Erotica Ghar aya Mehman by HiraKhan ( Completed )

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Me :- ( Naheed se ) jaan!

Naheed:- G

Me:- Mujhe tum se kuch bat kerni hai.

Naheed:- Kahiye kia kehna hai?

Me:- Wo...! Bat aisi hai...

Naheed:- Kahiye naa

Me:- Me tumhari painting banana chahta hoon

Naheed:- Oohhh.. (hans ker) itni si baat...! Heheheh. Bana lijiye meri jan. Me to apki hi hoon. Ap mujhse Q pooch rahay hain?

Me:- Tum samjhi nahi...! Mera matlab

Naheed:- Kia kehna chahte hain?

Me:- Me tumhari painting banana chahta hoon. Nude

Naheed:- (ek dum Shock ho gai) Kkkiiiiiaaaaaa?

Me:- (sir jhuka ker khamosh raha)

Kuch der tak bilkul khamoshi chaaeee rahi. Phir Naheed boli

Naheed:- Q meri jan? Ap meri Nangi pictures Q banana chahte hain?

Me:- Pichle kuch dino se mere andar yei kashmakash chal rahi hai. Me khud ko rok nahi saka, isi liye tum se bat ker li. Tum ko bura laga to Sorry.

Naheed:- (kuch der tak sir jhuka ker sochti rahi) Mujhe kuch wakt dein. Me soch k bataoo gi.

Me:- Tum mujhse naraz ho naa.

Naheed:- Nahi meri jan. Me Ap se naraz ho hi nahi sakti. Mujhe bus thora Ajeeb lag raha hai.

Is tarah ye din khatam hua. Raat me hum ne sex nahi kiya Q k Naheed bujhi bujhi si thi or yei sab soch rahi thi. Is liye mene b usko disturb nahi kiya.

 

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Kuch din aise hi guzar gaey. Hamari sex routine phir se pehle jaisi ho chuki thi. Naheed roz mujhe seduce kerti or hum dhooadhaar sex kerte. Us din k bad Naheed se painting k hawale se koi bat nahi ki.

Ek din Naheed or mein apne kamre me thay.

Naheed: Ap se ek baat poochon?

Me:- Haan poocho jan.

Naheed: Ap k dil me meri painting banany ka khayal Q aya?

Me: Q k tum mujhe bohot achi lagti ho meri jan. Is liye me tumhare husn ko paint kerna chahta hon.

Naheed: Lekin jab ye sab log dekhain gay to.

Me: Aray meri jan! Tum ghalat samajh rahi ho. Tumhari ye painting koi nahi dekhay ga.

Naheed: Kia matlab?

Me: Matlab k me sirf hum dono k liye ye painting banaoo ga. Hum dono k elawa ye paintings na koi dekhay ga or na hi ye kisi exhibition me jaein gi. Ye sirf hamari paintings hon gi.

Naheed: (kuch soch ker) to phir is se Apko kia faida ho ga?

Me: Mera faida ye hai k mere dil ki khuwahish poori ho jaey gi.

Phir Naheed or mein ek lambi kiss me doob gaey. Jis k bad hum dono me ek lambi chudai ka dor chala. Or phir hum so gaey.

Subha Naheed ne mujhe ek surprise diya. Us ne Nashte ki table per ek Paper rakha hua tha. Jis per likha tha.



Jis ko dekh ker mujhe bht khushi hui. Yani Naheed ab tayar thi k me uski painting banaoon. Me is ki planing kerta hua apne office chala gyaa. Sham me jab me khushi khushi wapas aya to Naheed khari sharma rahi thi. Uski halat aisi thi jaise me usko pehli bar mila tha. Nazrain jhukana, phir uthana. Ajab andaz tha uska.

Me: kia hua naheed! Aise sharma Q rahi ho.

Naheed: Bus aise hi.

Me: Tum agar dil se razi nahi ho to me painting nahi banata.

Naheed: Meri jan! Me dil se poori tarah tayar hoon. Lekin meri sharam mere control me nahi hai. Ap banaein painting.

Me: Acha! To phir Sab kapre utar ker Night Gown pehen ker aa jao.

Naheed: G acha!

thori der me Naheed Night Gown pehen ker aa gai. Us ki saansain tez or dil ki dharkan be tarteeb thi. Me us k pas gya or hum ek zabardast si kiss me kho gaey.

phir mene uska gown utar diya or usko ek sexy pose me khara kiya.


wo is pose me khari hui. Q k ye pose sab se asan tha or mene uski picture banani shuru ker di. Kuch hi der me uska sketch tayar ho gya.


Ab marhala thaa k me us me rung bharoon. Jis per kafi time lagna tha. Or is me 2-3 seasion lagnay thay.

 

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Raat k khanay per b Naheed sharma rahi thi. Us k gaal gilabi ho rahay thay. Me jab b usko dekhta to wo or ziada sharma jati. Shadi k shuru me b wo aisi hi thi. Uski ye ada mujhe be had pasand aa rahi thi. Jab hum khanay se free huay to sonay k liye bedroom me aa gaey.

Me: Kia hua Jan? Naraz ho mujhse?

Naheed: (sharma ker) nahi to.

Me: Phir...!

Naheed: bus pata nahi Q sharam aa rahi hai.

Me: sharam Q aa rahi hai?

Naheed: ye to apko pata hai.

Me: Kia pata hai?

Naheed: plz nahi tang karain naa. Ap jante hain k kia waja hai

Me: Me tumhare moo se sunna chahta hoon jan.

Naheed: acha...! To ye baat hai.

Ye kehte hi naheed ne mujh per chalaang laga di or mere honto ko betahasha choosne or kaatne lagi. Wo apne wild roop me aa chuki thi. Aj se pehle us ne aisa nahi kiya tha. Me us k andaaz ko khoob enjoy ker raha tha.


Hum dono ek long kiss me dobay huay thay. Hamare moo se ccchhhhaaaapppp... cccchhhhaaaapppp... mmmmmm.... ki awazain aa rahi thi. Kabhi hum ek doosre ki zaban chooste to kabhi honto ko chooste or kattay. Thori der isi tarah piyar kerne k bad hum ne ek doosre k kapre utarna shuru ker diya. Naheed ahista ahista mere seene ko choomtay huay mere lund per pohonch gai jo 120 degree per sir utaey khara tha. Naheed ne mere lund ko zaban se chatna shuru ker diya.



Mujhe be inteha maza aa raha thaa. Mere moo se aaaaaahhhhh.... oooohhhh... meri jan ki awazain nikal rahi thien. Naheed ne abhi tak mere lund ko apne moo me nahi liya tha lekin mujhe aisa lag raha thaa jaise abhi farigh ho jaoon ga. Naheed mere lund per oper ne neeche or neeche se oper zaban pher rahi thi. Kabhi lund ki topi ko zaban se cherti to kabhi mere tatto ko zaban se chatti.

Me: aaaahhhh... meri jan! Ab sabar nahi hota. Plz moo me lo naa... ooooohhhhh...

Naheed ne ek ada se mujhe dekha or mere lund ko moo me bhar ker zor o shor se choosna shuru ker diya. 5 min tak us se apna lund chuswanay k bad mene usko apni goad me bitha liya or uski garam choot me apna lund daal diya.


Naheed khud hi tezi se uchal uchal ker apni choot me lund lene lagi. Aaj wo kuch ziada josh me thi or uski choot b pehle se ziada garam mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Naheed: uuuuffffffffff.... aaaaaahhhhhhh meri jan...! Love u jaaaaan. Oooooohhhhhhh...! Mujhe chodte raho jan. Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh....!

kehte huay naheed ek baar jhar gai. Uski choot ne shiddat se apna pani chor diya. Jis k bad mene usko lita diya or uski ek tang kandhay per rakh k dhakkay laganay laga.



Naheed her dhakkay ko khub enjoy ker rahi tji or sath hi mera hosla b barha rahi thi. Us k moo se nikalti garam saansain or aahain jalti aag me ghee ka kam ker rahi thien. Mene naheed ko 10 min tak is pose me choda. Jab uski taangain dard karne lgein to mene apna lund uski choot se nikala or khud lait gya. Mera lund Naheed k rass se poori tarah geela ho chuka tha. Naheed ne ek dafa lund ko choosa or phir mere oper baith ker lund apni garam choot me utar liya.



Naheed bohot zabardast andaz se lund per uchal rahi thi. Me b neeche se khub zor se dhakkay maar raha tha or uski choot ki achay tareekay se tasalli ker raha tha.

Naheed ab tak 3 baar farigh ho chuki thi. Jis k bad meri himmat b jawab dene lagi. Meri manzil b ab qareeb aa chuki thi.

Me: Naheed meri jan! Mera pani nikalne wala hai.

ye sunte hi naheed foran mere oper se utar gai or mere saamne baith gai.

Naheed: Apna pani mere face pe nikalain meri jan.

or mein uski baaat mante huay aaaahhhhh ooooohhhhh kerta hua us moo per apna pani nikalne laga.



Apna pani nikalne k bad mene dekha k Naheed ka poora chehra meri manni se kharab ho chuka hai. Jab us k chehre per ek khubsurat muskurahat naach rahi hai. Me Apni betarteeb saanso ko control kerne k liye bed per lait gya. Jab k Naheed khud ko saaf kerne k liye bathroom me chali gai.

3 din bad meri pehli painting mukamal ho gai. Is doran hum her session k bad zordar tareekay se chudai kerte. Naheed ki sharam or garmi kisi tarah kam nahi ho rahi thi. Wo her bar pehle se ziada josh me nazar ati. Aakhir wo b khub enjoy ker rahi thi.

Pehli painting mukamal honay k almost ek hafte bad mene doosri painting banany k faisla liya. Is bar pose kuch alag tha.



Us pose me Naheed halki si leti hui thi. Jab k uski nigahain apni choot ki taraf thien. Jaise wo pukar rahi ho k naa janay uski chut ki sewa kerne wala kab aey ga.

Uski aankho me ek tarap si nazar aa rahi thi. Mujhe is painting banay me kuch ziada mehnat kerni pari. Q k naheed ki choot baalo se bilkul saaf thi jab k painting me choot k baalo ko dikhaya gya jis se pata chal sakay k is choot ka sewak abhi nahi aya. Or is choot ko kisi ne nahi chua. Ek kanwari baalo se bhari chut anay wale ki rah dekh rahi hai or poori tarah se bekaraar hai.

Jab ye painting tayar hui to us roz Naheed ki chut k sath sath mene uski gaand ki b sewa ki. Jis ko hum dono ne khud enjoy kiya.

 

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To the Present:

{In Hira's Words.}
Me uncle ki diary parhtay huay itni garam ho chuki thi, k meri choot 2 bar pani chorne k bawajood bht ziada garam thi. Uncle ki taraf se banai gai paintings k peeche unki date b likhi hui thi. Or Aunty ki ye paintings dekh k mein imagine ker rahi thi k us wakt kia nazaray hon gay.

Mera dil ker raha thaa k ek hi din me uncle ki likhi sari diaries parh loon. Lekin aisa mumkin nahi tha. Abhi pehli diary adhi hui thi or meri choot me is qadar hulchul mach chuki thi k bardasht se bahar hoti ja rahi thi. Mene us wakt clock per time dekha to raat k 2 bj rahay thay.



Us wakt mere seene pe sajay mere ubhaar alag shan se kharay huay thay. Mere nipple khare ho ker un ki khubsoorti ko char chand laga rahay thay. Mere nipples itne hard ho chukay thay k halka sa masalne me un me meetha meetha dard hota tha. Or ek ajeeb si leher meri choot tak jati. Jis se meri choot me kharish or barh rahi thi.



Mene apni panty ko utha k dekhi to meri Choot se chipchipa rass bahar nikal raha tha. Or neeche bedsheet per gir raha tha.



Mene apni choot per ungli pherni shuru ker di. Mere dimagh me mazay ki lehrain chalne lagien. Ahista ahista me apne orgasm ki taraf barhne lagi. Phir achanak meri choot ne pani chor diya. Mere moo se aaaahhhh... ooooohhhhh... ki awazain nikalne lagien.



Mere hath meri choot k chipchipay pani se geela ho gyaa. Jis k bad mujhe itne sukoon ki neend aaee k me agle roz dopeher 12 bje jagi. Mujhe Mom ne khub danta lekin mene un se sorry keh ker unko mana liye. Us din or kuch naa hua. Raat k khanay k bad me dobara Uncle ki diary khol ker baith gai.

 

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Aj raat ko mene jab diary parhni shuru ki to pehle saare kapre utar diye or bilkul nangi apne bistar me ghuss gai. Ta k apni choot se asani se khel sakoon.

Me diary parhne baithi.

(From the Diary)

Uncle ki zabani>>>>>>
Zindagi itni haseen b ho sakti hai mujhe nhi pata tha. Lekin isi khubsoorat zindagi me kabhi kabhi museebtain b sir uthaey khari hoti hain. Aisa hi kuch hamare sath b hua. Naheed maa banne wali thi. Jab hamara bacha duniya me anay wala tha to Naheed seerhiyo se gir gai. 2 din tak wo zindagi or mout ki kashmakash me rahi. Is doran hamara bacha to zaya ho gyaa lekin Dr ne aisi khabar sunai jis se me mazeed pareshan ho gya Q k Naheed ab kabhi maa nahi bun sakti thi.

Is baat ko Naheed se chupana tha. Q k pehle hi hum apna bacha kho chukay thay. To ye khabar us k liye depression ka sabab bun sakti thi bal k tension se uski jan b ja sakti thi.

khair wakt guzarta gaya. Me Naheed ka bht khayal rakhta lekin wo pehle ki tarah naa ho saki. Uski chehre se jaise musurahat ghayab ho chuki thi. Us hadse k 6 month bad Naheed ko pata chal gaya k wo kabhi maa nahi bun sakti. Ye situation mere lie bht mushkil thi. Naheed kisi b tarah sambhal nahi rahi thi.

(is k bad diary me ek saal ka gape aa gaya)

Aj Naheed ki saalgirah hai. Hum dono bht khush hain. Shukar hai uski murahat wapas aa gai. Mene Naheed k liye ek shandar surprise rakha hai. Me ek sath 3 bachay le k ghar aa raha hoon. Q k mera ek bht aziz dost car hadse me mara gya hai. Jis me uski biwi or ek 4 sal ki beti marr gaey hain. Jab k us ka 2 sal ka beta or 1 month k twins ko kuch halki chotain aei hain. Is liye mene socha hai k hum in bacho ko apne bachay bana k palain gay. Yei hamari olad ki kami ko poora karain gay.

Raat ko mene Naheed ko birthday wish kiya or tohfay ko tor pe nursery se un bacho k mangwa liya jin ko ek nurse apne sath le k aei. Naheed in teeno bacho ko dekh k bht khush hui. Uski aankho me khushi k aansu thay jo rukne ka naam nahi le rahay thay.

(To the Present)

Mujhe shadeed herat hui k Uncle or Aunty k apne bachay nahi hain. Bal k unho ne apne marhoom dost k bacho ko pala hai. Or un teen bacho k Nam Noman, Kamran or Irum hain. Mera zehen tezi se uncle ki zindagi k baray me soch rahi thi k unho ne kitna mushkil wakt dekha hai. Aj k dor me jahan insan apni biwi ko choti choti baat pe chor deta hai, wahan uncle ne olad naa honay k bawajood Apni biwi ko betahasha piyar diya.

Meri nazar me uncle k liye izzat or b barh gai thi. Yei sab batain sochte sochte me neend ki aaghosh me chali gai.

 

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Isi tarah aglay do din me baki ki diary parh lien. Uncle Aunty bht khush thay ek doosre k sath. Uncle ne Naheed Aunty ko kai bar Paint kiya. Kabhi ghar to kabhi bahar. Or Aunty b khushi khushi ye sab kerti thien. Phir wo Din b aya jab Aunty ko Cancer hua. Ye ek bht mushkil marhala tha Q k unhain last stage pe cancer diagnose hua. Uncle din ba din unko apni aankho k samne marta hua dekhte rahay. Lekin kuch ker naa sakay. Uncle ne jo kich likha diary me, wo ye batanay k liye kafi tha k wo kitni muhabbat kerte thay Aunty se.

Un k lafzo ek alag junoon sa tha. Aunty ki death k bad uncle ki diary k pages khali thay. Lekin phir diary wahan se start hui jahan se wo Apne dost yani mere Dad se milne ghar aey. Us k bad Api k sath un k baray betay ki shadi etc sab likhay huay thay. Or ek naam Highlighted tha or tha mera naam yani "HIRA"

Uncle ne kia kia likha, pehle to sab parh ker mujhe bht gussa aya lekin phir us ghussa ki jaga hamdardi ne le li. Me khud ko rokna chahti thi k mujhe un k baray me itna nahi sochna chahiye lekin me jitna b irada banati, us me nakam ho jati. Yahan tak k mom or Dad ne b mere andar badlao mehsoos kiya. Unho ne kai bar mujhse poocha k me Q khoi khoi si renti hoon lekin mene unko taal diya. Me unko batati b to kia, k mujhe un k dost, apne uncle se ishq hota ja raha hai.

Diaries poori parhne k bad mene unko wapas apni jaga per rakh diya. Or uncle ka kamra b achi tarah set ker diya. Ab uncle k anay ka mujhe shiddat se intazar tha. Pehle mujhe is bat ka gussa tha k uncle k anay per mujhe apna kamra chorna para hai, lekin ab me chahti thi k wo jald az jald pohonchain.

Kabhi mujhe gussa aa jata k mene unki diary Q parhi? Jis ki waja se me itni beqarar ho gai hoon. Agar mene unki diary naa parhi hoti to mujhe un k raazo k baray me pata naa hota or uncle k sath aram se din guzar leti jab tak wo apna ghar mukammal naa kerwa lete. To wahin doosri taraf mujhe acha lag raha tha or ye waja b pata chal chuki thi k Uncle mere kehne per ghar Q set kerwa rahay hain! Ghar k dar-o-deewar per meri batai hui cheezain lagwa rahay hain. Shayad mujh me unko apni khoi hui biwi Naheed nazar aa rahi hai.

khair un k pohonchne ka din b aa gya. Us din mere dil ki halat ajeeb thi. Darkan pehle se tez or hath thanday ho rahay thay. Jab k chehre pe paseena aa raha tha. Aise lag raha tha k me apne mehboob ka intazaar ker rahi hoon.

 

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Uncle wapas aa gaey. Mere dil me aisi khushi ho rahi thi jaise mera mehboob ghar aya ho. Mere gaal laal ho rahay thay. Ek sharam ki kaifiat thi. Meri ye saari tabdeeli uncle b mehsoos ker rahay thay or un k chehre pe halki halki muskurahat b thi.

Agli subha jab uncle ne sath chalne ka kaha. To me ek dun se harbara gai. Mene janay se mana ker diya to Mom ne mujhse kaha k me uncle k sath chali jaoon.

Khair ap bekabu dil ko sambhalti hui uncle k sath chalo gai. Uncle ne raaste me mujhse poocha.

Uncle: kia hua hira? Itni ghabra Q rahi ho?

Me: Nahi to. Aisi koi bat nahi.

Uncle: Me janta hoon. Tum Q ghabra rahi ho.

Me: Kia matlab? kia jante hain Ap?

Uncle: yei ki tum mujhe miss ker rahi thien.

Me: Nnn.. Nahi to... Mein bhala Apko Q miss keroon gi?

Uncle: Ye to tum b janti ho.

Khair me bilkul chup ho gai. Jab hum uncle k ghar pohonche to Uncle ne aisa kaha k jis se meri halat ek dum buri ho gai.

Uncle: Hira me janta hoon k tumne meri diaries parhi hain. Or tum ye b janti ho k mein Apni biwi ki pictures banata tha. Or ab dil hi dil me tumhari ye khuwahish hai k me tumhari pictures banaoon. Agar aisa hai to gari ki diggi me mene ek parcel rakha hai, wo le k andar aa jana. Warna khali hath aa jana.

Ye keh ker uncle gari se utar ker chale gaey. Me ek dum se heran pareshan baithi reh gai k Uncle ko kaise pata chala k mene unki diaries parhi hain! Or wo meri chupi khuwahish k baray me kaise andaza laga chukay hain. Me kafi der tak sochti rahi lekin mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Doosri taraf me ye soch rahi thi k na janay parcel me kia ho ga?

Me inhi sochon me gum thi. Mujhe wakt ka pata hi chala k mujhe ek ghante se ziada ho gya hai. Tabhi mere no per Api ki call aei.

Me: Hello

Api: Hello meri jan. Kaisi ho?

Me: Theek hoon Api. ap kaisi ho? Bhai kaise hain?

Api: me bilkul theek hoon. Tumhare bhai b theek hain. Tum sunao! Uncle k sath ghar set kerwa rahi ho?

Mene Api ki baat suni to ek dum se uncle ki batain zehen me aa gaein. Udhar se Api phone per hello hello ker rahi thien.

Me: G Api.

Api: kahan kho gaein?

Me: Kahin nahi. Bus aise hi. Acha Api! uncle bula rahay hain. Me phir Ap se baat keroon gi. bye

Api: Ok! Bye meri chanda. Apna khayal rakhna.

Ye keh ker Api ne phone rakh diya. Aisa pehli bar hua tha k mene Api se ziada lambi bat nahi ki thi. Warna pehle ghanta ghanta hamari batain chalti thien.

Me uncle ki bato ki sochte huay excited ho chuki thi. Isi liye mene faisla kiya k mujhe b apne dil ki sunni chahiye. Me dil ki tez dhadkan ko sambhalte huay gari se nikli, diggi me se box nikala or andar chali gai. Andar mujhe uncle ko dhoondna nahi para Q k me janti thi k wo apne room me mera intazar ker rahay hon gay. Meri umeed k mutabik wo apne new room me thay. Jahan abhi kam to mukamal nahi tha lekin privacy zaror thi. Mujhe kamre me ata dekh k uncle k chehre per muskurahat aa gai. Unki muskurahat tab or b ziada barh gai jab unho ne mere hath me parcel dekha.

Uncle: Thank u Hira! Thank u meri jan! Meri baat manne k liye.

Me sharam k maray chup chap sir jhukaey khari hui thi.

Uncle: Kuch to bolo Hira? Dekho me tumhare sath koi zabardasti nahi keroon ga. Agar tumhain ab b jana hai to tum ja sakti ho.

Me: (Jhuki nazro se uncle se sawal kerte huay) Apko kaise pata chala k Apki diaries mene parhi hain?

Uncle: (muskura ker) Q k mene hi wo diaries rakhi thien tumhare liye. Or iski waja tum janti ho. Or tumhare sawal ka jawab ye hai k mene diaries k kuch pages k darmiyan chote chote papers rakh ker mark lagaey thay. Or ab wo ghayab hain. Waise tum ne bht hoshiyari dikhaei k diaries ko wapas usi tarah rakh diya. Khair koi bat nahi. Ab to sab kuch saaf ho gya hai. Tum janti ho k me tumhain chahne laga hoon Q k tum me mujhe apni naheed dikhti hai.

Me: Aise kaise soch sakte hain Ap? me ap k dost ki beti hoon. Meri behen Apki bahu hai.

Uncle: Yei to sab se bari cheez hai jo mujhe agay barhne se rok rahi hai. Isi liye me tum se madad chahta hoon.

Me: Mujhse? Me bhala Apki kia madad ker sakti hoon?

Uncle: Haan! Tum madad ker sakti ho. Mujhe tumhari painting banani hai. Is liye is parcel k andar jo hai, wo pehen ker aa jao. Agar tum ab b mana ker do or yahan se jana chaho to me tumhain nahi roku ga.

Ye kehte huay Uncle k chehre per mayoosi chaa gai. Jo mujhe bilkul achi nahi lag rahi thi. Me dil hi dil me faisla ker chuki thi k me Painting banwa loon gi lekin Nangi painting nahi. Bal k mene kapre pehen rakhay hon gay.

Me: me painting banwaoo gi lekin meri ek shart hai.

Uncle: (khush ho ker) kia wakei? Tum painting banwaoo gi?

Me: Haan! Lekin meri shart sunn lein.

Uncle: (khush ho ker) jo tum kaho, mujhe manzoor hai.

Me: Mein apna dress nahi utaroon gi.

Uncle: Nahi! Tumhain apna dress utar ker is box me jo hai sirf wo pehenna ho ga. Mera wada hai k tumhain poora nanga nahi keroon ga. Lekin meri itni bat maan lo please. Ye me bht piyar se tumhare liye laya hoon.

Uncle ne umeed bhari nigahoon se mujhe dekha to me ne haan me sir hila diya. Uncle ne mujhe wahin change kerne ka kaha or khud bahar nikal gaey. Me ne wo packet khola to dekh k heran reh gai. Us me mere size ka red color ka lingerie set tha. Me ne ahista ahista apne kapre utare or wo dress pehen liya. Mujhe bht ajeeb lag raha tha. Red color ki Net stockings, red thong or us k sath short nighty. Jo khare hone par mere thighs tak aa rahi thi. Me sir jhuka ker ek taraf baith gai.

Thori der bad uncle kamre me aey to mujhe dekh k heran ho gaey. Me nai naweli dulhan ki tara



Uncle mujhe dekh ker ek dum se khush ho gaey.

Uncle: Thank u Hira! Thank u meri Jan. Tum bht piyari pag rahi ho. Tum nahi janti, tum meri kitni bari khuwahish ko poora kerne ja rahi ho.

Me: (Sharma ker) bus ker dein. Ab aise nahi dekhain mujhe. Ab jaldi se painting kerain warna me kapre pehenne lagi hoon.

Uncle: OK OK. Me abhi start kerta hoon. Tum aise hi baithna. Me tumhare ye rung painting per utarna chahta hoon.

Mene haan me sir hila diya or uncle meri painting banane lagay. Mein takreeban sham tak uncle k sath aise hi rahi, or wo mujhe paint kerte rahay. Is beech hum ne mil ker khana b khaya. Jab sham ko ghar janay lagay, tab uncle ne painting mukamal ki. Sara din uncle k samne is tarah pose kerne se ab mujhe itni sharam nahi aa rahi thi. Bal k ek alag excitement c feel ho rahi thi. Jab hum ghar pohonche to gari se utarne se pehle uncle ne kaha.

Uncle: Raat ko darwaza khula rakhna, jo hamare kamro k beech hai.

Or ye keh ker wo gari se utar gaey. Doosri taraf mein ye sochne lagi k uncle kia kerne wale hain ab...!

 

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Raat k khanay k bad hum apne kamre me aa gaey.

Uncle: Room ka darwaza band ker lo or hamare kamre k beech ka darwaza khol do. Me abhi ata hoon.

Mene haan me sir hila diya. Or sharma ker andar chali gai. Mujhe samajh nahi aa rahi thi k uncle kia kerne wale hain. Me apne kamre k andar gai to heran reh gai k uncle ne wahan ek dress rakha hai.

Dress kia tha, ek safaid shirt thi. Ek choti si skirt or sath me panty. Is k sath bra nahi thi. Shirt ka kapre itna patla nahi tha k sab nazar ata. Lekin usko pehen k sab se bari mushkil apne boobs per sajay nipples ko chupana tha. Us k sath hi uncle ka likha hua note para tha.

(Note: Me half hour me tumhain tayar dekhna chahta hoon. Tumhain sirf yei kapre pehenne hain. Is k elawa kuch b tumhare jism per nahi hona chahiye. Warna...! )

mujhe is bat ka achay se pata chal gya. K wo kia kehna chahte hain. Matlab saaf thaa k mujhe bra nahi pehenni thi. Uncle ka dominating personality mujhe pasand aya tha. Note me koi b baat aise nahi thi k wo mujhe request ker rahay hon. Bal k unho ne mujhe ek tarah se hukam diya tha. Mene uncle ki baat maan li or wo kapre pehen liye lekin me khud ko sheeshay me dekh k sharma



Q k shirt me phansay huay mere boobs or un per sajay nipple poori tarah se wazeh ho rahay thay. Jo k meri excitement ka saaf pata de rahay thay. Mene us k sath 0 number k glasses b laga liye. Ab mein ek perfect school girl lag rahi thi. Me dil me ik alag si ghabrahat or bechaini thi, pata nahi kia honay wala hai. Mujhe itna yakeen to tha k uncle meri marzi k bina kuch nahi karain gay. Lekin kia me khud ko rok sakoon gi? Me bina bra k dress pehen k hi itni excited ho gai thi. Kia me uncle ko rok paooo gi?

Thori der me darwazay per knock hui, jisay sunn ker mein apne hosh me wapas aie. Mene dono kamro k beech k darwazay ko dekha. Jo k unlock tha. To phir dastak dene ka maqsad kia hai? Uncle to andar aa sakte hain naa...! Lekin koi andar nahi aya. Ek bar phir se dastak hui. Me uth k darwazay k pas gai or dharaktay din k sath usko khol diya. Saamne uncle kharay thay, jo muskuratay huay mujhe dekh rahay thay. Me unki nazro ka samna naa kerte huay neeche dekhne lagi. Jab thori der tak unho ne koi harkat nahi ki to me darwaza khula chor ker apne bed ki taraf aa gai. Mere peeche peeche uncle b mere room me aa gaey. Me unki nazrain saaf mehsoos ker rahi thi k wo meri gol matol gand ko dekh rahay hain.

Uncle: Wah kitni piyari lag rahi ho? Bilkul meri Biwi Naheed ki tarah.

Mujhe uncle ki tareef pasand aei lekin apna muqabla unki marhoom biwi se kerna mujhe pasand nahi aya. Mere chehre ki taraf dekh ker uncle ko b is cheez ka ehsas ho gya k unho ne ghalat bol diya hai.

Uncle: Sorry! Plz mujhse naraz nahi hona. Tum bht bht piyari lag rahi ho. Dil kerta hai k....

Me: (beikhtiyar boli) kia dil kerta hai???

Uncle: Dil kerta hai k abhi tumhain bed per lita ker dher sara piyar keroon.

Uncle ki baat sunn ker meri chehre per sharam or haya ki lali dor gai. Uncle mere bilkul qareeb aa gaey. Itne qareeb k unki saansain mujhe apni saanso k sath mehsoos ho rahi thien.
Uncle: tum kitni khubsurat, kitni masoom ho. Kia tum mujhe ek cheez ki ijazat de sakti ho?

Me: kis cheez ki ijazat?

Uncle: Mujhe tumhari gori gori gol matol gand dekhni hai.

Me: Ye Ap kia keh rahay hain? Ap hosh me to hain?

Uncle: Mein bilkul hosh me hoon. Please mujhe ek bar dekhne do. Warna me pagal ho jaoon ga. Me tum se wada kerta hoon k is k elawa kuch nhi keroon ga. Please meri khuwahish poori ker do.

Me ek dum pareshan ho gai. Abhi me id soch me hi thi k


Uncle meri gori gand ko dekh ker apne hosh kho chukay thay. Mene jab apne Apko un se churanay ki koshish ki to un se bardasht naa hua. Unho ne ek jhatke se meri panty ko jhatka diya jo k phatt ker un k hath me aa gai.

Uncle: (Meri panty ko soongh ker) wah kia khushbu hai meri jaan. Tumhari panty b geeli ho rahi hai. Yani tum b is sab ko enjoy ker rahi ho.

Me: G nhi! Me bilkul enjoy nhi ker rahi.(jo k bilkul jhoot tha) Ab chorain mujhe.

Uncle ne mujhe apni taraf ghumaya or panty k geelay hissay ko mere moo rakh ker mujhe kiss kerna shuru ker diya.

Ye pehla moka tha k mein apna pani taste ker rahi thi. Sath hi uncle mujhe jo kiss ker rahay thay, us se mere jism me alag sa nasha chata ja raha tha. Kuch der bad uncle ne mujhe chor diya. Or meri panty ko poora mere moo me daal diya.

Uncle: Ab me ja raha hoon. Ye parcel hai. Is me wo dress hai jo tumne kal painting banwatay huay pehenna hai. Or haan! Ye panty subha tak tumhare moo me rahay gi. Isko nikalna nhi.

Mene uncle ki baat per haan me sir hila diya. Uncle usi darwazay se apne kamre me chale gaey. Tab k mein tezi se darwazay k pas pohonchi or usko lock ker k wahin taik laga k khari ho gai or apni tez sanso ko sambhalne lagi. Tabhi meri nazar parcel per pari. Jab usko khola to us k andar jo tha, wo dekh ker meri aankhain khuli ki khuli reh gaein.



Ye dress kia tha, ek black color ka kapra hi tha. Jo k mushkil se choot or gand ko hi dhakta tha. Is dress k sath bra or panties pehenne ka to sawal hi paida nhi hota tha. Me soch me parr gai. Mene ye decide kiya k mein is dress me apni painting nhi banwaoo gi. Lekin me kia uncle ko mana ker sakti hoon?????

 

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Agle din hum dono tayar jo k ghar se nikle. Aj hamain pehle tiles ko select kerna tha. Us k bad ghar jana tha. Is liye hum zara der se nikle. Q k markets 11 bje k bad khulti hain. Uncle ki instructions per mene shirt k sath skirt pehen li. Shirt kafi hadd tak jism se chipki hui thi. Lekin kahin se b buri nahi lag rahi thi.


Mene dress k sath high heels pehen rakhi thi. Jis se me ek perfect secretary lag rahi thi. Or haqeeqat b yei thi. Me ek assistance ya ek secretary ki tarah her kam me uncle ki madad ker rahi thi. Ye bat alag thi k unki demand kuch alag b thi. Khair hum log saman le k 4pm ghar pohonche. Hum kafi thak chukay thay is liye aram kerne k liye ek taraf baith gaey. Me be khayali me is tarah baithi k mere boobs k oper ka hissa or cleavage uncle ko saaf nazar aa raha tha. Jis ko bhooki nazro se dekh rahay thay. Bal k apni aankho ko thanda ker rahay thay.

Mujhe jab is ka ehsas hua k uncle kia dekh rahay hain. To mene sharminda hotay huay khud ko chupana chaha.

Uncle: Aise hi baithi raho na. Me sirf dekh raha hoon. Kuch ker to nahi raha naaa...!

Me: Lekin....!

Uncle: Lekin wekin kuch nahi. Please meri request samajh k maan jao.



Uncle k saamne mujhe aise baithne me sharam aa rahi thi. Jab ki meri aadhi se ziada janghain or aadhay boobs unko nazar aa rahay thay. Lekin me waise hi baithi rahi. Jab 5:30 bje mazdoor chale gaey to hum b ghar wapas aa gaey.

Agle din mene ek loose top pehna or neeche Jeans. Jaise aam tor per modern larkiyan pehenti hain. Lekin is dress me ek problem b thi. Wo ye k shoulder wide hone ki waja se is k sath bra buri lagti thi. Is lie me ye dress nahi pehenna chahti thi. So mene uncle ko samjhanay ki koshish ki.



Jab mene yei bat uncle se ki k me bina bra k ye dress nahi pehen sakti. To wo thora gussay me aa gaey.

Uncle: Tum woi kero gi jo me kahoon ga. Samjhi!

Me: G Uncle. Par ye dress.

Uncle: par war kuch nahi. Tumhain ye dress aise hi pehenna hai jaise mene kaha.

Me: Please Uncle.

Uncle: (thora gussay me mere gala pakar ker) Tum ne kaha tha k tum meri her baat mano gi. Sahi kaha naa.

Me bari mushkil se muskuratay huay apni gardan haan me hila saki.


Uncle: To phir ye behes yahin khatam. Ab jaldi kero. Mujhe wahan ja k tumhari ek or painting banani hai.

Me: Kia Aj b?

Uncle: Haan. Aj dress or pose dono alag hon gay.

uncle ye keh ker mere qareeb atay hain. Or mere kaan me kehte hain.

Uncle: Mujhe disappoint matt kerna. Samajh gaien?

Me: Jee theek hai.

Uncle: bht achay. Mujhe tum se yei umeed thi.

Tab uncle apne room me chale jatay hain. Or mein apni garam choot ko sambhalne ki koshish kerne lagti hoon. Aise lag raha tha jaise meri choot me angaray jal rahay hain or ye aag mujhe jala dalay gi.


Hum jab uncle k ghar gaey to Aj unho ne mujhe ek patli si safaid shirt di pehenne k lie.

Me: Uncle ye me nahi pehen sakti. Ye to bilkul patli hai.

Uncle: Tumhain pehenni ho gi.

Me: Lekin apne wada kiya tha k ap meri marzi k khilaf kuch nahi karain gay.

Uncle: To me tumhari marzi k khilaf kahan kuch ker raha hoon? Me to kapre pehenne ka keh raha hoon. Me tumhain sirf dekhna chahta hoon. Lekin tumhara faida nahi uthaoo ga. I promiss.

Khair mene uncle k minnat samajat kerne per wo shirt pehen li. Us me mere boobs or us per sajay nipple saaf nazar aa rahay thay. Jab k us k sath b ek bilkul patla sa Short tha. Me jab ye dress pehen ker aie to uncle ki aankhain phatti ki phatti reh gaein. Unki awaz b jaise kahin ghayab ho gai thi. Me agay se shirt khench rahi thi k kisi tarah ye shirt neeche ho jaey.


Uncle: Agar tum shirt ko aise khencho gi to ye phatt jaey gi.

Me: Please Uncle! Mujhe bht sharam aa rahi hai. Mujhe change kerne dein.

Uncle: Nahi! Tum change nahi kero gi jab tak mein tumhari picture nahi bana leta. Chalo ab sofa per bend ho jao. Ta k mein shuru keroon.



Me uncle ki baat mantay huay aagay ki taraf jhuk gai. Meri zalim gand bahar ki or nikal aei. Jo k uncle ko halat kharab ker rahi thi. Or is ka andaza mujhe is tarah ho raha tha k uncle k pajamay k andar hoti hulchul saaf nazar aa rahi thi. Or yei nahi! Uncle bar bar mujhe dekhte huay apna lund madal rahay thay.

Jab picture mukamal hui. Tab tak meri kamar dard kerne lagi thi. Or doosri janib uncle ka lund b kharay kharay dard kerne laga ho ga. Q k mujhe andaza tha k mere dress or phir is qadar zalim pose ne uncle ki halat poori tarah kharab ker di hai. Painting mukamal kerne k bad uncle agay barhay or mujhe pakar ker bistar per lita diya. Or mujhe Kiss kerne lagay.

uncle bhookay bhediye ki tarah meri gardan or aas paas k hisay ko chus chat rahay thay. Jaise sadiyo se bhookay hon. Or wo b such per thay, aakhir kon mard ek aadhi nangi jawan larki ko dekh ker khud per qaboo ker sakta hai.



Me: aaaahhhh... nahi! Kia ker rahay hain Uncle. Aaaaahhhh... pppllllleeeeaaassseee ruuukkkkkkk jaaeeeiiiyyeee.. aaaahhh... uncle.... oooohhhh.

Uncle kafi der tak mujhe chooste rahay. Is sab k doran unho ne ek bar b mere honto ko nahi chusa. Mujhe bohot mayoosi hui. Lekin phir wo ruk gaey.

Uncle: Hira! I m so sorry. Mujhe ghalti hui. Please mujhe maaf ker do.

Me idhar apni tez saanso or geeli ho chuki garam chut ko sambhalne ki koshish ker rahi thi. Me ab chahti thi k uncle agay barhain. Lekin un k is tarah rukk janay se mujhe bht mayoosi hui.

Me: Kia ho gya tha apko? Aise krte hain kia? Ap ne mujhse wada kiya tha.

uncle: mujhe mera wada achi tarah yaad hai. Is liye mein ruk gya hoon. Or tum se maafi b mang raha hoon. Please!

Me: Lekin Apko hua kia tha?

Uncle: mujhe tumhari is khubsurti ne deewana bana diya hai. Is liye khud per control nahi ker saka. Please meri ghalti samajh ker mujhe maaf ker do.

Me: (sharma ker) acha chalain chorain. Ab ghar chalte hain. Der ho rahi hai.

Uncle: Kia me ek bar tumhare honto ka rass pi sakta hoon.?

Me: G nahi! Ab ghar chalain. Mom or Dad pareshan hon gay.
Uncle bojhal mann k sath tayar huay or hum ghar aa gaey. Uncle ne agle din mujhe ek transparent sleeveless shirt di pehenne k liye. Jo k kuch b nahi chupa rahi thi.

Me: Ap pagal hain? Ye me kisi sorat nahi pehen sakti.

Uncle: befikar raho. Is k oper ye doosri shirt pehno or chalo. Jab gari me beitho gi to oper wali shirt khol lena.

Me: Lekin!

Uncle: lekin kia? Dekho me tumhari bat manta hoon. Kal b tumhare kehne per mein ruk gya. Ab tum meri bat mano.

Uncle k kehne per mene jeans k sath black transparent shirt pehen li or us k oper ek moti shirt pehen li. Nashte k lie hum sandwitch le ker nikle. Raaste me uncle k bar bar kehne per mene shirt k botton khol diye.



Ab mere boobs poori aab o tab k sath uncle ki nazro k samne thay. Muje darr tha k koi dekh na le. Is liye me bar bar idhar udhar dekh rahi thi. Lekin raah chalte traffic me kisi ko nahi pata tha k is gari me ek aadhi nangi larki apne baap k dost ko nazare kerwati hui apni manzil janib barh rahi hai. Ye mere liye ek or thrilling experience tha.

Jab uncle k room me hum log aey to unho ne usi tarah meri picture banai.


Mere boobs bilkul saaf tor per nazar aa rahay thay. Mujhe khud per herat ho rahi thi k ab mujhe is sab me maza aa raha tha. Meri chut her wakt geeli rehne lagi thi. Jab k uncle ki batain yad kerte meri raatain beet rahi thien. Yahan tak k khuwab me b mujhe uncle ka chehra nazar ata. Jo mujhe randiyo ki tarah chod rahay hotay.

Mein uncle ki randi hi to thi. Q k ek shareef larki kabhi b kisi ajnabi k samne is tarah k kapre nahi pehenti. Baap ka dost to ek taraf.

Raat ka na janay kon sa peher tha jab me sukoon se so rahi thi. K mujhe laga jaise koi darwazay per dastak de raha hai. Me aankhain malti hui uthi.


Us wakt mene ek blue long nighty pehen rakhi thi. Or us k neeche ek safaid panty. k almost sab botton raat ko sotay huay khul gaey thay. Uncle darwazay per daatak de rahay thay. Unho ne mujhe darwaza kholne ka kaha. Jab me darwaza khola to wo mujhe almost poori nangi dekh k herat zada reh gaey.

Uncle ne agay barh ker ek jhatkay me meri nighty ko phaar diya. Mere tanay huay goray goray boobs pehli baar poori tarah se open ho ker uncle ki nazro k samne aa gaey. Halan k pehle b uncle ne mere almost nangay boobs dekhay thay. Lekin us wakt b un per baraey naam kapra hota tha. Lekin ab ki bar wo poori tarah se unki aankho k samne khulay paray thay.



Sirf yei nahi uncle ne meri panty ko b neeche khench diya. Jab tak mujhe hosh aya tak tak bht der ho chuki thi. Uncle meri chuki gori chut or sir tanay huay gol gol boobs ko jee bhar ker dekh chukay thay.

Me: (apne boobs or chut ko hatho se chupa kr) ye kia battameezi hai Uncle.!

Uncle: Please jan! Aj mujhe mat roko. Me marr jaoo ga tumhare bina. Me janta hoon tum b mujhe chahti ho, or ye b k mein tumhain poyar keroon. Please! Khud ko hamare is poyar me beh janay do.

Ye keh ker uncle agay barhay or mujhe bed per dhakel diya. Uncle mere oper sawar ho gaey or mujhe kiss kerne lagay.


Kab hamare honth mile or kab me unka sath dene lagi, is cheez ka mujhe zara b ehsas naa hua. Na janay kab tak hum ek doosre me khoay rahay.

Hum dono ka ek doosre se alag honay ka bilkul b dil nahi ker raha tha.

 

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Bht der tak kissing k bad uncle mujh se alag huay. Me tez tez saans le rahi thi. Mere boobs b oper neeche ho rahay thay. Jab k chut me geela pan barhta ja raha tha.
Me: (gussay se) ye kia harkat hai?

Uncle: Me to bus tumhari aankho me utre is nashay ko dekhna chahta tha, is liye aisa kiya.

Uncle ki ye baat sunte hi meri aankhain sharam se jhuk gaein or chehre pe haya ki lali chaa gai. Or halki si muskurahat honto pe phel gai. Mera gussa ek dum se ghayab ho chuka tha.

Me: (banawti gussay se) ainda kabhi aisa nahi kerna. Ab jaein apne kamre me. Mujhe rest kerne dein.

Mujhe shadeed herat hui jab uncle chup chap uth k mere kamre se apne kamre me chale gaey. Me unko rokna chahti thi lekin sharam o haya k hatho majboor thi. Is liye mene hnko nahi roka. Me bht der tak jagti rahi. Neend me b uncle bar bar aa ker mujhe cherte rahay. Jab subha hui to mein ye dekh k heran reh gai k mera hath meri chut per tha jo bht ziada pani chor rahi thi.

Mene jaldi se apni chut se hath hataya or bathroom chali gai. Jahan mene apne jism ki barhti aag ko pani se thanda kerne ki koshish kerne lagi. Ek bar phir mujhe Uncle ki yad anay lagi. Jaise wo kal mujhe kiss ker rahay thay. Tabhi mujhe Mummy ki awaz aei jo mujhe nashte k liye bula rahi thien. Me jaldi se fresh hui or nashte ki table per aa gai.

Uncle wahan pehle se baithe thay or Dad se batain ker rahay thay. Aise lag raha tha jaise sab kuch normal hai siwaey mere. Mere andar kafi kuch badal chuka tha. Pehle jo sharam thi, uski jaga ab ahista ahista excitement ne le li thi. Khair! Hum ne chup chap nashta kia or ghar se chal paray.

Uncle: Batao meri jan! Raat ko sukoon se neend aei?

Me uncle ki bat achay se samajh rahi thi. Lekin iska koi jawab naa dena munasib samjha.

Uncle: kia hua? Chup Q ho?

Me: kuch nahi.

Uncle: to phir! Meri koi harkat buri lagi?

Me: (be sakhta boli) agar aisi bat hoti to mein ap k sath nahi ati. ( ye bol k mein bht pachtai. Yani mene uncle k samne ye maan liya tha k unki shaitaniyan mujhe achi lagti hain.)

Uncle meri sunn ker muskuranay lagay.

Uncle: Acha! To is ka matlab hai k me jab chahay harkatain ker sakta hoon.

Me chup chap khirki se bahar dekhne lagi. Mere dil ki dharkan ek bar phir betarteeb ho chuki thi or chut me b geelapan aa chuka tha. Khair isi tarah masti, mazak kerte hum uncle k ghar pohonch gaey. Jahan hum ne oper k portion me honay wale kam ka jaiza liya or phir hum apni secret jaga per aa gaey. Aj uncle me mujhe ek black color ki short nightie di. Jis k andar se mera poora jism nazar aa raha tha. Uncle ne mujhe pose samjhaya or us k bad painting shuru ker di.


Me high heels pehne side pose me khari thi. Uncle meri pic bana rahay thay. Jab wo pic bana chukay to aram se mere peeche se aey or mujhe baaho me bhar k mere boobs dabatay huay kiss kerne lagay.

Me: aaaaahhhh.. kia ker rahay hain. Aaaahhhh... pppllllzzzzz koi dekh le ga. Aaaaaahhhh.... nahi...!
Uncle: Meri jan! Tum bht khubsurat ho. Or bht meethi b. Mujhe apni taraf bulati hai tumhari ye jawani. Me tumhara deewana hota jaaa raha hoon.

Me: aaaahhh.. pppplllzzzz ruuuukkkk jaeiye... mmmmmmm....



Lekin uncle to jaise sunn hi nahi rahay thay. Bht der tak wo mujhe kiss kerte rahay. Phir unho ne mujhe chor diya. Lekin ab me chahti thi k uncle mujhe or piyar karain. Lekin haey re qismat. Uncle meri chut ko garam ker rahay thay. Lekin us se agay nahi barh rahay thay.

Kabhi mein chahti k uncle agay na barhain to wo meri ek naa chalne dete. Or jab me chahti k wo naa rukain to wo mujhe garam chut k sath piyasa chor dete.



Aisa hi us raat b hua jab me ne ek patli si safaid shirt pehen rakhi thi. Jis k neeche ek choti si panty thi. Mujhe umeed thi k uncle aein gay lekin uncle thay k anay ka naam nahi le rahay thay. Me ne darwazay se jhank k dekha to uncle so rahay thay.

Me: (gussay me apne aap se) haey! Kia keroon me inka. Mujhe garam ker dete hain lekin manzil tak nahi pohonchne dete. Apni marzi ho to pas atay hain. Mera koi ehsas hi nahi k me kia chahti hoon.


Aakhir mene socha k jism ki aag ko kam karne ka tareeka hai k naha liya jaey. Me nahana k woi patli shirt pehen ker apne kamre me aa gai. Jahan mujhe herat ka shadeed dhakka laga. Q k mere bed per uncle baithe huay thay. Or meri taraf dekh ker muskura rahay thay.

Uncle: kia baat hai meri Jan! Is wakt nahaya ja raha hai? Mujhe bula liya hota to sath me naha lete.

Me: G nahi! Aisi bat nahi. Mujhe garmi lag rahi thi to is liye nahai.

Uncle: G G! Mujhe pata hai tumhain garmi charhi hui hai. Aakhir tumhari jawani kuch to gull khilaey gi naa.

Uncle k moo se aisi khuli bato sunn ker meri aag ek bar phir se bharakne lagi.

Me: Ap yahan kia kerne aey hain?

Uncle: (mere qareeb atay huay) tum se milne aya hoon meri jan.

Or ye keh ker uncle ne mujhe baaho me bhar liya or mujhe kiss kerne lagay.


Me: uuuummmmm.... ye ghalat hai. Uuuuummmm...

uncle: kuch ghalat nahi hai. Ye hamara piyar hai. Uuuuuummmmm....!

Me: plz chor dijiye mujhe.

Uncle: nahi chor sakta me tumhain. Uuuummmm... tum meri jan ho. Aaaaammmmm....

Ye keh ker uncle ne meri patli shirt kk utar diya. Or meri panty k oper se meri choot se khelne lagay. Pata nahi mujhe kia hua. Mene apni panty b neeche sarka di.

Uncle ne b apne kapre utar diye or mujhe shower k neeche la ker khara ker diya. Uncle meri choot se khelte huay mujhe kiss ker rahay thay.


Shower ka pani b mere jism me lagi aag ko kam kerne me nakam tha. Uncle meri chut se khelte huay mere clit ko masal rahay thay. Me orgasm ki taraf barhti chali ja rahi thi. Or un k honto ko chus or kaat rahi thi. Mujhe koi hosh naa tha, naa apni halat ka. Naa apni izzat ka. Ek toofan e lazat tha jo mere dimagh per chaya hua tha. Or mein us me doob ker apne baap k dost se bujhana chah rahi thi.

Tabhi ek cheekh k sath mein jhar gai. Meri chut se dher sara pani nikla. Mujhe aise laga jaise ye orgasm kabhi khatam nahi ho ga. Meri taango me jaan khatam ho gai or aankho k aagay b andhera chaa gya. Or me uncle ki baho me jhool gai.ye meri life ka sab se pehle or bht intense orgasm tha. Jis ne mujhe lazzat or mazay me itna agay dhakela k mein behosh ho gai.

uncle ne mujhe mere kamre me bistar per lita diya or khud apne room me chale gaey. Me usi tarah nangi apne bistar me so rahi thi. Or sapne me dekh rahi thi k mein uncle ki godi me baithi unko kiss ker rahi hoon. Jaise me unki rakhail hoon.


Agle din jab hum ghar se nikle to mujhe bht sharam aa rahi thi. Reh reh k raat wala scene yaad aa raha tha. Jab uncle ne meri chut me ungli ki thi. Yei nahi, unho ne poori tarah mujhe nanga dekh liya tha. Or ye sab is waja se hua k uncle ne mujhe itna garam ker diya k mein khud per control nahi rakh pai. Khair jo hona tha wo ho chuka. Aj uncle mujhe apne ghar nahi le k ja rahay thay. Bal k unka rukh sheher se bahar jane wale raaste per tha.

Me: kahan ja rahay hain? Aj ghar nahi jana?

Uncle: Tumhain ghar jana hai kia? (Yani uncle k ghar)

Me: nnnn... nahi to. Me to bus waise hi...

Uncle: Aj tumhain mein dost k farm house per le ja raha hoon. Wahan tumhari pic banaoo ga. Khule mahol me.

Me: Kia matlab?

Uncle: Matlab ye k meri jan. Mere dost ka 4Acre pe bana hua farm house hai, jo bilkul safe hai. Wahan sirf gate keeper hai. To soch raha hoon k tumhari pehli Full nude picture wahin banaoon.

Me: Ap pagal hain kia? Me aisa kabhi nhi keroon gi.

Uncle: Meri jan! Me tumhain guarantee deta hoon k hamare siwa waha koi nhi ho ga. Befikar raho.

Lekin mein phir b nhi mani. Aakhir uncle ki bht minnat kerne k bad me is shart per razi hui k wahan ja k pehle achi tarah jaiza loon gi. Agar wo jaga safe hui to mein sochoon gi.

ek ghante bad hum un k dost k farm house pohonch gaey. Ye bht bara farm house tha. Jis k charo taraf khet, darmiyan me single road or ek taraf bara sa ghar bana hua tha, jis k sath swimming pool b tha. Jab hum ghar k andar gaey to wahan poori khamoshi thi.

Bht sochne k bad mene apne saare kapre utar diye. Aakhir uncle k saamne mein nangi to ho hi chuki thi. Or kahin na kahin mein b is khulay mahol ka maza b lena chahti thi.


mere jism per pairo me unchi heel k elawa kuch naa tha. Thandi thandi hawa mere poore badan ko chum rahi thi. Aisa lag raha tha k mein hawao me uurr rahi hoon. ( her larki ko ek bar try kerna chahiye, jab hawa ap k jism ko choom ker nikalti hai to ek ajeeb sa maza ek ajeeb si lazzat mehsoos hoti hai)

Me b is ko khud enjoy ker rahi thi. Uncle or mein sham tak wahin rahay. Jab me gari me baithne lagi to uncle ne mujhe ek bar phir kiss kerna shuru ker diya. Unho ne mujhe car ki pichli seat per lita diya or mujhe chumne lagay. Wo poore kapro me thay jab k me ab tak nangi thi. Ab ki baar me b sharam haya ko side per rakh ker unka bharpur sath de rahi thi.

Kiss kerte kerte unho ne mere pait ko chumna shuru ker diya. Wo mere nabhi se le ker boobs tak k hissay ko chaat rahay thay. Or mein ek naey mazay, ek naey ehsas me doobi hui thi. Uncle ek mature admi hain, unko pata tha k larki ko kaise garam kiya jata hai. Or wo mujhe her roz naey tareekay se garam kiye ja rahay thay.

Doosri taraf Ab mein kisi b bat ki parwa nahi ker rahi thi. Me apne apko uncle k hawale kerna chah rahi thi. K uncle mujhe masal dalain, meri jawani loot lain. Lekin uncle mujhe tarpa rahay thay. Unho ne abhi tak meri chut or mere boobs ko nahi chua tha. Lekin meri chut bhar bhar ker pani chor rahi thi, jis se car ki seat geeli ho rahi thi.

Lekin phir uncle ek dum ruk gaey. Mene sawaliya nazro se unko dekha to unho ne kaha.

Uncle: Chalo! Der ho rahi hai. Kapre pehen lo.

Me: Lekin...!

Uncle: (meri aankho me dekh ker) Me janta hoon tum kia chahti ho. Thora sa sabar kero. Phir tumhain wo mil jaey ga, jis ki tumhari khuwahish hai. Abhi ghar chalain

Haey re meri qismat! Ek bar phir garam chut per dhoka ho gya. Me chah rahi thi k uncle abhi meri jawani loot lain or meri chut me apna lund daal ker us per apni mohr laga dein. Lekin ek bar phir mein piyasi reh gaei. Mujhe sakht gussa aa raha tha, pata nahi khud per ya uncle per. Khud per is liye k me itne jaldi Q behek jati hoon? Or uncle per is liye k wo agay nahi barh rahay.

khair hum ghar wapas aa gaey. Ek bar phir thanday pani se mene jism ki garmi kam kerne ki koshish ki.

Agle din subha hum tayar ho ker uncle k ghar aa gaey. Unho ne mujhe poora nanga sofay per litaya or hatho se sofay ki back pakarne ko kaha. Or bananay lagay tasweer.


Me uncle k samne itni expose ho chuki thi k ab mujhe koi masla nahi tha. Me aram se laiti hui uncle ki taraf dekh rahi thi. Or mann hi mann ye soch rahi thi! K ye kaisa insan hai. Jis k samne jawan nangi larki leti hai or ye kuch ker nahi rahay. Jab me khud ko or inko rokti hoon to ye mujhe bebas ker dete hain. Jab me chahti hoon k ye agay barhain to ye agay nahi barhtay.

Tasweer banany k bad uncle ek bar phir mere oper jhuk gaey. Is bar rukne k bajaey mene un ka bharpur sath diya. Ek romantic kiss k bad uncle ahista ahista neeche ki or janay lagay. Aj uncle ne apne kapre b utar phainkay thay. Mujhe ehsas ho gya k shayad wo ghari aa gai hai, jis k liye mein tarap rahi hoon. Aj uncle mujhe apni rakhael bana hi lein gay. Q k zahir hai na to mein unki biwi thi or Naa hi girl friend. Aakhir uncle meri chut k pas pohonch gaey.

Uncle: ( meri chut ko dekhte huay) kitni piyari hai tumhari chut. Dil kerta hai khaa jaoon.

Or is k sath hi unho ne meri chut per apna moo laga diya.


Me ek dum se tarap gai. Uncle ki zaban meri chut se lagtay hi mein aahain bharne lagi. Aaaaahhhhh... oooohhhh... uuuunnnccclleeeee... aaaaaahhhh... kiaaaa kerrr rahay hainnnn.... pppllllzzzzz naaaa karaainnn...

Me apni kamar zor zor se hilatay huay unko door kerne lagi. Lekin iska uncle hi ko faida ho raha tha. Wo meri chut ko mazay se chaattay ja rahay thay.

Uncle: Tumhari chut ka pani bht mazaydar hai. Dil kerta hai peeta rhoon.

Me: aaahhh.. plz uncle naa karain. Me is lazzat se maarrr jaooo gi.

Uncle: Nahi meri jan! Abhi to tumhare jeenay k din shuru huay hain. Tum is pal ko enjoy kero bus. Or mujhe mera kam kerne do.

Ye keh ker uncle wapas meri chut per jhuk gaey or zor o shor se chatne lagay. Meri aaahain unko or ziada excite ker rahi thien. Kafi der tak meri chut ka rass peene k bad uncle hatay. Masti se meri aankhain band thien.

Uncle ne mujhe utha k bithaya or mere hotho per kiss kerne lagay. Or mere hath me apna lund pakra diya. Unka lund jalta angara bana hua tha. Jo meri muthi me b pora nahi aa raha tha. Or bht lamba tha.



uncle: isko hilao meri jan. Ahista ahista.

Me uncle k kehne per un k lund per apne hath chalane lagi. Ab ki bar uncle masti bhari awazain nikal rahay thay. Or sath sath mujhe kiss b ker rahay thay.

Uncle: aaahhh.. aise hi meri jan. Aise hi hilaoo mere lund ko. Tum kamal ho meri jan. Aaaaahhhh... meri qismat kitni achi hai k mujhe itni piyari larki mili hai. Aaaahhhhh.... uuuummmmm....

Me or uncle kiss me doobay huay thay. Uncle kabhi mere baalo kk sehlatay, kabhi kamar per hath pherte to kabhi mere boobs ko sehlatay.

Uncle: Isko moo me b lo na jaaan.

Me: me nahi le sakti.

Uncle: Q?

Me: Mujhe nahi ata.

Uncle: me sikhaooon to lo gi moo me?

Me ek dum se soch me par gai k kia mujhe uncle ka lund moo me lena chahiye? Pata nahi kaisa lagay ga? Mujhe acha nahi lagay ga, mana ker deti hoon. Lekin tabhi dimagh me khayal aya k uncle ne mujhe itna maza diya hai. Aakhir unko b maza dene ka haqq banta hai. Yei sochte huay mene haaan me sir hila diya. Mere haan kehne per uncle khush ho gaey.


Uncle ne mujhe neeche bitha diya or mere moo me apni do ungliyan daal dien.

Uncle: inko aise chuso jaise tumhari manpasand cheez hai. Chocolate ya icecream.

Me unki baat mantay huay unki ungliyan chusne lagi. Ahista ahista unki ungliyan me aram se galay tak utarne lagi. Kabhi kabhi mujhe khansi b aa jati. Lekin uncle mujhe adjust hone ka moka de rahay thay. Or unho ne abhi tak apna lund mere moo me nahi dala tha.

To be Continued...!