Pehli baar chudwane me har ladki ya aurat jaroor nakhra karti hai lekin ekbaar chudne ke baad to kahti hai aa lund mujhe chod. Ab Anaarkali ko dhekho saali ne poore 2 mahine se mujhe apne peeche saudaai saleem (paagal) bana kar rakha tha. Putthe par haath hi nahi dharne deti thee. Ragdne ka to door chumachati ka bhi koi mauka aata to wo har baar kuch aisa karti ki geeli machli ki tarah mere haath se fisal hi jaati thee. Akele me ek do baar uske anaaron ko bhinchne ya gaalon ko chhune ya chumma lene ke alawa main jyada kuch nahi kar paaya tha. Par maine bhi soch liya tha ki use Prem ki Anaarkali bana kar hi dum lunga. Saali apne aap ko Saleem waali Anaarkali se kam nahi samajhati. Maine bhi soch liya thaa Choot maaru ya na maaru par ek baar uski matkati gaand jaroor maarunga.Aap soch rahe honge Anaarkali to Saleem ki thi fir ye nai Anaarkali kaun hai. Darashal Anaar hamari naukarani Gulaabo ki ladaki hai. Uske gharwale aur Madhu use Anu aur main Anaarkali bulata hun. Anaar ke Anaarkali banane ki kahani aap jaroor sunna chahenge. Anaar naam bada azeeb sa hai na. Darashal jis raat wo paida hui thi uske baap ne uski amma ko khaane ke liye Anaar laakar diye the to usne uska naam hi Anaar rakh diya. Anu koi 17-18 saal ki hui hai par hai ekdum bomb pataka poora 7.5 kg RDX. Dhai k.g. upar aur umeed se dugna yaani 5 k.g. neeche. Nahi samjhe aare yaar uske boobs aur nitamb. Kya kamayaat hai saali. Gora rang moti moti kaali aankhe, kaale lambe baal, bhare poore unnat uroj. Bhaari par sudol jaanghen patli kamar. Aur sabse badi daulat to uske mote mote matkate kulhe hai. Aap soch rahe honge isme kya khas baat hai kai ladkiyon ke nitamb mote bhi hote hai to dosto aap galat soch rahe hai. Agar ek baar koi dekh le to mantramugdh hokar use dekhta hi rah jaye. Khujraho ke mandiron ki moortion jaisi gaand to aise mataka kar chalati jaise Khoobsurat film me Urmila Maatondakar chalati hai. Nakhare to iatne ki puchho mat. Agar ek baar use dekh le to Urmila matondakar ya Sephali Chhaya ko bhool jayenge. Aur fir main to nitambon ka mureed (prem pujari) hun.Kabhi kabhi to mujhe shak hota hai iski ma Gulaabo to chalo theek thaak hai, ho sakta hai jawani me thori sundar bhi rahi hogi par baap to kalakaluta hai to fir ye intni gori chitti kaise hai. Lagta hai kahin Gulaabo ne bhi apni jawaani me mere jaise kisi Premi bhanware se apni gulaab ki kali mashalwaa li hogi. Khair chhodo in baaton ko ham to Anu ke anaarkali banne ki baaat kar rahe the.Aare naye paathakon ko apna parichaya to de dun. Main Prem Guru Mathur. Umar 32 saal. Jaanane wale aur mere pathak mujhe Prem Guru bulaate hai. (email@example.com ; firstname.lastname@example.org Main ek MNC me kaam karta hun. Mere lund ka size lagbhag 7” hai. Supaada jyada mota nahi hai par aise supaade aur lund gaand maarne ke liye bade mufeed (upukt) hoten hai. Mere lund ke supaade par ek til bhi hai. Pata nahi aap jaante hai yaa nahi aise aadami bade chuddakad hote hai aur gaand ke saukeen. Meri patni Madhur (Madhu) age 28 saal bala ki khubshroot 36-28-36 shahad ki dali hi samjho. Chudaayi me bilkul perfact. Par aap to hum bhanwaron ki kaiphiyat (aadat) jaante hi hai kabhi bhi ek phool se santust nahi hote. Ek baat samajh nahi aati saali ye patnia pata nahi itni irshyaloo kyon hoti hai jahaan bhi koi khubshurat ladaki ya aurat dekhi aur apne mard ko unki or jara sa bhi unpar nazaren daalate hue dekh liya to yahi sochti rahati hai ki jaroor ye use chodna chaahte hai. Kamobes Madhu ki bhi yahi haalat thee. Anaarakli ko gheeya kaarne me meri sabse badi dikkat to Madhu hi thee. Mujhe to hairat hoti hai poori chhaan been kiye bina usne Gulaabo ko kaise kaam par rakh liya jiske yahaan RDX jaisi cheej bhi hai jiska naam Anaar hai. Mujhe to kai dino ke baad pata chala tha ki Anu bahut achhi dancer hai. Aap to jante hai Madhu bahut achhi dancer hai. Shaadi ke baad school function ko chhod kar use koi comptation me to naachne ka mauka nahi mila par ghar par wo pratice karti rahti aur Anu bhi saath hoti hai. Anu to 10-15 dino me hi usse itna ghulmil gai thi ki apni saari baate Madhu usse share karne lag gayi thee. Do do ghante tak pata nahi wo sir jode kya ghusar fusar karti rahti hai. Waise to ye kabhi kabhaar hi aati thi aur maine pehle koi khaas dhyaan nahi diya. Aap ye jaroor soch rahe honge ye kaise ho sakta hai. Koi khubshurat phool aas paas ho aur meri nazar se bach jaaye ye kaise ho sakta hai. Darashal un dino mera chakkar apni khubshurat secretary se chal raha tha. Lekin jabse Gulaabo beemar hui hai pichhle ek mahine se Anaar hi hamaare yaha kaam karne aa rahi hai. Mujhe to baad me pata chaala jab Madhu ne bataya ki Gulaabo ke fir ladaki hui hai. Kamaal hai 38-40 saal ki umar me 5-6 baccho ke hote hue bhi ek aur baccha ? Agar maa itni chudakad hai to beti kaisi hogi Maa par beti nasl par ghodiJyaada nahi to thodi thodiEk din jab main baathroom se nikal raha tha to Anu apni choti hath me pakde ghumaate hue gaana gaate lagbhag bhaagate hue teji se andar aa rahi thiMain chali main chali dekho pyaar ki galiMujhe roke naa koi main chali main chaliWo apni dhun me thi achaanak main saamne aa gaya to wo mujhse takara gai. Uske gaal mere hontho ko chhoo gaye aur boobs be seene se touch kar gaye. Maine uski choti pakadte hue kaha “Kahaan chali meri Anu raani kahin sachmuch sasuraal to nahi jaa rahi thi ?”Wo sharma kar andar bhaag gai. Hai alla…. Kya kamayat hai saali. Main bhi kitna gadha tha itne din is RDX par dhyaan hi nahi diya. Us din ke baad mine Anu ko chodne ka jaal bunna shuroo kar diya. Anu ne to Madhu par pata nahi kya jadoo kar diya tha ki wo use apni chhoti behan hi samajhne lagi thee. Anu bhi lagbhag saare din hamare ghar me mandraate rahti thi haalanki wo ek do jagah par aur bhi kaam karati thee. Madhu ne use apni puraani saadian, chapple, Suits, make-up ka saaman aadi dena shuroo kar diya. Use apni pahani penties bra aur allam pallam cheejen bhi deti rahti thi.Anu hamare yaha jharoo ponchha bartan safaai kapade aadi sab kaam karti thee. Kabhi kabhi rasoi me bhi madad karti thee. Wo to yahi chaahti thi ki kisi tarah yahin bani rahe. Main shuroowaat me jaladi nahi karna chaahata tha. Jab wo drawing room me jharoo lagaati to uske rasbhare santare blause ke andar se jhaankte saaf dikh jaate the. Par nippal aur aerola nahi dhikte the par uski golaaiyon ke hisaab se andaza lagana kahan muskil tha. Mera andaza hai ki ek rupaye ke sikke se jyada bada uska aerol nahi hoga. Surk lal ya thora sa baadaami. Uski ghundi to kaamal ki hogi. Madhu ke to ab angoor ban gaye hai aur chusne me itna maza ab nahi aata. Pata nahi in ras bhare aamon ko chusne ka mauka kab nasheeb hoga. Shuroo shuroo me main jaldbaaji se kaam nahi lena chahata tha. Anu in sab se shayaad bekhabar thee. Aaj shaayad usne madhu ki di hui bra pahani thi jo uske liye dheeli thee. Jharoo lagaate hue jab wo jhuki to maine dekh liya tha. Meri nazaren to bas un kabutoron par tiki rah gai. Mujhe to hosh tab aaya jab mere kano me aawaj aai “Saahab apne pair uthaao mujhe jharoo lagaani hai.” Anu ne jhuke hue hi kaha“aann haan” maine jhempte hue kaha. Main soch raha tha kahin usne mujhe aisa karte pakad to nahi liya. Lekin uske chehre se aisa kuchh nahi laga aur agar aisa hua bhi hai to chalo aagaj to achha hai. Mera lund to pajaame ke andar uchhalkud machaane laga tha. Maine andar chaddi nahi penhi thee. Pajaame ke bahar usk ubhaar saaf nazar aa raha tha. Madhu ne usko samjha diya tha hi wo use (Madhu ko) Didi bulaaya karegi aur mujhe Bhayya. Main to soch raha tha ki jab Madhu uski didi hui to wo meri saali hui na aur main uska jijja, mujhe bhayya ki jagah saiyan nahi to kam se kam jijju hi bulaaye taaki saali par adha haq to jijju ka hota hi hai mera bhi ho jaaye par main to laddu poora khane me viswaas rakhata hun. Par Madhu ke hihaab se saahab hi kahalwana theek tha main marata kya karta.Madhu is samay baathroom me thee. Aaj wo akele hi naha rahi thee. Koi baat nahi kabhi kabhi akele nahana bhi sehat ke liye achha hota hai. Mera usse baat karne ka mood ho aaya. “Aun chaai to pila do ek cup”“Haan… banaati hun” Anu ne koyal jaisi meethi aawaj me kahte hue meri or is tarah se dekha jaise kah rahi ho chaai kya peeni hai kuch aur bhi peelo. Wo kamar par haath rakhe khadi thi chaai banane nahi gai.“Aare Anu aaj ye tumne dheele dheele kapade kyon pehan rakhe hai.”“Nahi dheele kahan hai theek to hai” usne apna kurta neeche khenchte hue kaha“Aare ye bra kitnai dheeli hai iske streps dikh rahe hai” Maine hanste hue kaha“Dhaat… aaap bhi” wo shaarma gai. Ya allh… kya ada hai“Kyon maine jhoot kaha ?”“Wo didi bhi yahi kah rahi thi” wo apni aankhen neechi kiye boli“To apne size ki pahna karo na unme tum bahut sundar lagogi”“Par hamare paas itne paise kahan hai nai bra khareedne ke liye ?”“Koi baat nahi itni si baat main tumhare liye laa dunga mmm… mera matlab Madhu se kah dunga”“Par didi… paise.. ??”“Aare tum paison ki kyon chinta karti ho baad me de dena” maine muskuraate hue kaha. Mera kutubminaar pajaame ke andar ufan raha tha aur baahar aane ko machalane laga. Maine jaldi se akhbaar god me rakh liya nahi to Anu jaroor dekh hi leti aur mere iraadon ki bhanak use lag jaati to aagaaj (shree ganesh) hi kharaab ho jaata. Par main to is maamle me poora khilaadi tha. Anu rashoi me chali gai. Madhu baaathroom me thee. Mera man kiya uske saath naha hi liya jaye. Mausam bhi hai, mauka bhi achha hai aur lund bhi kutabmeenar bana hai. Main jaise hi utha saamne se madhu apne baal taulie se ragadte hue baathroom se nikal kar meri or hi aa rahi thee. Maine Madhu ki or aankh maari aur seeti bajane ke andaz me oye hoye kaha. Mere is isaare ko wo achhi tarah jaanti hai. Jab hum log kamaatur hain matlab chudai ki ichha hoti hai isi tarah seeti bajaate hai. Maine uska haath pakadne ki kosis ki to wo mujhe pare dhakelte hue boli “Hato Laal bai aa gai hai”Pehle to main kuch samjha nahi maine socha kahi wo Gulaabo ki baat to nahi kar rahi par baad me jab uske mahwaari ki or isaare ko samjha to mera saara josh hi thanda pad gaya. Ab to 5-6 din mujhe apna haaath jaggan naath hi karna padega Madhu to choot aur gaand par haath bhi nahi dharane degi.Dusre din maine baazar se 2 stylish bra aur kaale rang ki penties kahreedee. Madhu subah jaladi school chali jaati hai. Anu roj subah 8 baje aa jati hai. Hamare liye chaai nasta bana deti hai baad me safai aur bartan aadi saaf karti hai. Main office ke liye koi 9.30 baje nikalta hun. Aaj programm ke mutaabik mujhe 9.30 baja jaane ki koi jaldi nahi thee. Main to apna jaal achhi tarah bunta ja raha tha. Madhu ke jaate hi maine Anu ko aawaj di.“Aare meri Anaarkali dekho wo table par kya rakha hai”“Sahaab koi packet lagta hai kyon ?”“Dekho to sahi kya hai isme ?”Anu ne packet khola to usme se bra, penties aur do teen khusboo waali face creem ke packet dekhkar wo khus ho gai par boli kuch nahi.Maine kaha “kyon kaisi hai ?”Wo kuch nahi boli meri taraf bas dekhti rahi. Maine kaha bhai ye sab hamaari Anaarkali ke liye hai. Kal maine thumse wada kiya tha na. Use to jaise viswaas hi nahi hua.“Kyon achhi hai na ?”“Haan bahut sundar hai. Main bhi aisi hi chaahti thi” anjaane me uske munh se nikal hi gaya. “Dekho apni didi se mat kahana”“Kyon ?”“Aare wo tumhare paise kaat legi”“To kya aap nahi kaatoge chhod doge ?”“Tum kaho to nahi kataaunga… chod dunga …par….?” maine jaanbujhkar chhod ko chod kaha tha. Par pata nahi Anaarkali ne dhyaan diya ya nahi wo to bas unhen dekhne me hi lagi thi.“Par ek shart hai” maine kaha“Wo kya ?”“Ye pahan kar mujhe bhi dikhani hogi”“Issssss………………. ” Anu sharmakar packet lekar baahar ki or bhag gai. Mera dil uchhalne laga. Ya alllaaa…… Aaj ke liye itna hi kaphi tha. Maine bathroom me chala gaya aur koi do saal ke baad aaj jamkar muth maari tab jaakar pappu maharaaj kuch shaant hue aur mujhe office jaane diya. Agle do dino pata nahi Anaarkali kaam par kyon nahi aayi. Main to dar hi gaya. Pata nahi kya ho gaya. Kahin usne gharwaalo ya Madhu ko kuch bata to nahi diya ? Par meri aasanka galat nikali. Use to ghar par hi kuch kaam tha. Apni maa aur naye bacche se sambandhit.Pichhle do teen dino se Madhu ki maahwaari chal rahi thi aur mujhe chodne nahi diya diya tha. Secretary bhi naukari chhod gayi thee. Aap ko to pata hi hai ham log saniwaar ki raat badi masti karte hai. Yeh raat mere liye to bahut khaas hoti hai par Madhu ke liya Sunday kharaab karnewaala hota hai. Aisaa isliye ki saniwaar ko main Madhu ki gaand maarta hun baaki dino to wo mujhe gaand ke suraakh par anguli bhi nahi dharane deti. Ham logo ne aapas me tai kar rakha hai ki swarg ke is dushare dwaar yaani ki Madhu ki choot ki pyaari padosan ki masti shirf Saturday ko ya Holi, Deewali, janamdin ya fir marriage anniversary par hi ki jaayegi. Doosare din ham log baathroom me saath saath nahaate hai aur alag mauj masti karte hai. Sunday ke din Madhu jis tarike se taange chauri karke chalti hai kai baar to mujhe hansi aa jati hai aur fir raat ko main choot se bhi haath dho baithta hun. In dino main apna lund haath me liye kisi choot ki talash me chhade lund Girdhari Lal bana tha aur muth maar kar hi gujaara kar raha tha. Bhagwan ne chhappar faad kar jaise Anaarkali ko mere liye bhej to diya tha par jaal abhi kacchaa tha. Pichhsle ek dedh mahine se main apsna jaal bun raha tha. Jaldbaazi me toot sakta tha. Aur mere jaise khiladi ke liye ye sharm ki baat hoti ki koi chidia kacche jaal ko tod kar bhaag jaye, main jalsdi nahi karsna chashsta tha. Pehale loha poora garam kar lun fir hathoda maarunga.App soch rahe honge ek naukaraani ko chodna kya muskil kaam hai. Thora sa lalaach do bathroom me peshaab karne ke bahaane lund ke darshan karwavo aur patak kar chod do. Ghar me posibal na ho to kisi hotal me le jaakar ragad do. Aap galat soch rahe hai. Agar koi jhugi basti me rahnewala koi launda lapada ho ya Anu ki sociaty me rahnewaala ho to koi baat nahi hai Jaanwaron ki poonchh ki tarah kabhi bhi lehanga ya saadi petilot uthaao aur thok do. Ab Gulaabo ko hi lo 38-40 saal ki umar me 5-6 bachhon ke hote hue bhi ek aur baccha ? Hum jaise tathaakathit padhe likhe samajhdar log apne aap ko middle class samajhane waalon ke liye bhala is tarike se itani aasani se kisi aur ladaki ko kaise choda jaa sakata hai. Khair aap kyon pareshaan ho rahe hai. Aaj Saturday tha. Reewaaj ke mutabik to aaj hame raat bhar masti karani thi par abhi Madhu ko chotha din hi tha aur agle do din aur mujhe muth maar kar hi kaam chalana tha. Anaarkali ko chodana abhi kahaan sambhav tha. Maine Madhu ko jab apne khade lund ko dikhaaya to wo boli“Off ... aap to 3-4 din bhi nahi rah sakate”“Aare tum kya jaano teen din matlab 72 ghante 4320 minut aur ……”“Bas bas ab seconds rahane do” Madhu meri baat kaatte hue boli.Pleej meri Shahad Raani (Madhu) aaj to bas munh me lekar hi choos lo ya fir muth hi maar do apne nazuk haathon se. Madhu kai baar jab bahut mood me hoti hai mera lund bhi choosti hai aur muth bhi maar deti hai. Par aaj usne lund to nahi choosa par apne haaathon me apni nai kachhi lekar muth jaroor maar di. Mera saara veerya uski penty me lipad gaya. Madhu jab haath dhone attached baathroom gai to mere dimaag me ek plan aaya. Maine wo penti guest room se lage comman baathroom me daal di. Aanarkali isi baathroom me kapde dhoti hai.Dusre din Sunday tha. Madhu aur main deri se uthe the. Anaarkali rasoi me chaai bana rahi thee. Chaai peekar Madhu jab baathroom chali gai to maine Anaarkali se kaha“Anaarkali tumne jo wada kiya tha uska kya hua ?”“Kaun sa wada saahab”“Aare itana jaldi bhool gai wo penti aur bra pahan kar nahi dikhaani ??”“Oh… wo… issssssssss…………..” wo ek baar fir sharma gai. Maine uska haath apne haath me le liya. “Uiii maaaa………….” Wo jor se chillaayi. Agar Madhu baathroom me na hoti to jaroor sun leti. “wo… wo… Madhu… didi…” Maine idhar udhar dekha itane me to wo rasoi ki or bhaag chuki thee. Mera aaj ka aadha kaam ho gaya tha. Baaki ka aadha kaam kapade dhote samay apane aap ho jayega.Nasta aadi banane ke baad jab Anaarkali baathroom me kapde dhone jaane lagi to meri aankhe uska hi peechha kar rahi thee. Wo jab baathroom me ghusi to main jaanta tha uski nazar seedhi penti par hi padegi. Usne meri or dekha. Main akhabaar me munh chhipaaye use hi dekh raha tha. Jaise hi usne darwaaja band kiya main baathroom ki or bhaaga. Madhu abhi bedroom me hi thee. Main jaanta tha use abhi adha ghanta aur lagega. Maine baathroom ke kee hol (Key hole) se dekha to meri baanchhe hi khil gai. Plan ke mutabik hi hua. Anaarkali ne wohi penti haath me pakad rakhi thi aur bade dhyaan se us par lage cum ko dekh rahi thee. Pata nahi use kya sujha ek aungali cum me duboi aur naak ke paas le jaakar pehale to sungha fir use munh me lekar chaata. Apni aankhen band kar li aur ek sitkar si lene lagi. Fir usne apni salwaar uataar di. He bhagwan us kaali penti me uski bharpoor jaanghe bilkum makkhan malaai jaisi gori chitti thi. Aur 2 inch ki patti ke dono or jhaankte chhote chhote kaale jhaant. Double roti ki tarah fooli hui uski bur. Wo ruki nahi usne penti neeche sarkaai aur uski kaale reshmi baalo se lakdak choot numaaya (prakat) ho gai. Choot ke mote mote baahari honth. Andar ke honth patale thode kaale aur kofee (Coffee) rang ke aapas me chipke huye. Choot ka cheera koi 4 inch ka to hoga. Sangmarmari jaanghon ke beech dabi uski choot saaf dikh rahi thee. Laajawaab jaanghen aur daayeen jaangh par kaala til. Poori kayaamat. Usne dheere se apni angulion se apni choot ki dono faankon ko khola jaise koi titali apne chhote chhote pankh failaati hai. Andar se laal chatt uski choot ka chhed saaf nazar aane laga. Anu ne ek anguli par thook lagaaya aur fir gach se apni choot ke naazuk chhed me andar daal di aur jor se ek sitkar maari. Fir usne dhada dhad apni anguli andar baahar karani shuroo kar di. Uski kaale jhaanto se bhari choot aur mote mote nitambon ko dekhkar mera dil to gaana hi gaane laga “Ye kaali kaali jhaante ye gori gori gaad”. Koi 10 minut tak wo apni anguli andar baahar karati rahi. Fir ek kikkari maarte hue wo jhad gai. Apni anguli bhi usne ek baar chaati aur aachaar ki tarah chatkaara lete hue apni penty pehan li. Ab wahaan rukane ka koi arth nahi tha. Main daud kar waapas drawing room me aa gaya. Mera jaal pakka ban gaya tha aur shikaar ne chaare ki or badhana shuroo kar diya tha. Aaj to 6th day (maahwaari ka chhatha) din… nahi raat thi aur main Madhu ko kahaan chhodne waala tha. Maine poori taiyyaari kar li thee. Aaj maine kas kas kar 2 baar uski choot maari aur ek baar gaand. Madhu to jaise behosh hote hote bachi. Pata nahi ye aurten gaand marwaane me itana nakhara kyon karti hai. Guruji kahte hai “aurat ke teen chhed hote hai aur teeno hi chhedon ka maza lena chaahiye. Choot, gaand aur munh. Isi liye usne manushya janam diya hai. Kya aapne kabhi doosare praaniyon ko guda maithun karate hue dekha hai ye gun to bhagwaan ne shirf manushya jaati ko hi diya hai.” Wo kahte hai “jis aadmi ne Laahor nahi dekha aur apni bivi ki gaand nahi maari wo samjho jeeya hi nahi. Chalo Laahor dekhane ki to majboori ho sakati hai par gaand maarne me kaisi laaparwaahi. Jo aurten gaand nahi marwaati wo agle janam me kinnar ya khacchar banati hai aur sambogh nahi kar paati. Aap to jaante hi hai ki khacchar sambhog nahi kar sakate aur Kinnar shirf gaand hi marwa sakate hai sambhog nahi kar sakate. Ab ye aapke uapr hai ki agle janam me aap kya banana chahti hai aur upar jaakar bhagwaan ko kya munh dikhaaoge ya dikhaaogi ….” Us din Anaarkali ne to jaise bomb hi fod diya. Madhu ne bataaya ki gharwaale Anu ka agale mahine gauna karne waale hai. He bhagwaan jaal me fansi machhali kya itani jaladi nikal jaayegi. Haath aaya shikaar chhitak jayega. Maine Madhu se kaha“Par Anaarkali to abhi chhoti hi hai. Abhi to muskil se 17-18 ki hui hogi.” main jaanta hun wo ek saath do do lund apani choot aur gaand me lene laayak ban gai hai par Madhu ke saamne to use bacchi hi kahana theek tha.“Aare aap in logon ki pareshaani nahi jaante. Gareeb ki lugaai har ek ki bhojaai hoti hai. Jawaan hone se pehale hi mohalle pados aur ristadaaron ke launde lapaade to kya ghar ke log hi unka yaun shoshan kar lete hai. Chaacha, taau, jijja, fufa yahaan tak ki uske sage bhaai aur baap bhi kai baar to nahi chhodate hai.” Madhu ne bataaya “Par Anaarkali ko to aisi koi samasyaa thode hi hai. Tum Gulaboo ko samjhane ki kosis kyon nahi karti ?” Maine kaha“Tum nahi jaante uska baap ek numbar ka sharabee aur chuddakar hai. Anu bata rahi thi ki kal uski maassi ghar aayi thi uske baapu ne use pakad liya tha. Maassi ne shor macha kar apane aap ko chhudaaya. Anu dar rahi thi ki kahin use hi na….”Main to sunkar hi hakka bakka rah gaya. Ek or main Anaarkali ko chodne ke chakkar me laga tha aur dooshari or uska baap hi uski vaat lagaane (apni aurat banane) par tula tha. Agar uska gauna ho gaya to meri pichhle 2 mahino ki saari mehnat bekaar chali jaayegi. Mera to mood hi kharaab ho gaya. Guruji kahate hai “Samay se pehale aur bhaagya se jyaada kabhi nahi milta” pata nahi bhagya me kab kahaan kaise kya likha hai.Us din shaam ko Madhu ne bataaya ki uski Mummy ki tabiyat theek nahi hai. Bhayya ka phone aaya tha wo bhi jaa rahe hai aur mujhe bhi Jaipur jaana padega. Ab yaha se Jaipur koi jyaada door to hai nahi maine jhatpat doosre din hi uski rail ki ticket confirm karwa di. Maine office me jaroori kaam ka perfect bahaana bana diya. Usne jaate hue Anu ko mera dhyaan rakhne ko samjhaaya. Kab naasta dena hai. Khaana kab dena hai kya kya banana hai. Bas teen chaar dino ki baat hai. Majboori hai. Kisi tarah kaat lena. Maine man me bhagwaan ka dhanyavaad kiya aur thori si aasha man me jagi ki ab Anaar ko Anaarkali banane ka maakool (sahi) waqt aa gaya hai. Maine station par use chhodte samay itani badhiya acting kee jaise koi premi apani premika se bichhud raha ho. Agar Dilip kumar us waqt dekh leta to kahata madhumati me uski acting bhi aisi nahi thee. Madhu ek baar to bol hi padi ki “vaise Bhaiya to jaa hi rahe hai tum mere bina itane udaas ho rahe ho to main jaana cancil kar dun.”Main gadbada gaya achhi acting bhi kai baar mehngi pad jaati hai. Maine kaha “Aare budha shareer hai aise samay me jaana jaroori hota hai. Kal ko koi aisi vaisi baat ho gai to hamen jindgi bhar pachhtaawa rahega tum meri chinta chhodo kisi tarah 3-4 din tumhaare bina kaat hi loonga par lautane me deri kar di to mujhe jaroori kaam chhod kar bhi tumhe lene aana padegaa Hanny darling” Aap to jaante hi hai jab mujhe Madhu ko goli pilani hoti hai main use Hanny kahata hun. Madhu ne meri aur aise dekha jaise main koi shahjaada Saleem hun aur wo Anaarkali jo mujhse door jaa rahi hai.Raat Anaarkali ke sapano me hi beet gai. Subah mujhe Anaarkali ki meethi aawaj ne jagaaya. Wo aate hi boli “Didi ke pahunchane ka fon aaya kya..??”“Kyon hum akele achhe nahi lagate kya ?”“Oh… wo ..wo.. baat nahi…” Anaarkali thoda jhijhkte hue boli “aapke liye chaai banaaun ?”“Nahi pehale mere paas baitho mujhe tumse kuchh jaroori baat karani hai” maine aaj pehali baar use bed par apne paas baithaaya. Wo hairaani se meri or dekhne lagi. “Maine suna hai tumhari shaadi ho rahi hai ?” maine poochha“Shaadi nahi sahaab gauna ho raha hai”“Haan haan wahi par tum to abhi bahut chhoti ho. Itni kam umar me ??”“Chhoti kahaan hun poori 18 ki ho hi gai hun. Aur fir gareeb ki beti to gharwaalo, ristedaaron aur mohallewaale shohadon ki nazar me to 10-12 saal ki bhi jawaan ho jaati hai. Har koi use lootne khasotne ke chakkar me rahata hai”Anaarkali ne maahaul hi sanjeeda (ghambeer) bana diya. Maine baat ko apne matalab ki or modte hue kaha“Chalo wo to theek hai par tum to jaanti ho main … mera matlab hai Madhu … ham sabhi tumhe kitna ppprr…. mera matalab chahte hai tum hamse door chali jaaogi” main haklaata hua sa bola aur uska haath apne haath me le liya. Usne haath chhudaane ki koi kosis nahi ki. Mera jee to kar raha tha ki kah dun ‘main bhi tumhe chodna ke chakkar me hi to laga hun’ par pata nahi kah nahi paya.“Haan saahab main jaanti hun. Aap aur Madhu didi to mujhe bahut chaahte ho. Didi to mujhe chhoti bahan ki tarah maanti hai. Dukh to mujhe bhi hai par sasuraal to ek din jaana hi padata hai na. Kyon main galat to nahi kah rahi ?”“ ” main chup raha. Anaarkali fir boli “Saahab aap udaas kyon hote ho aapko koi aur naukaraani mil jaayegi”“Par tumhaare jaisi kahaan milegi”“Kyon aisaa kya hai mujhme ?”“Are meri raani tum nahi jaanti tum kitni sundar ho… mm… mera matlab hai tum har kaam kitna sundar dhang se karti ho”“Kaam ka to theek hai par itani sundar kahaan hun.”“Heere ko apani keemat ka pata nahi hota. Kabhi mere jaise johari ki nazaron se bhi to dekho apane aap ko ?”“Saaheb itane sapne na dikhaao ki main unke tootne ka gam bardast hi na kar paaun”“Dekho Anaarkali main sach kahta hun tumhaare jaane ke baad mera man bahut udaas rahega”“Main jaanti hun saahab” Anaarkali ne apni palken band kar li.Loha garam ho gaya tha. Jaal bichh gaya tha. Ab to bas sikaar fasnewala hi tha. Maine jabardast acting karate hue kaha “Anaar mujhe lagata hai hamara pichhle janam ka jaroor koi rista hai. Kahin tum pichhle janam me Annarkali to nahi thi ya kahin Madhubala to nahi thi ?” Main passa fenka. Main aage bolne hi jaa raha tha ki ‘aur main Shahjaada Saleem’ par mere ye shabd honthon me hi rah gaye, Anaarkali boli“Mujhe kya maaloom babuji aap to mujhe sapne hi dikha rahe hai” Anaarkali ki aankhen ab bhi band thi wo kuch soch rahi thi.“Main tumhe koi sapna nahi dikhaa raha bilkul sach kahata hun main tumhen in do maheeno me hi kitana chaahane laga hun agar meri shaadi nahi hui hoti to main tumhe hi apni dulhan bana leta”“Saahab main to ab bhi aapki hi hun”Mera dil uchhalne laga. Machhali fas gai. Mera lund to is samay kutub Meenaar bana huaa tha. Ek dum 120 digree par agar haath bhi lagaao to tann ki aawaaj aaye. Maine use aapni baahion me bhar lena chaaha par kuchh soch kar kewal uski thuddi ko thora saa uthaaya aur apne honth uski or badhaaye hi the ki usne apni aankhen kholi aur mujhe apni or badhte hue dekh kar achaanak uth khadi hui. Mera dil dhakk se rah gaya kahin machhli fisal to nahi jaa rahi.“Nahi mere Shehjaade itani jaladi nahi. Tumhaare liye ho sakata hai ye khel ho ya time paas ka masala ho par mere liye to jindagi ka anmol pal hoga. Main itani jaldbaazi me aur is tareeke se gujaaranaa pasand nahi karungi”“Pleej ek baar meri Anaarkali bas ek baar” Main gidgidaya. Main to apni killi thok dene par utaaru tha. Par wo boli“Sabra karo mere parwane itani bhi kya jaladi hai. Aaaj ki raat ko ham yaadgaar banaayenge”“Par raat me tum kaise aaogi ?? tumhaare gharwale ?” maine apni aasanka bataai“Wo mujh par chhod do. Aap nahi jaante jab aap tour par kai kai dino ke liye baahar jaate ho, main didi ke paas hi to soti hun mere gharwaalon ko pata hai” Anaarkali ne mere honthon par anguli rakhte hue kaha.Main gumsum munh baaye wahin khada rah gaya. Anaarkali chaai banane rasoi me chali gai. Main sochne laga kahin wo mujhe mamoo (chutiya) to nahi bana gai ?Ye saala Saxena bhi ek numbar ka gadha hai. (Aare yaar hamaara padosi). Har sahi kaam galat samay par karega. Raat ko 11 baje bhajan sunega aur subah subah Farida khaanam ki Ghazal. Ab bhi uske flat (hamaare bagalwaale) se dek par sun raha haiYunhi pahloo me baithe rahoAaj… jaane ki zid naa…karoPar aaj mujhe laga ki usne sahi gaana sahi waqt par lagaaya hai. Aaj Shukrawaar (Friday) ka din tha. Office me koi khaas kaam nahi tha. Maine chhuti maar li. Din me Anaarkali ke liye kuch shoping ki. Mera pappu to tas se mas hi nahi ho raha tha raat ke intjaar me. Ek baar to man kiya ki muth hi maar lun par baad me kisi tarah pappu ko samjhaaya ‘Thora sabra thoraa sabra karna seekho’Raat koi 10.30 baje Anaarkali chupchaap bina call bell dabaaye andar aa gayi aur darwaaja band kar diya. Main to drawing room me uska intjaar hi kar raha tha. Ek bheeni si kunwaare jism ki khusboo se saara drawing room bhar utha. Uske aate hi main daud kar usse lipat gaya aur do teen chumman uske gaalon hontho par tadaa tad le liye. Wo ghabraai si mujhe bas dekhti hi rah gayi.“Oh.. fir utaawalaapan mere shehjaade hamaare paas saari raat padi hai jaladi kya hai ?”“Meri Anaarkali ab mujhse tumhaari ye doori sahan nahi hoti”“Pahle bedroom me to chalo”Maine use god me utha liya aur bedroom me aa gaya. Ab mera dhyaan uski or gaya. Patiyaala suit pehane, naagin ki tarah bal khaai choti jisame panjaabi paraandha (Phoolowaali choti), honthon par surkh lali aankhon me kajara, kalaaiyon me poori 9-9 chudiyaan laal rang ki. Main to bas use dekhata hi rah gaya. Wo to poori chhamak chhallo bani thi. Kurate me tight kase hue uske unnat uroj patali kamar, mote nitamb main apane aap ko kaabu me kahaan rakh pata. Maine use apni baahon me bhar liya. Usne bhi apni aankhen band kar li.“Meri Anaarkali”“Haan mere Shahjaade”“Mujhe to viswas hi nahi tha ki tum aaogi. Mujhe to lag raha hai ki main ab bhi sapna dekh araha hun”“Nahi mere shahjaade ye khwaab nahi haquikat hai. Khwaab to mere liye hain”“Wo kyon ?”“Mera man dar raha hai kahin tum mujhe bhool to nahi jaaoge. Anaarkali ki kismat me to deewaar me chunna hi likha hota hai ?”“Nahi meri Annarkali me tumse pyaar karata hun tumhe kaise dhoka de sakta hun” Maine kah to diya par baad me socha agar usne poochh liya kya Madhu ke saath ye dhoka nahi hai to mere paas koi jawaab nahi hoga. Maine usse kaha“Anaarkali main shaadi suda hun apani bivi ko to nahi chhod sakata par tumhen bhi utana hi pyaar karata rahunga jitna Madhu se karata hun”“Mujhe yakeen hai mere shahjaade” Anu jis tareeke se bol rahi thi main soch raha tha kahin Anaarkali sachmuch ‘Mughal-e-aazam’ to nahi dekh kar aai hai. Ab deri karna kahaan ki samajhdaari thee. Maine poora naatak karate hue paas padi ek chhoti si dibiya uthai aur usme se ek nekless (sone ka) nikaala aur Anaarkali ke gale me daal diya. (Is mast kayamat ke liye 5-10 hazaar rupaye ki kya parwaah thi mujhe) Anaarkali to use dekhkar jhoom hi uthi aur pehali baar usne apne honth mere honthon par rakh kar choom liye. Maine uske kapade utaar diye aur apna bhi kurta paajama utaar diya. Usne light band karne ko kaha to maine mana kar diya. Hamaare pyaar ka bhi to koi gawaah hona chaahiye. Wo badi muskil se maani.Main sirf chaddi me tha. Anaarkali bra aur penti me. Ye wohi bra aur penti thi jo maine use 10-15 din pahale laakar di thee. Wo poori taiyyari karke aai thee. Main to uska badan dekhata hi rah gaya. Maine use baahon me bhar liya aur bra ke hooks khol diye….Ek dam mast kabutar chhalak kar baahar aa gaye. Gore gore chhote naram nazuk mulaayam. Aerola koi 1.5 ya 2 inch ka. Gehare gulaabi rang ke nippls matar ke daane jitane. Maine unko munh me lekar chusana shuru kar diya. Wo jor jor se sitkar karne lagi. Main ek haath se ek anaar daba raha tha aur ek haath uske nitambon par kabhi peeth par ghuma raha tha. Uske haath mere sir par aur peeth par ghoom rahe the. Koi 10 minurt tak maine uske boobs ko choosa hoga. Ab maine uski penti utaar di. Usne sharm ke maare apne haath choot par rakh liye. Maine kaha meri raani haath hataao to wo boli “Mujhe sharm aati hai”Maine kaha “agar sharm aati hai to apne haath apni aankhon par rakho is pyaari cheej par nahi. Ab is par tumhaara koi haq nahi rah gaya hai. Ab ye meri ho gai hai”“Haan mere shahjaade ab to main saari ki saari tumhari hi hun.”Maine jhat se uske haath pare kar diye. Wow kya kamayat chhupa rakhi thi usne :Paao roti ki tarah fooli hui laal surkh choot mere saamne thee. Bilkul gori chitti. Jhanton ka naam nishan hi nahi jaise aaj hi usne apne jhaant kate hon. Choot ki faanke santare ki faanko jitani moti aur ras bhari. Andar ke honth patale halake gulaabi aur kofee (Coffee) rang ke aapas me jude hue. Choot ka cheera koi 4 inch ka gehari patali khaai jaise. Choot ka teent (daana) matar ke daane jitana bada surkh laal bilkul anaar daane jaisa. Gori jaanghen sangmarmar ki tarah chikani. Daayi jaangh par ek til. Choot ki pyaari padosan (gaand) ka darshan abhi nahi hua tha tha kyon ki Anaarkali abhi leti thi aur uske pair bheenche hue the.Maine uske pairon ko thoda failaaya to gaand ka chhed bhi nazar aa gaya. Chhed bahut bada to nahi par itna chhota bhi nahi tha. Halaka bhure rang ka. Bilkul shikuda hua chiknaa chatt. Us chhed ki chiknaahat dekh kar mujhe hairaani hui ki ye chhed itna chikana kyon hai. Baad me mujhe Anaarkali ne bataaya tha ki wo poori taiyyari karke aai thee. Usne apne jhaant aaj hi saaf kiye the. Choot aur gaand dono par meri di hui khusboo waali creem bhi lagaayi thi.Main apne aap ko rok nahi paya aur apne jalate honth uski gulaabi choot ki faankon par rakh diye. Wo jor jor se sitkar karane lagi. Uski kunwaari choot ki mahak se mera tan man sab sarabor ho gaya. Ek chumma lene ke baad maine jheeb se uski andar wali faanke kholi aur apni jeebh uske andar daal di. Usne apni dono jaanghen upar mod kar mere gale me kainchi ki tarah daal di aur mere sir ke baal pakad liye. Main mast hua uski choot choose chaate ja raha tha. Koi 10 minut tak maine uski choot chaati hogi. Wo mast hui sitkar kiye jaa rahi thi aur badbada rahi thi “Mere Shahjaade mere saleem mere saahabji…..”Ab uske jhadne ka waqt nagdeek aa rha tha wo jor jor se chilla rahi thi aur jor se chooso aur jor se chooso maza aa raha hai. Mera lund chaddi me apna sir dhun raha tha. Maine ek haath se uske ek santare ko kas kar pakad liya aur use masalne laga aur dusare haath ki tarjani anguli se uski naram chikani gaand ka chhed tatolne laga. Jab chhed mil gaya to maine teen kaam ek saath kiye. Pehala uski ek chunchi ko mashalna dusara choot ko poora munh me lekar jor se choonsna aur teesara apni ek anguli uski gaand ke ched me daal di. Uska shareer pahale se hi akadata jaa raha tha uski jaanghen mere gale ke gird jor se liptee thi usne ek jor ki kilkaari maari aur uake saath hi wo jhad gai. Uski choot se koi 2 chammach shahad jaisa khatta meetha namkeen naariyal paani jaase swaad wala kaamras nikala jisse mera munh bhar gaya. Main use poora pee gaya. Fir wo shaant pad gai. Aurat ko skhalit karwaane ka yah sabse badhiya tarika hai samjho ‘Raam baan’ hai. Madhu ko jhadne me kai baar jab der lagati hai to main yahi nuskha apnaata hun.Maine apni chaddi nikaal fenki. Mera sher dahaaden maarne laga tha. Aaj to uska jalaal dekhne laayak tha. 7” ka mota gehunaa rang 120 digree me mustaid jang ladane waale sipaahi ki tarah. Maine Anaarkali se use pyaar karne ko kaha to wo boli “nahi aaj nahi choos sakti” Maine jab iska kaaran poochha to wo boli “aaj mera Shukrawaar ka vrat hai nahi to main aapko niraas nahi karti. Main jaanti hun is amrit ko peene se Aankhon ki jyoti aur pati ki umar badhati hai par kya karoo ye kuch khatta sa hota hai na aur sukarwaar ke vrat me khatta nahi khaaya piyaa jaata” Maine kaha main paani munh me nahi nikalunga bas ek baar tum ise munh me lekar choos lo to wo maan gai aur apne ghutno ke bal baithkar mera lund choosne lagi. Pehale usne use chooma fir jeebh firaai aur baad me apne munh me lekar choosne lagi. Mere lund ne 2-3 tupke pre cum ke chhod hi diye par lund choosne ki lajjat me use kuch pata nahi chala. Wo kabhi lund ko poora munh me leti aur kabhi baahar nikaal kar andon ko chumati. Fir gapp se poora lund andar le leti. Kabhi haath se use muthiyaati kabhi jeebh se chaatati. Jab mujhe lagne laga ki ab maamla gadbad ho sakata hai maine apna lund uske munh se baahar nikaal liya. Ab to bus Bharatpur kya poora UP aur Bihaar (choot aur gaand) hi lutne ko taiyaar tha. Maine use seedha leta diya. Apni tarjani anguli par thook lagaaya aur uski pahale se hi geeli choot me gacch se daal di. To wo chihuki “Uiiii… maaa….”Ab der karana kahan ki samajhdaari thi maine jhat se apna lund uski choot ke muhaane par rakha aur ek jor ka dhakka lagaya. Adhha lund gapp se uski rasheelee choot me chala gaya. Ek do jhatako ke saath hi mera poora ka poora 7” ka lund uski choot me fit ho gaya. Wo thora sa chihunki par baad me sitkaar ke saath aa… uiiiiii…. aaan…. Karne lagi. Mujhe shak hua kahin uski choot pahale se chudi to nahi hai ? Maine use pooch hi liya “Kyon meri Anaarkali jyaada dard to nahi hua ?”Wo muskaraate hue boli “Main jaanti hun aap kya poochhana chahate hai ?”“kk.. Kyaa ?”“Ki meri seel tootne par khoon kyon nahi nikaala aur pehali baar lund lene par bhi main chinkhee chillaai kyon nahi ?”“Hun… haan”Wo hansane lagi aur boli “Meri choot aur gaand dono hi unchudi aur kunwaari hai aur aaj pahala lund aapka hi uske andar gaya hai. Par meri choot ki seel pahale se hi tooti hai ?”“kya matalab wo kab… ye kaise hua ?” Sunkar mujhe badi hairaani hui.“Darashal koi 9-10 mahine pehale ek din baapu ne amma ko bahut buri tarah choda thaa. Us raat main aur chhote bahi bahan ek kone me dubke pade the. Hamaare ghar me ek hi kamara hai na. Baapu bata rahe the ki unhone koi 11 number ki goli khaai hai. (wo viyaagra ki baat kar rahi thi). Unka gadhe jaisa lund koi 8-9 inch ka to jaroor hoga. Amma ki do teen baar jamkar chudaai ki aur ek baar gaand maar kar use adhmari karke hi unhone chhoda tha. Ye jo naya calendar aaya hai shaayad usi raat ka kamaal hai. Main jaag rahi thi. Maine pehali baar apni choot me anguli daal kar dekhi thi. Mujhe bahut maza aaya. Jab main bahut uttejit ho gai to main paani peene ke bahane baahar aai aur rasoi me jaakar wahaan rakhi ek moti taazi mooli padi dekhi jo baapu ke lund ki size ki lag rahi thai. Maine use thoda sa aage se toda aur sarson ka tel lagaakar ek hi jhatke me apni kunwaari choot me daal diya. Meri dard ke maare cheek nikal gai aur choot khoon se bhar gai. Mujhe bahut dard hua. Main samajh gai meri seel toot gai hai.” Usne ek hi saans me sab kuch bata diya tha. Fir thodi der baad boli “Aare ruk kyon gaye dhakke kyon band kar diye.”Maine danaadan 4-5 dhakke kas kar laga diye. Ab to mera lund dugane utsaah se use chod raha tha. Kya makkhan malaai choot thi. Bilkul Madhu ki tarah. Seel tootne ke baad bhi ek dum jhakaas kasi hui. Uski chudaai karate mujhe koi 20 minut to ho hi gaye the. Uski choot is dauraan 2 baar jhad gai thi aur ab mera sher bhi kinaare par aa gaya tha. Maine use bataaya ki main jhadne waala hun to wo boli andar hi nikaal do. Maine usse kaha ki agar koi gadbad ho gai to kya hoga to wo boli “Mere shahjaade main to kab se is amrit ki pyaasi hun agar baccha thahar gaya to bhi koi baat nahi 15 dino baad gauna hone wala hai. Tumhaare pyaar ki nishaani maan kar apne paas rakh lungi kisi ko kya pata chalega”Aur fir maine 8-10 karaare jhatake lagaa diye. Maine use kas kar apani baahon me jakad liya aur usne bhi mujhe itani jaor se bheencha ki uske haathon ki saaari chudiyaan kor se chatak gai. Aur uske saath hi mere lund ne pichkaariyaan chhodani shuroo kar di. Jaise hi meri pahali pichkaari nikali drawing room me lagi deewaal ghadi ne bhi tann tann 12 ghante baja diye aur mere lund se bhi dusari teesari chauthi……… pichkarian nikalati chali gai. Anaar ab meri yaani Prem ki Anaarkali ban chuki thi. Ham log koi 10 minut isi tarah paade rahe. Fir Anaarkali boli “mere shahjaade aapne mujhe apni Anaarkali to bana diya par meri maang to bharee hi nahi ?”Maine apna angutha uski choot me ghusa kar apne veerya aur chootras me dubo kar uski maang bhar di aur uske honthon par ek chumman le liya. Usne bhi neeche jhukkar mere paaon chhu liye aur mere gale se lipat gai. Fir hum uthakar baathroom me gaye aur safaai kari. Safaai karte samay maine dekha tha uski choot fool si gai thi aur baahar ke honth bhi sooj kar mote ho gaye the. Yaane ummeed se dugane.Usne mere lund par ek chumma liya aur maine bhi uski choot par ek chumma lekar uska dhanyawaad kiya. Wo ek baar fir mera lund lekar choosne lagi. 5 minut choosne ke baad mera lund fir khada ho gaya. Maine usse kaha “Daarling ab main tumhe ghodi banaakar chodana chaahata hun.” To wo boli “ab ghodi banaao ya kutia kya fark padata hai par paani andar mat chhodna”Maine hairaani se poochha “Kyon ek baar to andar le hi chuki ho” to wo boli “ye andar ki baat hai tum nahi samjhoge” Mujhe badi hairaani hui. Maine use ghodi banaakar jaladi se lund andar daala aur 15-20 dhakke laga diye. Uske gol gol sinduree aamo jaise uroj ke beech fansa sone ka locket aise lag raha tha jaise ghadi ka pendulam. Anaarkali to mast hui aah… uhh… uiiiii… karti jaa rahi thi. Mian jor jor se dhakke laga raha tha. Uski gaand aise khul aur band ho rahi thi jaise koi seeti baja raha ho maine apni ek anguli par thook lagaaya aur uski gaand me pel di. Anaarkali ek jhatake se alag ho gai aur boli bas ab khel khatam. Aur wo khadi ho gai. Usne ek baar mere lund ko fir dhoya aur choom liya. Ab maine use god me uthaaya aur fir bed par laakar sula diya. Main bed par siraahne ki or baith gaya aur Anaarkali meri god me sir rakh kar let gai. Maine poocha “meri jaan kaisi lagi pahali chudaai”“Jaisa Madhu didi ne bataaya tha bilkul vaisi hi rahi”Ab chonkne ki baari meri thi. “Kya kah rahi ho Madhu ko kaisi pata kya… Madhu… ??”“Are ghabraao nahi mere sainyya wo bechaari to sapne me bhi tumhaare baare me aisa nahi jaan sakati aur soch sakati” “To fir”“Darashal didi mere se kuch nahi chhipaati. Wo to mujhe apni chhoti bahan hi maanti hai aur jab se use mere gaune ke baare me pata laga hai usne mujhe chudaai ki saari training deni bhi shuru kar di hai.”“Kya kya bataaya usne” Maine poochha“Sab kuch. suhaagraat ke baare me, chudai ke aasno ke baare me, choot lund aur gaand ke baare me”“Aare kya usne saaf saaf inka naam liya”“Nahi wo to pata nahi koi Kam danda Raskoop aur prem dwaar prem milan pata nahi kya kya naam le rahi thi”“To fir tum kyon inka vaise hi naam nahi leti”“Are babu kya fark padata hai ? Chudaai ko prem milan kaho ya madhur milan. Chhuri kharbooje par pade ya kharbooja chhuri par matalab to kharbooje ko katana hi hai. Ab lund ko kaamdand bolo ya choot ko bur ya prem dwaar, chudana aur fatna to choot ko hi padega na ? Ye to padhe likhe logon ka dhakosala hai. Apni patni ya premika ko apne shabdjaal me fasa kar use khus karane ka bahana hai ki wo use pyaar kaarta hai matalab to chudaai se hi hai na. Apne nange pan ke upar parada daalane ka ek tarika hai. Kya kisi kadvi goli ke upar shahad ki chaasani laga dene se us dawai ka asar khatam ho jayega ?”Anaarkali ka Falsafa (darshanshaastra) sunkar main to hakka bakka rah gaya. Mera sex ka saara gyaan iske aage jaise fazool tha. Maine fir usse poocha “usne aur kya kya bataaya hai” to wo boli “bahut kuch … wo to meri guru hai.”Aisa nahi hai ki main chupchaap uski baate hi sun raha tha. Main uski peeth par haath fer raha tha aur wo mere lund se khel rahi thi. Wo ulati leti thi aur usane apane paao upar utha rakhe the aur apne nitambon par dheere dhree maar rahi thi. Jab bhi uski aidee nitambon ko chhooti to uske nitamb dab jaate aur jor se hilate. Maine jab uske gol gol nitambon ki or dekha to mera man uski naram naazuk gulaabi gaand maarne ko utaawala ho gaya. Yah khayaal aate hi mere lund ne ek thumka lagaaya aur fir se attention ho gaya. Anaar ne tad se ek chumma uspar le hi liya aur maine chut ki sunhari padosin ke chhed me apni ek anguli daal di. Anaar kali thodi si chunki “Uiiii ma….. kya kar rahe ho?”Maine uske honthon par ek chumma le liya. Main abhi use gaand marwaane ke liye kahane ki soch hi raha tha ki wo bol padi“Didi sach kahati thi”“Kya ?”“Ki sab mard ek jaise hote hai”“Kya matalab ?”“Wo aapake baare me bhi ek baat kahati thi”“Wo kya ?”“Ki tum choot bhale hi maaro ya na maaro par gaand ke bahut saukeen ho. Main jaanti hun tum gaand maare bina nahi maanoge. Par mere sahjaade main uski bhi poori taiyaari karke aai hun”Main to hakka bakka bas use dekhta hi rah gaya. Madhu bechaari ko kya pata ki usne kitani badi galati ki hai Anaarkali ko sab kuch samjhaakar. Par chalo mere liye to bahut hi achhi baat hai. Madhu daarling isi liye to tum ko main itana pyaar karata hun. Guruji theek kahate hai Geeta me bhagwaan Krishna ne kaha hai “He Arajun is gyaan ko kewal patra vyakto ko hi dena chaahiye” Anaaarkali se jyaada achha patra bhala kaun ho sakata tha. Ab saari baate meri samajh me aa gai ki ye dono andar kya ghusar fusar karati rahati hai.“To kya tum taiyaar ho ?”“Neki aur pooch pooch par ek dhyaan rakhana meri gaand me ab tak didi ki anguli ke siva koi doosari cheej nahi gai hai ek dum kori aur unchhui hai. Pyaar se karnaa aur dhakke jor se nahi samjhe mere S.S.S. (triple S)”“Ye S.S.S. kya hota hai”“Saudaai Shahjaada Saleem”Meri hansi nikal gai. Saudaai pagal premi ko kahate hai. Fir maine usse poochha “Par tum to kah rahi thi ki tumne iski bhi taiyaari kar rakhi hai fir dar kaisa. Pleej bataao na kya kya taiyaari ki hai ?”“Didi bata rahi thi ki gaand raani ki mahima bahut badi hai. Choot to do chaar baar chudne se dheeli ho jaati hai par gaand maraji aaye jitani maaro lo utani hi tight rahati hai. Haan lagaataar maarate rahne se uske chaaro or kaala ghera jaroor ban jaata hai. Gaand marwaane se nitamb bhi bhaari aur sundar banate hai. Gaand maarne aur marwaane ka apana hi sukh aur aanand hai. Pahale pahale sabhi aurton ko dar lagata hai par ek baar gaand marwaane ka chaska lag jaaye to fir roj gaand marwaane ko kahati hai. Gaand marwaane se pati aur premi ka pyaar badhata hai.”“Par Madhu to mujhe se gaand marwaane me bahut nakhare karati hai”“Are babu wo to bas thumhe apane upar lattu karane ka naatak hai agar ek baar maangne se hi gaand mil jaaye to wo maza nahi aata. Jis cheej ko jitana mana karo utana hi jyaada karne ko man karata hai”“Oh….” Saali Madhu ki bacchi mere saath itana naatak. Fir maine kaha “aur wo taiyaari waali baat”“Jo ladaki ya aurat pahali baar gaand marwaane jaa rahi unke liye ek totaka didi ne bataaya tha.”“Hun… kya ?”“Ladaki ko ukadoo baith jaana chaahiye aur boroline ya koi aur creem ki matar ke daane jitani matraa apni anguli par lagaa kar dheere se gaand ke chhed par lagaao aur fir uthakar khadi ho jaao. Ab fir neeche usi tarah baith kar apni gaand ko chhote sheeshe me dekho jitani door wo creem fail gai hai agar lund ki motaai utani hi hai ya kam to darane ki koi baat nahi hai utana mota lund gaand raani aasani se jhel legi. Haan ek baat aur jis din gaand marwaani ho us din din me 2-3 baar koi creem, vasalin ya tel jaroor apni mahaaraani ke andar laga lena chaahiye.”“Are meri pyaari Anaarkali tu to sachmuch meri bhi guru ban gai hai main to aise hi apane aap ko Prem (Love/Sex) guru samajhata raha hun.”Ab swarg ke doosare dwaar ka udghaatan karne ka waqt aa gaya tha. Maine Annarkali ko ghutno ke bal doggy style me kar diya. Wo meri aur dekhkar muskarai aur fir mere honthon par ek chumma lekar boli “vaisleen lagana na bhulana”“Theek hai meri guruji” Anaarkali ki mast gulaabi gaand ka chhed ab theek mere saamane tha. Uska chhota sa gulaabi chhed khul aur sikud raha tha. Maine pyaar se uspar apni anguli firaai aur apni jeebh ki nok uspar tika kar upar se neeche ghumaai. Anaarkali ki kilkaari hawa me goong uthi. Mujhe laga uski choot ne paani chhod diya hai. Fir maine boroleen ki tube uthaai aur uska dhakkan khol kar uski tip Anaarkali ki gaand ke ched ke andar thodi si fasa kar aadhi tube ander khaali kar di. Anaarkali thoda saa kunmunaate hue boli “Oh… kya kar rahe ho gudgudi hoti hai”“Bas ho gaya meri jaan” ab maine apne lund par bhi creem lagaayi aur apne lund ka supada uski gaand ke khulate band hote chhed par tika diya. Anaarkali shayaad Hanumaan chaalisa padhne lagi. Maine dhree se ek dhakka lagaya. Lund andar jaane ke bajaay fisal gaya. Ek do dhakke aur lagaaye par lund kabhi upar fisal jata kabhi neeche choot me ghus jaata par gaand ke andar nahi gaya. Main ab tak 10-12 ladkion aur aurton ki gaand maar chuka hun par pehale kabhi aisa nahi hua. Chalo pehale dhakke me to lund kai baar gaand ke andar nahi jaata par aisaa kya jaado hai Anaarkali ki gaand me ki wo lund ko andar nahi jaane de rahi. Maana ki uski gaand ki mori bahut tight thi, kori aur unchudi thi par aisa kya tha ki mera lund poora khada hone ke baad bhi andar nahi jaa raha tha. Anaarkali meri haalat par hanse jaa rahi thi. Fir wo boli “Kya hua mere shehjaade Prem ?” “Wo… wo…” Main to kuchh bolane ki haalat me hi nahi tha. Maine ek dhakka aur lagaaya par wohi dhaak ke teen paat. Fir Anaarkali boli chalo ab ek try aur karo. Is baar jaise hi maine uske chhed par apna lund tika kar jor ka dhakka mara to kamaal hi ho gaya mera lund 5 inch tak uski gaand me gacch se ghus gaya. Anaarkali ki dard ke maare bhayankar cheenkh nikal gai “Uiii… maaaaa…. mar… gaiiiii………..” aur wo cheenkte hue jhatake ke saath pet ke bak gir padi aur me uske upar. Jaise hi me upar gira mera baaki ka lund bhi andar ghus gaya. Girate hue uska munh takiye ke upar lag gaya jis se uski cheenkh dab gai nahi to uski cheenkh baahar tak chali jaati. Dard ke maare usaki aankhon se aansu nikal rahe the. Main chupchaap uske upar pada raha. Koi 4-5 minut ke baad wo boli “Koi aise bhi gaand maari jaati hai. Maine aapko bataya tha meri gaand abhi kori hai pyaar se karna par aap to apne maze ke liye aurat ko maar hi daalate ho”“Oh mujhe maaf kar do meri raani galati ho gai. Sorry pleej” Maine uske gaalon ko chumte hue kaha. Ab tak wo kuch normal ho gai thi. “Ab daal hi diya hai to chalo apna kaanta nikaal hi lo. Loot lo is swarg ke doosare darwaaje ka maza bhi” Anaarkali boli. Maine dheere dheere dhakke lagaane chaalu kar diye par sambhal kar.“Anaar ek baat samajh nahi aai”“Wo kya ?”“Pehale gaand ke andar kyon nahi jaa raha tha. Jab tumne kaha tab kaise andar chala gaya”“Asal me meri jyaada samajhdaari dikhaai aur tumhen thoda tadfaane ke liye maine apni gaand ko andar bheench liya tha. Tel aur chikanaai lgi hone ke kaaran lund idhar udhar fisal raha tha. Jab maine tumhe dhakka lagaane ko kaha us waqt maine apni mori dheeli chhod kar baahar ki aur jor lagaaya tha. Mujhe kya pata tha ki tum to nire anaadi hi nikloge jaise kabhi gaand maari hi nahi ho aur gaand raani ki mahima jaante hi nahi ho”“Oh.. maaf kar do guruji ab galati nahi hogi. Tumse gaand maarana seekh lunga. Vaise ek baat bataao tumhe ye gyaan bhi Madhu ne hi diya tha kya ?”“Nahi ye gyaan to jab main aur didi pichhale Sunday Aashram gaye the wahaan guru maataaji ne diya tha.”Ab mere samajh me sab kuch aa gaya ki adhkachare gyaan ka kitana bada nuksaan hota hai. Isi liye guruji kahate hai gyaan patra (layak) ko hi dena chaahiye”Anaarkali ab fir doggy style me aa gai thi. Main dhakke par dhakka mar raha tha. Uski gaand ekdum rawaan ho gai thi. Lund poora andar bahar ho raha tha. Anaarkali ko bhi ab maja aane laga tha. Jab mera lund baahar aata to wo use andar ki or khenchti aur jab main andar ghusata to wo baahar ki or jor lagati. Wo bhi “aahh… uuhhh uiiii… wah mere raajaaaa… mere shehjaade aur jor se … ahhh…. Uiiii maa….” karati jaa rahi thi aur mere aanand ka to paraawaar hi nahi tha. Maine Madhu ke alaawa kai ladakion aur aurton ki gaand maari hai par sabse khoobsurat aur tight gaand to Anaarkali ki thi Nisha (Madhu ki kajin) aur sudha se bhi jyaada.Gaand ka maza lete hame koi 20 minut ho hi gaye the. Ab to gaand bhi choot ki tarah ek dam rawaan ho chuki thi. Usme se bhi halaki halaki fuch ki aawaaj aane lagi thi. Gaand ka chhalla to aise lag raha tha jaise koi haseena aankh maar rahi ho. Chhalle ka rang bhi bhure se gulaabi aur laal ho gaya tha. Gaand maarane ke saath saath main uski choot me bhi beech main anguli karata raha aur uske santare bhi bheenchta raha jisse wo do baar jhad chuki thi. Ab mera bhi nikalane waala tha. Anaarkali ki kamar ko dono haathon se pakad kar maine final shot lagaane chaalu kar diye. Maine Anaarkali se kaha “Hindustaan aazad hone waala hai meri jaan” to wo boli “koi baat nai main bhi kinaare par hi hun” aur ek meethi sitkar ke saath mere lund ne pichkaariaan chhodani shuru kar di. Anaarkali ki gaand mere veerya se labalab bhar gai aur mera tan man aatma sab aanand se saraabor ho gaye.Hum dono ne ek baar fir baathroom me jaakar safaai ki aur nange hi bed par let gaye. Anaarkali meri god me sir rakhe mere lund ki or munh kiye leti thi. Usne mere lund se fir khelana shuroo kar diya. Main uske gaal aur santaron ko sahalaa raha tha. Maine poochha “Anaarkali ek baat bataao- tum mujhse chudwaane ke liye itani jaladi kaise taiyyar ho gai”“Jaladi kahaan mujhe poore do mahine lage hai tumhaare jaise shahjaade ko taiyyaar karane me ?”“Kya matalab ?” ab mere chaunkne ki baari thi “Aare mere bhole raaja main to pehale tumhe DP aur DD hi samajhati thi” wo hanste hue boli“DP DD… ye kya bala hai” Maine hanste hue poochha“DP matlab Dhillu Prasaad (Lallu) aur DD maane apni patani ka Dev Daas” wo hanste hue boli. “Akhbaar god me rakhana to aapne baad me seekha tha” usne meri or aankh maar di.Main samajh gaya Madhu ne mere patani bhakt hone ke baare me bataaya hoga ki main to duniya ki sabse sundar Apsara Madhu ke alaawa kisi ki or dekhta hi nahi. Meri jindagi me uske aalawa aur koi ladaki aai hi nahi. Bechaari Madhu ?“Par meri baat ka jawaab to diya hi nahi”“wo darashal didi ne mera haath dekh kar bataaya tha ki mujhe do patiyon ka yog hai yaani mujhe do patiyon ka pyaar milega. Ye dekho……” aur usne apna baaye haath ki muthhi band karake chhoti anguli ke upar bani do line dikhaayi. “Maine apni choot aur gaand bahut sambhaal kar rakhi hai ekdum kori aur unchhui. Main to chaahati thi ki apna sab kuchh suhaagraat ko apne pati ko hi samarpit karoo par didi ne jab bataaya ki mujhe do pati milenge to maine tai kar liya ki mere kisi bhi pati ke saath koi anhoni na ho. Isi liye maine aapko apna dusara pati aur apna pahala shahjaada maan liya aur chudne ko taiyyaar ho gai. Aur jahaan tak gaand marwaane ka sawaal hai pata nahi aapne dekha ya nahi meri daahini jaangh par til hai jaisa Madhu didi aur Ashwaria Rai ke bhi hai. Maine ek film me dhyaan se dekha tha jisme usne bikani pahani thi. Aisi aurton ko gaand marwaane ka yog bhi hota hai.”“Chalo Madhu aur tumhaara to theek hai par Ashwaria Rai ke baare me tum yakeen se kaise kah sakati ho. Wo saala Abhishek to ekdum lallu hai. Wo kya gaand maarega ?”“Tum kya sochate ho Salmaan khaan ne bina uski gaand maare chhod diya hoga ?” wo khilkhila kar hans padiMain hairaan hua use dekhta hi rah gaya. Mujhe laga jaise wo 17-18 saal ki ek adana si naukaraani nahi 5 kg. RDX mere saamne pada hai. Pata nahi Madhu ne ise chudaai ki poori Phd. (Dokatrate) hi karwaa di hai. Wo mera lund choose jaa rahi thi jo ab fir fufkaare maarne laga tha.“Ek baat aur bataaun ?”“Nahi meri amma… aur kuchh nahi” maine kaha pata nahi ye kya bomb fod de“Abhi to mujhe Prem ki Anaarkali kah rahe the ab amma kaise ho gai ?”“Achhaa meri Anaarkali, meri shahjaadi, meri raani, meri praari, meri prem guru…” aur maine ek chumma uske gaalon aur hontho par le liya. Main apne aap ko bada shikaari samajh raha tha par ab lagata tha ki main to shikaar hun aur Anaarkali ek kushal shikaari hai. Meri haalat to aisi ho rahi thi jaise makadi khud apne jaal me fans gai ho. “Par baat to sunani hi hogi” usne kaha“Achha chalo bataao” maine uske gaalon aur urojon se apne haath firaane laga aur apni aankhen band kar li. Anaarkali ke choosne ke karan mera lund fir se patthar ki tarah shakth ho gaya tha.“Wo…. wo… kai baar khade lund ko dhokha bhi ho jaata hai”“Khade lund ka dhokha…. wo kya hota hai ????”“Aare mere S.S.S. Jab lund lohe ki rod ki tarah khada ho aur ek haseen choot aur gaand uske saamne nangi leti ho aur uski chudaai na ki jaaye to bechaare lund ke saath to dhokha hi hoga na wo fir khudkusi hi karega na ???” usne aankh maarte hue kaha aur jor se hans padi. Main pehale to kuchh samajha nahi fir maine use jor se apani baahon me bheench liya aur uske hoonth itane jor se kaate ki uska khoon hi nikal aaya. Usne mera Lund apni choot me is tarah band kar liya jaise Saleem ki Anaarkali ki tarah use deewaar me chun diya gaya ho.
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I am Rinku from DIU, India. I am 20 years and I am doing computers. I think this brief introduction about me is more than enough. So after reading all your experiences I decided to write my own. Actually your experiences have encouraged me to take the daring step.So sit back on your seats and enjoy. Actually I have a very strong sexual desire to fuck my aunt, She is really a hell of a women but I never got a chance to screw her. She never understood my intensions. Anyways I am going to tell you about my first ever sexual experience with my servant. We have a servant who works in our house she is around 17 years but you won’t believe she is just 18 ‘cos she has a very sexy figure. She is around 5feet5inch tall and has a sexy figure of 34-26-34. Recently I had started masturbating thinking about her. I really wanted to give her a nice fuck but I was afraid she would complain it to my parents. Actually her timing was in the morning (i.e.) She used to come at 8 am ‘cos my mom and dad both are working and myself and my brother go to our educational institutes and no one would be there at home after 9 am.One day I got my chance I had finished my semester exams and I was having my holidays and I was at home. My servant (Rani) did not come that day. Actually she had gone to her relatives house and she came late at around 11am.I was alone at home then suddenly I got an idea that this was my time or else never. It was a very rare chance to be with her alone in the house. So as soon as she came she took the broom and started to sweep. I had a plan in my mind and so I immediately went to my room close the door removed my shots and my undies took out my dick and started to play with it. I knew she would come to my room to sweep.As expected she came in and was surprised to see me. I was in my bed with my dick in my hands. She apologized for entering with out permission and went away. I immediately covered my dick and called her back. She came in and I could see that her eyes could not meet my eyes. I asked her in a loud voice how she came in and she really got frightened. Then I slowly asked her what she had seen se said “kuch nahin dekha maine”Then I told her what ever she had seen she is not going to tell it to any body and she agreed to it not knowing that it was my plan to trap her. Then I called her near and asked her weather she had ever seen a dick and she said no I could see that she was a little bit confused not knowing what my intensions were. Then I removed the sheet with which I was covering my dick and oh my god seeing my 7.5 inch dick she almost fainted. She immediately turned her face and said “yeh kya kar rahain hai app”.Then I said “tumne kaha ki tum kabhi kisiki lund nahin dekha ise liye dikarahahoon tum isse jeebarke dekhsakte ho.”Then I told her that at this age all these things were normal and every boy and girl have the pleasure of enjoying sex. I almost drilled the theoretical knowledge of sex in her mind and only the practical were left for her to pass the test. I could see that she was aroused by my sex lessons. So by now I was successful in my first phase of my plan. I asked her whether she ever saw a blue film or anybody enjoying six’s told me that once she saw her brother fucking her bhabhi her bhabhi was shouting but she did not new that her bhabi was on a trip to heaven. Then she asked me “yeh blue film kya hota hai” I asked “tum blue film dekhna chahate ho” she readily agreed and I switched on my computer and played a Blue film CD. This was the first time she was watching a BF and she was really enjoying it.Now my dick was as hard as it could be, I took her hand and kept it on my dick and said to her “aaj hum aur tum sex ka maza lenge” she was waiting for my call as soon as I said it she started playing with my dick and oh God uuuuuuuhhh hhhhhhhhhh I was on the top of the world. I started pressing her boobs and she was giving soft morns. I switched off the computer and took her to the bed and then undressed her oh God she had a really sexy body. Now both of us were completely naked I asked her to suck my dick and believe me even though this was her maiden venture she gave me a good blowjob aaaaaaaaahh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhh she was drilling my lund in her mouth and I was really in hevennuuuuuuuuu uuuhhhhhhh hhhhhh I just cannot forget that moment. Within a few minutes I came in her mouth and she drank every bit of my cum.Now I started pressing her boobs and sucking her nipples and saying ” rani mujhe teri boobs ki dhoodh peene de” uuuuuuuu hhhhhhhhhhaaaa aaaahhh ouuuuuoooooooooo uuuuuuuuuuu uuhuuhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhh hhhhhyeeeee eesssss she too was seeing the heaven I really sucked hard and she really enjoyed it. Now I went down and licked her pussy uuuuuu uuuuuuuuuhhhh hhhhhhhhh she was really wet and smelling sweet.liiiiiii iiiiccccccccc ccccccliiiiiiii iiiiccccccccccc uuuuuuuuuu uhhhhhhhhhh ooooohhhhhhhhh she was really enjoying this game I licked licked and licked for almost 15 - 20 minutes and she really enjoyed it and her juices started to flow.Now I wanted to enter her, mind u guys this is the first time both of us were having sex, so I inserted my finger and made way then I took my lund and inserted it in her pussy aaahhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhh she gave a very loud shout it was really paining for both of us but still we wanted to have the fun. First I gave slow jerks uuuuuuuu uuuuuhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaahh hhhyyyyyyyaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa yeeessss ssssssssss sssssssss.Now I started to increase my speed and oh God uuuuuuuuuuhhh hhhhhhhhh I just cant imagine yar we were really enjoying a lot ooooooooo hhhhhhhhhh yyaaaaaaaa aaaaaaa yyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeesssssssssss. After some time when I was about to cum I took out my Lund and my malai fell on her belly, which she rubbed it on her body. We really had a good trip. Then we took bath together and I again fucked her in the bathroom this time in her ass in the doggie style. After almost two hours of trip to Heaven she left. Still she comes when no one is at home and we enjoy together
Hi an story16 reader, my name is Ajay. I am 21 years old person. I stay in Delhi. I want to share my experience, which has happened with our maidservant, about one month back, which is 100% true. Believe me friends, I am not cooking up some story and posting it. Our maid’s name is Dulaari. She is some 30 years old lady and she is little dark. The key thing to be noticed in her is her boobs. She has very fat boobs. She always wears her saree below her navel, so her navel can be seen clearly whenever she bents for sweeping the floor or for wiping the floor. By seeing her back, one can easily notice that she never wears a bra because she always wears see through blouses. Through my mother, I found that she was married two times and now she is living alone with her daughter. She has ditched both her husbands because of some family fights. Her face looks very sexy; if you see her, you cannot stop thinking about her. One fine day, I got the chance of fucking her (Dulaari). On that day, I was alone in my house when Dulaari came to my house for working. My family members went out for attending some function. On that day, Dulaari came to my house wearing purple colour saree, purple colour blouse and red colour petticoat. On that day, I was wearing white T-shirt and green shorts and no underwear. Dulaari, as usual started wiping the floor with a piece of wet cloth. While wiping, Dulaari lifts her saree until her hips so that it does not get wet. However, her petticoat will always be down (covering her legs) which prevents me from watching her sexy legs. On that memorable day, while Dulaari is wiping the floor with a piece of wet cloth, one of her friend who is a lady of 25 years old came to my house to talk to her.Therefore, Dulaari went to the garden to talk to her (friend). Our garden is very close to my room. Therefore, I was watching Dulaari through the window from my room pretending as if I am doing some computer work. From the window, I saw Dulaari talking to her friend and scratching her pubic region (vagina) now and then in front of her friend. By seeing this, I became hot and my body, mind was out of control. She finished talking to her friend, came inside the house, and again started wiping the floor again. I came out of my room and started reading newspaper in the living room. Dulaari asked me to help her a bit because she is working since morning and she has become tired. She asked me to get a glass of water, as she is thirsty. Therefore, I went and brought a glass of water. While handling the glass to her, it slipped from my hand accidentally and the water fell on her saree and petticoat as she took the glass from me by sitting (squatting) on her legs. She said that she cannot go like that as everyone will think negatively (she pissed in her clothes). I told her not to worry because I have a solution for this. I gave her the bed sheet which I am using it on my bed and told her to go to my room, remove her saree and petticoat and wrap this bed sheet around her body. I asked her to give her wet saree and petticoat to me so that I can iron that wet clothes (saree and petticoat). She first told its o.k. Then I convinced her by saying come on, do not feel shy not only you, even I have the private parts in the body. Then at last, she agreed for my suggestion. She went inside my room and came out with only saree in her hand. I took that saree and started ironing it and in between, I stated passing some comments on like- you look beautiful, nice body etc. She understood that I am having lust on her. However, she is keeping quiet. I finished ironing her saree and it is almost dried. Now I asked her for other part (petticoat). She told its o.k. As it would be inside the saree. I told her though it stays inside the saree, the water will stick to saree and the saree will again become wet. She told o.k. In addition, turned her body (front part) to the other side (900) inserted her into the bed sheet near her waist to loosen the thread of her red petticoat. As a result, her petticoat became lose and dropped on to her legs she gave it to me for ironing. I saw the petticoat near waist and found so many hairs sticking to the petticoat. From this, I came to know that she has a hairy vagina. Without her notice, I smelled her petticoat in the area where she hides her vagina. Now I finished ironing her petticoat and it has become dry. Now I want to precede front but I controlled myself as it is risk thing and she could complain to my family members. Therefore, I started moving from there with a disappointed face. She caught my hand, started smiling, and told me to fulfil her whish. I was surprised. Before I could realize anything, she placed her hand on my chest and started moving it on my chest. Now I understood what it is. She told it is not a request, it is an order. I felt happy; I was on the top of the world. I lifted and took her to my room with bed sheet still wrapped on her body. She told me to start with French kiss because she likes the taste of French kiss very much. Therefore, I locked her lips with my lips and started kissing her. Our tongues were playing with each other. After 5 minutes, we broke the French kiss and we started kissing each other body parts for 10 minutes with the clothes on the body. After kissing each other for 10 minutes, I pulled the bed sheet down from her breasts and out came two big watermelons. I started sucking her boobs like a small baby. While I was sucking her boobs, she inserted her hand into my shorts from the bottom and started pulling my penis by catching its (penis) hair. She removed my shorts and she is shocked to see my huge and fat penis. It has become wet with precum. After I finished sucking her boobs, she told me that she wanted to suck my penis because she likes the taste of precum very much. She started sucking my penis as if she is sucking soft drink with a straw. After she finished sucking, I removed the bed sheet on her body and I was surprised to see her hairy pussy. Her pussy was covered with dense hairs. She told me that she used to have shaved pussy two years back because her hubby likes to shave her pussy. Now as she is staying alone, no one is there to shave her pussy. Therefore, she lost interest in keeping the pussy clean. I started combing her pussy with my hand. By looking at her pussy, one can easily judge that she was fucked quite a number of times recently. She told me to give a good massage to her pussy as it has become deprived of massages. I looked around and found coconut oil in the shelf. I took the oil and started massaging her pussy. She told me to rub hardly. I massaged her pussy for about 10 minutes. My cock was ready to enter her pussy. However, I was getting afraid of AIDS. She told she has some condoms with her and she kept them in the kitchen. I was surprised and asked her what they (condoms) are doing in the kitchen. She told that she brought them with her and she kept them in the kitchen to work in the house and after working, she would take them with her and she said “No more details about them”. I fixed those (condoms) on my penis without asking her any more details. I went forward and inserted my penis into her vagina. As she is very much experienced in these things (sex), my penis went inside her vagina easily without any difficulty. By seeing her vagina and its surroundings, One could easily understand that she has been fucked quite number of times. I started fucking her more intensively. After some time, I noticed some liquid coming out from her vagina. I thought she is cumming and I continued fucking her with full josh. As time passed, more liquid is coming out with more force and is pushing my penis out. I removed my penis out to see what it is. I saw her vagina and found that she is cumming. I looked at her and found that she is not in this world. She does not know what is happening here. She has attained orgasm. I again started fucking her cumming pussy. After finishing fucking her pussy, I asked her for doggy style. However, she refused. I convinced by saying-It will not be painful. If it is painful, I will stop it. At last, she agreed for doggy style. I started fucking her in doggy style while I am fucking her in doggy style, again some amount of cum started leaking from her vagina. After fucking her in doggy style for sometime, I was about to cum. I asked her where to discharge my cum. She told me to discharge in her hands and she kept her hands under the dip of my penis. Now I shot all my cum on her hands (palm) with full force. Now my lust is fulfilled. I have fucked my sexy maidservant. Now both of us were exhausted. Therefore, we decided to take some rest. Therefore, we decided to sleep for sometime with naked bodies. After getting up, we went inside the bathroom to take a bath, while taking a bath; we rubbed and washed each other’s body parts with soap and water. After bathing, we roamed inside the house with naked bodies and doing some kinky (naughty) things. It was 4’O clock in the evening. In addition, she told she has to go. From that day onwards, whenever, she comes inside my room for sweeping or wiping the floor, we do kinky (naughty) thing like lifting her saree and rubbing her vagina or squeezing her boobs or inserting my hand inside her petticoat and touching her vagina or giving her a nice French kiss etc. She enjoys all these things and even she likes doing kinky things with me like pinching my penis or sucking it or biting me on my chest with her lips or inserting her hand into my underwear or shorts to touch my penis etc. Once I asked her why she never wears a panty. For that question, she replied that she wanted some air to pass in that area. Therefore, she wanted to leave that area (vagina and its surroundings) freely. Guys and gals please post your comments and girls (only) can mail their personnel opinion to me if they want. I will be waiting. Forgive me for any mistakes in this story. Bye and hope you people will enjoy sex and real life
About me Ashis, 28, not so fair, Project lead in a software firm in Bangalore. This is my third true posting and I have 1 more to publish soon. I was staying with my friends in Bangalore for 2 year in an apartment but then I went to Norway for 6 months and when I came back everybody except me was in Hyderabad. I though of staying with some of my colleagues but then something urged me to take an independent house. I took a 1-bedroom house in Kormongla area. After some days I had to hire a maid as I was sometimes cooking at home and it was too difficult to wash the dishes and moreover with 14 hours in office and 1 hour on road I was failing to cleanup my house. Mine was a pigeon-box apartment; I went to next door aunty and asked her if she knows any maid. She was little apprehensive about sharing her maid as that will reduce the time the maid spends at her house. She told me that there was a girl who came to her about 2 days asking for work. She is studying somewhere and was looking for a baby sitter or maids work to support her studies. Aunty dint entertain her as she was asking for 1000 bucks a month. I told aunty that I can pay her 1000 if she wash the dishes and clothes and mop the house everyday. Aunty immediately went down and told something in Kannada to the security. The guy within an hour appeared with a girl who started talking in English and introduced herself as Kuku. She was fair, short and think with good assets. She asked me if I am staying alone and when I replied true, she dint agree to work at my place. But then I told her to come and work for 2 days so that I can know if she is taking good care of the house or not. If satisfied I will leave the keys with her and she can come and clean the house after 10 O clock after I leave for house. The security assured me that he knows her and I can leave the extra keys with her. The first day she came at 9 so that I can tell her what has to be done. For next day onwards I dint she her but house was extremely clean with things done in much better way than I expected. On Saturday when she came in, I was just out of bed around 12 and after a long weeks working I immediately went to fridge for a beer. But her presence refrained me from taking one. She noticed that and made 2 cups of tea. Then we started some small conversation. She enquired about my family, my work etc and then asked me why I kept her at 1000 bucks when I could have got the same work done at 600 bucks. I replied that since she is working to support her studies I helped her and moreover since she was working only for me, she will take of her work properly than doing it half hearted in hurry to work for other houses. She asked me my permission to use my desktop in afternoon hours. I had no problem expect that I asked her not to leave the lights and fan on all day long. We became more friends over time and she used to cook me my/our breakfast on weekends. Weekends I used to get up early to watch her working. I had become a fan of her protruding boobs over for thin body. My friends used to drop in on weekend morning to have breakfast and see a girl working. (Agree or not you rarely get such girl maids in Bangalore unless you are staying with your family). One day she came and told me that she will soon complete her graduation in biotechnology and for post-graduation she will start getting stipend. Her family wouldn’t want any more her to do any maid work. That was a good news. Around that time I was being asked my company to get my Visa ready for US for a business trip of 3 months. The next 3 days Kuku did not appear at all. I thought probably she is gone and cursed myself for not have done anything. During all these days Kuku was little pissed off with next door aunty and they had some small fight. When I asked next-door aunty she was like “I don’t know, you better ask the security”. I dint know Kannada hence couldn’t ask security either. The 4th day, it was a Saturday Kuku appeared and told me that she has a fever and she couldn’t come. After washing the dishes and moping the floor she made 2 cups of tea and told me that she can’t make the breakfast as she was not feeling well. I felt bad that I allowed her to work when she was not well. I offered her a small neck massage to which she denied. I asked her “why did you say no to the neck massage. Is it because the window is open and aunty can peep in anytime”? She replied in an angry mood that “I don’t care about that lady and besides what we do in this closed house is not of her business”. I said good and walked till her. I started giving a massage to her neck. (The front window was still open). While I massage her I asked her, what she meant when she said that “what we do in thins closed house” is none of auntie’s business. To my question she was silent for a while and then said, "Everybody has a private life and the next door neighbor has no rights to know about it. Similarly she has some work and private life, even if she is sleeping with me, the next door neighbor has nothing to do with it". Damn hearing such kind of remark while I was messaging her neck brought me instant hard on. I reminded myself that Kuku in off in 3 weeks time and this is probably the only chance. I gathered courage and while talking to her I lowered my hands from neck to wards chest. She didn’t say anything. I continued my hands down and voila…finally I was caressing Kuku’s breast and she was breathing heavily. She suddenly got up. I thought a slap is on the way. She walked silently towards the window and pulled the curtains. Looked at me and said that “we can always say that others should not peep into our private life, how ever we should also take care that they do not get a chance”. My hard on which had vanished in fear of slap popped up again. I had nothing to say, I pulled to the cane sofa made her sit on leg with her face towards me and lifted her top. Damn she was wearing a grey bra (my hot favorite is black). I enjoy lowering a bra and working on boobs. I did the same thing with here. In matter of seconds I lowered the bra from her shoulders and started working on her boobs. I licked it for almost 20 minutes. She was different. A little slack boobs, big for my hand, small nipples and a big areola. I was driving her crazy. She told me that she wants to repay all my favors but I need a pack of condom for the same. Damn I took my suitcase out and there was a pack of Kamasutra. She immediately put the condom on and lowered herself from my lap. While I was on the sofa she started giving me a blow job. I am always curious about the sex life of my partner. I immediately asked her about her sex life. She told that she has gone to bed with her cousin and also friend of his father. She told that the friend of his father screwed her for almost 15 days while she was at his house for her 12th board exam. She intends to have the duration more with me. Kuku was quite keep in drinking me. She did so and before I could start she jumped on me saying it’s your turn now. I kept fingering her for 10 minutes. The thought of her being screwed up by a 53 year guy for 15 days was driving me high. I licked for another 10 minutes till she got her first orgasm. She asked me to move in to bed room. We took off all our clothes. I went for another round of boob work and then she asked me to lay flat. I did so. She cleaned me off with a mouth work and then started riding me. After 2-3 minutes I was not very comfortable, I took her in doggie position. The way she exposed her pussy in doggie position was awesome. I kept on thrusting. I asked for a backdoor entry to which she was reluctant. The same day we had a round in bathroom till 1 o clock. She went home and came back around 2:30 telling her parents that she has something to be done on PC. I was about to move out for a 3o clock movie, but then I cancelled my plan. I went out got a porn CD. We followed the exact sequence of the porn. (Couples try out following a porn; its quite interesting if the porn is slow). For next 3 weeks I don’t remember how many leaves I have taken. We sometimes fucked the whole day off on breakfast only. Kuku’s face was not so beautiful but the way she used to pass intelligent remarks used to bring me instant hard on. Most of my love making learning was during these 3 weeks. The best of her positions were her legs on my shoulders and cross leg.
Hi! I am Nighat. I am 28 years old and a happily married woman. Ihave two lovely kids. And my husband loves me very much. We belongto Pakistan and now my husband is working in Canada. We have a verynice apartment here in Canada and my husband has hired a servant forme, who helps me in cleaning the appt. He is a Hindu and his name isManohar Das. He is 30 years old and having a wife in India with fourkids. Manohar Das lives with us in our appt. in the servant quarter.My husband usually goes to Pakistan for his job and Manohar Dasstays with us.This is my true story and myself (Nighat) narrates it. My husbandhad gone to Pakistan for three weeks and told Manohar to take careof the house. I feel that Manohar Das is very happy. The next nightI saw that Manohar has gone to his room without watching TV. And Ibecame curious why he did so. I went to my kid's room and saw thatthey are preparing for their beds. I kissed them and they replied mein "good night".Then I went to Manohar Das's room and slowly opened the door andstarted peeping inside. I found Manohar Das masturbating his jumbo-sized cock. I kept on seeing him. I don't know what makes me to stopthere. Definitely it was Manohar's dick. There were lots of thoughtsin my mind that I am a Muslim and he is a Hindu.There is something happening with my body chemistry. My BP and alsomy erotic desire aroused a lot after seeing Manohar's huge dick.Suddenly I felt my heartbeats irregular and I tighten up my thighs,while looking at his gigantic dick. I become misbalance and tries togain the balance but my bangles rang and Manohar stood up whileseeing at me. Then he slowly stepping towards me and came close tome.Now he can easily judge my condition and he whispered me " comeinside Nighat" and soon he placed his arm around my waist and pushedme inside. I hesitatingly walked inside while looking at my feetwith shyness. Manohar then bolted the door and smilingly he slappedmy ass and said " Nighat don't worry, your husband will not be ableto know what happened between you and me. (He hugged me and startedkissing my neck, face and lips and his hands are on my ass and hisfingers are inside my butts) Nighat you are the prettiest andhottest woman I have ever met. Nighat your ass is also very prettyand soft". I can't stop Manohar by doing all this. I wanted to stophim but he is very nasty at that moment. Manohar hold my right assbutt in his hand and guided me to his bed. There he asked me "Nighat sit down, I know that you are nervous right now, please don'tworry, we shall become good friends after this beautiful meeting"then I said " Manohar please! Don't do o anything to me which iswrong in words of society, and I don't want to have an illicitrelations with a Hindu man" Manohar replied " Nighat don't worryJaan! (He sat besides me on the bed and placed his hand on myshoulder and pulled me towards his thickly haired chest, and he wascompletely nude at that time and it was pretty difficult for me tocontrol my sexual desires, because the man sitting besides me isnude and having a gorgeous dick, so I placed my head on Manohar'sshoulder and this was the sign which I gave him that I direly inneed of a throbbing fuck).And I think he understands my position and he placed his hand on mythighs and also his fingers are trying to enter in between mythighs. I didn't say anything to him when his fingers reached themost effective area of the woman 'her clit'. Manohar's fingers aredoing magic with my clit. I started losing my control andsaid "Manohar plz! Don't do it, plz let me go" Manohar kept onplaying with my clit.No sooner I laid opens on the bed and loosen my thighs so thatManohar's fingers keep on teasing my clit because this is veryenjoyable time. Manohar started kissing and licking my neck and nowI am totally under the control of my partner. Manohar placed hislips on my lips and pushed his tongue in my mouth so his juicysaliva is straight coming to my mouth.When he completely satisfies that she will not go anywhere, he gotup and said " Nighat got up and put off your clothes". I extended myhand towards Manohar and he holds it and pulls me up. I got up andpulled off my shirt. Manohar came from back and started licking andkissing my waist. His one hand entered in between my thighs from thefront and other started pressing my breast. I kept him doing thisand pulled down my shalwar. While putting off my shalwar I bent downand when I got up Manohar's lovely dick stuck up in my ass. Ipressed my ass so that I can enjoy his dick and Manohar startedjerking my ass. Then Manohar unhooks my bra and holds my breasts inhis hands and said "Nighat you have very good pair of breasts and Ithink your husband is damn lucky that he has a woman like you tofuck and now I think that I am more lucky than him because you aregoing to fuck by me".Then I lay down the bed and waiting for Manohar's loving dick tofuck and tear off my pussy. Then Manohar sits in between my thighsand spreaded his saliva on my pussy with his fingers and also putsome of saliva on his cock's big head. Then Manohar wide opens mylegs and make an ample space for his dick on my vaginal opening.Manohar pressed his cock in my pussy. OOH! God! Plzzzz! Manohareasy, AAOUCH! I'll die, Manohar your cock is toooo big for me, plzzzeasy and slowly. Manohar was a real cool-fucker; he holds my face inhis hands and started kissing my lips. My mouth was filled withManohar's juicy saliva and he keeps on building pressure on his cockand it was slipping inch by inch in my soft pussy. Manohar's cock isjust like a hard iron's rod and I can bet that by his first push mysoft vaginal walls started bleeding. My husband's dick is smallerthan Manohar's dick. And Manohar's dick was uncircumcised so it isvery thick from middle due to lot of flesh on it.Manohar keeps building the pressure on my pussy and his cock waspenetrating in my pussy inch by inch. When his whole cock penetratesdeep inside my vagina I hold his waist and my eyes were tightlyclosed. Manohar whispers in passion "Nighat you are really a tightand hot bitch". Then I hold his face in my hands and kissed his lipsand replied in a whisper "Manohar My Jaan your dick is so hard formy soft pussy that I can't be able to bear your brutal jerks, plzjerk modestly to your Nighat's pussy". Manohar replied "I'll fuckyou like a whore! Nighat, you fucken bitch today you will forgetyour pimp husband". He started pushing his dick heavily in and outof my pussy regardless of my painful moan. Then he took my legs onhis shoulders and fucking me like anything.Then Manohar pulled back my thighs and touched them to my breastsand keeps his fast brutal thrusts on my pussy. He fucked me for morethan 20 long and painful minutes. Manohar ejaculates his hot andviscid sperms deep inside my vagina. In this fuck I ejaculated forthree times. Manohar has really a gorgeous dick.I always remember this fuck when I was in mood. And Manohar is stillwith us and I always have fun with his dick. Now his dick is myproperty and I usually give Manohar good blowjob and he loves tofill my mouth with his sticky, hot and salty semen. Usually Iconceive pregnancy by Manohar's thick semen and till now I alreadyaborted my three children because Manohar was their father and, heand I don't want those children.
I grew up in south India in the early seventies. My father was a mild mannered man who worked in a mill. He had one addiction, he drank heavily and many a night he would pass out and had to be helped to bed. He was good to my mother and I could see that she respected and loved him. But I sensed there was also sadness in her and at that time I could not understand why.I helped mother out at every opportunity. I had a crush on her and this way it kept me close to her. mother always looked up to me for help. I was constantly chatting her up, I could see that she appreciated this as it helped to break the boredom of her day. Dad would go to work in the morning and the next time we saw him was late at night when he would come home tired after which he would proceed to drink heavily.It seemed to me that the spark had gone out of their marriage. Most of the time he seemed either preoccupied in making ends meet or drinking, this I believe led to his neglecting mother. Don't get me wrong, dad stilled loved mother. They still laughed, joked and kidded each other but the romance that characterized the earlier part of the marriage was rare.I worked part time driving a taxi in order to make extra money to supplement our family income; this left me very little time to socialize. There were good days and bad days.After the rest of the family had gone to bed had gone to bed, mother and I would sit by the kitchen table and talk. I knew mother appreciated this gesture. As years went by we grew very close. She would constantly hug me and remind me that I was the beacon of light in her life. I was very mature for my age, knowledgeable beyond my years.When I was sixteen I began to notice Mom in a different light. I was growing aware sexually and with that bought the realization that mother was very sexy. She had long dark hair, hair that reached to her hips. And even having birthed three children she had a killer figure- 36-24-36. Her eyes were very dark and twinkled in good humor. How close were we? Well we talked about every thing even personal secrets. I talked of the movie stars I liked and disliked and she talked of her past before she married father. She talked wistfully of those carefree days of her youth of things that could have been. She never regretted her marriage as it produced some of the important things in her life- her husband and her children.With my awareness of mother as a desirable woman, I began to seek out her hugs and kisses. I began to pay her compliments on her looks at which she would blush. I began to bring sweets and flowers for her every day when I come home from working at the grocery store.I began a routine where every Sunday evening I would take her to the movies and hotel. At the movies I would innocently lean against her or hold her hands. Pretty soon I started putting my arm around her shoulders at which she would lean back and rest her head against my shoulders. I knew that she looked forward to our weekends together because she would try to pick a movie well in advance.After the movies we would go and sit in a park near the theater. From here one could look at the whole town. We would talk laugh and josh one another."Ramesh", she said one day, "I think we should start looking for a girl for you. You are going to be 17 soon"."Mom" I said blindly without thinking much of the consequences. "I do not want to get married. I want to be with you always".She pulled her head back in surprise looked at me and then looked away silent."Mom, did I say something to alarm you"."I think we should leave," she said after a long interval of silence. Mentally I cursed my self for saying what I had said, but knew that now the cat was out of the bag there was no turning back. I decided to go for broke."Mom," I said, "I am sorry if I offended you, but you know I have a good head on my shoulders and wise beyond my years. But don't hate me for saying that I am in love with you and I will do anything to make you happy".The silence continued for some time and then she looked at me sadly. "Ramesh, it's not your fault but mine. I should not have let it continue but I guess I was lonely""Mom," I said "I wish it hadn't happened, but since it has I am glad to be in love with you"."My darling boy, you are my son," she retorted, "these things don't happen between a mother and son and besides I am a married woman"."Mom," I replied in desperation, "what is done is done. I can't take my love back, but will you give at least some serious consideration to what I just said". She was silent for a long time. She was crying. My heart went out to her. I pulled her to my chest and held her."Ramesh" she whispered. "I think we should be heading home"Things cooled down very much after that. Even though I pleaded with her, she would not let me take her out on Sundays, telling me instead that I should go with someone of my very own age. I could see that it was killing her as much as it was killing me. As days passed she seemed sad and withdrawn. This went on for a month. Father noticed the change and asked her why she didn't go out to the movies with me any more. Mom shook her head and asked father why he didn't take her out."You know Kamala I work every day of the week and Sunday is my only day off. On that day I prefer to stay and relax at home," he replied. He was drunk as usual. After which a big verbal fight ensued which ended with Mom exiting to the bedroom and slamming the door shut.That Tuesday when my father, my brother and sister were out of the house I asked her out again. To my surprise she quietly nodded her head in assent. I went and hugged and she put her head on my shoulders. I hugged her tightly indicating to her that with her assent the tone of our relationship had changed. I silently but very gently caressed her back running my hands over her shoulders and over her behind. She continued to rest her head over my shoulders. I pulled back and looking deep into her eyes said in a quiet voice. "Mom I love you and I can't change that". I bent down kissed her cheeks, her neck, and then boldly placed my mouth against her lips. She did not draw back from my embrace. I was elated that at last it seemed she was responding back.My flowers were now accepted with a warm kiss on the cheek. When we were alone the hugs were back but my hands now openly and gently caressed her. In the days that followed before the Sunday date, I saw Mom suddenly change back to her old self. My sister also remarked at her change to which she replied that she was going to see a movie with me. My sister smiled at me saying that she had thought that I had finally cut the apron strings. I mumbled saying something about Mom needing a break.That Sunday evening Mom looked stunning in a tight dress. Her breasts and butt cheeks molded beautifully into her dress. I was overcome looking at her beauty. She looked very young. I was, I noticed, the recipient of many an envious stares. The movie was a sentimental romance. As usual I put my arm around my Mom while she leaned her head against my shoulders. After the movie as usual we went to the park. It was a cool night.Mom looked into my eyes and said, "Ramesh, thank you for your patience and thank you for the wonderful evening".I looked at Mom and said, "Mom you look sexy tonight".Mom blushed and laughed at the same time, "Oh Ramesh if you weren't my son I would think you are trying to seduce your own mother".I looked at her and said, "Mom, I am".Mom pulled her head back and replied, "Ramesh for heavens sake I am your mother and besides I am married to your father"."Mom do you really care for him? I see he has been neglecting you and that you are deeply unhappy. Give me a chance, I can make you happy!"She replied quietly after a long pause, "Ramesh may be we should head home before one of us does something that we may deeply regret the rest of our lives".I groaned. "Mom I am sorry but you are so beautiful you make me say and do things I have no control over. Many a times I have wished you were not my Mom maybe it would have been easier romancing you".I could see that Mom was pleased at the compliment I had paid her. I'm sure father did not do that.Mom caressed my cheek, "You poor baby, and by the way I am glad your are my son. Do you really think I am beautiful?"I smiled and replied by drawing her to my breast, "Yes Mom you are beautiful and sexy." Suddenly I bent down and kissed her.Mom did not draw back but remained passive and stiff in my arms. I continued to kiss her with more and more passion. Suddenly she responded back with equal pressure against my lips. At last I could see a crack in her armor. I pressed my advantage and we continued necking. I was all over her face I kissed her cheeks her eyes her nose and back to her lips. I gently probed her mouth with my tongue and she opened her lips. We necked for a while. Suddenly my mother said, "Ramesh Its getting late I think we should head home".As we drove home Mom leaned her head back on my shoulder. I could see a faint smile in the corner of her mouth. Halfway back home I pulled into a side street, to my Mom's surprise. I pulled the car to a stop, pulled her towards me, and started to kiss her.I gently put my hand on her breast she stiffened pulled away from my lips and whispered, "Ramesh, I don't think we should do this". But I cut off any further protest by forcing her lips back into mine. I continued caressing her breasts. They were firm and felt wonderful in my in my hands. I knew Mom was getting excited because she began to moan as kiss back with greater intensity.Suddenly she pulled back and said, "Ramesh we should go home"."Okay Mom".When we reached home the house was quiet. Every one had gone to bed. I knew father would be fast asleep drunk. When we entered the house I began kissing Mom again in the living room down stairs. At first she protested saying that someone could come down stairs.I replied quietly but firmly, "Mom I love you as I have never loved anyone before. I just want to kiss you all the time. I can't help it. Besides everyone is fast asleep"."That's sweet Ramesh, I love you to! But I am a married woman and whatever shortcomings your father has I am still wearing the mangal sutra he tied around my neck!""Mom", I whispered, "All we are doing is kissing and fondling. I don't see any harm in that?""But Ramesh, somebody could wake up and come downstairs". Suddenly I had an idea. "Mom, how about going to my room. We can lock the door. father I'm sure is drunk and won't miss you".Mom was silent for a few seconds. I was surprised when she nodded her head in agreement.Mom replied, "Go to room and wait for me I'll go and check on your father".In my room I paced back and forth excitedly. Suddenly my bedroom door clicked open and Mom walked in. She pulled the door shut and locked it. She hastily came up to me and said, "Your father is asleep drunk as usual". I taught I heard a note of disgust in her voice."Son, I don't think we should do this as it could get out of hand", she whispered. "I am scared"."I know" I replied "But Mom, trust me. We will keep this very secret. Nobody will know."Oh Ramesh" Mom said timidly and kissed me on the cheek. I sank with her on my bed and began kissing her. The kisses grew more and more heated and I could feel Mom's excitement through her cotton sari. My hands were now rowing all over her body caressing her breasts one second and rubbing her ass the next.I reached behind to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse. Mom went rigid in my arms for a few seconds but then she relaxed. I swiftly undid the buttons and removed her blouse as quickly as possible afraid she would change her mind any time. All the while I continued kissing her. I reached back and unsnapped her bra.Again Mom weakly protested and whispered, "Ramesh think of your father". I knew we were far too gone to think of anybody else. I cut her off with another open-mouthed kiss. All of a sudden her bare breasts were pressed against mine. I blindly reached out and began to fondle them. They felt soft and sexy. I bent down and took a nipple in my mouth and began to lick and suck. Mom moaned in passion. Her nipples were long and thick. Her nipples were soon erect in excitement."Mom I love you, I can't help it. I know I should feel guilty of making love to my own mother but I don't care" I declared.I continued kissing all the way to her navel savoring the slightly salty taste of her body. Mom gave an audible squeak of pleasure. I reached her belly button with my tongue and began to kiss and lick it as Mom pushed her self up to me in pleasure. I began to stroke her legs up and down, all the while kissing her belly button. Her legs were firm to touch. Slowly my hand inched further and further under her sari and petticoat. Her thighs felt firm and soft.Mom stiffened as my hand reached the crotch of her petticoat. I reached up and sought her lips and gently forced them open with my tongue. Mom moaned into my mouth. She relaxed and opened her thighs in response. I shook my head in disbelief. Mom, the woman of my dreams, the same woman who had borne my brother and sister, the woman who had birthed me was letting me make love to her. I caressed her through her petticoat. I felt her cleft and began to rub it. Mom moaned in pleasure. I could feel to moistness seep through her petticoat.I pulled my hands out from under her petticoat, quickly puller her sari off. I stood up, removed my clothes as quickly as I could. My lund was hard as an iron bar. I slid down Mom's body until my mouth was pressed against the crotch of her petticoat. Only the petticoat separated her bush from my mouth. I inhaled deeply breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her juices mixed with the faint smell of stale urine.I began to lick the crotch of her petticoat as Mom wiggled in excitement. I began to savor her juices that seeped through her petticoat.I reached and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her petticoat and began to tug them down. Suddenly Mom jerked up."Oh, beta, no, we shouldn't" she said. "You are my son and I shouldn't be doing this.""Mom I love you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world. I know it's unusual for a mother and son to be sexually involved. I believe that if you love some one its only natural to make love.""But Ramesh what if someone finds out.""Mom, we can be careful and no one needs to know our business.""But Ramesh" I kissed her before she could complete her sentence.I kissed her hair her eyes and once again lowered my mouth to her full sexy lips. Suddenly Mom went limp in my arms. She began to kiss back with more passionate intensity. Our tongues dueled with each other.I reached down and tugged her petticoat. This time she did not resist. I pulled them off and threw them down on the floor. She instinctively reached down and covered her womanhood from my prying eyes. I gently but firmly pulled her hand away. I stared at the thick rich dark pussy hair like some one in a trance.Mom reached up and pulled me down and began to kiss me as I began to gently caress and finger her mons. I nibbled at her teats at the same time inserted my middle finger into her womanhood. Never in my dreams did I ever think that one day Mom would let me pull her petticoat down and caress her femininity.She was very wet. I moved my mouth down her body to the inside of her thighs and then proceeded to kiss and lick it. I then moved my mouth up to her pussy hair and proceeded to nibble it. All the while Kamala, my Mom moaned in pleasure. I licked the thick pussy hair and then proceeded to pull her choot open. I breathed in the rich feminine odor of my excited mother. I stared at the inner wall and noticed the small pink hole through which she peed. I licked it. I licked the surrounding walls savoring the rich flavor of her very wet hole. I ran my tongue over her clitoris and Mom yelped in pleasure.I placed a finger in her choot and proceeded to run it in and out while eating her. Her breathing grew ragged. I continued to stimulate her clitoris for a long time. Mom grew very wet. My fingers were drenched with her juices. Suddenly Mom stiffened and moaned at the same time. Her body then shuddered continuously as I rapidly licked her clitoris. I knew she had just climaxed. She quickly pulled me up on top of her."Oh Ramesh, That was good". She whispered shyly. "I have never had an orgasm this good."Mom you are sexy and beautiful. This has been my ultimate fantasy to make love to you.""You really think I'm beautiful.""Mom, yes. More than all the movie actresses"Mom reached up and pulled me down lightly kissed my lips and then forced my mouth open with her tongue. At the same time she reached down and grabbed my penis and began to rub it up and down her very wet slit. She grew more and ore excited."Mom" I whispered. "I love you". She spread her legs wide as if in silent assent and bought the tip of my lund and placed it against her choot orifice. I looked deep into her eyes as she began to push me into her. I was big and thick for my age. Her choot slowly opened like a petal. Mom suddenly pushed upward and my lund slid into her choot to the hilt. Mom was surprisingly very tight for someone who had three children. I could feel her muscles clutching me like a vice.I pulled out and then slid back in one fluid motion. I then proceeded to fuck Mom with a fury that I had never experienced before. Her body shook in rhythm to the fuck strokes. My penis was soon saturated with her lubricating juices. We moved as if we were made to fuck each other. Every down stroke was met with an upstroke. I could feel the tip of my lund hit the mouth of her womb with each plunge. She began to breathe heavier and heavier.After rutting like animals for about fifteen minutes she suddenly went rigid and clutched my ass. I could feel began rapid contractions about my lund at the same time I began to ejaculate against her womb. I must have spilt a load in her as I felt the semen running back out of her choot.We stayed coupled for some time savoring the aftermath of our mutual orgasm, and kissing each other. I started to get excited and felt my self-hardening in her. I gently started to see saw back and forth in her choot. This time the fuck was slow and gentle, it lasted a longer time. Mom and I came at the same time."Ramesh" she said after the last romantic fuck. "You lund is very big and hard, I never had it this good with your father. I can't remember when I had my last orgasm." I beamed with pride. My first with Mom had been better than anything father had been able to deliver in all the years they had been married."Oh Mom, that's only because I love you so much""Oh sweetheart this was the best orgasm so far" she remarked."Ramesh, honey" Mom whispered. "I should be going back to your fathers bed. We don't want to arouse any suspicion now, would we."We kissed for some time whispering sweet nothings to each other. She then got up cleaned her self."Mom can I keep your petticoat" I asked in a whisper. Mom was silent."A souvenir of our first night," Mom asked mischievously."Yes," I replied."Only if you hide it".Mom put her clothes back on and petticoat-less she slipped out of the room. I was covered with a mixture of our fuck juices. The last thing I remember falling asleep was Mom's petticoat pressed to my cheeks.The next day Mom did not look at me when the family was seated at the breakfast table. I thought I had blown it. The family finally dispersed for the day and I was getting ready to go to school. Mom stepped into my room."Ramesh" she said, "we need to talk.""Mom what's wrong."Mom blushed."Ramesh we can't repeat what we did last night"Before I could protest any further she motioned me to be quiet."I think last night was wonderful. I will always treasure. But I'm a married woman. This is never going to happen again.""Mom," I protested as I moved towards her and pulled her into my arms, "I love you and I know that you love me. Give our love a chance."I tried to kiss her but she averted her lips and pulled out of my embrace and shook her head."Mom," I said, as she was ready to leave my room "I will not stop loving you and will not stop pursuing you."Mom left my room with tears in her eyes.Things cooled down after that. And even though I could see that Mom was unhappy she would not budge from her resolve. I had given up ever getting her back.Mom also vigorously started looking for a bride for me. She contacted all her relatives and asked them about available girls. She collected horoscopes and consulted astrologers for good matched for me. She arranged for me to see a few girls whoe horoscopes matched mine. I was very unhappy that I am being driven away from my only love my own mother. Finally I gave my consent for a girl who I chose because she looked a little like my mother. The marriage date was fixed.Then something strange happened. I noticed that Mom's behavior towards me changed. She acted more like someone who was jealous. She snapped at me at the smallest of mishaps. Then one day when we were alone, Mom asked, "Ramesh maybe we should go out for a movie this weekend."I was pleasantly surprised. But I thought maby Mom wants to just please me."Mom, Oh yes, Oh yes." I whispered.The days following I was in a trance. I couldn't wait for the weekend.For our outing Mom had gone out of her way to dress sexy. I could not believe that the sexy woman next to me was my mother. After the movie we drove to our secluded spot. I pulled her into my arms and Mom did not resist. We began to kiss passionately. My hands were roaming all over her body. I could see Mom was visibly excited.After an hour or so of necking we drove back home. When we reached home everyone was asleep."Go to your room and wait for me, I'll check on your father." she whispered.I was undressed and in bed when she entered. After locking the door she came to me. Our passionate kissing continued. I swiftly undressed Mom and rolled on top of her. I kissed every inch of her body over and over again. I held on to her shapely ass as I ate her out.I got on top of her, she took hold of my penis, which was hard as a steel bar, and placed it against her chootl opening. I pressed and easily entered her very slick choot. I held Moms ass and started fucking her. Mom moaned with pleasure at every fuck stroke. We rolled around the bed, sometimes she was on top and at other times I was. We were at it for a long time and when I forcefully ejaculated into her, she came with an intensity I had never seen before."Oh Ramesh," she said, "it is so wonderful"."Mom, have you changed your mind about my marriage?", I asked."Oh Son I missed you, and as the marriage date came closer, I coild not bear it any longer. I realized I was jealous and that I loved you more than anything thing in the world.""As a lover" I asked excitedly."Yes realized I loved you, not only as a mother but as a lover and that I could not bear to be apart from you." She whispered."Do you love me more than father." I asked."Oh son I respect your father, but I don't love him. After being with you I now know what love is. I am so happy when I am naked in your arms. Ramesh, my darling son, I want to be your wife. Will you marry me?"I was stunned at these words from my beloved mother. "Mom, You have just made me the happiest man in the world. I don't want to share you with anyone, even father. You belong to me. Your body is mine. I want you naked in my arms all the time. I want to enter you all the time.""Oh son that is so wonderful. But Ramesh, our marriage has to be our secret. I want to be in your arms naked all the times but we have to be careful. I don't want your father, brother or your sister to find out because it would prevent us from being together.""Yes Mom I know," I replied.We began to kiss; my hands fondled my Mom's breasts. I then proceeded to kiss her lovely long nipples, which were swollen with passion. She pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me and lowered her choot on my lund. She pressed down until I was buried in her to the hilt. She lowered her mouth to mine while she proceeded to move up and down, slowly at first and then very rapidly. Suddenly her tongue began to frantically duel with mine. She then opened her mouth in a silent scream. I knew she had climaxed.I rolled on top of her and continued to fuck her with savage fuck strokes. Her body shook with each fuck stroke. She screamed and at the same time I buried my lund against her womb and proceeded to saturate her inner walls with my semen. After the wild ride we began to kiss tenderly while we were still joined at the crotch.Mom pushed me on my back and began to kiss my body all over. When she reached my crotch she took my hard lund in her mouth. Mom then gave me a blowjob. When I came she swallowed all of my cum.Next day Mom and I went to the family jeweller and ordered a mangal sutra. Everybody assumed that it was for the new girl who I was going to marry. No one knew that I was going to marry my own lovely mother. We also bought a wedding sari for Mom and a wedding dress for me. Next week, on an auspicous day, Mom and I went to our village house to get married. Mom wore her new wedding dress and looked gorgeous. I wore my new dress and at the muhurth time, as my lovely mother/bride stood before me shyly bending her head, I removed the mangal sutra on her neck put by my father and tied the new mangal sutra which signified that mother was now my wife. Then we we went to the temple and prayed for a long and happy married life. Then we went to Woodlands and had a festive dinner. Back at home, we started making love.Mom said, "Ramesh, every night with you has been a first night for me. You have made me so happy. But today is a special first night. Make love to me not only as your mother but also as a wife.""Mom, can I call you Kamala now that we are married?" I asked.Mom blushed a little and nodded her head shyly. Then I said, "Kamala, my love, this is indeed going to be a special night because I am going to make you pregnant"Mom buried her face in my chest and whispered, "Oh Ramesh, the first duty of every wife is to bear a child for her husband. I will be so glad to become pregnant by you, son. I am in a fertile period too and my womb is ready for your seed".That night, before mother and I slipped into sleep exhausted at four in the morning, I came into my mother's eager choot ten times so that we can have our first incestuous child as soon as possible.From that time on we tried to spend every opportunity with each other. Whenever we were alone Moms would be the one to first make sexual overtures. She was at her sexual peak and constantly horny- I know because when I pulled her petticoat off she was already sopping wet. I was proud when she told me shyly that she would get wet just thinking of me, and that nobody had excited her that way.Some times we were so crazy for each other that we took risks. One time, while the family was down in the living room, I noticed that Mom had gone to the bathroom upstairs. I went upstairs and silently opened the bathroom door. Mom had not locked it. She was peeing. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw me. Before she could say anything I pulled her of the commode, ripped out some toilet paper, cleaned her up, turned her around, bent her over the commode, and entered her from behind."Honey someone may come up" she whispered. But I ignored her. I fucked until we both climaxed. I then pulled her petticoat up and would not allow her to clean herself up. We did not get caught. But for the rest of the day I knew Mom had sticky petticoat and it was my semen dripping out of her choot.I remember one night I woke up horny. I wanted Mom bad. So I very silently crept to my parents bedroom. They were both asleep. I knew that father was in a drunk and fast asleep. Mom was sleeping by his side with the covers thrown back. She looked extremely sexy. I went up to her and shook her awake. When she did, I motioned her too keep quiet. I whispered that I wanted to see her in my room and left. About two minutes later she was in my room. As I pushed her on my bed and I undressed."Ramesh, I know I am your wife and I should come to you whenever you need me but we should not take unnecessary risks like your to my bedroom" she scolded. I cut off any further protest by kissing her. I pulled Mom's dress up and began to eat her. In no time I had Mom wet and excited. I moved on top and entered her womanhood and proceeded to make love to her. Later that night, when she left my room her face glowing with sexual joy, Mom said, "Ramesh, whenever you want me, just do like what you did. Come to our room and shake me and I will come her to your bed and we will enjoy. Ok?". I was thrilled.But next night, at bed time, Mom came with her bed to my room with a beaming smile in her face. "I told your father that since he is drunk everyday, I cannot stand the smell all night and so I am going to be sleeping in your room from now on. He did not mind. So here I am all yours for the whole night every night". I grabbed her and showered kisses on her and said, "Mom, now we can really be the married couple we are", and started making passionate love.Three weeks after our wedding, after our first love session of the night, mother shyly whispered to me that she has missed her period. We waited anxiously the next few days. When Mom missed her period again, we were overjoyed. Mom was pregnant!!For the next eight months it was a daily thrill for me watching mother move about with her pregnant belly, glowing with that special pride that women get when they are carrying, now with the added joy of being pregnant with her own son's child.Then one day I was in the delivery ward in the hospital as Mom beamed with pride holding a lovely baby girl - the product of our incestuous marriage. She named the girl Rameshi because she was my daughter. The love between me and Mom became more intense after we had the baby. Mom wanted us to live like the real husband-wife-daughter family we were. She asked me to get a job in another town which I did. We moved there leaving father with his drinks in our native town. We still maintain the mother-son relationship outside the house. But inside the house, we are husband and wife. I call Mom by her name and the baby calls me father which is what Mom wants.Its good that Mom is a highly sexed woman hence she doesn't mind the fact that I am constantly kissing, caressing, and undressing her. We average at least two fucks a day. Somedays, I ask her to be naked the whole day and she happily goes about the day-to-day activities like cooking, washing etc completley naked and we make love several times during the day. With all that love-making, Mom is pregnant with our second child.The joy of living in married intimacy with your mother is something that can be felt only by actual experience. Mom and I hope all young sons out there get the chance to experience that joy.
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