Sabse pehle, thanks meri dono stories ko itna pyar aur hot memories dene ke liye. Kuch logon ne mujhe mere koi naye experience ke baare mein likhne ko bola. To main yaha pe apni nayi story leke aaya hu. Jo kuch months pehle hi hui.
Main Andheri (Mumbai) mein ek female, Smriti, ko yoga sikhane jata tha. Actually lockdown mein unka weight gain ho gaya tha, jiski wajah se unki shaadi fix nahi ho rahi thi. Unka maine 3 months mein 5.5 kg weight loose bhi kara diya.
First month ki to mujhe payment mil gayi thi. But next two months ki nahi mili. Smriti mam ne kaha ke last mein dono months ka de dengi. Jab 3 months complete ho gaye, to maine fee maangi. To mam boli ki class continue nahi karni hai aur fee online transfer kar dengi. Main bola theek hai.
1-2 week baad maine whatsapp pe message kiya to unka rudely reply aaya. 2-3 baar fir remind karane pe unhone mujhe whatsapp pe block kar diya. Ab kareeb 3 weeks se zyada ho gaye the, to maine unko call kiya.
Smriti: Kya hai! Kyun pareshan kar rahe ho? Doongi paise. Bola hai na maine.
Me: Mam, aapne ek din ka kaha tha. Abhi 3 weeks se zyada ho gaya hai, please mam.
Mam: Oye sun, main teri naukar nahi hu, jo tu jo bolega main karungi. Pay kar doongi matlab kar doongi. Now get lost, and don’t disturb me.
Aise hi 2-3 baar call pe usne meri insult ki, aur uske baad call se bhi block kar diya. 2-3 din baad mujhe ek aur class mili uske hi area mein, but doosri society mein. Maine waha class leke, fir mam ke ghar jaake baat karne ka socha.
But jab unki society mein gaya to gate pe watchman ne mam ko call ki entry ki permission ke liye. But unhone mana kar diya, aur watchman ko hi daant diya.
Mam: Arre aise bikhari ghoomte rehte hai. Sab ko paise deti rahungi kya? Ek baar bol diya ki nahi bulaya hai to nahi bulaya hai, baahar fikwa de usko.
Is baar mujhe kaafi gussa aaya, but main kuch kar nahi sakta tha. Wapas aane laga. Tabhi ek car mere bagal mein ruk gayi.
“Arre Raj sir, aap yaha?” Car ke andar se mam ki mother ne kaha. Maine unhe saari baat batayi.
Fir unhone Smriti mam ko call karke paise dene ko kaha, aur mujhe boli, “jao Raj sir, wo aapko paise de degi.”
Maine doorbell bajayi. Smriti mam ne gate khola, but safety door nahi khola.
Wo boli: Mere paas cash nahi hai, UPI ya Gpay number batao (unhone gusse mein bola).
Maine apna Gpay number bataya aur kaha-
Me: But mam mera mobile off hai for confirmation.
Smriti: Wo meri problem nahi hai. Main yaha se bhej rahi hu. Bahut shaunk hai na tumko mumma ke paas complaint karne ka, to unse hi baat karna. Tum chhote log apni aukaat dikha hi dete ho.
Fir unhone apna mobile screen dikhaya ek pal ke liye, and door mere face pe close kar diya. Mujhe kaafi gussa aaya, but kya hi karta. Chalo paise to mil gaye kam se kam. Aur main lift area ke paas aane laga. Tabhi mam daudte hue aayi aur boli-
Smriti: Listen-listen, maine galti se tumhe zyada pay kar diya hai. Mujhe refund kar do.
Me: But mera phone switched off hai. Main ghar jaake kar doonga check karke.
Maine unki screen dekhi. Waha 10000 ki jagah 100000 transfer ho gaya tha.
Smriti: Nahi nahi. Tab tak wait nahi kar sakte. Papa abhi jewelry leke rishta fix karne hi gaye hai, account se paise debit nahi hue to problem hogi. Mujhe abhi ke abhi refund karo.
Me: But phone charge nahi hai.
Smriti: Ok, chalo tum flat mein charge kar lena.
Unke pass jo mere phone ka charger tha, wo kaafi purana tha, to connect sahi se nahi ho raha tha, aur bahut slow charge ho raha tha.
Smriti: Shit, ye itna dheere charge hoga to ho gaya fir.
Main(mazaak mein): Aapko kya lagta hai ki main aapke paise refund nahi karunga? (Aur maine ek smile ki)
Smriti: Paise to tera baap bhi dega.
Main: Aapko itna ghamand kyun hai? Maine mazaak mein bola tha?
Unka koi jawaab nahi aaya. Mujhe bhi gussa aaya, aur main phone utha ke jaane laga.
Smriti: Hello-hello, kaha?
Main: Main jaa raha hu. Meri class hai. Aapko ghar jaake refund kar doonga.
Ye bolte hue main gate ki taraf chalne laga. Wo furti se aake mere aur gate ke beech khadi ho gayi.
Smriti: Sun be, bina paise diye tu yaha se jaa nahi sakta. Samjhe!
Main: Acha, main to jaa raha hu.
Smriti: Abe oye. Abhi is flat mein hum dono akele hai. Maine zara si awaz ki na, log maar-maar ke gaand faad denge teri. To chup-chaap baith jaa. Theek hai
Main(kuch soch ke): Theek hai, machao shor. Mera kya hai, maar khaa loonga. Fir main FIR karunga ki logon ne mujhe mara. Fir baat aur badhegi. Mujhe kya, shaadi tumhari hai. Izzat tere baap ki hai. Dekh lo kiska nuksan hai.
Smriti (ab thoda calm down hui): Dekho yaar, abhi wo roka karne gaye hai. agar paise debit nahi hue to problem hogi. Samjho baat ko.
Main: Main to samajh hi gaya tha. Isliye itni insult ke baad bhi main paise wapas karne aaya. Taaki uncle ki insult na ho.
Smriti: To fir abhi kyun jaa rahe ho? Chalo, I am sorry, ok? Tum to itne samajhdaar ho. Fir kyun papa ki.
Main: Paise to main de doonga, but tujhe bhi to sabak sikhana hoga.
Smriti: Sabak?
Main: Hmm.
Maine upar se neeche tak uske badan ko dekha. Saawla rang, badi aankhen, t-shirt mein chhupe hue big boobs, bhari hui thighs jo uski short skirt se baahar aa rahi thi. Main ek step leke uske aur kareeb gaya. But wo peeche nahi hatt payi, kyunki uske peeche gate tha. Kuch der ke liye main uske kareeb hi khada raha. Wo nervous ho gayi thi.
Smriti: Dekho, please tum jo soch rahe ho wo main nahi kar sakti. Meri shaadi hone wali hai.
Maine kuch nahi bola. Bas wahi khada raha.
Smriti: Dekho fir kiss kar lo. Usse zyada kuch nahi. But pehle transfer karo paise.
Main: Mujhe kiss nahi karna hai.
Smriti (khush hoke): To fir?
Main: Teri zubaan ko sabak sikhana hai.
Smriti: Main samjhi nahi.
Main: Blowjob dena hoga tumhe.
Smriti: Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Maine ye kabhi nahi kiya.
Main (apni lower neeche karke): To aaj kar lo!
Smriti (mera lund dekh kar): Are you mad! Tum hadd se aage badh rahe ho. Upar karo apna lower.
Main (apna lower uper karke jaake sofe mein baith gaya): Soch lo. tumhare paas 5 minute hai.
Smriti (kuch soch kar): Main sirf kiss kar sakti hu. bas.
Main: Rs 90,000 ka ek kiss. Kaafi expensive hai. Waise 2 minute paar ho chuke hai.
Wo mujhe manane ki koshish karne lagi, but main kuch reply nahi de raha tha.
Main: Chalo 5 minute ho gaye, what’s your decision?
Smriti: Dekho, ye main. (main uth ke jaane laga)
Smriti (usne jaldi se mera hath pakda): Wait-wait. ok-ok. I will suck your fucking dick. Happy now! But paise pehle transfer karo.
Main: Chutiya samjhi ho kya? Jaise-jaise tum choosne lagogi, paise waise-waise transfer hote jayenge.
Wo kuch der soch ke boli: Theek hai, bedroom mein chalo.
Wo mere saamne knee pe baith gayi aur boli: Nikalo baahar.
Main: Tum nikalo na mera lund, meri jaan.
Usne ek baar gusse se mujhe dekha, aur apna hath mere lower mein daal ke lund ko baahar nikala. Uske komal hath ke sparsh se mera lund slowly khada hone laga. Wo apna muh fer ke lund ko halke-halke sehlane lagi.
Main: Blowjob jaanti ho na? Muh mein lena hota hai lund, hath se nahi. (wo gusse se mujhe dekhi aur muh ko lund ke kareeb layi, but lund ko touch nahi kiya)
Main: Come on, kiss it baby. (usne aankhen band karke halke se lund ke tip ko kiss kiya)
Main uska sir pakad ke uske lips pe apne lund ki tip ko ferne laga.
Smriti: Mmm mmmm chee (usne apna muh ferte hue kaha)!
Fir usne apne hontho ko hath se poncha.
Fir usne tez awaaz mein bola: Tum kuch mat karo.
Main: Gussa kyun hoti hai saali? Lo 10k transfer karta hu. (phone se payment karke usko wapas charge mein lagaya)
Usne fir koshish ki, aur is baar lund ke tip ko thoda sa lips ke beech mein leke halka smooch karne ka try ki. 2-4 baar aise hi try kiya, but abhi bhi poora tip uske muh mein nahi gaya.
Main: Arre poora muh mein le na.
Smriti: Le rahi hu. Thoda ruk jaa. Meri knees hurt kar rahi hai aise baith-baith ke.
Fir main lower utar kar bed pe let gaya.
Main: Aaja saali, mere upar aake aaram se choos mera lund.
Wo fir se lund ko pakad ke lund ki tip ko halka-halka smooch karne lagi. Mera lund ab tann ke khada ho chuka tha.
Main: Saali poora muh mein le na.
Smriti: Mujhse jitna ho raha hai kar rahi hu.
Maine uske dono hath pakad liye aur kaha-
Main: Hands se nahi. Muh se choos ke muth nikaalni hai.
Smriti (rudely): Mujhe utna nahi aata, ok.
Main: Aaj tujhe sab sikhata hu. saali.
Main neeche se lund ko halke-halke jhatke maarne laga. Usse mere lund ki topi uske hontho se ragadte hue uske muh mein jaa rahi thi. Wo ek do baar choos ke muh baahar nikaal de rahi thi.
Main: Aise to muth ghante bhar mein bhi nahi niklega.
Smriti (chidh ke): To kaise niklega tera?
Maine karwat li jisse wo neeche aur main uske upar aa gaya. Maine uske dono hath pakad liye aur uski chest ke upar aake uske lips pe apna lund rakh diya. Usne aankhen band karke apna muh khola. Jaise hi mera lund halka sa uske muh mein gaya, maine zor ka jhatka maara.
Uske tongue se ragadte hue mera poora lund uske muh mein ghus gaya. Uski aankhen fati ki fati reh gayi. Maine lund ko halka sa nikala, aur fir ek stroke mara. Ab main uske muh ko chodne laga tha. Mere har ek stroke pe uske muh se. oowwaahh oowwaah ki awaaz goonjne lagi.
Kuch strokes ke baad maine lund baahar nikala. Wo haanfne lagi thi saans ke liye. Isse pehle wo kuch bol paati, maine firse uske muh mein lund daal diya, aur zor se jhatke maarne laga. Uski aankhen maano ab baahar nikal aayengi.
Wo naa mein sar hila rahi thi, but main nahi rukne wala tha. Main gusse mein uske muh ko chodta chala jaa raha tha. Kuch strokes ke baad wapas maine lund ko baahar nikala. Wo zor-zor se haanfne lagi, aur saliva uske hontho se baahar nikal raha tha. Mere lund se bhi uska saliva tapakne laga.
Smriti: Wait-wait, wait please (wo haanfte hue boli).
Main: Loda wait!
Maine wapas uske muh mein lund dala, aur fir zor-zor se jhatke maarne laga. Wo jhatpatane lagi. Meri giraft se chhootne ki koshish karne lagi. But maine hath kaafi mazbooti se pakda hua tha. Wo buri tarah jhatpata rahi thi. Kabhi hawa mein laat chala rahi thi. Kabhi hands ko chhudhwane ki nakaam koshish karti.
Wo apne sar ko naa mein hilate hue jaise reham ki bheekh maang rahi ho. But mera gussa shant hone ka naam nahi le raha tha. Mujhe maza aa raha tha usko tadpaane mein.
Main: Choos saali randi. Bahut zubaan chalti thi na. Dekh mera lund kaise chod raha hai tujhe.
Uski aankhen almost geeli ho gayi. Wo bebas hoke meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Uska jhatpatana aur badh gaya tha, aur uske aansu bhi nikalne lage the.
Uske muh se saliva baahar nikal raha tha. Mere lund ko halka bite bhi karne lagi thi wo. Fir maine lund baahar nikala, aur wo haanfte-haanfte khaansne lagi. Maine uske hath chhodh diye, aur uske upar se hatt gaya. Fir wo khaanste-khaanste baith gayi. Kuch der mein uski saanse thodi normal hui. Fir wo boli-
Smriti: Bhonsdi ke, jaan se maar doge kya?
Main: Hahaha.
Smriti: You got what you wanted? Now transfer the rest of the money.
Main: Abhi kaha. Muth to nikal hi nahi. Firse daalunga tere muh mein.
Smriti (rote-rote): Nahi-nahi, please aur muh mein nahi le sakti. Ulti ho jayegi.
Main: Theek hai. Fir half money transfer kar deta hu. Baaki ke bhool jao.
Smriti: Arre yaar, aisa kyun bol rahe ho? Main sach mein muh mein nahi le sakti. Bahut gandi smell aur feel aati hai. Tum kiss kar lo yaar, kahi bhi, kitna bhi. Ok? Theek hai? Please yaar.
Main: Are you sure? Kiss ya smooch (main uske nange thighs ko dekhne laga jo skirt upar hone ki wajah se saaf-saaf dikh rahe the)?
Usne apni skirt theek ki, aur kaha: Haa, kiss karo ya smooch. Jo karna hai. But ab aur muh mein lund nahi le sakti hu.
Fir usne apna face aage kiya.
Main: Mujhe neeche kiss aur smooch dono karna hai.
Smriti: Neeche? kaha?
Main: Teri chut mein.
Smriti (wo chaunk gayi): Nahi-nahi. Are you mad? Waha kaise smooch kar sakte ho?
Main: Wo main kar loonga.
Smriti: Nahi, main wo nahi karne doongi. Lips ya gaal pe kiss kar lo.
Main: Chut mein dogi ya nahi? (wo kuch der khamosh baithi rahi)
Smriti: Wo nahi de sakti. Tum mujhe chodne lagoge. Usme bahut pain hoga. Maine ek baar kiya tha. Pain bardasht nahi hui thi. Please paise send kar do na. Itna to ki na tumhare liye.
Main: Main kab bola ki tumhe chodunga? Chodna hota to direct bolta na ki chodne pe hi paise doonga.
Smriti(kuch soch kar): God promise ki tum chodoge nahi.
Main: Promise! aur kuch nahi karunga. Boobs bhi touch nahi karunga (wo khamos baithi rahi).
Mujhe samaj nahi aaya ki uski haa thi ya na. Fir maine apna hath uski thighs pe rakh diya. Usne apne skirt se thighs ko cover karna chaaha, but kuch boli nahi. Maine usko bed pe lita diya, aur uske thighs ko sehlane laga, aur kiss karna shuru kar diya.
Wo apne hatho se skirt pakad ke jitna thighs ko chhupa sakti thi, utna chhupane ka try kar rahi thi. Maine fir uski dono legs ko spread kiya. Shuru mein to wo thoda resist kar rahi thi, but fir spread kar di, aur apne ek hath ko skirt ke upar se hi apni chut pe rakh liya. Jaise usko chhupa rahi ho. Aur doosre hath se skirt ko neeche kar rahi thi.
Maine uski dono legs upar utha di, jisse uski skirt upar ho gayi, aur uski thighs poori nangi ho gayi. Uski red panty bhi dikh rahi thi. Main uski thighs ko lick karta, to khabhi kiss karta, to kabhi halke se bite karta.
Uske thigh ke beech se patli si panty uske anus ko chhupaye hue gaand tak jati hui. Bahut sexy lag raha tha ye scene. Fir maine halke se uspe kiss kiya aahh aahhh.
Smriti: Oh, bas ho gaya na.
Me: Abhi kaha darling. Abhi to panty bhi nahi utari hai. Tum utaarne do tab na.
Main halke uske thighs ko sehlate hue uske panty tak hath le gaya, aur dheere-dheere usko neeche utaarne laga. Uski chut ki khusbu ab dheere-dheere mujhe aane lagi thi. But wo apne dono hath chut pe rakh ke usko chhupaye thi.
Main uski panty utaar ke wapas uski legs ko upar utha ke kiss karne laga. Ab uske chut ke aas-paas ke region ko kiss aur lick karta hua geela kar chuka tha. Fir uske ungliyon ko jo uski chut ko chhipa rahi thi, unko lick karne laga. Aur fir uski finger tips ko choosne laga.
Smriti: Ufff, please sir. chhodh do naa. Itna kaafi hai.
Me: Arre chut ke darshan to karao (wapas se uske ungliyon ko lick karne laga). Teri chut ki khusbu to pagal kar rahi hai.
Smriti: Aahh, ruk jaiye please sir. Uuuhh, bas sir. Us side nahi please.
Me: Tum chut de do, main kahi aur kyun jaunga.
Main aur aggressive hoke uski chut ke aas-paas kiss karne laga. Majboor hoke usne apne hath upar utha liya, aur pillow ko pakad liya.
Smriti: Lo tum jeete. Kar lo jo karna hai. But jaldi, please.
Uski chocolaty chut bilkul clear thi, bina baalon ki, aur uski chut ke lips bilkul chipke hue the. Maine dheere se uski chut ko neeche se upar tak lick kiya. Smriti ki saanse ruk gayi.
Wo bas aankhen band karke ye sab khatam hone ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Maine wapas uski chut ko tongue se lick kiya. Fir apne lower lips ko uski chut mein ragadta hua uski clit pe jaake kiss kiya. Oohh (uski saanse tez ho gayi). Fir dheere se uski clit ko lick karne laga.
Uski clit kaafi sensitive thi. Wo 4-5 baar lick karne se hi machalna start kar di. Maine lick karne ki speed tez kar di. Usne ek hath se apna muh daba liya, aur ek hath se mere sar ko chut se door dhakelne lagi. But main kaha rukne wala tha.
Uski chut and clit ko chaat-chaat ke geela kar chuka tha. Ab main ek finger uski chut mein daalne laga.
Smriti: Uuuff, ungli kyun daal rahe ho?
Me: Darr mat meri jaan, teri chut ko thoda kholna hoga smooch ke liye.
Smriti: Aaahhh, ye mat karo na. (uski baaton ko ignore karke maine ek ungli uski chut mein daal di, aur andar se sehlane laga)
Fir doosri ungli bhi dheere se uski chut mein daal ke uski chut ke lips ko thoda khola, aur ek side ke lips apne hontho se choosne laga.
Smriti: Oohh fuck! Bas karo yaar.
Ab wo pagal ho rahi thi. Kabhi wo mere sar ke baal nochti to kabhi apne thighs se mere muh ko dhakelti, to kabhi apni legs ko mere pet pe ragadti. Main samajh gaya tha, ki wo kaafi sensitive thi, aur shayad uski chut ka ye phela experience tha. Fir maine uska ek hath pakad liya, aur ek leg upar utha ke uski chut pe kiss karne laga.
Smriti: Aaahhh, ab ho gaya na. Aur aahh, aur kitna kiss karoge?
Me: Bas ek aur cheez reh gaya hai.
Maine uski chut ke lips ko thoda alag kiya, aur tongue se laplapane laga. Wo uchal padi.
Smriti: Oh no no no, fuck. (wo ek hath se apne muh ko dabane lagi. )
Uski aahen sunke main aur excited ho gaya. Wo aankhen band karke is pal ka maza le rahi thi. Main uski chut mein ungli karta hua apne lund ko uske paas le gaya. Aur dheere se uski chut mein daalna shuru kiya.
Wo itni mast ho gayi thi, ki usko mere lund ka ehsaas nahi hua. Mere lund ki topi abhi andar ghusi hi thi, ki usne aankhen khol di. Isse pehle wo kuch samajh paati main uske upar let gaya, aur ek zor ka jhatka maara, aur mera aadha lund andar ghus gaya.
Smriti: Aaahh.
Uski aankhen fati ke fati reh gayi.
Smriti: You bastard! Tumne bola tha (maine uske lips pe apne hoth rakh diye aur dheere-dheere lund se pressure dene laga. Unne apna muh fer liya. But tab tak mera poora lund uski chut mein tha.
Smriti: Saale harami, madarchod aahh behanchod.
Main dheere-dheere lund ko andar-baahar karne laga. Uska ek hath aur leg already main pakde hue tha. Bas ek hath se wo mujhe khud se door dhakelne ki koshish kar rahi thi.
Smriti: No please no. Lund nikalo. Ye nahi aah please.
Wo kabhi mujhe maarti, to khabhi nochti, to kabhi dhakka deti. But mujhe ye sab mein aur maza aa raha tha. Kuch der mein uska virodh khatam ho gaya.
Smriti: Ohh maa ufff aahh.
Usne mera shoulder kass ke pakad liya. Maine bhi strokes ki raftaar tez ki, aur uska paani nikal gaya.
Smriti: Aahhhh oooo mmmm.
Wo aankhen band karke is sukh ka maza le rahi thi. Main uske gaal and ear ko halke-halke kiss karne laga. Kuch der mein usne aankhen kholi.
Smriti: Tumhara to nahi nikla na?
Maine smile ki, aur kaha: Nahi.
Fir usne mujhe baahon mein bhar liya, aur romantically kiss karne lagi. Pehle lips ko chooste hue smooch karne lagi, aur meri tongue se khelne lagi.
Main bhi aggressive hoke smooch karne laga. Mera lund abhi bhi uski chut mein tha. Maine uske dono legs ko uthaya, aur zor-zor se jhatke maarne laga. Fach-fach-fach. Uske paani se ab uski chut thodi chikni ho gayi thi.
Wo mujhse lipat ke mera sath dene lagi. Ab mera nikalne wala tha. Main smooch tod ke upar utha, aur lund uski chut se baahar nikaal ke uski thighs mein sara maal nikaal diya. Fir uski panty se uske thighs ko saaf kiya.
Smriti: Thank you (romantically smile karte hue).
Me: Abhi paise kaha diya hu.
Smriti: Thank you mujhe orgasm dene ke liye. Mera first time tha orgasm.
Me (apna lund ponchte hue): Tum ungli nahi karti ho?
Smriti: Karti hu, kabhi-kabhi, but orgasm nahi hota tha. Main bas ungli ko andar baahar karti thi. Sahi jagah to tumne hit kiya. First baar sex ki thi, usme to sirf pain hua tha orgasm nahi. Kuch maza nahi aaya tha.
Me: Shayad usko sahi se aata nahi hoga.
Smriti: Tumhe aur kya-kya aata hai? Abhi 1-2 ghante hai hamare paas (bol ke wo meri god mein chadh gayi).
Uski gaand pe spank maar ke bola: Tujhe sab sikha doonga jaaneman. Tere honeymoon mein kaam aayegi meri knowledge.
Smriti: Pehle paise transfer kar dena. Fir araam se karenge.
Kahani lambi ho rahi hai, isliye yahi rukta hu. Aage ki kahani part-2 mein likh doonga, ki kaise maine uski gaand maari, lund chuswaya aur baaki sab kuch sikhaya. But part-2 tabhi aayegi jab is story ko 3k+ likes mile. Well personal chat ke liye mail mein at
Mumbai mein kisi female ko “personal yoga” class chahiye, to issi email pe batana.
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