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Palak ruki, phir humne sofa par sex kiya

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

“Palak, ek minute ruk. Yeh baat yahin adhuri chhod ke mat ja.”

Awaaz meri gusse se kam, ghabrahat se zyada nikal paayi. Woh mere Nagpur wale chhote flat ke darwaze ke paas khadi thi. Dupatta uske haath mein sikuda hua tha. Pairon mein chappal thi, aur uski aankhen laal thi.

“Tune Rohit ko kaha main teri dost hoon,” Palak ne kaha. “Pichhli shaam ki party mein. India mein log pehle se shak karte hain, aur tu khud mujhe chhupa raha tha.”

“Woh mera cousin hai. Main soch raha tha pehle ghar walon ko dheere se…”

“Dheere se kab? Jab main thak ke nikal jaun?” Usne chappal ke palat ko pair se theka. “Main ja rahi hoon, Sameer. Tu soch le.”

Kaan ke paas uski saans tez thi. Agar woh ab nikli to yeh jhagda kal bhi yahi kahega, aur beech ka jo garm rishta tha woh bhi sukh jayega.

“Ruk. Door se mat ja. Yahan reh kar khatam kar.”

Palak ne meri taraf dekha. Kuch pal tak uski aankhen meri aankhon par tiki rahi. Phir usne chappal ka palat wapas pair se hata diya. Dupatta chair ke kinare daal diya, jaise jaane ka irada ab bhi hai lekin kadam ruk gaya.

“Main ruki hoon,” usne dheere kaha. “Sirf isliye ki tu seedha bole. Jhoot mat palat.”

Pehle usne jaana chaha

Main uske kareeb gaya. “Main darta tha. Bharat ke is hisse mein, Nagpur ke is colony mein, log muh pe haste hain aur peeth peechhe sawal karte hain. Main tujhe kam nahi samajhta.”

Uske honth kaanpte the. “To ab kya hai main? Dost? Ya woh aurat jiske saath tu raat ko late rehta hai?”

“Tu meri girlfriend hai. Palak. Jo chaahe woh abhi keh de, main peeche nahi hatoonga.”

Usne meri shirt ke pehle button par ungli rakhi, lekin dhakka nahi diya. “Agar main ruki hoon to tu mujhe aadhi baat mat rakh. Mujhe abhi chahiye ki tu mujhe chhupaye nahi.”

Maine uska haath pakda, sirf itna ki woh hat na jaye. Palak khud aage aayi. Uske honth mere honthon par pade, geele aur gusse wale. Uski kamar meri mutthi mein aa gayi. Jeebh usne meri jeebh se milaayi, jaise jhagda ab shareer se nikalna chahta ho.

“Haan,” usne mere honth ke khilaf kaha. “Abhi. Door mat kar.”

Yahi pal tha jab uska gussa meri gardan par girne laga. Kurti ke neeche uski chhati meri chhati se takrai. Jeans ki zip meri ungli ke neeche thi, lekin pehle maine uski kamar ke peeche haath phera, uski gaand ke upar se kapda tight tha.

Palak ne meri shirt ke baaki button khol diye. T-shirt mere kandhon se utar ke sofa ke kone par giri. Uske baal mere muh ke paas aaye, coconut wale oil ki halki khushbu. Maine uski kurti upar ko sarkaayi, uski bra ka hook peeche se khula, aur uski chuchiyan meri hatheliyon mein bhari hui aa gayin.

“Itna daba mat,” usne saans ke beech kaha, phir khud meri mutthi ko apni chuchi par dabaye rakha. “Bas aise.”

Sofa ke kinare hum dono dhalak gaye. Palak jeans ke button kholti rahi, main uski thighs ke andar haath ghusata raha. Panty geeli thi. Uski chut par jab meri ungli ruki to usne meri kalai pakad li, lekin hataya nahi. Do ungliyan uski geeli folds ke beech se slid hui nahi, behne lagi, aur uski saans meri gardan par toot gayi.

“Sameer… andar se nahi, pehle yahan.”

Muh maine uski pet par rakha, phir neeche. Jeans uske takhnon tak atki rahi, panty side ko sarki. Uski chut par jeebh rakhte hi usne mere baal pakad liye. Khatti-meethi geel uski folds se nikal rahi thi. Maine clit par dabaav diya, uski thighs meri kanon ko dabaane lagi.

Palak ke nails meri scalp mein ghuse. “Aur… wahi… mat ruk.”

Do ungliyan andar, jeebh bahar. Uske pet ki muscle kasti rahi. Main uski chut ko choosta raha jab tak uski awaaz sofa ke cushion mein dabi. Woh meri jeebh ke upar hilne lagi, chhoti lehren, phir ek lamba kaanp, aur uski geel meri chin par behi.

Phir gussa chummon mein utar aaya

Jeans usne khud pairon se nikaali. Panty sofa ke neeche chali gayi. Palak ne meri jeans ki belt kholi, zip neeche ki, aur mera lund uski mutthi mein aa gaya, garam aur tight. Usne halke se sahlaaya, phir muh jhukaya.

Honth uske mere lund ke sir par pade. Jeebh ghumayi, phir usne itna andar liya ki meri saans atak gayi. Gusse ka jo lafz baaki tha, woh uski gale ki garmi mein ghul gaya. Maine uske baal peeche kiye taaki uski aankhen dikhein. Woh dekh rahi thi, jaise keh rahi ho ki ab chhupane ka sawal nahi.

“Itna tez nahi,” maine kaha, awaaz toot ke. Palak ne meri thighs dabaayi, aur is baar aur gehra liya. Thook uski jeebh se meri nass par bahne laga. Jab woh hatti to lund chamak raha tha, aur uski honth laal.

Sofa par Palak let gayi, ek taang upar, dusri mere kamar ke peeche. Maine uski chut par lund ragda, geel se sir fislane laga. Palak ne meri kamar pakad ke khincha.

“Ab andar. Dheere, phir jitna tu sambhal sake.”

Lund uski chut ke muh par ruka, phir dheere ghusa. Garam, tight, aur itna geela ki pehla dhakka bhi fislata hua andar chala gaya. Palak ki aankhen band hui, muh khula. Maine uski kamar pakdi, poora nahi diya pehle. Do inch, ruk, uski saans, phir aur.

“Poora,” usne kaha. “Main bhaag nahi rahi.”

Kamar maine aage di, lund uski chut ke andar tak baith gaya. Palak ki ronaq meri pet se mili. Dhakke shuru kiye, pehle chhote, phir lambe. Sofa ki back meri mutthi mein thi, Palak ki taang meri kamar par kasti rahi. Har baar jab nikalta, uski geel ki awaaz aati, phir andar jaate hi uski chuchiyan meri chhati se ragad khati.

Uske honth mere kaan ke paas the. “Rohit ko jo bola tha na… ab yeh bol, ki main teri hoon.”

“Tu meri hai,” maine uski gaand pakad ke kaha, dhakka gehra. “Dost nahi. Yeh.”

Palak hans di, tooti hui. “Phir zor se. Mujhe mehsoos ho.”

Pace badha diya. Lund uski chut ko kholta, bharata, nikalta. Palak ke nails meri peeth par khichen. Maine uski ek taang uthayi, kona badla, aur is angle par uski clit meri pubic bone se ragad khane lagi. Uski awaaz unchi hui, phir usne apna haath apne muh par rakh liya, jaise colony ke darwaze ke paar koi sun le.

“Mat daba,” maine kaha. “Yahan koi nahi hai.”

Hath hata ke Palak ne meri gardan kaati. Dhakke tez hue. Uski chut mera lund ko nichodne lagi, lehren, phir ek tight bandhan. Maine rukna chaha lekin usne meri gaand par haath rakh ke dabaye rakha. Andar hi uska paani meri nass par behne laga, garam, aur uski saans meri skin par toot gayi.

Do pal ke liye main bhi usi tightness mein atak gaya. Phir nikaala, Palak ke pet par lund ragda, lekin usne muh se kaha, “Wapas. Andar hi. Main chahti hoon.”

Lund phir uski chut mein baitha. Ab dhakke gande, geele, sofa ki chaal ke saath. Palak ne apni chuchi meri ungliyon mein di, maine dabaaya, mosha ghumaaya. Uski kamar meri mutthi se fislane lagi paseene se. Main uski thighs ke beech dhasa raha, har dhakke par uski gaand meri hatheliyon mein bharti.

“Main girne wali hoon,” Palak ne kaha, aankhen geeli.

“Gir. Main pakde hoon.”

Dusri lehar uski chut par aayi, is baar lambi. Usne mera lund ko itna kasa ki meri ruchi pet talak chadh gayi. Maine uski kamar pakad ke teen gehre dhakke diye, aur andar hi pani chhod diya, garam dhaar, uski walls ke against. Palak ki ungliyan meri peeth par khti rahi jab tak meri saans wapas na aayi.

Lund dheela hote hue bhi uski chut mein tha. Palak ne mujhe nikaala nahi. Uske maathhe par paseena tha, mere seene par uske baal chipke the. Hum dono ki saansein phooli hui thi.

Aakhri pal ka chunav

Sofa ke kinare meri jeans ab bhi takhne par atki thi. Palak ki kurti sofa ke arm par latak rahi thi, bra uske neeche. Dupatta wahi chair par tha jahan usne jaate jaate daala tha.

Palak ne meri chhati se sir uthaya. Uski aankhen ab laal nahi, thaki hui saaf thi. Usne mere muh ke kone se paseena ponchha, phir table par rakha mera phone uthaya.

“Password wahi hai?”

“Haan.”

Screen jal uthi. Palak ne Rohit ka chat khola, ungli ruk gayi ek pal, phir usne type kiya. Maine screen nahi chheena. Woh likh rahi thi, dheere, bina mujhse poochhe.

Phone usne mere seene par rakh diya, screen upar. Message gaya hua tha: Palak teri dost nahi, meri girlfriend hai, aur yeh main khud bol rahi hoon.

Rohit ki ticking ab bhi pending thi. Palak ne chappal ki taraf nahi dekha. Usne meri bagal mein wapas let ke apna ek haath meri pet par rakha, jaise abhi ke liye yahi jagah kaafi ho.

“Ab tu soch mat,” usne kaha. “Jo bheja hai woh bhej diya. Main yahin hoon.”

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