Adultery SAMREEN: Shikast-e-Zanjeer-e-Muflisi

[Herotic]

EPISODE 17

Main apni chut us naukar ke saamne masalti hui uski aankhon me dekh rhi thi aur wo ekdm madhosh hokar sirf meri chut ko dekhte hue apna lund hilaaye ja rha tha, main hairaan thi ki iske lund se abhi tak virya phuta kyun nhi, lekin wo kaala lund… uffff. Uska lund vivaan ke lund se bhi 1-2 inch lamba tha par mota utna hi tha, par uske lund ka topa masalne ki wajah se ekdm laal ho chuka tha jaise abhi khoon nikal jaye.

Achanak mujhe pata nhi kya hua main ekdm se shaant ho gyi, us naukar me mujhe shaitaan dikhne laga aur maine turant apni utaari hui panty aur shalwar upar karke pehen liya, main puri ghabra chuki thi, “haaye *** mujhe maaf kar, ye… ye maine kya kar diya shaitaan ke behkaawe me aakar… main khud ko kaabu nhi kar paayi… ye gunaah hai… apni nikaah, apne shauhar apne *** ka majaak bana diya maine… haaye ***…” main man hi man khud ko kosne lagi.
 
“k..kk..kya hua? Aaahhh… dikhao na mujhe… aur dikhao mera abhi nikla nhi hai… mujhe maalkin ki chut dekhni hai…” us naukar ne apna lund hilaate hue kaha, ab jab ki main pure kapde me thi tab bhi wo hawasi mujhe dekh ke lund hilaye ja rha tha, “ummhh… dekho bas karo… please… main ja rhi hun… ye sab galat hai… tum galat kar rhe ho…” maine kaampti aawaz me bola aur darwaze ki taraf badhi us toilet se nikalne ke liye.
 
Tabhi achanak us naukar ne kas ke mera haath pakad liya jisse meri kalai me dard hone laga, “aaannnnhhh… chhodo mujhe… de.. dekho tum ye galat kar rhe ho… apni aukaat me raho… warna….” Maine apna haath usse chhudane ki naakam koshish karte hue kaha, par usne kuchh aisa bola ki mera dimaag sunn reh gya aur meri nipples tight ho gyi, “warna?... warna kya karegi randi?” usne seedha mujhe wo shabd bola jisse mujhe nafrat thi aur mujhe ye shabd gaali lagti thi.
 
“k..kkk… kya kaha tumne? Tumhari himm…” main pura bol paati usse pehle hi us kalue naukar ne kas ke mere dono haath diwaar ke upar laga ke daba diye jisse meri dono 36D ki chuchiyan uchhal gyin, usne apne ek haath se mere dono haathon ko mere sar ke upar diwaar par dabaye hua tha aur dusre haath se wo apna kaala mota lund hila rha tha, uska lund thik meri chut ke kuchh hi inch ki doori par tha, aur main uske fanfanate hue laude ko dekh kar kaampne lagi.
 
“ummhhh… please ise door hatao… dekho mujhse jo ho saka wo maine kar diya… ab ye sab mat karo…” maine uski aankhon me dekhte hue kaha, lekin uski saansein tez chal rhi thi jaise ek hawas se bhara hua saandh ho aur ab wo control se bahar nikal gya ho. “tum aise nhi maanoge… zaalim kahin ke… main in saari chizon ka zikr abhi ke abhi pandey ji ki bhabhi se karungi… tumhari aukaat tumhe yaad aayegi turant…” maine gusse me bola aur tabhi usne apna haath apne mote lund se hata ke mere gale pe laga diya aur dabane laga.
 
“aaagghhhhhh… khaakkhhhh” mera dam ghutne laga, “Saali tu meri shikayat karegi?... aur tune jo abhi apni dhandhewali aurat ki harkatein dikha ke mujhe bekaabu kiya hai uska kya?... sun randi, teri chut aaj faad ke rahunga chaahe meri naukari hi kyun na chali jaaye… samjhi!” aur usne mera gala chhod ke seedha mere fule hue gore makhmali gaal pe ek jordaar tamacha jad diya.
 
Uske tamache se meri cheekh nikal gyi aur mere aansu bhi behne lage, ab sirf ek hi raasta mujhe dikh rha tha is bekaabu kaale saandh ko kaabu karne ka, aur wo tha ki ise jo chahiye wo ise de dun main. Maine khud ko sambhala aur apne kaampte hue hothon se uski aankhon me dekhti hui boli “uuummhhhh… please shaant ho jao… tumhara… tumhara naam kya hai?”, usne apni hawas se laal aankhon se mujhe  ghura aur fir bola “Baban… baban naam hai mera”.
 
“Ummhh haaye ***, Baban… please mere saath aisi harkatein mat karo… main ek nikaah shuda aurat hun, kisi ke ghar ki aurat hun… aah… tumne kitni zor se maara mujhe…” maine use pehle normal karne ki koshish ki, “Saali tu aur peetegi… mujhe de de apni chut…” usne wapas apna lund hilate hue bola, “Ummhh… to tum nhi maanoge?... thik hai baban… lelo… haaye *** lelo meri chut!” mere muh se jo baatein abhi nikli usse main bhi hairaan reh gyi, par aur kya karti main.
 
“Aaahhh haan de mujhe apni chut… saali tu maan gyi warna…” usne haafte hue bola, “Uff baban… tum ho hi itne zaalim umhhhh… main mana bhi karti to tum kahan maante…  meri chut to faad hi dete na? hmmmm?”, “haan… ye to tune sahi kaha… saali teri chut jaise tune mujhe dikhai hai… aaahh… mera to lund fat rha hai… saali tera naam samreen hai na?”, “haan baban… par tumhe kaise pata?” maine dheemi karahti aawaz me puchha.
 
“maine sun liya tha kuchh auraton se jab tu sabko mehendi laga rhi thi… chal ab jyada bakwas mat kar aur apne kapde utaar…” baban ne ab mere haath chhod diye, main jaise hi apni salwar ka naada dheela karne lagi tabhi baban ne mere dono kandhon par apna majboot haath rakha aur kas ke mujhe daba diya jisse main ghutno ko mod ke ukdu ban ke baith gyi niche “aaahhhh baban…”
 
“Samreen… chal pehle apni zubaan ka jaadu dikha… chus mera mota lauda saali…” baban ne bola aur apni kamar hila kar usne apne mote kaale lund ko hawe me jhulaya, uske lund se halka halka precum rees rha tha… uffff ye sab dekhte hue firse meri chut geeli hone lagi aur meri chut me aag lagne lagi. Maine baban ke kaale laude ko apne haathon me le liya aur apni mutthi band karne lagi, par uska lauda itna mota tha ki haaye ***, wo mere mutthi me bhi nhi aa pa rha tha.
 
“ummmh yaah ***… tum janwar ho kya?” maine chaunkte hue kaha jispe baban ne ek shaitaani muskaan di. Main baban ke mote kaale lund ko apne dono haathon se pakde hue thi. Woh itna bhari aur mota tha ki meri ungliyan uske around poori tarah se nahi ja pa rahi thin. Main usko dheere-dheere upar-neeche hilane lagi.
 
“Baban… tumhara ye lund toh… mmmhhh bahut bada hai,” main dheere se boli, uski aankhon mein dekhti hui. “haaye *** Itna mota… meri chut me ye jaayega kaise… ufff?” Baban ne mera baal pakad liya aur thoda khinchte hue bola, “Chup chap hila, randi. Tere muh se nikalne wali tareef sun ke mera uncut lund aur bhi kadak ho raha hai… aaahh saali Jaldi se thook laga aur tez hila.”
 
Maine uske lund ke tope pe thooka, aur usko haath se failaya, phir dono haathon se pakad kar tez-tez hilane lagi. Toilet ke floor pe ukdu bane baithe mere ghutne dard kar rahe the, lekin main ruk nahi sakti thi. Uska lund meri mutthi mein phoolta hi ja raha tha, nasein saaf dikh rahi thin uske chamdiwaale auzaar ki jo mujhe mere haathon me mehsoos ho rhi thin.
 
“aaaahhh aur tez… haan aise hi,” baban gandi awaaz mein bol raha tha. “sniff snifff… teri geeli chut ki khushboo aa rahi hai samreen... Ab mere lund ko apne muh mein le aur chus maje se.” Main uske lund ko muh ke paas le gayi, hothon se uske tope ko dheere se chhua, bas ek halka sa kiss jaisa. Uske lund se peshaab ki gandi smell aa rahi thi jisse mujhe bechaini hone lagi, par main kuchh nhi kar sakti thi. Maine zubaan nikaal kar uske lund ke chhed pe halka sa lick kiya jisse Baban ki saans bhaari ho gayi.
 
“Aaahh Haan… aise hi samreen,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, haath abhi bhi mere baalon mein tha lekin wo zor nahi de raha tha. “Dheere-dheere chusna randi… Jaldi mat karna samjhi” maine uske tope ko hothon se dabaya, phir halka sa chusa. Meri zubaan uske neeche ghumti rahi, dheere-dheere circle banaati hui jisse uska lund meri mutthi mein aur kadak ho gaya. Main dusre haath se uske tatton ko bhi halka sa sahlane lagi, unhe ungliyon se feel karte hue.
 
Toilet ki shaant hawa mein sirf meri geeli awaazein aur uski bhaari saansein sunai de rahi thin. Maine uske lund ko thoda aur andar liya, sirf do-teen inch aur hothon se tight seal banaye rakha, aur zubaan neeche se sahlati rahi. Har baar jab main uska lund baahar nikalti, to uske tope pe mera thook chamak raha hota. Baban ne mera chehra upar uthaya. “Dekh mujhe... Jab tu mera lauda chus rahi hai to aankhein band mat kar... Mujhe dekhte hue chus samreen”
 
Main uski aankhon mein dekhti hui uske lund ko phir se muh mein liya. Is baar thoda aur gehra le liya. Mere gale tak nahi, bas jahan tak aaram se ja raha tha. Fir main dheere-dheere aage-pichhe karne lagi, har stroke ke saath zubaan se uske tatton ko bhi dabati. Meri thook uske lund par failti ja rahi thi, ekdum neeche tak geeli line banati hui. Tabhi baban ka haath mere baalon mein halka sa tight hua “Aaaah samreen… aise hi... Teri gandi chut abhi bhi pani chhod rahi hogi na? Main jaanta hoon raand.” Main uske lund ko muh se nikaal kar, usko haath se hilate hue boli, saans phoolti hui, “Haan baban… ufff… bilkul geeli ho chuki hai… Sirf tumhare uncut lund ko dekh kar hi… mmmhhh kya karun main…”
 
Phir maine uske lund ko wapas muh mein le liya, is baar thoda aur pressure ke saath. Dheere-dheere, bina kisi jaldi ke. Har baar jab main pura kha leti uska lund, to uska topa mere gale ke paas aata, lekin main wahan uska lund rokti aur fir wapas nikaal deti. Meri aankhein ektak uski aankhon mein dekh rhi thi. “Samreen…. mere tatton ko bhi chaat na... Poora saaf kar mere lund ko apni thook se...”
 
Main uske bhari lund ko upar uthaye rakhe hue neeche jhuki aur uske bhaari baalon se bhari hui kaale tatton ko zubaan se sahlane lagi. Ek ek karke dono ko. Unhe muh mein liya, kheech kar chusa, phir chhod diya. Baban ke dono kaale tatte aise latak rhe the jaise do gulaab jaamun hon… haaye ***.
 
Main uske lund ko wapas muh mein lete hue soch rahi thi ki ab woh kab mujhe khada karega aur kab mere muh mein gehra dhakka dete hue mera muh chodega… lekin abhi toh main uske hisaab se, bilkul dheere-dheere, uska lund chus rahi thi. Main uske mote kaale lund ko muh mein liye hue chus rhi thi aur use dheere dheere jannat dikha rhi thi, lekin andar hi andar main khud se lad bhi rhi thi.
 
“yaaah *** Yeh kya kar rahi hoon main…” Itna kaala, itna mota, itna bhari gair *** lund mere muh mein tha. Meri hothon ke beech se guzar raha tha, mere gale ke paas tak ja raha tha. Meri wo paakiza zubaan jisme main uska lund le rhi thi, jise aaj tak mere shauhar ne chumne ki koshish nhi ki thi, aur aaj ek maamuli sa naukar meri us zubaan ke maje le rha tha. Har baar jab main aage jhukti, to uska topa mere gale me dabao daalta aur meri chut khud-bakhud sikud jaati.
 
Main soch rahi thi ki yeh galat hai par main ruk bhi nhi pa rhi thi, aur upar se baban ne mujhe dhamki bhi de di thi. Uska Itna bada lund, itna kaala, itna mota…uffff, dekhte hi meri saans ruk jaa rhi thi. Jab main usko chaat rahi thi to uski garmi meri zubaan pe feel ho rahi thi. Meri thook uspe fail rahi thi, aur woh chamak raha tha.  “ Haaye *** Main ise chus kyun rahi hoon? Kyu? Kyunki yeh itna bada hai? Mere shauhar se kayi guna bada? Kyunki yeh itna mota hai ki meri mutthi mein bhi poora nahi aa raha?”
 
“Agar koi dekh le… agar koi jaan jaaye ki main ghutnon pe baith kar is kalute ke kaale lund ko chus rahi hoon… haaye *** mujhe bachana mere maalik” mera dil ek taraf ye sab baatein soch rha tha aur dusri taraf aisi baatein jisse meri saalon ki chahat bahar aa rhi thi “Aur gehra le samreen… isko poora muh mein bhar le… iski fulti hui nasein zubaan pe feel kar… aisa lund zindagi me bahut kam naseeb hota hai samreen, jee bhar ke maje le… gunaah ki fikar mat kar”
 
Main uske lund ko thoda baahar nikaalti, saans leti, phir wapas andar le leti. Har baar meri aankhein band hone ko hoti thin, lekin main uski aankhon mein dekhti rehti thi. “Haaye *** Yeh lund meri izzat ki dhajiya uda dega. Ye Itna mota hai ki jab yeh meri chut mein jayega to... to faad ke rakh dega… vivaan… vivaan ka lund to fir bhi thik tha…”
 
Meri chut itni geeli thi ki main feel kar sakti thi ki meri laal panty bilkul bheeg chuki hogi. “Sirf is lund ko chusne se… sirf iski gandi baatein sunne se… main itni geeli ho gayi hoon… ummhhh” Main uske lund ko thoda aur gehra le gayi. Gale mein dabaav mehsoos karne lagi aur aankhon mein aansu aa gaye, lekin main ruki nahi.
 
Fir main uske mote kaale lund ko muh se nikaal kar haath se upar uthaya. Woh bhaari tha, meri mutthi mein thirak raha tha. Baban ke jhulte hue tatte bilkul saamne the, main fir se neeche jhuki aur pehle unhe zubaan se sahlaya. Dheere-dheere, ek ek karke dono ko chaata. Pehle daaye taraf wala. Zubaan se poora chata, phir hothon se dabaya aur muh mein le liya. Wo garam tha, aur paseene se thoda namkeen. Main usko zubaan pe ghumati rahi, chusti hui. Phir chhoda aur dusre ko le liya. Dono ko barabar attention diya. Meri thook unko geela karti gyi.
 
Mere in sab harkaton se Baban ki saans tez ho gayi. “Waahh samreen… Haan… aise hi, randi. Mere tatte acchi tarah saaf kar.” Main uske tatto ko chaat-te hue uska lund upar uthaye rakhi thi aur hilaye ja rhi thi. Ab main aur neeche gayi aur uski gaand ke beech wala hissa dikhne laga. Baban ke asshole me kaale hard baal bhare hue the aur gandi badbu bhi aa rhi thi. Maine zubaan aage badhai aur uske asshole pe pehla halka sa lick kiya jisse Baban ki body thodi si kaanp gayi. “Uff… saali… kya kar rhi hai”
 
Maine phir se uske asshole pe zubaan feri, is baar thoda pressure ke saath. Gol-gol circle banati hui. Uski asshole garam thi aur thodi si tight. Main usko dheere-dheere geela karti rahi. Phir zubaan ki tip se uske chhed pe dabaav diya baahar se jisse Baban ne mere baal zor se pakad liye “Aaaahhhh Madarchod… kya kar rahi hai tu samreen… aaah…” Main uski gaand chaat-te hue uske tatto ko bhi haath se masalti rahi. Meri zubaan ab uski asshole pe hi tik gayi thi. Main usko chaat rahi thi jaise koi bhookhi hoon. Mere muh se geeli awaazein nikal rahi thin aur meri thook uske gaand pe failti ja rahi thi.
 
“ye… ye sab main kya kar rhi hun… itni gandi kaise ho gyi main… haaye ***… main ye kitna bada gunaah kar rhi hun… par mujhe ye gunaah karne me maja aa rha hai… uffff” mere dimaag me ab bas gunaah karne ki chahat ho rhi thi. Main uske asshole ho chaat rhi thi aur Baban karah rha tha “Saali kutti… samreen… meri gaand chaat rahi hai… pehli baar kisi ne aisa maja diya hai mujhe… aaah behnchod… tu dhandhewali hai kya?” uski baatein meri chut aur geeli karwa rhi thi.
 
Main uske lund ko thoda aur upar uthaye rakhe hue unki asshole ko gehra chatne lagi. Zubaan se pressure badhaya, phir halka sa uske chhed pe tip ghumaya jisse Baban ki kamar hilne lagi. “Randi… madarchod randi… aise mat kar samreen… nahi toh main teri gaand mein lund daal dunga behn ki laudi… aaah…” Main ruki nahi. Uski asshole ko chaat-te hue uske tatto ko bhi muh mein lene lagi beech-beech mein. Kabhi tatte, kabhi lund aur kabhi unki gaand. Meri zubaan ab uski asshole pe hi atak gayi thi. Wo jitna ganda tha utna hi maja mujhe aa rha tha. Main usko geela kar rahi thi, chaat rahi thi, pressure de rahi thi.
 
Baban ki gaaliyan aur tez ho gayi thin “Kutti… samreen kutti… meri gaand chaat… haan aise hi… saali teri behn ki chut… aaah…” Main unki asshole pe zubaan ferte hue soch rahi thi ki ab woh kab mujhe utha kar diwaar se lagayega aur meri berehmi se chudai karega… lekin abhi toh main uske neeche thi, unka lund upar uthaye, unki gaand chaat-ti hui, aur woh karah karah kar gaaliyan de raha tha.
 
Tabhi Baban ne achanak mera sar dono haathon se pakad liya. Ungliyan mere baalon mein kas gayi. Usne apna mota kaala lund seedha mere muh ke saamne laaya aur ek hi dhakke mein andar ghused diya. “Aaagh!” Mera muh zabardasti khul gaya. Uske lund ka topa seedha meri halak mein ja ghusa. Meri aankhein phail gayi. Main tadapne lagi lekin usne aur zor se dhakka diya. Poora lund mere muh mein tha, nasein meri zubaan pe dab rahi thin, topa meri throat ke andar… ufff.
 
Usne mera sar pakde hue peechhe-aage karna shuru kar diya. Bina kisi reham ke tezi se. “Le… le saali… muh khol ke rakh… aaah…” Har dhakke ke saath uska lund meri halak tak ja raha tha. Meri aankhon se paani nikalne laga. Gale mein dabaav itna tha ki saans lene mein takleef ho rahi thi. Main uske jaanghon ko pakadne ki koshish karne lagi lekin woh aur zor se mera sar dabaye ja rha tha.
 
“samreen randi… bas muh khole rakh tu… aaahh… ab main khud chodunga…” Uske dhakke aur tez ho gaye. Lund baahar nikalta, phir poora andar chala jaata. Meri thook uske lund pe, mere hothon pe, mere chin pe beh rahi thi. Gandi geeli awaazein nikal rahi thin ghok-ghok-ghok.
 
Meri body dheere-dheere bejaan padne lagi. Haath dheele ho gaye. Ghutne kamzor hone lage. Main bas uske haathon mein jhool rahi thi jaise koi gudiya, aur woh mera sar pakde hue mere muh ko chod raha tha. Har baar jab uska uncut lund meri halak mein jaata, meri aankhein upar ko mud jaati. “Haan… aise hi… mera lauda le saali… bas muh khula rakh… madarchod…”
 
Usne aur gehra dhakka diya. Lund poora andar, mere hoth uski jaanghon se takrane lage. Main gala saaf karne ki awaaz nikaal rahi thi lekin usne chhoda nahi. Mera sar ab uske haathon mein bilkul dheela tha. Main resist nahi kar pa rahi thi us kalute ka. Woh meri halak ko apne lund se peet-ta raha. Tezi se, gehra aur bindaas jaise main uski personal randi hun. Meri thook floor pe tapak rahi thi. Aankhon se paani beh raha tha. Main bas uske saamne ukdu bane thi, muh khula hua, aur woh usme apna mota kaala uncut lund jor-jor se ghusedta ja raha tha.
 
“Ab main tere is muh ko apna bana leta hoon samreen… saali meri maalkin banna chahti thi tu raand?…” Main uski jaanghon pe haath maarne lagi, thap-thap… thap-thap… Jaise keh rahi hoon ki bahar nikal, saans lene de mujhe zaalim. Lekin baban ne koi tawajjo nahi di. Ulta usne apna mota kaala lund aur andar dhakel diya. Mere hoth uske tatton aur jhaanto se chipak gaye. Topa ab bilkul mere gale ke last end tak tha. Mujhe aisa feel ho raha tha jaise woh lund seedha mere pet ke andar chala jaayega “Mmmmph! Mmmph!.... ggmmmmmhhhh”
 
Meri awaazein bas phasti hui nikal rahi thin. Aankhon se paani beh raha tha. Gale mein itna pressure tha ki dimaag ghumne laga. Main phir se uski jaanghon pe thapthapayi, is baar thoda tez. Lekin usne mera sar aur zor se apni taraf kheencha aur aage jhuk gya taaki uska lauda aur andar chala jaaye. “uffff…. Aur kahan daalega zaalim? Ab kya mere muh me daal ke meri gaand se nikalega kya?” main tadapti hui yahi soch rhi thi.
 
Phir usne wo kiya jiske baare me maine sapne me bhi nhi socha tha, achanak usne ek haath mere sar ke peechhe le jaakar mukka maara, thud, jisse mera sar uske lund pe aur daba jhatke se. Lund ek inch aur andar chala gaya aur meri aankhein phail gayi. Gale mein jalan si ho gayi. “Le… aur andar… aaaahhh saali…”
 
Fir achanak dusra mukka mara zaalim ne. Phir teesra. Har baar jab woh mere sar ke peechhe haath maarta, mera muh uske lund ko aur gehra le leta. Main ab bilkul bebas thi. Haath ab uski jaanghon pe hi the, lekin thapthapana bhi dheela pad gaya tha. Body jhool rahi thi. Saans ruki hui thi. Baban karahte hue bol raha tha, “chus chus chus leeeeeee… randi… mera lauda pet bhar dega tera samreen…”
 
Woh mera sar pakde hue dhakke maarta raha. Beech-beech mein mere sar ke peechhe mukka maarta taaki lund aur gehra chala jaaye. Meri thook uske tatto pe, uski jaanghon pe beh rahi thi. Meri aankhein upar ko mud chuki thin. Mujhe lag raha tha ki ab aur nahi le sakti… lekin wo zaalim rukne wala nahi tha. Ye naukar, baban to vivaan se bhi jyada hawasi tha… ufff.
 
Har mukke ke saath mera sar uske lund pe daba ja raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath woh lund mere gale ko cheerta ja raha tha. Aur main bas uske haathon mein jhool rahi thi, muh khula hua, aankhein aansu se bhari aur shareer bejaan.
 
Achanak baban ne mera sar peechhe kheenchte hue apna mota kaala lund mere muh se baahar nikaal liya. “Aaaaaggggghhh… Hhaaahh… hhaaahhh… hhaaahh…” Main jor-jor se haanfne lagi. Muh khula hua tha, geela, thook se bhara hua. Meri saansein itni tez thin ki seene mein dard ho raha tha. Aankhon se aansu ab bhi beh raha tha, hoth kaamp rahe the. Gale mein jalan si thi, jaise kuchh bhaari cheez abhi tak wahan atki hui ho.
 
Uske lund aur mere muh ke beech lambe-lambe taar jaise ban gaye the. Ek moti, chamakti hui thook ki line uske laal tope se nikal kar seedha mere neechle hoth tak aa rahi thi. Woh hawa mein jhool rahi thi, dheere-dheere lambi hoti ja rahi thi. Uske saath-saath uske lund ke chhed se nikalta hua maal bhi mil gaya tha, thoda safed, thoda chipchipa. Dono mil kar ek geeli, gandi, jaali jaisa bana rahe the.
 
Main haanfte hue usko dekh rahi thi. Woh uske maal aur meri thuk se bane hue lines itne lambe the ki jab main thoda sa peechhe hati, to woh aur kheench gaye, phir toot kar mere hothon pe, mere chin pe, mere gale pe gir gaye. Thook ki boondein meri kameez pe bhi tapak gayi thin. Uske lund pe ab bhi meri thook ki moti layer jami hui thi, jo dheere-dheere neeche ko beh rahi thi aur uske tatto tak ja rahi thi.
 
Baban apna lund mere muh ke bilkul saamne pakde hue tha. Woh ab bhi kadak tha, nasein phooli hui, chamdi pichhe khiski hui aur tope se halka sa virya nikal raha tha. Meri thook uspe chamak rahi thi. Main usko dekhte hue haanf rahi thi, mera muh khula, zubaan thodi baahar aur saans phoolti hui.
 
Maine dheere-dheere apni aankhein upar uthayi. Haanfte-haanfte, saans sambhalte hue uski aankhon mein dekhne lagi. Meri aawaz bhaari thi, uske kaale mote laude se abhi abhi chodi hui mere gale ki haalat kharab thi, fir bhi maine koshish ki aur bola “Hhaaahh… ba… baban…” Main thoda ruki, phir boli, “ aaahhhh haaye *** mujhe… mujhe tumhara lund… bahut pasand aaya…”
 
Mere hoth ab bhi kaamp rahe the. Thook ki ek boond meri chin se tapki. Main uski aankhon mein dekhti hui dobara boli, is baar thoda achhe se saaf awaaz me, lekin ab bhi haanfte hue hi “Itna mota… itna kaala… itna bhari… mere muh mein jaate hi meri aankhein pathra gayi thi... Halak tak chala gaya tha tumhara lund baban… ufff… bade zaalim ho tum… par phir bhi… hhaaah… mujhe bahut pasand aaya... Tumne jab mere sar pe mukke maare the na… ufff tab lag raha tha ki ab yeh pet mein chala jaayega… haaye ***… Mujhe tumhara yeh lund… bahut… bahut pasand aaya, baban”

To be Continued...