22-08-2026, 08:13 PM
Meri biwi ne ek gehri saans li aur dheere-dheere sofa ki taraf chal di. Vimla sofa pe taangein failaye leti thi aur Dara uske saamne ghutnon ke bal tha. Woh phir se uski clit chaatne laga aur Vimla ki moans nikalne lagi.
Menaka us sofa ke bagal wale love-seat pe baith gayi aur dekhne lagi. Saaf tha ki usme bhi ek voyeuristic side hai. Waise bhi in dono ko aise karte dekhna hi toh kuch hafte pehle uske andar ki aag ka spark bana tha.
Vimla zyadatar aankhein band kiye maza le rahi thi. Shayad audience hone ki sharm thi, par Dara ke control mein itni thi ki protest nahi kar paayi. Kabhi-kabhi aankhein kholti aur Menaka ko dekh ti. Aankhein milti, phir dono nazar hata leti. Par time ke saath dono is situation ke aadi hone lagi thi.
“Unnnhhh… unnnhhh!!” Vimla ne nasal awaaz mein moan kiya jab uska orgasm aaya. Maine notice kiya ki maid, shayad Menaka ki wajah se, zyada zor se nahi chillayi. Bohot restrained reaction tha.
Phir Dara utha aur apni pants utaar di. Uska mota, khada lund jhatke se bahar aa gaya.
“Tera number next, memsaab?”
Meri biwi ne bas sir hila diya.
“Arre yaar!” Dara uske paas aaya, lund hilta hua.
Menaka thodi si peeche ko sarak gayi.
“Mujhe mat chhoo!” usne resentful awaaz mein kaha.
“Kam se kam thoda chus le… jaise tu itna pasand karti hai.” Usne uske baal pakad ke uska muh apne lund ki taraf kheenchne ki koshish ki.
Par Menaka ne hoth kas ke band rakhe. Dara ne apne mote lund se uske gaalon pe do-teen baar thappad maare, phir baal chhod diye.
“Itna fight kyun kar rahi hai?” Dara ne poocha.
“Narak mein jaa!” Menaka ne gusse se jawaab diya.
Dara ne shoulders uthaye aur wapas Vimla ki taraf chala gaya. Maid yeh sab dekh rahi thi — uske chehre pe shock aur ek tarah ki jeet ka mix tha. Bitchy memsaab ko humiliate hote dekh ke usko maza aa raha tha.
Dara sofa pe baith gaya aur Vimla ko ishara kiya. Jaise routine ho, nangi maid uthi, uske upar aa gayi aur taangein faila ke baith gayi. Uski patli gaand neeche aayi aur Dara ka lund aasani se uski geeli chut mein chala gaya.
“Ungghhhhh…” Vimla ne lund andar jaate hi gehre se moan kiya.
Menaka, jo ab tak jaan-bujh ke doosri taraf dekh rahi thi, ab dheere se sar ghumaya aur dekhne lagi. Maid ahista-ahista uske lund pe upar-neeche hone lagi.
Dara ne is baar Menaka ko seedha dekha. Uske haath Vimla ki patli kamar pe the, par uski aankhein poori tarah Menaka pe thi.
“Dekh le memsaab…” Dara haanfate hue bola, Vimla ko upar-neeche karte hue. “Kitni patli hai yeh. Haddiyaan nikal rahi hain. Gaand mein kuch nahi. Boobs bhi almost flat. Jab isko chodta hoon toh lagta hai kisi bacchi ko pel raha hoon.”
Usne Vimla ki gaand pe ek thappad maara, par usme wahi force nahi tha jo Menaka ko maarta tha.
“Aur tu… dekh apni body. Itne bade soft boobs, itni moti garam gaand, itni tight chut. Jab tujhe chodta hoon toh haath bhar jaate hain. Tu asli aurat hai. Yeh toh bas ek mareez lagti hai.” Hahaha
Vimla ki harkatein thodi slow pad gayi. Uske chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par woh bol nahi paayi kyunki
Dara ab bhi usko pel raha tha.
Menaka ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi. Gussa dheere-dheere kam ho raha tha. Dara uski body ki itni openly taareef kar raha tha, Vimla ko itna belittle kar raha tha… aur yeh sab uske saamne.
Uske andar ek secret maza aur validation ka ehsaas ug raha tha. Woh chahti thi ki Dara aur bole.
Dara ab bhi Menaka ko hi dekh raha tha, Vimla ke upar se. Uske dhakke tez ho gaye.
“Idhar aa na memsaab… iske saath milke. Teri body ke saamne toh yeh kuch bhi nahi. Main tujhe iske saamne chodunga, taaki yeh dekh le asli memsaab kaise hoti hai.”
Menaka ab fidget kar rahi thi. Taangein cross-uncross kar rahi thi. Chehre se gussa almost nikal chuka tha. Ab wahan curiosity, fascination, aur clearly arousal thi.
Aur yeh baat sirf main hi nahi… Dara bhi saaf dekh raha tha.
“Come on, memsaab, humare saath join kar!” Dara ne apna haath aage badhaya.
“Nahi,” Menaka boli, par uski awaaz mein bilkul conviction nahi thi.
Dara hansaa.
“Tu clearly garam ho rahi hai. Agar join nahi karna chahti toh kam se kam khud ko pleasure de. Yeh le.” Usne apne bagal mein pada blanket uski taraf phenk diya. “Agar sharam aati hai toh isse dhak le.”
Menaka ne ek second socha, phir blanket odh liya. Blanket ke neeche harkatein hone lagi — saaf tha ki usne haath shorts ke andar le liya tha. Thodi der mein uski saansein bhi bhaari hone lagi. Woh saamne purane watchman aur maid ko chodte dekh rahi thi, aur uske dimaag mein apni hi yaadein ghoomne lagi thi.
Jab yeh mujhe aise hi ghodi bana ke pelta hai… jab meri gaand pakad ke itna zor se dhakka maarta hai ki main chillane lagti hoon… jab meri chut ko apni jeebh se chaat-chaat ke paagal kar deta hai…
Uske muh se halki moans nikalne lagi.
Dara aur Vimla har thodi der baad uski taraf dekhte aur muskurate — unhe samajh aa raha tha ki memsaab bhi ab fully involved ho chuki hai. Jaldi hi Menaka ki narmi bhari moans Vimla ki tezz groans aur
Dara ki bhaari grunts ke saath mil gayi.
Lagbhag das minute baad Menaka do chhote lekin clear orgasms le chuki thi, aur ab bhi blanket ke neeche khud se khel rahi thi.
Dara ne Vimla ke neeche se nikal ke usko zameen pe kheench liya. Usne usko ghodi bana diya aur peeche se andar ghusa gaya. Vimla zor se moan kar uthi jab usne dheere-dheere dhakke maarne shuru kiye.
Menaka ke blanket ke neeche ki harkatein aur tez ho gayi. Woh un dono ko floor pe chodte dekh ke phir se jhad gayi.
Kuch minute baad maine notice kiya ki doggy style mein pelte-pelte Dara ahista-ahista Vimla ko aage dhakel raha tha aur khud bhi aage badh raha tha. Jaldi hi Vimla meri biwi se sirf do feet door reh gayi.
Dara ne Vimla ko ishara kiya aur usne blanket ki taraf haath badhaya.
“Yeh fair nahi hai memsaab. Tum hamari sab kuch dekh rahi ho… hum bhi toh dekhein.” Bolte hue usne blanket jhatak diya.
Menaka ne sambhalne ki koshish ki par der ho chuki thi. Ab woh bhi saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne shorts thodi neeche ki hui thi aur right haath panty ke andar tha. Ek second ke liye ruk gayi, par Dara aur Vimla ruke nahi, toh woh bhi wapas apne kaam mein lag gayi. Aage badhne ka silsila jaari raha. Menaka ko pata bhi nahi chala kab Vimla ka chehra uski chut ke bilkul kareeb aa gaya.
Tabhi Menaka ne, saans phooli hui, aankhein adhkhuli, Dara se pooch liya:
“Bata… main aur yeh… hummein itna farak kya hai?”
Dara ne muskurate hue Vimla ki gaand pe zor ka thappad maara aur dhakke tez kar diye. Phir seedha Menaka ko dekhte hue bola:
“Farak? Poora farak hai memsaab. Teri chut itni saaf, gori, bilkul clean shaven. Iske jaise baal-jhaad wali nahi. Teri gaand mein gosht hai, haath mein bhar jaati hai. Iske toh haddiyan nikal rahi hain. Jab tujhe chodta hoon toh lagta hai kisi asli aurat ko pel raha hoon… aur jab isko… toh bas timepass. Teri body dekh ke lund khada hota hai, iski dekh ke bas kaam chalana padta hai.”
Vimla ke chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par Dara ke dhakkon ki wajah se woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Usne ek haath zameen se uthaya aur Menaka ke shorts aur panty ko kheenchne lagi, haanfate hue:
“Please memsaab… dikha do apni chut.”
Menaka ne kapdon ko pakad ke rokne ki koshish ki, par uski aankhein ab Dara pe thi — uske alfaz uske andar ghoom rahe the.
Dara ne aur tezz dhakke maarte hue kaha:
“Ladhna band kar memsaab. Jo ho raha hai hone de.”
Unki aankhein mili. Phir meri biwi ne dheere se sir hilaya.
Menaka ne apni gaand thodi upar uthaayi aur shorts ke saath panty bhi neeche sarka di. Main full hard ho chuka tha dekhte hue — meri biwi ab neeche se bilkul nangi thi, hamare purane watchman aur nayi maid ke saamne.
Dara ne Vimla ki gaand pe ek halka thappad maara aur kaha, “Ispe bhi waisi hi jeebh chala jaise main tujhe chalta hoon.”
Aur thodi der mein maid ki jeebh meri biwi ki clit pe khelne lagi. Menaka ne aankhein band kar li aur zor se moan kar di — matlab Vimla cunnilingus mein bhi utni hi natural thi jitni fellatio mein. Menaka ne taangein fold karke pair sofa pe rakh liye, khud ko poora khol diya. Uski saaf-shaven chut bilkul khuli hui thi. Dara ne woh nazaara dekh ke gehra grunt kiya.
Yeh teen logon ki chain lagbhag paanch minute chali. Menaka kamar se neeche nangi, taangein failaye,
Vimla ki jeebh uski clit pe. Aur Dara peeche se Vimla ko pel raha tha. Unke rang ka contrast bhi interesting tha — Menaka ki milky white skin, Vimla ki dark brown, aur Dara ki olive Gurkha skin.
Main jaanta tha ki kisi bhi waqt uske cellphone pe call karke yeh sab rok sakta hoon. Par saamne ka scene itna riveting tha ki haath nahi badha paaya.
Dara haanfate hue bola, “Zangene dard karne lagi.” Woh uth ke sofa pe baith gaya. Vimla bhi uthi aur phir se uske upar aa gayi. Usne Dara ka lund apni baalon wali chut mein guide kiya aur tezi se upar-neeche hone lagi — pehle se tez.
Menaka ab bhi love-seat pe taangein failaye leti thi, aankhein adhkhuli, nasha sa chhaya hua. Ek minute aise hi padi rahi.
Tabhi Dara ne uski taraf dekha — uski aankhon mein saaf lust thi. Woh Vimla ko pelte hue bhi Menaka ki nangi neeche ki body ko aise dekh raha tha jaise bhookha ho.
Usne Vimla ki patli kamar pakad ke usko aur tez upar-neeche kiya, aur seedha Menaka se bola:
“Dekh differece memsaab. Iske boobs dekh — almost zero. Bilkul flat. Haath mein kuch nahi aata. Gaand mein bhi gosht nahi, sirf haddi. Jab isko chodta hoon toh maza aadha rehta hai. Aur tu… teri woh bhari hui chut, woh soft moti gaand, woh bade boobs jo haath mein bhar jaate hain. Tujhe dekh ke lund itna hard hota hai ki control karna mushkil ho jaata hai. Yeh toh bas kaam chalane ke liye hai… asli maza toh teri body mein hai.”
Har lafz ke saath uski aankhein Menaka pe hi thi — bhookhi, gandi, possessive. Menaka woh lust saaf dekh pa rahi thi. Dara Vimla ko pel raha tha, par uska poora focus, uski hawas, uski taareef — sab uske liye thi.
Aur Vimla ko itna openly belittle karna… usse ek ajeeb sa secret satisfaction mil raha tha.
Vimla ke chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Usne haanfate hue bas itna kaha:
“Idhar aa ke baith jao memsaab… hamare saath.”
Menaka uthi aur thodi si lachakte hue sofa ki taraf gayi. Pahunchte hi Dara ke right side pe bhaari se gir gayi.
Dara ne turant apna right haath badhaaya aur seedha uski clit pe khelna shuru kar diya. Menaka phir se maza se moan karne lagi. Uske thumb se clit dabate hue usne do ungliyaan uski chut mein daal di aur tezi se hilane laga.
Menaka ne sar peeche fenk diya, phir left ghumaya aur Dara ko kiss karne lagi.
Vimla, jo ab bhi uske lund pe baithi hui thi, aage jhuki aur Menaka ke gaal pe kiss ki. Thodi der mein teenon ek dusre ko baari-baari kiss karne lage. Phir Vimla ne left haath se Menaka ke baal pakde aur usko ek lambi, passionate kiss mein kheench liya.
Dara ka haath is beech Menaka ki chut se hata aur uski t-shirt kheenchne laga. Menaka ghutnon ke bal uthi aur t-shirt utaar di. Ab sirf bra mein thi. Woh Dara ki taraf mud gayi aur phir se usko deep kiss karne lagi. Uske neeche se nanga, smooth, creamy gaand itni inviting lag rahi thi.
Vimla, chahe Dara ke lund pe hi sawaar thi, par ruk nahi paayi. Usne haath badhaake memsaab ki bhari hui gaand ko sehlaya aur masla.
“Kya gaand hai yeh… itni gori aur gol!” usne haanfate hue kaha. Par uski awaaz mein taarif ke saath-saath ek gehri jalan bhi thi.
Dara ne haath peeche le jaake Menaka ki chut ko peeche se khelna shuru kar diya. Kabhi uski gaand ko masalta, kabhi thappad maarta. Menaka aise jhuki hui thi ki uski gaand Vimla ki bouncing gaand ke bilkul contrast mein thi — rang mein bhi, size mein bhi. Menaka ki gaand ek 30+ mother wali bhari-puran, soft aur chaudi gaand thi, Vimla ki patli, haddiyaan nikalta hua chhota sa ass bilkul bachpana lag raha tha uske saamne.
Dara ne yeh farak clearly notice kiya. Usne thodi der ke liye dono haath dono ki gaand pe rakh liye — ek Menaka ki soft, bhaari gaand pe, doosra Vimla ki patli gaand pe. Masalta, dabata, thappad maarta raha.
Menaka is poore time Dara aur Vimla ko baari-baari deep kiss karti rahi.
Dono auratein, chahe pehle ek dusre ke saath hone se inkaar karti thi, ab fully into it thi.
Par Vimla ke andar kuch toot raha tha. Woh Dara ko dekh rahi thi — uski aankhein, uske haath, uska poora focus kitna zyada Menaka pe tha. Jab Dara Menaka ki gaand masalta toh uske chehre pe jo lust aata tha, woh Vimla ke saath kabhi nahi aata tha. Yeh dekh ke uska dil baith raha tha. Itni bhari body, itni soft skin, itne bade boobs… uske saamne khud ko bilkul kam mehsoos kar rahi thi.
“Woh bade boobs phir se dikha,” Vimla ne kaha, awaaz mein maza aur dard dono the. Dara ab bhi usko pel raha tha.
Usne Menaka ka bra thoda sarkaya aur ek-ek karke uske bade boobs bahar nikaale. Jaise hi boobs nikalte, Dara ne left wala muh mein leke choosna aur kaatna shuru kar diya, Vimla ne right wale pe focus kiya. Menaka ab almost nangi thi, sirf bra ke straps latak rahe the.
Vimla ke chehre pe ab saaf dil tootne wala expression tha. Woh Dara ki aankhon mein woh pure diwani lust dekh rahi thi jo sirf Menaka ki body dekh ke aati thi. Apni patli body, almost zero boobs aur haddi wali gaand ke saamne memsaab ki yeh bhari, soft, creamy body… usko andar se khaa rahi thi.
“Ab meri taangein dard karne lagi,” Vimla ne aakhir mein kaha aur Dara ki godi se neeche utar gayi. Uska ab bhi hard lund jhatke se hilne laga. Tabhi mujhe realize hua ki woh almost aadhe ghante se Vimla ko pel raha tha… aur abhi tak meri biwi tak baari hi nahi aayi thi.
Vimla ne right haath se uska lund pakda, par uski nazar Menaka ki nangi body pe hi thi — awe aur heartbreak dono se bhari hui. Phir usne haanfate hue kaha:
“Idhar aao memsaab… milke chuste hain isko.”
Menaka us sofa ke bagal wale love-seat pe baith gayi aur dekhne lagi. Saaf tha ki usme bhi ek voyeuristic side hai. Waise bhi in dono ko aise karte dekhna hi toh kuch hafte pehle uske andar ki aag ka spark bana tha.
Vimla zyadatar aankhein band kiye maza le rahi thi. Shayad audience hone ki sharm thi, par Dara ke control mein itni thi ki protest nahi kar paayi. Kabhi-kabhi aankhein kholti aur Menaka ko dekh ti. Aankhein milti, phir dono nazar hata leti. Par time ke saath dono is situation ke aadi hone lagi thi.
“Unnnhhh… unnnhhh!!” Vimla ne nasal awaaz mein moan kiya jab uska orgasm aaya. Maine notice kiya ki maid, shayad Menaka ki wajah se, zyada zor se nahi chillayi. Bohot restrained reaction tha.
Phir Dara utha aur apni pants utaar di. Uska mota, khada lund jhatke se bahar aa gaya.
“Tera number next, memsaab?”
Meri biwi ne bas sir hila diya.
“Arre yaar!” Dara uske paas aaya, lund hilta hua.
Menaka thodi si peeche ko sarak gayi.
“Mujhe mat chhoo!” usne resentful awaaz mein kaha.
“Kam se kam thoda chus le… jaise tu itna pasand karti hai.” Usne uske baal pakad ke uska muh apne lund ki taraf kheenchne ki koshish ki.
Par Menaka ne hoth kas ke band rakhe. Dara ne apne mote lund se uske gaalon pe do-teen baar thappad maare, phir baal chhod diye.
“Itna fight kyun kar rahi hai?” Dara ne poocha.
“Narak mein jaa!” Menaka ne gusse se jawaab diya.
Dara ne shoulders uthaye aur wapas Vimla ki taraf chala gaya. Maid yeh sab dekh rahi thi — uske chehre pe shock aur ek tarah ki jeet ka mix tha. Bitchy memsaab ko humiliate hote dekh ke usko maza aa raha tha.
Dara sofa pe baith gaya aur Vimla ko ishara kiya. Jaise routine ho, nangi maid uthi, uske upar aa gayi aur taangein faila ke baith gayi. Uski patli gaand neeche aayi aur Dara ka lund aasani se uski geeli chut mein chala gaya.
“Ungghhhhh…” Vimla ne lund andar jaate hi gehre se moan kiya.
Menaka, jo ab tak jaan-bujh ke doosri taraf dekh rahi thi, ab dheere se sar ghumaya aur dekhne lagi. Maid ahista-ahista uske lund pe upar-neeche hone lagi.
Dara ne is baar Menaka ko seedha dekha. Uske haath Vimla ki patli kamar pe the, par uski aankhein poori tarah Menaka pe thi.
“Dekh le memsaab…” Dara haanfate hue bola, Vimla ko upar-neeche karte hue. “Kitni patli hai yeh. Haddiyaan nikal rahi hain. Gaand mein kuch nahi. Boobs bhi almost flat. Jab isko chodta hoon toh lagta hai kisi bacchi ko pel raha hoon.”
Usne Vimla ki gaand pe ek thappad maara, par usme wahi force nahi tha jo Menaka ko maarta tha.
“Aur tu… dekh apni body. Itne bade soft boobs, itni moti garam gaand, itni tight chut. Jab tujhe chodta hoon toh haath bhar jaate hain. Tu asli aurat hai. Yeh toh bas ek mareez lagti hai.” Hahaha
Vimla ki harkatein thodi slow pad gayi. Uske chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par woh bol nahi paayi kyunki
Dara ab bhi usko pel raha tha.
Menaka ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak aa gayi. Gussa dheere-dheere kam ho raha tha. Dara uski body ki itni openly taareef kar raha tha, Vimla ko itna belittle kar raha tha… aur yeh sab uske saamne.
Uske andar ek secret maza aur validation ka ehsaas ug raha tha. Woh chahti thi ki Dara aur bole.
Dara ab bhi Menaka ko hi dekh raha tha, Vimla ke upar se. Uske dhakke tez ho gaye.
“Idhar aa na memsaab… iske saath milke. Teri body ke saamne toh yeh kuch bhi nahi. Main tujhe iske saamne chodunga, taaki yeh dekh le asli memsaab kaise hoti hai.”
Menaka ab fidget kar rahi thi. Taangein cross-uncross kar rahi thi. Chehre se gussa almost nikal chuka tha. Ab wahan curiosity, fascination, aur clearly arousal thi.
Aur yeh baat sirf main hi nahi… Dara bhi saaf dekh raha tha.
“Come on, memsaab, humare saath join kar!” Dara ne apna haath aage badhaya.
“Nahi,” Menaka boli, par uski awaaz mein bilkul conviction nahi thi.
Dara hansaa.
“Tu clearly garam ho rahi hai. Agar join nahi karna chahti toh kam se kam khud ko pleasure de. Yeh le.” Usne apne bagal mein pada blanket uski taraf phenk diya. “Agar sharam aati hai toh isse dhak le.”
Menaka ne ek second socha, phir blanket odh liya. Blanket ke neeche harkatein hone lagi — saaf tha ki usne haath shorts ke andar le liya tha. Thodi der mein uski saansein bhi bhaari hone lagi. Woh saamne purane watchman aur maid ko chodte dekh rahi thi, aur uske dimaag mein apni hi yaadein ghoomne lagi thi.
Jab yeh mujhe aise hi ghodi bana ke pelta hai… jab meri gaand pakad ke itna zor se dhakka maarta hai ki main chillane lagti hoon… jab meri chut ko apni jeebh se chaat-chaat ke paagal kar deta hai…
Uske muh se halki moans nikalne lagi.
Dara aur Vimla har thodi der baad uski taraf dekhte aur muskurate — unhe samajh aa raha tha ki memsaab bhi ab fully involved ho chuki hai. Jaldi hi Menaka ki narmi bhari moans Vimla ki tezz groans aur
Dara ki bhaari grunts ke saath mil gayi.
Lagbhag das minute baad Menaka do chhote lekin clear orgasms le chuki thi, aur ab bhi blanket ke neeche khud se khel rahi thi.
Dara ne Vimla ke neeche se nikal ke usko zameen pe kheench liya. Usne usko ghodi bana diya aur peeche se andar ghusa gaya. Vimla zor se moan kar uthi jab usne dheere-dheere dhakke maarne shuru kiye.
Menaka ke blanket ke neeche ki harkatein aur tez ho gayi. Woh un dono ko floor pe chodte dekh ke phir se jhad gayi.
Kuch minute baad maine notice kiya ki doggy style mein pelte-pelte Dara ahista-ahista Vimla ko aage dhakel raha tha aur khud bhi aage badh raha tha. Jaldi hi Vimla meri biwi se sirf do feet door reh gayi.
Dara ne Vimla ko ishara kiya aur usne blanket ki taraf haath badhaya.
“Yeh fair nahi hai memsaab. Tum hamari sab kuch dekh rahi ho… hum bhi toh dekhein.” Bolte hue usne blanket jhatak diya.
Menaka ne sambhalne ki koshish ki par der ho chuki thi. Ab woh bhi saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne shorts thodi neeche ki hui thi aur right haath panty ke andar tha. Ek second ke liye ruk gayi, par Dara aur Vimla ruke nahi, toh woh bhi wapas apne kaam mein lag gayi. Aage badhne ka silsila jaari raha. Menaka ko pata bhi nahi chala kab Vimla ka chehra uski chut ke bilkul kareeb aa gaya.
Tabhi Menaka ne, saans phooli hui, aankhein adhkhuli, Dara se pooch liya:
“Bata… main aur yeh… hummein itna farak kya hai?”
Dara ne muskurate hue Vimla ki gaand pe zor ka thappad maara aur dhakke tez kar diye. Phir seedha Menaka ko dekhte hue bola:
“Farak? Poora farak hai memsaab. Teri chut itni saaf, gori, bilkul clean shaven. Iske jaise baal-jhaad wali nahi. Teri gaand mein gosht hai, haath mein bhar jaati hai. Iske toh haddiyan nikal rahi hain. Jab tujhe chodta hoon toh lagta hai kisi asli aurat ko pel raha hoon… aur jab isko… toh bas timepass. Teri body dekh ke lund khada hota hai, iski dekh ke bas kaam chalana padta hai.”
Vimla ke chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par Dara ke dhakkon ki wajah se woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Usne ek haath zameen se uthaya aur Menaka ke shorts aur panty ko kheenchne lagi, haanfate hue:
“Please memsaab… dikha do apni chut.”
Menaka ne kapdon ko pakad ke rokne ki koshish ki, par uski aankhein ab Dara pe thi — uske alfaz uske andar ghoom rahe the.
Dara ne aur tezz dhakke maarte hue kaha:
“Ladhna band kar memsaab. Jo ho raha hai hone de.”
Unki aankhein mili. Phir meri biwi ne dheere se sir hilaya.
Menaka ne apni gaand thodi upar uthaayi aur shorts ke saath panty bhi neeche sarka di. Main full hard ho chuka tha dekhte hue — meri biwi ab neeche se bilkul nangi thi, hamare purane watchman aur nayi maid ke saamne.
Dara ne Vimla ki gaand pe ek halka thappad maara aur kaha, “Ispe bhi waisi hi jeebh chala jaise main tujhe chalta hoon.”
Aur thodi der mein maid ki jeebh meri biwi ki clit pe khelne lagi. Menaka ne aankhein band kar li aur zor se moan kar di — matlab Vimla cunnilingus mein bhi utni hi natural thi jitni fellatio mein. Menaka ne taangein fold karke pair sofa pe rakh liye, khud ko poora khol diya. Uski saaf-shaven chut bilkul khuli hui thi. Dara ne woh nazaara dekh ke gehra grunt kiya.
Yeh teen logon ki chain lagbhag paanch minute chali. Menaka kamar se neeche nangi, taangein failaye,
Vimla ki jeebh uski clit pe. Aur Dara peeche se Vimla ko pel raha tha. Unke rang ka contrast bhi interesting tha — Menaka ki milky white skin, Vimla ki dark brown, aur Dara ki olive Gurkha skin.
Main jaanta tha ki kisi bhi waqt uske cellphone pe call karke yeh sab rok sakta hoon. Par saamne ka scene itna riveting tha ki haath nahi badha paaya.
Dara haanfate hue bola, “Zangene dard karne lagi.” Woh uth ke sofa pe baith gaya. Vimla bhi uthi aur phir se uske upar aa gayi. Usne Dara ka lund apni baalon wali chut mein guide kiya aur tezi se upar-neeche hone lagi — pehle se tez.
Menaka ab bhi love-seat pe taangein failaye leti thi, aankhein adhkhuli, nasha sa chhaya hua. Ek minute aise hi padi rahi.
Tabhi Dara ne uski taraf dekha — uski aankhon mein saaf lust thi. Woh Vimla ko pelte hue bhi Menaka ki nangi neeche ki body ko aise dekh raha tha jaise bhookha ho.
Usne Vimla ki patli kamar pakad ke usko aur tez upar-neeche kiya, aur seedha Menaka se bola:
“Dekh differece memsaab. Iske boobs dekh — almost zero. Bilkul flat. Haath mein kuch nahi aata. Gaand mein bhi gosht nahi, sirf haddi. Jab isko chodta hoon toh maza aadha rehta hai. Aur tu… teri woh bhari hui chut, woh soft moti gaand, woh bade boobs jo haath mein bhar jaate hain. Tujhe dekh ke lund itna hard hota hai ki control karna mushkil ho jaata hai. Yeh toh bas kaam chalane ke liye hai… asli maza toh teri body mein hai.”
Har lafz ke saath uski aankhein Menaka pe hi thi — bhookhi, gandi, possessive. Menaka woh lust saaf dekh pa rahi thi. Dara Vimla ko pel raha tha, par uska poora focus, uski hawas, uski taareef — sab uske liye thi.
Aur Vimla ko itna openly belittle karna… usse ek ajeeb sa secret satisfaction mil raha tha.
Vimla ke chehre pe humiliation saaf tha, par woh kuch bol nahi paayi. Usne haanfate hue bas itna kaha:
“Idhar aa ke baith jao memsaab… hamare saath.”
Menaka uthi aur thodi si lachakte hue sofa ki taraf gayi. Pahunchte hi Dara ke right side pe bhaari se gir gayi.
Dara ne turant apna right haath badhaaya aur seedha uski clit pe khelna shuru kar diya. Menaka phir se maza se moan karne lagi. Uske thumb se clit dabate hue usne do ungliyaan uski chut mein daal di aur tezi se hilane laga.
Menaka ne sar peeche fenk diya, phir left ghumaya aur Dara ko kiss karne lagi.
Vimla, jo ab bhi uske lund pe baithi hui thi, aage jhuki aur Menaka ke gaal pe kiss ki. Thodi der mein teenon ek dusre ko baari-baari kiss karne lage. Phir Vimla ne left haath se Menaka ke baal pakde aur usko ek lambi, passionate kiss mein kheench liya.
Dara ka haath is beech Menaka ki chut se hata aur uski t-shirt kheenchne laga. Menaka ghutnon ke bal uthi aur t-shirt utaar di. Ab sirf bra mein thi. Woh Dara ki taraf mud gayi aur phir se usko deep kiss karne lagi. Uske neeche se nanga, smooth, creamy gaand itni inviting lag rahi thi.
Vimla, chahe Dara ke lund pe hi sawaar thi, par ruk nahi paayi. Usne haath badhaake memsaab ki bhari hui gaand ko sehlaya aur masla.
“Kya gaand hai yeh… itni gori aur gol!” usne haanfate hue kaha. Par uski awaaz mein taarif ke saath-saath ek gehri jalan bhi thi.
Dara ne haath peeche le jaake Menaka ki chut ko peeche se khelna shuru kar diya. Kabhi uski gaand ko masalta, kabhi thappad maarta. Menaka aise jhuki hui thi ki uski gaand Vimla ki bouncing gaand ke bilkul contrast mein thi — rang mein bhi, size mein bhi. Menaka ki gaand ek 30+ mother wali bhari-puran, soft aur chaudi gaand thi, Vimla ki patli, haddiyaan nikalta hua chhota sa ass bilkul bachpana lag raha tha uske saamne.
Dara ne yeh farak clearly notice kiya. Usne thodi der ke liye dono haath dono ki gaand pe rakh liye — ek Menaka ki soft, bhaari gaand pe, doosra Vimla ki patli gaand pe. Masalta, dabata, thappad maarta raha.
Menaka is poore time Dara aur Vimla ko baari-baari deep kiss karti rahi.
Dono auratein, chahe pehle ek dusre ke saath hone se inkaar karti thi, ab fully into it thi.
Par Vimla ke andar kuch toot raha tha. Woh Dara ko dekh rahi thi — uski aankhein, uske haath, uska poora focus kitna zyada Menaka pe tha. Jab Dara Menaka ki gaand masalta toh uske chehre pe jo lust aata tha, woh Vimla ke saath kabhi nahi aata tha. Yeh dekh ke uska dil baith raha tha. Itni bhari body, itni soft skin, itne bade boobs… uske saamne khud ko bilkul kam mehsoos kar rahi thi.
“Woh bade boobs phir se dikha,” Vimla ne kaha, awaaz mein maza aur dard dono the. Dara ab bhi usko pel raha tha.
Usne Menaka ka bra thoda sarkaya aur ek-ek karke uske bade boobs bahar nikaale. Jaise hi boobs nikalte, Dara ne left wala muh mein leke choosna aur kaatna shuru kar diya, Vimla ne right wale pe focus kiya. Menaka ab almost nangi thi, sirf bra ke straps latak rahe the.
Vimla ke chehre pe ab saaf dil tootne wala expression tha. Woh Dara ki aankhon mein woh pure diwani lust dekh rahi thi jo sirf Menaka ki body dekh ke aati thi. Apni patli body, almost zero boobs aur haddi wali gaand ke saamne memsaab ki yeh bhari, soft, creamy body… usko andar se khaa rahi thi.
“Ab meri taangein dard karne lagi,” Vimla ne aakhir mein kaha aur Dara ki godi se neeche utar gayi. Uska ab bhi hard lund jhatke se hilne laga. Tabhi mujhe realize hua ki woh almost aadhe ghante se Vimla ko pel raha tha… aur abhi tak meri biwi tak baari hi nahi aayi thi.
Vimla ne right haath se uska lund pakda, par uski nazar Menaka ki nangi body pe hi thi — awe aur heartbreak dono se bhari hui. Phir usne haanfate hue kaha:
“Idhar aao memsaab… milke chuste hain isko.”
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