Mai kamre se bahar nikalta hu to bahar noor khadi thi..Mai use ek sec dekhta hu..aur waha se nikal ke khet wale ki or chal deta hu..
Us raat mujhe bahut pyari neend aati hai..
Subah jab neend khuli to din chad gaya tha mai waha se nikal kheto me ghumte hue . Agge jaa raha tha ki mujhe mera dost ..tahir mil gaya..
Mai ..kya be gandu..khaa ghum raha hai..
Tahir ek ladki ke sath tha..
Mai..bina jane us ladki ki or dekh ke bolta hu..
Kon hai ye rand..
Tahir..kuch bolne bana hota ki burkhe ke andar se wo ankhe mujhe ghur ke dekhe jaa rahi thi..
Mai .yaar ek mast maal ka intezam kar...aaj kal sala yhar din khurak mangta hai..
Tahir ...phir kuch bolne wala hota hai..ki mai us ladki ki or badh ke bolta hu..
Agar is ke lund se ub chuki ho to mujhe yaad kar lena ..
Bhool na payo gi..
Maera itna bolna tha ki ek jor ka chanta mere gaal pe aa padti hai.
Wo ladki ..apni chehre ko mere samne kar bolti hai..
Kyu be kamine mujhe chode ga .
Mai... Sama appi..
Mai tahir ko dekh raha tha..
Wo bhi meri is halat ko dekh ke waha se nikal bhagta hai...
Usse bhagta dekh mai. Apna sar pit leta hu..
Sama ..kya bol raha tha tu bol wo mujhe marne ke liye age badhi hi ki paas rakhe puwal me pair faste hi wo stmble kar mujhpe gir padti hai .
Mai...
Uski moti doodh apne sine pe takrte hi mera adha khada lund sudhe uski pet pe lagti hai.
Hum dhaan ke puwal me andar tak ghus chuke the..wo mujhe alag hone ke liye uthne lagti hai ki pata na mujhe kya hota hai..
Mai. Uski kamar me hath daal ke niche kar deta hu
.ab mere niche thi aur mai upar .
Sama .kamine kya kar rhaa hai...hat mere upar se..
Per mai kaha rukne wala tha..agle hi pal...mere hoth sama ke gulab jaise laal hoto pe tha..wo mujhe alag karne ki kosis karti hai per mai sama ko apni baho me bhar ke use moti doodh ko masal deta hu..
Wo gusse me tilmila ke mujse alag hone ki kosis kar rahi thi..
Per maine bhi add apni pairo ko unki kamar me bandh liya tha
Tabhi.. bahar kisi ki baat karne ki awaz aati hai..
Aurat ..kya sach me... Us sama ke sauhar ne Talak ka bol diya hai..
Dusri aurat..
Talak..bol rahi hai..isne to apne sahur kochune bhi na diya na.
Uski saas ne bacche ka intezar kar .. antim me gusse me is kamini sama ko nikal fekne ka socha hai..
Are ghamand kyu , humne bhi nikah kiya hai humare sauhar bhi bahar muh marte hai...
Per iska matlab ye thode na hai ki hum nahi maar sakti
Pehli aurat ...hat kamini kya bol rahi hai..
Dusri tu to na hi bol...tune to irfan bhai ke jaagah apne bete imran ko de di hai..
Teri. Ghar me bhi yahi hoga...Chanda bechari ..
Dusri aurat koi aur na salma thi..
Dono aise hi baat karte hue waha se nikal jati hai..per sama abhi bhi mere girafat me thi.
Mai pyaar se ...uski thuddi upar kr ke bolta hu..
Kyu kar rahi hai ye sab...
Dekh ab sab baate banane lage hai..
Sama..chor mujhe kamine...tujhe isse kya..jab sabko meri galti hi hi lagti hai..
Kya mai bazaru rannd hu jo..
Aur wo fut ke rone lagti hai..
Mai .use rone deta hu phir bade pyaar se uski gand ko maslte hue bolta hu..
Dekh sama aapi..aurat ko samaj macchar ki tarh samjhta hai.. mauka milte hi..pat se masal di jati hai..
Mard ...ek samay na lagata ..
Sama ..kya .meri apni koi , jamir na hai..tujhe pata hai na ye log kya karte hai...
Mera pyaar bhai bhi inke chakkar me bigad gaya hai... Mai kaise us insan ke sath rahu baccha paida karu jike paas har aurat ke liye samay hai per khud uski begum ke liye uske andar shakti nahi..
Sama ki baat sahi thi..
Iska sauhar ek no ka gigolo tha raat din ucche society ki mahilao ko seva karna..
Aur to aur nikah ki rat ko kamine ne apni begum chor ek videshi Clint ki chut maarni sahi samjhi..
Per kuch din baad achank se wo bimar pad Gaya to sara business ka bagdor Tahir ke hath me aa gya .
Mai. Sama ko gand ko maslte hue bolta hu..
Wase mai kaisa lagta hu apko..
Sama .meri baat sun ke
Mujhe jor ki chata maar deti hai..
Wo kamine bhai hai tu mera..tab se dekh rahi hu..meri jism se khel raha hai.. chota hai chota hi raha..
Mai .sama ke doodh ko jor ke masl ke apni lungi hata apna kala naag uski ankh ke aage kar deta hu..
Mai.. ye dekh...tera ye chota bhai .kitna bada ho gaya hai..
Sama meri tango ke beech us vishal dande ko dekhti hai .to uski ankho pe bharosa na hota..
Mai .uska hath ko apne lund pe sata ke bolta hu..soch le appi ..
Agar servicing cahiye hoga .to...bol dena..
Aur mai .use alag kar apni...lund ko sahi kar ..jane lagta hu..
Sama..bhi .kuch der soch ke.. ali .
Mai.. kya hua..
Sama.. tu sach ...
Mai..kya hua muh me lund pad gayi kya..
Sama... Tu meri nikah bacha sakta hai...
Mai.. mujhe kya fayda...
Sama . Bahut paise dungi ..
Mai . Gand degi apni .apne sauhar ke samne ..
Sama . Ye sun gusse me lal ho jati hai..Mai..bina kuch bola waha se jane lagta hu..
Sama .ki or dekh ke bolta hu jab razi ho to khet wali ghar pe aa jana..
Aur haa.
Akele ana..aur muskurate hue..ghar ki or chal deta hu..
Sama...ki ankho me chamak tha.
Jab se uski sauhar ki halat ..kharb hui thi..uska business khatm ho chuka tha..
Paisa bahut tha..per .. sarir nahi thi.
Kuch clint aati to wo bus tahir manage karta tha ..
Even use apni begum sama ke liye. Bhi bura lagta...usne apni..begum ko aaj tak chua tak nahi...
Itni acchi maal ko yu ghar pe raha ..aaur. Use na chakh pana...
Wo khud pe pachta raha tha .
Aur har rat uske khayal me ye aata ki aaj nahi to kal sama kisi dusre mard ke sath bhag Jaye gi .
Uski ammi ki roj bacche ki farmaish bhi use ajeeb ...lag rahi thi..
Usne sama se ek roj kah diya ki koi aur ho to usse bachha kar lo..jise sun ke sama gusse me ghar chor apne bhai ke paas aa gai..
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