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Kavya ki purani sex audio chali to maine use sofa par choda

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

“Yeh wali nahi chalani,” Kavya ne phone itna jhatke se ghumaya ki screen meri god tak aa gaya. “Reema ki mehndi ka invitation banana hai. Teri random files nahi.”

Maine screen pakda, lekin usse pehle ek purani file play ho chuki thi. Kavya ki awaaz thi, dheemi aur geeli, mere naam par ruk rahi thi. Woh sex audio itni saaf thi ki Nagpur ke us chhote ghar ka fan bhi use daba nahi paya.

Kavya ka haath air par atak gaya. Kurta ke neeche uski saans tez ho gayi, palazzo ki silwat bhi hil gayi. Phone ki volume kam karne ki jagah woh meri taraf dekhti rahi, jaise file ab bhi uske gale mein atki ho.

“Tune kaha tha tune suna nahi,” usne kaha. Awaaz mein gussa kam, sharm zyada thi.

“Tune bhi yahi kaha tha meri file ke baare mein.” Maine play nahi roka. Uski moans ke beech mera naam dohra, jaise usne us raat socha tha main sun nahi raha.

Invitation ke beech woh file

Reema ki mehndi ka short invitation unhone last Sunday promise kiya tha. Society ke group par daalna tha, isliye aaj shaam yahin rukna pada. Bharat ki is garmi mein Nagpur ka terrace bhi jal raha tha, isliye hum living room ke sofa par hi mic test kar rahe the.

Phone ab bhi usi folder mein tha jahan usne joke ke naam par woh recording bheji thi. Party ke baad ek silly dare tha, dono ne kaha tha yeh sirf awaaz ka khel hai. Uske baad har baar baat mud jaati thi mehndi, Reema, aur committee ki list par.

Kavya ne aakhir volume band kiya. Screen kaala padte hi kamra chhota lagane laga. “Main samajhti thi tu has ke nikal gaya. Isliye invitation par itna zid kiya, taaki yeh file beech mein na aaye.”

“File aayi isliye nahi ki koi machaye. Aayi isliye ki dono jhoot bol rahe the.” Maine phone table par rakh diya, screen neeche. “Agar tu ab bhi sirf invitation chahti hai, main seedha line padh dunga.”

Woh sofa ke kinare se meri taraf khisak aayi. Cotton kurta ka button pehle se dhila tha, uski clavicle par pasina chamak raha tha. “Line baad mein. Pehle yeh bata, meri awaaz sun ke tu ruk kyun gaya tha us din.”

“Isliye ki usmein tu mazak nahi kar rahi thi.” Maine uska haath nahi pakda, sirf itna kaha, “Aaj bhi nahi kar rahi.”

Kavya ne meri t-shirt ki cloth ek ungli se kheench kar chhod di. “Toh ab mat rukk. Invitation se pehle, agar tu nahi chahta to phone uthake bahar baith. Main yahin hoon, aur main rok nahi rahi.”

Uske baad aur koi shart nahi bani. Maine uske honth pakde, usne jawab mein neeche se meri jeans ki belt ki ring ghuma di. Sofa ki back par uski kamar tik gayi, mere ghutne uski palazzo ke beech aa gaye.

Pehla kiss geela tha, doosra tez. Kavya ne meri zubaan pakdi jaise awaaz wapas lena ho. Kurta upar sarakte hi uske bra ka hook ek hi koshish mein khul gaya. Meri hatheli uski chhati par ruki, nipple ke gird hard ho chuke the, aur uski saans meri hathili ke neeche kaanp rahi thi.

“Yahi awaaz thi recording mein,” maine kaha, muh uske gale par. “Ab bina phone ke de.”

Usne meri baat kaat ke meri jeans ka zip utaar diya. Mera lund kapde ke andar se nikalte hi uski mutthi garam pad gayi. Woh dheere se upar neeche ferne lagi, naabhi ke paas apna maatha rakh ke dekh rahi thi jaise confirm kar rahi ho ki joke khatam ho chuka.

Palazzo aur panty ek saath sarak kar takhne par atak gaye. Maine unhe poora utaar diya. Kavya sofa par let gayi, ek taang floor par, doosri meri kamar ke peeche. Uski chut geeli thi, ungli rakhte hi usne meri kalai daba li.

Do ungliyan andar gayi to uski aankhen band ho gayin. Main tez nahi hila, bas usi rhythm par raha jo recording mein tha. Kavya ke muh se wohi naam nikla, is baar bina speaker ke. Uski thighs meri kalai ko kas rahi thin, aur sofa ka ek pair paon se khisak gaya.

“Condom nikal,” usne kaha, saans ke beech. Maine wallet se packet liya, phaada, aur lund par chadha liya. Rubber ki tanav ke baad bhi uski nazar wahi rahi. Usne khud guide kiya, aur main dheere se andar gaya.

Kamre mein dono ruke

Pehla dhakka pura nahi tha. Kavya ne meri gardan pakad ke mujhe aur kareeb khincha, phir khud neeche se uthi. Jab lund poora baitha, dono ek second ke liye ruke. Fan ki hawa uske paseene ko thanda kar rahi thi, lekin andar garmi kam nahi hui.

Phir movement shuru hui, chhoti aur tight. Kavya ke nakhoon meri peeth par chalne lage. Main uski chut ke upar wale hisse ko anguthe se ragadta raha, kyunki recording mein bhi usne wahi jagah maangi thi. Ab maangne ki zaroorat nahi padi. Uski awaaz khud nikal rahi thi, kabhi dabi, kabhi khuli.

Sofa ke cushion neeche sarakte rahe. Maine ek haath uske baal mein daala, doosra uski kamar par. Kavya ne meri t-shirt sir ke upar se kheench li, kapda floor par gira. Chamdi chamdi se takrai to uski nipples meri chhati se chipak gayin.

Beech mein usne mujhe bahar nikal ke khud upar baith gayi. Palazzo door pada tha, kurta sofa ke arm par latak raha tha. Kavya ne lund ko chut ke muh par rakh ke dheere se duboya, phir poori tarah baith gayi. Uski thighs meri thighs ke bahar thi, aur har baithak par uski chhati mere muh ke saamne aa jaati.

Maine ek nipple chusa, doosre ko ungli se dabaya. Kavya ki kamar gol ghoomne lagi. Condom ke through bhi uski garmi saaf thi. Jab uski rhythm tej hui, maine uske hip pakad ke neeche se dhakke diye, taaki woh sirf upar se mehnat na kare.

“Wahi… wahi rakh,” usne kaha, aur meri ungli apni chut ke upar dabaye rakhi. Main usi point par raha. Kavya ki saansein tootne lagi, pet sakda, phir woh meri gardan mein muh gaad ke kamp gayi. Uski chut ne lund ko itna kasa ki main bhi ruka, taaki jaldi khatam na ho jaun.

Kamp khatam hote hi usne mujhe wapas sofa par dhakela. Ab meri peeth cushion par thi, Kavya neeche se khol ke meri taangon ke beech aa gayi. Usne condom ke upar se lund ko muh mein liya, geeli awaaz nikalte hue, phir chhod ke upar chadh gayi.

Is baar angle gehra tha. Maine uski dono kalaai sofa ke kinare pakad li. Dhakke lambe ho gaye. Kavya ka sir peeche gaya, gale ki nass khinch gayi, aur uske muh se wohi moans aayi jo pehle speaker se aa rahi thin. Farq itna tha ki ab meri kamar bhi uske saath hil rahi thi.

Table par pada phone kaala hi raha. Invitation ki script uske saath thi, lekin koi nahi uthane gaya. Hindustan ke is hisse mein log mehndi ke message ko late night tak wait karte hain, Recema ke group mein bhi yahi hona tha, lekin us pal sirf do log the aur ek band kamra.

Kavya ne meri kalaai chhudai, phir khud apni chut ke upar haath rakh liya. Main uske andar hi raha, dhakke chhote karke usi jagah ghisne laga jahan uski ungli thi. Uski aankhen khuli rahi, meri taraf, jaise check kar rahi ho ki main bhi wahi hoon jo awaaz mein naam le raha tha.

Doosri darrar uske pet mein utri to usne meri kamar kas li. Main uske saath nahi ruka. Condom ke andar pressure badha, maine aur gehre dhakke diye, Kavya ke muh se ek lambi saans nikli, aur main uske andar hi khatam hua. Kamp meri rahe tak chala, uski thighs meri sides par kaanpti rahi.

Thodi der sirf fan chala. Maine lund bahar nikaala, condom utaar ke tissue mein bandha, koi talaash nahi ki. Kavya meri chhati par maatha rakh ke leti rahi, ungli meri pansoole par. Kapde ab bhi mix the, bra sofa ke neeche, meri jeans ghutne par.

“Invitation abhi bhi banana hai,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha, hasi nahi. “Committee saat baje hall mein hai.”

Maine uske baal hataye. “Toh abhi uth. Line ready hai.”

Woh uthi, palazzo pehne, kurta ke button lagaye, bra wapas kas li. Mirror nahi dekha. Phone uthaya, naya recording screen khola, purani file usne lock folder mein daal di jo pehle se thi. Meri nazar us lock par ruki, usne koi explanation nahi di.

Committee ke liye nikalna

Kavya khidki ke paas khadi hokar ek hi take mein invitation bol gayi. Awaaz saaf thi, mehndi, time, society hall, Reema ka naam. Koi moan nahi, koi meri taraf nazar nahi. Jab file save hui, usne mujhe sirf itna dikhaya ki duration untees second hai.

Jeans maine pehle hi kheench li thi. T-shirt floor se utha ke pahan li. Kavya ne stole kandhe par daali, phone apni pocket mein rakha, chappal pehne. Sofa par ab sirf gadda teda tha, aur table par pani ka glass.

Darwaze par ruk ke usne kaha, “Group par main daal dungi. Tu yahin se mat aana hall.” Yeh koi mazak nahi tha, na koi next plan. Bas itna ki public awaaz alag rahe.

Maine sir hilaya. Kavya nikal gayi. Latch lagi, phir uski chappal ki talon siidhi seedhi corridor mein gayi, lift ka button daba, aur awaaz kat gayi.

Kamre mein fan hi chalta raha. Maine glass uthaya, pani piya, phone table par pada tha meri taraf screen neeche. Invitation uske saath chala gaya. Purani file wahi rahi jahan usne lock ki, aur sofa par meri hatheli ke nishan dheeme padte gaye.

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