Mast shaandar updateUpdate 15
Ghar se aaye hue mujhe 3 din ho gaye the or office me kisi kaam me bhi man nhi lag rha tha. Mere dilo dimaag par har samay bus puja hi chayi rehti, me kaam karte karte bhi usi ki yaadon me kho jata. Jab bhi use call karta to ghar pe mummy k hone k karan wo zada baat nhi kar paati. Fir ek din Sunday ko subah 10 baje uska call aaya. Maine turant pick kiya.
Me “Hello”
Puja “Hi…kaise ho?”
Me “bus tadap rha hu yaar…tu suna kaisi hai?”
Puja “Bus aapke jaise hi haal hain”
Me “Aaj Maa nhi hai ghar pe”
Puja “Nhi…wo aaj kanhi gayi hain”
Me “Kanha?”
Puja “Mama ji k yanha…tumhari shaadi ki baat aage badane”
Me “ohh shit yaar…mera to abhi bhi man nhi hai shaadi ka”
Puja “Humare tumahre hath me kuch nhi hai bhai”
Me “Janta hu yaar…but…believe me main jeevan bhar sirf tujh se hi pyar karunga”
Puja “Me bhi”
Me “Kya karun yaar? Kuch samjh nhi aa rha…chal kanhi door bhaag chalte hain”
Puja thoda hansi fir boli “Pagal…ye option itna easy hota to kab ka tumhare sath chal deti” “but…fir Maa ka khyal aata hai”
Me “Tu sahi keh rhi hai yaar…Maa ka humare alava hai hi kaun”
Puja “hmmmm….Maa jawan hoti to bahut mil b jaate…ha ha ha”
Me hanste hue “Moti…kuch bhi bol deti hai”
Puja chidte hue boli “Firse Moti kaha…batao kanha se moti hu me?”
Maine fir sexy si voice me ek aaaah bhari or kaha “kya kya batau meri jaan…upar se leke neeche tak sab kuch hi bada bada or mota hai tera”
Puja thoda Sharma si gayi or puchi “Iska matlab tumhe zada bada pasand nhi hai?”
Me “Pasand….wanha to meri jaan busti hai, mera to man karta hai bus din raat unhi se khelta rahu”
Puja “Ohh…yaar tum kab aaoge ghar?”
Me “Kyu? Mujhe miss kar rhi hai”
Puja “hmmm…bahut”
Me “abhi to aaya hu yaar…kuch din to kaam kar lu”
Puja “hmmm…pata nhi ab kab milna hoga…maa bahut jaldi tumhari shaadi karane wali hain”
Maine chaunkte hue pucha “Kitni jaldi?”
Puja “pata nhi shayad ek do mahine k andar sab ho jaye…ladki walon ko b bahut jaldi hai”
Me “ohh shit yaar…itni jaldi”
Puja “ 27 k hone wale ho…jaldi kanha hai?”
Me “hmmm…thoda or late nhi ho sakta, main to thoda or samay chaah rha tha”
Puja “or Samay…kis liye?”
Me “tere saath or thoda time spent kar leta akele me yaar…fir kya pata zindgi me kya ho”
Puja “sab kuch to kar hi chuke hain hum, kabhi na kabhi to zindgi me free time milega hi”
Me “Sab kuch kanha kiya abhi”
Puja “Matlab?”
Me “arre moti abhi to bahut kuch baaki hai”
Puja thoda hairani jatate hue “kya baki hai waise?”
Me “bol du pakka”
Puja “ haan haan..bolo”
Me thoda bold hote hue “abhi to teri chut ko theek se dekha bhi nhi yaar,”
Puja “oooh shit..aisi baatein mat karo”
Me “ Abhi to teri chut ko apni jeebh se chaatna hai, use apne honthon me daba k chusna hai”
Puja “Nhii nhii…plz chup ho jaao” “tumhari in baaton se mujhe kuch hone lagta hai”
Me “kya hone lagta hai?”
Puja “pata nhi…aisa lagta hai jaise hazaron cheentiya si reng rhi ho”
Me “kanha par?”
Puja “Bus samjh jao”
Me “Teri chut me..”
Puja “hmmm..”
Me “Ohh….meri jaan wo hazaron cheentiyan nhi mere lund ko invitation hai”
Puja “aaaah, plz stop”
Me “Achcha ye bata us raat ko tune bina mera paani saaf kiye hi apne kapde pehan liye the, ajeeb to nhi laga”
Puja “thoda thoda laga tha”
Main hanste hue “oh ho…” “fir to aise hi geelepan k sath soyi hogi”
Puja “hmmm…or raat me kya me kapde badalti? Maa ko shak ho jata”
Me “Me bhi yehi soch rha tha yaar”
Puja “or batao kya kar rhe the”
Me “Kuch nhi yaar…bus tujhe yaad kar k lund hila rha tha..,ha ha ha”
Puja “iske alawa bhi kuch kiya, I mean khana breakfast kuch liya”
Me “haan thoda sa doodh piya tha” “Par achcha nhi laga”
Puja “kyu?”
Me “ab ye gaye bhains k doodh me taste nhi aata”
Puja “ aisa kya ho gaya?”
Me “kisi or ka doodh chakh liya maine”
Puja “yaar…bahut hi naughty ho tum, ghum fir k wanhi aa jate ho”
Puja ko jaise kuch yaad aya “achcha ek batao….us din room pe bhi tum isi doodh k peene ki baat kar rhe the na”
Me hanste hue “ha ha….haan” “badi der se samjhi tu”
Puja hanste hue “ha ha ha…samjh to beta me tabhi gyi thi but kuch kaha nhi”
Me “okk”… “Accha sun”
Puja “hmmm…bolo”
Me “Apni ek pyari pic send kar na”
Puja “kyu? Kya karoge”
Me “ Sach bolu k jhooth?”
Puja “Sach…or sirf sach”
Me “Muth marunga yaar…jab se teri awaz suni hai lund patthar ki tarah sakht ho rakha hai”
Puja “tum bhi na…wait”
Fir usne ek selfie whatsapp ki, kya kayamat lag rhi thi wo us red dress me. Uski chuchi kurta faad k bahar aane ko taiyar thi.
Puja phone par “Mili..?”
Me “Haan…Wow yaar kitni hot and juicy lag rhi hai tu”
Puja hanste hue “chalo jaldi se apna kaam khatm karo me baad me call karti hu”
Me “ruk do minute kanha ja rhi hai” main shorts se lund ko bahar nikal ke upar neeche karte hue bola.
Puja “arre yaar tum kar lo” uski baat adhuri reh gyi
Me “Sshhh…chup or meri baat sun”
Me lund ko ek hath se tezi se upar neeche kar rha tha or dusre se phone ko pakad rakha tha.
Main badbadate hue “ohh Puja…meri behan, kitni pyari kitni sexy hai tu, teri chut kitni garam thi yaar, mere bus chale to apna lund teri chut me dale hi pada rahu”
Dusri taraf se puja ki sansein bhi tez tez sunai de rhi thi, or thodi der me hi mere lund ne lava ugal diya or me zor zor se haanfne laga.
Puja ne puchna“ho gaya?”
Me “haan ho gaya jaan…I love you”
Puja “Love you too, chalo safai kar lo baad me baat karti hu”
Me “bye”
Puja “bye TC”
Fir call cut ho gaya.