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Ananya ke girte scarf ke baad Kanpur flat mein hua sex

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

Ananya ke haath se neela scarf girte hi main jhuk gaya. Hum dono ki ungliyan ek saath kapde par atak gayin. Uski aankhen meri aankhon se takrayin, phir usne scarf apne seene se chipka liya jaise koi chhupi hui cheez ho.

Kanpur ke is purane colony flat mein pankha dheere ghum raha tha. Bharat ke is garm hisse mein shaam bhi paseena chhodti hai. Maine socha tha ki woh sirf wapas karne ke liye bulayi hai, kyunki uski sagai ki baat muhalle mein ghum rahi thi.

“Yeh tere paas kyun pada hai abhi tak?” maine poocha.

Ananya ne scarf ko ungliyon se sahlaate hue kaha, “Kyunki maine vapas karne ka irada kabhi nahi banaya.” Uske baal kandhon par bikhe the. Cotton kurta gardan ke paas dhili thi, aur uski left ungli bilkul khali thi.

Khali ungli ne meri saans rok di. Sagai wali sone ki ring wahan honi chahiye thi. Main khada raha, scarf ab uske seene aur mere haath ke beech daba hua.

“Ring kahan hai?” meri awaaz sookhi nikli.

Woh cupboard ke paas hat gayi, ek khali gadda dabba uthaya, aur use sofe ki bagal mein rakh diya. “Mangalvaar ko wapas kar di. Ghar walon ko bhi bata diya. Tujhe isliye nahi kaha kyunki tu pehle hi door ho chuka tha.”

Yeh prior choice meri chhati mein baith gayi. Maine use chhod diya tha yeh soch kar ki uski shaadi pakki hai. Usne chhupa ke sagai tod di thi, aur scarf ko almari ke kone mein rakh chhodi thi.

Gusse aur raahat ka mix ajeeb tha. Main uske kareeb gaya, phir ruka. Ananya ne khud ek kadam aage badhaya. Uski aankhen geeli nahi thin, tez thin.

“Agar tu ab bhi naraaz hai to ja. Warna yahin reh,” usne kaha. “Main tujhe rokne ke liye jhooth nahi bol rahi. Yeh mera faisla pehle ho chuka tha.”

Maine uska haath pakda, scarf ke upar se. Usne haath nahi chhudaya. Woh meri taraf jhuki aur maine uske honthon ko chuma. Pehla kiss halka tha, doosra gehra. Uski saans meri gardan par garmi chhod gayi.

Kurta ke neeche uski kamar naram thi. Maine apna ek haath wahan rakha. Ananya ne meri shirt ke button khole, dheere, bina jaldi ke. Hum sofe ke paas khade rahe, window ki light peeth par padti rahi.

“Yahi, abhi,” usne mere kaan ke paas kaha. Itna kaafi tha. Maine sir se haan ki, aur uski chuchiyon ko kurta ke upar se sahlaaya. Kapda geela nahi tha, lekin uski nipples tight ho chuki thin.

Usne kurta upar se utar kar sofe par fenk diya. Neeche saadi bra nahi, sirf ek patli camisole thi. Main camisole ko upar sarka kar uske boobs ko muh mein laya. Ananya ki ungliyan mere baal mein kas gayin.

Jeans ki zip mere lund par dabaav bana rahi thi. Usne zip kholi, haath andar kiya, aur mujhe pakda. Mera lund uski mutthi mein garam ho gaya. Maine uski churidar ki nada kholi. Kapda thighs par latak gaya, phir gir gaya.

Uski chut par panty geeli thi. Maine panty ko side se hata kar ungli pheri. Woh meri ungli ke saath hilne lagi, honth band, aankhen khuli. Maine do ungliyan andar ki, dheere, uski geelapan ke saath.

“Aur andar,” usne kaha, aur khud mere haath ko dabaaya. Main uski chut ko sahlaata raha, anguthe se clit par ghumav deta raha. Ananya ki saansein phoolne lagin. Usne meri shirt poori utar di, phir meri jeans ko ghutnon tak dhakela.

Jo usne pehle hi chun liya tha

Hum hall ke tile par khade the, kapde beech mein giri hui dheri. Maine condom wallet se nikala. Ananya ne packet khud faada, condom ko mere lund par chadhaaya, aur mujhe apni taraf kheench liya.

Usne ek taang meri kamar par chadhai. Main uski chut ke muhane par lund rakh kar ruka. Usne kamar aage ki, aur main andar gaya. Uski chut ne pakad liya, garam, tight, geeli. Pehla dhakka gehra nahi tha, doosra tha.

Window ke paas khade khade chodna ajeeb tha aur tez. Ananya ki peeth deewar se nahi, almari ke kinare se takraayi. Maine uski ek taang uthaye rakhi. Har dhakke par uski chuchiyan meri chhati se ragad khati thin.

“Tez nahi, bas andar rakh,” usne kaha. Maine rhythm badla, lund ko uski chut ke andar dabaye rakha, phir nikal kar wapas ghusaaya. Uski aankhen band huin, muh se ek dabi hui awaaz nikli.

Maine uski kamar pakdi aur usko sofe ki bagal mein ghumaya, taaki main peeche se uski chut mein ghus sakun. Ananya ne haath sofe ke backrest par rakh diye. Meri thighs uski thighs se chipak gayin. Lund poora andar gaya, uski geeli chut ne aur kheencha.

Pankha ki hawa kamar par padi, lekin paseena ruka nahi. Main uske kandhon ko chuma, phir uski gardan. Usne peeche haath bhej kar meri hip dabaayi. Hum isi tarah chudai kar rahe the jab hall ke bahar se pehla dholka bola.

Tabla ka theka itna kareeb tha ki tile mein thartharahat aa gayi. Dono ruke. Mera lund ab bhi uski chut mein tha. Ananya ne sir ghumaya, honth khule.

“Gopal practice shuru kar diya. Landlady ke bete ka roz ka shauk, lekin aaj itna jaldi?” uski awaaz mein gussa nahi, hisaab tha.

Bahar doosra theka aur tez aaya. Khirkion ke kaanch ne jawab diya. Hum nange hall mein the, aur pados ka mard tabla baja raha tha. Pehle wala khada chudai ka mazaab tut gaya.

Maine nikalna chaaha. Ananya ne kamar pakad kar rok liya. “Yahan nahi. Andar chal. Darwaza band karenge, aur tu nikal ke nahi jaayega.”

Tabla ke dhol se naya rasta

Hum alag hue, lekin haath nahi chhute. Ananya ne panty aur churidar pair se nikaal kar chhod diye, camisole bhi. Main jeans ko poora utar kar sofe par daal kar uske peeche andar wale kamre mein gaya.

Bedroom chhota tha, palang par halka bedspread, ek table lamp. Usne inner door band kiya. Tabla ab bhi sunai de raha tha, lekin wood ke peeche daba hua. Ananya palang par let gayi, taangein kholi, aur mujhe ungli se bulaya.

Yeh pehle wale khade dhakkon jaisa nahi raha. Maine uski thighs ke beech ghutne tek kar uski chut ko chata. Jeebh clit par, honth uski folds par. Usne meri sar dabaayi, lekin zor se nahi, jaise rasta dikha rahi ho.

Uski chut ka swaad namak aur uski khud ki geelaahat ka tha. Maine do ungliyan wapas andar ki aur jeebh ghumayi. Ananya ki kamar uthne lagi. Uski saans lamp ki roshni mein dikhai deti thi, pet ke upar.

“Ab lund, nahi ungli,” usne kaha. Main upar chadha. Condom ab bhi sahi tha. Maine uski chut mein dubara ghusaaya, is baar palang ke gaddhe mein, uski taangein meri kamar par.

Dhakke ab lambe the. Tabla ke theke ke beech humari khud ki awaaz dabi rehti. Ananya ne meri peeth par nakhun nahi ghosae, sirf haath phera. Main uske boobs ko muh mein leta, nikalta, phir uske honth chumta.

Usne mujhe ghumaya. Main let gaya, woh upar aa gayi. Uski chut mere lund par baithi, dheere, poori tarah. Ananya ki thighs meri sides par kasin. Woh khud hilne lagi, kamar gol, baal aage girte.

Neeche se main uski clit ko anguthe se sahlaata raha. Uski aankhen meri taraf thin. Jab uska orgasm aaya to usne muh band kiya, kamar kasi, aur uski chut ne lund ko daboch liya. Main uske hips pakde, usko utarne nahi diya.

Uske baad bhi woh hilti rahi, dheemi. Maine uski kamar uthai, neeche se dhakke diye. Palang ki lakdi ek baar chikni. Tabla bahar teez ho kar ruk gaya, phir dubara shuru. Humne us shor ko dhakke ka hisaab nahi banaya, bas uske peeche chhup kar chode.

Ananya ne jhuk kar mujhe chuma, zubaan andar. Maine uski gaand ko haath se pakda, uski chut mein lund ko tez kiya. Uski geelaahat condom ke upar bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Meri saans uske kandhe par tootne lagi.

“Nikal mat, andar hi, condom hai,” usne kaha. Maine uski baat maani. Do lambe dhakke, teesre par mera lund dhadka, maal condom ke andar bhar gaya. Ananya ne mujhe apni chut mein dabaye rakha jab tak dhadkan ruk nahi gayi.

Hum palang par gire, chipke, pankha ab bedroom ki khidki se bhi air la raha tha. Main condom ko sambhal kar nikaala, knot maara, aur side table ke kagaz ke pass rakh diya. Ananya ne meri chhati par haath rakha, kuch nahi kaha.

Poore India mein log sagai todne ko sharm samajhte hain, lekin us kamre mein sharm ki jagah paseena aur dabi saans thi. Kanpur ki yeh shaam ab hall ke tiles se hata kar is chhote palang par aa chuki thi.

Tabla ekdam band ho gaya. Silence itni saaf thi ki muhalle ki cycle ki ghanti bahar sunai di. Ananya hans nahi payi, sirf saans li.

Maine shirt wapas chair par daali

Main palang se utra, underwear pehni, phir shirt uthai. Kapda haath mein aate hi woh purani aadat wapas aa gayi thi, jaise mujhe nikalna hi hai kyunki subah log sawaal karenge.

Ananya ne bed se hi kaha, “Agar tu isliye ja raha hai ki maine pehle nahi bataya, to ja. Agar tu isliye ja raha hai ki sex ho gaya, to shirt rakh.”

Main darwaze aur palang ke beech ruka. Khali ring box ab bhi hall ke sofe ke paas pada hoga. Scarf bhi wahi. Yeh dono cheezein meri peeth peechhe thin, lekin faisla yahin tha.

Shirt ko main pehna nahi. Chair ki peeth par daal di. Ananya ne chaddar nahi kheenchhi, nangi hi uth kar kitchen ke kone tak gayi, khali dabba uthaya, aur use kude ke tin bin mein phenk diya. Dhakkan band hua, ek halki dhwani.

Wapas aakar usne mera haath pakda aur mujhe khidki tak kheench laayi. Neeche gali mein ek thela nariyal paani bech raha tha. Uski ungli meri ungli ke saath thi, ab bhi khali, ab bhi naram.

“Main yahin hoon aaj raat,” maine kaha. Yeh koi agla plan nahi tha, sirf usi khidki ke kaath ka lafz tha.

Ananya ne sir meri bazu par rakh diya. Bahar Gopal ka tabla dubara nahi bola. Andar lamp jal raha tha. Maine shirt nahi uthayi. Usne khidki ki kundi band ki, aur hum wahi khade rahe, nange pair, kapde peechhe chair aur sofe par, bina kisi agle waade ke.

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