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Woh jaane lagi thi, itiraf ke baad humne sex kiya

6 min readHindi Sex Stories

Tara terrace ke kone mein jhuk kar apni chappal ka tasma kheench rahi thi. Society ki plant meeting ab khatam ho chuki thi. Dupatta usne sir ke peeche lapeta aur stairs ki taraf ek kadam uthaya, jaise ab turant neeche utarna hai.

Chandigarh ki hawa us shaam Bharat ke is planned shehar mein thandi chal rahi thi. Neem ke patte halki si sarasaraahat kar rahe the. Maine socha woh chali jayegi aur main akele pots ko dekh kar so jaunga.

“Itni jaldi?” awaaz meri kamzor nikli, lekin us tak pahunch gayi.

Uski nazar mud kar meri taraf aayi. “Kya hai, Rishi? Kal subah nursery ka kaam hai. Meeting ho gayi.”

Pichle mahine se hum sirf paudhon ki baat karte the. Kabhi mitti, kabhi paani, kabhi uske haath ka katna. Aaj usne mere rose bed ko daant bhi di thi. Gussa uske kandhon par tika hua lag raha tha.

“Paani ki baat pehle khatam karo,” usne kaha. “Phir jo kehna hai kehna.”

Railing thandi lagi. Woh doosra kadam stairs ki taraf le chuki thi. Dupatta phir sarakne laga, lekin is baar usne sambhala nahi, jaise rukna hi nahi tha.

Seedha itiraf

“Main paani ki wajah se nahi rukna chahta.” Baat muh se nikalte hi meri saans atak gayi. “Tu jaaye to bura lagega. Sach yeh hai, Tara, main tujhe sirf neighbour ki tarah nahi dekhta.”

Uske kadam ruke. Chappal ka tasma uski ungli mein atka raha. Uski aankhen meri taraf khul gayin, gusse se nahi, kisi aur cheez se.

“Itne din se chhupa raha?” awaaz dheemi thi.

“Haan. Meeting ke beech nahi keh sakta tha. Ab tu ja rahi hai, isliye keh diya.”

Wapas ek kadam aaya. “Main bhi nikalne ka natak kar rahi thi. Dar tha ki akela pad gaya to khud bol dungi. Rishi, main bhi tujhe chahti hoon. Aaj, yahin.”

Usne mera kora pakda. Maine uska haath nahi hataya. Itna kaafi tha. Phir uski ungliyan mere seene par rengin, jaise ab jaanna hai ki yeh sirf baat nahi.

Thandi hawa ke peeche uski saans garam aa rahi thi. Maine uske baal hataye aur uski gardan par muh rakha. Woh hil nahi, balki aur paas aa gayi. Dupatta neeche gir gaya. Kurti ki button ke peeche uski chuchi tight thi, aur meri ungliyan wahan rukin.

“Yahin?” maine poocha, kyunki niche koi bhi aa sakta tha.

“Yahin,” usne kaha, aur mere jean ka button khol diya. “Jo kehna tha keh diya. Ab chhodo mat.”

Paudhon ke peeche terrace ka andhera tha. Do diwaren milti thin, aur wahan mitti ke pots ki geeli khushboo thi. Maine use us kone tak le gaya. Uski thighs meri jean se ragdin. Kurti upar uthi, bra ke upar se uski chuchi munh mein aa gayi. Woh kasti rahi, lekin dur nahi hatti.

Geeli garmi uski chut par pehle kapdon ke upar se mili. Salwar ka naada khula. Uski ungliyan mere lund ko jean se bahar nikalne lagi. Thandi hawa lagi, phir uska haath garam ho gaya. Maine uski kamar pakdi. Woh meri taraf jhukti rahi, jaise stairs ab yaad nahi.

Jo raat bani

Pehla chumma jaldi tha, doosra dheema. Uski zubaan meri tarah ghumi. Neem ki chhaon mein uski nangi kamar meri hatheli ke neeche kaanp rahi thi. Maine salwar aur panty dono ko uski thighs tak utara. Woh khud ek taang nikaal kar pots ke beech khadi ho gayi.

“Halke se nahi,” usne kaha. “Main jaanti hoon main kya maang rahi hoon.”

Muh uski chuchi par gaya, phir pet par, phir uski chut par. Geela taste mitti ki khushboo se mil gaya. Uski ungliyan mere baal pakad kar rakhin. Maine uski clit choosi, do ungliyan andar di, aur uski saans tut kar nikalti rahi. Woh meri shirt ka kora mazoori se nahi, chah se kheench rahi thi.

Uthte hue usne mera lund muh mein liya. Garam, geela, tez. Maine diwar se peeth sataayi. Uski aankhen upar uthin. Itna der tak choosa ki meri kamar kas gayi. Phir usne chhoda aur khadi hokar meri gardan se lipat gayi.

“Ab andar,” usne kaha.

Maine use diwar se sata kar ek taang uthayi. Mera lund uski chut ke muh par ruka, phir dheere andar gaya. Uski nami ne saari thand nikaal di. Pehle dhakke mein uski awaaz dabi, doosre mein khuli. Hum akele the, lekin phir bhi usne meri shirt mein muh chhupa liya.

Andar pura jane ke baad dono ruke. Uski thighs meri kamar ko lapet rahi thin. Maine uski gaand ke neeche se uthaya, aur har dhakka pots ki mitti ko hilata raha. Uski chuchi meri chhati se ragad khati rahi. Kabhi tez, kabhi ruk kar gehra.

“Aur andar,” uski awaaz toot rahi thi. Maine uski kamar pakad kar khincha. Uski chut mera lund ko kasti rahi. Thandi railing door thi, lekin hamari chamdi garam thi. Bharat ke is kone mein, Chandigarh ki is khuli terrace par, koi window humari taraf nahi khuli thi. Sirf paudhe aur andhera tha.

Palat kar usne haath diwar par rakh diye. Peeche se andar jate hi uski saans lambi nikal aayi. Maine apna ek haath uski chuchi par rakha, doosra uski clit par. Dhakke chhote ho gaye, lekin gehre. Uski gaand meri pet se takrati rahi. Geeli awaaz neem ki sarasaraahat se mil gayi.

Woh piche dhakka dekar khud leti rahi. Maine uske baal hataye aur gardan chumi. Uski aankhen band thin, munh khula. Jab meri ungli tez hui, uski chut ne lund ko aur kasa. Ek lamba kanp utra. Uske baad bhi usne piche se haath badha kar meri raan pakdi, jaise rukna nahi.

Phir hum niche nahi gaye. Bench ke paas mitti gili thi, isliye usne khud meri god mein baithna chaha. Lund phir uski chut mein gaya, is baar samne se. Uski thighs meri jeans ke kule par khulin. Maine uski kamar uthayi. Har baithak mein uski chuchi mere munh ke paas aa jati. Choosne par woh meri gardan dabaati.

“Rishi…” naam uske daanton se fata. Maine tez kiya. Uski nangi kamar meri hatheli mein kaanpti rahi. Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Ek aur kanp aaya, geela, lamba. Uski chut ne itna kasa ki main bhi nikal aaya, uske andar, uske pet ke paas, saari garmi dekar.

Kuch pal hum aise hi rahe. Meri shirt uske seene se chipki thi. Uska haath meri gardan par tha. Neem ke patte phir hile. Stairs ab bhi khali the.

Rukne ka faisla

Usne meri chhati se sar uthaya. Dupatta ab bhi farsh ke paas pada tha. Chappal ka tasma khula hi tha. Maine kuch nahi poocha. Uski aankhen meri taraf thin, thaki hui, saaf.

“Neeche nahi,” usne kaha, aur chappal ko side mein sarkaya. Pair nange karke woh bench par meri taraf hi baithi rahi. Kurti usne neeche ki, lekin jaane ka koi kadam nahi uthaya.

Maine bhi jean theek ki. Railing ke bajay uske kandhe ke peeche haath raha. Thandi hawa phir mili, lekin is baar usne mujhe nahi dhakela. Paudhon ke beech hum baithe rahe, aur stairs ki taraf koi nahi bada.

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