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Seedhe sawal ke baad terrace store mein Naina ke saath jo sex hua

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

Naina ne pipe ka nozzle ghuma kar wahi palash dubara bhigona shuru kiya jiski mitti pehle se kaali aur chamakdar pad chuki thi. Paani pot ke kinare se nikal kar meri chappal tak aa gaya, lekin uski nigah patte par nahi ruki.

Tanki ke float ko main do baar daba chuka tha. Ranchi ki is purani society ke terrace par May ki dhoop aisi thi jaise Bharat ke poorvi hisse ki garmi kapdon ke andar utar aati hai. Hum dono is hafte ke paani wale roster par sirf resident ki tarah saath the, na koi naukri, na koi hukm.

Nozzle se girta dhaara usi chhote patte ko maar raha tha jo pehle hi jhuk chuka tha. Maine pipe ki nali ko joota, kyunki woh pal-pal mein mud rahi thi.

“Naina, yeh pot to subah se bheega pada hai. Tum kya dekh rahi ho?”

Uske kandhon ne ek pal akadne ki koshish ki, phir dheele pad gaye. Pipe uski ungliyon se fislayi. Paani behtar mitti par bahne laga, aur uski aankhen seedha meri taraf uthin.

“Tumhe,” usne kaha, awaaz saaf thi. “Main pot nahi, tumhe dekh rahi thi.”

Woh pot do baar bheeg chuka tha

Dhoop itni tez thi ki uski cotton kurta kamar se chipak kar patli si lakir bana rahi thi. Main kuch der chup raha, kyunki neeche courtyard se kabhi-kabhi bartan ki khanak aa jaati thi.

“Yahan koi bhi aata hai dopahar ko,” maine kaha. “Roster par sirf hamara naam hai, lekin chhat khuli hai.”

Naina ne nozzle band kiya. Paani ka last chhinta uske pairon ke paas girta raha. Untees saal ki us aurat ne koi sharmai hui hansi nahi di, bas ek kadam aage badhi.

“To store ke andar chalo. Wahan se na tanki dikhti hai, na seedhiyan. Main abhi chahti hoon, Arjun.”

Uske baal gandhe se khule the, ek clip tez dhoop mein chamak rahi thi. Maine uska haath nahi jhatora. Sirf itna poocha, “Agar koi knock kare to?”

“To darwaza band rahega,” usne kaha. “Aur main khud kholungi, ya nahi kholungi. Yeh meri marzi hai.”

Terrace ke kone wala tool store tin ka tha, andar khad, do phati tokriyan, aur ek lohe ka thack tha. Hum dono uske saaye mein ghuse. Bahar ki garmi peeche reh gayi, lekin andar hawa bhi bhari thi.

Naina ne peeche se kundi chadha di. Woh kaam itna chhota tha ki uski saans bhi saath mein badh gayi. Phir usne meri t-shirt ka hem pakad liya.

“Yahan. Abhi.”

Maine uski kamar par apna ek haath rakha. Kurta geeli thi. Uske neeche uski body garam thi, jaise dhoop ne pehle se rasta bana diya ho. Hum dono ke beech koi aur shart nahi thi, na koi hisaab.

Pehla chuma jaldi ka tha. Uske honth namak aur paani ke se the. Doosri baar usne meri gardan pakdi aur khud ko diwar se sata liya, taaki tin ki sardi uski peeth ko chhu sake.

Honthon ke peeche jo mang thi

Kurta ke pehle do button usne khud khole. Andar safed bra ki patti dhoop ki kami mein bhi saaf dikh rahi thi. Maine uski thighs ko kapde ke upar se sahla, palazzo geela tha aur uske against chipka hua tha.

“Aaram se nahi,” usne kaha, lekin awaaz mein gussa nahi tha. “Der se dekhne ka natija yahi hai.”

Uske chuchiyon ko kapde ke upar se dabaate hi uski saans tezi se nikli. Bra ka hook peeche tha. Maine woh khola, aur uski boobs haath mein bhari, naram, nipplon par paani ki thandak ab bhi thi.

Naina ne meri jeans ki belt khinchi. Zip utri to mera lund kapde ke andar se tight ho chuka tha. Usne haath andar daal kar pakda, na khelne ke liye, na naapne ke liye, bas pakad kar upar-neeche kiya jaise faisla ho chuka ho.

Store ki diwar par uski peeth ragad khati thi. Main uski palazzo aur panty ek saath kamar se utaar laaya. Kapde uske takhnon par atak gaye, usne ek pair nikal kar unhe ek taraf dhakel diya.

Uski chut garam thi, baalon ke beech geeli. Meri ungliyon ne dhere se andar gaya, do ungliyan, kyunki uski thighs khud aur khul gayin. Woh mere kandhe ko kaatne layak dabane lagi.

“Condom nikaalo,” usne kaha, saans ke beech. “Pocket mein hai na? Maine dekha tha jab tum float check kar rahe the.”

Jeans ke pichhle pocket se foil nikaali. Usne khud packet phaada, meri mutthi se lund ko pakad kar sheath chadha di, theek, bina koi natak kiye. Barrier ke baad uski ungliyon ne base ko ek baar dabaya, phir diwar ke against apni kamar meri taraf ki.

Pehla dhakka gehra nahi tha. Uski chut ne pakda, phir chhoda, phir dubara khinch liya. Maine uski ek taang uthayi, takhnan meri kamar ke peeche atak gaya. Tin ki diwar thodi si bajti, isliye main rhythm chhota rakhne laga.

“Aur lagao,” Naina boli. “Awaaz se darr ke mat chhodna.”

Uske baal mere munh par aa gaye. Maine unhe kaan ke peeche kiya aur uski gardan chumi, jahan paseena namak chhod raha tha. Har dhakke par uski boobs meri chhati se takrati thin.

Kuch der baad uski taang kaapne lagi. Maine use lohe ke thack ki taraf ghuma diya, jahan khad ki bori thi. Woh pet ke bal nahi leti, ulta baith gayi, taangein kholi, aur mujhe kheench liya.

Is angle par uski chut aur khuli. Mera lund andar tak gaya, condom ke saath bhi garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Naina ne apna ek haath apni chut ke upar rakha, ungli clitoris par gol, doosra haath meri kamar ki belt loop par.

“Yahan ruko… nahi, abhi mat nikalna.”

Uske andar ki pakad teez ho gayi. Maine dhakke chhote kiye, bas dabaye rakha, jab tak uski thighs meri kamar ko kas nahi gayin. Uski awaaz dabi hui nikalti rahi, koi lamba shabd nahi, sirf saans aur daant.

Jab uska jhatka aaya to uski aankhen band thin, honth khule. Uski chut ne baar-baar kasaa. Main uske andar hi raha, har kasav ke saath thoda aur gehra, lekin naya angle nahi banaya.

Uske baad bhi usne mujhe bahar nahi dhakela. “Tum bhi,” itna kaha, aur meri gardan par munh rakh diya.

Maine speed badhayi. Bori ke plastic par uski nangi kamar khisakti thi. Uski nails meri peeth ki t-shirt ke through lagi, kyunki upar ka kapda maine poora nahi utara tha. Andar ki garmi badhti gayi, phir main uske andar hi gir gaya, condom ke andar, lambi saans ke saath.

Thodi der dono hile nahi. Bahar se ek scooter ki awaaz neeche gali se guzri aur khatam ho gayi. Hindustan ke is Sunday mein bazaar bhi dheema pad jata hai, isliye neeche se bhi koi tez dawat nahi aa rahi thi.

Maine dhire se bahar nikala. Condom ko utaar kar tin ke kone wale kachre ke thaila mein bandha, jahan sookhe patte pehle se pade the. Naina abhi bhi thack par baithi thi, palazzo ek pair mein atka, kurta khuli, bra kahin pairon ke paas.

Usne bra pehle pehni, hook khud lagaya. Button milane mein uski ungliyan halki kaampi, lekin kaam poora kiya. Main jeans pehen kar belt kas raha tha jab usne meri t-shirt ka hem theek kiya, jaise koi badi baat na ho.

“Paani abhi bacha hai,” maine kaha. Baat kaam ki thi, isliye usne sirf gardan hilayi.

Kundi kholi to dhoop phir andar ghus aayi. Palash wahi bheega pada tha. Pipe zameen par padi thi, nozzle se ab bhi ek-ek boond gir rahi thi.

Seedhiyon par rukna zaroori nahi tha

Naina ne baal clip seedha kiya. Kurta ke neeche uski nipples ab kapde se itne clear nahi the, lekin geela pan ab bhi kamar par tha. Maine watering can uthaya, wahi jo doosre kone ke paani ke liye rakha tha, aur uski taraf badhaya.

Usne can nahi liya. Sirf meri kalaai ko ek pal chhua, phir chhod diya, jaise woh chhuna bhi hisaab ka na ho.

“Tum float dubara dekh lena. Main neeche jaati hoon.”

Seedhiyon ki pehli deewar ke peeche uska sir dikhai diya. Watchman ne neeche se kuch poocha, awaaz bikhri hui aayi. Naina ne jawab nahi diya, na hi ruki. Uske pairon ki chappal ek ke baad ek kam hoti gayi, phir terrace par sirf pipe ki boond aur meri saans bachi.

Can mere haath mein hi reh gaya. Palash ke neeche paani ki dhaar sookh chuki thi, lekin mitti ab bhi chamak rahi thi. Maine nozzle band paya, tanki ka float ek baar aur dabaaya, aur can ko store ke thack ke peeche rakh diya, wahi jahan abhi kapde atke the.

Neeche courtyard mein koi bartan nahi baj raha tha. Ranchi ki dhoop waisi hi khadi thi, Bharat ke is garm plate par dopahar ab bhi lambi thi. Main chhat par akela paani ka kaam khatam karne laga, aur Naina ke jaane ke baad roster wahi kaam dikhne laga jo ab sirf mere haath mein tha.

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