21-05-2025, 03:43 PM
Aap sab ne padha ki Azhar ki kuch toh majboori thi toh ab age padhte hai uski majboori ke bare me.
Sahiba:- woh sab ayenge tab aap kaha rahoge???
Azhar:- waha hi sab ke sath tumhare pass hi me.
Sahiba:- nahi, aap waha nahi rehna kahi chale jana mein apke samne woh sab nahi kar paungi mujhe bhaut sharam ayegi.
Azhar:- par me kya karu meri bhi majboori hai.
Sahiba:- kaisi majboori hai???
Azhar:- “kya karu mein bhi uss wa waqt waha nahi rehna chahta hu. Mein bhi apni biwi ko kisi paraye mard ki baaho me jhulta sehen nahi kar sakta hu. Lekin unn dono haramzado ne mujhe beijjat karne me koi kasar nahi chori hai.
Woh jante hai ki meri dukhti rag unn logo ke hatho me hai. Isliye woh dono jo bhi kahenge mujhe karna hi padega. Unn dono haramzado ne mujhe uss waqt waha hi mojhud rehne ko kaha hai.”
Yeh sab kehte kehte Azhar ki awaaj ekdum naami se bhar gayi thi. Tab maine unko apni baaho me le liya aur unke sir ko apne dono mummo me daba kar unko sambhal ne ki koshish ki.
Sahiba:- aap gabhrao nahi mein aap par kisi bhi tarah ki koi bhi pareshani nahi ane dungi.
Maine muskan bhabhijaan se call kar ke phone par aise sab ke bare me discussion kiya tha. Tab mujhe pata chala tha ki unke sath bhi aise sab hota rehta hai.
Jab maine bhabhijaan ko unn dono ke bare me bataya toh unhone mujhe kaha ki business me iss tarah ke offers chalte rehte hai. Aur mujhe aur bhi aage bhi iss tarah ki situations ke liye ready rehna chahiya.
Muskab bhabhijaan ne yeh bhi advice di ki mein kuch bhi negative nahi sochu. Aur aise mauko par khud bhi enjoy kar na chahiye.
Ab uss din shaam ko mein bhaut ache se ready ho kar taiyar ho gayi. Maine kamar pe ek dori ke support se saree ko lapeta. Saree pehen ne ke baad bhi mera pura jism samne se saaf saaf dikh raha tha.
Mein kitni bhi try karti apne private parts ko chupane ki lekin kuch bhi nahi chupa paa rahi thi. Ek body part pe saree double karne ki try karti toh dusre part ke liye saree nahi bachti thi.
Lastly maine sab sochna band kar ke saree ko normal tarike se pehen li thi. Fir unke diye hue hugh heels wali sandle pehen liye jiske straps mere pairo par criss-cross hote hue ghutno tak bandhne the.
Phir maine unn dono ke ane se pehle khud ko ek baar mirror me dekh kar tassali kar li aur saree ke pallu ko apne seene par cover kar liya. Par fir bhi mere boobs saaf saaf jhalak rahe the.
Uske baad maine unn logo ke pasand ke hisaab se apne face par heavy makeup kar liya tha.
Yeh sab ready hone ke baad maine turant hi unke aane se pehle ek contraceptive pills le li. Kyuki precautions lene ke mamle me iss tarah ke sambandho me kisi par bhi trust kar na bhaut badi mistake ho sakti hai.
Ab unn logo ke ane par Azhar ne jaa kar door open kiya aur mein ander hi khadi rahi. Woh sab baate karne lage aur unn ke baate karne ki aawaj se mein samjh gayi thi dono apni raat haseen hone ki kalpana karke khush ho rahe hai.
Ab maine ek gehri saas li aur apne aap ko waqt ke hatho me chor diya. Kyuki ab iske alawa humare samne koi rasta hi nahi bacha tha toh fir koi jhijhak kaisi rakhna. Maine apne aap ko khushi ke mutabik puri tarah se nisaar karne ki thaan li thi.
Azhar ke aawaj dene par mein ek tray me 4 glass aur ice cubes container le kar living room me poch gayi thi. Tab mujhe dekh kar mere jism ko dekh kar sab ki aakhe badi badi ho gayi thi. Par meri aakhe neeche jameen me ghusi jaa rahi thi aur mein sharam se pani pani ho rahi thi.
Kisi anjaan ke samne apne jism ki numaish karne ka yeh mera pehla experience tha.
Mein high heels sandles me dhere dhere chal kar unn logo ke samne poch gayi. Maine apni jhuki hui nazro se dekh rahi thi ki mere aazad boobs mere jism par har halke se hilne par bhi kaamp uthte. Aur unki yeh uchal kud samne baithe logo ki bhukhi aakho ko rahat de rahe the.
Mein high heels sandles me dhere dhere chal kar unn logo ke samne poch gayi. Mene apni jhuki hui nazro se dekh rahi thi ki mere aazad boobs mere jism par har halke se hilne par bhi kaamp uthte aur unki yeh uchal kud samne baithe logo ki bhukhi aakho ko rahat de rahe the.
Azhar ne pehle unn dono ko mera introduction karvaya aur meri taraf ishara karte hue kaha
Azhar:- she is my wife Sahiba (yeh hai meri patni Sahiba)
Aur baad me unn dono ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha
Azhar:- yeh hai Mr Rastogi aur yeh hai Mr. …
Mr Swami:- i am Mr Swami madam.
Swami ne Azhar ki baat kaate hue khud he khud ka introduction de diya tha.
Mene samne dekha toh woh dono he lambe aur bade sarir ke malik the. Swami 6″5 feet ka lamba aur mota aadmi tha uska rang bilkul coal ki tarah kala aur french beard me woh ekdum south indian film ka koi typical villan lag raha tha. Uski age kuch 50 years ke aas pass thi aur uska wajan lagbhag 100kg ke aas pass hoga.
Jab woh muje dekh kar hassa toh aisa laga maano kaale badalo ke beech me chand nikal kar aya ho.
Mr Rastogi bhi bhaut bura he tha dikhne me. Uski bhi height kuch 5″11 ki hogi aur age bhi 40 years se jyada he lag rahi thi. Uski fulli hui tond (stomach) bhi nikli hui thi aur sir bilkul saaf tha pura ganja.
Unn dono ko dekh kar muje bhaut he bura lag raha tha. Par ab mein unn dono ke samne lagbhag nangi he khadi thi. Koi aur waqt hota toh aise gande aadmiyo ko toh mein apne pass bhi nahi ane deti lekin woh dono toh iss waqt mere najuk jism ko nochne ko barabar ho rahe the aur yeh woh dono ki aakho me muje dekh kar chamak uthi thi.
Dono ki aakho se lag raha tha ki mene woh saree bhi kyun pehen rahi thi. Dono ne he muje sir se pairo tak bhukhi nazro se ghur ke dekha tha.
Jab mein hath se glass ko table pe rakhne ke liye neeche jhuki toh mere boobs ke weight se meri saree ka pallu neeche jhuk gaya aur rasille fruits ki tarah latakte mere boobs ko dekh kar unke seene par saanp lautne lage the.
Mein glass aur ice cube container table pe rakh kar wapas kitchen me jana chahti thi par tabhi he Mr Swami ne mera hath pakad kar muje waha se jane se rok diya aur bola
Mr Swami:- tum kyun jata hai?? tum baitho yaha humare pass me.
Itna kehte he usne muje khich kar 3 sitting sofa pe baithe hue beech me khich kar baitha diya. Mein Swami aur Rastogi ke beech me sandwich bani hui thi.
Mr Rastogi:- Azhar bhai yeh kitchen ka kaam tum jakar karo kyuki ab humari pyaari bhabhijaan yaha se kahi nahi jayegi.
Azhar ne uth kar gaye aur tray kitchen me rakh kar aye. Jab woh kitchen se wapas aye toh muje unn dono ke beech kasmkasate paya unhone.
Woh dono mere jism se chipke hue the aur kabhi ek toh kabhi dusra mere hotho ko ya saree ke bahar dikhti nangi baaho ko aur meri gardan ko chum rahe the.
Mr Rastogi ke muh se bhauy ajeeb tarah ki badabu (smell) aa rahi thi. Mein kisi tarah apni saaso ko band karke unki harkato ko chup chap jhel rahi thi.
Azhar drawer se koi beer ki 3-4 bottles aur ek scotch whisky ki bottle bhi lekar aye aur woh bottle uhone Mr Swami ki taraf de di toh woh bolne laga
Mr Swami:- nahi nakko yeh bottle bhabhijaan kholengi.
Usne ek bottle meri taraf kar di.
Mr Swami:- hum 3 ke liye beer dalo glass me aur apne liye whisky dal do….. Rastogi anna ka galla bhi sukh raha hoga.
Tabhi Mr Rastogi Azhar se kehne laga ki
Mr Rastogi:- Azhar your wife is a real gem (tumhara biwi ek khara hera hai) you lucky bastard kya sexy jism hai tumhari wife ka.
Ab woh dono ke hath apas me mere ek ek boobs ko batt chuke the. Aur sath he unhone saree ka pallu seene se hata kar mere dono boobs ko chume jaa rahe the.
Ab aisi halat me mere liye sab ke liye glass me beer dalna mushkil ka kaam ho gaya tha.
Dono toh mujse aise chupke hue the ki bhaut koshish ke baad bhi unhe alag nahi kar saki. Toh mene uss he halat me glass me beer dali aur apne liye 1 glass me whisky dali. Jab mein apni whisky me soda dal rahi thi toh Mr Rastogi ne mera whisky ka glass beer se pura bhar diya tha.
Jab mein unn ko unka glass dene lagi toh woh bole
Mr Rastogi:- iss tarah se nahi jo saaki hota hai pehle woh glass se ek sip leta hai fir he woh dusro ko deta hai.
Tab mene glass ke rim ko apne hotho se chuha aur fir ek sip lekar usse Rastogi ki taraf badha diya. Phir dusri glass bhi uss he tarah chuh kar Swami ko diya aur Azhar ko bhi.
Jab mai unn ko unka glass dene lagi toh woh bole-
Mr Rastogi:- iss tarah se nahi jo saaki hota hai pehle woh glass se ek sip leta hai fir he woh dusro ko deta hai.
Tab maine glass ke rim ko apne hotho se chuha aur fir ek sip lekar usse Rastogi ki taraf badha diya. Phir dusri glass bhi uss he tarah chuh kar Swami ko diya aur Azhar ko bhi.
Sab ne mil kar meri khubsurti par cheers kiya aur apne apne glass hotho se laga diye. Mai bhi whisky aur beer ka cocktail peene lagi thi.
Meri dhadkan tezi se chal rahi thi aur bechaini me maine 4-5 sip me he apna glass khali kar diya tha. Mera glass khali dekh kar-
Mr Rastogi:- kitni mast ho bhabhijaan tum toh….
Itna kaha aur mere liye glass me dusra peg bana ne laga. Usne mera glass half whisky se bhara aur baki ka half fir se beer se bhar diya aur mujhe diya. Itne me he Azhar ne cigarette ka packet Mr Swami ko de diya toh Mr Rastogi bola
Mr Rastogi:- nahi aise nahi drinks ki tarah bhabhijaan he sulga kar degi hame.
Sahiba:- par lekin mai smoke nahi karti hu.
Mr Rastogi:- arey par yeh toh sirf cigarette he toh hai aur drinks ke sath smoke karne se aur bhi maza badha jata hai.
Azhar:- please rastogiji isse jabarjasti nahi kijiye yeh bilkul smoke nahi karti hai.
Mr Rastogi:- koi baat nahi cigarette ke filter ko chum kar sulga toh sakti ho na itna kar dogi toh bhi bhaut maza aa jayega. Hum puri ciggerate smoke karne toh nahi keh rahe hai bus itna kar do.
Toh maine jhijhakte hue cigarette apne hotho se lagai aur Mr Rastogi ne aage badh kar lighter cigarette ke aage jala dala. Maine halka sa he kaash liya toh pura dhuha mere fefdo me bhar gaya aur meri aakho me pani aa gaya aur mai bhaut jor se khasne lagi.
Mr Swami ne fatafat mera glass mere hotho se laga diya. Maine uss strong drink kaek bada sip piya toh meri khasi ruk gayi.
Maine cigarette Mr Swami ko pakda di aur fir Mr Rastogi aur Azhar ke liye bhi uss he tarah cigarette jalai par uss me mujhe pehle wali tarah taklif nahi hui. Sabhi cigarette peete hue apni beer peene lage aur mai bhi apna strong bana hua cocktail peene lagi thi.
Kuch he time me Mr Swami kuch jyada he mood me ho rahe the. Usne meri nange boobs ko apne hatho se pakad kar meri nipple ko apne beer se bhare glass me dubaya. Fir uss nipple ko aur hotho se laga diya.
Usse aise karte dekh Mr Rastogi bhi bhaut mood me aa gaya. Fir dono ne he meri ek ek nipple pe apna hak jamaya aur unhe buri tarah se masal masal kar nichodh ne lage the.
Mr Rastogi ne apne glass se ek ungli se beer ki jhaag (foam) ko utha kar mere nipple par laga diya. Fir usse apni jeeb se chat kar pura saaf kar diya tha aur bolne laga.
Mr Rastogi:- ummhuhm uhuuhmm maza aa gaya….. Azhar tumhari begam toh bhaut naseeli cheez hai.
Meri bhi nipples uttejname kisi bullet ki tarah khade ho gaye the. Jab maine waha se samne dekha toh Azhar apni jagah baithe hue ek nazro se mere sath ho rahe harkato ko dekh rahe the. Unka apni jagah baithe baithe kasmasana yeh dekha raha tha ki woh bhi kis tarah uttejit hote jaa rahe the.
Mujhe unko inn tarah uttejit hona bilkul bhi accha nahi laga tha. Thik hai agar jaan pehchaan me swapping alag baat hoti hai. Lekin apni biwi ko kisi anjaan aadmi ke hatho masle jane ka maza lena alag hota hai.
Isliye mujhe waha baithe har mard par gussa aa raha tha. Lekin mere jism mere dimaag me chal rahi uthal pathal se bilkul bekhabar apni bhuk se pagal ho raha tha.
Gusse me kaho ya jismani bhuk me maine apna cocktail ke dusra glass bhi lagbhag khali kar liya tha. Lekin pata nahi kyun whisky aur beer ki itni strong cocktail peene ke baad bhi mujhe kuch khaas jyada nasha mehsus nahi ho raha tha.
Par Mr Rastogi se aur nahi raha gaya toh usne uth kar mujhe hath pakad kar khada kiya. Aur mere jism par bachi hui meri saree ko khich kar mujse alag kar di.
Ab tak toh mera jism saree me se jhalak de raha tha woh ab bilkul beparda ho kar samne aa gaya tha. Ab mai sirf high heels ke sandles pehne bilkul nangi unke samne apne drink ka glass pakde khadi thi aur sharam se lal bhi ho rahi thi.
Mr Rastogi ne mere jism ke piche se lipat kar mujhe apne private parts ko chupane se roka. Usne meri bagal ke niche se apne hatho ko dal kar mere dono chuchiya pakad li. Aur unhone apne hatheliyo se uper utha kar Mr Swami ke samne kar ke ek bhadi si hasi hasne laga aur bola-
Mr Rastogi:- Swami dekh kya maal hai… Saali khub maze degi.
Itna bolte bolte he usne mere dono nipples ko apni ungli ki chutkiyo me bhar kar buri tarah se masal diya tha. Mai ekdum dard se sihar uthi thi..
Sahiba:- uuhm ahahahaha aaahahaah…
Phir Mr Swami apni hatheli se meri chut ke uper sehla raha tha. Maine apni dono taango ko sakti se ek dusre se bhich kar waha khadi thi. Jisse meri chut unke samne chupi hui rahe. Par Swami ne jabarjasti apni 3 ungliya meri taango ke beech ghused he di thi.
Tab maine jaldbazi me apne glass me se cocktail ek he sip me pura khatam kar diya tha. Toh Rastogi ne glass ko mere hath se lekar neeche table pe rakh diya.
Do minute pehle tak mujhe kuch khass nasha mehsus nahi ho raha tha. Par ab achanak ek he pal me bhaut jor ka nasha mere sir chadh kar tandav karne laga aur mai bhi jhumne lagi thi.
Mr Swami ne mujhe pakad kar baaho me khicha. Toh mai nashe me jhumti hui ladkhadakar uski god me gir gayi. Usne mere nange jism ko apni majboot baaho me bhar liya. Aur mujhe apne seene me kas kar daba diya tha. Toh meri badi badi chuchiya uske majboot seene par dab kar bilkul chapti ho rahi thi.
Tabhi Swami ne apni jeeb mere muh me dal di thi.
Mujhe uske iss tarah apni jeeb mere muh me firane se ghinn aa rahi thi. Lekin apne feelings ko control kar rakha tha. Uske dono hatho ne meri dono chuchiyo ko pakad liya tha. Aur ab woh unn dono ko aate ki tarah gunth rahe the. Mere dono gore boobs uske masalne ke karan lal ho gaye the aur bhaut dard karne lage the.
Mr Rastogi:- abe Swami inn tanne hue faalo ko kya ukhad fekne ka irada hai kya??? Jara pyaar se sehla inn faalo ko. Tu toh iss tarah harkat kar raha hai maano tu isko jabran chodan kar raha ho. Yeh puri raat humare sath he rahegi toh jara pyaar se kar.
Mr Rastogi mere bagal me baith gaya aur mujhe Swami ki god se khich kar khud ki god me baitha liya. Aur mai bhi nashe me jhumti hui Mr Swami ke jism se alag ho kar Mr Rastogi ke jism se lag gayi.
Sahiba:- woh sab ayenge tab aap kaha rahoge???
Azhar:- waha hi sab ke sath tumhare pass hi me.
Sahiba:- nahi, aap waha nahi rehna kahi chale jana mein apke samne woh sab nahi kar paungi mujhe bhaut sharam ayegi.
Azhar:- par me kya karu meri bhi majboori hai.
Sahiba:- kaisi majboori hai???
Azhar:- “kya karu mein bhi uss wa waqt waha nahi rehna chahta hu. Mein bhi apni biwi ko kisi paraye mard ki baaho me jhulta sehen nahi kar sakta hu. Lekin unn dono haramzado ne mujhe beijjat karne me koi kasar nahi chori hai.
Woh jante hai ki meri dukhti rag unn logo ke hatho me hai. Isliye woh dono jo bhi kahenge mujhe karna hi padega. Unn dono haramzado ne mujhe uss waqt waha hi mojhud rehne ko kaha hai.”
Yeh sab kehte kehte Azhar ki awaaj ekdum naami se bhar gayi thi. Tab maine unko apni baaho me le liya aur unke sir ko apne dono mummo me daba kar unko sambhal ne ki koshish ki.
Sahiba:- aap gabhrao nahi mein aap par kisi bhi tarah ki koi bhi pareshani nahi ane dungi.
Maine muskan bhabhijaan se call kar ke phone par aise sab ke bare me discussion kiya tha. Tab mujhe pata chala tha ki unke sath bhi aise sab hota rehta hai.
Jab maine bhabhijaan ko unn dono ke bare me bataya toh unhone mujhe kaha ki business me iss tarah ke offers chalte rehte hai. Aur mujhe aur bhi aage bhi iss tarah ki situations ke liye ready rehna chahiya.
Muskab bhabhijaan ne yeh bhi advice di ki mein kuch bhi negative nahi sochu. Aur aise mauko par khud bhi enjoy kar na chahiye.
Ab uss din shaam ko mein bhaut ache se ready ho kar taiyar ho gayi. Maine kamar pe ek dori ke support se saree ko lapeta. Saree pehen ne ke baad bhi mera pura jism samne se saaf saaf dikh raha tha.
Mein kitni bhi try karti apne private parts ko chupane ki lekin kuch bhi nahi chupa paa rahi thi. Ek body part pe saree double karne ki try karti toh dusre part ke liye saree nahi bachti thi.
Lastly maine sab sochna band kar ke saree ko normal tarike se pehen li thi. Fir unke diye hue hugh heels wali sandle pehen liye jiske straps mere pairo par criss-cross hote hue ghutno tak bandhne the.
Phir maine unn dono ke ane se pehle khud ko ek baar mirror me dekh kar tassali kar li aur saree ke pallu ko apne seene par cover kar liya. Par fir bhi mere boobs saaf saaf jhalak rahe the.
Uske baad maine unn logo ke pasand ke hisaab se apne face par heavy makeup kar liya tha.
Yeh sab ready hone ke baad maine turant hi unke aane se pehle ek contraceptive pills le li. Kyuki precautions lene ke mamle me iss tarah ke sambandho me kisi par bhi trust kar na bhaut badi mistake ho sakti hai.
Ab unn logo ke ane par Azhar ne jaa kar door open kiya aur mein ander hi khadi rahi. Woh sab baate karne lage aur unn ke baate karne ki aawaj se mein samjh gayi thi dono apni raat haseen hone ki kalpana karke khush ho rahe hai.
Ab maine ek gehri saas li aur apne aap ko waqt ke hatho me chor diya. Kyuki ab iske alawa humare samne koi rasta hi nahi bacha tha toh fir koi jhijhak kaisi rakhna. Maine apne aap ko khushi ke mutabik puri tarah se nisaar karne ki thaan li thi.
Azhar ke aawaj dene par mein ek tray me 4 glass aur ice cubes container le kar living room me poch gayi thi. Tab mujhe dekh kar mere jism ko dekh kar sab ki aakhe badi badi ho gayi thi. Par meri aakhe neeche jameen me ghusi jaa rahi thi aur mein sharam se pani pani ho rahi thi.
Kisi anjaan ke samne apne jism ki numaish karne ka yeh mera pehla experience tha.
Mein high heels sandles me dhere dhere chal kar unn logo ke samne poch gayi. Maine apni jhuki hui nazro se dekh rahi thi ki mere aazad boobs mere jism par har halke se hilne par bhi kaamp uthte. Aur unki yeh uchal kud samne baithe logo ki bhukhi aakho ko rahat de rahe the.
Mein high heels sandles me dhere dhere chal kar unn logo ke samne poch gayi. Mene apni jhuki hui nazro se dekh rahi thi ki mere aazad boobs mere jism par har halke se hilne par bhi kaamp uthte aur unki yeh uchal kud samne baithe logo ki bhukhi aakho ko rahat de rahe the.
Azhar ne pehle unn dono ko mera introduction karvaya aur meri taraf ishara karte hue kaha
Azhar:- she is my wife Sahiba (yeh hai meri patni Sahiba)
Aur baad me unn dono ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha
Azhar:- yeh hai Mr Rastogi aur yeh hai Mr. …
Mr Swami:- i am Mr Swami madam.
Swami ne Azhar ki baat kaate hue khud he khud ka introduction de diya tha.
Mene samne dekha toh woh dono he lambe aur bade sarir ke malik the. Swami 6″5 feet ka lamba aur mota aadmi tha uska rang bilkul coal ki tarah kala aur french beard me woh ekdum south indian film ka koi typical villan lag raha tha. Uski age kuch 50 years ke aas pass thi aur uska wajan lagbhag 100kg ke aas pass hoga.
Jab woh muje dekh kar hassa toh aisa laga maano kaale badalo ke beech me chand nikal kar aya ho.
Mr Rastogi bhi bhaut bura he tha dikhne me. Uski bhi height kuch 5″11 ki hogi aur age bhi 40 years se jyada he lag rahi thi. Uski fulli hui tond (stomach) bhi nikli hui thi aur sir bilkul saaf tha pura ganja.
Unn dono ko dekh kar muje bhaut he bura lag raha tha. Par ab mein unn dono ke samne lagbhag nangi he khadi thi. Koi aur waqt hota toh aise gande aadmiyo ko toh mein apne pass bhi nahi ane deti lekin woh dono toh iss waqt mere najuk jism ko nochne ko barabar ho rahe the aur yeh woh dono ki aakho me muje dekh kar chamak uthi thi.
Dono ki aakho se lag raha tha ki mene woh saree bhi kyun pehen rahi thi. Dono ne he muje sir se pairo tak bhukhi nazro se ghur ke dekha tha.
Jab mein hath se glass ko table pe rakhne ke liye neeche jhuki toh mere boobs ke weight se meri saree ka pallu neeche jhuk gaya aur rasille fruits ki tarah latakte mere boobs ko dekh kar unke seene par saanp lautne lage the.
Mein glass aur ice cube container table pe rakh kar wapas kitchen me jana chahti thi par tabhi he Mr Swami ne mera hath pakad kar muje waha se jane se rok diya aur bola
Mr Swami:- tum kyun jata hai?? tum baitho yaha humare pass me.
Itna kehte he usne muje khich kar 3 sitting sofa pe baithe hue beech me khich kar baitha diya. Mein Swami aur Rastogi ke beech me sandwich bani hui thi.
Mr Rastogi:- Azhar bhai yeh kitchen ka kaam tum jakar karo kyuki ab humari pyaari bhabhijaan yaha se kahi nahi jayegi.
Azhar ne uth kar gaye aur tray kitchen me rakh kar aye. Jab woh kitchen se wapas aye toh muje unn dono ke beech kasmkasate paya unhone.
Woh dono mere jism se chipke hue the aur kabhi ek toh kabhi dusra mere hotho ko ya saree ke bahar dikhti nangi baaho ko aur meri gardan ko chum rahe the.
Mr Rastogi ke muh se bhauy ajeeb tarah ki badabu (smell) aa rahi thi. Mein kisi tarah apni saaso ko band karke unki harkato ko chup chap jhel rahi thi.
Azhar drawer se koi beer ki 3-4 bottles aur ek scotch whisky ki bottle bhi lekar aye aur woh bottle uhone Mr Swami ki taraf de di toh woh bolne laga
Mr Swami:- nahi nakko yeh bottle bhabhijaan kholengi.
Usne ek bottle meri taraf kar di.
Mr Swami:- hum 3 ke liye beer dalo glass me aur apne liye whisky dal do….. Rastogi anna ka galla bhi sukh raha hoga.
Tabhi Mr Rastogi Azhar se kehne laga ki
Mr Rastogi:- Azhar your wife is a real gem (tumhara biwi ek khara hera hai) you lucky bastard kya sexy jism hai tumhari wife ka.
Ab woh dono ke hath apas me mere ek ek boobs ko batt chuke the. Aur sath he unhone saree ka pallu seene se hata kar mere dono boobs ko chume jaa rahe the.
Ab aisi halat me mere liye sab ke liye glass me beer dalna mushkil ka kaam ho gaya tha.
Dono toh mujse aise chupke hue the ki bhaut koshish ke baad bhi unhe alag nahi kar saki. Toh mene uss he halat me glass me beer dali aur apne liye 1 glass me whisky dali. Jab mein apni whisky me soda dal rahi thi toh Mr Rastogi ne mera whisky ka glass beer se pura bhar diya tha.
Jab mein unn ko unka glass dene lagi toh woh bole
Mr Rastogi:- iss tarah se nahi jo saaki hota hai pehle woh glass se ek sip leta hai fir he woh dusro ko deta hai.
Tab mene glass ke rim ko apne hotho se chuha aur fir ek sip lekar usse Rastogi ki taraf badha diya. Phir dusri glass bhi uss he tarah chuh kar Swami ko diya aur Azhar ko bhi.
Jab mai unn ko unka glass dene lagi toh woh bole-
Mr Rastogi:- iss tarah se nahi jo saaki hota hai pehle woh glass se ek sip leta hai fir he woh dusro ko deta hai.
Tab maine glass ke rim ko apne hotho se chuha aur fir ek sip lekar usse Rastogi ki taraf badha diya. Phir dusri glass bhi uss he tarah chuh kar Swami ko diya aur Azhar ko bhi.
Sab ne mil kar meri khubsurti par cheers kiya aur apne apne glass hotho se laga diye. Mai bhi whisky aur beer ka cocktail peene lagi thi.
Meri dhadkan tezi se chal rahi thi aur bechaini me maine 4-5 sip me he apna glass khali kar diya tha. Mera glass khali dekh kar-
Mr Rastogi:- kitni mast ho bhabhijaan tum toh….
Itna kaha aur mere liye glass me dusra peg bana ne laga. Usne mera glass half whisky se bhara aur baki ka half fir se beer se bhar diya aur mujhe diya. Itne me he Azhar ne cigarette ka packet Mr Swami ko de diya toh Mr Rastogi bola
Mr Rastogi:- nahi aise nahi drinks ki tarah bhabhijaan he sulga kar degi hame.
Sahiba:- par lekin mai smoke nahi karti hu.
Mr Rastogi:- arey par yeh toh sirf cigarette he toh hai aur drinks ke sath smoke karne se aur bhi maza badha jata hai.
Azhar:- please rastogiji isse jabarjasti nahi kijiye yeh bilkul smoke nahi karti hai.
Mr Rastogi:- koi baat nahi cigarette ke filter ko chum kar sulga toh sakti ho na itna kar dogi toh bhi bhaut maza aa jayega. Hum puri ciggerate smoke karne toh nahi keh rahe hai bus itna kar do.
Toh maine jhijhakte hue cigarette apne hotho se lagai aur Mr Rastogi ne aage badh kar lighter cigarette ke aage jala dala. Maine halka sa he kaash liya toh pura dhuha mere fefdo me bhar gaya aur meri aakho me pani aa gaya aur mai bhaut jor se khasne lagi.
Mr Swami ne fatafat mera glass mere hotho se laga diya. Maine uss strong drink kaek bada sip piya toh meri khasi ruk gayi.
Maine cigarette Mr Swami ko pakda di aur fir Mr Rastogi aur Azhar ke liye bhi uss he tarah cigarette jalai par uss me mujhe pehle wali tarah taklif nahi hui. Sabhi cigarette peete hue apni beer peene lage aur mai bhi apna strong bana hua cocktail peene lagi thi.
Kuch he time me Mr Swami kuch jyada he mood me ho rahe the. Usne meri nange boobs ko apne hatho se pakad kar meri nipple ko apne beer se bhare glass me dubaya. Fir uss nipple ko aur hotho se laga diya.
Usse aise karte dekh Mr Rastogi bhi bhaut mood me aa gaya. Fir dono ne he meri ek ek nipple pe apna hak jamaya aur unhe buri tarah se masal masal kar nichodh ne lage the.
Mr Rastogi ne apne glass se ek ungli se beer ki jhaag (foam) ko utha kar mere nipple par laga diya. Fir usse apni jeeb se chat kar pura saaf kar diya tha aur bolne laga.
Mr Rastogi:- ummhuhm uhuuhmm maza aa gaya….. Azhar tumhari begam toh bhaut naseeli cheez hai.
Meri bhi nipples uttejname kisi bullet ki tarah khade ho gaye the. Jab maine waha se samne dekha toh Azhar apni jagah baithe hue ek nazro se mere sath ho rahe harkato ko dekh rahe the. Unka apni jagah baithe baithe kasmasana yeh dekha raha tha ki woh bhi kis tarah uttejit hote jaa rahe the.
Mujhe unko inn tarah uttejit hona bilkul bhi accha nahi laga tha. Thik hai agar jaan pehchaan me swapping alag baat hoti hai. Lekin apni biwi ko kisi anjaan aadmi ke hatho masle jane ka maza lena alag hota hai.
Isliye mujhe waha baithe har mard par gussa aa raha tha. Lekin mere jism mere dimaag me chal rahi uthal pathal se bilkul bekhabar apni bhuk se pagal ho raha tha.
Gusse me kaho ya jismani bhuk me maine apna cocktail ke dusra glass bhi lagbhag khali kar liya tha. Lekin pata nahi kyun whisky aur beer ki itni strong cocktail peene ke baad bhi mujhe kuch khaas jyada nasha mehsus nahi ho raha tha.
Par Mr Rastogi se aur nahi raha gaya toh usne uth kar mujhe hath pakad kar khada kiya. Aur mere jism par bachi hui meri saree ko khich kar mujse alag kar di.
Ab tak toh mera jism saree me se jhalak de raha tha woh ab bilkul beparda ho kar samne aa gaya tha. Ab mai sirf high heels ke sandles pehne bilkul nangi unke samne apne drink ka glass pakde khadi thi aur sharam se lal bhi ho rahi thi.
Mr Rastogi ne mere jism ke piche se lipat kar mujhe apne private parts ko chupane se roka. Usne meri bagal ke niche se apne hatho ko dal kar mere dono chuchiya pakad li. Aur unhone apne hatheliyo se uper utha kar Mr Swami ke samne kar ke ek bhadi si hasi hasne laga aur bola-
Mr Rastogi:- Swami dekh kya maal hai… Saali khub maze degi.
Itna bolte bolte he usne mere dono nipples ko apni ungli ki chutkiyo me bhar kar buri tarah se masal diya tha. Mai ekdum dard se sihar uthi thi..
Sahiba:- uuhm ahahahaha aaahahaah…
Phir Mr Swami apni hatheli se meri chut ke uper sehla raha tha. Maine apni dono taango ko sakti se ek dusre se bhich kar waha khadi thi. Jisse meri chut unke samne chupi hui rahe. Par Swami ne jabarjasti apni 3 ungliya meri taango ke beech ghused he di thi.
Tab maine jaldbazi me apne glass me se cocktail ek he sip me pura khatam kar diya tha. Toh Rastogi ne glass ko mere hath se lekar neeche table pe rakh diya.
Do minute pehle tak mujhe kuch khass nasha mehsus nahi ho raha tha. Par ab achanak ek he pal me bhaut jor ka nasha mere sir chadh kar tandav karne laga aur mai bhi jhumne lagi thi.
Mr Swami ne mujhe pakad kar baaho me khicha. Toh mai nashe me jhumti hui ladkhadakar uski god me gir gayi. Usne mere nange jism ko apni majboot baaho me bhar liya. Aur mujhe apne seene me kas kar daba diya tha. Toh meri badi badi chuchiya uske majboot seene par dab kar bilkul chapti ho rahi thi.
Tabhi Swami ne apni jeeb mere muh me dal di thi.
Mujhe uske iss tarah apni jeeb mere muh me firane se ghinn aa rahi thi. Lekin apne feelings ko control kar rakha tha. Uske dono hatho ne meri dono chuchiyo ko pakad liya tha. Aur ab woh unn dono ko aate ki tarah gunth rahe the. Mere dono gore boobs uske masalne ke karan lal ho gaye the aur bhaut dard karne lage the.
Mr Rastogi:- abe Swami inn tanne hue faalo ko kya ukhad fekne ka irada hai kya??? Jara pyaar se sehla inn faalo ko. Tu toh iss tarah harkat kar raha hai maano tu isko jabran chodan kar raha ho. Yeh puri raat humare sath he rahegi toh jara pyaar se kar.
Mr Rastogi mere bagal me baith gaya aur mujhe Swami ki god se khich kar khud ki god me baitha liya. Aur mai bhi nashe me jhumti hui Mr Swami ke jism se alag ho kar Mr Rastogi ke jism se lag gayi.
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