Yaadein – Bangalore mein pehli asli chudai ke maze-8

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Tabhi Ansh ne mere top ke nichle hisse ko pakda aur use upar kheenchne laga. Wahin wo pal tha jab mujh par meri ‘sharam’ haavi ho gayi. Maine pehle kabhi kisi mard ke saamne apna badan nahi khola tha, BF ke saamne bhi nahi.

Maine turant apne hath neeche kiye aur top ko neeche kheenchne lagi, bin kahe use resist (rok) karne lagi. Mere chehre par bechaini thi. Par Ansh ki aankhon mein sirf ek hi dhun thi—mujhe nanga dekhne ki.

Usne thoda aur zor lagaya aur dheere se kaha, ‘Surbhi… darr mat, tum bahut pyari ho.’ Usne mera top utaarne ki koshish baar-baar ki aur meri kamzor padti koshishon ke sath usne ek jhatke mein mera top nikaal kar side mein fenk diya.

Jaise hi thandi hawa meri nangi skin se takrayi, main ghabra gayi. Maine turant apne dono hath apni chest (seene) par cross kar liye aur apne boobs ko dhakne ki koshish karne lagi. Main sharam se laal ho gayi thi aur meri nazrein neeche jhuk gayi thi.

Par Ansh us raat rukne wala nahi tha. Usne mere hatho ko, jo maine apni chest par kas rakhe the, bade haq se pakda aur unhe dheere-dheere par mazbooti se phaila diya.

Mera badan ab poori tarah uske saamne khula tha—sirf meri black lace bra meri izzat bacha rahi thi. Isse pehle ki main dobara khud ko dhakne ki koshish karti, Ansh ne apna sar jhukaya aur seedha mere cleavage ke beech apna muh ghusa diya.

Uske hontho ki garmahat aur uski jeebh jab mere seene ke beech wali lakeer se takrayi, to mere jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Main peeche ki aur jhuki aur mere sath-sath Ansh bhi aage jhuka. Par meri clevage se muh baahar nahi nikala aur usne apni dono hatheliyon se meri bra ke upar se hi mere boobs ko zor-zor se masalna shuru kar diya.

Wo dabav itna sakht tha ki mujhe meetha sa dard mehsoos ho raha tha—wahi dard jisne pehli baar mere andar ek ajeeb si ‘bhookh’ jagayi. Main uski thighs par baithi tharthara rahi thi, aur har ragad ke sath mera jism aur bhi zyada bebas hota jaa raha tha.

Ansh meri cleavage mein apna chehra ragadte hue gandi tarah se saansein le raha tha, aur uski ungliyan meri bra ke kapde ko meri skin par ragad rahi thi.

Ansh ne jab cleavage se apna muh hataya, to uski aankhon mein deewangi ka ek alag hi rang tha. Isse pehle ki main saans bhi le paati, usne dobara mere hontho ko apne kabze mein le liya. Is baar uski kiss mein ek haq tha, ek hukumat thi.

Main uski thighs par baithi hui bebas thi. Aur theek usi waqt maine mehsoos kiya ki uske hath meri nangi peeth par slip hue aur meri bra ke hook tak pahunch gaye.

Mujhe samajh aa gaya ki ab kya hone wala tha. Mere dimaag mein ek jhatka laga aur maine apne hatho se uske hatho ko rokne ki koshish ki. Thoda kasmasayi par nashe aur Ansh ki mardangi ne mujhe kamzor kar diya tha. Maine dabi hui awaaz mein ‘Nahi Ansh…’ kehne ki koshish ki, par usne ek hi jhatke mein hook khol diya.

Agle hi pal, maine mehsoos kiya ki meri bra dheeli ho gayi. Ansh ne bina roka-toki kiye meri black lace bra ko mere badan se nikala aur use hall ke andhere mein door phenk diya.

Hall ki halki dhundhli roshni mein, pehli baar mere boobs poori tarah azaad aur nange uske saamne the. Wo thandak jab nipples se takrayi, to mere jism mein ek kapkapahat daud gayi.

Maine sharam ke maare apni aankhein band kar li. Ansh ne apne dono hatho se mere nange boobs ko apni hatheliyon mein bhar liya. Uska garam touch meri nangi skin par itna intense tha ki mere muh se ek lambi aur gehri siskari nikli.

Main uski thighs par baithi hui tharthara rahi thi, aadhi nangi haalat mein, jahan mera dimaag ab bhi bhaagne ko keh raha tha, par mera jism Ansh ke har touch par pighal kar geela hota jaa raha tha.

Ansh ne jaise hi mere nange boobs ko apne hatho mein bhara, mujhe laga mera dil baahar aa jayega. Lekin wo sirf masalne tak nahi ruka. Usne apna sar jhukaya aur mere ek nipple ko apne hontho mein lekar zor se bite kar liya.

Dard ki ek tez lehar mere seene se hoti hui seedha meri chut tak gayi. Mere muh se ek cheekh nikli. Wo dard itna achanak aur itna ‘sharp’ tha ki mera jism Ansh ki thighs par ek-dum se akad gaya. Par ajeeb baat thi—us dard ke peeche-peeche maze ki ek aisi lehar aayi jisne mujhe sunn kar diya.

Ansh ne doosre nipple ke sath bhi wahi kiya. Uske daant jab meri nangi skin par gade, to mujhe laga ki ab main control kho rahi thi. Main uski thighs par baithi hui tadapne lagi. Mera sar peeche sofa par rakha tha. Wo mitha dard mujhe ek aisi duniya mein le jaa raha tha jahan ‘galat’ aur ‘sahi’ ki pehchan khatam ho rahi thi.

Us dard aur maze ki mil-juli lehar ne mujhe pagal kar diya tha. Theek usi waqt, uska ek hath meri tight jeans ke upar se hi meri dono taangon ke beech meri geeli chut par jam gaya. Usne apni hatheli se mujhe wahan itni zor se masla ki meri aankhein band ho gayi aur main uske kandhe par jhuk gayi.

Ansh ko samajh aa gaya tha ki main poori tarah pighal chuki hu. Usne mujhe apni janghon se uthaya aur sofa par peeth ke bal lita diya. Agle hi pal wo mere upar tha, uska poora wazan mujh par tha aur mere nange boobs uski chest se ragad kha rahe the. Hall ki dhundhli roshni mein uska chehra hawas se bhara tha.

Usne bina waqt gawaye apna hath meri jeans ke button par rakha. Jab maine uske lund ki sakhti apni thighs ke beech mehsoos ki, aur usne meri jeans ka button kholne shuru kiye, to mera dimaag ek-dum se jhatke ke sath hosh mein aaya. Meri jeans ki zip neeche girne ki awaaz ne mere andar darr paida kar diya.

Mujhe laga ki ab agar main nahi ruki, to sab kuch khatam ho jayega. Maine apne dono hath uske seene par rakhe aur use poori taaqat se dhakka diya. Wo thoda ladkhadaya aur peeche hua. Par uski aankhon mein nasha itna zyada tha ki wo haar maanne ko taiyaar nahi tha.

Wo dobara meri taraf lapka. Par is baar main hosh mein aa chuki thi. Maine apne nange seene ko apne hatho se dhakte hue thoda gusse wali awaaz mein kaha—‘Nahi Ansh! Bas… ye sab nahi! Ye bahut galat hai, main ye sab nahi kar sakti!’

Mahaul ek-dum se bhari ho gaya. Ansh baar-baar koshish karta mere hatho ko hatane ki, ya mujhe dobara litaane ki. Par main har baar uski koshish ko asafal kar deti. Ek ajeeb si kashmakash shuru ho gayi thi. Wo mujhe nanga karne par tula tha, aur main apne nange-pan ko bachane ke liye ladd rahi thi. Mere andar Ansh ne jo aag laga di thi wo bhi bekar ho chuki thi. Hall mein sirf hamari saanson ki awaaz aur meri sakht ‘Naa’ goonj rahi thi.

Jab use samajh aa gaya ki main ab pighalne wali nahi thi. To uske chehre par ek ajeeb si nirasha (disappointment) aayi. Usne meri jeans utarne ki zid chhodh di aur dobara mujhe kiss karne ki koshish ki. Par main usse bhi peechhe hath gayi.

Main sofe se uthi aur sabse pehle paas mein pade apne top ko uthaya. Fir usko pehna apna badan dhakne ke liye aur fir apni bra uthayi aur wahan se jaane lagi. Halaki Ansh ne mujhe rokne ki asafal koshish ki. Par main nahi ruki.

Gate se nikalte hi maine hath mein pakdi bra apni jeb mein dali aur daud laga di. Fir seedha hostel mein aa kar ruki. Us raat maine Ansh ko dhakka de kar apni ‘izzat’ to bacha li thi. Par mere badan par uske daanton ke nishan ne ek aisi bhookh jaga di thi, jo saalon tak dabi rahi. Maine socha tha main bhaag kar jeet gayi thi. Par sach to ye tha ki main apne asli wajood se darr kar bhaagi thi.

Shayad yahi ehsaas paane ke liye main apne BF se sex ki thi, aur uske sath sex itna awkward tha ki main maanne lagi thi ki sex bekaar ki cheez hai.

Par Saalon baad jab Shazid ne mujhe bed par patka, to usne mere dimaag ki wahi purani ‘Na’ ko pehli hi baar mein kuchal diya. Shazid wo mard nahi tha jo ‘Stalemate’ par ruk jaye. Ansh ne mujhe aadha nanga dekh kar chhodh diya tha. BF ke sath sex awkwardness se bhara tha.Par jab Shazid ne mujhe pehli bar choda to mujhe ehsaas hua ki asli chudai kya hoti hai. Kyunki sexual full ke peeche log pagal hote hai aur main bhi Shazid se chudne ke liye pagal hone lagi thi.

Shazid ne na sirf meri sex ki bhookh ko ache se shant kiya, balki usko kayi guna badha bhi diya.

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