09-08-2026, 06:41 AM
NEW UPDET .
Miss Rina ne peeche se kaha, “Haan… aise. Ab lehenga bhi.”
Husband ne meri kamar par haath pher a. Lehenga ki cord dhundhi. Dheere-dheere kholi. Lehenga meri hips se phisalta hua neeche gir gaya. Ab main sirf laal transparent panty mein thi.
Miss Rina ne dheere se kaha, “Panty bhi. Poori nangi. Main clearly dekhna chahti hoon.”
Husband ne kaampte haathon se meri panty ke elastic mein ungliyaan daali aur neeche sarka diya. Ab main bilkul nangi thi unke saamne — laal jodi ke kapde pairon ke neeche bikhre hue, body free, chunchiyan unke haathon mein, chut nangi.
Miss Rina ne chair ki taraf ishara kiya aur khud uspar baith gayi. Unhone saree sambhalte hue kaha,
“Ab bed par lita isse. Main yahin se dekhungi. Jo bhi karna hai, kar. Awaaze aane dena. Main participate nahi karungi… sirf dekhungi.”
Husband ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhein laal thi. Unhone mujhe dheere se bed ki taraf dhakela. Main lit gayi. Meri nangi body maroon bedspread par fail gayi. Chunchiyan upar ko, taangein thodi si kaamp rahi thin.
Miss Rina ne apne pati se kaha, “Ab apne kapde utaar. Poore. Main dono ko nanga dekhna chahti hoon.”
Husband ne dheere-dheere apni shirt ke buttons khole. Shirt utari. Phir pant. Underwear. Unka lund bahar aaya — average se thoda bada, ab hard ho chuka tha. Unhone usse ek baar haath se pakda, jaise khud ko yakeen dila rahe hon.
Miss Rina ne chair par baith kar apni ek taang doosri par rakh li aur saaf awaaz mein kahi,
“Ab shuru karo. Mera anniversary gift… ab poora hona chahiye.”
Room mein dim light, nangi body, laal kapde floor par, aur ek 54 saal ki aurat chair par baithi hui… dekhne ke liye.
Husband mere upar jhuka.
Aur raat… ab asli matlab mein shuru hone wali thi.
Miss Rina chair par baithi rahi. Saree sambhalte hue, spectacles ke peeche se poori tarah focused. Unhone sirf itna kaha tha — “Shuru karo.”
Rina ke husband mere upar jhuke. Unka badan thoda bhaari tha, pet halka sa meri soft pet se chu raha tha. Unhone pehle mujhe choomne ki koshish ki. Hoth mere hothon par aaye — dheere, thode kaampte hue. Mainne hoth khole. Unki jeebh andar aayi. Garam, thodi ghabrahat bhari. Woh meri jeebh se khelte hue mere upar dabte gaye.
Unke haath meri chunchiyon par aaye. 36 ki bhaari soft chunchiyan unki hatheliyon mein samayi. Unhone dabaya. Masala. Nipples ko anguthe aur ungli ke beech le kar ghumaya. Mainne halki siskari li—
“Ahh…”
Unhone hoth mere hothon se hata kar meri gardan par rakhe. Soongha, phir jeebh se chat a. Kaan ke neeche, gardan ke side, phir neeche clavicle tak. Unki saans garam thi. Mainne unke safed baalon mein haath daal diya.
“Bahut soft ho tum…” unhone pehli baar kaha. Awaaz dheemi, thodi toot i hui. “Itni naram… Rina, yeh… yeh kitni soft hai.”
Miss Rina ne chair se jawab diya, “Haan. Dheere-dheere karna. Main dekh rahi hoon.”
Husband ne meri ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Poori nahi sama sakta tha, lekin jitni aayi usse choosne laga. Jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya, thook se geela kiya, halka sa kheench a. Doosri chunchi ko haath se masalte rahe. Mainne aankhein band kar liin. Siskariyan nikalne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… dheere…”
Woh bari-bari se dono chunchiyon ko chooste rahe. Kabhi daant se halka kaatte, kabhi poori tarah muh mein bharne ki koshish karte. Meri chunchiyan unke thook se chamakne lagi thin. Nipples bilkul tight aur geele.
Unhone neeche ki taraf jana shuru kiya. Hoth meri pet par, jeebh naabhi ke around. Phir aur neeche. Meri taangein khol diin unhone. Meri chut ke bilkul kareeb muh le gaye. Garam saans padi. Phir unhone jeebh nikaal kar ek lamba lick maara — neeche se upar tak.
“Ahhh…” meri kamar hil gayi.
Unhone meri folds ko jeebh se khola, clit ko dhoondha aur uspar slow circles banane lage. Kabhi poori tarah chooste, kabhi sirf tip se chat te. Mainne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahh… ahh… wahan… ahh…”
Miss Rina ki awaaz aayi, “Accha kar raha hai. Uski awaaz aa rahi hai. Continue.”
Husband ne meri taangein aur khol diin. Ab unka muh meri chut se chipka hua tha. Jeebh andar tak jaane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Main geeli ho chuki thi. Unki jeebh ki garam, geeli feeling se meri siskariyan khul rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… sir… ahhh…”
Thodi der baad woh upar aaye. Unka chehra geela tha. Unhone apna lund pakda — ab poori tarah hard — aur usse meri chut ke muhane par upar-neeche ragda. Head meri geeli folds mein phisal raha tha.
“Ab… andar?” unhone jaise Miss Rina se poocha.
Miss Rina ne kaha, “Haan. Dheere se. Poora. Main dekhna chahti hoon.”
Usne apna lund sahi position mein kiya. Head meri chut ke muhane par dabaya. Dheere se pressure diya. Mainne saans rok li.
“Ahhh… dheere…”
Woh inch by inch andar aane laga. Meri chut uske size ke hisaab se phailti gayi. Dard nahi tha, lekin bharpoor feeling thi. Jab poora lund andar tak chala gaya to dono ek second ke liye ruk gaye.
“Bahut… tight,” usne haafte hue kaha. “Rina… yeh… bahut garam hai andar se.”
Miss Rina ne jawab diya, “Ab hilna shuru karo. Dheere-dheere. Awaaze aane do.”
Usne dheere se pehla dhakka maara. Bahar nikaala… phir andar. Phir se. Meri chunchiyan uske har movement se hilne lagi.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh…”
Usne meri dono taangein apne kandhon par rakh liin. Angle deep ho gaya. Ab har dhakka poora andar tak ja raha tha. Main uske seene par haath rakh kar siskariyan nikaal rahi thi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… deep… ahhh…”
Usne pace thoda badhaya. Thap… thap… thap… halki geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Meri bhaari chunchiyan uske har dhakke se upar-neeche uchal rahi thin. Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi muh mein li aur chooste hue dhakke maarte raha.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… haan… ahh…”
Miss Rina ne chair se kaha, “Tarif kar iski. Bata usse kaisa feel ho raha hai.”
Husband ne meri aankhon mein dekha. Awaaz bhaari thi, “Bahut… soft… andar se… choos rahi hai… teri chut… bahut garam…”
Usne meri chunchiyon ko dono haathon se pakad kar dabaya aur dhakke tezz kiye. Ab thap-thap ki awaaz clear thi. Meri siskariyan bhi unchi ho gayi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… wahan… ahhh… mat ruk… ahhh…”
Woh meri taangein aur fold karke mere chest tak daba diya. Ab uske dhakke bilkul gehre aur continuous the. Har baar lund poora andar jata, base meri soft lips se takrata, aur main uske neeche kaamp ti.
“Ahhh… ahhh… poora… ahhh… bhar raha… ahhh…”
Usne meri ek chunchi ko zor se choosa, daant se halka kaata, aur dhakke aur tezz kar diye. Bed ki halki khat-khat shuru ho gayi. Meri siskariyan ab room mein gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Uske dhakke last stage mein aa gaye. Gehre, mazboot, continuous. Phir uski body tight ho gayi. Usne meri chunchiyon ko zor se pakad liya aur apna paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya.
“AHHH… ahhh… garam… ahhh… bhar diya… ahhh…”
Main bhi uske neeche kaamp uthi. Chut ne uske lund ko squeeze kiya. Cum ki garam dhaar andar fail gayi. Thoda sa bahar nikalne laga.
Woh kuch der aise hi mere upar pada raha. Bhaari saansen lete hue. Phir dheere se lund bahar nikaala. Cum meri chut se nikal kar bedspread par failne laga.
Miss Rina ne chair se uthte hue kaha, “Ruko. Hato mat abhi. Main kareeb se dekhna chahti hoon.”
Woh bed ke paas aayi. Meri khuli hui taangon ke beech nazar daali — meri sooji hui, cum-bhari chut ko dekhti rahi. Kai second tak. Phir boli,
“Accha hua. Ab dono aise hi raho thodi der. Main dekh rahi hoon.”
Main nangi, taangein kholi, cum tipakti hui leti rahi. Husband mere bagal mein haafte hue tha. Aur Miss Rina… bed ke bagal mein khadi, nazar meri chut par, apni anniversary ka gift poora hote hue dekh rahi thi.
Miss Rina thodi der aur meri cum-bhari chut ko dekhti rahi. Phir unhone achanak apni saree ka pallu hataya.
Main aur unke husband dono ne unki taraf dekha.
Miss Rina ne dheere-dheere apni saree kholni shuru ki. Pallu, phir blouse ke buttons. Blouse gir gaya. Petticoat ki naada kholi. Petticoat bhi neeche gir gaya. Ab woh sirf bra aur panty mein thin. 54 saal ki body — thodi si dheeli, lekin chunchiyan ab bhi bhaari thin, pet halka sa nikla hua, thighs soft.
Unhone bra kholi. Bhaari, thodi latakti hui chunchiyan free ho gayiin. Nipples dark aur bade. Phir panty bhi utaar di. Ab Miss Rina bilkul nangi thin.
Husband hairani se unhe dekh raha tha. “Rina… tu…?”
Miss Rina ne unhe bed par seedha litaya. “Chup. Aaj main bhi… thoda sa.”
Woh unke taangon ke beech baith gayi. Unke lund ko haath mein liya — jo abhi abhi meri chut se nikla tha, cum se geela. Unhone usse dheere-dheere sahlaaya. Phir jhuk kar apni jeebh nikaali aur lund ke head ko chat a.
“Ahh…” husband ki halki awaaz nikal gayi.
Miss Rina ne lund ko muh ke kareeb laaya aur dheere se muh mein le liya. Sirf head. Jeebh se ghumaya. Thook se geela kiya. Phir thoda aur andar liya. Unke 54 saal ke muh mein unke pati ka lund ja raha tha. Woh upar-neeche karne lagi — dheere, geele, awaaz ke saath.
“Slurp… umm… slurp…”
Main bagal mein nangi leti yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Miss Rina jo sirf dekhna chahti thin, ab khud unke lund ko choos rahi thin. Unki bhaari chunchiyan unke har movement se hil rahi thin.
Husband ne unke baal pakad liye. “Rina… yeh… ahhh…”
Miss Rina ne lund muh se nikaala, jeebh se neeche tak chat a, balls ko bhi choosa, phir phir se muh mein le liya. Ab thoda tezz. Thook ki lines unke hothon se lund tak latak rahi thin. Unki awaaz aa rahi thi—
“Umm… umm… ahh…”
Thodi der baad unhone lund muh se nikaala. Woh upar aayi. Husband ke lund ke upar apni chut ko adjust kiya. Haath se lund ko pakad kar apni geeli chut ke muhane par tikaya, aur dheere-dheere baithne lagi.
“Ahhh…” Miss Rina ki apni siskari pehli baar nikal i.
Inch by inch unka lund unki chut mein jaata raha. Jab poora andar chala gaya to Miss Rina ne aankhein band kar liin aur lambi saans li.
“Bahut… din baad…” unhone haafte hue kaha.
Phir unhone kamar hilani shuru ki. Upar-neeche. Dheere. Unki bhaari chunchiyan har movement se zor-zor se hilne lagi. Main dekh rahi thi — 54 saal ki nangi body, unke pati ke lund par chadh i hui, upar-neeche.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh…” Miss Rina ki siskariyan nikalne lagi.
Husband ne unki gaand pakad li. “Rina… tu… ahhh… bahut tight…”
Miss Rina ne pace badhaya. Ab woh tezz upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Thap… thap… thap… unki gaand unke pati ke pet se takrati. Unki chunchiyan bechaini se uchal rahi thin. Unhone khud apni chunchiyon ko pakad liya aur dabate hue aur tezz hilne lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh… dekh Anita… ahhh…”
Unhone meri taraf dekha. Aankhein laal thin, muh khula hua. “Yeh… dekh… main bhi… ahhh…”
Main chup chap dekh rahi thi. Miss Rina ab poori tarah se lost thi. Woh apne pati ke lund par zor-zor se uchal rahi thi. Awaaze unchi ho gayi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… bas… ahhh… wahan… ahhh…!!!”
Husband ne unki kamar pakad kar neeche se bhi dhakke maarne shuru kar diye. Ab dono mil kar hil rahe the. Thap-thap ki awaaz tezz thi. Miss Rina ki siskariyan room mein gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Unki body kaampne lagi. Unhone apni chunchiyon ko zor se dabaaya aur last tak tezz uchalti rahi. Phir unki body tight ho gayi. Woh apne pati ke upar jhuk gayi, kaampte hue.
“AHHH… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Husband ne bhi neeche se kuch gehre dhakke maare aur apna paani unki chut mein chod diya. Dono haafte hue jude rahe.
Miss Rina kuch der unke seene par padi rahi. Phir dheere se uthi. Unka lund unki chut se bahar nikla, cum ki dhaar ke saath. Woh bagal mein gir si gayi. Saans phoolti hui.
Main ab bhi nangi unke bagal mein leti thi. Husband beech mein haafte hue the. Miss Rina ne aankhein kholi aur meri taraf dekhi.
“Ab… dono… thoda aaram…” unhone haafte hue kaha. “Raat… abhi baaki hai.”
Room mein teen nangi body thin.
Cum, paseena, aur siskariyon ki bachi hui gunj.
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Miss Rina ab bhi haafte hue apne pati ke bagal mein nangi leti thi. Cum unki thighs par tipak raha tha. Husband beech mein the, lund ab bhi half-hard. Main doosri taraf nangi thi — meri chut ab bhi unke pehle cum se geeli.
Miss Rina ne aankhein kholi. Meri taraf dekha. Phir apne pati ki taraf. Unhone dheere se kaha,
“Ab… teeno.”
Husband ne unki taraf dekha. “Rina…?”
“Haan,” unhone kaha. Awaaz mein ab thakan ke saath ek naya hunger tha. “Aaj raat poori. Anita ko beech mein rakho. Hum dono mil kar.”
Woh uthi. Mujhe bed ke beech mein kheench liya. Main seedha lit gayi. Miss Rina mere ek taraf aa gayi, husband doosri taraf. Dono meri nangi body ke dono side the.
Pehle Miss Rina ne meri chunchi pakad li. Bhaari, soft. Unhone dabaya aur jhuk kar muh mein le liya. Choosne lagi. Unki jeebh meri nipple par ghumti, thook se geela karti. Doosri taraf husband ne meri doosri chunchi muh mein bhar li. Ab dono meri chunchiyan choos rahe the — ek 54 saal ki aurat, ek uska pati.
“Ahhh… ahhh…” meri siskari nikal gayi.
Miss Rina ne meri chunchi chhod kar meri hothon par apne hoth rakh diye. Gehra kiss. Unki jeebh mere muh mein ghus gayi. Same time husband meri chunchi choos raha tha, daant se halka kaat raha tha. Main dono ke beech kaamp rahi thi.
“Ahh… umm… ahh…”
Miss Rina ne mera haath pakad kar apne pati ke lund par rakh diya. Mainne usse pakda — ab phir se hard. Unhone mera haath hilaya, upar-neeche. Same time apna haath meri chut par le gayi. Do ungliyan andar daal diin. Tezz tezz hilane lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… Miss… ahhh…”
Husband ne meri taangein khol diin aur mere aur Miss Rina ke beech adjust hote hue apna lund meri chut ke muhane par tikaya. Ek dhakke mein andar tak ghusaya.
“AHHHH…!!!”
Ab main beech mein thi. Neeche husband ka lund meri chut mein dhakke maar raha tha. Upar Miss Rina meri chunchiyan choos rahi thi, kabhi mere hoth, kabhi meri gardan. Unki bhaari chunchiyan mere face par latak rahi thin. Mainne muh khol kar ek ko andar le liya. Choosne lagi.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm…”
Husband ke dhakke tezz ho gaye. Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Meri siskariyan unchi thi. Miss Rina meri chunchi choos te hue khud bhi siskariyan nikaal rahi thi kyunki main unki chunchi daba rahi thi.
“AHHH… ahhh… deep… ahhh… teeno… ahhh…”
Miss Rina ne position change ki. Woh meri taraf se hati aur husband ke upar jaakar baith gayi — uska lund ab bhi meri chut mein tha. Miss Rina ne apni chut uske muh ke upar rakh di. Husband ab neeche se mujhe chod raha tha aur upar se Miss Rina ki chut choos raha tha.
Main neeche se unke lund ke dhakke se hil rahi thi. Upar Miss Rina ki siskariyan gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… haan… choos… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Thap-thap-thap meri chut se aa rahi thi. Miss Rina ki gaand mere face ke bilkul upar thi. Mainne haath badha kar unki chunchiyan pakad liin aur zor se dabane lagi. Unki siskariyan aur unchi ho gayi.
“AHHH… Anita… ahhh… daba… ahhh…!!!”
Husband ne meri taangein kandhon par rakh liin aur aur gehre dhakke maarne lage. Main kaampne lagi. Miss Rina unke muh par zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Teenon ke jism ek doosre se chipke hue, paseene se geele, awaaze ek doosre mein mil rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… ahhh…”
“AHHH… ahhh… bas… ahhh…”
“Umm… ahh… tight… ahh…”
Thodi der baad Miss Rina ne position phir badli. Woh neeche aayi. Mujhe side se pakad kar apne pati ke lund se alag kiya. Phir mujhe apne pati ke upar bitha diya — cowgirl. Main unke lund par baith gayi. Poora andar.
“AHHH… ahhh…”
Miss Rina mere peeche aa gayi. Unhone apne haath meri chunchiyon par rakhe aur dabate hue mujhe upar-neeche hilaya. Main unke pati ka lund apni chut mein le kar uchal rahi thi. Miss Rina meri chunchiyan masal rahi thi, kabhi jhuk kar meri gardan ya kaan chat ti.
“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… Miss… ahhh… daba… ahhh…”
Husband neeche se dhakke maar raha tha. Main upar se. Miss Rina peeche se meri body control kar rahi thi. Thap-thap-thap tezz thi. Meri siskariyan continuous—
“AHHH… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Miss Rina ne ek haath neeche le jaakar meri clit ko sahlaana shuru kar diya. Main jhel nahi paayi. Zor se kaampte hue cum kar gayi. Meri chut ne unke lund ko itna squeeze kiya ki husband bhi nikal gaya. Usne meri gaand pakad kar apna paani phir se meri chut mein chod diya.
“AHHH… ahhh… garam… ahhh…!!!”
Main unke upar gir gayi. Miss Rina bhi bagal mein aa gayi. Teenon haafte hue, nange, cum se geele, ek doosre se chipke hue the.
Thodi der saans lene ke baad Miss Rina ne phir se kaha, “Abhi… aur.”
Us raat teeno mil kar kai baar jude. Kabhi main beech mein, kabhi Miss Rina, kabhi dono side se. Awaaze, siskariyan, thap-thap, geeli body… room mein sab kuch mix ho gaya tha.
Jab aakhir mein teenon thak kar gir gaye to bed poora geela tha. Cum, paseena, thook. Main beech mein thi. Ek taraf Miss Rina ki bhaari chunchi mere muh ke paas, doosri taraf unke pati ka haath meri chut par.
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Miss Rina ne peeche se kaha, “Haan… aise. Ab lehenga bhi.”
Husband ne meri kamar par haath pher a. Lehenga ki cord dhundhi. Dheere-dheere kholi. Lehenga meri hips se phisalta hua neeche gir gaya. Ab main sirf laal transparent panty mein thi.
Miss Rina ne dheere se kaha, “Panty bhi. Poori nangi. Main clearly dekhna chahti hoon.”
Husband ne kaampte haathon se meri panty ke elastic mein ungliyaan daali aur neeche sarka diya. Ab main bilkul nangi thi unke saamne — laal jodi ke kapde pairon ke neeche bikhre hue, body free, chunchiyan unke haathon mein, chut nangi.
Miss Rina ne chair ki taraf ishara kiya aur khud uspar baith gayi. Unhone saree sambhalte hue kaha,
“Ab bed par lita isse. Main yahin se dekhungi. Jo bhi karna hai, kar. Awaaze aane dena. Main participate nahi karungi… sirf dekhungi.”
Husband ne meri taraf dekha. Unki aankhein laal thi. Unhone mujhe dheere se bed ki taraf dhakela. Main lit gayi. Meri nangi body maroon bedspread par fail gayi. Chunchiyan upar ko, taangein thodi si kaamp rahi thin.
Miss Rina ne apne pati se kaha, “Ab apne kapde utaar. Poore. Main dono ko nanga dekhna chahti hoon.”
Husband ne dheere-dheere apni shirt ke buttons khole. Shirt utari. Phir pant. Underwear. Unka lund bahar aaya — average se thoda bada, ab hard ho chuka tha. Unhone usse ek baar haath se pakda, jaise khud ko yakeen dila rahe hon.
Miss Rina ne chair par baith kar apni ek taang doosri par rakh li aur saaf awaaz mein kahi,
“Ab shuru karo. Mera anniversary gift… ab poora hona chahiye.”
Room mein dim light, nangi body, laal kapde floor par, aur ek 54 saal ki aurat chair par baithi hui… dekhne ke liye.
Husband mere upar jhuka.
Aur raat… ab asli matlab mein shuru hone wali thi.
Miss Rina chair par baithi rahi. Saree sambhalte hue, spectacles ke peeche se poori tarah focused. Unhone sirf itna kaha tha — “Shuru karo.”
Rina ke husband mere upar jhuke. Unka badan thoda bhaari tha, pet halka sa meri soft pet se chu raha tha. Unhone pehle mujhe choomne ki koshish ki. Hoth mere hothon par aaye — dheere, thode kaampte hue. Mainne hoth khole. Unki jeebh andar aayi. Garam, thodi ghabrahat bhari. Woh meri jeebh se khelte hue mere upar dabte gaye.
Unke haath meri chunchiyon par aaye. 36 ki bhaari soft chunchiyan unki hatheliyon mein samayi. Unhone dabaya. Masala. Nipples ko anguthe aur ungli ke beech le kar ghumaya. Mainne halki siskari li—
“Ahh…”
Unhone hoth mere hothon se hata kar meri gardan par rakhe. Soongha, phir jeebh se chat a. Kaan ke neeche, gardan ke side, phir neeche clavicle tak. Unki saans garam thi. Mainne unke safed baalon mein haath daal diya.
“Bahut soft ho tum…” unhone pehli baar kaha. Awaaz dheemi, thodi toot i hui. “Itni naram… Rina, yeh… yeh kitni soft hai.”
Miss Rina ne chair se jawab diya, “Haan. Dheere-dheere karna. Main dekh rahi hoon.”
Husband ne meri ek chunchi ko muh mein le liya. Poori nahi sama sakta tha, lekin jitni aayi usse choosne laga. Jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya, thook se geela kiya, halka sa kheench a. Doosri chunchi ko haath se masalte rahe. Mainne aankhein band kar liin. Siskariyan nikalne lagi—
“Ahh… ahh… dheere…”
Woh bari-bari se dono chunchiyon ko chooste rahe. Kabhi daant se halka kaatte, kabhi poori tarah muh mein bharne ki koshish karte. Meri chunchiyan unke thook se chamakne lagi thin. Nipples bilkul tight aur geele.
Unhone neeche ki taraf jana shuru kiya. Hoth meri pet par, jeebh naabhi ke around. Phir aur neeche. Meri taangein khol diin unhone. Meri chut ke bilkul kareeb muh le gaye. Garam saans padi. Phir unhone jeebh nikaal kar ek lamba lick maara — neeche se upar tak.
“Ahhh…” meri kamar hil gayi.
Unhone meri folds ko jeebh se khola, clit ko dhoondha aur uspar slow circles banane lage. Kabhi poori tarah chooste, kabhi sirf tip se chat te. Mainne bedsheet pakad li.
“Ahh… ahh… wahan… ahh…”
Miss Rina ki awaaz aayi, “Accha kar raha hai. Uski awaaz aa rahi hai. Continue.”
Husband ne meri taangein aur khol diin. Ab unka muh meri chut se chipka hua tha. Jeebh andar tak jaane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Main geeli ho chuki thi. Unki jeebh ki garam, geeli feeling se meri siskariyan khul rahi thin—
“Ahhh… ahhh… sir… ahhh…”
Thodi der baad woh upar aaye. Unka chehra geela tha. Unhone apna lund pakda — ab poori tarah hard — aur usse meri chut ke muhane par upar-neeche ragda. Head meri geeli folds mein phisal raha tha.
“Ab… andar?” unhone jaise Miss Rina se poocha.
Miss Rina ne kaha, “Haan. Dheere se. Poora. Main dekhna chahti hoon.”
Usne apna lund sahi position mein kiya. Head meri chut ke muhane par dabaya. Dheere se pressure diya. Mainne saans rok li.
“Ahhh… dheere…”
Woh inch by inch andar aane laga. Meri chut uske size ke hisaab se phailti gayi. Dard nahi tha, lekin bharpoor feeling thi. Jab poora lund andar tak chala gaya to dono ek second ke liye ruk gaye.
“Bahut… tight,” usne haafte hue kaha. “Rina… yeh… bahut garam hai andar se.”
Miss Rina ne jawab diya, “Ab hilna shuru karo. Dheere-dheere. Awaaze aane do.”
Usne dheere se pehla dhakka maara. Bahar nikaala… phir andar. Phir se. Meri chunchiyan uske har movement se hilne lagi.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh…”
Usne meri dono taangein apne kandhon par rakh liin. Angle deep ho gaya. Ab har dhakka poora andar tak ja raha tha. Main uske seene par haath rakh kar siskariyan nikaal rahi thi—
“Ahhh… ahhh… deep… ahhh…”
Usne pace thoda badhaya. Thap… thap… thap… halki geeli awaaz nikalne lagi. Meri bhaari chunchiyan uske har dhakke se upar-neeche uchal rahi thin. Usne jhuk kar ek chunchi muh mein li aur chooste hue dhakke maarte raha.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… haan… ahh…”
Miss Rina ne chair se kaha, “Tarif kar iski. Bata usse kaisa feel ho raha hai.”
Husband ne meri aankhon mein dekha. Awaaz bhaari thi, “Bahut… soft… andar se… choos rahi hai… teri chut… bahut garam…”
Usne meri chunchiyon ko dono haathon se pakad kar dabaya aur dhakke tezz kiye. Ab thap-thap ki awaaz clear thi. Meri siskariyan bhi unchi ho gayi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… wahan… ahhh… mat ruk… ahhh…”
Woh meri taangein aur fold karke mere chest tak daba diya. Ab uske dhakke bilkul gehre aur continuous the. Har baar lund poora andar jata, base meri soft lips se takrata, aur main uske neeche kaamp ti.
“Ahhh… ahhh… poora… ahhh… bhar raha… ahhh…”
Usne meri ek chunchi ko zor se choosa, daant se halka kaata, aur dhakke aur tezz kar diye. Bed ki halki khat-khat shuru ho gayi. Meri siskariyan ab room mein gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Uske dhakke last stage mein aa gaye. Gehre, mazboot, continuous. Phir uski body tight ho gayi. Usne meri chunchiyon ko zor se pakad liya aur apna paani meri chut ke deep mein chod diya.
“AHHH… ahhh… garam… ahhh… bhar diya… ahhh…”
Main bhi uske neeche kaamp uthi. Chut ne uske lund ko squeeze kiya. Cum ki garam dhaar andar fail gayi. Thoda sa bahar nikalne laga.
Woh kuch der aise hi mere upar pada raha. Bhaari saansen lete hue. Phir dheere se lund bahar nikaala. Cum meri chut se nikal kar bedspread par failne laga.
Miss Rina ne chair se uthte hue kaha, “Ruko. Hato mat abhi. Main kareeb se dekhna chahti hoon.”
Woh bed ke paas aayi. Meri khuli hui taangon ke beech nazar daali — meri sooji hui, cum-bhari chut ko dekhti rahi. Kai second tak. Phir boli,
“Accha hua. Ab dono aise hi raho thodi der. Main dekh rahi hoon.”
Main nangi, taangein kholi, cum tipakti hui leti rahi. Husband mere bagal mein haafte hue tha. Aur Miss Rina… bed ke bagal mein khadi, nazar meri chut par, apni anniversary ka gift poora hote hue dekh rahi thi.
Miss Rina thodi der aur meri cum-bhari chut ko dekhti rahi. Phir unhone achanak apni saree ka pallu hataya.
Main aur unke husband dono ne unki taraf dekha.
Miss Rina ne dheere-dheere apni saree kholni shuru ki. Pallu, phir blouse ke buttons. Blouse gir gaya. Petticoat ki naada kholi. Petticoat bhi neeche gir gaya. Ab woh sirf bra aur panty mein thin. 54 saal ki body — thodi si dheeli, lekin chunchiyan ab bhi bhaari thin, pet halka sa nikla hua, thighs soft.
Unhone bra kholi. Bhaari, thodi latakti hui chunchiyan free ho gayiin. Nipples dark aur bade. Phir panty bhi utaar di. Ab Miss Rina bilkul nangi thin.
Husband hairani se unhe dekh raha tha. “Rina… tu…?”
Miss Rina ne unhe bed par seedha litaya. “Chup. Aaj main bhi… thoda sa.”
Woh unke taangon ke beech baith gayi. Unke lund ko haath mein liya — jo abhi abhi meri chut se nikla tha, cum se geela. Unhone usse dheere-dheere sahlaaya. Phir jhuk kar apni jeebh nikaali aur lund ke head ko chat a.
“Ahh…” husband ki halki awaaz nikal gayi.
Miss Rina ne lund ko muh ke kareeb laaya aur dheere se muh mein le liya. Sirf head. Jeebh se ghumaya. Thook se geela kiya. Phir thoda aur andar liya. Unke 54 saal ke muh mein unke pati ka lund ja raha tha. Woh upar-neeche karne lagi — dheere, geele, awaaz ke saath.
“Slurp… umm… slurp…”
Main bagal mein nangi leti yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Miss Rina jo sirf dekhna chahti thin, ab khud unke lund ko choos rahi thin. Unki bhaari chunchiyan unke har movement se hil rahi thin.
Husband ne unke baal pakad liye. “Rina… yeh… ahhh…”
Miss Rina ne lund muh se nikaala, jeebh se neeche tak chat a, balls ko bhi choosa, phir phir se muh mein le liya. Ab thoda tezz. Thook ki lines unke hothon se lund tak latak rahi thin. Unki awaaz aa rahi thi—
“Umm… umm… ahh…”
Thodi der baad unhone lund muh se nikaala. Woh upar aayi. Husband ke lund ke upar apni chut ko adjust kiya. Haath se lund ko pakad kar apni geeli chut ke muhane par tikaya, aur dheere-dheere baithne lagi.
“Ahhh…” Miss Rina ki apni siskari pehli baar nikal i.
Inch by inch unka lund unki chut mein jaata raha. Jab poora andar chala gaya to Miss Rina ne aankhein band kar liin aur lambi saans li.
“Bahut… din baad…” unhone haafte hue kaha.
Phir unhone kamar hilani shuru ki. Upar-neeche. Dheere. Unki bhaari chunchiyan har movement se zor-zor se hilne lagi. Main dekh rahi thi — 54 saal ki nangi body, unke pati ke lund par chadh i hui, upar-neeche.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh…” Miss Rina ki siskariyan nikalne lagi.
Husband ne unki gaand pakad li. “Rina… tu… ahhh… bahut tight…”
Miss Rina ne pace badhaya. Ab woh tezz upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Thap… thap… thap… unki gaand unke pati ke pet se takrati. Unki chunchiyan bechaini se uchal rahi thin. Unhone khud apni chunchiyon ko pakad liya aur dabate hue aur tezz hilne lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… haan… ahhh… dekh Anita… ahhh…”
Unhone meri taraf dekha. Aankhein laal thin, muh khula hua. “Yeh… dekh… main bhi… ahhh…”
Main chup chap dekh rahi thi. Miss Rina ab poori tarah se lost thi. Woh apne pati ke lund par zor-zor se uchal rahi thi. Awaaze unchi ho gayi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… ahhh… bas… ahhh… wahan… ahhh…!!!”
Husband ne unki kamar pakad kar neeche se bhi dhakke maarne shuru kar diye. Ab dono mil kar hil rahe the. Thap-thap ki awaaz tezz thi. Miss Rina ki siskariyan room mein gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Unki body kaampne lagi. Unhone apni chunchiyon ko zor se dabaaya aur last tak tezz uchalti rahi. Phir unki body tight ho gayi. Woh apne pati ke upar jhuk gayi, kaampte hue.
“AHHH… ahhh… haan… ahhh…”
Husband ne bhi neeche se kuch gehre dhakke maare aur apna paani unki chut mein chod diya. Dono haafte hue jude rahe.
Miss Rina kuch der unke seene par padi rahi. Phir dheere se uthi. Unka lund unki chut se bahar nikla, cum ki dhaar ke saath. Woh bagal mein gir si gayi. Saans phoolti hui.
Main ab bhi nangi unke bagal mein leti thi. Husband beech mein haafte hue the. Miss Rina ne aankhein kholi aur meri taraf dekhi.
“Ab… dono… thoda aaram…” unhone haafte hue kaha. “Raat… abhi baaki hai.”
Room mein teen nangi body thin.
Cum, paseena, aur siskariyon ki bachi hui gunj.
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Miss Rina ab bhi haafte hue apne pati ke bagal mein nangi leti thi. Cum unki thighs par tipak raha tha. Husband beech mein the, lund ab bhi half-hard. Main doosri taraf nangi thi — meri chut ab bhi unke pehle cum se geeli.
Miss Rina ne aankhein kholi. Meri taraf dekha. Phir apne pati ki taraf. Unhone dheere se kaha,
“Ab… teeno.”
Husband ne unki taraf dekha. “Rina…?”
“Haan,” unhone kaha. Awaaz mein ab thakan ke saath ek naya hunger tha. “Aaj raat poori. Anita ko beech mein rakho. Hum dono mil kar.”
Woh uthi. Mujhe bed ke beech mein kheench liya. Main seedha lit gayi. Miss Rina mere ek taraf aa gayi, husband doosri taraf. Dono meri nangi body ke dono side the.
Pehle Miss Rina ne meri chunchi pakad li. Bhaari, soft. Unhone dabaya aur jhuk kar muh mein le liya. Choosne lagi. Unki jeebh meri nipple par ghumti, thook se geela karti. Doosri taraf husband ne meri doosri chunchi muh mein bhar li. Ab dono meri chunchiyan choos rahe the — ek 54 saal ki aurat, ek uska pati.
“Ahhh… ahhh…” meri siskari nikal gayi.
Miss Rina ne meri chunchi chhod kar meri hothon par apne hoth rakh diye. Gehra kiss. Unki jeebh mere muh mein ghus gayi. Same time husband meri chunchi choos raha tha, daant se halka kaat raha tha. Main dono ke beech kaamp rahi thi.
“Ahh… umm… ahh…”
Miss Rina ne mera haath pakad kar apne pati ke lund par rakh diya. Mainne usse pakda — ab phir se hard. Unhone mera haath hilaya, upar-neeche. Same time apna haath meri chut par le gayi. Do ungliyan andar daal diin. Tezz tezz hilane lagi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… Miss… ahhh…”
Husband ne meri taangein khol diin aur mere aur Miss Rina ke beech adjust hote hue apna lund meri chut ke muhane par tikaya. Ek dhakke mein andar tak ghusaya.
“AHHHH…!!!”
Ab main beech mein thi. Neeche husband ka lund meri chut mein dhakke maar raha tha. Upar Miss Rina meri chunchiyan choos rahi thi, kabhi mere hoth, kabhi meri gardan. Unki bhaari chunchiyan mere face par latak rahi thin. Mainne muh khol kar ek ko andar le liya. Choosne lagi.
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… umm…”
Husband ke dhakke tezz ho gaye. Thap… thap… thap… thap…
Meri siskariyan unchi thi. Miss Rina meri chunchi choos te hue khud bhi siskariyan nikaal rahi thi kyunki main unki chunchi daba rahi thi.
“AHHH… ahhh… deep… ahhh… teeno… ahhh…”
Miss Rina ne position change ki. Woh meri taraf se hati aur husband ke upar jaakar baith gayi — uska lund ab bhi meri chut mein tha. Miss Rina ne apni chut uske muh ke upar rakh di. Husband ab neeche se mujhe chod raha tha aur upar se Miss Rina ki chut choos raha tha.
Main neeche se unke lund ke dhakke se hil rahi thi. Upar Miss Rina ki siskariyan gunj rahi thin—
“AHHH… ahhh… haan… choos… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Thap-thap-thap meri chut se aa rahi thi. Miss Rina ki gaand mere face ke bilkul upar thi. Mainne haath badha kar unki chunchiyan pakad liin aur zor se dabane lagi. Unki siskariyan aur unchi ho gayi.
“AHHH… Anita… ahhh… daba… ahhh…!!!”
Husband ne meri taangein kandhon par rakh liin aur aur gehre dhakke maarne lage. Main kaampne lagi. Miss Rina unke muh par zor-zor se hil rahi thi. Teenon ke jism ek doosre se chipke hue, paseene se geele, awaaze ek doosre mein mil rahi thin—
“Ahh… ahh… ahh… ahhh…”
“AHHH… ahhh… bas… ahhh…”
“Umm… ahh… tight… ahh…”
Thodi der baad Miss Rina ne position phir badli. Woh neeche aayi. Mujhe side se pakad kar apne pati ke lund se alag kiya. Phir mujhe apne pati ke upar bitha diya — cowgirl. Main unke lund par baith gayi. Poora andar.
“AHHH… ahhh…”
Miss Rina mere peeche aa gayi. Unhone apne haath meri chunchiyon par rakhe aur dabate hue mujhe upar-neeche hilaya. Main unke pati ka lund apni chut mein le kar uchal rahi thi. Miss Rina meri chunchiyan masal rahi thi, kabhi jhuk kar meri gardan ya kaan chat ti.
“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… Miss… ahhh… daba… ahhh…”
Husband neeche se dhakke maar raha tha. Main upar se. Miss Rina peeche se meri body control kar rahi thi. Thap-thap-thap tezz thi. Meri siskariyan continuous—
“AHHH… ahhh… nikalne wali… ahhh… ahhh…!!!”
Miss Rina ne ek haath neeche le jaakar meri clit ko sahlaana shuru kar diya. Main jhel nahi paayi. Zor se kaampte hue cum kar gayi. Meri chut ne unke lund ko itna squeeze kiya ki husband bhi nikal gaya. Usne meri gaand pakad kar apna paani phir se meri chut mein chod diya.
“AHHH… ahhh… garam… ahhh…!!!”
Main unke upar gir gayi. Miss Rina bhi bagal mein aa gayi. Teenon haafte hue, nange, cum se geele, ek doosre se chipke hue the.
Thodi der saans lene ke baad Miss Rina ne phir se kaha, “Abhi… aur.”
Us raat teeno mil kar kai baar jude. Kabhi main beech mein, kabhi Miss Rina, kabhi dono side se. Awaaze, siskariyan, thap-thap, geeli body… room mein sab kuch mix ho gaya tha.
Jab aakhir mein teenon thak kar gir gaye to bed poora geela tha. Cum, paseena, thook. Main beech mein thi. Ek taraf Miss Rina ki bhaari chunchi mere muh ke paas, doosri taraf unke pati ka haath meri chut par.
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ANITA PATEL
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