12-11-2019, 05:48 PM
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Apne sir ke niche garm laude ka touch,mammo pe Aslam ke kadak haath aur uske samne niche faili nangi chut yeh haal Roopa ko ajeeb laga.Ek paraye mard ne usse karib-karib nangi kiya tha aur ab personal sawal pooch raha tha.Jhango mai apni chut chupate Hari ki taraf dekhte Razia ekdum hi besharmi se boli, “Pati khel raha hai aisa lagna chahiye na Chacha? Lekin kabhi usne khela ho tab pata chale na ki khel kise kehte hai? Woh to bus kapde nikalke zara chumta hai aur ghusane dekhta hai. Rahi baat Razi ke auzar ki, to hoga uska auzar koi 4-4.5″ ka. Paani chorne ki baat karte ho Chacha? Mare ched mai jane se pehle hi ya to humari rajai ya kambal gili ho jati hai to mai kya karu? Chacha aapne yeh sab pucha aur maine jawab diya lekin aisi nighty se vasana kaise bharegi yeh to batao na?”
Ek haath se mamme masalte dusra haath Razia ki nangi jhang pe ghumate Hari bola, “Oh acha? Matlab woh kya tujhe nangi karke ghusata hai? Tujhe nangi karke, jism masalke, hooth, sina pet nahi chumta? Tare yeh nokile nipple bacche jaisa nahi chusta? Teri jhango ke bich ki daraar sehlake kabhi chat nahi leta? Sirf 4-4.5″ ka hatiyaar hai uska? Tabhi itne jaldi pani chor deta hai saala. Ab beti in kapdo ki baat, Razia ab tu ek paraye ***** mard ke samne aaise aadhi nangi gown mai rahegi to teri vasana bhadkegi na? Teri vasana bhadki to mujhe tera ilaz karne mai aasani hogi kyoki tu meri sab baate manegi.”
“Chacha …kitni baar kahu apne bedroom ki bate? Aisa kuch nahi hota tha, pallu sarakne pe to sab kuch khatam hota tha. Mare jism ko masalte-masalte hi Razi ka dum nikal jata hai. Itne tajurbedar hoke pe bhi app yeh bachkana sawal karte ho. Aur Chacha aadhi nangi mai nahi khadi thi aapne kiya hai mujhe aadhi nangi.isse meri vasna kaise bhadkegi?”
“Razia beti tera pati bachkani harkat karta hai isliye tujhe baccha nahi hota samjhi? Saala teri chut mai lund ghusane ke pehle hi zadta hai to khak teri koke mai baccha hoga? Yeh bata kya mare haath se mare samne aadhi nangi hui to gram nahi hui? Kya ab bhi teri chut thandi aur nipple kadak nahu huye?” Razia ka jism masalte Hari directly lund ,chut aur chudai ki baat karta hai.”
“Shiii, Chacha, kaise baate karte ho? Chut!!??? Lund !!!??? Chudai!!!??? Apni beti ki umar ki ladki ke samne eyh baat kaise karte ho Chacha?” Razia ekdum masum banti hai. Hala ki usse yeh shabd pehle pata hai par natak karna uski fitrat thi.
Hari Razia ko ab khadi karke nighty poori utarta hai. Nangi Razia ka jism dekhte Hari bola, “Haan beti, mard ka lauda aurat ki chut mai ghusake aurat ko chodta hai, ache se chodne ke baad usse pani nikalta hai jo aurat ki koke mai jake usse maa banata hai, par tujhe kaise pata hoga? Behanchod tera pati to namard hai, mai dikhata hoon tujhe mard kya hota hai, lund kiss kehte hai aur chudai kaise karte hai laude se.”
Hari zara sakti se mamme masalke nipple chusne lagta hai jisse Razia dard se boli, “Oohhhhhhh.. to aise baccha hota hai? To phir kaise hoga mera baccha usse? Woh to ghusane ke pehle hi pani ugalta hai mare jism pe hi. Ahh Chacha dhire dabao na, un dono ko kya zor se dabane se kya fark padega?”
Hari aur zorse nipple masalte unke halke bite karte bola, ” Aare beti, ab yeh Hari Chacha tujhe baccha dega samjhi? Teri yeh chut ko chodke usme itna pani bhar dunga ki tu zaroor maa banegi. Tera pati jo baccha tujhe nahi de saka woh yeh Hari Chacha dega. Razia aaise zorse mamme dabane aur in nipple ko chabane pe dard hota hai? Maaza nahi aa raha tujhe?
“Haan Chacha dard hota hai. Tum dhire karte ho na tab maza aata hai. Huale – haule masalke chusno na unko Chacha.”
Hari bina ruke mammo se khelte bola, “Itna saal pati se dhire se kiya ab asli mard ke haath se dard kya hota hai jaan le. Maaza aayega, beti chal tare bedroom mai, aaj tujhse mera bistar garm karwa ke tujhe chodke ilaj karunga.”
Razia khud dono bahe Hari ke gale mai dalte boli, “Chachu, ab yaha kare ya bistar mai bedroom mai usse kya fark padega? Jo bhi karna ho karo lekin meri andar ki pyaas bujha do. Haan par haule – haule masalke karo Chacha, mera jism thoda kamseen hai, dhire – dhire sab sehn karke lagungi. Pehli baar ka hai na isliye kehti hoon pyar se karna jo karna hai.”
Par Hari ne Razia ka ek haath lungi ke uppar se apne lund pe rakhte uske mamme aur zorse masalte Razia ko dard date bola, ” Aare beti, dhire – dhire tare pati jaise namard karte hai, hum jaise garm mard nahi. Tujhe baccha chahaye na to jaisa mai chahu waisa karunga, tare is jism ka bhosada bana dunga, tujhe ek izzatdaar biwi se ek randi aurat banake rakhunga. Ab tu meri lungi uartke mera lauda dekh, usse sehla, uski pooja kar aur mujhse minnat kar tujhe chodke maa banane ki.”
Ek paraye mard ke haath nangi hoke usse jism masalwane aur uska lund sehlane mai Razia ko zar bhi sharm nahi aaye balki ab dono haath se lund sehlate Hari ke haath apne mammo pe dabate woh boli, “Acha Chacha jaise apka jee chahe waise maslo, lekin dhyan rakhna mera pehla baar ka hai ek paraye mard ke saath yeh sab karna isliye mujhe jyada dard mat dena. Aur kya bola apne? Minnat karu aapse? Pooja karu iski? Woh kyon Chacha? Aapka to auzar hai ki lamba pipe? Dekho kitna bada aur mota ho gaya hai. Ab iski mai minnat karungi to jane kya hashar hoga mera. Mare miya ka auzar to ghusne se pehle hi zadta hai aur apka auzar ghusa to bahar hi nahi niklega. Chacha yeh bhosda kya hota? Randi kya hoti hai? Randi to bura shabd hai na?”
Razia ke jawab se khush hoke Hari bola, “Aare beti, pehli baar tu itna mast lund lanewali hai pata hai par uske liye minnat isliye mangne bol raha hoon taki tujhe ahsaas ho ki tujhe chodke meharbani karnewala hoon. Jitni tu minnat karegi utne jyada josh mai tujhe chodne samjhi beti? Aur bhosada matlab aaj tujhe mare is laude se chodne ke baad jab kabhi tera miya chut mai lund dalega, tujhe lagega jaise kissi bacche ki ungli ghusi hai teri chut mai, teri chut aur gaand chodke itni chaudi kar dalunga ki tujhe sirf mare laude jaise bade lund se hi chudwane maaza aayega. Randi kharab shabd hai to zaroor par kya ek paraye mard se chudwake tu randibazi nahi kar rahi? Isliye tujhe ab maine randi bulaya.”
Haath niche karke Hari ki lungi uppar uthate Razia boli, “Chacha yeh baat sahi hai ki aap apne is auzar ko meri nichewali ched mai dalke apna kimti raas andar dalke mujhe maa banaoge yeh mujh par meherbaani hogi. Par sach bolo apko mera jism bahut pasand hai na? Sacchi bolo. Chacha mai bhi such kehti hoon ki aap meri ched mai raas daal rahe ho iske liye mai aapke auzar ko chuske aur bada banaungi.” Razia ab nange lund ko pakadke surprised hoke usse masalte boli, “Hai , kitna lamba aur mota hai aapka auzar. Baap re baap, itni moti to mare pati ki kalai bhi nahi. Ab samjhi ki aapne kyon bola ki masti karne ke baad mera bhosada baan jayega. Chacha masti karne ke baad agla pichla ched chauda hota hai aur usse bhosda kehte hai yeh to mujhe aaj hi malum hua.”
Razia ki aadao aur baato se khush hoke Hari ne uska sina chumte kaha, “Haan re meri randi beti, tu to Menaka hai. Sali tujhe dekh ke bade – bade sadhu aur maulvi bhi tujhe chodna chahange. Itni karari jawani aur kasa jism to aaj tak nahi dekha. Beti jab bhi mai kissi aurat ko chodta hoon to usse mujhse minnat karwane lagata hoon. Isse mare laude ko accha lagta hai aur isliye tu bhi mujhse minnat kar, mare laude ki bheek maang taki mai berahmi se tujhe chod saku. Gaand aur chut chudai se bade hote hai to usse bhosada kehte hai. Ab mare saath hai to aage – aage dekhti jaa tujhe bahut sari baate samajh aayegi, chal meri randi beti, apne Hari Chacha se bheek maang laude ki.”
Hari ka mota garm lund sehlate Razia uska sina chumte boli, “Chacha aapke bina kahe aur bole hi dekhiye maine to minnate shuru kar di hai. Dekho kaise tana hua hai mere hatho mai apka auzar. Mai kya isse apne pet pe ragdu taki meri nabhi thodi badi ho jaye aur apko uske andar apni jebh dalne mai maza aaye. Ek baat bolo Chacha, tumhara lund sehlati hoon to aap kehte ho mai Menaka jaisi hoon to mai jab raste pe nikalti thi tab to koi mujhe vasna bhari nazar se nahi dekhta ya aahe nahi bharta, aisa kyon?”
“Sirf aaisa masal mat mera lauda Razia, meri pyari randi beti, mera lund haath mai lake, usko chumke mujhe bol teri pyas bujhane. Mare laude ko chum, uski pooja kar jise khush hoke mai tujhe chodne ki meharbani karu. Pehle tu meri lauda chus, gotiya chat, meri gand jheb se saaf kar uske baad mai teri nabhi aur chut chatunga meri randi beti.” Razia ko niche bithake lund uske chehere pe ghumate ab Hari aage bola, “Beti teri saas badi khadus aur gussewali aurat hai aur sab log usse darte hai is liye tujhe raste pe dekhke bhi koi aahe nahi bharta. Par mare jaise mard tujhe chodne ki tamanna rakhte hai, tujhe nangi karke berahmi se chodne ki badi iccha hai kai mardo ko.”
Hari Chacha ka chehere pe ghumata garm lund Razia besharmi se pakadte 1 – 2 baar uski topi chumte muh mai dalte ganne ki tarah chusne lagi. Phir dhire – dhire pura lund nigalke usse nikalke Hari ki gotiya ab chatke 1 – 1 karke dono ko baari – baari muh mai lake boli , “Arre meri saas khadus aur gusse wali hai to kya hua? Mai to kariban akeli hi bahar nikalti hoon. Maine to tabhi kabhi yeh feel nahi kiya ki koi mard mujhpe marta hai. Aur aap keh rahe ho tumhare jaise mardo ki iccha hai mujhse jee bharke masti karne ki?”
Apni lungi nikal dalte Hari Razia ke baalo se haath ghumate pyar se chehera sehlate Razia ke muh mai lund dalke uska muh chodte bola, “Ahhh aaise hi chus Chacha ka lauda meri randi beti. Bhagwan se dua hai teri jaise randi beti mare jaise har ek chudakkad ko mile. Aare teri harami saas se kaun panga le isliye koi tujhe nahi chedta tha. Teri harami saas gali dane mai to zopadpatti ki aurat ko bhi sharmake rakhe. Ek baar jab baju ka kelewala tujhe dekhke kuch bola to ittafak se teri saas wahi khadi thi aur tab usse jo khari khoti sunai usko ki bechara dusre din se aaya hi nahi yaha.”
Hari ka lauda Razia ke muh mai pura ghusa hua tha aur Razia baari – baari usse chuske bahar nikal ke gotiya aur lund ke base ko chatne lagi. Phir Hari ke jhat ke baalo ko bhi apni tongue se saaf karte woh boli, “Mujhe to aisa kuch sasuji ne nahi bataya tha. Waise woh kelavala kaun tha aur woh kya bola tha? Waise kya aap abhi bol rahe ho aisa bola tha kya Chacha?”
Itne bolte Razia Hari ki gaand ki taraf apni tongue ka rukh karti hai. Hari bade pyarse Razia ke baalo se haath ghumate ek pair sofe pe rakhte uska sir apni gaand tak le jate bola, “Ab teri saas kya batati tujhe? Woh kelewala bola tha ‘Hari bhai yeh Razia ko mera kela dane ki badi iccha hai, saali kya mast maal hai, iski gaand mai kela dalna chahaye. Saali bahut gaand matake chalti hai, ek dum randi jaise chal hai iski.’ Jab Rahim yeh bol raha tha teri saas piche khadi thi, maine usse dekha tha isliye mai kuch nahi bola kyonki mai teri saas ka gussa janta tha. Par teri saas ne suna aur maa behan ki galiya date bahut daata Rahim ko. Woh bechara daar ke nikal hi gaya waha se aur phir kabhi thela nahi lagaya usne idhar. Waise meri randi beti Razia, tujhe accha lagta hai jab mai tujhe randi bolta hoon, galliya deta hoon? Kya tu meri randi banegi, meri rakhail banegi, ek ***** baap ki rakhail beti banegi tu?”
Hari ki gaand haatho se failte Razia ne 1 – 2 baar chati. Ek pungent smell aur taste ka anubhav hua usse. Phir 1 – 2 baar gand chat ke woh boli, “Lekin Chacha kuch to bolti na meri saas mere pehnave pe? Ki Razia aisa mat pehno, aisa mat karo, par unhone to mujhe kuch nahi toka. Normal rehti thi woh to. Aur kya Chacha, har koi mard aisa to nahi sochta na jaisa aap aur kelawala sochte hai. Shayad ussi wajah se saas mai mujhe kabhi toka nahi kiss baat pe.”
Apni gaand aur jhat aur gaand ko barabar chatke late Hari ko accha lag raha tha. Yeh saali Razia to ekdum randi niklo. Kaise bina bole Hari ki gaand chat rahi thi. Jab Razia ne jheb Hari ki gand ke ched pe dabaya to Hari uska sir gand pe dabate bola, “Umm aur ache se chat beti apne ***** baap ki gaand, maaza aa raha hai tare chatne se randi beti. Razia teri saas tujhe kabhi koi pehrav ke baare mai tokti nahi woh isliye ki teri saas ko tera sajna dhajna accha lagta hai. Woh mujhse boli ki lakho mai ek bahu hai meri. Kitna achi dikhti hai par zara bhi ghamandi nahi, na kisi dusre mard ko dekhti hai na ki koi dard kisi se share karti hai, sabko khush rakhti hai meri pyari bahu. Dekh abhi tu kaise tare Hari Chacha ko khush kar rahi hai.”
Hari ko turn karke jhukate Razia uski gaand kholke chatne lagi. Isse uske mamme Hari ki nangi jhango pe ragde jaa rahe thay. Aaise hi gaand chatte aur mamme jhang pe ragadte Razia boli, “Shayad aap thik kehte hai Chacha. Isliye meri saas kabhi mujhe tokti nahi kyoki maine aajke pehle kabhi chichoripan nahi kiya tha jaise aaj aapke saath kar rahi hoon. Chacha mai aise chatti hoon aur aap ko accha lagta hai to kya sabhi mardo ko yeh aata hai aisa maza? Mai apne pati ki bhi yahi seva karti hoon to woh itna uchalta nahi jaise aap kar rahe hai. Shayad uska khoon aapke itna garm nahi hota hoga. Par Chacha, pata nahi mujhe bohut maza aata hai aisa karne. Mare jism mai mano sarsarahat si hoti hai, mard ka ling muh mai lene aur uska pichwada chatne.”
Razia ka ek haath apne lund pe rakhte Hari bola, “Haan beti, teri jaise jawani aurat se gaand chat ke lane sab mardo ko maaza aata hai. Aajtak jitni aurato ne gaand chati meri woh tare samne kuch nahi. Tu jee jaan se gaand chatti hai, poore pyar se chat rahi hai, tu meri gaand chat aur mai teri gaand marunga. Beti tune yeh bataya nahi ki tujhe tera yeh ***** baap pasand hai ya nahi? Yeh ***** baap ki randi beti banke rahegi?”
Razia Hari ko turn karke sofe pe bithate uski godi mai apna muh dalke uske jhant ko chatne lagi. Jhato se aati kushbu se Razia madhosh hote apni tange kholke Hari ko apni nangi chut ka darshan karwate boli, “Hai rabba, iska matlab mere jaisi kai ladkiyo ke saath..Chacha? Aur haan Chacha, mujhe aapki randi beti banke rehna pasand hai. Aajse yeh randi beti apne ***** baap ki woh chahe waise seva karegi.”
Razia ka muh jhato pe dabake pair ke anguthe se Razia ki chut kuredte Hari bola,” Haan beti, teri jaise bahut ladkiyo ko choda hai maine , kamsin aur shadi shuda aurato ko choda mera shauk hai. Mera lauda dekhke teri jaise ladkiya kuch bhi karne lagti hai mare liye. Waise tu lund , jhaat aur gaand chatne mai badi mahir lagti hai Razia? Kitne laude chusne hai tune aaj tak?”
Pair failake chaude karte Razia Hari ke anguthe ko chut mai ghusne ke liye chut ka muh kholke date lund ko muh se nikalte uski taraf muh karte boli, “Aapki kasam Chacha, aaj se pehle sirf apne miya ka hi lund chusa aur uski gaand chati thi. Par pata nahi aaj mujhe kya ho gaya hai. Kuch pata hi nahi chalta ki mai aisa kyun karti hoon. Shayad itne tagde lund ke samne hone se mai besharm ho gaye hoon aur randi jaise bartav kar rahi hoon.
Ek pair Razia ki nangi tange sehlate dusra ka angutha chut pe ragadte aandar dabate Hari Razia ke baal pakadke apni gand chatne wale Razia ke hooth aur jheb chumte uske mamme masalte bola, “Aare beti, tu aisi randibazi isliye kar rahi hai kyoki tu bahut dino se pyasi thi aur aisa lund dekhne ke baad tu apne aap pe contral nahi rakh saki samjhi? Razia mera yeh lauda dekhke to kitni aurato ne chudwake lane se inkaar kiya par tu mera lund chuske usse aur hi kadak kar rahi hai. Behanchod saali aaj tujhe khub chodunga maderchod randi.”
Hari ke muh se gandi galiya sunke bhi Razia khush thi. Aaj usse aaisa laud mila tha jiske samne woh khud randi banne tayyar thi to galiya kaunsi badi baat thi. Razia Hari ko bakaida kiss karte uske lund se khelte boli, “Hmmmm isshhh Chacha kuch ho raha hai aapke masalne aur galiya dane se. Chacha mujhe mare mamme aur kadak lagne lage hai aur chut aur hi pyasi lagti hai. Chacha, aapko kaise pata chala ki mai pyasi hoon?”
Nangi Razia ko goad se uthake khadi karke pori jism ko sehlate, gand masalte, mamme chuste, chut mai ungli karte Hari bola, “Razia, meri randi beti, mai teri nazar se samjha ki tu pyasi hai, agar pyasi nahi hoti to woh jism dikhanewale nighty pehanke aati kya mare samne? Meri randi beti, itni ladkiya chodi par teri jaise ladki nahi dekhi, shadi ke 6 saal baad bhi itni sakth mamme, tight gol gaand, aaisi chocolate rang ki chut aur yeh kasa hua jism. Ahhh mast maal hai tu, mai bahut dino se tujhe chodna chahata tha, par himmat nahi hui, aaj poori iccha poori karunga. Beti yeh bata tu kya sochti thi mare baare mai?”
Ek haath se mamme masalte dusra haath Razia ki nangi jhang pe ghumate Hari bola, “Oh acha? Matlab woh kya tujhe nangi karke ghusata hai? Tujhe nangi karke, jism masalke, hooth, sina pet nahi chumta? Tare yeh nokile nipple bacche jaisa nahi chusta? Teri jhango ke bich ki daraar sehlake kabhi chat nahi leta? Sirf 4-4.5″ ka hatiyaar hai uska? Tabhi itne jaldi pani chor deta hai saala. Ab beti in kapdo ki baat, Razia ab tu ek paraye ***** mard ke samne aaise aadhi nangi gown mai rahegi to teri vasana bhadkegi na? Teri vasana bhadki to mujhe tera ilaz karne mai aasani hogi kyoki tu meri sab baate manegi.”
“Chacha …kitni baar kahu apne bedroom ki bate? Aisa kuch nahi hota tha, pallu sarakne pe to sab kuch khatam hota tha. Mare jism ko masalte-masalte hi Razi ka dum nikal jata hai. Itne tajurbedar hoke pe bhi app yeh bachkana sawal karte ho. Aur Chacha aadhi nangi mai nahi khadi thi aapne kiya hai mujhe aadhi nangi.isse meri vasna kaise bhadkegi?”
“Razia beti tera pati bachkani harkat karta hai isliye tujhe baccha nahi hota samjhi? Saala teri chut mai lund ghusane ke pehle hi zadta hai to khak teri koke mai baccha hoga? Yeh bata kya mare haath se mare samne aadhi nangi hui to gram nahi hui? Kya ab bhi teri chut thandi aur nipple kadak nahu huye?” Razia ka jism masalte Hari directly lund ,chut aur chudai ki baat karta hai.”
“Shiii, Chacha, kaise baate karte ho? Chut!!??? Lund !!!??? Chudai!!!??? Apni beti ki umar ki ladki ke samne eyh baat kaise karte ho Chacha?” Razia ekdum masum banti hai. Hala ki usse yeh shabd pehle pata hai par natak karna uski fitrat thi.
Hari Razia ko ab khadi karke nighty poori utarta hai. Nangi Razia ka jism dekhte Hari bola, “Haan beti, mard ka lauda aurat ki chut mai ghusake aurat ko chodta hai, ache se chodne ke baad usse pani nikalta hai jo aurat ki koke mai jake usse maa banata hai, par tujhe kaise pata hoga? Behanchod tera pati to namard hai, mai dikhata hoon tujhe mard kya hota hai, lund kiss kehte hai aur chudai kaise karte hai laude se.”
Hari zara sakti se mamme masalke nipple chusne lagta hai jisse Razia dard se boli, “Oohhhhhhh.. to aise baccha hota hai? To phir kaise hoga mera baccha usse? Woh to ghusane ke pehle hi pani ugalta hai mare jism pe hi. Ahh Chacha dhire dabao na, un dono ko kya zor se dabane se kya fark padega?”
Hari aur zorse nipple masalte unke halke bite karte bola, ” Aare beti, ab yeh Hari Chacha tujhe baccha dega samjhi? Teri yeh chut ko chodke usme itna pani bhar dunga ki tu zaroor maa banegi. Tera pati jo baccha tujhe nahi de saka woh yeh Hari Chacha dega. Razia aaise zorse mamme dabane aur in nipple ko chabane pe dard hota hai? Maaza nahi aa raha tujhe?
“Haan Chacha dard hota hai. Tum dhire karte ho na tab maza aata hai. Huale – haule masalke chusno na unko Chacha.”
Hari bina ruke mammo se khelte bola, “Itna saal pati se dhire se kiya ab asli mard ke haath se dard kya hota hai jaan le. Maaza aayega, beti chal tare bedroom mai, aaj tujhse mera bistar garm karwa ke tujhe chodke ilaj karunga.”
Razia khud dono bahe Hari ke gale mai dalte boli, “Chachu, ab yaha kare ya bistar mai bedroom mai usse kya fark padega? Jo bhi karna ho karo lekin meri andar ki pyaas bujha do. Haan par haule – haule masalke karo Chacha, mera jism thoda kamseen hai, dhire – dhire sab sehn karke lagungi. Pehli baar ka hai na isliye kehti hoon pyar se karna jo karna hai.”
Par Hari ne Razia ka ek haath lungi ke uppar se apne lund pe rakhte uske mamme aur zorse masalte Razia ko dard date bola, ” Aare beti, dhire – dhire tare pati jaise namard karte hai, hum jaise garm mard nahi. Tujhe baccha chahaye na to jaisa mai chahu waisa karunga, tare is jism ka bhosada bana dunga, tujhe ek izzatdaar biwi se ek randi aurat banake rakhunga. Ab tu meri lungi uartke mera lauda dekh, usse sehla, uski pooja kar aur mujhse minnat kar tujhe chodke maa banane ki.”
Ek paraye mard ke haath nangi hoke usse jism masalwane aur uska lund sehlane mai Razia ko zar bhi sharm nahi aaye balki ab dono haath se lund sehlate Hari ke haath apne mammo pe dabate woh boli, “Acha Chacha jaise apka jee chahe waise maslo, lekin dhyan rakhna mera pehla baar ka hai ek paraye mard ke saath yeh sab karna isliye mujhe jyada dard mat dena. Aur kya bola apne? Minnat karu aapse? Pooja karu iski? Woh kyon Chacha? Aapka to auzar hai ki lamba pipe? Dekho kitna bada aur mota ho gaya hai. Ab iski mai minnat karungi to jane kya hashar hoga mera. Mare miya ka auzar to ghusne se pehle hi zadta hai aur apka auzar ghusa to bahar hi nahi niklega. Chacha yeh bhosda kya hota? Randi kya hoti hai? Randi to bura shabd hai na?”
Razia ke jawab se khush hoke Hari bola, “Aare beti, pehli baar tu itna mast lund lanewali hai pata hai par uske liye minnat isliye mangne bol raha hoon taki tujhe ahsaas ho ki tujhe chodke meharbani karnewala hoon. Jitni tu minnat karegi utne jyada josh mai tujhe chodne samjhi beti? Aur bhosada matlab aaj tujhe mare is laude se chodne ke baad jab kabhi tera miya chut mai lund dalega, tujhe lagega jaise kissi bacche ki ungli ghusi hai teri chut mai, teri chut aur gaand chodke itni chaudi kar dalunga ki tujhe sirf mare laude jaise bade lund se hi chudwane maaza aayega. Randi kharab shabd hai to zaroor par kya ek paraye mard se chudwake tu randibazi nahi kar rahi? Isliye tujhe ab maine randi bulaya.”
Haath niche karke Hari ki lungi uppar uthate Razia boli, “Chacha yeh baat sahi hai ki aap apne is auzar ko meri nichewali ched mai dalke apna kimti raas andar dalke mujhe maa banaoge yeh mujh par meherbaani hogi. Par sach bolo apko mera jism bahut pasand hai na? Sacchi bolo. Chacha mai bhi such kehti hoon ki aap meri ched mai raas daal rahe ho iske liye mai aapke auzar ko chuske aur bada banaungi.” Razia ab nange lund ko pakadke surprised hoke usse masalte boli, “Hai , kitna lamba aur mota hai aapka auzar. Baap re baap, itni moti to mare pati ki kalai bhi nahi. Ab samjhi ki aapne kyon bola ki masti karne ke baad mera bhosada baan jayega. Chacha masti karne ke baad agla pichla ched chauda hota hai aur usse bhosda kehte hai yeh to mujhe aaj hi malum hua.”
Razia ki aadao aur baato se khush hoke Hari ne uska sina chumte kaha, “Haan re meri randi beti, tu to Menaka hai. Sali tujhe dekh ke bade – bade sadhu aur maulvi bhi tujhe chodna chahange. Itni karari jawani aur kasa jism to aaj tak nahi dekha. Beti jab bhi mai kissi aurat ko chodta hoon to usse mujhse minnat karwane lagata hoon. Isse mare laude ko accha lagta hai aur isliye tu bhi mujhse minnat kar, mare laude ki bheek maang taki mai berahmi se tujhe chod saku. Gaand aur chut chudai se bade hote hai to usse bhosada kehte hai. Ab mare saath hai to aage – aage dekhti jaa tujhe bahut sari baate samajh aayegi, chal meri randi beti, apne Hari Chacha se bheek maang laude ki.”
Hari ka mota garm lund sehlate Razia uska sina chumte boli, “Chacha aapke bina kahe aur bole hi dekhiye maine to minnate shuru kar di hai. Dekho kaise tana hua hai mere hatho mai apka auzar. Mai kya isse apne pet pe ragdu taki meri nabhi thodi badi ho jaye aur apko uske andar apni jebh dalne mai maza aaye. Ek baat bolo Chacha, tumhara lund sehlati hoon to aap kehte ho mai Menaka jaisi hoon to mai jab raste pe nikalti thi tab to koi mujhe vasna bhari nazar se nahi dekhta ya aahe nahi bharta, aisa kyon?”
“Sirf aaisa masal mat mera lauda Razia, meri pyari randi beti, mera lund haath mai lake, usko chumke mujhe bol teri pyas bujhane. Mare laude ko chum, uski pooja kar jise khush hoke mai tujhe chodne ki meharbani karu. Pehle tu meri lauda chus, gotiya chat, meri gand jheb se saaf kar uske baad mai teri nabhi aur chut chatunga meri randi beti.” Razia ko niche bithake lund uske chehere pe ghumate ab Hari aage bola, “Beti teri saas badi khadus aur gussewali aurat hai aur sab log usse darte hai is liye tujhe raste pe dekhke bhi koi aahe nahi bharta. Par mare jaise mard tujhe chodne ki tamanna rakhte hai, tujhe nangi karke berahmi se chodne ki badi iccha hai kai mardo ko.”
Hari Chacha ka chehere pe ghumata garm lund Razia besharmi se pakadte 1 – 2 baar uski topi chumte muh mai dalte ganne ki tarah chusne lagi. Phir dhire – dhire pura lund nigalke usse nikalke Hari ki gotiya ab chatke 1 – 1 karke dono ko baari – baari muh mai lake boli , “Arre meri saas khadus aur gusse wali hai to kya hua? Mai to kariban akeli hi bahar nikalti hoon. Maine to tabhi kabhi yeh feel nahi kiya ki koi mard mujhpe marta hai. Aur aap keh rahe ho tumhare jaise mardo ki iccha hai mujhse jee bharke masti karne ki?”
Apni lungi nikal dalte Hari Razia ke baalo se haath ghumate pyar se chehera sehlate Razia ke muh mai lund dalke uska muh chodte bola, “Ahhh aaise hi chus Chacha ka lauda meri randi beti. Bhagwan se dua hai teri jaise randi beti mare jaise har ek chudakkad ko mile. Aare teri harami saas se kaun panga le isliye koi tujhe nahi chedta tha. Teri harami saas gali dane mai to zopadpatti ki aurat ko bhi sharmake rakhe. Ek baar jab baju ka kelewala tujhe dekhke kuch bola to ittafak se teri saas wahi khadi thi aur tab usse jo khari khoti sunai usko ki bechara dusre din se aaya hi nahi yaha.”
Hari ka lauda Razia ke muh mai pura ghusa hua tha aur Razia baari – baari usse chuske bahar nikal ke gotiya aur lund ke base ko chatne lagi. Phir Hari ke jhat ke baalo ko bhi apni tongue se saaf karte woh boli, “Mujhe to aisa kuch sasuji ne nahi bataya tha. Waise woh kelavala kaun tha aur woh kya bola tha? Waise kya aap abhi bol rahe ho aisa bola tha kya Chacha?”
Itne bolte Razia Hari ki gaand ki taraf apni tongue ka rukh karti hai. Hari bade pyarse Razia ke baalo se haath ghumate ek pair sofe pe rakhte uska sir apni gaand tak le jate bola, “Ab teri saas kya batati tujhe? Woh kelewala bola tha ‘Hari bhai yeh Razia ko mera kela dane ki badi iccha hai, saali kya mast maal hai, iski gaand mai kela dalna chahaye. Saali bahut gaand matake chalti hai, ek dum randi jaise chal hai iski.’ Jab Rahim yeh bol raha tha teri saas piche khadi thi, maine usse dekha tha isliye mai kuch nahi bola kyonki mai teri saas ka gussa janta tha. Par teri saas ne suna aur maa behan ki galiya date bahut daata Rahim ko. Woh bechara daar ke nikal hi gaya waha se aur phir kabhi thela nahi lagaya usne idhar. Waise meri randi beti Razia, tujhe accha lagta hai jab mai tujhe randi bolta hoon, galliya deta hoon? Kya tu meri randi banegi, meri rakhail banegi, ek ***** baap ki rakhail beti banegi tu?”
Hari ki gaand haatho se failte Razia ne 1 – 2 baar chati. Ek pungent smell aur taste ka anubhav hua usse. Phir 1 – 2 baar gand chat ke woh boli, “Lekin Chacha kuch to bolti na meri saas mere pehnave pe? Ki Razia aisa mat pehno, aisa mat karo, par unhone to mujhe kuch nahi toka. Normal rehti thi woh to. Aur kya Chacha, har koi mard aisa to nahi sochta na jaisa aap aur kelawala sochte hai. Shayad ussi wajah se saas mai mujhe kabhi toka nahi kiss baat pe.”
Apni gaand aur jhat aur gaand ko barabar chatke late Hari ko accha lag raha tha. Yeh saali Razia to ekdum randi niklo. Kaise bina bole Hari ki gaand chat rahi thi. Jab Razia ne jheb Hari ki gand ke ched pe dabaya to Hari uska sir gand pe dabate bola, “Umm aur ache se chat beti apne ***** baap ki gaand, maaza aa raha hai tare chatne se randi beti. Razia teri saas tujhe kabhi koi pehrav ke baare mai tokti nahi woh isliye ki teri saas ko tera sajna dhajna accha lagta hai. Woh mujhse boli ki lakho mai ek bahu hai meri. Kitna achi dikhti hai par zara bhi ghamandi nahi, na kisi dusre mard ko dekhti hai na ki koi dard kisi se share karti hai, sabko khush rakhti hai meri pyari bahu. Dekh abhi tu kaise tare Hari Chacha ko khush kar rahi hai.”
Hari ko turn karke jhukate Razia uski gaand kholke chatne lagi. Isse uske mamme Hari ki nangi jhango pe ragde jaa rahe thay. Aaise hi gaand chatte aur mamme jhang pe ragadte Razia boli, “Shayad aap thik kehte hai Chacha. Isliye meri saas kabhi mujhe tokti nahi kyoki maine aajke pehle kabhi chichoripan nahi kiya tha jaise aaj aapke saath kar rahi hoon. Chacha mai aise chatti hoon aur aap ko accha lagta hai to kya sabhi mardo ko yeh aata hai aisa maza? Mai apne pati ki bhi yahi seva karti hoon to woh itna uchalta nahi jaise aap kar rahe hai. Shayad uska khoon aapke itna garm nahi hota hoga. Par Chacha, pata nahi mujhe bohut maza aata hai aisa karne. Mare jism mai mano sarsarahat si hoti hai, mard ka ling muh mai lene aur uska pichwada chatne.”
Razia ka ek haath apne lund pe rakhte Hari bola, “Haan beti, teri jaise jawani aurat se gaand chat ke lane sab mardo ko maaza aata hai. Aajtak jitni aurato ne gaand chati meri woh tare samne kuch nahi. Tu jee jaan se gaand chatti hai, poore pyar se chat rahi hai, tu meri gaand chat aur mai teri gaand marunga. Beti tune yeh bataya nahi ki tujhe tera yeh ***** baap pasand hai ya nahi? Yeh ***** baap ki randi beti banke rahegi?”
Razia Hari ko turn karke sofe pe bithate uski godi mai apna muh dalke uske jhant ko chatne lagi. Jhato se aati kushbu se Razia madhosh hote apni tange kholke Hari ko apni nangi chut ka darshan karwate boli, “Hai rabba, iska matlab mere jaisi kai ladkiyo ke saath..Chacha? Aur haan Chacha, mujhe aapki randi beti banke rehna pasand hai. Aajse yeh randi beti apne ***** baap ki woh chahe waise seva karegi.”
Razia ka muh jhato pe dabake pair ke anguthe se Razia ki chut kuredte Hari bola,” Haan beti, teri jaise bahut ladkiyo ko choda hai maine , kamsin aur shadi shuda aurato ko choda mera shauk hai. Mera lauda dekhke teri jaise ladkiya kuch bhi karne lagti hai mare liye. Waise tu lund , jhaat aur gaand chatne mai badi mahir lagti hai Razia? Kitne laude chusne hai tune aaj tak?”
Pair failake chaude karte Razia Hari ke anguthe ko chut mai ghusne ke liye chut ka muh kholke date lund ko muh se nikalte uski taraf muh karte boli, “Aapki kasam Chacha, aaj se pehle sirf apne miya ka hi lund chusa aur uski gaand chati thi. Par pata nahi aaj mujhe kya ho gaya hai. Kuch pata hi nahi chalta ki mai aisa kyun karti hoon. Shayad itne tagde lund ke samne hone se mai besharm ho gaye hoon aur randi jaise bartav kar rahi hoon.
Ek pair Razia ki nangi tange sehlate dusra ka angutha chut pe ragadte aandar dabate Hari Razia ke baal pakadke apni gand chatne wale Razia ke hooth aur jheb chumte uske mamme masalte bola, “Aare beti, tu aisi randibazi isliye kar rahi hai kyoki tu bahut dino se pyasi thi aur aisa lund dekhne ke baad tu apne aap pe contral nahi rakh saki samjhi? Razia mera yeh lauda dekhke to kitni aurato ne chudwake lane se inkaar kiya par tu mera lund chuske usse aur hi kadak kar rahi hai. Behanchod saali aaj tujhe khub chodunga maderchod randi.”
Hari ke muh se gandi galiya sunke bhi Razia khush thi. Aaj usse aaisa laud mila tha jiske samne woh khud randi banne tayyar thi to galiya kaunsi badi baat thi. Razia Hari ko bakaida kiss karte uske lund se khelte boli, “Hmmmm isshhh Chacha kuch ho raha hai aapke masalne aur galiya dane se. Chacha mujhe mare mamme aur kadak lagne lage hai aur chut aur hi pyasi lagti hai. Chacha, aapko kaise pata chala ki mai pyasi hoon?”
Nangi Razia ko goad se uthake khadi karke pori jism ko sehlate, gand masalte, mamme chuste, chut mai ungli karte Hari bola, “Razia, meri randi beti, mai teri nazar se samjha ki tu pyasi hai, agar pyasi nahi hoti to woh jism dikhanewale nighty pehanke aati kya mare samne? Meri randi beti, itni ladkiya chodi par teri jaise ladki nahi dekhi, shadi ke 6 saal baad bhi itni sakth mamme, tight gol gaand, aaisi chocolate rang ki chut aur yeh kasa hua jism. Ahhh mast maal hai tu, mai bahut dino se tujhe chodna chahata tha, par himmat nahi hui, aaj poori iccha poori karunga. Beti yeh bata tu kya sochti thi mare baare mai?”
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