22-08-2026, 08:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 22-08-2026, 08:49 PM by ShadowRising321. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Main thoda surprised tha jab Menaka ne obediently sofa se utar ke Dara ki taangon ke beech Vimla ke saath baith gaya. Haan, woh pehle se action mein part le rahi thi, par ek watchman ko maid ke saath milke blowjob dena uske comfort zone se bahar lagta tha. Lekin clearly nahi tha!
Menaka ne kareeb se us lund ko dekha — uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si morbid fascination thi, chahe woh pehle bhi chus chuki thi. Lund choda aur mota tha, aas-paas bhoore-sufeid baalon ka jhaad. Balls bhi kaafi bade the, almost santron jitne.
Vimla ne munh pura khola aur lund andar le liya. Mushkil se aadha hi gaya. Usne dhai-teen derjan baar upar-neeche kiya, aankhein Menaka se mili hui.
Phir usne lund munh se nikaala aur Menaka ki taraf jhukaya. Menaka ne thoda hesitate karte hue munh khola aur uspe laga diya. Ek inch bhi mushkil se gaya hoga ki woh gag kar ke khaansne lagi aur nikaal diya.
“Theek hai memsaab,” Vimla ne uske baal sehlate hue kaha. “Thoda time lagta hai aadat padne mein, tumhe pata hi hai.”
Vimla ne phir se lund munh mein liya aur ek minute tak chusa. Phir dobara Menaka ki taraf kiya. Is baar
Menaka ne munh jitna khol sakti thi khola aur neeche kiya. Vimla ne left haath se uska sar pakad ke daba diya. Menaka khaansne aur peeche hatne lagi, par Vimla ne sar dabaye rakha.
“Aise hi ruko memsaab. Aadat daalo. Jeebh ghumao ispe… haan, aise hi.”
Dara sofa pe baitha tha, dono baahen backrest pe failayi hui, chehre pe bilkul content expression. Budhe ke sabse wild dreams sach ho rahe the — ek memsaab aur ek maid, dono usse kayi dasak chhoti, uske lund pe.
Vimla ne sar chhoda toh Menaka ne turant lund nikaala aur do-teen baar khaansa. Kuch pubic hair bhi thook diye. Aankhein pani se bhar aayi thi. Maine socha ab kaafi ho gaya hoga, par phir jo hua usne surprise kar diya.
Bina Vimla ke kuch kahe, Menaka ne khud se phir se lund munh mein le liya. Is baar do-teen inch aur andar chala gaya. Phir usne khud hi sar upar-neeche karna shuru kar diya — jitna le sakti thi utna. Jab lund gale se takrata toh uske munh se dabi hui gagging awaazein nikalti. Vimla jitna nahi le pa rahi thi, par meri expectation se kaafi zyada le rahi thi.
Is baar ek pure minute tak usne gande, geele tareeke se chusa — thook uske hothon se tapak raha tha, awaazein bilkul sloppy aur wet thi. Phir nikaala.
“Bahut badhiya memsaab!” Vimla ne proud parent jaisi awaaz mein kaha aur uski peeth sehlayi. Phir khud lund munh mein leke chusne lagi.
Kya scene tha. Dara sofa pe relaxed. Aur uski faili taangon ke beech floor pe do auratein ghutnon ke bal — uski shaadi-shuda maid aur uski shaadi-shuda memsaab. Phir se unki body ka contrast saaf tha. Vimla ki gaand chhoti aur tight, Menaka ki bhaari, gol aur voluptuous.
Dono ne aage ke paanch minute baari-baari se us mote lund ko chusa. Vimla Menaka ko encourage karti rahi, aur Menaka ka enthusiasm saaf badhta ja raha tha. Ab woh khud hi zyada geela, zyada ganda kar rahi thi — thook dil se lagaati, jeebh ghumati, kabhi topa choosti toh kabhi neeche tak jaati.
Phir Vimla ne usko balls ki taraf ishara kiya. Menaka ne bina kisi hesitation ke Dara ke bade-bade balls munh mein liye aur choosne lagi — ek ek karke, jeebh se chaat-chaat ke, kabhi dono ko ek saath daba ke.
Vimla yeh dekh ke genuinely shocked reh gayi. High-class memsaab itni bhookh se, itni gandagi se uske aadmi ke balls chaat rahi thi… uske chehre pe yakeen na karne wala expression aa gaya.
Dono milke lund aur balls pe kaam kar rahi thi ki achanak Dara ne gehra grunt kiya, dono ke baal pakad ke unke sar peeche kheench liye. Vimla hansne lagi, Menaka confuse si dekhne lagi.
“Matlab woh jhadne wala tha,” Vimla ne samjhaya. “Par isko lamba chalana pasand hai.”
Menaka ke hoth ab bhi thook se geele the, aankhein nasha bharee. Woh ab fully into it thi.
Dara ab bhi dono ke baal pakde hue tha. Woh sofa se utha aur unhe bhi upar kheench liya. Phir ghooma, dono auraton ko bhi apne saath ghumate hue. Left haath se usne Vimla ko rough tarike se sofa pe litak diya, munh upar ki taraf.
Vimla turant thodi neeche sarak gayi taaki uski gaand seat ke edge pe aa jaaye.
Phir Dara ne Menaka ko ghumaya, jhuka, aur usko ek gehra, bhookha kiss diya. Menaka ne apne haath uski baalon wali peeth pe lapet liye aur utni hi passion se kiss wapas ki. Unki jeebhein ek dusre ke munh mein khel rahi thi.
Dara ka hard lund Menaka ke smooth, flat pet pe takra raha tha. Vimla sofa pe taangein failaye leti hui unhe kiss karte dekh rahi thi, chehre pe abhi bhi smile thi.
Aakhir mein Dara ko dhyaan aaya ki Menaka ke body pe ab bhi ek kapda baaki hai — uska bra, jisse uske boobs bahar nikal rahe the. Usne hook khol ke bra floor pe phenk diya. Phir usne meri biwi ko ahista se peeche dhakela jab tak woh Vimla ke upar let nahi gayi.
Usne Menaka ko thoda upar sarkaya taaki uska sar Vimla ke kandhe ke upar ho aur woh dono ke chehre dekh sake. Menaka ki taangein Vimla ki taangon ke dono taraf gir gayi, aur uski gaand Vimla ki chut se kuch inch upar thi.
“Kitni bhaari ho tum memsaab,” Vimla ne grunt kiya, phir apne haath aage badhaake meri biwi ke boobs masalne lagi.
Dara ne is beech ghutne tek liye aur ek hi smooth motion mein apna mota lund Vimla ki chut mein daal diya. Vimla maza se digi aur Menaka ke boobs itne zor se dabaaye ki woh chillla uthi.
Dara dheere-dheere pelne laga, jisse meri biwi Vimla ke body pe upar-neeche sarakne lagi. Do tarah ki thap-thap awaazein aa rahi thi — ek Dara ki taangon ke Vimla se takrane ki, doosri meri biwi ki taangon ke
Dara ke pet se takrane ki. Yeh chudai kuch minute chali, phir Dara phir se khada ho gaya.
Uske chehre pe ek bhookhi, laalchi si muskurahat thi — bilkul us bank robber jaisi jo khuli vault dekh raha ho. Usne realize kar liya tha, aur maine bhi, ki jo scene woh saalon se sochta aa raha tha, woh aakhir aa hi gaya. Ek threesome… aur usme bhi ek ameer, khoobsurat, jawaan memsaab.
Dara ne right haath se Menaka ki taangein failayi. Woh dheere-dheere khul gayi. Phir woh jhuka jab tak uska chehra Menaka ke bilkul upar nahi aa gaya, uska seena uske boobs se ragad kha raha tha. Usne hips thodi aage badhayi… jab tak uske lund ka topa Menaka ki chut ke entrance se nahi takraya.
Dara aur Menaka ek dusre ko serious nazar se dekh rahe the. Dara ne apna lund bas uski chut ke hothon pe rakha hua tha, dheere-dheere ragad raha tha. Woh wait kar raha tha ki pehla move Menaka kare.
Aakhir mein meri biwi ki gaand neeche ki taraf sarki… aur uska lund pehli rukawat paar kar gaya. Ab Dara ne mazbooti se aage dhakka maara.
“Oh my god…!” Menaka ki aankhein peeche ko roll ho gayi aur usne tezz saans li. Abhi sirf ek inch andar tha, par uske lund ki motai uski andar ki deewaron ko test kar rahi thi.
“Theek hai memsaab… theek hai,” Vimla ne neeche se awaaz di. Usne Menaka ke baal sehlaye.
Par Dara ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne ek aur gehra dhakka maara. Do inch… teesra… Menaka ki chut zor se fail rahi thi. Uske munh se ek lambi, kaanpti hui awaaz nikal gayi.
“Ahhh… Dara… dheere… bohot mota hai…”
Dara ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya, par dhakka nahi rokha. Usne dono haath se Menaka ki taangein aur failayi aur dheere-dheere, lekin rok-rok ke, apna poora lund andar tak ghusaana shuru kar diya. Har inch ke saath Menaka ki saans rukti, uske nakhun Dara ki peeth mein gaad jaate, aur uski chut ek gehli, tight awaaz ke saath usko andar leti.
Vimla neeche se sab feel kar rahi thi — Menaka ka bhaari body uske upar, uski chut ka tapakna, aur Dara ke dhakkon ka pressure. Par uski aankhein ab shock se phailti ja rahi thi. Dara ne usko kabhi itne intense, itne bhookhe tareeke se nahi choda tha. Yeh alag tha. Yeh deewangi thi.
Jab aakhir mein Dara ka poora lund Menaka ke andar chala gaya, toh dono ek second ke liye ruk gaye. Menaka ki aankhein pani se bhar aayi thi. Uski chut Dara ke mote lund ko itni zor se jakde hue thi ki uske pet pe tension dikh raha tha.
“Dekha… poora chala gaya,” Dara ne haanfate hue kaha. Uske alfaz mein pure malikana swag tha. “Teri chut ab bhi itni tight hai jaise pehli baar chod raha hoon.”
Phir usne pelna shuru kiya.
Pehle dheere… lambi-lambi strokes. Baahar nikalta jab tak sirf topa reh jaata, phir ek hi gehre dhakke mein poora andar. Menaka har dhakke pe digti. Uski awaaz ab control mein nahi thi — kabhi gehli moan, kabhi tezz saans, kabhi “ahh… ahh… ahh” ki continuous ladi.
Dara ne speed badha di. Ab thap-thap-thap ki awaaz poore living room mein gunj rahi thi. Uske balls Menaka ki gaand se takra rahe the. Usne uske dono boobs pakad liye aur zor-zor se masalne laga, nipples ko ungliyon se press karte hue.
“Bol… kiski chut hai yeh?” Dara ne dhakke ke saath poocha.
“Teri… teri hai…” Menaka ne toot-ti hui awaaz mein jawaab diya.
Vimla neeche se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Uske chehre se smile ab poori tarah gaayab ho chuki thi. Shock, jalan, aur ek tarah ki bhaybheet si hairani thi uski aankhon mein. Dara ki yeh intensity, yeh bhookh, yeh tareeka… yeh uske liye naya tha. Woh dekh rahi thi kaise Dara Menaka ko tod raha tha — bilkul aise jaise koi bhukha aadmi saalon se rukke hue khane par toot pade.
Dara ne Menaka ki ek taang utha ke apne kandhe pe rakh li. Ab angle aur gehra ho gaya. Har dhakka seedha uski deep jagah pe ja raha tha. Menaka ab lagatar dig rahi thi. Uski chut se gehli-gehli awaazein aa rahi thi, ras Dara ke lund pe chipak ke uski balls tak ja raha tha.
“Ahhh… Dara… main… main aa rahi hoon…” Menaka ne almost roote hue kaha.
Dara ne speed aur badha di. “Jhad… mere lund pe jhad… dikha isse kaise jhadti hai meri memsaab.”
Menaka ka body akad gaya.
Usne Dara ki peeth pe nakhun gaad diye aur ek lambi, dabak-ti hui cheekh ke saath jhad gayi. Uski chut ne Dara ke lund ko itne zor se press kiya ki Dara bhi thrak utha, par usne rukna nahi.
Usne pelna jaari rakha — ab aur tez, aur gehra, jaise Menaka ke orgasm ke baad bhi usko todna chahta ho. Vimla neeche se bilkul shocked thi. Usne kabhi nahi dekha tha Dara ko itne paagal, itne intense mode mein. Yeh sirf chudai nahi thi. Yeh ek tarah ka daawa tha — Menaka pe, uski body pe, uski chut pe.
Dara haanfate hue Menaka ke kaan ke paas aaya aur dheeme se bola, jo sirf usi ko sunai diya:
“Ab tu poori tarah meri hai… iske saamne… sabke saamne.”
Aur phir usne dhakke aur tez kar diye.
“Oh my god…!” Menaka ki aankhein peeche ki taraf roll ho gayi aur usne ek tezz, kaanpti hui saans li. Abhi sirf ek inch andar tha, lekin Dara ke lund ki motai uski chut ki deewaron ko jo zor se daba rahi thi, woh saaf dikh raha tha.
“Theek hai memsaab… theek hai,” Vimla ne neeche se gehli awaaz mein kaha. Usne Menaka ke baal dheere-dheere sehlaye.
Dara ne apna lund bahar nikaala… phir dheere se dobara dhakka maara. Is baar ek aur inch andar chala gaya.
“UNNNGGGGGGHHH…!” Menaka ne gehra, daba hua groan kiya. Usne apne haath Dara ki baalon wali peeth pe lapet liye aur nakhun itne zor se gaad diye ki Dara ki peeth pe laal nishaan pad gaye aur woh wince kar gaya.
Shayad us dard ne usko aur uttejit kar diya. Teesra dhakka pehle se kaafi zyada forceful tha. Usne lund nikala aur ek second se bhi kam time mein phir se zor se andar thok diya. Ab almost chaar inch andar the.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH…!” Menaka ne apni peeth kamaan ki tarah tedhi kar li. Uski gaand neeche Vimla ke pet mein dhas gayi.
“Aage aur better hoga memsaab,” Vimla ne usko neeche kheenchte hue kaha.
Menaka bhaari saansein lete hue Dara ki aankhon mein dekhne lagi. Dara uske andar poora lund daal ke ek second ke liye ruk gaya tha. Usne Menaka ke hothon pe ek gehra, gehra kiss kiya… phir lund bahar nikaala aur is baar bohot ahista se dobara daala. Menaka ne is baar sirf apni hips adjust ki. Na cheekhi, na grunt kiya.
Bas ek narmi bhari moan nikal gayi.
Dara ne wahi stroke dobara kiya — is baar bhi aur andar nahi gaya. Ek aur moan, ab saaf taur pe maza wali. Phir ek aur stroke… ek aur moan. Stroke… moan… stroke… moan… stroke… moan.
Menaka ka pehle se tana hua shareer dheere-dheere dhila hone laga. Uski chut uski motai aur uski raftaar ke aadi hone lagi thi. Usne uske saath pehle sirf ek raat guzaari thi, isliye abhi bhi uski chut poori tarah se aadi nahi hui thi. Woh peeche ko let gayi, aankhein band kar li, aur bas us nasha si sensation ko mehsoos karti rahi jo uski chut se poore body mein fail rahi thi.
Ek minute baad Dara ne speed thodi badha di. Menaka ko pasand aaya. Agle do-teen minute mein usne dheere-dheere apna aur lund andar tak daal diya. Ab Menaka ki chut bina kisi badi takleef ke usko adjust kar rahi thi.
“Ab kaisa feel ho raha hai memsaab?” Vimla ne neeche se poocha.
Menaka ne sirf haanfate hue sir hilaya.
“Kitni tight hai yeh?” Vimla ne Dara se poocha.
Dara ne sir hilaya. Uske chehre pe ab pure janwar wala expression aa chuka tha.
“AB ISKO POORA DE!” Vimla ne zor se kaha.
Dara ne achanak speed teen guna kar di. Menaka ke munh se ek bilkul unladylike, gehli, lambi groan nikal gayi. Usne sar peeche fenk diya.
“Zyada tez ho gaya kya memsaab?” Vimla ne poocha.
“NAHI… NAHI… NAHI…!” Menaka ne bilkul dhakkon ke rhythm mein cheekhte hue kaha. “MAZA AA RAHA HAI… BOHOT MAZA AA RAHA HAI… AHHHH…!”
Yeh pehla mauka tha jab Menaka ne Vimla ki ab tak ki kayi baaton ka seedha aur clear jawaab diya tha.
“Maine kaha tha na… bohot maza aayega.”
“HAAAAN… AUR TEZ! AUR TEZ! AUR TEZ!” Menaka ab khud maangne lagi. Dara ne uski baat maan li. Ab woh itni tezi se pel raha tha ki uski baalon wali gaand bas ek dhinga-dhingi si dikh rahi thi. Thap-thap-thap-thap ki awaaz continuous gunj rahi thi.
“OH FAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK…!” Menaka ekdum se digi. Uska poora shareer kaanpne laga. Orgasm ne usko aise liya jaise bijli. Usne Dara ko gardan se pakad liya aur agle aadhe minute tak uske munh se aisi-aisi awaazein nikalte rahi jinko likhna mushkil hai. Dara ne uske jhadte waqt bhi pelna band nahi kiya.
“Uhmmmmmmm…!” Dara bhi gehra grunt kar utha.
Woh teeno ka joda ab ek saath kaanp raha tha. Do orgasm ek saath aa rahe the — Menaka ka aur Dara ka.
Vimla neeche dabi hui thi, uske upar do shareeron ka wazan aur itni tezz harkatein… shayad uski ridd ki haddi bhi dard kar rahi hogi. Orgasm itni der chala ki time ruk sa gaya. Phir dheere-dheere utra.
Dara pehle ruka. Usne apna lund bahar nikaala. Uske saath meri biwi ki chut se garam cum ki ek moti dhaar bahar nikal ke Vimla ke pet pe girne lagi. Dara peeche ki taraf thrak-thrak ke love-seat pe gira, bilkul thak ke.
Menaka ab bhi halka-halka kaanp rahi thi. Woh Vimla ke upar se hat ke sofa pe lipat gayi, apne aap ko samette hue. Vimla uske peeche aa gayi, usko spoon kiya, uske kandhe sehlate hue aur uski gardan pe dheeme-dheeme kiss karti hui.
Living room mein ab sirf bhaari saansein aur halki kampirahit si khamoshi thi. Menaka ki chut ab bhi dhak-dhak kar rahi thi, uske andar ka khali pan Dara ke lund ki yaad dila raha tha. Woh poori tarah toot chuki thi… aur uske chehre pe us tootte hue sukoon ka nasha saaf dikh raha tha.
Main phir se hairaan tha ki yeh scene kitna unimaginably ganda aur perverted lag raha tha. Dara love-seat pe faila hua tha, uska lund ab normal size mein aa chuka tha. Meri biwi, uske bade-bade boobs sofa pe bikhre hue, chhoti si maid ki baahon mein lipati hui. Teenon nange. Mera lund phir se full hard ho chuka tha.
Paanch minute baad Menaka uthi. Uske pair ab bhi pakke nahi the. Woh thodi si terhi-terhi, bow-legged chalte hue bathroom ki taraf badhi. Raaste mein usne table se apna phone uthaya.
Dara ki aankhein turant uski taraf chali gayi.
Menaka jaise-jaise door ja rahi thi, uski badi, soft, abhi-abhi chudi hui gaand left-right hil rahi thi. Thappad ke laal nishaan ab bhi saaf dikh rahe the. Har kadam pe uski gaand ka gosht lachak raha tha. Dara usse dekhte hi reh gaya.
Uske pure shareer se paseena tapak raha tha — maathe se, seene se, pet se. Do auraton ko lagatar ek ghante se kam time mein pelne ke baad woh bilkul suar ki tarah paseene se lath-path tha. Baal chipke hue, saansein ab bhi bhaari.
Par uska lund… jo abhi thodi der pehle normal hua tha… phir se hilne laga.
Dara ne apna haath neeche le jaake usko pakad liya aur dheere-dheere hilana shuru kar diya. Uski aankhein ab bhi Menaka ki jaati hui gaand pe hi thi. Woh openly apne lund ko stroke kar raha tha, jaise abhi abhi do-do auraton ko chodne ke baad bhi uski bhookh nahi miti ho.
Kitchen se nikalti hui Vimla ne yeh nazaara dekh liya.
Uske kadam ruk gaye.
Chehre pe pure shock ka expression aa gaya.
Abhi abhi tak yeh aadmi uske andar tha, uske upar tha, usko pel raha tha… aur ab woh usi memsaab ki gaand dekh-dekh ke apna lund hila raha tha. Itni jaldi, itni openly. Uske chehre pe saaf likha tha — yeh ab bhi santusht nahi hai.
Ab bhi uski bhookh baaki hai. Aur woh bhookh Vimla ke liye nahi… us memsaab ke liye hai jiski badi gaand ab uske nazar ke saamne se ja rahi thi.
Menaka bathroom ke corner mein gayab ho gayi.
Dara ne ek aakhri baar uski gaand ki direction mein dekhte hue apne lund ko zor se pakda, phir haath chhoda. Paseene se lath-path, haanfata hua, woh ab bhi sofa pe faila tha… aur uski aankhon mein ab bhi wohi bhookhi agni baaki thi.
Menaka ne kareeb se us lund ko dekha — uske chehre pe ek ajeeb si morbid fascination thi, chahe woh pehle bhi chus chuki thi. Lund choda aur mota tha, aas-paas bhoore-sufeid baalon ka jhaad. Balls bhi kaafi bade the, almost santron jitne.
Vimla ne munh pura khola aur lund andar le liya. Mushkil se aadha hi gaya. Usne dhai-teen derjan baar upar-neeche kiya, aankhein Menaka se mili hui.
Phir usne lund munh se nikaala aur Menaka ki taraf jhukaya. Menaka ne thoda hesitate karte hue munh khola aur uspe laga diya. Ek inch bhi mushkil se gaya hoga ki woh gag kar ke khaansne lagi aur nikaal diya.
“Theek hai memsaab,” Vimla ne uske baal sehlate hue kaha. “Thoda time lagta hai aadat padne mein, tumhe pata hi hai.”
Vimla ne phir se lund munh mein liya aur ek minute tak chusa. Phir dobara Menaka ki taraf kiya. Is baar
Menaka ne munh jitna khol sakti thi khola aur neeche kiya. Vimla ne left haath se uska sar pakad ke daba diya. Menaka khaansne aur peeche hatne lagi, par Vimla ne sar dabaye rakha.
“Aise hi ruko memsaab. Aadat daalo. Jeebh ghumao ispe… haan, aise hi.”
Dara sofa pe baitha tha, dono baahen backrest pe failayi hui, chehre pe bilkul content expression. Budhe ke sabse wild dreams sach ho rahe the — ek memsaab aur ek maid, dono usse kayi dasak chhoti, uske lund pe.
Vimla ne sar chhoda toh Menaka ne turant lund nikaala aur do-teen baar khaansa. Kuch pubic hair bhi thook diye. Aankhein pani se bhar aayi thi. Maine socha ab kaafi ho gaya hoga, par phir jo hua usne surprise kar diya.
Bina Vimla ke kuch kahe, Menaka ne khud se phir se lund munh mein le liya. Is baar do-teen inch aur andar chala gaya. Phir usne khud hi sar upar-neeche karna shuru kar diya — jitna le sakti thi utna. Jab lund gale se takrata toh uske munh se dabi hui gagging awaazein nikalti. Vimla jitna nahi le pa rahi thi, par meri expectation se kaafi zyada le rahi thi.
Is baar ek pure minute tak usne gande, geele tareeke se chusa — thook uske hothon se tapak raha tha, awaazein bilkul sloppy aur wet thi. Phir nikaala.
“Bahut badhiya memsaab!” Vimla ne proud parent jaisi awaaz mein kaha aur uski peeth sehlayi. Phir khud lund munh mein leke chusne lagi.
Kya scene tha. Dara sofa pe relaxed. Aur uski faili taangon ke beech floor pe do auratein ghutnon ke bal — uski shaadi-shuda maid aur uski shaadi-shuda memsaab. Phir se unki body ka contrast saaf tha. Vimla ki gaand chhoti aur tight, Menaka ki bhaari, gol aur voluptuous.
Dono ne aage ke paanch minute baari-baari se us mote lund ko chusa. Vimla Menaka ko encourage karti rahi, aur Menaka ka enthusiasm saaf badhta ja raha tha. Ab woh khud hi zyada geela, zyada ganda kar rahi thi — thook dil se lagaati, jeebh ghumati, kabhi topa choosti toh kabhi neeche tak jaati.
Phir Vimla ne usko balls ki taraf ishara kiya. Menaka ne bina kisi hesitation ke Dara ke bade-bade balls munh mein liye aur choosne lagi — ek ek karke, jeebh se chaat-chaat ke, kabhi dono ko ek saath daba ke.
Vimla yeh dekh ke genuinely shocked reh gayi. High-class memsaab itni bhookh se, itni gandagi se uske aadmi ke balls chaat rahi thi… uske chehre pe yakeen na karne wala expression aa gaya.
Dono milke lund aur balls pe kaam kar rahi thi ki achanak Dara ne gehra grunt kiya, dono ke baal pakad ke unke sar peeche kheench liye. Vimla hansne lagi, Menaka confuse si dekhne lagi.
“Matlab woh jhadne wala tha,” Vimla ne samjhaya. “Par isko lamba chalana pasand hai.”
Menaka ke hoth ab bhi thook se geele the, aankhein nasha bharee. Woh ab fully into it thi.
Dara ab bhi dono ke baal pakde hue tha. Woh sofa se utha aur unhe bhi upar kheench liya. Phir ghooma, dono auraton ko bhi apne saath ghumate hue. Left haath se usne Vimla ko rough tarike se sofa pe litak diya, munh upar ki taraf.
Vimla turant thodi neeche sarak gayi taaki uski gaand seat ke edge pe aa jaaye.
Phir Dara ne Menaka ko ghumaya, jhuka, aur usko ek gehra, bhookha kiss diya. Menaka ne apne haath uski baalon wali peeth pe lapet liye aur utni hi passion se kiss wapas ki. Unki jeebhein ek dusre ke munh mein khel rahi thi.
Dara ka hard lund Menaka ke smooth, flat pet pe takra raha tha. Vimla sofa pe taangein failaye leti hui unhe kiss karte dekh rahi thi, chehre pe abhi bhi smile thi.
Aakhir mein Dara ko dhyaan aaya ki Menaka ke body pe ab bhi ek kapda baaki hai — uska bra, jisse uske boobs bahar nikal rahe the. Usne hook khol ke bra floor pe phenk diya. Phir usne meri biwi ko ahista se peeche dhakela jab tak woh Vimla ke upar let nahi gayi.
Usne Menaka ko thoda upar sarkaya taaki uska sar Vimla ke kandhe ke upar ho aur woh dono ke chehre dekh sake. Menaka ki taangein Vimla ki taangon ke dono taraf gir gayi, aur uski gaand Vimla ki chut se kuch inch upar thi.
“Kitni bhaari ho tum memsaab,” Vimla ne grunt kiya, phir apne haath aage badhaake meri biwi ke boobs masalne lagi.
Dara ne is beech ghutne tek liye aur ek hi smooth motion mein apna mota lund Vimla ki chut mein daal diya. Vimla maza se digi aur Menaka ke boobs itne zor se dabaaye ki woh chillla uthi.
Dara dheere-dheere pelne laga, jisse meri biwi Vimla ke body pe upar-neeche sarakne lagi. Do tarah ki thap-thap awaazein aa rahi thi — ek Dara ki taangon ke Vimla se takrane ki, doosri meri biwi ki taangon ke
Dara ke pet se takrane ki. Yeh chudai kuch minute chali, phir Dara phir se khada ho gaya.
Uske chehre pe ek bhookhi, laalchi si muskurahat thi — bilkul us bank robber jaisi jo khuli vault dekh raha ho. Usne realize kar liya tha, aur maine bhi, ki jo scene woh saalon se sochta aa raha tha, woh aakhir aa hi gaya. Ek threesome… aur usme bhi ek ameer, khoobsurat, jawaan memsaab.
Dara ne right haath se Menaka ki taangein failayi. Woh dheere-dheere khul gayi. Phir woh jhuka jab tak uska chehra Menaka ke bilkul upar nahi aa gaya, uska seena uske boobs se ragad kha raha tha. Usne hips thodi aage badhayi… jab tak uske lund ka topa Menaka ki chut ke entrance se nahi takraya.
Dara aur Menaka ek dusre ko serious nazar se dekh rahe the. Dara ne apna lund bas uski chut ke hothon pe rakha hua tha, dheere-dheere ragad raha tha. Woh wait kar raha tha ki pehla move Menaka kare.
Aakhir mein meri biwi ki gaand neeche ki taraf sarki… aur uska lund pehli rukawat paar kar gaya. Ab Dara ne mazbooti se aage dhakka maara.
“Oh my god…!” Menaka ki aankhein peeche ko roll ho gayi aur usne tezz saans li. Abhi sirf ek inch andar tha, par uske lund ki motai uski andar ki deewaron ko test kar rahi thi.
“Theek hai memsaab… theek hai,” Vimla ne neeche se awaaz di. Usne Menaka ke baal sehlaye.
Par Dara ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne ek aur gehra dhakka maara. Do inch… teesra… Menaka ki chut zor se fail rahi thi. Uske munh se ek lambi, kaanpti hui awaaz nikal gayi.
“Ahhh… Dara… dheere… bohot mota hai…”
Dara ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya, par dhakka nahi rokha. Usne dono haath se Menaka ki taangein aur failayi aur dheere-dheere, lekin rok-rok ke, apna poora lund andar tak ghusaana shuru kar diya. Har inch ke saath Menaka ki saans rukti, uske nakhun Dara ki peeth mein gaad jaate, aur uski chut ek gehli, tight awaaz ke saath usko andar leti.
Vimla neeche se sab feel kar rahi thi — Menaka ka bhaari body uske upar, uski chut ka tapakna, aur Dara ke dhakkon ka pressure. Par uski aankhein ab shock se phailti ja rahi thi. Dara ne usko kabhi itne intense, itne bhookhe tareeke se nahi choda tha. Yeh alag tha. Yeh deewangi thi.
Jab aakhir mein Dara ka poora lund Menaka ke andar chala gaya, toh dono ek second ke liye ruk gaye. Menaka ki aankhein pani se bhar aayi thi. Uski chut Dara ke mote lund ko itni zor se jakde hue thi ki uske pet pe tension dikh raha tha.
“Dekha… poora chala gaya,” Dara ne haanfate hue kaha. Uske alfaz mein pure malikana swag tha. “Teri chut ab bhi itni tight hai jaise pehli baar chod raha hoon.”
Phir usne pelna shuru kiya.
Pehle dheere… lambi-lambi strokes. Baahar nikalta jab tak sirf topa reh jaata, phir ek hi gehre dhakke mein poora andar. Menaka har dhakke pe digti. Uski awaaz ab control mein nahi thi — kabhi gehli moan, kabhi tezz saans, kabhi “ahh… ahh… ahh” ki continuous ladi.
Dara ne speed badha di. Ab thap-thap-thap ki awaaz poore living room mein gunj rahi thi. Uske balls Menaka ki gaand se takra rahe the. Usne uske dono boobs pakad liye aur zor-zor se masalne laga, nipples ko ungliyon se press karte hue.
“Bol… kiski chut hai yeh?” Dara ne dhakke ke saath poocha.
“Teri… teri hai…” Menaka ne toot-ti hui awaaz mein jawaab diya.
Vimla neeche se yeh sab dekh rahi thi. Uske chehre se smile ab poori tarah gaayab ho chuki thi. Shock, jalan, aur ek tarah ki bhaybheet si hairani thi uski aankhon mein. Dara ki yeh intensity, yeh bhookh, yeh tareeka… yeh uske liye naya tha. Woh dekh rahi thi kaise Dara Menaka ko tod raha tha — bilkul aise jaise koi bhukha aadmi saalon se rukke hue khane par toot pade.
Dara ne Menaka ki ek taang utha ke apne kandhe pe rakh li. Ab angle aur gehra ho gaya. Har dhakka seedha uski deep jagah pe ja raha tha. Menaka ab lagatar dig rahi thi. Uski chut se gehli-gehli awaazein aa rahi thi, ras Dara ke lund pe chipak ke uski balls tak ja raha tha.
“Ahhh… Dara… main… main aa rahi hoon…” Menaka ne almost roote hue kaha.
Dara ne speed aur badha di. “Jhad… mere lund pe jhad… dikha isse kaise jhadti hai meri memsaab.”
Menaka ka body akad gaya.
Usne Dara ki peeth pe nakhun gaad diye aur ek lambi, dabak-ti hui cheekh ke saath jhad gayi. Uski chut ne Dara ke lund ko itne zor se press kiya ki Dara bhi thrak utha, par usne rukna nahi.
Usne pelna jaari rakha — ab aur tez, aur gehra, jaise Menaka ke orgasm ke baad bhi usko todna chahta ho. Vimla neeche se bilkul shocked thi. Usne kabhi nahi dekha tha Dara ko itne paagal, itne intense mode mein. Yeh sirf chudai nahi thi. Yeh ek tarah ka daawa tha — Menaka pe, uski body pe, uski chut pe.
Dara haanfate hue Menaka ke kaan ke paas aaya aur dheeme se bola, jo sirf usi ko sunai diya:
“Ab tu poori tarah meri hai… iske saamne… sabke saamne.”
Aur phir usne dhakke aur tez kar diye.
“Oh my god…!” Menaka ki aankhein peeche ki taraf roll ho gayi aur usne ek tezz, kaanpti hui saans li. Abhi sirf ek inch andar tha, lekin Dara ke lund ki motai uski chut ki deewaron ko jo zor se daba rahi thi, woh saaf dikh raha tha.
“Theek hai memsaab… theek hai,” Vimla ne neeche se gehli awaaz mein kaha. Usne Menaka ke baal dheere-dheere sehlaye.
Dara ne apna lund bahar nikaala… phir dheere se dobara dhakka maara. Is baar ek aur inch andar chala gaya.
“UNNNGGGGGGHHH…!” Menaka ne gehra, daba hua groan kiya. Usne apne haath Dara ki baalon wali peeth pe lapet liye aur nakhun itne zor se gaad diye ki Dara ki peeth pe laal nishaan pad gaye aur woh wince kar gaya.
Shayad us dard ne usko aur uttejit kar diya. Teesra dhakka pehle se kaafi zyada forceful tha. Usne lund nikala aur ek second se bhi kam time mein phir se zor se andar thok diya. Ab almost chaar inch andar the.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHH…!” Menaka ne apni peeth kamaan ki tarah tedhi kar li. Uski gaand neeche Vimla ke pet mein dhas gayi.
“Aage aur better hoga memsaab,” Vimla ne usko neeche kheenchte hue kaha.
Menaka bhaari saansein lete hue Dara ki aankhon mein dekhne lagi. Dara uske andar poora lund daal ke ek second ke liye ruk gaya tha. Usne Menaka ke hothon pe ek gehra, gehra kiss kiya… phir lund bahar nikaala aur is baar bohot ahista se dobara daala. Menaka ne is baar sirf apni hips adjust ki. Na cheekhi, na grunt kiya.
Bas ek narmi bhari moan nikal gayi.
Dara ne wahi stroke dobara kiya — is baar bhi aur andar nahi gaya. Ek aur moan, ab saaf taur pe maza wali. Phir ek aur stroke… ek aur moan. Stroke… moan… stroke… moan… stroke… moan.
Menaka ka pehle se tana hua shareer dheere-dheere dhila hone laga. Uski chut uski motai aur uski raftaar ke aadi hone lagi thi. Usne uske saath pehle sirf ek raat guzaari thi, isliye abhi bhi uski chut poori tarah se aadi nahi hui thi. Woh peeche ko let gayi, aankhein band kar li, aur bas us nasha si sensation ko mehsoos karti rahi jo uski chut se poore body mein fail rahi thi.
Ek minute baad Dara ne speed thodi badha di. Menaka ko pasand aaya. Agle do-teen minute mein usne dheere-dheere apna aur lund andar tak daal diya. Ab Menaka ki chut bina kisi badi takleef ke usko adjust kar rahi thi.
“Ab kaisa feel ho raha hai memsaab?” Vimla ne neeche se poocha.
Menaka ne sirf haanfate hue sir hilaya.
“Kitni tight hai yeh?” Vimla ne Dara se poocha.
Dara ne sir hilaya. Uske chehre pe ab pure janwar wala expression aa chuka tha.
“AB ISKO POORA DE!” Vimla ne zor se kaha.
Dara ne achanak speed teen guna kar di. Menaka ke munh se ek bilkul unladylike, gehli, lambi groan nikal gayi. Usne sar peeche fenk diya.
“Zyada tez ho gaya kya memsaab?” Vimla ne poocha.
“NAHI… NAHI… NAHI…!” Menaka ne bilkul dhakkon ke rhythm mein cheekhte hue kaha. “MAZA AA RAHA HAI… BOHOT MAZA AA RAHA HAI… AHHHH…!”
Yeh pehla mauka tha jab Menaka ne Vimla ki ab tak ki kayi baaton ka seedha aur clear jawaab diya tha.
“Maine kaha tha na… bohot maza aayega.”
“HAAAAN… AUR TEZ! AUR TEZ! AUR TEZ!” Menaka ab khud maangne lagi. Dara ne uski baat maan li. Ab woh itni tezi se pel raha tha ki uski baalon wali gaand bas ek dhinga-dhingi si dikh rahi thi. Thap-thap-thap-thap ki awaaz continuous gunj rahi thi.
“OH FAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK…!” Menaka ekdum se digi. Uska poora shareer kaanpne laga. Orgasm ne usko aise liya jaise bijli. Usne Dara ko gardan se pakad liya aur agle aadhe minute tak uske munh se aisi-aisi awaazein nikalte rahi jinko likhna mushkil hai. Dara ne uske jhadte waqt bhi pelna band nahi kiya.
“Uhmmmmmmm…!” Dara bhi gehra grunt kar utha.
Woh teeno ka joda ab ek saath kaanp raha tha. Do orgasm ek saath aa rahe the — Menaka ka aur Dara ka.
Vimla neeche dabi hui thi, uske upar do shareeron ka wazan aur itni tezz harkatein… shayad uski ridd ki haddi bhi dard kar rahi hogi. Orgasm itni der chala ki time ruk sa gaya. Phir dheere-dheere utra.
Dara pehle ruka. Usne apna lund bahar nikaala. Uske saath meri biwi ki chut se garam cum ki ek moti dhaar bahar nikal ke Vimla ke pet pe girne lagi. Dara peeche ki taraf thrak-thrak ke love-seat pe gira, bilkul thak ke.
Menaka ab bhi halka-halka kaanp rahi thi. Woh Vimla ke upar se hat ke sofa pe lipat gayi, apne aap ko samette hue. Vimla uske peeche aa gayi, usko spoon kiya, uske kandhe sehlate hue aur uski gardan pe dheeme-dheeme kiss karti hui.
Living room mein ab sirf bhaari saansein aur halki kampirahit si khamoshi thi. Menaka ki chut ab bhi dhak-dhak kar rahi thi, uske andar ka khali pan Dara ke lund ki yaad dila raha tha. Woh poori tarah toot chuki thi… aur uske chehre pe us tootte hue sukoon ka nasha saaf dikh raha tha.
Main phir se hairaan tha ki yeh scene kitna unimaginably ganda aur perverted lag raha tha. Dara love-seat pe faila hua tha, uska lund ab normal size mein aa chuka tha. Meri biwi, uske bade-bade boobs sofa pe bikhre hue, chhoti si maid ki baahon mein lipati hui. Teenon nange. Mera lund phir se full hard ho chuka tha.
Paanch minute baad Menaka uthi. Uske pair ab bhi pakke nahi the. Woh thodi si terhi-terhi, bow-legged chalte hue bathroom ki taraf badhi. Raaste mein usne table se apna phone uthaya.
Dara ki aankhein turant uski taraf chali gayi.
Menaka jaise-jaise door ja rahi thi, uski badi, soft, abhi-abhi chudi hui gaand left-right hil rahi thi. Thappad ke laal nishaan ab bhi saaf dikh rahe the. Har kadam pe uski gaand ka gosht lachak raha tha. Dara usse dekhte hi reh gaya.
Uske pure shareer se paseena tapak raha tha — maathe se, seene se, pet se. Do auraton ko lagatar ek ghante se kam time mein pelne ke baad woh bilkul suar ki tarah paseene se lath-path tha. Baal chipke hue, saansein ab bhi bhaari.
Par uska lund… jo abhi thodi der pehle normal hua tha… phir se hilne laga.
Dara ne apna haath neeche le jaake usko pakad liya aur dheere-dheere hilana shuru kar diya. Uski aankhein ab bhi Menaka ki jaati hui gaand pe hi thi. Woh openly apne lund ko stroke kar raha tha, jaise abhi abhi do-do auraton ko chodne ke baad bhi uski bhookh nahi miti ho.
Kitchen se nikalti hui Vimla ne yeh nazaara dekh liya.
Uske kadam ruk gaye.
Chehre pe pure shock ka expression aa gaya.
Abhi abhi tak yeh aadmi uske andar tha, uske upar tha, usko pel raha tha… aur ab woh usi memsaab ki gaand dekh-dekh ke apna lund hila raha tha. Itni jaldi, itni openly. Uske chehre pe saaf likha tha — yeh ab bhi santusht nahi hai.
Ab bhi uski bhookh baaki hai. Aur woh bhookh Vimla ke liye nahi… us memsaab ke liye hai jiski badi gaand ab uske nazar ke saamne se ja rahi thi.
Menaka bathroom ke corner mein gayab ho gayi.
Dara ne ek aakhri baar uski gaand ki direction mein dekhte hue apne lund ko zor se pakda, phir haath chhoda. Paseene se lath-path, haanfata hua, woh ab bhi sofa pe faila tha… aur uski aankhon mein ab bhi wohi bhookhi agni baaki thi.
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