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aaah mera muna apni muniya ki talaash main hai. Please help me

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मस्त गुलाबी थंडी, रात्रीची वेळ , पांघरुणात मादक , कमनीय बांधा आणि गच्च भरलेली नागडी आणि माजावर आलेली बायको.. वा.... काल रात्री बायकोला यथेच्छ चोळली ,,,, तिचे बॉल कुस्करले ,,, नंतर तिची बोंडे चोखली,,,,, माझ्या लवाड्याशी आणि गोट्यांशी ती छान खेळत होती त्या वेळी मी तिच्या गरम पुच्चीत माझी दोन बोटे घातली आणि खसा खसा आत बाहेर करू लागलो आणि त्या बरोबर तिने तिचे डोळे अर्धवट मिटले आणि गरम श्वास सोडत गांड खालीवर करत माझ्या बोटांच्या हालचालीला सुरेख साथ देऊ लागली,,, मी तिचा " मदन मणी " म्हणजेच तिचा " दाणा " अंगठा व शेजारच्या बोटांनी कचकन दाबला आणि गौरीने म्हणजेच माझ्या बायकोने तोंडातून चमत्कारिक आवाज काढले आं वूउ व्वॊओ आणि मला करकचून मिठी मारली आणि किती तरी वेळ आम्ही ओठात ओठ घालून दीर्घ चुंबन घेत होतो ,,,,,, मग मी उठलो आणि तिचे केस एका हाताने पकडले आणि माझा जाडजूड झालेला बुल्ला तिच्या तोंडात दिला गौरीने माझा बुल्ला आणि गोट्यांना छान पैकी चोको करून दिले ,,,, मग मी तिला पाठीवर झोपवले आणि तिच्या केळीच्या सोपटा सारख्या गच्च मांड्या लांब fakavalya त्या mule तिची गरम गुलाबी पुच्ची पूर्ण पणे फाकली आणि त्या जादूच्या भोकात मी माझी जीभ खोलवर आत घातली आणि माझी जीभ आत बाहेर करू लागलो ,,,, गौरी पूर्ण पणे वेडी झाली आणि अर्धवट डोळे मिटून माझ्या नावाने बरळत सुटली "" अरे शिर्या नाही सहन होत आता प्लीज झव न मला ,,,,, माझ्या शोना प्लीज फाडून टाक माझी पुच्ची ,,,,,, पाया पडते रे माझ्या राजा ,,, प्लीज प्लीज प्लीज ,,,, झव न मला,,
मला तिची दया आली मी तिला बेड वर ओणवी केली आणि तिच्या टरबुजा सारख्या गच्च गांडीवर फाड फाड चापट्या हाणल्या य्हाचे कारण असे कि गौरीची गोरी गांड लाल लाल होई पर्यंत सडकली कि ती जास्त तापते आणि फुल रेस्पोंस देते. काल हि असेच झाले . गौरीची गांड लाल लाल होई पर्यंत सडकली आणि डॉग शॉट मारण्या साठी तिच्या गरम पुच्चीत बुल्ला सरला आणि मी तिला झवण्या आइवजि तीच तिची गच्च गांड जोरजोरात पुढे मागे करून मला झवू लागली.मी पण चेकाळलो आणि तिची कंबर घट्ट पकडून माझ्या जाडजूड बुल्ल्याचे फटके तिच्या पुच्चीत गचागच मारले आणि थोड्या वेळानी माझ्या गरम गरम चिकाची धार तिच्या पुच्चीत सोडली तेव्हा कोठे माझ्या खाजाळू गौरी नावाच्या बायकोची पुच्ची थोड्या वेळा साठी शांत झाली.

त्या नंतर थोडा वेळ विश्रांती घेऊन आई घाल्या गौरीला पुन्हा २ वेळा चोळली , घासली , दाबली , रगडली , चेचलि तेव्हा कुठे ती मदर्चोत बाई शांत झाली आणि माझ्या मिठीत झोपली ,,, मी बराच वेळ तिचे भरगच्च बॉल कुस्करत होतो नंतर कधी झोप लागली ते कळलच नाही.

एकंदरीत बायकोला झवण्याचा कार्यक्रम मस्तच झाला !!!!!!!!!!!

Mayray munay ki muniya kahan hai

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নতুন একটি বড় গল্প লিখছিলাম গত কদিন যাবৎ। কাহিনী বেশ কিছুদুর এগিয়েছে, তাই ভাবলাম এবার বুঝি পাঠকদের জন্য উন্মুক্ত করা যায় প্রাথমিক অংশটুকু।

গল্পে যাবার আগে কিছু ব্যাপার অগ্রীম পরিষ্কার করে রাখি। আমি ইংরেজী ইন্টাররেশিয়াল গল্পের ভক্ত। তবে বাংলায় যেহেতু সেরকম সুযোগ তেমন একটা নেই, আমি এই কাহিনীটি সাজিয়েছি কিঞ্চিৎ ইণ্টার-কমিউনাল থীমে। ব্যক্তিগতভাবে সকল ধর্ম, মতবাদের প্রতি আমার শ্রদ্ধা রয়েছে। তবে হার্ডকোর গল্পটিতে কড়া রস আস্বাদনের প্রয়োজনে কিছু risque elements সংযুক্ত করেছি।

আধ্যাত্বিক বিষয় নিয়ে কেউ যদি easily offended হন, তাঁর জন্য এই থ্রেডটি না খোলাই উপযুক্ত হবে।

You have been warned!

অনুগ্রহ করে গল্পের unsavory elements নিয়ে কোনো কমপ্লেইন জানাবেন না। মাযহাব, ধর্ম নিয়ে কারো শুচিবায়ু থাকলে এই মূহুর্তে পড়া বন্ধ করুন। আবারো বলছি - এটা ইনসেস্ট, ইণ্টার-কমিউনাল থীমের গল্প।

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ধন্যবাদান্তে...

- One Sick Puppy / 2014

আমাদের বিধবা মা যেভাবে এক পরিবারের পোষা রাখেল বনলো

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This story is not mine, but found in the internet and thought i will share it with you all fellow connoisseurs of erotic literature. good or bad please comment freely.

Hello dear readers now I going to tell you a story about the widower and his daughter in law who was living with him. However this a incestuous story but it is a real incident and written to make aware of the dangers of loneliness and also the dangers of staying alone with their family women, during such times of loneliness in life ............

Characters:

Diwakar, a 53 year old widower. He was leading a decent middle class life, until his wife expired one year ago year.

Anuradha, the Daughter in law aged 22 years and mother of two young kids, but still she is young and charming as college girls.

Now Just read this story from Diwakar's view.



I and my wife and I have only one son. He was married four years ago. We got Anuradha as our daughter in law. Anuradha had a happy married life and gave birth to two children within the next 4 years. Since she was our only daughter in law we loved her very much. In a car accident her husband passed away and my daughter in law became a widow at just 22 years of age. At that point from the time my wife had expired two years ago. I had been living all alone For two years there was no woman in my house. I was depressed and frustrated at my loneliness.

I was glad that my daughter in law and her children staying with me. I had a small house - one living room, two bed-rooms, kitchen and a bath-room with a WC. Anuradha and her children occupied one bed-room and I slept in the other bed-room. My daughter in law took charge of all the needs of the house - in terms of cooking, cleaning, washing etc. For one month things were fine. One day during the 3rd week of November when I woke up early in the morning. I found Anuradha asleep on a mat in the living room! I woke her up.

I asked her, " Anu, what happened? Why are you sleeping here? Why are you not sleeping on the bed, in your room, with your children? "

She replied, " Oh Papa! There is almost no place on the bed. Your grand-children toss and turn and kick their legs while sleeping. It was so disturbing, that I came here and slept "

I said, " You should have woken me up. I would have come and slept on this mat in the living room and you could have slept on my bed in my bed-room "

She replied, " No Papa. That is your and my late mummy's bed. I did not wish to be a nuisance "

I scolded her, " Anu, what is this? You are my daughter in law and like my daughter. Though you have become a mother of two children. yet, you are still my child. So don't talk nonsense. From tonight let your children use the bed in your bed-room, you sleep on my bed and I shall come and sleep here in the living room. Now no arguments "

She said, " OK Papa. But, I don't want you to sleep on the floor. If you insist that I should sleep on your bed, then I have an idea. Look Papa, is it OK with you, if I come and sleep on your bed, along side with you? "

I replied, " OK Anu, from tonight, after putting your children to sleep in their room, you come and sleep on my bed, beside me! Happy now? "

She replied happily, " OK Papa."

That night, after dinner, I went to my bed and lay down on one side - leaving ample space for my daughter in law on the other side of the bed. For some reason, I could not sleep and was lying wide awake on my bed, in the darkness, as there was the usual nightly power-cut. After finishing all her work, my young daughter in law put her children to sleep. The door to my bed-room opened. I saw my daughter entering with a candle. She glanced at me. She thought that I was asleep. So, I too pretended to be asleep - but my eyes were slightly open, watching her. As the candle light, was too dim, she could not see my slightly open eyes.

I had always looked upon my daughter in law a little girl. Though my daughter was the mother of two children, it was for the first time in the candle light, I realised that, she was a fully grown woman! She was beautiful. My daughter in law was very fair. Now with her white saree and blouse, she looked like an angel. I could see her gorgeous breasts, from under the palloo of her saree. When she turned, I saw her large and firm buttocks, from under her saree. I felt my penis getting erect. I had been without a woman for almost 2 years. Now that I was seeing a woman in my bed-room and that too - in the semi-darkness at night - I was getting sexually excited - though it was my own daughter in law! I was disgusted at myself! She put off the candle, and in the darkness, came and lay down beside me. I was awake and hoping that she would not notice the erection under my dhoti! I could smell her fragrance. My erection was fully raging now. Within the next 10 minutes, I noticed that she had fallen asleep. I turned on my side to look at her. She looked so innocent. Though my penis was erect, I dared not touch her. I finally fell asleep.

After 2 hours some movement on the bed woke me. I saw that, in her deep sleep Anu had turned and snuggled up close to me like a little girl. Her voluptuous body touched mine. She had flung her left arm over me hugging me. The only problem now was that she was not a child. She was a fully grown attractive and voluptuous woman. And more importantly, I was a man who had gone without a woman for two years. My penis was once again became erect! My heart was beating wildly. I started sweating! I was frightened. She had hugged me out in her sleep. Not out of any sexual feeling. I did not wish to do anything foolish. I did not wish to be an idiot. But, no matter how much I tried, I could not control my own sexual excitement. A war was raging within me. A war between a father's feelings towards a daughter in law and a man's feelings towards a sexually attractive woman. After some time she came more close to me and hugged me more tightly.

Anuradha now put her left leg over my legs. I could distinctly feel the heat from her crotch seeping through her saree through her petticoat and through my dhoti directly onto my penis. Further, again in her sleep she caught my head with her left hand and pushed it downwards towards her breasts. Though I am a father and I love my daughter in law as a father should. yet, I am also a man with human weaknesses. I knew that she breast fed her baby. Now that she was virtually pushing my head towards her breasts. I did not resist and allowed her to do so. But after pushing my head a few inches towards her breasts to my disappointment she turned. She was lying on her back with her head turned towards me and I could tell that she was in a deep sleep. I lost control on my self.

I got up crouched over her and whispered, " Anu, are you awake? "

Eliciting no response, I gently shook her shoulder to see if she would open her eyes. Again no response. With my inhibitions disappearing and my arousal growing. I lightly caught the top of her saree palloo and slipped it down to reveal her young and tender breasts covered in her blouse. I saw she was wearing a white bra inside. Very nervously I gazed at her body. I ran my palm very lightly over the breasts and cupped them. I got more excited. Slowly I unhooked her blouse. Her lovely breasts were visible in her bra. I lightly touched her breasts over her bra. My hands were shaking with fear. But I still could not control my lust. I turned her slowly to her left side. I unhooked her bra and turned her again on her back. The sight was incredible. My young daughter in law's gorgeous breasts were perfect. They were large, round and fleshy. she had large, black and protruding nipples.

Silently, I began cupping and fondling my widowed daughter's exciting breasts. Now, I simply could not control myself. I bent and took one of her nipples into my mouth and started sucking upon it. Warm sweet milk started shooting into my mouth. This was my daughter's breast milk, meant for my grand-child. But, here I was lustfully drinking my own daughter in law's breast milk! As I drank her milk, I got careless with lust. I bit her nipple. Anuradha suddenly woke up. She was shocked to see her un-hooked her bra and blouse. She was frightened to see me fondling her breasts and sucking her nipples.

She exclaimed, " Papa! What are you doing? "

With shame I replied, " I am sorry Anu, I could not control myself. After your mother in law died I have been with out a woman. Now when you hugged me in your sleep I simply could not control myself. I am really sorry! "

Even when I was saying sorry I kept fondling my daughter in law's breasts. Anu began struggling. She tried to remove my mouth from her nipple and my hands from her breasts.

She pleaded, " Papa, I am your own daughter in law. So, please do not do this "

I replied, " Anuradha, yes I know. But, I am not able to help myself. I must have you now! "

She exclaimed, " No Papa. Please. Please don't do this. I am a widow. I am the mother of your own grand-children. This is a sin. I can not face them and myself tomorrow, if you force yourself on me tonight "

I said, " Anu dear, please allow me only tonight. I am desperate to enjoy your body. Look I have such a huge erection. Look how frustrated I am! Don't you love me anymore? Don't you care for my needs? Don't you want your father in law to be happy? "

She started crying and sobbed, " Papa, I have always loved you and still love you. But not like this. I love you as a daughter in law. So, please leave me now. I shall go and sleep in the living room now! "

I was afraid that she would leave the bed and go. I was so desperate that I leaned on my daughter in law and tried to kiss her. But she turned her face. I lowered my head over my daughter in law's breasts and again sought her nipples with my mouth. She tried to turn. My daughter in law began struggling under me and tried to wriggle free to run away. I forced myself upon her to crush her under my weight and keep her from running away. She kept struggling but could not move from under my weight. I caught her hands and held them above her head while I searched for her nipples with my mouth. I caught one erect nipple and began sucking it. My tongue was moving over her swollen breast.

She sobbed, " Papa, please don't do this. Please leave me alone. Is what you are doing to me right? Is it not a sin? Find some other woman to satisfy your need, Papa. I am your own daughter in law, after all! "

I replied, " I know Darling. I am ashamed. But I am unable to control my feelings. I am excited now. I want you as a woman tonight. I want to touch you, feel you, caress you and fuck you! Please dear, can we forget that we are father in law and daughter in law for tonight? Please? I am so desperate! "

She kept struggling. I started rubbing my body all over her body. She was loudly crying now. But I could not control myself. I caught both her hands with my left hand and tried to put my right hand under her saree and petticoat to touch her cunt. I kept sucking her nipples and drinking my daughter in law's breast milk. She kept crying. I was trembling with desire for my daughter in law's young cunt. I roughly turned her to one side and began cupping her large buttocks through her petticoat. I began rubbing my swollen cock on her fleshy buttocks through her petticoat. My daughter in law understood that there was no escape from me. She gradually stopped crying and struggling. She lay still allowing me to fondle her tender body as I wished.

Then quietly she said, " OK Papa. You want to drink my milk from my breasts Papa? OK Drink it. Just leave some for your grandson. But please do not have sex with me "

Saying this my daughter in law thrust her nipples into my mouth. It was as if she was handing me, a precious, delicate gift. I roughly bit her tender breasts, sucked upon her swollen nipples and completely drank all my daughter in law's breast milk. Now my daughter in law looked at me silently.

She asked me, " Satisfied Papa? "

I replied, " Yes Anuradha, Now I would like to do more! "

She pleaded, " No, Papa. Please, Please, Please, I beg you. Do not have sex with me. I am your daughter in law. I am in my fertile period of the month. I may get pregnant "

I replied, " No. I got to have you now. If you get pregnant. we will shift to other city and nobody will come to know whom child is u r wearing. But now I must thrust my cock into your tight cunt. Anuradha let me see your cunt now "

Defeatedly and reluctantly she closed her eyes and parted her thighs. My hand moved to her legs and began pulling up her saree. I could see her white petticoat covering her legs. I pulled up the petticoat too, exposing my young Anu's lovely thighs. I kissed and massaged her fair thighs. I pulled up the saree and petticoat further to expose her vagina. Anu had not worn any panties. I was shocked. My daughter in law's young cunt was like a thick jungle. It was completely covered and matted with thick pubic hair. Black curly and silky hair. I untied the string of her petticoat and pulled it away from her, along with her saree leaving her naked. She covered her face with shyness. I kneaded the fleshy mound of her amazingly hairy cunt. I ran my fingers, now and then, all along her crack manipulating her labial swelling and teasing my daughter in law's clitoris. She couldn't bear the sensations. She widened her thighs and offered her cunt to my access willingly. Then I pushed my middle finger into the slushiness of her crevice. My daughter lifted her buttocks a little and fucked back at my finger exposing her own eagerness shamelessly.

I now smelled her cunt. It had a strong pungent odor which was very erotic. I rubbed my face on her pubic hair. Then I kissed my daughter in law's hairy cunt and played with her silky pubic hair. When the tip of my tongue probed into her engorged cunt lips. A shiver of pleasure ran through the length of her body. I started lapping at her cunt and sucked up her honey-juices. I ran my tongue all along the labyrinths of its inner lips and on the rim of its swollen outer lips. As time went waves of pleasure rippled through her body. Tossing her head from side-to-side, moaning and groaning, she lifted her buttocks and pushed the gash of her cunt at my face. Suddenly my daughter in law convulsed. The dam inside her cunt broke down to bathe my tongue and mouth with the flood of its juices. Her buttocks collapsed on the floor but she didn't let me go. I lapped at her cunt for some more time till she was satisfied. I smiled at my daughter in law. Out of shyness she covered her face with her hands. I took away her hands and kissed her tenderly. My daughter was now still more hotter.

She shyly whispered to me, " Papa ....... Oh Papa! "

I now spread her thighs wide apart and pushed up both her knees, to touch on either of her shoulders. She was almost curled up and her hairy cunt was on top. In that spread out position of her cunt, my innocent Anu looked so vulgar, so cheap and yet - so exciting! I placed my throbbing cock at her little vaginal opening and began to push my cock-head into her. As my cock began to gradually slide into her. she began feeling uncomfortable. When I began to push my cock further she screamed in pain. I stopped.

I asked her, " Anu Darling, what is the matter? Are you in pain? "

She whimpered, " Yes, Papa, it is terribly paining. Please keep still and don't withdraw. Just give me a moment to relax. I shall be OK and then you can thrust your organ fully into me "

She had tears in her eyes. I kissed her. I leaned over and sucked her erect nipples into my mouth. After a while when I saw that she was OK, I forcefully thrust my full organ into her tight cunt. She screamed again. Now I began fucking her slowly. Not the big rush that I was in before but with long deep strokes. Gradually, my daughter in law was beginning to enjoy my strokes. I started thrusting myself more faster and deeper into her cunt. She was herself raising her buttocks and fucking herself back at my thrusting organ!

As I was fucking her, I asked her in lust, " Anu, is this how your husband used to fuck you too? "

She shyly said, " No Papa "

I said, " Tell me how he fucked you, I want to know! "

She replied, " Papa, though Vasu was a nice husband, he had a small penis and could not control himself. He used to ejaculate into me in 10 seconds after he put his organ into my vagina "

Now I pushed apart her thighs still further. I caught her legs with both my arms and pushed them up over her head. My innocent daughter in law's tender body was completely curled up with her legs over her head and her cunt completely on top. I kept thrusting my cock into her tender and tight cunt with speed and force. Her body was heaving up and down on the bed as her cunt received my cock's forceful thrusts. My daughter in law was sweating heavily. She bit her lips and was allowing me the pleasure of her widowed body. I kept pumping my cock furiously into her hairy cunt.

I asked her vulgarly, " Anu, when your husband fucked you did you also raise your cunt up and fuck him back? How many times did your husband fuck your tight cunt daily? "

She replied, " Yes I did. But, no Papa, not daily. He fucked me maybe once in ten or fifteen days "

My cock was now driving into her cunt deep. Gradually, she started moaning. Her body was being thrown up and down with my thrusts into her cunt. Now she started loudly moaning and biting her lips hard. I could see that my daughter was building up towards her orgasm. I started slamming my cock into her cunt with full force and vigor now. Again, thrusting my strong cock into my daughter in law's cunt.

I asked her, " Did he manage to satisfy you and make you get your orgasm when he fucked you? "

She replied, " No Papa. When my husband fucked me as his organ was so small I hardly felt anything. So I almost never got an orgasm. I must have orgasmed only maybe 6 - 7 times in our four years of marriage "

Anuradha was biting her lips and focussing on getting her orgasm now. I slammed into her still more deeply. She wrapped her arms and thighs around me. She fucked her vagina upwards onto my penis with such force and pressure as fast as I could move. Suddenly her vaginal muscles gripped my penis and burst with her orgasm. She moaned deeply as her vagina began to release her juices. Her nails dug into my back as her thighs wrapped tighter around my torso. Her orgasm lasted for almost a minute and she kept moaning through out. Finally she collapsed dead tired. She was breathless. After a minute she regained her composure.

She said, " Oh Papa! Now its your turn for pleasure "

I said, " No Anuradha, I should not ejaculate into your cunt. I don't want you to get pregnant. I think that you better suck my organ and let me ejaculate my semen in your mouth "

She replied, " Later Papa. Now I want you to ejaculate into my vagina. You wanted me. You wanted your daughter in law's body. Now you have my body. Enjoy me. Take your pleasure from my body. I want to feel my strong Papa's fertile seeeds shooting through my womb. Don't worry Papa, I shall have birth-control pills from tomorrow. But tonight I want you to have your pleasure in my vagina and fill me up "

So saying she gripped my cock with her strong vaginal muscles and again started thrusting her cunt on my penis. I felt heavenly and knew I could not last. Finally my own orgasm burst. I slammed my cock into her cunt with all my might for one last time and began ejaculating my semen deep into her cunt. I finally collapsed on my daughter in law. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me.

She whispered, " Papa, are you happy now? Is this not what you wanted? To ejaculate your seeds into your own daughter in law's vagina? "

I said, " Yes, Darling. You were wonderful. What a fantastic cunt you have! It just sucked out my cock like a vacuum pump! I really enjoyed "

She said, " Papa, I hope this is the last time that you are doing this to me. I am your daughter in law. What will happen if people come to know! "I replied, " Anuradha don't be silly. You enjoyed my cock as much as I enjoyed your cunt. You are a widow. But you are also a healthy young girl whose cunt regularly needs satisfaction from a strong cock. So, from tonight, I will not only be your father in law but also your lover who will fuck you regularly and keep your amazing cunt satisfied. You will be my daughter in law and my mistress. So whenever you want to get fucked just call me "

She said, " But Papa, what about our neighbors and my children? I am worried! "

I mischieviously replied, " Anu, For the neighbours we will be what we are. A widowed daughter in law being taken care of by her own father in law. Your children are too small for them to know anything. And anyway put them to sleep in their rooms and then come here to my bed every night. Then we can fuck late into the nights. So everything would be OK. Don't worry! OK? Do you agree to be my mistress "

She shyly replied, " OK Papa "

I pushed two of my fingers into my daughter in law's slushy semen filled cunt and said, " Good. Now my lovely little daughter in law cum mistress from tonight your young and tender body is for my pleasure. Your daddy's pleasure. So, from tonight no shaving. I want to see thick hair, not only on your tight cunt, but also in your arm-pits, anus and legs. That's how I want my mistress. All hairy. For my personal pleasure. OK? And later on another night I want to push my cock and pour my seeds into your anal hole too! "

She shyly replied, " OK Papa, if that is how you want me - all hairy - I shall grow hair all over my body, for your pleasure. Do whatever you want with my body and take your pleasure. I am your own daughter in law cum mistress after all!!!

They were a Marwari couple and were my neighbors in the apartment. Vishal was a middle aged guy and his wife Shraddha was pretty young lady in her mid 20s. Shraddha is a very attractive housewife healthy in build with good height milky white complexion. But her sex appeal lies in her in the face kind of breasts and nicely rounded ass.

Every time I see her my eyes invariably either get drawn towards her navel or her beautifully round boobs. Many a times I even shagged thinking of her naked body. I always believed that if I ever wanted to fuck a married lady she is the one who has the perfect body. Her smile was always shy and innocent but it can make even sage as a pervert. You just can't control your lust when such a beautiful, luscious, meaty female moves right in front of you.

One day Shraddha came to my house. She appeared tired and exhausted with the days work. She was in a light yellow saree and low cut blouse which was not able to fully cover her well endowed chest. Looking at her deep cleavage at such close quarters made my blood rush. She requested that she had to make a phone call as the outgoing facility of their phone is not working (due to non payment of bill which I could guess later). I gladly let her use the phone in the hall and sat reading the news paper and was literally fucking her with my eyes from a distance. I felt the urge to just jump on to her push her to the ground and mount on her. I was imagining her breasts getting crushed under my chest. I could even feel her kicking me with her legs. I could feel my fists get clenched as I could see me pinning her both hands to the floor so that she cannot move. I could as well bite her soft lips lift her sari up with one hand and touch her milk white thighs and finger her triangle which I am sure would be soft and smooth. I wish I had the guts to do that but it needed even more guts to let such an opportunity out of hands.

As I listened to the conversation I could make out that she was talking to one of her relatives and pleading them to give some hand loan as their financial situation is tight due to loss in business and the debtors were knocking at her door every day. In fact I also could make out that her husband was out of station just to escape from the mounting pressure on him day by day. I could see her sobbing quietly in between and making every attempt to convince the other person that she desperately needs some help.

After the call she just got up thanked me and left.I could see that she was feeling ashamed that her dire situation is pretty well known to me. she used to come asking for hand loan of 1000 or 2000 assuring that her husband would return it as soon as he is back in town. I used to make sure that I delay giving the money talking her into a conversation or taking her along with me to the ATM center or ask her to come after an hour or so which usually stretched into late evening. In all these instances she could make out that I used to look at her with lust in eyes and used to touch her with some or other pretext. In spite of that she had no choice but to approach me. She was very sure that her husband was a coward and would not return in the near future.

One day she came to my home telling that the house owner warned her to either pay the rent in 2 days time or vacate the house. She now by understands that no one would pay her big amount out of charity and she was clever enough or rather desperate enough to make it appear as if she is at my mercy as she was totally dependent on me. Her desperate need made me more and more bold. I told her that I have a suggestion for her and she should not feel bad about it.

She was relieved and told me, "tell me, what ever I will do?"

I am sure she expected me ask her to sleep with me.

I coolly told her " I have an old business man friend who is very wealthy and generous but he is a womanizer. If one night you sleeps with him he will pay enough for her sustenance for few months."

She asked me directly "how much he would pay?"

I was shocked but admired her guts.

I told her" he would definitely pay 50,000. he may pay even more if he likes you, But he is extremely choosy about the beauty and also the way the woman satisfies him in the bed."

Then she stood up and dropped her Pallu and asked me "Don't you think I am beautiful?"

I could not believe my eyes. The transparent off white sari she was wearing was complimenting her skin. She had the perfect shape. She has mischievous eyes and seductive smile but they did not matter now. Her cute round lips, her pink glistening cheeks, her long neck were not able to distract my eyes. I was totally absorbed looking at her voluptuous breasts. They were tight, round and well shaped. The blouse she was wearing was barely able to hold her beautiful melons. The edges of her breasts were bursting out as if wanting to be touched, pressed and squeezed.

Her waist was amazing as if some sculpture took ages to get those angles. The belly was neither flat nor full. It just had enough flesh to make my eyes pop out in awe.

She did not let me enjoy fully her frontal beauty as she slowly turned around while dropping her sari gradually. Now I can see her back. As if she knew my desire she took her hair and folded it up so that I could see her nakedness above and below her blouse. I could make out clearly the shape of her buttocks under her lahenga(a marwari kind of Outskirt). As if two huge foot balls dangling. I had an instant urge to hold them and press them with all my strength and rub my dick against them.

Even that lasted a few seconds she quickly turned back and faced me again. The smile on her face suggesting that if this is not beauty then what else is. She stretched her hands above her head as if yawning. I could get a glimpse of the bottom of her breasts which are now not covered enough as her blouse moved up. I knew immediately that she was not wearing a bra.

I took few steps toward her and stood close to her and said "Hmm, well your dress is very pretty it makes you look gorgeous it might make any one look sexy."

She laughed out loud and said "Ok, then let me take it off then."

I said "Mind if I help", and moved towards her.

I bent over her shoulder and loosened up the thread holding her blouse. She smelled so good from so near. The moment the I could open the lace knot and before I could barely see her beautiful melons she hugged me tight pressing her chest against mine overcome with shyness. The feeling of her soft naked breasts against me was so intense and strong. I instantly felt as if the definition of pleasure was this. I too hugged her tight crushing her with all my might. I could guess its been long while she had sex with the way gladly and willingly she moved into my embrace. I could feel her whole body getting squeezed into mine. I slowly loosened up her lahenga and it fell to her feet. I now held her by her ass and pushed her even closer to me. My dick under the pants was poking out and pressing her mound. I slapped gently and mockingly on her butt with my hand and I felt an immediate feeling of being a master and she my sweet slave. She said ouch and bit me on my shoulders.

I slowly released her of my arms to have a good look at her breasts. It was a feast for my eyes. They were so round and well shaped. They were neither too huge nor small. They were of perfect size. The areoles were right in the middle of the breasts and the nipples were jutting out as if they were cherries kept on the top of a round cake. The flesh was of milky white and the nipples made a beautiful contrast of pinkish color.

She turned back and walked towards my bed room. I could see her hips swinging and she resembled a sexy Arabian Horse ready to be mounted on for a ride of the life. I quickly followed her scrambling and stumbling trying to undress myself in a jiffy. I saw her lying on the bed with one leg folded and one leg stretched. She looked like a painting of female beauty coming alive on my bed. I stood there in sheer fascination and kept looking at her nakedness for a long time savoring each and every curve of her body. I just lied by her side.

she asked me "now do you think the old bastard would pay me 50,000?"

I chuckled and said "Well, he would pay a lakh rupees if you are as good in bed as you are in your physique."

She just rolled and climbed on to me with both her legs on either side of my body. She held my cock as if it is a Joy stick and she is ready to play a sexy video game. She gave it a few gentle massage strokes and then rubbed it against her cunt making circles and zig zag movements....

I was rock hard by now my dick was oozing pre cum. She peeled the skin back and ran her finger gently over it touching the pre cum and licked her finger saying 'ummm'. I was speech less. There was this beautiful, innocent, delicate looking housewife whom I used to feel guilty lusting, and here she is totally a different lady almost like a bitch in heat.

She asked me "Is his dick as big as yours?"

I got chocked and said "How am I to know, you better let me know once he fucks you to his hearts content".

She said "I will see that too" measuring my dick with her thumb and little finger and then reached over to me.

She started licking my nipples gently and slowly running her tongue over them. It was as if some electric pulses were hitting my body. I never knew that my nipples were such sensual spots. I just held her by her hair to have some anchoring control while I was getting into a state of bliss.

She then moved down kissing, smooching, biting, nibbling my upper chest down till she reached between my thighs. She rolled to the side and tickled my balls with her long slender fingers. I could not take it any longer. I said suck me you bitch. Show me you are a slut who can give the best blow job in the town.

She laughed and said " does that would cost that old bastard an extra 20000?"

I said " well he would, if you suck him as good as his secretary does. You know the old bastard has a secretary sitting under his desk and sucking him when ever his dick gets hard."

"Haha", she said " ok, I will suck him so good that he will fire his secretary the very next day for in competency."

She got down between my thighs and ran her tongue over my balls and the base of the cock and tip of the cock between the crack. I could feel the nerves on my dick swell.

She then gently circled her cute little lips around my cock first slowly taking it in and pulling out. Gradually as my cock got more and more slippery with precum she was increasing her speed of sucking. I just pushed her head more into my dick and literally was burying her head between my thighs. She deep throated me soon and I was not aware that there could be so much pleasure in getting sucked that it was even better then fucking. I also wondered how she could take my entire 7 and half inch dick inside without getting gagged.

Soon she was slurping and grunting, gulping my entire cock. I felt at this rate she might even take my balls inside her mouth. The pleasure was building up in side me and I knew I had to stop her before I cum. I signaled to her to stop but she went on sucking me with such frenzy as if she is little girl not wanting to leave her sweet candy. I tried to free myself but the feeling was so good that my will was not strong enough. I came off in tons and loads.

As I was cumming she pressed the flesh above my cock and kept it tightly between her fingers and then pushed the cock up from its base more deep in to her mouth. The pleasure was immense, intense and was like something I never felt before. I guess it was a technique she knew which would increase the time of ejaculation. And she gulped each and every drop of my semen that I could literally feel that she was drinking my cum rather then swallowing it. I just lay there exhausted, tired and oh yes very happy. I closed my eyes and smiled and thanked my stars for having the most beautiful face I ever saw in my life lying between my thighs.

She played with my hair, rubbed my thighs, kissed me on my cheeks, making me relax and feel the joy I just went through. And whispered into my ears that "Do you think I can make a good whore?"

The word "Whore" did the magic. The moment she whispered that word. I felt movement in my dick again. It started swelling. It was now jumping and falling and jumping - picking up life and becoming more and more hard. She noticed and started lovingly playing with it. And in no time her fingers transformed my cock from a coiled up sleeping snake to a python huge and ready for its prey.

She spread her legs wide inviting me to invade her at her most private place. No more foreplay nothing that was her signal. I dug my dick deep in my her love hole. It just slipped inside with no trouble. I could make out that she was wet with lust. She needed a fuck as badly as me that's why that shameless invite.

I held her both boobs in either hand. They were my anchor points. I pressed and held them tight and gave a mighty push and entered the heavenly territories. And then pulled myself back as much as I could without letting my dick out. And then I gave one more deep shove. I could see her body move back her chin go up. With each stroke I could feel that I was hitting the deep end of her cunt. She had enough pubic hair not more not less which was giving a warm and cozy feeling.

I now gripped her shoulders tighter so that I could give even deeper pushes. I could see her moaning softly eyes half closed. All of a sudden I bit her chin. She jerked and giggled.

I told "Be a slut don't be a lazy house wife, That old bastard likes wild things in bed".

She immediately folded her legs around my waist and started pushing up her hips to match my strokes. Her soft thighs encircling around my waist made me mad with lust. I was now wildly biting her lips and nipples. She was moaning and grunting in pleasure and they turned into shouts in ecstasy. I had her my fingers between her teeth both as a grip while I give stronger thrusts and also as a way to muffle her shouts.

I could now feel her body trembling and her cunt getting even more slippery and wet. I knew she was having small but multiple orgasms. She was digging her nails deep into my back. I could even feel the blood and sharp pain. But this was giving me even more kick as I knew she was enjoying this fuck more then I was.

I was about to cum. But I was not ready yet. I wanted to have more.

I asked her" get up and Be a real bitch. like a bitch bend over and I will fuck you in the back."

She happily obliged and bent down. The sight of her wide hips made me crazy. she was so flexible that she could touch the floor with her palms. while bent in that position she spread her legs wide. I could see the pussy crack between her thighs. What a sight it was. (If you can imagine now half of what even I saw you would right away jerk your cock. Imagine a Marwari sexy married young wife bending in that position with her wide hips and round boobs inviting you to fuck and shag your self to glory).

She giggled and said "I hope you know the right entrance."

I laughed and slapped on her bums hard. I could see her milky white butts turning red with my finger impressions. I could see her face looking up from between her legs and smiling at me.

I rubbed my dick on the crack and said, "I will decide where to fuck".

I spit in my hand and rubbed it on her ass hole and fingered her ass hole deep and smooth. It tickled her and she swayed her hips left to right and right to left like a pendulum.

I pulled her butts apart and opened up her ass hole even more. I spit on my hand again and this time lubricated my cock. And gently put my cock at her rear entry. Slowly and gradually I pushed it in.

She leaned and held the dressing table. That was her grip. I bent and held her waist that was my grip. I could see her boobs hanging in the side mirror and suddenly my bell rang........ That will be another story . Bouquets or brickbats please take time to shower.

LONDON - British police guarding Queen Elizabeth were told to “keep their sticky fingers out” of nuts laid out for guests around Buckingham Palace because the monarch was irked about how many they were eating, a London court heard Thursday.

A memo was circulated to officers telling them to rein in their consumption because the monarch was miffed about the amount taken before the wedding of Prince Charles and Camilla, the Duchess of Cornwall, a jury at London's Old Bailey, the main criminal court, was told.

The revelations emerged at the trial of former top editors at Rupert Murdoch’s now-defunct News of the World tabloid. They have been charged with phone hacking and other illegal activities, including the payment of public officials.

News of the World royal editor Clive Goodman told his boss Andy Coulson about the incident in an email about possible stories he was working on in 2005, prosecutor Andrew Edis told the jury before reading them the message.
“(There is) something about the behavior of the police which has upset the Queen, who are apparently helping themselves to the nuts and the like that are left out at the Palace,” Edis quoted the email as saying.

The nuts laid out in advance of the royal wedding had been “scoffed by police,” Goodman added, using a British slang for scarf. This prompted the memo to be sent to officers, he wrote.

“The problem is the police on patrol eats the lot,” Goodman wrote, adding that the notice was “telling them to keep their sticky fingers out.”
When laughter broke out among jurors and in the public gallery, High Court Judge John Saunders was quick to point out, “these are unproven allegations.”


Source: http://worldnews.nbcnews.com/_news/2...ts-court-hears

I am an Indian housewife, aged 42 now. I wish to narrate a true incident in my life, which happened nearly four years ago.

I had all along a very active and satisfying sex life with my husband, but around five years back, a lingering back pain of mine spoilt my sex life completely. Whenever we attempted, my pain used to be unbearable and finally we had to stop that. Although my husband all along tried his best for my treatment and never expressed his sexual frustrations before me, I could guess that he used to feel miserable. So was I.

I consulted a number of doctors. Most of them said that the pain was artharitic in nature and there was no cure for this. At last, I consulted an ayurvedic doctor. He prescribed an herbal medicine and advised me to have an oil massage in my back everyday. He said that I should better get it done by someone who knows massaging fairly well. I liked his advice, but who would do that for me?

We had a boy servant, called Bachchu, who used to work full-time in our house and help me in cooking and other domestic works. He was quite young and if my guess goes right, he must be around twenty then. Bachchu was quite dutiful, efficient and honest and because of these reasons, we liked him. I asked Bachchu if he knew someone who could do the massage for me. Basically, I was looking for a woman to do this job. Bachchu thought for a while and said he didn't know anyone. He suggested that he himself would be able to do this job as he had worked in a massage parlor for a brief duration.

When I heard his suggestion, I simply blushed!! No, it's certainly not possible for me to agree to this. Myself getting massaged by my servant - no, such a thing I could not imagine. Still, I didn't say no to him immediately. I said I would ask his "babu"(my husband) and then decide. When I told this to my husband, he said, "Nandita", you should have agreed straightaway. If Bachchu himself knows massaging, I think that's going to be the best." I tried to tell him how I blushed at this suggestion. He was annoyed, "Nandita", what is more important for you? Your shame or getting relief from the pain?" I agreed that certainly the second one is more important for me. My husband looked happy. He said that I should offer him Rs.50/- extra per month for this job.

Next morning, after my husband left for the office, I called Bachchu and told him about my decision. He was happy that at last I have agreed to his suggestion. I told him about the extra money. To this, he looked pretty embarrassed. He said, "Masima", you may give me anything else, but no money please. I'll love to do this service for you."

After finishing his domestic duties, Bachchu came to me. He asked if I was ready for the massage. I was getting ready to apply hair oil on my hair myself, before he started the massage. Bachchu looked at me and then said "I can do that better! Give the bottle to me." He almost snatched it from my hand and told me to sit on the floor. I was wearing a pink cotton sari with a matching blouse. I love to put on pink dresses as that suits my fair complexion very well. Bachchu sat behind me and loosened my lovely long, black hair and let it fall on the floor in a cascade. He started applying hair oil onto my hair. The whole room got filled up with the sweet fragrance of the hair oil that I use. He praised my long hair and caringly applied oil to my scalp and then put his fingers through the strands of my hair. When he was massaging my scalp, I was trying to imagine how would he massage my back? Do I have to remove my blouse? Oh, No! I just shuddered to think that. Otherwise, how, I wondered, would he massage my back? I had a strange mixture of nervousness, shyness, uneasiness and what not! My heart began to throb, as he was about to complete the massage with hair oil.

Bachchu applied the massage oil on his both palms and applied them on my forehead. I wondered why he was massaging me there, as I never had any pain in that region. Bachchu told me that massage is good for the body and it shouldn't be restricted to the pain region alone. Actually, a good massage should always start from the top - that's what his trainer had told him. He gently massaged my forehead and then my cheeks and chin. He softly applied oil on the bridges of my nose and even cared to apply a bit of oil to my nostril openings. I relaxed and enjoyed what he was doing. He massaged my lips as well. After that his hands came close to my ears. He removed my earrings. With a pair of Johnson buds, he carefully cleaned the interior of my ear and applied oil in every part of my external ear. My body was put to rest. It was so relaxing, so enjoyable. I wanted him to continue with my face for some more time, but Bachchu surely had more things to do.

Bachchu's fingers slowly approached my neck. I was wearing a mangalsutra (a kind of gold necklace with black beads - a sign of married Indian ladies) and perhaps that was causing a bit of hindrance to his massage. He asked me if I would remove my mangalsutra. Unlike other Indian ladies, I am free from any prejudice and I willingly unhooked that from my neck. Bachchu took it from me and carefully put it on the bedside desk. He could then massage my throat and the neck region without any obstruction. After this, Bachchu took my right palm in his hand and gently rubbed it with his palm. Then he individually massaged each of my fingers.

He was doing everything with such a great care that I had a great feeling of liking from within. He repeated the same things with my left palm. He was all the time talking to that and me must have helped in making the atmosphere easy. I was having pink nail polish on my nails. Bachchu smiled and joked, "Mashima", everything is pink for you today." With the oil on it, those were glittering. The next item of massage was surely my hands. Bachchu removed all my bangles from my hand. Even the "sankha" and "pala" (a special kind of bangle used by married Bengali ladies) were off my hands.

He then rubbed my hands with force, sometimes pressing and kneading. I could sense that my blood flow was increasing and I was feeling hot, even though the ceiling fan was revolving right above my head. Bachchu gathered greater and greater strength and continued to massage my hands up to the elbows for some more time. My blouse was covering rest of my hands. When his fingers moved above my elbows, he softly whispered in my ears, "Mashima", your blouse please).

I guessed because of his shyness he couldn't complete the sentence, but I could clearly get the signal that he wanted my blouse removed. Although, I was under this tension for a long time before my massage, when the moment came, I was so much engrossed in the massage that I didn't hesitate to remove it. I unbuttoned the blouse from the front and Bachchu helped me to take it out of my hands. I had a bra inside and I covered the exposed parts of my back with the pallu (the upper part) of my sari.

Bachchu's fingers could now freely move above my elbows, right up to my shoulder joints and arm pits. He was saying that my hands were too soft and massaged them with greater strength and energy. I was having increased blood circulation and wanted him to continue the massage in this manly way. He then rubbed my shoulders and uncovered my pallu to the extent that he could completely massage the upper area of my back. He asked me how I was feeling.

I admitted that the massage was bringing great comforts to me and he was surely doing a great job. While he was massaging my back and especially my pain region, I suddenly felt that all my pain had suddenly gone. It was just incredible. I was deeply engrossed and I didn't even bothered to protest, as Bachchu's trembling fingers unhooked my brassier strap at the back. GOD!! I was never prepared for this. Bachchu slowly removed my bras, as I tried to protect my boobs with my sari.

My servant was sitting behind me and could freely massage all over my bare back. He started gently with my spinal chord and the regions around it and massaged with force when he came to the sides of my back. At one stage, I felt that his fingers were quite close to me breasts. I was wondering what would happen, if his fingers accidentally touched my breasts! The moment this fear came to my mind, my heart started throbbing.

I was torn between embarrassment and arousal. I realized I was getting horny - my face was getting red, my eyes were burning, my pulse rate was increasing and I started getting a sexy sensation between my legs. I knew that given the employer-servant relationship between us, Bachchu would never dare to touch me there. But, somehow, at that moment, all my sexual desires, which were absent for the past few months got revived. I desperately wanted a male hand to touch me there.

For the first time, I dared to have a dirty fantasy of my servant grabbing my breasts. GOD!! What am I doing? Am I forgetting all social norms and taboos? Am I still in my senses? I realized all my powers of arguments, powers of thinking were gone. At that moment I only wanted a hard male squeezing of my breasts. I was desperately waiting for an accident to happen. But no! No accident was happening! His hands were still keeping a modest distance. I was getting restless for a touch.

At one stage, I just pointed fingers to my boobs and asked with a husky, trembling voice,” Wouldn’t you massage me here? " I turned my face to him. The twenty-year-old young man blushed and looked red. I tried to look at his pyjama. His swollen cock made it a tent and I could make out how horny he was. That made me more excited. I was trying to visualize his erect manhood inside his pyjamas and felt that my hot cunt started tingling strangely and I could sense my molten cunt cream after a prolonged period of absentance from sex. " Masima, I --I thought you wouldn't allow me to do it there --" he was clearly stammering in excitement and fear. "No, no, you are a very good boy.

Why should I mind? After all, it's a massage isn't it?” I tried to assure. Bachchu could not wait any longer. He oiled his palm again and pressed my breasts. GOD! Was I cheating my husband? I surely was. I was married for 15 years. It was for the first time in my married life that a person other than my husband had taken control of my breasts.

"Ohh ...! Squeeze it... Squeeze it more." that's what I wanted to shout, but I tried to apply my control. Bachchu was faithfully oiling my breasts. My hard nipples, the black circle surrounding that and all over. He was doing with his both hands- sometimes softly, sometimes tightly, giving a different sensation at every moment. GOD! Who taught him to be a lover like this? Nature? I wondered. For the first time, I started making verbal expressions.

"Don't feel shy - do it nicely, a---h just like this!!" Bachchu was too excited to talk to me. He faithfully obliged and drove me wild with greater and greater ecstasies.

While Bachchu was cupping my breasts, his hands were working under the pallu of my sari and I was still careful in not exposing my breasts completely. Actually, he was still sitting behind me and although my boobs were completely in his possession, those were out of his direct view. After completely satisfying me with the breast massage, Bachchu's hands reached my belly I was enjoying the tickling sensation, especially when his index finger reached my navel. He put some extra oil inside that to make it a pool and tapped there a few times. While he was caring this region, I was trying to imagine the next part of his massage. Where would it be? Below my waist and lower belly? God! I couldn't imagine anything more. My sex-starved cunt was creaming with a fresh supply of cunty juice. It was paining. I was dreaming if I could get a massage right till there. "Oh, Boy!! Do it!! Do it till there. It's just for the sake of a massage - so don't feel shy ---"

No, I was certainly not bold enough to utter these things in reality. Instead, I was trying to apply my willpower to control such dirty desires within me. I was unable to explain how could a shy housewife like me, who is ever faithful to her husband, could adventure this much with her boy servant. When he completed massage of my upper part, I quickly got up without allowing any possibility for a massage anywhere in my lower part.

Just after the massage, I hurriedly went for a bath. I was getting restless to undress myself and take care of my wet cunt. I tried to imagine Raja, my husband, while masturbating, but all my imaginations got shattered when I tried to figure out what Bachchu might be doing with the massive manhood, which he had developed for the past half-an-hour. Maybe, he had rushed to our other toilet, which he uses, and now he might be vigorously beating his flesh to release his load I was finger-fucking myself and the imagination of Bachchu's masturbation made me more and more horny. Oh boy! I was Cumming, Cumming all the way. Would Bachchu be releasing his load by now? I could visualize that jets of thick white sticky semen made up a mess on the floor and that drove my orgasms to a new peak.

Before coming under the shower, I looked at my nude figure in the mirror. My breasts were still warm and reddish with the increased blood flow resulting from the massage. I had a close look at my breasts. Every square millimeter area of my breasts was glittering with oil. Bachchu hadn't missed a single spot. I was looking at my breasts with utter disbelief that another man today and that handled these too with my own invitation. I came under the shower and soaped my whole body. It took quite some time to wash out the stickiness of the oil. At the end, I was feeling fresh. There was a feeling of easiness in my whole body. I never knew that massage makes one feel so good, so relaxing it is!

I wiped my body with a towel, got dressed and came out. Bachchu served my meal. There was an uneasy calmness in the room. While I was still trying to recover from my arousal that resulted from the happenings of today, Bachchu too was looking unusually quiet. For him, I guess, it was the first touch of a female breast and he might have been trying to recover from the sexually explosive shock that he received.

I really didn't have any serious intention of cheating my husband and so I didn't want to carry any sense of guilt with me. I felt I should tell everything to Raja - only point was how and when. We have always shared each other's fantasies and that had always ignited our passion in the past. Most of the times, we fantasize ourselves with each other's friends and enjoy, without attaching slightest seriousness to it. We had other fantasies too. Once, Raja had described an erotic encounter with the domestic maidservant of his parental home, much before our marriage. I was so horny that I couldn't wait for a wild sex with him in bed. Later, he had told me that it was his wild adolescence fantasy. If he hadn't told me that it was a fantasy, I would have always believed it to be a reality.

After Raja returned home, he announced in the tea table that he would be going to Delhi by the early morning flight next day. That was a very sudden development. Actually, his boss was supposed to go for that meeting, but as his priorities got changed, Raja would be substituting him. I had to spend the rest of the evening in getting his dresses and other things organized. When we were in bed, he didn't forget to ask me about the massage. I said it was very nice and at least, I had some relief from the pain. He asked me if I had felt shy during the process. I gave a very naughty smile and said, "I was shy to start with, but horny later on ". I could again sense that my erotic feelings were running high. Should I tell the rest of the story now itself? "Wow! That sounds great! he said after hearing my reply.

"Don't think that only you can fantasize sex with your maid-servant. Even, I can have that with Bachchu ...", I said. I was too horny to keep my voice steady. "Darling, never mind - you do it. You may even do it in reality if that helps in regaining your passion. Get yourself cured and let us get back our sex life." I couldn't trust my ears. Is he still in his senses? I embraced him closely and said, Darling, don't worry, we'll surely get it back. We couldn't talk for long as I wanted him to take some rest before his flight.

The office car came early in the morning to pick Raja up. He got into the car and waved at me. For the next three days, only myself and Bachchu will stay in the house. (I forgot to mention in the beginning that God hasn't blessed me with a child). As the car rolled past Southern Avenue (a famous road in South Calcutta), I started thinking for the next massage.

It was too early in the morning for me to start the day. Bachchu had already got up and I told him not to hurry up with morning tea and breakfast preparation, as I wanted to get some more sleep, although I was pretty sure that I wouldn't get any more sleep. All that I needed was a bit of privacy to think with a cool head what I was up to. I came back to my bedroom, closed the door and lay down on the bed.

The first question that struck me was whether Raja was serious about what he told me last night. I felt that he was kidding and in reality it's not possible for a husband to grant blanket permission to his wife for having sex with the domestic boy servant! Our conversation took place in a light and joking mood and I could not tell Raja about how Bachchu massaged my breasts. So, there was every reason for Raja to believe that it was just a casual dirty conversation of ours and there was no seriousness hidden in it. But I knew that my body was on fire and was I mischievously thinking of misusing my husband's absence for a misadventure with my servant? The moment I thought this, I could sense an increase in my pulse rate and throbbing of heart. I was restless to get back my sex life and all that I needed first was just a man who would be able to overpower my pain with lust. I was getting horny again. My fingers were touching my cunt and I was wet in no time. Immediately, I thought of the barriers between our ages and more so, in our social status. What would people think of me, if ever others know a misdeed of this nature? I tried to impose the social norms and taboos upon me. So I must do something to overcome these dirty thoughts.

I thought of an easy option. My parents are staying in the other end of the city and what I can easily do is to grant three days' leave to Bachchu, so that he could visit his native place and I can stay with my parents. When I had almost decided about this, I felt sorry that I would miss my massage. Even if I keep aside the erotic components in it, surely I enjoyed the massage, which Bachchu had given to me. Then? Am I going to stay here? Am I going to have the massage sessions with Bachchu? Like yesterday? Should I put that as the limit? Or...? Again, again I was losing control. Why should I be so afraid of the society?

My daydreaming, fantasies and tensions got abruptly halted when there was a knock at my bedroom door. "Masima, won't you have your breakfast now?", Bachchu came and asked. I looked at the watch. Surely, it was time to take something. "Yes, just two pieces of toast with butter and tea", I said.

After brushing my teeth, I came to the breakfast table. Bachchu had kept everything ready. I tried to concentrate on my eating. But, from my sixth sense, which is normally very strong with the ladies, I knew that he was looking at me. That look was no doubt different from how he used to look at me before yesterday's happenings. He was looking at my shoulders and also at my breasts, where he massaged so passionately yesterday. Out of a sheer feminine instinct, I re-adjusted my sari’s protection above my blouse, but honestly speaking, wasn't I mischievously enjoying his stare? Bachchu turned on the ceiling fan, as I was visibly sweating, apparently because of the sultry weather and the sips from steaming hot tea, but definitely, the heat of passion within my body had a lot of contributions to it.

काल रात्रीच्या झवाझावीने खाजाळू गौरीची पुच्ची अजिबात शांत नाही उलटे तिचा दाणा जर जास्तच फड फड करू लागला आहे. सकाळी मी ९ वाजता ऑफिसला गेलो आणि ११ वाजल्या पासून हिचे सारखे फोन आहो प्लीज घरी या ना... मला बरे वाटत नाही .... शेवटी ऑफिस मध्ये सांगून १२.३० ला घरी पोचलो. घरात जाऊन बूट काढून हात पाय धुतले आणि कपडे बदलून बाहेर आलो तर ह्या बयेने मला घट्ट मिठी मारली आणि ३/४ कीस मारले आणि म्हणते कशी मला कालच्या सारखी मस्त झवून काढा ,,, पुच्चीत आग आग होत आहे. मला क्षणभर काय करावे ते सुचले नाही. मी तिला हो म्हणालो आणि म्हणालो कि थोडा ड्रिंक घेऊ आणि मग करू. ती हो म्हणाली ... मी जीन चे २ पेग बनवले आणि चिअर्स करून आम्ही ड्रिंक एन्जोय करू लागलो. गौरीचे डोळे लाल लाल दिसत होते. मी तिला विचारले तुला बर वाटत नाही का ? डोळे का लाल दिसत आहेत? ती म्हणाली काही नाही. आमचा पहिला पेग संपला .... नंतरचे २ पेग घेताना तिला जास्त दारू ओतली ... आता ती मस्त पैकी डोलू लागली ... माझ्या डोक्यात किडा होता कि हि काल पासून एवढी माजावर का आली असेल ? चवथ्या पेग ला ती एकदम मस्त झाली आणि म्हणाली अरे झवणार आहेस कि नाही ? मी म्हणालो हो ग राणी पण मला सांग तुला काल पासून अचानक काय झाले कि तुझी खाज अचानक वाढली ... ह्या वर दारूच्या नशेत ती जे बोलली ते आईकून माझ्या गोट्या कपाळात गेल्या ... ती म्हणाली ते माझं सिक्रेट आहे ... मी खोदून खोदून विचारल्यावर आई घाली म्हणाली कि तिच्या माधुरी नावाच्या मैत्रिणीने तिला स्त्रियांची खाज वाढवणाऱ्या मुसली पॉवर फोर लेडीज नावाच्या गोळ्या आणि पुच्चीला लावायचे प्रोमेन नामक तेल काल दुपारी आणून दिले आणि ह्या आई घालीने काल आणि आज त्या गोळ्या पण खाल्ल्या आणि ते तेल पण पुच्चीच्या आत बाहेर चोपडले त्याचा डबल इफेक्ट झाला आणि ती प्रचंड माजावर आली.

माधुरीला आई बहिणीवरून ५/५० कचकचीत शिव्या घातल्या आणि खाजाळू गौरीला मनसोक्त झवत आहे. आई घाली माझं पूर्ण घामट काढणार असं वाटतं .......

main Rizwana hun pakistan ke city rawalpindi
se meri age is waqt 35 saal hay or maray 4
bachay hain 2 betay or 2 baitian meri shadi 22
saal ke age main ho gai thee or pehlay saal he
meri beti ho gai jis ke age is waqt 12 saal hay 2
saal bad aik or beti peda hui us k baad Allah
nay 2 betay diyeay. Maray ghar main meri saas
maray susar main or meray bachay he rehtay
hain maray husband saudia main hotay hain
ye to thaa mera introduction ab main aati hun
apni story ke taraf jo k thori lambi hay lakin
main aap ko bore nahi karuge or main jo b
kuch likh rahi hun saab sach he likh rahi hun
sirf apni city or names change kar rahi hun taa
k agar koi jannanay wala parh kar pehchan na
sakay or kahin meri badnami na ho jaye
saab se pehlay main apni body ke baray main
bata du meri hight 5.6 inch hay 40 - 34 - 42
mera size hay jo ke pehlay itna nahi thaa lakin
waqt ke sath sath ab itna ho gia hay. mera
rang itna ziada sufaid nahi hay lakin ziada
sanwala b nahi hay main dakhnay main kafi
attractive hun (ab main wohi language use kar
rahi hun jo k aksar stories main use hoti hay)
meray mammay bohat baray baray hain jo k
ab latak gaye hain apnay vazan ke waja se or
bachu ko feeding karwanay ke waja se. maray
kohlay kaafi bhri hain or aksar donu kohlu ke
darmiyan meri kamiz phans jati hay chaltay
waqat mujay khud mehsoos hota hay k donu
kohlay apas main takraa rahay hain or aik
dusray k sath ragarr khatay hain
ye to thaa mera introduction ab aatay hain
story ke taraf
jab meri shadi hui to hamaray ghar main saas
susar ke alwa koi nahi thaaa maray sohar
saudia se 6 mohths ke chuti par aye huvay
thaay hamari chudai din raat chalti thee kabhi
din main b kar laitay thay main apnay
husband se achi tarha satisfied thee or un se
bohat piar b karti thee ab shadi ke baad maray
husband apni chuti poori honay ke baad wapis
chalay gaye thay or main b umeed se theee.
maray sohar ke 3 bhai or hain jo ke saab in
say baray hain meri shadi ke baad jb meri beti
peda hui to saab bohat khush thay lakin jald
he ye khushi khatam ho gaye or achanak
maray baray jaith or jaithani ke aik accident
main deth ho gaye saab bohat dukhi thay moot
ka to dukh thaa he lakin us se b bara dukh
thaa ke un ka beta jo k islamaban main aik
hostel main parta thaa ab dunyan main akela
reh giya thaa us ke age tab koi 12 saal theeye
koi 2001 ka waqyaa hay us ka name adnan
hay.
Adnan ke abu ami ka apna ghar hay jo ke
hamaray ghar ke sath he jura huva hay pehlay
ye aik he ghar hota thaa lakin meri shadi se
pehlay he kahin partition ho gaye thee or
darmiyan main deewar dal kar 2 parts main ho
giya thaaa ab adnan hostel se ghar aaya huva
thaa abnay ami abu ke deth ke waja se or
hamaray sath he reh raha thaa meri saas or
wo aik he kamray main sotay thay main apni
2 months ke beti k sath alagh room main soti
theee hamaray susar uper chath walay kamray
main sotay thay or raat ko kabhi kabhi bahir
chath par charpai becha kar soo jatay thay
Adnan ke chutiyan khatam ho gain or wo
roota huva wapis hostal wapis janay ke tiari
kar raha thaa main nain us ko jaa ke galay
lagaya or tassalli de ke Allah ko jo manzoor
thaa wohi huva or mout to bar haq hay saab
nain aik din jana hay dunyan se or us ko kaha
ke main jb tak zinda hun tum maray betay
hooo or main tumhain koi takleef nahi honay
dungeee Adnan wapis chala giya or issi doran
maray husband nain mujse tafseel se phone par
baat kee or mujay request keee k tum adnan
ka khayal rakhna jab b wo hostel se ayega us
ko khana paka kar dena or kapray doo kar
dena vaghera vaghera lakin main nay un se
kahan k aap q fikar kartay hain main khayal
nahi rakhuge to or kon rakhay ga.
waqat guzarta giya or meri beti 1 saal ke thee
jb maray husband dobara chuti par aye is
doran adnan bhee ghar aata jb us ko hostel se
chutian hoti ab wo normal ho giya thaa or
Allah ke marzi samagh kar sabar kar bethaa
thaa apnay waldain ke deth par.
maray sohar jis din aye us k dusray din he jaa
kar adnan ko b hostel se lay aye k kuch din
hamaray sath reh k chala jayega yahan ye bata
du k hum log rawalpindi ke aik door gaun
(village) main rehtay hain jis ka name batana
theek nahi hay bass ye bata deti hun k wahan
se islamabad ka 1 se 1/1-2 ghantay ka safar
banta hay
Adnan meri beti se bohat lad piar karta thaa
har waqt us ko uthaa ke phirta rehta thaa jb b
rooti to bhagh kar uthaa leta thaaa maray sath
bhe bohat ghul mil giya thaa hansi mazakh
karna us ke adat theee aik din main or maray
husband din ko soo rahay thay meri beti dusri
taraf thee or main husband ke sath ghapi daal
kar soo rahi thee k achanak meri ankh khulli
to dekhaa k adnan meri beti k sath khel raha
hay tab mujay yad aaya k main kamray ko
kundi lagana bhool gaye theee mujay bohat
sharam aaye or jb main nay murr kar adnan
ko dekhaa to bhe sharmaa raha thaaa maray
husband soo rahay thay main nay khuch
kehnay k lea mu khola he thaaa k poochu k
tum kab aye hoo to sath he us nay apnay
honthu par ungli rakh kar chuprehnay ka
ishara kiya or maray husband ke taraf ishara
kar ke kehnay laga k chachu ghag jaingay
main samagh gai k wo dar raha hay ke chachu
kahi gusa he na kar jain k tum kia kar rahay
hoo yahan o main b chup he rahi or wo meri
beti ko uthaa kar ahista se bahir nikal giya
thori dair baad main b uth gai or bhir aa kar
dekhaa to wo kahi b nahi thaa or meri beti b
nahi thee saray ghar main dekhaa or kahi b
nahi mila tomain nay us ko awaz dee to pata
chala k wo apnay ghar giya huva hay main b
dekhnay chali gai k kia kar raha hay akelay
ghar main jb main un ke walay portion main
ponchi to dekhaa ke womeri beti ko bethaa kar
khailaa raha hay to mujay us par bohat piar
aaya main nay poocha k yahan kia kar rahay
hoo akelay to sharmaa kar boola k mujay aap
k kamray main nahi aana chahiyea thaa asay
beghair knock kiyeay to mujay sharam aa rahi
thee apse to main lubna (meri beti) ko yahan
lay aaya to main nay usay kaha k koi baat
nahi tum maray batay he hoo kia huva agar
tum andar baghair knock kiyeay aa gaye or
wasay bhe hum soo he rahay thay to wo thora
normal ho giya or wapis maray peechay
peechay he aa giya hamaray ghar. aik din
mazakh main kehnay laga k aunty g kissi new
mwhman ke tiyari b kee hay k nahimain ye sun
kar thori shoked ho gaye k ab is ko kia jawab
du lakin main nay sambaltay huvay kaha k
tiyari nahi ab intizar karna hay bass aanay ka
yani tiarri to ho chuki hay asay he kabhi hansi
mazakh kar deta thaa us ke chutiyan khatam
ho gaye or wo wapis hostel chala giya or kuch
din baad maray husband bhe wapis chalay
gaye.
3..4 months k baad adnan kogarmiyun ke
chutiyan ho gaye or wo 2.5 months k lea ghar
aa giya. ab mera pait bhe kafi phool chuka
thaa or mujay 9th month lagh chuka thaaa or
mujay hospital b jana thaa checkup k lea to
main adnan ko sath lay gaye CMH hospital
wahan se wapsi par hemain sadar se he gari
par bethna thaa to socha sath main thori
shoping b kar lee jaye hum nay sadar main
bank road or kashmir road par shoping ke
wahi se khana khaya aik restaurant se or
wapis a gaye ye sab main islea bata rahi hun ta
k sab ko samaj aa jaye ke hamari attachment
apas main kesi theee
jab hum ghar ponchay to main kitchen main
rakhay bartan dhoo rahi thee to adnan b wahi
aa giya or mujay bola aik baat pochu aunty
main nay kaha poochoo beta kia baat hay to
kehnay laga k aap naraz to nahi hongee main
nay kaha nahi nahi aap poochoo to poochnay
laga k aunty gee ye bahir kab ayega main nay
poochaa kia to maray passaa kar maray pait
par hath rakh kar bola ye bahir kab ayega
achanak asay sawal par main bhokla gai lakin
phir main nay usay kaha k ye to ab 1 month k
andar bahir aa he jaye gee to wo haka baka
reh giya or bola aa jaye gee ya aa jayega to
main nay kaha nahi doctor nay bataya hay k
aa jaye geee yani beti hay to adnan afsoos
karnay laga k aunty gee beti to pehlay bhe thee
agar beta ho jata to kitna acha hota to main
nay usay wahi kitchen main galay lagaya to
kaha ke tum ho na maray betay to mujay ab
beti ho ya beta kia fark parta hay or wo shidat
e piar se ansoo bhanay laga main nay usay
mathay par or galu par chuma or piar se
seenay se laga liya
main nay adnan ko apnay room main soonay
k lea kaha to wo heran ho kar poochnay laga
k q aunty gee andar bohat garmi hay main
bahir he soo jata hun na to main nain usay
kaha ke mera pait bohat bhari ho giya hay beta
or bar bar uth nahi sakti to or lubna ko raat
ko 3 se 4 bar doodh dena parta hay or ab main
nay apna doodh peelana band kar diya thaa
doodh bar bar garam na karna paray is ka hul
to nikal liya thaa main nay main thermos main
garam kar ke raat ko he rakh laiti thee apnay
sath table par lakin feeder to har bar dhona
parta thaa is lea adnan ko main nay samjhaya
to maan giya or maray sath he andar sonay
laga raat ko jb lubna roti to foren uth jata or
main doodh dal deti wo us ko peela kar botal
dhoo kar lay aata or phir soo jata
issi tarha 2..3 din guzar gaye or main raat ko
kai bar garmi ke wajha se apni kamiz pait se
uper uthaa leti aik din meri kamiz uper uthi
hui thee or adnan b maray pass he soo raha
thaa achanak lubna ronay lgi or wo uth giya
mujay dekh kar muskaray laga lubna ko doodh
pillaya or wo soo gaye phir adnan meri taraf
mu kar ke lait giya or hum batain karnay lagay
wo kehnay laga k aunty gee ap ko agar garmi
lagh rahi hay to aap apni kamiz otar dain na
wasay b meray alwa kon hay yahan jo aap ko
dekhay gaa main hansannay lagi thori sharam
aa rahi thee to main nay sirf pait se kamiz uper
kar lee achanak us nay apna hath maray
nangay pait par rakhaa or piar se phernay laga
mujay b koi bura na laga q ke us ke age abhi
sirf 14 saal k kareeb thee to bacha samagh kar
mujay koi asi baat feel nahi hui main nay b
usay piar se apnay sath laga liya or us k galu
par kiss kee us nay b maray mu par aik choti
se kiss day kar kaha k aunty g agar aap na
hoti to main b mar jata to main nay us ke mu
par hath rakh liya or usay piar se danta ke
asay nahi kehtay tum q mar jatay......
issi tarha ab ye roz ke routine ban gaye thee
wo maray pait par hath pherta or kabhi kabhi
mujay maray gallu par kiss b karta or mugh se
lipit b jata or jab garmi laghti tomain usay
apnay se alag kar deti issi tarha kafi din guzar
gaye or aik din mujay subha se he pain hoo
rahi thee main nay apni saas se kaha k mujay
takleef hay hospital jana paray ga unhu nay
maray susar ko bataya ke rizwana ke delivery
honay ko hay usay hospital lay jana paray gaa
to adnan or maray susar mujay CMH hospital
lay gaye meri saas nahi aaye q k meri beti jo k
ab 2 saal ke ho gaye thee akelli thee or us ko
hospital main sath laana b theek nahi thaa q k
us nay yahan tang karna thaa.....din ko 4 bajay
meri delivery ho gaye or allah nay aik or beti
dee jab mujay ward main shift kar diya giya to
adnan maray pass aaya or mujay mubarak dee
wo kafi khush lagh raha thaa dusray din hum
wapis ghar aa gaye ab meri bari beti chun k
adnan k sath bohat attached thee to main nay
adnan ko apnay room main he sonay ko kaha
lakin fark ye thaa k ab meri saas b hamaray
room main he charpai bheechaa kar soti thee
maray sath plang par adnan maray sath or
meri beti lubna or meri beti jo abi peda hui
thee jis ka name naila rakha thaa sotay thay
adnan raat ko kai baar maray pait par hath
rakhta ya maray mu par hath pherta kabi mera
hath pakar kar apnay seenay par rakh leta
adnan ke garmiyun ke chutyan khatam ho gain
theen or wo wapis challa gia thaa 4 ya panch
month k baad us ko phir chutyan hui or wo
wapis ghar aaya lakin ab mausam change ho
giya thaa november ka month thaa o kafi
thand ho jati thee raat ko
lubna ab meri saas k sath soti thee or adnan
maray room main he sonay laga thaa q k
maray kamray main tv b rakhaa thaa to wo tv
dekhta dekhta wahi soo jata hum aik he palang
par soo rhay hotay thay or kai bar wo mujay
meri beri ko dood pelatay huvay dekhta thaa
aik din wo rat ko kehnay laga k aunty g koi
penadol ke goli ho to day dain maray sar main
dard ho raha hay main nay usay goli dee or us
ko sar dabanay ke offer ke to kehnay laga k
koi baat nahi theek ho jaye ga aap q takleef
karti hain to main nay usay piar se aik kiss ke
or apnay seenay k sath laga liya phirus ka sar
dabanay lagi issi doran wo soo giya mujay us
par bohat piar aaya main nay sotay huvay us
ko aik kiss de or apnay seenay say laga kar
lait gaye wo soo raha thaa maray seenay k
sath lagh kar ab tak na maray dilmain koi baat
thee or yakeennan us k dil main b koi asi baat
nahi thee lakin wo raat apnay sath janay
kahan se ye ehsaas lay ai k mujay us k sath
kuch ajeeb sa feel huva pata nahi apnay
husband ke yaad aa rahi thee ya janay kia thaa
lkin kuch kuch hoo raha thaa maray andar
us ko apnay galay se lagaye main laiti hui thee
k achanak mujay mehsoos huva k meri raanu
par kuch chub raha hay main nay ghor kiya to
samagh aa gaye k ye chubnay wali chez kiya
hay main nay ahista se adnan ko apnay se
alagh kiya or dusri taraf mu kar k apni beti k
sath soo gai raat ke pechlay pehar meri beti
rooi to main us ko doodh pilanay lagi issi
doran main halki ghnudgi main thee k adnan
nay karvat lee ormeri taraf hoo giya or meri
back k sath jhapi dal lee shayed us ko sardi
lagh rahi thee main apni beti ko doodh pila kar
wahi soo gaye lakin phir dobara meri ankh
khul gaye q k mujay apnay kohlu main kuch
chub raha thaa mujay samaj aa giya k ye
adnan ka lund hay or sotay main khara ho kar
mujay chub raha hay main nay apna aik hath
peechay kiya or usay apnay sa alag karnay ke
gharz se peechay ko karnay ke koshesh kee
lakin wo maray sath or ziada lipt gia main
nain neechay se fasla rakhnay k lea aik hath
neechay kiya or usay ranu se peechay karnay
ke koshesh kee lakin mera hath us ke lund par
lagh giya main nain tatool kar dekhaa to kafi
bara laga koi 5 inch ka ho ga maray husband
ka to kafi bara hay or mota b bohat hay lakin
adnan ka age ke hesab se us ka lund kafi bara
laga mujay or mota b main nay apna hath
wapis agay kar liya or chupkar k lait gaye or
sochnay lagi k 15 saal ke age main larkay to
baligh mahi hota or aam larku ka itna bara b
nahi hota is age main lakin adnan ka to kfi
bara hay agar issi ke age ke larki se is ke shadi
kar de jaye to ye us ka theek thaak kaam kar
sakta hay
thori dair main yahi kuch sochti rahi or adnan
nay phir karvat lee or seeda ho kar lait giya
hum donu nay jo kambal lay rakha thaa wo
kafi bara thaa lakin adnan ke taraf ziada
honay ke waja se meri beti par se hat raha
thaato main nain uth kar aik chota kambal jo
k chotay bachu k lea he hota hay uthaya or
apni beti par dala or wash room se ho kar aai
to adnan ke mazeed karvat lainay se maray lea
kamban bacha he nahi thaa sara ka sara adnan
k gird lipta huva thaaa
hum raat ko zero volt ka balb jala kar sotay
thay iss lea kamray main kafi roshni theee
main nay adnan ko dobara seedha kiya or
kambal us k uper se otara taa k theek se us k
uper dalu jab main nay kambal uthaya to
adnan nay banyan or shalwar pehni hui thee
us ke adat thee chahay garmi hoo ya sardi
kamiz otar kar he sota thaaa meri nazar us ke
shalwar par pari to us ka akra huva lund nazar
aa raha thaa mujay b kuch kuch honay laga
lakin main nay waha se tawajo hatta lee or
kambal daal kar khud b lait gai or adha
kambal khud par b daal liya lakin aaj mujay
neend nahi aa rahi thee or ye kuch dekh kar
apnay husband ke yad aa rahi theee main nay
adnan k taraf mu kar liya or us ka sar uthaa
kar apnay bazu k neechay rakh liya or apna
aik hath us k seenay par rakh kar lait gai thori
dair bad adnan nay phir aik karvat lee or
maray sath lipt giya us k gaal maray gaalu k
sath lagay huvay thay or ghutnu tak sara jism
maray sath jura huva thaa us ka lund mujay
apni raanu k sath touch hota huva mehsoor ho
raha thaa main nay b jazbaat main aa kar us
ko apnay sath liptaa liya or thora apnay
seenay k sath dabaya meri phudi b geely hoo
rahi thee ye pata nahi aaj mujay kia ho raha
thaaa phir main nay apna aik seedha hath
neechay kiya or ahista se us ke lund ko pakar
kar dekhaa kafi hard thaa or sirf aik shalwar
thee darmiyan main yu samjhiyea nanga he
lagh raha thaa q k shalwar bohat patli se thee
aista se main nay tatool kar dekhaa to kafi
bara or mota b thaa main heran ho gaye k iss
age main b iss ka itna to hay k kissi piayasi
aurat ko thanda kar he sakta hay
phir mainnay usay pakar kar apni ranu k
darmiyan bilkul donu tangu k darmiyan main
adjust kiya or us ko apnay sath or zoor se
jhapi daal kar dabaya mujay bohat maza aanay
laga thaa lakin dar b lagh raha thaa k adnan
kahi ghaj he na jayemain nay apna hath us ke
gand par rakh kar dabaya to us ke lund nay
thora sa or agay ragar lagai ab main usay issi
tarha apni taraf ehtiyat se dabati rahi ta k
ghasay laghtay rahain or us ka lund ragar
lagaye main thora josh main aa gaye or thora
ziada zor se us ko daba diya jis se us nay aik
karvat lainay ke koshesh kee main nay b usay
chor diya lakin wo ghaga nahi thaa bass karvat
lee thee us nay or seedha hoo giya thaa main
nay thori dair wait kiya or jb tasalli ho gaye k
wo soo raha hay to uss k seenay par dobara
hath rakha or aista aista neechay laanay lagi
jasay he mera hath us k lund se takraya to us
k lund ko aik ghatka sa laga main nain hath us
ke shalwar main dalliya or us k lund ko pakar
liya uf itna garam hoo raha thaaa or meri soch
se b ziada hard thaa mita koi 3 inch ho ga or
lamba to 5 inch se ziada he thaa main nain
aista aista uper neechay karna shuru kar diya
phor hath neechay lay gaye or us ke golyan
pakar kar dekhi choti theen abhi bhir main nay
hath wapis us k lund par rakha or sehlanay
lagi ab mera dil kar raha thaa k us ka chupa
lagaun but dar b lagh raha thaa main nay apna
hath bahir nikala or us ke shalwar utarnay ka
soch he rahi thee k us k ankh khul gaye main
nay b apni ankhain band kee hui thee taa k us
ko lagay k main soo rahi hun wo uthaa or
darwazay ke kundi khol kar bahir nikal giyaaa
to be continue........