03-12-2025, 10:53 PM
Dara bed pe peeche leta raha, dono haath Menaka ki badi si gaand pe. Panty ke patle kapde ke upar se usne dono haathon se zor se gaand ko masla, jaise aata gundh raha ho.
“Aahhh… yeh gaand toh mast hai poori,” usne dheemi garam awaaz mein bola, “itni mulayam… itni bhaari… jaise do bade-bade rasgulle ek panty mein bandhe hue hain.”
Phir ek zor ka thappad maara, chataak! Panty ke upar se bhi awaaz goonji.
“Kitni cheeti hai re teri gaand… dekh kitna hilti hai!” Usne doosra thappad maara, doosri taraf. Menaka ki gaand laal hone lagi thi kapde ke upar se bhi dikh raha tha.
Woh dono haathon se gaand ko faila kar dekhta raha, “Pata hai… jab tu lift mein chadhti thi na, main peeche se bas yeh dekh kar khada rehta tha. Sochta tha, kab ek baar yeh panty neeche kar ke in do tarbooj ko muh se kaatunga.”
Phir usne zor se squeeze kiya, itna zor se ki Menaka ki saans ruk gayi ek pal ke liye.
“Uff… buddhe…” Menaka ne siski bharke kaha, muh abhi bhi lund ke paas.
Dara ne has kar phir se thappad maara, ek ke baad ek teen-chaar, har baar gaand hilti aur woh maze se bolta, “Yeh gaand toh bana hi hai thappad khane ke liye… dekh kitna laal ho gaya… abhi toh panty bhi utregi, phir asli rang dikhaunga.”
Usne apni ungli panty ke elastic mein daal kar thoda neeche khincha, gaand ka half hissa dikhne laga, phir chhod diya, taaki elastic gaand pe zor se takraye.
“Ouch” Menaka chillayi aur hassi
"Panty utaar doon memsaab?" politely poocha.
Menaka ne lund muh se nikala, dekha, sar hilaaya. Usne upar kheencha embrace mein aur panty utaarne laga. Fully shaved chut aur glorious nangi gaand view mein aayi, panty ankles tak neeche aur kick kar ke side. Thodi der nangi body pawed phir baith gaya. Menaka bhi baith gayi.
Maine apni nangi wife ko dekha, boobs heave kar rahe, taangein folded, fingers nervously baal se khel rahe. Chehre pe arousal aur conflict.
"Dusri side aa." Dara bola. Ab tak right mein thi, ab left chahiye.
Hands and knees pe Menaka orientation change ki. Badi nangi gaand jiggle hui. Webcam se yeh new arrangement mujhe zyada pasand aaya, wife ki nangi body aur face ka close view.
Dara ne close kheencha. Menaka ab lover ke rhythms samajh gayi thi jaise. Kuch humein dashak baad bhi nahi aaya.
Dara ne peeth ke bal litaya. Right leg knee se fold, paer bed pe. Khud left side pe aaya, left leg apne hips pe kheench li. Hips aage kiye, mota khada lund left thigh ke upar poke kar raha tha. Menaka ne gaand close ki, lund crotch pe rub hone laga.
Phir muh neeche kiya aur kiss shuru. Menaka ki taangein Dara se intertwined, lund chut ke aaspaas hit kar raha tha. Phir left arm se taangein upar uthayi. Aur hips gently buck karne laga, lund chut mound aur thighs ke beech rub hone laga.
"Mmm...ahh..." Menaka moan, shayad clit pe lag raha tha. Pehli baar live dekh raha tha Menaka ne jo describe kiya tha, penetration-free fucking.
Bahut zyada elaborate aur aggressive tha jo Menaka ne bataya usse. Penetrate nahi kiya, lekin left hand se lund hairless crotch pe guide kar raha tha. Zor se lips pe, clit pe, up-down ass crack mein, perineum pe poke.
"Ahhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhh." Menaka kisses ke beech moan kar rahi thi.
"Pasand aa raha hai na?" Dara breathlessly.
"Yeahhhhhh...ooooh." Menaka ki gaand convulse aur sway kar rahi thi.
"Mera mota lund teri chut pe everywhere pasand hai?"
"Haan."
"Bol na."
"I love your thick dick all over my pussy...mmmmmmmmm."
Menaka ki awaaz mein urgency aur submission tha, main seedha baith gaya. Hips up-down buck, gaand aur obscenely jiggle.
"Sirf mere liye shave kiya?"
"Sirf tere liye shave kiya lover." robe ka collar pakad ke writhing mein boli.
"Mera lund pasand hai?"
"I love your...mmmmmmmmmm...love your dick."
"Sooooo.." Dara ne suddenly ruk gaya aur tip chut ke entrance pe set kiya.
Menaka bhi ruk gayi, aankhon mein dekha.
"Well?" usne poocha.
Menaka do second aur dekhti rahi aur sar hilaaya.
"Pakka?"
"Yesss..." baal pakde aur kiss mein kheench liya.
Dara dheere hips aage kiye aur mota supada meri wife ki chut mein breach kar gaya. Main cabin mein hazaar mile door almost jhad gaya jaise meri wife ne finally final frontier cross kiya.
"AAAAAAAAAAA!!" kiss toda aur aankhein band karke chillayi, gaand jerk hui peeche hatne ki. Lekin Dara ne hips pakde aur thoda aur ghusa diya.
"IT'S SO THICKKKKKKKK!!" meri wife zor se chillayi, aankhein tight band. Aur sach mein mota tha, mujhse bahut zyada.
"Dheere jaunga." gaal pe kiss karke bola.
Tip bahar nikala phir wapas ghusa diya, is baar aadha.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH..." Menaka ph933 scream, aankhein ab bhi band.
"Ruk jaaun?" concerned awaaz mein.
Iss sawal pe Menaka ne aankhein kholi aur eager expression se urgently boli,
"NO NO NO...jaari rakh...achha lag raha hai...achha lag raha hai."
Dara smile kiya. Hips aur upar, taangein door, ek swift motion mein poora mota lund andar thok diya.
"JAI MAHAKALI!!" usne battlecry maari
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Menaka ki gaand bed pe upar-neeche thapne lagi jaise ab tak ka sabse mota lund chut mein ghus gaya.
Aur cabin mein baitha main delight aur doom ke saath dekh raha tha meri wife finally doosre aadmi se chud rahi thi.
"OHHHHH IT'S SO THICK...IT'S SO GOOD..." Menaka chillayi, hips buck aur thrash, Dara ka lund ab chut mein poora ghusa hua.
Journey shuru hui thi usko Dara-Vimla pe spy karte, phir mere prodding se, uske dreams ke baad, ab logical conclusion pe pahunch gayi. Main toh chahta hi tha. Phir bhi dil mein ek disconcerting feeling kyun aa rahi thi?
"Tu itni tight aur garam hai memsaab." Dara happily bola.
Left hand right gaand pe rakh ke close kheench liya, torsos side se touch. Menaka ne right leg kamar pe lapet li. Hoth se lover ke chest hair aur shoulders kiss kar rahi thi. Pakad ke Dara ne dheere-dheere deep strokes se chut mein piston shuru kiya.
"Oh yes...oh yes..." Menaka whisper kar rahi thi. Enhanced filter se chut ke squelching sounds aa rahe the bed pe chudai ke.
"Teri smooth bald chut skin pe kitni achhi lagti hai." kaan kaat te hue bola.
Menaka lover se chipki hui gande avaaj nikaal rahi thi har stroke pe. Dara ka kadak baalon se bhari gaand authoritatively move kar raha tha.
"Dekh kya miss kar rahi thi?" poocha.
"Hmmmm...oh yesssssssss..." ek purposeful thrust ka jawab.
Mere saath Menaka bed mein bahut silent rehti thi. Talkative dekh ke jealousy ka teesra attack pada.
"NOOOOOOOOOO...DON"T STOP!!" Menaka chillayi jaise Dara ne lund bahar nikala aur dheere se dhakka diya.
"Relax memsaab. Bas position change kar raha hoon." peeth ke bal dhakel diya.
"Oh good."
Meri wife ne khud taangein uthayi, wide kholi aur geeli chut rub karne lagi.
Dara ne ghutne uski thighs ke neeche, ankles pakde aur lund wapas chut mein ghusa diya.
"Oh yeahhhhhh!!" khushi se jawab jab lund wapas aaya.
Dara ne taangein chhodi aur aage jhuka, muh uske upar. Kiss kiya, Menaka ne moan ke beech wapas kiya. Lovingly sar pe haath, Menaka ne neck ke peeche haath lock kiye embrace mein. Robe ab bhi pehne tha, robe se dhanki gaand aage-peeche hump karne lagi missionary mein chudai. Menaka ki taangein knees se folded lekin obscenely hawa mein latak rahi thi aur hil rahi thi plowed hote hue.
"Pasand aa raha hai?"
"Yessss." high-pitched. "Itna mota hai!"
"Chudna pasand hai?"
"Yes, Mujhe chudna pasand hai." kiss karte hue.
"Toh itna intezaar kyun karwaya?" Dara ne chodna rok diya.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Menaka ne disappointment ki awaaz nikali. Taangein kamar pe lapet ke wapas kheenchne ki koshish.
"Bheek mang!" Dara gussey se bola. Ab poori tarah se meri horny wife ke saath khel raha tha, usko pata tha mahinon se nahi chudi thi.Fast
“Main bheek mangti hu……”
“Kya bheek mangti hai?”
“Please, bheek mangti hu ki mujhe chodo.”
“Bol, tu ek shaadi-shuda high-class memsaab hai jo apne watchman se chudna chahti hai.”
“Yes, yes, main ek shaadi-shuda high-class memsaab hoon jo apne watchman se chudna chahti hoon, chudna zaruri samajhti hu!”
“Good girl!” usne gaal pe pat kiya aur phir se chodne laga.
Missionary mein aise hi paanch minute chalta raha, sirf Dara ki siskiyaan, Menaka ki kabhi na-suni moans aur skin ki thap-thap se bhara hua. Jo awaazein nikal rahi thi meri wife se, main believe hi nahi kar pa raha tha.
“Okay, uth!” finally Dara seedha hua aur bola. “Ab tujhe kutiya bana kar chodunga.”
Menaka obediently haathon-ghutno pe aa gayi, webcam se muh pher ke.
“Kamar jhuka randi! Tere pati ne tujhe kabhi doggy mein nahi choda kya?” usne dheere se kamar pe mukka maara.
Mere saath bhi Menaka ko proper back-arch karwane mein problem hoti thi. Samajh hi nahi aati thi ki gaand kaise ubhaar ke chut expose kare. Mere saath toh nahi. Dara ke saath ekdum perfect pose mein aa gayi.
“Dekh yeh chut! Ekdum saaf shaved, itni geeli, baccha hone ke baad bhi itni tight.” Dara ne gaand ki crack mein ungliyaan upar-neeche pherti hui ganda bola. Menaka bas moan kar rahi thi.
“Jaldi kar na!” ek minute baad usne irritation se bola.
“Demanding ho gayi!” Dara hans ke position mein aaya.
Usne neeche se uske bade-bade boobs pakde aur doggy style mein thokne laga. Menaka ki siskiyaan wapas shuru. Pleasure se poori paagal lag rahi thi.
Scene kitna perverted tha. Doggy sabse animalistic style hai. Aur yahan meri seedhi-saadi traditional wife watchman ka mota lund chut mein le rahi thi iss pose mein. Baal chehre pe gir gaye the, face dikh nahi raha tha. Koi bhi random randi lag sakti thi jo iss neeche ke gurkhe se thukai kha rahi ho. Lekin yeh meri wife thi, believe nahi ho raha tha.
Dara ne boobs chhode. Dara ne Menaka ke baal zor se peeche kheenche hue the, uska sar upar uth gaya, gardan ekdum khinch gayi thi jaise koi ghodi ki lagam pakdi ho. Uske muh se sirf siskariyaan aur "haan... haan... aur zor se..." jaise madhoshi bhare shabd nikal rahe the. Baal khinchte hi uska chehra saaf dikhne laga— aankhein band, muh khula, laal honth kaanp rahe the, laar tapak rahi thi thodi si. Seedhi-saadi Menaka ab bilkul ek bhookhi kutiya lag rahi thi jo apne maalik ke saamne jhuki hai.
Dara hans pada, uski saansein bhaari thi lekin control mein. Usne apna mota, kale lund ko ek baar poora bahar nikala—ek zor ka 'plop' sound hua, chut se paani ki boondein giri zameen pe—phir ek hi jhatke mein poora andar ghused diya. Menaka ki poori body aage ko dhakel gayi, uske haath bed pe fisal gaye, bas ghutne aur gaand hi upar thi ab.
“Ab dekh teri iss moti gaand ko kitna laal karta hoon, memsaab,” Dara ne ghurraate hue kaha aur phir shuru ho gaya thappadon ka silsila.
PAK! PAK! PAK! PAK!
Har thappad ke saath Menaka ki safed, mulayam gaand laal hoti ja rahi thi. Pehle halka pink, phir ghaani laal, jaise koi pakka tamatar. Dara ne speed nahi ghati—lund andar-bahar pistoning karta raha full force mein, aur saath-saath gaand pe thappad maarta raha. Kabhi daaya butt cheek, kabhi baaya, kabhi dono haathon se ek saath. Har thappad ke baad gaand hilti thi jaise jelly, laal nishaan ubhar aate the.
“Ahhh! Daraaaa... bas... jal rahi hai... uffff... mat rukna!” Menaka rone lagi lekin gaand peeche ko aur kar rahi thi, lund ko aur gehra lene ki koshish mein.
Dara ne uske baal chhode nahi. Ab usne ek haath se baal pakde rakhe aur dusre haath se gaand pe zor-zor se maarte hue apni pelvis ko Menaka ki gaand se takra raha tha—thap-thap-thap-thap ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi, jaise koi jaanwar zor se daud raha ho. Menaka ki gaand itni laal ho chuki thi ki chamakne lagi thi, haath ke panje ke nishaan saaf dikh rahe the.
“Bol memsaab! Kiski gaand hai ye?” Dara ne zor se baal kheencha.
“Teriii... sirf teriii gaand hai ye... aaaahhh!” Menaka chillayi, uski awaaz toot rahi thi.
Dara ne apni speed aur badha di. Ab woh poore janwar ki tarah chod raha tha—sar peeche kheench rakha tha, gaand laal kar di thi, aur lund jaise piston andar-bahar. Menaka ki chut se paani ki phach-phach awaaz aa rahi thi, bed ke neeche poori geeli jagah ban gayi thi. Uske boobs neeche latak kar jhool rahe the har thokne pe, nipples sakht ho gaye the.
PAK! PAK! PAK! Teen aur zor ke thappad maare Dara ne, itne zor se ki Menaka ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Phir woh ruk nahi saka—uski saansein phool gayi, lund phool kar aur mota ho gaya.
“Oh, teri yeh badi gol creamy gaand kitni zabardast hai. Vimla toh bilkul patli hai, uski gaand haddi ki tarah. Tu rich memsaab, rich khana khati hai, perfect gol aur maarne layak gaand!”
“OUCH!!” ek zor ke thappad pe Menaka chillayi.
Dara bed pe peeth ke bal gira, saans phooli hui, paseene se tar-batar. Usne ek haath se Menaka ki kamar pakdi aur zor se kheencha; Menaka uski taraf mud kar side pe let gayi, peeth Dara ke seene se chipak gayi. Ab dono spooning position mein the: Dara peeche se, Menaka aage.
Usne apna abhi bhi adha-khada mota lund Menaka ki jaanghon ke beech fislaya. Menaka ne khud hi apni taang thodi si upar utha di, shaved chut ka chhota sa triangle bilkul saaf dikh raha tha, geela aur chamakdar. Dara ne lund ka supada chut ke lips pe ragda, ek halka sa jhatka diya aur poora andar ghusa diya. Menaka ki saans ekdum se ruk gayi, “uhhhh…” ek lambi si siski nikli.
Ab dheere-dheere spoon-fuck shuru hua. Dara ka ek haath Menaka ke bade-bade boobs ke neeche se guzar gaya, unko zor se dabaya, nipple ko ungliyon mein masalte hue. Dusra haath uski kamar pe, usko apne se aur chipkaye hue. Har thokke pe Menaka ki gaand Dara ki pelvis se takra rahi thi—thap… thap… thap… halki awaaz, lekin bahut gehri.
Menaka ne apna sar peeche mudaya, Dara ne uske honthon ko apne muh mein le liya. Lamba, geela kiss shuru ho gaya—jiibh andar-bahar, laar ka exchange, saansein mil rahi thi. Kiss karte-karte hi Dara ka lund Menaka ki chut mein dheeme lekin zor ke dhakke laga raha tha. Har dhakke pe Menaka ke boobs side mein flop ho rahe the, jaise do bade doodh ke bharre balloons hila rahe hon.
“Abhi bhi geeli hai teri chut, memsaab… bilkul bhookhi lagi hai,” Dara ne kiss tod kar kaan mein phusphusaaya.
Menaka ne sirf “hmm… haan…” kaha, aankhein band, muh khula. Usne apna ek haath peeche daal kar Dara ki gaand pakad li, usko aur zor se dhakke lagane ko keh rahi thi.
Dara ne speed badha di. Ab spooning mein bhi full-on chudai shuru ho gayi. Usne Menaka ki upar wali taang utha li, ghutna mod kar, ab chut aur khul gayi thi. Lund ab aur gehra ja raha tha, supada har baar andar tak andar tak chhu raha tha. Menaka ki siskiyaan kiss mein dab rahi thi, kabhi-kabhi nikal kar “fuck… aur… haan…” jaise shabd.
Boobs ab free the, har zor ke dhakke pe aage-peeche hil rahe the, nipple hawa mein gol-gol ghoom rahe the. Dara ne apna haath neeche le ja kar clit pe ragadne laga, do ungliyon se zor se masalte hue. Menaka ki body ekdum akad gayi, uski saansein tez, “bas… bas… aa raha hai…” aur phir woh dobara jhad gayi, chut ne lund ko itna zor se jakda ki Dara bhi ruk nahi paya.
Paanch minute yeh chala, phir Dara baith gaya.
Dara ne Menaka ka haath pakda aur bed se utarte hi seedha computer table tak le gaya. Raat ke teen baje, webcam ka chhota sa red light jal raha tha, bilkul chupke se record kar raha tha. Main wahan baitha tha, screen ke uss taraf, dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
“Jhuk,” Dara ne dheemi awaaz mein order diya.
Menaka ne ek pal ko bhi nahi socha. Usne swivel chair ko thoda aage kheencha, dono haathon ki kohni seat pe tikayi aur peeth jhuka di. Uski badi gaand ab bilkul camera ke saamne thi, laal thappadon ke nishaan abhi bhi taaze, jaise koi artist ne laal rang se paint kar diya ho. Baal chehre pe bikhre hue, honth khule, aankhein madhoshi mein doobhi hui.
Dara ne uski kamar pakdi, apna mota lund ek haath se pakad kar chut ke lips pe ragda, phir ek hi jhatke mein poora andar thok diya.
“Ufff… maaa…” Menaka ke muh se ek gehri siski nikli, chair ke wheels hil gaye, woh thodi aage sarak gayi.
Phir shuru hua standing doggy ka asli khel.
Dara ne pehle dheere-dheere dhakke lagaye, jaise chut ko phir se yaad dila raha ho ki abhi khel khatam nahi hua. Har dhakke pe Menaka ki gaand hilti, boobs neeche latak kar aage-peeche dole. Webcam se sab crystal clear dikh raha tha: uski shaved chut mein mota kaala lund andar-bahar, paani ki chamak, har baar jab Dara bahar nikalta to chut ke lips khinch jaate.
Phir Dara ne speed pakdi.
Thap… thap… thap… thap… thap…
Awaaz tezi se badhne lagi. Chair ke wheels se har dhakke pe Menaka aage sarak jaati, phir Dara uski kamar kheench kar wapas apne lund pe chipka deta. Uske haath ab Menaka ki gaand pe the, dono taraf se pakad rakha tha jaise koi ghodi ki lagam pakdi ho.
PAK! PAK! PAK!
Phir se thappad shuru.
“Le saali… teri yeh moti gaand ko aaj poori laal kar dunga!” Dara ne gurraya.
Har thappad ke saath Menaka ki gaand mein ek current daud jaata. Pehle se laal thi, ab aur gehra laal, maroon jaisa ho gaya. Haath ke panje ke nishaan ubhar aaye, ek ke upar ek. Menaka rone lagi lekin gaand peeche ko kar rahi thi, aur lund maang rahi thi.
“Maar… aur zor se maar… haan Dara… aise hi… kutiya bana de mujhe!” uski awaaz toot-toot kar nikal rahi thi.
Main screen pe apni wife ko aise dekh raha tha jaise koi porn movie chal raha ho, lekin yeh meri Menaka thi. Uski aankhein band, muh khula, laar tapak rahi thi, aur har thappad pe uska muh khul kar “AHHH!” ki awaaz nikalti.
Dara ne ab full animal mode on kar diya. Ek haath se gaand pe thappad, dusre haath se baal pakad kar sar peeche kheencha. Menaka ki gardan ekdum khinch gayi, muh upar, jaise koi bitch in heat chillaye.
PAK! PAK! PAK! PAK!
Lagataar thappad. Gaand ab bilkul jal rahi thi, laal se maroon, phir purple shades dikhne lage. Har thappad ke baad gaand hilti, boobs tezi se jhoolte. Dara ka lund jaise machine ki tarah andar-bahar, chut se phach-phach-phach ki awaaz aa rahi thi, paani neeche gir raha tha floor pe.
… OHHH GODDDDD!”
Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Itna intense orgasm ki uski poori body kamp gayi, taange ladkhadayi, chair pe hi girte-girte bachi. Chut ne Dara ke lund ko itna zor se jakda ki Dara bhi ruk nahi paya.
“Le randi… ab teri chut mein bhar deta hoon!”
Dara ne ek zor ka dhakka maara, poora lund andar ghusa kar ruk gaya. Usne Menaka ki gaand ko dono haathon se pakda, zor se dabaya, aur andar hi jhadne laga. Main zoom karta gaya, dekh raha tha kaise uska lund pulse kar raha tha, har pulse mein garam cum Menaka ki chut mein bhar raha tha.
Jab Dara peeche hata, lund bahar nikla to ek zor ka ‘plop’ sound hua. Menaka ki chut se safed cum ki moti dhaar behne lagi, jaanghon pe lambi-lambi streaks. Woh abhi bhi jhuki hui thi, saans phooli hui, gaand upar, bilkul thaki hui kutiya.
Dara peeche ladkhadaya, bed pe dhadam se baith gaya, saans phooli hui, lund abhi bhi adha khada, cum aur paani se saga hua.
Aur main wahan screen ke uss taraf baitha, haath se apna lund dbaaye, dekh raha tha ki meri traditional biwi ab poori tarah se ek cum-soaked, laal-gaand wali, trashy rand lag rahi thi, webcam ke saamne.
“Unbelievable tha yeh!”
Menaka ab bhi chair pe jhuki nangi thi. Dheere seedhi hui, poori satisfied aur thaki hui. Ghutne ladkhadaye aur wahi zameen pe gir gayi. Phir fetal position mein curl ho gayi.
Dara concerned face ke saath utha, paas baitha.
“Theek hai memsaab?” lovingly gaand pe haath phera.
“Haan, theek hoon.” saans ab bhi tezi se. Thodi sharmindagi thi ab.
“Kitni zor se chillati hai tu! Bilkul hyena!”
“Chup!” usne thappad maara aur hans di.
“Chal.” seedha hua. “Nahane chal.”
“Ek minute.” whiny awaaz mein. “Thak gayi hoon.”
“Itni jaldi thak gayi? Tera pati itna lamba nahi chodta kya?”
“Chodta hai.” dheere baithte hue. “Lekin itna… aggressive nahi.”
Aur yeh kiski galti hai, main poochhna chahta tha. Apni saari girlfriends ke saath main bahut rough-aggressive tha – baal kheenchta, gaand pe thappad maarta, har position try karta. Lekin Menaka ko hamesha itni pure-pristine lagti thi ki maine zyada push nahi kiya. Saalon se sirf 3-4 position try ki thi kyunki woh subdued rehti thi. Pata nahi tha ki thoda assertive bano toh andar ka nympho nikal aayega. Woh kaam watchman ne kar diya.
“Shayad tujhe mere paas lessons lene bhejna chahiye.” Dara hans pada. “Chal ab!”
“Eeeeee!”
Dara ne Menaka ko kandhe pe utha rakha tha jaise koi bojh hi nahi ho. Uski badi, laal gaand uske kaan ke paas latak rahi thi, har kadam pe thodi si hilti. Menaka hans rahi thi, bachchon ki tarah, haath se uski peeth thapthapa rahi thi.
“Arre chhod na! Zameen pe rakh de!” “Nahi memsaab, aaj toh poori service dunga,” Dara ne hans kar kaha aur bathroom ka darwaza pair se dhakka dekar khol diya.
Andar light jalate hi steam bhara hua tha, pehle se shower chala rakha tha usne. Garam paani ki boondon se poora bathroom bhara hua tha.
Dara ne Menaka ko dheere se neeche utara. Jaise hi uske paaon zameen pe pade, woh ladkhadayi, taangein abhi bhi kamp rahi thi. Dara ne uski kamar pakad li, seedha shower ke neeche le gaya.
Garam paani dono ke upar barasne laga.
Menaka ne aankhein band kar li, sar upar kiya, paani uske chehre pe, honthon pe, boobs pe beh raha tha. Cum ki streaks uski jaanghon se dho rahi thi, zameen pe safed dhaariyaan banati hui beh gayi. Dara peeche khada usko dekhta raha, phir usne shampoo uthaya aur Menaka ke baalon mein lagane laga.
“Arre… tu kya kar raha hai?” Menaka ne muskurate hue poocha. “Aaj teri seva kar raha hoon, memsaab,” Dara ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha aur uske baalon mein ungliyaan chalane laga.
Phir usne body wash liya, jhaag banaya aur Menaka ke kandhon pe, peeth pe, phir dheere-dheere neeche… uski laal gaand pe haath phera. Menaka ki saans phir tezi se chalne lagi.
“Abhi bhi dard ho raha hai?” Dara ne poocha, ungli se thappad ke nishaan dabaya. “Haan… lekin accha dard hai,” Menaka ne sharma kar kaha.
Dara hans pada. Usne Menaka ko palta, ab woh uski taraf muh kar ke khadi thi. Paani uske boobs pe gir raha tha, nipples sakht ho gaye the. Dara ne jhaag uske pet pe, phir neeche shaved chut pe lagaya. Ungliyaan lips ke beech fisli, Menaka ne uski kandhe pakad liya.
“Bas… ab mat chhed,” woh sihar gayi.
Dara ne ghutne pe baith gaya. Paani uske sar pe gir raha tha. Usne Menaka ki ek taang utha kar apne kandhe pe rakh di. Ab chut bilkul saamne thi, paani se dhuli hui, halki laal, abhi bhi thodi sooji hui.
Usne apna muh aage kiya. Ek lambi chaat maari, clit se lekar neeche tak.
“Aaaah… Daraaa…” Menaka ki awaaz goonj gayi bathroom mein.
Phir usne poora muh laga diya. Jiibh andar, clit pe zor se chusne laga. Menaka ki taangein kampi, usne Dara ke sar ko pakad liya, zor se dabaya apni chut pe.
Do minute mein hi Menaka phir se madhosh. “Ruk… ruk… ab mera number hai…”
Usne Dara ko khada kiya, khud ghutne pe baith gayi. Paani ab uske sar pe gir raha tha, baal chehre pe chipke hue. Usne Dara ka lund haath mein liya—abhi bhi mota, adha khada, paani se geela.
Menaka ne usko muh mein liya. Poora supada andar, jiibh se neeche wali taraf chaati. Dara ne sar peeche kiya, aankhein band, “uff… memsaab…”
Usne speed badha di. Ek haath se lund ka neeche wala hissa pakda, muh se upar ka, zor-zor se chusne lagi. Kabhi poora andar le leti, gala tak, kabhi bahar nikal kar supade pe jiibh ferne lagti. Dara ki saansein tez, usne Menaka ke baal pakad liye.
“Bas… bas… aa raha hai…”
Menaka ne aur zor se chusa. Dara ki kamar aage ko dhakel gayi, lund uske gale mein takraya, aur phir garam-garam paani uske muh mein chhoot gaya. Menaka ne kuch bhi nahi thooka, sab pee liya, aankhein band, muh abhi bhi lund pe.
Jab Dara ne lund bahar nikala, Menaka ne honth chate, muskurayi. Paani abhi bhi baras raha tha.
Dara ne usko upar kheencha, seedha kiss kiya. Hothon pe uska apna hi taste tha, lekin dono ko koi parwah nahi thi.
“Ab saaf ho gaye na dono?” Dara ne hans kar poocha.
Menaka ne uski chaati pe sar rakh diya, paani mein khadi, thaki hui, santusht, aur poori tarah se uski ho chuki.
Paani ki awaaz aur khoob hasi-ganaagliyan do minute tak aayi. Dono ek-doosre ko sex ka saara maal dhone mein lage the. Finally Dara bahar aaya, robe bandha hua. Peeche Menaka towel lapet ke, arms ke neeche tuck kiya hua.
“Paani laata hoon.” bola aur room se nikal gaya.
Menaka ne sar hilaaya, bed tak aayi aur let gayi, towel ab bhi lapeta hua. Chest tezi se upar-neeche, flushed face pe thaki hui expression. Baal thode geele. Kuch second baad side pe mud gayi webcam ki taraf. Haath sar ke neeche, ghutne thode mod ke – woh position jo mujhe pata thi, ab sone wali hai.
Aur sach mein, ek minute baad jab Dara paani ki bottle leke wapas aaya, uski shaadi-shuda mistress neend mein thi.
“So rahi ho?” poocha.
Jawab nahi. Woh muskuraya. Mera robe utara, paani ka bada ghoot liya, lights off karne gaya. Room andhera hote hi night vision on, sab green.
“Well done, meri sexy randi.” dheeme se bola, gaal pe kiss karke peeche se bed pe chadh gaya. “Thodi der aaram kar le, raat abhi baaki hai.”
Dara ne chupke se apna mobile liya aur nangi Menaka ki kuch photos kheechi.
Phir ek baah kamar pe daal ke spoon mein chipak gaya. Chup.
Green scene ko kuch minute dekhta raha. Meri wife aur uska watchman lover pyar karne wale couple ki tarah cuddle karke so rahe the. Main utha, break lene. Manila mein subah ho chuki thi.
Shower liya, bathroom floor pe stuffed balls khali kar diye. Kapde pehne, mess hall breakfast-coffee lene gaya. Lag raha tha abhi aaram karenge thodi der. Time tha.
15 minute baad wapas aaya toh scene thoda change, thankfully erotic side pe. Action nahi chal raha tha, ab bhi green aur so rahe the. Lekin Menaka ne side change kar li thi (woh neend mein khoob mudti hai). Ab camera se peeth thi. Movement se towel khul gaya tha, sadak-sadak neeche. Meri wife ki badi nangi creamy gaand aur watchman ka haath left gaand pe – dono nange cuddle mein.
Yeh erotic scene dekhta raha aur sochta raha ki das din baad jab milunga toh Menaka ko kaise-kaise chodunga. Dara ne jo-jo position try ki woh sab aur apne dusre dozen. Lekin green scene dekhte hue green-eyed monster bhi jag gaya. Jealousy aur insecurity feel hone lagi. Saaf tha Menaka ko Dara ke saath first time mere saath hundreds times se kahin zyada mazaa aaya. Aur sirf mota lund hi nahi – main bhi toh well-endowed hoon.
Wife ko watchman ki baahon mein lovingly snug dekhte hue laga baat sirf physical nahi. Dara ko usne khud chuna, bina zyada prodding ke. Mere saath arranged marriage thi. Hum “organically” pyaar mein nahi pade the. Neha ke saath jo raw passion tha woh kabhi nahi. Menaka conservative ghar ki, pehle pati ko, phir mujhe “haath mein de diya gaya”.
Lekin Dara ke saath primal, instinctive tha. Vimla ke liye insecurity, red saari, chut shave, sex ke dauraan chillana-bolna – shayad usko khud realize nahi, lekin woh ab starting se kahin deeper relationship mein thi. Aur dara bhi yeh baat achhe se samajh raha tha.
Aadha ghanta aur yeh sab sochta raha, paranoia badhta gaya. Saath hi arousal bhi deny nahi kar sakta tha.
“Ummmmmm..” Menaka pehle uthi, mujhe surprise hua.
“Aahhh… yeh gaand toh mast hai poori,” usne dheemi garam awaaz mein bola, “itni mulayam… itni bhaari… jaise do bade-bade rasgulle ek panty mein bandhe hue hain.”
Phir ek zor ka thappad maara, chataak! Panty ke upar se bhi awaaz goonji.
“Kitni cheeti hai re teri gaand… dekh kitna hilti hai!” Usne doosra thappad maara, doosri taraf. Menaka ki gaand laal hone lagi thi kapde ke upar se bhi dikh raha tha.
Woh dono haathon se gaand ko faila kar dekhta raha, “Pata hai… jab tu lift mein chadhti thi na, main peeche se bas yeh dekh kar khada rehta tha. Sochta tha, kab ek baar yeh panty neeche kar ke in do tarbooj ko muh se kaatunga.”
Phir usne zor se squeeze kiya, itna zor se ki Menaka ki saans ruk gayi ek pal ke liye.
“Uff… buddhe…” Menaka ne siski bharke kaha, muh abhi bhi lund ke paas.
Dara ne has kar phir se thappad maara, ek ke baad ek teen-chaar, har baar gaand hilti aur woh maze se bolta, “Yeh gaand toh bana hi hai thappad khane ke liye… dekh kitna laal ho gaya… abhi toh panty bhi utregi, phir asli rang dikhaunga.”
Usne apni ungli panty ke elastic mein daal kar thoda neeche khincha, gaand ka half hissa dikhne laga, phir chhod diya, taaki elastic gaand pe zor se takraye.
“Ouch” Menaka chillayi aur hassi
"Panty utaar doon memsaab?" politely poocha.
Menaka ne lund muh se nikala, dekha, sar hilaaya. Usne upar kheencha embrace mein aur panty utaarne laga. Fully shaved chut aur glorious nangi gaand view mein aayi, panty ankles tak neeche aur kick kar ke side. Thodi der nangi body pawed phir baith gaya. Menaka bhi baith gayi.
Maine apni nangi wife ko dekha, boobs heave kar rahe, taangein folded, fingers nervously baal se khel rahe. Chehre pe arousal aur conflict.
"Dusri side aa." Dara bola. Ab tak right mein thi, ab left chahiye.
Hands and knees pe Menaka orientation change ki. Badi nangi gaand jiggle hui. Webcam se yeh new arrangement mujhe zyada pasand aaya, wife ki nangi body aur face ka close view.
Dara ne close kheencha. Menaka ab lover ke rhythms samajh gayi thi jaise. Kuch humein dashak baad bhi nahi aaya.
Dara ne peeth ke bal litaya. Right leg knee se fold, paer bed pe. Khud left side pe aaya, left leg apne hips pe kheench li. Hips aage kiye, mota khada lund left thigh ke upar poke kar raha tha. Menaka ne gaand close ki, lund crotch pe rub hone laga.
Phir muh neeche kiya aur kiss shuru. Menaka ki taangein Dara se intertwined, lund chut ke aaspaas hit kar raha tha. Phir left arm se taangein upar uthayi. Aur hips gently buck karne laga, lund chut mound aur thighs ke beech rub hone laga.
"Mmm...ahh..." Menaka moan, shayad clit pe lag raha tha. Pehli baar live dekh raha tha Menaka ne jo describe kiya tha, penetration-free fucking.
Bahut zyada elaborate aur aggressive tha jo Menaka ne bataya usse. Penetrate nahi kiya, lekin left hand se lund hairless crotch pe guide kar raha tha. Zor se lips pe, clit pe, up-down ass crack mein, perineum pe poke.
"Ahhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhh." Menaka kisses ke beech moan kar rahi thi.
"Pasand aa raha hai na?" Dara breathlessly.
"Yeahhhhhh...ooooh." Menaka ki gaand convulse aur sway kar rahi thi.
"Mera mota lund teri chut pe everywhere pasand hai?"
"Haan."
"Bol na."
"I love your thick dick all over my pussy...mmmmmmmmm."
Menaka ki awaaz mein urgency aur submission tha, main seedha baith gaya. Hips up-down buck, gaand aur obscenely jiggle.
"Sirf mere liye shave kiya?"
"Sirf tere liye shave kiya lover." robe ka collar pakad ke writhing mein boli.
"Mera lund pasand hai?"
"I love your...mmmmmmmmmm...love your dick."
"Sooooo.." Dara ne suddenly ruk gaya aur tip chut ke entrance pe set kiya.
Menaka bhi ruk gayi, aankhon mein dekha.
"Well?" usne poocha.
Menaka do second aur dekhti rahi aur sar hilaaya.
"Pakka?"
"Yesss..." baal pakde aur kiss mein kheench liya.
Dara dheere hips aage kiye aur mota supada meri wife ki chut mein breach kar gaya. Main cabin mein hazaar mile door almost jhad gaya jaise meri wife ne finally final frontier cross kiya.
"AAAAAAAAAAA!!" kiss toda aur aankhein band karke chillayi, gaand jerk hui peeche hatne ki. Lekin Dara ne hips pakde aur thoda aur ghusa diya.
"IT'S SO THICKKKKKKKK!!" meri wife zor se chillayi, aankhein tight band. Aur sach mein mota tha, mujhse bahut zyada.
"Dheere jaunga." gaal pe kiss karke bola.
Tip bahar nikala phir wapas ghusa diya, is baar aadha.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH..." Menaka ph933 scream, aankhein ab bhi band.
"Ruk jaaun?" concerned awaaz mein.
Iss sawal pe Menaka ne aankhein kholi aur eager expression se urgently boli,
"NO NO NO...jaari rakh...achha lag raha hai...achha lag raha hai."
Dara smile kiya. Hips aur upar, taangein door, ek swift motion mein poora mota lund andar thok diya.
"JAI MAHAKALI!!" usne battlecry maari
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Menaka ki gaand bed pe upar-neeche thapne lagi jaise ab tak ka sabse mota lund chut mein ghus gaya.
Aur cabin mein baitha main delight aur doom ke saath dekh raha tha meri wife finally doosre aadmi se chud rahi thi.
"OHHHHH IT'S SO THICK...IT'S SO GOOD..." Menaka chillayi, hips buck aur thrash, Dara ka lund ab chut mein poora ghusa hua.
Journey shuru hui thi usko Dara-Vimla pe spy karte, phir mere prodding se, uske dreams ke baad, ab logical conclusion pe pahunch gayi. Main toh chahta hi tha. Phir bhi dil mein ek disconcerting feeling kyun aa rahi thi?
"Tu itni tight aur garam hai memsaab." Dara happily bola.
Left hand right gaand pe rakh ke close kheench liya, torsos side se touch. Menaka ne right leg kamar pe lapet li. Hoth se lover ke chest hair aur shoulders kiss kar rahi thi. Pakad ke Dara ne dheere-dheere deep strokes se chut mein piston shuru kiya.
"Oh yes...oh yes..." Menaka whisper kar rahi thi. Enhanced filter se chut ke squelching sounds aa rahe the bed pe chudai ke.
"Teri smooth bald chut skin pe kitni achhi lagti hai." kaan kaat te hue bola.
Menaka lover se chipki hui gande avaaj nikaal rahi thi har stroke pe. Dara ka kadak baalon se bhari gaand authoritatively move kar raha tha.
"Dekh kya miss kar rahi thi?" poocha.
"Hmmmm...oh yesssssssss..." ek purposeful thrust ka jawab.
Mere saath Menaka bed mein bahut silent rehti thi. Talkative dekh ke jealousy ka teesra attack pada.
"NOOOOOOOOOO...DON"T STOP!!" Menaka chillayi jaise Dara ne lund bahar nikala aur dheere se dhakka diya.
"Relax memsaab. Bas position change kar raha hoon." peeth ke bal dhakel diya.
"Oh good."
Meri wife ne khud taangein uthayi, wide kholi aur geeli chut rub karne lagi.
Dara ne ghutne uski thighs ke neeche, ankles pakde aur lund wapas chut mein ghusa diya.
"Oh yeahhhhhh!!" khushi se jawab jab lund wapas aaya.
Dara ne taangein chhodi aur aage jhuka, muh uske upar. Kiss kiya, Menaka ne moan ke beech wapas kiya. Lovingly sar pe haath, Menaka ne neck ke peeche haath lock kiye embrace mein. Robe ab bhi pehne tha, robe se dhanki gaand aage-peeche hump karne lagi missionary mein chudai. Menaka ki taangein knees se folded lekin obscenely hawa mein latak rahi thi aur hil rahi thi plowed hote hue.
"Pasand aa raha hai?"
"Yessss." high-pitched. "Itna mota hai!"
"Chudna pasand hai?"
"Yes, Mujhe chudna pasand hai." kiss karte hue.
"Toh itna intezaar kyun karwaya?" Dara ne chodna rok diya.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Menaka ne disappointment ki awaaz nikali. Taangein kamar pe lapet ke wapas kheenchne ki koshish.
"Bheek mang!" Dara gussey se bola. Ab poori tarah se meri horny wife ke saath khel raha tha, usko pata tha mahinon se nahi chudi thi.Fast
“Main bheek mangti hu……”
“Kya bheek mangti hai?”
“Please, bheek mangti hu ki mujhe chodo.”
“Bol, tu ek shaadi-shuda high-class memsaab hai jo apne watchman se chudna chahti hai.”
“Yes, yes, main ek shaadi-shuda high-class memsaab hoon jo apne watchman se chudna chahti hoon, chudna zaruri samajhti hu!”
“Good girl!” usne gaal pe pat kiya aur phir se chodne laga.
Missionary mein aise hi paanch minute chalta raha, sirf Dara ki siskiyaan, Menaka ki kabhi na-suni moans aur skin ki thap-thap se bhara hua. Jo awaazein nikal rahi thi meri wife se, main believe hi nahi kar pa raha tha.
“Okay, uth!” finally Dara seedha hua aur bola. “Ab tujhe kutiya bana kar chodunga.”
Menaka obediently haathon-ghutno pe aa gayi, webcam se muh pher ke.
“Kamar jhuka randi! Tere pati ne tujhe kabhi doggy mein nahi choda kya?” usne dheere se kamar pe mukka maara.
Mere saath bhi Menaka ko proper back-arch karwane mein problem hoti thi. Samajh hi nahi aati thi ki gaand kaise ubhaar ke chut expose kare. Mere saath toh nahi. Dara ke saath ekdum perfect pose mein aa gayi.
“Dekh yeh chut! Ekdum saaf shaved, itni geeli, baccha hone ke baad bhi itni tight.” Dara ne gaand ki crack mein ungliyaan upar-neeche pherti hui ganda bola. Menaka bas moan kar rahi thi.
“Jaldi kar na!” ek minute baad usne irritation se bola.
“Demanding ho gayi!” Dara hans ke position mein aaya.
Usne neeche se uske bade-bade boobs pakde aur doggy style mein thokne laga. Menaka ki siskiyaan wapas shuru. Pleasure se poori paagal lag rahi thi.
Scene kitna perverted tha. Doggy sabse animalistic style hai. Aur yahan meri seedhi-saadi traditional wife watchman ka mota lund chut mein le rahi thi iss pose mein. Baal chehre pe gir gaye the, face dikh nahi raha tha. Koi bhi random randi lag sakti thi jo iss neeche ke gurkhe se thukai kha rahi ho. Lekin yeh meri wife thi, believe nahi ho raha tha.
Dara ne boobs chhode. Dara ne Menaka ke baal zor se peeche kheenche hue the, uska sar upar uth gaya, gardan ekdum khinch gayi thi jaise koi ghodi ki lagam pakdi ho. Uske muh se sirf siskariyaan aur "haan... haan... aur zor se..." jaise madhoshi bhare shabd nikal rahe the. Baal khinchte hi uska chehra saaf dikhne laga— aankhein band, muh khula, laal honth kaanp rahe the, laar tapak rahi thi thodi si. Seedhi-saadi Menaka ab bilkul ek bhookhi kutiya lag rahi thi jo apne maalik ke saamne jhuki hai.
Dara hans pada, uski saansein bhaari thi lekin control mein. Usne apna mota, kale lund ko ek baar poora bahar nikala—ek zor ka 'plop' sound hua, chut se paani ki boondein giri zameen pe—phir ek hi jhatke mein poora andar ghused diya. Menaka ki poori body aage ko dhakel gayi, uske haath bed pe fisal gaye, bas ghutne aur gaand hi upar thi ab.
“Ab dekh teri iss moti gaand ko kitna laal karta hoon, memsaab,” Dara ne ghurraate hue kaha aur phir shuru ho gaya thappadon ka silsila.
PAK! PAK! PAK! PAK!
Har thappad ke saath Menaka ki safed, mulayam gaand laal hoti ja rahi thi. Pehle halka pink, phir ghaani laal, jaise koi pakka tamatar. Dara ne speed nahi ghati—lund andar-bahar pistoning karta raha full force mein, aur saath-saath gaand pe thappad maarta raha. Kabhi daaya butt cheek, kabhi baaya, kabhi dono haathon se ek saath. Har thappad ke baad gaand hilti thi jaise jelly, laal nishaan ubhar aate the.
“Ahhh! Daraaaa... bas... jal rahi hai... uffff... mat rukna!” Menaka rone lagi lekin gaand peeche ko aur kar rahi thi, lund ko aur gehra lene ki koshish mein.
Dara ne uske baal chhode nahi. Ab usne ek haath se baal pakde rakhe aur dusre haath se gaand pe zor-zor se maarte hue apni pelvis ko Menaka ki gaand se takra raha tha—thap-thap-thap-thap ki awaaz room mein goonj rahi thi, jaise koi jaanwar zor se daud raha ho. Menaka ki gaand itni laal ho chuki thi ki chamakne lagi thi, haath ke panje ke nishaan saaf dikh rahe the.
“Bol memsaab! Kiski gaand hai ye?” Dara ne zor se baal kheencha.
“Teriii... sirf teriii gaand hai ye... aaaahhh!” Menaka chillayi, uski awaaz toot rahi thi.
Dara ne apni speed aur badha di. Ab woh poore janwar ki tarah chod raha tha—sar peeche kheench rakha tha, gaand laal kar di thi, aur lund jaise piston andar-bahar. Menaka ki chut se paani ki phach-phach awaaz aa rahi thi, bed ke neeche poori geeli jagah ban gayi thi. Uske boobs neeche latak kar jhool rahe the har thokne pe, nipples sakht ho gaye the.
PAK! PAK! PAK! Teen aur zor ke thappad maare Dara ne, itne zor se ki Menaka ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Phir woh ruk nahi saka—uski saansein phool gayi, lund phool kar aur mota ho gaya.
“Oh, teri yeh badi gol creamy gaand kitni zabardast hai. Vimla toh bilkul patli hai, uski gaand haddi ki tarah. Tu rich memsaab, rich khana khati hai, perfect gol aur maarne layak gaand!”
“OUCH!!” ek zor ke thappad pe Menaka chillayi.
Dara bed pe peeth ke bal gira, saans phooli hui, paseene se tar-batar. Usne ek haath se Menaka ki kamar pakdi aur zor se kheencha; Menaka uski taraf mud kar side pe let gayi, peeth Dara ke seene se chipak gayi. Ab dono spooning position mein the: Dara peeche se, Menaka aage.
Usne apna abhi bhi adha-khada mota lund Menaka ki jaanghon ke beech fislaya. Menaka ne khud hi apni taang thodi si upar utha di, shaved chut ka chhota sa triangle bilkul saaf dikh raha tha, geela aur chamakdar. Dara ne lund ka supada chut ke lips pe ragda, ek halka sa jhatka diya aur poora andar ghusa diya. Menaka ki saans ekdum se ruk gayi, “uhhhh…” ek lambi si siski nikli.
Ab dheere-dheere spoon-fuck shuru hua. Dara ka ek haath Menaka ke bade-bade boobs ke neeche se guzar gaya, unko zor se dabaya, nipple ko ungliyon mein masalte hue. Dusra haath uski kamar pe, usko apne se aur chipkaye hue. Har thokke pe Menaka ki gaand Dara ki pelvis se takra rahi thi—thap… thap… thap… halki awaaz, lekin bahut gehri.
Menaka ne apna sar peeche mudaya, Dara ne uske honthon ko apne muh mein le liya. Lamba, geela kiss shuru ho gaya—jiibh andar-bahar, laar ka exchange, saansein mil rahi thi. Kiss karte-karte hi Dara ka lund Menaka ki chut mein dheeme lekin zor ke dhakke laga raha tha. Har dhakke pe Menaka ke boobs side mein flop ho rahe the, jaise do bade doodh ke bharre balloons hila rahe hon.
“Abhi bhi geeli hai teri chut, memsaab… bilkul bhookhi lagi hai,” Dara ne kiss tod kar kaan mein phusphusaaya.
Menaka ne sirf “hmm… haan…” kaha, aankhein band, muh khula. Usne apna ek haath peeche daal kar Dara ki gaand pakad li, usko aur zor se dhakke lagane ko keh rahi thi.
Dara ne speed badha di. Ab spooning mein bhi full-on chudai shuru ho gayi. Usne Menaka ki upar wali taang utha li, ghutna mod kar, ab chut aur khul gayi thi. Lund ab aur gehra ja raha tha, supada har baar andar tak andar tak chhu raha tha. Menaka ki siskiyaan kiss mein dab rahi thi, kabhi-kabhi nikal kar “fuck… aur… haan…” jaise shabd.
Boobs ab free the, har zor ke dhakke pe aage-peeche hil rahe the, nipple hawa mein gol-gol ghoom rahe the. Dara ne apna haath neeche le ja kar clit pe ragadne laga, do ungliyon se zor se masalte hue. Menaka ki body ekdum akad gayi, uski saansein tez, “bas… bas… aa raha hai…” aur phir woh dobara jhad gayi, chut ne lund ko itna zor se jakda ki Dara bhi ruk nahi paya.
Paanch minute yeh chala, phir Dara baith gaya.
Dara ne Menaka ka haath pakda aur bed se utarte hi seedha computer table tak le gaya. Raat ke teen baje, webcam ka chhota sa red light jal raha tha, bilkul chupke se record kar raha tha. Main wahan baitha tha, screen ke uss taraf, dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
“Jhuk,” Dara ne dheemi awaaz mein order diya.
Menaka ne ek pal ko bhi nahi socha. Usne swivel chair ko thoda aage kheencha, dono haathon ki kohni seat pe tikayi aur peeth jhuka di. Uski badi gaand ab bilkul camera ke saamne thi, laal thappadon ke nishaan abhi bhi taaze, jaise koi artist ne laal rang se paint kar diya ho. Baal chehre pe bikhre hue, honth khule, aankhein madhoshi mein doobhi hui.
Dara ne uski kamar pakdi, apna mota lund ek haath se pakad kar chut ke lips pe ragda, phir ek hi jhatke mein poora andar thok diya.
“Ufff… maaa…” Menaka ke muh se ek gehri siski nikli, chair ke wheels hil gaye, woh thodi aage sarak gayi.
Phir shuru hua standing doggy ka asli khel.
Dara ne pehle dheere-dheere dhakke lagaye, jaise chut ko phir se yaad dila raha ho ki abhi khel khatam nahi hua. Har dhakke pe Menaka ki gaand hilti, boobs neeche latak kar aage-peeche dole. Webcam se sab crystal clear dikh raha tha: uski shaved chut mein mota kaala lund andar-bahar, paani ki chamak, har baar jab Dara bahar nikalta to chut ke lips khinch jaate.
Phir Dara ne speed pakdi.
Thap… thap… thap… thap… thap…
Awaaz tezi se badhne lagi. Chair ke wheels se har dhakke pe Menaka aage sarak jaati, phir Dara uski kamar kheench kar wapas apne lund pe chipka deta. Uske haath ab Menaka ki gaand pe the, dono taraf se pakad rakha tha jaise koi ghodi ki lagam pakdi ho.
PAK! PAK! PAK!
Phir se thappad shuru.
“Le saali… teri yeh moti gaand ko aaj poori laal kar dunga!” Dara ne gurraya.
Har thappad ke saath Menaka ki gaand mein ek current daud jaata. Pehle se laal thi, ab aur gehra laal, maroon jaisa ho gaya. Haath ke panje ke nishaan ubhar aaye, ek ke upar ek. Menaka rone lagi lekin gaand peeche ko kar rahi thi, aur lund maang rahi thi.
“Maar… aur zor se maar… haan Dara… aise hi… kutiya bana de mujhe!” uski awaaz toot-toot kar nikal rahi thi.
Main screen pe apni wife ko aise dekh raha tha jaise koi porn movie chal raha ho, lekin yeh meri Menaka thi. Uski aankhein band, muh khula, laar tapak rahi thi, aur har thappad pe uska muh khul kar “AHHH!” ki awaaz nikalti.
Dara ne ab full animal mode on kar diya. Ek haath se gaand pe thappad, dusre haath se baal pakad kar sar peeche kheencha. Menaka ki gardan ekdum khinch gayi, muh upar, jaise koi bitch in heat chillaye.
PAK! PAK! PAK! PAK!
Lagataar thappad. Gaand ab bilkul jal rahi thi, laal se maroon, phir purple shades dikhne lage. Har thappad ke baad gaand hilti, boobs tezi se jhoolte. Dara ka lund jaise machine ki tarah andar-bahar, chut se phach-phach-phach ki awaaz aa rahi thi, paani neeche gir raha tha floor pe.
… OHHH GODDDDD!”
Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Itna intense orgasm ki uski poori body kamp gayi, taange ladkhadayi, chair pe hi girte-girte bachi. Chut ne Dara ke lund ko itna zor se jakda ki Dara bhi ruk nahi paya.
“Le randi… ab teri chut mein bhar deta hoon!”
Dara ne ek zor ka dhakka maara, poora lund andar ghusa kar ruk gaya. Usne Menaka ki gaand ko dono haathon se pakda, zor se dabaya, aur andar hi jhadne laga. Main zoom karta gaya, dekh raha tha kaise uska lund pulse kar raha tha, har pulse mein garam cum Menaka ki chut mein bhar raha tha.
Jab Dara peeche hata, lund bahar nikla to ek zor ka ‘plop’ sound hua. Menaka ki chut se safed cum ki moti dhaar behne lagi, jaanghon pe lambi-lambi streaks. Woh abhi bhi jhuki hui thi, saans phooli hui, gaand upar, bilkul thaki hui kutiya.
Dara peeche ladkhadaya, bed pe dhadam se baith gaya, saans phooli hui, lund abhi bhi adha khada, cum aur paani se saga hua.
Aur main wahan screen ke uss taraf baitha, haath se apna lund dbaaye, dekh raha tha ki meri traditional biwi ab poori tarah se ek cum-soaked, laal-gaand wali, trashy rand lag rahi thi, webcam ke saamne.
“Unbelievable tha yeh!”
Menaka ab bhi chair pe jhuki nangi thi. Dheere seedhi hui, poori satisfied aur thaki hui. Ghutne ladkhadaye aur wahi zameen pe gir gayi. Phir fetal position mein curl ho gayi.
Dara concerned face ke saath utha, paas baitha.
“Theek hai memsaab?” lovingly gaand pe haath phera.
“Haan, theek hoon.” saans ab bhi tezi se. Thodi sharmindagi thi ab.
“Kitni zor se chillati hai tu! Bilkul hyena!”
“Chup!” usne thappad maara aur hans di.
“Chal.” seedha hua. “Nahane chal.”
“Ek minute.” whiny awaaz mein. “Thak gayi hoon.”
“Itni jaldi thak gayi? Tera pati itna lamba nahi chodta kya?”
“Chodta hai.” dheere baithte hue. “Lekin itna… aggressive nahi.”
Aur yeh kiski galti hai, main poochhna chahta tha. Apni saari girlfriends ke saath main bahut rough-aggressive tha – baal kheenchta, gaand pe thappad maarta, har position try karta. Lekin Menaka ko hamesha itni pure-pristine lagti thi ki maine zyada push nahi kiya. Saalon se sirf 3-4 position try ki thi kyunki woh subdued rehti thi. Pata nahi tha ki thoda assertive bano toh andar ka nympho nikal aayega. Woh kaam watchman ne kar diya.
“Shayad tujhe mere paas lessons lene bhejna chahiye.” Dara hans pada. “Chal ab!”
“Eeeeee!”
Dara ne Menaka ko kandhe pe utha rakha tha jaise koi bojh hi nahi ho. Uski badi, laal gaand uske kaan ke paas latak rahi thi, har kadam pe thodi si hilti. Menaka hans rahi thi, bachchon ki tarah, haath se uski peeth thapthapa rahi thi.
“Arre chhod na! Zameen pe rakh de!” “Nahi memsaab, aaj toh poori service dunga,” Dara ne hans kar kaha aur bathroom ka darwaza pair se dhakka dekar khol diya.
Andar light jalate hi steam bhara hua tha, pehle se shower chala rakha tha usne. Garam paani ki boondon se poora bathroom bhara hua tha.
Dara ne Menaka ko dheere se neeche utara. Jaise hi uske paaon zameen pe pade, woh ladkhadayi, taangein abhi bhi kamp rahi thi. Dara ne uski kamar pakad li, seedha shower ke neeche le gaya.
Garam paani dono ke upar barasne laga.
Menaka ne aankhein band kar li, sar upar kiya, paani uske chehre pe, honthon pe, boobs pe beh raha tha. Cum ki streaks uski jaanghon se dho rahi thi, zameen pe safed dhaariyaan banati hui beh gayi. Dara peeche khada usko dekhta raha, phir usne shampoo uthaya aur Menaka ke baalon mein lagane laga.
“Arre… tu kya kar raha hai?” Menaka ne muskurate hue poocha. “Aaj teri seva kar raha hoon, memsaab,” Dara ne dheemi awaaz mein kaha aur uske baalon mein ungliyaan chalane laga.
Phir usne body wash liya, jhaag banaya aur Menaka ke kandhon pe, peeth pe, phir dheere-dheere neeche… uski laal gaand pe haath phera. Menaka ki saans phir tezi se chalne lagi.
“Abhi bhi dard ho raha hai?” Dara ne poocha, ungli se thappad ke nishaan dabaya. “Haan… lekin accha dard hai,” Menaka ne sharma kar kaha.
Dara hans pada. Usne Menaka ko palta, ab woh uski taraf muh kar ke khadi thi. Paani uske boobs pe gir raha tha, nipples sakht ho gaye the. Dara ne jhaag uske pet pe, phir neeche shaved chut pe lagaya. Ungliyaan lips ke beech fisli, Menaka ne uski kandhe pakad liya.
“Bas… ab mat chhed,” woh sihar gayi.
Dara ne ghutne pe baith gaya. Paani uske sar pe gir raha tha. Usne Menaka ki ek taang utha kar apne kandhe pe rakh di. Ab chut bilkul saamne thi, paani se dhuli hui, halki laal, abhi bhi thodi sooji hui.
Usne apna muh aage kiya. Ek lambi chaat maari, clit se lekar neeche tak.
“Aaaah… Daraaa…” Menaka ki awaaz goonj gayi bathroom mein.
Phir usne poora muh laga diya. Jiibh andar, clit pe zor se chusne laga. Menaka ki taangein kampi, usne Dara ke sar ko pakad liya, zor se dabaya apni chut pe.
Do minute mein hi Menaka phir se madhosh. “Ruk… ruk… ab mera number hai…”
Usne Dara ko khada kiya, khud ghutne pe baith gayi. Paani ab uske sar pe gir raha tha, baal chehre pe chipke hue. Usne Dara ka lund haath mein liya—abhi bhi mota, adha khada, paani se geela.
Menaka ne usko muh mein liya. Poora supada andar, jiibh se neeche wali taraf chaati. Dara ne sar peeche kiya, aankhein band, “uff… memsaab…”
Usne speed badha di. Ek haath se lund ka neeche wala hissa pakda, muh se upar ka, zor-zor se chusne lagi. Kabhi poora andar le leti, gala tak, kabhi bahar nikal kar supade pe jiibh ferne lagti. Dara ki saansein tez, usne Menaka ke baal pakad liye.
“Bas… bas… aa raha hai…”
Menaka ne aur zor se chusa. Dara ki kamar aage ko dhakel gayi, lund uske gale mein takraya, aur phir garam-garam paani uske muh mein chhoot gaya. Menaka ne kuch bhi nahi thooka, sab pee liya, aankhein band, muh abhi bhi lund pe.
Jab Dara ne lund bahar nikala, Menaka ne honth chate, muskurayi. Paani abhi bhi baras raha tha.
Dara ne usko upar kheencha, seedha kiss kiya. Hothon pe uska apna hi taste tha, lekin dono ko koi parwah nahi thi.
“Ab saaf ho gaye na dono?” Dara ne hans kar poocha.
Menaka ne uski chaati pe sar rakh diya, paani mein khadi, thaki hui, santusht, aur poori tarah se uski ho chuki.
Paani ki awaaz aur khoob hasi-ganaagliyan do minute tak aayi. Dono ek-doosre ko sex ka saara maal dhone mein lage the. Finally Dara bahar aaya, robe bandha hua. Peeche Menaka towel lapet ke, arms ke neeche tuck kiya hua.
“Paani laata hoon.” bola aur room se nikal gaya.
Menaka ne sar hilaaya, bed tak aayi aur let gayi, towel ab bhi lapeta hua. Chest tezi se upar-neeche, flushed face pe thaki hui expression. Baal thode geele. Kuch second baad side pe mud gayi webcam ki taraf. Haath sar ke neeche, ghutne thode mod ke – woh position jo mujhe pata thi, ab sone wali hai.
Aur sach mein, ek minute baad jab Dara paani ki bottle leke wapas aaya, uski shaadi-shuda mistress neend mein thi.
“So rahi ho?” poocha.
Jawab nahi. Woh muskuraya. Mera robe utara, paani ka bada ghoot liya, lights off karne gaya. Room andhera hote hi night vision on, sab green.
“Well done, meri sexy randi.” dheeme se bola, gaal pe kiss karke peeche se bed pe chadh gaya. “Thodi der aaram kar le, raat abhi baaki hai.”
Dara ne chupke se apna mobile liya aur nangi Menaka ki kuch photos kheechi.
Phir ek baah kamar pe daal ke spoon mein chipak gaya. Chup.
Green scene ko kuch minute dekhta raha. Meri wife aur uska watchman lover pyar karne wale couple ki tarah cuddle karke so rahe the. Main utha, break lene. Manila mein subah ho chuki thi.
Shower liya, bathroom floor pe stuffed balls khali kar diye. Kapde pehne, mess hall breakfast-coffee lene gaya. Lag raha tha abhi aaram karenge thodi der. Time tha.
15 minute baad wapas aaya toh scene thoda change, thankfully erotic side pe. Action nahi chal raha tha, ab bhi green aur so rahe the. Lekin Menaka ne side change kar li thi (woh neend mein khoob mudti hai). Ab camera se peeth thi. Movement se towel khul gaya tha, sadak-sadak neeche. Meri wife ki badi nangi creamy gaand aur watchman ka haath left gaand pe – dono nange cuddle mein.
Yeh erotic scene dekhta raha aur sochta raha ki das din baad jab milunga toh Menaka ko kaise-kaise chodunga. Dara ne jo-jo position try ki woh sab aur apne dusre dozen. Lekin green scene dekhte hue green-eyed monster bhi jag gaya. Jealousy aur insecurity feel hone lagi. Saaf tha Menaka ko Dara ke saath first time mere saath hundreds times se kahin zyada mazaa aaya. Aur sirf mota lund hi nahi – main bhi toh well-endowed hoon.
Wife ko watchman ki baahon mein lovingly snug dekhte hue laga baat sirf physical nahi. Dara ko usne khud chuna, bina zyada prodding ke. Mere saath arranged marriage thi. Hum “organically” pyaar mein nahi pade the. Neha ke saath jo raw passion tha woh kabhi nahi. Menaka conservative ghar ki, pehle pati ko, phir mujhe “haath mein de diya gaya”.
Lekin Dara ke saath primal, instinctive tha. Vimla ke liye insecurity, red saari, chut shave, sex ke dauraan chillana-bolna – shayad usko khud realize nahi, lekin woh ab starting se kahin deeper relationship mein thi. Aur dara bhi yeh baat achhe se samajh raha tha.
Aadha ghanta aur yeh sab sochta raha, paranoia badhta gaya. Saath hi arousal bhi deny nahi kar sakta tha.
“Ummmmmm..” Menaka pehle uthi, mujhe surprise hua.
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