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Malini ne chappal rok kar kitchen mein sex maanga

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

Malini ne right chappal pehen li thi aur left ko pair ke paas tedha rakha tha, jaise woh turant nikalne wali ho. Lucknow ke us chhote kitchen mein gas ki halki garmi ab bhi thi, aur Bharat ke is sheher ki shaam ki hawa khidki se aa rahi thi. Uske baal abhi bhi loose the, kurti ka button upar se khula pada tha, aur uski aankhen mere taraf uthi jaise koi baat zabaan par atak gayi ho.

Main sink ke paas khada tha, bartan dho raha tha, kyunki usne kaha tha ki use saat baje nikalna hai. Do hafte pehle bhi hum yahin the, lekin uske baad usne busy hone ka bahana kiya tha. Aaj uska pair chappal ke upar ruka, phir usne left chappal uthayi bhi nahi.

“Main nahi ja rahi,” usne seedha kaha. Awaz tez nahi thi, lekin kitchen ke tiles par tik gayi.

Main towel rakh kar uski taraf ghumaa. “Class? Tumne kaha tha mummy ko time dekar nikalna hai.”

Malini ne saans bhari. “Class cancel thi. Maine jhooth bola. Main yahan isliye ruki kyunki mujhe tum chahiye, Aditya. Abhi.”

Woh admission itna saaf tha ki mere haath geele reh gaye. Usne chappal ko table ke paas dhakela, dupatta kandhe se utara, aur ek kadam mere close aa gayi. Kurti ki cotton meri geeli kalai se takrai. Main uske honthon ko dekhta raha, phir usne khud mera chehra pakda.

“Haan,” maine sirf itna kaha, aur usne jhatke se mujhe chuma.

Uske muh se nikla woh seedha itiraf

Pehla kiss geela aur jaldi bhara tha. Malini ki zubaan meri zubaan se mili, uski aankhen band ho gayin, aur uska haath meri shirt ke peeche se kamar tak chala gaya. Main ne uski kamar pakdi, uski kurti ko upar ki taraf sarkaaya, aur uski skin garam mili. Do hafte ki doori uske saans ki garmi mein tut si gayi.

Usne meri shirt ke hem ko khincha. “Yahan. Counter par. Door band hai.”

Main ne uski jeans ki button kholi, zipper neeche kiya, aur uski panties ke upar se uski chut ko haath se sehlaaya. Woh geeli thi. Malini ki lambi saans meri gardan par giri, aur usne meri shorts ke andar se mera lund pakad liya. Pakad mazboot thi, jaise woh ab bhi jaane ka soch bhi nahi rahi thi.

“Aise hi rakh,” usne kaha, jab maine uski panties ko jeans ke saath thighs tak sarkaaya. Jeans ghutnon par atak gayi, isliye woh counter se lipat kar thodi unchi ho gayi. Main ne uski kurti aur upar uthaai, bra ke cup ko neeche khiskaaya, aur uske left nipple ko muh mein le liya. Malini ki ungliyan mere baal mein ghus gayin.

Kitchen ki roshni tez thi, koi mood light nahi. Uske pet par halka atta bhi laga tha, subah ke dough se. Main ne uski chut par do ungliyan pheri, phir dheere se andar daali. Woh tight thi, lekin geeli hone ki wajah se meri ungliyan asani se chali gayin. Usne meri kalai dabaayi, apni hips aage ki, aur ek dabi hui awaaz nikaali.

“Aur andar.” Itna kaafi tha.

Main ne shorts aur underwear ek saath neeche kiye. Mera lund uski thighs ke beech chhua, garam aur hard. Drawer ke kone par condom pada tha, last baar ke baad wahi chhoda hua. Maine wrapper toda, condom pehna, aur uski chut ke muh par lund ko ragda. Malini ne khud apni ek taang meri kamar se lapet li, jeans ab ek pair par atki hui thi.

Jab maine andar dhakka diya, uski chut ne dabakar liya. Pehla inch slow tha, doosra tez. Malini ki peeth counter ki edge se lagi, bartan ke stand ne halki si khadkhadahat ki. Main uski kamar pakde hue choda, chhote chhote dhakke, kyunki khade khade lambi stroke mushkil thi. Uske boobs kurti ke neeche hil rahe the, ek nipple ab bhi bahar tha, aur uski aankhen meri aankhon se mili rahi.

“Tez mat kar, bas gehra,” usne kaha. Main ne uski baat maani. Har baar jab mera lund uski chut ke end tak gaya, uski thighs meri hips ko kasti thin. Paseena uski gardan par chamka. Main ne uska haath counter se hata kar apne lund ke base par rakha, taaki woh khud mehsoos kare kitna andar hai.

Kuch der hum isi rhythm par rahe. Kabhi main rukta, sirf andar bhara rehta, kabhi woh apni hips ghumati. Uske baal mere muh se chipak rahe the. Main ne uski chut ki clit ko anguthe se dabaya, aur Malini ki awaaz unchi ho gayi, phir usne khud apna muh meri shirt mein daba liya.

Tabhi darwaze par knock hui.

Darwaze ki dastak ne rasta badal diya

Pehli knock halki thi. Doosri tez. Hum dono ruk gaye, mera lund ab bhi uski chut mein tha, condom ki patli garmi beech mein. Malini ki aankhen badi ho gayin, lekin usne mujhe dhakka nahi diya. Usne sirf jeans ko ghutnon se thoda upar khincha, kurti neeche ki, aur pairon se chappal ke bina hi darwaze ki taraf gayi.

“Kaun?” usne poocha, kundi ko chhue bina.

Bahar se building ke watchman ki awaaz aayi, bhari aur jaldi. “Bhaiya, tanker aa gaya hai. Neeche valve kholna hai kya? Pani ka pressure kam hai aaj.”

Malini ne meri taraf dekha. Main shorts uthaye hue, saans bhari hue, kitchen light ke neeche khada tha. Usne darwaze se hi jawab diya. “Aditya abhi kitchen mein hain. Valve baad mein. Abhi mat kholna.”

Watchman kuch pal khada raha, phir uske jooton ki awaaz seedhiyon par utar gayi. Woh interruption chhoti thi, lekin usne hamari agli harkat badal di. Malini wapas aayi to usne jeans poori utaar di, panties bhi, aur counter ki taraf nahi gayi. Usne hall wale mattress ki taraf ishara kiya, wahi jo studio ke kone mein bichha rehta tha.

“Yahan awaaz zyada hai,” usne kaha. “Neeche log tank ke paas hain. Wahan let jao. Mujhe unchi awaaz nahi nikalni.”

Yahi naya faisla tha. Main condom check karke, jo ab bhi pehna tha, mattress par let gaya. Malini ne bra khol kar kurti ke saath gira di, phir meri shirt bhi kheenchi. Hum akele the, studio ki ek hi badi jagah mein, lekin ab counter ki tez roshni se hat kar pankhe ki hawa mattress par aa rahi thi. Hindustan ki is garmi mein uski skin chipchipi thi, aur meri bhi.

Woh meri thighs par baithi, mera lund uski geeli chut ke bahar se ragda, phir dheere se baith gayi. Is baar gehraai uske control mein thi. Malini ki kamar ghumi, uske boobs mere chehre ke upar aaye, aur maine unhe muh se pakda. Usne meri ungliyon ko apni clit par rakh diya. Main ne wahi dabaye rakha, gol gol, jab woh upar neeche hui.

“Aise,” usne saans ke beech kaha. Zyada baat nahi hui. Kabhi uski chut ne zor se pakda, kabhi usne ruk kar sirf andar bhara rakha. Main ne uske kandhon ko pakda, phir uski thighs. Jab uska rhythm bigda, maine neeche se dhakke diye, chhote, taaki charpai si awaaz na aaye. Mattress purana tha, lekin neeche koi khat nahi tha, isliye sirf kapde ki ghisai sunai di.

Malini jhuki aur usne mujhe chuma, is baar dheere. Uske baal mere muh par girhe. Main ne unhe kaan ke peeche kiya, uski gardan chat, aur uski chut mein lund ko thehra kar rakha. Woh kaamp si gayi. Uske nakhun meri chhati par lage. Main ne uski gaand par haath rakha, neeche se uthaya, aur uske weight ko apne lund par lene diya.

Kuch pal baad usne position badli, pet ke bal nahi, balki meri taraf muh karke bagal mein let gayi. Main peeche se uski ek taang uthaye hue andar gaya. Angle alag tha, uski chut aur bhi tight lagi. Malini ne takiya dabaya, muh usmein, aur main uski kamar pakde hue choda. Har dhakke par uski thighs kaamp ti thin. Condom ki malish geeli ho chuki thi, lekin slip nahi hua.

Usne piche haath badha kar meri hips pakdi. “Yahi ruk, yahi.” Main ruk kar andar hi hilaata raha, chhote circles. Uski clit par mera haath gaya, geela, tez. Malini ki saans tuti, uski chut ne baar baar jhatka diya, aur woh meri kalai ko itna dabaayi ki meri haddi dard karne lagi. Uske orgasm ke dauran main tez nahi hua, sirf andar bhara raha, jab tak uski thighs dhili nahi padin.

Uske baad usne mujhe upar khincha. Main uske upar aaya, uski taangein meri kamar par, aur ab meri speed meri thi. Malini ki aankhen khuli thin, muh thoda khula, aur usne meri peeth par haath phere. Main ne uski chut ko dekha, jahan mera lund baar baar gayab hota, aur uske pet ki naram harkat. Paseena dono ke beech chipka. Pankha upar se ghoom raha tha, ek patti ki khat-khat ke saath.

Jab main close aaya, maine uski kamar kas kar pakdi. Malini ne pairon se mujhe aur andar liya. Mera lund uski chut ke andar hi pulse kiya, condom ke andar girta hua, aur main uske kandhon par sar rakh kar lambi saans liya. Woh bhi kaampi, lekin kam. Hum kuch der waise hi pade rahe, connected, kitchen ki garmi ab peeth par bhi thi.

Main nikal kar condom ko sink ke paas dustbin mein daal kar wapas aaya. Malini ab bhi mattress par nangi thi, ek taang modi hui, dusri seedhi. Uske baal cheek par chipke the. Main uske bagal mein let gaya, shorts ab bhi ghutne ke paas hi the, poori tarah pehne nahi.

Bahar tanker ki dhad-dhad ab nahi aa rahi thi. Sirf gali se kisi scooter ki speed ki door ki awaaz thi, phir woh bhi nikal gayi. Malini ne meri chhati par ungli ghumaai, koi badi baat kiye bina. Uske honthon par ab bhi meri kiss ki geelahat thi.

Woh uthi, lekin kapde nahi pehne. Chappal table ke paas ab bhi tedhi padi thi, left wahi jahan usne chhodi thi, right kitchen tile par alag. Malini ne dono uthaye, unhe dekha, jaise ab bhi nikalne ka option haath mein ho.

Phir usne dono chappal table ke neeche wapas rakh di, jahan subah ke jars khade the, aur wapas aa kar meri thighs par baith gayi. Kurti floor par hi rahi. Usne mera haath apni kamar par rakha, pankhe ke neeche, Lucknow ki us band khidki ke saamne, aur nahi uthi.

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