Hello guys, mera naam Lavish hai. Main Delhi ka rehne wala hu. Ye kahani tab ki hai jab main 1st year mein just enter hua tha. Main padhne mein bahut weak tha, to mere parents ne mujhe society mein rehne wali Nafisa ke paas padhne bhej diya tha. Nafisa ek 30 saal ki shaadi-shuda aurat thi, jo apne pati aur devar ke sath rehti thi.
Nafisa apne hi ghar pe sab ko padhati thi. Mere college mein hone ke kaaran hum 5 bachho ko 2 ghante padhati thi. So mostly burkhe mein rehti thi. Usme bhi Nafisa ke chootad mote-mote alag dikhte the.
1 maheena beet gaya, aur mujhe ye baat samajh aa gayi thi, ki Nafisa jab bhi burkhe mein na ho, to uska pati aur devar dono hi ghar pe nahi hote. Fir maine roz tuition 5 minute pehle jana shuru kar diya taaki Nafisa ko akele mein pakad saku. Nafisa jab bhi kurti aur pajama pehanti thi, to uski gaand aur chuchiyan alag hi tight dikhti thi.
Kuch din sabse pehle tuition pahuchne ke baad meri mehnat safal hui, aur Nafisa ne pink color ki kurti pehan ke gate khola. Main dekhte hi samajh gaya tha, ki aaj Nafisa akeli thi ghar mein.
Nafisa: Kya baat hai Lavish, aaj-kal to tum bahut jaldi aate ho tuition? Pehle to roz aadha ek ghanta late aate the.
Main (Main Nafisa ki gaand dekhte hue uske peeche-peeche room mein jata hu): Haa mam, aap ho hi itni mast kya karu.
Nafisa: Kya matlab?
Main: Main keh raha tha, ki mam aap bahut acha padhati ho.
Nafisa: Zyada naatak maat karo. Itna hi padhayi pe dhyan hota to tumhare marks improve to hote. Tumhare marks jitne the utne hi hai.
Main: Fir kis chiz mein dhyan hai mera, aap hi bata dijiye mam.
Nafisa: Apne batch ki ladkiyon pe. Har ladki ka number leke baithe ho tum. Sab sunti hu main. Tumhe kya lagta hai main kuch sunti nahi hu?
Main: Mam wo to bas doubt poochne ke liye number leta.
Nafisa: Apni tuition teacher ka number hai tumhare paas?
Main: Haa mam, mummy paas hoga.
Nafisa: Tabhi sirf ammi phone karti hai tumhari, ki Lavish ke marks mein koi improvement kyun nahi ho rahi hai.
Main: Main to aapse roz milne aata hu mam. Aap mere se baat hi nahi karti ho.
Nafisa: Mere shauhar aur unke bhai ghar pe hi rehte hai. Main unke saamne kaise baat karu? Aur jab wo nahi hote hai, to baaki students hote hai.
Main: To fir aap mera number le lijiye mam, jab baat karne ka mann ho tab kar lijiyega.
Nafisa: Haha, tumhari inhi chikni chupdi baaton se ladkiyan fass jati hai.
Main (haste hue poochta hu): To fir aap fassi ki nahi meri chikni chupdi baaton mein mam?
Nafisa: Bahut besharam ho tum. Ladkiyon ko chhodho, apni mam ko bhi apna number de rahe ho haa.
Main: To fir aap meri mummy se galiyaan hi suno.
Nafisa: Shut up! Chalo baaki bachhe bhi aate honge. Kitaab kholo tum chup-chaap. Bahut time baad aise baat kari kisi se hass ke haha.
Main: To fir aaj rehne do na mam, aaj mat padhao na please.
Nafisa: To fir kya test lu?
Main: Arre wtf… nahi aaj baatein karte hai. Baaki bachho ko wapas bhej do.
Nafisa: Nahi-nahi bache aate hi honge, aur unke parents kya bolenge?
Main: Aap unhe bol dena ki aaj aap week feel kar rahi ho bahut zyada, aur padha nahi paoge.
Nafisa: Aur tum kya karoge yahan baith ke?
Main: Aapse baatein, aur aapko maza doonga.
Itne mein doorbell baj jati hai
Nafisa: Lo baaki bachhe bhi aa gaye.
Main: Dekh lo mam, maine aapko acha idea aur mauka dono diya hai. Baaki aapki marzi hai.
Nafisa bina kuch bole uth ke gate kholne chali gayi.
Wo unko boli: Bachho aaj main bahut week feel kar rahi hu. Aaj tum log wapas chale jao please. Agar meri tabiyat thodi bhi better hoti to main padha deti, aap logon ko pata hi hai.
Sab bachhe mam ko good wishes deke chale gaye, aur main andar wait kar raha tha. Nafisa gate band karke andar aati hai.
Main: Kahan gaye aapke padhaku bachhe?
Nafisa: Haa-haa tumhe to yaad aa rahi hogi na un ladkiyon ki.
Main: Jab mere saamne itni khoobsurat maal baithi ho, to main ladkiyon ko kyun yaad karu?
Nafisa: Bahut badtameez ho tum. Apni madam ko maal bol rahe ho haa.
Main (maine Nafisa ke pet ko choote hue bola): To fir kya motu bolu Nafisa ji ko?
Nafisa (gusse mein mere hath pe thappad maarte hue): Hey shaadi-shuda hu main, ok. Aur ghar ke kaam and all bahut kaam hote hai. Usme thoda pet nikal gaya hai bas.
Main: Arre-arre meri maal to gussa ho gayi. Mam aap un sab se sexy lagti ho. Aapka figure dekh ke to koi bhi set ho jaye.
Nafisa: Chup badtameez. Zyada gaandi baatein karwa lo bus tumse, aur makkhan mat lagao samajhe! Aur baar-baar maal-maal mat bolo.
Main: Fir kya bolu?
Nafisa: Jab hum akele ho, naam se bula sakte ho.
Main: Aur sab ke saamne maal?
Nafisa (Aaram se gaal pe thappad maarte hue): Tum nahi sudhar sakte ho.
Main: To fir tu sudhaar de Nafisa.
Nafisa: Second nahi lagte tumhe bhi aap se tum aur tum se tu mein.
Main: Seedha bolo aapko to maza aa raha hai apne aapko maal sunte hue.
Nafisa: Chup besharam, tum naam se hi bulao bola na.
Main: Ok-ok Nafisa meri maal.
Nafisa (apne sir pe hath maarte hue): Tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta hai. Chalo batao chai piyoge ya coffee?
Main: Haha.. chai coffee se zyada mujhe dudh peena pasand hai.
Nafisa: Acha ruko main leke aati hu.
Nafisa gaand matkate hue kitchen mein chali gayi. Thodi der mein main bhi kitchen mein chala gaya. Mujhse control nahi hua, aur maine peeche se aake Nafisa ki gaand pakad li.
Nafisa (Achanak se uchli, aur gusse mein boli): Hatto!
Main (Maine Nafisa ko ek-dum slab pe push kar rakha tha): Ab main apni Nafisa maal ko pakad bhi nahi sakta?
Nafisa: Nahi, ye galat hai. Wahan se hath hatao chup-chaap.
Main (Nafisa ki chuchiyon ko pakad ke masalte hue poocha): Fir yahan hath rakh lu?
Nafisa: Aah Lavish, ye kya kar rahe ho? Chhodh do mujhe.
Main: Apni Nafisa dairy se dudh nikaal raha hu.
Nafisa: Lavish aisa mat karo. Main kisi ko nahi bataungi, hatto aur chale jao.
Main: Jab kisi ko pata hi nahi chalna hai, to sab karke hi jata hu (Nafisa ki kurti ko kheench ke faad diya saamne se).
Nafisa: Nahi mera wo matlab nahi tha. Tum galat samajh rahe ho. Ye kya kiya? Meri kurti faad di. Mere shauhar waise bhi kapde nahi dilate hai, aur tumne jo hai wo bhi faad di.
Main: Abhi to bahut kuch fatega meri jaan.
Nafisa: Ahhh aahh, Lavish bas karo, jaane do.
Main (Peeche se Nafisa ki gaand mein lund ragadte hue gardan par kiss kar raha tha): Abhi nahi meri jaan.
Nafisa ne bolna band kar diya apni siskiyan chhupane ke liye. Maine Nafisa ki pajami ka naada khola. Nafisa ne jhat se apni pajami pakad li, aur girne se rok li. Maine direct apna hath Nafisa ki chut pe rakha, aur sehlana shuru kiya.
Nafisa: Ufffff bas karo Lavi, ahh mat karo.
Main (apni unglia Nafisa ki chut pe ferte hue): Teri chut to na nahi bol rahi hai. Itni geeli ho chuki hai, aur abhi bhi tujhe rukna hai?
Nafisa: Naah, mat karo ahh.
Main: Teri chut itne maze kyun le rahi hai?
Nafisa (Nafisa uchal uthi, aur mere hath ko pakad ke moan karne lagi): Aaahhhh nahi.
Main bina ruke Nafisa ki chut mein ungli andar-baahar karte hue uski gardan ko choom raha tha. Nafisa ki chut ka paani mere poore hath mein tha. Wo aankhen band karke mere hatho ko halke se pakadte hue siska rahi thi.
Nafisa: Lavish ahh… Bas karo.
Main (maine Nafisa ki chut se apni ungli baahar nikali, aur Nafisa ko chhodh diya): Theek hai mam, aapko nahi pasand to main jaa raha hu.
Mere chhodhte hi Nafisa floor pe gir gayi. Wo kuch bol paati usse pehle main chala gaya.
Filhal ke liye itna hi. Agle part mein padhiyega kaise maine Nafisa ko apni randi banaya.
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