Update 20
Usne laal rang ki two-piece bikini chuni aur pehn li.
Usne apna mangalsutra nahi utara. Phir sheeshe mein khud ko dekha—toh lipstick utar chuki thi. Usne dobara lipstick lagayi. Phir bahar nikli.
Usne Suleiman ko dekha—pool ke kinare baitha hua, beer peete hue, usi ka intezaar kar raha tha. Use dekh kar woh wahin khadi ho gayi aur pose dene lagi.
Usne ungli se ishara kiya, paas aane ko. Jaise hi woh uski taraf chalne lagi, Suleiman pool mein ghus gaya aur swimming shuru kar di.
Suleiman: “Tumhe swimming aati hai, jaan?”
Bipasha: “Haan, aati hai.”
Suleiman: “Chalo dekhte hain kitni achhi aati hai. Ek minute mein mujhe pakad ke dikhao.”
Bipasha: “Achha, aur pakad liya toh kya milega?”
Suleiman: “Jo maangogi, wahi milega.”
Bipasha: “Aapne to Wednesday raat ko kaha tha ki aapke paas mere gifts hain… woh to dene hi nahi diye… ab aur gift ki baat kar rahe ho… huh.”
(naqli gussa)
Suleiman ko achanak yaad aaya ki gifts uske paas the, par busy schedule ki wajah se dena bhool gaya tha.
Suleiman: “Arre woh gifts mere paas hi hain… bas dena bhool gaya tha yaar… sorry… abhi aa jao, ek gift aur kama ke dikhao…
Aur haan, agar mujhe pakad nahi paayi… toh main tumse ek gift lunga….”
Bipasha: “Chaliye, dekhte hain….”
Woh pool ke paas aayi aur ek hi jump mein paani mein kood gayi.
Usne ek hi baar mein Suleiman ke paas pahunchne ki koshish ki, lekin Suleiman ko pehle se andaaza tha aur woh time par hat gaya.
Shart ek minute ki thi, par “catch me if you can” ka yeh khel kaafi der tak chala. Bipasha thak chuki thi, par Suleiman bilkul nahi.
Jab woh thak gayi, Suleiman uske peeche gaya aur use pakad liya. Usne uske boobs pakad kar zor se dabaye.
Suleiman: “Tum pakad nahi paayi… chalo main hi pakad leta hoon tumhe, jaan,”
aur uske gaal par kiss kar di.
Bipasha: “Ummmmmmhhhh… itna zor se dabate ho aap… chhodiye na…”
Suleiman: “Chhodne ke liye nahi, jodne ke liye pakda hai…”
Aur dono hansne lage.
Suleiman: “Chalo, tumhe ek view dikhata hoon…”
Pool ka doosra end infinity pool jaisa tha—ek angle se lagta tha jaise building se gir jaoge, par paas jaane par door tak pahadon aur area ka poora view dikhta tha. Suleiman Bipasha ko uthakar pool ke uss end tak le gaya. Bipasha kuch hi der mein doobte hue suraj ko dekh kar hairaan reh gayi. Skyline orange aur blue shades mein bahut khoobsurat lag raha tha. Bipasha bas view enjoy kar rahi thi.
Bipasha: “Kitna sundar view hai, Suleiman ji. Aap kitne lucky ho jo roz yeh dekh pate ho.”
Jab Bipasha ne Suleiman ki taraf dekha, Suleiman kisi aur hi view mein khoya hua tha—Bipasha ke cleavage mein, jahan uske 36-D boobs laal bikini bra se bahar nikalne ko the. Bipasha ne uske sir par halki si chapat maari—naqli gussa, bina zor ke.
Bipasha: “Hello Suleiman ji, meri aankhen yahan hain.”
Suleiman: “Uhh… sorry Bipasha ji… aapki khoobsurti mein kho gaya tha.”
Bipasha: “Haan haan, mujhe pata hai… badmaash kahin ke.”
Suleiman: “Toh view kaisa laga, Bipasha ji?”
Bipasha: “View to waqai bahut khoobsurat hai.”
Suleiman: “Par aise khoobsurat views tab aur bhi acche lagte hain jab saath mein koi khoobsurat insaan ho.”
Bipasha sharma gayi.
Bipasha: “Aur udhar kya hai?”
Suleiman: “Woh jo dikh raha hai na, woh Yeoor Hills hain—aadha hissa abhi jungle ka hi hai.”
Bipasha: “Ohh wow.”
Is poore waqt Suleiman use peeche se pakde hue tha, par Bipasha thodi si side mein mud gayi thi. Suleiman bikini bottom ke upar se uski chut aur gaand se khel raha tha. Woh maza le rahi thi.
Suleiman saath-saath use area dikhata ja raha tha—“yeh hills hain, yeh boundary hai, uske baad jungle shuru hota hai.” Bipasha sab kuch enjoy kar rahi thi.
Ek pal par Suleiman ne achanak apna haath swimsuit ke andar uski bilkul nangi, sexy gaand par daal diya. Bipasha ke chehre par jhatke wala expression aa gaya.
Woh pool ke kinare ko pakad kar tair rahi thi, aur uska boss—ek well-built muscular aadmi, 6-pack abs ke saath—uski chut aur gaand se khel raha tha. Suleiman ne wahan se haath hata kar uske boobs dabaye.
Bipasha: “Aaah… ahmmmmmm… ufff… dheere, Suleiman ji… aap hamesha itna hard karte ho… please… ahh… ahmmmm…”
Suleiman: “Tum sach mein HOT phataka ho… tumhara yeh badan mere lund ko khada hi rakhe hue hai.”
Bipasha: “Hmmmmmmm…”
Achaanak Suleiman ne bola ki woh bas thodi der aur swim karke aata hai. Bipasha ne haan mein sar hila diya. Suleiman thoda aage swim karke achanak paani ke andar chala gaya. Kuch der baad jab woh upar aaya, is baar uske haath mein kuch tha.
Usne woh cheez pool ke bahar phenki—woh uski sports underwear thi. Usne paani ke andar hi utaar di thi, aur ab woh bilkul nanga tha. Yeh sab usne Bipasha ke peeche kiya, use kuch pata hi nahi chala. Phir woh Bipasha ki taraf swim karke aaya.
Suleiman: “Toh Bipasha ji, dopahar enjoy kar rahi ho?”
Yeh kehte hi woh bilkul Bipasha ke peeche aa gaya aur apne nange jism se peeche se use hump karne laga. Bipasha ko uska lund mehsoos hua—is baar bina kisi kapde ke. Jis pal ka use itna intezaar tha, woh aa chuka tha.
Bipasha: “Aaow… yeh kya tha, Suleiman ji?”
(naqli masoomiyat)
Suleiman ne ek haath se Bipasha ko kamar se pakda aur doosra haath uske haath ko pakad kar apne khade lund par rakh diya. Ab Bipasha Suleiman ka lund pakde hue thi.
Suleiman: “Ab batao, mera lund kaisa laga? Photo mein bharosa nahi ho raha tha na?”
Bipasha ko ehsaas hua ki woh paani ke andar uska lund pakad rahi hai—bahut bada, nasen ubhri hui. Aise lund usne sirf porn movies mein dekhe the, ya phir jab Suleiman ne uski pic bheji thi.
Woh hairaan si ho gayi. Woh paani ke andar se use dhyaan se dekhne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Suleiman samajh gaya. Usne Bipasha ko chhod diya aur pool ke kinare baith gaya, taaki Bipasha ko uska poora view mil sake.
Suleiman aise baitha tha ki uska lund seedha Bipasha ke chehre ki taraf tha. Bipasha literally uski taangon ke beech khadi thi. Woh abhi bhi uske lund ko hairaani se dekh rahi thi.
Bipasha: “Wow… kitna bada hai…”
Achaanak use ehsaas hua ki woh kya pakad rahi thi, aur usne turant haath chhod diya.
Bipasha: “I’m sorry… mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye tha…”
Woh Suleiman ki aankhon mein dekh nahi pa rahi thi.
Ab jab Suleiman ka lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha—jise woh BBC videos dekhne ke baad se fantasize karti aa rahi thi—uske dimaag mein saare doubts aa gaye. Maa-baap, shaadi, sab kuch. Suleiman ne yeh mehsoos kar liya.
Suleiman hansa aur Bipasha ke level par aa gaya. Bipasha abhi bhi neeche dekh rahi thi, aankhon se bach rahi thi—uske gaal laal ho chuke the.
Suleiman ne ungliyon se uska chehra upar uthaya, taaki woh use aankhon mein dekh sake.
Suleiman: “Bipasha ji, aap bahut khoobsurat ho… aur aap jaisi khoobsurat biwi ko aisa lund chahiye jo aapki garmi shant kar sake. Aapke pati ka lund bahut chhota hai… woh aapki hawas kabhi shant nahi kar paayega.”
Bipasha, jo ab Suleiman ki aankhon mein dekh rahi thi, uski baaton par haan mein sar hila rahi thi.
Bipasha: “Haan… uska bahut chhota hai… aapka bahut bada hai.”
Suleiman: “Bipasha ji, main aapki khoobsurti ko bas admire kiye bina reh nahi sakta… agar aap meri biwi hoti, toh main kitna lucky hota… main hamesha aapke liye time nikaalta. Aap one in a million ho, Bipasha ji… aur main aapse pyaar karta hoon.”
Jaise hi Suleiman ne yeh kaha, Bipasha ke gaal pink se poori tarah laal ho gaye. Dono ek-dusre ko dekh rahe the, phir Suleiman ne aage jhuk kar Bipasha ko kiss kiya. Dono phir se lip-lock mein ulajh gaye.
Dono ek-dusre ko jaise kha hi rahe the. Suleiman Bipasha ki jeebh choos raha tha. Bipasha khushi mein moan kar rahi thi.
Bipasha: “Ummmm… slurp… smoooooch… ummma… ummmm…”
Suleiman ne use baahon mein ghumaya aur bungalow ke andar ek direction ki taraf dikhate hue bola,
“Woh jagah dekh rahi ho? Jahan safed chair rakhi hai.”
Bipasha ne haan mein sar hilaaya.
“Yaad hai na, jaan… tumhara choocha pehli baar wahi mere haath mein aaya tha,”
aur woh hansne laga. Bipasha sharma gayi. Use woh shaam yaad aa gayi—wahi shaam jab usne pehli baar Suleiman ko soch kar khud ko sukh diya tha.
“Aur haan… us din wahin tumhare naam ki pehli muth maari thi… aur kaha tha ki apne lund se, bahut jald, tumhe uska paani pilaunga… dono tarah ka… hahaha… yakeen nahi ho raha, woh din aa hi gaya…”
Jaise hi Suleiman ne use yeh yaad dilaya, Bipasha ke saare doubts khatam ho gaye. Usne achanak jhuk kar uske lund ke tip ko kiss kar liya.
Suleiman ke liye yeh ek bada surprise tha. Uske muh se bas nikla—
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Suleiman ko us pal bilkul umeed nahi thi. Usne uski taraf dekha aur use apne lund ko takte hue paaya.
Suleiman: “Aur karo na jaan… yeh tumhare honthon ke liye taras raha hai…”
Bipasha ne pehle Suleiman ko dekha, phir uske lund ko. Usne apne honth halke se chaat liye. Tip par jama salty precum ka taste use pasand aa raha tha.
Phir woh aage jhuki. Honthon se O bana kar usne apni nayi fantasy ko muh mein le liya.
Shuruat mein woh sirf us bade, circumcised cock ke naram, pulpy head ka maza le rahi thi.
Tip se nikalte salty precum ka swaad use sach mein achha lag raha tha.
Thodi der baad woh dheere-dheere poori length ki taraf badhne lagi. Uska mann tha ki poora lund muh mein le le. Par yeh aasaan nahi tha. Har second ke saath lund aur sakht, aur bada hota ja raha tha.
Woh muh bahar nikaal kar poori length ko jeebh se chaatne lagi.
Jab poora lund uski laar se geela aur slippery ho gaya, toh woh neeche balls ki taraf badhi. Woh lagbhag cosco balls jitne bade lag rahe the. Woh soch sakti thi ki kitna gaadha semen bhara hoga. Usne pehle photo dekhi thi… ab woh sab kuch khud mehsoos karna chahti thi.
Gotiyo ko jeebh se chaatte hue bhi woh lagataar uska lund haath se rub kar rahi thi.
Jab uska mann bhar gaya, woh wapas tip par aayi aur dobara poori length lene ki koshish ki. Suleiman samajh gaya. Usne uska sar pakda aur use apni taraf dheere se dhakelne laga.
Kaafi koshish ke baad, aakhirkaar usne kar dikhaya. Usne Suleiman ke lund ki poori length muh mein le li. Suleiman ke liye yeh blowjob jaise saatve aasman ka ehsaas tha. Zindagi mein usne anek blowjobs liye the—kabhi-kabhi ek saath kai auraton se bhi—par yeh sabse alag, sabse upar tha.
Woh kuch der tak aise hi rahi. Jab saans lena mushkil ho gaya, usne Suleiman ki taang par halki si tap ki. Suleiman ne thoda waqt liya, turant use chhoda nahi.
Jab woh aazaad hui, usne gehri saans li… aur bina ruke dobara uska lund muh mein le liya. Uski balls abhi khaali nahi hui thi. Bipasha ko uska viry buri tarah chahiye tha.
Ab woh baar-baar balls aur lund ki length ke beech turns lene lagi. Use mehsoos ho raha tha ki Suleiman ka lund phir se phool kar sakht ho raha hai. Woh haath se balls rub karte hue, tip ko lagataar suck karti rahi.
Suleiman ab khud ko rok nahi paaya. Aur shayad rokna chahta bhi nahi tha—yeh pal usne bahut intezaar ke baad paaya tha.
Phir achanak usne uske muh ke andar gaadha, garam viry chhodna shuru kiya.
Us waqt sirf lund ka mota head hi Bipasha ke muh mein tha, aur usne pehle hi drop ka swaad mehsoos kar liya.
Kareeb derh minute tak woh tez jets mein semen chhodta raha. Agle 30 seconds chhote-chhote spurts aate rahe. Poora khaali hone mein do minute se zyada lag gaye.
Bipasha ne har boond pee li. Ek bhi drop zaya nahi hui. Dheere-dheere Suleiman ka lund apni sakhti aur shape kho baitha… par phir bhi uske husband se bada hi lag raha tha.
Usne uske lund ke tope ko pyaar se kiss kiya—jaise zindagi ka sabse lazeez drink dene ke liye shukriya kar rahi ho.
Phir Suleiman ki taraf dekha, aur apne honth saaf kar liye.
