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Anjali ne terrace ke paani par mujhe choda

8 min readHindi Sex Stories

Anjali ne phir se usi patte ko paani de diya jo pehle se geela tha. Plastic ke bartan mein paani kam bacha tha, phir bhi uska haath wahi ruka. Main hose ki dhaar ko doosri kyaari ki taraf le jaane wala tha ki meri nazar uske chehre par atak gayi.

Nagpur ki dhoop aaj bhi Bharat ke is madhya hisse ki tarah sakht thi. Dupatta uske kandhon se sarak kar kamar tak aa gaya tha, aur bindi tez dhoop mein chamak rahi thi. Kal raat usne message kiya tha ki bukhar hai, aaj terrace par mat aana.

“Yeh patta do baar nahi, teen baar bheeg chuka hai,” maine kaha. “Kal tumne kaha tha bukhar hai. Aaj perfume le ke aa gayi. Kyun?”

Anjali ka haath bartan par thahar gaya. Uski aankhen meri taraf uthin, phir patte ki taraf girin. Koi hansi nahi aayi. Dupatta usne apne seene par khincha, lekin wo bhi geela ho chuka tha.

“Bukhar nahi tha,” usne kaha. Awaaz patli thi. “Main nahi aana chahti thi kyunki raat bhar yahi sochti rahi. Phir bhi aa gayi. Tumhe dekhna tha.”

Hindustan ke is garm shehar mein terrace ka yeh chhota kitchen garden hamara hafte ka milna tha, aur us milne ko usne jhoot se kaatna chaha tha. Ab woh jhoot khula pada tha. Main hose ki nok neeche gira diya. Paani patthar par faila, lekin koi nahi aaya pochhne.

Woh ek kadam aage aayi. Uski saans meri shirt ke kareeb thi. “Agar tum bhi chahte ho to abhi. Warna main bartan uthati hoon.”

Maine uska haath pakda. Usne haath nahi chhudaaya. Dupatta meri ungliyon ke beech se nikal kar farsh par gir gaya. Mainne uske honth pakde, usne chuma, aur pehli baar uski jeeb meri jeeb se takrai. Garam thi. Perfume ke peeche paseene ki smell thi.

Kurta ke do button pehle se khule the. Teesra maine khola, chautha usne khud. Uski bra neeli thi, dhoop mein geeli patti ki tarah chipki hui. Mainne cup ko neeche sarkaaya. Uski chhati meri hatheli mein bhari, nipple kathor. Usne meri shirt ke hem ko upar kheench kar pet tak nanga kar diya.

“Yahan railing ke paas nahi,” usne saans ke beech kaha. “Peeche shade net ke neeche. Charpai sookh rahi hai.”

Hum teen kadam peeche huye. Shade net ki chhaon mein charpai garam thi, lekin nazar society ke aangan se chhup gayi. Anjali baithi, phir let gayi. Salwar ki nada usne khud kholi. Mainne salwar aur panty ek saath tangon se utaar di. Uski chut par patli line geeli chamak rahi thi.

Maine apna ek haath uski thighs ke beech rakha. Do ungliyan andar gayin, aasani se. Woh tigh hui, phir khuli. Mera lund jean ke andar dard kar raha tha. Button khula, zip utri, underwear ghutnon tak. Uski nigah neeche gayi, phir meri aankhon par aayi.

“Andar daalo,” usne kaha. Koi lamba natak nahi kiya. Main uske upar jhuka. Lund ki nok uski chut ke muh par lagi, phir dheere andar gayi. Woh geeli thi, garam thi, aur meri kamar tak kheench li.

Pehle dhakke lambi saans ke saath hue. Charpai ki silli khadkhadai. Anjali ke naakhun meri peeth par lage. Mainne uski chhati muh mein li, nipple ko daanton se dabaaya, aur lund ko uski chut ke andar pura baitha diya. Uski kamar meri hatheli ke neeche uth rahi thi.

“Aur andar,” uski awaaz toot kar nikli. Mainne speed badhai. Thighs meri kamar se takra rahi thin. Uski chut har dhakke par chipakti, phir chhodti. Paani ka bartan charpai ke paas larkharaaya, gir a nahi.

Maine uske baal mutthi mein liye. Sir peeche gaya, gardan khuli. Uske kandhon par paseena tha. Mainne jeeb se wo namak chaata. Woh hansne lagi, phir moan mein wo hansi dube. Mera lund uske andar mota lag raha tha, jaise wo khud kheench rahi ho.

Position badli bina baat ke. Usne mujhe seene se dhakka diya, khud upar aa baithi. Kurta ab sirf kalai tak latak raha tha. Bra ek side sarki hui thi. Woh mera lund par baithi, uski chut ne mujhe nigal liya. Uski thighs meri sides par kasin. Uska haath meri chhati par tikaya, doosra apni clit par.

Upar neeche, upar neeche. Charpai ki ek taang halki si khisaki. Anjali rukti nahi. Uski aankhen band thin, honth khule. Mainne uski kamar pakdi, uski body ki weight ko apne dhakke se milaaya. Jab wo tez hui, meri ungliyon ke nishan uski hips par pad gaye.

Neeche aangan mein koi bartan khatkhataya. Hum dono ek pal ke liye tham gaye, lund abhi bhi uski chut mein tha. Koi nahi chadha. Anjali ne phir se kamar ghumayi. “Mat nikalna.”

Maine nahi nikala. Uske nipple ko ungliyon se mala, uski clit ko apne pet se ragda. Woh kaampne lagi. Uski saans meri gardan par garm pad rahi thi. Mainne uske kaan ke paas kaha uska naam, aur uski chut ne mujhe jor se daboya.

Tanker horn ke baad charpai

Tab gali se paani ke tanker ki lambi horn aayi. Society mein yeh aawaz matlab thi ki log tank bharne upar aa sakte hain. Anjali ki kamar ruk gayi. Mera lund uske andar dhadak raha tha. Hum dono ne ek doosre ko dekha.

Pehle irada tha ki khade ho kar kapde pehen lein aur neeche utar jaayein. Horn doosri baar bajti. Anjali ne sir hilaya. “Abhi nahi jaaungi. Yahi khatam karo. Jaldi, lekin nikalna mat.”

Faisla badal gaya. Standing nahi, bhaagna nahi. Usne mujhe wapas letaya, khud pet ke bal charpai par jhuki, dono haath silli pakad kar. Main peeche se khada hua. Uski gaand ki line saaf thi, uski chut neeche se khuli hui, geeli chamak. Maine lund wahan phir ghusa diya, is baar ek hi dhakke mein pura.

Peeche se uski kamar meri hatheliyon mein thi. Dhakke chhote aur tez ho gaye. Charpai ki khadkhadabhat tanker ki horn se mil rahi thi. Anjali ke muh se awaaz nikal rahi thi, usne wo awaaz takiye mein daba di. Uski thighs kaampe. Mainne apna ek haath aage bheja, clit dabaayi, doosre haath se uske baal pakde.

“Harsh… aur tez.” Naam sun kar meri kamar aur kas gayi. Mera lund uski chut ki deewar se ragad kha raha tha. Paseena meri kamar se uski peeth par tapka. Kurta ab uske haath se sarak kar charpai ke kone par latak raha tha. Salwar pair ke paas guchha bani padi thi.

Logon ke aane ka khauf tha, lekin us khauf ne humein rok nahi, jaldi kiya. Main jhuka, uski peeth par muh rakha, dant se skin dabayi. Usne peeche ko dhakka diya, jaise wo khud zyada lena chahti ho. Uski chut aur geeli ho gayi, awaaz bhi geeli.

Maine speed nahi giraayi. Ek pair zameen par tikaya, doosra charpai ki patti par. Angle badla, lund uske andar ooncha laga. Anjali ki ungliyan silli par safed pad gayin. Uski saans tut kar aa rahi thi, lambi nahi, kati kati.

“Main aa rahi hoon,” usne takiye ke andar kaha. Mainne clit par ungli ghumayi, lund ko usi rhythm mein mara. Uski body kas gayi, chut ne mera lund daboya, phir duble duble jhatke aaye. Woh kapkapayi, pair failaye, aur ek geeli taral meri jaangh tak aa gayi.

Uske kaampne ke dauran main andar hi raha. Jab wo thodi dheeli hui, maine dhakke phir shuru kiye. Ab meri bhi hadh kareeb thi. Uski gaand meri pet se takra rahi thi. Shade net ke upar dhoop sarak rahi thi, lekin chehra chhupa tha.

Maine uski kamar kas kar pakdi. Lund uski chut ke muh tak aaya, phir andar tak gaya. Do, teen, chaar tez dhakke. Mera lund dhadka, veerya uske andar chhuta. Main jhuka, uske kandhon par maatha rakha, saans bhaari. Anjali ne peeche haath bhej kar meri jaangh dabaayi, jab tak dhadkan ruk nahi gayi.

Hum waise hi pade rahe, lund dheere bahar aaya, dhara uski thighs par ruki. Tanker ki horn ab door thi, shayad gali ke kone par. Koi seedhiyon par nahi sunaayi diya. Anjali palat kar leti, meri chhati par haath rakha. Uski aankhen nam thin, lekin rona nahi tha.

“Kal ka jhoot isi liye tha,” usne halki awaaz mein kaha. “Main sochti thi ki agar na aaun to yeh khatam ho jaayega. Aaj pata chala ki patta teen baar bheegane se bhi nahi chhupta.”

Maine uske maathe se paseena ponchha. Bra ab bhi ek side sarki thi. Usne khud theek ki, phir nahi ki. Charpai ki silli garam thi. Paas wala bartan ab bhi adha bhara pada tha, jaise kaam adhoora chhoda ho.

Kapde dheere pehne. Maine underwear aur jean uthaye, zip lagayi. Anjali salwar mein pair daalti rahi, nada bandhati rahi. Kurta usne ulta pehna, phir utaar kar seedha kiya. Dupatta charpai ke neeche se nikala, lekin kandhon par nahi daala, haath mein hi rakha.

Hose ab bhi zameen par pada tha. Maine nok uthayi, paani band kiya. Anjali ne geela patta ek baar aur dekha, is baar paani nahi daala. Uski smile chhoti thi. Bindhi ab tedhi thi, paseene se.

Neeche utarte hue tap

Chappal usne darwaze ke paas se uthaye. Main shade net ke kone par khada raha, shirt ke button abhi bhi do khule. Anjali ne meri taraf dekha, kuch kaha nahi, sirf honth dabaye. Phir woh terrace ke lohe ke darwaze se nikal kar seedhiyon par utri.

Uske kadam tez nahi the, lekin rukey bhi nahi. Doosri landing par usne wahi kiya jo hum kabhi nahi karte the. Society ke neeche wale floor ka common tap usne khol diya, paani ki dhaar ko tanki ke overflow pipe ki taraf ghumaya, taaki koi upar paani dhoondhne na aaye.

Main railing se woh dhaar dekh raha tha. Anjali ne tap chhod diya, dupatta haath mein liye seedhiyon se gayab ho gayi. Geela patta meri taraf jhuka pada tha, bartan adha bhara, aur neeche tap ki awaaz bata rahi thi ki aaj ka milna terrace par khatam ho chuka hai.

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