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Gwalior haweli ke dar mein Revati se sex

6 min readHindi Sex Stories

Revati ne meri kalaai pakad li jab main aakhri diya bujhane jhuka. Haweli ke bade hall mein sirf woh ek laal shola bacha tha, aur uski ungliyan meri kalaai par kasti hui thi.

“Mohit, mat bujhao. Aaj raat yahin rukna hai. Haan ya na, abhi bolo.”

Main khada raha. Bahar aangan mein hawa chalti thi, andar patthar ki deewaron par thandi saans si daudti thi. Hum dono adult the, aur yeh raat sirf haweli band karne ki thi, lekin uska sawal ne meri nikalne ki aadat tod di.

“Agar main ruka, to subah alag nahi hogi,” maine kaha. “Tumhe yahi chahiye?”

Usne diya nahi chhoda. Uski aankhen hall ke andhere kone par atki, phir meri taraf aayi. “Haan. Mujhe tum chahiye. Dar ke saath bhi.”

Rukne ka sawal

Gwalior ki yeh purani haweli Bharat ke us kone mein khadi thi jahan log din mein bhi tez kadam nahi rakhte. Hum shaam se yahin the, sirf deewaron ko dekhne aur ek raat ka hisaab karne. Ab uska haath meri kalaai se nahi hata.

Main lantern ke kaanch par ungli pherne laga, sochta raha ki bahar nikal jaun. Revati ne kadam aage badhaya, kurta ki dhaaj meri chhati se takrai, aur uski saans meri gardan ke paas garam padi.

“Bhoot ki kahaniyan sun kar main nahi kaampi,” usne dheere kaha. “Kaampi isliye kyunki tum jaa rahe the.”

Maine uska haath apni kalaai se nahi hataya. Jawab ke saath meri nikalne ki plan tuti. Hum akele hall mein the, ek diya, ek lantern, aur woh dastak jo oonche takhte par baar baar padti thi jaise koi khaali kamre se chal kar aa raha ho.

Uski thighs meri jeans se sataeen jab usne mujhe deewar ke kareeb dhakela. Yeh zor nahi tha, ek maang thi. Maine uske honth pakde, usne chuma, aur pehla lamba kiss andhere ko cheerta hua gaya.

Kapde ab bhi the. Dar bhi tha. Phir bhi uski chhati meri chhati se lipat gayi, aur maine uski kamar par apna ek haath rakh diya.

“Yahin, is farsh par nahi, us gadde par jo kona mein pada hai,” usne saans ke beech kaha. “Lekin pehle meri kurta utaro. Main khud nahi karungi.”

Maine baniyan ke upar se kurta khincha. Cotton uske baal mein atka, phir khul gaya. Salwar ki nara uski ungliyon ne khud dheli, jaise faisla pehle ho chuka ho. Main shirt ke button kholne laga, jeans ki zip ne awaaz di, aur lantern ki gola si roshni uski skin par ruki.

Uski body ki garmi hall ki thandak se takrati thi. Bahar Hindustan ki raat mein kutta bhonsa, andar takhte ne phir se dastak di. Hum dono rukey, phir has diye, lekin hasi mein saans phooli hui thi.

Haweli ke andhere mein

Gadda purana tha, lekin saaf. Revati let gayi, mujhe apni thighs ke beech khincha, aur meri jeans ko aur neeche sarka diya. Mera lund uski pet par pada to uski aankhen band hui, phir khuli, jaise dar aur chahat ek hi chehra ban gaye hon.

“Abhi chodo, baad mein sochna,” usne kaha. Yeh lambi baat nahi thi. Maine uski chut par ungli rakhi, geeli thi, garam thi, aur usne meri kalai ko dabaye rakha.

Pehle do ungliyan andar gayi to uski kamar uthii. Main halke se hila, usne meri gardan kaati, daant nahi, honth. Lantern ki lo pallu ki tarah kaampi jab takhte ne teesri dastak di.

Hum ruke. Koi chehra nahi dikha. Sirf hawa, jaise koi darwaza kahin se saans le raha ho. Revati ne meri kamar pakdi. “Mat nikalna ab. Andar raho.”

Maine condom ki patti jeans ki jeb se nikaali, wrapper ki karak hall mein badi lagi. Usne dekha, sirf ek baar, phir apna sir gadde par patka. Barrier lagate hi uski chut ne mere lund ko pakda, dheere, phir poora.

Pehle dhakke mein uski saans atki. Doosre mein meri. Hum tez nahi the shuru mein. Haweli ki thand meri peeth par baithi, uski thighs meri kamar ko kasti rahi, aur har dhakke ke saath takhte ki dastak milti gayi jaise koi bahar gin raha ho.

Uski aankhen kabhi chhat par, kabhi mujh par. Main uske seene ko muh se dabaata, nipple ko daant se nahi, honth se kheenchta, aur woh mere baal ki jadon ko pakad leti. Mera naam uske muh se toota, phir doob gaya.

“Aur andar,” usne kaha, awaaz bhi nahi uthayi. Maine kamar jhukayi, lund uski chut ke gehre hisse tak gaya, aur uski ungliyan meri peeth par nishan chhodne lagi.

Ek pal ko lagaa koi aur saans bhi hai. Hum dono ki saansein phooli hui thi, lekin teesri si thandi lehri gardan ke peeche se guzri. Revati ne mujhe aur kheench liya, jaise dar ko jism se dhakna ho.

Maine uski ek taang apne kandhe par uthayi. Angle badla, uski chut ne aur kasav diya, aur meri thighs kaanpne lagi. Yeh list nahi thi, ek hi raasta tha: dhakka, saans, uska muh meri gardan par, lantern ki kaanpti gola.

Uski awaaz dabii hui nikalii jab main tez hua. Farsh ne jawaab diya. Kahin ek khidki si siski, lekin khidki band thi. Maine uske honth dabaye, kiss gehra tha, daant tak, aur usne meri jeebh pakad li.

Kapde pairon ke paas lade pade the. Uski salwar ek ghutne par atki rahi, meri shirt ek kandhe se latki. Physical hisaab yahi raha, kuch gayab nahi hua, kuch naya nahi aaya.

Usne mujhe palat diya. Main let gaya, woh upar aa gayi, baal chehre par gire, aur usne khud ko mere lund par utaara. Uski kamar gol ghumi, dheere, phir tez. Maine uski thighs pakdi, uski chut ne har utaar par awaaz di, geeli, saaf, aur meri saans uske pet se takrai.

Takhte ne ab dastak nahi di. Khamoshi bhaari thi. Revati jhuki, uske seene mere muh se satae, aur usne kaha, “Dekh mat darwaza. Mujhe dekh.”

Maine dekha. Uski aankhen nam thi, lekin rone wali nahi. Dar ka paani tha. Main uske nithambon ko uthata, woh girti, uthati, aur mera lund ki nass uski chut ki deewar se ragad khati rahi.

Jab uska jism kasaa, usne meri kalai itni zor se dabi ki dard hua. Orgasm uske pet se neeche utra, uski chut ne baar baar pakda, chhoda, pakda. Maine rukne ki koshish nahi ki. Barrier ke peeche mera cum bhar gaya, dhakke last tak gine nahi, bas khatam hue.

Woh meri chhati par gir gayi. Lambi saans. Phir aur ek. Lantern ab bhi jalti thi. Hall waisa hi tha, lekin hum nange the us hadd tak jitna kapdon ne chhoda tha.

Maine uske baal hataye. Uski aankhen band rahi. Bahar aangan ki hawa ne ek purani silli ko siskaya. Andar sirf hamari garmi thi, aur woh thandi lehri jo ab bhi kona se aati thi.

Pehle nikalna

Revati uthii pehle. Salwar khinchi, kurta sir ke upar se daala, baal bandhe nahi. Maine jeans uthayi, zip lagayi, shirt ke do button galat hole mein daal diye aur chhod diye.

Diya ab bhi jalta tha. Usne lantern uthayi, meri taraf dekha, aur woh narm si muskaan nahi di jo pehle raat ko di thi. Sirf ek nod.

“Main aangan se nikal rahi hoon. Tum hall band karna, ya na karna, tumhara kaam. Mere saath mat aana abhi.”

Yeh saza nahi thi. Ek naya fasla tha, wahi sawal ka doosra hissa. Maine kalaai nahi pakdi. Woh kadam uthati gayi, lantern ki gola uske saath khisakti gayi, aur bade darwaze ne uske jaate hi ek dheeli si karkar di.

Main aakhri diya ke paas khada raha. Haweli ki deewar waisi hi thandi thi. Uski khushbu meri shirt par thi, uski nishaan meri peeth par, aur aangan ki taraf uske kadam ab door the.

Lantern ki roshni patthar par se hatte hi hall andha ho gaya. Maine diya nahi bujhaya. Bahar Gwalior ki raat Bharat ke us khamosh hisse mein phaili hui thi, aur main us darwaze tak gaya jahan se woh nikal chuki thi, phir ruk gaya, uske peeche nahi gaya.

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