Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Thodi der dono aise hi lete rahe. Baba ka lund abhi bhi Pooja ki gand ke andar tha, lekin dheere-dheere sikudkar bahar ki taraf aa raha tha. Pooja ka ek haath peeche gaya aur usne Baba ke lund ko apni gand se bahar nikalte hue mehsoos kiya. Uski ungliyaan Baba ke gaadhe, garam veery se bheegi hui thin. Woh us chipchipe prasad ko apni ungliyon par le rahi thi aur man hi man use mehsoos kar rahi thi. Pruduced by Maitri.

Pooja ne dheere se, sharm aur santosh bhari awaaz mein kaha, "Babaji… aapka prasad… meri gand mein bhar gaya hai… abhi bhi garm hai…"
 
Baba ne Pooja ki peeth par kiss karte hue muskuraaya.
 
Thodi der aise hi ramat karte rahe. Pooja ki garm, tight gand ne Baba ke lund ko phir se garmi deni shuru kar di. Lund dheere-dheere sikudne ke bajay phir se kadak hone laga. Pooja ne mehsoos kiya aur sharmaate hue boli,
 
"Babaji… phir se… taiyaar ho raha hai… doosra round ki taiyari karni padegi…"
 
Baba ne Pooja ki gand se apna lund nikaala. "Phoochak" ki tez awaaz ke saath Pooja ki gand aazaad hui. Pooja kuch samajh paati, usse pehle Baba ne use pet ke bal litaaya, uski choot ko dono haathon se phailaaya aur apna lund uski choot mein sarkaa diya.
 
Pooja: "Aai Maa!!! Aaahh… Babaji… dono chhed… aahh… koi dwaar mat chhodna… aa… aapki basuri mere beech ke mukhya dwaar mein… aahh… dwaar mein kya dhun baja rahi hai……"
 
Baba ne Pooja ki choot mein gehra dhakka dete hue kaha, "Meri Pooja… meri raani… tere chhedon mein main hi basuri bajaaunga…"
 
Pooja ne Baba ki kamar ko apni taangon se jakadte hue karahte hue boli, "Aahh… Babaji… mujhe choot mein bahut… aaya… khujli ho rahi hai… ab apna chaku meri choot pe chala do… mita do meri khujli… mitaao na…" Maitri Patel's creativity.
 
Baba ne Pooja ko poori tarah lita diya aur uske upar aakar apna lund uski choot mein daal diya. Saath-saath usne apni ek ungli Pooja ki gand mein bhi daal di.
 
Pooja: "Aahh… Babaji… pyaar karo is vidhwa ladki ko… apni basuri se tez-tez dhun nikaalo… mita do meri khujli… aahhah… aa..a..e..a…"
 
Baba ne dono chhedon mein ek saath kaam karte hue kaha, "Aahh… meri raani…"
 
Pooja ne Baba ki peeth par nakhun gadaate hue cheekhte hue boli, "Oohh… mere raaja… aur tez… aur tez… aaor tez… aahh… andar… aur andar aa ja… aahh… pp… s..s..s."
 
Kareeb aadha ghanta chala yeh khel…
 
Baba ne gati aur tez karte hue kaha, "Aahh… ohhh… Pooja… pyaari… main chhootne wala hoon…"
 
Pooja ne Baba ko kasadkar jakadte hue boli, "Aahh… main bhi… aa… ee… ooo… andar hi… gira… d… do apna… prasad…"
 
Baba: "Aahh…"
 
Pooja: "Aahh… aa… aah…" Sampaadika Funlover hai.
 
Dono ek saath zor se jhad gaye. Baba ne saara gaadha veery Pooja ki choot ke andar jad tak urael diya.
 
Pooja ne aah bharate hue kaha, "Aahh… Babaji… aapka garm prasad… meri choot mein bhar gaya…"
 
Baba ne lund baahar kheench aur Pooja ko pyaasi nazron se dekha. Pooja unke dekhne ke andaaz se sharma uthi.
 
Pooja: "Kya dekh rahe hain Babaji…"
 
Baba ne Pooja ke gaal par haath ferte hue kaha, "Dekh raha hoon ki tumhare andar kitni kaamna dabi padi thi… agar maine tumhen bhoga nahi hota to yeh saara youvan vyarth chala jaata… kitne sundar kesh hain tumhare… aur yeh bobble to mujhe sansaar mein sabse sundar prateet hote hain… aur tumhari yeh maansal kamar aur nitamb, gand… sach mein Pooja, tum kaam ki moorat ho…"
 
Pooja apne sharir ki taarif sunkar mand-mand muskura rahi thi. Uske gaal laal surkh ho uthay.
 
Pooja: "Aapne mujhe aisi avastha mein pehchankar mera nivaaran kiya hai… aap hi aaj se mere guru aur devata hain… aap jab bhi chahe mere sharir ka apni ichcha ke anusaar upyog kar sakte hain…"
 
Jab Pooja ne yeh kaha to Baba ka dimaag ghode ki tarah daudne laga.
 
Pooja ne Baba ko gehra soch mein dooba dekhkar unke paas khisak kar aayi aur unke lund ko apne haath mein pakadkar unhen chetna mein laayi.
Pooja: "Kya sochne lage Babaji…"
 
Baba: "Umm… na… kuch nahi…"
 
Pooja ke haathon mein aakar unka lund phir se apne prachand roop mein aane laga.
 
Par tabhi bahar mandir mein kisi ne ghanti baja di. Baba ne jaldi se apni dhoti pahni aur Pooja se bole, "Tum andar jaakar apne angon ko paani se saaf kar lo… main abhi wapas aakar tumhen dobaara swarg ka maza deta hoon…"
 
Baba ki baat sunkar Pooja ke stanon mein phir se tanaav aa gaya. Dobara chudne ka khayal aate hi woh phurti se uthi aur nangi hi snanaghar (bathroom) ki taraf chal di. Maitri rachit kahaani.
 
Darwaza kholne jaate waqt Babaji bola "Is waqt kaun bhoschodika aa pada? Yeh madarchod, duniya shaanti se chodne bhi nahi deti.
 
Karmash:……
 
 
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Maitri Patel.