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Nandini ne mujhse purani chahat ka sex maanga

9 min readHindi Sex Stories

Main darwaze ke paas khada hokar dahina pair chappal mein daal raha tha. Nandini ke drawing room ki ceiling fan tez ghoom rahi thi, aur uski chai ki pyaali abhi mez par adhuri thi.

Nikalne hi wala tha ki uska haath mere kandhe par aa gaya. “Ek minute ruk, Arvind.” Uski awaaz mein woh halka kash tha jo shaam bhar chai ke dauran nahi tha.

Mud kar dekha to woh kareeb khadi thi. Bhopal ke is purane mohalle mein, Bharat ki late summer ki garmi abhi utri nahi thi, lekin uski ungliyon ka sparsh bilkul thanda nahi laga.

Uske baal khule the, kanpatti par chhoti si silver line chamak rahi thi. Meri umar pachas ek, uski umar pentaalis, dono ke chehre par woh thakan thi jo lambi zindagi ke baad chupke aa jaati hai.

Aaj sirf chai peene aaya tha. Do gali paar apna kamra tha, socha tha andhere se pehle nikal jaunga. Gali ke kutte bhi pehchaan chuke the meri dhun.

“Nandini, andhera hone laga. Main nikalta hoon.” Chappal ki peeth ungli se theek ki. Usne meri baat kaat di, bina muskurahe.

“Tu nikalna mat. Maine tujhe sirf chai ke liye nahi bulaya tha.” Seedhi line thi, koi gol gol baat nahi. Pyaali mez par dhundhli si bhaap chhod rahi thi.

Pehle laga mazak hai, isliye main hans diya. Uski aankhen nahi hans rahi thi. Pallu uske daen kandhe se sarak kar kalaai tak aa chuka tha.

“Seedha bata.” Gale ke paas wala button usne itna khola ki saans aasani se chale, phir boli, “Bees saal pehle gali ke kone par jo tu chhod kar chala gaya, woh meri body mein ab bhi baithi hai.”

“Aaj main chhupana nahi chahti. Yeh purani chahat meri hai, teri bhi, aur main isko darwaze se bahar nahi bhejna chahti.”

Hindustan ke is madhya shehar mein aisi baatein dheere hoti hain. Drawing room ke parden aadhe khule the, bahar se cycle ki ghanti kabhi-kabhi aa jaati. Koi hum akele nahi the is ghar ke andar, lekin gali abhi khali thi.

Uske kareeb gaya. “Tu sure hai? Main ruk sakta hoon, bas tu keh de.” Itna hi poocha, doosri baar nahi dohraya. Jawab usne baaton se nahi, kameez ke kore se diya.

Mera kameez ka kora pakad kar khud ko mere seene se laga liya. Chappal pair se nikal kar marble par khadaki. Usne chuma, pehle honth ke kone par, phir poora munh. Elaichi aur thodi si chai ab bhi zaban par thi.

Uski kamar par haath rakh kar khada raha. Darwaze ki taraf koi kadam nahi gaya. Fan ki hawa saari ke pallu ko meri kalaai se takraati rahi, jaise koi teesri awaaz ho.

Usne mujhe wapas khincha

Nandini ke honth namak jaise the. Saari ka pallu ek kheencha mein kandhe se utaar laaya, kapda diwan ke kinare par latak gaya. Blouse ke peeche hook the, unhe kholte hue meri ungliyan atki, lekin usne peeth tedhi karke madad kar di.

Chuchein haath mein bhar aayi, garam, bhari. Munh laga kar ek chuchi ko chusa, doosri ko anguthe se ghumaya. Uski aankhen band thi, honth khule. Gale se ek lambi saans nikli jo shikayat nahi, maang thi.

“Aur neeche,” usne kaha, petticoat ki nada meri taraf dhakelti hui. Nada khola, kapda uski thighs se sarak kar pairon ke paas ikattha ho gaya. Petticoat ke neeche saadi panty thi, geeli dhaari beech mein saaf dikh rahi thi.

Ghutnon ke bal uske beech baitha. Panty ko side par sarka kar zaban uski chut par feri. Ek dum se mere baal pakad kar khinchi. Namak, garmi, thodi si khushbu jo sabun ki nahi thi. Do ungliyan andar gayi, dheere, kyunki uske chehre par jaldbazi nahi thi.

Uski kamar uth kar mere munh se lipat gayi. Fan ke neeche paseena gardan par jamne laga. Main zaban se gol kiya, kabhi upar wale naram hisse par ruka, kabhi andar tak gaya. Uski ungliyan meri gardan ke peeche kas ti nahi, kasti rahi, lekin awaaz dabi hui thi.

“Arvind, itna mat sata. Andar aa.” Short. Direct. Kameez utaar kar diwan ke arm par daali, pant ki belt kholi, underwear ke saath neeche sarka di. Mera lund khada tha. Uski hatheli ne pakad kar ek baar neeche se upar ghumaya, naapti hui, jaise yaad kar rahi ho ki pehle kabhi nahi chhua tha.

Pair usne khol diye. Diwan par uske upar aaya, nok uski chut ke muh par rakh kar ruk gaya. Uski aankhen khuli. Khud kamar uthayi aur mujhe andar le liya. Geela gher tha, pehla dhakka dheere, doosra uski saans ke saath.

Beech tak pahunchte hi dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Uski chut ne pakad liya, naram lekin kasi hui. Main ruk kar uska munh chuma, taaki awaaz kamre ke kaanch tak na jaaye. Woh hans nahi rahi thi ab, bas meri peeth par apna ek haath failaye hue thi.

Pachas ke baad body jaldi nahi maanti, lekin aaj maann rahi thi. Har dhakke par uski chuchein meri chhati se ragad khati. Blouse ka ek hook ab bhi latak raha tha kandhe par, jaise poori tarah nanga hone ki koi jaldi na ho, sirf yeh ki main bahar na nikal jaun.

“Bees saal, tu sochta raha ki main bhool gayi?” Uski awaaz kaamp nahi rahi thi. Main jhooth nahi bola. “Bhoola nahi. Nikalna asaan laga tha tab. Aaj nikalna mushkil ho gaya.” Uski thighs meri kamar par kas gayi, jawab ke taur par.

Diwan ki old spring ne ek baar karkaya. Dono has diye, dabi hui hansi, phir woh hansi toot kar gehra dhakka ban gayi. Main uski kamar pakad kar khincha, woh mere nether se lipat kar uth ti rahi. Itwar ki yeh shaam ab chai wali shaam nahi rahi thi.

Kabhi ruk kar andar hi khada raha, sirf honth uski gardan par. Kabhi tez ho gaya jab usne naakhon se meri peeth kheench li. Uski chut se geeli awaaz aa rahi thi, chhoti, saaf, jo sharm se nahi, bharne se nikalti hai. Main uske kaan ke paas naam nahi le raha tha baar baar. Sirf saans.

Parden ke faasile se gali ka ek tukda dikhta. Koi nahi ruka. Radio kisi ghar se dushman nahi, bas door ka geet. Is garmi mein Bhopal ke is kone ka waqt dheema chal raha tha, aur hum us dheeme waqt ko tod rahe the.

Uske baal mere honthon se chipak gaye. Main unhe kaan ke peeche kiya, uski aankhen dekhi. Uski aankhen geeli thi, rone se nahi. “Yahan rakh, nikal mat abhi.” Andar hi ghumaya, chhota daayra, jisse uski kamar kampne lagi. Meri ungliyon ne uski chut ke upar wale naram bindu ko dabaye rakha, dhakke ke saath.

Pehle uska body kasaa, phir dhila. Uski chut ne baar baar pakda, chhodaa, pakda. Gale se jo awaaz nikli woh meri shirt ke kapde mein dabi, meri kameez to pehle hi utar chuki thi, isliye awaaz mere seene se lagi. Main uske saath nahi girna chahta tha itni jaldi, lekin pakad itni thi ki daant bhi bheenchne pade.

Diwan par ruki hui shaam

Thodi der ke liye nikal kar uski thighs ke beech raha, lund geela, dhadakta. Usne haath se phir pakad liya. “Andar hi rakh. Mujhe khali nahi chahiye.” Wapas ghusa, is baar gehrai se, bina poochhe, kyunki pehle wala jawab pehle mil chuka tha.

Nandini ne pair mere kandhon par chadhaye. Weight se diwan thoda jhuka, lekin toota nahi. Is kone se uski chut aur khul gayi, main poora baith gaya andar. Uski aankhen neeche meri jotri tak gayi, phir upar. Koi sharmili muskaan nahi, sirf dekhna.

Dhakke ab mil kar the, na sirf mere, na sirf uske. Kabhi woh upar se ghumti, kabhi main kamar pakad kar khincht. Paseena dono ke pet ke beech chipchipa tha. Main uski chuchi dobara munh mein li, daant se halka dabaya. Uski ungliyan mere baal mein aur kas gayi.

“Tu sochta hai purani baat sirf yaad hai?” sawal ke beech saans tooti. Maine kaha, “Yaad nahi, body hai.” Itna kaafi tha. Usne meri gardan khinch kar chuma, daant se honth pakde, chhoda, phir zaban di. Chumban mein hi uski chut ne phir se kheencha.

Tez ho gaya taalu. Fan ki ghoomi hui hawa ab thandi nahi lagti thi. Uski kamar meri hatheli ke neeche kamp rahi thi, chhoti lehrein, phir badi. Main uske clit par angutha ferte raha, dhakke ke hisaab se, na checklist ki tarah, bas wahi jagah jahan uski saans atakti thi.

Doosri baar jab woh aayi to pair mere peeth par maar se nahi, chipak se lage. Uski chut itni kasi ki main ruka, poora andar, hilna mushkil. “Ab tu bhi,” usne kaha, aankh band karke. Main nikalna nahi chahta tha, lekin raha bhi nahi jaata tha. Kamar kas kar do gehre dhakke diye, teesre par pani uske andar chhoot gaya.

Girne ke baad bhi andar raha, dhadkan neeche jaise alag dil ho. Uski thighs dheeli hui, lekin pair nahi hataye. Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi, ek doosre ke gale par. Diwan ke kinare saari ab bhi latak rahi thi, pallu zameen ko chhu raha tha jaise koi extra aadmi ho kamre mein.

Uski aankhen khuli to ceiling fan ko dekha, mujhe nahi. “Pyaali thandi ho gayi hogi.” Itni saadharan line ke baad meri hansi nikal gayi, dabi. Usne meri chhati par ek thappad jaisa pyar diya. “Has mat. Chai main dobara nahi garam karungi aaj.”

Nikla to uski chut se geela risala pairon tak gaya. Usne panty nahi pehni turant. Petticoat pair ke paas pada tha, blouse kandhe par adhoora. Main underwear khincha, pant pehni, kameez baahon mein daali lekin button abhi khule. Uski nazar mere pet ke baal par ruki, phir hat gayi jaise ab koi bhed nahi bacha.

Chup chaap uske baal kaan ke peeche kiye. Silver line ungli ke neeche thi, sachi, chamakti. “Itwar ko aana, yeh nahi socha tha.” Usne kaha, “Maine socha tha. Isliye bulaya. Chai bahana thi, tu jaanta tha, bas nikalna chahta tha.” Jhoot nahi bola is baar bhi. Nikalna chahta tha, ab nahi chahta tha, lekin raha bhi nahi ja sakta tha raat bhar, yeh ghar uska tha, gali dekh rahi thi.

Blouse ke bache hook usne khud lagaye, dheere. Saari lapeti, pallu is baar kam tight. Main marble par giri chappal uthayi, pehle baen, phir dahina pair. Darwaza ab bhi vaise hi tha jaisa nikalte waqt chhoda tha, koi tala extra nahi laga, koi naya kagaz nahi, sirf hum dono ka paseena aur thandi chai.

Uski chut se jo geelapan tha, usne petticoat ke neeche ponchha, bina badi ceremony ke. Phir khadi hui. “Aangan tak aa. Gali se pehle.” Yeh agla kaam nahi tha, sirf itna ki darwaze par alag na hon. Main kameez ke do button lagaa kar uske peeche chala.

Aangan se nikalte kadam

Aangan ki eent garam thi, shaam ka bacha hua tap. Nandini ne kundi nahi chadhayi peeche se. Mere girebaan ka kora uljha hua tha, kameez ke last button ke paas. Uska haath aaya, kora andar kiya, ungli ek pal meri gardan ke nichaale ruki, phir hat gayi.

Koi kal wali baat nahi kahi. Koi lambi alvida nahi. Chappal ke talon se eent ki kharkh intact thi. Main gali ki taraf kadam badhaya, woh aangan ke kinare khadi rahi, pallu honth tak nahi liya, sirf dekh ti rahi jab tak main mohalle ke mode par gayab nahi hua.

Mode par mud kar dekha to woh ab bhi wahi thi, haath girebaan wali jagah par nahi, apni saari ke kinare par. Phir usne peeth feri aur andar chali gayi. Darwaza band hua, ek hi awaaz, koi doosri kundi nahi. Gali ke kutte ne meri dhun pehchan kar ek baar bhunka, phir chup ho gaya.

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