Adult Stories

Ek din dopahar ko mein apane study room men padh raha tha. Mera study room alag makan men tha, mein vahin soya karata tha. Us vakt Basanti chali aayi aur rotal surat bana kar kahane lagi, “Itane naaraaj kyun ho muz se, Mangal ?”

Meine kaha “Naaraj ? Mein kahan naaraaj hun ? Mein kyun houn naaraaj?”

Us ki aankhon men aansu aa gaye. Vo boli, “Muze malum hai. Us din meine tumara hath jo zatak diya tha na ? Lekin mein kya karati ? Ek or dar lagata tha aur dusare dabane se dard hota tha. Maaf kar do Mangal muze.”

Itane men us ki odhani ka pallu khisk gaya, pata nahin ki apane aap khisaka ya us ne jan buz ke khisakaya. Natija ek hi hua, Low cut vali choli men se us ke gore gore stanon ka upari hissa dikhai diya. Mere lode ne bagavat ki naubat lagayi.

“Unn…umm…us men, us men maaf karane jaisi koi baat nahin hai. M..meine naraj nahin hun. M…M…Maafi to muze maagani chahiye.”
Meri hich kichahat dekh vo muskara gayi aur has ke muz se lipat gayi aur boli, “Sachhi ? Oh, Mangal, mein itani khush hun ab. Muze dar tha ki tum muz se ruth gaye ho. Lekin mein tume maaf nahin karungi jab tak tum vo…vo..vaise meri chuchiyon ko fir nahin chhuoge.” Sharm se vo nicha dekhne lagi. Meine use alag kiya to us ne meri kalai pakad kar mera hath apane stan par rakh diya aur dabaye rakkha.

“Chhod, chhod pagali, koi dekh lega to musibat khadi ho jayegi.”
“To hone do. Mangal, pasand aayi meri chhuchi ? Us din to ye kachchi thi, chhu ne par bhi dard hota tha. Aaj masal bhi daalo, maja aata hai.”

Meine hath chhuda liya aur kaha, “Chali ja, Koi aa jayega.”
Vo boli, “Jati hun lekin rat ko aaungi. Aaun na ?”

Us ka rat ko aane ka khayal maatr se mera loda tan gaya. Meine puchha, “Jarur aaogi?” aur himmat juta kar stan ko chhua. Virodh kiye bina vo boli,
“Jarur aaungi. Tum upar vale kamare men sona. Aur ek baat batao, tumane kis ladaki ko choda hai ?” Us ne mera hath pakad liya magar hataya nahin.

“Nahin to.” kah ke meine stan dabaya. Oh, kya chij tha vo stan. Us ne puchha, “Muze chodana hai ?” Sun te hi mein chonk pada.
“Unn..h..han, lekin…”

“Lekin bekin kuchh nahin. Rat ko baat karenge.” Dhire se us ne mera hath hataya aur muskurati chali gayi.

Muze kya pata ki is ke pichhe Suman bhabhi ka hath tha ?

Rat ka intejar karate hue mera lund khada ka khada hi raha, do baar muth marane ke baad bhi. Kariban das baje vo aayi.

“Saari rat hamari hai, mein yahan hi sone vali hun.” us ne kaha aur muz se lipat gayi. Us ke kathor stan mere sine se dab gaye. Vo resham ki choli, ghaghari aur odhani pahene aayi thi. Us ke badan se maadak suvaas aa rahi thi. Meine aise hi us ko mere bahu pash men jakad liya
“Haay daiya, itana jor se nahin, meri haddiyan tut jaayegi.” vo boli. Mere hath us ki pith sahalane lage to us ne mere baalon men ungaliyan firani shuru kar di. Mera sar pakad kar nicha kiya aur mere munh se apana munh tika diya.

Us ke najuk hoth mere hoth se chute hi mere badan men zrzuri fail gayi aur loda khada hone laga. Ye mera pahala chumban tha, muze pata nahin tha ki kya kiya jata hai. Apane aap mere hath us ki pith se niche utar kar chutad par rengane lage. Patale kapade se bani ghaghari mano thi hi nahin. Us ke bhari gol gol nitamb meine sahalaye aur daboche. Us ne nitamb aise hilaya ki mera lund us ke pet saath dab gaya.

Thodi der tak muh se munh lagaye vo khadi rahi. Ab us ne apana munh khola aur jaban se mere hoth chate. Aisa hi karane ke vaste meine mera munh khola to us ne apani jibh mere munh men daal di. Muze bahut achchha laga. Meri jibh se us ki jibh kheli aur vapas chali gayi. Ab meine meri jibh us ke munh men dali. Us ne hoth sikud kar meri jibh ko pakada aur chusa. Mera lund fata ja raha tha. Us ne ek hath se lund tatola. Mere tatar lund ko us ne hath men liya to uttejana se us ka badan narm pad gaya. Us se khada nahin raha gaya. Meine use sahara de ke palang par letaya.

Chumban chhod kar vo boli, “Haay, Mangal, aaj mein pandrah din se bhuki hun. Pichhale ek saal se mere pati muze har roj ek baar chodate hai, lekin yahan aane ke baad….Mangal, muze jaladi se chodo, mein mari ja rahi hun.”

Musibat ye thi ki mein nahin janata thaa ki chodane men lund kaise aur kahan jaata hai. Fir bhi meine himmat kar ke us ki odhani utar fenki aur mera pajama nikal kar us ki bagal men let gaya. Vo itani utavali ho gai thi ki choli ghaghari nikal ne rahi nahin. Fatafat ghaghari upar uthai aur jaanghen chaudi kar muze upar khinch liya. Yun hi mere hips hil pade the aur mera aath inch lamba aur dhaai inch mota lund andhe ki lakadi ki tarah idhar udhar sar takara raha tha, kahin ja nahin pa raha tha.

Us ne hamare badan ke bich hath dala aur lund ko pakad kar apani bhos par direct kiya. Mere hips hil te the aur lund chut ka munh khojata tha. Mere aath das dhakke khali gaye. Har vakt lund ka mattha fisal jata tha. Use chut ka munh mila nahin. Muze laga ki mein chode bina hi zad jane vala hun. Lund ka mattha aur Basanti ki bhos dono kam ras se tar batar ho gaye the. Meri nakamyabi par Basanti has padi. Us ne fir se lund pakada aur chut ke munh par rakh ke apane chutad aise uthaye ki aadha lund vaise hi chut men ghus gaya. Turant hi meine ek dhakka jo maara to sara ka sara lund us ki yoni men sama gaya. Lund ki topi khis gayi aur chikana mattha chut ki divalon ne kas ke pakad liya. Muze itana maja aa raha tha ki mein ruk nahin saka. Aap se aap mere hips talla dene lage aur mera lund andar bahar hote hue Basanti ki chut ko chodane laga. Basanti bhi chutad hila hila kar lund lene lagi aur boli, “jara dhi…dhi…aaaah.

Ooooh…jara dhire chod, varna ja…ja….uui maa…..varna jaldi zad jayega.”

Meine kaha, “mein nahin chodata, mera lund chodata hai aur is vakt meri sunata nahin hai.”

“Mar daloge aaj muze,” kahate hue us ne chutad ghumaye aur chut se lund dabocha. Dono stano ko pakad kar munh se munh chipaka kar mein Basanti ko chodate chala.

Dhakke ki raftar mein rok nahin paya. Kuchh bis pachis talle bad achanak mere badan mein aanand ka dariya umad pada. Meri aankhen jor se mund gayi, munh se laar nikal padi, hath paanv akad gaye aur sare badan par roen e khade ho gaye. Lund chut ki gaharai men aisa ghusa ki bahar nikal ne ka naam leta na tha. Lund men se garama garam viry ki na jane kitani pichakariyan chhuti, har pichakari ke sath badan men zurzuri fail gayi. Thodi der mein hosh kho beitha.

Jab hosh aaya tab meine dekha ki Basanti ki tangen meri kamar aas paas aur bahen gardan ke aaspaas jami hui thi. Mera lund abhi bhi tana hua tha aur us ki chut fat fat fatake mar rahi thi. Aage kya karana hai vo mein janata nahin tha lekin lund men abhi gudgudi hoti rahi thi. Basanti ne muze riha kiya to mein lund nikal kar utara.

“Baap re,” vo boli, “ itani achchhi chudai aaj kai dino ke baad ki.”

“Meine tuze thik se choda ?”

“Bahut achchhi tarah se.”

Ham abhi palang par lete the. Meine us ke stan par hath rakkha aur dabaya. Patale reshami kapade ki choli aar paar us ki kadi nipple meine masali. Us ne mera lund tatola aur khada pa kar boli, “Are vaah, ye to abhi bhi tatar hai. Kitana lamba aur mota hai. Mangal, ja to, use dho ke aa.”

Mein bathroom men gaya, pisab kiya aur lund dhoya. Vapas aa ke meine kaha, “Basanti, muze tere stan aur chut dikha. Meine ab tak kisi ki dekhi nahin hai.”

Us ne choli ghaghari nikal di. Meine pahale bataya tha ki Basanti koi itani khubsurat nahin thi. Paanch feet do inch ki unchai ke sath pachas kilo vajan hoga. Rang samvala, chahera gol, aankhen aur bal kale. Nitamb bhari aur chikane.

Sab se achchhe the us ke stan. Bade bade gol gol stan sine par upari bhag par lage hue the. Meri hathelion men samate nahin the. Do inch ki areola aur chhoti si nipple kale rang ke the. Choli nikal te hi meine dono stan ko pakad liya, sahalaya, dabocha aur masala.

Us rat Basanti ne muze pukht vay ki bhos dikhayi. Mons se le kar, bade hoth, chhote hoth, clitoris, yoni sab dikhaya. Meri do ungaliyan chut men dalva ke chut ki gaharai bhi dikhai, G-spot dikhaya. Vo boli, “Ye jo clitoris hai vo marad ke lund barabar hoti hai, chodate vakt ye bhi lund ki mafik kadi ho jati hai. Dusare, tu ne chut ki divalen dekhi ? Kaisi karkari hai ? Lund jab chodata hai tab ye karkari divalon ke saath ghis pata hai aur bahut maja aata hai. Haay, lekin bachche ka janm ke bad ye divalen chikani ho jati hai, chut chaudi ho jati hai aur chut ki pakad kam ho jati hai.”

Muze leta kar vo bagal men beith gayi. Mera lund thoda sa narm hone chala tha, us ko mutthi men liya. Topi khinch kar mattha khula kiya aur jibh se chata. Turant lund ne thumaka lagaya aur tatar ho gaya. Mein dekhata raha aur us ne lund munh men le liya aur chusane lagi. Munh men jo hissa tha us par vo jibh fiarati thi, jo bahar tha use mutthi men liye muth marati thi. Dusare hath se mere vrushan tatolati thi. Mere hath us ki pith sahala rahe the.

Meine hast maithun ka maja liya tha, aaj ek baar chut chodane ka maja bhi liya. In dono se alag kisam ka maja aa raha tha lund chusavane men. Vo bhi jaladi se excite hoti chali thi. Us ke thunk se ladbad lund ko munh se nikal kar vo meri jaanghe par beith gayi. Apani jaanghen chaudi kar ke bhos ko lund par tikaya.

Lund ka mattha yoni ke mukh men fasa ki nitamb nicha kar ke pura lund yoni men le liya. Us ki mons meri mons se jut gayi.

“Uuuuuhhhhh, maja aa agya. Mangal, javab nahin tere lund ka. Jitana mitha munh men lagata hai itana hi chut men bhi mitha lagata hai.” kahate hue us ne nitamb gol ghumaye aur upar niche kar ke lund ko andar bahar kar ne lagi. Aath das dhakke mar te hi vo thak gayi aur dhal padi. Meine use bath men liya aur ghum ke upar aa gaya. Us ne taangen pasaari aur paanv addhar kiya. Position badalate mera lund pura yoni ki gaharai men utar gaya. Us ki yoni fat fat karane lagi.

Sikhaye bina meine aadha lund bahar khincha, jara ruka aur ek jordar dhakke ke saath chut men ghused diya. Mons se mons jor se takarayi. Mere vrushan gaand se takaraye. Pura lund yoni men utar gaya. Aise paanch saat dhakke maare. Basanti ka badan hil pada. Vo boli, “Aise, aise, Mangal, aise hi chodo muze. Maro meri bhos ko aur fad do meri chut ko.”

Bhagavan ne lund kya banaya hai chut maar ne ke liye, kathor aur chikana; bhos kya banayi hai maar khane ke liye, ghani mons aur gaddi jaise bade hoth ke saath. Javab nahin Un ka. Maine Basanti ka kaha maana. Free style se thapa thapp mein us ko chod ne laga. Das pandrah dhakke men vo zad padi. Meine pistoning chalu rakkha. Us ne apani ungali se clitoris ko masala aur dusari bar zadi. Us ki yoni men itane jor se sankochan hue ki mera lund dab gaya, aate jaate lund ki topi upar niche hoti chali aur mattha or tan kar ful gaya. Mere se ab jyada bardast nahin ho saka. Chut ki gaharai men lund dabaye hue mein jor se zada. Viry ki chaar paanch pichakariyan chhuti aur mere sare badan men zurzuri fail gayi. Mein dhal pada.

Aage kya bataun ? Us rat ke baad roj Basanti chali aati thi. Hamen adha ek ghanta samay milata tha jab ham jam kar chudai karate the. Us ne muze kayi technic sikhayi aur position dikhayi. Meine socha tha ki kam se kam ek mahina tak Basanti ko chod ne ka luft milega, lekin aisa nahin hua. Ek hapte men hi vo sasural vapas chai gayi.

Basanti ke jane ke bad tin din tak kuchh nahin hua. Mein har roj us ki chut yaad kar ke muth marata raha. Chauthe din mein mere kamare men padh ne ka prayatn kar raha tha, ek hath men tatar lund pakade hue, aur Suman bhabhi aa pahonchi. Zat pat meine lund chhod kapade sarikhe kiya aur sidha beith gaya. Vo sab kuchh samajati thi is liye muskurati hui boli, “Kaisi chal rahi hai padhai, Devarji ? Mein kuchh madad kar sakati hun ?”

“N…Na,.. bhabhi, sab thik hai,” meine kaha.

Aankhon men shararat bhar ke bhabhi boli, “Padhate samay hath men kya pakad rakkha tha jo mere aate hi tum ne chhod diya ?”

“K…kuchh nahin, kuchh nahin, ye to..ye to…” mein aage bol na saka.

“……ye to mera lund tha, yahi na ?” us ne puchha.

Vaise bhi Suman muze achchhi lagati thi aur ab us ke munh se “lund” sun kar mein excite hone laga. Sharm se un se najar nahin mila saka. Kuchh bola nahin.

Us ne dhire se kaha, “Koi baat nahin. Mei samajati hun. Lekin ye bata, Basanti ko chodana kaisa raha ? Pasand aayi us ki kali chut ? Yaad aati hogi na ?”

Sun ke mere hosh ud gaye. Suman ko kaise pata chala hoga ? Basanti ne bata diya hoga ? Meine inkaar karate hue kaha, “Kya baat karati ho ? Meine aisa vaisa kuchh nahin kiya hai.”