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Gay boyfriend ke saath Jaipur flat par tootata wada

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

Rohan ke kurta ke do button abhi khule hi the jab chachi ka message screen par chamak utha. Hum Jaipur ke us chhote flat ke bedroom mein khade the, anniversary dinner ke liye nikalne hi wale the. Kal raat usne kaha tha family ke saamne halka rakho, isliye maine socha aaj bhi hum sirf flatmates ban kar hi jaayenge.

Screen par seedhi line thi. Chachi ne likha, table par do saath ki kursi rakhi hain, aur rishtedaar jaan gaye hain ki Vikram apne boyfriend ke saath aa raha hai. Bharat ke is kone mein itni saaf baat dekh kar mera haath thodi der ruka raha.

“Kya hua?” Rohan ne kurta ka kangar chhod kar poocha.

Maine phone uski taraf ghuma diya. Usne padha, phir meri aankhon mein dekha jaise koi purana wada beech mein tuta ho.

“Tune kaha tha chhupa ke chalna hai,” maine kaha, awaaz sookhi.

Rohan ne teesra button bandhna chhod diya. “Maine woh isliye kaha kyunki tu pichhli baar ghabra gaya tha. Mujhe laga tujhe India ke is shehar mein abhi naam nahi lena.”

Shaam ki taiyari ruk gayi

Yeh baat sunkar meri saans bhari ho gayi. Hum dono saal bhar se lovers the, do adult mard, aur chhupane ka natak ab beech mein atak gaya tha. Rohan ne mera phone side table par rakh diya aur mere kandhe ko halke se dabaya.

“Aaj rukna hai ya nikalna hai?” usne poocha. Maine uske honth apne honth se chhu liye. Woh meri taraf aaya, bina kisi dabav ke, jaise dono ne ek saath faisla kiya ho.

Kurta ke bache hue button meri ungliyon ke neeche khul gaye. Uski chhati garam thi, thodi si aftershave ki smell ke saath. Maine jeans ki belt dheeli ki, lekin jaldi nahi ki. Pehle sirf muh aur gardan, jaise saal bhar ki chhupi hui gussa nikal rahi ho.

Rohan hasa, wohi halki si hasi jo woh tension mein nikalta hai. “Itni der se yeh sochta raha ki tu sharma raha hai. Main khud sochta raha tu mujhe ghar walon se door rakhna chahta hai.”

“Dono galat the,” maine uske kaan ke paas kaha. Uska haath meri kamar par ruka, phir neeche jeans ke andar gaya. Mera lund pehle se tight tha, kapde ke neeche daba hua. Usne use bahar nikal kar mutthi mein liya, dheere, jaise ab bhi time hai.

Bed ke kinare tak hum dono khisak gaye. Meri shirt utri, uska kurta floor par gira. Hum nange nahi hue the poori tarah, lekin kaafi kapde beech mein atak kar gir chuke the. Rohan ke underwear ke upar se uska lund ubhara hua dikh raha tha. Maine usko haath se sahla, uski saans meri gardan par garmi chhodti rahi.

Woh mujhe peeth ke bal bichha kar meri thighs ke beech baith gaya. Pehla chumma lambi thi, doosra tez. Main uske baal pakad kar apni taraf kheenchta raha. Bedroom ki khidki half band thi, neeche gali ki awaaz door si lag rahi thi, jaise shehar thodi der ke liye bahar reh gaya ho.

Rohan ne mera lund muh mein liya. Garam, geela, aur itna seedha ki meri kamar khud uth gayi. Uske honth tight the, zabaan neeche se upar phirti thi. Maine uske kandhon ko dabaya, zyada zor nahi, bas yeh batane ke liye ki main yahin hoon. Thodi der baad usne muh chhoda aur meri taraf dekha, honth chamakte hue.

“Mujhe bhi le,” usne kaha, aur bed par palat kar meri taraf khisak aaya. Maine uska lund pakda, pehle haath se, phir muh se. Namak aur garam chamdi ka maza tha. Rohan ki ungliyan mere baal mein ulajh gayin. Woh dheere dhakka deta raha, main uske hisab se muh kholta raha. Kabhi ruka, kabhi tez kiya, taaki dono ki saansein ek rhythm mein aa jayein.

Jo baat pehle adhuri thi

Itna ho chuka tha ki chhupane wali baat ab sirf purani misunderstanding lag rahi thi. Rohan ne mujhe pet ke bal palatne ko kaha, awaaz mein koi hukm nahi tha, sirf iccha. Maine palat liya. Takia neeche sarak gaya. Uski thighs meri thighs ke bahar se chipak gayin.

Side drawer se usne lotion nikali, haath garam karke meri gaand par phela di. Pehli ungli dheere ghusi, doosri thodi der baad. Main honth dabaye rakha, phir awaaz nikal aayi. Dard kam, bharav zyada. Rohan ruk ruk kar poochta nahi tha baar baar, bas meri kamar ki tightness se samajhta raha.

Jab main dheela hua, usne condom khola aur apne lund par chadha liya. Coppertone ki patli si smell aayi, phir uska sir meri gaand ke against tika. “Bol,” usne sirf itna kaha. Maine peeth se uski taraf dhakka diya. Woh andar aaya, pehle thoda, phir aur.

Bhara hua feel itna tez tha ki meri aankhen band ho gayin. Rohan meri kamar pakad kar ruka, lambi saans li, phir hilna shuru kiya. Short strokes, phir lambe. Bed ki paaye halki si chhinkein. Main mutthi mein chadar kas ta raha, muh takie mein dabaaye. Har dhakke ke saath woh purana wada toot kar kuch aur ban raha tha, jo ab chhupa nahi sakta tha.

“Tez kar,” maine kaha, awaaz tooti hui. Rohan jhuka, meri peeth par honth rakhe, aur speed badha di. Uska lund gehra jaata, nikalta, phir gehra. Meri gaand uske hisab se khulti rahi. Kabhi uski mutthi mere lund par aa jati, kabhi chhod deti, taaki main khud ragad saku.

Thodi der baad usne mujhe kheench kar god mein khada kar diya, haath deewar par. Khade khade chodna aur bhi tight laga. Deewar thandi thi, uski chhati garam. Maine peeche haath bhej kar uski thighs dabaayin. Woh meri gardan kaatne laga, daant nahi, sirf honth aur saans.

“Itne dino se yahi sochta tha ki tu sharma raha hai family se,” usne meri kaan ke paas kaha, dhakke ke beech. “Main khud sharma raha tha ki tu mujhe public mein nahi rakhna chahta.”

Maine sir ghumakar uska muh dhoondha. Chumma tedha laga, phir theek. Uska lund ab meri gaand mein tikkar hil raha tha, condom ki patli layer ke saath bhi garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Main apna lund pakad kar tez ragadne laga. Paseena meri kamar se neeche behne laga, uski bhi.

Bed par wapas girna itna natural tha jaise koi soch ke na kiya ho. Rohan ne meri taangein uthayi, ek ko apne kandhe par rakha. Angle badalte hi uska lund aur andar gaya. Maine awaaz nahi dabaayi. Woh dekh raha tha meri aankhen, main uski. Do mard, ek doosre ke andar, bina us natak ke jo chachi ke message se pehle humne pal rakha tha.

Uske dhakke ab gine nahi ja rahe the. Kabhi ruk kar ghumata, kabhi seedha peeche se maarta. Maine uske baazu pakad liye. Mera lund dono ke pet ke beech dab kar geela ho raha tha. Rohan ki saans meri saans se takra rahi thi. Jab uski mutthi ne mera lund zor se sahla, main nazdeek aa gaya.

“Ab,” maine bas itna kaha. Rohan ne speed nahi kam ki. Meri thighs kasti rahi, lund se girta hua maal uske haath aur mere pet par fail gaya. Usne kuch aur dhakke maare, phir khud bhi kaanp utha. Condom ke andar uska lund dhadka, uski kamar akdi, aur woh meri gardan par sir rakh kar ruka.

Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Koi jaldi mein uthne ki koshish nahi kar raha tha. Rohan ne condom sambhal kar nikal diya, tissue se haath saaf kiya, aur mere bagal mein let gaya. Uska haath meri chhati par tha, mera haath uske baal mein.

“Chachi ne pehle hi bata diya sabko,” maine ceiling ko dekhte hue kaha. “Ab table par saath baithna padega.”

Rohan ne meri taraf muh kiya. “Theek hai. Main bhi yahi chahta tha, bas tujhe lagta tha nahi.”

Itni si baat thi, aur itna saal bhar ka ghum. Hum thodi der chup rahe. Paseena thanda hone laga. Meri shirt bed ke paon ke paas padi thi, uska kurta darwaze ke kareeb. Bahar se scooter ki speed ki awaaz aayi, phir khamoshi.

Rohan ki ungli meri kamar par ghoomti rahi, bina kuch maange. Main uske lund ko dheere se chhua, ab naram, garam. Woh hans diya, thaka hua. “Dinner late ho jayega.”

“Jane denge thodi der,” maine kaha, lekin uthne ki koshish nahi ki. Uski aankhen band thin, palkein kapakapa rahi thin. Main uske honth phir se chhua, is baar dheere, jaise wada dubara se likha ja raha ho, bina chhupane ke.

Thodi der baad usne meri thighs ke beech haath phera, sirf sahlaane ke liye. Koi doosri round nahi chahiye thi. Jo hona tha, ho chuka tha. Hum dono adult the, apni marzi se, aur ab ghar walon ke sapne ke hisab se nahi, apne hisab se.

Rohan uth kar bathroom ke darwaze tak gaya, pani ka shor aaya, phir wapas aaya towel le kar. Usne mera pet ponchha, main uski kamar. Kapde dhundte hue bhi hum ek doosre ko chhute rahe, jaise ab door khade hona behtar nahi lagta.

Gali se dhol ki awaaz

Gali se achanak dhol ki thap shuru hui. Pados ke shaadi ghar ka band tha, aur awaaz deewar paar aa rahi thi. Rohan uth kar apna kurta dhundhne laga. Maine jeans pehen li, phir shirt ke button lagaye. Dinner ab bhi wait kar raha tha, lekin ab hum chhup kar nahi ja rahe the.

Kurta ke button is baar poori tarah lage. Rohan ne aaine mein baal theek kiye, main uske peeche khada raha. Dhol neeche tez ho raha tha, kisi aur ke function ka shor, jo hamari late shaam ko dhakel raha tha.

“Chachi intezaar kar rahi hogi,” usne kaha, joota pehen te hue.

Maine light band ki. Darwaza khulte hi dhol aur saaf sunaai diya. Hum sidhi se neeche utre, do mard, ab bhi lovers, aur is baar table par saath wali un kursiyon ke liye nikalte hue jin ka zikr message mein tha.

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