Pichla bhaag padhe:- Bihari Buddha Naukar-1
Servant Sex Kahani ke pichle part mein aapne padha ki mere pati mujhe tharki naukar ke sath akela chhodh gaye. Ab aage-
Abhi main Hiralal ji ke sath akeli thi. Wo mera hath pakde hue tha. Wo mere hath ko pyar se mal raha tha bina ruke. Jab tak hum log ghar ke andar nahi pahunche aisa hi chalta raha. Mujhe gussa bhi aa rahi thi aur behad sharam bhi. 60 saal ka Buddha aur main uski beti jaisi 27 saal ki. Is aadmi se sex ke baare mein soch bhi nahi sakti thi.
Lekin itna pehelwan tha Hiralal, ki mujhe kuch-kuch hone laga tha andar hi andar se. Aise mard se kabi nahi chudwayi thi pehle. Dil dhadak raha tha. Dhadkane tez ho gayi thi.
Hiralal ne hath ko chhodha aur bola, “Aap naha lo malkin. Bathroom mein sab kuch rakha hai. Garam paani bhi hai. Main thodi der mein aata hu. Aapke liye sharbat launga.” Ye bol kar wo hassa. Uski aankhen hawas se bhari thi, aur mujhe gandi nazron se dekh raha tha.
“Theek hai”, maine jawab diya. Uske jaane ke baad main nahane chali gayi. Nahane ke baad maine saree pehan li. Sochi thi wo chhoti blouse uske saamne nahi pehnungi, lekin dil ne kaha usme kya hai. Mera badan acha aur sexy tha, to dikhane mein kaisi sharam?
Ye soch kar maine wahi blouse pehna, aur face ko achi tarah se makeup kar liya. Bilkul laal glossy lipstick lagayi hontho par. Bilkul randi lag rahi thi main. Blouse ke neeche maine meri sabse chhoti kaale rang ki bra pehni, jo nipples ke alawa kuch nahi chhupati thi.
Petticoat utaar kar maine ek bahut hi chhoti kaale rang ki ek skirt pehan li, jisme mere dono pair bilkul nage dikh jaate upar tak. Chut bhi aadhi dikh jati thi. Bagair saree ke agar wo mujhe dekha, to behosh kar doongi usko, maine socha mann hi mann.
Kareeb paanch baje Hiralal wapas aa gaye. “Aap sirf mere sath pal bitao, maze karenge dono,” Hiralal ne hass kar kaha. Uski baaton se sex ki boo aa rahi thi.
Maine koi jawab nahi diya. Bahut hi ghanchakkar tha harami Buddha, mann hi mann soch rahi thi. Lagta nahi tha ki wo mujhe asaani se chhodhega aaj ke din.
Abhi main bilkul akeli thi Hiralal ke sath. Usne mujhe dekhte hue kaha, “Ab aap free ho mere sath. Kuch khayenge piyenge aur gappe maarenge.” “Kya bolte ho?,” Usne poocha.
“Theek hai Hiralal ji”, maine jawab diya. Uski aankhon mein sex ki bhookh thi.
“Main sharbat laya hu aapke liye, malkin”, usne kaha mujhe bottle dete hue, “Pee jao.” Pyaas to mujhe bhi lagi thi, kyunki bahut hi garmi thi. Apni haalat dekh kar mere paseene choot rahe the. Maine sharbat ki bottle kholi aur peene lagi. Achi lagi. Kuch raahat mili. Mujhe ye nahi pata tha ki us sharbat mein usne sex badhane ki goli mila di thi (baad mein pata chala).
Pehle kuch pal main theek thi, uske baad nasha shuru ho gaya. Chakkar se aane lage the, aur main behad garam ho gayi thi. Sex ki bechaini, aur chut se paani behne laga tha. Main hairan hui, kyunki aisa pehle kabhi bhi feel nahi hua tha.
Hiralal baith kar sab kuch dekh raha tha, aur main unpacking karne ke bahane bana rahi thi use avoid karne ke liye. Achanak se wo uth gaya, aur mere hath ko pakda. “Mere sath chaliye malkin”, usne mujhe apne paas kheenchte hue bola.
“Abhi mujhe kuch kaam hai”, maine jawab diya.
“Kaam to mera hai aapke sath, chaliye”, usne bola aur mujhe sath le gaya bedroom mein. Usne mujhe room ke andar kiya, aur darwaza band karte hue kaha, “Main kisi kaam mein deri nahi karta.”
Main kaafi duvidha mein thi. Shareer garam ho chuka tha, aur nasha bhi ho raha tha. Wo peeche se aaya, aur saree ke neeche se mere boobs ko dono hatho se pyar karne laga.
“Zara dekhu to malkin, kya chhupa rakhe ho aap choli ke peeche?”, usne bola aur mere dono boobs ko chaaron taraf se apne dono hatho se malne laga.
“Aapke boobs dekhne hai mujhe, malkin, bilkul nange”, usne kaha, aur hath se mere boobs ka naap lene laga.
“Size acha hai, lekin mujhe aur bade chahiye”, usne bola, “jitne bade ho utna maza aata hai dabane mein.”
Kuch der wo masalta raha. Fir bola, “Waah malkin, kaafi bade banaye ho. Baahar se pata nahi chalta. Hatho mein lene ke baad hi pata chalta hai. Mast hai malkin. Bilkul naram aur garam hai.”
Main sharam se paani-paani ho rahi thi. Kabhi bhi kisi ne aisa nahi kaha, ya itni besharmi se mujhko chhua tha. Usne dono boobs ko kass ke pakda hua tha apne bade-bade hatho se.
“Ye galat baat hai Hiralal ji. Main aapki beti ki umar ki hu,” main boli.
“Isiliye to sambhog karna chaahta hu bade pyaar se”, usne haste hue openly bola. “Mujhe aapke jaisi kamuk ladki pasand hai.”
Mere kaan pak gaye ye baat sun kar. Harami! Badan bilkul garam. Paraye mard ke hath boobs par padte hi chut se apne aap paani behne laga tha. Dil nahi maan raha tha, lekin shareer ko chahiye tha.
“Chhodh mat saale! Jakde raho!”, Baatein mann mein aayi.
“Chalo malkin, kapde utaar ke boobs dikhao mujhe”, wo bola aur mere kaano ke peeche choomne laga. “Gaadi mein to dikhaya tha, ab asal mein dikha do poore nange”, wo mere kaano mein bola.
“Waise bhi aap aate hi mujhe dikha diye the. Tab se bechain hu aapko poora nanga dekhne ke liye.”
Kuch pal main sochi, fir boli, “Agar dikhaungi to mujhe aap chale jaoge?”, maine poocha.
“Pehle main jaisa bolu waisa karo malkin, fir main sochunga.”
“Theek hai chhodhiye”, maine kaha, “Dikhati hu.”
“Ye hui na baat”, wo khush ho gaya, aur mujhe kahin le jaane laga.
“Kahan le jaa rahe ho mujhe?”, maine poocha.
“Aayine ke saamne dekhunga aapko”, wo bola. Wo mujhe ek bade aayine ke saamne le gaya. Aayine mein usko mujhe choote hue dekh kar mujhe bahut laaj aa rahi thi.
“Aap kapde utaro main aayine mein dekhunga”, usne kaha.
Maine saree ka pallu firse gira diya. Usne jhat se meri saree utaar di.
“Wow”, uske muh se hairani ki awaaz aa gayi. Aayine main bas skirt mein thi. “Kya lagti ho aap malkin, waah!” Mujhe chhoti skirt mein dekh kar wo garam ho raha tha, aur uska lund phool gaya. Ab uske hatho mein jaise jaan aa gayi thi, aur wo boobs ko zor-zor se dabane laga.
Mere muh se “aaah” nikal aayi.
“Dekhiye Malkin aapko bhi maza aa rahi hai. Jab gaadi mein aapke dono doodh dekhe the pehli baar, tabhi choosne ko mann kiya”, wo bola. Maine ab blouse ke hooks khol diye the, aur usne blouse utaar diya, aur mujhe chhoti bra mein dekh kar hairan reh gaya.
“Arre baap re!” wo haste hue bola, “Mast dikti hai re tu, is fit wali bra mein, aur is chhoti si chaddi mein,” ye keh kar wo mujhe aayine mein ghoorne laga. Mere boobs ko bade pyar se sehlate hue usne mere kaano ko chaata aur bola, “Aap ise hi roz pehna karo, jab bhi mere mere sath rahoge, Malkin. Itne kapde kaafi hai aapke liye, saree aur blouse kis liye? Ghar pe mere sath aise hi rehna. Theek hai?”
Maine sar hilaya. “Dekh lo saale kitna dekhna hai! Loot lo mere ko!”, Main mann mein sochi. “Ek pehalwan se chudwaungi. Dekhne mein bura hai, kaala hai to kya hua? Body to mast hai, aur shayad chodne mein bhi.” Main samajh gayi thi ki wo aaj mujhe nahi chhodhne wala tha.
Ab uska ek hath neeche ki aur gaya, aur meri chut ko pakda.
Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Is Servant Sex Story ke baare mein apne vichaar zaroor bataye.
Agla bhaag padhe:- Bihari Buddha Naukar-3