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Malini ke sawal ne chai wali shaam ko sex bana diya

7 min readHindi Sex Stories

Maine gas ki sil ghumayi aur kettle ko burner par rakh diya. Malini meri Indore wali chhoti si flat ke kitchen counter se satti hui thi, peach kurta aur jeans mein, jaise har mangalvaar ki shaam chai ke round ke liye aati thi.

Usne pyali aage thel di, lekin pani maanga nahi. Uski aankhen meri taraf tik gayi.

“Rohit, aaj yeh chai mat chadha. Seedha jawab de. Abhi mere saath sex karega, ya main yahin se nikal jaun?”

Maine sil ko poora nahi ghumaaya. Kettle ne halki si aawaz di, lekin maine gas ko dheema chhod diya.

“Haan. Abhi. Main bhi yahi chahta hoon.”

Kettle rakhte hi usne faisla maang liya

Malini hans padi, woh lambi hansi nahi thi. Usne mera t-shirt ke neeche haath ghusa diya. Main untees saal ka tha, woh tees ki, dono jaante the ki yeh dost wali chai kab ki khatam ho chuki thi. Phir bhi har hafte humne isi kettle ke round ko bacha ke rakha tha.

Usne pehle mere honth chhue, phir dabakar chuma. Main uski kamar par haath rakh kar use counter se khincha. Kurta ke neeche uski skin garam thi. Indore, India ke is purane colony flat mein pankha tez chal raha tha, lekin paseena phir bhi gale par baith gaya.

Woh meri shorts ki cord pakad kar ruki. “Bedroom mat le. Wahan tu sochne lagega. Yahi living room ka mattress kaafi hai.”

Maine sir hilaya. Hum do kadam sofa ke saamne wale gaddhe tak gaye jo roz raat ko main bichha deta tha. Usne apni jeans ki button kholi. Maine uski kurta upar utari. Uski bra kaali thi, simple. Uske baal kanon par chipke the.

“Jaldi nahi, par rukna bhi nahi,” usne kaha.

Maine uska haath pakad kar cord khol di. Mera lund already tight tha. Usne meri underwear ke upar se dabaya, phir neeche saraka di. Uski ungliyon ne dheere se pakda, jaise woh ab bhi mujhe nikalne ka mauka de rahi ho. Main uski taraf jhuka aur uske gale par muh rakha.

Bra ka hook peeche se khula. Uski chest meri hatheli ke neeche uth kar saans le rahi thi. Maine ek stan ko muh mein liya, doosre ko halke se dabaaya. Malini ki lambi saans mere baal ke upar giri. Woh mattress par let gayi, jeans ghutnon tak khisak gayi, phir poori nikal gayi. Uski panties geeli thi. Maine unhe bhi utar diya.

Uski chut garam thi, aur jab meri do ungliyan andar gayi to usne meri kalai pakad li. “Rohit, seedha mat ja. Pehle yahi.” Maine uski thighs ke beech muh rakha. Uski taste namak aur sabun jaisi thi. Woh mere baal kheenchti rahi, kabhi dheemi, kabhi tez. Main uski clit par jeebh ghumata raha jab tak uski kamar meri taraf uthne lagi.

Pankha ki hawa hum dono ke upar se kaati. Bharat mein aisi garm shaam ghar ke andar bhi chipak jaati thi, jaise koi bachi hui baat deewar se lipat jaaye. Malini ne mera naam sirf ek baar kaha, phir mere kandhe ko dhakka diya.

“Ab tu. Condom nikal. Drawer mein hai, wahi jahan remote rakhta hai.”

Maine uth kar chhota drawer khola, packet nikala, wapas mattress par baith gaya. Underwear poori utar di. Mera lund uski hatheli mein tha jab maine condom roll kiya. Usne khud guide kiya, jaldbazi nahi, bas pakka kaam. Phir woh leti rahi aur maine uski taangon ke beech jagah li.

Pehla dhakka dheema tha. Uski chut ne pakda, phir chhoda, phir dubara pakda. Maine uske upar jhuk kar uske honth chume. Hum dono ki saansein mil kar bhaari ho gayi. Uske kandhon ko maine mattress mein dabaaye rakha, lekin zor se nahi, bas itna ki woh meri taraf uth sake.

“Aur andar,” usne kaha, meri kamar ko apni taangon se lapet te hue.

Maine rhythm pakda. Kabhi lambe dhakke, kabhi ruk kar uski clit par ungli. Malini ke muh se awaaz aati rahi, dabi hui, jaise colony ki deewar ke paar koi sun na le. Main uski aankhen dekhta raha. Woh band nahi thi. Woh mujhe dekh rahi thi, faisla usi sawal jaisa saaf.

Kitchen se abhi tak sirf dheemi aanch ki khushbu aa rahi thi. Pani ubalne ke kareeb tha, lekin seeti nahi baji thi. Main uske andar tha, aur woh meri back par nakhun phenk rahi thi. Hum dono is pal ko kheench rahe the, jaise chai ka wait hi asal aadat ho.

Seeti ne ghar ke beech wala palat diya

Phir kettle ne seeti maari. Woh patli, tez awaaz thi, bilkul beech mein. Maine dhakka rok diya. Malini ke neeche meri kamar akdi rahi.

“Ja, flame dheemi kar, band mat kar,” usne kaha. “Bedroom mat bhag. Wapas yahi aa.”

Main nikal kar kitchen gaya, condom abhi bhi lagaa hua. Sil ko ek notch neeche kiya. Seeti ruki. Pani andar hi ubal raha tha, lekin ab chillana band. Malini darwaze ke frame par khadi thi, nangi, apna ek haath deewar par. Uski aankhen meri taraf thin, gusse mein nahi, faisle mein.

“Ab bedroom ka khayal chhod. Tu wahan jaake sochne wala aadmi ban jaata hai. Mattress par baith. Main upar aaungi. Tu kitchen ki taraf kaan rakhiyo, lekin mujhse mat hat.”

Yahi palat tha. Pehle main uske upar tha, ab woh mujhe gaddhe par bitha kar meri taangon ke dono taraf aa gayi. Usne mera lund pakad kar apni chut par sataaya, phir dheere se baith gayi. Andar tak. Uski kamar ne meri thighs ko dabaaya. Maine uske stan pakde. Woh hilne lagi, chhoti chhoti harkatein, phir lambi.

“Dekh, ab tu nahi chala raha,” usne saans ke beech kaha. “Main chala rahi hoon.”

Maine uski hips pakad li, lekin speed uski thi. Har baar jab woh neeche aati, mera lund uski chut ke andar pura chhup jaata. Uski saans meri cheekh se milti. Main uske gale par muh rakh kar kaata nahi, sirf honth rakhe. Woh tez hui. Mattress ne halki si aawaz di. Sofa ke pairoon ne floor ko chhua.

Kettle ab chup thi, lekin uski garmi kitchen se aa rahi thi jaise koi teesra shakhs kone mein khada ho. Malini ne meri t-shirt, jo ab bhi meri kalai ke paas gira tha, uthane ki koshish nahi ki. Woh nangi hi rahi. Maine uski clit par apna angutha rakh diya. Usne meri kalai dabaayi, hatayi nahi.

“Rohit, ab mat nikal.”

Maine uske andar hi apni kamar kas li. Dhakke ab uske weight se ban rahe the. Uski chut bar-bar pakad kar chhodti. Main uske kandhon ko sahara diye raha jab uska jism kasne laga. Woh meri gardan mein muh rakh kar ek dabi hui awaaz nikaali, phir geeli ho kar meri thighs par baith gayi. Uski taangein kaanp rahi thin.

Uske baad maine bhi nahi rokha. Do-teen lambe dhakke, condom ke andar hi main khatam hua. Uski kamar meri taraf dabi rahi jab tak meri saans thik na ho. Phir woh meri chest par jhuk gayi. Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Pankha wahi tez tha. Koi extra baat nahi hui. Usne sirf meri skin par ek ungli ghumayi aur uth khadi hui.

Main let gaya, condom abhi bhi lagaa. Usne bathroom se tuala laakar pehle apna paseena ponchha, phir mera. Maine condom utar kar tissue mein lapeta aur kudeydan mein daal diya. Yeh koi safai ka show nahi tha, bas wahi jo haath ke neeche tha.

Malini ne panties aur jeans pehni, bra lagayi, kurta sir ke upar se utari hui tarah seedha daal liya. Peach kapda uski kamar par dubara baith gaya. Woh kitchen gayi, pyali uthayi, usme pani nahi daala. Kettle ab bhi dheemi aanch par thi, seeti nahi, sirf garam saans jaisi.

“Yeh chai ab nahi,” usne kaha, pyali sink ke kinare rakh te hue. Gile saaf kapde se usne sirf apne honth ponchhe. Main shorts pehen kar darwaze tak gaya, t-shirt haath mein liye, pehni nahi.

Jaate waqt sirf flame bacha

Usne chappal pehni, taala ki taraf dekha, phir mujhe. Koi lambi alvida nahi. Colony ke corridor ki tube light uske baal par padi. Woh nikal gayi. Darwaza band hua, click saaf thi.

Main kitchen lautaa. Kettle ab bhi dheemi aanch par thi, pani andar shant. Maine sil ghumayi aur flame ko ek hi harkat mein band kar diya.

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