Adultery AAHAT - ek cuckold ki sanak

[Kiran85]

Kay howa bro... Update.... waiting...

 

[Chavda karuna]

So excited story

 

[Savi Malhotra]

Superb n fantastic update bro,
Keep it up bro,

 

[Itsmenik]

Update de rahe ho kya bhai?

 

[Chavda karuna]

Noor ko pregnant karo

 

[dragonslair]

Kya main ek naya male charactor ko story me laun - Kya rai hai ap sabo ki

I think its the best time to introduce a new character

 

[Mehjabin Zeenat]

Kya main ek naya male charactor ko story me laun - Kya rai hai ap sabo ki

Introduce new characters. Cause Noor discovered her forbidden desires. And it'll make her more greedy. Single character, same narrative gets boring day by day. Introduce an older man like Hira's uncle or anyone who is managed by Hira himself.

 

[Pinkpussy4u]

Chapter - 18

Main chat ke darwaze ke peeche chhupkar, andhere mein ghula hua, Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant ke andar ekdum kadak, haath tezi se sehlaata hua. Noor jugadu bed par baithi thi, sirf bra aur pyjama mein, uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha, uski kamar ki gori chamdi ekdum makhmali, jaise koi haram ka khazana. Hira uske kareeb, uski kamar par haath rakhe, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath usse chhed raha tha. Unka ganda khel ab poore josh mein tha, chat ke sannate mein unki masti bhari siskiyan goonj rahi thi. Hira ne Noor ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaya, dheeme se kaha, “Meri rani, zara apni wo dikha na, main toh bas uske liye mara ja raha hoon.” Usne apni aankh maari, uski awaaz ek gandi si masti se bhari thi. Noor ne ek tez siski nikali, sharmate hue apne haath se chehra chhupaya, aur boli, “Hira, tu kitna harami hai! Aise kaise bolta hai? Nahi dikhati, kameena!” Usne apne pair band kar liye, par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi, jaise wo is khel ka poora maza le rahi ho.

Hira ne zor se hansi di, uska haath Noor ke kandhe par gaya, aur usne usse dheere se kheenchkar kaha, “Arre, meri jaan, itna sharma kyun rahi hai? Tujhe toh pata hai, yeh sab maine tere liye hi intezaam kiya hai. Bas ek jhalak, phir dekh kaise tujhe rani banaunga iss gande bed par.” Noor ne sharmili muskurahat di, apne honth kaat liye, aur ek gandi si awaaz mein kaha, “Achha, thik hai, dekh lo, par bas dekhna, kameena!” Usne apne pair thoda sa khole, pyjama abhi pehne hue, aur uski yeh shaitani masti Hira ke chehre par ek badi si hasi laayi. Hira ne uske kareeb apna chehra jhukaya, jaise koi toffee ka wrapper dekh raha ho, aur bola, “Wah, meri rani, yeh toh bilkul komal hai, ab toh main tera poora deewana ho gaya!” Noor ne chhoti si hansi ke saath uske sir par dheere se chanta maara, boli, “Bas, Hira, ab hadd mat kar, warna main wapas chali jaungi!” Par uska hasna aur Hira ka kameenapan ek ganda josh jaga raha tha, jaise chat par koi haram ka tamasha chal raha ho.

Meri nazar un par tiki thi, par kabhi idhar-udhar bhi jati, yeh dekhne ke liye ki koi unhe na pakad le. Dil dhadak raha tha, cuckpan ka nasha meri rooh mein sama raha tha. Tabhi Noor ki hasne ki awaaz kaanon mein padi, ek aisi hansi jo maine pehle kabhi na suni thi, gandi aur sharmili ka mishran. Maine dhyan us taraf lagaya. Meri Noor aur uska ashiq masti mein baatein kar rahe the, Noor has-has kar jawab de rahi thi. Hira ne uski kamar sehlate hue kaha, “Baby, teri yeh chikni chut toh bilkul mithai jaisi hai.” Noor ne halki si hansi di, sharmate hue boli, “Hat, pagle, tu bhi na!” Hira ne apna haath uske pyjama ke kinaare par phiraya, jaise koi haram ka khazana kholne ki koshish kar raha ho, aur dheere se uske gale par ek ganda sa chumma liya. Noor ne ek siski nikali, aisi awaaz jo meri bibi ke muh se pehle kabhi na aayi thi, ek ganda josh aur masti ka toofan. Uske haath Hira ke baalon mein gaye, aur wo uski is shaitani mein poora sath de rahi thi, jaise yeh haram ka khel uske liye zindagi ka nasha ban gaya ho. Main apne lund ko masalta raha, har siski meri rooh mein teer ki tarah chubh rahi thi.

Hira Noor ko beinteha chumta raha, uske gale se kandhe tak, uski kamar par haath neeche sarkate hue, jaise koi bhookha shikari apne shikar ka maza le raha ho. Noor ne kuch pal baad use dheere se dhakka diya, thoda door kiya. Uski saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, wo hanf rahi thi, aur usne us kameene ki chhati par mukka maar kar kaha, “Janwar kahin ka!” Dono zor se hasne lage, unki hansi chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi, ek aisa tamasha jo mere cuckpan ke liye ek ganda sukoon tha. Noor ke sharir par sirf bra thi, uski kurti aur dupatta bedsheet ka kaam kar rahe the, aur baki kapde zameen par bikhre pade the. Mera dil haule-haule dhadak raha tha, par usme ek gazab ki khumari thi. Raat ki thandi hawa mein main ek premi jodi ko dekh raha tha, unka yeh haram ka khel mere liye ek nasha tha.

Tabhi Hira ki awaaz kaanon mein aayi, “Baby, mujhe bhukh lagi hai.” Noor ne chehak kar jawab diya, “Chalo, neeche raat ka khana bacha hua hai.” Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Nahi, baby, mujhe teri us cheez ki bhukh hai.” Noor ki halki awaaz mein ek sawaal aaya, “Kya…?” Hira ne apne daant dikhate hue bola, “Teri chut ki bhukh hai, meri jaan.” Noor ne bade adaa se jawab diya, “Babu, mauka toh diya hai, tu hi der kar raha hai, kha na jee bhar ke!” Yeh sun main khud ko rok na saka, mera lund phir paani ugalne laga, saansein tezi se chali, aur mere saamne Hira ne Noor ke pairon ko thoda sa failaya, apna chehra uske kareeb le jaya, jaise koi bhookha aadmi mithai ke tukde ke liye taras raha ho. Noor ke muh se ek tez siski nikli, “Umm, hai re… aaaaah,”.

Chapter - 19

Noor jugadu bed par leti thi, sirf bra mein, uska jism roshni mein chamak raha tha, uski kamar ka gora makhmal aur nangi taangon ki chamak mere dil mein aag laga rahi thi. Hira uske kareeb, uska chehra Noor ke chut ke paas, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath, jaise koi bhookha shikari apne khazane ka swad le raha ho. Unka ganda khel ab poore josh mein tha, chat ke sannate mein Noor ki siskiyan goonj rahi thi, aisi awaazein jo maine apni bibi ke muh se kabhi na suni thi. Hira ne apne honth Noor ke chut ke kareeb rakhe, uski garam saansein uske jism par hawa ki tarah lag rahi thi, aur kaha, “Meri rani, yeh chut toh mithai se bhi meethi hai, main toh iske liye mara ja raha hoon.” Noor ne ek lambi siski nikali, “Hai re… Hira, tu kameena… aaaaah,” uski awaaz mein ganda josh aur sharm ka toofan, meri rooh mein teer ki tarah chubh rahi thi. Usne Hira ke baalon ko zor se pakda, uska jism thoda sa utha, jaise wo is haram ke nashe mein doob rahi ho.

Hira ka josh ab rukne ka naam na le raha tha. Usne apne haath Noor ki kamar par neeche sarkaye, uske ----- ke kareeb rakhe, jaise koi deewana apne khazane ka maza le raha ho. Noor ke muh se siskiyan tezi se nikal rahi thi, “Umm… Hira, bas kar… aaaaah,” par uski aankhein masti se band thi, uska jism Hira ke kareeb sata, jaise yeh ganda khel uski rooh ka hissa ban gaya ho. Main darwaze ke peeche khada, apne lund ko masalta raha, yeh manzar dekhkar mera dil dhadhak raha tha. Noor ka yeh roop, itna khula, itna jungli, maine kabhi socha na tha. Meri bibi, jo ghar mein sharmili si lagti thi, yahan Hira ke saath ek haram ka tamasha khel rahi thi, aur main, uska sauhar, is gande sukoon mein doobta ja raha tha, cuckpan ka nasha meri har saans mein sama raha tha. Hira ne ek gandi hansi di, “Meri jaan, yeh chut bahut lazeez hai,” aur usne apna chehra aur kareeb le jaya, Noor ki siskiyan ab ek ganda geet ban gayi thi, jo chat ke andhere mein goonj rahi thi.

Noor ka josh ab hadd paar kar gaya tha. Usne ek shaitani hansi di, aur Hira ko dekhte hue kaha, “Kameena, ab meri baari hai, tu bas maza leta rahega?” Usne Hira ke kandhe par haath rakha, ek jhatke se usse dheere se dhakka diya, aur uske pant ke button par haath le gayi. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Arre, meri rani, itni josh mein?” Par Noor ab poori jungli ho chuki thi, usne ek naughty si muskurahat ke saath Hira ka pant thoda sa neeche khiska, aur uske lund par haath rakha. Usne apne honth kaat liye, ek gandi si awaaz mein kaha, “Dekh, Hira, ab main tujhe sikhati hoon asli khel.” Usne apne haath mein thodi si thook li, aur Hira ke lund ke saath khelne lagi, uski ungliyan dheere se harkat kar rahi thi, jaise koi shaitan apne khel mein magan ho. Hira ne ek tez siski nikali, “Uff, Noor, tu toh… meri jaan le legi!” Noor ne zor se hansi, uski awaaz chat ke sannate mein goonj rahi thi, aur main, yeh sab dekhkar, apne aap ko rok na saka. Yeh manzar meri rooh ko jala raha tha, par ek ganda sukoon bhi de raha tha.

Noor ka josh ab rukne ka naam na le raha tha. Usne Hira ko ek aur dhakka diya, usse mattress par litaya, aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath uske upar chadh gayi. Usne Hira ke chhati par haath rakhe, uska jism Hira ke upar sata, aur kaha, “Ab tu dekh, kameena, main kaise khelti hoon.” Hira ne ek gandi hansi di, “Meri rani, tu toh aag hai!” Noor ne apna haath Hira ke lund par rakha, aur usse apne chut ke kareeb le gayi, jaise koi jungli rani apne khazane ka darwaza khol rahi ho. Usne dheere se apna jism neeche kiya, ek tez siski nikali, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” uski awaaz mein ek ganda josh tha, jo mere kaanon mein teer ki tarah lagi. Main awestruck khada tha, meri aankhein Noor par tiki thi, uska yeh roop, itna khula, itna besharm, mujhe yakin na ho raha tha. Meri bibi, jo kabhi ghar mein chupke se baatein karti thi, ab yahan Hira ke saath ye khel khel rahi thi, aur main, ek chhupa hua cuck, is manzar mein doobta ja raha tha. Noor ka jism dheere se harkat mein aaya, uski siskiyan tezi se badh rahi thi, aur Hira ke haath uski kamar par zor se pakad rahe the, jaise dono ek gande nashe mein ek doosre ko kheench rahe ho.

Tabhi neeche se ek zor ki awaaz aayi—bartan girne ki jhanjhanahat, jaise koi kitchen mein chhoo gaya ho. Meri aankhein ekdum khul gayi, yeh awaaz meri awe ko tod rahi thi, dil dhadhak utha, aur maine idhar-udhar dekha, sochta hua ki ab kya hoga.

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Tabhi neeche se ek zor ki awaaz aayi—bartan girne ki jhanjhanahat, jaise koi kitchen mein chhoo gaya ho. Meri aankhein ekdum khul gayi, Noor aur Hira ka haram ka tamasha meri rooh se nikal gaya, aur dil dhadhak utha. Yeh awaaz meri awe ko tod rahi thi, ek ganda sukoon ek pal mein dar mein badal gaya. Main darwaze ke peeche chhupa tha, par ab yeh chat ek khatarnak jagah lag rahi thi. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, par dar ne us nashe ko daba diya. Koi jaag gaya hoga—abbu? Ammi? Ya koi aur? Noor ka jungli roop, uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” abhi bhi mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi, par yeh awaaz meri maut ban sakti thi. Main chupke se, jaldi se, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, neeche ki taraf bhaaga, meri saansein tezi se chal rahi thi, dil ek gande khauf aur cuckpan ke nashe ke beech jhool raha tha.

Main kitchen ke paas andhere mein chhup gaya, ek deewar ke peeche khada, aankhein faadkar dekhta raha. Abbu wahan the, ek glass paani haath mein liye, aankhein neend se bhaari, jaise adha soya hua ho. Unhone ek bartan ko side mein rakha, shayad wahi gira tha, aur dheere se paani piya. Mera dil zor-zor se dhadhak raha tha, soch raha tha, upar chat par meri bibi, sirf bra mein, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel khel rahi thi, aur yahan main apne abbu ke saamne chhupa hua, ek cuckpan ka deewana, dar ke maare kaanp raha tha. Abbu ne glass rakha, dheeme kadmon se apne kamre ki taraf badhe, unki neend mein chalti hui awaaz meri jaan mein jaan daal rahi thi. Maine ek lambi saans li, khatra tal gaya tha.. Noor ka wo roop, uski besharmi, Hira ke saath wo khel, mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha, aur main jaldi se wapas chat ki taraf bhaaga, yeh dekhne ke liye ki ab kya ho raha hai.

Chat par pahuncha toh manzar badal chuka tha. Noor ab jugadu bed par baithi thi, jaldi-jaldi apni kurti pehen rahi thi, uska dupatta haath mein tha, aur uska chehra dar se safed pada tha. Sirf bra mein thi wo kuch pal pehle, par ab usne apna pyjama bhi pehen liya tha, par uski panty kahin dikh nahi rahi thi. Hira uske paas khada tha, ek kameeni muskurahat ke saath, uske haath mein Noor ki panty pakdi hui thi, jaise koi shaitani trophy ho. Noor gusse mein, par cute si awaaz mein boli, “Hira, de de meri panty yeh koi mazaak nahi hai! Koi jaag gaya hoga, maine kaha tha yeh risk hai!” Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Arre, meri rani, kuch nahi hua, bas ek bartan gira hoga. Thodi der aur ruk ja, yeh khel abhi poora bhi nahi hua.” Usne Noor ka haath pakadne ki koshish ki, uski panty ko apne jeb mein daal diya, aur kaha, “Yeh toh meri nishani rahegi, ab wapas aaja.” Par Noor ab dar ke maare kaanp rahi thi, usne Hira ko dhakka diya, “Nahi, Hira, bas! Tu pagal hai, agar kisi ne dekh liya toh sab khatam! Meri panty de, warna main chali jaungi!” Uski awaaz mein gussa tha, par uski sharmili masti abhi bhi thodi si jhalak rahi thi, jaise wo Hira ke kameenapan se thodi si khush bhi thi.

Hira ne ek dheemi si gaali di, par Noor ne uski baat nahi suni. Usne apna dupatta sar par dala, ek aakhri baar Hira ko gusse bhari, par cute si nazar se dekha, aur kaha, “Tu rakh le apni nishani, kameena, par ab main ja rahi hoon!” Usne apni kurti theek ki, pyjama ko ek baar check kiya, aur jaldi se chat ke darwaze ki taraf badhi, uske kadmon ki dheemi awaaz sannate mein goonj rahi thi. Hira ne uske peeche awaaz di, “Noor, meri jaan, kal phir aana!” par Noor ne palatkar nahi dekha, uska dar uski masti par bhari pad gaya tha. Main yeh sab dekhta raha, mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, Noor ka yeh gussa, uski sharmili besharmi, Hira ka kameenapan, yeh sab mere nashe ko aur badha raha tha. Par ab waqt nahi tha, main jaldi se neeche apne kamre ki taraf bhaaga, pairon ki awaaz na ho iska dhyan rakhte hue, aur bistar par let gaya, aankhein band karke sone ka natak shuru kar diya.

Thodi der baad kamre ka darwaza dheere se khula, Noor andar aayi. Usne mujhe dekha, shayad socha main so raha hoon, par maine aankhein thodi si kholkar usse chupke se dekha. Wo bistar ke paas khadi thi, apne aap se dheeme se bol rahi thi, “Noor, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu? Itna bada risk… agar kisi ne sun liya hota toh? Tauba tauba, bas ab aur nahi!” Uski awaaz mein dar aur sharam ka mishran tha, uske haath thodi si kaanp rahe the, aur usne apna dupatta zor se pakda hua tha, jaise usse aaram mil rahi ho. Usne ek baar meri taraf dekha, shayad check karne ke liye ki main so raha hoon, aur phir dheere se bistar par mere paas let gayi. Uski saansein abhi bhi tezi se chal rahi thi, par wo control karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Usne apna haath meri kamar par rakha, dheere se meri taraf mudkar so gayi, aur main, aankhein band karke, apne hi nashe mein dooba raha. Noor ki yeh siskiyan, uska jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel, aur yeh khauf, sab mere dimaag mein goonj rahe the. Mera lund abhi bhi tight tha, par main chup raha, ek gande sukoon ke saath neend mein chala gaya.
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Subah der se aankh khuli, neend mein Noor ka jungli roop abhi bhi mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha—uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” Hira ka kameenapan, aur bartan ki jhanjhanahat jo sab kuch rukwa di thi. Mera lund bistar par hi tight ho gaya, par Noor kamre mein nahi thi. Uthkar dekha toh wo kitchen mein thi, khana tayyar kar chuki thi, apna dupatta sar par dala hua, sharmili si lag rahi thi, jaise kal raat ka dar abhi bhi uske chehre par tha. Usne mujhe dekha, ek halki si muskurahat di, aur kaha, “Imran, khana rakha hai, kha lo, main abbu ke liye dawai lene ja rahi hoon.” Uski awaaz mein thodi si ghabrahat thi, jaise wo mujhse nazrein chura rahi ho. Maine chupke se usse dekha, uska gora jism kurti ke peeche chhupa tha, par kal raat ka wo bra-only manzar, Hira ke saath wo ganda khel, meri rooh mein aag laga raha tha. Maine khana kha liya, man hi man sochta raha ki Noor abhi bhi dar rahi hai, par uski masti abhi khatam nahi hui hogi. Office ke liye nikal gaya, mera dil kameenapan aur dar ke beech jhool raha tha.

Office mein baitha tha, dimag mein Noor ki siskiyan aur Hira ka kameena chehra goonj rahe the, tabhi phone baja—Hira tha. Usne seedhe mudde par baat ki, “Imran, kal kya hua? Meri maal abhi bhi dar rahi hai kya?” Uski awaaz mein wohi shaitani thi, jaise wo Noor ke bare mein sochkar hi josh mein ho. Maine dheere se kaha, “Haan, Hira, wo abhi bhi ghabrai hui hai. Bartan ki awaaz ne usse dara diya, bol rahi thi ‘tauba tauba, bas ab aur nahi.’” Hira ne zor se hansi di, “Arre, shali wo thodi si sharmili hai, par uski chut mein abhi bhi aag hai, tu dekhna.” Uske lafzon ne mere lund ko phir tight kar diya, sochne laga ki Noor ka wo jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo khel, kitna ganda sukoon deta hai. Par maine kaha, “Hira, ghar mein ammi-abbu hain, tum dono ka aise milna mushkil hai. Main chahta hoon tum dono ko thodi si aazadi mile, par yeh risk bahut bada hai.” Hira chup raha ek pal, phir uski kameeni awaaz aayi, “Toh phir meri maal ko park le ja, Imran. Wahan thodi si masti karenge, thodi si chudai ke liye jagah toh mil hi jayegi.” Uske lafzon mein ek gandi si khushi thi, jaise wo Noor ke saath ek naye khel ka plan bana raha ho.

Mera dil dhadhak utha, Hira ka yeh plan meri harami si rooh ko jaga raha tha. Park? Wahan Noor aur Hira, khule aasman ke neeche, thodi si chhupi hui jagah mein, apna ganda khel khel sakte the. Maine socha, ghar mein ammi-abbu ka dar hamesha rahega, par park mein, thodi si chhupne ki jagah, thodi si masti, aur mera yeh ganda sukoon—sab kuch mumkin tha. Maine kaha, “Thik hai, Hira, main Noor ko shaam ko park le jaunga, tum wahan aa jana. Par dhyan rakhna, koi dekh na le.” Hira ne ek shaitani hansi di, “Arre, Imran, tu bas meri setting ko le aa, baki ka khel main sambhal lunga.” Usne phone rakha, aur main office mein baitha, apne lund ko pant ke upar se sehlaata raha, sochta hua ki Noor ka wo roop, uski siskiyan, Hira ke saath park mein kya rang layega. Mera dil ek gande josh aur dar ke mishran mein doob gaya, yeh nasha mujhe pagal kar raha tha.

Shaam ko ghar pahuncha, Noor living room mein thi, ammi ke saath baat kar rahi thi, uska dupatta sar par, sharmili si muskurahat. Maine usse kaha, “Noor, shaam ko park chalte hain, thodi hawa kha lenge.” Usne mujhe dekha, thodi si hairani se, phir boli, “Thik hai, Imran, chalte hain.” Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi thodi si ghabrahat thi, par shayad wo bhi ghar se nikalna chahti thi. Maine man hi man socha, Noor ko nahi pata ki yeh park ka plan uski masti ko aur badha dega, Hira ke saath uska milan. Ammi-abbu ko bataya ki hum thodi der ke liye bahar ja rahe hain, aur Noor ke saath nikal gaya. Park ke raste mein Noor chup thi, uska chehra shant, par main uske andar ki aag ko jaanta tha, kal raat ka wo jungli roop, Hira ke saath wo khel, abhi bhi uske jism mein chhupa hoga.

Park pahunchte hi maine Noor ko ek bench par bithaya, aur kaha, “Main thodi der mein aata hoon, tu yahan baith.” Wo thodi si hairani se mujhe dekhti rahi, par kuch boli nahi. Maine chupke se Hira ko phone kiya, “Hira, hum park mein hain, tu jaldi aa.” Hira ne kameeni awaaz mein kaha, “Bas, Imran, maal ke liye aa raha hoon, tu bas dekhta rehna.” Mera dil dhadhak raha tha, soch raha tha ki Noor aur Hira, is park mein, kisi chhupi hui jagah mein, kya khel khelenge.

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Shaam ka suraj park ke pedon ke peeche dhal raha tha, Noor ek bench par baithi thi, burqa mein chhupi, uska chehra shayad sharm aur dar ke saath band tha. Main thodi door khada, Hira ka intezaar kar raha tha, mera dil dhadhak raha tha. Noor ka kal raat ka jungli roop—uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” Hira ke saath wo gandi chudai ki aahat—abhi bhi mere dimaag mein goonj raha tha, aur ab yeh park, yeh khula maidan, unke liye ek naya tamasha ban sakta tha. Tabhi Hira dikhayi diya, casual kapdon mein, haath jeb mein, jaise bas walk ke liye aaya ho. Usne mujhe dekha, ek kameeni muskurahat di, aur Noor ki taraf badha, jaise usse yahan dekhkar hairaan ho. “Arre, Imran bhai, Noor bhabhi yahan? Main toh bas thodi hawa kha raha tha,” usne kaha, uski awaaz mein shaitani chhupi thi.

Noor ne burqa ke peeche se Hira ko dekha, uska haath thoda sa kaanp gaya, shayad dar se ya hairani se. Kal raat ka bartan ka jhanjhanahat, uska dar, uski cute gussa Hira ke saath—sab uske dimaag mein hoga. Usne chup rehna chuna, bas ek dheemi si “salaam” boli, aur nazrein jhuka li. Main Hira ke paas gaya, usse friendly andaaz mein baat ki, par man mein ek ganda khel chhid gaya. “Hira, tu yahan? Aaj kal kitna walk karta hai, ya koi aur wajah hai?” Maine aankh maar kar poochha, jaise uska raaz jaanta ho. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Bas, Imran bhai, sehat ke liye thodi si hawa zaroori hai, aur thodi si masti bhi.” Usne Noor ki taraf dekha, aur maine uski aankhon mein wahi gandi aag dekhi jo kal raat chat par thi. Maine aur odd sawaal kiye, “Tera kaam kaisa chal raha hai? Koi nayi ladki toh nahi dikhi?” Hira ne zor se hansa, “Arre, bhai, aap bhi na, hai ek ladki mere pasand ki...” Noor ne yeh sunte hi burqa ke andar thoda sa harkat ki, shayad sharam ya dar se.

Mera dimag tezi se chalne laga, yeh mauka tha Hira aur Noor ko aur kareeb laane ka. Maine ek plan banaya, ek bahana jo mujhe yahan se door le jaye aur Hira ko Noor ke saath waqt de. “Hira, ek zaroori kaam yaad aaya,” maine kaha, thodi si ghabrahat ka natak karte hue. “Office ka ek urgent payment clear karna hai, abhi jana padega. Tu Noor ka khayal rakh, uska mehram jaisa hi hai tu, aur ghar le jana, thik hai?” Hira ne ek shaitani muskurahat di, “Imran bhai, tension na le, bhabhi meri zimmedari hai, main ghar tak chhod dunga.” Noor ne burqa ke peeche se mujhe dekha, uski aankhein dar aur hairani se bhaari thi, par usne kuch nahi kaha. Shayad kal raat ka dar, ya Hira ke saath uski masti ka nasha, usse chup rehne par majboor kar raha tha. Maine Noor ko kaha, “Noor, main jaldi wapas aaunga, Hira ke saath ghar chali jana.” Usne sirf sar hila diya, aur main park se nikal gaya, par sach toh yeh tha ki main chhupne wala tha.

Main park ke ek kone mein chhup gaya, thodi door ek ped ke peeche, jahan se Noor aur Hira ko dekh sakta tha. Das minute tak maine intezaar kiya, mera dil dhadhak raha tha, sochta hua ki Hira ab kya karega. Jab wapas park mein aaya, Noor aur Hira bench par nahi the. Mera dil ekdum se doob gaya, kahan gaye dono? Maine park mein idhar-udhar dekha, log chhote-mote groups mein baithe the, par Noor ka burqa kahin nahi dikha. Dil mein ek ganda josh aur dar ka mishran ubal raha tha—kya Hira ne apna khel shuru kar diya? Main park ke sabse door, sabse sunsaan hisse ki taraf badha, jahan ghane ped aur jhadiyan thi, ek aisi jagah jo chhupne ke liye perfect thi. Wahan pahuncha toh manzar ne meri saans rok di—Hira aur Noor ek ped ke neeche baithe the, Noor ka burqa thoda sa khula tha, uska chehra dikh raha tha, aur Hira uske kareeb, usse sweet talk kar raha tha, uski kameeni muskurahat ke saath.

Hira ne Noor ka haath pakda hua tha, dheere se kaha, “Meri rani, tu yeh burqa mein bhi itni haseen lagti hai, kal raat ka tune kaise bhaja diya, zalima? Teri chut mein abhi bhi wahi aag hai.” Noor ne sharmate hue apna haath chhudaya, par ek halki si hansi di, “Hira, tu pagal hai, yahan park mein? Koi dekh lega!” Par uski awaaz mein dar ke saath thodi si masti thi, jaise wo Hira ke kameenapan se khush ho. Hira ne uske kaan ke paas apna chehra le jaya, “Arre, yahan koi nahi aata, meri jaan, bas thodi si masti kar lete hain, tujhe toh pata hai main tera deewana hoon.” Noor ne ek siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, tu… bas kar,” par usne Hira ko door nahi kiya, uski aankhein sharam aur josh ke saath chamak rahi thi. Main ek ped ke peeche chhupa, unke thodi door baitha, park ke pedon aur hawa ka maza leta hua, par mera dil Noor ke har lafz, har siski par atka tha. Mera lund pant mein tight ho gaya, yeh ganda sukoon me dub gaya.

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Main ped ke peeche chhupa, park ke sunsaan hisse mein Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant mein tight, saansein tezi se chal rahi thi. Noor burqa mein thi, chehra thoda sa dikh raha tha, roshni mein chamakta hua, aur Hira uske kareeb, uska haath pakde, chutiya jaise baatein karta hua. Kal raat ka manzar—Noor sirf bra mein, uski siskiyan, “Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” wo ganda khel—mere kaanon mein goonj raha tha. Hira ne Noor ke kaan mein dheere se kaha, “Babu, yeh burqa utaar de na, thodi si masti karte hain.” Noor ne sharmate hue haath chhudaya, “Hira, pagalpan band kar, koi dekh lega! Kapde gande ho jayenge! Khana bhi banana hai ghar ka” Uski awaaz mein dar tha, par thodi si hansi bhi, use bhi Hira ke chutiya baatein pasand aa rahi thi.

Hira ne kameeni muskurahat di, “Arre, meri jaan, kapde gande nahi honge, main kuch karta hun.” Usne Noor ka burqa dheere se utara, sirf burqa, uski kurti aur pyjama abhi bhi uske jism par, gora makhmal roshni mein chamakta hua. Hira ne burqa zameen par bichaya, jaise koi chapri apni girlfriend ke liye bed banaye, aur kaha, “Baith na, babu, yeh tera adda hai, koi gandagi nahi chhuegi.” Noor ne chhoti si siski nikali, “Tu kitna harami hai, Hira!” par burqa par baith gayi, aankhein idhar-udhar dekhti hui, dar ke maare. Hira uske kareeb baith gaya, uski kamar par haath rakha, “Ab thodi si maze ke liye time hai, babu, tu meri dil ki rani hai.” “Maze” uske gande irade chhupata tha, par uski baatein meri rooh mein aag laga rahi thi. Mera lund aur tight ho gaya, main unhe dekhta raha, yeh ganda sukoon mujhe pagal kar raha tha.

Hira ne Noor ke gale par ek naughty sa chumma diya, uski kamar par haath dheere phiraya, “Baby, mera lund, zara muh me lo na, baby?” Noor ne tez siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, kya bakwas karta hai, koi dekh lega!” par usne Hira ke baalon mein haath dala, thoda sa kareeb sarki, uski sharmili hansi ek girlfriend jaisi. Hira ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Arre, babu, yahan koi nahi, bas tu aur tera hero, ek chhota sa khel khel le.” Usne Noor ke honth ke paas chehra le jaya, ek dheema chumma diya, “Meri jaan, tu itni hot hai, meri baby.” Noor ne aur siski nikali, “Aaaaah… Hira, band kar…” par uska jism Hira ke kareeb thoda hila, jaise dar ke bawajood uski masti jaag rahi ho. Par Noor poori tarah nahi khuli, uski aankhein jhadiyon ki taraf dekhti thi, dar usse rukwa raha tha. Hira ne kameeni hansi di, “Kal raat toh tu meri jungli billi thi, ab kya sharam, babu?”

Noor ka dar mujhe saaf dikh raha tha, wo Hira ke chhedne mein thodi si masti kar rahi thi, par poora khulne se darti thi. Usne Hira ko thodi door kiya, “Hira, bas, yahan nahi, koi aa gaya toh sab khatam!” Uski awaaz mein dar tha, uske haath burqa ke kinaare pakde hue, jaise usse himmat mil rahi ho. Hira ne dheemi gaali di, “Arre, babu, thodi si himmat dikha na, mere liye,” par usne Noor ko force nahi kiya, bas chhedta raha, “Kal raat kitna maza aa raha tha, babu? Teri woh siski, uff!” Noor ne sharmili hansi ke saath uske kandhe par chhota sa chanta maara, “Chup kar, kameena, tu bas baatein karta hai!” Uski masti aur dar ka yeh khel meri rooh mein aag laga raha tha. Main sochne laga, inhe aur waqt kaise doon? Park mein koi aa sakta tha, Noor ka dar sach tha. Ghar mein ammi-abbu ka khatra, chat par bhi risk. Ek plan dimag mein aaya—koi dost ka khali flat, jahan main Noor ko “ghoomne” le jaun, Hira ko bula loon, aur chhupkar dekhu. Ya park mein koi aur chhupa corner, jahan main unhe aazadi doon.

Hira abhi bhi Noor ke kareeb tha, uske gale par ek aur chumma diya, “Babu, mum me le na, please...” Noor ne dheere se boli, “Hira, bas… dar lagta hai,” par usne Hira ko poora door nahi kiya, uski aankhein sharam aur masti se chamak rahi thi. Wo dono burqa par baithe, Hira usse chhed raha tha, “Meri shona, ek baar muh me lo na, bas ek chhota sa pyar,” uski kamar par haath phirata hua. Noor ne hansi ke saath uska haath hata diya, “Hira, tu pagal hai, yahan? Chal hatt, kameena!”.

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Main ped ke peeche chhupa, park ke sunsaan hisse mein Noor aur Hira ko dekhta raha, mera lund pant mein tight, par hila-hila ke mara pada tha, bilkul bekaar. Noor burqa par baithi thi, kurti-pyjama roshni mein chamak rahe, Hira uske kareeb, haath uski kamar par, mithi-mithi baatein karta. Kal raat ki siskiyan—“Umm… Hira… aaaaah,” unka ganda khel—mere kaanon mein goonj rahi thi. Hira ne Noor ke kaan mein kaha, “Babu, mera lund tujhe bula raha hai, thodi masti kar na, meri jaan.” Noor ne sharmili hansi di, “Hira, koi dekh lega, band kar!” Par uski aankhein masti se chamak rahi thi.

Hira ne kameeni smile di, “Arre, meri babu, yahan koi nahi, bas tu aur main. Mera lund chhoo le, babu, ek chhota pyar de.” Noor ne siski nikali, “Umm… Hira, kya bakwas hai!” par uska haath Hira ke kandhe par gaya, ungliyan pant ke button ke paas phiri, darte-darte himmat jutati hui. Hira ne lambi saans li, relax ho gaya, “Haan, meri rani, aise hi, tu meri shahzadi hai.” Noor ne sharma ke aankhein jhukayi, “Kitna harami hai tu,” par pant ka button dheere se khola, shaitani hansi ke saath, jaise pyar mein doobi ladki. Mera lund thoda hila, par thakan se kuch na hua, bas main dekhta raha, mera dil dhadhak raha tha.

Noor ka haath Hira ki pant par phirta raha, uske lund ke upar, dheemi masti ke saath, jaise khel rahi ho. Hira ne kaha, “Babu, tu itni pyaari hai, mera lund chhoo na, meri baby.” “-----” uske gande irade chhupata tha. Noor ne siski di, “Aaaaah… Hira, bas kar…” par haath wahi rakha, uske lund ke upar, chhedti hui. Hira ka josh, uski mithi baatein, Noor ko kheench rahe the. Uska auzaar, uska yeh andaaz, meri bibi ko pagal kar raha tha. Main apne bibi ke ashiq ko dekh raha tha, ek mard ko, Hira ka confidence, uski shaitani, ek aisa nasha jo main na de saka. Main ped pakde dekhta raha, har harkat pe atak gaya.

Noor dheemi thi, ungliyan ruk-ruk ke chalti, aankhein jhadiyon ki taraf dekhti. “Hira, yahan nahi… dar lagta hai,” usne dheere kaha, awaaz mein dar. Hira ne hansa, uske gale par chumma diya, “Arre, meri jaan, koi nahi aayega, bas thodi pyar de, meri baby na.” Usne Noor ka chehra pakda, “Mera lund chus na, babu, tu meri duniya hai.” Noor ne hansi, “Chup, kameena!” par haath uske auzaar par wahi, dheemi chhedkhani. Hira ne chheda, “Kal raat tu jungli thi, ab kya sharam, meri rani?” Noor ne uske kandhe par chanta maara, “Hatt, kameena!” par siski di, “Umm… pagal hai tu.”

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Meri aankhein tab fati jab maine Noor ko dheere se haath aage badhate dekha, usne us kameene ki zip khol, uska auzaar chhupa rakha pant ke andar, aur kaha, “Ab khus!?” Iska jawab us harami ne diya, “Baby, lund muh me lo na.” Mera dil jaise sunn pad gaya, meri mazhabi bibi apne ashiq ke god ki taraf apna chehra le gayi, uske lund ke kareeb, dheere se chhedte hue, jaise pyar mein doobi ladki. Hira ne aaram se sir peeche kiya, lambi saans lete hue, “Haan baby aise hi...”

Noor ne us kameene ka lund muh me bhar liya aur bade pyar se aur dheere dheere lund chusane lagi, jise dekh main hairaan to tha hi sath me lazzat me khoya hua tha.

Noor ki muh se chip-chip aur us kameene ke muh se siski ki awaz mere kaan me jaa rahi thi, mera lund jo marne ke kagar pe tha wo wapas jagane laga, lekin maine apne hath nahi lagaye.

Main bus us nazare ka luft utha raha tha-kya scene tha mere samane, meri bibi apne ashiq ko khus karte hue, aur unki khusi me meri khusi thi.

bahut hi garam aur behad hi kamuk kahaani

 

[Kiran85]

Give update bro....Abb jada wait nahi hota..... Waiting.....

 

[Raghu]

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