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Jaane lagi thi Ishita, phir dukaan mein mujhse lipat gayi

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

Ishita ne dupatta kandhe par daala aur cash drawer ko ek thakri si awaaz ke saath band kiya. Main Aminabad wali attar dukaan ke kaath ke counter ke saamne khada tha, ek chhoti si sheeshi ko ghumata, jaise hisab hi meri rukne ki wajah ho.

Bahar Lucknow ki galiyon mein rickshaw ki ghanti aur shaam ki bheed thi. Bharat ke is purane bazaar mein dukaanein jaldi band ho rahi thin, aur unka purse pehle se uske haath mein tha.

“Hisab kal nikaal lena, Aarav. Main nikal rahi hoon,” unhone kaha, pair darwaze ki taraf badhate hue.

Do kadam ke baad woh ruki. Unki aankhen meri taraf uthin.

“Sach bolun? Kal ka hisab bahana tha. Main jaan ke tumhe yahin rok ke rakha. Tumhe jaate dekh ke mujhe achha nahi lag raha.”

Purse ki strap meri kalaai se takrai. Unki ungliyan wahi tik gayin, na khinchne wali, na dhakelne wali.

“Agar tum bhi rukna chahte ho to bolo. Nahi to main shutter gira deti hoon.”

“Rukta hoon,” maine kaha. “Yahin.”

Jaane se pehle wahi baat

Unhone purse counter par patka jaise woh cheez ab kaam ki nahi. Dupatta girte girte unke kandhon se sarak aaya. Main unke kareeb gaya, aur unhone mera collared shirt ka pehla button khud khola, bina koi natak kiye.

Munh milte hi unki saans meri gardan par garam padne lagi. Main unki kamar pakad kar apni taraf khincha. Salwar ki elastic meri ungliyon ke neeche thi, kameez ki silai unki peeth par khichti hui.

“Yahan se dikhai de jayega,” unhone phusphusaya, lekin pair peeche nahi hate. Counter ki thandi lakdi unki rani ke neeche dabi, aur meri jeans unki thighs se ragad khai.

Maine kameez upar ki, unke bra ke upar se chhati dabayi. Unki aankhen band thin, honth khule. Woh meri belt ki buckle se ladne lagi, aur zipper neeche aate hi mera lund unki hathheli mein aa gaya, garam, tight, seedha.

Unhone halke se masla, phir zor se pakda. “Itni der se soch rahi thi yeh,” unhone kaha, aur baith kar meri jeans aur underwear ghutnon tak khinchi. Unki zabaan meri nali ke saath chali, geeli, tez, bina sharmaahat ke.

Main counter ki kinare ko pakde raha. Unke baal meri mutthi mein the. Jab unhone lund ko gale tak liya, meri saans atak gayi. Woh rukin, upar dekha, aur muskura kar khadi ho gayin.

Salwar aur panty ek saath pairon se nikal aayi. Unki chut geeli thi, meri do ungliyan andar gayin to unki kamar lachak gayi. Main unki thighs ke beech khada raha, ungliyan gol ghumata, unke clit par anguthe se dabaav deta.

“Andar chaho to condom nikaalo,” unhone kaha, meri jeans ki jeb ki taraf ishara karte hue. Maine wallet se nikaala, packet phaada, aur lund par chadha liya. Unhone khud check kiya ki woh theek se chadha hai, phir counter ki kinare par kud kar pair failaye.

Maine unki kamar pakdi aur dheere se andar diya. Unki chut ne pehle dhakke par kasav kiya, phir khul gayi. Unki aankhen meri taraf khuli rahi. Har dhakka unki rani ko lakdi se takrata, sheeshiyan halki si kanptin.

“Aur andar,” unhone kaha, meri gardan khinchte hue. Main tez hua. Unke kandhon par meri ungliyan dabi, unki chhati meri shirt ke khule kapde se ragad khai. Attar ki mehak ab paseene se mil kar bhaari ho gayi thi.

Unhone meri kamr pakad kar apni taraf maara, jaise rhythm unke haath mein ho. Main unki chut ke andar pura dhasa raha, nikalta, phir dhasata. Unki awaaz dabi hui thi, daant honth par.

Tabhi shutter par dastak hui.

Shutter par dastak

Dono ruke. Mera lund abhi bhi unke andar tha. Bahar se ek bhari si awaaz aayi, padosi mithaiwale ki.

“Ishita beti, band hai kya? Main apna taala laga raha hoon, saath ka shutter neeche kar doon?”

Unhone meri mouth par haath rakh kar jawab diya, awaaz seedhi, jaise kuch hua hi nahi. “Haan, chacha, band hai. Aap laga dijiye. Main peeche se nikalungi.”

“Theek. Raat ko gali sooni ho jati hai.” Kadmon ki awaaz sarak gayi. Bahar lohe ka taala pada.

Pehle hum counter par hi khatam karne wale the, phir saath saamne se nikalne wale the. Ab saamne ka rasta band tha. Unhone meri chhati dhakka diya, utri, aur meri kalaai pakad kar andar wali kothri ki taraf khincha jahan din mein kapde aur khali carton rehte the.

“Ab yahan. Wahan awaaz jayegi,” unhone kaha. Kothri mein ek purana folding palang tha, upar ek dhuli si chadar. Unhone chadar jhatka, mujhe palang ki kinare par bithaya, aur khud meri god mein baith gayin, lund ko dubara apni chut par ragadte hue.

Condom abhi bhi chadha tha. Unhone use pakad kar seedha kiya, phir dheere se baith gayin. Is baar gehrai zyada thi. Unki thighs meri kamar ko kas kar baithi, unke baal mere munh par girne lage.

Main unki chhati munh mein le kar chusne laga. Unki saans meri geoodh par tootne lagi. Woh upar neeche hui, pehle slow, phir tez, palang ki lakdi ek dabi si cheekh deti.

Hindustan ki is garmi wali shaam mein kothri ka pankha bhi band tha. Paseena unki kamar se meri pet par behne laga. Main unki rani ko uthata, apni taraf pachakta. Unki chut geeli awaaz karti, meri nali ko nigalti.

“Aarav, yahi… yahi rakho,” unhone kaha, mere baal ki mutthi pakad kar. Main unke clit par anguthe se ghisne laga jab woh baithi thi. Unka sharir jhatka, unki chut mera lund ko kas kar pakad gayi, aur woh mere kandhon par daant rakh kar aa gayin, geeli, kampati, bina shor ke.

Unke baad bhi unhone rukna nahi chaha. Palang par let kar pair failaye, mujhe upar khincha. Main unke upar aaya, ek haath unki thighs ke neeche, doosra palang ki kinare par. Dhakke ab lambe the, gehre, unki chut se condom ki patli si chatak milti.

Unki aankhen kabhi band, kabhi meri taraf. Main unke honth chusta, unki gardan, unke kandhon ke neeche wala hissa. Unhone meri peeth khurach di, naakhun ki lakeerein garam.

“Ab tez,” unhone kaha. Maine tez kiya. Palang ki ek pair diwar se takrai. Unki chhati upar uth ti, pet tight. Main unki kamar dabaye rakha, lund ko unke andar hi marodta, nikalta nahi.

Jab meri saans bigadne lagi, unhone meri rani pakad kar andar hi rakha. Main condom ke andar hi utar gaya, jhatke lambe, unki chut ke garam hale mein. Unhone mujhe dabaye rakha jab tak meri kamar dhil nahi padi.

Kuch der sirf pankhe ki kami aur dono ki saansein thin. Main unke bagal mein let gaya, lund ab naram, condom abhi bhi chadha. Unhone meri chhati par haath rakha, na pyaar bhari baat, na koi wada. Sirf ungliyan meri pasli par.

Peeche se nikalna pada

Maine condom utara, tissue se lapeta, kothri ke kone ke kachre wali thaili mein daala. Jeans uthai, underwear pehni, shirt ke do button galat hole mein daal diye. Ishita salwar khinchte hue khadi thin, kameez abhi bhi sidi, dupatta palang ke neeche se nikaal rahi thin.

Main unka purse uthane wala tha, socha shutter ke peeche se unhe gali tak chhod aata. Tab meri nazar kothri ki diwar wale clock par gayi. Main samajhta tha woh clock rukha hua hai, kaanch pe dhool itni thi. Doosri nazar daali to second-sui chal rahi thi, aur time aath baj kar das tha.

Printing press wali night shift nau baje start hoti hai, Aminabad se Gomti Nagar nahi, bas do gali aur ek badi sadak paar. Maine socha tha aaj chhutti jaisi shaam hai. Clock ne woh baat kaat di.

“Mujhe abhi nikalna hai,” maine kaha, shirt ka teesra button abhi bhi khula chhodte hue. “Shift reh jayegi.”

Ishita ne sirf ek nazar clock ko di, phir mujhe. Unhone koi rok nahi, koi kal milte nahi. Unhone peeche wala chhota darwaza khola jo carton ke peeche chhupa tha. Gali ki hawa andar aa gayi, dhoop nahi, sirf naali aur door kisi chulha ki smell.

Main usi darwaze se nikal pada, haath mein abhi bhi woh khali sheeshi nahi, sirf apni wallet. Unka purse counter par hi pada raha. Shutter saamne se band tha, taala pada hua, aur main Lucknow ki us patli gali mein dauda, half-button shirt, attar ab bhi ungliyon par, clock ki sui ke peeche.

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