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Shaam ke paanch baj chuke the. Bhumika apni official Scorpio se utri aur seedhe South Delhi ke uss high-end spa mein ghus gayi jahan sirf members hi allowed hote hain. Aaj uska mood alag hi tha – andar se ek ajeeb si khujli, ek garmahat jo kal ke plan se aur badh gayi thi. Vishal ka gora chehra, uski sharmili smile, uska haath milate waqt jo current sa dauda tha – sab yaad kar ke uski chut mein halki si geeli ho rahi thi.
Receptionist ne smile di, “Good evening ma’am, full body waxing with Brazilian, manicure-pedicure aur facial?”
Bhumika ne chashma utara, kajal wali aankhon se usko dekha aur dheere se boli, “Full body, chocolate wax, aur Brazilian bilkul clean… ek bhi baal nahi chahiye neeche. Aaj chut ko bilkul smooth banana hai.”
Private room mein let gayi woh. Gown utara, bilkul nangi ho ke waxing bed pe let gayi. Therapist ne gloves pehne aur chocolate wax garam kiya. Pehle legs – garam wax lagte hi Bhumika ki saans tez ho gayi. “Mmm… dheere se, garam hai…” woh aahein bhari.
Phir thighs ke andaruni hisse, itne kareeb ki therapist ki ungliyan chut ke paas se guzar rahi thi. Bhumika ne apne lips kaat liye – wax lagte hi ek current sa daudta tha. Jab strip kheencha gaya toh “Aaaahhh… fuck!” uski awaaz nikal gayi
Ab Brazilian ka time. Pair faila ke M shape mein kiye, chut ke lips khud hi khul gaye. Therapist ne wax lagaya – clit ke upar, lips ke kinare, gaand ke ched tak. Bhumika ki saansein tez, uski nipples khadi ho gayi thi.
Rip! Ek baar mein saare baal gaye. Bhumika ki chut bilkul kala ekdum clean – jaise 20 saal pehle wapas aa gayi ho. Therapist ne aloe vera gel lagaya, ungli se malish karte hue. Bhumika ne aankhen band kar li, “Haan… aise hi circle bana… clit pe thoda aur…”
Gel ki thandi malish se uski chut phool gayi, lips fat-fat ho gaye. Usne apna haath neeche le ja ke khud check kiya – bilkul smooth, touch karte hi current laga. “Perfect… ab yeh chut kisi kuwara lund ko pagal kar degi.”
Phir manicure-pedicure – blood red polish, nails shiny. Haathon aur pairon ki malish karwayi, oil se bhari hui. Therapist ki ungliyan uske pairon ke talons mein ghoom rahi thi, Bhumika soch rahi thi Vishal ke muh mein yeh pair daalegi ek din.
Spa se nikalte waqt ek counter pe ruk gayi. Ek choti si dabbi uthayi – Manforce strawberry flavour condoms aur ek strip Kamagra 100mg (sex ki goli). Cashier ne sharma ke bill banaya, Bhumika ne smile di aur boli, “Husband ke liye hai… buddha ho gaya hai bechara.”
Phir lingerie section mein gayi. Ek black transparent net gown uthayi – bilkul see-through, nipples aur chut dikhne wali. Size check kiya aur socha, “Kal pehnungi… agar Vishal aaya toh seedha uska lund khada ho jayega.”
Ghar pahunchi toh ghar mein khushboo aa rahi thi. Choti beti aayi thi college se padhane k baad, 27 saal ki, bilkul maa pe gayi thi – lambi, lekin rang gori h. Husband Rajesh drawing room mein baitha tha, 64 saal ka, mota, TV dekh raha tha.
Bhumika ne fresh hoke black gown ke andar sirf ek choti si lace panty pehni, upar se gown daala – nipples saaf dikh rahe the, mangalsutra uske cleavage mein latak raha tha. Sindoor abhi bhi fresh tha, kajal thodi smudged ho gayi thi excitement se.
Dinner table pe teeno baithe. Beti ne maa ko dekha aur boli, “Mummy waah! Aap toh umar ke saath aur sexy hoti ja rahi ho. Yeh gown… daddy aapko dekhte hi pagal ho jayenge na?”
Rajesh has pade, “Arre beta, teri mummy toh hamesha se aisi thi… ab bhi jawan ladki lagti hai.”
Bhumika muskurayi, apna haath husband ki jaangh pe rakh diya table ke neeche. “Haan beta, mummy abhi bhi bohot kuch kar sakti hai… tum nahi jaanti.” Usne dheere se Rajesh ke lund pe haath phera – buddha tha lekin thoda hard ho raha tha.
Beti ne khana khaya aur hug karke bye boli, “Mummy daddy enjoy karo, main wapas ja rahi hoon.” Door band hua.
Ab sirf Bhumika aur Rajesh the. Bhumika ne apni plate side ki aur husband ke paas khiskal gayi. Gown ka front khol diya – nipples bilkul khade, dark brown areola chamak rahe the. “Aaj kitne din baad tumne meri taraf dekha hai Rajesh? Aaj goli khila di hai maine… ab dikhao apni biwi ko kitna dum hai.”
Rajesh ki aankhen chamak gayi. Usne Bhumika k sath bedroom mein gaya. Bed pe daala aur gown poori utar di. Bhumika nangi let gayi – waxing ke baad badan ekdum glow kar raha tha, chut bilkul clean aur phooli hui.
Rajesh ne apna pajama utara, lund semi-hard tha goli ki wajah se. Bhumika ne usko muh mein le liya – zor zor se choosa, saliva se bhiga diya.bhumika mn m “Mmm… buddhe ka lund bhi taste achha hai kabhi kabhi…” woh chus rahi thi, haath se balls masal rahi thi.
Phir woh upar chadh gayi, apni chut lund pe ragadne lagi. “Dekho… kitni smooth ho gayi hai aaj… poora saaf karwaya hai.” Usne lund ko chut ke lips pe ragda, clit pe touch karwaya – uski saans tez, “Aaaahh… haan… aise hi…”
Lund andar gaya – dheere dheere, pura nahi gaya buddhe ka, lekin Bhumika ko fark nahi pada. Woh upar neeche hone lagi, boobs bounce kar rahe the, mangalsutra hil raha tha. “Chodo mujhe… zor se…”
Rajesh ko samajh nahi aaya, lekin woh zor se dhakke marne laga. Bhumika ki aankhen band, woh Vishal ka naam le rahi thi andar se – “Haan Vishal… aaahh… tera gora lund… meri kali chut mein…”
Das minute mein Rajesh jhad gaya, Bhumika abhi bhi bhookhi thi. Usne husband ko side kiya, apni ungli chut mein daali aur zor zor se hilane lagi. “Aaaahhh… jhad rahi hoon main… Vishal… haan baby… aaahhh!” Poora bed geela ho gaya uske squirt se.
Haanfte hue let gayi woh, husband so chuka tha. Bhumika ne phone uthaya, Vishal ka number save kiya tha Priya se. Ek message type kiya lekin nahi bheja abhi – “Kal subah 10 baje ghar pe aa jana beta… .”
Usne phone side rakha, apni chut pe haath phera – abhi bhi geeli thi. “Kal se asli game shuru… Vishal baby, teri zindagi badal dungi main.”
Raat bhar woh geeli chut leke soyi, sapne mein Vishal ko chodte hue.
Receptionist ne smile di, “Good evening ma’am, full body waxing with Brazilian, manicure-pedicure aur facial?”
Bhumika ne chashma utara, kajal wali aankhon se usko dekha aur dheere se boli, “Full body, chocolate wax, aur Brazilian bilkul clean… ek bhi baal nahi chahiye neeche. Aaj chut ko bilkul smooth banana hai.”
Private room mein let gayi woh. Gown utara, bilkul nangi ho ke waxing bed pe let gayi. Therapist ne gloves pehne aur chocolate wax garam kiya. Pehle legs – garam wax lagte hi Bhumika ki saans tez ho gayi. “Mmm… dheere se, garam hai…” woh aahein bhari.
Phir thighs ke andaruni hisse, itne kareeb ki therapist ki ungliyan chut ke paas se guzar rahi thi. Bhumika ne apne lips kaat liye – wax lagte hi ek current sa daudta tha. Jab strip kheencha gaya toh “Aaaahhh… fuck!” uski awaaz nikal gayi
Ab Brazilian ka time. Pair faila ke M shape mein kiye, chut ke lips khud hi khul gaye. Therapist ne wax lagaya – clit ke upar, lips ke kinare, gaand ke ched tak. Bhumika ki saansein tez, uski nipples khadi ho gayi thi.
Rip! Ek baar mein saare baal gaye. Bhumika ki chut bilkul kala ekdum clean – jaise 20 saal pehle wapas aa gayi ho. Therapist ne aloe vera gel lagaya, ungli se malish karte hue. Bhumika ne aankhen band kar li, “Haan… aise hi circle bana… clit pe thoda aur…”
Gel ki thandi malish se uski chut phool gayi, lips fat-fat ho gaye. Usne apna haath neeche le ja ke khud check kiya – bilkul smooth, touch karte hi current laga. “Perfect… ab yeh chut kisi kuwara lund ko pagal kar degi.”
Phir manicure-pedicure – blood red polish, nails shiny. Haathon aur pairon ki malish karwayi, oil se bhari hui. Therapist ki ungliyan uske pairon ke talons mein ghoom rahi thi, Bhumika soch rahi thi Vishal ke muh mein yeh pair daalegi ek din.
Spa se nikalte waqt ek counter pe ruk gayi. Ek choti si dabbi uthayi – Manforce strawberry flavour condoms aur ek strip Kamagra 100mg (sex ki goli). Cashier ne sharma ke bill banaya, Bhumika ne smile di aur boli, “Husband ke liye hai… buddha ho gaya hai bechara.”
Phir lingerie section mein gayi. Ek black transparent net gown uthayi – bilkul see-through, nipples aur chut dikhne wali. Size check kiya aur socha, “Kal pehnungi… agar Vishal aaya toh seedha uska lund khada ho jayega.”
Ghar pahunchi toh ghar mein khushboo aa rahi thi. Choti beti aayi thi college se padhane k baad, 27 saal ki, bilkul maa pe gayi thi – lambi, lekin rang gori h. Husband Rajesh drawing room mein baitha tha, 64 saal ka, mota, TV dekh raha tha.
Bhumika ne fresh hoke black gown ke andar sirf ek choti si lace panty pehni, upar se gown daala – nipples saaf dikh rahe the, mangalsutra uske cleavage mein latak raha tha. Sindoor abhi bhi fresh tha, kajal thodi smudged ho gayi thi excitement se.
Dinner table pe teeno baithe. Beti ne maa ko dekha aur boli, “Mummy waah! Aap toh umar ke saath aur sexy hoti ja rahi ho. Yeh gown… daddy aapko dekhte hi pagal ho jayenge na?”
Rajesh has pade, “Arre beta, teri mummy toh hamesha se aisi thi… ab bhi jawan ladki lagti hai.”
Bhumika muskurayi, apna haath husband ki jaangh pe rakh diya table ke neeche. “Haan beta, mummy abhi bhi bohot kuch kar sakti hai… tum nahi jaanti.” Usne dheere se Rajesh ke lund pe haath phera – buddha tha lekin thoda hard ho raha tha.
Beti ne khana khaya aur hug karke bye boli, “Mummy daddy enjoy karo, main wapas ja rahi hoon.” Door band hua.
Ab sirf Bhumika aur Rajesh the. Bhumika ne apni plate side ki aur husband ke paas khiskal gayi. Gown ka front khol diya – nipples bilkul khade, dark brown areola chamak rahe the. “Aaj kitne din baad tumne meri taraf dekha hai Rajesh? Aaj goli khila di hai maine… ab dikhao apni biwi ko kitna dum hai.”
Rajesh ki aankhen chamak gayi. Usne Bhumika k sath bedroom mein gaya. Bed pe daala aur gown poori utar di. Bhumika nangi let gayi – waxing ke baad badan ekdum glow kar raha tha, chut bilkul clean aur phooli hui.
Rajesh ne apna pajama utara, lund semi-hard tha goli ki wajah se. Bhumika ne usko muh mein le liya – zor zor se choosa, saliva se bhiga diya.bhumika mn m “Mmm… buddhe ka lund bhi taste achha hai kabhi kabhi…” woh chus rahi thi, haath se balls masal rahi thi.
Phir woh upar chadh gayi, apni chut lund pe ragadne lagi. “Dekho… kitni smooth ho gayi hai aaj… poora saaf karwaya hai.” Usne lund ko chut ke lips pe ragda, clit pe touch karwaya – uski saans tez, “Aaaahh… haan… aise hi…”
Lund andar gaya – dheere dheere, pura nahi gaya buddhe ka, lekin Bhumika ko fark nahi pada. Woh upar neeche hone lagi, boobs bounce kar rahe the, mangalsutra hil raha tha. “Chodo mujhe… zor se…”
Rajesh ko samajh nahi aaya, lekin woh zor se dhakke marne laga. Bhumika ki aankhen band, woh Vishal ka naam le rahi thi andar se – “Haan Vishal… aaahh… tera gora lund… meri kali chut mein…”
Das minute mein Rajesh jhad gaya, Bhumika abhi bhi bhookhi thi. Usne husband ko side kiya, apni ungli chut mein daali aur zor zor se hilane lagi. “Aaaahhh… jhad rahi hoon main… Vishal… haan baby… aaahhh!” Poora bed geela ho gaya uske squirt se.
Haanfte hue let gayi woh, husband so chuka tha. Bhumika ne phone uthaya, Vishal ka number save kiya tha Priya se. Ek message type kiya lekin nahi bheja abhi – “Kal subah 10 baje ghar pe aa jana beta… .”
Usne phone side rakha, apni chut pe haath phera – abhi bhi geeli thi. “Kal se asli game shuru… Vishal baby, teri zindagi badal dungi main.”
Raat bhar woh geeli chut leke soyi, sapne mein Vishal ko chodte hue.
Sunday subah ke gyarah baj rahe the. Bhumika bed pe uthi toh husband Rajesh ne breakfast table pe kiss kiya tha forehead pe aur bola, “Aaj off hai na, main study room hu, tum aaram kro” Bhumika muskurayi, andar se hasi – araam? Aaj toh uski chut ka bada din tha.
Breakfast ke baad woh apne bedroom mein ghusi, darwaza lock kiya aur almari kholi. Wahi black transparent net gown nikala jo kal spa se laayi thi. Andar kuch nahi pehna – na bra, na panty. Gown daala, nipples saaf dikh rahe the, dark brown areola gown ke net se chamak rahe the. Chut bilkul clean, waxing ke baad ekdum phooli hui, lips thodi si alag-alag. Pairon mein silver payal daali jo har kadam pe chhan-chhan karti thi. Baal peche tight juda banaya. Gale mein mangalsutra ke saath ek nayi gold chain – usme “BP” pendant jo seedhe cleavage tak latak raha tha
Aaine mein khud ko dekha – 55 ki buddhi aurat nahi, ek high-class sexy aurat lag rahi thi. Sindoor laal, kajal perfect, hoth pe light gloss. Usne Kamagra ki goli ka powder ek orange juice glass mein mix kar diya aur side table pe rakh diya.
Door bell baja. Naukar ne bataya, “Madam, Vishal baba aaya hai, maa ke saath.”
Bhumika ki chut mein ek jhatka laga. “Maa ko baithne ko bol, main aati hoon.”
Drawing room mein gayi, bilkul respectable ban ke. Vishal ki maa ne paon chhue, Bhumika ne ashirwad diya aur bola, “aap jaaiye, main khud drop karwa dungi shaam ko.” Uska Maa chali gayi.
Naukar ne Vishal ko drawing room mein bitha diya. Bhumika ne naukar ko bola, “Andar bhej do, aur kisi ko disturb mat karna.”
Vishal darte-darte bedroom mein ghusa, haath mein ek file thi. Darwaza band kiya usne. Room mein AC full tha, lekin uska paseena nikal raha tha. Bhumika bed pe araam se baithi thi, TV pe Netflix chala rakha tha – ek bold series, background mein kissing scene chal raha tha.
Bhumika dheere se muskurayi, awaaz mein madhu ghola hua, “Aao beta andar… darwaza band kar do, husband study room mein busy hain, disturb ho jayega.”
Vishal ne darwaza band kiya, click ki awaaz ne uska dil zor se dhadka diya.
“Madam ji… ye file…”
“Arre file baad mein, beta. Pehle aunty ka ek chota sa kaam kar do,” Bhumika ne apna left pair bed se neeche latkaya, payal chhanaki. “Kal se bohot dard hai pairon mein… thodi si malish kar doge? Tel side table pe hai.”
Vishal ka gala sukh gaya. Usne juice ka glass dekha, Bhumika ne bola, “Pehle ye pee lo beta, garmi hai bohot, relax ho jaoge.”
Vishal ne bina soche glass uthaya aur ek saans mein pee liya – strawberry flavor tha, thoda alag taste, lekin usne ignore kiya.
Phir tel ka dibba uthaya, haath kaanp rahe the. Bhumika bed pe let gayi, dono pair faila ke, gown apne aap thigh tak upar sarak gaya – gadaya hua thighs, payal chamak rahi thi.
Vishal bed ke paas baitha, tel haath mein liya aur Bhumika ke left pair pe lagaya – talwe se shuru kiya.
Bhumika ki pehli moan nikal gayi, bilkul dheere, “Ahhhhh… beta… kitne soft haath hain tumhare…”
Vishal ka lund pajame mein hilne laga – goli ka asar shuru ho chuka tha. Usne calves pe haath phera, dheere dheere upar jaate hue. Bhumika ne aankhen band kar li, hoth khol ke saans le rahi thi.
“Beta… tumko koi dikkat toh nahi ho rahi na?” Bhumika ki awaaz mein masti thi.
“N-nahi aunty… thik hai,” Vishal ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Tel ab knees tak pahunch gaya. Bhumika ne apna pair thoda upar uthaya, gown aur kuch inch sarak gayi – ab chut ke bilkul kareeb. Vishal ki nazar wahan chali gayi – kali lips, clean shaved, thodi si chamak ras ki.
Bhumika ne jaan bujh kar topic badla, “Beta… wo ladki kaun thi kal? Tumhare bagal mein baithi thi… bohot pyaari thi.”
Vishal sharma gaya, haath ruk gaya ek second ke liye, “Ji wo… meri girlfriend hai aunty. Nisha. Class 11th se saath hain… bohot achhi ladki hai.”
Bhumika ki mn mein ek jalan si uthi, lekin woh muskurayi, “Acha… bohot dino se relation mein ho? Kitna pyaar karti hogi wo tumse…”
Vishal ne sar jhuka liya, “Haan aunty… bohot.”
Bhumika ne apna pair uske haath mein aur daba diya, “Toh phir usko time dete ho na beta… padhai ke saath saath girlfriend ko bhi toh khush rakhna padta hai na?”
Vishal ka lund ab poora khada ho chuka tha, pajame mein tent ban gaya. Goli full asar kar rahi thi. Uske haath ab thighs pe the – inner thighs, chut se sirf 2 inch doori.
Bhumika ki saansein tez, usne dheere se apna gown aur upar kar diya – ab chut poori dikh rahi thi Vishal ko. Kali lips, thoda sa geela, clit phoola hua.
Vishal ki aankhen wahi atak gayi. Usne malish band kar di, haath kaanp rahe the.
Bhumika ne dheere se uska haath pakda aur apni jaangh pe rakh diya, “Beta… upar tak malish kar do na… yahan bhi dard hai…”
Vishal ka muh khula reh gaya. Uske haath mein tel tha, usne dheere se inner thigh pe lagaya – ungliyan chut ke bilkul paas se guzar rahi thi.
Bhumika ki moan ab control nahi ho rahi thi, “Mmm… haan beta… aise hi… thoda aur andar…”
Vishal ka lund dard karne laga itna khada ho ke. Usne apna haath chut ke lips pe touch kar diya galti se – ek current sa daud gaya dono mein.
Bhumika ne uski taraf dekha, aankhon mein aag, “Beta… aunty ko bohot dard hai… thodi der aur malish karoge na… please?”
Vishal sirf sar hila paya. Uska haath ab chut ke lips pe hi tha – dheere dheere circle bana raha tha.
Bhumika ki pehli baar poori moan nikli, “Aaaahhhh… Vishal… haan… aise hi…”
Room mein sirf payal ki chhan-chhan, tel ki awaaz aur Bhumika ki madhoshi bhari saansein gunj rahi thi.
Game ab shuru ho chuka tha.
Breakfast ke baad woh apne bedroom mein ghusi, darwaza lock kiya aur almari kholi. Wahi black transparent net gown nikala jo kal spa se laayi thi. Andar kuch nahi pehna – na bra, na panty. Gown daala, nipples saaf dikh rahe the, dark brown areola gown ke net se chamak rahe the. Chut bilkul clean, waxing ke baad ekdum phooli hui, lips thodi si alag-alag. Pairon mein silver payal daali jo har kadam pe chhan-chhan karti thi. Baal peche tight juda banaya. Gale mein mangalsutra ke saath ek nayi gold chain – usme “BP” pendant jo seedhe cleavage tak latak raha tha
Aaine mein khud ko dekha – 55 ki buddhi aurat nahi, ek high-class sexy aurat lag rahi thi. Sindoor laal, kajal perfect, hoth pe light gloss. Usne Kamagra ki goli ka powder ek orange juice glass mein mix kar diya aur side table pe rakh diya.
Door bell baja. Naukar ne bataya, “Madam, Vishal baba aaya hai, maa ke saath.”
Bhumika ki chut mein ek jhatka laga. “Maa ko baithne ko bol, main aati hoon.”
Drawing room mein gayi, bilkul respectable ban ke. Vishal ki maa ne paon chhue, Bhumika ne ashirwad diya aur bola, “aap jaaiye, main khud drop karwa dungi shaam ko.” Uska Maa chali gayi.
Naukar ne Vishal ko drawing room mein bitha diya. Bhumika ne naukar ko bola, “Andar bhej do, aur kisi ko disturb mat karna.”
Vishal darte-darte bedroom mein ghusa, haath mein ek file thi. Darwaza band kiya usne. Room mein AC full tha, lekin uska paseena nikal raha tha. Bhumika bed pe araam se baithi thi, TV pe Netflix chala rakha tha – ek bold series, background mein kissing scene chal raha tha.
Bhumika dheere se muskurayi, awaaz mein madhu ghola hua, “Aao beta andar… darwaza band kar do, husband study room mein busy hain, disturb ho jayega.”
Vishal ne darwaza band kiya, click ki awaaz ne uska dil zor se dhadka diya.
“Madam ji… ye file…”
“Arre file baad mein, beta. Pehle aunty ka ek chota sa kaam kar do,” Bhumika ne apna left pair bed se neeche latkaya, payal chhanaki. “Kal se bohot dard hai pairon mein… thodi si malish kar doge? Tel side table pe hai.”
Vishal ka gala sukh gaya. Usne juice ka glass dekha, Bhumika ne bola, “Pehle ye pee lo beta, garmi hai bohot, relax ho jaoge.”
Vishal ne bina soche glass uthaya aur ek saans mein pee liya – strawberry flavor tha, thoda alag taste, lekin usne ignore kiya.
Phir tel ka dibba uthaya, haath kaanp rahe the. Bhumika bed pe let gayi, dono pair faila ke, gown apne aap thigh tak upar sarak gaya – gadaya hua thighs, payal chamak rahi thi.
Vishal bed ke paas baitha, tel haath mein liya aur Bhumika ke left pair pe lagaya – talwe se shuru kiya.
Bhumika ki pehli moan nikal gayi, bilkul dheere, “Ahhhhh… beta… kitne soft haath hain tumhare…”
Vishal ka lund pajame mein hilne laga – goli ka asar shuru ho chuka tha. Usne calves pe haath phera, dheere dheere upar jaate hue. Bhumika ne aankhen band kar li, hoth khol ke saans le rahi thi.
“Beta… tumko koi dikkat toh nahi ho rahi na?” Bhumika ki awaaz mein masti thi.
“N-nahi aunty… thik hai,” Vishal ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi.
Tel ab knees tak pahunch gaya. Bhumika ne apna pair thoda upar uthaya, gown aur kuch inch sarak gayi – ab chut ke bilkul kareeb. Vishal ki nazar wahan chali gayi – kali lips, clean shaved, thodi si chamak ras ki.
Bhumika ne jaan bujh kar topic badla, “Beta… wo ladki kaun thi kal? Tumhare bagal mein baithi thi… bohot pyaari thi.”
Vishal sharma gaya, haath ruk gaya ek second ke liye, “Ji wo… meri girlfriend hai aunty. Nisha. Class 11th se saath hain… bohot achhi ladki hai.”
Bhumika ki mn mein ek jalan si uthi, lekin woh muskurayi, “Acha… bohot dino se relation mein ho? Kitna pyaar karti hogi wo tumse…”
Vishal ne sar jhuka liya, “Haan aunty… bohot.”
Bhumika ne apna pair uske haath mein aur daba diya, “Toh phir usko time dete ho na beta… padhai ke saath saath girlfriend ko bhi toh khush rakhna padta hai na?”
Vishal ka lund ab poora khada ho chuka tha, pajame mein tent ban gaya. Goli full asar kar rahi thi. Uske haath ab thighs pe the – inner thighs, chut se sirf 2 inch doori.
Bhumika ki saansein tez, usne dheere se apna gown aur upar kar diya – ab chut poori dikh rahi thi Vishal ko. Kali lips, thoda sa geela, clit phoola hua.
Vishal ki aankhen wahi atak gayi. Usne malish band kar di, haath kaanp rahe the.
Bhumika ne dheere se uska haath pakda aur apni jaangh pe rakh diya, “Beta… upar tak malish kar do na… yahan bhi dard hai…”
Vishal ka muh khula reh gaya. Uske haath mein tel tha, usne dheere se inner thigh pe lagaya – ungliyan chut ke bilkul paas se guzar rahi thi.
Bhumika ki moan ab control nahi ho rahi thi, “Mmm… haan beta… aise hi… thoda aur andar…”
Vishal ka lund dard karne laga itna khada ho ke. Usne apna haath chut ke lips pe touch kar diya galti se – ek current sa daud gaya dono mein.
Bhumika ne uski taraf dekha, aankhon mein aag, “Beta… aunty ko bohot dard hai… thodi der aur malish karoge na… please?”
Vishal sirf sar hila paya. Uska haath ab chut ke lips pe hi tha – dheere dheere circle bana raha tha.
Bhumika ki pehli baar poori moan nikli, “Aaaahhhh… Vishal… haan… aise hi…”
Room mein sirf payal ki chhan-chhan, tel ki awaaz aur Bhumika ki madhoshi bhari saansein gunj rahi thi.
Game ab shuru ho chuka tha.
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