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To dosto is kahani mein main jis ladki ki baat karne jaa raha hu. Uska naam Nasreen hai. Uski age 18 saal hai aur height 5 feet hai. Uska rang thoda saawla hai. Lekin Nasreen ki kam height aur saawla rang hone ke baad bhi wo kaafi mast dikhti hai.
Nasreen ke boobs dekh kar hi mann karta hai, ke unko dabata rahu aur unko choos-choos ke doodh nikaal lu. Uski tight chut mein jab lund jata hai, to aisa lagta hai, ki uski chut ne mere lund ko chaaro taraf se tight se pakad liya ho.
Nasreen mere ghar ke theek saamne wali building mein rehti hai, jiski khidki theek mere ghar ke saamne hi hai. Usko main tab se jaanta hu, jab se wo mere mohalle mein aayi thi. Us waqt Nasreen ki age sirf 12 saal thi, aur main 19 saal ka tha. Par ab wo 18 ki hai aur main 25 ka ho gaya hu.
Nasreen ke boobs dekh kar hi mann karta hai, ke unko dabata rahu aur unko choos-choos ke doodh nikaal lu. Uski tight chut mein jab lund jata hai, to aisa lagta hai, ki uski chut ne mere lund ko chaaro taraf se tight se pakad liya ho.
Nasreen mere ghar ke theek saamne wali building mein rehti hai, jiski khidki theek mere ghar ke saamne hi hai. Usko main tab se jaanta hu, jab se wo mere mohalle mein aayi thi. Us waqt Nasreen ki age sirf 12 saal thi, aur main 19 saal ka tha. Par ab wo 18 ki hai aur main 25 ka ho gaya hu.
Shuru-shuru mein to main uski taraf koi dhyan nahi deta tha. Lekin kuch 6 month pehle jab main usko apni khidki par dekha, to usko dekhta hi reh gaya. Ab wo kaafi sexy, aur taraf se jawaan ho gayi thi. 6 month pehle jab maine usko dekha tha, tab se hi main usko pataane ke bahaane sochne lag gaya tha.
Ek din main apne ghar ki balcony mein khada tha. Tabhi meri nazar Nasreen par padi. Wo apni khidki ke paas khadi ho kar baahar dekh rahi thi. Main usko dekhne laga, aur dekhte hi dekhte meri nazar uske 34″ ke boobs par padi. Main uske boobs ko dekhta hi reh gaya.
Abhi main usko pyar bhari nigaaho se dekh hi raha tha, ki uski nazar mujh par padi, aur maine apni nazar us par se hata li. Lekin wo samajh gayi thi, ki main uske boobs dekh raha tha. To usne ek dupatta apne gale par rakh diya, jisse uska seena cover ho gaya.
Uske baad jab bhi main free hota, to khaas kar usko dekhne ke liye balcony mein khada rehta tha. Kabhi mujhe wo nazar aati thi, to kabhi nahi aati thi. Lekin raat ke 9 baje wo roz mujhe apni khidki par dikti thi.
Fir aise hi kayi din guzar gaye, aur ab wo bhi mujhe chori-chupke se dekhne lagi. Jab main usko dekhta tha, to wo apni nazar idhar-udhar kar leti thi. Ek din wo apni maa ke sath khadi ho kar baat kar rahi thi, aur main bas usko hi dekh raha tha. Wo bhi baar-baar mujhe dekh rahi thi, aur thodi bahut smile bhi de rahi thi.
Mujhe ab samajh aa gaya tha, ki main aaram se Nasreen ko pata loonga. Isliye main ab sahi mauke ka intezaar karne laga tha. Main soch raha tha, ki jab wo akeli kahi mujhe mil jaye, to main usse baat karunga.
Ek din main office se ghar aa raha tha, ki tabhi mujhe raaste mein Nasreen dikhi. Uske sath ek ladki thi, to main apni bike ko rok kar side mein usko dekhne laga. Lekin kuch der chalne ke baad, wo ladki ek gali mein chali gayi. Uske baad Nasreen akele chal rahi thi.
Main bhi uske peeche-peeche apni bike lekar gaya. Fir jaise hi maine dekha, ki sunsaan jagah aa gayi, wahi par maine theek uske aage le-jaa kar bike khadi kar di. Ye dekh kar wo chaunk gayi, par uske face par ek ajeeb si sharmeeli muskaan thi.
Fir maine usko kaha: Mujhe tumse baat karni hai.
To wo mujhse boli: Kya baat hai? Aapko to maine bola tha, ki mera number lelo, aur usi par message kar lena.
Fir usne apna mobile mere hath mein de diya, aur idhar-udhar dekhne lagi, ki kahi kisi ne dekha to nahi. Us beech maine apna number uske mobile par type karke diya, aur waha se nikal gaya.
Uske baad se main uski call ya message ke intezaar mein tha. Lekin uski naa to koi call aayi, aur naa hi koi message. Par mujhe poora yakeen tha, ki wo message zaroor karegi. Fir theek doosre din 3 baje din mein mere paas message aaya-
Nasreen: Kya baat karni hai aapko?
Par us waqt main office mein tha, to maine usko sirf itna bola-
Main: Main ghar aake tumse baat karta hu.
Wo bas ‘ok’ boli, aur main apne kaam par lag gaya. Fir raat ke 10 baje maine usko message kiya-
Main: Hello.
To usne bhi fauran mere message ka jawaab dete hue kaha-
Nasreen: Hanji boliye, main aapke hi message ki wait mein thi. Ab boliye kya baat karni hai aapko?
Fir maine bhi der na karte hue, Nasreen ko bol diya-
Main: Nasreen, main tumhe pasand karne laga hu. Mujhe tumse mohobbat ho gayi hai. Waise meri taraf se koi zabardasti nahi hai. Agar tumhe acha nahi laga ho, to koi baat nahi. Uske liye main sorry bolta hu.
Itna bolne ke baad main aur kuch nahi bola. Wo message seen karne ke baad bhi kuch nahi boli. Fir theek 1 ghante ke baad, usne mujhe message kiya-
Nasreen: Main bhi shayad aapko like karne lagi hu. Par main keh nahi payi .
Iske baad hum dono ne ek-doosre ko propose kiya, aur fir hum log roz hi ek-doosre se baate karne lage. Wo mujhe kisi biwi ki tarah treatment dene lagi, jaise ki wo meri girlfriend nahi biwi ho. Wo khaana-peena, sona, uthna, sab cheezo ka khayaal rakhne lagi.
Lekin dosto mera maksad usko patana ya usko propose karna nahi tha. Bhale hi mujhe uske sath setting karne mein koi mehnat nahi lagi. Lekin mujhe iski koi khushi nahi thi. Mera maksad to uski kamsin chut ko haasil karna tha. Jiske liye mera lund pagal ho raha tha.
Jitni aasani se wo mujhse set ho gayi thi, utni aasani se wo sex ke liye raazi nahi hui thi. Hum log raat mein chatting karte the. Main usko sexy photos bhi bhejta tha, jis par wo mood mein bhi aa jati thi. Phone par kayi baar jab-jab main usko sex ke liye bolta tha, to wo maan jati thi. Par jab bhi milne aati thi, to mujhe siwa kiss ke kuch nahi milta tha.
Ek din maine jaan-boojh kar gussa hone ka naatak kiya. Maine usko bola-
Main: Tum sirf muh se mujhe apna bolti ho. Par dil se nahi maanti ho.
To wo mujhse boli: Main aapko apna husband maanti hu.
Fir main bola: Agar husband maanti, to mujhe tum daalne ke liye nahi rokti.
Is par Nasreen boli: Aapke liye kuch bhi kar sakti hu. Par agar kuch aisa-waisa ho gaya to kya hoga?
Fir main mauke ki nazakat ko samajhte hue sirf itna bola-
Main: Theek hai, kam se kam se upar-upar se to karne dogi?
Jis par wo maan gayi aur boli: Theek hai. Par upar se kya karoge aap?
To main bola: Mujhe tumhare doodh choosne hai.
Ye sun kar wo thoda sharma gayi, aur fir boli-
Nasreen: Kaise choosoge?
To main bola: Ab jis din milogi, us din dekh lena, kaise choosta hu main.
Wo in sab baato se garam ho gayi thi. Aur main bhi andar hi andar ye jaan raha tha, ki jab main uske boobs par apna kabza jama loonga, us din mujhe wo khud hi apni chut de degi.
Fir maine usko bola: Chalo kisi park mein.
To Nasreen boli: Nahi park mein nahi, koi dekh lega. Waha main uncomfortable rahungi.
To maine bola: To fir mere ghar mein aa jao.
Is par wo maan gayi, aur boli-
Nasreen: Kal ammi-abbu dono market jayenge, aur aate-aate unko raat ho jayegi. To main kal 2 baje aapke ghar aa jaungi.
Main bhi raazi ho gaya. Fir doosre din wo theek waqt par hi mere ghar aa gayi. Maine usko jaldi se andar kiya, taaki koi usko mere ghar ke andar aata naa dekh le. Room ke andar aate hi maine usko sofe par bitha diya, aur khud uske sath baith gaya. Fir hum dono juice peene lage.
Wo kaafi mast lag rahi thi. Usne ek royal-blue kurti aur salwar pehne the. Fir jab uske hontho se juice baahar ki taraf aane laga, to maine usko chaat liya. Wo bahut hi sharmayi si lag rahi thi.
Tab maine usko bola: Chalo ab mujhe apna doodh pilao.
Mere aisa bolne se wo sharma gayi, aur usne apne chehre par hath rakh liye. Maine uske hath ko pakad kar chehre se hataya, aur uski raseele hontho ko choosne laga.
Shuru-shuru mein to hum log normal kiss hi kar rahe the. Par aahista-aahista Nasreen mujhe french kiss karne lagi. Aur main Nasreen ke boobs ko masalne laga. Uske baad main uske gale par kiss karta raha. Ab uski garam saanse mujhe feel ho rahi thi.
Aaise hi karte-karte maine uski kameez ko upar kiya. Neeche usne bra pehni hui thi. Us waqt maine usko bra ke upar se hi ek kiss uske boobs par ki. Mere muh ke touch se wo kaamp gayi. Fir maine uski bra ko poora khol diya, aur uske nipples ko apni zubaan se chaata, aur usko zubaan se ragadne laga.
Nasreen madhosh hone lagi, aur main uske boobs ko muh mein bhar kar choosne laga. Ab wo ajeeb-ajeeb si awaaze karne lagi. Uske muh se umm aaamm ahhh hhhaaa ki awaaze aa rahi thi. Jaise-jaise main uske boobs choos raha tha, waise-waise main apne maqsad mein kamyaab hota dikh raha tha.
Nasreen ke madhosh hone se hi main uski chut haasil kar sakta tha. Main bhi behad garam ho gaya tha. Aur ab tak main kapdo mein hi tha. Lekin mera lund pant faad dena chaah raha tha. Fir kuch der mein maine apne t-shirt ko khol diya. Uske baad main Nasreen ke chest par bite karne laga.
Nasreen poore shabaab par thi, aur mujhe ye mauka theek laga. Fir main uske boobs ko zor-zor se choosne laga? jisse Nasreen ko dard hua. Tabhi wo boli-
Nasreen: Thoda dheere kariye naa.
Fir main apna ek hath Nasreen ki salwar mein daalne laga, jis par Nasreen ne mera face dekha. Lekin usne kuch nahi bola.
Mujhe Nasreen ki khamoshi green signal jaisi lagi. Fir main bagair ruke apne left hand ko Nasreen ki chut par le gaya, aur chut ke ched ko chaaro taraf se sehlane laga. Nasreen ki chut geeli ho chuki thi, jisko ragadne mein aur bhi maza aa raha tha.
Fir main Nasreen ki chut mein apni ek ungli daalne laga. Aur andar ungli daal kar andar-baahar karne laga. Ab Nasreen poori tarah se mere kaabu mein thi. Fir maine Nasreen ki salwar ke feete ko khola, aur usko poora nanga kar diya. Usko bed par lita kar main uske hontho par zordaar kiss karne laga.
Usi beech Nasreen mere lund par hath le gayi, jo ab tak pant ke andar tha. Wo pant ke upar se hi mere lund ko ragadne lagi. Maine bhi fauran apni pant kholi, aur Nasreen par chadh gaya. Mera lund Nasreen ki chut ke upar tha. Par chut ke ched se alag tha.
Nasreen bhi ab lund andar lena chaahti thi. Par wo khul kar nahi bol rahi thi. Fir maine apna lund chut ke ched par tika diya, aur Nasreen ke gale par kiss karne laga. Nasreen ab lambi-lambi saanse le rahi thi.
Fir main Nasreen se bola: Kya bol rahi ho?
To Nasreen boli: Jo ho raha hai, ho jaane dijiye. Par bachha nahi rehna chahiye mere pet mein.
Itna hi sunna tha mujhe. Fir tabhi maine Nasreen ki dono taango ko failaya, aur uski chut ke paas apna muh laga liya. Uske baad maine uski chut ke tasty rass ko choos liya, aur fir Nasreen par chadh kar apna lund uski chut ke muh par set kiya. Fir aahista-aahista main lund andar karne laga.
Par Nasreen ki chut bilkul kuwaari thi, isliye usko dard hone laga. Ab wo meri peeth par nakhun chubhaane lagi. Ab mujhse bhi nahi raha gaya, to maine Nasreen ki dono taango ko apni peeth par rakha, aur aahiste-aahiste lund se andar ki taraf pressure dene laga.
Par kuch second mein maine apna aadha lund Nasreen ki chut mein utaar diya. Nasreen ke muh se cheekh nikal gayi, aur wo mujhe lund baahar nikaalne ko boli. Lekin main nahi ruka aur aahiste-aahiste apna lund Nasreen ki chut ke andar tak pahuncha diya.
Mera lund ab poora andar jaa chuka tha, aur Nasreen ro padi thi. Nasreen ko ab samajh aa chuka tha, ki main ab nahi rukne wala tha. Tabhi main aahiste-aahiste apna lund Nasreen ki chut mein andar-baahar karne laga.
Nasreen bhi ab dheere-dheere shaant ho rahi thi, aur main chudai shuru kar chuka tha. Apne har push ke baad apni speed bhi badhata gaya, aur dekhte hi dekhte de dana dan short maarne laga.
Ab Nasreen ne mujhe zor se hug kar liya, aur mere short ke jawaab mein kamar ko utha-utha kar chudne lagi. Ab Nasreen aahhh aahh kar rahi thi, aur aankhen band karke meri peeth ko pakad rahi thi.
Nasreen ki chut to mere lund ko zabardast tareeke se pakdi hui thi, jaise kisi ne apni mutthi mein pakad rakha ho. Nasreen 2 baar jhad chuki thi, aur ab meri baari thi. 35 minute lagataar main Nasreen ko chodta raha. Chodte-chodte jaise hi mera jhadne wala tha, to maine apna lund uski chut se nikaal kar uske boobs par apna maal nikaal diya.
Mera paani Nasreen ke pet se boobs tak bhar gaya tha, aur Nasreen mere saamne aankhen band karke leti hui thi. Fir main uske bagal mein let gaya, to Nasreen mujhe pakad kar so gayi. 20 minute ke baad jab wo uthi, to fauran mere washroom jaa kar nahane lagi. Jab wo wapas aayi, to wo mujhe boli-
Nasreen: Ab to khush hai naa aap?
To main bola: Bahut khush hu.
Fir Nasreen boli: Aap to khush ho, par mere vagina mein kaafi dard ho raha hai.
To main bola: First time hai naa, isliye.
Fir hum dono bed par let kar baate karne lage. Mujhe ek round aur karne ka mann tha, par Nasreen mana karne lagi. Wo bol rahi thi, ki usko dard ho raha tha, aur maine bhi usko zyada force nahi kiya. Fir shaam ke 6 baje Nasreen apne ghar chali gayi.
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