhi akele milte, woh garam baatein karta – kabhi meri chuchiyon ki shape ki, kabhi meri chal ki, kabhi mere hothon ki. Aur mauka milte hi haath phirane ki koshish karta – kabhi kamar pe, kabhi haath pe, kabhi shoulder se neeche.

Main mana karti, daantati, lekin woh haar nahi manta tha. Bas muskurata aur kehta, “Anita… tu gussa mat kar. Main toh bas… tujhe dekh ke control nahi kar pata ab.”


Pehle main uski garam baaton aur ched-chad se gussa karti thi, haath hatati thi, daantati thi. Lekin dheere-dheere… pata nahi kab… uski yeh ched-chad mujhe buri nahi lagne lagi.

Ek din park mein woh mere paas aaya aur dheere se bola, “Anita… aaj teri yeh yellow saree… kamar itni tight dikha rahi hai ki nazar nahi hat rahi. Lagta hai andar se kuch khas pehna hai.”

Pehle main ghur leti, lekin us din main thoda sa muskurayi aur boli, “Tujhe har baar meri kamar hi kyun dikhti hai, Mahesh?”

Woh hasa, “Kyunki teri kamar dekhne layak hai. Aur aaj toh hips bhi… umm… perfect lag rahe hain.”

Main ne aankhein churaayi, lekin dil mein ek ajeeb sa maza aaya. “Bas kar… koi dekh lega.”

Uske baad se main kabhi-kabhi uski baaton ka jawab dene lagi.

Ek dopahar jab main stair case se utar rahi thi, usne peeche se aake mera pallu theek karne ke bahane kamar pe haath rakha. “Pallu gir raha tha…”

Is baar main jhatke se nahi hati. Bas dheere se boli, “Hath hata… lekin dheere se theek kar, itna jo zor se pakda hai.”

Uske haath ek second ke liye meri kamar pe ruke rahe. Usne halki si hanste hue kaha, “Soft lagi teri kamar… pehle se bhi zyada.”

Main ne uski taraf dekha aur halka sa jawaab diya, “Tujhe touch karne ki aadat pad gayi hai lagta hai.”

Woh meri aankhon mein dekhte hue bola, “Haan… pad gayi hai. Tu mana karti hai, lekin ab itni zor se nahi karti.”

Main sharma ke aage nikal gayi, lekin dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Phir ek shaam ko terrace pe. Main kapde sukha rahi thi. Woh aaya aur door se bola, “Anita… teri yeh nighty aaj bahut dangerous hai. Hawa chal rahi hai toh saari curves dikh rahe hain.”

Pehle main daant deti, lekin us din main ne uski taraf dekh ke kaha, “Toh mat dekh. Nazar jhukaye rakh.”

Woh hasa, “Nazar jhukaye rakhne se nahi rukti. Teri yeh shape… ek mahine se dekh raha hoon, har din aur pyasi lagti hai.”

Main ne uski baat ka jawaab diya, “Pyasi? Main ya tu?”

Uske chehre pe hasi fail gayi. “Dono. Tu bhi ab meri baaton ka jawaab dene lagi hai. Pehle toh sirf daantati thi.”

Main ne muskurate hue kaha, “Daantna daantna hi thak gaya. Tu haar nahi manta.”

Usne thoda sa paas aake kaha, “Toh ab allow karogi kya… thoda sa touch?”

Main ne uska haath pakad ke hata diya, lekin itni jor se nahi. “Limit mein reh Mahesh. Abhi bhi koi aa sakta hai.”

Lekin uski aankhon mein main dekh sakti thi… usse samajh aa gaya tha ki ab main uski ched-chad se gussa nahi karti. Balki kabhi-kabhi maza leti hoon.

Uske baad se yeh khel chal pada.

Kabhi woh kehta, “Tere hoth aaj kitne juicy lag rahe hain…” aur main jawaab deti, “Dekh ke dil karta hai choomne ka kya?”

Kabhi woh mera haath pakad leta, aur main 2-3 second baad chhudati, lekin turant nahi.

Kabhi woh meri kamar pe haath rakh deta, aur main uski taraf dekh ke kehti, “Hath ka control nahi hai tujhe?”

Ek din toh main khud uski taraf dekh ke boli, “Aaj toh tu kam bol raha hai… koi garam baat nahi karni kya?”

Woh hairaan ho ke hasa, “Arre… ab tu khud maangne lagi? Anita… tu badal gayi hai.”

Main ne aankhein jhukaye hue kaha, “Tu bhi toh badal gaya tha… pehle maafi maangta tha, ab chedta hai. Toh main bhi thoda sa badal gayi.”

Us ek mahine mein Mahesh ki ched-chad mujhe achhi lagne lagi thi. Kabhi-kabhi main bhi uski baaton ka teekha jawaab deti, kabhi uske haath ko thoda sa rehne deti, kabhi uski aankhon mein dekh ke muskurati.


Dopahar ke almost 3 baje ka time tha. Ghar mein koi nahi tha. Husband office gaya hua tha. Main chhat pe kapde sukhane gayi thi. Hawa chal rahi thi, meri soft cotton ki nighty hawa mein hil rahi thi. Main kapde clips se lagaa rahi thi tabhi peeche se aawaz aayi…

“Anita…”

Main mud ke dekhi. Mahesh khada tha. Vo dheere se  mere paas aane laga. Uski aankhon mein wohi pyas thi jo ab roz dikhne lagi thi.




“Tu yahan? Dopahar mein?” maine poocha, lekin aawaz mein gussa nahi, halki si expectency thi.

Woh mere bilkul paas aa gaya. “Haan… dekh liya tujhe chhat pe aate hue. Aaj ghar mein koi nahi hai na?”

Main kuch bolti usse pehle usne mera haath pakad liya aur dheere se kheench ke apni taraf laga liya. Uske seene se meri chuchiyaan takra gayi. Nighty itni thin thi ki uske shirt ke buttons meri soft chuchiyon pe mehsoos ho rahe the.

“Mahesh… yahan… koi dekh lega…” main dheere se boli, lekin uska haath ab meri kamar pe tha.

Usne meri kamar ko mazbooti se pakda aur mujhe wall se sata diya. “Koi nahi aayega… thodi der ke liye.” Phir usne mera munh upar uthaya aur pehle halka sa, phir jor se hothon pe apne hoth rakh diye.

Pehli baar uske hoth itne bhookhe lage. Main bhi ab mana nahi kar paayi. Uske hothon ka jawaab dene lagi. Uske haath meri nighty ke upar se meri peeth pe phisal rahe the, phir neeche aake meri hips ko dabane lage.

“Umm… Anita… teri yeh nighty… kuch nahi chhupa pa rahi…” usne hothon ke beech mein kaha. Uske dono haath ab meri chuchiyon pe aa gaye. Nighty ke upar se hi usne unhe dabaya, shape feel kiya. “Itni soft… itni bhari… din bhar inhe sochta rehta hoon.”

Main uske seene pe haath rakh ke karah uthi, “Ahh… Mahesh… dheere… ahhh…”

Usne meri ek taang thodi si upar uthayi aur apna lund meri chut ke upar, nighty ke through ragadne laga. Kapdon ke upar se hi uska tight lund meri chut pe dhakke maar raha tha. Main bhi ab apni kamar hilane lagi thi. Dono ke beech sirf kapde the, lekin garmi aisi thi jaise nange ho.

Usne meri nighty ka ek straps neeche kiya, lekin pura nahi utara. Bas meri ek chuchi ka upar wala hissa nanga kar diya aur uspe munh laga diya. “Umm… swaad… din bhar ka intezaar…”

Main uske baal pakad ke apni taraf kheench rahi thi. “Mahesh… ahhh… jor se… aise hi dabao… ahhh…”

Uske haath neeche gaye, meri nighty ke neeche se meri panty ke upar se meri chut ko masalne lage. Main bhi uske pant ke upar se uske lund ko sahlaane lagi. Dono kapdon ke upar se hi ek dusre ko ragad rahe the, saans phool rahi thi, hoth ek dusre ke upar the.

“Anita… aaj toh yahin chod doon tujhe…” usne garmi mein kaha.

Main bhi nashe mein boli, “Phir chod… kapde ke upar se hi… ahhh… Mahesh… meri chut geeli ho gayi hai…”

Usne meri dono taangein thodi si failayi aur apna lund meri chut pe aur jor se ragadne laga. Kapdon ke through hi uske lund ka shape meri chut ki geeli garmi mein mehsoos ho raha tha. Main uske kandhe pe munh rakh ke karah rahi thi…
 



Tabhi…

Uske pocket se phone ki teez ringing aayi.

Dono ek second ke liye ruk gaye. Usne gusse mein phone nikala. Screen pe “Wife” likha tha.

Usne aankhein band ki, saans li, phir phone receive kiya. “Haan… bol…”

Phone se uski wife ki aawaz aayi, “Kahan ho? Jaldi aao, mummy aa gayi hain, aur saman bhi lana hai!”

Mahesh ne meri taraf dekha. Meri nighty ka strap abhi bhi neeche tha, meri ek chuchi nangi thi, hoth suje hue the, saans tez thi. Usne dukh aur gusse se bhara chehra banate hue kaha, “Haan… aa raha hoon… 10 minute mein.”

Phone kaat ke usne meri nangi chuchi ko ek baar phir dabaya, hothon pe ek gehra kiss diya aur kaha, “Anita… aaj nahi ho paya… lekin agla mauka… chhodunga nahi.”

Phir usne meri nighty theek ki, apna lund adjust kiya, aur jaldi se chhat se utar gaya.

Main wahan wall se sati hui khadi rahi. Saans abhi bhi tez thi, chut kapdon ke andar geeli ho chuki thi, aur Mahesh ke haathon aur lund ka ehsaas abhi bhi body pe ghoom raha tha…

Us dopahar kapdon ke upar se jo bharpur romance hua… adhura reh gaya. Lekin ab dono ko pata tha… agla kadam bas time ki baat hai.


Chhat wale us adhure romance ke baad se Mahesh aur mere beech ka khel aur gehra ho gaya. Ab hum dono jaante the ki line cross ho chuki hai. Bas mauka aur himmat ki zaroorat thi.

Pehle mobile pe baatein badalne lagi.

Raat ko jab husband so jaata, mera phone vibrate hota. Mahesh ka message – “Anita… soyi nahi? Aaj teri woh nighty yaad aa rahi hai… jo chhat pe thi.”

Main pehle ignore karti, lekin ab jawaab dene lagi. “Kya yaad aa raha hai usme?”

Woh turant call kar deta. Halki si aawaz mein kehta, “Teri chuchiyaan… jab maine nighty ke upar se dabayi thi… kitni soft thi. Aaj bhi soch ke lund khada ho gaya hai.”

Main bed pe leti-leti sharmaati, lekin bolti, “Bas itna hi yaad hai? Aur kuch nahi?”

Uske baad se yeh silsila chal pada. Kabhi-kabhi dopahar mein, kabhi raat ko, dono taraf se body ke hisso ki sexy baatein hone lagi.

Ek raat usne kaha, “Anita… teri chut ka soch ke pagal ho raha hoon. Chhat pe jab kapdon ke upar se ragda tha na… teri panty geeli ho gayi thi kya?”

Main ne aankhein band karke jawaab diya, “Haan… ho gayi thi. Tere lund ka shape tak mehsoos ho raha tha.”

Woh karah utha, “Ab bata… teri chuchiyaan abhi kaise hain? Bra mein hain ya free?”

Main ne haath se apni chuchi dabayi aur boli, “Free hain… abhi just touch kiya. Soft hain… thodi si rigid bhi ho gayi teri baaton se.”

Aise hi baatein hoti. Kabhi woh meri kamar ki, kabhi meri thighs ki, kabhi mere hothon ki baat karta. Main bhi ab sharmaana chhod ke uske lund ki, uske seene ki, uske haathon ki baat karne lagi.

“Tera lund us din kitna hard tha Mahesh… pant ke andar se hi meri chut pe dhakke maar raha tha,” main ne ek raat kaha.

Woh jawaab deta, “Abhi bhi hard hai… teri awaaz sun ke. Kaash abhi tera haath hota ispe.”

Jab bhi mauka milta, touch bhi badhne laga.

Ek din society ke store room mein main saman rakhne gayi thi. Woh peeche se aa gaya. Darwaza band kiya aur bina kuch bole meri kamar pakad ke apni taraf kheench liya. Uske haath seedhe meri chuchiyon pe gaye, blouse ke upar se dabane lage.

“Mobile pe baat karte-karte tadap gaya tha… aaj feel karna tha,” usne kaha aur mere hothon pe kiss kar diya.

Main bhi ab rokne ki jagah uske lund pe haath rakh diya, pant ke upar se sahlaane lagi. “Umm… abhi bhi utna hi hard hai…”

Usne meri skirt thodi si upar uthayi aur meri thighs pe haath phirane laga. “Teri yeh thighs… mobile pe baat karta hoon tab sochta hoon inke beech apna munh rakh doon.”

Main uske kandhe pe sir rakh ke boli, “Phir rakh… mauka mil raha hai toh.”

Lekin usse pehle bahar se aawaz aayi, kisi ne store room ka darwaza kholne ki koshish ki. Dono jhatke se alag ho gaye.

Ek aur din park ke corner mein, jab andhera ho raha tha, usne mera haath pakad ke apne lund pe rakh diya. “Dekh… teri baaton ka asar.”

Main ne wahan khade-khade uske lund ko pant ke andar se sahlaaya. “Itna tight… lagta hai abhi faad dega pant.”

Usne meri chut pe haath rakh diya, jeans ke upar se. “Teri bhi… garmi aa rahi hai.”

Aise hi, mobile pe toh hum dono khul ke body ke har hisse ki gandi, sexy baatein karte… chuchiyaan, chut, lund, hoth, kamar, thighs… sab. Aur jab bhi kahi akele mauka milta – store room, stair case, chhat, parking – toh haath phirane se nahi chookte.

Kabhi woh meri chuchiyon ko blouse ke upar se masalta, kabhi main uske lund ko pant ke upar se sahlaati. Kabhi woh meri chut pe haath rakh deta, kabhi main uske seene pe munh rakh deti.

Ab yeh khel sirf baaton ka nahi raha tha. Body bhi shamil ho chuki thi. Aur dono jaante the… jaldi hi kapdon ke beech ki yeh deewar bhi girne wali thi.


Husband ne shaam ko aate hi bag rakhte hue kaha, “Anita, Surat mein ek important meeting hai. Char din ka trip hai. Kal subah hi car le k Jana he, phir next Monday ko wapas aaunga.”

Main kitchen mein khadi thi. Uske munh se “char din” sunte hi dil zor se dhadak utha. Char din… ghar bilkul khali. Koi nahi puchne wala main kahan hoon, kab nikli, kab wapas aayi.

Maine normal face banate hue kaha, “Haan… theek hai. Tu tension mat lo, main sambhal lungi.”

Raat ko jab husband so gaya, maine turant Mahesh ko message kiya – “Kal se husband Surat ja raha hai. Char din ke liye.”

Ek minute mein uska call aa gaya. Uski aawaz mein garmi saaf thi. “Sach? Char din? Anita… yeh mauka haath se nahi jaane dena chahiye.”

Main bed pe leti-leti boli, “Haan… ab tu bata. Kahan chalna hai?”

Usne thodi der chup rehke kaha, “Mera ek farmhouse hai. City se almost 40 kilometre door. Wahan sirf ek do-manzila chhota sa makaan hai. Koi servant nahi, koi padosi nahi. Aaspaas bas khet aur ped hain. Bilkul private.”

Mere pet mein butterflies si hone lagi. “Farmhouse…? Dono akele?”

Woh dheere se bola, “Haan. Tu soch… koi disturbance nahi. Na phone ki ganti, na wife ka call, na kisi ke aane ka darr. Jo dil kare… jitni der kare… kar sakte hain.”

Main chup rahi. Usne phir kaha, “Anita… chhat pe jo adhura chhod diya tha, mobile pe jo baatein ki, store room mein jo touch hua… sab kuch wahan poora kar sakte hain. Teri poori body… mere haath mein… mere munh mein… mere lund pe.”

Uski baaton se meri chut mein halki si garmi fail gayi. Maine dabate hue kaha, “Tu plan bana… main dekhti hoon.”

Agli subah husband car leke  nikal gaya. Main gate tak chhodne gayi, normal se bye boli, lekin andar hi andar meri saans tez thi. Jaise hi uski gaadi nazar se door hui, maine Mahesh ko phone kiya.

“Nikal gaya.”

Usne turant kaha, “Main 12 baje tujhe pick karta hoon. Light kapde pehenna… jo aasani se utar jayein. Aur haan… andar se woh red wala set pehenna jo tu hotel mein pehenti thi Kalu ke saath.”

Main sharma ke boli, “Tu kaise jaanta hai red wala?”

Woh hasa, “Teri baaton se… aur ab dekhna bhi hai.”


Ghar mein aaj subah se hi ek alag si bechaini thi. Mahesh ne kal raat message kiya tha – “Kal farm house chalna hai. Sirf hum dono. Poori raat.” Uske baad se meri neend udd gayi thi. Aaj subah uthte hi pehle bathroom gayi, face wash kiya, phir mirror ke saamne khadi ho kar apne aap ko dekhne lagi.

Pehle body ko ready karna tha. Shower mein garam paani liya, soap se poori body ko dheere-dheere sahlaate hue saaf kiya. Khaas kar chest aur neeche wale hisson ko extra dhyan se. Phir body lotion lagayi – soft, thodi si meethi khushbu wali. Skin smooth aur silky feel kar rahi thi. Baal khole, unko brush kiya, thoda sa loose waves de diye taaki natural lage.

Ab kapdon ki baari. Almirah kholi aur pehle underwear nikala. Wahi red bra aur matching red panty jo maine specially iske liye rakh li thi. Bra soft lace wali thi, thodi deep neck, jo mere boobs ko upar utha kar full shape deti thi. Panty bhi thin lace ki thi, sides se thin straps, aur peeche se thodi si cheeky cut. Pehle panty pehni – lace meri skin pe chipak gayi, thoda sa tight feel hua neeche. Phir bra pehni. Hook peeche se lagaya, straps adjust kiye. Mirror mein dekha… red colour meri gori skin pe bilkul fire lag raha tha. Bra ke upar se cleavage clear dikh rahi thi, aur panty ke edges thighs ke upar halka sa mark bana rahe the.

Ab upar se salwar-kurta. Maine soft cotton ka light peach colour ka kurta chuna, jo thoda loose tha lekin body ke curves ko hide nahi karta tha. Kurta pehente waqt bra ke straps thode se adjust karne pade taaki baahar na nikal aayein. Kurta ka neck thoda open tha, isliye upar se red bra ka edge bilkul nahi dikh raha tha, lekin andar se meri boobs thodi si pressed feel ho rahi thi. Neeche salwar pehni – bilkul soft aur flowing. Salwar ke andar red panty bilkul chipki hui thi. Jab main chalti thi to panty ka lace thighs ke beech halka sa ragadta tha, jo har kadam pe yaad dila raha tha ki main kya pehne hui hoon.
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Dupatta bhi soft matching colour ka liya, lekin usko loosely rakha. Makeup light rakha – sirf kajal, halka lipstick aur thoda sa blush. Perfume spray kiya – neck pe, wrists pe, aur thoda sa cleavage ke beech. Baal ek side se shoulder pe gira diye.

Mirror ke saamne last baar khadi hokar poori tarah se dekha. Bahar se main bilkul simple, decent, ghar ki ladki lag rahi thi – peach kurta, salwar, light makeup. Lekin andar… red bra meri boobs ko tightly hold kiye hue thi, aur red panty neeche se har movement mein feel ho rahi thi. Jab main thoda sa jhuki to kurta ke neeche se meri hips ka shape clear dikh raha tha, aur salwar ke andar panty ka pressure feel ho raha tha.

Phone uthaya, Mahesh ko message kiya – “Main ready hoon. Abhi nikal rahi hoon.”  
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Ghar se nikalte waqt ek baar phir socha… aaj farm house pe yeh red bra-panty kitni der tak pehni rahegi, ya kitni jaldi utar jayegi.  

Main door band karti hui muskurayi. Aaj ki raat sirf meri aur Mahesh ki thi.

Exactly 12 baje Mahesh ki gaadi mere society ke peeche wali gali mein aayi. Main jaldi se baith gayi. Usne turant mera haath pakad liya aur apne lund pe rakh diya. Pant ke upar se hi uska lund hard tha.

“kal dophar tak … soch ke hi control nahi ho raha,” usne kaha aur gaadi start kar

Gaadi farmhouse ki taraf badh rahi thi. Aaspaas khet, ped, bilkul shanti. Main window se baahar dekh rahi thi, lekin dil mein ek hi baat ghoom rahi thi…


Mahesh ne farm house ke raaste pe car chal rahi thi. Bahar dhoop thi, raasta khaali, trees ke beech se guzar raha tha. Main side seat pe baithi thi, peach kurta pehne, salwar neeche, andar red bra-panty. Pehle toh main normal baat kar rahi thi, lekin uski nazar baar-baar mere chest pe jaa rahi thi.

Thodi der baad usne left haath se steering sambhalti hui right haath meri taraf badhaya. Pehle toh sirf mere haath ko dabaaya, phir dheere se meri thighs pe rakh diya. Main chup chap baithi rahi. Usne salwar ke upar se hi thighs ko sahlaana shuru kiya, upar ki taraf badhta hua. Jab uski ungliyan kurta ke neeche tak pahunchi, tab usne dheere se kurta ko upar ki taraf khinchna shuru kiya.

“Mahesh… raaste pe…” main dheemi awaaz mein boli, lekin rokne wali awaaz nahi thi.

Usne muskuraate hue kaha, “Koi nahi hai. Aur neeche toh nahi chhed raha.”  

Kurta dheere-dheere upar uthta gaya. Pehle meri pet ki skin nazar aayi, phir navel. Usne kurta ko aur upar kiya, jab tak red bra ka neeche wala hissa dikhne laga. Bra ka lace clear dikh raha tha. Usne kurta ko meri chest ke upar tak fold karke chhod diya, taaki meri dono boobs red bra mein bandhi hui uske saamne hon.

Usne steering ek haath se sambhali aur doosre haath se pehle ek bra cup ko upar se dabaaya. Soft lace ke through meri boob ko sahlaane laga. Thumb se nipple ke upar ghumaya, jo already hard ho chuka tha. Main saans rok kar baithi rahi. Phir usne doosri side bhi same tarah se dabaaya. Dono boobs ko bra ke upar se hi masalne laga – kabhi dheere, kabhi thoda zor se.

“Itni tight bra pehni hai aaj…” usne kaha, awaaz mein hasi thi.  

Usne bra ke upper edge ko ungli se andar ki taraf dhakel diya. Lace meri skin pe khisak gaya aur meri ek boob ka upper hissa nanga ho gaya. Nipple bilkul free. Usne turant usko ungliyon se pakad liya, dheere se masla, phir lightly pinch kiya. Main muh band karke seat pe dhas gayi.  

Ab usne doosri side bhi same kiya. Dono boobs bra se nikal aayi thin, sirf neeche ka band aur straps pehne hue. Kurta upar folded pada tha. Mahesh ab free haath se meri dono nangi boobs ko masal raha tha – kabhi unko upar uthaata, kabhi dono ko saath dabaata, kabhi nipples ko ungliyon ke beech leke ghumata.  

Raasta seedha tha isliye usne thodi der ke liye car slow ki aur meri taraf jhuk gaya. Muh laake ek nipple ko choos liya. Garam jeebh se gola banaya, phir lightly kaata. Main ek halki si aah nikaal di. Usne doosri side bhi same kiya – choosa, jeebh ghumayi, phir lips se kheench ke chhoda.  

Phir wapas seedha baith gaya, lekin haath nahi hataya. Ab dono haathon se (ek steering pe, ek meri chest pe) meri boobs ko khel raha tha. Kabhi unko tight pakad ke dabaata, kabhi sirf nipples ko hi focus karta. Meri saansein tez ho gayi thi. Kurta ab bilkul upar tha, meri poori upper body almost nangi, sirf red bra ke straps aur neeche ka band bacha hua.

Usne ek baar meri aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, “Neeche abhi nahi. Sirf upar. Farm house tak yahi khelunga.”  

Aur phir se uski ungliyan meri hard nipples pe ghumne lagi… kabhi lightly scratch karti, kabhi unko beech mein leke kheenchti. Main window se bahar dekhne ki koshish karti, lekin har baar uske haath ke pressure se meri aankhein band ho jaati.  

Car chal rahi thi, raasta khaali tha, aur main… kurta upar, red bra half-down, dono boobs uske haathon mein… bas itna hi. Neeche salwar aur red panty abhi tak bilkul safe thi. Lekin meri body pehle se hi garam ho chuki thi.

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Hy friend s


Yaha pe likhne vali story ki tarah meri bhi kuchh fantacy thi .
Kuchh arman the .
Kya uske lie muje meri fantasy ki story likhni chahiye.




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Yaha pe likhne vali story ki tarah meri bhi kuchh fantacy thi .
Kuchh arman the .
Kya uske lie muje meri fantasy ki story likhni chahiye.




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UPDET 17


Car farm house ke gate ke saamne rukte hi ek ajeeb si khamoshi ne mujhe gher liya. Engine band hote hi poori duniya jaise ruk gayi. Bahar sirf dooron ka halka jhonka tha, dooron ke peechhe se door si chidiyaon ki awaaz, aur door ke neeche se thodi si sukhi pattiyon ki sarsarahat. Koi gadi nahi, koi aadmi nahi, koi door-padosi nahi. Sirf hum dono.

Mahesh ne meri taraf dekha. Meri kurta abhi bhi thodi si upar thi, red bra ke cups uske haathon se dabe hue, nipples ab bhi tight. Usne dheere se meri kurta neeche ki, bra ko wapas set kiya, phir door khola. Main utri. Pair zameen pe padte hi thodi si kamzori mehsoos hui, jaise meri taangon mein dum nahi bacha ho. Hawa thodi si thandi thi, jo meri garam skin pe padte hi rongte khade kar rahi thi.

Usne mera haath pakda. Uske haath garam the, thode se paseene se chipchipaye. Woh mujhe andar le gaya. Farm house chhota sa tha, purana, lekin saaf. Charon taraf harayali, door door tak koi awaaz nahi. Andar ka room bada tha. Beech mein ek bada double bed, safed clean sheets, do soft pillows. Window se natural roshni aa rahi thi, parda halka sa hila raha tha. Koi bulb nahi jalaya usne. Sirf woh natural light jo meri skin pe gir rahi thi.

Darwaza band hua. Click. Phir wapas poori shaanti.

Hum dono ek doosre ke saamne khade the. Main pehle usko dekh rahi thi. Usne apna t-shirt dono haathon se pakad ke upar ki taraf khinchna shuru kiya. Dheere-dheere. Pehle uska pet dikha, phir seene ki skin, thodi si chest hair, phir poora upper body nanga. T-shirt usne side rakh di. Phir usne jeans ka button khola. Zipper ki awaaz bilkul saaf sunai di us khamoshi mein. Jeans ko usne dono haathon se neeche dhakela, pairon se nikaala. Ab woh sirf dark colour ki underwear mein khada tha. Uske thighs tight the, underwear ke andar uska excitement clear dikh raha tha.

Ab meri baari.

Woh mere paas aaya. Itna kareeb ki uski saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi. Pehle usne mera dupatta pakda aur dheere se nikaal diya. Dupatta bed pe gir gaya. Phir usne dono haath meri kurta ke neeche daale. Uske haath meri kamar pe the, garam. Usne kurta ko upar ki taraf uthana shuru kiya. Main haath upar uthaaye khadi rahi. Kurta meri skin pe se khisakta hua upar gaya, pehle pet, phir navel, phir meri red bra. Kurta sir se nikalte waqt meri baal thode se bigad gaye. Ab main sirf red bra aur salwar mein thi.

Usne peeche se bra ka hook pakda. Ek second rukaa… phir click. Hook khul gaya. Straps meri kandhon se dheere-dheere khisakne lage. Bra aage se dheelа hua, phir neeche gir gaya. Meri dono boobs free ho gayi. Thodi si hawa unpe padi to nipples aur tight ho gaye. Woh unko dekh raha tha, lekin abhi chhua nahi. Sirf dekh raha tha. Meri saans tez ho gayi thi.

Phir usne meri salwar ke naade ko pakda. Dheere se khola. Naada khulte hi salwar meri kamar se dheelа ho gaya. Usne dono haathon se salwar ko neeche ki taraf dhakelna shuru kiya. Salwar meri hips se hote hue thighs pe aayi, phir aur neeche. Main khud usko pairon se nikaal ke side kar diya. Ab main sirf red lace panty mein khadi thi. Panty thin thi, sides se straps, aur beech mein meri shape clear dikh rahi thi. Usne meri aankhon mein dekha, phir apni underwear ko bhi neeche utaar diya. Ab woh bhi bilkul nanga tha.

Ab beech mein sirf meri red panty bachi thi.

Woh ek kadam aage aaya. Uske nange seene ki garmi meri nangi skin pe pad rahi thi. Usne dono haath meri panty ke side straps pe rakhe. Ungliyan andar ki taraf gayi. Dheere-dheere usne panty ko neeche khinchna shuru kiya. Lace meri skin pe se sarakta hua neeche gaya. Pehle hips, phir thighs. Panty meri ankles tak aayi. Main ek pair uthake usko bilkul nikaal diya. Ab main bhi poori tarah nangi thi.

Room bilkul shaant tha. Sirf hamari saanson ki awaaz. Meri boobs thodi si hil rahi thi saans lene se. Uske body se garmi aa rahi thi. Usne mujhe bed ki taraf dhakela. Main pehle bed ke kinare baithi, phir dheere se let gayi. Safed sheet thandi thi meri garam body ke neeche. Woh mere upar aaya, lekin poora wazan nahi dala. Uske haath mere baalon mein gaye, phir meri gardan pe, phir neeche meri boobs ke kinare tak aake ruk gaye.

Woh meri aankhon mein dekh raha tha. Main uski.  

Charon taraf bilkul shaanti thi. Door, hawa, bed, aur hum dono… bilkul nange, ek doosre ke itne kareeb ki ab koi kapda beech mein nahi tha.  

Usne dheere se kaha, “Ab…”  

Aur uski ungliyan meri skin pe hilne lagi.


Room ki shaanti ab bhi waise hi thi. Sirf hamari saansein aur bed ki sheets ki halki sarsarahat. Mahesh mere upar jhukа hua tha, lekin abhi andar nahi aaya tha. Usne pehle meri dono kalaaiyan pakad ke mere sir ke upar rakh di. Main bilkul khuli hui leti thi, nangi, uske neeche.

Usne pehle mera muh chuma – gehri, lambi kiss. Jeebh meri jeebh se lipat gayi. Phir uske lips meri gardan pe aaye. Dheere-dheere chooste hue, kaatte hue neeche jaane lage. Meri collarbone pe rukе, phir aur neeche. Jab uske lips meri boobs ke upar aaye to usne pehle sirf jeebh se ek nipple ko chatа. Phir poora muh laga ke choosne laga – kabhi dheere, kabhi thoda zor se. Doosri side bhi same. Main aankhein band kiye siskari nikaal rahi thi. Uske haath meri kamar pe the, phir neeche meri hips pe.



Woh aur neeche gaya. Meri pet pe kisses, navel mein jeebh ghumayi, phir aur neeche. Jab uske lips meri thighs ke beech aaye to maine apne pair thode se khol diye. Usne pehle meri inner thighs ko choosa, phir seedha meri chut pe muh rakh diya. Garam jeebh se beech wali line pe upar se neeche tak chatа. Phir clit ko lips mein leke dheere-dheere choosne laga. Main kamar uthane lagi, lekin usne mujhe daba ke rakha. Uski jeebh andar-bahar, clit pe circles, kabhi do ungliyan dheere se andar daal ke. Main zor-zor se saans le rahi thi, siskari nikal rahi thi – “Ahh… Mahesh… aahh…”

Kaafi der tak usne bas yahi kiya. Jab meri thighs kaampne lagi aur main almost edge pe pahunch gayi, tab usne muh hataya. Main haath badha ke uska lund pakad liya. Woh pehle se hi pura tight tha. Maine pehle upar se neeche tak sahlaaya, phir muh laake uske tip ko choosa. Jeebh ghumayi, phir dheere-dheere andar lene lagi. Woh bhi siskari nikaal raha tha. Maine usko jitna ho saka andar liya, gale tak, phir bahar nikaal ke phir se. Kaafi der tak yeh chalta raha – mera muh uske lund pe, uske haath mere baalon mein.

Phir usne mujhe rok diya. “Ab bed pe hi…” usne kaha.

Woh mere upar aaya. Missionary. Mere pairon ko thoda aur khola. Usne apna lund meri chut ke muhane pe rakha. Main neeche dekha – woh sach mein bahut mota tha. Pehle jo maine socha tha usse zyada. Aadha inch zyada motai, aur lambai lagbhag 8.5 inch. Tip se lekar neeche tak ekdum kalu jaisa gehra rang, thick veins. Maine thoda sa darr ke saath kaha, “Mahesh… bahut mota hai…”

Usne dheere se kaha, “Dheere se lungа. Bataana.”

Usne pehle sirf tip ko meri geeli chut pe ragda. Upar-neeche. Phir thoda sa pressure diya. Tip andar gaya. Main muh band karke siskari nikaali – “Ummhh…”  

Woh aur andar dhakelne laga. Bahut dheere. Har inch pe rukta, meri reaction dekhта. Jab aadha andar gaya to mujhe stretch ka pressure clearly mehsoos hua. Itna mota tha ki meri deewarein poori tarah fail rahi thi. Takleef ho rahi thi, lekin geeli hone ki wajah se andar ja raha tha. Main uske kandhon ko pakde hue thi, nakhun thode se gaad diye.

“Ahh… dheere… bahut mota… aahh…”

Usne aur andar diya. Ab teen-chaar inch. Main zor se saans le rahi thi. Phir ek lambe dhakke ke saath woh poora andar tak pahunch gaya. 8.5 inch meri chut ke andar. Main aankhein badi karke “Aahhh…!” nikaal di. Pet tak pressure mehsoos ho raha tha. Thodi der usne bilkul hilaaya nahi. Sirf andar rukа hua. Meri saansein tez thi, chut uske lund ke around tightly dabi hui.

Phir usne dheere-dheere hilana shuru kiya. Bahar nikaalta – almost tip tak – phir dheere se poora andar. Har dhakke pe meri siskari nikal rahi thi. “Ahh… ahh… ummhh…”  

Body ka takrav shuru hua. Uske seene se meri boobs dabaayi ja rahi thi. Uske hips mere hips se takra rahe the – thap-thap ki awaaz. Pehle soft, phir thoda tez. Main uske neeche litayi hui thi, pair uski kamar pe lapete hue. Har baar jab woh poora andar jata to meri aankhein band ho jaati aur muh se awaaz nikal jaati.

Woh dheere-dheere speed badhane laga. Ab dhakke lambe aur thode zor ke ho rahe the. Lund itna mota tha ki har baar bahar nikalte waqt meri chut usko kheenchti hui mehsoos hoti. Andar jaate waqt poori tarah fail jaati. Takleef ab pleasure mein badal rahi thi, lekin stretch ab bhi clearly feel ho raha tha.

“Mahesh… aahh… itna mota… andar tak… aahh…”

Usne mera ek pair uthake apne kandhe pe rakh diya. Ab aur gehrai mein ja raha tha. Har dhakke pe bed ki halki si awaaz, hamari skin ki takrav ki awaaz, aur meri siskariyan. Main uske peeth pe nakhun pher rahi thi. Uske muh se bhi dheemi awaazein aa rahi thi.

Kaafi der tak yahi chalta raha. Dheere, gehre, lambe dhakke. Kabhi woh ruk ke sirf andar ghumata, kabhi tez karta. Meri chut ab poori tarah uske shape mein dhal chuki thi, lekin motai ki wajah se ab bhi tight feel ho raha tha. Paseena dono ke body pe aa gaya tha. Meri boobs uske seene se chipki hui, nipples ragad kha rahe the.

Main feel kar rahi thi ki main edge pe hoon. Andar se pressure badh raha tha. “Mahesh… main… aahh… nikalne wali hoon…”

Usne speed thodi aur badha di. Dhakke ab tez aur gehre. Har baar poora lund andar, hips ka zor se takrav. Main uske neeche kaamp rahi thi. Phir ek lambe dhakke ke saath meri body tight ho gayi. “Aahhhhh…!”  



Maine kabhi socha nahi tha ki kisi aur ka lund itna garam, itna mota, itna gehra lagega. Apne husband ka alag hai… yeh alag. Yeh jaise meri chut ko cheerta ja raha ho, phir bhi main usko rok nahi rahi.

“Anita…” usne dheere se kaha, saans bhari hui. “Kitni tight hai tu…”

Main kuch bol nahi paayi. Sirf aah nikal gayi. Uska lund meri geeli chut mein dheere-dheere andar bahar ho raha tha. Har dhakke mein meri chuchiyaan uske seene se ragad kha rahi thi. Mere pair uske kamar ke peeche bandhe hue the, usko aur andar khinchne ke liye.

Maine apne aap ko rokne ki koshish ki. Socha—yeh galat hai. Yeh uski biwi… meri saheli… agar pata chal gaya toh…  
Par uske lund ne meri soch tod di.

Woh tez hone laga.  
Thap… thap… thap…  
Mera chut uske lund ko nigalte ja raha tha. Pani nikal raha tha, bilkul zor se. Bed ki chaadar geeli ho chuki thi mere neeche. Uski balls meri gaand se takra rahi thi har baar jab woh pura andar jhadta.

“Mahesh… dheere…” maine kaanphe hue awaaz mein kaha, lekin mera haath uske peeth pe zor se chipka hua tha. Main usko rok nahi rahi thi. Main usko aur andar khinch rahi thi.

Woh rukta nahi.  
Woh meri aankhon mein dekh raha tha.  
Aur main uski aankhon mein.

Pehli baar kisi gair mard ka lund meri chut mein itna gehra, itna control mein. Uski saansen meri gardan pe gir rahi thi. Uska paseena meri chuchiyon pe. Aur meri chut… bilkul khul ke usko lene lagi thi.

“Anita… main… main nikalne wala hoon…” usne kaanpha.

Main bhi.  
Mera pet tight ho raha tha. Meri tangen uske kamar pe kas rahi thi. Meri chut uske lund ko nichod rahi thi, jaise nikalna hi nahi chahti.

“Nikal… andar… please…” maine bilkul dheemi awaaz mein kaha.  
Apne husband ke alawa pehli baar kisi ko andar nikalne de rahi thi. Aur woh bhi… Mahesh ko.

Usne ek last, gehra, zor ka dhakka maara.  
Pura lund meri chut ke bilkul end tak.  
Aur phir… uska garam, gadha veerya meri chut mein phutne laga.  
Ek… do… teen… zor-zor se dhakke. Har baar meri chut usko nichodti, uska maal andar soak karti.

Aur main… main bhi tut gayi.  
Mera orgasm uske upar aa gaya. Meri chut dhadakne lagi, uske lund ko kas ke pakad ke. Meri aankhen band ho gayi. Mere munh se sirf uska naam nikal raha tha—bilkul dheemi, kaanpti awaaz mein.

“Mahesh… Mahesh… haan… andar… pura…”

Woh meri upar gira pada tha. Lund abhi bhi andar. Meri chut uske garam maal se bhari hui. Dono saansein phooli hui. Paseena. Geeli chaadar. Aur woh silence… jisme sirf humari dhadkanein thi.saansein tez. Lund ab bhi andar tha, thoda dhila padta hua, lekin abhi nahi nikaala. Main uske neeche litayi hui, aankhein band, body ab bhi halki si kaamp rahi thi. Uske paani meri thighs tak geela kar rahe the.

Room mein ab bhi shaanti thi… bas hamari tez saansein aur bed ki halki si sarsarahat.


Thodi der tak hum dono bilkul chup chap letе rahe. Mahesh abhi bhi mere upar tha, lund dheela padta hua meri chut ke andar. Dono ki saansein tez thi, body paseene se geeli. Usne dheere se apna lund bahar nikaala. Nikalte waqt meri chut se uska paani bhi thoda sa bahar aa gaya, jo meri thighs pe geela kar raha tha. Woh meri bagal mein let gaya.

Main thodi der aankhein band kiye padi rahi. Body ab bhi halki si kaamp rahi thi pehli baar ke climax se. Phir maine side se uski taraf dekha. Uska lund ab soft tha, lekin abhi bhi mota aur lamba dikh raha tha. Maine haath badhaake usko pakad liya. Dheere-dheere upar se neeche sahlaane lagi. Palm se uske pure length ko feel kiya – woh thick veins, woh heavy feel. Thodi der aise hi sahlaati rahi. Aram se, bina jaldi ke. Usne aankhein band kiye hue halki si siskari nikaali.

Mere haath ke touch se uska lund phir se jeene laga. Dheere-dheere tight hone laga, mota hone laga. Maine usko aur ache se sahlaaya – kabhi pure lund ko mutthi mein leke upar-neeche, kabhi sirf tip ko ungliyon se ghumaya. Jab woh poora tight ho gaya, tab main uth kar uske upar chadh gayi.

Main uske pet pe baithi. Uske lund ko apne haath se pakad ke apni chut ke muhane pe rakha. Woh abhi bhi itna mota tha ki pehle thoda pressure dena pada. Tip andar gaya. Main dheere-dheere neeche baithne lagi. Har inch pe meri siskari nikal rahi thi – “Ahh… ummhh… aahh…”  

Jab aadha andar gaya to maine thoda ruk kar saans li. Phir aur neeche. Aakhir mein main poori tarah baith gayi. 8.5 inch ka mota lund meri chut ke andar bilkul end tak. Main uske seene pe dono haath rakh ke thodi der aise hi baithi rahi, bas feel karti hui.

Phir maine hilna shuru kiya.

Pehle dheere-dheere. Upar uth ti, neeche baithti. Har baar jab main neeche aati to uska lund poora andar chala jata aur meri siskari nikal jaati. “Ahh… ahh…”  

Thodi der baad maine speed badha di. Ab main zor se uchal-uchal kar baith rahi thi. Har baar meri hips uske hips se zor se takra rahi thi – thap… thap… thap… ki saaf awaaz. Mere boobs bhi saath-saath uchal rahe the – upar-neeche, tez. Itne zor se ki woh uske seene se takra rahe the kabhi-kabhi.

Main aur tez hone lagi. Ab poori tarah se uchal rahi thi. Har dhakke pe meri awaaz tezz hoti ja rahi thi. “Aahh… aahh… Mahesh… aahhh…!”  

Phir main chillane lagi. “Ahhh… itna andar… aahhh…!”  

Mere boobs itne zor se uchal rahe the ki unka weight clearly feel ho raha tha. Main uske seene pe haath rakh ke balance banaye hue thi, lekin body poori tarah se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Chut uske motе lund pe baar-baar slide kar rahi thi – geeli, tight, aur har baar poora le rahi thi.

Pehli baar ka climax bahut jaldi aa gaya. Main ekdum se ruk si gayi, body tight hui, aur zor se chili – “Aahhhhh…!”  

Mera paani nikalne laga. Chut uske lund ko pakad ke dhakke de rahi thi. Main kaampte hue uske upar baithi rahi. Lekin maine rukna nahi tha. Thodi der saans leke maine phir se hilna shuru kiya. Ab aur tez.  

Doosri baar ke liye body phir se tight hone lagi. Main ab bilkul paagal ki tarah uchal rahi thi. Boobs itne zor se hil rahe the ki unki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi. “Aahh… aahh… aahhh… main phir se… aahhh…!”  

Doosri baar aur tez climax aaya. Main zor se chili, body kaampi, aur phir se paani nikalne laga. Is baar itna ki meri thighs tak geela ho gaya.

Uske baad main thodi si dheemi pad gayi, lekin hilna band nahi kiya. Ab bas uske liye. Usne mere hips pakad liye the aur neeche se bhi dhakke de raha tha. Main uske upar uchal rahi thi, awaazein nikaal rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the.

Aakhir mein usne bhi siskari maari – gehre, lambe. Uske haath meri hips pe zor se dabe, aur usne neeche se ek last zor ka dhakka diya. Main clearly feel kar rahi thi – uska garam paani meri chut ke andar force se nikal raha tha. Pulse… pulse… pulse…  

Main uske upar gir si gayi. Seene se seena chipka hua. Dono ki saansein itni tez thi ki room mein sirf yahi awaaz aa rahi thi. Usка lund ab bhi andar tha, dheela padta hua, lekin abhi nahi nikaala.

Main uske upar litayi hui, aankhein band, body bilkul thak chuki thi… lekin andar ab bhi uska paani geela kar raha tha.


Do round ke baad dono bilkul thak chuke the. Main abhi bhi uske upar hi thi, uska lund ab soft ho chuka tha meri chut ke andar. Thodi der baad usne dheere se mujhe side mein lita diya. Hum dono bilkul nange, ek doosre se chipke hue, bed pe letе the. Room mein ab bhi wahi shaanti thi – sirf hamari saansein aur door se aati hawa ki awaaz.

Mahesh ne mera ek haath pakda aur apni chest pe rakh liya. Thodi der chup raha, phir dheere se bola…

“Anita… ek baat poochun?”

Main aankhein band kiye hue thi, thakaan mein. “Hmm… poochho.”

Usne meri kamar pe haath pherte hue kaha, “Woh hotel wala din… yaad hai? Jab main pehli baar tujhe dekha tha.”

Main thoda sa chup hui. Woh baat kaafi purani thi. Maine aankhein kholi aur uski taraf dekha. “Kaunsa din?”

Hotel ke kamre me tune or kalu ne chudai ki thi jo mene tumhare husband ko bola tha or vo tumpe gussa huaa tha or jagda bhi huaa tha tumhara .

Main chup chap sun rahi thi. Uske haath ab meri hips pe the, dheere-dheere sahla rahe the.

Usne aage kaha, “Main camera me dekha tha Tu bilkul nangi uske neeche leti hui thi. Woh kalu… itna mota aur kala lund tujhmein daale hue dhakke maar raha tha. Tu uske neeche chillа rahi thi… ‘Ahhh… ahhh… aur zor se…’ Tere boobs uske seene se dabe hue the, pair uski kamar pe lapete hue. Aur tera yeh gadraaya hua badan… hips, thighs, pet… sab kuch uske kaale haathon mein daba hua tha.”

Merе andar ek ajeeb si garmi phail gayi uski baaton se. Maine dheere se kaha, “Tu… dekh raha tha?”

“Haan,” usne seedha kaha. “Main hotel me nokar ne chupae hue  camera se sab dekh liya tha. Tu uske neeche itni paagal ho rahi thi. Woh tujhe uthа-uthа ke dhakke maar raha tha. Tere boobs itne zor se hil rahe the. Aur jab usne tujhe doggy banaaya… teri yeh moti gaand uske haathon mein, aur woh kala lund poora andar tak ja raha tha… tab main samajh gaya.”

Usne meri gaand pe zor se dabaaya. “Is gadraaye hue badan ke liye main pagal ho gaya usi din. Itni mature, itni juicy body… koi patli-si ladki nahi. Poori aurat. Us kalu ke neeche tu itni sexy lag rahi thi ki main wahan se hat hi nahi paaya. Main khada-khada dekhта raha jab tak usne tujhe andar hi nahi jhada.”

Main thoda sa sharma si gayi, lekin uske haath ab meri chut pe aa chuke the. Dheere-dheere sahla rahe the.




Usne meri aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, “Us din ke baad se main tujhe dhundhта raha. Sochта raha ki ek din main bhi is body ko aise hi le paaun. Itna gadraaya hua, itna soft, itna tight… aur aaj aakhir le liya.”

Usne meri ek boob ko pakad ke dabaaya. “Yeh boobs… us din bhi itne hi hil rahe the uske neeche. Aur yeh gaand… us kalu ke haathon mein dabi hui. Main dekhта raha tha tu kaise uske mote lund ko poora le rahi thi. Teri siskariyan, tera chillana… sab yaad hai.”

Main uske seene pe haath rakh ke boli, “Tab se… tujhe interest ho gaya tha?”

“Interest nahi,” usne meri chut mein ek ungli daalte hue kaha, “deewangi ho gayi thi. Is gadraaye hue badan ke liye. Main sochта tha kab yeh thighs mere haathon mein hongi, kab yeh chut mere lund pe baithеgi. Aur aaj… do round ke baad bhi main tujhe dekh ke pagal ho raha hoon.”

Usne mujhe apni taraf kheench liya. Hum dono bilkul chipak gaye. Uske soft lund meri thighs se touch ho raha tha.

Main dheere se boli, “Us din… woh bahut mota tha.”

Mahesh ne meri gaand pe haath pherte hue kaha, “Haan… maine dekha tha. Tu uske neeche takleef mein bhi thi, lekin maza bhi le rahi thi. Tera face… aankhein band, muh khula… bilkul waise jaise aaj tha mere neeche.”

Usne meri aankhon mein dekhte hue aage kaha, “Anita… main tujhe us din se chahta tha. Is mature, gadraaye hue badan ko. Aur aaj jab tu mere upar uchal rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the, tu chilа rahi thi… tab mujhe wahi scene yaad aa raha tha. Bas farq itna tha ki ab woh kalu nahi… main tha.”

Main uske lips pe ungli rakh ke chup kara diya. Phir uske kareeb aake dheere se boli, “Ab tu hai… aur yeh badan ab sirf tere liye hai.”

Usne mujhe tightly pakad liya. Room ki shaanti mein bas hamari saansein thi… aur beech mein woh purani baatein jo ab dono ke beech nangi pad chuki thi.


Purani baaton ke baad room mein ek alag si garmi fail gayi thi. Mahesh ka lund phir se tight hone laga tha mere thighs se ragad khaate hue. Usne mera muh pakad ke gehra chuma. Jeebh meri jeebh se lipat gayi. Main uske seene pe haath pherte hue uske lund ko pakad liya – woh phir se pura hard, mota aur garam ho chuka tha.

“Aakhri baar…” usne mere kaan mein kaha.

Usne mujhe seedha litа diya. Missionary se shuru kiya. Mere pairon ko khol ke apna lund meri geeli chut pe ragda, phir ek lambe dhakke ke saath poora andar tak daal diya. Main aankhein band karke siskari nikaali – “Aahhh…!”  

Woh dheere-dheere hilne laga. Har dhakke pe meri boobs upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Main uske peeth pe nakhun pher rahi thi. “Ahh… ahh… Mahesh… andar tak… aahh…”  

Thodi der baad usne mere dono pair uthake apne kandhon pe rakh diye. Ab aur gehrai mein ja raha tha. Har dhakke pe uske hips meri gaand se zor se takra rahe the – thap… thap… thap… Main chilane lagi – “Aahhh… itna gehra… aahhh…!”  

Phir usne achanak ruk ke mujhe ghumа diya. Main pet ke bal let gayi. Usne mere hips uthаye aur peeche se apna lund meri chut mein daal diya. Doggy. Pehle dheere, phir tez. Uske haath meri gaand pe the, zor se daba rahe the. Har dhakke pe meri boobs bed pe ragad kha rahi thi. Main muh sheets mein dabaaye hue siskari nikaal rahi thi – “Ummhh… aahh… aahh…”  

Usne meri baal pakad liye aur peeche kheenche. Ab meri gardan upar thi. Main bilkul paagal ki tarah chilane lagi – “Aahhhh… Mahesh… aur zor se… aahhh…!”  

Uske dhakke ab bahut tez the. Lund poora andar-bahar, hips ka zor se takrav, meri gaand hil rahi thi. Main ek haath aage badha ke bed pakde hue thi, doosre haath se apni ek boob daba rahi thi. Awaazein room mein gunj rahi thi.

Thodi der baad usne mujhe phir ghumаya. Ab main side mein leti thi. Usne mera ek pair upar uthаya aur peeche se hi lund andar daal diya. Side position. Uske haath aage aake meri boobs pakad liye. Dono boobs ko zor se masalte hue dhakke maar raha tha. Main uske haath pe apna haath rakh ke siskari nikaal rahi thi – “Ahh… ahh… boobs… aahh…”  

Har dhakke pe meri body aage-peeche ho rahi thi. Uske seene se meri peeth chipki hui thi. Main uske kaan mein chillа rahi thi – “Aahhh… kitna mota… aahhh…!”  

Phir usne mujhe upar kheench liya. Main uske lund pe baith gayi. Cowgirl. Is baar main khud control mein thi. Maine dono haath uske seene pe rakh ke zor se uchalna shuru kiya. Har baar neeche baithte hue poora lund andar chala jata. Mere boobs itne zor se uchal rahe the ki unka weight clear feel ho raha tha. Main chilа rahi thi – “Aahhh… aahhh… dekh kaise hil rahe hain… aahhh…!”  

Usne mere hips pakad ke neeche se bhi dhakke dene shuru kiye. Ab dono mil ke hil rahe the. Takrav ki awaaz, meri siskariyan, uski bhi dheemi awaazein. Main itni tez uchal rahi thi ki bed ki sarsarahat bhi tezz ho gayi thi.

Aakhir mein usne mujhe phir neeche litа diya. Missionary. Mere pair uski kamar pe lapet liye. Ab bilkul aakhri dhakke. Tez, gehre, zor ke. Har baar poora lund, hips ka takrav, meri chikh – “Aahhhhh… Mahesh… main… aahhh… nikalne wali… aahhhhh…!”  

Mera climax itne zor se aaya ki main uske neeche kaampne lagi. Chut uske lund ko pakad ke dhakke de rahi thi. Main bilkul chilа di – “Aahhhhhh…!”  

Uske kuch dhakke baad usne bhi siskari maari. Gehre, lambe. Usne meri gaand pakad ke ek last zor ka dhakka diya aur andar hi jhadne laga. Main clearly feel kar rahi thi – uska garam paani force se meri chut ke andar nikal raha tha. Pulse… pulse… pulse…  




Woh mere upar gir gaya. Dono bilkul paseene se geele, saansein upar-neeche. Lund ab bhi andar tha, dheela padta hua. Main uske neeche litayi hui, aankhein band, body ab bilkul thak chuki thi.

Aakhri round khatam. Room ki shaanti mein bas hamari tez saansein bachi thi… aur beech mein woh geela, garam ehsaas jo ab bhi meri thighs tak faila hua tha.


Aakhri dhakke ke baad Mahesh mere upar hi gira hua tha. Dono ki saansein itni tez thi ki room mein sirf yahi awaaz gunj rahi thi – haa… haa… haa… Uske seene se meri boobs dabi hui thi, dono ke paseene mil kar ek sticky layer bana rahe the. Main uske neeche bilkul sukh si padi thi. Body mein dum nahi bacha tha. Taangein thodi si kaamp rahi thi ab bhi, chut ke andar uska lund dheela padta hua pada tha, aur uska paani dheere-dheere bahar nikal kar meri thighs ke beech geela kar raha tha.

Thodi der baad usne dheere se apna lund bahar nikaala. Nikalte waqt ek geeli si awaaz aayi. Uske saath uska paani bhi thoda sa bahar aa gaya, jo safed-white, thick, meri chut ke muhane pe aur thighs pe fail gaya. Main aankhein band kiye hue feel kar rahi thi – andar ab bhi geela aur thoda sa khula-khula ehsaas. Meri chut halki si dhadak rahi thi, jaise ab bhi uske shape ko yaad kar rahi ho.

Mahesh meri bagal mein let gaya. Dono bilkul nange, paseene se chamakte hue. Uske seene pe, pet pe, aur mere boobs pe paseene ki boondein thi. Meri baal bilkul bigde hue, kuch face pe chipke, kuch bed pe failе. Uske baal bhi gile the. Meri gardan pe, boobs pe aur thighs ke andar unilateral red marks the – uske haathon aur muh ke. Meri nipples ab bhi thode se tight aur sensitive the. Uske lund pe ab bhi meri chut ka geelaap aur uska khud ka paani chipka hua tha.

Main side se uski taraf mudi. Uske body pe bhi meri nakhunon ke halkе marks the – peeth pe, kandhon pe. Uske thighs pe meri geeli si nishani. Dono ke body se ek mixed smell aa rahi thi – paseena, sex, aur thodi si perfume jo subah lagayi thi.

Ab room ki taraf nazar gayi.

Kapde bilkul bikhre hue the. Darwaze ke paas meri peach colour ki kurta padi thi, ulți-pulti. Uske paas hi red bra – straps khule hue, ek cup andar ki taraf muda hua. Red panty bed ke neeche kisi kone mein giri hui thi. Meri salwar window ke paas, naada khula hua. Dupatta bed ke ek kone se latak raha tha.  

Mahesh ke kapde bhi waisi hi haalat mein the. Uska t-shirt chair ke peechhe girа hua. Jeans bed ke kinare se neeche, ek pair andar ki taraf. Underwear room ke beech floor pe padi thi. Sab kuch aise failа hua jaise kisi ne jaan-bujh kar bikher diya ho.






Bed ki chadar… woh sabse zyada bigdi hui thi. Safed sheets ab bilkul gandi ho chuki thi. Beech mein ek bada sa geela hissa tha – hamare paseene aur paani se. Kuch jagah wrinkles pad gaye the, jahan maine haath pakde the ya pair ghasе the. Ek pillow girа hua tha floor pe. Doosra pillow mere sir ke neeche daba hua, thoda sa geela. Chadar ke kinare bilkul khisak gaye the, mattress ki ek taraf nazar aa rahi thi. Jahan-jahan hum hilе the, wahan sheets mein deep folds pad gaye the. Thodi si safed si nishani bhi thi – uske paani ki – jo ab sookhne lagi thi.

Room mein ab bhi wahi shaanti thi. Sirf hamari dheemi hoti saansein. Hawa window se aa rahi thi, jo hamari gili body pe padte hi thandak de rahi thi. Main uske seene pe haath rakh ke leti rahi. Uske heart ki dhadkan ab dheemi padti ja rahi thi.

Dono ke body bilkul thakе hue, geele, marks wale. Kapde room mein bikhre. Bed ki chadar… ab kisi saaf cheez jaisi nahi dikh rahi thi.

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