Misc. Erotica Ek Sanskari Aurat Sikhar Bani Ek Haramzade Janwar Ki

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Hawasi Janawar ki Entry

Aman Sahay, 23 saal ka, ek aisa khatarnak, garam-khoon wala jawan shaitan tha jo paida hote hi power, paisa aur pure hawas ke garam bistar pe leta tha, jaise uska lauda pehli saans se hi tan gaya ho un sanskari auraton ki chut ke liye jo heavy saree mein matakti hui gaand aur hilte hue stan dikha kar chalti hain. Uska baap, Suraj Sahay, ek bada Central Minister tha – woh andhera empire jo corruption, muscle power aur darr se khada tha, jisme top officers ki secret files se le kar high-society ki ijjatdar auraton ki nangi, garam tasveerein tak uske paas safe mein band thi, un tasveeron mein wo auratein sindoor lagaye, mangalsutra latkaye, apni chut failaye hui dikhti thi, jaise Aman ke baap ne unki ijjat ko pehle hi loot liya ho. Ghar mein paisa itna beh raha tha ki har khwahish uske kadmon mein aa girti thi – foreign cars, private yachts, bodyguards – lekin Aman ki asli, wild, uncontrollable bhook kuch aur thi: complete domination ki, khas kar un high-class, sanskari auraton ke domination ki jo society ki ijjat ka jhanda leke chalti thi, unki heavy silk saree ko dheere dheere neeche sarakte dekhna, unki patli chikni kamar ko pakad kar unko bed pe patakna, mangalsutra ko pakad kar zor zor se dhakke maarta hua unki cheekhen sunna, sindoor wali maang ko apne garam hothon se chumte hue unki aankhon mein nafrat aur majboori ka mix dekhna, unki tight, hari bhari, gili chut ko apne 10 inch mote, kaale, veins se phooli hui laude se ragad ragad ke phaadna, unki chut ki walls ko stretch karte hue andar tak ghusna, unki bhari gaand pe zor zor se thappad maarta hua laal kar dena, unke rasile hothon mein lauda daal kar “Choos randi, mera maal pee” bolna, aur aakhir mein unki chut ya gaand mein garam garam virya ki dhaar chhod kar unko apne maal se bhar dena – ye sab uske liye oxygen tha, wo nasha jo usko har raat sone nahi deta tha, balki raat bhar lauda hilate hue un auraton ke sapne dekhta, unki gili chut ki khushboo mehsoos karta, unki siskariyan sunta, aur virya chhodte hue sochta ki agla shikaar kaun hogi.

College mein aate hi ye nasha ek junoon, ek puri tarah ka addiction ban gaya, jaise uska lauda hamesha tan kar auraton ki chut dhoondhta rehta. Wahan usne systematically high-class  ladkiyon, professors aur apne doston ki moms ko target kiya – jaise ek predator apne shikaar ko choose karta hai, unki saree ke neeche ki garam chut ko mehsoos karte hue. Uska mantr ek hi tha: jis aurat pe nazar padi, uski chut mein apna lauda daalna hai, uski nafrat ko cheekhon mein badalna hai, phir uski cheekhon ko “Aur zor se Aman, tera mota lauda phaad raha hai mujhe” mein badal dena hai, unki gili chut se pani ki dhaar nikalte dekhna, unki saans tez hote sunna.

Sabse pasandida tarika tha: Pehle apna raw power dikhaana – baap ka naam, paisa, muscular body, aur woh gandi, confident, aankhon mein ghusi hui smile jo auraton ke jism mein bijli daud jaati thi, unki nipples sakht kar deti thi, unki chut mein halka pani aa jaata tha sirf uski nazar se. Phir blackmail ka jaal – fake cases, hidden videos, corruption files – aisa tight kiya jaata ki pati ya parivar ke paas sirf jhukne ka option bachta, aur wo aurat uske samne ghutne tek deti. Auratein jitna zyada resist karti, jitna zyada “Nahin, main sanskari hoon, mera mangalsutra hai, mera sindoor hai, meri chut sirf mere pati ke liye hai” chillati, Aman ka lauda utna hi sakht ho jaata, uska pre-cum pant mein geela kar deta. Wo apne sexual charm aur power ka aisa deadly cocktail banata tha ki koi bhi mahila lambi resist nahi kar paati – shuru mein nafrat bhari nazar se dekhti, phir dar se kaamp jaati, phir uski garam saans mehsoos kar ke uski saans tez ho jaati, chut mein garami daud jaati, nipples sakht ho jaate, kachhi geeli ho jaati, aur aakhir mein pair khud ba khud khul jaate, wo khud bolti “Aman… daal do andar, meri chut teri hai…”

Phir wo unko apne bed pe le jaata aur pure janwar ban kar chodta – bade bade mulayam stan ko dono haathon se nochta, nipples ko muh mein le kar zor se choosta, daant se kaat kar laal kar deta ki wo cheekh uthti “Aaaah dard ho raha hai… aur kaato!”, bhari gol gaand pe zor zor se thappad maarta ki awaaz poore kamre mein goonjti, gaand laal ho jaati, wo sihar uthti aur chut aur gili ho jaati, muh mein mota lauda daal kar gehra tak ghusedta “Choos meri  randi, tera pati ye nahi kar sakta”, chut aur gaand dono mein ragad ragad ke pelta, lauda supada se lips ragadta, clitoris pe ragadta, phir ek zor ka dhakka maarta, andar ki walls stretch karta, zor zor se dhakke maarta ki bed hil jaata, unki saans ruk jaati, unki saans tez ho jaati, unki hips khud hilne lagti “Aaaah Aman… tera lauda bahut mota hai… phaad de meri chut ko… aur zor se…”, pregnant kar deta. Aakhir mein unko aisa addict bana deta ki wo khud uske paas aane lagti – raat ko call karti, “Aman, meri chut geeli ho rahi hai teri yaad mein, aa kar pel mujhe, tera virya chahiye meri chut mein, warna neend nahi aati.”

Jab tak wo 23 ka hua, uska track record 8-10 confirmed conquests ka tha – aur har conquest ek trophy thi: 3 college professors (sab shaadi-shuda, 35-40 ki umar mein bhi killer figure wali, sindoor mangalsutra pehne hue). 2 bade businessmen ki biwiyan. 1 judge ki beti. 1 IAS officer ki behen.

Har baar motive ek hi –  sanskari auraton ki ijjat ko apne laude se lootna, unki family ko lachar, bebas, cuckold bana kar dekhna, aur unko apni permanent rakhail bana dena.

Party mein Aman ko dekh kar sabki saans ruk jaati thi. Rajsekhar Chouhan jaante the – closed circles mein rumors garam the ki Aman ne kitni  maa-bahu ko fasaya hai, kitni ko pregnant kiya hai, unke pati ya bete lachar khade dekh rahe hote hain jab wo unki biwi ya maa ko pel raha hote hain. Rajsekhar ka chehra sakht ho jaata, muththi bandh ho jaati, andar se ek possessive gussa aur dar ka aag sulagti – “Ye haramzada meri Ambika ki taraf dekhega to main usko barbaad kar dunga… lekin kya kar paunga?”

Vikram bhi college ke doston se sab sun chuka tha – Aman ke wild scandals, professors ka secret milna, friends ki moms ka uske farmhouse aana-jaana. Wo usko gusse se dekhta, lekin andar se dar bhi lagta – “Agar iski nazar maa pe padi to maa bach paayegi?”

Sanskari mahilayein party mein Aman ko nafrat bhari, thandi drishti se dekhti thi – jaise wo ek ganda, khatarnak janwar ho jo unki ijjat ko kha jaayega. Lekin andar hi andar, jab wo uske muscular body ko dekhti, uske confident walk ko, uske 10 inch mote laude ki kahaniyan yaad karti, unki chut mein tez lahren uthti thi, nipples blouse ke andar sakht ho kar dard dene lagte, kachhi mein garami se geela pan mehsoos hota. Wo khud se nafrat karti, lekin dil mein ek daravni curiosity hoti – “Agar wo mujhe chhue to kya hoga…? Kya main bhi uski baaki conquests ki tarah uske laude ki gulam ban jaungi…?”

Ye tha Aman Sahay – ek sexually charming, irresistible shaitan jiska charm koi ladki resist nahi kar paati, uski baatein sun kar chut geeli ho jaati, uski touch se jism kaamp uthta, lekin wo sirf unhi ko pelta jo wo pasand karta, unki chut ko apna bana kar unko diwani kar deta, unki nafrat ko maza mein badal kar unki family ki ijjat ko loot deta.