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Darzi ki dukaan par fitting ke dauran consensual sex

9 min readHindi Sex Stories

Dupatta kandhe par daalte hue maine sandal ki patti tight ki, kyunki blouse ka trial khatam ho chuka tha aur gali ki taraf nikalna tha. Tejinder silai ki table ke peeche khada raha, suiyan abhi bhi ungliyon par. Dukaan ke shutter poori tarah neeche nahi aaye the, lekin shaam ki roshni Ludhiana ke is lane mein dheemi padne lagi thi.

Pichhle hafte jo paise diye the woh settle ho chuke the. Aaj sirf kapde ka naap dekhna tha, koi hisaab baaki nahi tha. Main mirror ke saamne khadi rahi, blouse ke neeche wala hook apni ungli se check karti hui, aur socha ki ab ghar ki taraf chalun.

Tejinder ne table se aawaz di, “Charu, ek minute. Hook theek hai. Main kuch aur kehna chahta hoon.”

Main palat kar dekhi. Uski aankhen seedhi meri taraf thin, naap tape ab haath mein nahi thi. “Kya baat hai? Silai mein kuch chhoot gaya?”

Usne sir hilaaya. “Silai poori hai. Main yeh kehna chahta hoon ki jab main tumhara naap leta hoon, meri soch kaam par nahi rehti. Main tumhe chahata hoon. Yeh hisaab se alag hai. Jo paise tumne diye, woh kapde ke hain. Yeh baat alag hai. Agar tum nikalna chaho to nikal jao.”

Uske kandhon par abhi bhi chalk ke daag the. Main kuch der chup rahi, kyunki uski baat saaf thi aur usme koi shart nahi thi. Dukaan ke bahar cycle ki ghanti sunai di, phir woh awaaz nikal gayi.

Maine kaha, “Agar main ruki, to isliye ki mujhe bhi chahiye. Kapde ka kaam pehle khatam ho chuka hai.”

Woh table ke aas-paas aaya. Maine uska haath pakda, uske haath ko apni kamar par rakha, aur usne mujhe mirror ke kareeb khincha. Uski saans meri gardan par padi. Pehla kiss tez tha, doosra dheema. Usne chuma, maine hont khole, aur fitting room ke pardy ke peeche wahi garmi chadhi jo naap ke dauran dabi rehti thi.

Sham ki fitting

Parda khinchne ke baad chhoti jagah aur bhi niji lagne lagi. Mirror ne dono ko ek saath dikhaya, blouse abhi bhi mere upar tha, neeche petticoat. Tejinder ke kurte ki button ek khuli thi. Uske baal maathay par chipke the.

“Yahan Hindustan ke is sheher mein log shaam ko kapde nikalne aate hain, soch samajh kar,” maine halke se kaha, aur uski shirt ki doosri button kholi. “Aaj main nikalne nahi ja rahi, abhi nahi.”

Usne meri blouse ki back hook kholi, dheere, jaise silai bigaadna nahi chahta ho. Kapda kandhe se fislaya. Mere stane saamne aaye, uski ungliyan unke round par phir garam ho gayin. Main uske seene se lipat gayi. Uski kamar meri hatheli ke neeche sakht thi.

Petticoat ki nadi maine khud kholi. Kapda pairon par gir gaya. Main sirf panty mein rahi, aur usne meri thighs ke andar haath phelaaya. Geeli jagah uski hatheli ko mil gayi. Maine aankh band ki, phir kholi, kyunki uski soorat dekhni thi.

“Charu,” usne sirf naam liya. Mainne uska belt khola. Pant neeche sarki. Uska lund kapdon se nikal kar meri hatheli mein aa gaya, garam aur bhari hua. Maine usko upar se neeche sahlaaya. Woh meri gardan par moonh rakh kar ek lambi saans bhara.

Hum dono fitting stool ke kareeb khiske. Maine uske kandhon ko pakda. Usne meri panty ko side se kheench kar meri chut par ungli feri, phir do ungliyan andar ki. Geelapan saaf tha. Main uske kareeb aur chipak gayi, meri saans uske gale se takrai.

Usne mujhe stool par bithaya, ghutne ke bal khud neeche aaya, aur moonh meri thighs ke beech rakh diya. Zubaan ne chut ko cheera, dheere, phir tez. Maine uske baal pakde. Mirror mein meri hi soorat dikhi, moonh khula, stane uthay hue. Pairon ki ungliyan sakht ho gayin.

Thodi der baad maine uska sar upar khincha. “Ab andar aao.” Woh khada hua. Maine uska lund phir se haath mein liya, siri se neeche tak. Usne meri kamar pakdi. Main stool se utri, pair failaye, aur usko apne kareeb khincha.

Pehle dhakke mein woh andar tak gaya. Meri chut ne use liya, tight, garam. Dono ki saansein phooli hui thi. Usne ruk kar meri aankhon mein dekha. Maine sirf usko aur kareeb khincha, nails uske peeth par. Phir dhakke lage, stool ki lakdi ne awaaz di, pardy ne halki lehar li.

Main uske gale se lipat kar khadi rahi. Har dhakka meri kamar ko peeche le jata, phir wapas. Uske haath mere stane dabate rahe. Kabhi moonh mere honton par aata, kabhi meri gardan par. Maine uska naam nahi liya, sirf saans ke beech ek gehra awaaz nikaala.

Position badli jab meri taangein thakne lagin. Usne mujhe palat kar mirror ke saamne khada kiya. Meri hatheli sheeshe par padi. Woh peeche se andar aaya. Is baar gehrai zyada lagi. Maine sheeshe mein uski aankhen dhoondhin. Uska haath meri chut ke upar aage se raha, ungli clit par gol ghumti rahi jab lund peeche se chalta raha.

Kapdon ka dher pairon ke paas pada tha. Naap tape table par lohe ke hook ke saath padi rahi, kisi ne use uthaya nahi. Dukaan ke bahar kisi cycle wali ki awaaz dur se aayi aur nikal gayi. Andar sirf hamari saans aur lakdi ki khadkhadahat thi.

Maine peeche haath badha kar uski kamar pakdi. “Tez.” Usne raftaar badhai. Meri thighs kaampne lagin. Woh gehra gaya, nikalta, phir gehra. Main sheeshe par maatha rakh kar ek lamha chup rahi, phir awaaz nikal aayi jo dabi nahi reh saki.

Kapda utarne ke baad

Jab main nazdeek aayi to uski ungli aur tez ho gayi. Meri chut ne uske lund ko kasa. Pairon ki nasein khich gayin. Maine uska haath apni chhati par dabaye rakha. Orgasm aaya to main sheeshe ke saamne jhuk gayi, saans toot kar nikli, aur geelapan uske lund par aur phaila.

Usne thodi der ruk kar meri kamar sahlaayi, phir dhakke jaari rakhe. Uske baal mere kandhe se chipke. Main palat kar uske hont par moonh rakh diya. Usne chuma jab tak uski body kas nahi gayi. Woh nikalna chahta tha. Maine usko andar hi pakde rakha, dono taangein uske around. Usne ek gehra dhakka maara aur andar hi choota, garam, lamba.

Hum akele us chhoti jagah mein khade rahe, abhi bhi jude. Uski saans meri peeth par girti rahi. Maine aankh khol kar sheeshe mein apni soorat dekhi, lipstick phaili hui, blouse pairon ke paas. Koi shabd zaroori nahi laga.

Woh dheere bahar aaya. Meri thighs ke beech geelapan tha, uska bhi. Maine stool se apni panty uthayi, pehni nahi, sirf haath mein li. Tejinder ne apni pant khinchi, belt nahi kasaa. Uska kurta ab bhi adhkhula tha.

Main floor par baithe hue petticoat ko pairon mein daalti rahi. Kapda upar khinchte hue meri ungliyan kaamp rahi thin. Usne mera dupatta uthaya aur mere kandhe par rakha, bina kuch aur maange. Maine blouse uthaya, hook lagaye, lekin do hook galat hue. Theek karne ki koshish ki, phir chhod diya.

“Paani chahiye?” usne poocha, awaaz ab saadi thi.

Maine sir hilaaya. “Baad mein. Ab nikalna hai.”

Woh table ki taraf gaya, suiyan wapas rakhi, jaise roz ka kaam wapas pakadna ho. Main sandal ki patti dhoondhti rahi. Ek sandal fitting stool ke neeche khisak gaya tha. Maine jhuk kar nikaala. Uski nazar meri kamar par thi, jahan ab bhi uski ungliyon ke nishaan se laalish thi.

Blouse ke neeche meri saans ab bhi tez chal rahi thi. Main khadi hui, dupatta sambhala, aur pardy ko ek side kiya. Bahar dukaan ki badi jagah thi, dummy par ek adhuri kalai ki silai latak rahi thi. Koi naya customer nahi aaya tha. Shutter ab bhi adhkhula tha.

Tejinder sink ke paas khada hokar haath dhota raha. Pani ki dhaar chhoti thi. Maine apna bag nahi dhoondha kyunki bag laayi hi nahi thi, sirf purse side table par tha. Purse uthaya. Uski zipper mein meri ungli atak gayi, phir khuli.

“Charu,” usne sink se kaha, lekin poori baat nahi banayi. Mainne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhen thak sa thi, lekin halki muskaan thi.

Maine kaha, “Kal silai ki baat mat karna pehle message pe. Jo hua, woh yahin ka hai.”

Usne sirf itna kaha, “Theek hai.” Phir wahi suiyan uthane laga jaise unka wazan pehle jaisa ho.

Bahar nikalte hue

Main darwaze tak gayi. Bahar Ludhiana ki gali mein dukanon ki roshni jal chuki thi, India ke is cloth market ki shaam ab bhi kapdon ki gandh se bhari thi. Pairon ke neeche dhoole ka halka lafz tha. Maine ek kadam bahar rakha, phir ruki.

Doosra kadam rakhte hue maine blouse ke galat hook ko ek ungli se chhua, theek nahi kiya, aur gali ki taraf nikal gayi. Peeche Tejinder ne sirf shutter ki zanjeer haath mein li, neeche nahi kiya. Main palat kar nahi dekhi. Gali ke kone par meri taangein ab bhi halki kaamp rahi thin, aur woh kaampna hi saath chala.

Auto ki awaaz dur se aayi, maine haath nahi uthaya. Paidal hi do dukan aage tak chali, jahan hawa ne dupatta uthaya aur meri gardan ki laalish ko pal bhar dikhaya. Phir dupatta wapas kandhe par aa gaya. Main aage badhi, purse ki strap kas kar, bina kisi se nazar milaye.

Koina ke us paar wale kirana ki light ne mere saamne puddle dikhaya. Maine uske round se kat kar nikalna chaha, lekin kadam geele paththar par phisla. Balance pakadne ke liye deewar ka sahara liya. Hathaili par gardi lagi, lekin main giri nahi. Usi pal meri saans phir se bhari ho gayi, jaise andar wala garam ab bhi utra nahi ho.

Do kadam baad maine apni kurti ke neeche blouse ke hook ko dobara chhua. Ab bhi woh tedha tha. Is baar bhi nahi theek kiya. Sirf ungli hata kar purse sambhala aur lane ke ant tak chali, jahan sheher ki badi sadak ki awaaz milti hai. Wahan raushni tez thi, chehre saaf the, aur koi nahi jaanta tha ki fitting room ki lakdi abhi bhi meri taangon ki yaad rakhe hue hai.

Main sadak ke kinare khadi rahi, phone nahi nikala. Ek bus door se guzri, uski hawa ne mere baal uthaye. Us hawa mein ab bhi uski soap ki gandh mili, jo meri gardan par chipki thi. Maine gardan poonchhi nahi. Bas aage dekha, aur chalne lagi.

Ghar ke raste par meri chaal pehle se dheemi thi. Har kadam par petticoat ke neeche geelapan yaad aata raha, lekin maine rasta nahi badla. Dukaan wapas nahi gayi. Shutter ki zanjeer ki khanak bhi peeche reh gayi. Jo hua tha, woh usi chhoti jagah mein simat kar reh gaya, aur gali ne mujhe aage nikaal diya.

Kone par ek darzi ki doosri board dikhi, alag naam, alag dukan. Maine nazrein nahi jamaayin. Apne kadam sambhale, blouse ke tedhe hook ko teesri baar bhi chhod diya, aur raat ki bheed mein mil gayi.

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