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Maine chowki cabin mein police partner ke saath sex kiya

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

Helmet ke strap ko main abhi kas hi rahi thi ki cabin ke darwaze par Arjun khada mil gaya. Uske khaki pent abhi bhi pehne hue the, upar sirf safed baniyan thi. Night duty ki last round khatam ho chuki thi, clock teen bajkar paintealis dikha raha tha.

Shivaji Nagar chowki ki yeh rest cabin ab bhi garam thi. Nashik ki galiyan Bharat ke Maharashtra mein us waqt dheemi pad chuki thin. Meri khaki shirt hook par latak rahi thi. Black t-shirt aur jeans pehn chuki thi, sneakers ke feete bandh chuke the.

Wireless set metal table ke kone par rakha tha. Volume maine khud gira diya tha. Kiraye ke kamre jaake letne ka irada tha, isliye helmet uthaye darwaze ki taraf badhi.

“Tum abhi tak yahan ho?” maine poocha.

Arjun darwaze ke kinare raha, rasta chhodta hua. “Reema, main extra gadi isliye nahi le gaya. Mujhe tumse ek baat karni thi. Yeh case ki baat nahi hai.”

Helmet meri kalai par latka. “Jo baat file mein nahi, woh yahan kyun? Hum dono SI hain. Chowki par log muh bana lenge.”

“Duty khatam hai,” usne kaha. “Mera naam tumhari report ke upar nahi chhapta. Same batch, same rank. Agar nikalna hai to nikal jao. Main threshold nahi rokunga.”

Bahar ki thandi hawa dikhi. Phir uski aankhen. Usne haath nahi badhaya. Wahi khada raha, jaise meri nikalne ki jagah saaf rakhni ho.

“Main ruk rahi hoon apni marzi se,” maine kaha, helmet table par rakhte hue. “Abhi ke liye yeh khaki ki baat nahi.”

Rukne ka matlab

Table ke kinare tak main khud gayi. Arjun andar aaya, darwaza itna band kiya ke koi jhalak na pade, taala nahi ghumaya. Mere kaan mein uski saans padi. Maine apna ek haath uski kamar par rakha, baniyan ki elastic ke neeche.

Usne chuma, pehle honth, phir meri gardan. Meri ungliyon uske baal mein phans gayin. Black t-shirt ke neeche uska haath garam tha, meri chhati ke neeche se upar. Main jeans ka button khud kholi, zipper neeche kiya, kyunki rukna ab sirf baat nahi, chaho ka hisaab tha.

“Yahan, abhi,” maine kaha. “Phir main nikalungi.”

Woh hans diya nahi, sirf sir hilaya. Khaki pent ka buckle khula. Uska lund baniyan ke neeche se tight dikh raha tha. Maine usko kapde ke upar se dabaya, phir elastic utar kar haath ke andar liya. Garam, sakht, meri hatheli mein dhadakta.

Jeans ghutnon tak utri, phir sneakers ke saath ek pair ki tarah ek kona. Meri panties geeli thi. Arjun ne unhe bhi utar diya. Metal table ki thandi surface meri nangi hips ke peeche lagi. T-shirt abhi bhi pehni thi, bas upar ko sarki hui.

Uske pent bhi ghutnon par atke. Pocket se condom nikala, packet phaada. Main dekhti rahi jab tak usne lund par chadha liya. Phir meri thighs kholi, ek taang table ke kinare, doosri uske hip par.

Pehle dhakke mein uska lund meri chut ke muh par ruka, phir dheere andar gaya. Main ne lambi saans li. Itni der se jo khichav tha, woh is ghusav mein tuta. Meri ungliyon uske kandhon par kasin.

“Aur andar,” maine kaha, awaaz dabi.

Arjun ne meri kamar pakdi. Har dhakka table ko halka hilata. Cabin ki dim light mein uski aankhen meri taraf thin, na file, na roll call. Sirf yeh ki main yahan ruki, aur woh bhi.

Hindustan ki police line mein aisi cabin har chowki par hoti hai, lekin us raat yeh sirf do logon ki thi. Bahar gali soyi hui thi. Andar meri saans aur uski saans mil kar ek rhythm bani.

Jeans ek side giri padi thin. Uska haath meri t-shirt ke neeche meri nipple ko malte raha, doosra meri hips ko table ke kinare tikaye. Main uske lund ko andar kheenchti, chut geeli ho kar aawaz nikalne lagi, dabi, sharmile nahi, bas control ki hui.

“Tez mat kar, ruk ke, phir tez,” maine kaha.

Woh ruka, pura andar, meri chut ko bhar ke. Phir chhota dhakka, phir lamba. Meri thighs uske pent ke khaki kapde se ragad khati thin. Table ki thandak aur uski garmi dono saath thi.

Kabhi usne chuma, kabhi meri gardan par saans chhodi. Maine uska lund jab bahar khisakta mehsoos kiya to hips aage ki, wapas le liya. Yeh kheench-tan chalti rahi, na list, na count, bas ek hi raat ka yeh faisla jo helmet ne table par rakhte hi ho gaya tha.

Pani ki bottle table ke doosre kone par hilne lagi. Wireless ab bhi mute ke kareeb tha, red light soyi. Meri aankhen band hui, phir khulin. Arjun ke baal maathe par chipke the.

“Cot,” maine kaha, kyunki table ki dhaar ab meri kamar kaat rahi thi.

Woh nikalta, condom ki plastic ki patli chamak dikhi, phir mujhe utha kar do kadam peeche narrow cot par litaya. Main let gayi, taangein kholi. Woh upar aaya, ek ghutna mattress par, uska lund phir meri chut mein gaya, is baar gehra, meri saans atki.

Cot ne ek karraya. Maine uske kandhon ko kheecha. T-shirt meri chhati par guchchi ho gayi. Uska haath meri thighs ke beech se meri chut ke upar wale gidgidate hisse par raha, ghumata, jab dhakke lagte.

Main tez ho gayi. Aawaz honth ke peeche dabi, phir toot kar nikal gayi. Meri chut ne uska lund kasa, lehra, phir ek tarah se khul kar bhar aaya. Arjun ruk kar dekhta raha, phir usne bhi dhakke tez kiye, khaki pent ab bhi ghutnon par, boots ne cot ki lakdi ko chhua.

“Ab,” usne kaha, aur main sirf hips uthakar jawab di. Condom ke saath uska lund andar hi dhadka, garmi ki ek lehar, phir woh meri upar jhuk gaya, lambi saans lekar. Nikalte waqt plastic ki wohi patli gheri ab bhi uske lund par thi, geeli, tight.

Hum dono akele pade rahe, na koi doosri round, na koi list. Meri saans utar rahi thi. Uski aankhen band thin, phir khuli. Maine t-shirt neeche khinchi, jeans dhoondhi, sneakers ke feete ab bhi bandhe the ek jute mein atke.

Arjun ne condom utar kar tissue mein lapeta, kude ke dabbe mein daala. Pent uthaye, buckle nahi kasa. Main cot ke kinare baithi, meri thighs ab bhi kaamp rahi thin, chut geeli, lekin kapde wapas aane ka kaam chal pada.

Control room ki call

Jeans ki zipper chadha hi rahi thi ki wireless ki red light jag uthi. Volume neeche hone ke bawajood ek dabi mard awaaz aa rahi thi, tooti-phooti.

“Control se SI Reema, Godavari pul ke paas nakabandi. Turant report. Civilian traffic rokna hai.”

Main hathiyon se zipper pakde ruk gayi. Kiraye ke kamre wali neend ab nahi thi. Helmet table par wahi pada tha jahan maine rakhkar rukne ka matlab nikal diya tha.

Arjun ne volume thoda chadha diya, phir mera naam dubara aaya, pul, nakabandi, abhi. Usne khaki shirt hook se utari, meri taraf badhaya. Main t-shirt ke upar hi pehn li, button jaldi, belt hook se utar kar kas li.

Sneakers ke feete check kiye, helmet uthaya. Uski baniyan ab bhi geeli thi paseene se. Main darwaze par thi jab usne kaha, “Main cabin band karta hoon. Tum pul nikal jao.”

Bahar chowki ki kachchi roshni thi. Nashik ki yeh subah ab bhi andheri thi. Main helmet ka strap kasne lagi, wahi kaam jo usne toka tha, lekin is baar nikalna ghar ke liye nahi tha.

Godavari pul ki taraf scooter start kiya. Piche rest cabin ka darwaza Arjun ke haath se band hota dikha. Wireless meri belt ke clip par tha, control ki awaaz ab saaf. Sex wala garam badan ab khaki ke neeche thanda padne laga, lekin meri thighs ab bhi us dhakke ki yaad rakhe hue thin.

Neend ka plan tut chuka tha. Seedha pul, nakabandi, gaadiyan rokna. Helmet ke andar meri saans tez thi, na sharm se, na pachhtave se, sirf is baat se ki jo ruka tha woh khatam ho chuka tha, aur jo call aayi thi woh ab meri next kadam thi.

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