Fantasy Rupali ki daily journal

[rockoandhunter]

AFTER ONE DAY

Raat ko 11 baje mujhe ek unknown number se call aaya.
Caller: Hello memsaab.
I: Hello, kaun bol raha hain.
Caller: Main Babban, memsaab.
I: Babban, kya hua, abhi itani raat ko phone kiya!
Babban: Memsaab, aap mujhse abhi tak naraj ho. Maafi mangane ke liye phone kiya hain.
I: Tumhe mera number kaise mila?
Babban: Aapne hi mujhe phone karke pathshaala bulaya tha samaan shift karne ke liye, function ke ek din pehale.
I: ha yaad aaya.
Babban: Memsaab maaf kardo na. Aap mere lund ko ghur rahi thi isiliye mujhe waisa laga. Aur mera irada aapki madata karna hi tha.
Main man hi man me soch rahi thi ki kyun Babban bar bar mujhe wohi lund yaad dila raha hain.
I: Meri madat? wo kaise?
Babban: Mujhe laga ki aap chudai ke liye pyasi ho.
I: Nahi.
I: Aur mujhe achhese yaad hain. Us din, maine tumhe 2 bar aawaj di thi, bedroom me aane se pehele.
I: Bedroom ka door lock bhi nahi tha. Tumane mujhe kuch reply nahi diya isiliye main ander aayi thi.
I: Ab tum mujhe sach sach batao. Tumane mujhe lund jaanbhujh kar dikhaya tha ki nahi.
Babban ne kuch nahi bola.
I: Ek bar ye sach confess karo, Babban.
Babban: Thik hain, main sab batata hun, par aapko bhi ek sach confess karna hoga.
Babban: Ha, maine jaanbhuj kar aapko mera lund dikhaya.
I: Wahh.. aur kehate ho ki tumhara irada meri madata karne ka tha.
Babban: Irada to madat hi karne ka tha.
I: Kyun? Tum chudai karke logon ki madat karte ho?
Babban: Ha. Maine bahot ladakiyon ko choda hain. Aap ki jaisi padhi likhi auraton ko bhi.
Babban: Unme se kisi se bhi jaake puch lo. Bahot maje diye hain maine unko.
I: Meri jaisi matalab?
Babban: Matalab, aap jaisi khubsurat jawan aurate, mast bhara hua badan, jinko lund ki koi kami nahi hoti. Meri ek memsaab thi aisehi, wo bhi mujhse har roj chudwati thi.
I: Chudwati hogi tumse bahot aurate, par mujhe nahi chahiye.
I: Aur tum ise madat kehate ho? Kya isase sirf mujhe akeli ko fayada hota?
Babban: A..nahi, madat karte karte mujhe bhi aapke khoobsurati ki maje lene ko milate. Isame shayad mera thoda lalach bhi tha.
Babban: Wahi to baat mujhe samaj nahi aa rahi hain memsaab. Itani auraton ko choda hun, par jabse aapko dekha hun, Raghu kaka ke ghar me, aapke badan ka deewana ho gaya hun. Jaise ke mujhe kabhi kuch mila hi nahi. Main Raghu kaka thodi hi hun.
I: Raghu kaka nahi ho matalab?
Babban: Raghu kaka unki puri zindagi sirf unke wife ko chode hain. Wo koshish to bahot karte hain auraton ko patane ki. Par koi pati nahi aaj tak.
Raghu ke bare me ye sunkar mujhe samaj nahi ki aaya ki main rodu ya hasadu. 
Babban: Main waisa nahi hun. Mujhe utawala hone ki koi jarurat nahi hain. 
Babban: Par jab se aapko dekha hain, har raat aapke sapane dekhta hun. Lund bahot sakht ho jata hain. 
Babban: Aur to aur us din ek ladaki ko chod raha tha, tabh bhi aapko yaad karke use chod raha tha.
Mujhe Babban se meri tarif sunakar achchha laga.
I: Kyun aisa kya hain mujh me?
Babban: Sab kuch hain memsaab. Aapke honth kitane raseele lagate hain. Aam taur pe, upar ke honth patale hote hain aur niche ke raseele. Aapke to dono raseele lagate hain. Kash! mujhe ye chusane ko mil jaaye kabhi!
Babban ki seducing baate sunkar mujhe kuch hone laga tha.
Babban: Aapka kandha bhi kitna sexy lagta hain. Jab aap sleeveless saree pehani ho, tab dil karta hain ki aapki bahon ko chhu kar masalun.
Babban: Aur to aur, aapki gori nangi pith, jo aap saree me se dikhaati ho, aah haay, dekhkar hi chumane ka man karta hain. Mujhe pathshaala me bahot se mard pata hain jo aapko kisi na kisi bahane se mud kar dekhte hain. Asal me unko to bas aapki nangi pith dekhni hoti hain.

Main achccha lag raha tha ye baate sunkar.
Babban: Main pathshaala me aapke aage piche ghumta hun aapki nangi kamar aur naabhi dekhne ke liye. Kya mast chij hain. Dil karta hain ki usame ungali dalu.
I: Bas, bahot ho gaya.
Babban: Ruko memsaab abhi baki hain. Aapki gaand to ek number hain. Saree me itana pata nahi chalata, par, usa din Raghu kaka ke ghar maine dekhi thi. Kya size hain! Kya aakar hain. Main to mera lund aapki nangi gaand par ragadna chahta hun.
Meri choot me hulchal hone lagi thi.
Babban: Aur sabase aage hain, aapke bhare huye doodh. Haay, kya chunchiya hain aapki. Badi, ekdum gol, kasi hui aur niche chhota pet, kamayat lagati ho ekdum. Jitne bhi mardon aapko choda hoga, mujhe yakin hain, sabne aapke doodh bahot dabaye aur chuse honge.
Ye baat Babban ne sach boli, Maine 3 mardo ke sath chudai ki hain. Har kisine mere doodh bahot dabaye aur chuse hain. Chudai ke pehale, chudai ke bich me aur chudai ke bad bhi.
Babban: Mujhe pura yakin hain aap kuch kasarat karti hogi.
Babban: Main to har roj aapke yaad karne lund hilata hun. 
Babban: Pathshaala ki job to maine sirf aapke liye kar raha hun. Nahi to main kisi society me aaram se watchman ki job karta, waha par bahot ladakiya aur aaurate hoti hain, kisi ek ki to choot mil hi jaati.
I: Tum kitane besharam ho. Itni gandi baate karte ho mujhse.
Babban: Kya karun memsaab, ye aapko batana jaruri tha. Aapki maafi chahiye.
I: Wo itani jaldi nahi milegi, thoda time lagega.
Babban: Thik hain. 
Babban: Ab ek sach aap bhi confess karna. 
Babban: Sach batao memsaab, aapko mera lund kaisa laga?
I: Ye kaisa sawal hain!
Babban: Memsaab batao na, maine sab bata diya aapko, confess bhi kiya, ab aapki baari hain.
I: Umm..ha achchha laga.
Babban: Yesssss!
I: Thoda mota aur lamba laga. Aur swachchh bhi.
I: Chusane layak hain. (Pata nahi, maine ye kyun kaha)
Babban: To chus lijiye na, memsaab.
I: Nahi.
Babban: Dekho mujhe padha ne aaogi tab chus lena. Kisi ko pata nahi chalega.
Babban: Badale me bas mujhe aapke nange doodh dekhne hain.
I: Nahi chusna, Babban.
Babban: Aapko sach me, mera lund mota aur lamba laga?
I: Ha
Babban: Ye lambai chaudai wali baate na aise thik se nahi samjhati.
I: Matlab?
Babban: Ek bar aap mere lund ko najdik se leke dekho, tab asali parakh hogi. 
Babban: Haath me leke, munh me leke ya fir sabase badhiya, aapki choot me leke.
Meri choot pani chhodane lagi thi.
I: Nahi lena kisi me bhi.
I: Ab bahot ho gaya Babban. Mujhe neend aa rahi hain.
Maine phone disconnect kiya.