Adultery Shaadishuda Jhanvi aur Mature Uncles ki Garmi aur Deewangi

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Aaj subah bus strike ho gaya tha, pura market mein afra-tafri machi hui thi. Main apni routine shopping karne nikal hi chuki thi – aaj bhi wohi look, bilkul transparent red chiffon saree, andar sirf halka sa black petticoat, aur blouse? Bahut tight sleeveless, itna deep neck ki mere bade-bade tight boobs ka 70% hissa bahar jhaank raha tha. Nipples ke upar sirf thin fabric, bra nahi pehni thi. Jab main chalti, boobs zor-zor se hilte aur gaand pe saree itni tight ki meri moti gaand ki shape saaf dikh rahi thi.


Koi option nahi tha, mujhe ek six-seater sharing auto mein baithna pada. Auto mein already 6 log the – 2 auratein (ek middle-aged aunty aur main) aur 4 mard. Sab mard 40-50 ke, kaale, motey-taazey, hefty body wale, bilkul wohi uncle type jo market mein mujhe tadpaate the. Auto chhota sa tha, seats tight, sab ek dusre se sata hua baith rahe the.


Pehle stop pe aunty ne utar liya. Ab 5 log bache – main aur 4 mard. Dusre stop pe dusri aurat bhi utar gayi. Teesre stop tak sirf main aur woh chaar mard bache the. Auto ab khali sa ho gaya tha, par main beech mein baithi thi, aur woh chaar log charon taraf se mujhe gher ke baith gaye the. Unki garam saansein mere kaan tak pahunch rahi thi, aur auto ke har jhatke mein mera badan unke badan se ragad kha raha tha.


Woh log aapas mein hi baat kar rahe the, par har baat double meaning aur gandi innuendo se bhari hui thi. Mujhe bilkul sharm aa rahi thi, chehra laal ho raha tha, par andar se ek ajeeb si garmi badh rahi thi. Meri chut dheere-dheere geeli hone lagi thi unki baaton se.


Sabse mota wala uncle (jo mere bilkul bagal mein baitha tha) pehle bola, dusre ko dekhte hue:


“Arey bhai, aaj toh yeh tight packing wali cheez bahut garam lag rahi hai na? Dekho kitni bhaari-bhaari hai upar se… lagta hai doodh se phati pad rahi hai. Ek baar zor se dabao toh pura ras nikal aaye.”


Dusra uncle (mere saamne baitha) hans kar bola, “Haan yaar, aur neeche bhi dekho… kitni moti aur ubhari hui hai. Aisi cheez ko peeche se pakad kar zor-zor se thokna padta hai, warna control hi nahi hota. Kitni der tak leg paayegi woh?”


Teesra uncle, jo mere left side pe tha, apni taang thodi si meri taraf failate hue bola, “Bhai, aur yeh kapda bhi kitna patla hai… andar ka sab kuch dikh raha hai. Lagta hai andar bahut geela ho raha hoga aisi garmi mein. Koi thanda karne wala juice chahiye kya isko? Bahut creamy aur thick wala jo andar tak pahunche.”


Chautha uncle ne muskura kar kaha, “Arre, aur upar wale mamme dekho… itne bade aur tight, blouse se bahar nikalne ko betab. Soch raha hoon ek baar muh laga kar chusun toh kitna doodh nikaal paaunga. Aur yeh hips… har jhatke mein hil rahi hai jaise invite kar rahi ho. Koi experienced haath chahiye isko thokne ke liye.”


Mere bagal wala mota uncle phir se bola, saans phoolte hue, “Yaar, aisi aurat ko dekh kar toh lund khada ho hi jaata hai. Socho zara, agar isko ghodi bana kar peeche se pakda jaye aur zor-zor se dhakke maare jayen… kitna maal andar bhar sakte hain? Chut bhi tight hogi, gaand bhi… dono holes ek saath bhar do toh mazaa aa jaaye.”


Unki har baat mujhe bilkul sharmila kar rahi thi. Main sirf neeche dekhe ja rahi thi, haath saree ke pallu mein jakde hue, par andar se meri chut bahut geeli ho chuki thi. Nipples sakht ho kar blouse ke upar se dikhne lage the. Har baar jab auto jhatka khata, mera badan unke badan se ragadta aur mujhe aur garam kar deta.


Main kuch nahi bol paa rahi thi, bas chup-chaap sun rahi thi. Sharm se mera chehra laal tha, par andar man mein ek pyas jag rahi thi – unki gandi baatein, unki nazrein mere boobs aur gaand pe, aur yeh feeling ki woh mujhe chodne ki baatein kar rahe hain… sab kuch mujhe bahut zyada tadpa raha tha.


Auto abhi bhi chal raha tha, aur woh chaar log aapas mein aur gandi baatein karte ja rahe the. Main sirf sun rahi thi… aur andar se aag se jal rahi thi.


Kya hoga aage? Mujhe khud nahi pata tha… par yeh sharm aur garmi ka khel ab rukne wala nahi tha.