Priya ki Erotic Lust Ki Deewangi

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Priya darwaza band karte hi sofa pe let gayi. Uski saans abhi bhi tez thi. Dono Kallu abhi-abhi gaye the, unki baaton ka double meaning abhi bhi uske kaano mein goonj raha tha. Uski badi-badi boobs blouse ke andar se ubhar rahe the, nipples tight ho chuke the, aur saree ka pallu ek taraf sarak gaya tha, exposing uski deep navel aur creamy waist.


Darwaza band kar Priya bistar par lete , aankhein band karke peeche kai saal pehle chali gayi… apne shy past mein.

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College ke din…


Priya 22 saal ki thi tab. Bahut hi shy, seedhi ladki. Ghar walon ne kabhi bahar zyada ghumne nahi diya. Figure tab bhi killer tha – 36D ke ubhre hue boobs jo tight salwar-kameez mein bhi chhup nahi paate the. Gaand itni juicy aur round ki peeche se koi bhi ladka nazar hata nahi paata. Par woh khud ko hamesha chhupati thi. Dupatta double lapet ke rakhti thi, phir bhi uske boobs ka cleavage thoda sa jhalak jaata toh uska chehra laal ho jaata.


Ek din college fest mein ek senior ladka (Rohit) uske paas aaya tha. Woh muscular tha, thoda badmash style ka. Dance floor pe usne Priya ka haath pakad liya aur kaha,“Priya… teri waist toh itni patli hai, par upar aur neeche jo hai… uff… control nahi hota.”


Priya sharma ke bilkul chup ho gayi thi. Par andar se uske shareer mein aag si lag gayi thi. Ohh god… usne meri kamar pakdi… aur uski ungliyan meri skin pe… kitna garam tha uska touch. Us raat ghar jaake pehli baar usne apne boobs ko mirror mein dekha tha aur dheere se dabaya tha. Nipples ko chhune se hi uski chut geeli ho gayi thi. Par usne kabhi aage nahi badhaya. Sharm usko rok leti thi.


Phir shaadi ke baad… husband ke saath bhi woh hamesha passive rahi. Kabhi-kabhi raat mein jab husband uske upar chadhta, woh aankhein band karke enjoy karti, par kabhi khud se kuch nahi maangti. Husband ke lund ko apne haath mein lekar bhi woh sharma jaati thi. Itna mota aur garam… par main bol nahi paati ki aur zor se chahiye…


Ek baar honeymoon pe husband ne uski gaand pe thappad maara tha aur mazak mein bola tha,“Priya, teri yeh juicy gaand toh butcher ke meat jaise hai… kitni soft aur tight.”


Us din se uske mann mein ek chhupa hua fantasy janam liya tha – strong haath wale mard jo uske shareer ko daba sakein, uske doodh jaise soft boobs ko pi sakein… par woh kabhi izhaar nahi kar paati. Shy nature usko rok deta tha.

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Ab wapas present mein…


Priya sofa pe leti hui apni saree upar utha ke apni thick thighs ko sahlaane lagi. Uski chut abhi bhi geeli thi. Dono Kallu ki baatein uske purane fantasies ko jagaa rahi thi.


Kallu… woh kasai… uske haath itne powerful. Jaise meat ko daba ke rakhta hai, waise hi meri gaand ko pakad ke… uff… soch mat Priya, sharm aa rahi hai.Par uska mann nahi maanta tha. Aur Kallu… doodhwala… garam-garam doodh aur thick cream… meri boobs ko piye… mujhe doodh pilaaye…


Woh dheere se apne blouse ke upar se apne bade boobs ko dabati hui soch rahi thi,“Main itni saalon se apne andar ki yeh bhook chhupa ke rakhi hai… shy rahi hoon… par aaj dono Kallu aaye hain toh lag raha hai jaise mera purana sapna sach hone wala hai.”


Usne aankhein kholi, mirror mein apni curvy reflection dekhi – bade boobs, patli kamar, moti gaand, chikni skin. Ek gehri saans li aur muskurai.


“Kal dono phir aayenge… main unke saamne aur thoda shy banungi… par andar se… unki har double meaning baat ko enjoy karungi.”


Priya ka shy past ab uske present ko aur zyada rasila bana raha tha. Woh jaanti thi – yeh sirf shuruaat hai. Uski mature, busty, curvy body ab dono Kallu ke strong haathon aur garam nazaron ke liye taiyaar ho rahi thi… dheere-dheere… bilkul uske favourite fantasy style mein. [img=24x0]https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/7.0/png/unicode/64/1f495.png[/img]