Sukhbir phir aage badha aur use apni baahon mein bhar liya. Ab vo kya karti…bas moke ka intezaar hi kar sakti thi.
“daro mat neha. Araam se maje karo mere saath. Ye dhan daulat mujhe apne saath nahi le jaani. Sab tumhe milega. Bas mujhe thoda sa khus kar do,” sukhbir ne kaha aur apne hont uski gardan par tika diye. Neha chupchap khadi rahi.
Phir sukhbir dheere-dheere apne haath neeche ki aur le gaya. Neha chhatpatayi thoda sa…magar sukhbir majbuti se jakde raha use. Pura neeche le gaya vo apne haath aur uske nitambo ko gher liya. Usne dono haatho se nitambo ke dono tukdon ko thaam liya.
Bahut ghin aa rahi thi us vakt neha ko. Magar vo kar bhi kya sakti thi. agar jyada virodh karti to use shak ho sakta tha. Jab tak vo uske gilaas mein davayi meela kar use peela nahi deti… tab tak use koyi moka nahi dena tha shak ka.
Magar tabhi sukhbir ne ajeeb sa kuchh kiya. Usne apna chehra uske ubharon ke theek upar chipka liya. Aisa laga jaise ki vo uske ubharon ki mahak soongh raha ho.
“badi kaamuk khusbu hu tumhari chuchi ki. Maja aa gaya. Tabhi usne apne hont uske ubharon ke upari hisse par rakh diye. Neha to jaise jal hi uthi. Vo chhatpatayi phir se…
Magar vo nahi hata. Chumta raha paaglo ki tarah vahi.
“thoda pee lijiye pahle…” neha ne kaha.
“lagta hai aaj peene ki jarurat hi nahi hai. tumhara nasha hi itna hai ki main nashe mein jhum raha hun.”
“m-mujh mein kaisa nasha…aap pee lijiye.”
“maine kaha na. saari raat padi hai abhi,” usne uske nitambo par haath pheerate huve kaha. “gaand badi pyari hai tumhari…”
“k-kya?”
“gaand…badi pyari hai…khub khelunga aaj is se,” sukhbir ne uski nitambo ki daraar mein ungli daalte huve kaha. Ungli seedhi uske hole se takrayi.
Neha ko jaise bijli ka karant laga.
“y-ye kya kar rahe hain aap?”
“abhi to ungli rakhi hai…jab lund rakhunga gaand pe to kya hoga meri jaan.”
Us se pahle main tera khuk kar dungi, neha ne man hi man kaha. Baat badhti ja rahi thi. usne is sab ki kalpana nahi ki thi. kahi usne bhool to nahi kar di. Shayad use kartik ko bula lena chaahiye tha. Vo hota to ab tak nipat chuka hota is kamine buddhe se. kaise besharmi se uske nitambo se khel raha hai. jara bhi sharam nahi kisi baat ki.
Tabhi sukhbir ne uski kamiz mein haath daal diya aur uske ek ubhar ko kameez se bahar nikaalte huve bola, “badi pyari chuchi hai. komal…komal…jara choos kar to dekhun.”
Neha ki to saanse tham gayi ye sun kar. Vo kaise choosne degi use apne ubhaar. Aisa huva to vo mar jaayegi. Chhi ye sab kya ho raha tha uske saath. Ye buddha to koyi bhi moka nahi de raha tha use apni game khelne ka. Kahi use us par shak to nahi tha. Par use kyon shak hoga us par. Usne to apni planning ke baare mein kisi se baat bhi nahi ki thi.
“bolo choos lun ye chuchi tumhari?”
“k-kya karenge choos kar ye aap. Aap pahle thoda ek-do ghunt laga lijiye. Aaeeye main banaati hun aapke liye ek peg.”
“pagli…jo maja ye sunder chuchi choos kar aayega vo peg main kaha. Chal mujhe choosne de.”
Neha ne apna haath rakh liya apne ubhaar par aur boli, “aap aisa nahi kar sakte.”
“ye dekh main karne ja raha hun,” sukhbir ne gandi si muskaan ke saath kaha. Aur phir usne sar jhuka kar uska nipple muh mein le liya.
Neha hi jaanti thi ki us par kya beet rahi thi us vakt. badi besharmi se choos raha tha vo uske nipple ko…aise jaise ki kabhi kisi aurat ke choose hi na ho.
“chhodiye bhi…itni deewanagi theek nahi…abhi saari raat padi hai,” neha ne kaha.
“haan to abhi to bahut kuchh baki hai. Abhi to bas is chuchi se suruvaat ki hai. Abhi to bahut kuchh choosna hai,” sukhbir ne nipple muh se nikal kar kaha aur bol kar vaapis choosne laga.
“k-kya matlab?”
“abhi to chut bhi choosni hai tumhari. Jab se video dekhi hai tumhari tab se vaha hont rakhne ko taras raha hun. Pahle choosvayi hai kabhi?”
Kartik vaise to bahut khelta tha uski yoni se magar kabhi usne vaha apne hont nahi rakhe the. Neha ko jara bhi andaja nahi tha ki kaisa ahsaas hoga vaha agar koyi hont rakhe to. Magar vo sukhbir ki baat se sihar jarur gayi thi. Ye sochna bhi muskil ho raha tha ki vo uske gupta ang se kuchh aisa karega. Chhiii….kaise sahegi vo ye sab…kuchh to karna hi padega.
“hatiye…aap nahi peete to mujhe to peene dijiye do ghunt,” neha ne sukhbir ke muh ko apne nipple se hatate huve kaha.
Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
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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: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
Sukhbir ki shakal aisi ho gayi us vakt jaise ki vo loot gaya ho. Pura khoya huva tha vo uske nipple mein.
“tum peeyogi?” sukhbir ne kaha.
“aur nahi to kya?”
“chalo phir…ye to aur bhi achha hoga. Nashe mein doob kar khub maje karenge….”
“vahi to main kahna chaah rahi thi kab se aap samajh hi nahi rahe.”
“lekin meri ek shart hai,” sukhbir ne kaha. Ajeeb se expression the uske chehre par.
“haan bolo?” neha soch rahi thi ki pata nahi kaisi shart rakhega vo. Kahi koyi ajeeb cheez na bol de.
“puri nangi hona padega tumhe…tabhi maja aayega sharaab ka.”
“arey kaisi baat karte hain aap. Sharaab ka kapdo se kya lena dena.”
“lena dena hai. Tumhare nange badan ko dekh kar sharaab ka nasha aur badh jaayega.”
Ye sun kar neha sharmidagi ka ghunt pe kar rah gayi. Kya bole ab. Bas use ek moke ki talaash thi. Ek baar vo behoshi wali daaru pee le tab khub sabakh seekhayegi kutte ko.
“chal utaar ye kapde aur aaja bistar par,” sukhbir ne kaha aur uski kamiz pakad li.
“ye baad mein utaar lenge…pahle ek-do peg to ho jaayein.”
“nahi…pahle kapde utaaro…tumhe nanga dekh kar hi to man banega.”
Kamina kisi bhi tarah se nahi maan raha tha. use kapde utaarne hi padenge. Pahle usne apni kamiz utaari….bra mein kaid uske phoolon ko dekh kar sukhbir ki aankhe chamak uthi.
“ye bra bhi utaar jaldi jaalim….wait nahi ho raha.”
Neha bra utaarne ki bajaye bed ki taraf chal di aur gilaas haath mein lekar boli, “pahle mere haath se ek gilaas peeyo…phir utaarungi ye bra.”
“uff ab to peeni hi padegi meri jaan…chal bana jaldi se.”
Neha ne peeth mod li taaki salwar ke naade ke peechhe chhupi behosi ki dawayi nikaal sake. Vo davayi ki pudiya ki pudiya nikaal ke liye haath ander daal hi rahi thi ki sukhbir ne use pakad liya peechhe se aakar.
“peeth mod kar kya kar rahi ho?”
Neha ghabra gayi. Samajh nahi aaya ki kya bole kya na bole.
“v-vo main naada khol rahi thi…”
“laao main khol deta hun naada,” sukbhir ne kaha aur uske naade ko pakad liya. “Tum bottle ka dhakkan kholo. Seal taud rakhi hai maine pahlse se. bus khol kar gilaas bhar do.”
Neha ka dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha. pudiya naade ke theek peechhe chhupi thi. Usne turant sukhbir ka haath pakad kar hataya aur jhat se pudiya nikaal kar muthi mein chhupa li.
“badi tej ho tum…mujhe kholne do na naada.”
“ek minute rukiye bas…ek peg to bana lun,” neha ne kaha.
Sukhbir kaha maanane wala tha. usne naada pakad kar khol diya aur naada khulte hi uski salwar neeche ja giri. Phir vo besharmi se uske saath chipak gaya…uske payjame mein khada uska ling uske nitambo se takra raha tha. sukar hai ki abhi panty thi uske sharir par varna uska ling uske nagn nitambo ko chum raha hota ashleelta se.
Neha ne chupke se davayi ki pudiya kholi gilaas mein daalne ke liye. Magar tabhi sukhbir ne uski panty mein haath daal kar uski yoni par unglitan pheerani suru kar di. neha ne kohni maari usko rokne ke liye aur isi dauraan davayi ki pudiya gir gayi uske haath se aur usmein rakhi 2 tablet uchal kar bed ke neeche chali gayi. Shit…ye kya ho gaya?
Neha jor se boli, “ye kya kar rahe hain aap?” use gussa aa raha tha ki sukhbir ke kaaran davayi ki pudiya uske haath se chhut gayi thi.
“kya huva jhalla kyon rahi ho…chut ko jaga raha hun…” sukhbir ne kaha. “bina jagaye maarunga to theek rahega kya. Jab tak chikni nahi hogi ye tab tak lund kaise logi…ya phir mujhe sarso ka tel lagana padega. Vaise vo option bhi buri nahi hai. Chut to tumhari mujhe maarni hi hai. Isliye thoda taiyaar ho jaao to jyada achha hoga.”
“m-main ho jaaungi taiyar…pahle soch rahi thi ki thodi-thodi ye sharab pee lete to.”
“to daalo na sharab…main to kab se wait kar raha hun. Yu hi khade khade jaam banao mere liye. Idhar main tumhari chut mein ungli daal kar garam karunga tumhe aur dusri taraf tum gilaas upar karke yu hi khade-khade peelaogi.”
“a-aise kaise…aap mere pechhe khade hain.”
“ho jaayega sab kosis karo…” sukhbir ne uski yoni mein ungli daalte huve kaha.
“aahh….rukiye…sharab to daalne dijiye pahle,” neha ne kaha. Vo kisi tarah se time nikaalna chaahti thi. Behosi ki davayi bed ke neeche padi thi kahi. Jab tak vo nahi milegi tab tak uska kaam nahi banega. Magar ye soch kar ki shayad ek peg laga kar thoda dheela pad jaaye sukhbir usne ek peg bana diya. Magar peg banate vakt uske haath kaap rahe the. Kyonki sukhbir teji se uski yoni mein ungli ander baahar kar raha tha.
“tum peeyogi?” sukhbir ne kaha.
“aur nahi to kya?”
“chalo phir…ye to aur bhi achha hoga. Nashe mein doob kar khub maje karenge….”
“vahi to main kahna chaah rahi thi kab se aap samajh hi nahi rahe.”
“lekin meri ek shart hai,” sukhbir ne kaha. Ajeeb se expression the uske chehre par.
“haan bolo?” neha soch rahi thi ki pata nahi kaisi shart rakhega vo. Kahi koyi ajeeb cheez na bol de.
“puri nangi hona padega tumhe…tabhi maja aayega sharaab ka.”
“arey kaisi baat karte hain aap. Sharaab ka kapdo se kya lena dena.”
“lena dena hai. Tumhare nange badan ko dekh kar sharaab ka nasha aur badh jaayega.”
Ye sun kar neha sharmidagi ka ghunt pe kar rah gayi. Kya bole ab. Bas use ek moke ki talaash thi. Ek baar vo behoshi wali daaru pee le tab khub sabakh seekhayegi kutte ko.
“chal utaar ye kapde aur aaja bistar par,” sukhbir ne kaha aur uski kamiz pakad li.
“ye baad mein utaar lenge…pahle ek-do peg to ho jaayein.”
“nahi…pahle kapde utaaro…tumhe nanga dekh kar hi to man banega.”
Kamina kisi bhi tarah se nahi maan raha tha. use kapde utaarne hi padenge. Pahle usne apni kamiz utaari….bra mein kaid uske phoolon ko dekh kar sukhbir ki aankhe chamak uthi.
“ye bra bhi utaar jaldi jaalim….wait nahi ho raha.”
Neha bra utaarne ki bajaye bed ki taraf chal di aur gilaas haath mein lekar boli, “pahle mere haath se ek gilaas peeyo…phir utaarungi ye bra.”
“uff ab to peeni hi padegi meri jaan…chal bana jaldi se.”
Neha ne peeth mod li taaki salwar ke naade ke peechhe chhupi behosi ki dawayi nikaal sake. Vo davayi ki pudiya ki pudiya nikaal ke liye haath ander daal hi rahi thi ki sukhbir ne use pakad liya peechhe se aakar.
“peeth mod kar kya kar rahi ho?”
Neha ghabra gayi. Samajh nahi aaya ki kya bole kya na bole.
“v-vo main naada khol rahi thi…”
“laao main khol deta hun naada,” sukbhir ne kaha aur uske naade ko pakad liya. “Tum bottle ka dhakkan kholo. Seal taud rakhi hai maine pahlse se. bus khol kar gilaas bhar do.”
Neha ka dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha. pudiya naade ke theek peechhe chhupi thi. Usne turant sukhbir ka haath pakad kar hataya aur jhat se pudiya nikaal kar muthi mein chhupa li.
“badi tej ho tum…mujhe kholne do na naada.”
“ek minute rukiye bas…ek peg to bana lun,” neha ne kaha.
Sukhbir kaha maanane wala tha. usne naada pakad kar khol diya aur naada khulte hi uski salwar neeche ja giri. Phir vo besharmi se uske saath chipak gaya…uske payjame mein khada uska ling uske nitambo se takra raha tha. sukar hai ki abhi panty thi uske sharir par varna uska ling uske nagn nitambo ko chum raha hota ashleelta se.
Neha ne chupke se davayi ki pudiya kholi gilaas mein daalne ke liye. Magar tabhi sukhbir ne uski panty mein haath daal kar uski yoni par unglitan pheerani suru kar di. neha ne kohni maari usko rokne ke liye aur isi dauraan davayi ki pudiya gir gayi uske haath se aur usmein rakhi 2 tablet uchal kar bed ke neeche chali gayi. Shit…ye kya ho gaya?
Neha jor se boli, “ye kya kar rahe hain aap?” use gussa aa raha tha ki sukhbir ke kaaran davayi ki pudiya uske haath se chhut gayi thi.
“kya huva jhalla kyon rahi ho…chut ko jaga raha hun…” sukhbir ne kaha. “bina jagaye maarunga to theek rahega kya. Jab tak chikni nahi hogi ye tab tak lund kaise logi…ya phir mujhe sarso ka tel lagana padega. Vaise vo option bhi buri nahi hai. Chut to tumhari mujhe maarni hi hai. Isliye thoda taiyaar ho jaao to jyada achha hoga.”
“m-main ho jaaungi taiyar…pahle soch rahi thi ki thodi-thodi ye sharab pee lete to.”
“to daalo na sharab…main to kab se wait kar raha hun. Yu hi khade khade jaam banao mere liye. Idhar main tumhari chut mein ungli daal kar garam karunga tumhe aur dusri taraf tum gilaas upar karke yu hi khade-khade peelaogi.”
“a-aise kaise…aap mere pechhe khade hain.”
“ho jaayega sab kosis karo…” sukhbir ne uski yoni mein ungli daalte huve kaha.
“aahh….rukiye…sharab to daalne dijiye pahle,” neha ne kaha. Vo kisi tarah se time nikaalna chaahti thi. Behosi ki davayi bed ke neeche padi thi kahi. Jab tak vo nahi milegi tab tak uska kaam nahi banega. Magar ye soch kar ki shayad ek peg laga kar thoda dheela pad jaaye sukhbir usne ek peg bana diya. Magar peg banate vakt uske haath kaap rahe the. Kyonki sukhbir teji se uski yoni mein ungli ander baahar kar raha tha.
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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: Laal Haweli - sex novel - bharpoor chudai ki kahani
tumhe mera lund mahsus ho raha hai?” sukhbir ne puchha.
Uska ling to kab se chipka huva tha uske nitambo se. kathor dande ki tarah lag raha tha.
“h-haan.”
“kaisa laga…le logi araam se.”
Neha ka gala sukh gaya ye sun kar. “j-ji.”
“maine kaha le logi araam se ise ander. Darogi to nahi.”
“p-pata nahi…”
Sukhbir ne uske haath se gilaas liya aur ek jhatke mein pee gaya gilaas. Phir vo uske saamne aa gaya aur apna payjama neeche gira diya.
“dekho…ab bolo?” sukhbir ne kaha.
Neha ne chupke se nazre neeche ki. Uska ling besharmi se jhul raha tha uski taango ke beech mein. Usne uske ling ko kartik ke ling se compare kiya. Uska ling kartik ke ling se thoda sa chhota tha…isliye use aisa kuchh nahi lag raha tha ki use vo ander lene mein dikkat hogi. Magar baat ye thi ki vo use ander legi hi kyon. Is se pahle ki vo pal aaye vo uska kaam tamaam kar degi. Magar ye tabhi hoga jab vo tablet use mil jaaye.
Neha ne jaanbujh kar bottle ka dhakkan bed ke neeche gira diya taaki jhuk kar use nikaal sake.
“dhakkan gir gaya neeche bed ke. Main nikaalti hun,” vo bol kar bed ke paas jhuki hi thi ki sukhbir ne uske nitambo ko thaam liya.
“uff…kya lag rahi hai gaand tumhari is position mein. Aise hi raho thodi der,” sukhbir besharmi se uske nitambo par thappad maarte huve bola. “kya shape li hai…main bata nahi sakta…gaand ke dono tukde fail gaye hain daayein…baayein aur tumhari panty ke baavjud gaand ki daraar nazar aa rahi hai. aisa lag raha hai jaise ki tumhari gaand ka chhed meri aankho ke saamne aane ko machal raha ho.”
Neha sun to rahi thi sab magar uska pura dhyaan davayi dhundane mein laga tha. Bottle ka dhakkan to deekh raha tha use magar davayi na jaane kaha gum ho gayi thi. upar se sukhbir ajeeb commentry kar raha tha uske nitambo par.
Neha thoda aur ghus gayi bed ke neeche apni kamar bed se baahar rakhte huve. Aisa karne se uske nitamb shayad aur upar uth gaye.
“bas…bas…bas…ab kya maar daalogi…ye to aur bhi jyada sexy shape de di tumne apni gaand ko. Kasam se ruka nahi ja raha,” sukhbir ne turant uski panty neeche sarka di.
“neha…kya bataun tumhe…kitna pyara hole hai…chikna…jara bhi baal nahi tumhari gaand pe to.”
Vaise to neha ka chehra bed ke neeche tha magar phir bhi uska chehra sharam se laal ho gaya…kya kuchh nahi karna pad raha tha use. Use yaad aaya ki kartik ne bhi kuchh aisa hi kaha tha jab usne pahli baar uske nitambo ko dekha tha.
Tabhi neha ko kuchh garam garam mahsus huva apne nitamb ke baayein tukde par. Jyada der nahi lagi use samajhne mein ki ye kya hai. sukhbir apni jeebh pheera raha tha uske nitambo par aur dheere-dheere vo uske hole ki taraf badh raha tha. Ek pal ko uski saans atak gayi. Dabayi dhundna bhool gayi vo. Vo ye soch rahi thi ki kahi vo apni jeebh uske asshole par to nahi rakh dega.
Idhar vo aisa soch rahi thi aur udhar sukhbir ne sach mein aisa kar diya. Neha ke pure sharir mein ek ajeeb si lahar daud gayi jab usne uski jeebh mahsus ki apne asshole par. Garam-garam…chikni jeebh yaha vaha fisal rahi thi uske hole par. Aur jeebh ki har ek harkat se ajeeb si bechaini…… ..ajeeb si tarange uth rahi thi neha ke sharir mein. Hey bhagvaan use ye achha lag raha tha. Par aisa kaise?
Aur tabhi sukhbir hat gaya. Neha ne bechaini se nazre yaha vaha daudayi. Davayi ki goli kahi nazar nahi aa rahi thi.
Aur tabhi sukhbir ne apna ling tika diya uske asshole par aur is se pahle ki vo kucch kar paati jor ka dhakka maara sukhbir ne aur uska ling ghuss gaya ander. neha ki to cheekh hi nikal gayi.
“aayiii…hatiye…ye kya kar rahe hain aap?” neha karaahte huve boli.
“gaand maar raha hun aur kya…maja aa gaya…kitni tight hai tumhari…kabhi li nahi kya tere yaar ne… hehehe.”
Neha ne baahar nikalne ki koshis ki magar sukhbir ne use nikalne nahi diya. Usne puri majbuti se pakad rakha tha use kulho se aur jor-jor se dhakke maar raha tha. Jara bhi parvaah nahi kar raha tha uske dard ki.
Neha kuchh der bahut chhatpatayi magar phir dheere-dheere shaant ho gayi. Use ab achha lag raha tha. Achha hi nahi balki bahut achha lag raha tha. Badi hi ajeeb baat thi ye.
Uska ling to kab se chipka huva tha uske nitambo se. kathor dande ki tarah lag raha tha.
“h-haan.”
“kaisa laga…le logi araam se.”
Neha ka gala sukh gaya ye sun kar. “j-ji.”
“maine kaha le logi araam se ise ander. Darogi to nahi.”
“p-pata nahi…”
Sukhbir ne uske haath se gilaas liya aur ek jhatke mein pee gaya gilaas. Phir vo uske saamne aa gaya aur apna payjama neeche gira diya.
“dekho…ab bolo?” sukhbir ne kaha.
Neha ne chupke se nazre neeche ki. Uska ling besharmi se jhul raha tha uski taango ke beech mein. Usne uske ling ko kartik ke ling se compare kiya. Uska ling kartik ke ling se thoda sa chhota tha…isliye use aisa kuchh nahi lag raha tha ki use vo ander lene mein dikkat hogi. Magar baat ye thi ki vo use ander legi hi kyon. Is se pahle ki vo pal aaye vo uska kaam tamaam kar degi. Magar ye tabhi hoga jab vo tablet use mil jaaye.
Neha ne jaanbujh kar bottle ka dhakkan bed ke neeche gira diya taaki jhuk kar use nikaal sake.
“dhakkan gir gaya neeche bed ke. Main nikaalti hun,” vo bol kar bed ke paas jhuki hi thi ki sukhbir ne uske nitambo ko thaam liya.
“uff…kya lag rahi hai gaand tumhari is position mein. Aise hi raho thodi der,” sukhbir besharmi se uske nitambo par thappad maarte huve bola. “kya shape li hai…main bata nahi sakta…gaand ke dono tukde fail gaye hain daayein…baayein aur tumhari panty ke baavjud gaand ki daraar nazar aa rahi hai. aisa lag raha hai jaise ki tumhari gaand ka chhed meri aankho ke saamne aane ko machal raha ho.”
Neha sun to rahi thi sab magar uska pura dhyaan davayi dhundane mein laga tha. Bottle ka dhakkan to deekh raha tha use magar davayi na jaane kaha gum ho gayi thi. upar se sukhbir ajeeb commentry kar raha tha uske nitambo par.
Neha thoda aur ghus gayi bed ke neeche apni kamar bed se baahar rakhte huve. Aisa karne se uske nitamb shayad aur upar uth gaye.
“bas…bas…bas…ab kya maar daalogi…ye to aur bhi jyada sexy shape de di tumne apni gaand ko. Kasam se ruka nahi ja raha,” sukhbir ne turant uski panty neeche sarka di.
“neha…kya bataun tumhe…kitna pyara hole hai…chikna…jara bhi baal nahi tumhari gaand pe to.”
Vaise to neha ka chehra bed ke neeche tha magar phir bhi uska chehra sharam se laal ho gaya…kya kuchh nahi karna pad raha tha use. Use yaad aaya ki kartik ne bhi kuchh aisa hi kaha tha jab usne pahli baar uske nitambo ko dekha tha.
Tabhi neha ko kuchh garam garam mahsus huva apne nitamb ke baayein tukde par. Jyada der nahi lagi use samajhne mein ki ye kya hai. sukhbir apni jeebh pheera raha tha uske nitambo par aur dheere-dheere vo uske hole ki taraf badh raha tha. Ek pal ko uski saans atak gayi. Dabayi dhundna bhool gayi vo. Vo ye soch rahi thi ki kahi vo apni jeebh uske asshole par to nahi rakh dega.
Idhar vo aisa soch rahi thi aur udhar sukhbir ne sach mein aisa kar diya. Neha ke pure sharir mein ek ajeeb si lahar daud gayi jab usne uski jeebh mahsus ki apne asshole par. Garam-garam…chikni jeebh yaha vaha fisal rahi thi uske hole par. Aur jeebh ki har ek harkat se ajeeb si bechaini…… ..ajeeb si tarange uth rahi thi neha ke sharir mein. Hey bhagvaan use ye achha lag raha tha. Par aisa kaise?
Aur tabhi sukhbir hat gaya. Neha ne bechaini se nazre yaha vaha daudayi. Davayi ki goli kahi nazar nahi aa rahi thi.
Aur tabhi sukhbir ne apna ling tika diya uske asshole par aur is se pahle ki vo kucch kar paati jor ka dhakka maara sukhbir ne aur uska ling ghuss gaya ander. neha ki to cheekh hi nikal gayi.
“aayiii…hatiye…ye kya kar rahe hain aap?” neha karaahte huve boli.
“gaand maar raha hun aur kya…maja aa gaya…kitni tight hai tumhari…kabhi li nahi kya tere yaar ne… hehehe.”
Neha ne baahar nikalne ki koshis ki magar sukhbir ne use nikalne nahi diya. Usne puri majbuti se pakad rakha tha use kulho se aur jor-jor se dhakke maar raha tha. Jara bhi parvaah nahi kar raha tha uske dard ki.
Neha kuchh der bahut chhatpatayi magar phir dheere-dheere shaant ho gayi. Use ab achha lag raha tha. Achha hi nahi balki bahut achha lag raha tha. Badi hi ajeeb baat thi ye.
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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.