Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Babaji ki nazrein Mayuri ki chhatiyon par tik gayin. Mann hi mann unhonne socha, 

"Pooja se bhi badi hain yeh... dono haath lagane padenge. Lagbhag 44 ka size hoga..." Aur un par lage ber jaise mote, kale nipples... chaaron taraf do inch ka gehra ghera... kitna uttejit kar dene wala, paap-purna nazara tha.
 
Babaji ab uth khade hue aur Mayuri ke bilkul kareeb aa gaye. Mayuri unki chhati tak hi aa rahi thi. Babaji ne aankhen neeche karke uske bhaari, latakte hue mote chuchon ko dekha. Unse sabr na hua. Unhonne dono haath uthakar uske un do divya kalshon par rakh diye. Prastutkarta Maitri Patel.
 
Mayuri sisak uthi... "Ssssssssss...... Ummmmmm......"
 
Babaji ne gahri, kaampti aawaz mein kaha, "Mayuri... main sundarta ka upasak hoon. Aur aaj main tumse yahi kehna chahta hoon ki apne poore jeevan mein maine itne sundar, itne paripurna aur ras bhare stan kabhi nahi dekhe... Yeh toh varadaan hain... saakshaat Kaamdev ki kriti."
 
Mayuri kuch nahi bol payi. Bechari ki himmat hi nahi hui ki poochh le - "Aur aapne kitne stan dekhe hain Babaji?" Woh bas sharm aur uttejana ke mishran mein kaampti rahi.
 
Babaji ki ungliyan simat gayin. Unhonne uske mote, sakht nipples ko apni chapat mein le kar dheere-dheere masalna shuru kar diya.
 
"Ahhhhhhh......"
 
Mayuri ki aankhen band ho gayin. Uska sir peeche ki taraf jhuk gaya. Moonh se ek madak, dabi hui karaah nikal padi.
 
Babaji ke saamne Mayuri aadhi nangi khadi thi - apna sabse niji aur sansvedansheel ang poori tarah unke saamne samarpit kar chuki thi. Lekin Babaji jaante the ki sab kuch bahut dheere-dheere, maryada aur vishwas banaye rakhte hue karna hai - jaisa unhonne Pooja ke saath kiya tha.
 
Unki ungliyan ab Mayuri ke urojon par sangeet baja rahi thin. Kabhi halke dabav se goonjti, kabhi sahlaati, kabhi nichodti. Mayuri aankhen band kiye, honton ko kaatte hue us sangeet ka aanand le rahi thi. Usko kya pata tha ki jis sukh ke liye woh mahinon se tadap rahi thi, usska sabse khatarnak aur meetha ilaaj Babaji ji ke in paapi haathon mein hai. Rachayita Maitri hai.
 
Babaji ne dheere se phusphusaya, "Mayuri... ab main woh kalp-urja kriya shuru karne ja raha hoon..."
 
Mayuri kaampti hui aawaz mein boli, "Jee... Babaji jee..."
 
Babaji ne kone mein rakhi doodh se bhari katori uthayi. Apni ungliyan usmein dubokar unhonne Mayuri ke dono stanon par doodh ke chhinte maarna shuru kar diye. Safed doodh ki boonden uske bhaari, garam urojon par gir rahi thin - jaise kisi him shikhar par doodh ki baarish ho rahi ho. Doodh ki thandi boonden thirkan-thirakar uske mote chuchon se neeche sarak rahi thin, petticoat aur janghon par gir rahi thin.
 
Babaji ka man kar raha tha ki neeche moonh lagakar saara amrit pee jayein, lekin unhonne khud ko roka. Shuruaat mein hi apni vanshna ka poora roop dikhaakar bhakta ko darana nahi chahte the.
 
Phir unhonne shahad ki shishi uthayi. Ek ungli dubakar dher saara shahad nikala aur use Mayuri ke daayen nipple par ragad diya. Phir doosri ungli se baayen nipple par bhi bharpoor shahad mal diya.
 
Ab Babaji ne dono haathon ki ungliyon aur angoothon se uske stanon ki massage shuru kar di. Doodh ki meethas aur shahad ki chipchipahat milkar Mayuri ke nashile urojon ko aur bhi madhosh bana rahi thi. Uske chhote-chhote, bharbaah nipples Babaji ki kathore ungliyon ke beech pis-pis kar chaknachoor ho rahe the. Sampadika Funlover hai.
 
Babaji unhein aise nichod rahe the maano neembu ke andar ka ras nikaal rahe hon.
 
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Jude rahiye dosto.

Maitri Patel.