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Holi par Pallavi ne mujhe ghar mein rok kar gulaal ke saath sex kiya

Main kitchen ki sink ke paas khada pichkari mein gulabi paani bhar raha tha jab Pallavi ne andar aate hue seedha poocha, “Aman, aaj tu neeche doston ki Holi mein jayega ya yahin mere saath rukega?”

Uske geele baal gardan par chipke the. Safed kameez par peela aur lal gulaal faila hua tha, aur uski aankhen mere jawab ka wait kar rahi thi.

Har saal Holi ki dupahar main yahi karta tha. Pehle rang bharna, phir neeche jaana, phir logon ke beech bheegna. Pallavi ke sawal ne woh purani line kaat di.

Surat ki is society ke ground floor se dhol ki thap aa rahi thi. Garmi aisi thi jaise poore India ke Holi wale shehron mein dupahar jaldi garam ho jaati hai.

Pichkari ab bhi mere haath mein thi, muh khula, paani tapak raha tha. Pallavi do kadam aage aayi aur sink ke kinare apna geela haath rakh diya.

“Bol. Crowd mein ghulna hai ya yahin rehna hai. Beech ka rasta mat nikal.”

Uski awaaz tez nahi thi, lekin andar ek pakka irada tha. Main neeche wale doston ko soch raha tha, unki waiting, unka shor. Phir uski kameez ki geeli patti dekhi jo uski chhati ke shape par chipak gayi thi.

“Theek hai,” maine kaha. “Aaj nahi jaunga. Yahin rukta hoon.”

Pichkari counter par rakh di. Gulabi paani ek boond ki tarah marble par giri aur ruki. Pallavi ki saans tez hui, jaise usne wahi jawab chaha tha jo ab mila.

Rang bhari Holi ka naya rukav

Woh mere kareeb aa kar mere gale par ungli pherne lagi. Gulaal ki mitti si khushbu uski kalai se uth rahi thi. Main uska haath pakad kar honth tak le aaya, aur usne muskurate hue apni ungli mere munh ke kareeb rakhi.

“Haan,” Pallavi ne halke se kaha. “Aaj yahi karna hai.”

Itna kaafi tha. Doosri baar maine kuch nahi dohraya. Uski kameez ke geele kapde ko peeche se sameta, aur woh khud meri taraf dhakka dekar chipak gayi.

Pehla chuma tez tha, doosra dheema. Gulaal ke daane hamare honthon ke beech pis gaye. Uski jeebh namak aur meethi thandai jaisi lagi, jaise usne neeche jaane se pehle ek ghoont liya ho, lekin nasha uske faisle mein nahi tha.

Kitchen se living room tak teen kadam the. Sofa ke kinare pehle se ek safed chadar padi thi, Holi ke daag se bachne ke liye. Pallavi mujhe wahi kheench layi, aur hum dono us par girte girte sambhale.

Uski kameez ka pehla button mere haath mein aaya, lekin usne khud hi do button khol diye. Geeli cotton uski chhati se alag hui to lal gulaal ne skin par ek dhari chhod di. Main muh se us dhari ko follow kiya, gardan se neeche, jab tak meri jeebh uski chuchi ke aas paas nahi ruk gayi.

Pallavi ki kamar meri taraf uth gayi. “Aur neeche,” usne kaha, awaaz mein hasi thi, jaldi bhi thi. Main kameez ko kamar tak khol kar uski chhatiyon ko dono haathon se pakad kar masla, dheere, phir tez, jaise rang ko failana ho.

Uski saans mere baal ki jadon mein atak rahi thi. Main neeche salwar ki nadi dhoondhta raha. Dori geeli thi, gulaal se gulabi. Ek khinch, aur kapda kheench kar main ne uski thighs tak utar diya. Uski chut par bhi rang ki ek patli line thi, jaise subah kisi ne wahan bhi holika kheli ho.

“Yeh wala rang main laya,” maine kaha, aur usne thodi si hansi ke saath mera sar apni tarah daba diya.

Pehli choosh mein uska swad namak, garm, thoda meetha tha. Meri jeebh uski chut ke upar se dheere gayi, phir tez. Pallavi ne sofa ki peeth pakad li. Uski ungliyan mere baal mein ulajh gayin. Doosri manzil ke neeche dhol badha, lekin yahan sirf uski geeli awaaz thi.

Main uski thighs ko alag kiye rakha. Woh khud aur khul gayi. Jab meri jeebh andar tak gayi to usne mera naam kaata hua bola, jaise poora nahi nikalna chahti. Main uske clit par ruka, gol, phir seedha. Uska pet uth kar meri naak se takraya.

Kapde ab beech mein atak rahe the. Maine apni kurta ke buttons ek saath nahi khole, dheere, kyunki uske haath bhi meri patli par the. Kurta neeche gira. Pajama geela tha, gulabi paani se, aur Pallavi ne wo khinch kar mere ghutnon tak utar diya.

Mera lund uski hatheli mein garam tha. Usne upar se neeche ek lambi satah banayi, anguthe se sir ko ghumaya, phir mujhe sofa par khinch kar khud meri god mein aa baithi. Ab uski geeli chut mere lund ke upar se ragad kha rahi thi, andar nahi, bas itna ki dono ko pata chale ki fasla khatam hone wala hai.

Doosri manzil par garam mausam

Pallavi ne apna ek haath mere kandhe par rakha, doosra neeche le ja kar mujhe set kiya. Jab uski chut ne mera lund liya to woh ruk gayi, aankhen band, munh khula. Main uski kamar pakad kar neeche se thoda uthaya, aur woh khud dheere baith gayi, poora.

Pehli hilaahat chhoti thi. Doosri tez. Gulaal hamari pet ke beech pis kar geela paste ban gaya. Uski chhatiyan mere muh ke saamne jhul rahi thi, to main ek chuchi ko munh mein le kar chusne laga jab woh upar neeche ho rahi thi.

Sofa ki chaar paye halki si chhinkar bol rahi thi. Pallavi kabhi meri gardan kaat ti, kabhi seedha dekh ti. “Aur andar,” usne ek saans mein kaha, aur main neeche se dhakka diya. Uski chut ne round le liya, geeli, pakad ke rakhne wali.

Thodi der baad usne meri kamar se haath hata kar sofa ke kinare pakad liye. Main usko palat kar peeth ke bal litaya, uski ek taang apne kandhe par uthayi. Ab dhakke lambe the. Har baar jab mera lund uski chut ke end tak jata, uski aankhen ek pal ke liye band ho jaati.

Neeche kisi ne “Holi hai” chillaya. Pallavi hans padi, phir muh daba kar meri taraf uth kar chipak gayi, taaki uski awaaz ghar ke bahar na jaaye. Main uske kaan ke paas saans chhodta raha, aur uski chut meri har movement par nichodti rahi.

Uski thighs meri kamar par kas gayin. Main tez hua, lekin rhythm todne nahi diya. Gulaal ab uski gardan par ek saaf hathia hua nishan bana chuka tha, geela, lal, jo kapde se nahi chhupa tha. Main wahan muh rakh kar chusne laga, jaise rang ko peena ho.

Pallavi ne mera chehra uthaya aur khud chuma, gehra. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se ulajh gayi. Beech beech mein woh ruk kar sirf ragadti, phir phir se baith jati. Mera lund uske andar phoola hua tha, aur uski geeli garmi har dhakke ke baad aur tight lagti.

“Ab mat nikal,” usne kaha. Yeh hukm nahi tha, ek chaho thi. Main uski kamar pakad kar andar hi tezi se hila. Uski chut se awaaz aa rahi thi, geeli, bari bari. Uski saans meri saans se takra rahi thi.

Jab uska badan kasne laga to usne meri peeth par nakhun chala diye. Main uske clit par angutha rakh kar gol ghumata raha, jab tak uski taangein kamp nahi gayin. Pallavi ne munh mere kandhe par daba liya aur ek lambi, dabi hui awaaz nikaali. Uski chut ne mujhe baar baar nichoda.

Uske baad main khud nahi ruk saka. Dhakke gehre ho gaye, phir ek last dhakka, aur main uske andar hi khatam hua, kamar akdi hui, saans atki. Pallavi ne mujhe aur kheench kar rakha, jab tak meri kampna dheemi nahi padi.

Hum wahi pade rahe. Dhol neeche ab bhi chal raha tha. Pallavi ki ungli mere seene par gulaal ke geele daag ko faila rahi thi, bina kuch kahe. Meri lambi saans uske baal hila rahi thi.

Bharat ke is rangon wale din ka shor ab bhi seedhiyon se chadh kar aa raha tha, lekin kamre ke andar sirf hamari geeli chamdi aur thandi hawa thi. Pallavi ne meri kalai daba kar uthne ka ishara kiya, jaise time ke baare mein soch rahi ho.

Main uske kandhon par haath rakhe dekhta raha. Uski kameez sofa ke neeche adi padi thi, ek asteen ulat. Usne woh uthayi, lekin gardan nahi ponchhi. Lal nishan wahi geela tha, mere munh ka, mere haath ka.

“Log tujhe dhoondhenge,” maine kaha. Yeh sawal nahi tha, ek fact tha. Pallavi kameez ke do button lagate hue sir hila rahi thi, sochti hui.

“Isliye main jaati hoon. Tu yahin reh. Jo tu ne kaha, wahi rehne de.”

Salwar jaldi pehni, geeli, tedhi. Payal nahi thi aaj. Uski thighs par gulaal ki dhari kapde ke neeche se halki dikh rahi thi, lekin usne odhni nahi li. Bas kameez, aur mere bathroom se uthaya hua ek chhota sa aaina, jisme usne sirf baal kiye, chehra nahi dhoya.

Woh bina dhoye nishan ke neeche utar gayi

Darwaza kholte hue Pallavi ne peeche mud kar ek baar dekha. Main ab bhi sofa ke kinare nanga nahi tha, pajama uthaya hua, lekin kurta nahi pehna tha. Counter par pichkari waise ki waise khadi thi, gulabi paani se bhari.

Woh seedhiyon ki taraf nikal gayi. Uski gardan par geela lal nishan dheere dheere andhere se kate, aur neeche dhol ne ek naya taala pakda. Main kitchen tak gaya, lekin pichkari nahi uthayi.

Jo faisla usne poocha tha, wahi ab ghar ke andar pada tha. Pallavi party ki taraf utar chuki thi, aur main yahin raha.

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