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Ananya ne pehle se dance chhod kar hall mein sex kiya

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“Maine kal hi reunion ka dance drop kar diya,” Ananya ne mat ke kinare baithte hue seedha kaha. “Tujhe isliye nahi bataya kyunki tu turant sawal karta.”

Joota haath mein pakde main ruk gaya. Mysuru ki is ground-floor hall mein ceiling fan tez ghoom raha tha, aur uske ghungroo abhi bhi pairon se khanak rahe the.

“Drop? Kal raat tak tu steps maang rahi thi.” Meri awaaz unchi ho gayi. “Do ghante late aaya, soch ke tu practice karegi.”

Ananya ne ghungroo ki dor dheeli ki, lekin utari nahi. “Practice ka bahana tha. Asli baat yeh hai ki maine pehle hi committee ko naam katwa diya. India ke is shaant sheher mein bhi log bak-bak karte hain, isliye chup rahi.”

Mera gussa pehle confusion bana, phir kuch aur. Hum dono purane classmate the, lekin aaj koi stage nahi tha, koi camera nahi tha. Sirf hall, mat, aur uski woh seedhi baat.

Kal wali choice ne saari rehearsal palat di

“Tu mujhe yahan isliye laya ki dance dikhe?” maine poocha. “Ya isliye ki tera mann pehle se decide ho chuka tha?”

Ananya uth kar mere saamne khadi ho gayi. Kurti pasine se halki chipak rahi thi, salwar ke neeche uski thighs ki line saaf dikh rahi thi. “Naam kal subah katwa diya. Tujhe bulaya kyunki tujhe chahiye tha, steps nahi.”

Hall ki khidki se Mysuru ki shaam andar aa rahi thi, neem ki pattiyon ki gandh ke saath. Karnataka, India ke is kone mein bazaar ki awaaz door se aati hai, lekin is ground floor par sirf fan ki kat-kat thi.

“Tu sochti hai main free time ka khel hoon?” Main joota neeche rakh kar uske kareeb gaya. “Jo tu pehle se chhod chuki, uska natak mujhse karwati rahi.”

“Natak nahi.” Usne meri shirt ke button par ungli rakhi, dabaya nahi. “Agar tu nahi chahta to nikal. Main rok nahi rahi. Darwaza khula hai.”

Woh ek hi baar kaha, aur phir chup. Uski aankhen meri taraf thi, waiting nahi, sirf dekh rahi thi. Maine uska haath nahi hataya. Kurti ke kapde ke neeche uski saans tez ho chuki thi.

“Main yahin hoon,” maine kaha, aur uske honth tak jhuk gaya.

Pehla kiss geela nahi, gusse wala tha. Ananya ne meri lower lip pakdi, chhodi, phir dubara chuma. Ghungroo khanke, kyunki usne kadam aur aage badhaya. Mere haath uski kamar par gaye, kapda garm tha, pasina patli lakeer banaye hue.

Do kadam aur paas

Mat ke kinare hum dono girne se bache, lekin balance jaan-bujh kar chhoda. Ananya ne apne pair piche kiye, main uske saath lit gaya. Uski choli wali kurti upar ko sarakne lagi jab mere haath neeche se gaye.

“Ise nikal,” usne kaha, aur khud apni salwar ki nadi kholi. Main kurti sar ke upar se nikalta, uske baal chehre par gir gaye. Neeche sports bra thi, kaali, pasine se chipki. Bra ke hook peeche se khule, uske stan haath mein bhari, naram, garam.

Main uski gardan par moonh rakha. Namak aur attar mila hua. Ananya ne mera belt khola, jeans ke button mein ungli atki, phir andar se mera lund pakad liya. Mutthi mein daba, upar se neeche, jaise der se sochi hui harkat ho.

Jeans aur underwear ek saath ghutnon tak utre. Hall ki thandi hawa meri kamar par lagi. Usne apni salwar bhi nikaal di, panty ke saath, aur mat par let gayi. Uski chut par patli baal ki lakeer thi, geeli chamak pehle se dikh rahi thi.

Mere honth uski thighs par gaye, phir beech mein. Zubaan lagate hi uski kamar uth gayi. “Ah, Kartik, wahan… haan.” Short, tooti. Maine do ungli andar ki, dheere, uski geelapan se chalnik. Uski ungliyan mere baalon mein kas gayin.

Thodi der baad usne mere baal khinche, upar bulaya. “Ab andar aa. Pocket mein rakhha hai.” Sports bra ke paas, mat ke kone par, chhota packet. Maine condom tod kar apne lund par chadha liya, roll kiya jab tak base tak baith gaya.

Ananya ne ghutne khole. Main uski chut ke muhane par lund rakh kar ruka, uski aankhen dekhin, phir dheere andar gaya. Geeli, tight, garam. Pehle dhakke chhote the. Uski saans meri gardan par phooti.

“Aur de,” usne kaha, naate lafz, aur apne pair meri kamar pe lapet liye. Main tez hua. Mat ke neeche concrete ki thodi thokar har dhakke ke saath aati. Ghungroo ab uske ek pair mein hi bache the, khankhte, jaise koi taal baaki ho.

Uski chut mera lund ko kheenchti, chhodti. Maine uska ek stan moonh mein liya, nipple danton se halke se dabaya. Ananya ki awaaz badh gayi, phir usne apna haath apne munh par rakh liya, kyunki khidki ke bahar cycle nikal rahi thi.

Cycle door hote hi usne muh khol diya. “Tez. Mat hila, bas andar.” Main uski thighs ko aur khol kar dhasa. Condom ki patli diwar ke peeche bhi uski garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Pasina dono ke pet par mil gaya.

Thodi der baad usne mujhe palat diya. Main mat par let gaya, woh upar aa gayi, ghutne dono taraf. Apna lund pakad kar khud baith gayi, neeche tak. Uski kamar gol ghumi, pehle slow, phir jaldi. Mere haath uske kandhon par the, phir uski thighs par, uski gati ko pakadne ke liye.

Uski aankhen band thin, honth khule. “Yahi… yahi socha tha kal raat.” Woh jumla beech mein toota jab uski chut kas gayi. Main neeche se dhakke diye, uske boobs meri chhati se takrae. Fan ki hawa ab tez lag rahi thi kyunki dono nange the.

Ananya ki ungliyan meri chhati par gaddi ban gayin. Uski saans bigad gayi, pet tight hua, phir woh mera lund par baith ke kampne lagi. Geeli aur tight, itna ki main bhi ruka nahi. Condom ke andar hi main gir gaya, dhakke ab beqaabu, uski kamar ko neeche dabaye rakha.

Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Woh meri upar jhuki rahi, maatha mere maathe se. Koi lambi baat nahi hui. Sirf fan, aur door se kisi scooter ki speed ka shor jo nikal gaya.

Main uske andar se nikla, condom sambhalte hue. Packet ke kone par bandh kar tissue ke bina hi side par rakh diya, mat ke kapde ke neeche daba diya taaki roll na ho. Ananya palat kar lit gayi, ek haath pet par, doosra aankhon par.

Kapde idhar-udhar the. Meri jeans ghutne ke paas, uski panty mat ke kone par, kurti chair ke back par atki. Main baitha, pani ki botal hall ke fridge se nikal kar piya, usko bhi di. Usne do ghoont liye, gale mein ek boond chhod di.

“Committee ko mail kal subah gayi thi,” usne aankhen band karke kaha. “Tujhe nahi likha. Socha pehle dekh loon tu aata hai ya nahi.”

Main hans diya, chhota sa, gusse wala nahi. Shirt uthane ke liye chair ki taraf badha. Button galat hole mein gaya, nikal kar dubara lagaya. Ananya ne ghungroo ka baaki dor bhi ab utar diya, pair ragar kar.

Parking mein khali nishan

Joota pehnte hue main darwaze ki taraf gaya, soch ke thodi chai pe pee loon, phir ghar. Hall ke bahar verandah par light jal rahi thi. Ananya ne peeche se kaha, “Teri bike wahan nahi milegi.”

Main mud kar dekha. “Matlab?”

“Shaam ko hi padosi se keh diya tha parking se hata de, kyunki socha tha tu raat ko late tak yahin rahega.” Usne bra wapas pehni, hook lagate hue bhi meri taraf dekhti rahi. “Woh lane ke kone par khadi hogi, neem ke peeche.”

Woh pehle wali choice ka aakhri tukda tha. Reunion nahi, ab bike bhi uske hisaab se. Chai ka irada turant tuta. Main jeans ki pocket mein phone daal kar verandah se utar gaya, bina uske kandhe chhue.

Bahar Mysuru ki gali nam thi, lekin barish nahi. Neem ke peeche meri bike honestly khadi thi, handle thoda tedha, jaise kisi ne jaldi shift kiya ho. Main kick mari, engine pakda, aur us hall ki light ko peeche chhod kar nikal pada, abhi ke liye sirf apni parking ki taraf nahi, seedha ghar.

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