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Kavya ne mujhse rehearsal ke baad studio mein sex kiya

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Ghungroo ki ek kadi meri pair ke paas khanak gayi, aur Kavya jhuk kar use uthane se pehle meri aankhon mein dekhne lagi. “Beena didi ne kaha tha aaj ke baad mats saza dena, isliye ruki hoon,” usne dheere se kaha, jaise Surat ke is dance studio mein koi aur ab bhi sun raha ho.

Batch nikal chuki thi. Corridor ki batti dim thi. Speaker ke paas volume halke se on tha, ek chhota tabla loop dubki maar raha tha. Kavya ka dupatta uske kandhon par abhi bhi tha. Hum dono ne Beena se waada kiya tha ki charity evening ke rehearsal ke baad saman almirah mein rakh denge, aur wahi rukaawat aaj yahan khadi thi.

“Tum last Thursday se door ho,” Kavya ne mutthi mein ghungroo bandh kar kaha. “Main samjhi thi tum gusse mein ho.”

Mat ka ek kona uthate hue maine jawab diya, “Tumne kaha tha class ke baad nahi. Maine socha tumhe main nahi chahiye.”

Jo Thursday ko atak gaya

Woh hans di. Woh hansna chhota tha, gusse wala nahi. “Maine kaha tha class ke logon ke saamne nahi. Meri bua ki beti us batch mein thi. India ke is shehar mein chhoti baat bhi ghar tak pahunch jaati hai. Tumhe mana nahi kiya tha.”

Yeh line girte hi jo pehle atka hua tha, beech floor par aa gaya. Main uske kareeb gaya. Uske baal maathe par chipke the. Uski aankhen meri taraf thin, dar nahi, sawal.

“Toh ab?” maine poocha.

Usne mera haath liya aur apni kamar par rakh diya. “Ab Beena chali gayi. Batch chali gayi. Main yahin hoon, Vivek. Agar tum bhi ho, toh haan.”

Uske honth pehle meri gardan ke kareeb aaye, phir muh par. Chumban mein koi jhiji nahi thi. Dupatta sarak kar uske ek kandhe se latak gaya. Kurta ke neeche meri ungliyon ko uski kamar ki garmi mili, aur usne saans bhar kar mere t-shirt ka kora pakad liya.

Ghungroo usne dono tation se khol diye, taaki kadi kaaten na. Do kadiyan mat ke kone par rakh kar wapas meri taraf mudi. Track pant ke naade par uski ungli ruki, phir khichi. Mera lund kapdon ke andar pehle se tight tha. Uski mutthi ne use bahar nikala aur halke se sahlaaya, jaise ab bhi koi darwaza khul sakta ho, lekin darwaza band hi raha.

“Yahin,” usne kaha, aur peeth mirror ki taraf karke meri kamar se chipak gayi. Kurta upar utha. Uski chhati meri hatheli ke neeche garmi se bhari thi. Main ne nipple ko honthon se chhua to uski saans tez ho gayi, lekin usne sir nahi hataya.

Geeli garmi uski chut par already thi jab meri ungli ne churidar ke elastic ke andar jaakar use sahlaaya. Kavya ne daant se honth dabaaye, phir mere kaan ke paas sirf itna kaha, “Andar mat soch, pehle yahin rakh.” Do ungliyan geeli ho gayin. Uski thighs meri kalai ko kas gayin, phir dhili padin.

Beena ke jaane ke baad

Mat thande nahi the. Din bhar ke kadam un par ab bhi garmi chhod gaye the. Kavya churidar ke saath panty bhi neeche sarka kar let gayi, ek ghutna khula, dupatta bagal mein. Main t-shirt utar kar uske upar jhuka. Uske kandhon par meri hatheli ruki, uski aankhen band nahi thin.

Track pant ki pocket se condom nikala. Packet ki awaaz speaker ke loop se takrai. Kavya ne khud foil tod kar mera lund pakda aur nighahon se poocha, phir condom chadha diya. Barrier ke baad bhi garmi kam nahi hui. Usne apni taangein kholi, meri kamar ko heels se chhua, aur mujhe andar khincha.

Pehla dhakka gehrai tak nahi gaya. Uski chut ne kopal ki tarah pakda, phir dheere khula. Doosra dhakka uski saans ko tod kar nikal gaya. “Haan,” usne kaha, aur yeh word permission ka dohraav nahi tha, sirf uski body ki awaaz thi.

Andar rehte hue maine uski kamar pakdi. Rhythm pehle chhota raha, kyunki mat ke neeche floor sakhth tha aur uski peeth ko mooh nahi dena tha. Uske baal mere munh ke kareeb aaye. Main ne unhe kaan ke peeche kiya. Uski aankhen meri aankhon se mili rahi.

“Thursday ko tum ruk gaye the corridor mein,” usne beech saans mein kaha. “Main sochi thi tum ghar walon se dar gaye.”

“Dar nahi. Galat sun liya.” Itna kah kar maine dhakka gehrai se diya. Uski ungliyan meri peeth par khurach gayin, lekin awaaz dabi rahi, jaise ab bhi koi deewar ke us paar ho.

Bharat ke is kinare par shaam jaldi ghaneri ho jaati hai, aur studio ki khidkiyon par purane posters ki silwatein lambi ho chuki thin. Loop wahi tha. Hum uske upar apni hi taal bana rahe the. Kavya ne ek taang meri kamar par chadhai, jis se mera lund uski chut mein aur andar chala gaya. Uski geeli garmi condom ke through bhi tight lagi.

Mirror ne humein tedha dikhaya. Us tasveer mein meri peeth aur uski khuli taangein thin, kuch aur nahi. Kavya ne sir ghumakar woh nahi dekha. Usne meri gardan kaat kar honth se dabaaya, phir kaha, “Tez karo, lekin nikalna mat.”

Dhakke tez hue. Mat ne halki si siskari di. Uski chut har baar meri nikalne ki koshish par kasti. Maine uska ek haath apne haath mein liya aur mat ke upar dabaaye rakha. Woh nahi kheenchti. Uski saans meri saans se takrane lagi.

Beech mein maine ruk kar uski chut ko ungli se sahlaaya, clit par gol, taaki dhakkon ki ek hi lakir na ban jaaye. Kavya ki kamar uth kar meri hatheli mein aa gayi. “Wapas andar,” usne kaha, aur main wapas ghusa. Is baar uski awaaz khuli, phir usne muh band kar liya.

Kapdon ka dher bagal mein tha, kurta, t-shirt, churidar. Ghungroo do kadiyon mein pade the, unki chamak ab kaam ki nahi thi. Main uski chhati par muh le gaya, nipple ko jeebh se dabaaya, aur neeche se dhakka jaari rakha. Uski thighs meri kamar ko kas kar chhodti rahi.

“Vivek.” Sirf naam. Uske baad koi vaada nahi. Uski chut ne ek lambe lapet mein pakda, aur uski ungliyan mere baal mein ulajh gayin. Main rukna nahi chahta tha, lekin uski kamiiz si saans dekh kar speed thodi dhili ki, phir uske kehte hi wapas tez.

Condom ki patli garmi aur uski geeli kasawat ek saath thi. Maine uski kamar ke neeche hatheli di taaki floor na khaye. Kavya ne khud ko thoda tedha kiya, jis se meri pelvic bone uski clit se ragad khai. Uski aankhen band huin, phir khuli.

Woh climax par aayi to uski taangein kaanp garin, aur uski chut ne mera lund ko nabz ki tarah dabaaya. Awaaz usne gale mein hi rakh li. Maine usi kasawat ke beech dhakke jaari rakhe, kam, gehre. Uski hatheli meri chhati par thi, ungliyan faili hui.

Mere qareeb aate hi usne meri kamar ko heels se aur kheencha. Main condom ke andar hi gir gaya, dhakka rok kar, uski gardan ke khal ke against saans chhodte hue. Uski chut ne last pulse tak pakde rakha. Koi doosri round ki koshish nahi hui. Hum wahi, chipke, loop ke upar, mat ke upar, ruk gaye.

Lambi saans dono ki saath nikal rahi thi. Condom ab bhi tha. Main nikaal kar knot lagaane se pehle uski aankhon mein dekha. Kavya ne sirf itna kiya ki mera maatha apne maathe se sataaya. Paseena uske gale par tha. Maine ungli se ponchha, koi badi safai nahi, sirf woh ek boond jo aankh ki taraf badh rahi thi.

Usne volume neeche kiya

Speaker ab bhi wahi chhota loop de raha tha. Kavya ne haath badha kar volume gira diya, bilkul band. Chuppi achanak moti ho gayi. Corridor se koi kadam nahi aaye. Dupatta uske pet par tedha pada tha. Usne use odha nahi.

Main uske bagal mein let gaya, ek hatheli uski kamar par. Track pant ghutnon tak hi thi. Usne apna sir mere seene par rakh diya, baal meri chhati par bikhre. “Main abhi nahi uthungi,” usne kaha, aur yahi uska faisla tha, koi kal ka map nahi.

Ghungroo kadiyan wahi padi rahi. Mats ki ek gaddha humare neeche dabi thi. Surat ki raat khidki ke peeche thi, lekin humne curtain nahi chheda. Kavya ki ungli mere seene par ek chhota daayra banaati rahi, phir ruk gayi, jaise usne jo rakhna tha rakh diya ho.

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