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Gaon ke aangan se kothari tak Nirmala ke saath sex

6 min readHindi Sex Stories

Tel ki dibiya haath mein thi jab Nirmala aangan ke kachche darwaze se andar aayi aur seedha pump ke paas ruk gayi. Main roz shaam ko isi haath pump par tel lagata tha, kyunki Hardoi ke paas is gaon mein paani ki line roz nahi chalti.

Woh chara ka gattar kandhe se utaar kar neem ke neeche rakh di. Blouse ke neeche saans tez thi, magar aankhen seedhi meri taraf thi. “Pehle jawab de. Kal subah panchayat wale khet napne aayenge. Aaj raat mere saath rehna hai, ya phir mahina nikal jayega?”

Hardoi ke paas yeh chhota gaon Bharat ke un dehaton jaisa hai jahan shaam jaldi ghir aati hai aur khet se laut kar log apne aangan mein hi ruk jaate hain. Main dibiya jhukaye khada raha, kyunki uska sawal roz ke kaam ko beech mein kaat raha tha.

“Rehna hai,” maine kaha, aur tel ki dibiya pump ke patthar par rakh di. Woh faisla turant kaam badal gaya. Main pump ka handle chhod kar uske paas badha, aur usne apna gattar wahan hi chhod diya.

Nirmala meri ganji ke kapde ko ungli se khincha. “To ab yahin mat khade raho. Haath pakad.” Uske baad koi lambi baat nahi hui. Hum dono aangan ke kachche farsh par ek doosre ke itna paas aa gaye ki uski cotton ki saree mere lungi se chipak gayi.

Shaam ke pump par rukna

Usne pehle mera munh chuma, phir meri gardan. Main uski kamar par haath rakh kar use apni taraf kheench liya. Uski aankhen band thi, magar honth khule the. Gaon ki us shaam mein koi extra shor nahi tha, sirf door khet se ek hal ka awaz aa raha tha.

“Yahan khade khade nahi,” usne saans ke beech kaha. “Pehle mujhe chhu. Jo karna hai, marzi se kar.” Itna keh kar usne khud meri ungli apni blouse ke button par rakh di. Main ne button khola. Uski chhati garam thi, aur meri hatheli uske kapde ke neeche ruki.

Woh peeche hatkar diwar se satti, phir khud meri taraf aayi. Main ne uski saree ka pallu kandhe se utara. Petticoat ke upar meri hatheli uski thighs par gayi. Nirmala hans ke nahi, daant se honth daba kar meri ganji upar karne lagi.

Lungi ke andar mera lund kada ho chuka tha. Usne kapda khisakaya aur haath se pakad liya. “Itne din se yahi sochti thi, magar roz ke kaam ne rok rakha tha. Aaj tu ruk.” Main ne uski chut kapde ke upar se dabaayi. Woh geeli thi, petticoat ka kapda uski skin se chipka hua.

Hum dono ab bhi poore nange nahi the. Main uski blouse ko kandhon se neeche sarka raha tha, aur woh meri lungi ki knot khol rahi thi, jab aangan ke dusri taraf se ek dhakka sa hua. Pehle laga koi darwaza hila, phir rassi ka jhatka suna.

Bakri ki rassi

Nirmala ki bakri ne neem se bandhi rassi tod di thi. Janwar chara ke gattar ko nathne laga, phir kachche darwaze ki taraf bhaaga. Gali ke us paar se kisi ke bartan ki khanak aa sakti thi. Woh scene ab bahar nahi tikta tha.

“Andar. Ab yahan nahi,” Nirmala ne meri kalaai pakdi. “Kothari band kar. Bahar shor hua to khet wale sochenge pump toot gaya.” Hum dono bakri ko pehle aangan ke khunte se dobara bandh kar kothari ke chhote kamre mein ghus gaye. Bahar wala khada khada chhuna wahan khatam ho gaya.

Kothari mein ek charpai, ek mitti ka diya, aur khidki par jute ki purani pardah thi. Main ne kundi lagayi. Nirmala ne saree poori utaar di, phir petticoat. Blouse pehle se khuli hui thi. Woh charpai par baithi, dono tangen khol kar mujhe dekhti rahi.

Main ganji aur lungi dono utaar kar uske saamne khada ho gaya. Mera lund uski nazron ke saamne tha. Usne aage jhuk kar usko munh mein liya, magar der tak nahi. “Ab andar aa. Bahar wala waqt khatam. Yahan mujhe chhod.”

Main uski thighs ke beech jhuka. Uski chut geeli aur garam thi. Maine lund uske chede par ragda, phir dheere andar ghusa. Nirmala ne meri peeth pakad li. “Haan, ab nikal mat. Poora de.” Main ne ek dhakka diya, phir doosra. Charpai ki lakdi chikne lagi.

Kothari ki hawa band thi. Hindustan ke kheton ki mitti ki khushbu kapdon ke saath kamre mein atak gayi thi. Main uske upar jhuka, uske baal hatheli mein liye, aur uski chhati ko munh se dabaaya. Har dhakke par uski saans meri gardan par padi.

“Tez,” usne kaha, aur apni tangen meri kamar se lapet lin. Main tez choda. Uski chut tight thi, magar geeli rehti. Kabhi kabhi woh khud neeche se uth kar meri taraf milti, jaise khet ki mehnat ke baad bhi uske body mein dam bacha ho.

Diya ki roshni uske pet par kaampi. Maine apna ek haath uski chhati par rakha, doosra charpai ki lakdi par. Nirmala ke nakhun meri peeth par lage. “Wahan, wahi… mat hat.” Main usi jagah dhakke lagata raha. Uski aankhen khul kar meri taraf atak gayin, phir band ho gayin.

Thodi der baad usne mujhe peeth ke bal ghumaya. Main charpai par let gaya. Woh upar baithi, mera lund apni chut mein le kar hilne lagi. Saree ka pallu ab farsh par pada tha, blouse diya ke paas. Uski kamar mere haathon mein thi. Main ne use neeche khincha.

Woh apni speed khud rakh rahi thi. Kabhi tez, kabhi ruki, phir dobara. “Deepak, ab nikalna mat. Andar hi rakh.” Main ne uski thighs pakad kar use apni taraf maroda. Uski chut mera lund ko nichod rahi thi. Kamre mein sirf lakdi ki awaaz aur dono ki saansein thi.

Bahar bakri ek baar phir khunti se khenchi, magar is baar koi nahi aaya. Nirmala ne sirf kaan kiya, phir muskura kar meri chhati par haath rakh diya. “Ab mat soch. Mujhe chod.” Main ne use neeche gira kar phir upar se dhakke diye. Uski chut se geelapan meri janghon tak bahne laga.

Woh meri ungliyon ko apne munh mein le aayi, daant se dabaaya, phir chhod di. Main tez ho gaya. Uski kamar meri hatheliyon mein kasti rahi. Ek lambi saans ke saath uske body ne jhatka liya. Uski chut ne mera lund ko baar baar kasaa, aur uski awaaz dabi hui nikal aayi.

Uske baad main bhi nahi ruk saka. Maine lund andar hi rakh kar jhad diya. Garam taral uski chut mein bhar gaya. Nirmala ne mujhe kuch pal dabaaye rakha, phir halke se hans kar meri gardan par maathe se lag gayi. Hum dono charpai par saans lete pade rahe, kapde ab bhi farsh par the.

Diya ki batti jhukne lagi. Main uske baal hatane laga. Uski aankhen ab shaant thin. Kothari ki kundi ab bhi lagi hui thi. Bahar gaon ki gali se koi cycle nahi gayi. Sirf dur mandir ke taraf se ek halka dholak sa suna, phir woh bhi khatam.

Khet ke raste par

Nirmala pehle uthi. Petticoat pehna, blouse ke button lagaye, saree lapeti. Pallu kandhe par daalte hue usne chara ka gattar kothari ke kone se uthaya jo hum andar laaye the. “Kal napne wale aayenge. Main apne khet ki meed par khadi rahungi. Tu apna pump khud dekh lena.”

Main nanga charpai par baitha raha, phir lungi lapeti. Ganji haath mein li, magar pehni nahi. Usne kundi kholi. Aangan mein bakri ab khunti se shaant khadi thi. Nirmala ne darwaze se nikalte hue peeche nahi dekha. Khet ke kachche raste par uske pairon ki dhool uthni shuru hui.

Main pump ke patthar ke paas aaya. Tel ki dibiya wahi pada tha jahan maine rakh diya tha. Handle thanda ho chuka tha. Nirmala gattar uthaye neem ke baad andhere mein gayab ho gayi, aur main dibiya uthaye aangan mein khada reh gaya.

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