02-08-2026, 11:42 AM
Update 4
Khidki ke peeche se main dekh rahi thi. Producer ab mummy ke aur kareeb aa gaya tha. Usne unka haath pakad kar kaha—
“Aap bilkul ready hain na? Phir der kis baat ki…”
Usne dheere-dheere mummy ke saree ka pallu hatana shuru kiya. Pehle shoulder se, phir pet se. Saree ka ek hissa girne laga. Mummy chup thi, aankhein neeche ki hui. Producer ne saree ko bilkul khol diya aur side mein rakh diya. Ab mummy sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thin.
Usne unke blouse ke hooks peeche se kholne shuru kiye. Ek-ek karke. Blouse dheere-dheere khulte hi unki soft, bhari hui chunchiyan bra ke andar se nikalne lagi. Producer ne blouse utaar diya. Phir bra ke hooks khole. Bra girte hi mummy ki nangi soft chunchiyan azaad ho gayin—bhaari, round, mature, nipples thode se dark.
Producer ne unhe dekhte huye kaha—
“Bahut sundar… kisi heroine se kam nahi. Anita ki body abhi develop ho rahi hai, lekin aapki… aapki to perfect hai. Soft, full, aur itni well maintained. Age dekh ke nahi lagta.”
Usne haath badha kar mummy ki ek chunchi ko pakad liya, dheere se dabaya. “Dekho kitni soft hai… weight bhi perfect. Heroine log itna natural nahi rakhti.”
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Phir usne petticoat ka naada khola. Petticoat gir gaya. Ab mummy sirf panty mein thin. Producer ne panty ko bhi dheere-dheere neeche kheench diya. Mummy bilkul nangi khadi thin—soft chunchiyan, thoda sa soft pet, wide hips, full thighs, aur beech mein unki mature chut.
Producer ne unki pure body ko upar se neeche tak dekha aur bola—
“Sacchi… bahut sundar. Kisi bhi top heroine se kam nahi. Figure, skin, shape… sab natural aur tempting. Main khush hoon aap aayi.”
Usne ab apne kapde nikalne shuru kiye. Pehle shirt ke buttons khole, shirt utaari. Phir pant ka button-zip khola, pant neeche ki. Underwear bhi utaar diya. Ab wo bhi nanga tha. Uske sharir pe thodi si charbi thi, lekin lund poora khada, mota aur naseela.
Wo mummy ke kareeb aaya, unki nangi body ko haathon se touch karte huye phir se tarif karne laga—
“Aapki yeh soft chunchiyan… yeh hips… yeh pure body… bilkul heroine jaisi. Nahi, unse bhi better. Natural beauty hai aapki.”
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy bilkul nangi, producer unki tarif karta hua unke sharir ko touch karta, phir khud bhi nanga ho gaya. Unke beech mein ab koi kapda nahi tha.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Producer ne mummy ko dheere se sofa ki taraf le gaya. Unhe sofa pe lita diya. Mummy ki nangi soft body sofa ke cushion par fail gayi—chunchiyan upar ko, thighs thodi si alag.
Producer unke upar aa gaya. Usne apna khada lund mummy ki chut ke muhane par set kiya. Dheere se push kiya. Lund andar jaane laga. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, chehre pe ek bhaari expression.
Jaise hi pura lund andar gaya, mummy ke muh se ek dheemi siskari nikal gayi—“Ahh…”
Producer ne slow rhythm shuru kiya. Bahar-andar. Har thrust ke saath sofa halka sa hil raha tha. Mummy ke soft chunchiyan uske chest se dabak rahi thin. Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya, choosne laga. Doosri ko haath se dabata raha.
Mummy ke muh se ab siskariyan nikalne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… dheere…”
Producer ne pace thoda badha diya. Thrusts gehre hone lage. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, base tak. Mummy ki thighs uske hips ke around thodi si tight ho rahi thin. Unke muh se awaaze aa rahi thin—
“Uhh… ahh… haan… ahh…”
Producer bhi saans tez kar raha tha. “Kitni soft ho… andar se bhi… ahh… bahut tight…”
Usne mummy ke dono haath sofa ke upar pakad liye aur aur gehre dhakke maarne laga. Sofa ki creaking awaaz ke saath mummy ki siskariyan mil rahi thin.
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Mummy ki soft body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi. Chunchiyan bounce kar rahi thin, unke face pe mixed expression—dard, pressure, aur thodi si feeling. Producer ne unki ek chunchi ko zor se dabaate huye kaha—
“Heroine se bhi better… ahh… kitni garam ho andar se…”
Thrusts ab medium-fast the. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ki siskari tez ho rahi thi—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm…”
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy sofa pe nangi, legs thodi khuli, producer unke upar missionary mein dhakke maar raha tha. Unke muh se nikalne wali siskariyan, sofa ki awaaz, producer ki saans… poora room un awaazon se bhara tha. Mummy ki soft body har dhakke ke saath move kar rahi thi, chunchiyan uske haath aur muh mein thin, aur beech mein uska mota lund unki chut ke andar baar-baar jaa-jaa kar nikal raha tha.
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Sofa pe mummy ki siskariyan ab tez hoti ja rahi thin. Producer ke dhakke gehre aur continuous the. Mummy ki soft body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi, chunchiyan bounce kar rahi thin. Unke face pe clear dikh raha tha ki wo jadne ke kareeb hain.
Unke muh se awaaze aa rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… andar… ahh…”
Unki thighs thodi si tight hone lagi thin producer ke hips ke around. Saans bilkul tez, pet upar-neeche, chut uske lund ko tightly pakadne lagi thi. Main khidki se dekh sakti thi—mummy bahot garam ho chuki thin. Unka chehra flush, aankhein band, lips se siskariyan nikal rahi thin. Body mein wo vibration si aa gayi thi jo climax se pehle aati hai.
“Ahh… bas… thoda aur… ahh… ahh…”
Producer ne bhi pace badha diya tha. Wo bhi kareeb tha. Lekin tabhi uske muh se ek gehari awaaz nikal gayi. Usne kuch tezz dhakke maare aur phir ekdum se ruk gaya. Uske sharir mein rigidity aayi, aur usne apna paani mummy ki chut ke andar chod diya.
“Ahh… le… sab…”
Uske lund se garam cum ki dhaar nikal rahi thi, mummy ke andar. Lekin mummy abhi poori tarah se nahi pahunchi thin. Unki body abhi bhi tight thi, siskariyan abhi bhi nikal rahi thin, lekin producer ka lund dheere-dheere soft hone laga.
Mummy ne thoda sa hips uthaye, jaise aur friction chahiye. “Abhi… abhi nahi… thoda aur…”
Lekin producer ka lund ab bilkul soft ho chuka tha. Wo mummy ke upar se hat gaya. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, mummy ki chut se bhi white sticky liquid nikalne lagi.
Mummy sofa pe leti rahi, saans tez, body abhi bhi garam aur bechain. Unki chunchiyan upar-neeche ho rahi thin, thighs thodi si kaamp rahi thin. Unhone apna haath neeche le jaakar chut par rakha, jaise khud se pura karna chahti hon, lekin phir haath hata liya. Chehre pe clear adhoora pan tha—bahot kareeb thin, bahot garam ho gayi thin, lekin beech mein hi producer ka paani nikal gaya aur wo thanda pad gaya.
Producer saans pakadte huye side mein baith gaya. “Sorry… control nahi raha. Bahut tight thi aap…”
Mummy ne aankhein kholi. Unke face pe satisfaction nahi, balki ek bhaari adhoori feeling thi. Body abhi bhi heat mein thi, chut se uska cum nikal raha tha, lekin climax nahi hua tha. Wo adhoori reh gayi thin.
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Sofa pe mummy abhi bhi leti thin, body garam, saans tez. Producer side mein baitha tha, uska lund bilkul soft, thoda sa cum abhi bhi tipak raha tha. Mummy ne thodi der aankhein band karke rakhi, phir uthi.
Unhone dheere se producer ke beech mein jagah banayi aur uske soft lund ko haath mein le liya. “Abhi… abhi poora nahi hua. Thoda sa…”
Unhone jhuk kar uske lund ko muh ke kareeb laaya. Pehle jeebh se tip se chaata—cum ke mix ko saaf karte huye. Phir dheere-dheere pure soft shaft ko muh mein le liya. Garam muh se usko warm karne lagi. Baahar-andar, jeebh se neeche tak lick karti, kabhi sir ko choosti, kabhi pure ko muh mein daboch ti.
Producer ki aankhein band thin. “Ahh… soft hai abhi… try kar rahi ho…”
Mummy ne himmat nahi haari. Wo continuously chus rahi thin—kabhi slow, kabhi thoda tez. Haath se neeche balls ko bhi sahla rahi thin. Lund ko garam rakhne ki koshish, muh ki garmi se, jeebh ke pressure se. Thodi der tak aise hi karti rahi. Uske thook se lund chamak raha tha, lekin khada nahi ho raha tha. Soft hi raha.
Mummy ne muh se nikaala, haath se upar-neeche kiya, phir se muh mein liya. Is baar thoda lamba time tak choosa. Garam saans, geeli jeebh, continuous motion. Lekin lund bilkul reaction nahi de raha tha. Soft, limp, koi hardness nahi.
Producer ne dheere se kaha, “Bas… nahi ho raha. Age ho gayi… ek baar ke baad jaldi nahi uthta.”
Mummy ne kuch seconds aur try kiya. Muh se, haath se, garam karne ki poori koshish. Lekin kuch nahi hua. Lund waise ka waise soft pada raha.
Unke chehre pe clear nirasata aa gayi. Aankhon mein wo aag abhi bhi thi jo adhoori reh gayi thi, lekin ab samajh aa gaya tha ki kuch nahi hone wala. Unhone lund ko chhod diya.
Chupchaap uthi. Pehle panty uthayi, pehni. Phir bra lagayi, blouse button kiye. Petticoat aur saree dheere-dheere drap kiya. Makeup thoda smudge ho gaya tha, baal bikhre the. Unhone bag uthaya, bina kuch zyada bole producer ki taraf dekha.
“Role ka paper…”
Producer ne table se file uthayi. “Haan… le jao. Anita ka role confirm hai. Kal se papers formal kar denge.”
Mummy ne file li, darwaza khola aur bahar nikal gayi. Main jaldi se corridor ke kone mein chipak gayi. Unke kadam stairs se neeche ja rahe the—thode bhaari, thode thake huye.
Main peeche-peeche ghar tak aayi. Darwaza khulte hi mummy andar aayi. Unka chehra thaka hua, niras. Saree sahi se drap nahi thi, lipstick halki si faili hui.
Mummy ghar wapas aayi to unka chehra thaka hua tha, lekin aankhon mein abhi bhi wo garmi baaki thi. Saree sahi se drap nahi thi, baal thode bikhre, lipstick halki si faili hui. Unhone jate hi mujhe dekh kar kaha—
“Papa aaj nahi aayenge. Unka tour extend ho gaya. Kal shaam tak wapas aayenge. Tu apne kamre mein rehna.”
Main ne sir hilaya. Mummy seedha apne room mein chali gayi. Darwaza band nahi kiya poori tarah. Main thodi der baad dheere se unke room ke paas gayi. Khidki se jhaank kar dekha.
Mummy ne saree utaar di thi. Ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thin. Blouse ke buttons khule the, soft chunchiyan thodi si bahar dikh rahi thin. Unka chehra abhi bhi flush tha, saans normal nahi thi. Wo bed par baithi thin, phone haath mein.
Unhone kisi number pe call lagaya. Awaaz dheemi thi, lekin main sun sakti thi.
“Hello… main bol rahi hoon. Haan, wohi. Aaj raat… ghar pe aana. Papa nahi hain, tour pe hain. Haan…muje kam he Tu aa jaana. 9 baje ke around aa jana
Call cut karke unhone message bheja. Phir phone side mein rakh diya. Unhone blouse poori tarah khol diya. Soft, bhari hui chunchiyan azaad ho gayin. Unhone unhe haath se dabaya, thoda sa masla—jaise abhi bhi bechaini baaki ho. Petticoat ke under se bhi unki body restless dikh rahi thi.
Main dekh rahi thi. Mummy ka sharir abhi bhi garam tha. Producer ke saath adhoora reh gaya tha, lund khada nahi hua tha, isliye ab unhone kisi aur ko call kiya tha. Koi ajnabi… ya shayad koi purana number. Raat ko ghar aane ko kaha tha.
Unhone thodi der aise hi apni chunchiyon ko sahlaate huye baithi rahi. Aankhein band, saans thodi tez. Phir unhone blouse wapas set kiya, lekin buttons poore nahi bandhe. Room ki light dim kar di.
Main apne kamre mein wapas aa gayi. Dil bhaari tha.
Shaam ka khana chupchaap hua. Papa nahi the, isliye table pe sirf main aur mummy. Mummy ne simple se kapde pehne the, lekin unka chehra abhi bhi thoda flush tha. Khana khaate waqt unhone mujhe zyada nahi dekha. Khana khatam hote hi unhone mujhe kaha—
“Anita, tu jaldi so ja. Subah classes hain na? Late mat karna. Main bhi thak gayi hoon, apne room mein chali jaungi.”
Main ne sir hilaya. “Haan mummy.”
Wo uth kar apne room mein chali gayi. Thodi der baad main unke room ke paas se guzri to dekha ki unhone nighty pehan li thi. Soft, thodi si thin material ki nighty—light pink. Andar bra nahi thi, isliye unki soft chunchiyon ka shape clearly dikh raha tha. Nighty knees tak thi, neeche kuch nahi. Unke baal khule the, face clean. Wo bed par baithi phone dekh rahi thin.
Main apne kamre mein aa gayi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Darwaza thoda sa khula chhod diya. Time guzarne laga. 9 baje, 9:30… ghar bilkul sunsaan. Papa tour pe the, koi nahi tha.
Main intezar kar rahi thi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kaun aane wala hai? Jisse mummy apni bachi hui aag bujhane wali hain. Producer ke saath adhoora reh gaya tha, lund khada nahi hua tha, isliye unhone kisi aur ko bulaaya tha. Kaun hoga? Koi purana number? Koi ajnabi?
10 baje ke kareeb bahar se halki si awaaz aayi. Gate ki bell baji. Main dheere se apne bed se uthi aur khidki ke paas gayi. Neeche andhere mein ek aadmi khada tha. Average height, umr me bhi bada tha ke . Andhera hone ki vajah se pahchan nahi aa raha tha Usne gate pe halka sa knock kiya.
Mummy ne darwaza khola. Unki nighty mein soft body dim light mein dikh rahi thi. Unhone us aadmi ko andar liya, ungli se hush ka ishara kiya, phir darwaza band kar diya. Dono seedha mummy ke room ki taraf gaye.
Main apne kamre ke darwaze se jhaank rahi thi. Mummy ke room ka darwaza band hua. Ab ghar mein phir se silence. Lekin main jaanti thi… andar mummy apni bachi hui aag us aadmi ke saath bujhane wali hain. Jo producer nahi kar paya, wo ab yeh aadmi poora karega shayad.
Mummy ke room ka darwaza band ho chuka tha. Main andar se kuch dekh nahi sakti thi. Keyhole se bhi clear nahi dikhta tha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Main dheere se baramde ki taraf gayi. Mummy ke room ki side wali khidki thi—thodi si khuli hui, curtain ka ek kone hawa se hil raha tha.
Main bare feet baramde mein gayi, khidki ke bilkul kareeb chipak kar khadi ho gayi. Andar dim light thi. Pehle to sirf do shadows dikhe. Phir jaise hi position change hui, main us aadmi ka chehra dekh paayi.
Mera dil ekdum se ruk sa gaya.
Wo… wahi buddha tha.
Wahi… jisse meri sil tooti thi. Jisne mujhe pehli baar choda tha. Jisne mere khoon se apna lund geela kiya tha. Jisne mummy-papa ke bed par meri virginity li thi. Wahi umr, wahi face, wahi kathor haath. Main aankhein phaad kar dekh rahi thi—heran, shock, aur ek ajeeb si thakan se.
Andar se awaaze aa rahi thin. Mummy ki awaaz—
“Tum… yahi the? Main soch nahi sakti thi ki tum aaoge.”
Buddha bola, uski awaaz wahi thi jo main pehchaan ti thi—
Tum dono ma beti ke lie hi mera lund he aaj teri garmi Puri nikal Dunga,
Mummy thodi der chup rahi. Phir boli—
“Anita so rahi hai. Aawaz mat karna. Aur… dheere.”
Buddha hansne laga. “Anita… us din ke baad se main uske bare mein sochta raha. Itni tight thi… itna khoon… lekin aaj tum ho. Tumhari body dekh kar… lagta hai beti se bhi zyada soft hogi.”
Mummy ne kaha, “Uske bare mein mat bol. Aaj main hoon. Jo baaki reh gaya hai… woh poora kar.”
Buddha aage badha. “Kapde utaro. Main dekhna chahta hoon. Dono ma beti me kya farak he… main nahi chhodunga. Aaj poori raat… jitni baar body maange.”
Mummy ki awaaz mein thakan aur garmi dono thi. “Haan… utaar rahi hoon. Lekin quiet. Anita ko pata nahi chalna chahiye.”
Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—heran, kaampte huye. Wahi buddha… meri seal todne wala… ab meri mummy ke room mein tha. Dono ke beech sex ki baatein ho rahi thin. Wo mummy ki aag bujhane aaya tha. Jo usne meri chut se shuru kiya tha, ab wo meri mummy ke saath jaari rakhne wala tha.
Mera sar ghumne laga. Khidki ke peeche se main un dono ko dekhti rahi… shock se pathra hua.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi, dil abhi bhi shock se dhadak raha tha. Wahi buddha… meri seal todne wala… ab mummy ke room mein tha.
Mummy ne dheere se apni nighty ke straps neeche kiye. Soft pink nighty unke shoulders se slide hoti hui neeche gir gayi. Ab wo bilkul nangi thin—soft, bhari hui chunchiyan, thoda sa mature pet, wide hips, full thighs. Buddha unhe dekhte huye aage badha.
Usne pehle dono haath se mummy ki chunchiyon ko pakad liya. Kathor, buddhe haath unke soft mounds ko dabane lage, masalne lage. “Bahut soft… beti se bhi zyada full. Kai din se kisi ne isko sahi se touch bhi nahi kiya hoga.”
Mummy ke muh se ek dheemi siskari nikal gayi. Buddha jhuk gaya aur ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se nipple ko ragda, choosa, daant se halka kaata. Doosri chunchi ko haath se dabaate huye gol-gol ghumaya. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, haath uske sar par the.
Usne baari-baari se dono chunchiyon ko choosa, chaata, masla. Thook se unki soft skin chamakne lagi. Phir usne muh neeche kiya—pet ko chooma, naabhi mein jeebh daali, phir aur neeche.
Mummy ki thighs ko alag kiya. Unki chut ab bilkul nangi thi. Buddha ne pehle nose se soongha, phir jeebh se ek lamba lick maara—neeche se upar tak. Mummy ka sharir kaamp utha. “Ahh…”
Usne unki soft lips ko khola aur jeebh andar tak daal di. Garam, geeli jeebh se unki chut ko chaatne laga—clit ko choosna, slit ko upar-neeche lick karna, kabhi andar tak jeebh daalna. Mummy ke muh se ab continuous siskariyan nikal rahi thin.
“Uhh… ahh… haan… wahan…”
Buddha ne unki dono thighs ko apne kandhon par rakh liya aur aur gehraai se chaatne laga. Kabhi clit ko daant se halka kaatta, kabhi pure muh se unki chut ko daboch leta. Mummy ki hips thodi si hilne lagi thin.
Phir usne do ungliyan dheere se unki chut mein daal di. Andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko jeebh se ragadta raha. Mummy ki siskariyan tez ho gayi.
“Ahh… ahh… umm… dheere… ahh…”
Buddha ne ungliyan nikaal kar apna muh phir se laga diya. Unke juices uske chin tak geele the. Wo continuously chaat raha tha, choos raha tha, ungliyon se andar stretch kar raha tha. Mummy ke dono haath ab sheets ko pakde huye the, body thodi si tadap rahi thi.
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy bilkul nangi, nighty floor par, aur wahi buddha unke sharir ko chaat-chaat kar, chunchiyan masal-masal kar, chut ko gehraai se khaa raha tha.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Buddha ne ab apne kapde nikalne shuru kiye. Kurta utaara, phir dhothi. Uske buddhe sharir ke saath uska lund nikal aaya—pehle jaisa hi mota, naseela, poora khada. Mere khoon ki yaad dilane wala.
Usne mummy ka haath pakad kar unhe bed ki taraf le gaya. Wahi bed… mummy-papa ka double bed. Jis bed par usne meri sil todi thi, meri pehli baar ki chudai hui thi, jahan meri khoon se chadar laal hui thi. Aaj usi bed par meri maa ki chudai hone wali thi.
Mummy bed par let gayi. Buddha unke upar aaya. Usne unki thighs ko alag kiya, apna khada lund unki chut ke muhane par set kiya. Dheere se push shuru kiya.
Lund ka sir andar gaya. Mummy ke muh se ek gehri siskari nikal gayi—“Ahh…”
Buddha ne aur dheere pressure diya. Uske mote shaft ne unki soft chut ko kholna shuru kiya. Inch by inch andar jaata gaya. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, haath sheets ko pakde huye.
“Uhh… ahh… mota hai… ahh…”
Dheere-dheere uska poora lund mummy ki chut mein chala gaya. Base tak. Buddha thodi der ruk gaya, andar deep press kiye huye. Phir usne slow motion shuru kiya—bahar nikaalta, phir andar daalta. Har thrust bilkul dheere, gehra.
Mummy ki siskariyan continuous ho gayi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… haan… ahh… andar…”
Buddha ne jhuk kar unki ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya, choosne laga. Doosri ko haath se dabaate huye. Uske dhakke ab regular the—slow, deep, continuous. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, mummy ki soft body hilti.
Wahi bed… jahan meri chut phati thi, jahan mera khoon gira tha… aaj usi bed par buddha meri mummy ko missionary mein dheere-dheere chod raha tha. Uske mote lund ka har slow thrust, mummy ki siskariyan, unki soft chunchiyon ka choosna… main khidki se sab dekh rahi thi.
Buddha ne mummy ke dono legs ko thoda aur khol diya aur aur deep jaane laga. “Kitni garam ho… beti jaisi tight nahi, lekin soft bahut…”
Mummy ke muh se bas siskariyan nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Buddha mummy ke upar missionary position mein tha. Uske mote lund ke gehre dhakke lag rahe the. Har baar jab wo poora andar jata, to chut se ek geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti—
Thap… thap… thap…
Mummy ki siskariyan us awaaz ke saath mil rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke dono legs ko aur khol diya aur pace thoda badha diya. Ab dhakke medium-fast the. Har thrust ke saath unki soft chunchiyan bounce karti, sofa nahi… wahi bed hil raha tha. Thap-thap ki awaaz aur tez ho gayi.
Usne jhuk kar mummy ke kaan ke paas kaha—
“Teri chut bhi kam nahi… beti ke mukable. Us din Anita itni tight thi ki khoon nikal aaya tha… lekin tu… tu soft hai, garam hai, aur andar se itni geeli. Beti jaisi nakli tightness nahi, asli maza hai.”
Mummy ke muh se bas siskariyan nikal rahi thin. “Ahh… mat bol uske baare mein… ahh… ahh…”
Buddha ne unki ek chunchi ko zor se pakad liya aur choosne laga. Dhakke ab continuous the. Thap-thap… thap-thap… har baar lund poora andar, base tak.
Mummy ki body ab change hone lagi. Unki siskariyan tez aur short hone lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… andar… ahh… main… ahh…”
Unki thighs kaampne lagi, chut ne uske lund ko tightly pakad liya. Pehli baar unka climax aaya. Poora sharir tight ho gaya, aankhein band, muh se ek gehari awaaz nikal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Unki chut uske lund ko bar-bar squeeze kar rahi thi. Buddha ne unke climax ke dauran dhakke nahi rokhe. Wo continuously chodta raha—thap-thap, thap-thap. Mummy abhi bhi kaamp rahi thin, oversensitive, lekin usne unke legs aur khol kar gehre dhakke maarte rakhe.
“Nikal ab… saath mein…”
Usne kuch aur tezz dhakke maare aur phir dono ke saath uska bhi paani nikal gaya. Garam cum mummy ki chut ke deep mein jaane laga. Mummy ki siskariyan uske cum ke saath mil gayi—
“Ahh… ahh… garam… ahh…”
Buddha ke last thrusts ke saath thap-thap ki awaaz ab geeli aur sticky ho chuki thi. Dono ka paani mix hokar unki thighs se bed par girne laga. Mummy ki body abhi bhi halki-halki kaamp rahi thi, pehli baar poora climax feel karte huye. Buddha unke upar tha, lund abhi bhi andar, dheere-dheere soft hota hua.
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Wahi bed, wahi buddha, ab meri maa ke saath. Unki chudai kar chuka tha.
Kuch der dono saans pakadte huye leti rahe. Buddha abhi bhi mummy ke upar tha, lund dheere-dheere soft ho raha tha lekin abhi bhi unki chut ke andar tha. Mummy ne aankhein kholi aur uske chehre ko dekha.
Unhone dheere se kaha, awaaz mein thakan aur ek ajeeb si garmi thi—
“Tera lund… beti ki chudai ke din se hi bha gaya tha mujhe. Us din jab tu uske room se nikal raha tha… main dekh rahi thi. Mota aur lamba… umar ke hisaab se bhi itna strong. Tab se… tab se yaad tha.”
Buddha uski baat sunkar hansne laga. Usne apna lund dheere se bahar nikaala. Cum aur unke juices se geela. Phir wo mummy ke bagal mein let gaya aur unke soft sharir ko haath se sahlaane laga.
“Tab se yaad tha? Isliye aaj bulaya?”
Mummy ne jawab nahi diya. Uske haath unki chunchiyon par the. Wo phir se unhe dabane laga, masalne laga. Nipples ko pinch kiya, ghumaya. Phir jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se choosne laga, daant se halka kaatne laga. Mummy ke muh se phir se siskari nikalne lagi.
“Ahh… haan…”
Buddha ne dono chunchiyon ko baari-baari se choosa, chaata, masla. Phir muh neeche le gaya. Mummy ki thighs kholi aur unki cum-bhari chut ko jeebh se chaatne laga. Apna hi cum aur unke juices ko saaf karte huye, clit ko choosta, slit ko deep lick karta. Mummy ki hips phir se hilne lagi.
“Uhh… ahh… phir se…”
Usne do ungliyan andar daal di, tezi se andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko jeebh se ragadta raha. Mummy ki body dobara garam hone lagi. Siskariyan tez hoti gayi.
Buddha ne muh uthaya, apna lund haath mein liya jo ab phir se khada ho chuka tha. Usne mummy ke upar aate huye kaha—
“Beti ki chudai maine ek hi baar ki thi… wo bhi uske maangne par nahi, mere zabardasti. Lekin aaj… aaj tujhe jamke chodunga. Raat bhar. Jitni baar body maange, utni baar.husband se bhi jyada chodunga.”
Usne phir se apna mota lund mummy ki geeli chut par set kiya aur ek hi dhakke mein andar tak daal diya. Mummy ki zor ki siskari nikal gayi.
“Ahhh…!”
Buddha ne ab slow nahi kiya. Gehre, mazboot dhakke shuru kar diye. Har baar poora lund, base tak. Thap-thap ki awaaz phir se gunjne lagi.
“Aaj jamke… poori raat… teri is soft chut ko yaad dilaunga ki mota lund kya hota hai.”
Mummy ke muh se ab continuous siskariyan nikal rahi thin. Unki chunchiyan uske haathon mein thin, body har dhakke ke saath hil rahi thi. Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—
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Buddha abhi bhi missionary mein gehre dhakke maar raha tha. Mummy ki siskariyan continuous thin. Tabhi achanak usne apna lund bahar nikaal liya. Mummy ek second ke liye khali feel hui, unke muh se ek adhoori si awaaz nikal gayi.
“Ahh… mat nikaal…”
Buddha ne unhe jaldi se palat diya. Mummy ko pet ke bal litaya, hips upar uthaye. Doggy style. Usne unke soft kulhon ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur apna khada lund unki geeli chut ke muhane par set karke ek hi dhakke mein andar tak daal diya.
“Ahhh…!”
Ab position change hone se lund aur deep ja raha tha. Buddha ne peeche se dhakke shuru kiye—mazboot, gehre, continuous. Har baar jab uska mota lund poora andar jata, to chut se ek geeli, bhaari thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti—
Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Awaaz room mein gunj rahi thi. Mummy ke muh se siskariyan bilkul control ke bahar nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh… deep… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko aur tightly pakad liya aur pace badha diya. Ab dhakke tez the. Har thrust ke saath unke soft kulhe uske pet se takrate, chunchiyan bed par ragad khati thin. Thap-thap ki awaaz aur tez, aur geeli.
“Ahh… ahh… bas… ahh… itna deep… ahh…”
Usne ek haath aage badha kar unki chunchi pakad li, peeche se dhakke maarte huye usko masalne laga. Doosre haath se unke baal pakad kar thoda sa kheencha. Mummy ki back arch ho gayi, siskariyan aur tez.
Bahot lambi chudai chal rahi thi. Buddha rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Kabhi slow, gehre dhakke—poora lund andar tak, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, mazboot thrusts. Thap-thap… thap-thap… thap-thap… awaaz rukti hi nahi thi.
Mummy ki body ab bilkul goonj rahi thi. Paseena unki peeth par chamak raha tha. Siskariyan ab shabdon mein badalne lagi thin—
“Ahh… chod… ahh… jamke… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko aur upar uthaya, angle change kiya, aur aur deep jaane laga. Har dhakke ke saath uska balls unki chut se takrata. Awaaz ab aur bhaari, aur geeli.
Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—mummy doggy mein, hips upar, buddha peeche se unhe jamke chod raha tha. Uske mote lund ki thap-thap, mummy ki continuous siskariyan, unki soft body ka hilna… yeh chudai ruki nahi thi.
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Bahot der ki doggy style chudai ke baad buddha achanak ruk gaya. Usne apna mota lund mummy ki chut se bahar nikaal liya. Cum aur unke juices se geela lund thoda sa jump sa kiya. Mummy ek second ke liye adhoori si feel hui, unke muh se ek frustrated si awaaz nikal gayi.
Buddha bed par seedha let gaya. Usne apne khade lund ko haath se pakad kar upar ki taraf seedha kiya aur mummy ki taraf dekhte huye bola—
“Agar tujhe aur chudai karni hai… to aaja. Khud lund pe chadh. Jitna jamke chahiye, utna le. Main nahi hilunga. Tu khud kar.”
Mummy thodi der uske khade lund ko dekhti rahi—mota, naseela, unke hi cum se chamakta hua. Phir wo uthi aur uske upar aa gayi. Unhone apni geeli chut ko uske lund ke tip par set kiya aur dheere-dheere neeche baithna shuru kiya.
“Ahhh…”
Lund inch by inch unki chut ke andar chala gaya. Jab pura andar tak chala gaya to mummy ne dono haath uske seene par rakh liye aur hips hilani shuru kar di.
Pehle dheere… upar-neeche. Phir thoda tez. Unke soft kulhe uske pet par baar-baar padne lage. Chut se geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalne lagi.
Buddha ne neeche se unki chunchiyan pakad li. “Haan… aise… jamke… apni chut se lund ko mel…”
Mummy ne pace badha diya. Ab wo poori tarah se uske lund pe chadhi hui thin, hips tezi se upar-neeche, gol-gol ghumate huye. Unki siskariyan continuous thin—
“Ahh… ahh… kitna mota… ahh… poora andar… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko pakad kar neeche se bhi thoda thrust dena shuru kiya. “Bol… kaisa lag raha hai? Beti ke baad ab maa ko bhi yahi lund chahiye?”
Mummy ne aankhein band karke kaha, awaaz mein gandi garmi thi—
“Haan… chahiye… yahi mota lund… ahh… beti ko diya tha ek baar… aaj mujhe jamke de… ahh… chod mujhe… ahh…”
Wo aur tezi se uske lund pe uthne-baithne lagi. Unki chunchiyan uske face ke upar bounce kar rahi thin. Buddha ne muh khol kar ek chunchi pakad li, choosne laga. Mummy ki hips ab bilkul control ke bahar thin—tez, gehli, continuous.
“Ahh… kha ja… is chut ko… ahh… meri beti ki tarah… ahh… mat chhod… ahh…”
Buddha ne neeche se unke baal pakad liye. “Bol aur… gandi bol… kya chahiye tujhe?”
Mummy ki awaaz ab bilkul dirty ho chuki thi—
“Lund chahiye… tera mota lund… ahh… chut phaad de… ahh… cum se bhar de… ahh… jo beti ko diya tha… mujhe bhi de… ahh… jamke chod… ahh…”
Mummy ab bilkul ruki nahi thin. Wo uske mote lund pe chadhi hui thin, hips tezi se upar-neeche kar rahi thin. Har baar jab wo neeche baithti, lund poora andar tak jaata, aur geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti. Unki soft chunchiyan uske face ke upar bounce kar rahi thin, paseena unki peeth aur pet par chamak raha tha.
Unki awaaz ab bilkul gandi aur bechain thi—
“Ahh… le… poora le… ahh… mota lund… ahh… chut ke andar… ahh… phaad de… ahh…”
Buddha neeche se unke hips pakde huye tha, kabhi-kabhi neeche se thrust bhi de raha tha. “Haan… bol… kya chahiye? Beti ko diya tha na yeh lund… ab maa ko bhi chahiye?”
Mummy ne aur tezi se hips hilani shuru kar di. “Haan… chahiye… ahh… yahi lund… ahh… beti ki tarah mujhe bhi… ahh… cum se bhar de… ahh… andar… ahh…”
Unki siskariyan ab short aur tez ho chuki thin. Body kaampne lagi thi. Chut ne uske lund ko tightly pakad liya tha. Wo bilkul kareeb thi.
“Ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… main… ahh… nikal rahi hoon… ahh…”
Unki hips ekdum se tight ho gayi, poora sharir kaamp utha. Chut uske lund ko bar-bar squeeze karne lagi. Mummy ki zor ki siskari nikal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Unka paani nikalne laga—garam, geela, uske lund ke around se beh raha tha. Buddha ne bhi control khoya. Usne neeche se kuch tezz thrust diye aur apna cum unki chut ke deep mein chod diya.
“Le… sab… ahh… le ja…”
Dono ka paani ek saath nikal raha tha. Mummy ki chut uske lund ko mel rahi thi, uska garam cum unke andar jaa raha tha. Unki hips abhi bhi halki-halki hil rahi thin, last waves nikalte huye. Siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body abhi bhi kaamp rahi thi.
Buddha ne unke hips ko pakde rakha, lund abhi bhi andar. Cum unki thighs se bed par girne laga. Mummy uske upar jhuki hui thi, saans haafte huye, chunchiyan uske seene se chipki hui.
Main khidki se yeh last scene dekh rahi thi—mummy uske lund pe chadhi hui thi.
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Khidki se main ab tak dekh rahi thi. Mummy us buddhe ke lund pe chadhi hui thin, dono ka paani nikal chuka tha, body abhi bhi kaamp rahi thi. Unki siskariyan, thap-thap ki awaaze, gandi baatein… sab kuch mere kaano mein gunj raha tha.
Mera apna sharir bhi react kar raha tha. Chunchiyon ke nipples tight ho gaye the, panty geeli hone lagi thi. Har siskari ke saath meri saans tez ho rahi thi. Us buddhe ka lund yaad aa raha tha—mota, naseela, jo kabhi meri chut ke andar tha, jo meri sil tod chuka tha. Us din ka dard, khoon, phir maza… sab taaza ho gaya.
Main aur nahi dekh paayi. Kaampte huye baramde se hat gayi. Room mein aakar bhi neend nahi aa rahi thi. Bechaini itni thi ki sharir mein aag si lagi hui thi. Chut mein geelapan, chunchiyon mein weight sa feel ho raha tha. Uske lund ki yaad bar-bar aa rahi thi—kaise usne pehli baar mera phaada tha, kaise uski thap-thap meri chut par padi thi.
Main uthi. Bahar nikalne ka mann kiya. Socha… agar koi mil jaye… koi jo is aag ko bujha de. Papa nahi the, mummy busy thi us buddhe ke saath. Main dheere se ghar se nikal gayi. Society ke andar raat ke 12 baj rahe the. Galiyan sunsaan.
Main gate ki taraf badhi. Wahan chowkidar baitha tha—45-50 saal ka, thoda sa mota, kursi par jhuk kar. Usne mujhe dekh liya. Main uske kareeb gayi. Mera face flush tha, saans abhi bhi normal nahi thi. Nighty nahi, simple kameez pehni thi, lekin body ke neeche sab garam tha.
Chowkidar ne meri taraf dekha. “Kya baat hai beta? Itni raat ko bahar? Sab theek hai?”
Main uske saamne khadi rahi. Uske sharir ko dekha—haath, seena, neeche. Dimag mein buddhe ka lund ghoom raha tha. Socha… agar yeh… agar yeh maan jaye…
Lekin muh se kuch nahi nikal paaya. Bas usko dekhti rahi. Chowkidar thoda confuse sa ho gaya. “Kuch chahiye kya? Paani? Ya ghar mein koi problem?”
Main ne sir hilaya, “Nahi… bas… ghumne nikli thi.”
Usne meri taraf ek nazar dauri—mere flushed face, tez saans, thodi si bikhri hui body language. Shayad usne kuch sense kar liya, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha. Bas kursi par seedha ho gaya.
Main wahan se laut aayi. Ghar ke andar aakar apne room mein let gayi. Neeche panty bilkul geeli thi. Buddhe ka lund, mummy ki siskariyan, unki chudai… aur ab chowkidar ka chehra… sab dimaag mein ghoom raha tha. Aag bujhne ke bajaye aur bhadak gayi thi. Main bed par kaampte huye leti rahi, apni hi bechaini ke saath.
Room mein leti rahi lekin aag sant nahi hui. Buddhe ka lund, mummy ki siskariyan, unki thap-thap… sab yaad aa-aa kar mujhe aur bechain kar rahe the. Panty bilkul geeli thi, chunchiyan bhaari aur sensitive. Main uthi.
Wardrobe se ek thin nighty nikaali—light colour, soft material, andar se almost transparent. Bra nahi pehni. Nighty mein meri soft chunchiyan clearly shape dikha rahi thin, nipples ke outline bhi. Neeche panty bhi nahi. Sirf nighty.
Dheere se ghar se nikal gayi. Society ke gate tak gayi. Chowkidar abhi bhi apni kursi par baitha tha. Raat ke 12:30 baj rahe the. Usne mujhe dekhte hi aankhein phaad li.
Main seedha uske paas gayi. Uske bilkul saamne khadi ho gayi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin aag itni thi ki sharm peeche pad gayi.
Usne meri taraf dekha. “Phir aa gayi? Kuch hua kya?”
Main ne kuch nahi bola. Bas uske aankhon mein dekhte huye apni nighty ke dono straps dheere-dheere neeche kiye. Nighty mere shoulders se slide hoti hui neeche girne lagi. Meri soft, bhaari chunchiyan ekdum nangi ho gayin—uske saamne, raat ke andhere mein, gate ke paas.
Chowkidar ki aankhein phaad ki phaad reh gayi. Usne saans rok li. Meri nangi chunchiyan, hard nipples, soft white skin… sab uski aankhon ke saamne tha.
Main ne nighty ko aur neeche kiya, taaki wo clearly dekh sake. Thoda sa aage badhi, uske bilkul kareeb. Meri nangi chunchiyan uske face ke level par thin.
“Dekho…” main ne dheere se kaha. Awaaz kaamp rahi thi, lekin usmein bechaini clear thi.
Chowkidar ab bhi pathra sa baitha tha. Uske muh se dheere se nikla, “Yeh… yeh kya kar rahi ho beta…? Itni raat ko… nangi…”
Main ne jawab nahi diya. Bas wahan khadi rahi, apni nangi chunchiyan uske saamne kiye huye. Hawa mein nipples aur tight ho gaye the. Uski nazrein meri chunchiyon par hi atki hui thin—unke weight par, unke shape par, hard nipples par.
Aag ab bhi sant nahi hui thi. Balki uske ghoorne se aur bhadak gayi thi. Main uske saamne nangi chunchiyan kiye khadi thi, intezar karte huye… ki wo kuch kare.
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Chowkidar meri nangi chunchiyon ko dekhte hi control kho baitha. Uske aankhon mein pehle shock tha, phir ek dum se bhook. Usne aas-paas ek nazar dauri—society sunsaan thi, koi nahi dikh raha tha. Phir usne mera haath pakad liya.
“Chal… yahan nahi…”
Usne mujhe gate ke side mein apni chhoti si ordi (chowkidar quarter) mein kheench liya. Ek room, bilkul chhota. Andar sirf ek purani khatiya thi, ek kursi, ek table. Dim si bulb jal rahi thi. Usne darwaza band kiya aur latch laga diya.
Main khatiya ke paas khadi thi. Nighty abhi bhi meri kamar tak hi thi, upar se nangi. Chowkidar ne meri taraf dekha—meri soft chunchiyan, hard nipples, flushed face. Usne apna control poori tarah kho diya.
Usne aage badh kar meri nighty ko bilkul neeche kheench diya. Ab main uske saamne poori nangi thi. Usne apne kapde bhi jaldi-jaldi utaarne shuru kiye—shirt, pant, underwear. Uske sharir pe thodi charbi thi, lekin lund poora khada, mota aur tight.
Usne mujhe khatiya par lita diya. Pehle uske haath meri chunchiyon par gaye. Kathor, mehnati haath meri soft mounds ko pakad kar dabane lage, masalne lage. “Itni soft… itni bhaari… raat ko aise nangi dikha di…”
Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se nipple ko ragda, choosa, daant se halka kaata. Doosri ko haath se dabaate huye ghumaya. Main siskari nikalne lagi. Uske muh ki garmi meri chunchiyon par fail rahi thi.
Wo baari-baari se dono chunchiyon ko choosta raha, chaatta raha, masalta raha. Thook se meri soft skin geeli ho gayi. Phir usne muh neeche le gaya. Mere pet ko chooma, jeebh se chaata, phir aur neeche.
Usne meri thighs ko alag kiya. Meri geeli chut uske saamne thi. Usne pehle nose se soongha, phir jeebh se ek lamba lick maara. Main kaamp uthi. Usne meri soft lips ko khola aur jeebh andar tak daal di. Garam, geeli jeebh se meri chut ko chaatne laga—clit ko choosna, slit ko upar-neeche lick karna, kabhi andar deep tak jeebh ghusana.
Main haath se uske sar ko pakad liye. “Ahh… ahh…”
Usne do ungliyan bhi andar daal di, tezi se andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko muh se choosta raha. Meri hips hilne lagi. Wo continuously chaat raha tha, ungliyon se stretch kar raha tha, kabhi-kabhi daant se clit ko halka kaat ta. Meri siskariyan ab khatiya ke chhote room mein gunj rahi thin.
Kabhi wapas meri chunchiyon par aata, unhe choosta, masalta, phir neeche jaakar meri chut ko khaata. Uske thook, meri geelapan, uski ungliyan, uski jeebh… sab mil kar mujhe paagal kar rahe the. Main kaamp rahi thi, uske sar ko dabaaye huye, apni aag ko uske muh ke hawale kiye huye.
Chowkidar ke mehnati haath aur garam muh ne meri pure body ko cover kar liya tha. Nighty aur uske kapde floor par pade the. Khatiya par main nangi leti thi, aur wo meri—chunchiyan, pet, chut… kuch nahi chhod raha tha.
Chowkidar ne lamba forplay ke baad apna muh uthaya. Uske lips aur chin mere juices se geele the. Usne meri thighs ko aur alag kiya aur apna khada lund meri chut ke muhane par set kiya. Main khatiya par leti thi, saans tez.
Usne dheere-dheere push shuru kiya. Lund ka sir meri soft lips ko dhakelne laga. Main kaamp uthi. Pehle wala dard yaad aa gaya—jab buddhe ne meri sil todi thi. Wahi pressure, wahi stretch.
“Ahh… dheere…”
Chowkidar ne meri chunchiyon ko dono haathon se jam ke pakad liya. Soft mounds ko zor se dabaya, masla. “Kitni soft hai yeh… itni bhaari… raat ko nangi dikha di to control kaise rehta…”
Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya aur zor se choosne laga. Daant se nipple kaata, jeebh se ragda. Doosri chunchi ko haath se flatten karte huye dabaata raha. Uske choosne aur dabane ke saath usne lund aur andar push kiya.
Dheere-dheere uska mota shaft meri chut ke andar jaane laga. Har inch ke saath pehle wala dard wapas aa raha tha—stretch, pressure, thoda sa jalan. Main siskariyan le rahi thi.
“Ahh… dard… ahh… dheere…”
Wo rukta nahi tha. Chunchiyon ko jam ke dabata, choosta, aur lund ko dheere-dheere andar karta. “Sahi se le… poora legi… teri chut itni garam hai…”
Jab uska poora lund andar tak chala gaya to main zor se kaamp uthi. Base meri soft lips se takra gaya. Poora bhar hua feel. Dard clear tha—jaise pehli baar wala tear yaad aa raha ho. Meri chut uske mote lund se stretch ho chuki thi.
Usne thodi der ruk kar meri dono chunchiyon ko aur zor se masla, choosa. “Poora andar hai… dekh kitna mota le liya… sahi hai…”
Main aankhein band kiye kaamp rahi thi. Khatiya par leti hui, uske pure weight ke under, chunchiyan uske muh aur haathon mein, aur neeche uska poora lund meri chut ke andar. Dard aur garmi dono saath-saath the. Pehle wala dard wapas mahsoos ho raha tha, lekin is baar main usse door nahi bhaag rahi thi.
Chowkidar ka poora lund meri chut ke andar tha. Khatiya par main leti thi, uske weight ke under. Usne dheere-dheere move shuru kiya. Bahar nikaalta, phir andar daalta. Har thrust ke saath pehle wala dard thoda kam hota ja raha tha, uski jagah ek gehli garmi le rahi thi.
Usne meri dono chunchiyon ko haathon se pakde rakha. Jam ke dabata, masalta, kabhi-kabhi jhuk kar choos leta. Meri siskariyan khatiya ke chhote room mein gunjne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh…”
Usne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke medium the. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, base meri soft lips se takrata. Thap-thap ki geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Khatiya bhi uske dhakkon se hilne lagi—khat… khat… khat…
“Ahh… ahh… dheere… ahh… nahi… tez… ahh…”
Usne meri legs ko aur khol diya aur gehre dhakke maarne laga. Meri chunchiyan uske haathon mein compress ho rahi thin, nipples uski ungliyon ke beech. Kabhi left, kabhi right choosta. Meri body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi.
Lambi chudai chal rahi thi. Wo rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Kabhi slow, deep thrusts—poora lund andar, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, mazboot dhakke. Har baar meri siskariyan uske saath milti—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Usne mera ek pair apne kandhe par rakh liya. Angle change hone se lund aur deep jaane laga. Main zor se siskari maari. “Ahhh… wahan… ahh…”
Khatiya continuously hil raha thi. Uske balls meri chut se takrate, geeli awaaz aur tez. Meri chunchiyan ab uske muh mein thin—wo ek ko choosta, doosri ko haath se masalta. Thook se meri soft skin geeli thi.
Time guzar raha tha. Meri body paseene se geeli ho chuki thi. Chut bilkul sticky, uske lund ko mel rahi thi. Wo kabhi meri aankhon mein dekhta, kabhi meri chunchiyon ko dekhte huye dhakke maarta. “Kitni garam… kitni soft… raat bhar…”
Usne phir se position thodi change ki. Mere dono legs ko fold karke mere chest tak daba diya. Ab uske dhakke bilkul deep aur forceful the. Har thrust pe meri siskari nikalti—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… bas… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”
Lambi der tak yahi chalta raha. Meri awaaze ab control ke bahar thin. Khatiya ki khat-khat, uske jism ki thap-thap, meri siskariyan… room mein sab mil raha tha. Meri chut ab bilkul open thi uske mote lund ke liye, dard nahi, sirf gehli maza.
Tabhi uske dhakke aur tez ho gaye. Usne meri chunchiyon ko zor se pakad liya, muh se ek ko daboch liya. “Ab… nikalta… andar…”
Usne kuch last strong thrusts maare aur apna paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaar andar jaane lagi. Main uske saath hi kaamp uthi—siskariyan, body tight, chut uske lund ko squeeze karti hui.
“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh…”
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Uske cum ki quantity zyada thi. Andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar bhi nikalne laga. Wo abhi bhi halka-halka thrust de raha tha, last drops nikalte huye. Meri chut uske cum se bhari hui thi, sticky, garam.
Khatiya par dono kaampte huye, saans haafte huye pade the. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, meri thighs ke beech se. Meri siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body abhi bhi uske cum ko feel kar rahi thi—andar deep, garam, bhari hui.
Khidki ke peeche se main dekh rahi thi. Producer ab mummy ke aur kareeb aa gaya tha. Usne unka haath pakad kar kaha—
“Aap bilkul ready hain na? Phir der kis baat ki…”
Usne dheere-dheere mummy ke saree ka pallu hatana shuru kiya. Pehle shoulder se, phir pet se. Saree ka ek hissa girne laga. Mummy chup thi, aankhein neeche ki hui. Producer ne saree ko bilkul khol diya aur side mein rakh diya. Ab mummy sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thin.
Usne unke blouse ke hooks peeche se kholne shuru kiye. Ek-ek karke. Blouse dheere-dheere khulte hi unki soft, bhari hui chunchiyan bra ke andar se nikalne lagi. Producer ne blouse utaar diya. Phir bra ke hooks khole. Bra girte hi mummy ki nangi soft chunchiyan azaad ho gayin—bhaari, round, mature, nipples thode se dark.
Producer ne unhe dekhte huye kaha—
“Bahut sundar… kisi heroine se kam nahi. Anita ki body abhi develop ho rahi hai, lekin aapki… aapki to perfect hai. Soft, full, aur itni well maintained. Age dekh ke nahi lagta.”
Usne haath badha kar mummy ki ek chunchi ko pakad liya, dheere se dabaya. “Dekho kitni soft hai… weight bhi perfect. Heroine log itna natural nahi rakhti.”
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[/img] Phir usne petticoat ka naada khola. Petticoat gir gaya. Ab mummy sirf panty mein thin. Producer ne panty ko bhi dheere-dheere neeche kheench diya. Mummy bilkul nangi khadi thin—soft chunchiyan, thoda sa soft pet, wide hips, full thighs, aur beech mein unki mature chut.
Producer ne unki pure body ko upar se neeche tak dekha aur bola—
“Sacchi… bahut sundar. Kisi bhi top heroine se kam nahi. Figure, skin, shape… sab natural aur tempting. Main khush hoon aap aayi.”
Usne ab apne kapde nikalne shuru kiye. Pehle shirt ke buttons khole, shirt utaari. Phir pant ka button-zip khola, pant neeche ki. Underwear bhi utaar diya. Ab wo bhi nanga tha. Uske sharir pe thodi si charbi thi, lekin lund poora khada, mota aur naseela.
Wo mummy ke kareeb aaya, unki nangi body ko haathon se touch karte huye phir se tarif karne laga—
“Aapki yeh soft chunchiyan… yeh hips… yeh pure body… bilkul heroine jaisi. Nahi, unse bhi better. Natural beauty hai aapki.”
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy bilkul nangi, producer unki tarif karta hua unke sharir ko touch karta, phir khud bhi nanga ho gaya. Unke beech mein ab koi kapda nahi tha.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Producer ne mummy ko dheere se sofa ki taraf le gaya. Unhe sofa pe lita diya. Mummy ki nangi soft body sofa ke cushion par fail gayi—chunchiyan upar ko, thighs thodi si alag.
Producer unke upar aa gaya. Usne apna khada lund mummy ki chut ke muhane par set kiya. Dheere se push kiya. Lund andar jaane laga. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, chehre pe ek bhaari expression.
Jaise hi pura lund andar gaya, mummy ke muh se ek dheemi siskari nikal gayi—“Ahh…”
Producer ne slow rhythm shuru kiya. Bahar-andar. Har thrust ke saath sofa halka sa hil raha tha. Mummy ke soft chunchiyan uske chest se dabak rahi thin. Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya, choosne laga. Doosri ko haath se dabata raha.
Mummy ke muh se ab siskariyan nikalne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… dheere…”
Producer ne pace thoda badha diya. Thrusts gehre hone lage. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, base tak. Mummy ki thighs uske hips ke around thodi si tight ho rahi thin. Unke muh se awaaze aa rahi thin—
“Uhh… ahh… haan… ahh…”
Producer bhi saans tez kar raha tha. “Kitni soft ho… andar se bhi… ahh… bahut tight…”
Usne mummy ke dono haath sofa ke upar pakad liye aur aur gehre dhakke maarne laga. Sofa ki creaking awaaz ke saath mummy ki siskariyan mil rahi thin.
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Mummy ki soft body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi. Chunchiyan bounce kar rahi thin, unke face pe mixed expression—dard, pressure, aur thodi si feeling. Producer ne unki ek chunchi ko zor se dabaate huye kaha—
“Heroine se bhi better… ahh… kitni garam ho andar se…”
Thrusts ab medium-fast the. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ki siskari tez ho rahi thi—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm…”
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy sofa pe nangi, legs thodi khuli, producer unke upar missionary mein dhakke maar raha tha. Unke muh se nikalne wali siskariyan, sofa ki awaaz, producer ki saans… poora room un awaazon se bhara tha. Mummy ki soft body har dhakke ke saath move kar rahi thi, chunchiyan uske haath aur muh mein thin, aur beech mein uska mota lund unki chut ke andar baar-baar jaa-jaa kar nikal raha tha.
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[/img] Sofa pe mummy ki siskariyan ab tez hoti ja rahi thin. Producer ke dhakke gehre aur continuous the. Mummy ki soft body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi, chunchiyan bounce kar rahi thin. Unke face pe clear dikh raha tha ki wo jadne ke kareeb hain.
Unke muh se awaaze aa rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… andar… ahh…”
Unki thighs thodi si tight hone lagi thin producer ke hips ke around. Saans bilkul tez, pet upar-neeche, chut uske lund ko tightly pakadne lagi thi. Main khidki se dekh sakti thi—mummy bahot garam ho chuki thin. Unka chehra flush, aankhein band, lips se siskariyan nikal rahi thin. Body mein wo vibration si aa gayi thi jo climax se pehle aati hai.
“Ahh… bas… thoda aur… ahh… ahh…”
Producer ne bhi pace badha diya tha. Wo bhi kareeb tha. Lekin tabhi uske muh se ek gehari awaaz nikal gayi. Usne kuch tezz dhakke maare aur phir ekdum se ruk gaya. Uske sharir mein rigidity aayi, aur usne apna paani mummy ki chut ke andar chod diya.
“Ahh… le… sab…”
Uske lund se garam cum ki dhaar nikal rahi thi, mummy ke andar. Lekin mummy abhi poori tarah se nahi pahunchi thin. Unki body abhi bhi tight thi, siskariyan abhi bhi nikal rahi thin, lekin producer ka lund dheere-dheere soft hone laga.
Mummy ne thoda sa hips uthaye, jaise aur friction chahiye. “Abhi… abhi nahi… thoda aur…”
Lekin producer ka lund ab bilkul soft ho chuka tha. Wo mummy ke upar se hat gaya. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, mummy ki chut se bhi white sticky liquid nikalne lagi.
Mummy sofa pe leti rahi, saans tez, body abhi bhi garam aur bechain. Unki chunchiyan upar-neeche ho rahi thin, thighs thodi si kaamp rahi thin. Unhone apna haath neeche le jaakar chut par rakha, jaise khud se pura karna chahti hon, lekin phir haath hata liya. Chehre pe clear adhoora pan tha—bahot kareeb thin, bahot garam ho gayi thin, lekin beech mein hi producer ka paani nikal gaya aur wo thanda pad gaya.
Producer saans pakadte huye side mein baith gaya. “Sorry… control nahi raha. Bahut tight thi aap…”
Mummy ne aankhein kholi. Unke face pe satisfaction nahi, balki ek bhaari adhoori feeling thi. Body abhi bhi heat mein thi, chut se uska cum nikal raha tha, lekin climax nahi hua tha. Wo adhoori reh gayi thin.
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[/img] Sofa pe mummy abhi bhi leti thin, body garam, saans tez. Producer side mein baitha tha, uska lund bilkul soft, thoda sa cum abhi bhi tipak raha tha. Mummy ne thodi der aankhein band karke rakhi, phir uthi.
Unhone dheere se producer ke beech mein jagah banayi aur uske soft lund ko haath mein le liya. “Abhi… abhi poora nahi hua. Thoda sa…”
Unhone jhuk kar uske lund ko muh ke kareeb laaya. Pehle jeebh se tip se chaata—cum ke mix ko saaf karte huye. Phir dheere-dheere pure soft shaft ko muh mein le liya. Garam muh se usko warm karne lagi. Baahar-andar, jeebh se neeche tak lick karti, kabhi sir ko choosti, kabhi pure ko muh mein daboch ti.
Producer ki aankhein band thin. “Ahh… soft hai abhi… try kar rahi ho…”
Mummy ne himmat nahi haari. Wo continuously chus rahi thin—kabhi slow, kabhi thoda tez. Haath se neeche balls ko bhi sahla rahi thin. Lund ko garam rakhne ki koshish, muh ki garmi se, jeebh ke pressure se. Thodi der tak aise hi karti rahi. Uske thook se lund chamak raha tha, lekin khada nahi ho raha tha. Soft hi raha.
Mummy ne muh se nikaala, haath se upar-neeche kiya, phir se muh mein liya. Is baar thoda lamba time tak choosa. Garam saans, geeli jeebh, continuous motion. Lekin lund bilkul reaction nahi de raha tha. Soft, limp, koi hardness nahi.
Producer ne dheere se kaha, “Bas… nahi ho raha. Age ho gayi… ek baar ke baad jaldi nahi uthta.”
Mummy ne kuch seconds aur try kiya. Muh se, haath se, garam karne ki poori koshish. Lekin kuch nahi hua. Lund waise ka waise soft pada raha.
Unke chehre pe clear nirasata aa gayi. Aankhon mein wo aag abhi bhi thi jo adhoori reh gayi thi, lekin ab samajh aa gaya tha ki kuch nahi hone wala. Unhone lund ko chhod diya.
Chupchaap uthi. Pehle panty uthayi, pehni. Phir bra lagayi, blouse button kiye. Petticoat aur saree dheere-dheere drap kiya. Makeup thoda smudge ho gaya tha, baal bikhre the. Unhone bag uthaya, bina kuch zyada bole producer ki taraf dekha.
“Role ka paper…”
Producer ne table se file uthayi. “Haan… le jao. Anita ka role confirm hai. Kal se papers formal kar denge.”
Mummy ne file li, darwaza khola aur bahar nikal gayi. Main jaldi se corridor ke kone mein chipak gayi. Unke kadam stairs se neeche ja rahe the—thode bhaari, thode thake huye.
Main peeche-peeche ghar tak aayi. Darwaza khulte hi mummy andar aayi. Unka chehra thaka hua, niras. Saree sahi se drap nahi thi, lipstick halki si faili hui.
Mummy ghar wapas aayi to unka chehra thaka hua tha, lekin aankhon mein abhi bhi wo garmi baaki thi. Saree sahi se drap nahi thi, baal thode bikhre, lipstick halki si faili hui. Unhone jate hi mujhe dekh kar kaha—
“Papa aaj nahi aayenge. Unka tour extend ho gaya. Kal shaam tak wapas aayenge. Tu apne kamre mein rehna.”
Main ne sir hilaya. Mummy seedha apne room mein chali gayi. Darwaza band nahi kiya poori tarah. Main thodi der baad dheere se unke room ke paas gayi. Khidki se jhaank kar dekha.
Mummy ne saree utaar di thi. Ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thin. Blouse ke buttons khule the, soft chunchiyan thodi si bahar dikh rahi thin. Unka chehra abhi bhi flush tha, saans normal nahi thi. Wo bed par baithi thin, phone haath mein.
Unhone kisi number pe call lagaya. Awaaz dheemi thi, lekin main sun sakti thi.
“Hello… main bol rahi hoon. Haan, wohi. Aaj raat… ghar pe aana. Papa nahi hain, tour pe hain. Haan…muje kam he Tu aa jaana. 9 baje ke around aa jana
Call cut karke unhone message bheja. Phir phone side mein rakh diya. Unhone blouse poori tarah khol diya. Soft, bhari hui chunchiyan azaad ho gayin. Unhone unhe haath se dabaya, thoda sa masla—jaise abhi bhi bechaini baaki ho. Petticoat ke under se bhi unki body restless dikh rahi thi.
Main dekh rahi thi. Mummy ka sharir abhi bhi garam tha. Producer ke saath adhoora reh gaya tha, lund khada nahi hua tha, isliye ab unhone kisi aur ko call kiya tha. Koi ajnabi… ya shayad koi purana number. Raat ko ghar aane ko kaha tha.
Unhone thodi der aise hi apni chunchiyon ko sahlaate huye baithi rahi. Aankhein band, saans thodi tez. Phir unhone blouse wapas set kiya, lekin buttons poore nahi bandhe. Room ki light dim kar di.
Main apne kamre mein wapas aa gayi. Dil bhaari tha.
Shaam ka khana chupchaap hua. Papa nahi the, isliye table pe sirf main aur mummy. Mummy ne simple se kapde pehne the, lekin unka chehra abhi bhi thoda flush tha. Khana khaate waqt unhone mujhe zyada nahi dekha. Khana khatam hote hi unhone mujhe kaha—
“Anita, tu jaldi so ja. Subah classes hain na? Late mat karna. Main bhi thak gayi hoon, apne room mein chali jaungi.”
Main ne sir hilaya. “Haan mummy.”
Wo uth kar apne room mein chali gayi. Thodi der baad main unke room ke paas se guzri to dekha ki unhone nighty pehan li thi. Soft, thodi si thin material ki nighty—light pink. Andar bra nahi thi, isliye unki soft chunchiyon ka shape clearly dikh raha tha. Nighty knees tak thi, neeche kuch nahi. Unke baal khule the, face clean. Wo bed par baithi phone dekh rahi thin.
Main apne kamre mein aa gayi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Darwaza thoda sa khula chhod diya. Time guzarne laga. 9 baje, 9:30… ghar bilkul sunsaan. Papa tour pe the, koi nahi tha.
Main intezar kar rahi thi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Kaun aane wala hai? Jisse mummy apni bachi hui aag bujhane wali hain. Producer ke saath adhoora reh gaya tha, lund khada nahi hua tha, isliye unhone kisi aur ko bulaaya tha. Kaun hoga? Koi purana number? Koi ajnabi?
10 baje ke kareeb bahar se halki si awaaz aayi. Gate ki bell baji. Main dheere se apne bed se uthi aur khidki ke paas gayi. Neeche andhere mein ek aadmi khada tha. Average height, umr me bhi bada tha ke . Andhera hone ki vajah se pahchan nahi aa raha tha Usne gate pe halka sa knock kiya.
Mummy ne darwaza khola. Unki nighty mein soft body dim light mein dikh rahi thi. Unhone us aadmi ko andar liya, ungli se hush ka ishara kiya, phir darwaza band kar diya. Dono seedha mummy ke room ki taraf gaye.
Main apne kamre ke darwaze se jhaank rahi thi. Mummy ke room ka darwaza band hua. Ab ghar mein phir se silence. Lekin main jaanti thi… andar mummy apni bachi hui aag us aadmi ke saath bujhane wali hain. Jo producer nahi kar paya, wo ab yeh aadmi poora karega shayad.
Mummy ke room ka darwaza band ho chuka tha. Main andar se kuch dekh nahi sakti thi. Keyhole se bhi clear nahi dikhta tha. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Main dheere se baramde ki taraf gayi. Mummy ke room ki side wali khidki thi—thodi si khuli hui, curtain ka ek kone hawa se hil raha tha.
Main bare feet baramde mein gayi, khidki ke bilkul kareeb chipak kar khadi ho gayi. Andar dim light thi. Pehle to sirf do shadows dikhe. Phir jaise hi position change hui, main us aadmi ka chehra dekh paayi.
Mera dil ekdum se ruk sa gaya.
Wo… wahi buddha tha.
Wahi… jisse meri sil tooti thi. Jisne mujhe pehli baar choda tha. Jisne mere khoon se apna lund geela kiya tha. Jisne mummy-papa ke bed par meri virginity li thi. Wahi umr, wahi face, wahi kathor haath. Main aankhein phaad kar dekh rahi thi—heran, shock, aur ek ajeeb si thakan se.
Andar se awaaze aa rahi thin. Mummy ki awaaz—
“Tum… yahi the? Main soch nahi sakti thi ki tum aaoge.”
Buddha bola, uski awaaz wahi thi jo main pehchaan ti thi—
Tum dono ma beti ke lie hi mera lund he aaj teri garmi Puri nikal Dunga,
Mummy thodi der chup rahi. Phir boli—
“Anita so rahi hai. Aawaz mat karna. Aur… dheere.”
Buddha hansne laga. “Anita… us din ke baad se main uske bare mein sochta raha. Itni tight thi… itna khoon… lekin aaj tum ho. Tumhari body dekh kar… lagta hai beti se bhi zyada soft hogi.”
Mummy ne kaha, “Uske bare mein mat bol. Aaj main hoon. Jo baaki reh gaya hai… woh poora kar.”
Buddha aage badha. “Kapde utaro. Main dekhna chahta hoon. Dono ma beti me kya farak he… main nahi chhodunga. Aaj poori raat… jitni baar body maange.”
Mummy ki awaaz mein thakan aur garmi dono thi. “Haan… utaar rahi hoon. Lekin quiet. Anita ko pata nahi chalna chahiye.”
Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—heran, kaampte huye. Wahi buddha… meri seal todne wala… ab meri mummy ke room mein tha. Dono ke beech sex ki baatein ho rahi thin. Wo mummy ki aag bujhane aaya tha. Jo usne meri chut se shuru kiya tha, ab wo meri mummy ke saath jaari rakhne wala tha.
Mera sar ghumne laga. Khidki ke peeche se main un dono ko dekhti rahi… shock se pathra hua.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi, dil abhi bhi shock se dhadak raha tha. Wahi buddha… meri seal todne wala… ab mummy ke room mein tha.
Mummy ne dheere se apni nighty ke straps neeche kiye. Soft pink nighty unke shoulders se slide hoti hui neeche gir gayi. Ab wo bilkul nangi thin—soft, bhari hui chunchiyan, thoda sa mature pet, wide hips, full thighs. Buddha unhe dekhte huye aage badha.
Usne pehle dono haath se mummy ki chunchiyon ko pakad liya. Kathor, buddhe haath unke soft mounds ko dabane lage, masalne lage. “Bahut soft… beti se bhi zyada full. Kai din se kisi ne isko sahi se touch bhi nahi kiya hoga.”
Mummy ke muh se ek dheemi siskari nikal gayi. Buddha jhuk gaya aur ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se nipple ko ragda, choosa, daant se halka kaata. Doosri chunchi ko haath se dabaate huye gol-gol ghumaya. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, haath uske sar par the.
Usne baari-baari se dono chunchiyon ko choosa, chaata, masla. Thook se unki soft skin chamakne lagi. Phir usne muh neeche kiya—pet ko chooma, naabhi mein jeebh daali, phir aur neeche.
Mummy ki thighs ko alag kiya. Unki chut ab bilkul nangi thi. Buddha ne pehle nose se soongha, phir jeebh se ek lamba lick maara—neeche se upar tak. Mummy ka sharir kaamp utha. “Ahh…”
Usne unki soft lips ko khola aur jeebh andar tak daal di. Garam, geeli jeebh se unki chut ko chaatne laga—clit ko choosna, slit ko upar-neeche lick karna, kabhi andar tak jeebh daalna. Mummy ke muh se ab continuous siskariyan nikal rahi thin.
“Uhh… ahh… haan… wahan…”
Buddha ne unki dono thighs ko apne kandhon par rakh liya aur aur gehraai se chaatne laga. Kabhi clit ko daant se halka kaatta, kabhi pure muh se unki chut ko daboch leta. Mummy ki hips thodi si hilne lagi thin.
Phir usne do ungliyan dheere se unki chut mein daal di. Andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko jeebh se ragadta raha. Mummy ki siskariyan tez ho gayi.
“Ahh… ahh… umm… dheere… ahh…”
Buddha ne ungliyan nikaal kar apna muh phir se laga diya. Unke juices uske chin tak geele the. Wo continuously chaat raha tha, choos raha tha, ungliyon se andar stretch kar raha tha. Mummy ke dono haath ab sheets ko pakde huye the, body thodi si tadap rahi thi.
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Mummy bilkul nangi, nighty floor par, aur wahi buddha unke sharir ko chaat-chaat kar, chunchiyan masal-masal kar, chut ko gehraai se khaa raha tha.
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Buddha ne ab apne kapde nikalne shuru kiye. Kurta utaara, phir dhothi. Uske buddhe sharir ke saath uska lund nikal aaya—pehle jaisa hi mota, naseela, poora khada. Mere khoon ki yaad dilane wala.
Usne mummy ka haath pakad kar unhe bed ki taraf le gaya. Wahi bed… mummy-papa ka double bed. Jis bed par usne meri sil todi thi, meri pehli baar ki chudai hui thi, jahan meri khoon se chadar laal hui thi. Aaj usi bed par meri maa ki chudai hone wali thi.
Mummy bed par let gayi. Buddha unke upar aaya. Usne unki thighs ko alag kiya, apna khada lund unki chut ke muhane par set kiya. Dheere se push shuru kiya.
Lund ka sir andar gaya. Mummy ke muh se ek gehri siskari nikal gayi—“Ahh…”
Buddha ne aur dheere pressure diya. Uske mote shaft ne unki soft chut ko kholna shuru kiya. Inch by inch andar jaata gaya. Mummy ki aankhein band thin, haath sheets ko pakde huye.
“Uhh… ahh… mota hai… ahh…”
Dheere-dheere uska poora lund mummy ki chut mein chala gaya. Base tak. Buddha thodi der ruk gaya, andar deep press kiye huye. Phir usne slow motion shuru kiya—bahar nikaalta, phir andar daalta. Har thrust bilkul dheere, gehra.
Mummy ki siskariyan continuous ho gayi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… haan… ahh… andar…”
Buddha ne jhuk kar unki ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya, choosne laga. Doosri ko haath se dabaate huye. Uske dhakke ab regular the—slow, deep, continuous. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, mummy ki soft body hilti.
Wahi bed… jahan meri chut phati thi, jahan mera khoon gira tha… aaj usi bed par buddha meri mummy ko missionary mein dheere-dheere chod raha tha. Uske mote lund ka har slow thrust, mummy ki siskariyan, unki soft chunchiyon ka choosna… main khidki se sab dekh rahi thi.
Buddha ne mummy ke dono legs ko thoda aur khol diya aur aur deep jaane laga. “Kitni garam ho… beti jaisi tight nahi, lekin soft bahut…”
Mummy ke muh se bas siskariyan nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Khidki se main dekh rahi thi. Buddha mummy ke upar missionary position mein tha. Uske mote lund ke gehre dhakke lag rahe the. Har baar jab wo poora andar jata, to chut se ek geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti—
Thap… thap… thap…
Mummy ki siskariyan us awaaz ke saath mil rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke dono legs ko aur khol diya aur pace thoda badha diya. Ab dhakke medium-fast the. Har thrust ke saath unki soft chunchiyan bounce karti, sofa nahi… wahi bed hil raha tha. Thap-thap ki awaaz aur tez ho gayi.
Usne jhuk kar mummy ke kaan ke paas kaha—
“Teri chut bhi kam nahi… beti ke mukable. Us din Anita itni tight thi ki khoon nikal aaya tha… lekin tu… tu soft hai, garam hai, aur andar se itni geeli. Beti jaisi nakli tightness nahi, asli maza hai.”
Mummy ke muh se bas siskariyan nikal rahi thin. “Ahh… mat bol uske baare mein… ahh… ahh…”
Buddha ne unki ek chunchi ko zor se pakad liya aur choosne laga. Dhakke ab continuous the. Thap-thap… thap-thap… har baar lund poora andar, base tak.
Mummy ki body ab change hone lagi. Unki siskariyan tez aur short hone lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… andar… ahh… main… ahh…”
Unki thighs kaampne lagi, chut ne uske lund ko tightly pakad liya. Pehli baar unka climax aaya. Poora sharir tight ho gaya, aankhein band, muh se ek gehari awaaz nikal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Unki chut uske lund ko bar-bar squeeze kar rahi thi. Buddha ne unke climax ke dauran dhakke nahi rokhe. Wo continuously chodta raha—thap-thap, thap-thap. Mummy abhi bhi kaamp rahi thin, oversensitive, lekin usne unke legs aur khol kar gehre dhakke maarte rakhe.
“Nikal ab… saath mein…”
Usne kuch aur tezz dhakke maare aur phir dono ke saath uska bhi paani nikal gaya. Garam cum mummy ki chut ke deep mein jaane laga. Mummy ki siskariyan uske cum ke saath mil gayi—
“Ahh… ahh… garam… ahh…”
Buddha ke last thrusts ke saath thap-thap ki awaaz ab geeli aur sticky ho chuki thi. Dono ka paani mix hokar unki thighs se bed par girne laga. Mummy ki body abhi bhi halki-halki kaamp rahi thi, pehli baar poora climax feel karte huye. Buddha unke upar tha, lund abhi bhi andar, dheere-dheere soft hota hua.
Main khidki se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Wahi bed, wahi buddha, ab meri maa ke saath. Unki chudai kar chuka tha.
Kuch der dono saans pakadte huye leti rahe. Buddha abhi bhi mummy ke upar tha, lund dheere-dheere soft ho raha tha lekin abhi bhi unki chut ke andar tha. Mummy ne aankhein kholi aur uske chehre ko dekha.
Unhone dheere se kaha, awaaz mein thakan aur ek ajeeb si garmi thi—
“Tera lund… beti ki chudai ke din se hi bha gaya tha mujhe. Us din jab tu uske room se nikal raha tha… main dekh rahi thi. Mota aur lamba… umar ke hisaab se bhi itna strong. Tab se… tab se yaad tha.”
Buddha uski baat sunkar hansne laga. Usne apna lund dheere se bahar nikaala. Cum aur unke juices se geela. Phir wo mummy ke bagal mein let gaya aur unke soft sharir ko haath se sahlaane laga.
“Tab se yaad tha? Isliye aaj bulaya?”
Mummy ne jawab nahi diya. Uske haath unki chunchiyon par the. Wo phir se unhe dabane laga, masalne laga. Nipples ko pinch kiya, ghumaya. Phir jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se choosne laga, daant se halka kaatne laga. Mummy ke muh se phir se siskari nikalne lagi.
“Ahh… haan…”
Buddha ne dono chunchiyon ko baari-baari se choosa, chaata, masla. Phir muh neeche le gaya. Mummy ki thighs kholi aur unki cum-bhari chut ko jeebh se chaatne laga. Apna hi cum aur unke juices ko saaf karte huye, clit ko choosta, slit ko deep lick karta. Mummy ki hips phir se hilne lagi.
“Uhh… ahh… phir se…”
Usne do ungliyan andar daal di, tezi se andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko jeebh se ragadta raha. Mummy ki body dobara garam hone lagi. Siskariyan tez hoti gayi.
Buddha ne muh uthaya, apna lund haath mein liya jo ab phir se khada ho chuka tha. Usne mummy ke upar aate huye kaha—
“Beti ki chudai maine ek hi baar ki thi… wo bhi uske maangne par nahi, mere zabardasti. Lekin aaj… aaj tujhe jamke chodunga. Raat bhar. Jitni baar body maange, utni baar.husband se bhi jyada chodunga.”
Usne phir se apna mota lund mummy ki geeli chut par set kiya aur ek hi dhakke mein andar tak daal diya. Mummy ki zor ki siskari nikal gayi.
“Ahhh…!”
Buddha ne ab slow nahi kiya. Gehre, mazboot dhakke shuru kar diye. Har baar poora lund, base tak. Thap-thap ki awaaz phir se gunjne lagi.
“Aaj jamke… poori raat… teri is soft chut ko yaad dilaunga ki mota lund kya hota hai.”
Mummy ke muh se ab continuous siskariyan nikal rahi thin. Unki chunchiyan uske haathon mein thin, body har dhakke ke saath hil rahi thi. Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—
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[/img] Buddha abhi bhi missionary mein gehre dhakke maar raha tha. Mummy ki siskariyan continuous thin. Tabhi achanak usne apna lund bahar nikaal liya. Mummy ek second ke liye khali feel hui, unke muh se ek adhoori si awaaz nikal gayi.
“Ahh… mat nikaal…”
Buddha ne unhe jaldi se palat diya. Mummy ko pet ke bal litaya, hips upar uthaye. Doggy style. Usne unke soft kulhon ko dono haathon se pakad liya aur apna khada lund unki geeli chut ke muhane par set karke ek hi dhakke mein andar tak daal diya.
“Ahhh…!”
Ab position change hone se lund aur deep ja raha tha. Buddha ne peeche se dhakke shuru kiye—mazboot, gehre, continuous. Har baar jab uska mota lund poora andar jata, to chut se ek geeli, bhaari thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti—
Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Awaaz room mein gunj rahi thi. Mummy ke muh se siskariyan bilkul control ke bahar nikal rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh… deep… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko aur tightly pakad liya aur pace badha diya. Ab dhakke tez the. Har thrust ke saath unke soft kulhe uske pet se takrate, chunchiyan bed par ragad khati thin. Thap-thap ki awaaz aur tez, aur geeli.
“Ahh… ahh… bas… ahh… itna deep… ahh…”
Usne ek haath aage badha kar unki chunchi pakad li, peeche se dhakke maarte huye usko masalne laga. Doosre haath se unke baal pakad kar thoda sa kheencha. Mummy ki back arch ho gayi, siskariyan aur tez.
Bahot lambi chudai chal rahi thi. Buddha rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Kabhi slow, gehre dhakke—poora lund andar tak, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, mazboot thrusts. Thap-thap… thap-thap… thap-thap… awaaz rukti hi nahi thi.
Mummy ki body ab bilkul goonj rahi thi. Paseena unki peeth par chamak raha tha. Siskariyan ab shabdon mein badalne lagi thin—
“Ahh… chod… ahh… jamke… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko aur upar uthaya, angle change kiya, aur aur deep jaane laga. Har dhakke ke saath uska balls unki chut se takrata. Awaaz ab aur bhaari, aur geeli.
Main khidki se dekh rahi thi—mummy doggy mein, hips upar, buddha peeche se unhe jamke chod raha tha. Uske mote lund ki thap-thap, mummy ki continuous siskariyan, unki soft body ka hilna… yeh chudai ruki nahi thi.
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[/img] Bahot der ki doggy style chudai ke baad buddha achanak ruk gaya. Usne apna mota lund mummy ki chut se bahar nikaal liya. Cum aur unke juices se geela lund thoda sa jump sa kiya. Mummy ek second ke liye adhoori si feel hui, unke muh se ek frustrated si awaaz nikal gayi.
Buddha bed par seedha let gaya. Usne apne khade lund ko haath se pakad kar upar ki taraf seedha kiya aur mummy ki taraf dekhte huye bola—
“Agar tujhe aur chudai karni hai… to aaja. Khud lund pe chadh. Jitna jamke chahiye, utna le. Main nahi hilunga. Tu khud kar.”
Mummy thodi der uske khade lund ko dekhti rahi—mota, naseela, unke hi cum se chamakta hua. Phir wo uthi aur uske upar aa gayi. Unhone apni geeli chut ko uske lund ke tip par set kiya aur dheere-dheere neeche baithna shuru kiya.
“Ahhh…”
Lund inch by inch unki chut ke andar chala gaya. Jab pura andar tak chala gaya to mummy ne dono haath uske seene par rakh liye aur hips hilani shuru kar di.
Pehle dheere… upar-neeche. Phir thoda tez. Unke soft kulhe uske pet par baar-baar padne lage. Chut se geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalne lagi.
Buddha ne neeche se unki chunchiyan pakad li. “Haan… aise… jamke… apni chut se lund ko mel…”
Mummy ne pace badha diya. Ab wo poori tarah se uske lund pe chadhi hui thin, hips tezi se upar-neeche, gol-gol ghumate huye. Unki siskariyan continuous thin—
“Ahh… ahh… kitna mota… ahh… poora andar… ahh…”
Buddha ne unke hips ko pakad kar neeche se bhi thoda thrust dena shuru kiya. “Bol… kaisa lag raha hai? Beti ke baad ab maa ko bhi yahi lund chahiye?”
Mummy ne aankhein band karke kaha, awaaz mein gandi garmi thi—
“Haan… chahiye… yahi mota lund… ahh… beti ko diya tha ek baar… aaj mujhe jamke de… ahh… chod mujhe… ahh…”
Wo aur tezi se uske lund pe uthne-baithne lagi. Unki chunchiyan uske face ke upar bounce kar rahi thin. Buddha ne muh khol kar ek chunchi pakad li, choosne laga. Mummy ki hips ab bilkul control ke bahar thin—tez, gehli, continuous.
“Ahh… kha ja… is chut ko… ahh… meri beti ki tarah… ahh… mat chhod… ahh…”
Buddha ne neeche se unke baal pakad liye. “Bol aur… gandi bol… kya chahiye tujhe?”
Mummy ki awaaz ab bilkul dirty ho chuki thi—
“Lund chahiye… tera mota lund… ahh… chut phaad de… ahh… cum se bhar de… ahh… jo beti ko diya tha… mujhe bhi de… ahh… jamke chod… ahh…”
Mummy ab bilkul ruki nahi thin. Wo uske mote lund pe chadhi hui thin, hips tezi se upar-neeche kar rahi thin. Har baar jab wo neeche baithti, lund poora andar tak jaata, aur geeli thap-thap ki awaaz nikalti. Unki soft chunchiyan uske face ke upar bounce kar rahi thin, paseena unki peeth aur pet par chamak raha tha.
Unki awaaz ab bilkul gandi aur bechain thi—
“Ahh… le… poora le… ahh… mota lund… ahh… chut ke andar… ahh… phaad de… ahh…”
Buddha neeche se unke hips pakde huye tha, kabhi-kabhi neeche se thrust bhi de raha tha. “Haan… bol… kya chahiye? Beti ko diya tha na yeh lund… ab maa ko bhi chahiye?”
Mummy ne aur tezi se hips hilani shuru kar di. “Haan… chahiye… ahh… yahi lund… ahh… beti ki tarah mujhe bhi… ahh… cum se bhar de… ahh… andar… ahh…”
Unki siskariyan ab short aur tez ho chuki thin. Body kaampne lagi thi. Chut ne uske lund ko tightly pakad liya tha. Wo bilkul kareeb thi.
“Ahh… ho raha hai… ahh… main… ahh… nikal rahi hoon… ahh…”
Unki hips ekdum se tight ho gayi, poora sharir kaamp utha. Chut uske lund ko bar-bar squeeze karne lagi. Mummy ki zor ki siskari nikal gayi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Unka paani nikalne laga—garam, geela, uske lund ke around se beh raha tha. Buddha ne bhi control khoya. Usne neeche se kuch tezz thrust diye aur apna cum unki chut ke deep mein chod diya.
“Le… sab… ahh… le ja…”
Dono ka paani ek saath nikal raha tha. Mummy ki chut uske lund ko mel rahi thi, uska garam cum unke andar jaa raha tha. Unki hips abhi bhi halki-halki hil rahi thin, last waves nikalte huye. Siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body abhi bhi kaamp rahi thi.
Buddha ne unke hips ko pakde rakha, lund abhi bhi andar. Cum unki thighs se bed par girne laga. Mummy uske upar jhuki hui thi, saans haafte huye, chunchiyan uske seene se chipki hui.
Main khidki se yeh last scene dekh rahi thi—mummy uske lund pe chadhi hui thi.
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[/img]Khidki se main ab tak dekh rahi thi. Mummy us buddhe ke lund pe chadhi hui thin, dono ka paani nikal chuka tha, body abhi bhi kaamp rahi thi. Unki siskariyan, thap-thap ki awaaze, gandi baatein… sab kuch mere kaano mein gunj raha tha.
Mera apna sharir bhi react kar raha tha. Chunchiyon ke nipples tight ho gaye the, panty geeli hone lagi thi. Har siskari ke saath meri saans tez ho rahi thi. Us buddhe ka lund yaad aa raha tha—mota, naseela, jo kabhi meri chut ke andar tha, jo meri sil tod chuka tha. Us din ka dard, khoon, phir maza… sab taaza ho gaya.
Main aur nahi dekh paayi. Kaampte huye baramde se hat gayi. Room mein aakar bhi neend nahi aa rahi thi. Bechaini itni thi ki sharir mein aag si lagi hui thi. Chut mein geelapan, chunchiyon mein weight sa feel ho raha tha. Uske lund ki yaad bar-bar aa rahi thi—kaise usne pehli baar mera phaada tha, kaise uski thap-thap meri chut par padi thi.
Main uthi. Bahar nikalne ka mann kiya. Socha… agar koi mil jaye… koi jo is aag ko bujha de. Papa nahi the, mummy busy thi us buddhe ke saath. Main dheere se ghar se nikal gayi. Society ke andar raat ke 12 baj rahe the. Galiyan sunsaan.
Main gate ki taraf badhi. Wahan chowkidar baitha tha—45-50 saal ka, thoda sa mota, kursi par jhuk kar. Usne mujhe dekh liya. Main uske kareeb gayi. Mera face flush tha, saans abhi bhi normal nahi thi. Nighty nahi, simple kameez pehni thi, lekin body ke neeche sab garam tha.
Chowkidar ne meri taraf dekha. “Kya baat hai beta? Itni raat ko bahar? Sab theek hai?”
Main uske saamne khadi rahi. Uske sharir ko dekha—haath, seena, neeche. Dimag mein buddhe ka lund ghoom raha tha. Socha… agar yeh… agar yeh maan jaye…
Lekin muh se kuch nahi nikal paaya. Bas usko dekhti rahi. Chowkidar thoda confuse sa ho gaya. “Kuch chahiye kya? Paani? Ya ghar mein koi problem?”
Main ne sir hilaya, “Nahi… bas… ghumne nikli thi.”
Usne meri taraf ek nazar dauri—mere flushed face, tez saans, thodi si bikhri hui body language. Shayad usne kuch sense kar liya, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha. Bas kursi par seedha ho gaya.
Main wahan se laut aayi. Ghar ke andar aakar apne room mein let gayi. Neeche panty bilkul geeli thi. Buddhe ka lund, mummy ki siskariyan, unki chudai… aur ab chowkidar ka chehra… sab dimaag mein ghoom raha tha. Aag bujhne ke bajaye aur bhadak gayi thi. Main bed par kaampte huye leti rahi, apni hi bechaini ke saath.
Room mein leti rahi lekin aag sant nahi hui. Buddhe ka lund, mummy ki siskariyan, unki thap-thap… sab yaad aa-aa kar mujhe aur bechain kar rahe the. Panty bilkul geeli thi, chunchiyan bhaari aur sensitive. Main uthi.
Wardrobe se ek thin nighty nikaali—light colour, soft material, andar se almost transparent. Bra nahi pehni. Nighty mein meri soft chunchiyan clearly shape dikha rahi thin, nipples ke outline bhi. Neeche panty bhi nahi. Sirf nighty.
Dheere se ghar se nikal gayi. Society ke gate tak gayi. Chowkidar abhi bhi apni kursi par baitha tha. Raat ke 12:30 baj rahe the. Usne mujhe dekhte hi aankhein phaad li.
Main seedha uske paas gayi. Uske bilkul saamne khadi ho gayi. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha, lekin aag itni thi ki sharm peeche pad gayi.
Usne meri taraf dekha. “Phir aa gayi? Kuch hua kya?”
Main ne kuch nahi bola. Bas uske aankhon mein dekhte huye apni nighty ke dono straps dheere-dheere neeche kiye. Nighty mere shoulders se slide hoti hui neeche girne lagi. Meri soft, bhaari chunchiyan ekdum nangi ho gayin—uske saamne, raat ke andhere mein, gate ke paas.
Chowkidar ki aankhein phaad ki phaad reh gayi. Usne saans rok li. Meri nangi chunchiyan, hard nipples, soft white skin… sab uski aankhon ke saamne tha.
Main ne nighty ko aur neeche kiya, taaki wo clearly dekh sake. Thoda sa aage badhi, uske bilkul kareeb. Meri nangi chunchiyan uske face ke level par thin.
“Dekho…” main ne dheere se kaha. Awaaz kaamp rahi thi, lekin usmein bechaini clear thi.
Chowkidar ab bhi pathra sa baitha tha. Uske muh se dheere se nikla, “Yeh… yeh kya kar rahi ho beta…? Itni raat ko… nangi…”
Main ne jawab nahi diya. Bas wahan khadi rahi, apni nangi chunchiyan uske saamne kiye huye. Hawa mein nipples aur tight ho gaye the. Uski nazrein meri chunchiyon par hi atki hui thin—unke weight par, unke shape par, hard nipples par.
Aag ab bhi sant nahi hui thi. Balki uske ghoorne se aur bhadak gayi thi. Main uske saamne nangi chunchiyan kiye khadi thi, intezar karte huye… ki wo kuch kare.
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[/img] Chowkidar meri nangi chunchiyon ko dekhte hi control kho baitha. Uske aankhon mein pehle shock tha, phir ek dum se bhook. Usne aas-paas ek nazar dauri—society sunsaan thi, koi nahi dikh raha tha. Phir usne mera haath pakad liya.
“Chal… yahan nahi…”
Usne mujhe gate ke side mein apni chhoti si ordi (chowkidar quarter) mein kheench liya. Ek room, bilkul chhota. Andar sirf ek purani khatiya thi, ek kursi, ek table. Dim si bulb jal rahi thi. Usne darwaza band kiya aur latch laga diya.
Main khatiya ke paas khadi thi. Nighty abhi bhi meri kamar tak hi thi, upar se nangi. Chowkidar ne meri taraf dekha—meri soft chunchiyan, hard nipples, flushed face. Usne apna control poori tarah kho diya.
Usne aage badh kar meri nighty ko bilkul neeche kheench diya. Ab main uske saamne poori nangi thi. Usne apne kapde bhi jaldi-jaldi utaarne shuru kiye—shirt, pant, underwear. Uske sharir pe thodi charbi thi, lekin lund poora khada, mota aur tight.
Usne mujhe khatiya par lita diya. Pehle uske haath meri chunchiyon par gaye. Kathor, mehnati haath meri soft mounds ko pakad kar dabane lage, masalne lage. “Itni soft… itni bhaari… raat ko aise nangi dikha di…”
Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh se nipple ko ragda, choosa, daant se halka kaata. Doosri ko haath se dabaate huye ghumaya. Main siskari nikalne lagi. Uske muh ki garmi meri chunchiyon par fail rahi thi.
Wo baari-baari se dono chunchiyon ko choosta raha, chaatta raha, masalta raha. Thook se meri soft skin geeli ho gayi. Phir usne muh neeche le gaya. Mere pet ko chooma, jeebh se chaata, phir aur neeche.
Usne meri thighs ko alag kiya. Meri geeli chut uske saamne thi. Usne pehle nose se soongha, phir jeebh se ek lamba lick maara. Main kaamp uthi. Usne meri soft lips ko khola aur jeebh andar tak daal di. Garam, geeli jeebh se meri chut ko chaatne laga—clit ko choosna, slit ko upar-neeche lick karna, kabhi andar deep tak jeebh ghusana.
Main haath se uske sar ko pakad liye. “Ahh… ahh…”
Usne do ungliyan bhi andar daal di, tezi se andar-bahar karne laga, saath mein clit ko muh se choosta raha. Meri hips hilne lagi. Wo continuously chaat raha tha, ungliyon se stretch kar raha tha, kabhi-kabhi daant se clit ko halka kaat ta. Meri siskariyan ab khatiya ke chhote room mein gunj rahi thin.
Kabhi wapas meri chunchiyon par aata, unhe choosta, masalta, phir neeche jaakar meri chut ko khaata. Uske thook, meri geelapan, uski ungliyan, uski jeebh… sab mil kar mujhe paagal kar rahe the. Main kaamp rahi thi, uske sar ko dabaaye huye, apni aag ko uske muh ke hawale kiye huye.
Chowkidar ke mehnati haath aur garam muh ne meri pure body ko cover kar liya tha. Nighty aur uske kapde floor par pade the. Khatiya par main nangi leti thi, aur wo meri—chunchiyan, pet, chut… kuch nahi chhod raha tha.
Chowkidar ne lamba forplay ke baad apna muh uthaya. Uske lips aur chin mere juices se geele the. Usne meri thighs ko aur alag kiya aur apna khada lund meri chut ke muhane par set kiya. Main khatiya par leti thi, saans tez.
Usne dheere-dheere push shuru kiya. Lund ka sir meri soft lips ko dhakelne laga. Main kaamp uthi. Pehle wala dard yaad aa gaya—jab buddhe ne meri sil todi thi. Wahi pressure, wahi stretch.
“Ahh… dheere…”
Chowkidar ne meri chunchiyon ko dono haathon se jam ke pakad liya. Soft mounds ko zor se dabaya, masla. “Kitni soft hai yeh… itni bhaari… raat ko nangi dikha di to control kaise rehta…”
Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya aur zor se choosne laga. Daant se nipple kaata, jeebh se ragda. Doosri chunchi ko haath se flatten karte huye dabaata raha. Uske choosne aur dabane ke saath usne lund aur andar push kiya.
Dheere-dheere uska mota shaft meri chut ke andar jaane laga. Har inch ke saath pehle wala dard wapas aa raha tha—stretch, pressure, thoda sa jalan. Main siskariyan le rahi thi.
“Ahh… dard… ahh… dheere…”
Wo rukta nahi tha. Chunchiyon ko jam ke dabata, choosta, aur lund ko dheere-dheere andar karta. “Sahi se le… poora legi… teri chut itni garam hai…”
Jab uska poora lund andar tak chala gaya to main zor se kaamp uthi. Base meri soft lips se takra gaya. Poora bhar hua feel. Dard clear tha—jaise pehli baar wala tear yaad aa raha ho. Meri chut uske mote lund se stretch ho chuki thi.
Usne thodi der ruk kar meri dono chunchiyon ko aur zor se masla, choosa. “Poora andar hai… dekh kitna mota le liya… sahi hai…”
Main aankhein band kiye kaamp rahi thi. Khatiya par leti hui, uske pure weight ke under, chunchiyan uske muh aur haathon mein, aur neeche uska poora lund meri chut ke andar. Dard aur garmi dono saath-saath the. Pehle wala dard wapas mahsoos ho raha tha, lekin is baar main usse door nahi bhaag rahi thi.
Chowkidar ka poora lund meri chut ke andar tha. Khatiya par main leti thi, uske weight ke under. Usne dheere-dheere move shuru kiya. Bahar nikaalta, phir andar daalta. Har thrust ke saath pehle wala dard thoda kam hota ja raha tha, uski jagah ek gehli garmi le rahi thi.
Usne meri dono chunchiyon ko haathon se pakde rakha. Jam ke dabata, masalta, kabhi-kabhi jhuk kar choos leta. Meri siskariyan khatiya ke chhote room mein gunjne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… uhh… ahh…”
Usne pace badha diya. Ab dhakke medium the. Har baar lund poora andar tak jaata, base meri soft lips se takrata. Thap-thap ki geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Khatiya bhi uske dhakkon se hilne lagi—khat… khat… khat…
“Ahh… ahh… dheere… ahh… nahi… tez… ahh…”
Usne meri legs ko aur khol diya aur gehre dhakke maarne laga. Meri chunchiyan uske haathon mein compress ho rahi thin, nipples uski ungliyon ke beech. Kabhi left, kabhi right choosta. Meri body har thrust ke saath hil rahi thi.
Lambi chudai chal rahi thi. Wo rukne ka naam nahi le raha tha. Kabhi slow, deep thrusts—poora lund andar, thoda sa ghumakar, phir bahar. Kabhi tez, short, mazboot dhakke. Har baar meri siskariyan uske saath milti—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ahh…”
Usne mera ek pair apne kandhe par rakh liya. Angle change hone se lund aur deep jaane laga. Main zor se siskari maari. “Ahhh… wahan… ahh…”
Khatiya continuously hil raha thi. Uske balls meri chut se takrate, geeli awaaz aur tez. Meri chunchiyan ab uske muh mein thin—wo ek ko choosta, doosri ko haath se masalta. Thook se meri soft skin geeli thi.
Time guzar raha tha. Meri body paseene se geeli ho chuki thi. Chut bilkul sticky, uske lund ko mel rahi thi. Wo kabhi meri aankhon mein dekhta, kabhi meri chunchiyon ko dekhte huye dhakke maarta. “Kitni garam… kitni soft… raat bhar…”
Usne phir se position thodi change ki. Mere dono legs ko fold karke mere chest tak daba diya. Ab uske dhakke bilkul deep aur forceful the. Har thrust pe meri siskari nikalti—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… bas… ahh… mat ruk… ahh…”
Lambi der tak yahi chalta raha. Meri awaaze ab control ke bahar thin. Khatiya ki khat-khat, uske jism ki thap-thap, meri siskariyan… room mein sab mil raha tha. Meri chut ab bilkul open thi uske mote lund ke liye, dard nahi, sirf gehli maza.
Tabhi uske dhakke aur tez ho gaye. Usne meri chunchiyon ko zor se pakad liya, muh se ek ko daboch liya. “Ab… nikalta… andar…”
Usne kuch last strong thrusts maare aur apna paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya. Garam, thick cum ki dhaar andar jaane lagi. Main uske saath hi kaamp uthi—siskariyan, body tight, chut uske lund ko squeeze karti hui.
“Ahhh… ahhh… garam… ahh…”
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[/img] Uske cum ki quantity zyada thi. Andar bhar raha tha, thoda sa bahar bhi nikalne laga. Wo abhi bhi halka-halka thrust de raha tha, last drops nikalte huye. Meri chut uske cum se bhari hui thi, sticky, garam.
Khatiya par dono kaampte huye, saans haafte huye pade the. Uske lund se abhi bhi thoda cum tipak raha tha, meri thighs ke beech se. Meri siskariyan ab dheemi pad rahi thin, lekin body abhi bhi uske cum ko feel kar rahi thi—andar deep, garam, bhari hui.
ANITA PATEL
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