Kuch yaadein jo bhulaye nhi ja sakti..hindi sex story
Posted: 17 Nov 2015 12:01
itne saalon ke baad mujhe mere pehle experience ki kahani bilkul clear yaad hai. main tab school me thi. ek din, meri maa ne mujhko dekh ke kaha, ‘juhi, teri chhaati badi ho rahi hai. tujhe ab bra pehnni chahiye.” yeh sun kar, mere man me laddu phootne lage. ab main badi ho gayi thi. main bra pehnne wali thi. main chupke se maa ki bra try karne lagi. aur dheere dheere mere man me ek tamanna jaag uthi. main chahne lagi ke mere badhte huey boobs ko koi bachche ki tarah choosey. aur har baar jab yeh khayal aata tha, ek hi naam mere saamne aata tha. nishant.
nishant mere buaji ka beta tha. woh meri hi umar ka tha. hamara bachpan se ek nazdiki rishta tha. jab chhote the, tab humne ek doosre ki chaddi ke andar jhaanka tha, haath bhi lagaya tha, soonga bhi tha. ek baar nahi, balki kai baar. phir hum ye bachpana bhool gaye the. lekin ab mujhe woh din wapis yaad aa rahe the. agar main kisi par is kaam ke liye bharosa kar sakti thi toh woh nishant hi tha.
kuch dino baad, mujhe nishant se akele milne ka mauka mila. maine us se poocha, ‘tumhe woh bachpan ke din yaad hai jab hum saath khela karte the?’ usne kaha, ‘haan, yaad hai.’ woh mera ishara samajh gaya aur apni pant utar di. maine bhi meri skirt utar di. hun dono ne ek doosre ko apni underwaer ke bahar se chooaa. phir us ne meri panty utari aur mujhe udhar soonga aur chumma diya. maine us se kaha ki mere pas ab ek aur private part hai. yek keh kar maine apni blouse ko upar kheencha aur usey mere naye boobs dikhaye.
(yeh sab type karte huey main kaafi garam ho gayi hoon. baaki break ke baad – juhi)
nishant samajh gaya use kya karna tha. woh mera ek boob choosne laga, bilkul baby ki tarah. mujhe aise lag raha tha ki woh sach me mera doodh pi raha hai. woh kaafi der tak choosta gaya. aur main enjoy karti rahi. maine us se rokne hi nahi diya. jaise woh saans ke liye apne munh kholta, main usey doosre boob ko choosne kehti. mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha.
bahut der ke baad, shayad adhe ghante ke baad, nishant ruk gaya. aur mujhse kaha ‘ab teri bari hai’. maine uski undie utari aur maine mera pehla asli lund dekha. uska lund lamba aur patla tha. aur kele ki tarah curved tha. ab bhi, itne saalon ke baad, main mere annkhon ke saamne usey dekh sakti hoon. uski masst mehek aa rahi thi. maine use tip se gotey tak soonga. apney haathon se usko chooaa, sehleya. aur phir usko ek chumma diya. nishant ne mujhse usey choosne ko kaha, lekin maine uski baat nahi maani. thodi dari hui thi. humne apne kapde wapas pehen liye, bar hum dono jaante the hum yeh galti phir karne wale hai.
main ab bra pehnne lagi thi, par jab bhi mujhe pata tha ki nishant milne wala tha, main nahi pehnti thi, kyun ki phir main asani se usko mere boobs choosne ke liye de sakti thi. kahin bhi mauka mile toh hum ek doosre ke saath khelne lagte the. mere boobs fatafat bahar aa jaate the aur seedhe nishant ke munh me jaate the. aur uska lund itni hi teji se mere haathon me aa jaata tha. hum saath saath padhai karne lage, kabhi uske ghar toh kabhi mere ghar. jaise hi bua ji ghar ke bahar jaati, hum shuru ho jaate. main mere boobs choosate kabhi thakti nahi thi. aur nishant bhi mere boobs chooste chooste kabhi nahi thakta tha. hamare pas time hota to ghanto tak woh chooste rehta.
ek din, main uske lund ke saath khel rahi thi. us ko pakad ke zor se upar-neeche karne lagi. uska lund mere haathon me ekdum kadak aur hard ho raha tha. usse bhi bahut maza aa raha tha. main raftaar badhate gai aur uska lund kaampne laga. mujhe aisa laga ab kuch hone wala hai par pata nahi kya. nishant ne mujhe kaha, ‘aise karte rehna, rukna mat’. phir achanak, uska ras ekdum teji ke saath bahar shoot out hua aur sofe par gira. main toh dar gayi thi ek minute ke liye, mere samajh main nahi aaya kya hua tha. par nishant ke munh par aaram dekh ke mujhe laga jo bhi hua, acha hi hua.
nishant aur main kaafi innocent the – aaj kal ke boys aur girls ki tarah nahi jo sab kuch jaante the. main mere boobs choosate huey aur nishant ke lund se khelte huey khush thi. is se zyaada kuch karna socha hi nahi. kabhi kabhi, jab woh meri chut ko choota, mujhe thoda geelapan mehsoos hota. par uski ungli se dard bhi hota tha aur main usse mana karti wahaan haath lagane se. par hum ek doosre ke saath khelne ke mauke dhoondte rehte the.
nishant mere buaji ka beta tha. woh meri hi umar ka tha. hamara bachpan se ek nazdiki rishta tha. jab chhote the, tab humne ek doosre ki chaddi ke andar jhaanka tha, haath bhi lagaya tha, soonga bhi tha. ek baar nahi, balki kai baar. phir hum ye bachpana bhool gaye the. lekin ab mujhe woh din wapis yaad aa rahe the. agar main kisi par is kaam ke liye bharosa kar sakti thi toh woh nishant hi tha.
kuch dino baad, mujhe nishant se akele milne ka mauka mila. maine us se poocha, ‘tumhe woh bachpan ke din yaad hai jab hum saath khela karte the?’ usne kaha, ‘haan, yaad hai.’ woh mera ishara samajh gaya aur apni pant utar di. maine bhi meri skirt utar di. hun dono ne ek doosre ko apni underwaer ke bahar se chooaa. phir us ne meri panty utari aur mujhe udhar soonga aur chumma diya. maine us se kaha ki mere pas ab ek aur private part hai. yek keh kar maine apni blouse ko upar kheencha aur usey mere naye boobs dikhaye.
(yeh sab type karte huey main kaafi garam ho gayi hoon. baaki break ke baad – juhi)
nishant samajh gaya use kya karna tha. woh mera ek boob choosne laga, bilkul baby ki tarah. mujhe aise lag raha tha ki woh sach me mera doodh pi raha hai. woh kaafi der tak choosta gaya. aur main enjoy karti rahi. maine us se rokne hi nahi diya. jaise woh saans ke liye apne munh kholta, main usey doosre boob ko choosne kehti. mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha.
bahut der ke baad, shayad adhe ghante ke baad, nishant ruk gaya. aur mujhse kaha ‘ab teri bari hai’. maine uski undie utari aur maine mera pehla asli lund dekha. uska lund lamba aur patla tha. aur kele ki tarah curved tha. ab bhi, itne saalon ke baad, main mere annkhon ke saamne usey dekh sakti hoon. uski masst mehek aa rahi thi. maine use tip se gotey tak soonga. apney haathon se usko chooaa, sehleya. aur phir usko ek chumma diya. nishant ne mujhse usey choosne ko kaha, lekin maine uski baat nahi maani. thodi dari hui thi. humne apne kapde wapas pehen liye, bar hum dono jaante the hum yeh galti phir karne wale hai.
main ab bra pehnne lagi thi, par jab bhi mujhe pata tha ki nishant milne wala tha, main nahi pehnti thi, kyun ki phir main asani se usko mere boobs choosne ke liye de sakti thi. kahin bhi mauka mile toh hum ek doosre ke saath khelne lagte the. mere boobs fatafat bahar aa jaate the aur seedhe nishant ke munh me jaate the. aur uska lund itni hi teji se mere haathon me aa jaata tha. hum saath saath padhai karne lage, kabhi uske ghar toh kabhi mere ghar. jaise hi bua ji ghar ke bahar jaati, hum shuru ho jaate. main mere boobs choosate kabhi thakti nahi thi. aur nishant bhi mere boobs chooste chooste kabhi nahi thakta tha. hamare pas time hota to ghanto tak woh chooste rehta.
ek din, main uske lund ke saath khel rahi thi. us ko pakad ke zor se upar-neeche karne lagi. uska lund mere haathon me ekdum kadak aur hard ho raha tha. usse bhi bahut maza aa raha tha. main raftaar badhate gai aur uska lund kaampne laga. mujhe aisa laga ab kuch hone wala hai par pata nahi kya. nishant ne mujhe kaha, ‘aise karte rehna, rukna mat’. phir achanak, uska ras ekdum teji ke saath bahar shoot out hua aur sofe par gira. main toh dar gayi thi ek minute ke liye, mere samajh main nahi aaya kya hua tha. par nishant ke munh par aaram dekh ke mujhe laga jo bhi hua, acha hi hua.
nishant aur main kaafi innocent the – aaj kal ke boys aur girls ki tarah nahi jo sab kuch jaante the. main mere boobs choosate huey aur nishant ke lund se khelte huey khush thi. is se zyaada kuch karna socha hi nahi. kabhi kabhi, jab woh meri chut ko choota, mujhe thoda geelapan mehsoos hota. par uski ungli se dard bhi hota tha aur main usse mana karti wahaan haath lagane se. par hum ek doosre ke saath khelne ke mauke dhoondte rehte the.