indiansexstories
Two fully clothed adults, one adult Indian man and one adult Indian woman in an Indian apartment entry.

Toote waade ke baad Raj aur Reena ka ghar wala sex

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

Reena ne mere joote ko pair se dhakel diya, jaise nikalne ka koi kaam hi na bacha ho.

“Aaj tu nikalne ke mood mein kyun nahi hai?” uski awaaz tez thi.

Main uske flat ki khidki ke kaanch par apni ungli rakh ke khada tha. Hyderabad ki shaam bahar daudi ja rahi thi. Bharat ke is sheher mein Amit ka farewell society hall mein rakha gaya tha, aur hum dono ko saat baje se pehle wahan hona tha.

Usne cream rang ki saree pehni thi. Blouse ka hook peeth par thoda kasa hua tha. Main jeans aur saadi cotton shirt mein tha, jaise koi mehmaan banne nahi aaya.

“Maine socha tha tu packing karke nikal chuka hoga,” Reena boli. “Posting wali baat sabko pata chal gayi thi.”

“Woh posting maine accept hi nahi ki,” maine jawab diya. “Tune poocha bhi nahi. Ek mahine se tu mujhe door rakh rahi hai is liye ki main sheher chhod dunga. Main yahin hoon.”

Uske honth sukhe. Pallu uski kamar par atka raha. “Toh woh waada?”

“Woh waada tere dar par khada tha, meri ticket par nahi.”

Jo baat mahine se atki padi thi

Reena ne pallu sambhala, phir chhod diya. Woh sofa ke kinare aa gayi, itni kareeb ki uski saans meri collarbone par padi.

“Maine kaha tha hum sirf saath chalenge, kuch nahi hoga,” usne dheere kaha. “Kyunki mujhe laga tha tu kal subah gaayab ho jayega. Logon ne kaha doosri city ki naukri pakki hai. Main khud ko bachane lagi.”

“Logon ne jhoot failaya, aur tune mujhse poocha tak nahi.” Main uske itna kareeb tha ki uski aankhen saaf dikh rahi thin. “Main yahin ruka kyunki tu yahin hai. Yeh baat itni bhaari nahi thi jo chhupani padti.”

Usne meri shirt ke doosre button ko chhua, phir hataya nahi. Hindustan ki yeh garmi ab bhi terrace ki lohe ki railing se uth kar kamre mein ghus rahi thi, lekin beech ki sardi kisi aur jagah se aa rahi thi.

“Amit intezaar karega,” maine kaha, sirf is liye ki beech ka jhoot tut chuka tha aur agla kadam uska tha.

Reena ne sir hilaya. “Aaj hall nahi. Aaj yahin. Agar tu nahi chahta to joote pehen ke nikal ja.”

Maine joote nahi uthaye. Usne mera collar pakda aur honth meri honth par rakh diye, geele, jaldi mein, jaise mahine bhar ki ruki hui baat ab ruki nahi ja rahi.

Main uski kamar par haath le gaya. Saree ka pallu sarak gaya. Blouse ke neeche uski saans tez ho gayi. Usne meri jeebh ko apni jeebh se mila liya, phir halka kaat bhi liya.

“Yahi, abhi,” usne mere kaan ke paas kaha. Itna kaafi tha. Phir koi samjhauthe ki list nahi bani.

Sofa ke peeche diwar thi. Main usse wahan tak le gaya. Uske kandhon par meri ungliyan dabeen. Blouse ke hook meri do ungliyon se khule. Uski chhatiye saamne aayin, garm, aur maine muh rakh diya. Reena ki ungli mere baal mein atak gayi.

“Tez nahi, pehle yahin rakh,” usne kaha, lekin kamar meri taraf dhakel di.

Saree petticoat ke saath girti rahi. Main uski thighs ke andar haath le gaya. Panty geeli thi. Usne meri kalaai pakdi aur khud hi us kapde ko side kiya.

Mere do ungliyan uski chut par phisli, phir andar gayin. Reena ne meri shirt ke baaki button khol diye, itni jaldi ki ek button atak kar tutsa sa laga, lekin tuta nahi. Main nanga hote hote jeans ke button se lad raha tha, aur woh hans padi, phir uski hansna toot gayi jab meri ungli ne uske andar gol ghumaya.

Jo pair nahi uthhe

Kamre ke andar palang khidki se do kadam door tha. Reena ne mujhe wahan khincha. Main uske upar jhuka. Uski aankhen band thin, phir khulin, aur usne mera lund apne haath mein liya.

Woh neeche gayi. Uska muh garm tha. Usne meri noke ko choosa, phir gehra liya, itna ki meri saans atak gayi. Maine uske baal peche kiye, zor se nahi, bas raste ke liye. Reena ne apni jeebh ghumayi, thook se geela kiya, aur meri jangh par apna haath dabaye rakha.

“Andar aa,” usne muh hata kar kaha. “Aaj rukna nahi.”

Main uski thighs ke beech lit gaya nahi, uske upar aaya. Uski chut mere lund ke sir par lagi. Maine dheere dhakka diya. Woh khul rahi thi, geeli thi, lekin pehla hissa tight tha. Reena ne apna ek haath mere kandhe par maara, phir pakad liya.

“Haan… aur andar.”

Main poora ghusa. Palang ki lakdi chhiki. Uski kamar meri hatheli ke neeche kaanp rahi thi. Maine ek lambi saans li aur hila. Pehle dhakke chhote the. Phir usne apni taange meri kamar par lapet leen, aur meri speed badh gayi.

Uske stan mere seene se ragad kha rahe the. Main ek ko muh mein le kar choosta raha, doosri taraf haath se dabaata raha. Reena ke muh se awaaz aa rahi thi, kabhi mera naam ke tukde, kabhi sirf saans.

“Raj… wahi… mat nikal.”

Maine uski chut ke upar wale hisse par angutha ghisaya. Uske nakhun meri peeth par lage. Palang ki chadar sirahane se khisak kar beech mein aa gayi. Main usse hatane nahi ruka. Dhakke gehri ho gaye. Uski body meri body se chipak kar geeli ho rahi thi.

Reena ne mujhe palat diya, itni achanak ki meri kamar palang ke kinare tak chali gayi. Woh upar aa gayi. Uski saree ab farsh par padi thi, blouse sofa ke peeche. Woh nangi thi. Maine uski thighs pakdi. Usne mera lund pakad kar phir se andar le liya, aur khud hilne lagi.

Uski chut meri noke ko dabati, chhodti, phir dabati. Main neeche se uth kar milata. Uske baal chehre par gir rahe the. Maine unhe kaan ke peeche kiya aur uske honth chume. Uski jeebh meri jeebh ke saath thi, gili, jaldi mein.

“Aur tez,” usne meri honth ke upar kaha.

Maine kamar uthayi. Palang ki takiya gir gayi. Reena ki awaaz unchi hui, phir usne apna muh meri gardan mein chhupa liya. Uski chut lapak lapak kar kasti gayi. Main uske andar tha, poora, aur uske ango ne mujhe rok liya.

Woh kamp gayi. Uski saans meri skin par phooti. Maine uski kamar pakad kar apni taraf dabaya, do aur dhakke diye, tez, gehre. Phir main bhi nikal aaya, uske andar, garm, lamba. Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi.

Reena meri chhati par gir gayi. Main uske baal se ungli chalaata raha. Kamre mein fan ki aawaz hi bachi thi. Bahar kisi scooter ki speed se horn goonja, phir khamoshi.

Usne meri shirt ko palang ke kinare se uthaya, lekin pehni nahi. “Ab hall ka time nikal chuka hoga,” usne kaha, thaki hui, lekin hansne ke kareeb.

“Nikal chuka,” maine kaha. Main uske bagal mein let gaya. Uski ungli mere seene par gol ghoom rahi thi, bina kisi agle waade ke.

Thodi der baad usne pani manga. Main uth kar kitchen se glass laya. Woh palang par baithi thi, chadar se chhati dhakte hue, lekin pair bahar. Maine glass diya. Usne piya, gale ke paas se paseena ponchha, aur meri jeans meri taraf dhakel di.

“Pehen le. Warna tu yahin so jayega, aur kal subah hum dono ke paas koi bahana nahi hoga.”

Maine jeans pehni, phir shirt. Do button ab bhi khule the. Reena ne woh button band nahi kiye. Usne sirf meri kalaai dabaayi, ek baar, jaise baat khatam ho chuki ho.

Neeche ek chhoti harkat

Main joote uthaye, is baar pair se nahi, haath se. Reena darwaze tak nahi aayi. Woh palang par hi rahi, chadar petticoat ki tarah lapete.

Gallery ki batti peeli thi. Lift ka button maine dabaya. Neeche chowkidaar kursi par baitha tha, radio par koi geet chal raha tha.

“Amit bhai ko keh dena,” maine kaha, seedha, bina smile ke, “Raj nahi aa raha.”

Usne sir hilaya, jaise koi aam khabar ho. Main compound se nikal gaya. Peeth peeche Reena ka flat andhera nahi tha. Khidki par ab bhi uska pallu latak raha tha, cream rang ka, jaise koi party ab bhi adhoori ho, lekin hall ke liye nahi.

More stories to read

Related Stories