Misc. Erotica सुपरस्टीशन

[maitripatel]

Jaise hi Pooja andar aayi, Babaji ne dheere se muskurate hue kaha,

 
"Tum andar jao Pooja… apni saadi poori utaar do. Blouse aur bra bhi nikaal do, poori nangi ho jao. Main bas abhi aaya." Kah ke woh bahar chala gaya.
 
Pooja ne sharmate hue lekin utsukta se hakaar mein sir hilaya. Mann hi mann boli, "Kuch toh milega… meri choot aur gaand ko" aur andar chali gayi.
 
Jab Babaji andar aaye toh nazara dekhkar unka lund phir se tanne laga. Pooja ardh-nagna avastha mein unke bistar par baithi thi. Sirf petticoat pehne hue. Uske bhaari, gol, doodh jaisi booble hawa mein lehra rahe the. Nipples pehle se hi sakht aur khade ho chuke the, jaise Babaji ka munh dhundh rahe hon.
Babaji aage badhe. Unhone jhukkar apni garm, nam jeevan se Pooja ke daaye nipple ko chhua. Prastutkarta Maitri Patel
 
"Ahhhhhh… sssssss… Babaji ji…" Pooja ki siskari poore kamre mein ek sangeet ki tarah goonj gayi. Pooja ne ek jhatke mein Babaji ke baal pakde aur unka sir apni chhaati par zor se daba diya.
 
Babaji ka poora munh uske naram, gudaaz mamme par dhans gaya. Unhone munh kholkar nipple ko choosna shuru kiya - pehle halke se, phir zor-zor se. Jeevan se ghumate hue, daanton se halka-halka kaatate hue. Pooja ke nipple ke charon aur bane brown areola par chhote-chhote daane bhi unki jeevan ko mehsoos ho rahe the.
 
"Ohhhh… Pooja… itne mulayam, swadisht aur bhare stan maine aaj tak nahi chakhe…" Babaji ne choosate hue hi kaha, "Puchhhhh… kitne mast hain ye… ahhhh…"
 
Pooja ko apni sundarta ki tareef sunkar bahut maza aa raha tha. Woh mand-mand muskuratee hui Babaji ka sir dono mummon ke beech ghuma rahi thi. Kabhi daaye toh kabhi baaye. Aavesh mein usne Babaji ke maathe, aankhon aur gaalon par geelay chumbon ki bauchhaar kar di.
 
"Ahhhh Babaji ji… ummmmm… choosiye… aur zor se choosiye… aapke hothon ki garmi mujhe din-raat yaad rehti hai… ahhhh… chaba jaiye inhein… ye aapke hi hain… poori tarah aapke… mere ye nipple kadak ho hi jaate hain aapke munh ke liye."
 
Pooja ne jaise apne boblo ko babaji ko daan kar diye the. Babaji bhi is chhoot ka poora fayda utha rahe the. Ek boble ko woh zor-zor se choos rahe the, doosre ko haath se masal rahe the, nichod rahe the. Kabhi-kabhi dono nipples ko ek saath pakad kar kheenchte bhi aur chhod dete. Woh nipples ko waapis apni jagah jaate hue dekhte aur muskuraate.
 
Pooja ab aur sahan nahi kar pa rahi thi. Uski choot buri tarah phadak rahi thi. Usne babaji ka haath pakda aur seedha apne petticoat ke upar se apni choot par rakh diya aur zor se dabaya. Lekhani Maitri Patel aur Sauni Patel ki hai.
 
"Ahhhh babaji ji… kyun tarpa rahe ho mujhe… aapki yeh daasi ko.... dekho na… meri choot kitni garam aur bheegi hui hai… raat ko jo karna hai woh kar lena… lekin abhi toh kuch karo… nahi toh main mar jaungi… ahhhh… please… choot mein aag lagi hai, use aapke dande se maaro.....please babaji..."
 
Uski awaaz mein vinati aur vaasna dono thi.
 
Lekin babaji samajhdar the. Woh jaante the ki agar abhi uski choot ya gaand ko zyada chhua toh raat ka poora plan bigad jayega. Isliye unhonne jaan-boojh kar sirf uske stanon par hi dhyaan diya. Chooshte rahe, kaatte rahe, nichodte rahe.
 
Pooja aur kuch bol paati, tabhi...
 
Darwaze par zor ki dastak hui.
 
"Dhad-dhad-dhad!"
 
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