Pichle maheene main office ke kaam se Hyderabad gaya tha. Waha main ek hotel mein reh raha tha. Ek din dinner karte time, ek aurat dinner karne aayi. Wow, bahut khoobsurat thi wo, aur uske jism ko dekh ke main pagal sa ho gaya.
Main use continuously dekh taha tha. Tabhi achanak usne meru taraf dekha au use pata chal gaya ki main uske jism ko taad raha tha. Fir wo hasne lagi, to main bhi hass diya. Jab dinner khatam karke jaa rahe the, to wo meri wali lift mein aa gayi aur bolne lagi-
Wo: Kya dekh rahe the tum? Pehle kabhi nahi dekhi kya?
To maine bola: Aap ko ek baat bolni thi.
To usne bola: Haa bolo.
Maine bola: Tum bahut hi sundar ho.
To wo hasne lagi aur boli: Main 605 mein rehti hu, aur tumhara room number kya hai?
Fir maine bola: 269 hai.
Fir lift ruki, aur hum dono alag-alag apne room mein chale gaye. Achanak raat ke 11 baje mere room ki bell baji. Maine jaise hi door open kiya, meri aankhen khuli ki khuli hi reh gayi. Wahi aurat red saree aur sleeveless blouse wo bhi deep cut aur backless pehan ke mere saamne khadi thi.
Maine hello bola, aur aage kya bolta samajh mein nahi aa raha tha.
Tabhi wo boli: Yahi khada rakhoge, ya andar bhi bulaoge?
Fir wo andar aayi aur hum dono baat karne lage.
To maine bola: Tumhe kya bulau?
To wo bolti hai: Shaadi shuda hu, to bhabhi bula sakte ho.
Bhabhi: Kya kar rahe the?
Me: Kuch nahi, aise hi video dekh raha tha.
Bhabhi: Oho, kon si video devar ji?
Me: Arre gaane dekh raha tha.
Bhabhi: Nahi, is time pe saare mard kuch aur video hi dekhte hai na, isliye pooch li.
Me: Aap bolo bhabhi, kaise aana hua?
Bhabhi: Arre tumne lift mein meri itni tareef ki thi na, to sochi ki thank you bol ke aa jau.
Me: Lift se zyada to abhi sundar lag rahi ho bhabhi.
Bhabhi: Acha ji. Sach mein agar aisa hai, to thodi aur tareef kar do meri.
Me: Kya bhabhi aap bhi.
Bhabhi: Sach mein itni mast hu kya main?
Me: Haa bhabhi, aap sundar bhi ho, aur hot bhi ho.
Bhabhi: Acha ji. Jitni hot hu main?
Me: Bahut zyada.
Bhabhi: Devar ji, agar main itni hot hu, to main aapke room ke sofa mein kya kar rahi hu?
Me: Matlab kya bhabhi?
Bhabhi: Matlab yahi hai ki agar main sach mein hot hoti, to abhi tak tumhare room ke sofa mein nahi baithi hoti. Tumhare sath tumhare bistar mein hoti.
Me: Bhabhi aap ye kya bol rahi ho?
Bhabhi: Kyun main sexy nahi lagti tumhe? Mujhe dekh kar tumhara khada nahi hota kya?
Me: Bhabhi, ruko please.
Bhabhi: Ab main ruk nahi sakti devar ji. Aaj mujhe bhabhi se randi bana do.
Aur ye bol ke wo mere lund pe hath ferne lagi.
Bhabhi: Aapka hathiyar to kaafi mast hai devar ji.
Me: Bhabhi dekh lo aap. Kyunki bistar pe main jaanwar ban jata hu.
Bhabhi: Arre jaanwar hi to chahiye mujhe.
Me: Chal fir ghutne par baith kutiya.
Bhabhi: Apni kutiya ko lund nahi khilaoge devar ji?
Me: Saali raand, muh khol.
Aur main apna lund uske muh mein daal ke chodne laga. Poore room mein awaaz goonj rahi thi. Fir wo boli-
Bhabhi: Lund tumhara bahut bada hai, bas is lund se apni bhabhi ko ragad-ragad ke chodna.
Me: Saali kutiya, muh mein le pehle behan ki lodi.
Bhabhi: Kapde utaar na saale.
Fir maine uski saree utaar di, aur blouse saamne se pakad ke faad diya.
Bhabhi: Kutte faad mat. Main kya pehan ke jaungi?
Me: Saali main ab insan nahi ek jaanwar ban chuka hu. Aur jaanwar utaarte nahi kapde, faadte hai.
Bhabhi: Ufff haye, meri jaan tu itne dino se kaha tha madarchod?
Fir maine uski panty faad di, aur use kutiya bana diya.
Bhabhi: Daal meri chut mein tera lohe jaisa lund maderchod. Faad de meri chut ko.
Me: Ye le behan ki lodi.
Bol ke poora andar ghusa diya.
Bhabhi; Ahhhh madarchod. Kutte saale, bada mast lund hai re tera.
Me: Bol rand kaisa lag raha hai tujhe mera lauda?
Bhabhi: Mast hai re tera lund harami. Bas ab rukna mat. Main kitni bhi cheekhu chillaun, tu rukna mat.
Me: Tere jaisi randi ko bistar mein paake main kyun rukunga saali chinaal.
Bhabhi: Kitne dino ke baad koi mard mujhe aise gandi-gandi gaaliyan deke chod raha hai. Haye kya mast feeling hai re ye.
Me: Kyun tera pati nahi chodta hai kya?
Bhabhi: Pati chodta hai, lekin pyar se. Bolta hai gaaliyan nahi deni chahiye. Tu kyun slow kar raha hai madarchod. Chod mujhe saale harami.
Me: Chod raha hu meri randi. Saali bahut aag hai tere andar.
Bhabhi: Bujha de aag. Faad de meri chut behan ke lode. chod mujhe, chod mujhe madarchod, zor se, aur zor se.
Bhabhi ke muh se aisi gaaliyan sun ke main pagal ho gaya, aur aur tez-tez dhakke maarne laga.
Bhabhi: Aaahhh kutte, madarchod, saale harami, chod mujhe re, chod.
Me: Saali chinaal, tu bahut dino se bhookhi lag rahi hai.
Bhabhi: Devar ji apni bhabhi ko aaj bina ruke chodo, mere devar ji chodo mujhe. Meri bhookh shant kar do.
Me: Saali randi aurat, aaj teri gaand faad doonga.
Bhabhi: Faad dijiye na devar ji meri gaand. Apna lund mere andar daal kar madarchod meri gaand fad de kutte.
Me: Saali chinaal aurat, ye le, ye le.
Bhabhi: Ahh ahh ahh bas ab rukna mat ahha ahh. Bilkul mat rukna. Aur tez-tez dhakke maar na madarchod.
Me: Bhabhi abhi malayi nikalne wali hai.
Bhabhi: Sari malayi mere muh mein dalo devar ji. Ek boond bhi baahar mat daalna.
Maine fir sari malayi uske muh mein daal di.
Bhabhi: Ufffff, maza aa gaya devar ji malayi khaa ke?
Fir hum dono aise hi nange pade rahe bistar pe. Thodi der ke baad wo uthi aur boli-
Bhabhi: Ba chalti hu? Hubby neend se jaag gaya hoga?
Sach bolu to na hum ek-doosre ka naam jaante hain, na pata. Lekin raat bhar ek-doosre se bahut pyar kiya. Sorry doston pyar nahi chudai kari.
Jaate jaate bhabhi boli: Saale tum itne bhole dikhte ho, lekin bistar mein jaanwar ho tum jaanwar. Aur mujhe jaanwar hi pasand hai.