Garmi ke din the. Koi dopahar ke 2-3 baje honge. Us samay main aur mera jigri dost Akash apne flat me baithe baatein kar rahe the.
Usi waqt gali se ek aawaj aayi – “Aam le lo, aam le lo.” Akash turant uth kar balcony se niche dekhne gaya. Usne mujhe awaaj lagayi to main bhi niche dekhne laga.
“Kya aunty hai yaar, dekh kaise saali ki chuchiyan blouse ke bahar nikalne ko betaab ho rahi hai.” Akash ne kaha.
Aam bechne wali aurat yehi koi 35-36 saal ki rahi hogi. Aur dono hath upar hone aur saari ka pallu sarak jaane ke karan uski cleavage spasht dikhai de rahe the. Jab wo humare flat ko cross kar gayi, tab humari najrein saree aur petticoat me lipti uske pichwade pe gayi. Uske ek-ek kadam pe uski gaand ki thirkan ko dekhkar humare hosh ud gaye the. Mere man me bhi shaitan jaag gaya. Maine Akash ko ishare se use bulane ko kaha.
Akash mera ishara samajh gaya aur usne aam wali ko awaaj lagayi “Aye aam wali…aam wali.”
Us aurat ne piche mud kar dekha to maine use upar aane ka ishara kiya. Usne haan me sar hilaya aur mere flat ki taraf aane lagi. Maine dekha ki Akash ke chehre pe ek kutil muskaan thi.
Aam wali ne gate pe aa kar door knock kiya to maine darwaja khola aur use andar aane ko kaha.
Usne hare rang ki saari pehan rakhi thi. Uski ufanti jawaani ko itne kareeb se dekh kar mera lund pant me harkatein karne laga. Usne andar aa kar aam ki tokri ko sar se utaara aur farsh pe bauthne ke liye jaise hi jhukne lagi, uski gaand ki darar me phasi huyi saree aur bhi tight ho gayi. Ek nazar me bhi main ye keh sakta tha ki uski gaand 38″ se kam ki to nahi hi hogi. Udhar Akash saamne khada blouse ke andar uske boobs ko ghoor raha tha. Saree ka pallu uski chhati se hat gaya tha jiske karan uske kaale blouse me chhipe boobs ka pura bhugol nazar aa raha tha. Uski choli gaon wale style ki thi aur kafi tight hone ki wajah se safed rang ki bra bhi dikh rahi thi.
“2 Kilo de doon, babuji?” Usne Akash ki taraf dekhte huye sawal kiya.
“2 Kilo nahi, bas 2 aam hi chahiye.” Akash ne muskurate huye kaha.
“Bas 2 Aam?”
“Haan, bas 2 aam aur wo bhi tumhare bageeche ke.” Maine darwaja band karte huye kaha.
“Darwaja kyun band kiya hai aap ne?” Mujhe jaane do. Keh kar wo khadi ho gayi aur aur tokri ko utha kar sar pe rakhne lagi. Jaise hi ho jaane ke liye taiyar huyi , usne dekha ki main darwaje pe khada pant ke upar se hi apna lund masal raha tha.
“Apne 2 aam humein de do, aunty. Hum tumhein uski achi keemat denge.” Akash ne kaha.
“Mujhe chhod do, babuji. Mujhe jaane do.” Uske chehre pe dar ke bhav spasht dikh rahe the.
Tab tak Akash ne piche se aa kar use apne baahon me jakad liya. Uske hath se aam ki tokri chhut gayi aur saare aam niche gir gaye.
“Dekho saare aam niche gir ke gande ho gaye. Ab to bas 2 hi sahi-salamat bache hai.” Maine uske chuchiyon ki taraf ishara karte huye kaha.
Wo jhat se apna pallu thik karne lagi aur phir hath jod kar rote huye boli “Mujhe ghar jaane do, babuji. Mujhe ghar jaane do..”
“Ab pallu thik karne se kya hoga aunty? Hum tumhare bageeche ke dono aam dekh chuke hai aur khareedna chahte hai.” Maine kaha.
“Phir bhi agar tum chahti ho ki hum tumhe aise hi jaane de, to tumhein humaari kuch baatein maanni hogi. Aur chillane ki koshish mat karna kyunki yehan tumhari awaj sunne wal koi nahi hai.”
Humara apartment naya hi bana tha aur humlog sabse top 4th floor pe flat ke sabse pehle occupant the. Aas paas ke area me abhi flats ban rahe the jiske karan charo taraf construction machines ki tej awaj goonj rahi thi. Aise me uske chillane ko koi bhi nahi sunne wala tha.
Phir maine Akash ko ishara kiya ki use chhod de aur aunty se kaha – “Humare sath bedroom me chalo.”
Wo phir rone lagi to maine use yaad dilaya ki agar wo jaldi ghar jaana chahti hai to to use hamrai baatein maanni hongi.
Aunty ke paas koi aur raasta nahi tha. Wo dhire-dhire chalkar humare bedroom me aa gayi. Bedroom me uske aate hi Akash ne darwaja band kar diya. Usne khidkiyan pehle hi band kar rakhi thi.
Aam ka Bageecha - indian sex story hindi
Aam ka Bageecha - indian sex story hindi
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Aam ka Bageecha - indian sex story hindi
“Dekho aunty, jaisa hum kahenge vaisa agar tum karogi, tab hum tumhein hath bhi nahi lagayenge.” Akash ne kaha.
Maine sahmati me sar hilaya aur uski taraf dekhte huye kaha “Humein bas tumhara bageecha dekhna hai. Aur uske liye tumhein apne kapde utaarne honge. Chalo jaldi se apni saree utaaro.”
“Mere sath aisa mat karo…mujhe… jaane do.” Aunty ka rona ab aur bhi tej ho gaya tha.
“Dekho, jitni der lagaogi, utni takleef tumhein hogi. Isliye jaldi se apni saari utaar do. Hum dono vaada karte hai ki yehan se nahi uthenge aur tumhare koi jabardasti nahi hogi.” Akash ne kaha.
“Aur ek awaj nahi ab. Nahi to…” Main use darane ke liye apne chair se uth kar uski taraf badhne laga.
Aunty dar ke piche ho gayi aur diwal ke sahare khadi ho gayi aur kaha ..”Nahi mere paas mat aana…main… karungi..”
“Karungi? Kya karogi?”
“Wohi…jo aap ne kaha..”
“Kya kaha humnein?”
Kaho ki “Main apni saree, blouse aur bra utaar kar apne aam ke bageecha humein dikhaogi.” Maine kaha.
“Chalo … shuru ho jaao.”
Aunty samajh chuki thi ab bachne ka koi raasta nahi hai. Wo apne saree ka pallu kandhe se sarka di aur dhire-dhire apni saree kamar se utaarne lagi.
Aunty ne saree utaar kar niche rakh di. Meri aur Akash ki najrein ab uske blouse ke upar se bahar jhankti chuchiyon aur nabhi pe tha. Wo ekdum asahay mahsus kar rahi thi aur apne hathon se apne boobs ko chhupane ki nakaam koshish kar rahi thi.
“Acha hai. Ab wo blouse bhi utaar do jaldi se.” Akash ne apne lund ko maslate huye kaha.
“Babuji…” Wo kuch bolna chahti thi ki maine uski awaj beech me hi kaat di.
“Chup..ekdum chup. Koi awaj nahi varna humein khud hi kholna hoga.”
Wo saham gayi aur lachar man se apne blouse ke hooks kholne lagi. 3 hooks khulne baad blouse ne aunty ko madmast aamon ka sath chhod diya.
“Blouse ko niche rakh do.”
Aunty ne jhuk kar blouse ko niche rakha aur ab bas ek tang safed bra uski chuchiyon ko chhupaye rakhi thi.
“Ab kya utaarna hai?”
Wo chup rahi. Maine phir se pucha- “Ab kya utaarna hai?”.
“Main teesri aur akhiri baar puch raha hoon aur agar is baar tumne jawab nahi diya to…” Mere ishare pe Akash khada ho gaya.
Aunty rote huye boli “Nahi, mere paas mat aana. Main batati hoon.”
“Ye huyi naa baat. Bolo ki ab kya utaarna hai humein apna aam ka bageecha dikhna ke liye?”
“B..B..R..A” Aunty ne rote huye dhire se kaha.
“Kya? Sunayi nahi diya. Jor se bolo”
“BRAA..” Aunty thodi tej awaj me boli. Maine Akash ko baith jane ke liye kaha.
“Thik hai. Use utaar do ab. Aur mujhe deri bilkul pasand nahi. ”
Aunty apni babasi ab samajh chuki thi. Wo apne hath piche le jakar bra ke hooks kholne lagi.
“Good. Ab bra ko bhi niche rakh do.”
Aunty ne bra ko niche rakha aur apne hatheliyon se apne dono boobs ko chhupate huye khadi hone lagi.
“Apne hath kamar pe rakho.”
Aunty ne vaisa hi kiya aur uske dono aam apni puri khubsoorti me hamare aankhon ke saamne thi.
“Kya TOTAPARI aam hai yaar?” Akash ne apne lund ko masalte huye kaha.
Akash bilkul sach keh rah tha. Uski chuchiyon ka shape bilkul totapari aam ki tarah tha. Gore dudhiyan chuchiyon pe gehre bhure rang ke nipples.
Hum dono ke lund ab pant se bahar aane ke liye machal rahe the.
Maine aunty se pucha “Wo dono kya hai, aunty ji?”
Wo chup rahi. Maine phir kaha “Khud bol do, nahi to Akash hath me le kar batayega ki wo kya hai.”
Aunty ne sahamte huye kaha “Nahi..main batati hoon..”
“Batao, wo jo 2 totapari aam latak rahe hai, wo kya hai?”
“CH..U..CH..I” Aunty ne sisakte huye dhire se kaha.
“Kya? Phir se kaho. Thodi tej awaj mein”
“CHU..CHI” Aunty ne thodi jor se bola aur jor-jor se rone lagi. Aunty ke aankhon se behte aansson ab unke gaalon se behte huye gardan ke niche unki chuchiyon ko chhoone lage the.
Aunty ke muh se CHUCHI sun kar mera lund aur kadak ho gaya. Ab use control me rakh paana mushkil lag raha tha.
“Aise nahi. Pehle dono chuchiyon pe apne hath rakho.” Akash ne kaha.
Aunty ne dhire se apne hath upar kiye aur apni chuchiyon pe rakh diye.
Maine sahmati me sar hilaya aur uski taraf dekhte huye kaha “Humein bas tumhara bageecha dekhna hai. Aur uske liye tumhein apne kapde utaarne honge. Chalo jaldi se apni saree utaaro.”
“Mere sath aisa mat karo…mujhe… jaane do.” Aunty ka rona ab aur bhi tej ho gaya tha.
“Dekho, jitni der lagaogi, utni takleef tumhein hogi. Isliye jaldi se apni saari utaar do. Hum dono vaada karte hai ki yehan se nahi uthenge aur tumhare koi jabardasti nahi hogi.” Akash ne kaha.
“Aur ek awaj nahi ab. Nahi to…” Main use darane ke liye apne chair se uth kar uski taraf badhne laga.
Aunty dar ke piche ho gayi aur diwal ke sahare khadi ho gayi aur kaha ..”Nahi mere paas mat aana…main… karungi..”
“Karungi? Kya karogi?”
“Wohi…jo aap ne kaha..”
“Kya kaha humnein?”
Kaho ki “Main apni saree, blouse aur bra utaar kar apne aam ke bageecha humein dikhaogi.” Maine kaha.
“Chalo … shuru ho jaao.”
Aunty samajh chuki thi ab bachne ka koi raasta nahi hai. Wo apne saree ka pallu kandhe se sarka di aur dhire-dhire apni saree kamar se utaarne lagi.
Aunty ne saree utaar kar niche rakh di. Meri aur Akash ki najrein ab uske blouse ke upar se bahar jhankti chuchiyon aur nabhi pe tha. Wo ekdum asahay mahsus kar rahi thi aur apne hathon se apne boobs ko chhupane ki nakaam koshish kar rahi thi.
“Acha hai. Ab wo blouse bhi utaar do jaldi se.” Akash ne apne lund ko maslate huye kaha.
“Babuji…” Wo kuch bolna chahti thi ki maine uski awaj beech me hi kaat di.
“Chup..ekdum chup. Koi awaj nahi varna humein khud hi kholna hoga.”
Wo saham gayi aur lachar man se apne blouse ke hooks kholne lagi. 3 hooks khulne baad blouse ne aunty ko madmast aamon ka sath chhod diya.
“Blouse ko niche rakh do.”
Aunty ne jhuk kar blouse ko niche rakha aur ab bas ek tang safed bra uski chuchiyon ko chhupaye rakhi thi.
“Ab kya utaarna hai?”
Wo chup rahi. Maine phir se pucha- “Ab kya utaarna hai?”.
“Main teesri aur akhiri baar puch raha hoon aur agar is baar tumne jawab nahi diya to…” Mere ishare pe Akash khada ho gaya.
Aunty rote huye boli “Nahi, mere paas mat aana. Main batati hoon.”
“Ye huyi naa baat. Bolo ki ab kya utaarna hai humein apna aam ka bageecha dikhna ke liye?”
“B..B..R..A” Aunty ne rote huye dhire se kaha.
“Kya? Sunayi nahi diya. Jor se bolo”
“BRAA..” Aunty thodi tej awaj me boli. Maine Akash ko baith jane ke liye kaha.
“Thik hai. Use utaar do ab. Aur mujhe deri bilkul pasand nahi. ”
Aunty apni babasi ab samajh chuki thi. Wo apne hath piche le jakar bra ke hooks kholne lagi.
“Good. Ab bra ko bhi niche rakh do.”
Aunty ne bra ko niche rakha aur apne hatheliyon se apne dono boobs ko chhupate huye khadi hone lagi.
“Apne hath kamar pe rakho.”
Aunty ne vaisa hi kiya aur uske dono aam apni puri khubsoorti me hamare aankhon ke saamne thi.
“Kya TOTAPARI aam hai yaar?” Akash ne apne lund ko masalte huye kaha.
Akash bilkul sach keh rah tha. Uski chuchiyon ka shape bilkul totapari aam ki tarah tha. Gore dudhiyan chuchiyon pe gehre bhure rang ke nipples.
Hum dono ke lund ab pant se bahar aane ke liye machal rahe the.
Maine aunty se pucha “Wo dono kya hai, aunty ji?”
Wo chup rahi. Maine phir kaha “Khud bol do, nahi to Akash hath me le kar batayega ki wo kya hai.”
Aunty ne sahamte huye kaha “Nahi..main batati hoon..”
“Batao, wo jo 2 totapari aam latak rahe hai, wo kya hai?”
“CH..U..CH..I” Aunty ne sisakte huye dhire se kaha.
“Kya? Phir se kaho. Thodi tej awaj mein”
“CHU..CHI” Aunty ne thodi jor se bola aur jor-jor se rone lagi. Aunty ke aankhon se behte aansson ab unke gaalon se behte huye gardan ke niche unki chuchiyon ko chhoone lage the.
Aunty ke muh se CHUCHI sun kar mera lund aur kadak ho gaya. Ab use control me rakh paana mushkil lag raha tha.
“Aise nahi. Pehle dono chuchiyon pe apne hath rakho.” Akash ne kaha.
Aunty ne dhire se apne hath upar kiye aur apni chuchiyon pe rakh diye.
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
Re: Aam ka Bageecha - indian sex story hindi
“Ab kaho ki ‘Ye dono meri CHUCHIyan hai.”
“Zaldi se kaho nahi to thik nahi hoga.” Maine kursi se uthte huye kaha.
Aunty ne sisakte huye kaha “Ye dono…. me..ri… CH…U…” Aur jor-jor se rone lagi.
“Jitna bolne kaha hai , pura bolo.” Main kursi se uthkar uski taraf badhne laga.
Aunty ne phir se shuru kiya “Ye dono me…ri… CH…U…CH..I…yaan hai.”
“Shabash. Ek baar phir kaho.”
“Ye dono meri CHUCHI…yaan hai.” Aunty ne kaha aur rone lagi.
“Ab mujhe jaane do, babuji. Mujhe jaane do.” Aunty ne sisakte huye kaha aur niche jhuk kar apne kapde uthane lagi.
“Ruko… abhi humne tumhara saara bageecha kahan dekha hai. Suna hai tumhare bageeche me kahin-kahin ghas bhi hai.” Maine kaha.
“Haan, chalo ab baki ke kapde utaar ke puri nagi ho jaao aur humein apne bageeche ke darshan karwao.” Akash ne masti lete huye kaha.
Aunty ka rona aur tej ho gaya. Is baar main aur Akash dono khade ho gaye aur uski taraf badhne lage.
“Nahi..nahi..main kholti hoon.” Wo humse door jaati huyi boli.
“Dekho, mujhe jyada nautanki pasand nahi. Agar tum khud nahi khologi to humein kholna aata hai.” Akash ne use dhmaki dete huye kaha.
“Chalo, ab shuru karo aunty.” Maine kaha.
Aunty dar ke maare apne hath se petticoat ka naada khichne lagi. Petticoat dheela ho gaya lekin usne abhi bhi hath me pakad rakah tha.
“Apne dono hath upar uthao. Zaldi…”
Aunty ko vaisa hi karna pada. Jaise hi Aunty ne apne hath upar kiye, petticoat uski kamar se nikal kar farsh pe gir gaya.
“Kitni mast jaanghein hai yaar. Kele ke tane jaisi moti aur chikni.” Maine Akash se kaha.
“Haan be. Agar aunty apna petticoat nahi kholti to mujhe pata bhi nahi chalta ki aunty ke bageeche me kele ke ped bhi hai.” Akash ne uski jaanghon ko ghoorte huye
kaha.
Aunty ne apni aankhein sharm se band kar li thi aur apne hathon se apna cehre chhupa rakha tha.
Aunty ke nange badan pe ab bas ek safed rang ki panty bachi aur uske rom-rom se jawani tapak rahi thi.
“Chalo Aunty, ab panty bhi utaar hi do. Dekhte hai bageeche ke us hisse me kya hai.” Maine use saaf shabdon me kaha.
Lekin aunty sharm ke maare apne chehre par se hath hi nahi hata rahi thi.
“Lagta hai Aunty ko apni panty kholne me bahut sharm aa rahi hai. Tu jaa ke khol de.” Akash ne mujhse kaha.
“Nahi…main…” Aunty chillane lagi lekin tab tak main uske paas pahuch chuka tha aur maine ek jhatke me uski panty niche khich di.
Aunty ne apni panty phir se upar khich li lekin mujhe ek pal ke uski choot ke darshan ho gaye.
“Chalo acha. Main piche hat jaata hoon. Tum khud utaar do.” Maine us se kaha.
Aunty ne apne panty ki elastic me apni ungaliyan phasayi aur usko niche khichne lagi.
“Ruko…pehle tum piche ghoom jao. Bageeche ke pichwade me kya laga hai, ye to maine dekha hi nahi abhi tak.” Akash ne meri taraf dekh kar aankh maari.
Aunty shayad khud bhi humse muh chhupana chahti thi isliye turant piche mud gayi.
“Ab dhire-dhire apni panty kholo. Pyaar se.” Maine kaha.
Aunty ka backless badan dekh kar mera lund andar jhatke maar raha tha. Ab usne dhire-dhire kar ke apni panty ko niche khiskana shuru kiya.
Jaise hi panty thodi nichi huyi, aunty ke gaand ke bich ki darar dikhne lagi.
“Thoda aur niche karo.”
Aunty ne panty ko niche khiskana jaari rakha aur kuch seconds ke baad ke uski nangi 38″ size ki gori soft gaand hamare aankhon ke saamne thi.
“Shabash aunty. Ab panty ko apne pairon me se nikaal kar niche rakh do.”
Aisa karne ke liye aunty jaise hi jhuki, unke chutad aur bhi bahar ke taraf ubhar gaye.
“Yaar, ye apne bageeche ke pichwade Aunty ne kya chhupa ke rakha hai? GAAND hai yaa GODAAM?” Maine kaha to Akash thahake laga kar hasne laga.
“Chalo, ab apne GODAAM…mera matlab apne GAAND pe hath rakho.” Akash ne kaha.
Aunty ne apne hath apni gaand pe tika diye.
“Ab bolo “Ye meri gaand hai.”
Aunty chup rahi. “Jaldi se kaho jaisa maine kaha. Tumhe ghar jaana hai ki nahi?”
“Ye M..er..i GA… GAA..ND.. hai.” Aunty ko laga tha ki ab hum use chhod denge.
“Good. Ab niche jhuk jaao aur apne hath se apne chutadon ko phaila kar humein bageeche ke pichwade ka gate dikhao.” Maine aunty se kaha.
“Zaldi se kaho nahi to thik nahi hoga.” Maine kursi se uthte huye kaha.
Aunty ne sisakte huye kaha “Ye dono…. me..ri… CH…U…” Aur jor-jor se rone lagi.
“Jitna bolne kaha hai , pura bolo.” Main kursi se uthkar uski taraf badhne laga.
Aunty ne phir se shuru kiya “Ye dono me…ri… CH…U…CH..I…yaan hai.”
“Shabash. Ek baar phir kaho.”
“Ye dono meri CHUCHI…yaan hai.” Aunty ne kaha aur rone lagi.
“Ab mujhe jaane do, babuji. Mujhe jaane do.” Aunty ne sisakte huye kaha aur niche jhuk kar apne kapde uthane lagi.
“Ruko… abhi humne tumhara saara bageecha kahan dekha hai. Suna hai tumhare bageeche me kahin-kahin ghas bhi hai.” Maine kaha.
“Haan, chalo ab baki ke kapde utaar ke puri nagi ho jaao aur humein apne bageeche ke darshan karwao.” Akash ne masti lete huye kaha.
Aunty ka rona aur tej ho gaya. Is baar main aur Akash dono khade ho gaye aur uski taraf badhne lage.
“Nahi..nahi..main kholti hoon.” Wo humse door jaati huyi boli.
“Dekho, mujhe jyada nautanki pasand nahi. Agar tum khud nahi khologi to humein kholna aata hai.” Akash ne use dhmaki dete huye kaha.
“Chalo, ab shuru karo aunty.” Maine kaha.
Aunty dar ke maare apne hath se petticoat ka naada khichne lagi. Petticoat dheela ho gaya lekin usne abhi bhi hath me pakad rakah tha.
“Apne dono hath upar uthao. Zaldi…”
Aunty ko vaisa hi karna pada. Jaise hi Aunty ne apne hath upar kiye, petticoat uski kamar se nikal kar farsh pe gir gaya.
“Kitni mast jaanghein hai yaar. Kele ke tane jaisi moti aur chikni.” Maine Akash se kaha.
“Haan be. Agar aunty apna petticoat nahi kholti to mujhe pata bhi nahi chalta ki aunty ke bageeche me kele ke ped bhi hai.” Akash ne uski jaanghon ko ghoorte huye
kaha.
Aunty ne apni aankhein sharm se band kar li thi aur apne hathon se apna cehre chhupa rakha tha.
Aunty ke nange badan pe ab bas ek safed rang ki panty bachi aur uske rom-rom se jawani tapak rahi thi.
“Chalo Aunty, ab panty bhi utaar hi do. Dekhte hai bageeche ke us hisse me kya hai.” Maine use saaf shabdon me kaha.
Lekin aunty sharm ke maare apne chehre par se hath hi nahi hata rahi thi.
“Lagta hai Aunty ko apni panty kholne me bahut sharm aa rahi hai. Tu jaa ke khol de.” Akash ne mujhse kaha.
“Nahi…main…” Aunty chillane lagi lekin tab tak main uske paas pahuch chuka tha aur maine ek jhatke me uski panty niche khich di.
Aunty ne apni panty phir se upar khich li lekin mujhe ek pal ke uski choot ke darshan ho gaye.
“Chalo acha. Main piche hat jaata hoon. Tum khud utaar do.” Maine us se kaha.
Aunty ne apne panty ki elastic me apni ungaliyan phasayi aur usko niche khichne lagi.
“Ruko…pehle tum piche ghoom jao. Bageeche ke pichwade me kya laga hai, ye to maine dekha hi nahi abhi tak.” Akash ne meri taraf dekh kar aankh maari.
Aunty shayad khud bhi humse muh chhupana chahti thi isliye turant piche mud gayi.
“Ab dhire-dhire apni panty kholo. Pyaar se.” Maine kaha.
Aunty ka backless badan dekh kar mera lund andar jhatke maar raha tha. Ab usne dhire-dhire kar ke apni panty ko niche khiskana shuru kiya.
Jaise hi panty thodi nichi huyi, aunty ke gaand ke bich ki darar dikhne lagi.
“Thoda aur niche karo.”
Aunty ne panty ko niche khiskana jaari rakha aur kuch seconds ke baad ke uski nangi 38″ size ki gori soft gaand hamare aankhon ke saamne thi.
“Shabash aunty. Ab panty ko apne pairon me se nikaal kar niche rakh do.”
Aisa karne ke liye aunty jaise hi jhuki, unke chutad aur bhi bahar ke taraf ubhar gaye.
“Yaar, ye apne bageeche ke pichwade Aunty ne kya chhupa ke rakha hai? GAAND hai yaa GODAAM?” Maine kaha to Akash thahake laga kar hasne laga.
“Chalo, ab apne GODAAM…mera matlab apne GAAND pe hath rakho.” Akash ne kaha.
Aunty ne apne hath apni gaand pe tika diye.
“Ab bolo “Ye meri gaand hai.”
Aunty chup rahi. “Jaldi se kaho jaisa maine kaha. Tumhe ghar jaana hai ki nahi?”
“Ye M..er..i GA… GAA..ND.. hai.” Aunty ko laga tha ki ab hum use chhod denge.
“Good. Ab niche jhuk jaao aur apne hath se apne chutadon ko phaila kar humein bageeche ke pichwade ka gate dikhao.” Maine aunty se kaha.
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A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.
A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.