07-10-2026, 06:46 AM
NEW UPDATE
Goa se wapas aayi thi main teen din baad. Kaluji ne mujhe wahan itna choda tha ki ab tak uski yaad mein meri choot geeli ho jaati hai. Har raat uske mote lund ki thokar, uski kadak saansein, uske haath jo meri gaand ko masalte the… sab kuch yaad aata hai. Ghar aate hi husband ne mujhe god mein uthaya, pyar se chumma, lekin jab usne apna lund andar daala to mujhe bilkul maza nahi aaya. Uske patle se, dheele se dhakke lagte the jaise koi bachcha khel raha ho. Main sochti rahi Kaluji ke baare mein—uska lund kitna mota tha, kitna gehra jaata tha, aur uski siskariyan… “Ahhh Anita… teri choot kitni tight hai randi…” Main aankhein band karke usi ko feel kar rahi thi, lekin husband ke neeche sirf thakaan thi. Uske baad se chudai ka chaska lag gaya hai mujhe. Ab sirf lund chahiye, mota, kadak, jo meri choot ko phaad de.
Pados mein meri saheli Rekha rehti hai. Uske sasur, Panditji… umar unki pachaas ke aaspaas hogi, lekin shareer abhi bhi mazboot hai. Badi-badi moustache, chaudi chhaati, aur jab unki nazar meri taraf padti hai to lagta hai jaise woh mujhe nanga dekh rahe hain. Maine soch liya—ab inko seduce karungi.
Pehle din maine unko dekh ke muskuraya, apne blouse ke buttons thode khole rakhe. Doosre din jab woh baahar baithe the, main apne ghar ke aangan mein kapde sukhaane gayi. Saadi ka pallu jaan-boojhkar sarka diya, meri badi-badi chuchiyan almost nazar aa rahi thin. Unki nazar meri chhatiyon pe atak gayi. Maine unki taraf dekha, aankhein jhukayi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Uske baad maine unko ghar pe bulaya. “Panditji… aap thoda aa jaaiye na, mujhe aapki madad chahiye… kitchen mein ek cheez tooti hui hai.” Woh aaye. Main unke peeche-peeche kitchen gayi. Jaante hue unse takrai—meri gaand unke lund pe dhakka maar gayi. “Ohhh… sorry Panditji…” maine dheemi awaaz mein kaha, lekin unka lund already thoda kadak ho chuka tha. Maine peeche mudke dekha, unki aankhon mein bhookh thi.
Phir ek din… naha ke nikli. Sirf ek badi towel lapet ke. Baal geele, paani ki boondein meri gardan se chuchiyon ke beech se hote hue niche gir rahi thin. Main baahar aayi, unko dekh ke ruk gayi. “Panditji… aap yahan?” Unhone kaha, “Beta… tumhara ghar khula tha to…” Main muskurayi, dheere se unke paas gayi. “Aap baithiye na…”
Towel jaan-boojhkar dheela rakha tha. Unke saamne khadi hui, unki nazar meri geeli jild pe thi. Main unke aur kareeb gayi, “Panditji… thoda towel theek kar doon?” Unhone haath badhaya, lekin main khud towel khol diya. Poora towel gir gaya pairon ke paas. Main unke saamne bilkul nangi khadi thi—bade-bade gol chuche, geeli choot ke baal, aur meri gaand jo peeche se unki nazar kheench rahi thi.
Unki aankhein phail gayin. “Anita… yeh kya…?”
Maine unke paas jaake unka haath apni chuchi pe rakh diya. “Panditji… chhuo na… kitni soft hain… ahhh…” Unke mote haath ne meri chuchi dabayi. Main siskari, “Ummmh… haan… aise hi… zor se dabo…”
Woh uth khade hue. Unka lund pant mein phool chuka tha. Maine unki pant ka button khola, zipper neeche kiya. Unka lund bahar nikal aaya—mota, kaala, nasein phooli hui. Maine usko haath mein liya, “Itna bada… ahhhh Panditji… yeh toh Kaluji se bhi mota hai…” Unhone meri gaand pakdi, apne paas khincha. “Rand… teri choot geeli hai kya?”
Maine unke haath ko apni choot pe le jaake rakh diya. “Chhu ke dekho… ummmh… poori tarah se geeli hai… aapke liye…” Unki ungli andar gayi. Main zor se siskari, “Ahhhh… haan… andar… aur andar daalo…”
Woh mujhe diwar pe daba ke khade hue. Unka lund meri choot ke muhane pe thehra. “Ab bol… chahiye?”
“Haan Panditji… chodo mujhe… ahhhh… apna mota lund meri choot mein daal do… phaad do meri choot…”
Unhone ek jor ka dhakka maara. Poora lund andar chala gaya. Main chillayi, “Aaaaaahhhhh… itna gehra… ummmmh… haan… aur zor se…” Unhone meri taangein uthayi, meri gaand pakad ke dhakke maarne lage. Har dhakke pe meri chuchiyan unki chhati se takra rahi thin. “Ahhh… ahhh… Panditji… aapki moustache meri gardan pe… kaato na… ummmh…”
Woh mere gale mein kaat rahe the, lund meri choot ko kured raha tha. “Teri choot itni tight hai… Goa mein kisne choda tujhe randi?”
“Kaluji ne… teen din… ahhhh… lekin aapka lund… usse bhi accha… ummmmh… aur tez chodo… meri gaand pakdo…”
Unhone meri ek taang apne kandhe pe uthayi. Ab unka lund aur gehra ja raha tha. Main siskariyon ke saath bol rahi thi, “Ahhhh… haan… wahan… wahi… meri choot pe… thokte raho… aapke lund se meri choot suj jaayegi… ummmh… sisk… ahhh…”
Unhone mujhe ghumaya, peeche se choda. Meri gaand unke pet se takra rahi thi. Main diwar pe haath rakh ke jhuk gayi. “Panditji… meri gaand bhi chodo… ahhhh… ungli daalo… ummmmh…” Unki ungli meri gaand ke ched mein ghusi. Main chillayi, “Aaaaaah… haan… dono ched… bhar do… aapke lund se meri choot… ungli se meri gaand…”
Woh tez-tez dhakke maar rahe the. Meri chuchiyan hil rahi thin, paani ki boondein ab bhi meri peeth se gir rahi thin. “Anita… teri choot paani nikaal rahi hai… randi…”
“Haan… aapke liye… ahhhh… ab jhad jaao… mere andar… bhar do… ummmmh… sisk… ahhh… ahhh…”
Unhone meri baal pakad ke peeche khinche. Main unki taraf mud ke dekhi, unki aankhon mein junoon tha. “Ab bol… kya bolti hai?”
“Chodo mujhe Panditji… apni bahu ki saheli ko chodo… ahhhh… meri choot phaad do… ummmh… haan… aur… aur…”
Unka lund phadphadane laga. Woh mere andar jhad gaye. Garam pani meri choot mein bhar gaya. Main bhi unke saath jhad gayi, meri taangein kaanp rahi thin. “Aaaaaahhhhh… haan… bhar diya… ummmmh…”
Woh nikal ke peeche hat gaye. Unka lund ab bhi thoda kadak tha, usse seera raha tha. Main ghum ke unke saamne baith gayi, unka lund muh mein le liya. “Ab saaf kar deti hoon… ummmh…” Unka swaad… namkeen, garam. Main chus rahi thi, unki moustache mere maathe se chhu rahi thi. “Panditji… agli baar meri gaand bhi chodiyega… ahhhh…”
Unhone mera chehra uthaya. “Kal raat aana… jab tera husband so jaaye…”
Main muskurayi, unka lund phir se chaat ke uth khadi hui. Towel uthaya, lekin pehne nahi. “Aap jaaiye… main aapke liye hamesha nangi rahungi…”
Ab har roz unka intezaar rehta hai. Husband ke saath soti hoon, lekin sochti Panditji ke mote lund ki. Kaluji ka chaska tha… ab Panditji ka. Meri choot ab sirf unke liye geeli hoti hai.
Goa se wapas aayi thi main teen din baad. Kaluji ne mujhe wahan itna choda tha ki ab tak uski yaad mein meri choot geeli ho jaati hai. Har raat uske mote lund ki thokar, uski kadak saansein, uske haath jo meri gaand ko masalte the… sab kuch yaad aata hai. Ghar aate hi husband ne mujhe god mein uthaya, pyar se chumma, lekin jab usne apna lund andar daala to mujhe bilkul maza nahi aaya. Uske patle se, dheele se dhakke lagte the jaise koi bachcha khel raha ho. Main sochti rahi Kaluji ke baare mein—uska lund kitna mota tha, kitna gehra jaata tha, aur uski siskariyan… “Ahhh Anita… teri choot kitni tight hai randi…” Main aankhein band karke usi ko feel kar rahi thi, lekin husband ke neeche sirf thakaan thi. Uske baad se chudai ka chaska lag gaya hai mujhe. Ab sirf lund chahiye, mota, kadak, jo meri choot ko phaad de.
Pados mein meri saheli Rekha rehti hai. Uske sasur, Panditji… umar unki pachaas ke aaspaas hogi, lekin shareer abhi bhi mazboot hai. Badi-badi moustache, chaudi chhaati, aur jab unki nazar meri taraf padti hai to lagta hai jaise woh mujhe nanga dekh rahe hain. Maine soch liya—ab inko seduce karungi.
Pehle din maine unko dekh ke muskuraya, apne blouse ke buttons thode khole rakhe. Doosre din jab woh baahar baithe the, main apne ghar ke aangan mein kapde sukhaane gayi. Saadi ka pallu jaan-boojhkar sarka diya, meri badi-badi chuchiyan almost nazar aa rahi thin. Unki nazar meri chhatiyon pe atak gayi. Maine unki taraf dekha, aankhein jhukayi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Uske baad maine unko ghar pe bulaya. “Panditji… aap thoda aa jaaiye na, mujhe aapki madad chahiye… kitchen mein ek cheez tooti hui hai.” Woh aaye. Main unke peeche-peeche kitchen gayi. Jaante hue unse takrai—meri gaand unke lund pe dhakka maar gayi. “Ohhh… sorry Panditji…” maine dheemi awaaz mein kaha, lekin unka lund already thoda kadak ho chuka tha. Maine peeche mudke dekha, unki aankhon mein bhookh thi.
Phir ek din… naha ke nikli. Sirf ek badi towel lapet ke. Baal geele, paani ki boondein meri gardan se chuchiyon ke beech se hote hue niche gir rahi thin. Main baahar aayi, unko dekh ke ruk gayi. “Panditji… aap yahan?” Unhone kaha, “Beta… tumhara ghar khula tha to…” Main muskurayi, dheere se unke paas gayi. “Aap baithiye na…”
Towel jaan-boojhkar dheela rakha tha. Unke saamne khadi hui, unki nazar meri geeli jild pe thi. Main unke aur kareeb gayi, “Panditji… thoda towel theek kar doon?” Unhone haath badhaya, lekin main khud towel khol diya. Poora towel gir gaya pairon ke paas. Main unke saamne bilkul nangi khadi thi—bade-bade gol chuche, geeli choot ke baal, aur meri gaand jo peeche se unki nazar kheench rahi thi.
Unki aankhein phail gayin. “Anita… yeh kya…?”
Maine unke paas jaake unka haath apni chuchi pe rakh diya. “Panditji… chhuo na… kitni soft hain… ahhh…” Unke mote haath ne meri chuchi dabayi. Main siskari, “Ummmh… haan… aise hi… zor se dabo…”
Woh uth khade hue. Unka lund pant mein phool chuka tha. Maine unki pant ka button khola, zipper neeche kiya. Unka lund bahar nikal aaya—mota, kaala, nasein phooli hui. Maine usko haath mein liya, “Itna bada… ahhhh Panditji… yeh toh Kaluji se bhi mota hai…” Unhone meri gaand pakdi, apne paas khincha. “Rand… teri choot geeli hai kya?”
Maine unke haath ko apni choot pe le jaake rakh diya. “Chhu ke dekho… ummmh… poori tarah se geeli hai… aapke liye…” Unki ungli andar gayi. Main zor se siskari, “Ahhhh… haan… andar… aur andar daalo…”
Woh mujhe diwar pe daba ke khade hue. Unka lund meri choot ke muhane pe thehra. “Ab bol… chahiye?”
“Haan Panditji… chodo mujhe… ahhhh… apna mota lund meri choot mein daal do… phaad do meri choot…”
Unhone ek jor ka dhakka maara. Poora lund andar chala gaya. Main chillayi, “Aaaaaahhhhh… itna gehra… ummmmh… haan… aur zor se…” Unhone meri taangein uthayi, meri gaand pakad ke dhakke maarne lage. Har dhakke pe meri chuchiyan unki chhati se takra rahi thin. “Ahhh… ahhh… Panditji… aapki moustache meri gardan pe… kaato na… ummmh…”
Woh mere gale mein kaat rahe the, lund meri choot ko kured raha tha. “Teri choot itni tight hai… Goa mein kisne choda tujhe randi?”
“Kaluji ne… teen din… ahhhh… lekin aapka lund… usse bhi accha… ummmmh… aur tez chodo… meri gaand pakdo…”
Unhone meri ek taang apne kandhe pe uthayi. Ab unka lund aur gehra ja raha tha. Main siskariyon ke saath bol rahi thi, “Ahhhh… haan… wahan… wahi… meri choot pe… thokte raho… aapke lund se meri choot suj jaayegi… ummmh… sisk… ahhh…”
Unhone mujhe ghumaya, peeche se choda. Meri gaand unke pet se takra rahi thi. Main diwar pe haath rakh ke jhuk gayi. “Panditji… meri gaand bhi chodo… ahhhh… ungli daalo… ummmmh…” Unki ungli meri gaand ke ched mein ghusi. Main chillayi, “Aaaaaah… haan… dono ched… bhar do… aapke lund se meri choot… ungli se meri gaand…”
Woh tez-tez dhakke maar rahe the. Meri chuchiyan hil rahi thin, paani ki boondein ab bhi meri peeth se gir rahi thin. “Anita… teri choot paani nikaal rahi hai… randi…”
“Haan… aapke liye… ahhhh… ab jhad jaao… mere andar… bhar do… ummmmh… sisk… ahhh… ahhh…”
Unhone meri baal pakad ke peeche khinche. Main unki taraf mud ke dekhi, unki aankhon mein junoon tha. “Ab bol… kya bolti hai?”
“Chodo mujhe Panditji… apni bahu ki saheli ko chodo… ahhhh… meri choot phaad do… ummmh… haan… aur… aur…”
Unka lund phadphadane laga. Woh mere andar jhad gaye. Garam pani meri choot mein bhar gaya. Main bhi unke saath jhad gayi, meri taangein kaanp rahi thin. “Aaaaaahhhhh… haan… bhar diya… ummmmh…”
Woh nikal ke peeche hat gaye. Unka lund ab bhi thoda kadak tha, usse seera raha tha. Main ghum ke unke saamne baith gayi, unka lund muh mein le liya. “Ab saaf kar deti hoon… ummmh…” Unka swaad… namkeen, garam. Main chus rahi thi, unki moustache mere maathe se chhu rahi thi. “Panditji… agli baar meri gaand bhi chodiyega… ahhhh…”
Unhone mera chehra uthaya. “Kal raat aana… jab tera husband so jaaye…”
Main muskurayi, unka lund phir se chaat ke uth khadi hui. Towel uthaya, lekin pehne nahi. “Aap jaaiye… main aapke liye hamesha nangi rahungi…”
Ab har roz unka intezaar rehta hai. Husband ke saath soti hoon, lekin sochti Panditji ke mote lund ki. Kaluji ka chaska tha… ab Panditji ka. Meri choot ab sirf unke liye geeli hoti hai.
ANITA PATEL
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