Misc. Erotica Ek bereham pati apni sanskari biwi ko apne doctor dost ke pass leke jata hai.

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Dr. Verma ne gloves phenk diye aur kursi pe baith gaya. Sunita abhi bhi bilkul nangi examination table pe stirrups mein faili hui thi. Uski chut laal aur kanp rahi thi. Usne dono haath se apni chuchi chhupane ki koshish ki, lekin Rahul ne haath hata diye.
Dr. Verma ne file nikaali aur pen pakda. Muskuraate hue bola, “Ab treatment se pehle mujhe poori details chahiye. Dono se sawal poochunga. Sach-sach bataana. Main Rahul ka dost hoon, isliye main uski side se hi sochunga.”
Usne pehle Rahul ki taraf dekha.
“Rahul, tu seedha bata. Tujhe roz jhadna padta hai na? Kitni baar?”
Rahul bola, “Roz kam se kam ek baar. Kabhi kabhi do. Subah ya raat, jab mann kare.”
Dr. Verma: “Kahan jhadta hai zyada? Chut mein, gand mein, muh mein, ya bahar?”
Rahul: “Sab jagah. Lekin sabse zyada maza gand mein aata hai. Phir chut. Muh mein bhi le leta hoon.”
Dr. Verma ne note kiya. “Gand pasand hai tujhe. Achha. Aur Sunita ko tu kaise chudwata hai? Position kaunsi zyada use karta hai?”
Rahul: “Doggy sabse zyada. Usme gehra jaata hai. Kabhi uski taange upar karke, kabhi usko upar bitha ke. Jab gussa hota hai to usko pet ke bal lita ke peeche se maarta hoon.”
Dr. Verma ab Sunita ki taraf dekha. Woh sharam se aankhen band kiye hue thi.
“Bhabhi, aap batao. Aapko sex mein maza aata hai?”
Sunita ne dheere se kaha, “Nahi… dard hota hai… main nahi chahti…”
Rahul gussa se bola, “Sach bol! Doctor se jhoot mat bol.”
Dr. Verma: “Theek hai. Aapko dard hota hai. Phir bhi deti ho? Kyun?”
Sunita ki aawaz kaamp rahi thi, “Kartavya hai… shaadi ke baad dena padta hai… mana karti hoon lekin woh… zabardasti karta hai…”
Dr. Verma ne head nod kiya. “Samajh gaya. Rahul, jab yeh mana karti hai to tu kya karta hai?”
Rahul: “Thappad maar ne ki dhamki deta hoon. Baal pakadta hoon. Kabhi haath se maar ne ki dhamkata hoon. Phir zabardasti pel deta hoon. Yeh meri biwi hai, isko dena hi padega.”
Dr. Verma muskuraaya. “Sahi hai. Biwi ka farz hai pati ko khush rakhna. Ab agla sawal… Sunita, aapko kaunsi cheez bilkul pasand nahi?”
Sunita ne aankhen band kiye kaha, “Gand… mujhe gand mein bilkul nahi dena… bahut dard hota hai… aur muh mein bhi sharam aati hai…”
Dr. Verma: “Gand pasand nahi. Lekin Rahul ko pasand hai. To jab woh gand maangta hai to kya hoti hai?”
Sunita chup rahi. Rahul ne jawab diya, “Pehle mana karti hai, roti hai, chillati hai. Phir main usko pakad ke, kabhi haath se , sidha se daal deta hoon. Thodi der baad seh leti hai.”
Dr. Verma note karte hue bola, “Achha. Ab batao Rahul, tu isko orgasm deta hai ya nahi?”
Rahul: “Kabhi-kabhi. Mahine mein ek-do baar. Zyada tar main apna nikaal leta hoon. Isko jhadne ki zaroorat nahi. Yeh tadapti hai, lekin main nahi deta.”
Dr. Verma ne Sunita se poocha, “Bhabhi, aapko orgasm ki tadap hoti hai?”
Sunita ke face pe sharam aur lajja thi. Usne bohot dheere kaha, “Haan… hoti hai… lekin woh nahi deta… main sehti rehti hoon…”
Dr. Verma: “Samajh gaya. Ab pure details chahiye. Rahul, tu iski chut kaise use karta hai? Kitni der chudata hai? Condom use karta hai?”
Rahul: “Condom kabhi nahi. Seedha pelta hoon. Kabhi 10 minute, kabhi 20-25 minute. Jab tak mera mann na ho, tab tak nahi nikalta. Iski chut tight hai, isliye maza aata hai.”
Dr. Verma: “Aur jab infection ho raha hai tab bhi chudai jaari rakhta hai?”
Rahul: “Haan. Dard ho raha ho to bhi. Yeh sehegi. Main nahi rukta.”
Dr. Verma ab Sunita se poocha, “Bhabhi, jab chut mein dard hota hai tab bhi aap sehti ho? Chillati ho?”
Sunita rote hue boli, “Haan… chillati hoon… mana karti hoon… lekin woh nahi maanta… pakad leta hai… dhamka ta hai… phir daal deta hai…”
Dr. Verma: “Achha. Ab batao, aapki chut roz shave karti ho?”
Sunita: “Haan… woh kehta hai baal nahi hone chahiye… roz shave karti hoon…”
Dr. Verma ne Rahul se poocha, “Tu iski chut clean pasand karta hai? Baal bilkul nahi?”
Rahul: “Haan. Bilkul saaf. Jab chut saaf hoti hai to gehra maza aata hai. Aur jab main gand marta hoon to bhi clean dikhti hai.”
Dr. Verma: “Sunita, jab Rahul gand mein dalta hai to aap kya feel karti ho?”
Sunita ki aawaz toot rahi thi, “Bahut dard… aisa lagta hai jaise phat rahi ho… main rohti hoon… mana karti hoon… lekin woh nahi rukta… pakad ke rakhta hai…”
Dr. Verma: “Rahul, jab yeh rohti hai gand mein to tujhe maza aata hai?”
Rahul: “Haan. Jab yeh chillati hai, akadti hai, tab zyada maza aata hai. Main aur jor se pelta hoon.”
Dr. Verma ne aur sawal kiye:
“Rahul, tu isko muh mein kaise leta hai? Kitni der?”
Rahul: “Jab mann kare. Kabhi subah, kabhi chudai se pehle. Isko ghutno pe bitha ke poora andar tak dalta hoon. Kabhi gale tak. Jab tak main na jhadun, tab tak nahi nikalne deta.”
“Sunita, muh mein lene se aapko kya feel hota hai?”
Sunita: “Sharam… gag hota hai… aankhon se paani aata hai… lekin sehti hoon…”
“Rahul, tu kabhi iski chuchi ka use karta hai?”
Rahul: “Haan. Kabhi unke beech mein rakh ke. Kabhi choosne ke liye majboor karta hoon.”
“Sunita, aapko chuchi pe kya feel hota hai?”
Sunita: “Dard… woh jor se dabata hai… kaatta hai…”
Dr. Verma ne last mein poocha, “Rahul, tu chahta hai ki treatment ke dauran bhi tu roz chudai jaari rakhe? Chut mein bhi, gand mein bhi?”
Rahul: “Haan. Bilkul. Main nahi ruk sakta. Isko sehna padega.”
Dr. Verma ne file band ki aur muskuraaya. “Theek hai. Main samajh gaya. Tu apni biwi ko kaise use karta hai, kya pasand hai, kya nahi pasand — sab clear hai. Ab main treatment ke instructions dunga. Jo main kahunga woh Rahul ke maza ko dekh ke hi hoga. Sunita ko sehna padega.”
Sunita abhi bhi nangi table pe kaamp rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein sharam, dard aur dar tha. Rahul khada muskura raha tha.