Main Kabir, DU mein MA padh raha hu aur yahan ek flat mein kiraaye par rehta hu. Qissa pichhle saal ki New Years ki chhuttiyon ka hai. Maine chhuttiyan Delhi mein guzarne ka faisla kiya tha. Darasal apne khali waqt ka istemaal karne maine guitar classes join kiye the. Maam ka naam sanjana tha, aur classes unke ghar par hoti thi. Un dino unke ghar pe unki nanad ki shadi ki preparation chal rahi thi, isliye maam class ke liye mere flat mein aane ke liye raazi hui thi.
Meri teacher, Sanjana, ki umr 31-32 saal hai, wo shadishuda hain par bache nahi hai. Gehu jaisa rang, features aise ki unhe dekhte hi unpar dil aa jaye. 34-29-33 ki kamaal figure aur height mein lambi, kareeb 5′ 9″. Patla sa nazuk sa badan tha. Waise who bihar ki thi, par hamesha se delhi mein hi rahi thi.
Mujhe kareeb 2 mahine ho chuke the unke saath guitar bajaate hue. Aam taur par wo salwar kameez pehenti thi, bina dupatte ke, ya phir jeans aur tshirt. Dopahar mein paseene se jab uske kapde uske jism se chipakte the, toh bas…na pucho kya haal hota tha mera. Unke gale se latka mangalsutra maano mujhe aur behkata tha…kisi shadishuda aurat se apna bistar garm karwane ka alag maza hai.
Woh jab kareeb aakar mera guitar pakadti, toh unki khushbu mujhe madhosh kar deti. Dil karta unhe baahon mein bharkar is khushbu ko zabaan ke zayke mein badal du. Unhe main pasand tha: main lamba aur fit hu, aur theek thaak muscles bhi hain. Zyada bhari nahi par tight baahein. Sanjana ne ek baar mera haath chhukar kaha tha halke se ki usse mere haath ki veins usse pasand hain. Aise halka phulka flirt hum karte rehte the.
Ek baar ek guitar par ek gane ki shart pe usne mujhe cheeks pe kiss bhi kiya tha. Maine bhi mazaak mein kai baar uski figure, khas kar uski legs ki taareef ki hai aur ek halki si sharmaahat bhi notice ki hai uske chehre pe. Us din maine ghar jakar aadhe ghante tak masturbate kiya tha uske liye. Waise main aisa har class ke baad karta tha. Khair, aaj woh mere ghar aa rahi thi. Aaj mera chance tha aur main zarur iska fayda uthane wala tha.
Main tayyar tha ek tight white tshirt aur blue jeans mein, yeh sochte hue ki unhe shayad mera look pasand aaye. Sanjana ek khushbu ki lehar ke saath andar ghusi aur maine unse haath milakar hello kaha. Unhe paani pilaya. Unke hoth gulaabi the par paani se geele hone se ek alag baat aa jaati thi unme. Unhone salwar kameez pehen rakhi thi. Dupatta unhone side mein rakh diya. Maine unse gappe maarne start kar diye. Sardi ki dopahar mein aalas aana lazmi hai. Hum bed pe baithe hue the.
Me: Aap ke wahan sab kaisa chal raha hai?
Sanjana: Bahut mehmaan aaye hue hain – sab kaafi busy hain. Next month wedding hai.
Me: Tabhi thake hue lag rahe ho aap.
Sanjana: Haan kaafi sahi kahu toh abhi bas aaram karne ko dil kar raha hai.
Me: Aapka hi ghar hai. Chaadar le aata hu sham tak yahin aaram kar lo.
Sanjana: Tum toh yehi kahoge, tumhare iraade main saaf jaanti hu.
Maine uska haath pakad liya aur kaha, kya matlab?
Sanjana: Matlab tum 23 ke ho, aur ek 23 yr old ke dil mein kya hota hai, main jaanti hu.
Aisa usne kaha, mera haath jhatakte hue Mazak mein.
Maine usse ghura, aur phir uske hotho ko kiss kiya.
KHeechkar thappad maarte hue usne kaha, mujhe teri zarurat nahi, mera pati mujhe pura satisfy karta hai.
Main uske oopar Chadha gaya aur uski kamar se usse pakadte hue uske hotho ko chumne ki koshish karne laga. Who chhatpataane lagi aur ek aur chaata maara. Maine ruk kar usse dekha, uski saansein bahut tez ho rahi thi.
Uski khushbu ne mujhe deewangi se zyada deewana kar diya tha. Kaafi waqt se bhukha bhi tha, toh aalam kuch zyada hi manchala ho gaya. Maine halke se uske gaaal ko chuma aur phir uske gale ko..dheere dheere karte main uski suraahi jaisi gardan ko chumne laga. In halki kisses ne uspar jaadu kiya aur who pighalne lagi. Usse pighalta dekh maine gardan se hota hai uske seene tak kiss karta raha. Ek haath uski salwar par, doosra uski kamar par ab main uske hotho ko chumne laga.
Sanjana: mm mm….oh kabir…kapde utaar ab.
Maine halke se utha aur apni belt utaarne laga. Side mein fainka, phir jeans kholkar side mein fenk diya. Maine dhyan rakha ki ek baar mein jeans utar jaye, warna chhatpatata hua ajeeb lagta.
Sanjana: Aaram se, shaam tak yahi hu.
Pairon ki ungliyon se hi apne socks utaar diye. Mera lund underwear phaadne wala tha aur ek wet spot tha uspar.
Sanjana: Underwear utaarkar mujhe de.
Maine aisa hi kiya. Usne underwear par lage hue sperm ko chusa,aur apni zabaan chatkayi, jaise koi mazedaar achar chaata ho. Aur underwear phenk diya. Phir haath se ishara karke bula liya apne kareeb.
Maine uska salwar utaarne ko haath badhaya toh usne mujhe baalon se kheecha aur haath oopar kiye. Maine uski kameez utaar di. Bra pink color ki net wali, bahut tight thi aur nipples dikh rahe the. Uske boobs excitement se aur bade ho gaye the aur nipples bilkul hard. Main uska navel chumne laga. Uske haath mere baalon se khel rahe the. Mera ek haath uski salwar ke baahar se uski thighs ko dabaane laga.
Wos siskiyaan lete nahi thak rahi thi. Uchhal uchhal kar enjoy kar rahi thi. Akhir dhaga mil gaya aur maine usse khaich kar uski salwar dheeli kar di. Peechhe hatkar puri tarah utaar di. Wo red bra aur panty mein ek mithai ki tarah thi jisse main khaane wala tha.
Ek jhatke mein usse uthakar apni god mein bithaya aur deewar par apni back rakh ke baith gaya. Uski taangein meri kamar ki peechhe wrapped thi aur maine apne chehra uske seene mein ghusa diya. Who mera chehra apne seene mein zoro se daba rahi thi. Phir usne mere haath le jaakar apne bra par rakhe. Maine unhook kar diya. Jaise uske boobs iska hi intezaar kar rahe the. Usne bra utaarkar phenk diya. Ab uski panty mein gilapan saaf dikh raha tha. Main uska right nipple apne munh mein liya aur zor se ek chuski li…OOOoo cheekh padi Sanjana.
Maam Ke Saath Suhani Dopahar – Part 1
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