Incest JANNAT TERI BAHON (TANGO) MEIN

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[dhparikh]

Part -83​

Manik aur Simi ki woh raat chhat pe shuru hui thi, jab chandni mein unki saansein ek-doosre se takra rahi thin. Pehle toh sirf hothon ka sparsh tha… dheere-dheere, phir gehra aur bhookha kiss. Simi ki ungliyan Manik ki shirt ke andar sarak gayi aur Manik ne uski kameez upar utha kar uski narm kamar pe haath fera. Dono ki saansein tez ho chali thin. Chand ki roshni unke chehron pe gir rahi thi aur hawa unke bodies pe thandi si mehsoos ho rahi thi, lekin andar se dono garam the.

Simi ne phusphusate hue kaha, “Manu… koi dekh na le…” Manik ne uski gardan pe kiss karte hue jawab diya, “Koi nahi hai yahan… sirf tu aur main.” Usne Simi ko aur kareeb kheench liya. Unka kiss ab aur gehra ho gaya tha. Jeebhein ek-doosre se ulajh rahi thin. Manik ke haath Simi ki peeth pe ghoom rahe the, uski soft skin ko sehlaate hue. Simi ne khud apni bra ka hook khol diya aur Manik ke haath apne seene pe rakh diye. Manik ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne Simi ko deewar se sata diya aur uske stanon ko muh se choomne laga. Pehle dheere-dheere nipples ko choosa, phir jeebh se chakkar lagaya. Simi ki aahen ab dabayi nahi ja rahi thin. Usne Manik ki pant ki zip kholi aur andar haath daal kar usko sehlane lagi. Manik sihar utha. Uska lund pehle se hi kada ho chuka tha aur Simi ke haath mein aur bhi hard ho gaya.

Dono ab bekabu the. Manik ne Simi ki salwar ka nada kheench liya aur use neeche sarka diya. Simi ne bhi uski pant utaar di. Chandni mein dono nange khade the. Unke bodies ek-doosre se sata hue the. Manik ne Simi ko god mein uthaya aur chhat ke kone mein rakhe purane gadde pe lita diya. Gadde thoda purana tha lekin unke liye kaafi tha. Simi ne pair faila diye aur Manik ko apni ore kheench liya. “Andar daal na… ab aur nahi saha jaata,” Simi ne karaahte hue kaha. Manik ne apna lund Simi ki geeli chut pe ragda. Woh bilkul gili thi, ras uski thighs pe beh raha tha. Phir dheere-dheere andar sarka diya. Simi cheekh padi, lekin maze ki cheekh thi. “Aaahh Manu… itna bada… dheere…” Manik ne dhakke shuru kar diye. Pehle dheere… phir tez… phir aur tez. Har dhakke ke saath Simi ki aahen tez hoti gayi. Usne Manik ki peeth pe nakhun gada diye. Manik ne uske hoth chooste hue kaha, “Simi… main jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne pairon se usko aur kas liya, “Mere andar hi jhad ja… main bhi aa rahi hoon…” Aur phir dono ek saath jhade. Manik ka garam veerya Simi ke andar bhar gaya. Dono paseene se tar, ek-doosre se lipte let rahe. Chandni mein unki saansein abhi bhi tez thin.

Simi ne muskurakar kaha, “Yeh toh bas shuruaat thi na…?” Manik ne uski gaand pe haath ferte hue kaha, “Abhi toh poori raat baaki hai, didi…” Usne Simi ke stanon ko phir se choomna shuru kiya. Is baar aur dheere, jaise unko pyar se explore kar raha ho. Simi ki aankhein band thi. Manik ne uski chut mein do ungliyan daal di aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Simi phir se geeli hone lagi. “Manu… aaahh… aise hi…” Manik ne apni jeebh se uski clit ko chatna shuru kiya. Simi ke hips hilne lage. Woh Manik ke baal pakad kar uske face ko apni chut pe dabaye rakhi. “Haan… aur… meri chut ko chaatto…” Manik ne usko bilkul pagal kar diya. Simi ki doosri climax aayi toh uska ras Manik ke muh pe behne laga. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Manik ne Simi ko side pe ghumaya. Usne uske peeche se apna lund uski chut mein daal diya. Is baar dhakke aur gehre the. Ek haath se uske stanon ko dabata, doosre haath se uski clit ko sehlata. Simi ki muh se bas aahen nikal rahi thin. “Manu… zor se… meri chut phaad do…” Manik ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Didi ki chut kitni tight hai aaj bhi…” Woh tez-tez pelta raha. Kai der baad woh phir se jhada, is baar bhi andar hi. Simi bhi uske saath hi kaamp uthi. Woh dono thak kar let gaye lekin thodi der baad phir se haath milane lage. Manik ne Simi ke stanon ke beech apna lund rakhkar sehlaaya, phir uske muh mein diya. Simi ne usko choosa, jeebh se chataya. Manik ki aankhein band thi. “Simi… tere muh mein… aaahh…” Aakhir mein woh uske muh mein hi jhad gaya. Simi ne sab nigal liya.

Woh raat unke liye yaadgaar thi. Chandni ne unke nange bodies pe soft roshni daali hui thi. Unhone kai baar ek-doosre ko choda, kai positions try kiye. Kabhi Manik upar, kabhi Simi. Kabhi side se, kabhi peeche se. Har baar Simi ke muh se “Manu… aaahh… aur jor se” nikalta tha. Aakhir mein woh dono thak kar so gaye, ek-doosre ki bahon mein.

Agli raat, ghar mein sab so chuke the. Simi ne Manik ko WhatsApp pe sirf ek message kiya tha: “Apne kamre mein aa, darwaza khula hai.” Manik chupke se gaya. Kamre mein sirf ek chhoti laal light jal rahi thi. Simi bistar pe nahi thi. Achanak peeche se uski awaaz aayi, “Haath upar kar, bhai…” Manik ne mudkar dekha. Simi ne kala lace wala bodysuit pehna tha, aankhon pe kala mask aur haath mein uski apni dupatta tha. Usne Manik ke haath pakde aur bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Manik ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne try kiya haath chhudane ka lekin Simi ne mazbooti se baandha tha.

Simi ne dheere se uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Aaj tu mera hai… poora ka poora.” Phir woh uske upar chadh gayi, ghutnon ke bal. Usne Manik ki t-shirt upar ki aur uski chhati pe jeebh ferne lagi… dheere-dheere neeche… nabhi… phir pant ke upar se hi uska lund dabakar muh se choosne lagi. Manik ne karaahte hue haath kheenche, lekin bandhe the. Simi ne haste hue uski pant neeche sarka di. Manik ka lund poori tarah khada tha. Simi ne uspe thook lagayi aur apni ungliyon se sehlane lagi. Phir achanak muh mein lekar gehrai tak le gayi. Manik ki kamar upar uth gayi. Simi ne usko poori tarah gale tak liya, phir bahar nikala… phir liya… phir bahar. Manik pagal ho raha tha. “Simi… chhod de… main tere andar aana chahta hoon…” usne gidgidate hue kaha. Simi ne mask upar kiya, muskurayi, “Abhi nahi.”

Phir woh uthi, apna bodysuit sirf kamar tak neeche kiya. Uski chut ekdum saaf aur geeli chamak rahi thi. Woh Manik ke muh ke theek upar ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. “Chat,” usne hukm diya. Manik ne jeebh nikaali aur Simi ki chut chatne laga. Simi apni kamar aage-peeche karne lagi, uska clit Manik ki jeebh pe ragad raha tha. Woh khud apne stan daba rahi thi aur karaah rahi thi. “Haan bhai… aise hi… meri chut ko chaatto…” Paanch minute baad woh jhad gayi… Manik ke muh pe hi. Uska ras Manik ke hoth-thudi pe fail gaya. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Simi ne khud ko sambhala, neeche sarki aur Manik ke lund pe baith gayi… ekdum se. “Aahhh…!” dono ek saath cheekhe. Simi ne kamar ghumana shuru ki… pehle dheere-dheere gol-gol, phir upar-neeche. Manik ka bandha hua haath kuch nahi kar pa raha tha, bas maze le raha tha. Simi ne speed badhayi. Uske stan uchhal rahe the. Woh Manik ki chhati pe jhukkar uske hoth choosne lagi. Kamre mein sirf chap-chap aur dono ki saanson ki awaaz thi. “Bhai… teri didi kitni mast chudwa rahi hai… dekh…” Simi bol rahi thi. Manik bas moan kar pa raha tha.

Achanak Simi ruki. Uthi. Manik hairan. Simi ne mudkar uski taraf peeth ki aur phir se lund pe baith gayi… reverse cowgirl style mein. Ab Manik ko uski gol-gol gaand saaf dikh rahi thi jo upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Usne dono haathon se Simi ki gaand failakar dekha ki uska lund kaise andar-bahar ja raha hai. “Gaand maarna hai kya aaj?” Simi ne peeche mudkar shararti andaaz mein poocha. Manik ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, “Kar sakti hai…?” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, uspe thook lagaya aur apni gaand ke chhed pe rakha. Dheere-dheere dabaya. Pehle sirf supara andar gaya… Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi. “Aaahh… bada hai…” Phir aadha… phir poora. “Fuck… kitna mota hai tera,” Simi cheekhi. Phir woh khud hi upar-neeche hone lagi. Manik ki haalat kharab thi. Das-pandrah dhakkon baad woh bola, “Nikaal… jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, muh mein liya aur Manik ne uske gale mein poora veerya udel diya. Simi ne ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne di. Sab nigal gayi.

Phir woh Manik ke haath khole, uske seene pe sar rakhkar let gayi. Manik ne usko kaskar gale lagaya aur phusphusaya, “Ab meri baari aayegi na… agli raat?” Simi ne shararat se haste hue kaha, “Pakka… aur tab main bandhungi.” Lekin raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi. Manik ne Simi ko neeche litaya. Ab uski baari thi control lene ki. Usne Simi ke haath bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Simi ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Ab tu mera malik hai…” Manik ne uske stanon ko chooma, nipples ko daanton se halka kaata. Phir uski chut mein ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Simi karaahne lagi. Manik ne apna lund uski chut mein daal diya aur tez-tez pelne laga. “Didi ki chut aaj phir se meri hai…” woh bol raha tha. Simi ke pair uski kamar pe liptе hue the. “Haan bhai… chod do mujhe… poori tarah…”

Manik ne usko doggy style mein ghumaya. Usne uski gaand upar uthaayi aur peeche se lund daal diya. Simi ki muh se lamba moan nikal gaya. Manik ne uske baal pakad kar uska face peeche ki taraf kheench liya. “Bol kiski chut hai?” “Bhai ki… sirf bhai ki…” Simi ne jawab diya. Manik ne uski gaand pe thappad maara aur tez-tez dhakke maare. Kai der baad usne lund nikaala aur Simi ki gaand mein dheere-dheere daal diya. Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi lekin phir maza aane laga. “Aaahh… bhai… meri gaand bhi teri hai…” Manik ne peeche se dhakke maare, ek haath se uski chut ko sehlaate hue. Aakhir mein woh uski gaand mein hi jhada.

Woh dono thak kar let gaye. Laal light abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya. “Aaj toh tune mujhe completamente le liya,” woh muskuraate hue boli. Manik ne uske baal sehlaate hue kaha, “Aur agli raat main tujhe bandhunga… phir dekhna.” Unhone thodi der aaram kiya lekin thodi der baad phir se uttejit ho gaye. Manik ne Simi ke muh mein lund diya, uske baal pakad kar dheere-dheere dhakke maare. Simi ne usko gale tak liya. Phir Manik ne usko uthaya aur deewar se sata kar khade-khade choda. Simi ki taangein uski kamar pe lipti hui thin. “Manu… aaahh… itna deep…” Manik ne uske stanon ko dabate hue tez-tez pelna shuru kiya. Unka yeh round bhi lamba chala. Dono kai baar climax kar chuke the jab aakhir mein Manik ne andar hi jhad diya.

Raat ke almost 3 baj gaye the jab woh dono aakhirkaar soye. Unke bodies paseene se bheege hue the, sheets geeli thin. Simi ne Manik ko kaskar pakad rakha tha. “Yeh hamara raaz hai… hamesha,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. Manik ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya. “Hamesha, didi.” Chandni ab khidki se andar aa rahi thi. Unki raat abhi bhi unke bodies mein mehsoos ho rahi thi – chhat wali raat, kamre wali raat, bandhe haath, free haath, har position, har moan. Yeh unka forbidden pyaar tha jo har raat aur gehra hota ja raha tha.

Nice update....

 

[Pratik maurya]

Aaj mza hi aagya

 

[parkas]

Part -83​

Manik aur Simi ki woh raat chhat pe shuru hui thi, jab chandni mein unki saansein ek-doosre se takra rahi thin. Pehle toh sirf hothon ka sparsh tha… dheere-dheere, phir gehra aur bhookha kiss. Simi ki ungliyan Manik ki shirt ke andar sarak gayi aur Manik ne uski kameez upar utha kar uski narm kamar pe haath fera. Dono ki saansein tez ho chali thin. Chand ki roshni unke chehron pe gir rahi thi aur hawa unke bodies pe thandi si mehsoos ho rahi thi, lekin andar se dono garam the.

Simi ne phusphusate hue kaha, “Manu… koi dekh na le…” Manik ne uski gardan pe kiss karte hue jawab diya, “Koi nahi hai yahan… sirf tu aur main.” Usne Simi ko aur kareeb kheench liya. Unka kiss ab aur gehra ho gaya tha. Jeebhein ek-doosre se ulajh rahi thin. Manik ke haath Simi ki peeth pe ghoom rahe the, uski soft skin ko sehlaate hue. Simi ne khud apni bra ka hook khol diya aur Manik ke haath apne seene pe rakh diye. Manik ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne Simi ko deewar se sata diya aur uske stanon ko muh se choomne laga. Pehle dheere-dheere nipples ko choosa, phir jeebh se chakkar lagaya. Simi ki aahen ab dabayi nahi ja rahi thin. Usne Manik ki pant ki zip kholi aur andar haath daal kar usko sehlane lagi. Manik sihar utha. Uska lund pehle se hi kada ho chuka tha aur Simi ke haath mein aur bhi hard ho gaya.

Dono ab bekabu the. Manik ne Simi ki salwar ka nada kheench liya aur use neeche sarka diya. Simi ne bhi uski pant utaar di. Chandni mein dono nange khade the. Unke bodies ek-doosre se sata hue the. Manik ne Simi ko god mein uthaya aur chhat ke kone mein rakhe purane gadde pe lita diya. Gadde thoda purana tha lekin unke liye kaafi tha. Simi ne pair faila diye aur Manik ko apni ore kheench liya. “Andar daal na… ab aur nahi saha jaata,” Simi ne karaahte hue kaha. Manik ne apna lund Simi ki geeli chut pe ragda. Woh bilkul gili thi, ras uski thighs pe beh raha tha. Phir dheere-dheere andar sarka diya. Simi cheekh padi, lekin maze ki cheekh thi. “Aaahh Manu… itna bada… dheere…” Manik ne dhakke shuru kar diye. Pehle dheere… phir tez… phir aur tez. Har dhakke ke saath Simi ki aahen tez hoti gayi. Usne Manik ki peeth pe nakhun gada diye. Manik ne uske hoth chooste hue kaha, “Simi… main jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne pairon se usko aur kas liya, “Mere andar hi jhad ja… main bhi aa rahi hoon…” Aur phir dono ek saath jhade. Manik ka garam veerya Simi ke andar bhar gaya. Dono paseene se tar, ek-doosre se lipte let rahe. Chandni mein unki saansein abhi bhi tez thin.

Simi ne muskurakar kaha, “Yeh toh bas shuruaat thi na…?” Manik ne uski gaand pe haath ferte hue kaha, “Abhi toh poori raat baaki hai, didi…” Usne Simi ke stanon ko phir se choomna shuru kiya. Is baar aur dheere, jaise unko pyar se explore kar raha ho. Simi ki aankhein band thi. Manik ne uski chut mein do ungliyan daal di aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Simi phir se geeli hone lagi. “Manu… aaahh… aise hi…” Manik ne apni jeebh se uski clit ko chatna shuru kiya. Simi ke hips hilne lage. Woh Manik ke baal pakad kar uske face ko apni chut pe dabaye rakhi. “Haan… aur… meri chut ko chaatto…” Manik ne usko bilkul pagal kar diya. Simi ki doosri climax aayi toh uska ras Manik ke muh pe behne laga. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Manik ne Simi ko side pe ghumaya. Usne uske peeche se apna lund uski chut mein daal diya. Is baar dhakke aur gehre the. Ek haath se uske stanon ko dabata, doosre haath se uski clit ko sehlata. Simi ki muh se bas aahen nikal rahi thin. “Manu… zor se… meri chut phaad do…” Manik ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Didi ki chut kitni tight hai aaj bhi…” Woh tez-tez pelta raha. Kai der baad woh phir se jhada, is baar bhi andar hi. Simi bhi uske saath hi kaamp uthi. Woh dono thak kar let gaye lekin thodi der baad phir se haath milane lage. Manik ne Simi ke stanon ke beech apna lund rakhkar sehlaaya, phir uske muh mein diya. Simi ne usko choosa, jeebh se chataya. Manik ki aankhein band thi. “Simi… tere muh mein… aaahh…” Aakhir mein woh uske muh mein hi jhad gaya. Simi ne sab nigal liya.

Woh raat unke liye yaadgaar thi. Chandni ne unke nange bodies pe soft roshni daali hui thi. Unhone kai baar ek-doosre ko choda, kai positions try kiye. Kabhi Manik upar, kabhi Simi. Kabhi side se, kabhi peeche se. Har baar Simi ke muh se “Manu… aaahh… aur jor se” nikalta tha. Aakhir mein woh dono thak kar so gaye, ek-doosre ki bahon mein.

Agli raat, ghar mein sab so chuke the. Simi ne Manik ko WhatsApp pe sirf ek message kiya tha: “Apne kamre mein aa, darwaza khula hai.” Manik chupke se gaya. Kamre mein sirf ek chhoti laal light jal rahi thi. Simi bistar pe nahi thi. Achanak peeche se uski awaaz aayi, “Haath upar kar, bhai…” Manik ne mudkar dekha. Simi ne kala lace wala bodysuit pehna tha, aankhon pe kala mask aur haath mein uski apni dupatta tha. Usne Manik ke haath pakde aur bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Manik ki saansein tez ho gayi. Usne try kiya haath chhudane ka lekin Simi ne mazbooti se baandha tha.

Simi ne dheere se uske kaan mein phusphusaya, “Aaj tu mera hai… poora ka poora.” Phir woh uske upar chadh gayi, ghutnon ke bal. Usne Manik ki t-shirt upar ki aur uski chhati pe jeebh ferne lagi… dheere-dheere neeche… nabhi… phir pant ke upar se hi uska lund dabakar muh se choosne lagi. Manik ne karaahte hue haath kheenche, lekin bandhe the. Simi ne haste hue uski pant neeche sarka di. Manik ka lund poori tarah khada tha. Simi ne uspe thook lagayi aur apni ungliyon se sehlane lagi. Phir achanak muh mein lekar gehrai tak le gayi. Manik ki kamar upar uth gayi. Simi ne usko poori tarah gale tak liya, phir bahar nikala… phir liya… phir bahar. Manik pagal ho raha tha. “Simi… chhod de… main tere andar aana chahta hoon…” usne gidgidate hue kaha. Simi ne mask upar kiya, muskurayi, “Abhi nahi.”

Phir woh uthi, apna bodysuit sirf kamar tak neeche kiya. Uski chut ekdum saaf aur geeli chamak rahi thi. Woh Manik ke muh ke theek upar ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. “Chat,” usne hukm diya. Manik ne jeebh nikaali aur Simi ki chut chatne laga. Simi apni kamar aage-peeche karne lagi, uska clit Manik ki jeebh pe ragad raha tha. Woh khud apne stan daba rahi thi aur karaah rahi thi. “Haan bhai… aise hi… meri chut ko chaatto…” Paanch minute baad woh jhad gayi… Manik ke muh pe hi. Uska ras Manik ke hoth-thudi pe fail gaya. Manik ne sab chat liya.

Phir Simi ne khud ko sambhala, neeche sarki aur Manik ke lund pe baith gayi… ekdum se. “Aahhh…!” dono ek saath cheekhe. Simi ne kamar ghumana shuru ki… pehle dheere-dheere gol-gol, phir upar-neeche. Manik ka bandha hua haath kuch nahi kar pa raha tha, bas maze le raha tha. Simi ne speed badhayi. Uske stan uchhal rahe the. Woh Manik ki chhati pe jhukkar uske hoth choosne lagi. Kamre mein sirf chap-chap aur dono ki saanson ki awaaz thi. “Bhai… teri didi kitni mast chudwa rahi hai… dekh…” Simi bol rahi thi. Manik bas moan kar pa raha tha.

Achanak Simi ruki. Uthi. Manik hairan. Simi ne mudkar uski taraf peeth ki aur phir se lund pe baith gayi… reverse cowgirl style mein. Ab Manik ko uski gol-gol gaand saaf dikh rahi thi jo upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Usne dono haathon se Simi ki gaand failakar dekha ki uska lund kaise andar-bahar ja raha hai. “Gaand maarna hai kya aaj?” Simi ne peeche mudkar shararti andaaz mein poocha. Manik ki aankhein chaudi ho gayi, “Kar sakti hai…?” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, uspe thook lagaya aur apni gaand ke chhed pe rakha. Dheere-dheere dabaya. Pehle sirf supara andar gaya… Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi. “Aaahh… bada hai…” Phir aadha… phir poora. “Fuck… kitna mota hai tera,” Simi cheekhi. Phir woh khud hi upar-neeche hone lagi. Manik ki haalat kharab thi. Das-pandrah dhakkon baad woh bola, “Nikaal… jhadne wala hoon…” Simi ne lund bahar nikala, muh mein liya aur Manik ne uske gale mein poora veerya udel diya. Simi ne ek boond bhi bahar nahi girne di. Sab nigal gayi.

Phir woh Manik ke haath khole, uske seene pe sar rakhkar let gayi. Manik ne usko kaskar gale lagaya aur phusphusaya, “Ab meri baari aayegi na… agli raat?” Simi ne shararat se haste hue kaha, “Pakka… aur tab main bandhungi.” Lekin raat abhi khatam nahi hui thi. Manik ne Simi ko neeche litaya. Ab uski baari thi control lene ki. Usne Simi ke haath bistar ke sarhane mein baandh diye. Simi ne muskuraate hue kaha, “Ab tu mera malik hai…” Manik ne uske stanon ko chooma, nipples ko daanton se halka kaata. Phir uski chut mein ungliyan daal kar hilaya. Simi karaahne lagi. Manik ne apna lund uski chut mein daal diya aur tez-tez pelne laga. “Didi ki chut aaj phir se meri hai…” woh bol raha tha. Simi ke pair uski kamar pe liptе hue the. “Haan bhai… chod do mujhe… poori tarah…”

Manik ne usko doggy style mein ghumaya. Usne uski gaand upar uthaayi aur peeche se lund daal diya. Simi ki muh se lamba moan nikal gaya. Manik ne uske baal pakad kar uska face peeche ki taraf kheench liya. “Bol kiski chut hai?” “Bhai ki… sirf bhai ki…” Simi ne jawab diya. Manik ne uski gaand pe thappad maara aur tez-tez dhakke maare. Kai der baad usne lund nikaala aur Simi ki gaand mein dheere-dheere daal diya. Simi daant bheenche karaah rahi thi lekin phir maza aane laga. “Aaahh… bhai… meri gaand bhi teri hai…” Manik ne peeche se dhakke maare, ek haath se uski chut ko sehlaate hue. Aakhir mein woh uski gaand mein hi jhada.

Woh dono thak kar let gaye. Laal light abhi bhi jal rahi thi. Simi ne Manik ke seene pe sar rakh diya. “Aaj toh tune mujhe completamente le liya,” woh muskuraate hue boli. Manik ne uske baal sehlaate hue kaha, “Aur agli raat main tujhe bandhunga… phir dekhna.” Unhone thodi der aaram kiya lekin thodi der baad phir se uttejit ho gaye. Manik ne Simi ke muh mein lund diya, uske baal pakad kar dheere-dheere dhakke maare. Simi ne usko gale tak liya. Phir Manik ne usko uthaya aur deewar se sata kar khade-khade choda. Simi ki taangein uski kamar pe lipti hui thin. “Manu… aaahh… itna deep…” Manik ne uske stanon ko dabate hue tez-tez pelna shuru kiya. Unka yeh round bhi lamba chala. Dono kai baar climax kar chuke the jab aakhir mein Manik ne andar hi jhad diya.

Raat ke almost 3 baj gaye the jab woh dono aakhirkaar soye. Unke bodies paseene se bheege hue the, sheets geeli thin. Simi ne Manik ko kaskar pakad rakha tha. “Yeh hamara raaz hai… hamesha,” usne dheemi awaaz mein kaha. Manik ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya. “Hamesha, didi.” Chandni ab khidki se andar aa rahi thi. Unki raat abhi bhi unke bodies mein mehsoos ho rahi thi – chhat wali raat, kamre wali raat, bandhe haath, free haath, har position, har moan. Yeh unka forbidden pyaar tha jo har raat aur gehra hota ja raha tha.

Bahut hi badhiya update diya hai manikmittalme07 bhai.,...
Nice and beautiful update....

 

[manikmittalme07]

Part -84​

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”

Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

 

[kas1709]

Part -84​

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”

Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

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[dhparikh]

Part -84​

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”

Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

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Part -84​

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”

Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

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Part -84​

Divya bistar pe leti thi. Raat ke do baje the. Kamre mein sirf table lamp ki peeli roshni thi. Usne dheere se apni shorts aur panty neeche sarka di. Ungliyan jaise hi uski soft, garam chut pe pahunchi, dimaag ne dhokha de diya. Saamne nahi, aankhein band thin, phir bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Manik. Uska bhai. Woh kala towel lapete bathroom se nikla tha pichhle hafte. Towel dheela tha, aur jab woh jhuka toh uska mota, bhaari lund ek pal ke liye jhool gaya tha. Woh drishya Divya ke dimaag mein chaku ki tarah chubh gaya tha. Us din usne gusse mein Manik ko daanta tha, “Sharm nahi aati tujhe?”

Par ab… ab wahi lund uski aankhon ke saamne tha. Lamba. Mota. Halka sa tedha. Nasein ubhri hui. Supara gulabi aur chamakdar. Divya ki ungliyan apne aap tez ho gayi. Woh kalpana karne lagi ki Manik uske upar hai. Uska wazan. Uski garam saansein. Woh lund uski chut pe ragad raha hai. “Nahi… nahi…” woh mann hi mann chillayi, par haath nahi ruke. Clit pe gol-gol ghumti ungliyan aur tez. Beech ki ungli andar-bahar. “Manik… nahi… uff… haan…” Uske muh se apne aap nikal gaya. Teesri ungli bhi andar chali gayi. Woh kalpana kar rahi thi ki Manik ne usko ghodi banaya hai. Uske baal pakde hain. Aur woh lund ekdum zor se andar thonk raha hai. Pat-pat-pat-pat. Divya ki kamar upar uth gayi. Uski chut ne sikudna shuru kiya. “Aa… aa… ruk… nahi… Manik…!” Aur phir woh jhad gayi. Bahut zor se. Bistar geela ho gaya. Uski jaanghein kaamp rahi thin.

Par jaise hi jhatke ruke, sachai ne zor se thappad maara. Usne takiya muh pe daba liya. Aansu nikal aaye. “Main pagal hoon… ghinouni hoon… jisse nafrat karti hoon, usi ko sochkar… usi ke naam lekar jhadi main…?” Woh baar-baar apne haath ragad rahi thi, jaise gandagi dhona chahti ho. Phir uthi, bathroom gayi, nahane lagi. Thande paani se. Par jitna ragadti, utna hi woh drishya saaf hota ja raha tha. Woh lund. Woh jhoolta hua. Aur uski apni awaaz… “Manik…” Wapas bistar pe lauti toh phone pe Manik ka message tha. “So gayi di? Good night.” Divya ne phone door phenk diya. Dil mein ek saath gussa, sharm aur… ek ajeeb si uttejana thi. Woh takiye mein muh chhipakar royi. Par neeche, uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi thi. Woh jaanti thi… kal raat phir wahi hoga. Aur woh phir wahi gunah karegi. Aur phir pachtaayegi. Phir bhi… ruk nahi paayegi.

Agli raat phir wahi hua. Raat ke dedh baje. Ghar mein sannata. Divya ne is baar light bilkul band kar di. Andhere mein uske haath neeche gaye. Panty pehle se hi geeli thi. Usne socha pichhli raat ka scene. Manik ka lund. Usne kalpana ki ki Manik uske kamre mein aa gaya hai. Darwaza band karke. “Kya kar rahi hai di?” woh pooch raha hai. Divya sharm se kaamp rahi hai. Manik uske bistar pe baith jaata hai. Uske haath ko hataata hai aur khud uski chut pe haath rakh deta hai. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Divya mann mein chillati hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan tez ho jaati hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski chut mein do ungliyan daal raha hai, uske clit ko apne angoothe se sehla raha hai. “Bol di… kiska naam le rahi thi?” Manik poochta hai. Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Tera… tera lund…” Uske dimaag mein Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Uska mota lund uski chut pe ragadta hai, tip se ras milata hai. Phir dheere-dheere andar ghusata hai. Divya ki kamar uth jaati hai. Woh kalpana karti hai ki Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai, nipples ko daanton se daba raha hai. “Itni tight hai teri chut di… jaise pehli baar…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki ungliyan ab teen ho gayi hain andar. Woh sochti hai Manik tez-tez dhakke maar raha hai. Uske baal pakad kar uska face upar utha raha hai. “Dekh mujhe jab main tujhe chod raha hoon.” Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh Manik ka chehra dekh rahi hai – uski shararti muskaan, uski garam saansein. Uske apne haath ki speed tez ho jaati hai. Clit pe ungli ghumti hai, andar ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. “Manik… aaahh… aur jor se… meri chut tod do…” Woh apne muh se kehti hai. Uski chut sikudti hai, ras behne lagta hai. Woh jhad jaati hai – is baar aur zor se. Uski jaanghein kaampti hain, bistar phir se geela ho jaata hai. Par jhatke rukte hi sharm aati hai. Woh uthkar bathroom jaati hai, thanda paani daalti hai apne aap pe. “Main bimaar hoon… apne bhai ko sochkar…” Par jab wapas aati hai toh uski chut phir se geeli ho rahi hoti hai.

Teezri raat. Divya ne decide kiya ki aaj nahi karegi. Usne panty tight pehni, shorts upar se. Lekin raat ke do baje aankh khul gayi. Neeche geelaas mehsoos hua. Usne resist kiya. Takia dabaya. Lekin dimaag mein Manik aa gaya – is baar bathroom wala scene aur detail mein. Towel girta hai. Lund jhoolta hai – bhaari, mota, thoda upar ki taraf uthа hua. Divya sochti hai ki woh wahi khadi hai. Manik usko dekh leta hai. “Dekh rahi hai di?” Woh muskuraata hai. Divya bhaagne ki koshish karti hai lekin Manik uska haath pakad leta hai. Usse bathroom mein kheench leta hai. Shut the door. “Ab dekh le ache se.” Woh Divya ka haath apne lund pe rakh deta hai. Divya ki kalpana mein uska haath Manik ke lund ko sehlaata hai – garam, hard, nasein ubhri hui. Manik uski panty neeche kheenchta hai. “Tu bhi geeli hai…” Phir woh Divya ko washbasin pe jhuka deta hai. Peeche se apna lund uski chut pe ragadta hai. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya mann mein kehti hai nahi, lekin uski ungliyan ab uski chut mein hain. Woh sochti hai Manik ekdum se andar daal deta hai. “Aaahh…!” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se dhakke maarta hai. “Teri chut itni garam hai di… jaise intezaar kar rahi thi.” Divya ki ungliyan tezi se hilti hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand pe thappad maarta hai, uske stanon ko peeche se dabata hai. “Main tujhe har raat chodunga… samjhi?” Divya ki climax qareeb aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar hi jhad jaata hai – garam cum bhar jaata hai. “Manik… bhar de…!” Woh apne muh se kehti hai aur jhad jaati hai. Is baar itni zor se ki uski taangein kaampne lagti hain. Woh der tak leti rehti hai, saansein tez. Phir rote hue uthati hai. Bathroom mein jaakar der tak paani daalti hai. “Main khud ko maaf nahi kar sakti…” Par dil ke kone mein ek awaaz kehti hai – kal phir hoga.

Chauthi raat. Divya ne phone pe Manik ke purane messages padhe. “Di, khana tayaar hai.” “Di, main late aaunga.” Har message pe uska dil zor se dhadakta. Raat ko jab sab so gaye, usne light band ki. Is baar usne socha ki Manik uske kamre mein so raha hai. Beech mein takia. Lekin raat mein Manik ka haath uski kamar pe aa jaata hai. Divya jaag jaati hai. Manik ki saansein uske kaan mein hain. Uska hard lund uski gaand pe daba hua hai. “Di… so nahi pa raha…” Manik kehta hai. Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh palat jaati hai. Manik uske hothon pe kiss karta hai – pehle dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh uske muh mein ghus jaati hai. Haath uski chut pe. “Itni geeli… mere liye?” Phir Manik uske upar aa jaata hai. Lund dheere-dheere andar. Divya ki ungliyan ab uski chut mein chaar hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske legs ko uski kandhon pe rakh deta hai, taaki aur gehra ja sake. “Dekh kaise ghus raha hai pura…” Manik kehta hai. Divya ki aankhein band hain, lekin woh apni chut mein uska lund feel kar rahi hai – mota, nasein ragad rahi hain. Manik tez-tez dhakke maarta hai. “Di… main tujhe pregnant kar dunga…” Yeh sunkar Divya ki speed aur tez ho jaati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko zor se dabata hai, nipples ko choosta hai. “Teri chut meri hai… sirf meri…” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… chod… aur jor se…” Uski climax itni tez aati hai ki woh apna muh takiye mein daba leti hai taaki awaaz na nikle. Jhadne ke baad der tak kaampti rehti hai. Phir rote hue sochti hai, “Main kaise apne bhai ko aisa soch sakti hoon…?”

Paanchvi raat. Divya ne try kiya ki so jaye jaldi. Lekin aankh nahi lagi. Usne socha alag fantasy. Is baar Manik usko force nahi karta. Woh khud jaati hai uske kamre mein. Raat ke teen baje. Manik so raha hai. Divya uski chadar uthaati hai. Uska lund soft hai, lekin bada. Woh usko haath mein leti hai, sehlaati hai. Manik jaag jaata hai. “Di… kya kar rahi hai?” Divya sharm se kehti hai, “Mujhe chahiye…” Manik usko neeche kheench leta hai. “Toh le le.” Divya kalpana karti hai ki woh Manik ke lund ko muh mein leti hai – pehle tip, phir gehrai tak. Laar beh rahi hai. Manik uske baal pakad kar dhakke maarta hai. “Aise choos… meri di…” Phir Manik usko upar uthaata hai, apne lund pe bithata hai. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein tezi se hil rahi hain. Woh sochti hai Manik uske stanon ko choos raha hai jab woh uske lund pe uchal rahi hai. “Kitni mast hai teri chut di… har raat aana…” Divya ki kamar hilti hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uski gaand mein ungli daalta hai. “Yeh bhi meri hai…” Divya jhadne ke kareeb hoti hai. “Manik… andar… bhar de…” Woh jhad jaati hai, is baar itni geeli ki uski thighs chipak jaati hain. Baad mein woh bathroom mein jaakar der tak roti hai. “Main gunahgaar hoon… lekin ruk nahi pa rahi…”

Chhati raat. Fantasy aur gehra ho gaya. Divya sochti hai ki Manik usko pakad leta hai jab woh nahane ja rahi hoti hai. Bathroom mein. Pani gir raha hai. Manik uski towel kheench leta hai. “Aaj toh dekh hi loonga.” Woh Divya ko deewar se sataata hai. Uska lund uski chut pe. “Bol di… daalun?” Divya kehti hai haan. Manik ekdum se andar. Pani ke neeche dhakke. Divya ki ungliyan uski chut mein, clit pe. Woh sochti hai Manik uske baal pakad kar peeche se chod raha hai. “Teri awaaz mat nikaal… mummy sun legi…” Divya apne muh ko haath se dabaati hai. Manik tez-tez. “Main tujhe roz chodunga… subah, shaam, raat…” Divya ki climax aati hai. Woh sochti hai Manik uske andar jhadta hai, phir usko ghumata hai aur muh mein lund deta hai saaf karne ke liye. Divya jhadti hai, phir sharm se kaampti hai. “Main kaise aise soch sakti hoon apne bhai ke baare mein…?”

Saatvin raat. Divya ka resistance bilkul toot chuka tha. Usne jaan boojhkar light band ki, panty utaar di. Fantasy shuru ki – Manik uske saath poori raat bitata hai. Pehle kiss, phir stanon ko choosna, phir chut chatna. Divya sochti hai Manik uski chut ko jeebh se kha raha hai, ungliyan andar. “Itna ras… mere liye?” Phir lund andar. Har position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, reverse. Divya ki ungliyan thak jaati hain lekin rukti nahi. Woh sochti hai Manik usko bolta hai, “Di, main tujhe kabhi nahi chhodunga… tu meri hai.” Divya ke muh se nikalta hai, “Haan… teri… hamesha…” Woh teen baar jhadti hai us raat. Har baar Manik ka naam lekar. Aakhir mein jab thak kar leti hai toh aankhon mein aansu hote hain. “Main paagal ho gayi hoon… lekin yeh gunah… yeh maza… main chhod nahi sakti.”

Har raat yahi cycle tha. Fantasy, climax, guilt, sharm, rona, phir agli raat wahi. Divya jaanti thi ki woh khud ko rok nahi paayegi. Manik ka lund, uska wazan, uski awaaz, uske dhakke – sab kuch uske dimaag mein bas chuka tha. Aur har baar jab woh jhadti, toh uske muh se wahi naam nikalta – “Manik…”

Bahut hi shaandar update diya hai manikmittalme07 bhai.,...
Nice and lovely update....

 

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