Baharwali ki gaand maari – Part 1

Ye kahani shuru hoti hain aaj se 2 saal pehle. Meri biwi ki ek friend thi jise main pasand karta tha. Height 5 feet 8 inches, rang gora, 36 ke boobs size aur 40 ki gaand thi uski. Usko bachha hone ke baad uski gaand fel gayi thi. Aur mujhe woh gaand pasand thi aur mujhe chodhne ke liye chahiye thi kisi bhi haalat mein.

Khair, ek din maine usko msg kiya apni biwi ki shikayat karne ke bahane. Haala ke mujhe lagaa nahi tha woh respond karegi par usne kiya. Maine use apni aur biwi ke beech ki baatein share karna shuru kiya. Pehle main use roz marra ki baatein share karta, lekin kuch samay baad main apni sex life ki details uske saath share karne laga.

Ek din maine use kahaa ki, “Tumhari dost mujhe uski gaand nahi maarne deti.”

Haala ke mujhe lagaa kahin woh bura na maan jaaye ke main uski dost ke baare main aisa keh raha hu. Magar uska response aaya, “Kyun nahi maarne deti apni gaand tumhe?”

Maine kaha, “Woh purane khayalat ki hain. Use ye sab nahi pasand. Woh naya kuch try hi nahi karti.”

Usne mujhse pucha, “Naya matlab?”

Maine fir khulke usse kaha, “Jaise mera lund muh main nahi leti, mujhe use doggy style main chodhna hain, woh nahi karne deti. Gaand maarni hain, lekin woh mana kar deti hain. Mujhe apni chut mein ungli daalne nahi deti. Pata nahi kyun aisi hain woh. Jab bhi chodne chadhta hu uske upar toh aisa lagta hain kisi randi ko chodh raha hu paise deke, jo sirf shot maaro aur jao… yahi chahti hain.”

Iske baad uska response aaya, “Arey, ye toh galat hain… aakhir aap uske pati ho. Aapko pura haq hain use jaise chaho, chodho. Main use samjhaungi.”

Maine kaha, “Nahi… aap mat baat karo usse. Use bura lagega ke maine ye sab aapke saath share kiya hain.”

Fir maine usse himmat karke puch hi liya, “Kahin hum dono mil sakte hain?”

Mujhe laga ke manaa kar degi. Par uska jawab aaya, “Thik hain X mall mein milte hain kal dopahar ko.”

Mujhe laga ab toh baat ban gayi. Maine Kaha, “Thik hain… kal milte hain fir.”

Ab agle din ki khushi main ke aaj toh bas uski gaand maarne mil hi jaegi. Maine raat ko saari taiyaari kar li. Tel, Vaseline, condom… sab pack kar liya.

Agle din dopahar ko main X mall pohonch gaya. Maine yellow shirt green pants pehni thi. Chodhne mein aasani ho, uske liye maine underwear nahi pehni thi. Woh aayi. Usne black salwar kameez pehni thi. Baal peeche bandhe hue, naak mein choti si nath aur haatho mein gold bangles pehni thi. Hum dono food court mein mile.

Woh baithi aur hum dono ne baat chit shuru ki. Haala ke hum ek dusre ko bahot time se jaante the lekin aise akele pehli baar mil rahe the. Hum baate karte gaye aur waqt ka pata nahi chala. Dopahar ki shaam ho gayi.

Maine use kaha, “Chalo, mall explore karte hain.”

Usne kaha, “Thik hain.”

Hum lift ki taraf gaye par lift aa nahi rahi thi. Toh maine kaha, “Stairs se chalte hain.”

Jab hum ‘exit’ stairs ke andar aaye toh dekha ekdum sannata tha. Food court third floor pe tha aur uske upar mujhe shayad koi jagah mil jaye. Toh maine kahan, “Chalo, upar chal ke dekhte hain.”

Usne pucha, “Kyun?”

Maine kahan, “Aise hi.”

Upar gaye toh wahan bhi sannata, magar ek khaali jagah thi jahan koi aa jaa nahi kar raha tha. Woh lift generator ka room the piche; uski aawaz aa rahi thi, bas.

Maine kaha, “Baithte hain idhar…”

Usne kahan, “Thik hain.”

Jab hum dono ek dusre ke bagal mein baithe, main sirf uske laal hothon ko dekh raha tha. Usne pucha, “Kya dekh rahe ho?”

Maine apna haath uske chin pe rakha aur mere hothon ko uske hothon ke kareeb le gaya aur mere hothon ko uske hothon pe rakh diya aur use choosne laga. Mujhe laga woh mujhe piche kar degi magar usne kiya nahi waisa.

Aur woh bhi mere hothon ko choosne lagi. Meri zubaan maine uske muh mein daali aur usne woh bhi choosi. Fir maine uski zabaan ko chusa aur fir hothon ko choosa aur dheere se haath uske boobs pe rakha aur dabane laga.

Usne siskari bhari, “Aaaahhhh.. Dheere se..”

Fir maine uski kameez pe haath daala aur utarne laga par woh mana kar rahi thi. Usne kaha, “Koi dekh lega ya koi aa jaega toh meri izzat kharab ho Jaegi.”

Maine kaha, “Nahi… koi nahi aayega. Itna sannata hain koi aaya bhi toh aawaz aayegi uske pairo ki. Tum fikar mat karo.”

Ye sunkar woh thori shaant hui aur maine uski kameez nikal di. Uske 36 inch ke boobs padded bra main jakde hue the jo ki black colour ki thi. Maine uski bra unhook ki aur nikal di.

Uske nipples bade bade aur khade the bilkul. Aisa lag raha tha jaise ke mujhe bula rahe ho ke, “Aao choos lo.”

Maine apne hoth uske nipples ki taraf le gaya aur use choosne laga.

Usne zor se chillaya, “Aaaahhhh.. kya kar rahe ho? Kaato mat… mujhe dard ho raha hain.”

Maine uski suni nahi aur daanto se thora kaat raha tha aur choos raha tha uske nipples.

Fir thori der baad usko zameen par letaya aur uski salwar nikal di. Ab woh sirf panty mein thi jo ke brown color ki thi aur gili ho chuki thi uski choot ki jagah par. Maine dheere se uski panty bhi utarna shuru kiya. Woh thora hichkhichayi par resist nahi kar rahi thi zyaada. Fir maine uski puri panty utar di.

Ab woh nangi mere saamne leti hui thi; sharma rahi thi. Mujhe dekh nahi rahi thi. Maine uski dono taango ko pakda aur faila diya. Uski gili choot mujhe saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Maine apne hothon ko uske choot ke opening par laaya aur lick kiya. Woh zor se siskiyayi, “Aahhhhh…”

Fir maine uski choot chaatna shuru kiya aur apni do ungliyo ko uske choot ke darwaze par rakha aur andar ghusa diya. Kya garam choot thi uski! Gili aur tight. Bachha hone ke baad bhi itni tight thi, ye mujhe nahi lagaa tha.

Ab main use apni ungliyo se chodhne laga. Dheere dheere fir tez aur tez. Maine itni tezi se uski choot chodhi ungliyo se ke usko mera haath pakadna pada rokne ke liye. Mujhe samajh aa gaya tha ke woh jhad chuki hain. Woh uthi, mujhe apni baahon main liya aur zoro se kiss kiya.

Fir maine use pakda aur usko kutiya banaya. Woh aage se jhuk gayi jiski wajah se uske boobs zameen pe lagne lage aur gaand upar uth ke aayi uski.

Maine apni ab pant utari aur mera 7 inch ka lund, jo puri tarah se khada tha, uske upar tel lagaya. Fir apni ungliyo mein Vaseline lekar uski gaand pe lagaya.

Woh mudi aur pucha, “Ye kya kar rahe ho?”

Maine kaha, “Gaand mein tumhari Vaseline laga raha hu. Choot toh tumhara husband chodhta hi hoga… aaj main tumhari gaand maarunga.”

Ye sun ke woh thoda ghabra gayi aur kaha, “Nahi… bahot dard hoga. Maine kabhi apni gaand nahi marwayi hain.”

Ye sunke mujhe gussa aaya aur maine zor se uski gaand pe thappad maara aur kaha, “Tum chup raho. Pehle dard hoga thora… fir mazaa aane lagega.”

Ye kehkar achanak se maine apna lund uske gaand ke ched pe rakha aur zor se ghusa diya. Ek dard bhari aawaz uske muh se nikli, “Aaaaahhh… ufff… nikalo please. Mujhse nahi ho raha.”

Ye sunke main ruk gaya aur apna lund uski gaand mein fasa ke rakha. Fir 2 min baad maine uski gaand chodhna shuru kiya.

Pehle dheere dheere. Aur ab uski dard bhari awaz siskiyo mein badal gayi.

“Aah… hmm… ufff… aaah..”

Aur ab maine apni speed badhayi. Uske upar chadh gaya. Aur jaise ek kutta zor se apni kutiya ko chodhta hain, waise hi main bhi use zor zor se chodhne laga.

Use ab mazaa aa raha tha full. Aur ab main jhadne wala tha. Ek zor se push kiya uski gaand mein maine apne lund se aur mera saara paani uske gaand ke andar chod diya. Aur maine apna lund wahi atka ke rakha.

Thori der baad maine apna lund nikala magar ek bhi boond mere paani ki uski gaand se bahar nahi aayi.

Woh jab mud ke uthne gayi toh ladkadha rahi thi. Maine kaha, “Baith jao…”

Magar woh baith bhi nahi pa rahi thi. Maine usko panty pehnai aur bra pehnai. Usne fir apne kapde pehne.

Fir hum log bahar aa gaye mall se aur uske baad se woh hamara thikana ho gaya chodhne ke liye.

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Agle part mein bataunga ke kaise maine usko convince kiya mere se pregnant hone ko.