Incest Mami or mein
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Weekend ki subah thi. Sneha aur main ghar par hi the. Around 11 baje darwaza khula aur Mummy andar aayi — simple yellow saree mein, baal khule hue, haath mein chhota sa bag. Jaise hi andar aayi, usne hum dono ko dekha aur aankhon mein pyar aur thodi si udasi ke saath muskurayi.
Mummy (dono ko gale lagate hue):
“Beta… bahut din baad aayi hun yahan. Office ke shak, boss wali baat… sab sun liya Sneha se. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai. Koi jaldi nahi, koi sharm nahi… jo dil kare, dheere-dheere karenge.”
Hum teeno hall mein baith gaye. Chai peete hue baatein hui — office ke shak ki, boss ke emotional confession ki, aur hum teeno ke beech jo gehra rishta ban raha tha uski. Mummy ne mera haath pakda aur Sneha ka kandha sahlaaya.
Mummy (aankhon mein nami ke saath):
“Main pehle bahut akeli feel karti thi. Sneha ke papa ke jaane ke baad ghar khali lagta tha. Phir tum dono aaye… pehle Dar tha, sharm thi, lekin ab lagta hai jaise puri family wapas aa gayi ho. Aaj mujhe sirf pyar chahiye… gehra aur sachcha.”
Sneha ne mummy ko gale lagaya. Mainne dono ko apne paas khinch liya. Teeno ka embrace bahut lambe time tak chala — koi sex nahi, sirf closeness.
Phir dheere-dheere bedroom mein chale gaye. Lights dim ki. Mummy ne khud apni saree ka pallu neeche kiya. Sneha ne mummy ki saree kholne mein madad ki. Dono auratein ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Maine apne kapde utare.
Hum teeno bed par let gaye. Main beech mein. Mummy mere left taraf, Sneha right taraf.
Mummy (mere seene par haath ferte hue, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Beta… pehle mujhe apni god mein le… jaise pehle liya tha.”
Maine mummy ko apne upar khinch liya. Uski badi choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Sneha mummy ke peeche let gayi aur mummy ki peeth sahlaane lagi. Mainne mummy ke hoth chume — bahut slow, pyar bhara kiss. Mummy ki aankhon se ek aansu nikal aaya.
Mummy (kiss tod kar, bheegi awaaz mein):
“Bahut din baad kisi ne itna pyar se chuma hai… Sneha beta, tu bhi aa ja mummy ke paas.”
Sneha mummy ke upar aayi. Teeno ek dusre se lipat gaye. Maine mummy ki choochiyaan dheere se chusni shuru ki. Sneha mummy ki dusri choochie chus rahi thi. Mummy hum dono ke sar sahla rahi thi aur halke-halke moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue):
“Dono mere bachche… ek taraf beta, dusri taraf beti… bahut sukoon mil raha hai… aaahh… dheere chuso…”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange dheere se failayi aur uski chut par zubaan pheri. Sneha mummy ke muh par baith gayi — mummy apni beti ki chut chaat rahi thi. Sab kuch bahut slow aur emotional tha. Koi jaldi nahi, bas gehra connection.
Sneha (mummy ki chut chaatte hue mummy ko):
“Mummy… aap bahut pyari ho… Karthik aapko chod raha hai aur main aapko chaat rahi hun… hum teeno sach mein ek ho gaye hain…”
Mainne apna lund mummy ki chut par ragada aur bahut dheere se andar daal diya. Pura lund andar jaate hi mummy ka shareer kaanp utha. Maine slow, gehre strokes shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ki choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi.
Mummy (aankhein band kiye, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Beta… bahut gehra ja raha hai… pyar se chod… mummy teri hi hai… Sneha beta, mummy ko aur pyar de… aaahhh… main aa rahi hun dono ke saath…”
Mummy ka shareer dheere se tight hua aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Uske baad Sneha ne mummy ki jagah li. Main Sneha ko bhi dheere se choda, mummy uski choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Teeno ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Aaj jo hua… yeh sirf sex nahi tha. Yeh hum teeno ka rishta hai. Chahe office mein shak ho, boss ho, kuch bhi ho… ghar aakar hum aise hi milenge. Koi chhupana nahi.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan mummy… ab hum teeno sach mein family hain.”
Raat bhar teeno nange hi lipat kar soye — kabhi spooning, kabhi ek dusre ko sahlate hue, kabhi halke kiss karte hue.Weekend ka dopahar tha. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Mummy ne simple sleeveless nighty pehni hui thi, Sneha ne shorts aur loose top. Main kitchen mein paani pi raha tha tab Mummy peeche se aayi aur mujhe gale se laga liya.
Mummy (mere peeth se chipak kar, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Beta… raat bhar jo sukoon mila tha, woh abhi bhi andar hai. Aaj ghar ke har kone mein hum teeno ko feel karna hai… kitchen se shuru karte hain?”
Sneha bhi kitchen mein aa gayi. Usne mummy ko peeche se pakad liya. Teeno ek dusre se lipat gaye. Koi jaldi nahi thi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj hum teeno kitchen mein hi kuch banayenge… aur beech-beech mein jo mann kare karenge.”
Mummy ne fridge se sabziyan nikali. Hum teeno counter ke paas khade the. Maine mummy ki nighty ke upar se gaand par haath fer diya. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan upar se dabane lagi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue, sabzi kaat te hue):
“Aaahh… dono aa gaye… main sabzi kaat rahi hun aur tum log mujhe chod rahe ho… bahut garmi ho rahi hai beta…”
Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne mummy ki nighty ke strap neeche kiye aur choochiyaan bahar nikaal kar chusne lagi. Mummy counter pakad kar halke moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (hilte hue):
“Beta… andar ungli daal… Sneha zor se chus… aaahh… kitchen mein hi mummy ko chod rahe ho dono…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar dheere andar-bahar karne laga. Mummy ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan muh mein lekar chus rahi thi. Kitchen mein sirf “chap chap” aur mummy ki dheemi saans ki awaazein ho rahi thi.
Thodi der baad maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine peeche se apna lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se andar daal diya.
Mummy (zor se moan karte hue):
“Faaack… beta pura andar daal diya… chod mummy ko… Sneha beta, mummy ki choochiyaan chusti reh…”
Sneha mummy ke saamne counter par baith gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chusne lagi. Main mummy ko dheere-dheere chod raha tha — gehre strokes, pyar se. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ka shareer hil raha tha.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono mere… kitchen mein mummy ko chod rahe ho… bahut pyar aa raha hai… aaahh… main jhadne wali hun…”
Mummy zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Sneha ne mummy ko kiss kiya.
Ab shower ka time tha.
Hum teeno bathroom mein gaye. Garam paani on kiya. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya aur uski chut mein lund daal diya. Mummy peeche se Sneha ki choochiyaan dabane lagi aur kabhi meri gaand par haath fer rahi thi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… zor se… mummy aap bhi andar ungli daalo… aaahh… hum teeno ek saath…”
Mummy ne Sneha ki chut ke paas ungli daal di jab main chod raha tha. Phir maine mummy ko ghuma diya aur usko shower ke neeche chodne laga. Sneha mummy ke saamne baith kar uski chut chaat rahi thi.
Mummy (paani ke neeche kaanpte hue):
“Beta… bahut gehra… Sneha ki zubaan bhi… dono mil kar mummy ko pagal kar rahe ho… aaahhhhh… main aa gayi…!”
Mummy ka dusra jhadna bahut zor ka tha. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi ek dusre se lipat kar baith gaye.
Mummy (dono ko sahlate hue, emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj kitchen aur shower mein jo hua… yeh sirf maza nahi tha. Yeh hum teeno ka rishta hai. Office ka shak ho, duniya kuch bhi kahe… ghar aakar hum aise hi milenge. Main tum dono ki mummy bhi hun aur aurat bhi.”
Sneha ne mummy aur mujhe tightly hug kiya.
Sneha:
“Haan mummy… ab hum teeno sach mein ek hain.”
Raat bhar teeno bed par lipat kar soye — bilkul nange, ek dusre ko sahlate hue.
Mummy (dono ko gale lagate hue):
“Beta… bahut din baad aayi hun yahan. Office ke shak, boss wali baat… sab sun liya Sneha se. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai. Koi jaldi nahi, koi sharm nahi… jo dil kare, dheere-dheere karenge.”
Hum teeno hall mein baith gaye. Chai peete hue baatein hui — office ke shak ki, boss ke emotional confession ki, aur hum teeno ke beech jo gehra rishta ban raha tha uski. Mummy ne mera haath pakda aur Sneha ka kandha sahlaaya.
Mummy (aankhon mein nami ke saath):
“Main pehle bahut akeli feel karti thi. Sneha ke papa ke jaane ke baad ghar khali lagta tha. Phir tum dono aaye… pehle Dar tha, sharm thi, lekin ab lagta hai jaise puri family wapas aa gayi ho. Aaj mujhe sirf pyar chahiye… gehra aur sachcha.”
Sneha ne mummy ko gale lagaya. Mainne dono ko apne paas khinch liya. Teeno ka embrace bahut lambe time tak chala — koi sex nahi, sirf closeness.
Phir dheere-dheere bedroom mein chale gaye. Lights dim ki. Mummy ne khud apni saree ka pallu neeche kiya. Sneha ne mummy ki saree kholne mein madad ki. Dono auratein ab sirf blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Maine apne kapde utare.
Hum teeno bed par let gaye. Main beech mein. Mummy mere left taraf, Sneha right taraf.
Mummy (mere seene par haath ferte hue, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Beta… pehle mujhe apni god mein le… jaise pehle liya tha.”
Maine mummy ko apne upar khinch liya. Uski badi choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Sneha mummy ke peeche let gayi aur mummy ki peeth sahlaane lagi. Mainne mummy ke hoth chume — bahut slow, pyar bhara kiss. Mummy ki aankhon se ek aansu nikal aaya.
Mummy (kiss tod kar, bheegi awaaz mein):
“Bahut din baad kisi ne itna pyar se chuma hai… Sneha beta, tu bhi aa ja mummy ke paas.”
Sneha mummy ke upar aayi. Teeno ek dusre se lipat gaye. Maine mummy ki choochiyaan dheere se chusni shuru ki. Sneha mummy ki dusri choochie chus rahi thi. Mummy hum dono ke sar sahla rahi thi aur halke-halke moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue):
“Dono mere bachche… ek taraf beta, dusri taraf beti… bahut sukoon mil raha hai… aaahh… dheere chuso…”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange dheere se failayi aur uski chut par zubaan pheri. Sneha mummy ke muh par baith gayi — mummy apni beti ki chut chaat rahi thi. Sab kuch bahut slow aur emotional tha. Koi jaldi nahi, bas gehra connection.
Sneha (mummy ki chut chaatte hue mummy ko):
“Mummy… aap bahut pyari ho… Karthik aapko chod raha hai aur main aapko chaat rahi hun… hum teeno sach mein ek ho gaye hain…”
Mainne apna lund mummy ki chut par ragada aur bahut dheere se andar daal diya. Pura lund andar jaate hi mummy ka shareer kaanp utha. Maine slow, gehre strokes shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ki choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi.
Mummy (aankhein band kiye, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Beta… bahut gehra ja raha hai… pyar se chod… mummy teri hi hai… Sneha beta, mummy ko aur pyar de… aaahhh… main aa rahi hun dono ke saath…”
Mummy ka shareer dheere se tight hua aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Uske baad Sneha ne mummy ki jagah li. Main Sneha ko bhi dheere se choda, mummy uski choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Teeno ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Aaj jo hua… yeh sirf sex nahi tha. Yeh hum teeno ka rishta hai. Chahe office mein shak ho, boss ho, kuch bhi ho… ghar aakar hum aise hi milenge. Koi chhupana nahi.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan mummy… ab hum teeno sach mein family hain.”
Raat bhar teeno nange hi lipat kar soye — kabhi spooning, kabhi ek dusre ko sahlate hue, kabhi halke kiss karte hue.Weekend ka dopahar tha. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Mummy ne simple sleeveless nighty pehni hui thi, Sneha ne shorts aur loose top. Main kitchen mein paani pi raha tha tab Mummy peeche se aayi aur mujhe gale se laga liya.
Mummy (mere peeth se chipak kar, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Beta… raat bhar jo sukoon mila tha, woh abhi bhi andar hai. Aaj ghar ke har kone mein hum teeno ko feel karna hai… kitchen se shuru karte hain?”
Sneha bhi kitchen mein aa gayi. Usne mummy ko peeche se pakad liya. Teeno ek dusre se lipat gaye. Koi jaldi nahi thi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj hum teeno kitchen mein hi kuch banayenge… aur beech-beech mein jo mann kare karenge.”
Mummy ne fridge se sabziyan nikali. Hum teeno counter ke paas khade the. Maine mummy ki nighty ke upar se gaand par haath fer diya. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan upar se dabane lagi.
Mummy (saans tez hote hue, sabzi kaat te hue):
“Aaahh… dono aa gaye… main sabzi kaat rahi hun aur tum log mujhe chod rahe ho… bahut garmi ho rahi hai beta…”
Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne mummy ki nighty ke strap neeche kiye aur choochiyaan bahar nikaal kar chusne lagi. Mummy counter pakad kar halke moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (hilte hue):
“Beta… andar ungli daal… Sneha zor se chus… aaahh… kitchen mein hi mummy ko chod rahe ho dono…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar dheere andar-bahar karne laga. Mummy ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan muh mein lekar chus rahi thi. Kitchen mein sirf “chap chap” aur mummy ki dheemi saans ki awaazein ho rahi thi.
Thodi der baad maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine peeche se apna lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se andar daal diya.
Mummy (zor se moan karte hue):
“Faaack… beta pura andar daal diya… chod mummy ko… Sneha beta, mummy ki choochiyaan chusti reh…”
Sneha mummy ke saamne counter par baith gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chusne lagi. Main mummy ko dheere-dheere chod raha tha — gehre strokes, pyar se. Har dhakke ke saath mummy ka shareer hil raha tha.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono mere… kitchen mein mummy ko chod rahe ho… bahut pyar aa raha hai… aaahh… main jhadne wali hun…”
Mummy zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Sneha ne mummy ko kiss kiya.
Ab shower ka time tha.
Hum teeno bathroom mein gaye. Garam paani on kiya. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya aur uski chut mein lund daal diya. Mummy peeche se Sneha ki choochiyaan dabane lagi aur kabhi meri gaand par haath fer rahi thi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… zor se… mummy aap bhi andar ungli daalo… aaahh… hum teeno ek saath…”
Mummy ne Sneha ki chut ke paas ungli daal di jab main chod raha tha. Phir maine mummy ko ghuma diya aur usko shower ke neeche chodne laga. Sneha mummy ke saamne baith kar uski chut chaat rahi thi.
Mummy (paani ke neeche kaanpte hue):
“Beta… bahut gehra… Sneha ki zubaan bhi… dono mil kar mummy ko pagal kar rahe ho… aaahhhhh… main aa gayi…!”
Mummy ka dusra jhadna bahut zor ka tha. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi ek dusre se lipat kar baith gaye.
Mummy (dono ko sahlate hue, emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj kitchen aur shower mein jo hua… yeh sirf maza nahi tha. Yeh hum teeno ka rishta hai. Office ka shak ho, duniya kuch bhi kahe… ghar aakar hum aise hi milenge. Main tum dono ki mummy bhi hun aur aurat bhi.”
Sneha ne mummy aur mujhe tightly hug kiya.
Sneha:
“Haan mummy… ab hum teeno sach mein ek hain.”
Raat bhar teeno bed par lipat kar soye — bilkul nange, ek dusre ko sahlate hue.
Us din shaam ko 7:45 baje office bilkul sunsaan ho chuka tha. Sirf emergency lights jal rahi thi. Mr. Sharma ka message aaya tha: “Karthik, cabin mein aa ja. Riya bhi yahin hai. Aaj thoda time hai.”
Main andar gaya. Door band karte hi Boss ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. Riya table ke paas khadi thi, skirt aur blouse mein, chehra thoda sharmila lekin excited. Boss apni chair par baitha tha, tie thodi loose ki hui.
Mr. Sharma (dheere se):
“Aaj koi jaldi nahi. Hum teeno comfortable feel kar rahe hain toh dheere se enjoy karte hain. Karthik, tu bhi relax kar.”
Riya ne khud apni kurti ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Uski tight choochiyaan skin color bra mein ubhar rahi thi. Maine uske paas ja kar usko kiss kiya — gehra, slow kiss. Boss ne chair se dekh raha tha. Riya ne mera haath pakad kar apni choochiyon par rakh diya. Maine bra ka hook khol diya aur dono choochiyaan bahar nikaal li. Nipples already tight the. Maine ek choochi muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusne laga, zubaan se gol-gol ghumate hue.
Riya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Aaahh Karthik… bahut achha lag raha hai… sir aap bhi aa jaiye…”
Boss utha aur peeche se Riya ko pakad liya. Usne Riya ki skirt upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Riya ki chut saaf aur thodi geeli chamak rahi thi. Boss ne apni zip kholi aur apna mota lund bahar nikaala. Woh Riya ke peeche khada ho gaya aur lund ki topi uski chut par ragadne laga.
Main Riya ki dusri choochie chus raha tha. Riya hum dono ke beech mein thi — ek taraf mera muh uski choochiyon par, dusri taraf Boss ka lund uski chut par. Riya ne mera lund pakad liya aur haath se sehlane lagi.
Riya (saans phoolte hue):
“Dono… bahut garam ho rahe ho aaj… dheere se daaliye sir… Karthik tumhara lund bhi bahut mota hai…”
Boss ne dheere se apna lund Riya ki chut mein dhakel diya. Riya ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. “Aaahhh sir… pura andar chala gaya… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai…” Boss dheere-dheere dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Riya ki choochiyaan mere muh mein hil rahi thi.
Maine Riya ko thoda ghumaya taaki woh table par jhuk jaye. Ab Boss peeche se chod raha tha aur main Riya ke saamne khada ho gaya. Usne mera lund muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi — slurp… slurp ki awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi. Boss ki speed dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Riya ke muh se mera lund nikal kar woh moan kar rahi thi, “Haan sir… aur zor se… Karthik tumhara lund bhi do mujhe…”
Humne position badli. Riya ko table par litaya. Boss ne uski taange kandhon par rakh kar uski chut chodni shuru ki. Main table ke side se uski choochiyaan chus raha tha aur kabhi uske muh mein lund de raha tha. Riya ab poori tarah out of control ho chuki thi.
Riya (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono… bahut maza aa raha hai… sir aapka lund meri chut phaad raha hai… Karthik chooso aur zor se… aaahhh main jhadne wali hun…!”
Riya ka shareer kaanpne laga. Usne zor se jhad diya, chut se paani behne laga. Boss ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Main ne Riya ke muh mein apna maal bhar diya. Riya ne pura nigal liya aur thak kar table par let gayi.
Hum teeno thak kar baith gaye. Riya hum dono ke beech mein leti hui thi. Boss ne uske baal sahlaaye aur bola,
Boss:
“Yeh rishta sirf yahin tak rahega… lekin jab bhi mann kare, hum teeno mil sakte hain. Karthik, tu bahut mature hai. Sneha aur uski mummy ke saath bhi jo hai, usko sambhal.”
Riya ne mere chest par sir rakh kar dheere se kaha,
Riya:
“Aaj bahut emotional aur maza dono aaya… kal phir milte hain.”
Hum teeno kapde theek karke bahar nikle. Office ki khamoshi mein sirf hum teeno ki saanson ki awaaz abhi bhi goonj rahi thi.Agla din office mein bahut important client meeting thi. Client ek badi FMCG company ka Director tha — Mr. Agarwal. Meeting conference room mein thi. Boss Mr. Sharma, main, Sneha aur team ke do aur members the. Presentation maine taiyar ki thi, lekin kal raat Sneha aur Mummy ke saath late night session ki wajah se main thoda tired aur distracted tha.
Meeting shuru hui. Pehle 20 minute sab theek chala. Maine numbers aur campaign strategy present ki. Phir Mr. Agarwal ne ek crucial question poocha:
Mr. Agarwal: “Karthik, is campaign mein ROI projection 18% hai… lekin last slide mein tumne 12% likha hai. Yeh mismatch kyun hai?”
Main thoda confuse ho gaya. Dimag mein kal raat Mummy ki choochiyaan chuste hue aur Sneha ki moan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi. Maine jaldi se slide dekha aur galti se bol diya,
Main: “Sir… yeh 12% hi correct hai. 18% purana data tha.”
Asal mein 18% correct tha aur 12% typing error tha. Poora room silent ho gaya. Mr. Agarwal ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Mr. Agarwal (gusse mein table par haath patak kar):
“Yeh kya bakwas hai? Humne 4.5 crore ka budget approve kiya tha. Agar tum log itna careless ho toh hum risk nahi le sakte. Agreement cancel! Hum kal tak formal mail bhej denge.”
Boss Mr. Sharma ka chehra safed pad gaya. Unhone bahut koshish ki samjhaane ki, lekin Mr. Agarwal ne suni nahi. Meeting khatam hui aur client chala gaya.
Boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaya. Door band tha.
Mr. Sharma (gusse aur disappointment ke saath):
“Karthik… yeh kya kiya tune? 4.5 crore ka project chala gaya. Company ko bahut bada loss hoga is mahine. Main kya report likhun management ko? Aaj ghar ja. Kal baat karte hain.”
Main ghar laut aaya. Dil bhari hua tha. Jaise hi darwaza khola, Sneha aur Mummy dono hall mein khade the. Sneha ne turant mujhe gale laga liya.
Sneha (mere seene mein muh chhupate hue):
“Kya hua? Office se itni jaldi? Chehra itna utra hua kyun hai?”
Main ne pura scene bata diya. Mummy ne mujhe god mein baitha liya, mere sar par haath ferte hue.
Mummy (naram, pyar bhari awaaz mein):
“Beta… tension mat lo. Galti ho gayi, ho gayi. Ab ghar aaye ho toh hum dono tumhe khush kar denge. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai.”
Mummy ne mujhe bedroom mein le liya. Lights dim kar di. Sneha peeche-peeche aayi. Teeno bed par baith gaye. Mummy ne mujhe nanga kiya aur khud apni nighty utar di. Sneha ne bhi apne kapde utare.
Mummy mere upar chadh gayi. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Usne mera lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlana shuru kiya.
Mummy (mere kaan mein):
“Beta… jo tension hai, woh mummy ki chut mein nikaal do. Aaj dheere-dheere, pyar se chodna mujhe.”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange failayi aur uski geeli chut par zubaan pherne laga. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur kabhi mujhe kiss kar rahi thi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… bahut achha chaat raha hai… andar zubaan daal… Sneha zor se chus mummy ki choochiyaan…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar andar-bahar karne laga. Phir apna mota lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se pura andar daal diya. Mummy ka shareer kaanp utha.
Mummy (mere kandhe pakad kar):
“Faaack… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke maar beta… mummy teri hi hai aaj…”
Main mummy ko slow aur gehre strokes se chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi. Sneha kabhi mummy ki chut ke paas ungli bhi fer rahi thi jab main andar-bahar kar raha tha.
Sneha (mummy ko kiss karte hue):
“Mummy… Karthik aapko kitna pyar se chod raha hai… main bhi aapki chut chaatna chahti hun…”
Humne position badli. Mummy doggy style mein thi. Main peeche se chod raha tha. Sneha mummy ke neeche let gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy zor-zor moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai… Sneha beta mummy ki chut bhi chaat… dono mil kar pagal kar do mummy ko… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun…!”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne mummy ki chut se beh rahe ras ko chaat liya.
Teeno thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Beta… office ki tension yahin chhod do. Hum teeno tumhare saath hain. Kal boss se baat kar lena. Aaj raat hum teeno sirf tumhe khush karenge… jitni baar mann kare.”
Sneha ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se kaha,
Sneha: “Haan… aaj pura din aur raat hum dono tumhari seva karenge.Raat ke 9:30 baje the. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Lights bahut dim kar di gayi thi. Mummy ne kitchen mein simple dal-chawal garam karne shuru kiya tha, lekin uski nighty ke andar kuch nahi tha. Sneha mere paas sofa par leti hui thi, sirf ek loose t-shirt mein.
Mummy ne awaaz di, “Beta… khana ready hai, aa jao.”
Hum teeno kitchen mein gaye. Mummy counter par khadi thi, nighty ke upar se uski badi gaand ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Maine peeche se usko pakad liya. Meri hard lund uski gaand par ragad rahi thi.
Mummy (halki si cheekh ke saath, muskurate hue):
“Beta… pehle khana toh kha lo… phir mummy ko jitna mann kare chod lena.”
Lekin main ruk nahi saka. Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne aage aakar mummy ki choochiyaan pakad li aur blouse ke upar se hi dabane lagi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj pura din office ki tension mein tha Karthik… ab hum dono ise khush karenge.”
Maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine apna lund bahar nikala aur dheere se uski chut mein dhakel diya. Mummy counter pakad kar zor se moan karne lagi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh beta… pura andar daal diya… bahut mota hai aaj… dheere dheere dhakke maar… mummy teri hi hai…”
Main mummy ko kitchen counter par chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan aage-peeche hil rahi thi. Sneha neeche let gayi aur mummy ki chut ke paas se mera lund aur mummy ki chut dono ko chaatne lagi. Uski zubaan kabhi mera lund chaat ti, kabhi mummy ki clit.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sneha beta… teri zubaan bahut garam hai… Karthik zor se chod… aaahhh… main pehli baar hi jhadne wali hun kitchen mein…”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya. Uski chut mere lund ko kas li aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne jo bhi bahar nikla tha, sab chaat liya.
Khana khane ke baad hum teeno bathroom chale gaye.
Shower on kiya — garam paani tez dhara se gir raha tha. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya. Uski taange meri kamar par lapet di aur lund uski chut mein daal diya. Sneha ne meri gardan pakad li aur zor se kiss karne lagi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aap dekhiye na… kitna zor se chod raha hai mujhe…”
Mummy peeche se mere balls ko sahla rahi thi aur kabhi Sneha ki gaand par thappad maar rahi thi. Phir Mummy ne apni ungli Sneha ki gaand mein dheere se daal di.
Mummy (garam awaaz mein):
“Sneha beta… mummy teri gaand bhi chod rahi hai… Karthik tu meri beti ko aur zor se chod…”
Sneha ka shareer kaanp raha tha. Paani, ungli aur lund — teeno mil kar usko pagal kar rahe the. Woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar maal bhar diya.
Ab baari Mummy ki thi. Maine Mummy ko shower ke neeche ghutno par baitha diya aur uske muh mein lund daal diya. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur ungli se uski chut chod rahi thi.
Mummy (lund muh mein le kar garam awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… beta ka lund bahut tasty hai… Sneha zor se ungli kar… mummy jhadne wali hai…”
Mummy bhi jhad gayi. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi bahut der tak lipat kar khade rahe.
Raat ke 1:30 baje balcony par chale gaye. Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Mumbai ki lights door tak chamak rahi thi. Teeno nange hi balcony par let gaye — ek chhoti si mattress laga kar.
Maine Sneha ko balcony ki railing par jhuka diya aur peeche se chodne laga. Mummy neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut chaatne lagi jab main chod raha tha.
Sneha (hawa mein moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut risky hai… koi dekh lega… lekin mat ruk… Karthik zor se chod… mummy aapki zubaan meri clit par bahut achhi lag rahi hai…”
Hawa mein teeno ki saansen aur thap-thap ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Sneha jhad gayi. Phir maine Mummy ko railing par jhukaya aur usko chodne laga. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (hawa mein chillate hue):
“Beta… bahar balcony par mummy ko chod raha hai… bahut maza aa raha hai… zor se… aaahhhhh main aa gayi…!”
Main Mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya.
Teeno thak kar balcony par hi let gaye. Ek dusre se lipat kar, taare dekh kar, halki baatein karte hue.
Mummy (mere chest par sir rakh kar, pyar se):
“Beta… aaj office ki saari tension nikal gayi na? Hum teeno hamesha tere saath hain. Jo bhi ho, ghar aakar hum aise hi tumhe khush karenge.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan… ab so jao. Kal nayi subah hai.”
Teeno nange hi ek dusre se lipat kar so gaye. Bahar hawa chal rahi thi aur andar sukoon tha.
Main andar gaya. Door band karte hi Boss ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. Riya table ke paas khadi thi, skirt aur blouse mein, chehra thoda sharmila lekin excited. Boss apni chair par baitha tha, tie thodi loose ki hui.
Mr. Sharma (dheere se):
“Aaj koi jaldi nahi. Hum teeno comfortable feel kar rahe hain toh dheere se enjoy karte hain. Karthik, tu bhi relax kar.”
Riya ne khud apni kurti ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Uski tight choochiyaan skin color bra mein ubhar rahi thi. Maine uske paas ja kar usko kiss kiya — gehra, slow kiss. Boss ne chair se dekh raha tha. Riya ne mera haath pakad kar apni choochiyon par rakh diya. Maine bra ka hook khol diya aur dono choochiyaan bahar nikaal li. Nipples already tight the. Maine ek choochi muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusne laga, zubaan se gol-gol ghumate hue.
Riya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Aaahh Karthik… bahut achha lag raha hai… sir aap bhi aa jaiye…”
Boss utha aur peeche se Riya ko pakad liya. Usne Riya ki skirt upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Riya ki chut saaf aur thodi geeli chamak rahi thi. Boss ne apni zip kholi aur apna mota lund bahar nikaala. Woh Riya ke peeche khada ho gaya aur lund ki topi uski chut par ragadne laga.
Main Riya ki dusri choochie chus raha tha. Riya hum dono ke beech mein thi — ek taraf mera muh uski choochiyon par, dusri taraf Boss ka lund uski chut par. Riya ne mera lund pakad liya aur haath se sehlane lagi.
Riya (saans phoolte hue):
“Dono… bahut garam ho rahe ho aaj… dheere se daaliye sir… Karthik tumhara lund bhi bahut mota hai…”
Boss ne dheere se apna lund Riya ki chut mein dhakel diya. Riya ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. “Aaahhh sir… pura andar chala gaya… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai…” Boss dheere-dheere dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Riya ki choochiyaan mere muh mein hil rahi thi.
Maine Riya ko thoda ghumaya taaki woh table par jhuk jaye. Ab Boss peeche se chod raha tha aur main Riya ke saamne khada ho gaya. Usne mera lund muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi — slurp… slurp ki awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi. Boss ki speed dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Riya ke muh se mera lund nikal kar woh moan kar rahi thi, “Haan sir… aur zor se… Karthik tumhara lund bhi do mujhe…”
Humne position badli. Riya ko table par litaya. Boss ne uski taange kandhon par rakh kar uski chut chodni shuru ki. Main table ke side se uski choochiyaan chus raha tha aur kabhi uske muh mein lund de raha tha. Riya ab poori tarah out of control ho chuki thi.
Riya (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono… bahut maza aa raha hai… sir aapka lund meri chut phaad raha hai… Karthik chooso aur zor se… aaahhh main jhadne wali hun…!”
Riya ka shareer kaanpne laga. Usne zor se jhad diya, chut se paani behne laga. Boss ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Main ne Riya ke muh mein apna maal bhar diya. Riya ne pura nigal liya aur thak kar table par let gayi.
Hum teeno thak kar baith gaye. Riya hum dono ke beech mein leti hui thi. Boss ne uske baal sahlaaye aur bola,
Boss:
“Yeh rishta sirf yahin tak rahega… lekin jab bhi mann kare, hum teeno mil sakte hain. Karthik, tu bahut mature hai. Sneha aur uski mummy ke saath bhi jo hai, usko sambhal.”
Riya ne mere chest par sir rakh kar dheere se kaha,
Riya:
“Aaj bahut emotional aur maza dono aaya… kal phir milte hain.”
Hum teeno kapde theek karke bahar nikle. Office ki khamoshi mein sirf hum teeno ki saanson ki awaaz abhi bhi goonj rahi thi.Agla din office mein bahut important client meeting thi. Client ek badi FMCG company ka Director tha — Mr. Agarwal. Meeting conference room mein thi. Boss Mr. Sharma, main, Sneha aur team ke do aur members the. Presentation maine taiyar ki thi, lekin kal raat Sneha aur Mummy ke saath late night session ki wajah se main thoda tired aur distracted tha.
Meeting shuru hui. Pehle 20 minute sab theek chala. Maine numbers aur campaign strategy present ki. Phir Mr. Agarwal ne ek crucial question poocha:
Mr. Agarwal: “Karthik, is campaign mein ROI projection 18% hai… lekin last slide mein tumne 12% likha hai. Yeh mismatch kyun hai?”
Main thoda confuse ho gaya. Dimag mein kal raat Mummy ki choochiyaan chuste hue aur Sneha ki moan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi. Maine jaldi se slide dekha aur galti se bol diya,
Main: “Sir… yeh 12% hi correct hai. 18% purana data tha.”
Asal mein 18% correct tha aur 12% typing error tha. Poora room silent ho gaya. Mr. Agarwal ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Mr. Agarwal (gusse mein table par haath patak kar):
“Yeh kya bakwas hai? Humne 4.5 crore ka budget approve kiya tha. Agar tum log itna careless ho toh hum risk nahi le sakte. Agreement cancel! Hum kal tak formal mail bhej denge.”
Boss Mr. Sharma ka chehra safed pad gaya. Unhone bahut koshish ki samjhaane ki, lekin Mr. Agarwal ne suni nahi. Meeting khatam hui aur client chala gaya.
Boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaya. Door band tha.
Mr. Sharma (gusse aur disappointment ke saath):
“Karthik… yeh kya kiya tune? 4.5 crore ka project chala gaya. Company ko bahut bada loss hoga is mahine. Main kya report likhun management ko? Aaj ghar ja. Kal baat karte hain.”
Main ghar laut aaya. Dil bhari hua tha. Jaise hi darwaza khola, Sneha aur Mummy dono hall mein khade the. Sneha ne turant mujhe gale laga liya.
Sneha (mere seene mein muh chhupate hue):
“Kya hua? Office se itni jaldi? Chehra itna utra hua kyun hai?”
Main ne pura scene bata diya. Mummy ne mujhe god mein baitha liya, mere sar par haath ferte hue.
Mummy (naram, pyar bhari awaaz mein):
“Beta… tension mat lo. Galti ho gayi, ho gayi. Ab ghar aaye ho toh hum dono tumhe khush kar denge. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai.”
Mummy ne mujhe bedroom mein le liya. Lights dim kar di. Sneha peeche-peeche aayi. Teeno bed par baith gaye. Mummy ne mujhe nanga kiya aur khud apni nighty utar di. Sneha ne bhi apne kapde utare.
Mummy mere upar chadh gayi. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Usne mera lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlana shuru kiya.
Mummy (mere kaan mein):
“Beta… jo tension hai, woh mummy ki chut mein nikaal do. Aaj dheere-dheere, pyar se chodna mujhe.”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange failayi aur uski geeli chut par zubaan pherne laga. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur kabhi mujhe kiss kar rahi thi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… bahut achha chaat raha hai… andar zubaan daal… Sneha zor se chus mummy ki choochiyaan…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar andar-bahar karne laga. Phir apna mota lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se pura andar daal diya. Mummy ka shareer kaanp utha.
Mummy (mere kandhe pakad kar):
“Faaack… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke maar beta… mummy teri hi hai aaj…”
Main mummy ko slow aur gehre strokes se chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi. Sneha kabhi mummy ki chut ke paas ungli bhi fer rahi thi jab main andar-bahar kar raha tha.
Sneha (mummy ko kiss karte hue):
“Mummy… Karthik aapko kitna pyar se chod raha hai… main bhi aapki chut chaatna chahti hun…”
Humne position badli. Mummy doggy style mein thi. Main peeche se chod raha tha. Sneha mummy ke neeche let gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy zor-zor moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai… Sneha beta mummy ki chut bhi chaat… dono mil kar pagal kar do mummy ko… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun…!”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne mummy ki chut se beh rahe ras ko chaat liya.
Teeno thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Beta… office ki tension yahin chhod do. Hum teeno tumhare saath hain. Kal boss se baat kar lena. Aaj raat hum teeno sirf tumhe khush karenge… jitni baar mann kare.”
Sneha ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se kaha,
Sneha: “Haan… aaj pura din aur raat hum dono tumhari seva karenge.Raat ke 9:30 baje the. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Lights bahut dim kar di gayi thi. Mummy ne kitchen mein simple dal-chawal garam karne shuru kiya tha, lekin uski nighty ke andar kuch nahi tha. Sneha mere paas sofa par leti hui thi, sirf ek loose t-shirt mein.
Mummy ne awaaz di, “Beta… khana ready hai, aa jao.”
Hum teeno kitchen mein gaye. Mummy counter par khadi thi, nighty ke upar se uski badi gaand ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Maine peeche se usko pakad liya. Meri hard lund uski gaand par ragad rahi thi.
Mummy (halki si cheekh ke saath, muskurate hue):
“Beta… pehle khana toh kha lo… phir mummy ko jitna mann kare chod lena.”
Lekin main ruk nahi saka. Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne aage aakar mummy ki choochiyaan pakad li aur blouse ke upar se hi dabane lagi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj pura din office ki tension mein tha Karthik… ab hum dono ise khush karenge.”
Maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine apna lund bahar nikala aur dheere se uski chut mein dhakel diya. Mummy counter pakad kar zor se moan karne lagi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh beta… pura andar daal diya… bahut mota hai aaj… dheere dheere dhakke maar… mummy teri hi hai…”
Main mummy ko kitchen counter par chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan aage-peeche hil rahi thi. Sneha neeche let gayi aur mummy ki chut ke paas se mera lund aur mummy ki chut dono ko chaatne lagi. Uski zubaan kabhi mera lund chaat ti, kabhi mummy ki clit.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sneha beta… teri zubaan bahut garam hai… Karthik zor se chod… aaahhh… main pehli baar hi jhadne wali hun kitchen mein…”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya. Uski chut mere lund ko kas li aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne jo bhi bahar nikla tha, sab chaat liya.
Khana khane ke baad hum teeno bathroom chale gaye.
Shower on kiya — garam paani tez dhara se gir raha tha. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya. Uski taange meri kamar par lapet di aur lund uski chut mein daal diya. Sneha ne meri gardan pakad li aur zor se kiss karne lagi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aap dekhiye na… kitna zor se chod raha hai mujhe…”
Mummy peeche se mere balls ko sahla rahi thi aur kabhi Sneha ki gaand par thappad maar rahi thi. Phir Mummy ne apni ungli Sneha ki gaand mein dheere se daal di.
Mummy (garam awaaz mein):
“Sneha beta… mummy teri gaand bhi chod rahi hai… Karthik tu meri beti ko aur zor se chod…”
Sneha ka shareer kaanp raha tha. Paani, ungli aur lund — teeno mil kar usko pagal kar rahe the. Woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar maal bhar diya.
Ab baari Mummy ki thi. Maine Mummy ko shower ke neeche ghutno par baitha diya aur uske muh mein lund daal diya. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur ungli se uski chut chod rahi thi.
Mummy (lund muh mein le kar garam awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… beta ka lund bahut tasty hai… Sneha zor se ungli kar… mummy jhadne wali hai…”
Mummy bhi jhad gayi. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi bahut der tak lipat kar khade rahe.
Raat ke 1:30 baje balcony par chale gaye. Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Mumbai ki lights door tak chamak rahi thi. Teeno nange hi balcony par let gaye — ek chhoti si mattress laga kar.
Maine Sneha ko balcony ki railing par jhuka diya aur peeche se chodne laga. Mummy neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut chaatne lagi jab main chod raha tha.
Sneha (hawa mein moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut risky hai… koi dekh lega… lekin mat ruk… Karthik zor se chod… mummy aapki zubaan meri clit par bahut achhi lag rahi hai…”
Hawa mein teeno ki saansen aur thap-thap ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Sneha jhad gayi. Phir maine Mummy ko railing par jhukaya aur usko chodne laga. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (hawa mein chillate hue):
“Beta… bahar balcony par mummy ko chod raha hai… bahut maza aa raha hai… zor se… aaahhhhh main aa gayi…!”
Main Mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya.
Teeno thak kar balcony par hi let gaye. Ek dusre se lipat kar, taare dekh kar, halki baatein karte hue.
Mummy (mere chest par sir rakh kar, pyar se):
“Beta… aaj office ki saari tension nikal gayi na? Hum teeno hamesha tere saath hain. Jo bhi ho, ghar aakar hum aise hi tumhe khush karenge.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan… ab so jao. Kal nayi subah hai.”
Teeno nange hi ek dusre se lipat kar so gaye. Bahar hawa chal rahi thi aur andar sukoon tha.
Us din shaam ko 7:45 baje office bilkul sunsaan ho chuka tha. Sirf emergency lights jal rahi thi. Mr. Sharma ka message aaya tha: “Karthik, cabin mein aa ja. Riya bhi yahin hai. Aaj thoda time hai.”
Main andar gaya. Door band karte hi Boss ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. Riya table ke paas khadi thi, skirt aur blouse mein, chehra thoda sharmila lekin excited. Boss apni chair par baitha tha, tie thodi loose ki hui.
Mr. Sharma (dheere se):
“Aaj koi jaldi nahi. Hum teeno comfortable feel kar rahe hain toh dheere se enjoy karte hain. Karthik, tu bhi relax kar.”
Riya ne khud apni kurti ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Uski tight choochiyaan skin color bra mein ubhar rahi thi. Maine uske paas ja kar usko kiss kiya — gehra, slow kiss. Boss ne chair se dekh raha tha. Riya ne mera haath pakad kar apni choochiyon par rakh diya. Maine bra ka hook khol diya aur dono choochiyaan bahar nikaal li. Nipples already tight the. Maine ek choochi muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusne laga, zubaan se gol-gol ghumate hue.
Riya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Aaahh Karthik… bahut achha lag raha hai… sir aap bhi aa jaiye…”
Boss utha aur peeche se Riya ko pakad liya. Usne Riya ki skirt upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Riya ki chut saaf aur thodi geeli chamak rahi thi. Boss ne apni zip kholi aur apna mota lund bahar nikaala. Woh Riya ke peeche khada ho gaya aur lund ki topi uski chut par ragadne laga.
Main Riya ki dusri choochie chus raha tha. Riya hum dono ke beech mein thi — ek taraf mera muh uski choochiyon par, dusri taraf Boss ka lund uski chut par. Riya ne mera lund pakad liya aur haath se sehlane lagi.
Riya (saans phoolte hue):
“Dono… bahut garam ho rahe ho aaj… dheere se daaliye sir… Karthik tumhara lund bhi bahut mota hai…”
Boss ne dheere se apna lund Riya ki chut mein dhakel diya. Riya ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. “Aaahhh sir… pura andar chala gaya… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai…” Boss dheere-dheere dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Riya ki choochiyaan mere muh mein hil rahi thi.
Maine Riya ko thoda ghumaya taaki woh table par jhuk jaye. Ab Boss peeche se chod raha tha aur main Riya ke saamne khada ho gaya. Usne mera lund muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi — slurp… slurp ki awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi. Boss ki speed dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Riya ke muh se mera lund nikal kar woh moan kar rahi thi, “Haan sir… aur zor se… Karthik tumhara lund bhi do mujhe…”
Humne position badli. Riya ko table par litaya. Boss ne uski taange kandhon par rakh kar uski chut chodni shuru ki. Main table ke side se uski choochiyaan chus raha tha aur kabhi uske muh mein lund de raha tha. Riya ab poori tarah out of control ho chuki thi.
Riya (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono… bahut maza aa raha hai… sir aapka lund meri chut phaad raha hai… Karthik chooso aur zor se… aaahhh main jhadne wali hun…!”
Riya ka shareer kaanpne laga. Usne zor se jhad diya, chut se paani behne laga. Boss ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Main ne Riya ke muh mein apna maal bhar diya. Riya ne pura nigal liya aur thak kar table par let gayi.
Hum teeno thak kar baith gaye. Riya hum dono ke beech mein leti hui thi. Boss ne uske baal sahlaaye aur bola,
Boss:
“Yeh rishta sirf yahin tak rahega… lekin jab bhi mann kare, hum teeno mil sakte hain. Karthik, tu bahut mature hai. Sneha aur uski mummy ke saath bhi jo hai, usko sambhal.”
Riya ne mere chest par sir rakh kar dheere se kaha,
Riya:
“Aaj bahut emotional aur maza dono aaya… kal phir milte hain.”
Hum teeno kapde theek karke bahar nikle. Office ki khamoshi mein sirf hum teeno ki saanson ki awaaz abhi bhi goonj rahi thi.Agla din office mein bahut important client meeting thi. Client ek badi FMCG company ka Director tha — Mr. Agarwal. Meeting conference room mein thi. Boss Mr. Sharma, main, Sneha aur team ke do aur members the. Presentation maine taiyar ki thi, lekin kal raat Sneha aur Mummy ke saath late night session ki wajah se main thoda tired aur distracted tha.
Meeting shuru hui. Pehle 20 minute sab theek chala. Maine numbers aur campaign strategy present ki. Phir Mr. Agarwal ne ek crucial question poocha:
Mr. Agarwal: “Karthik, is campaign mein ROI projection 18% hai… lekin last slide mein tumne 12% likha hai. Yeh mismatch kyun hai?”
Main thoda confuse ho gaya. Dimag mein kal raat Mummy ki choochiyaan chuste hue aur Sneha ki moan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi. Maine jaldi se slide dekha aur galti se bol diya,
Main: “Sir… yeh 12% hi correct hai. 18% purana data tha.”
Asal mein 18% correct tha aur 12% typing error tha. Poora room silent ho gaya. Mr. Agarwal ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Mr. Agarwal (gusse mein table par haath patak kar):
“Yeh kya bakwas hai? Humne 4.5 crore ka budget approve kiya tha. Agar tum log itna careless ho toh hum risk nahi le sakte. Agreement cancel! Hum kal tak formal mail bhej denge.”
Boss Mr. Sharma ka chehra safed pad gaya. Unhone bahut koshish ki samjhaane ki, lekin Mr. Agarwal ne suni nahi. Meeting khatam hui aur client chala gaya.
Boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaya. Door band tha.
Mr. Sharma (gusse aur disappointment ke saath):
“Karthik… yeh kya kiya tune? 4.5 crore ka project chala gaya. Company ko bahut bada loss hoga is mahine. Main kya report likhun management ko? Aaj ghar ja. Kal baat karte hain.”
Main ghar laut aaya. Dil bhari hua tha. Jaise hi darwaza khola, Sneha aur Mummy dono hall mein khade the. Sneha ne turant mujhe gale laga liya.
Sneha (mere seene mein muh chhupate hue):
“Kya hua? Office se itni jaldi? Chehra itna utra hua kyun hai?”
Main ne pura scene bata diya. Mummy ne mujhe god mein baitha liya, mere sar par haath ferte hue.
Mummy (naram, pyar bhari awaaz mein):
“Beta… tension mat lo. Galti ho gayi, ho gayi. Ab ghar aaye ho toh hum dono tumhe khush kar denge. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai.”
Mummy ne mujhe bedroom mein le liya. Lights dim kar di. Sneha peeche-peeche aayi. Teeno bed par baith gaye. Mummy ne mujhe nanga kiya aur khud apni nighty utar di. Sneha ne bhi apne kapde utare.
Mummy mere upar chadh gayi. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Usne mera lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlana shuru kiya.
Mummy (mere kaan mein):
“Beta… jo tension hai, woh mummy ki chut mein nikaal do. Aaj dheere-dheere, pyar se chodna mujhe.”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange failayi aur uski geeli chut par zubaan pherne laga. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur kabhi mujhe kiss kar rahi thi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… bahut achha chaat raha hai… andar zubaan daal… Sneha zor se chus mummy ki choochiyaan…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar andar-bahar karne laga. Phir apna mota lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se pura andar daal diya. Mummy ka shareer kaanp utha.
Mummy (mere kandhe pakad kar):
“Faaack… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke maar beta… mummy teri hi hai aaj…”
Main mummy ko slow aur gehre strokes se chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi. Sneha kabhi mummy ki chut ke paas ungli bhi fer rahi thi jab main andar-bahar kar raha tha.
Sneha (mummy ko kiss karte hue):
“Mummy… Karthik aapko kitna pyar se chod raha hai… main bhi aapki chut chaatna chahti hun…”
Humne position badli. Mummy doggy style mein thi. Main peeche se chod raha tha. Sneha mummy ke neeche let gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy zor-zor moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai… Sneha beta mummy ki chut bhi chaat… dono mil kar pagal kar do mummy ko… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun…!”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne mummy ki chut se beh rahe ras ko chaat liya.
Teeno thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Beta… office ki tension yahin chhod do. Hum teeno tumhare saath hain. Kal boss se baat kar lena. Aaj raat hum teeno sirf tumhe khush karenge… jitni baar mann kare.”
Sneha ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se kaha,
Sneha: “Haan… aaj pura din aur raat hum dono tumhari seva karenge.Raat ke 9:30 baje the. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Lights bahut dim kar di gayi thi. Mummy ne kitchen mein simple dal-chawal garam karne shuru kiya tha, lekin uski nighty ke andar kuch nahi tha. Sneha mere paas sofa par leti hui thi, sirf ek loose t-shirt mein.
Mummy ne awaaz di, “Beta… khana ready hai, aa jao.”
Hum teeno kitchen mein gaye. Mummy counter par khadi thi, nighty ke upar se uski badi gaand ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Maine peeche se usko pakad liya. Meri hard lund uski gaand par ragad rahi thi.
Mummy (halki si cheekh ke saath, muskurate hue):
“Beta… pehle khana toh kha lo… phir mummy ko jitna mann kare chod lena.”
Lekin main ruk nahi saka. Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne aage aakar mummy ki choochiyaan pakad li aur blouse ke upar se hi dabane lagi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj pura din office ki tension mein tha Karthik… ab hum dono ise khush karenge.”
Maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine apna lund bahar nikala aur dheere se uski chut mein dhakel diya. Mummy counter pakad kar zor se moan karne lagi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh beta… pura andar daal diya… bahut mota hai aaj… dheere dheere dhakke maar… mummy teri hi hai…”
Main mummy ko kitchen counter par chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan aage-peeche hil rahi thi. Sneha neeche let gayi aur mummy ki chut ke paas se mera lund aur mummy ki chut dono ko chaatne lagi. Uski zubaan kabhi mera lund chaat ti, kabhi mummy ki clit.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sneha beta… teri zubaan bahut garam hai… Karthik zor se chod… aaahhh… main pehli baar hi jhadne wali hun kitchen mein…”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya. Uski chut mere lund ko kas li aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne jo bhi bahar nikla tha, sab chaat liya.
Khana khane ke baad hum teeno bathroom chale gaye.
Shower on kiya — garam paani tez dhara se gir raha tha. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya. Uski taange meri kamar par lapet di aur lund uski chut mein daal diya. Sneha ne meri gardan pakad li aur zor se kiss karne lagi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aap dekhiye na… kitna zor se chod raha hai mujhe…”
Mummy peeche se mere balls ko sahla rahi thi aur kabhi Sneha ki gaand par thappad maar rahi thi. Phir Mummy ne apni ungli Sneha ki gaand mein dheere se daal di.
Mummy (garam awaaz mein):
“Sneha beta… mummy teri gaand bhi chod rahi hai… Karthik tu meri beti ko aur zor se chod…”
Sneha ka shareer kaanp raha tha. Paani, ungli aur lund — teeno mil kar usko pagal kar rahe the. Woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar maal bhar diya.
Ab baari Mummy ki thi. Maine Mummy ko shower ke neeche ghutno par baitha diya aur uske muh mein lund daal diya. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur ungli se uski chut chod rahi thi.
Mummy (lund muh mein le kar garam awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… beta ka lund bahut tasty hai… Sneha zor se ungli kar… mummy jhadne wali hai…”
Mummy bhi jhad gayi. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi bahut der tak lipat kar khade rahe.
Raat ke 1:30 baje balcony par chale gaye. Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Mumbai ki lights door tak chamak rahi thi. Teeno nange hi balcony par let gaye — ek chhoti si mattress laga kar.
Maine Sneha ko balcony ki railing par jhuka diya aur peeche se chodne laga. Mummy neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut chaatne lagi jab main chod raha tha.
Sneha (hawa mein moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut risky hai… koi dekh lega… lekin mat ruk… Karthik zor se chod… mummy aapki zubaan meri clit par bahut achhi lag rahi hai…”
Hawa mein teeno ki saansen aur thap-thap ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Sneha jhad gayi. Phir maine Mummy ko railing par jhukaya aur usko chodne laga. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (hawa mein chillate hue):
“Beta… bahar balcony par mummy ko chod raha hai… bahut maza aa raha hai… zor se… aaahhhhh main aa gayi…!”
Main Mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya.
Teeno thak kar balcony par hi let gaye. Ek dusre se lipat kar, taare dekh kar, halki baatein karte hue.
Mummy (mere chest par sir rakh kar, pyar se):
“Beta… aaj office ki saari tension nikal gayi na? Hum teeno hamesha tere saath hain. Jo bhi ho, ghar aakar hum aise hi tumhe khush karenge.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan… ab so jao. Kal nayi subah hai.”
Teeno nange hi ek dusre se lipat kar so gaye. Bahar hawa chal rahi thi aur andar sukoon tha.
Main andar gaya. Door band karte hi Boss ne mujhe dekha aur muskuraya. Riya table ke paas khadi thi, skirt aur blouse mein, chehra thoda sharmila lekin excited. Boss apni chair par baitha tha, tie thodi loose ki hui.
Mr. Sharma (dheere se):
“Aaj koi jaldi nahi. Hum teeno comfortable feel kar rahe hain toh dheere se enjoy karte hain. Karthik, tu bhi relax kar.”
Riya ne khud apni kurti ke buttons kholne shuru kiye. Uski tight choochiyaan skin color bra mein ubhar rahi thi. Maine uske paas ja kar usko kiss kiya — gehra, slow kiss. Boss ne chair se dekh raha tha. Riya ne mera haath pakad kar apni choochiyon par rakh diya. Maine bra ka hook khol diya aur dono choochiyaan bahar nikaal li. Nipples already tight the. Maine ek choochi muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusne laga, zubaan se gol-gol ghumate hue.
Riya ki saans tez ho gayi. “Aaahh Karthik… bahut achha lag raha hai… sir aap bhi aa jaiye…”
Boss utha aur peeche se Riya ko pakad liya. Usne Riya ki skirt upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Riya ki chut saaf aur thodi geeli chamak rahi thi. Boss ne apni zip kholi aur apna mota lund bahar nikaala. Woh Riya ke peeche khada ho gaya aur lund ki topi uski chut par ragadne laga.
Main Riya ki dusri choochie chus raha tha. Riya hum dono ke beech mein thi — ek taraf mera muh uski choochiyon par, dusri taraf Boss ka lund uski chut par. Riya ne mera lund pakad liya aur haath se sehlane lagi.
Riya (saans phoolte hue):
“Dono… bahut garam ho rahe ho aaj… dheere se daaliye sir… Karthik tumhara lund bhi bahut mota hai…”
Boss ne dheere se apna lund Riya ki chut mein dhakel diya. Riya ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. “Aaahhh sir… pura andar chala gaya… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai…” Boss dheere-dheere dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath Riya ki choochiyaan mere muh mein hil rahi thi.
Maine Riya ko thoda ghumaya taaki woh table par jhuk jaye. Ab Boss peeche se chod raha tha aur main Riya ke saamne khada ho gaya. Usne mera lund muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se chusne lagi — slurp… slurp ki awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi. Boss ki speed dheere-dheere badh rahi thi. Riya ke muh se mera lund nikal kar woh moan kar rahi thi, “Haan sir… aur zor se… Karthik tumhara lund bhi do mujhe…”
Humne position badli. Riya ko table par litaya. Boss ne uski taange kandhon par rakh kar uski chut chodni shuru ki. Main table ke side se uski choochiyaan chus raha tha aur kabhi uske muh mein lund de raha tha. Riya ab poori tarah out of control ho chuki thi.
Riya (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Dono… bahut maza aa raha hai… sir aapka lund meri chut phaad raha hai… Karthik chooso aur zor se… aaahhh main jhadne wali hun…!”
Riya ka shareer kaanpne laga. Usne zor se jhad diya, chut se paani behne laga. Boss ne bhi uske andar hi release kar diya. Main ne Riya ke muh mein apna maal bhar diya. Riya ne pura nigal liya aur thak kar table par let gayi.
Hum teeno thak kar baith gaye. Riya hum dono ke beech mein leti hui thi. Boss ne uske baal sahlaaye aur bola,
Boss:
“Yeh rishta sirf yahin tak rahega… lekin jab bhi mann kare, hum teeno mil sakte hain. Karthik, tu bahut mature hai. Sneha aur uski mummy ke saath bhi jo hai, usko sambhal.”
Riya ne mere chest par sir rakh kar dheere se kaha,
Riya:
“Aaj bahut emotional aur maza dono aaya… kal phir milte hain.”
Hum teeno kapde theek karke bahar nikle. Office ki khamoshi mein sirf hum teeno ki saanson ki awaaz abhi bhi goonj rahi thi.Agla din office mein bahut important client meeting thi. Client ek badi FMCG company ka Director tha — Mr. Agarwal. Meeting conference room mein thi. Boss Mr. Sharma, main, Sneha aur team ke do aur members the. Presentation maine taiyar ki thi, lekin kal raat Sneha aur Mummy ke saath late night session ki wajah se main thoda tired aur distracted tha.
Meeting shuru hui. Pehle 20 minute sab theek chala. Maine numbers aur campaign strategy present ki. Phir Mr. Agarwal ne ek crucial question poocha:
Mr. Agarwal: “Karthik, is campaign mein ROI projection 18% hai… lekin last slide mein tumne 12% likha hai. Yeh mismatch kyun hai?”
Main thoda confuse ho gaya. Dimag mein kal raat Mummy ki choochiyaan chuste hue aur Sneha ki moan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi. Maine jaldi se slide dekha aur galti se bol diya,
Main: “Sir… yeh 12% hi correct hai. 18% purana data tha.”
Asal mein 18% correct tha aur 12% typing error tha. Poora room silent ho gaya. Mr. Agarwal ka chehra laal ho gaya.
Mr. Agarwal (gusse mein table par haath patak kar):
“Yeh kya bakwas hai? Humne 4.5 crore ka budget approve kiya tha. Agar tum log itna careless ho toh hum risk nahi le sakte. Agreement cancel! Hum kal tak formal mail bhej denge.”
Boss Mr. Sharma ka chehra safed pad gaya. Unhone bahut koshish ki samjhaane ki, lekin Mr. Agarwal ne suni nahi. Meeting khatam hui aur client chala gaya.
Boss ne mujhe apne cabin mein bulaya. Door band tha.
Mr. Sharma (gusse aur disappointment ke saath):
“Karthik… yeh kya kiya tune? 4.5 crore ka project chala gaya. Company ko bahut bada loss hoga is mahine. Main kya report likhun management ko? Aaj ghar ja. Kal baat karte hain.”
Main ghar laut aaya. Dil bhari hua tha. Jaise hi darwaza khola, Sneha aur Mummy dono hall mein khade the. Sneha ne turant mujhe gale laga liya.
Sneha (mere seene mein muh chhupate hue):
“Kya hua? Office se itni jaldi? Chehra itna utra hua kyun hai?”
Main ne pura scene bata diya. Mummy ne mujhe god mein baitha liya, mere sar par haath ferte hue.
Mummy (naram, pyar bhari awaaz mein):
“Beta… tension mat lo. Galti ho gayi, ho gayi. Ab ghar aaye ho toh hum dono tumhe khush kar denge. Aaj sirf hum teeno ka din hai.”
Mummy ne mujhe bedroom mein le liya. Lights dim kar di. Sneha peeche-peeche aayi. Teeno bed par baith gaye. Mummy ne mujhe nanga kiya aur khud apni nighty utar di. Sneha ne bhi apne kapde utare.
Mummy mere upar chadh gayi. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Usne mera lund haath mein pakad kar dheere se sehlana shuru kiya.
Mummy (mere kaan mein):
“Beta… jo tension hai, woh mummy ki chut mein nikaal do. Aaj dheere-dheere, pyar se chodna mujhe.”
Maine mummy ko litaya. Uski taange failayi aur uski geeli chut par zubaan pherne laga. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur kabhi mujhe kiss kar rahi thi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… bahut achha chaat raha hai… andar zubaan daal… Sneha zor se chus mummy ki choochiyaan…”
Maine do ungliyan mummy ki chut mein daal kar andar-bahar karne laga. Phir apna mota lund uski chut par ragadte hue dheere se pura andar daal diya. Mummy ka shareer kaanp utha.
Mummy (mere kandhe pakad kar):
“Faaack… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke maar beta… mummy teri hi hai aaj…”
Main mummy ko slow aur gehre strokes se chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur Sneha unko chus rahi thi. Sneha kabhi mummy ki chut ke paas ungli bhi fer rahi thi jab main andar-bahar kar raha tha.
Sneha (mummy ko kiss karte hue):
“Mummy… Karthik aapko kitna pyar se chod raha hai… main bhi aapki chut chaatna chahti hun…”
Humne position badli. Mummy doggy style mein thi. Main peeche se chod raha tha. Sneha mummy ke neeche let gayi aur mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy zor-zor moan kar rahi thi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra ja raha hai… Sneha beta mummy ki chut bhi chaat… dono mil kar pagal kar do mummy ko… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun…!”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne mummy ki chut se beh rahe ras ko chaat liya.
Teeno thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Mummy mere chest par sir rakh kar boli,
Mummy (pyar se):
“Beta… office ki tension yahin chhod do. Hum teeno tumhare saath hain. Kal boss se baat kar lena. Aaj raat hum teeno sirf tumhe khush karenge… jitni baar mann kare.”
Sneha ne mujhe kiss kiya aur dheere se kaha,
Sneha: “Haan… aaj pura din aur raat hum dono tumhari seva karenge.Raat ke 9:30 baje the. Ghar mein sirf hum teeno the. Lights bahut dim kar di gayi thi. Mummy ne kitchen mein simple dal-chawal garam karne shuru kiya tha, lekin uski nighty ke andar kuch nahi tha. Sneha mere paas sofa par leti hui thi, sirf ek loose t-shirt mein.
Mummy ne awaaz di, “Beta… khana ready hai, aa jao.”
Hum teeno kitchen mein gaye. Mummy counter par khadi thi, nighty ke upar se uski badi gaand ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Maine peeche se usko pakad liya. Meri hard lund uski gaand par ragad rahi thi.
Mummy (halki si cheekh ke saath, muskurate hue):
“Beta… pehle khana toh kha lo… phir mummy ko jitna mann kare chod lena.”
Lekin main ruk nahi saka. Maine mummy ki nighty upar ki aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherne laga. Sneha ne aage aakar mummy ki choochiyaan pakad li aur blouse ke upar se hi dabane lagi.
Sneha (mummy ki gardan chumte hue):
“Mummy… aaj pura din office ki tension mein tha Karthik… ab hum dono ise khush karenge.”
Maine mummy ko counter par jhuka diya. Uski nighty kamar tak upar thi. Maine apna lund bahar nikala aur dheere se uski chut mein dhakel diya. Mummy counter pakad kar zor se moan karne lagi.
Mummy (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahhh beta… pura andar daal diya… bahut mota hai aaj… dheere dheere dhakke maar… mummy teri hi hai…”
Main mummy ko kitchen counter par chod raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan aage-peeche hil rahi thi. Sneha neeche let gayi aur mummy ki chut ke paas se mera lund aur mummy ki chut dono ko chaatne lagi. Uski zubaan kabhi mera lund chaat ti, kabhi mummy ki clit.
Mummy (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sneha beta… teri zubaan bahut garam hai… Karthik zor se chod… aaahhh… main pehli baar hi jhadne wali hun kitchen mein…”
Mummy ka shareer kaanp gaya. Uski chut mere lund ko kas li aur woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal bhar diya. Sneha ne jo bhi bahar nikla tha, sab chaat liya.
Khana khane ke baad hum teeno bathroom chale gaye.
Shower on kiya — garam paani tez dhara se gir raha tha. Teeno nange the. Paani hum par beh raha tha.
Maine Sneha ko deewar se chipka diya. Uski taange meri kamar par lapet di aur lund uski chut mein daal diya. Sneha ne meri gardan pakad li aur zor se kiss karne lagi.
Sneha (paani ke neeche moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aap dekhiye na… kitna zor se chod raha hai mujhe…”
Mummy peeche se mere balls ko sahla rahi thi aur kabhi Sneha ki gaand par thappad maar rahi thi. Phir Mummy ne apni ungli Sneha ki gaand mein dheere se daal di.
Mummy (garam awaaz mein):
“Sneha beta… mummy teri gaand bhi chod rahi hai… Karthik tu meri beti ko aur zor se chod…”
Sneha ka shareer kaanp raha tha. Paani, ungli aur lund — teeno mil kar usko pagal kar rahe the. Woh zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske andar maal bhar diya.
Ab baari Mummy ki thi. Maine Mummy ko shower ke neeche ghutno par baitha diya aur uske muh mein lund daal diya. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi aur ungli se uski chut chod rahi thi.
Mummy (lund muh mein le kar garam awaaz mein):
“Mmmhh… beta ka lund bahut tasty hai… Sneha zor se ungli kar… mummy jhadne wali hai…”
Mummy bhi jhad gayi. Hum teeno paani ke neeche hi bahut der tak lipat kar khade rahe.
Raat ke 1:30 baje balcony par chale gaye. Bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Mumbai ki lights door tak chamak rahi thi. Teeno nange hi balcony par let gaye — ek chhoti si mattress laga kar.
Maine Sneha ko balcony ki railing par jhuka diya aur peeche se chodne laga. Mummy neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut chaatne lagi jab main chod raha tha.
Sneha (hawa mein moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut risky hai… koi dekh lega… lekin mat ruk… Karthik zor se chod… mummy aapki zubaan meri clit par bahut achhi lag rahi hai…”
Hawa mein teeno ki saansen aur thap-thap ki awaaz mil rahi thi. Sneha jhad gayi. Phir maine Mummy ko railing par jhukaya aur usko chodne laga. Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (hawa mein chillate hue):
“Beta… bahar balcony par mummy ko chod raha hai… bahut maza aa raha hai… zor se… aaahhhhh main aa gayi…!”
Main Mummy ke andar hi jhad gaya.
Teeno thak kar balcony par hi let gaye. Ek dusre se lipat kar, taare dekh kar, halki baatein karte hue.
Mummy (mere chest par sir rakh kar, pyar se):
“Beta… aaj office ki saari tension nikal gayi na? Hum teeno hamesha tere saath hain. Jo bhi ho, ghar aakar hum aise hi tumhe khush karenge.”
Sneha ne hum dono ko kiss kiya aur bola,
Sneha: “Haan… ab so jao. Kal nayi subah hai.”
Teeno nange hi ek dusre se lipat kar so gaye. Bahar hawa chal rahi thi aur andar sukoon tha.
Agle din subah 10 baje boss ka call aaya. Main ghar par hi tha, kal ki galti ki wajah se mood kharab tha.
Mr. Sharma (serious lekin controlled awaaz mein):
“Karthik, office mat aana. Seedha Mr. Agarwal ke ghar ja. Unka address maine WhatsApp kar diya hai. Ja kar personally maafi maang, explain kar ki galti ho gayi thi. Campaign ke numbers sahi hain, bas presentation mein typing error tha. Unko manaa. Warna 4.5 crore ka loss company nahi jhel paayegi. Jaise bhi ho, unko convince kar ke agreement renew karwa. Samjha?”
Main: “Ji sir… abhi ja raha hun.”
Maine best formal shirt aur pant pehni, presentation ki hard copy li aur Mr. Agarwal ke bungalow ki taraf nikal gaya. Bandra mein ek bada luxurious bungalow tha — high gates, garden, aur andar modern villa.
Gate par security ne naam poocha aur andar bheja. Mr. Agarwal bahar garden mein hi mil gaye. Unka mood abhi bhi kharab tha, lekin unhone andar bulaya.
Andar drawing room mein unki wife thi — Mrs. Agarwal (naam: Neha), umar lagbhag 42-43, bahut sundar aur maintained. Fair skin, lambi height, tight salwar suit mein badi-badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur bhari hui gaand. Woh muskurate hue chai bana rahi thi. Jaise hi maine unko dekha, mera lund pant ke andar hi thoda khada hone laga. Unki mature beauty, sharir ki chamak aur woh confident smile dekh kar control nahi ho raha tha.
Mr. Agarwal: “Neha, yeh Karthik hai… office se aaya hai. Baitho Karthik.”
Neha ne mujhe chai di aur mere saamne baith gayi. Uski salwar ke upar se choochiyon ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Jab woh jhuki toh cleavage bhi halka sa dikh gaya. Mera lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Maine taange cross kar li taaki ubhaar chhup jaye.
Main ne bahut koshish ki maafi maangne ki, numbers explain kiye, nayi proposal diya. Mr. Agarwal thoda soft hue lekin abhi bhi soch mein the.
Mr. Agarwal: “Theek hai… main sochta hun. Tum yahin wait karo, main upar ja kar files dekh kar aata hun.”
Woh upar chale gaye. Neha aur main drawing room mein akela reh gaye.
Neha (muskurate hue, mujhe dekhte hue):
“Aap bahut young aur smart lag rahe ho. Office mein itni badi responsibility… thoda nervous lag rahe ho aaj.”
Unki awaaz mein mithaas thi. Jab woh chai rakhne jhuki, unki gaand meri taraf thi — bahut bhari aur gol. Mera lund ab pant mein tent bana chuka tha. Neha ne notice kiya aur halke se muskurayi, lekin kuch nahi boli.
Mr. Agarwal neeche aaye aur bola ki woh kal final decision denge. Main wahan se nikal aaya.
Ghar laut kar main seedha bedroom mein gaya. Sneha aur Mummy dono bahar gayi hui thi. Main bed par let gaya, pant utari aur apna khada lund haath mein pakad liya.
Dimag mein sirf Neha ki images ghum rahi thi — uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar, bhari gaand aur woh muskurahat jab usne mera ubhaar notice kiya tha.
Maine aankhein band ki aur sochne laga:
Neha counter par jhuki hui hai, salwar neeche… main peeche se uski moti gaand pakad kar zor-zor se chod raha hun… woh moan kar rahi hai “Karthik beta… aur zor se… meri chut phaad do…”
Haath tez hone laga. Lund bahut tight tha.
Neha mujhe apni choochiyaan chuswane deti hui… “Mere pati ko mat bataana… aaj se yeh chut teri hai…”
Main aur tez hilane laga. Pre-cum nikal raha tha.
Aakhir mein main zor se jhad gaya — mota sa cum mere pet aur chest par gir gaya. Neha ke naam ki soch kar bahut zor ka orgasm tha.
Main saans sambhalte hue let gaya. Phone mein Sneha ka message aaya tha — “Shaam ko ghar aa rahe hain mummy ke saath. Tension mat lo.”
Lekin dimag abhi bhi Neha ke shareer mein tha.Shaam 7 baje main Mr. Agarwal ke Bandra wale bade bungalow pahuncha. Is baar maine bag mein loaded pistol rakh li thi. Ghar mein koi servant ya guard nahi tha — Mr. Agarwal ne pehle hi sabko chhutti de di thi.
Security ne bag check kiya toh maine documents dikha diye. Andar drawing room mein Mr. Agarwal sofa par baitha whiskey pee raha tha. Neha side mein khadi thi, black transparent saree mein.
Jaise hi main andar ghus, maine bag se pistol nikala aur seedha Mr. Agarwal par point kar diya.
Main (thande, gusse bhare awaaz mein):
“Chup raho sir. Aaj agreement renew hoga… meri sharton par. Hilna mat, warna goli chal jayegi.”
Mr. Agarwal ka chehra safed pad gaya. Neha dar ke maare kaanpne lagi.
Main (Neha ki taraf pistol ghumate hue):
“Neha ji… saree utaro. Poori tarah nangi ho jao. Jaldi.”
Neha ne darte hue pallu neeche kiya. Blouse aur petticoat bhi utar diye. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi — badi bhari choochiyaan, patli kamar, moti gaand aur clean shaved chut.
Main (Mr. Agarwal se):
“Aap baith kar dekhiye sir… main aapki biwi ko chod raha hun. Hilna mat.”
Maine Neha ko baal pakad kar table par jhuka diya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi. Maine zip kholi, mota sakht lund bahar nikala aur Neha ki chut par ragadte hue ek hi zor ke dhakke mein pura andar pel diya.
Neha (zor se cheekh kar, rone lagi):
“Aaahhhhh… nahi… bahut mota hai… please mat… mera pati dekh raha hai… aaahhh dard ho raha hai…!”
Main (tez dhakke marte hue, pistol Mr. Agarwal par rakhe hue):
“Chup randi… aaj tu meri hai. Zor se cheekh… tera pati dekh raha hai kaise main teri chut phaad raha hun.”
Har dhakke ke saath Neha ki badi choochiyaan table par zor se ragad rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ke around tight ho rahi thi. Main uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maar raha tha.
Mr. Agarwal (dar ke maare chup, lekin gusse mein):
“Karthik… yeh galat hai… mat kar…”
Main (tez dhakke marte hue):
“Chup raho sir. Dekho kaise teri biwi ki chut mere lund ko andar khinch rahi hai.”
Neha ab rone-mazaa ke beech moan kar rahi thi. Uski taange kaanp rahi thi.
Neha (table pakad kar, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra… phaad diya… please dheere… main teri randi hun aaj… pati dekh rahe hain… aaahhhhh!”
Maine uske baal aur zor se pakde aur speed badha di. Neha ki chut se ras beh raha tha. Mr. Agarwal chupchap baitha pistol dekh kar kuch nahi bol pa raha tha.
Main ne Neha ko ghuma diya, table par litaya, taange kandhon par rakh kar missionary style mein chodne laga. Uske muh par haath rakh kar zor se chod raha tha.
Main (Neha ki choochiyaan zor se dabate hue):
“Bol… bol ki tu meri randi hai… aur tera pati dekh raha hai.”
Neha (aansu aur mazaa ke beech):
“Main… teri randi hun… chod mujhe… pati dekh rahe hain… aaahhhhh main jhad rahi hun…!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi, uski chut mere lund ko kas li. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal ke zor ke jhatke bhare.
Neha thak kar table par gir gayi, chut se mera maal aur uska ras beh raha tha.
Main (pistol Mr. Agarwal par point karte hue):
“Agreement renew ho gaya sir. Har mahine ek baar aunga… Neha ko chodne. Koi problem nahi toh theek, warna pistol phir aa jayega.”
Mr. Agarwal chup raha. Neha ne uth kar mujhe dar aur laalach bhari nazar se dekha.Neha table par leti hui thi, pura shareer paseene aur mere maal se sanda hua. Uski saans tez aur tooti hui thi. Pistol abhi bhi mere haath mein tha, lekin ab maine usko side mein rakh diya tha. Mr. Agarwal sofa par baitha tha, chehra safed, haath kaanp rahe the.
Neha ki aankhein band thi. Pehle kuch second woh sirf saans le rahi thi. Phir dheere-dheere uska chehra badalne laga.
Neha (bahut dheemi, tooti hui awaaz mein, aankhein band kiye):
“Ye… ye kya ho gaya… mera pati… mere saamne… main… main randi ban gayi…”
Uski aankhon se aansu behne lage. Woh haathon se apna chehra chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin haath kaanp rahe the. Uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal bahar nikal raha tha, taange khuli hui thi.
Neha (rone lagi, awaaz mein dar aur tootpan):
“Main… 22 saal se is ghar ki malikin thi… pati ke saamne itni badi aurat… aur aaj… ek jawan ladke ne… mere pati ke saamne… mujhe randi bana diya… aaahh… meri izzat… meri izzat chali gayi…”
Uska shareer kaanp raha tha. Woh table par leti hui thi, choochiyaan upar-neeche ho rahi thi, chut se beh raha maal uski janghon par gir raha tha. Usne apni taange band karne ki koshish ki lekin taakat nahi thi.
Neha (aankhein khol kar pati ki taraf dekhte hue, toot kar):
“Ji… aap… aapne mujhe bachaya nahi… pistol dekh kar chup rahe… main aapki biwi thi… aur aap dekh rahe the… kaise yeh ladka… mujhe chod raha tha… meri chut phaad raha tha… main… main ab kya hun? Sirf ek cheez… randi…”
Uski awaaz mein gehra tootpan tha. Woh uthne ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin haath table par slide ho rahe the. Usne apni choochiyaan haathon se chhupane ki koshish ki, lekin unmein abhi bhi mere haathon ke nishaan the.
Neha (mujhe dekhte hue, aansu behate hue, halki si laalach ke saath bhi):
“Tum… tumne mujhe… itni zabardasti… itna zor se… main pehle kabhi aise nahi chudi thi… dard ho raha hai… lekin… andar kuch aur bhi ho raha hai… jaise main… toot gayi hun… aur phir bhi… yeh feeling… bahut gehri hai… main ab kya karungi? Roz yeh yaad aayega… mera pati dekh raha tha… aur main… main jhad rahi thi…”
Uski saans phool rahi thi. Woh table se utar kar zameen par baith gayi, taange band kiye, haathon se apna shareer chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Lekin uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal tapak raha tha.
Neha (sir jhukaye, toot kar rone lagi):
“Main… 42 saal ki aurat… ghar ki izzat… aur aaj… ek ladke ne pistol dikhakar… mujhe table par jhuka kar… chod diya… mere pati ke saamne… main ab kya face karungi? Har baar jab pati mujhe chhuega… mujhe yeh yaad aayega… ki main… uske saamne randi ban chuki thi…”
Mr. Agarwal chup tha.
Mr. Sharma (serious lekin controlled awaaz mein):
“Karthik, office mat aana. Seedha Mr. Agarwal ke ghar ja. Unka address maine WhatsApp kar diya hai. Ja kar personally maafi maang, explain kar ki galti ho gayi thi. Campaign ke numbers sahi hain, bas presentation mein typing error tha. Unko manaa. Warna 4.5 crore ka loss company nahi jhel paayegi. Jaise bhi ho, unko convince kar ke agreement renew karwa. Samjha?”
Main: “Ji sir… abhi ja raha hun.”
Maine best formal shirt aur pant pehni, presentation ki hard copy li aur Mr. Agarwal ke bungalow ki taraf nikal gaya. Bandra mein ek bada luxurious bungalow tha — high gates, garden, aur andar modern villa.
Gate par security ne naam poocha aur andar bheja. Mr. Agarwal bahar garden mein hi mil gaye. Unka mood abhi bhi kharab tha, lekin unhone andar bulaya.
Andar drawing room mein unki wife thi — Mrs. Agarwal (naam: Neha), umar lagbhag 42-43, bahut sundar aur maintained. Fair skin, lambi height, tight salwar suit mein badi-badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur bhari hui gaand. Woh muskurate hue chai bana rahi thi. Jaise hi maine unko dekha, mera lund pant ke andar hi thoda khada hone laga. Unki mature beauty, sharir ki chamak aur woh confident smile dekh kar control nahi ho raha tha.
Mr. Agarwal: “Neha, yeh Karthik hai… office se aaya hai. Baitho Karthik.”
Neha ne mujhe chai di aur mere saamne baith gayi. Uski salwar ke upar se choochiyon ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Jab woh jhuki toh cleavage bhi halka sa dikh gaya. Mera lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Maine taange cross kar li taaki ubhaar chhup jaye.
Main ne bahut koshish ki maafi maangne ki, numbers explain kiye, nayi proposal diya. Mr. Agarwal thoda soft hue lekin abhi bhi soch mein the.
Mr. Agarwal: “Theek hai… main sochta hun. Tum yahin wait karo, main upar ja kar files dekh kar aata hun.”
Woh upar chale gaye. Neha aur main drawing room mein akela reh gaye.
Neha (muskurate hue, mujhe dekhte hue):
“Aap bahut young aur smart lag rahe ho. Office mein itni badi responsibility… thoda nervous lag rahe ho aaj.”
Unki awaaz mein mithaas thi. Jab woh chai rakhne jhuki, unki gaand meri taraf thi — bahut bhari aur gol. Mera lund ab pant mein tent bana chuka tha. Neha ne notice kiya aur halke se muskurayi, lekin kuch nahi boli.
Mr. Agarwal neeche aaye aur bola ki woh kal final decision denge. Main wahan se nikal aaya.
Ghar laut kar main seedha bedroom mein gaya. Sneha aur Mummy dono bahar gayi hui thi. Main bed par let gaya, pant utari aur apna khada lund haath mein pakad liya.
Dimag mein sirf Neha ki images ghum rahi thi — uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar, bhari gaand aur woh muskurahat jab usne mera ubhaar notice kiya tha.
Maine aankhein band ki aur sochne laga:
Neha counter par jhuki hui hai, salwar neeche… main peeche se uski moti gaand pakad kar zor-zor se chod raha hun… woh moan kar rahi hai “Karthik beta… aur zor se… meri chut phaad do…”
Haath tez hone laga. Lund bahut tight tha.
Neha mujhe apni choochiyaan chuswane deti hui… “Mere pati ko mat bataana… aaj se yeh chut teri hai…”
Main aur tez hilane laga. Pre-cum nikal raha tha.
Aakhir mein main zor se jhad gaya — mota sa cum mere pet aur chest par gir gaya. Neha ke naam ki soch kar bahut zor ka orgasm tha.
Main saans sambhalte hue let gaya. Phone mein Sneha ka message aaya tha — “Shaam ko ghar aa rahe hain mummy ke saath. Tension mat lo.”
Lekin dimag abhi bhi Neha ke shareer mein tha.Shaam 7 baje main Mr. Agarwal ke Bandra wale bade bungalow pahuncha. Is baar maine bag mein loaded pistol rakh li thi. Ghar mein koi servant ya guard nahi tha — Mr. Agarwal ne pehle hi sabko chhutti de di thi.
Security ne bag check kiya toh maine documents dikha diye. Andar drawing room mein Mr. Agarwal sofa par baitha whiskey pee raha tha. Neha side mein khadi thi, black transparent saree mein.
Jaise hi main andar ghus, maine bag se pistol nikala aur seedha Mr. Agarwal par point kar diya.
Main (thande, gusse bhare awaaz mein):
“Chup raho sir. Aaj agreement renew hoga… meri sharton par. Hilna mat, warna goli chal jayegi.”
Mr. Agarwal ka chehra safed pad gaya. Neha dar ke maare kaanpne lagi.
Main (Neha ki taraf pistol ghumate hue):
“Neha ji… saree utaro. Poori tarah nangi ho jao. Jaldi.”
Neha ne darte hue pallu neeche kiya. Blouse aur petticoat bhi utar diye. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi — badi bhari choochiyaan, patli kamar, moti gaand aur clean shaved chut.
Main (Mr. Agarwal se):
“Aap baith kar dekhiye sir… main aapki biwi ko chod raha hun. Hilna mat.”
Maine Neha ko baal pakad kar table par jhuka diya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi. Maine zip kholi, mota sakht lund bahar nikala aur Neha ki chut par ragadte hue ek hi zor ke dhakke mein pura andar pel diya.
Neha (zor se cheekh kar, rone lagi):
“Aaahhhhh… nahi… bahut mota hai… please mat… mera pati dekh raha hai… aaahhh dard ho raha hai…!”
Main (tez dhakke marte hue, pistol Mr. Agarwal par rakhe hue):
“Chup randi… aaj tu meri hai. Zor se cheekh… tera pati dekh raha hai kaise main teri chut phaad raha hun.”
Har dhakke ke saath Neha ki badi choochiyaan table par zor se ragad rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ke around tight ho rahi thi. Main uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maar raha tha.
Mr. Agarwal (dar ke maare chup, lekin gusse mein):
“Karthik… yeh galat hai… mat kar…”
Main (tez dhakke marte hue):
“Chup raho sir. Dekho kaise teri biwi ki chut mere lund ko andar khinch rahi hai.”
Neha ab rone-mazaa ke beech moan kar rahi thi. Uski taange kaanp rahi thi.
Neha (table pakad kar, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut gehra… phaad diya… please dheere… main teri randi hun aaj… pati dekh rahe hain… aaahhhhh!”
Maine uske baal aur zor se pakde aur speed badha di. Neha ki chut se ras beh raha tha. Mr. Agarwal chupchap baitha pistol dekh kar kuch nahi bol pa raha tha.
Main ne Neha ko ghuma diya, table par litaya, taange kandhon par rakh kar missionary style mein chodne laga. Uske muh par haath rakh kar zor se chod raha tha.
Main (Neha ki choochiyaan zor se dabate hue):
“Bol… bol ki tu meri randi hai… aur tera pati dekh raha hai.”
Neha (aansu aur mazaa ke beech):
“Main… teri randi hun… chod mujhe… pati dekh rahe hain… aaahhhhh main jhad rahi hun…!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi, uski chut mere lund ko kas li. Main ne bhi uske andar hi garam maal ke zor ke jhatke bhare.
Neha thak kar table par gir gayi, chut se mera maal aur uska ras beh raha tha.
Main (pistol Mr. Agarwal par point karte hue):
“Agreement renew ho gaya sir. Har mahine ek baar aunga… Neha ko chodne. Koi problem nahi toh theek, warna pistol phir aa jayega.”
Mr. Agarwal chup raha. Neha ne uth kar mujhe dar aur laalach bhari nazar se dekha.Neha table par leti hui thi, pura shareer paseene aur mere maal se sanda hua. Uski saans tez aur tooti hui thi. Pistol abhi bhi mere haath mein tha, lekin ab maine usko side mein rakh diya tha. Mr. Agarwal sofa par baitha tha, chehra safed, haath kaanp rahe the.
Neha ki aankhein band thi. Pehle kuch second woh sirf saans le rahi thi. Phir dheere-dheere uska chehra badalne laga.
Neha (bahut dheemi, tooti hui awaaz mein, aankhein band kiye):
“Ye… ye kya ho gaya… mera pati… mere saamne… main… main randi ban gayi…”
Uski aankhon se aansu behne lage. Woh haathon se apna chehra chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin haath kaanp rahe the. Uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal bahar nikal raha tha, taange khuli hui thi.
Neha (rone lagi, awaaz mein dar aur tootpan):
“Main… 22 saal se is ghar ki malikin thi… pati ke saamne itni badi aurat… aur aaj… ek jawan ladke ne… mere pati ke saamne… mujhe randi bana diya… aaahh… meri izzat… meri izzat chali gayi…”
Uska shareer kaanp raha tha. Woh table par leti hui thi, choochiyaan upar-neeche ho rahi thi, chut se beh raha maal uski janghon par gir raha tha. Usne apni taange band karne ki koshish ki lekin taakat nahi thi.
Neha (aankhein khol kar pati ki taraf dekhte hue, toot kar):
“Ji… aap… aapne mujhe bachaya nahi… pistol dekh kar chup rahe… main aapki biwi thi… aur aap dekh rahe the… kaise yeh ladka… mujhe chod raha tha… meri chut phaad raha tha… main… main ab kya hun? Sirf ek cheez… randi…”
Uski awaaz mein gehra tootpan tha. Woh uthne ki koshish kar rahi thi lekin haath table par slide ho rahe the. Usne apni choochiyaan haathon se chhupane ki koshish ki, lekin unmein abhi bhi mere haathon ke nishaan the.
Neha (mujhe dekhte hue, aansu behate hue, halki si laalach ke saath bhi):
“Tum… tumne mujhe… itni zabardasti… itna zor se… main pehle kabhi aise nahi chudi thi… dard ho raha hai… lekin… andar kuch aur bhi ho raha hai… jaise main… toot gayi hun… aur phir bhi… yeh feeling… bahut gehri hai… main ab kya karungi? Roz yeh yaad aayega… mera pati dekh raha tha… aur main… main jhad rahi thi…”
Uski saans phool rahi thi. Woh table se utar kar zameen par baith gayi, taange band kiye, haathon se apna shareer chhupane ki koshish kar rahi thi. Lekin uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal tapak raha tha.
Neha (sir jhukaye, toot kar rone lagi):
“Main… 42 saal ki aurat… ghar ki izzat… aur aaj… ek ladke ne pistol dikhakar… mujhe table par jhuka kar… chod diya… mere pati ke saamne… main ab kya face karungi? Har baar jab pati mujhe chhuega… mujhe yeh yaad aayega… ki main… uske saamne randi ban chuki thi…”
Mr. Agarwal chup tha.
Subah office pahuncha toh mood thoda better tha. Promotion letter abhi table par rakha hua tha. Around 11 baje Mr. Sharma ne mujhe cabin mein bulaya.
Mr. Sharma (khush aur confident andaaz mein):
“Karthik, baitho. Kal wala turnaround bahut impressive tha. Client ne agreement renew kar diya aur extra budget bhi badha diya. Ab ek naya project hai — Himachal mein luxury resort chain ke saath tie-up. Location Shimla ke paas. 3-4 hafte ka on-site kaam hai. Main soch raha hun tu lead kare. Flight aur hotel booking ready hai. Kal subah ki flight hai.”
Maine sir hilaya. Shimla jaane ka excitement tha, lekin ghar chhodne ka mann nahi tha.
Mr. Sharma:
“Wahan Mr. Agarwal ka bhi resort hai us area mein. Unse bhi mil lena. Performance achhi rahi toh aur promotion aur bonus pakka. Pack kar le, aur haan — family ko bata dena.”
Ghar pahunch kar Sneha aur Mummy ko pura scene bataya. Dono khush hue.
Sneha (mujhe gale lagate hue):
“Shimla! Bahut sundar jagah hai… lekin itne din akela? Hum video call kar lenge roz.”
Mummy (mere kandhe par haath rakh kar):
“Beta, ja. Wahan bhi khayal rakhna. Jab wapas aayega tab hum teeno mil kar poori raat celebrate karenge.”
Raat Ka Gehri Session
Raat ko teeno bedroom mein the. Lights dim, fireplace jaisa feel dene ke liye room heater on. Mummy ne mujhe bed par baitha diya aur khud god mein baith gayi. Sneha peeche se meri shirt utar rahi thi.
Mummy (mere hoth chumte hue, naram awaaz mein):
“Beta… promotion ki khushi mein aaj mummy aur Sneha dono tumhari seva karengi. Dheere-dheere… jitna mann kare.”
Maine mummy ki nighty ke straps neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Dono haathon se pakad kar dheere-dheere masalne laga, nipples ko zubaan se chaat te hue. Sneha neeche se meri pant utar kar lund ko haath mein le liya aur dheere se sehlane lagi.
Sneha (lund ko chaatte hue):
“Kal se Shimla ja rahe ho… isliye aaj hum dono tumhe pura khush kar denge.”
Maine mummy ko litaya aur uski chut chaatne laga. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… zubaan andar daal… mummy ki chut ko pyar se chaato… aaahh… Sneha zor se chus…”
Phir maine Sneha ko mummy ke upar litaya (69). Sneha mummy ki chut chaat rahi thi aur main Sneha ko chod raha tha. Mummy neeche se hum dono ko chaat rahi thi.
Sneha (zor se moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aapki zubaan bahut achhi lag rahi hai… aaahh… hum teeno ek ho gaye hain…”
Teeno dheere-dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko khush kar rahe the. Raat bhar sessions chalte rahe — kabhi missionary, kabhi doggy, kabhi teeno milkar, kabhi emotional baatein karte hue.
Subah flight ke liye nikalte waqt dono ne mujhe bahut tightly hug kiya.
Mummy:
“Wahan bhi khayal rakhna. Roz call karna.”
Sneha:
Hum wait kar rahe hain… jaldi wapas aana.
Flight se Shimla pahunch kar main resort ke luxury cottage mein check-in kiya. Thandi hawa, snow-capped peaks aur pine ki khushboo — sab kuch bahut peaceful tha. Resort ki manager Meera Sharma (34 saal) mujhe welcome karne aayi.
Meera ek graceful pahadi aurat thi — lambi height, fair glowing skin, sharp features, lambi kali choti aur shareer bahut maintained. Aaj woh cream color woolen salwar-kameez mein thi. Thandi hawa mein uski choochiyaan salwar ke upar se halke ubhar rahi thi.
Meera (warm muskurahat ke saath):
“Welcome to Shimla, Karthik sir. Aapka cottage ready hai. Agar kuch chahiye — room service, meeting setup, ya pahadi khana — bas bataiye. Main aapki coordinator hun.”
Hum lobby mein baith kar project discuss karne lage. Meera bahut professional aur knowledgeable thi. Baatein dheere-dheere personal hone lagi.
Meera (coffee dete hue):
“Aap Mumbai se aaye hain… yahan akela feel ho raha hoga. Main yahin local hun, lekin pati army mein hain… aksar bahar rehte hain. Kabhi-kabhi bahut akela lagta hai.”
Uski aankhon mein halki tanhai thi. Jab woh jhuk kar coffee rakh rahi thi, uski salwar ke upar se choochiyon ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Mera lund thoda sa khada hone laga.
Main (dheere se):
“Aap bahut sundar hain Meera ji. Itni thandi jagah mein bhi aapki smile garam lag rahi hai.”
Meera thoda sharma gayi, lekin muskurayi aur nazar jhuka li.
Meera:
Shukriya… kal subah main aapko nearby viewpoint dikhaungi agar time ho.Raat ke 10:15 baje main cottage ke bed par let gaya. Fireplace ki halki roshni mein room garam tha. Maine video call kiya. Screen par Sneha aur Mummy dono saath mein bed par baithi thi, dono sirf nighty mein.
Sneha (muskurate hue, camera ke paas aakar):
“Pahunch gaye? Thandi hawa mein akela feel ho raha hoga na? Hum dono ne socha aaj aapko kuch special dikhaayein…”
Mummy (Sharma kar, lekin garam awaaz mein):
“Beta… aaj hum dono tumhare liye kuch alag kar rahe hain. Dekho…”
Dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Sneha ne Mummy ki nighty ke strap neeche kiya. Mummy ki badi, bhari choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Sneha ne turant ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusni shuru kar di.
Mummy ( aankhein band karte hue, halki moan ke saath):
“Aaahh… Sneha beta… zor se chuso mummy ki choochiyaan… Karthik dekh raha hai…”
Sneha Mummy ki dusri choochie haath se dabane lagi aur nipple ko ungli se sahlaane lagi. Mummy ne Sneha ki nighty upar kar di aur uski chut par haath pherne lagi.
Sneha (Mummy ki choochie chuste hue, moan karte hue):
“Mummy… aapki ungli bahut achhi lag rahi hai… Karthik… dekh rahe ho na… hum dono aapke liye kar rahe hain…”
Mummy ne Sneha ko litaya aur uski taange faila di. Woh neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut par zubaan pherne lagi — dheere-dheere, clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue.
Sneha (zor se moan karte hue, Mummy ke baal pakad kar):
“Aaahhh Mummy… bahut achha lag raha hai… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… Karthik… aapka lund dikhao… hum dono dekh kar aur garam ho rahe hain…”
Main apna lund bahar nikaal kar camera ke saamne hilane laga. Dono auratein ek dusre ko chaat rahi thi — Mummy Sneha ki chut chaat rahi thi aur Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (Sneha ki chut se muh nikaal kar, garam awaaz mein):
“Beta… dekho hum dono kitni gandi ho gayi hain aapke liye… Sneha beta, mummy ki chut bhi chaato…”
Sneha Mummy ke upar chadh gayi (69 position). Dono ek dusre ki chut chaatne lagi — zor-zor se, zubaan andar-bahar karte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Unki moan cabin mein goonj rahi thi.
Sneha (Mummy ki chut chaatte hue):
“Mummy… aapki chut bahut geeli hai… Karthik… aap jhadne wale ho na? Hum dono bhi aa rahe hain…”
Mummy (Sneha ki clit chuste hue):
“Aaahhh… main aa rahi hun beta… Karthik beta… hum dono aapke liye jhad rahe hain… aaahhhhh!”
Dono ek saath zor se jhad gayi. Unki chuton se ras beh raha tha. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gayi, camera ke saamne.
Sneha (thak kar muskurate hue):
“Karthik… aap bhi jhad do… hum dono dekhna chahte hain…”
Main ne tez hilaya aur camera ke saamne zor se jhad gaya.
Mr. Sharma (khush aur confident andaaz mein):
“Karthik, baitho. Kal wala turnaround bahut impressive tha. Client ne agreement renew kar diya aur extra budget bhi badha diya. Ab ek naya project hai — Himachal mein luxury resort chain ke saath tie-up. Location Shimla ke paas. 3-4 hafte ka on-site kaam hai. Main soch raha hun tu lead kare. Flight aur hotel booking ready hai. Kal subah ki flight hai.”
Maine sir hilaya. Shimla jaane ka excitement tha, lekin ghar chhodne ka mann nahi tha.
Mr. Sharma:
“Wahan Mr. Agarwal ka bhi resort hai us area mein. Unse bhi mil lena. Performance achhi rahi toh aur promotion aur bonus pakka. Pack kar le, aur haan — family ko bata dena.”
Ghar pahunch kar Sneha aur Mummy ko pura scene bataya. Dono khush hue.
Sneha (mujhe gale lagate hue):
“Shimla! Bahut sundar jagah hai… lekin itne din akela? Hum video call kar lenge roz.”
Mummy (mere kandhe par haath rakh kar):
“Beta, ja. Wahan bhi khayal rakhna. Jab wapas aayega tab hum teeno mil kar poori raat celebrate karenge.”
Raat Ka Gehri Session
Raat ko teeno bedroom mein the. Lights dim, fireplace jaisa feel dene ke liye room heater on. Mummy ne mujhe bed par baitha diya aur khud god mein baith gayi. Sneha peeche se meri shirt utar rahi thi.
Mummy (mere hoth chumte hue, naram awaaz mein):
“Beta… promotion ki khushi mein aaj mummy aur Sneha dono tumhari seva karengi. Dheere-dheere… jitna mann kare.”
Maine mummy ki nighty ke straps neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Dono haathon se pakad kar dheere-dheere masalne laga, nipples ko zubaan se chaat te hue. Sneha neeche se meri pant utar kar lund ko haath mein le liya aur dheere se sehlane lagi.
Sneha (lund ko chaatte hue):
“Kal se Shimla ja rahe ho… isliye aaj hum dono tumhe pura khush kar denge.”
Maine mummy ko litaya aur uski chut chaatne laga. Sneha mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi. Mummy ki saans tez ho gayi.
Mummy (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh beta… zubaan andar daal… mummy ki chut ko pyar se chaato… aaahh… Sneha zor se chus…”
Phir maine Sneha ko mummy ke upar litaya (69). Sneha mummy ki chut chaat rahi thi aur main Sneha ko chod raha tha. Mummy neeche se hum dono ko chaat rahi thi.
Sneha (zor se moan karte hue):
“Karthik… aur gehra… mummy aapki zubaan bahut achhi lag rahi hai… aaahh… hum teeno ek ho gaye hain…”
Teeno dheere-dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko khush kar rahe the. Raat bhar sessions chalte rahe — kabhi missionary, kabhi doggy, kabhi teeno milkar, kabhi emotional baatein karte hue.
Subah flight ke liye nikalte waqt dono ne mujhe bahut tightly hug kiya.
Mummy:
“Wahan bhi khayal rakhna. Roz call karna.”
Sneha:
Hum wait kar rahe hain… jaldi wapas aana.
Flight se Shimla pahunch kar main resort ke luxury cottage mein check-in kiya. Thandi hawa, snow-capped peaks aur pine ki khushboo — sab kuch bahut peaceful tha. Resort ki manager Meera Sharma (34 saal) mujhe welcome karne aayi.
Meera ek graceful pahadi aurat thi — lambi height, fair glowing skin, sharp features, lambi kali choti aur shareer bahut maintained. Aaj woh cream color woolen salwar-kameez mein thi. Thandi hawa mein uski choochiyaan salwar ke upar se halke ubhar rahi thi.
Meera (warm muskurahat ke saath):
“Welcome to Shimla, Karthik sir. Aapka cottage ready hai. Agar kuch chahiye — room service, meeting setup, ya pahadi khana — bas bataiye. Main aapki coordinator hun.”
Hum lobby mein baith kar project discuss karne lage. Meera bahut professional aur knowledgeable thi. Baatein dheere-dheere personal hone lagi.
Meera (coffee dete hue):
“Aap Mumbai se aaye hain… yahan akela feel ho raha hoga. Main yahin local hun, lekin pati army mein hain… aksar bahar rehte hain. Kabhi-kabhi bahut akela lagta hai.”
Uski aankhon mein halki tanhai thi. Jab woh jhuk kar coffee rakh rahi thi, uski salwar ke upar se choochiyon ki shape saaf dikhai de rahi thi. Mera lund thoda sa khada hone laga.
Main (dheere se):
“Aap bahut sundar hain Meera ji. Itni thandi jagah mein bhi aapki smile garam lag rahi hai.”
Meera thoda sharma gayi, lekin muskurayi aur nazar jhuka li.
Meera:
Shukriya… kal subah main aapko nearby viewpoint dikhaungi agar time ho.Raat ke 10:15 baje main cottage ke bed par let gaya. Fireplace ki halki roshni mein room garam tha. Maine video call kiya. Screen par Sneha aur Mummy dono saath mein bed par baithi thi, dono sirf nighty mein.
Sneha (muskurate hue, camera ke paas aakar):
“Pahunch gaye? Thandi hawa mein akela feel ho raha hoga na? Hum dono ne socha aaj aapko kuch special dikhaayein…”
Mummy (Sharma kar, lekin garam awaaz mein):
“Beta… aaj hum dono tumhare liye kuch alag kar rahe hain. Dekho…”
Dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Sneha ne Mummy ki nighty ke strap neeche kiya. Mummy ki badi, bhari choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Sneha ne turant ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusni shuru kar di.
Mummy ( aankhein band karte hue, halki moan ke saath):
“Aaahh… Sneha beta… zor se chuso mummy ki choochiyaan… Karthik dekh raha hai…”
Sneha Mummy ki dusri choochie haath se dabane lagi aur nipple ko ungli se sahlaane lagi. Mummy ne Sneha ki nighty upar kar di aur uski chut par haath pherne lagi.
Sneha (Mummy ki choochie chuste hue, moan karte hue):
“Mummy… aapki ungli bahut achhi lag rahi hai… Karthik… dekh rahe ho na… hum dono aapke liye kar rahe hain…”
Mummy ne Sneha ko litaya aur uski taange faila di. Woh neeche let gayi aur Sneha ki chut par zubaan pherne lagi — dheere-dheere, clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue.
Sneha (zor se moan karte hue, Mummy ke baal pakad kar):
“Aaahhh Mummy… bahut achha lag raha hai… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… Karthik… aapka lund dikhao… hum dono dekh kar aur garam ho rahe hain…”
Main apna lund bahar nikaal kar camera ke saamne hilane laga. Dono auratein ek dusre ko chaat rahi thi — Mummy Sneha ki chut chaat rahi thi aur Sneha Mummy ki choochiyaan chus rahi thi.
Mummy (Sneha ki chut se muh nikaal kar, garam awaaz mein):
“Beta… dekho hum dono kitni gandi ho gayi hain aapke liye… Sneha beta, mummy ki chut bhi chaato…”
Sneha Mummy ke upar chadh gayi (69 position). Dono ek dusre ki chut chaatne lagi — zor-zor se, zubaan andar-bahar karte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Unki moan cabin mein goonj rahi thi.
Sneha (Mummy ki chut chaatte hue):
“Mummy… aapki chut bahut geeli hai… Karthik… aap jhadne wale ho na? Hum dono bhi aa rahe hain…”
Mummy (Sneha ki clit chuste hue):
“Aaahhh… main aa rahi hun beta… Karthik beta… hum dono aapke liye jhad rahe hain… aaahhhhh!”
Dono ek saath zor se jhad gayi. Unki chuton se ras beh raha tha. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gayi, camera ke saamne.
Sneha (thak kar muskurate hue):
“Karthik… aap bhi jhad do… hum dono dekhna chahte hain…”
Main ne tez hilaya aur camera ke saamne zor se jhad gaya.
Subah 8:30 baje Meera resort ke garden mein mujhe lene aayi. Woolen shawl odhe hue thi, cream salwar-kameez mein. Thandi hawa mein uske gaal thode laal ho rahe the. Woh muskurate hue aayi.
Meera (warm, thodi sharmili muskurahat ke saath):
“Good morning. Aaj main aapko nearby viewpoint dikhaungi. Bahut sundar jagah hai… wahan pahunch kar coffee peete hain.”
Car mein baith kar hum nikle. Raste mein pahadi road, pine ke ped aur door tak snow-capped peaks. Meera dheere-dheere khul rahi thi.
Meera (window se bahar dekhte hue):
“Yahan reh kar kabhi-kabhi bahut sukoon milta hai… lekin kabhi-kabhi bahut akela bhi lagta hai. Pati army mein hain, saal mein sirf 2-3 baar aate hain. Aap Mumbai se aaye hain… wahan family hogi na?”
Main (dheere se):
“Haan… lekin yahan aakar lag raha hai jaise kuch naya shuru ho raha ho. Aapki company bahut achhi lag rahi hai Meera ji.”
Woh thoda sharma gayi aur muskurayi. Car viewpoint par pahunchi. Thandi hawa tez chal rahi thi. Meera thandi se kaanp rahi thi. Maine apna jacket uske kandhe par rakh diya.
Meera (jacket lapet te hue, mere paas thodi aur aakar):
“Shukriya… aap bahut caring hain. Bahut time baad kisi ne itna pyar se baat ki hai.”
Hum dono viewpoint ke kinare khade the. Door tak pahad aur valley dikhai de rahi thi. Meera mere bilkul paas khadi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi.
Meera (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aap yahan sirf project ke liye aaye ho… lekin mujhe lag raha hai jaise koi purana doston jaisa mil gaya ho. Aapko dekh kar mann kar raha hai ki thoda aur baat karun… thoda aur paas baithun.”
Main ne uska haath pakad liya. Woh nahi hati. Dono thodi der chup khade rahe, sirf hawa aur dil ki dhadkan sunai de rahi thi.
Shaam ko resort laut kar woh mere cottage mein coffee peene aayi. Fireplace jal raha tha. Hum sofa par baith gaye. Baatein gehri hoti gayi — uski akelapan, meri Mumbai wali zindagi, office ki tension.
Meera (coffee cup haath mein pakad kar, aankhein jhukaye):
“Aapko dekh kar pehli baar laga ki koi samajh sakta hai mujhe… pati ke bina yahan kitna time guzarta hai. Aap bhi yahan naye ho… agar mann kare toh kabhi-kabhi baat kar liya karo.”
Uski ungliyan mere haath ko chhoo rahi thi. Main ne uska haath pakad kar apne haath mein le liya. Woh sharma kar nazar jhuka li, lekin haath nahi hataya.
Meera (bahut dheemi, emotional awaaz mein):
“Bahut time baad kisi ke haath mein aisa feel ho raha hai… dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi.”
Main ne uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh aankhein band kar ke mere haath par sar rakh di. Dono ke beech silence tha, sirf fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz.
Meera (aankhein khol kar, halki si laalach ke saath):
“Aap… mujhe kiss kar sakte ho… agar aap chahein…”
Maine uske hoth chum liye — bahut dheere, naram, pyar bhara kiss. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili. Kiss dheere-dheere gehra hota gaya. Meera ka shareer mere seene se lag raha tha.
Meera (kiss tod kar, saans tez hote hue):
“Bahut time baad… itna gehra feel ho raha hai… aap dheere karna… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai lekin mann kar raha hai…”Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue):
“Aapka haath… bahut garam hai… mujhe aur touch kijiye… lekin dheere… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chhua hai…”
Maine uski salwar ke upar se choochiyaan sahlaani shuru ki. Woh dheere se saans le rahi thi. Maine blouse ke upar se hi nipples ko ungli se sahlaaya. Meera ki saans tez ho gayi.
Meera (halki si cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahh… wahan… bahut sensitive hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho… mujhe aur paas feel karna hai…”
Maine uski salwar ka naada dheere se khola. Usne khud haath se madad ki. Salwar neeche滑 gayi. Uski smooth taange aur white panty bahar aa gayi. Maine panty ke upar se uski chut par haath pher diya. Woh geeli ho chuki thi.Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, kaanpate hue):
“Aap… mujhe andar touch kar sakte ho… lekin bahut dheere… main… bahut time baad hun…”
Maine panty side kiya aur uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Meera ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. Woh meri god mein aur gehra let gayi.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… bahut achha lag raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho… mujhe aur feel karna hai… lekin jaldi mat kijiye… main aapko pura feel karna chahti hun…”Maine uski salwar poori utar di. Ab woh sirf white lace panty mein thi. Uski smooth, garam taange meri taangon se ragad rahi thi. Maine panty ke upar se uski chut par haath pher diya. Woh bahut geeli thi — garam, slippery ras meri ungliyon par lag raha tha.
Meera (meri ungli feel karte hue, saans phoolte hue):
“Aapki ungli… bahut garam hai… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai aapke liye… andar touch kijiye… dheere se… mujhe pura feel hone dijiye…”
Maine panty side kiya aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri ungliyon par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko dheere circle banate hue, chut ke lips ko sahlate hue. Meera ki taange khul gayi aur woh meri god mein gehra let gayi. Uski saans ab garam aur tez ho rahi thi, pine aur uski body ki khushboo mil rahi thi.
Meera (meri ungli ke rhythm ke saath hilte hue, moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… andar ungli daaliye… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chhua hai… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe aur feel karaiye… meri chut aapke liye taras rahi hai…”
Maine apni pant utar di. Mera mota, sakht lund bahar aa gaya — garam, throbbing aur pre-cum se chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad liya. Uski garam ungliyan mere lund par lapet rahi thi.
Meera (lund ko haath mein pakad kar, aankhein badi karte hue, saans phoolte hue):
“Hayee… kitna mota aur garam… itna bada… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin mann kar raha hai ise andar lene ka… dheere se daaliye…”
Maine usko dheere se bed par litaya. Uski taange faila di aur lund ki topi uski geeli chut par ragadne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness mere supade par lapet rahi thi. Meera ki aankhein band thi, uske hoth khule hue the.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, emotional aur horny awaaz mein):
“Dheere se daaliye… pehli baar aisa feel ho raha hai… aap bahut pyar se kar rahe ho… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Uski tight, garam chut mere lund ko dheere-dheere andar khinch rahi thi. Meera ki aankhein khul gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi — dard aur mazaa ka milan.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, nails meri peeth mein gadate hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko… aapka lund meri andar bahut gehra ja raha hai…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, geeli chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski badi choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi aur uski khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi sweaty) mujhe pagal kar rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pyar se chod rahe ho… main bahut time baad itna feel kar rahi hun… aaahh… aur tez mat kijiye… dheere hi rehna… mujhe aapko pura feel karne do…”
Hum dono bahut dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko chod rahe the. Fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono ka shareer chamak raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath “slap… slap” ki halki geeli awaaz ho rahi thi. Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aur mazaa dono the.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapke andar hi… mujhe apna maal de dijiye… main aapki hun aaj… pura bhar dijiye meri chut ko…”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor se jhad diya. Garam maal uski chut mein bhar gaya. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi, sirf uski saans aur meri dhadkan sunai de rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapko roz chahti hun… bahut pyar se… dheere-dheere… jaise aap chahein…”
Dono fireplace ke paas lipat kar bahut der tak pade rahe — sirf closeness, garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 9:45 baje Meera ka message aaya:
Meera: “Agar aap free ho toh mere ghar aa sakte hain… main akeli hun aaj. Cottage se 10 minute ki drive hai. Address bhej rahi hun.”
Main turant ready hua. Thandi hawa mein car chalate hue pahuncha. Meera ka chhota sa wooden cottage pahadon ke kinare tha. Bahar porch light jal rahi thi. Darwaza khulte hi garam light aur Meera ki khushboo andar se aayi.
Meera ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft cream nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se halke ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the.
Meera (sharma kar, aankhein jhukaye, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar ghar bahut simple aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, dim yellow light. Meera ne mujhe sofa par baitha diya aur khud mere paas baith gayi. Uski saans tez thi.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, halki si laalach ke saath):
“Aaj din bhar aapko soch rahi thi… bahut time baad kisi ke paas aisa feel ho raha hai. Aap… mujhe kiss kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske gaal par haath pher diya aur bahut dheere se uske hoth chum liye. Kiss naram aur gehra tha. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili, garam aur namkin. Kiss dheere-dheere badhta gaya. Meera ka haath mere chest par tha, dheere se sahla rahi thi.
Meera (kiss tod kar, saans phoolte hue):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… mujhe aur paas le aaiye…”
Main ne usko god mein baitha liya. Uski nighty ke upar se choochiyaan dabane laga. Meera ki saans tez ho gayi. Maine nighty ke strap neeche kiya. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight aur brown.
Meera (meri ungliyon ke touch par kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… dheere se… meri choochiyaan aapki ho aaj… chuso unko… mujhe bahut time se kisi ne aise nahi chhua…”
Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata. Meera ki ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi. Dusri choochie haath se masal raha tha.
Meera (saans phoolte hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur zor se… aaahh… bahut maza aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho…”
Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — smooth skin, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi. Maine uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lag rahi thi.
Meera (meri zubaan feel karte hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… zubaan andar daaliye… meri chut ko chaatiye… bahut geeli ho rahi hai aapke liye… aaahh… clit ko chuso… bahut sensitive hai wahan…”
Main ne zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Uski chut ka ras meri zubaan par beh raha tha.
Meera (kaampte hue, jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki zubaan bahut gehra ja rahi hai… main toot rahi hun… aaahh!”
Meera pehli baar zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine apni pant utari. Mera mota lund bahar tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad liya.
Meera (lund ko haath mein sehlate hue, aankhein badi karte hue):
“Bahut mota aur garam… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin andar lena chahti hun… dheere se daaliye…”
Maine uski taange failayi aur lund ki topi uski geeli chut par ragadte hue bahut dheere se andar dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, nails meri peeth mein gadate hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko… aaahh… bahut gehra ja raha hai…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… main bahut time baad itna feel kar rahi hun… aaahh… aur tez mat kijiye… dheere hi rehna… mujhe aapko pura feel karne do…”
Hum dono bahut dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko chod rahe the. Har dhakke ke saath “slap… slap” ki halki geeli awaaz ho rahi thi. Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aur mazaa dono the.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapke andar hi… mujhe apna maal de dijiye… main aapki hun aaj… pura bhar dijiye meri chut ko…”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor se jhad diya. Garam maal uski chut mein bhar gaya. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapko roz chahti hun… bahut pyar se… dheere-dheere… jaise aap chahein…”
Dono fireplace ke paas lipat kar so gaye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.
Meera (warm, thodi sharmili muskurahat ke saath):
“Good morning. Aaj main aapko nearby viewpoint dikhaungi. Bahut sundar jagah hai… wahan pahunch kar coffee peete hain.”
Car mein baith kar hum nikle. Raste mein pahadi road, pine ke ped aur door tak snow-capped peaks. Meera dheere-dheere khul rahi thi.
Meera (window se bahar dekhte hue):
“Yahan reh kar kabhi-kabhi bahut sukoon milta hai… lekin kabhi-kabhi bahut akela bhi lagta hai. Pati army mein hain, saal mein sirf 2-3 baar aate hain. Aap Mumbai se aaye hain… wahan family hogi na?”
Main (dheere se):
“Haan… lekin yahan aakar lag raha hai jaise kuch naya shuru ho raha ho. Aapki company bahut achhi lag rahi hai Meera ji.”
Woh thoda sharma gayi aur muskurayi. Car viewpoint par pahunchi. Thandi hawa tez chal rahi thi. Meera thandi se kaanp rahi thi. Maine apna jacket uske kandhe par rakh diya.
Meera (jacket lapet te hue, mere paas thodi aur aakar):
“Shukriya… aap bahut caring hain. Bahut time baad kisi ne itna pyar se baat ki hai.”
Hum dono viewpoint ke kinare khade the. Door tak pahad aur valley dikhai de rahi thi. Meera mere bilkul paas khadi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi.
Meera (dheemi awaaz mein):
“Aap yahan sirf project ke liye aaye ho… lekin mujhe lag raha hai jaise koi purana doston jaisa mil gaya ho. Aapko dekh kar mann kar raha hai ki thoda aur baat karun… thoda aur paas baithun.”
Main ne uska haath pakad liya. Woh nahi hati. Dono thodi der chup khade rahe, sirf hawa aur dil ki dhadkan sunai de rahi thi.
Shaam ko resort laut kar woh mere cottage mein coffee peene aayi. Fireplace jal raha tha. Hum sofa par baith gaye. Baatein gehri hoti gayi — uski akelapan, meri Mumbai wali zindagi, office ki tension.
Meera (coffee cup haath mein pakad kar, aankhein jhukaye):
“Aapko dekh kar pehli baar laga ki koi samajh sakta hai mujhe… pati ke bina yahan kitna time guzarta hai. Aap bhi yahan naye ho… agar mann kare toh kabhi-kabhi baat kar liya karo.”
Uski ungliyan mere haath ko chhoo rahi thi. Main ne uska haath pakad kar apne haath mein le liya. Woh sharma kar nazar jhuka li, lekin haath nahi hataya.
Meera (bahut dheemi, emotional awaaz mein):
“Bahut time baad kisi ke haath mein aisa feel ho raha hai… dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi.”
Main ne uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh aankhein band kar ke mere haath par sar rakh di. Dono ke beech silence tha, sirf fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz.
Meera (aankhein khol kar, halki si laalach ke saath):
“Aap… mujhe kiss kar sakte ho… agar aap chahein…”
Maine uske hoth chum liye — bahut dheere, naram, pyar bhara kiss. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili. Kiss dheere-dheere gehra hota gaya. Meera ka shareer mere seene se lag raha tha.
Meera (kiss tod kar, saans tez hote hue):
“Bahut time baad… itna gehra feel ho raha hai… aap dheere karna… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai lekin mann kar raha hai…”Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue):
“Aapka haath… bahut garam hai… mujhe aur touch kijiye… lekin dheere… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chhua hai…”
Maine uski salwar ke upar se choochiyaan sahlaani shuru ki. Woh dheere se saans le rahi thi. Maine blouse ke upar se hi nipples ko ungli se sahlaaya. Meera ki saans tez ho gayi.
Meera (halki si cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahh… wahan… bahut sensitive hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho… mujhe aur paas feel karna hai…”
Maine uski salwar ka naada dheere se khola. Usne khud haath se madad ki. Salwar neeche滑 gayi. Uski smooth taange aur white panty bahar aa gayi. Maine panty ke upar se uski chut par haath pher diya. Woh geeli ho chuki thi.Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, kaanpate hue):
“Aap… mujhe andar touch kar sakte ho… lekin bahut dheere… main… bahut time baad hun…”
Maine panty side kiya aur uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Meera ka shareer ekdum se kaanp utha. Woh meri god mein aur gehra let gayi.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… bahut achha lag raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho… mujhe aur feel karna hai… lekin jaldi mat kijiye… main aapko pura feel karna chahti hun…”Maine uski salwar poori utar di. Ab woh sirf white lace panty mein thi. Uski smooth, garam taange meri taangon se ragad rahi thi. Maine panty ke upar se uski chut par haath pher diya. Woh bahut geeli thi — garam, slippery ras meri ungliyon par lag raha tha.
Meera (meri ungli feel karte hue, saans phoolte hue):
“Aapki ungli… bahut garam hai… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai aapke liye… andar touch kijiye… dheere se… mujhe pura feel hone dijiye…”
Maine panty side kiya aur uski geeli chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri ungliyon par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko dheere circle banate hue, chut ke lips ko sahlate hue. Meera ki taange khul gayi aur woh meri god mein gehra let gayi. Uski saans ab garam aur tez ho rahi thi, pine aur uski body ki khushboo mil rahi thi.
Meera (meri ungli ke rhythm ke saath hilte hue, moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… andar ungli daaliye… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chhua hai… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe aur feel karaiye… meri chut aapke liye taras rahi hai…”
Maine apni pant utar di. Mera mota, sakht lund bahar aa gaya — garam, throbbing aur pre-cum se chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad liya. Uski garam ungliyan mere lund par lapet rahi thi.
Meera (lund ko haath mein pakad kar, aankhein badi karte hue, saans phoolte hue):
“Hayee… kitna mota aur garam… itna bada… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin mann kar raha hai ise andar lene ka… dheere se daaliye…”
Maine usko dheere se bed par litaya. Uski taange faila di aur lund ki topi uski geeli chut par ragadne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness mere supade par lapet rahi thi. Meera ki aankhein band thi, uske hoth khule hue the.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, emotional aur horny awaaz mein):
“Dheere se daaliye… pehli baar aisa feel ho raha hai… aap bahut pyar se kar rahe ho… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Uski tight, garam chut mere lund ko dheere-dheere andar khinch rahi thi. Meera ki aankhein khul gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi — dard aur mazaa ka milan.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, nails meri peeth mein gadate hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko… aapka lund meri andar bahut gehra ja raha hai…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, geeli chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski badi choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi aur uski khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi sweaty) mujhe pagal kar rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pyar se chod rahe ho… main bahut time baad itna feel kar rahi hun… aaahh… aur tez mat kijiye… dheere hi rehna… mujhe aapko pura feel karne do…”
Hum dono bahut dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko chod rahe the. Fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono ka shareer chamak raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath “slap… slap” ki halki geeli awaaz ho rahi thi. Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aur mazaa dono the.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapke andar hi… mujhe apna maal de dijiye… main aapki hun aaj… pura bhar dijiye meri chut ko…”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor se jhad diya. Garam maal uski chut mein bhar gaya. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi, sirf uski saans aur meri dhadkan sunai de rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapko roz chahti hun… bahut pyar se… dheere-dheere… jaise aap chahein…”
Dono fireplace ke paas lipat kar bahut der tak pade rahe — sirf closeness, garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 9:45 baje Meera ka message aaya:
Meera: “Agar aap free ho toh mere ghar aa sakte hain… main akeli hun aaj. Cottage se 10 minute ki drive hai. Address bhej rahi hun.”
Main turant ready hua. Thandi hawa mein car chalate hue pahuncha. Meera ka chhota sa wooden cottage pahadon ke kinare tha. Bahar porch light jal rahi thi. Darwaza khulte hi garam light aur Meera ki khushboo andar se aayi.
Meera ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft cream nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se halke ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the.
Meera (sharma kar, aankhein jhukaye, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar ghar bahut simple aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, dim yellow light. Meera ne mujhe sofa par baitha diya aur khud mere paas baith gayi. Uski saans tez thi.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, halki si laalach ke saath):
“Aaj din bhar aapko soch rahi thi… bahut time baad kisi ke paas aisa feel ho raha hai. Aap… mujhe kiss kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske gaal par haath pher diya aur bahut dheere se uske hoth chum liye. Kiss naram aur gehra tha. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili, garam aur namkin. Kiss dheere-dheere badhta gaya. Meera ka haath mere chest par tha, dheere se sahla rahi thi.
Meera (kiss tod kar, saans phoolte hue):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… mujhe aur paas le aaiye…”
Main ne usko god mein baitha liya. Uski nighty ke upar se choochiyaan dabane laga. Meera ki saans tez ho gayi. Maine nighty ke strap neeche kiya. Uski badi, soft choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight aur brown.
Meera (meri ungliyon ke touch par kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… dheere se… meri choochiyaan aapki ho aaj… chuso unko… mujhe bahut time se kisi ne aise nahi chhua…”
Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere-dheere chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata. Meera ki ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi. Dusri choochie haath se masal raha tha.
Meera (saans phoolte hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur zor se… aaahh… bahut maza aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chhu rahe ho…”
Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi — smooth skin, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi. Maine uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lag rahi thi.
Meera (meri zubaan feel karte hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… zubaan andar daaliye… meri chut ko chaatiye… bahut geeli ho rahi hai aapke liye… aaahh… clit ko chuso… bahut sensitive hai wahan…”
Main ne zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Uski chut ka ras meri zubaan par beh raha tha.
Meera (kaampte hue, jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki zubaan bahut gehra ja rahi hai… main toot rahi hun… aaahh!”
Meera pehli baar zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine apni pant utari. Mera mota lund bahar tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad liya.
Meera (lund ko haath mein sehlate hue, aankhein badi karte hue):
“Bahut mota aur garam… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin andar lena chahti hun… dheere se daaliye…”
Maine uski taange failayi aur lund ki topi uski geeli chut par ragadte hue bahut dheere se andar dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, nails meri peeth mein gadate hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko… aaahh… bahut gehra ja raha hai…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… main bahut time baad itna feel kar rahi hun… aaahh… aur tez mat kijiye… dheere hi rehna… mujhe aapko pura feel karne do…”
Hum dono bahut dheere, pyar se, gehre connection ke saath ek dusre ko chod rahe the. Har dhakke ke saath “slap… slap” ki halki geeli awaaz ho rahi thi. Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aur mazaa dono the.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapke andar hi… mujhe apna maal de dijiye… main aapki hun aaj… pura bhar dijiye meri chut ko…”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor se jhad diya. Garam maal uski chut mein bhar gaya. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapko roz chahti hun… bahut pyar se… dheere-dheere… jaise aap chahein…”
Dono fireplace ke paas lipat kar so gaye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.
Doosre din dopahar ko Neha ka message aaya:
Neha: “Main aaj resort ke paas hi hun. Agar aap free ho toh mil sakte hain… mere private cabin mein. Pati Delhi gaye hain. Bas aap aaiye… main wait kar rahi hun.”
Main resort ke paas uske private cabin pahuncha. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, pahadon ki chotiyan door se chamak rahi thi. Cabin bahut chhota aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, aur badi glass window se snow-covered valley dikhai de rahi thi.
Neha ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft white woolen dress mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders aur cleavage thoda expose karta hua. Uska chehra thoda udaas aur laal tha, aankhon mein kal wala trauma abhi bhi saaf dikhai de raha tha, lekin uske saath ek gehra, zabardasti jagi hui laalach bhi.
Neha (darwaza band karte hue, dheemi tooti awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar garmi thi. Fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz aur pine ki khushboo ghul rahi thi. Neha mere saamne khadi thi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the.
Neha (nazar jhukaye, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Kal raat se so nahi pa rahi… har baar aankh band karte hi pistol, aapke dhakke aur pati ka chupchaap dekhna yaad aa jata hai. Main toot gayi hun… lekin aapko dekh kar… mann kar raha hai ki phir se feel karun. Aap… mujhe touch kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske paas ja kar uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh kaanp gayi, lekin peeche nahi hati. Maine uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, pyar bhara, lekin usmein uska dar bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Neha (kiss tod kar, aansu ke saath):
“Aap bahut pyar se chum rahe ho… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi… mujhe aur chhuiye.”
Maine uski dress ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere se chusni shuru ki. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi, usne mera sar pakad liya.
Neha (kaampte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… dheere chuso… kal aapne zabardasti liya tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… lekin dard bhi ho raha hai andar…”
Maine uski dress poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski chut thodi suji hui thi kal ke asar se. Maine usko bed par litaya aur uski taange dheere se failayi. Uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki — bahut dheere, pyar se, clit ko chuste hue.
Neha (meri zubaan feel karte hue, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahh… aapki zubaan bahut garam hai… meri chut abhi bhi dard kar rahi hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… dheere chaatiye… mujhe heal kar rahe ho aap…”
Main neeche baith kar uski chut ko poori tarah chaatne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness meri zubaan par thi. Neha ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Woh halke-halke moan kar rahi thi, kabhi aansu beh rahi thi.
Neha (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… kal pistol ke saamne bhi aise hi jhadi thi… aaj bhi… main toot rahi hun… lekin aap rok nahi rahe… aaahh!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine usko dheere se litaya aur apna lund uski chut par ragadne laga. Neha ki aankhein khuli thi, dar aur laalach dono ke saath.
Neha (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue):
“Dheere se daaliye… mujhe pura feel karna hai… aapka lund bahut mota hai… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj.”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Neha ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Neha (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Neha ki choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Neha (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, aansu aur moan ke saath):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… kal zabardasti tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… aap mujhe apni bana lo… aaahh… main aa rahi hun phir se…”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi garam maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Neha mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak roti rahi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Neha (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… kal phir aaiye… please.”Raat ke 10:45 baje Meera ke chhote wooden cottage ke bahar pahuncha. Thandi Shimla ki hawa mein uska cottage fireplace ki roshni se chamak raha tha. Darwaza khulte hi garam hawa aur Meera ki body ki khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi garam aur thodi sweaty) mujhe lapet li.
Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur bolt laga diya. Woh ek soft off-white nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski badi choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the. Uski aankhon mein dar, sharm aur gehri bhookh ka milan tha.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… aa gaye. Bahut time se intezaar kar rahi thi. Aaj ghar akela hai… pati bahar hain. Aap jo chahein kar sakte ho… lekin dheere se… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko.”
Maine usko deewar se chipka diya aur uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, lekin jaldi badhta gaya. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili — garam, namkin, thodi coffee ki taste ke saath. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (kiss ke beech, kaanpti awaaz mein):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… meri chut abhi se geeli ho rahi hai… aap mujhe touch kijiye… pura shareer aapka hai aaj.”
Maine uski nighty ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi, heavy choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, soft, brown nipples tight aur khade hue. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata, dusri choochie haath se masalne laga.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki ho gayi hain… aaahh… nipple ko kaato… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chusa hai… meri chut se paani beh raha hai aapke liye…”
Maine uski nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski smooth, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi, chut ke lips swell ho chuke the. Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki.
Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi, uski ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue, shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh fuck… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai… clit ko zor se chuso… main jhadne wali hun… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Maine uski clit ko zor se chusa aur do ungliyan andar daal kar tez andar-bahar karne laga. Meera ka shareer ekdum se tight ho gaya. Uski chut mere muh par zor se jhad gayi — garam, geela paani mere muh aur chin par beh gaya.
Meera (jhadte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Main aa gayi… aaahhhhh… bahut zor se… aapki zubaan ne meri chut ko paagal kar diya… ab aapka lund do mujhe… andar daaliye… pura bhar dijiye…”
Maine apna mota, throbbing lund bahar nikala. Supada laal aur chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, laalach aur dar ke saath):
“Dheere se daaliye… bahut mota hai… lekin main chahti hun… pura andar lijiye… mujhe apni bana lo aaj raat…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski tight, geeli chut mein dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi, usne mera haath pakad liya aur zor se dabaya.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya meri chut… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut gehra ja rahe ho… aaahh… aur andar… pura lund andar daaliye…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre, pyar bhare strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko kas rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi, uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz poore room mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… meri chut aapke lund ke liye taras rahi thi… zor se mat kijiye… dheere hi… mujhe pura feel karne do… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun…”
Main ne speed thodi badha di. Meera ki taange meri kamar par lapet gayi, woh mujhe andar khinch rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ko zor se kas rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se chillate hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh fuck… pura andar chhod dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main aapki randi ban chuki hun aaj raat… aaahhhhh!”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor-zor se garam maal bhara. Dono ka shareer ek saath kaanp raha tha. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi. Uski saans dheere ho rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… roz aaiye… mujhe aise hi chodiye… bahut pyar se… lekin zor se bhi…”
Raat bhar dono lipat kar soye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 1:30 baje fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono bed par nange lipat kar letay hue the. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar saans le rahi thi. Uski garam saans meri skin par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dheere-dheere ragad rahi thi, aur uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal halka-halka bahar nikal raha tha.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, bahut dheemi aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj tumne mujhe itna pyar diya… bahut time baad kisi ne mujhe aurat feel karaya. Main… aapko kuch bataana chahti hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir meri aankhon mein dekhte hue boli,
Meera (halki si hesitation ke saath):
“Main sirf resort manager nahi hun. Yeh pura resort, paas wale 5 cottage, aur Shimla mein do aur bade hotels… sab mera family ka hai. Mere papa ne 40 saal pehle yeh empire banaya tha. Ab yeh sab mera hai. Bahut ameer hun main… lekin akeli bhi.”
Uski baat sun kar mera dil tez dhadka. Greed ka ek gehra lahar andar utha — yeh aurat sirf garam aur sundar nahi, bahut badi ameeri bhi rakhti hai. Lekin maine chehre par pyar ka mask banaye rakha.
Main (uske baal sahlate hue, gehri nazron se dekhte hue):
“Meera… paisa aur property mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye. Tumhari tanhai, tumhari smile, tumhari garam saans… yeh sab. Main tumse pyar karne laga hun.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mujhe aur tightly pakad liya.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Kisi ne aisa nahi kaha tha… sab paisa dekh kar aate the. Tum… sirf mujhe chahte ho. Main tumse bahut pyar karne lagi hun Karthik.”
Maine usko aur gehra kiss kiya — pyar bhara, gehra, zubaan milate hue. Kiss ke beech main uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
Main (pyar se):
“Meera… tum meri ho. Main tumhe kabhi akela nahi chhodunga. Jo kuch tumhara hai… woh bhi mera hai… lekin sirf isliye kyunki tum meri ho.”
Usne mujhe aur tightly pakad liya. Uski chut mere lund par ragad rahi thi. Maine usko dheere se litaya aur uski choochiyaan chusne laga — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki hain… sab kuch aapka hai… aaahh… andar touch kijiye…”
Maine uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh geeli aur garam thi. Dheere se ek ungli andar daali. Meera ka shareer kaanp utha.
Meera (meri ungli ke saath hilte hue):
“Aur andar… do ungliyan… aaahh… aap mujhe pyar kar rahe ho na? Meri property bhi aapki hai… lekin abhi mat socho uske baare mein… sirf mujhe pyar kijiye…”
Maine do ungliyan andar-bahar karne laga. Uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski clit ko zubaan se chusa. Meera zor se moan kar rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki ungliyan aur zubaan ne mujhe pagal kar diya… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Uske baad maine usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya. Dheere se, pyar se, gehre dhakke.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… pura andar daaliye… main tumhari hun… meri saari ameeri bhi tumhari… bas aap mujhe aise hi pyar karte rahiye…”
Main ne speed dheere rakhi, lekin har dhakke gehra tha. Uski chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Main neeche se unko pakad kar dabane laga.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur tez… lekin pyar se… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun…”
Main ne uske andar hi zor se maal bhar diya. Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.
Neha: “Main aaj resort ke paas hi hun. Agar aap free ho toh mil sakte hain… mere private cabin mein. Pati Delhi gaye hain. Bas aap aaiye… main wait kar rahi hun.”
Main resort ke paas uske private cabin pahuncha. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, pahadon ki chotiyan door se chamak rahi thi. Cabin bahut chhota aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, aur badi glass window se snow-covered valley dikhai de rahi thi.
Neha ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft white woolen dress mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders aur cleavage thoda expose karta hua. Uska chehra thoda udaas aur laal tha, aankhon mein kal wala trauma abhi bhi saaf dikhai de raha tha, lekin uske saath ek gehra, zabardasti jagi hui laalach bhi.
Neha (darwaza band karte hue, dheemi tooti awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar garmi thi. Fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz aur pine ki khushboo ghul rahi thi. Neha mere saamne khadi thi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the.
Neha (nazar jhukaye, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Kal raat se so nahi pa rahi… har baar aankh band karte hi pistol, aapke dhakke aur pati ka chupchaap dekhna yaad aa jata hai. Main toot gayi hun… lekin aapko dekh kar… mann kar raha hai ki phir se feel karun. Aap… mujhe touch kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske paas ja kar uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh kaanp gayi, lekin peeche nahi hati. Maine uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, pyar bhara, lekin usmein uska dar bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Neha (kiss tod kar, aansu ke saath):
“Aap bahut pyar se chum rahe ho… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi… mujhe aur chhuiye.”
Maine uski dress ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere se chusni shuru ki. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi, usne mera sar pakad liya.
Neha (kaampte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… dheere chuso… kal aapne zabardasti liya tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… lekin dard bhi ho raha hai andar…”
Maine uski dress poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski chut thodi suji hui thi kal ke asar se. Maine usko bed par litaya aur uski taange dheere se failayi. Uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki — bahut dheere, pyar se, clit ko chuste hue.
Neha (meri zubaan feel karte hue, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahh… aapki zubaan bahut garam hai… meri chut abhi bhi dard kar rahi hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… dheere chaatiye… mujhe heal kar rahe ho aap…”
Main neeche baith kar uski chut ko poori tarah chaatne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness meri zubaan par thi. Neha ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Woh halke-halke moan kar rahi thi, kabhi aansu beh rahi thi.
Neha (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… kal pistol ke saamne bhi aise hi jhadi thi… aaj bhi… main toot rahi hun… lekin aap rok nahi rahe… aaahh!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine usko dheere se litaya aur apna lund uski chut par ragadne laga. Neha ki aankhein khuli thi, dar aur laalach dono ke saath.
Neha (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue):
“Dheere se daaliye… mujhe pura feel karna hai… aapka lund bahut mota hai… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj.”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Neha ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Neha (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Neha ki choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Neha (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, aansu aur moan ke saath):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… kal zabardasti tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… aap mujhe apni bana lo… aaahh… main aa rahi hun phir se…”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi garam maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Neha mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak roti rahi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Neha (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… kal phir aaiye… please.”Raat ke 10:45 baje Meera ke chhote wooden cottage ke bahar pahuncha. Thandi Shimla ki hawa mein uska cottage fireplace ki roshni se chamak raha tha. Darwaza khulte hi garam hawa aur Meera ki body ki khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi garam aur thodi sweaty) mujhe lapet li.
Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur bolt laga diya. Woh ek soft off-white nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski badi choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the. Uski aankhon mein dar, sharm aur gehri bhookh ka milan tha.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… aa gaye. Bahut time se intezaar kar rahi thi. Aaj ghar akela hai… pati bahar hain. Aap jo chahein kar sakte ho… lekin dheere se… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko.”
Maine usko deewar se chipka diya aur uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, lekin jaldi badhta gaya. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili — garam, namkin, thodi coffee ki taste ke saath. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (kiss ke beech, kaanpti awaaz mein):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… meri chut abhi se geeli ho rahi hai… aap mujhe touch kijiye… pura shareer aapka hai aaj.”
Maine uski nighty ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi, heavy choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, soft, brown nipples tight aur khade hue. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata, dusri choochie haath se masalne laga.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki ho gayi hain… aaahh… nipple ko kaato… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chusa hai… meri chut se paani beh raha hai aapke liye…”
Maine uski nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski smooth, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi, chut ke lips swell ho chuke the. Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki.
Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi, uski ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue, shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh fuck… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai… clit ko zor se chuso… main jhadne wali hun… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Maine uski clit ko zor se chusa aur do ungliyan andar daal kar tez andar-bahar karne laga. Meera ka shareer ekdum se tight ho gaya. Uski chut mere muh par zor se jhad gayi — garam, geela paani mere muh aur chin par beh gaya.
Meera (jhadte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Main aa gayi… aaahhhhh… bahut zor se… aapki zubaan ne meri chut ko paagal kar diya… ab aapka lund do mujhe… andar daaliye… pura bhar dijiye…”
Maine apna mota, throbbing lund bahar nikala. Supada laal aur chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, laalach aur dar ke saath):
“Dheere se daaliye… bahut mota hai… lekin main chahti hun… pura andar lijiye… mujhe apni bana lo aaj raat…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski tight, geeli chut mein dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi, usne mera haath pakad liya aur zor se dabaya.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya meri chut… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut gehra ja rahe ho… aaahh… aur andar… pura lund andar daaliye…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre, pyar bhare strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko kas rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi, uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz poore room mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… meri chut aapke lund ke liye taras rahi thi… zor se mat kijiye… dheere hi… mujhe pura feel karne do… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun…”
Main ne speed thodi badha di. Meera ki taange meri kamar par lapet gayi, woh mujhe andar khinch rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ko zor se kas rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se chillate hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh fuck… pura andar chhod dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main aapki randi ban chuki hun aaj raat… aaahhhhh!”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor-zor se garam maal bhara. Dono ka shareer ek saath kaanp raha tha. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi. Uski saans dheere ho rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… roz aaiye… mujhe aise hi chodiye… bahut pyar se… lekin zor se bhi…”
Raat bhar dono lipat kar soye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 1:30 baje fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono bed par nange lipat kar letay hue the. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar saans le rahi thi. Uski garam saans meri skin par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dheere-dheere ragad rahi thi, aur uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal halka-halka bahar nikal raha tha.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, bahut dheemi aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj tumne mujhe itna pyar diya… bahut time baad kisi ne mujhe aurat feel karaya. Main… aapko kuch bataana chahti hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir meri aankhon mein dekhte hue boli,
Meera (halki si hesitation ke saath):
“Main sirf resort manager nahi hun. Yeh pura resort, paas wale 5 cottage, aur Shimla mein do aur bade hotels… sab mera family ka hai. Mere papa ne 40 saal pehle yeh empire banaya tha. Ab yeh sab mera hai. Bahut ameer hun main… lekin akeli bhi.”
Uski baat sun kar mera dil tez dhadka. Greed ka ek gehra lahar andar utha — yeh aurat sirf garam aur sundar nahi, bahut badi ameeri bhi rakhti hai. Lekin maine chehre par pyar ka mask banaye rakha.
Main (uske baal sahlate hue, gehri nazron se dekhte hue):
“Meera… paisa aur property mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye. Tumhari tanhai, tumhari smile, tumhari garam saans… yeh sab. Main tumse pyar karne laga hun.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mujhe aur tightly pakad liya.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Kisi ne aisa nahi kaha tha… sab paisa dekh kar aate the. Tum… sirf mujhe chahte ho. Main tumse bahut pyar karne lagi hun Karthik.”
Maine usko aur gehra kiss kiya — pyar bhara, gehra, zubaan milate hue. Kiss ke beech main uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
Main (pyar se):
“Meera… tum meri ho. Main tumhe kabhi akela nahi chhodunga. Jo kuch tumhara hai… woh bhi mera hai… lekin sirf isliye kyunki tum meri ho.”
Usne mujhe aur tightly pakad liya. Uski chut mere lund par ragad rahi thi. Maine usko dheere se litaya aur uski choochiyaan chusne laga — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki hain… sab kuch aapka hai… aaahh… andar touch kijiye…”
Maine uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh geeli aur garam thi. Dheere se ek ungli andar daali. Meera ka shareer kaanp utha.
Meera (meri ungli ke saath hilte hue):
“Aur andar… do ungliyan… aaahh… aap mujhe pyar kar rahe ho na? Meri property bhi aapki hai… lekin abhi mat socho uske baare mein… sirf mujhe pyar kijiye…”
Maine do ungliyan andar-bahar karne laga. Uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski clit ko zubaan se chusa. Meera zor se moan kar rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki ungliyan aur zubaan ne mujhe pagal kar diya… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Uske baad maine usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya. Dheere se, pyar se, gehre dhakke.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… pura andar daaliye… main tumhari hun… meri saari ameeri bhi tumhari… bas aap mujhe aise hi pyar karte rahiye…”
Main ne speed dheere rakhi, lekin har dhakke gehra tha. Uski chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Main neeche se unko pakad kar dabane laga.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur tez… lekin pyar se… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun…”
Main ne uske andar hi zor se maal bhar diya. Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.
Doosre din dopahar ko Neha ka message aaya:
Neha: “Main aaj resort ke paas hi hun. Agar aap free ho toh mil sakte hain… mere private cabin mein. Pati Delhi gaye hain. Bas aap aaiye… main wait kar rahi hun.”
Main resort ke paas uske private cabin pahuncha. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, pahadon ki chotiyan door se chamak rahi thi. Cabin bahut chhota aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, aur badi glass window se snow-covered valley dikhai de rahi thi.
Neha ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft white woolen dress mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders aur cleavage thoda expose karta hua. Uska chehra thoda udaas aur laal tha, aankhon mein kal wala trauma abhi bhi saaf dikhai de raha tha, lekin uske saath ek gehra, zabardasti jagi hui laalach bhi.
Neha (darwaza band karte hue, dheemi tooti awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar garmi thi. Fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz aur pine ki khushboo ghul rahi thi. Neha mere saamne khadi thi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the.
Neha (nazar jhukaye, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Kal raat se so nahi pa rahi… har baar aankh band karte hi pistol, aapke dhakke aur pati ka chupchaap dekhna yaad aa jata hai. Main toot gayi hun… lekin aapko dekh kar… mann kar raha hai ki phir se feel karun. Aap… mujhe touch kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske paas ja kar uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh kaanp gayi, lekin peeche nahi hati. Maine uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, pyar bhara, lekin usmein uska dar bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Neha (kiss tod kar, aansu ke saath):
“Aap bahut pyar se chum rahe ho… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi… mujhe aur chhuiye.”
Maine uski dress ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere se chusni shuru ki. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi, usne mera sar pakad liya.
Neha (kaampte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… dheere chuso… kal aapne zabardasti liya tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… lekin dard bhi ho raha hai andar…”
Maine uski dress poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski chut thodi suji hui thi kal ke asar se. Maine usko bed par litaya aur uski taange dheere se failayi. Uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki — bahut dheere, pyar se, clit ko chuste hue.
Neha (meri zubaan feel karte hue, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahh… aapki zubaan bahut garam hai… meri chut abhi bhi dard kar rahi hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… dheere chaatiye… mujhe heal kar rahe ho aap…”
Main neeche baith kar uski chut ko poori tarah chaatne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness meri zubaan par thi. Neha ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Woh halke-halke moan kar rahi thi, kabhi aansu beh rahi thi.
Neha (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… kal pistol ke saamne bhi aise hi jhadi thi… aaj bhi… main toot rahi hun… lekin aap rok nahi rahe… aaahh!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine usko dheere se litaya aur apna lund uski chut par ragadne laga. Neha ki aankhein khuli thi, dar aur laalach dono ke saath.
Neha (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue):
“Dheere se daaliye… mujhe pura feel karna hai… aapka lund bahut mota hai… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj.”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Neha ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Neha (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Neha ki choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Neha (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, aansu aur moan ke saath):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… kal zabardasti tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… aap mujhe apni bana lo… aaahh… main aa rahi hun phir se…”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi garam maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Neha mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak roti rahi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Neha (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… kal phir aaiye… please.”Raat ke 10:45 baje Meera ke chhote wooden cottage ke bahar pahuncha. Thandi Shimla ki hawa mein uska cottage fireplace ki roshni se chamak raha tha. Darwaza khulte hi garam hawa aur Meera ki body ki khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi garam aur thodi sweaty) mujhe lapet li.
Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur bolt laga diya. Woh ek soft off-white nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski badi choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the. Uski aankhon mein dar, sharm aur gehri bhookh ka milan tha.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… aa gaye. Bahut time se intezaar kar rahi thi. Aaj ghar akela hai… pati bahar hain. Aap jo chahein kar sakte ho… lekin dheere se… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko.”
Maine usko deewar se chipka diya aur uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, lekin jaldi badhta gaya. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili — garam, namkin, thodi coffee ki taste ke saath. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (kiss ke beech, kaanpti awaaz mein):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… meri chut abhi se geeli ho rahi hai… aap mujhe touch kijiye… pura shareer aapka hai aaj.”
Maine uski nighty ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi, heavy choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, soft, brown nipples tight aur khade hue. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata, dusri choochie haath se masalne laga.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki ho gayi hain… aaahh… nipple ko kaato… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chusa hai… meri chut se paani beh raha hai aapke liye…”
Maine uski nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski smooth, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi, chut ke lips swell ho chuke the. Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki.
Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi, uski ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue, shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh fuck… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai… clit ko zor se chuso… main jhadne wali hun… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Maine uski clit ko zor se chusa aur do ungliyan andar daal kar tez andar-bahar karne laga. Meera ka shareer ekdum se tight ho gaya. Uski chut mere muh par zor se jhad gayi — garam, geela paani mere muh aur chin par beh gaya.
Meera (jhadte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Main aa gayi… aaahhhhh… bahut zor se… aapki zubaan ne meri chut ko paagal kar diya… ab aapka lund do mujhe… andar daaliye… pura bhar dijiye…”
Maine apna mota, throbbing lund bahar nikala. Supada laal aur chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, laalach aur dar ke saath):
“Dheere se daaliye… bahut mota hai… lekin main chahti hun… pura andar lijiye… mujhe apni bana lo aaj raat…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski tight, geeli chut mein dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi, usne mera haath pakad liya aur zor se dabaya.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya meri chut… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut gehra ja rahe ho… aaahh… aur andar… pura lund andar daaliye…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre, pyar bhare strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko kas rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi, uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz poore room mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… meri chut aapke lund ke liye taras rahi thi… zor se mat kijiye… dheere hi… mujhe pura feel karne do… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun…”
Main ne speed thodi badha di. Meera ki taange meri kamar par lapet gayi, woh mujhe andar khinch rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ko zor se kas rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se chillate hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh fuck… pura andar chhod dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main aapki randi ban chuki hun aaj raat… aaahhhhh!”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor-zor se garam maal bhara. Dono ka shareer ek saath kaanp raha tha. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi. Uski saans dheere ho rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… roz aaiye… mujhe aise hi chodiye… bahut pyar se… lekin zor se bhi…”
Raat bhar dono lipat kar soye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 1:30 baje fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono bed par nange lipat kar letay hue the. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar saans le rahi thi. Uski garam saans meri skin par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dheere-dheere ragad rahi thi, aur uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal halka-halka bahar nikal raha tha.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, bahut dheemi aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj tumne mujhe itna pyar diya… bahut time baad kisi ne mujhe aurat feel karaya. Main… aapko kuch bataana chahti hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir meri aankhon mein dekhte hue boli,
Meera (halki si hesitation ke saath):
“Main sirf resort manager nahi hun. Yeh pura resort, paas wale 5 cottage, aur Shimla mein do aur bade hotels… sab mera family ka hai. Mere papa ne 40 saal pehle yeh empire banaya tha. Ab yeh sab mera hai. Bahut ameer hun main… lekin akeli bhi.”
Uski baat sun kar mera dil tez dhadka. Greed ka ek gehra lahar andar utha — yeh aurat sirf garam aur sundar nahi, bahut badi ameeri bhi rakhti hai. Lekin maine chehre par pyar ka mask banaye rakha.
Main (uske baal sahlate hue, gehri nazron se dekhte hue):
“Meera… paisa aur property mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye. Tumhari tanhai, tumhari smile, tumhari garam saans… yeh sab. Main tumse pyar karne laga hun.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mujhe aur tightly pakad liya.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Kisi ne aisa nahi kaha tha… sab paisa dekh kar aate the. Tum… sirf mujhe chahte ho. Main tumse bahut pyar karne lagi hun Karthik.”
Maine usko aur gehra kiss kiya — pyar bhara, gehra, zubaan milate hue. Kiss ke beech main uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
Main (pyar se):
“Meera… tum meri ho. Main tumhe kabhi akela nahi chhodunga. Jo kuch tumhara hai… woh bhi mera hai… lekin sirf isliye kyunki tum meri ho.”
Usne mujhe aur tightly pakad liya. Uski chut mere lund par ragad rahi thi. Maine usko dheere se litaya aur uski choochiyaan chusne laga — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki hain… sab kuch aapka hai… aaahh… andar touch kijiye…”
Maine uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh geeli aur garam thi. Dheere se ek ungli andar daali. Meera ka shareer kaanp utha.
Meera (meri ungli ke saath hilte hue):
“Aur andar… do ungliyan… aaahh… aap mujhe pyar kar rahe ho na? Meri property bhi aapki hai… lekin abhi mat socho uske baare mein… sirf mujhe pyar kijiye…”
Maine do ungliyan andar-bahar karne laga. Uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski clit ko zubaan se chusa. Meera zor se moan kar rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki ungliyan aur zubaan ne mujhe pagal kar diya… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Uske baad maine usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya. Dheere se, pyar se, gehre dhakke.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… pura andar daaliye… main tumhari hun… meri saari ameeri bhi tumhari… bas aap mujhe aise hi pyar karte rahiye…”
Main ne speed dheere rakhi, lekin har dhakke gehra tha. Uski chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Main neeche se unko pakad kar dabane laga.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur tez… lekin pyar se… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun…”
Main ne uske andar hi zor se maal bhar diya. Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.Teesre din subah Meera ne mujhe apne personal office mein bulaya. Resort ke top floor par ek chhota sa private room tha — badi glass window se pahadon ka view, fireplace jal raha tha, aur table par lawyer ke saath documents ready the.
Meera ne white silk saree pehni thi. Uski choochiyaan saree ke pallu ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, chehra thoda udaas lekin aankhon mein gehra pyar aur surrender tha.
Meera (mere paas aakar, haath pakadte hue):
“Karthik… kal raat ke baad main soch rahi thi. Tum sirf mera shareer nahi… mera dil bhi jeet chuke ho. Main tumse bahut gehra pyar karne lagi hun. Jo kuch mera hai… woh sab tumhara hai.”
Lawyer (middle-aged, professional) documents table par rakh kar bola,
Lawyer: “Madam, yeh transfer papers hain. Poora resort, 5 cottage aur do hotels aapke naam se Mr. Karthik ke naam transfer ho jayenge. Aap sure hain?”
Meera ne mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein aansu the, lekin muskurahat bhi.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, emotional awaaz mein):
“Haan… main sure hun. Karthik ne mujhe woh pyar diya jo kabhi kisi ne nahi diya. Main uske bina nahi reh sakti. Sab kuch uska ho jaye.”
Lawyer ne papers sign karwa liye. Meera ne apna signature kiya — haath thoda kaanp rahe the. Jab woh sign kar rahi thi, main uske peeche khada tha aur uski kamar par haath pher raha tha.
Meera (sign karte hue, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… ab sab kuch ke malik ho… resort, hotels, property… aur main bhi.”
Lawyer jaane ke baad Meera ne mujhe tightly gale laga liya. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Ab main poori tarah tumhari hun… shareer, dil, aur sab property. Ab mujhe pyar se lo… jaise kal liya tha.”
Maine usko bed par litaya. Uski saree dheere-dheere utari. Uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur geeli chut bahar aa gayi. Maine uski choochiyaan chusni shuru ki — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… zor se chuso… aaahh…”
Maine uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut garam aur bahut geeli thi. Maine zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange kaanp rahi thi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… aapki zubaan meri andar… bahut gehra… main tumse pyar karti hun… sab kuch tumhara kar diya… aaahh… main jhad rahi hun…”
Meera zor se jhad gayi. Main ne usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Zor se… pura andar daaliye… ab main tumhari property hun… chodiye mujhe jaise maalikin chodte hain… aaahhh… meri chut aapki hai…”
Main zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Uski badi choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Har dhakke ke saath “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz ho rahi thi.
Meera (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Aur tez… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main tumhari randi hun… sab property tumhari… aaahhhhh main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.
Neha: “Main aaj resort ke paas hi hun. Agar aap free ho toh mil sakte hain… mere private cabin mein. Pati Delhi gaye hain. Bas aap aaiye… main wait kar rahi hun.”
Main resort ke paas uske private cabin pahuncha. Thandi hawa chal rahi thi, pahadon ki chotiyan door se chamak rahi thi. Cabin bahut chhota aur cozy tha — wooden walls, fireplace jal raha tha, aur badi glass window se snow-covered valley dikhai de rahi thi.
Neha ne darwaza khola. Woh ek soft white woolen dress mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders aur cleavage thoda expose karta hua. Uska chehra thoda udaas aur laal tha, aankhon mein kal wala trauma abhi bhi saaf dikhai de raha tha, lekin uske saath ek gehra, zabardasti jagi hui laalach bhi.
Neha (darwaza band karte hue, dheemi tooti awaaz mein):
“Andar aaiye… bahar bahut thand hai. Main… aapka intezaar kar rahi thi.”
Andar garmi thi. Fireplace ki halki crackling awaaz aur pine ki khushboo ghul rahi thi. Neha mere saamne khadi thi, haath thoda kaanp rahe the.
Neha (nazar jhukaye, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Kal raat se so nahi pa rahi… har baar aankh band karte hi pistol, aapke dhakke aur pati ka chupchaap dekhna yaad aa jata hai. Main toot gayi hun… lekin aapko dekh kar… mann kar raha hai ki phir se feel karun. Aap… mujhe touch kar sakte ho.”
Maine uske paas ja kar uske gaal par haath pher diya. Woh kaanp gayi, lekin peeche nahi hati. Maine uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, pyar bhara, lekin usmein uska dar bhi mehsoos ho raha tha.
Neha (kiss tod kar, aansu ke saath):
“Aap bahut pyar se chum rahe ho… mujhe dar bhi lag raha hai… lekin rok nahi pa rahi… mujhe aur chhuiye.”
Maine uski dress ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, heavy, nipples tight. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar dheere se chusni shuru ki. Neha ki saans tez ho gayi, usne mera sar pakad liya.
Neha (kaampte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… dheere chuso… kal aapne zabardasti liya tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… lekin dard bhi ho raha hai andar…”
Maine uski dress poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski chut thodi suji hui thi kal ke asar se. Maine usko bed par litaya aur uski taange dheere se failayi. Uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki — bahut dheere, pyar se, clit ko chuste hue.
Neha (meri zubaan feel karte hue, aansu behate hue):
“Aaahh… aapki zubaan bahut garam hai… meri chut abhi bhi dard kar rahi hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… dheere chaatiye… mujhe heal kar rahe ho aap…”
Main neeche baith kar uski chut ko poori tarah chaatne laga. Uski chut ki garam wetness meri zubaan par thi. Neha ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi. Woh halke-halke moan kar rahi thi, kabhi aansu beh rahi thi.
Neha (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… kal pistol ke saamne bhi aise hi jhadi thi… aaj bhi… main toot rahi hun… lekin aap rok nahi rahe… aaahh!”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine usko dheere se litaya aur apna lund uski chut par ragadne laga. Neha ki aankhein khuli thi, dar aur laalach dono ke saath.
Neha (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue):
“Dheere se daaliye… mujhe pura feel karna hai… aapka lund bahut mota hai… andar daaliye… main aapki hun aaj.”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski chut mein dhakel diya. Neha ki aankhein band ho gayi aur woh halki si cheekh nikal gayi.
Neha (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh… pura bhar gaya… bahut mota… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Neha ki choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi.
Neha (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, aansu aur moan ke saath):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… kal zabardasti tha… aaj main khud chahti hun… aap mujhe apni bana lo… aaahh… main aa rahi hun phir se…”
Neha zor se jhad gayi. Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi garam maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Neha mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak roti rahi, phir dheere se muskurayi.
Neha (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… kal phir aaiye… please.”Raat ke 10:45 baje Meera ke chhote wooden cottage ke bahar pahuncha. Thandi Shimla ki hawa mein uska cottage fireplace ki roshni se chamak raha tha. Darwaza khulte hi garam hawa aur Meera ki body ki khushboo (thodi meethi, thodi garam aur thodi sweaty) mujhe lapet li.
Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur bolt laga diya. Woh ek soft off-white nighty mein thi — patla fabric, shoulders par loose, andar kuch nahi. Uski badi choochiyaan nighty ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, nipples ke shape saaf dikh rahe the. Uski aankhon mein dar, sharm aur gehri bhookh ka milan tha.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… aa gaye. Bahut time se intezaar kar rahi thi. Aaj ghar akela hai… pati bahar hain. Aap jo chahein kar sakte ho… lekin dheere se… mujhe pura feel karna hai aapko.”
Maine usko deewar se chipka diya aur uske hoth bahut dheere se chum liye. Kiss naram tha, lekin jaldi badhta gaya. Uski zubaan meri zubaan se mili — garam, namkin, thodi coffee ki taste ke saath. Uski saans meri gardan par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (kiss ke beech, kaanpti awaaz mein):
“Aapke hoth bahut garam hain… meri chut abhi se geeli ho rahi hai… aap mujhe touch kijiye… pura shareer aapka hai aaj.”
Maine uski nighty ke strap neeche kiye. Uski badi, heavy choochiyaan bahar aa gayi — garam, soft, brown nipples tight aur khade hue. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki. Zubaan se nipple ko ghumaya, halka sa kaata, dusri choochie haath se masalne laga.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… bahut zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki ho gayi hain… aaahh… nipple ko kaato… bahut time baad kisi ne aise chusa hai… meri chut se paani beh raha hai aapke liye…”
Maine uski nighty poori utar di. Ab woh bilkul nangi thi. Uski smooth, garam chut already geeli chamak rahi thi, chut ke lips swell ho chuke the. Maine usko utha kar bed par litaya. Uski taange failayi aur chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki.
Uski chut ki garam, silky wetness meri zubaan par lapet rahi thi. Clit ko chuste hue, zubaan andar daalte hue, chut ke ras ko chaat te hue. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi, uski ungliyan mere baal mein ghoos gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue, shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahhh fuck… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra feel ho raha hai… clit ko zor se chuso… main jhadne wali hun… aaahh… aap bahut achhe ho… mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Maine uski clit ko zor se chusa aur do ungliyan andar daal kar tez andar-bahar karne laga. Meera ka shareer ekdum se tight ho gaya. Uski chut mere muh par zor se jhad gayi — garam, geela paani mere muh aur chin par beh gaya.
Meera (jhadte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Main aa gayi… aaahhhhh… bahut zor se… aapki zubaan ne meri chut ko paagal kar diya… ab aapka lund do mujhe… andar daaliye… pura bhar dijiye…”
Maine apna mota, throbbing lund bahar nikala. Supada laal aur chamak raha tha. Meera ne haath badhaya aur usko pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (meri aankhon mein dekhte hue, laalach aur dar ke saath):
“Dheere se daaliye… bahut mota hai… lekin main chahti hun… pura andar lijiye… mujhe apni bana lo aaj raat…”
Maine bahut dheere se supada uski tight, geeli chut mein dhakel diya. Meera ki aankhein band ho gayi, usne mera haath pakad liya aur zor se dabaya.
Meera (lund andar lete hue, kaanpte hue, cheekh ke saath):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya meri chut… dheere dheere dhakke mariye… mujhe dard bhi ho raha hai… lekin maza bhi aa raha hai… aap bahut gehra ja rahe ho… aaahh… aur andar… pura lund andar daaliye…”
Main dheere-dheere gehre, pyar bhare strokes lene laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski garam, tight chut mere lund ko kas rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se ragad rahi thi, nipples hard aur garam. Uski saans meri gardan par garam pad rahi thi, uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz poore room mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… aap bahut pyar se chod rahe ho… meri chut aapke lund ke liye taras rahi thi… zor se mat kijiye… dheere hi… mujhe pura feel karne do… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun…”
Main ne speed thodi badha di. Meera ki taange meri kamar par lapet gayi, woh mujhe andar khinch rahi thi. Uski chut mere lund ko zor se kas rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue, mujhe tightly pakad kar, zor se chillate hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh fuck… pura andar chhod dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main aapki randi ban chuki hun aaj raat… aaahhhhh!”
Main ne bhi uske gehre andar hi zor-zor se garam maal bhara. Dono ka shareer ek saath kaanp raha tha. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar bahut der tak chup rahi. Uski saans dheere ho rahi thi.
Meera (bahut dheemi, satisfied aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj ke baad… main aapke bina nahi reh sakti… roz aaiye… mujhe aise hi chodiye… bahut pyar se… lekin zor se bhi…”
Raat bhar dono lipat kar soye — garam saansen, pine ki khushboo aur gehre ehsaas ke saath.Raat ke 1:30 baje fireplace ki roshni mein hum dono bed par nange lipat kar letay hue the. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar saans le rahi thi. Uski garam saans meri skin par pad rahi thi, uski choochiyaan mere seene se dheere-dheere ragad rahi thi, aur uski chut se abhi bhi mera maal halka-halka bahar nikal raha tha.
Meera (meri gardan mein muh chhupate hue, bahut dheemi aur emotional awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj tumne mujhe itna pyar diya… bahut time baad kisi ne mujhe aurat feel karaya. Main… aapko kuch bataana chahti hun.”
Woh thodi der chup rahi, phir meri aankhon mein dekhte hue boli,
Meera (halki si hesitation ke saath):
“Main sirf resort manager nahi hun. Yeh pura resort, paas wale 5 cottage, aur Shimla mein do aur bade hotels… sab mera family ka hai. Mere papa ne 40 saal pehle yeh empire banaya tha. Ab yeh sab mera hai. Bahut ameer hun main… lekin akeli bhi.”
Uski baat sun kar mera dil tez dhadka. Greed ka ek gehra lahar andar utha — yeh aurat sirf garam aur sundar nahi, bahut badi ameeri bhi rakhti hai. Lekin maine chehre par pyar ka mask banaye rakha.
Main (uske baal sahlate hue, gehri nazron se dekhte hue):
“Meera… paisa aur property mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Mujhe sirf tum chahiye. Tumhari tanhai, tumhari smile, tumhari garam saans… yeh sab. Main tumse pyar karne laga hun.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mujhe aur tightly pakad liya.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Kisi ne aisa nahi kaha tha… sab paisa dekh kar aate the. Tum… sirf mujhe chahte ho. Main tumse bahut pyar karne lagi hun Karthik.”
Maine usko aur gehra kiss kiya — pyar bhara, gehra, zubaan milate hue. Kiss ke beech main uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
Main (pyar se):
“Meera… tum meri ho. Main tumhe kabhi akela nahi chhodunga. Jo kuch tumhara hai… woh bhi mera hai… lekin sirf isliye kyunki tum meri ho.”
Usne mujhe aur tightly pakad liya. Uski chut mere lund par ragad rahi thi. Maine usko dheere se litaya aur uski choochiyaan chusne laga — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki hain… sab kuch aapka hai… aaahh… andar touch kijiye…”
Maine uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh geeli aur garam thi. Dheere se ek ungli andar daali. Meera ka shareer kaanp utha.
Meera (meri ungli ke saath hilte hue):
“Aur andar… do ungliyan… aaahh… aap mujhe pyar kar rahe ho na? Meri property bhi aapki hai… lekin abhi mat socho uske baare mein… sirf mujhe pyar kijiye…”
Maine do ungliyan andar-bahar karne laga. Uski chut ki geeli “chap chap” awaaz kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Maine uski clit ko zubaan se chusa. Meera zor se moan kar rahi thi.
Meera (jhadte hue):
“Main aa rahi hun… aaahhhhh… aapki ungliyan aur zubaan ne mujhe pagal kar diya… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Uske baad maine usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya. Dheere se, pyar se, gehre dhakke.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur gehra… aaahh… pura andar daaliye… main tumhari hun… meri saari ameeri bhi tumhari… bas aap mujhe aise hi pyar karte rahiye…”
Main ne speed dheere rakhi, lekin har dhakke gehra tha. Uski chut mere lund ko tightly lapet rahi thi. Uski choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Main neeche se unko pakad kar dabane laga.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur tez… lekin pyar se… aaahh… main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye… meri chut aapke maal se bhar dijiye… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun…”
Main ne uske andar hi zor se maal bhar diya. Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.Teesre din subah Meera ne mujhe apne personal office mein bulaya. Resort ke top floor par ek chhota sa private room tha — badi glass window se pahadon ka view, fireplace jal raha tha, aur table par lawyer ke saath documents ready the.
Meera ne white silk saree pehni thi. Uski choochiyaan saree ke pallu ke neeche se ubhar rahi thi, chehra thoda udaas lekin aankhon mein gehra pyar aur surrender tha.
Meera (mere paas aakar, haath pakadte hue):
“Karthik… kal raat ke baad main soch rahi thi. Tum sirf mera shareer nahi… mera dil bhi jeet chuke ho. Main tumse bahut gehra pyar karne lagi hun. Jo kuch mera hai… woh sab tumhara hai.”
Lawyer (middle-aged, professional) documents table par rakh kar bola,
Lawyer: “Madam, yeh transfer papers hain. Poora resort, 5 cottage aur do hotels aapke naam se Mr. Karthik ke naam transfer ho jayenge. Aap sure hain?”
Meera ne mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein aansu the, lekin muskurahat bhi.
Meera (meri taraf dekhte hue, emotional awaaz mein):
“Haan… main sure hun. Karthik ne mujhe woh pyar diya jo kabhi kisi ne nahi diya. Main uske bina nahi reh sakti. Sab kuch uska ho jaye.”
Lawyer ne papers sign karwa liye. Meera ne apna signature kiya — haath thoda kaanp rahe the. Jab woh sign kar rahi thi, main uske peeche khada tha aur uski kamar par haath pher raha tha.
Meera (sign karte hue, halki si saans tez karte hue):
“Aap… ab sab kuch ke malik ho… resort, hotels, property… aur main bhi.”
Lawyer jaane ke baad Meera ne mujhe tightly gale laga liya. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Ab main poori tarah tumhari hun… shareer, dil, aur sab property. Ab mujhe pyar se lo… jaise kal liya tha.”
Maine usko bed par litaya. Uski saree dheere-dheere utari. Uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur geeli chut bahar aa gayi. Maine uski choochiyaan chusni shuru ki — dheere, pyar se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar):
“Aaahh… chuso… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… zor se chuso… aaahh…”
Maine uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut garam aur bahut geeli thi. Maine zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange kaanp rahi thi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… aapki zubaan meri andar… bahut gehra… main tumse pyar karti hun… sab kuch tumhara kar diya… aaahh… main jhad rahi hun…”
Meera zor se jhad gayi. Main ne usko ghuma diya aur doggy style mein uski gaand pakad kar lund uski chut mein daal diya.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Zor se… pura andar daaliye… ab main tumhari property hun… chodiye mujhe jaise maalikin chodte hain… aaahhh… meri chut aapki hai…”
Main zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Uski badi choochiyaan neeche latak rahi thi. Har dhakke ke saath “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz ho rahi thi.
Meera (rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Aur tez… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main tumhari randi hun… sab property tumhari… aaahhhhh main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya.
Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye.
Subah 10 baje Meera ke personal office mein lawyer phir se aaya. Documents table par ready the. Meera ne white silk saree pehni thi — pallu gehra, choochiyaan ubhar rahi thi. Uska chehra thoda udaas tha, lekin aankhon mein gehra pyar aur surrender tha.
Meera (mere haath pakad kar, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj sab kuch final ho raha hai. Main tumse bahut pyar karti hun. Jo kuch mera hai… woh sab tumhara ho jaye. Main sirf tumhari rehna chahti hun.”
Lawyer ne papers padh kar bataye. Poora resort, 5 luxury cottages, aur do bade hotels — sab kuch mere naam transfer ho raha tha. Meera ne apna signature kiya. Uska haath thoda kaanp raha tha, lekin woh muskurayi.
Meera (sign karte hue, mujhe dekhte hue):
“Ab tum is sab ke malik ho… resort, property, paisa… aur main bhi. Ab mujhe pyar se lo… aaj pura din tumhara hai.”
Lawyer jaane ke baad Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur mujhe gale laga liya. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Ab main poori tarah tumhari hun… shareer aur duniya dono. Chod mujhe… jaise tum chahte ho.”
Maine usko bed par litaya. Uski saree dheere-dheere utari. Uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur geeli chut bahar aa gayi. Maine uski choochiyaan chusni shuru ki — zor se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue, kabhi halka sa kaat te hue.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… aaahh… aur zor se… main tumhari randi hun aaj…”
Maine uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut garam, geeli aur bahut tight thi. Maine zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra… main jhad rahi hun… aaahhhhh… tum mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Meera zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine apna mota lund bahar nikala. Meera ne usko haath mein pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (laalach bhari aankhon se):
“Ab andar daaliye… pura… main tumhari property hun… chodiye mujhe jaise maalikin chodte hain…”
Maine ek tez dhakke mein pura lund uski chut mein daal diya. Meera zor se cheekh gayi.
Meera (table pakad kar, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya… zor se chodiye… meri chut aapki hai… aaahh… aur tez… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Main zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz goonj rahi thi. Meera ki chut mere lund ko kas-kas kar pakad rahi thi.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur zor se… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main tumhari randi hun… sab property tumhari… chodiye mujhe… aaahhhhh main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Maine uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar boli,
Meera (pyar se, aansu ke saath):
“Ab tum sab kuch ke malik ho… aur main tumhari. Kal se yahan rehna shuru kar do… main tumhari biwi banna chahti hun.”
Main ne uske baal sahlate hue socha — pyar ka jaal poora ho chuka tha. Property ab meri thi.Meera ke personal office mein hum dono baithay hue the. Table par poore empire ke documents, keys, bank statements aur management files spread the. Meera ne light pink saree pehni thi — blouse tight, pallu gehra, choochiyaan ubhar rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi kal raat ka pyar aur surrender tha.
Meera (mere haath pakad kar, emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj se yeh sab tumhara hai Karthik. Resort, hotels, cottages… sab. Main tumhari partner hun… shareer aur business dono mein. Aaj hum saath mein manage karenge.”
Maine usko god mein baitha liya. Uski gaand mere lap par thi. Maine uske pallu ko thoda neeche sarakaya aur uski choochiyaan haathon mein le kar dheere se masalne laga.
Main (uske kaan mein):
“Pehle tumhe manage karun… phir business ko.”
Meera (meri ungliyon ke touch par kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… aap bahut greedy ho… lekin mujhe achha lagta hai… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… zor se dabaiye…”
Maine uski saree ka pallu poori tarah neeche kar diya. Blouse ke hooks khole aur bra utar di. Uski badi, garam choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue, meri god mein hilte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapke liye hain… aaahh… neeche bhi chhuiye…”
Maine uski saree upar ki aur panty side karke uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh already bahut geeli thi. Dheere se do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karne laga.
Meera (meri ungli ke rhythm ke saath moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… andar bahar… meri chut bhi aapki property hai… aaj se hum saath manage karenge… resort ke staff ko aap hi order denge… aaahh… aur tez kijiye…”
Main ne usko table par jhuka diya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi. Maine lund bahar nikala aur uski geeli chut par ragadte hue pura andar daal diya.
Meera (table pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhhhh… pura bhar gaya… ab yeh resort bhi aapka hai… zor se chodiye… main aapki manager bhi hun aur randi bhi… aaahh… aur tez!”
Main uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski choochiyaan table par ragad rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz office mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur zor se… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main aapki hoon… resort ke sab staff ko bata dungi ki aap naya owner hain… aaahhhhh… main aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Maine uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske gehre andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye.
Thak kar hum dono sofa par baith gaye. Meera mere god mein leti hui thi.
Meera (mere seene par haath ferte hue, pyar se):
“Aaj se hum saath manage karenge. Subah 10 baje staff meeting hai. Aap owner hain… main aapki wife aur manager. Raat ko phir aise hi pyar karenge.”
Maine uske baal sahlate hue socha — pyar ka jaal poora ho chuka tha. Ab property, business aur Meera… sab kuch mera tha.
Meera ke saath main conference hall mein pahuncha. Hall mein resort ke sab senior staff (15-20 log) baithay hue the. Jab main andar ghus, sabki nazar mujh par padi. Meera ne mujhe introduce karne ke liye muh khola, lekin maine uska haath pakad kar rok diya.
Main (authoritative, deep voice mein, sabko dekhte hue):
“Good morning everyone. Aaj se yeh resort, yeh saare cottages, aur dono hotels — sab kuch mera hai. Meera ne poori property mere naam transfer kar di hai. Main ab is empire ka sole owner aur Managing Director hun.”
Sab log shocked ho gaye. Meera ka chehra laal ho gaya, woh sharma kar side mein khadi ho gayi.
Main (Meera ki taraf dekhte hue, dominant smile ke saath):
“Meera, tum ab se my personal assistant aur Executive Manager ho. Sab decisions mujhe report karogi. Clear?”
Meera (nazar jhukaye, halki si sharm aur excitement ke saath):
“Ji… sir.”
Main stage par chadh gaya aur staff ko address kiya. Voice commanding thi.
Main:
“Kal se naye rules lagenge. Revenue badhana hai, expenses kam karne hain. Main personally har department check karunga. Koi problem ho toh direct mujhe batao. Meera ab sirf mera right hand hai — aur kuch nahi.”
Staff ne sar hilaya. Meeting ke baad jab sab bahar nikal gaye, maine Meera ko apne cabin mein bulaya.
Main (door band karte hue, usko table par jhukate hue):
“Ab bata… sab paisa mera hai na? Resort, hotels, cottages — sab mera. Tu sirf meri personal randi hai ab.”
Meera ka chehra laal tha, lekin uski saans tez ho gayi thi. Maine uski saree ka pallu neeche gira diya aur blouse ke hooks khol diye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi.
Meera (kaampte hue):
“Ji sir… sab aapka hai… main bhi aapki hun…”
Maine uski choochiyaan zor se pakad kar masalne laga aur nipples ko muh mein le kar chusne laga. Meera ki saans phool rahi thi.
Meera (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh sir… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki property hain… aaahh…”
Maine uski saree upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Uski chut geeli chamak rahi thi. Maine table par jhuka kar peeche se lund uski chut mein daal diya.
Meera (table pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhhhh… pura andar… ab yeh resort bhi aapka hai… zor se chodiye sir… main aapki randi manager hun… aaahh… aur tez!”
Main uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski choochiyaan table par ragad rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi.
Main (uske baal pakad kar):
“Bol… sab paisa mera hai… tu meri personal slut hai ab… resort ke sab staff ko bata dena ki main naya owner hun.”
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sab paisa aapka hai sir… main aapki personal randi manager hun… zor se chodiye… meri chut aapki property hai… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye.
Meera table par gir gayi, chut se mera maal bahar nikal raha tha. Woh thak kar muskurayi aur boli,
Meera (pyar aur surrender ke saath):
“Ab aap poore empire ke malik ho… main sirf aapki hun.Ab main poore empire ka malik ban chuka tha. Resort, 5 luxury cottages, do hotels — sab kuch mere naam par tha. Bank accounts mein croreon ka paisa, staff mujhe “Sir” bol kar sar jhukate the. Attitude badal gaya tha mera. Greed aur power ne mujhe aurat se upar utha diya tha.
Meera subah mere office mein aayi. Uski aankhon mein ab pachhtava saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh white saree mein thi, lekin chehra udaas aur toota hua tha.
Meera (sir jhukaye, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… maine socha tha tum mujhse pyar karte ho. Sab property tumhare naam kar di… ab lag raha hai maine galti kar di. Tum badal gaye ho… bahut ameer ho gaye ho aur mujhe sirf ek cheez samajh rahe ho.”
Maine chair par baith kar usko upar se neeche tak dekha. Ab main usko aurat nahi, sirf apni property ki tarah dekh raha tha.
Main (thande, arrogant awaaz mein):
“Meera, tumne khud sign kiya tha. Ab pachhtava kyun? Main ab yeh sab ka malik hun. Tum sirf meri personal manager aur randi ho. Jo main kahun, woh karogi. Paisa mera hai, power mera hai, aur tum bhi meri ho.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mere paas aayi aur ghutno par baith gayi.
Meera (ro kar):
“Main tumse pyar karti thi… sachcha pyar. Tumne mujhe emotional kiya, pyar ka jaal bichhaya… aur ab yeh? Main ab kya hun tumhare liye? Sirf ek cheez jo tum chod sakte ho?”
Maine uske baal pakad kar uska sir upar kiya aur uski choochiyaan blouse ke upar se zor se dabane laga.
Main (arrogant smile ke saath):
“Ab tum sirf meri property ho. Resort chalao, staff manage karo, aur raat ko meri randi bano. Paisa dekh kar tumne mujhe pyar kiya tha na? Ab main ameer ho gaya hun… aur tum ab meri personal slut ho.”
Maine uski saree ka pallu neeche gira diya aur blouse ke hooks khol diye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Maine unko zor se masalne laga aur nipples ko muh mein le kar chusne laga.
Meera (aansu behate hue, lekin shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… main toot rahi hun… tum badal gaye ho… lekin phir bhi… aaahh… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai…”
Maine usko table par jhuka diya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein daal diya. Zor-zor se dhakke marne laga.
Main (uske baal pakad kar):
“Bol… sab property ab mera hai. Tu meri randi hai. Resort ke staff ko bata dena ki main naya owner hun aur tu meri personal slut.”
Meera (rone-mazaa ke beech, gaand peeche karte hue):
“Sab… aapka hai sir… main aapki randi hun… zor se chodiye… aaahhhhh… main toot rahi hun… lekin aapka lund andar lene ka mann kar raha hai…”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar maal bhar diya.
Meera table par gir gayi, chut se maal bahar nikal raha tha. Woh ro rahi thi lekin uski aankhon mein ab bhi laalach tha.
Meera (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab aap jo chahein… main aapki hun… lekin please… mujhe pyar bhi kijiye… jaise pehle karte the.”
Main muskuraya aur socha — ab main ameer ho gaya hun. Meera ab sirf meri property hai.
Meera (mere haath pakad kar, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… aaj sab kuch final ho raha hai. Main tumse bahut pyar karti hun. Jo kuch mera hai… woh sab tumhara ho jaye. Main sirf tumhari rehna chahti hun.”
Lawyer ne papers padh kar bataye. Poora resort, 5 luxury cottages, aur do bade hotels — sab kuch mere naam transfer ho raha tha. Meera ne apna signature kiya. Uska haath thoda kaanp raha tha, lekin woh muskurayi.
Meera (sign karte hue, mujhe dekhte hue):
“Ab tum is sab ke malik ho… resort, property, paisa… aur main bhi. Ab mujhe pyar se lo… aaj pura din tumhara hai.”
Lawyer jaane ke baad Meera ne darwaza band kiya aur mujhe gale laga liya. Uski choochiyaan mere seene se dab rahi thi.
Meera (bheegi awaaz mein):
“Ab main poori tarah tumhari hun… shareer aur duniya dono. Chod mujhe… jaise tum chahte ho.”
Maine usko bed par litaya. Uski saree dheere-dheere utari. Uski badi choochiyaan, patli kamar aur geeli chut bahar aa gayi. Maine uski choochiyaan chusni shuru ki — zor se, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue, kabhi halka sa kaat te hue.
Meera (meri gardan pakad kar, moan karte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… aaahh… aur zor se… main tumhari randi hun aaj…”
Maine uski chut par zubaan pherni shuru ki. Uski chut garam, geeli aur bahut tight thi. Maine zubaan andar daal kar andar-bahar karna shuru kiya. Meera ki taange meri gardan par lapet gayi.
Meera (zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… aapki zubaan meri chut ke andar… bahut gehra… main jhad rahi hun… aaahhhhh… tum mujhe pagal kar rahe ho…”
Meera zor se jhad gayi. Uska paani mere muh par beh gaya.
Ab maine apna mota lund bahar nikala. Meera ne usko haath mein pakad kar apni chut par ragadne lagi.
Meera (laalach bhari aankhon se):
“Ab andar daaliye… pura… main tumhari property hun… chodiye mujhe jaise maalikin chodte hain…”
Maine ek tez dhakke mein pura lund uski chut mein daal diya. Meera zor se cheekh gayi.
Meera (table pakad kar, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Aaahhhhh… bahut mota… pura bhar gaya… zor se chodiye… meri chut aapki hai… aaahh… aur tez… main tumse bahut pyar karti hun Karthik…”
Main zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski badi choochiyaan hil rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz goonj rahi thi. Meera ki chut mere lund ko kas-kas kar pakad rahi thi.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aur zor se… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main tumhari randi hun… sab property tumhari… chodiye mujhe… aaahhhhh main phir se aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Maine uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye. Garam maal uski chut se bahar nikal raha tha.
Dono thak kar lipat kar let gaye. Meera mere seene par sir rakh kar boli,
Meera (pyar se, aansu ke saath):
“Ab tum sab kuch ke malik ho… aur main tumhari. Kal se yahan rehna shuru kar do… main tumhari biwi banna chahti hun.”
Main ne uske baal sahlate hue socha — pyar ka jaal poora ho chuka tha. Property ab meri thi.Meera ke personal office mein hum dono baithay hue the. Table par poore empire ke documents, keys, bank statements aur management files spread the. Meera ne light pink saree pehni thi — blouse tight, pallu gehra, choochiyaan ubhar rahi thi. Uski aankhon mein abhi bhi kal raat ka pyar aur surrender tha.
Meera (mere haath pakad kar, emotional awaaz mein):
“Aaj se yeh sab tumhara hai Karthik. Resort, hotels, cottages… sab. Main tumhari partner hun… shareer aur business dono mein. Aaj hum saath mein manage karenge.”
Maine usko god mein baitha liya. Uski gaand mere lap par thi. Maine uske pallu ko thoda neeche sarakaya aur uski choochiyaan haathon mein le kar dheere se masalne laga.
Main (uske kaan mein):
“Pehle tumhe manage karun… phir business ko.”
Meera (meri ungliyon ke touch par kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… aap bahut greedy ho… lekin mujhe achha lagta hai… meri choochiyaan ab aapki property hain… zor se dabaiye…”
Maine uski saree ka pallu poori tarah neeche kar diya. Blouse ke hooks khole aur bra utar di. Uski badi, garam choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Maine ek choochie muh mein le kar zor se chusni shuru ki, nipple ko zubaan se ghumate hue.
Meera (saans phoolte hue, meri god mein hilte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapke liye hain… aaahh… neeche bhi chhuiye…”
Maine uski saree upar ki aur panty side karke uski chut par ungli pherni shuru ki. Woh already bahut geeli thi. Dheere se do ungliyan andar daal kar andar-bahar karne laga.
Meera (meri ungli ke rhythm ke saath moan karte hue):
“Aaahhh… andar bahar… meri chut bhi aapki property hai… aaj se hum saath manage karenge… resort ke staff ko aap hi order denge… aaahh… aur tez kijiye…”
Main ne usko table par jhuka diya. Uski gaand mere saamne thi. Maine lund bahar nikala aur uski geeli chut par ragadte hue pura andar daal diya.
Meera (table pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhhhh… pura bhar gaya… ab yeh resort bhi aapka hai… zor se chodiye… main aapki manager bhi hun aur randi bhi… aaahh… aur tez!”
Main uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski choochiyaan table par ragad rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz office mein goonj rahi thi.
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue):
“Aur zor se… meri gaand par thappad maariye… main aapki hoon… resort ke sab staff ko bata dungi ki aap naya owner hain… aaahhhhh… main aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Maine uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske gehre andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye.
Thak kar hum dono sofa par baith gaye. Meera mere god mein leti hui thi.
Meera (mere seene par haath ferte hue, pyar se):
“Aaj se hum saath manage karenge. Subah 10 baje staff meeting hai. Aap owner hain… main aapki wife aur manager. Raat ko phir aise hi pyar karenge.”
Maine uske baal sahlate hue socha — pyar ka jaal poora ho chuka tha. Ab property, business aur Meera… sab kuch mera tha.
Meera ke saath main conference hall mein pahuncha. Hall mein resort ke sab senior staff (15-20 log) baithay hue the. Jab main andar ghus, sabki nazar mujh par padi. Meera ne mujhe introduce karne ke liye muh khola, lekin maine uska haath pakad kar rok diya.
Main (authoritative, deep voice mein, sabko dekhte hue):
“Good morning everyone. Aaj se yeh resort, yeh saare cottages, aur dono hotels — sab kuch mera hai. Meera ne poori property mere naam transfer kar di hai. Main ab is empire ka sole owner aur Managing Director hun.”
Sab log shocked ho gaye. Meera ka chehra laal ho gaya, woh sharma kar side mein khadi ho gayi.
Main (Meera ki taraf dekhte hue, dominant smile ke saath):
“Meera, tum ab se my personal assistant aur Executive Manager ho. Sab decisions mujhe report karogi. Clear?”
Meera (nazar jhukaye, halki si sharm aur excitement ke saath):
“Ji… sir.”
Main stage par chadh gaya aur staff ko address kiya. Voice commanding thi.
Main:
“Kal se naye rules lagenge. Revenue badhana hai, expenses kam karne hain. Main personally har department check karunga. Koi problem ho toh direct mujhe batao. Meera ab sirf mera right hand hai — aur kuch nahi.”
Staff ne sar hilaya. Meeting ke baad jab sab bahar nikal gaye, maine Meera ko apne cabin mein bulaya.
Main (door band karte hue, usko table par jhukate hue):
“Ab bata… sab paisa mera hai na? Resort, hotels, cottages — sab mera. Tu sirf meri personal randi hai ab.”
Meera ka chehra laal tha, lekin uski saans tez ho gayi thi. Maine uski saree ka pallu neeche gira diya aur blouse ke hooks khol diye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi.
Meera (kaampte hue):
“Ji sir… sab aapka hai… main bhi aapki hun…”
Maine uski choochiyaan zor se pakad kar masalne laga aur nipples ko muh mein le kar chusne laga. Meera ki saans phool rahi thi.
Meera (moan karte hue):
“Aaahh sir… zor se chuso… meri choochiyaan aapki property hain… aaahh…”
Maine uski saree upar ki aur panty neeche kar di. Uski chut geeli chamak rahi thi. Maine table par jhuka kar peeche se lund uski chut mein daal diya.
Meera (table pakad kar, zor se moan karte hue):
“Aaahhhhh… pura andar… ab yeh resort bhi aapka hai… zor se chodiye sir… main aapki randi manager hun… aaahh… aur tez!”
Main uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke ke saath uski choochiyaan table par ragad rahi thi aur “thap thap thap” ki tez awaaz cabin mein goonj rahi thi.
Main (uske baal pakad kar):
“Bol… sab paisa mera hai… tu meri personal slut hai ab… resort ke sab staff ko bata dena ki main naya owner hun.”
Meera (gaand peeche karte hue, rone-mazaa ke beech):
“Sab paisa aapka hai sir… main aapki personal randi manager hun… zor se chodiye… meri chut aapki property hai… aaahhhhh main aa rahi hun… andar hi jhad dijiye!”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar hi maal bhar diya. Dono ek saath jhad gaye.
Meera table par gir gayi, chut se mera maal bahar nikal raha tha. Woh thak kar muskurayi aur boli,
Meera (pyar aur surrender ke saath):
“Ab aap poore empire ke malik ho… main sirf aapki hun.Ab main poore empire ka malik ban chuka tha. Resort, 5 luxury cottages, do hotels — sab kuch mere naam par tha. Bank accounts mein croreon ka paisa, staff mujhe “Sir” bol kar sar jhukate the. Attitude badal gaya tha mera. Greed aur power ne mujhe aurat se upar utha diya tha.
Meera subah mere office mein aayi. Uski aankhon mein ab pachhtava saaf dikhai de raha tha. Woh white saree mein thi, lekin chehra udaas aur toota hua tha.
Meera (sir jhukaye, dheemi awaaz mein):
“Karthik… maine socha tha tum mujhse pyar karte ho. Sab property tumhare naam kar di… ab lag raha hai maine galti kar di. Tum badal gaye ho… bahut ameer ho gaye ho aur mujhe sirf ek cheez samajh rahe ho.”
Maine chair par baith kar usko upar se neeche tak dekha. Ab main usko aurat nahi, sirf apni property ki tarah dekh raha tha.
Main (thande, arrogant awaaz mein):
“Meera, tumne khud sign kiya tha. Ab pachhtava kyun? Main ab yeh sab ka malik hun. Tum sirf meri personal manager aur randi ho. Jo main kahun, woh karogi. Paisa mera hai, power mera hai, aur tum bhi meri ho.”
Meera ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh mere paas aayi aur ghutno par baith gayi.
Meera (ro kar):
“Main tumse pyar karti thi… sachcha pyar. Tumne mujhe emotional kiya, pyar ka jaal bichhaya… aur ab yeh? Main ab kya hun tumhare liye? Sirf ek cheez jo tum chod sakte ho?”
Maine uske baal pakad kar uska sir upar kiya aur uski choochiyaan blouse ke upar se zor se dabane laga.
Main (arrogant smile ke saath):
“Ab tum sirf meri property ho. Resort chalao, staff manage karo, aur raat ko meri randi bano. Paisa dekh kar tumne mujhe pyar kiya tha na? Ab main ameer ho gaya hun… aur tum ab meri personal slut ho.”
Maine uski saree ka pallu neeche gira diya aur blouse ke hooks khol diye. Uski badi choochiyaan bahar aa gayi. Maine unko zor se masalne laga aur nipples ko muh mein le kar chusne laga.
Meera (aansu behate hue, lekin shareer kaanpte hue):
“Aaahh… zor se mat… main toot rahi hun… tum badal gaye ho… lekin phir bhi… aaahh… meri chut geeli ho rahi hai…”
Maine usko table par jhuka diya aur peeche se lund uski chut mein daal diya. Zor-zor se dhakke marne laga.
Main (uske baal pakad kar):
“Bol… sab property ab mera hai. Tu meri randi hai. Resort ke staff ko bata dena ki main naya owner hun aur tu meri personal slut.”
Meera (rone-mazaa ke beech, gaand peeche karte hue):
“Sab… aapka hai sir… main aapki randi hun… zor se chodiye… aaahhhhh… main toot rahi hun… lekin aapka lund andar lene ka mann kar raha hai…”
Main ne uski gaand par zor-zor thappad maare aur uske andar maal bhar diya.
Meera table par gir gayi, chut se maal bahar nikal raha tha. Woh ro rahi thi lekin uski aankhon mein ab bhi laalach tha.
Meera (tooti hui awaaz mein):
“Ab aap jo chahein… main aapki hun… lekin please… mujhe pyar bhi kijiye… jaise pehle karte the.”
Main muskuraya aur socha — ab main ameer ho gaya hun. Meera ab sirf meri property hai.