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Muslim Rabia jaane lagi thi, phir Asif ke flat mein ruki

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

Rabia ne pairon mein sandal ki patti kasi aur hijab ke kone ko kaan ke peeche daba diya. Darwaze ki kundi tak uske teen kadam bache the. Hyderabad ke is Muslim mohalle ki gali se halki hawa aa rahi thi, aur main chup chap dekh raha tha ke woh nikalne wali hai.

Chai ki pyaliyan mez par thandi pad chuki thin. Cousin ke ghar uska waada tha. Maine kuch kaha nahi, kyunki hum dono jaante the ke is India ke purane shehar mein logon ki nigahein tez hoti hain.

Usne haath kundi par rakha, phir wapas muda. “Asif, main sirf chai peene nahi aati. Main tumhe chahati hoon. Aaj yeh keh ke hi jaungi, ya yahin rukungi.”

Uski aankhen seedhi meri taraf thin, koi sharmili hansi nahi. Muslim gharane ki aurat thi woh, izzat ka hisab jaanti thi, isliye yeh jumla halka nahi tha.

“Main bhi tumhe chahata hoon,” maine kaha. “Rukna hai to ruko. Nahi ruki to bhi meri taraf se koi farz nahi.”

Sandal ke neeche se usne pair khincha. Teen kadam mere kareeb aa kar ruk gayi, aur uski saans meri saans se takra gayi.

Rukne ka izhaar

Pehla kiss halka nahi tha. Rabia ke honth garam the, aur usne meri kurta ki patti pakad li jaise darwaza ab peeche reh gaya ho. Hijab ka kone kaan se sarak aaya, lekin usne khud haath bhadha kar use aur dheel di, apni marzi se.

Kamre ki khidki aadhi khuli thi. Neeche gali mein cycle ki ghanti bajyi, magar hum dono us awaaz ko peeche chhod kar deewar ke sahare khade ho gaye. Meri ungliyon ne uski kamar dhoondhi, kurta ke upar se, phir kapde ke neeche jab usne kamar ko mere haath ki taraf dhakka diya.

“Yahan nahi, log dekh lenge,” usne honthon ke beech se kaha, lekin haath nahi hataya.

Sofa ke peeche wala kona khidki se ooncha tha. Wahan le jaate hue maine uski shalwar ki nada dhili ki. Rabia ne meri belt kholi, na jaldbaazi mein, na rok kar. Uski chut garam thi, geeli, aur meri do ungliyan jaate hi usne meri gardan mein munh chhupa liya.

“Asif… ahista.” Itna kaafi tha. Pace uske saath chalna tha, checklist nahi.

Kurta upar utha to uske kandhon par meri hathon ki garmi pad gayi. Hijab sofa ki tek par rakh diya gaya, baal khule hue kaale the, aur unki khushbu attar jaisi nahi, saaf sabun aur dhoop jaisi thi. Maine uske gale par honth rakhe. Rabia ne mera lund shalwar ke upar se masla, phir kapda neeche sarka diya.

Hum dono Muslim the, aur yeh mohalla jumme ke baad bhi sawalon se bhara rehta hai. Phir bhi us pal ghar ke andar sirf do adult the, koi imam nahi, koi padosi nahi. Uski thighs mere kamar se lipat gayin jab maine use sofa ki gaddi par bithaya.

Geeli ungliyon ke baad main jhuk kar uski chut par munh le gaya. Rabia ki ungliyan mere baal mein phans gayin. Uski aankhen band thin, honth khule, aur gale se jo awaaz nikli woh dabi hui thi, jaise deewar ke paar koi sun na le.

“Aur… yahi…” usne kaha, aur meri zabaan uski geelipan pe ruki, phir ghumi. Uski kamar uth kar meri taraf aayi. Main tez nahi hua, sirf wazan badla, aur usne meri gardan ko apni thighs ke beech dabaye rakha.

Jab uska haath neeche aaya aur usne mera lund pakda, toh pakad sakht thi, seedhi. “Ab andar. Condom lena.” Yeh hukm nahi, saaf pasand thi. Drawer se maine packet nikala, khola, pehna. Barrier lagte hi usne khud taange kholi aur mujhe apni taraf khincha.

Pehli dhakka ahista tha. Uski chut ne meri lambai li, aur dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Rabia ne meri peeth par nakhun nahi gadaye, sirf kapda masla. Phir usne apna ek haath mere kande par rakha aur kaha, “Ab aur andar.”

Sofa ki gaddi sarakne lagi. Main uske upar jhuka, uske boobs kurta ke neeche se nange ho chuke the, aur maine ek nipple munh mein liya jab mera lund uski chut mein dheere dheere chala. Geeli awaaz kamre mein thi, gali ki nahi.

“Asif, zor se nahi, gahra.” Maine uski baat maani. Dhakke lambe ho gaye, jaldi nahi. Uski aankhen kabhi khultin, kabhi band. Islamic tehzeeb wale is ghar mein tasbeeh mez par padi thi, magar us pal sirf hamari chamdi ki garmi thi.

Hindustan ke is shehar ki garm hawa khidki se aati rahi. Paseena uski gardan par tha, mere seene par tha. Rabia ne pair mere kamar ke peeche jaakar kas liye, aur har dhakke ke saath uski chut meri taraf kheenchti rahi.

Main usko chhodne ke kareeb nahi tha abhi. Uski ungliyan apni chut ke upar aa kar clit masalne lagi, meri harakat ke saath. Woh awaaz jo pehle dabi thi, ab khuli, phir usne apna munh mere kandhe se daba liya.

Hina ne neeche se pukara

Tab gali se awaaz aayi, saaf, kareeb. “Rabia! Rickshaw aa gaya! Cousin ka message bhi aaya hai, tu nikal rahi hai ke nahi?”

Hina ki awaaz thi, uski adult dost, jo roz shaam ko isi gali se chilla deti. Rabia ke shareer ne meri kamar par sakhti pakdi. Hum dono thahre. Mera lund ab bhi uski chut mein tha, condom ki patli garmi ke saath.

Khidki ke paas jaane ke bajay usne meri gardan ke paas honth rakh kar dheemi awaaz nikaali. “Main nahi ja rahi. Tu ja, Hina. Rickshaw wapas bhej de.”

Neeche kuch pal chup raha, phir Hina boli, “Theek hai, main keh deti hoon. Der na karna zyada.” Footsteps sarak gaye. Rickshaw ki engine bhi door ho gayi.

Sofa par wahi sequence dobara nahi chala. Rabia ne mujhe seene se hataya, khud khadi hui, aur andar wale kamre ki taraf chali, jahan charpai aur parda dono the. “Yahan khidki hai. Andar chalo. Agar ruke to poora ruko, adhura nahi.”

Yeh interruption sirf rukna nahi thi. Faisla badal gaya tha. Darwaze ke kareeb wali jaldi khatam, andar wale kamre mein der tak rehne ka irada saaf tha.

Parda kheench kar usne khud charpai par let gayi. Shalwar poori utar chuki thi, kurta bhi. Main pajama neeche gira kar uske beech baitha. Condom ab bhi pehna tha, tight, sahi. Usne taange kholi, mujhe dekh kar sir hilaya, aur maine phir andar liya.

Is baar angle alag tha. Charpai ki dandiyan halki chamki. Rabia ne sarush ke neeche se meri kamar pakdi. Har dhakka ab gehra tha, sofa wali chhoti jagah nahi. Uski chut geeli hi nahi, khinchi hui thi, aur mera naam uske honth se toot kar nikalta.

“Asif… yahan… mat nikalna jaldi.” Maine uski thighs apne kandhon ki taraf uthayi. Uske baal charpai par phail gaye. Meri ungliyon ne uski clit dabayi, uske dhakkon ke hisab se nahi, uski saans ke hisab se.

Woh kamre ki chhat ki taraf dekh kar aahein nikaalti, phir meri aankhon mein. Muslim mohalle ki yeh shaam bahar azan ke kareeb thi, magar andar sirf hamari body ki taal thi. Maine uske boobs dabaye, honth se, haath se, aur usne mera lund apni chut mein kheench kar rakha.

Jab uska jism kasne laga, uski ungliyan meri peeth par padin. “Ab mat rukna.” Main usi gehraai par chala, na naya pose, na hisaab. Uski chut ne baar baar meri nokein li, aur woh kapti rahi, lambi saans todti rahi, phir geeli tarah se meri kamar ke neeche behne lagi.

Uske baad meri bhi hadh aa gayi. Condom ke andar hi maine chodte hue nikaala, uski chut ki pakad ke beech. Dono kuch pal aise pade rahe jaise charpai chhoti pad gayi ho. Paseena saaf karne ke liye usne mere seene par apna haath phera, bas itna.

Baad mein koi doosri round nahi chahiye thi. Rabia ne meri taraf dekh kar hans diya, thaka hua, khula. “Chai thandi ho gayi.” Itna hi. Maine condom utar kar knot laga diya, kachre mein daala. Barrier hatne ke baad hum nange hi pade rahe, magar ab chhune ka irada naya nahi tha, sirf saans wapas lene ka tha.

Kurta usne pehle liya, phir shalwar. Hijab sofa se uthaya, kaan ke peeche phir se lagaya, lekin baal poore dabaaye nahi. Main pajama pehen kar khidki ke kareeb gaya, neeche gali saaf thi. Hina nahi thi, rickshaw nahi tha.

“Cousin ko kya bolegi?” maine poocha, hisaab ke liye nahi, isliye ke uska raasta ab alag tha.

“Keh dungi der ho gayi. Jhoot lamba nahi hoga.” Rabia ne sandal haath mein liye, pair abhi nange the. Charpai ki dandi par baith kar usne mujhe dekha. “Main darr ke nahi ruki thi. Yaad rakhna.”

Jawaan Muslim aurat ki yeh baat tohfa nahi, seedha hisaab thi. Maine sir hilaya. Kamre mein attar ki shishi ab bhi mez par thi, tasbeeh bhi, magar unka koi naya matlab nahi banaya.

Rickshaw aage nikal gaya

Darwaza kholte hue usne hijab ka kone theek kiya aur sandal pehen liye. Ordinary nikalna hi tha, koi lamba alvida nahi. Seedhi utarte hue uske kadam tez the, jaise roz shaam ko hote hain.

Neeche gali mein wahi rickshaw ghoom kar wapas aa gaya, shayad Hina ke kehne ke baad driver ne ek chakkar aur kaata. Rabia ne seedhi ke last step par ruk kar haath uthaya aur driver ko aage nikalne ka ishara kar diya. Cousin wali gali ki taraf nahi mudhi. Ulti taraf chal di, akele, bina mude.

Khidki se itna hi dikha. Main andar aaya, pyaliyan waisi ki waisi thin, aur unka hisaab nahi kiya.

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