Neeta - Masoom Housewife

[sakzkhan]

Buddhe ne Neeta ko farsh par bicche dhoti ke upar pet ke bal lita diya.............. aur dono haathon se uske jaanghon ko masalne laga.............................................. Khidki se aa rahi chaand ki roshni............................ aur bus ke andar lagi peeli light ke roshni mein neeta ki chikni gori jaangh kabhi sone ki tarah to kabhi chandi ki tarah chamak rahi thi....................................

Buddha neeta ke komal jangh ke sparsh se pagal hua ja raha tha................................... Uske andar ki vaasna usse cheekh cheekh kar guhaar kar rahi thi ki dekh kya rahe ho...................................................................................... ek nangi aurat tumhare saamne leti hui hai................................................................................. uske taangon ko failao aur apne lund ko uski choot mein ghusa kar pel do....................................... 

Par na jaane buddha kis cheej se dar raha tha.................................................... Wo neeta ki jaanghon ki malish karta hua dheere dhere upar badh raha tha....................................................Usne neeta ke pair ko failaya aur apne daayein haath ke anguthe ko neeta ke gaand ki daraar par rakh kar dabaya....................................................Uske haath ki baanki chaar ungliyan dono jaanghon ke beech neta ke geeli choot ke upar thi...............

Buddhe ne neeta ki choot ko apne ungliyon se tatol kar uske choot ka dwar dhoondha aur beech waali ungli ko uske choot ke muhane par rakh kar choot aur gaand ko zor se dabaya....................................................

“issssss.............hhhhhhh...........hhhh.........................hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh         ......................................................................................................aaaaaaa...................................................aaaaaa...................................................ahhhhhh!” 

Neeta ke aankh band the, uska nichla honth uske daanto tale aur dono haathon se usne dhoti ko kas ke pakad rakha tha........................................... Fir buddhe ki beech waali ungli neeta ke choot mein samati chali gayi aur usne apne angutha ko uski gaand mein ghusa di.................................................... Neeta ne jeevan mein kabhi kuchh apne gaand mein nahi liya tha...........................

Usne chillaya  “Uiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....................maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.......aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....aaaaaaahhhhhhh...........hhhh.........................hhhhhhhhhhhhh...............aaaaaaa...................................................aaaaaa.........................ahhhhhh!” 

Ek sath choot aur gaand dono par prahaar neeta ko anand ke ek aise sansaar mein le gayi thi jahan se neeta bahar nahi aana chahti thi. Neeta ke gaand aur choot ki antrik maalish kar buddha Neeta ke dono taraf apne pair kar uski gaand par baith gaya. Fir uski chuttadon ke beech apna lund rakh kar dabate hue neeta ki peeth masalne laga.

Neeta bekabu ho rahi thi. usne apne dono pairon ko aur faila diya. Buddha uske upar let gaya aur uske gaand par apna lund masalne laga. dono haathon se neeta ki chuchi ko pakad kar bheenchne laga.

 “Aaaah! kya kar rahe ho? thoda dheere karo na! dard hota hai”

Buddhe ne neeta ki gaand par apne lund ko masalte hue kaha “kya karun jaan, teri gaand hai itni mast. Jab se dekhe hain, pelne ke liye lauda machal raha hai”. 

Buddhe ne apne dil ki baat jubaan par la di thi. Neeta uske baaton se uttejit bhi ho rahi thi aur shayad wo abhi tak poori tarah se taiyaar nahi hui thi buddhe ke haath ki khilauna banane ke liye. Wo palat gayi. 

“Apni aukaat mat bhoolo. Ye gaand tumare liye nahi hai. Malish karne ke liye kaha hai, chup chap malish karo. Usse aage badhne ki zaroorat nahi hai” 

Neeta ke palatne se buddhe ki ek jaangh Neeta ke kulhe ke neeche daba hua tha, aur uska unnat shakht lauda uski komal janghon par dab raha tha. Bus ke peechhe se aa rahi truck ke headlight ki roshni mein sunahre baalon ke beech neeta ki gulabi geeli choot chamak rahi thi. 

Neeta ke vaksha par uske do unnat parvat ki gulabi shikhayein buddhe ke munh ko amantran de rahi thi. Par Buddhe mein abhi itni himmat nahi aayi thi ko wo jhuk kar us nipple ko apne munh mein le kar choosne lage. Buddhe ne apne jeevan mein pehli baar kisi nangi aurat ke sath itna samay bina chode bitaya tha. 

Itni der mein to wo laundiyon ko 3-4 baar thok chuka hota tha. Par Neeta uske kabu mein nahi aa rahi thi. Wo neeta ki jishm, jo har tarah se kunwari yuvati ke jishm ke samaan thi, ko dekh kar atyant uttejit tha, use chodne ki lalak uske lund ko baar baar uksa rahi thi. 

Par Neeta par kabu na kar paane ke wajah se wo niraas aur hataash bhi tha. Buddha laundiyon ka maza lena to avashya chahta tha, par kisi ke balatkaar karne ki himmat usme nahi thi. Wo laundiyon ko pata kar hi chodata tha. Bas aaj pehli baar uske saamne ek aisi aurat aayi hai jise wo pata nahi pa raha tha.

Wo to ye bhi nahi samajh pa raha thi ki neeta chahti kya hai? 

Agar uska man usse chudwane ka nahi hota to wo uske saamne nangi kyun hoti? 

Apne chuchi aur choot ko use haath kaise lagane deti, aur haath kya usne to uski choot ko choos choos kar use ek baar jhaad bhi diya hai. Sadharan auratein to itni mein uski gulaam ho jati thi. Na jaane kyun neeta abhi tak uspar sashan kar rahi hai?

 

 

Par buddhe ne ummeed ab tak nahi chhodi thi. Usne apna haath neeta ki chuchiyon ki taraf badhaya aur uski chuchiyon ko masalne laga. 

Usne uski dono nipple ko apne angoothe aur ungli ke beech mein rakh kar is madak andaaz mein masla ki neeta ki aankhein band ho gayi aur uske mukh se anand bhadi cheetkaar foot padi. 

“eeshhhhhhhh.............hhhhhhh...........hhhh............hhhhhhhhh...............................aaaaaaa.................aaaaaa................................................... aaahhhhhhhhhh”. 

Buddhe ne neeta ki band aankhon ka laabh uthaya aur uski pet par jaa baitha. Neeta ki aankh khule usse pehle Buddhe ne apna garam rod neeta ke chuchiyon ke rakh kar uske chuchiyon se use daba chuka tha. Neeta ne pehli baar kisi mard ke shishn ko itne kareeb se dekha tha. 

Wo nahi jaanti thi ki jise wo ab tak grina ka patra samajhti aa rahi thi uska sugandh itna manmohak ho sakta hai. Buddhe ke kaale bhadde se lund ko dekh kar Neeta ko zara bhi ghrina nahi ho rahi thi. Use ab samajh mein aane laga tha ki sach mein use munh mein liya jaa sakta hai. 

Par parivartan humesha dheema hi hota hai. 

“Ye kya kar rahe ho?” 

“Maalish hi kar raha hoon, humara malish karne ka yahi tareeka hai”. 

Chuchiyon ke beech hi sahi, par buddhe ka lund pehli baar Neeta ke jishm ke beech mein tha. Itni der ki mehnat ke baad is chhoti si safalta ne buddhe ke badan mein naye josh ka sanchaar kar diya tha. Uski dhamniyon mein rakt ka pravah aur teevra ho gaya tha. 

Uska lund gusse mein tamtamate hue kaale naag ki tarah funkaar raha tha. Usne Neeta ki haath ko pakar kar apne lund par rakh diya. Neeta ne apna haath wapas kheech liya. 

“Saare masti aap hi karengi? thoda maza humko bhi dijiye. pakadne mein aapka kya jaa raha hai?” 

Buddhe ne fir se Neeta ki haath ko apne lund par rakha. Is bar neeta ne haath wapas nahi kheecha. Kuchh der tak uska haath buddhe ke ufante hue lund par sithil para raha. Buddha uski nipple ko bina ruke masal raha tha. Mano buddhe ke nipple masalne se neeta ko urja milti ho, neeta ka haath dheere dheere sakriye hone laga tha. Usne buddhe ke lund ko pakad liya. Uske lund ki golai kisi bachche ke kalai ki golai se kam nahi thi. 

Buddhe ke lund ki shiraon mein bahti rakt ke pravah ko neeta apne haathon mein mahshoosh kar aur uttejit ho rahi thi. Aur jaise jaise neeta ki uttejna badhti jaati waise waise uska pakar buddhe ke lund par aur mazboot hoti jaa rahi thi. Buddhe ne josh mein aakar apne lund ko ek dhakka diya. Uske lund ka supara nanga ho gaya aur Neeta ki thodhi se ja takraya. 

Uske geele lund ka ras neeta ki thodhi par lag chuka tha. Neeta ki pehli pratikriya use apne haath se poch kar hata dene ki thi, par usne beech mein hi khud ko rok liya. use buddhe ke lund ke geelepan ki mahak achchhi lag rahi thi. Buddha aur josh mein aa chuka tha. neeta ke chuchiyon ke beech apne lund ko daba wo uski chuchiyon ko chodne laga. Neeta ko buddhe ke is vyavaahar se koi apatti nahi thi. 

aakhir wo uske jishm ke upar se hi khel raha tha. uske andar ghusne ki koshish nahi kar raha tha. Kaafi der se taras raha buddha mauka milne par uski chuchi ko aise chod raha tha mano uski gaand maar raha ho. Poore jhatke ke saath uski chuchiyon ke beech mein apna lund dhakelta. Uske lund ka supara kabhi neeta ki gardan ko choota to kabhi uski thodhi ko. Kayi baar to uske honth ke aas paas ja kar takrai. 

Suru mein to neeta ne apne chehre ko usse bachane ka prayas kiya, par ab use lund ka honthon se takrana bhi bura nahi lag raha tha. Buddha tezi se charam ki taraf pahunchne laga tha. Par wo apne choot ka ras neeta ke andar jhadna chahta tha. Uske chuchi par apne virya ko barbaad nahi karna chahta tha. 

Jaise hi use ehshaash hone laga ki wo jhadne waala hai, usne apne gati dheemi kar li. Usne apne geele lund ke supare ko neeta ki nipple par masalna suru kar diya. fir usne apna ek haath peechhe kar neeta ki choot ke upar rakh diya. ek haath se uski chuchiyon ko masalte hue doosri haath se uske choot ko masalne laga. wo apni ungli se neeta ke clit ko masalne laga. clit neeta ki kamzori thi. wo pagal hone lagi. 

buddhe ne uski kamzori ko bhaamp liya tha. Wo thodi der neeta ki clit ko masalta, neeta jab uttejit hone lagti tab chhod deta, thodi der baad firse uski clit ko masalta. Neeta se ab ye sab bardasht nahi ho raha tha. 

“Please, ek baar meri choot chooso na. jaisa pehle choosa tha.” wo akhirkar bol hi padi.