salams dosto!!! sab apni apni stories post ker rahay hain tu mein ne socha mein b ek kahani likh maroon...
meri pehli kahani hai.. may be doosari kahanion se different ho.. may be un se b gai guzri ho.. may be pasand a jaye.. first time try maari hai aisi kahani likhne ki.. is liye comments zroor dijiye ga k kesi lagi.. ho sakta hai inexperience hone ki waja se ghair zaroori tawaalat ho gai ho.. ya ghair zaroori detail aa gai hon beech mein... is mein main theme tu zahir hai sex ka he hai.. mager ho skta hai sex ki ending wesi na ho jese sab log sochte hon..
it's a "straight" sex story...
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #1 on: September 10, 2012, 01:37:15 AM »
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Rangay Hathon Bach Gia!!!!! [Part 1/4]
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Halaat ko madd-e-nazar rakh k mein apni bike ki bajaaye local metro bus k through he uss colony mein pohncha tha.. february kay din thay na garmi thi na sardi.. doopehar ka time tha mager sooraj ki garmi ki cbhubhan nahi thi.. halaat he ko madd-e-nazar rakhte howe mein ne aik halki phulki t-shirt or trousers pehan rakha tha... sath mein underwear bhi... umeed kay ain mutaabik aisay posh area main koi bhee banda parinda nahi tha jo meri naql-o-hamal dekh sakta.. main apnay matlooba ghar kay saamnay aaya. us kay gate kay ooper laga aik bulb chal raha tha.. aam log issay bewakoofi kehtay hain kay din kay time b bulb jala rakha tha ... laiken aqalmand ke liye ishara kafi hota hai.. aur bulb ka jalna mere liye bhee aik ishara he tha kay andar raasta clear hai... main nay agarcha phone ker kay Asma say confirm ker lia tha.. phir bhee risk tau hota he hai aisay kaamon main..
Asma... ab koi 22-23 sal ki he thi.. mager shadi shuda ho ker aik adad bachay ki maan bhi ban chuki thi... uss suhaanay daur ki baat thi jab koi 3-4 saal pehle us kay kanwaar pan ka surkh feeta main ne he kaata tha... tab gori rangat, bohat he munasib qad.. bhara hoa chehra mager jism per gosht ki kisi had tak kami thi.. haan nichlay portion per pichli side per kafi gosht tha.. itna k us ki bajatay howay us kay bums per hath bajanay ka bhi kia maza ata tha... un dinon khud measurment li thi mein ne.. kia figure thi 32-28-34. Us ki shadi tak tu 32 ko 34 mein ne ker he dia tha... shadi k baad aur bache k paida hone per b us per khoob gosht charha. jis ne us ki khoobsoorati mein qaabil-e-tareef had tak izafa ker dia tha... iss liye us ki shadi hone ke bawajood na main usse chorh saka.. na he us ne mujhe chorha...
bus ussi silsilay main aaj main us k.. yani us kay shohar k ghar aya tha.. bulb jalne ka saaf matlab tha k us ne mere aanay ka rasta clear ker dia hai.. ghar main koi b nai hai.. na us ka shohar na he koi nokar. phir b mein nay dabay-paaon gate khola aur ander jhanka... tabhi meri trouser main mobile bajnay laga or mein apne he mobile ki viberation se viberate sa ker gia.. foran fone dekha tu asma ka he tha.. "yes" kia kaan se lagaya sath he us ki awaz ai "stupid insaan chori kerne aa rahe ho jo choron ki tarah aa rahe ho??? bataya tu hai koi nai yahan. jaldi andar aao". mein ne foran ooper dekha.. Asma aik gown main lipti ghusse mein khari fone kaan ko lagaye terrace k qareeb khari thi.. wo mukammal saamne nai thi sirf us ka munh or shoulder ka kuch hisa he nazar a raha tha.. laiken jaisay us kay goray goray kandhay us kay bareek say black gown main se jalwa gar ho rahe thay saaf pata lag raha tha k woh tumaam tar hashar saamanion k saath ander intezaar ker rahi hai.. us ne doobara confirm ke dia tha k ander koi nai tha.. iss liye choron ki tarah janay ka faida?.. mein ne chori thori kerni thi.. mein ne tu DAAKA dalna tha... so mein DAAKO`ON ki tarah dandanata howa ander jaanay laga.. ghar k geography ka pehle he pata tha.. ghar kafi bara tha.. iss liye taqreeban bhaaforan 2nd storey pe us k kamre k bahir pohanch gia.. darwaza kholne se ek second pehle dil thora sa dharka... us k damaktay howe kandhe zehan main aay. or baaki ka jism khud he mehsoos hone laga.. dhak se sara darwaza khol dia.. or saamne ka manzar ghor se dekhnay laga.
saamnay tha he koi nahi... jahaazi size bed khaali parha tha... idhar udhar nazar dorhai.. kuch b nai tha.. kamra kafi barha tha.. pata lagta tha k us k shohar ne khaas mazay lene k liye aik "suit" ya penthouse type ka room banwaya tha apne bed room k liye... phir mein us taraf chal parha jis taraf terrace tha... Asma ussi side per aik resting chair pe is andaaz mein taqreeban laiti thi k us ka aik haath us k sar k neeche tha.. doosara hath azad gira parha tha.. or apni aik taang doosari tang pe chrha k seedhe kiye howe thi... us ko apna aap dikhana khoob ata tha.. adaaon se bhari aik aurat thi wo... jo Gown us ne pehan rakha tha wo khas issi maqsad k liye he bana tha k wo gown kisi b tarah us k jism ki khoobsoorati ko na chupa sakay.. mein ne ghor se us ka jaiza lia... safaid doodhiay rang jesa jism black gown mein kafi clear tha... us ki taangain thighs tak nazar aa rahi theen... mager aagay ek sazish k tehat gown ka kaprha thora mota ho gia tha or us ki choot ki lakeer ko chupaanay mein kamyab tha.. mager us ka pubic area or hips saaf bata rahay thay k choot ko rasta yaheen se jata hai... nazrain or ooper utheen tu us ka gora pait apni naval k sath mojood tha.. us se ooper chala tu gown phir wohi sazish ker raha tha.. laiken yeh chupaanay ka andaaz b aisa tha k paagal ker de... us k tanay howe mammay abi tak us k aik bache ki maaN hone se inkaari thay... us se thora ooper kandhon k halaat tu pehle he paish kiye ja chuke thay.. us se ooper chalain tu intehai juicy kisim k surkh lipstick se sajay hont meri laalach ko mazid barha rahe thay.. wese tu us ka poora munh he choomne k qaabil tha.. mager honton ki banawat aisi thi k us ko choomna kam or choosna ziada acha lagta tha... barhi aankhon mein shararat nazar aa rahi thi.. wo yaqeenan apne jism ka hawas bhara jaizay liyay jaane ko enjoy ker rahi thi.. aankhon se aankhain chaar hoin tu ham dono k chehre per muskurahat a gai.. or mein us ki chair per ja ke us k tangon k paas baith gia. or ahista ahista us ki thighs per apne haath phairnay laga...
"idhar chup k q bethi hoi ho??"
"taa k tum dhoond sako.. dhoond ke mili hoi cheez ki qadar ziada hoti hai na".. wo mere hathon ki garmi ko mehsoos kerte howe boli...
"ab ziada filmy scene na banaain..ye batao tumhara majaazi khuda kab aa raha hai??"
us k chehre pe thori see nagwaari utar aai.. haalaanke pichli kai mulakaaton mein wo kafi kuch bata chuki thi k us ka shohar imran sexually kafi active hai or apni sex life bharpoor andaaz main guzaarta hai.. or in kaamon k liye wo nai nai innovations kerne mein b laga rehta hai... ye dono mian bivi wo bharpoor life guzaar rahe thay jis ki baki couples tasawwar he karte honge.. laiken bewafa hona b asma ki sarisht mein tha... khair mera matlab nikal raha tha meri konsa us se koi jazbati wabastagi thi
"wo out of city hai.. shaam ko he aay ga 4-5 baje.." us ne ab dono haath apne sar k neeche le k mujhe mazeed azaadi de di thi k mein us k jism ko nazron k saath sath hathon se b mehsoos kar sakoon...
"yani mere pas 4 ghnte hein" mein ne ghari pe time dekhte howe kaha.. jahan 1 baj raha tha..
"nai janu... saarhe 3 ghantay.... ab itna tight margine na rakho k wo ay tab he niklo tum"... "wese b saarhe 3 ghante bohat hain ager tum guzaar sako tu..." tanz mein tu wese he wo master thi... or 2-4 jaga ka paani pee ker us ko wese b mardon ki antanomy ka achi tarah andaza tha... ye nai tha k main in cheezon main koi kam tha kisi se.. per tanz maare bagher wo reh nai sakti thi...
mein muskura dia or apne dono hathon se us k gown k ooper se us ki taangon per hath pherne laga... us k jism ki garmi b intehaa ko thi jo cloths se nikal nikal k mere hathon mein jazb ho rahi thi. us ka gown b kafi sexy kisim ka tha per tha kuch ajeeb style ka.. jise biaan kerna shayad mushkil lage.. aise lag raha tha jese her us k gown k saare corners aa jaa k uss k mammon per lage aik button per aa k khatam ho rahe hain. us ka yeh style meri hawas ko barha raha tha.. kion k nangi aurat main utni kashish nahi lagti jitni is tarah adhi khuli aur adhi dhaki mein lag rahi thi.. mere hathon ne us k thighs k garmaahat mehsoos kerne k baad pait ki narmaaish ko feel kerna shuru ker dia... us ne b apna aik hath barha k mere seene per rakh lia or us ko sehlaane lagi.. shirt kasi hoi thi or meri body kafi waazayh thi uss mein.. meri sakht jaan jism ko wo b enjoy ker rahi thi or mein us k naram garam pait ko...
"aa jao na janu.. udhar chalen jahan asal kaa hai.. yahan tu itni jaga he nai". mera ishara bed ki taraf tha.. mein zara khul k us k jism se larna chahta tha..
"in maamlon mein Imran behtar hai tum se huh.. wo her jaga per setting ker leta hai..." us ne itthla k kaha
"misaal k tor per" seedhi se bat hai meri bisti he hoi thi :/
"ab yehi dekh lo k aik baar wo mujhe is kursi k top per tika k meri taangain apne bazoon main bhar ker mujhe fuck ker chuka hai".. chodna gand marna lun wagera us k liye "ganday lafaz" thay... haan fuck kerna, sucking, ass, dick penis ye theek tha... ajeeb standard hai ye b..
"ab tum mere saamne apne miaan ki tareefain band karo.." mein ne us ka hath pakra or bed ki taraf kheenchne laga
"mein samjhi thi k shayad tum ko ghairat aa jaye" wo tanz maarne se baaz nai ai
"mujhe nai aani.. mein ne tumhain bed per he chodna hai :@" mein tehzeeb k dairay main rehna itna b pasand nai karta tha..
"huh... paindu k paindu he raho"
"tu shehri kia chode bagher he kaam kerte hein?????" us k paas is line ka koi jawab nai aya.. jawab ka mujhe intezar b nai tha is liye mein ne us ko apne hathon mein utha lia.. wo bina mazahmat k mere bazon mein simat gai or meri gardan k ird gird apne bazoo lipta k meri taraf dekhne lagi... mera aik hath us k mammon ki backside per tha oor doosara us k ghutnay k paas.. mein ne dono hathon se us k jism ko dabaate howe bed ki taraf le gia.. or wahan us ko ulta phaink dia
wo bed per ulti he parhi rahi.. main us ki tangon k qareeb baith gia or us ki nangi pindlion per apne hont rakh k pherne laga.. us ki kasmasaahat or taangon mein halki halki kapkapaahat mujhe feel ho rahi thi... mein hont pherta hoa ooper ki jaanib barhne laga or sath he sath us ka gown b ooper ko kerne laga.. wo aram se ulti laiti rahi or mein us ki thighs tak aa gia.. laiken is se aage uss ki gand per wo gown kafi tight tha or mazeed ooper nai ja raha tha.. ajeeb he gown tha :/
main thori dair us k hips pe hath rakh k thighs k mazay hont se leta raha.. phir gand k area se dast-bardaar ho ker kamar ki taraf aa gia.. jo wese he cloths k under tha ... wahan se b ooper aa k us ki gardan jahan se kaprha hata sakta tha hata k apne hont pherne shuru ker diye.. us ne apni ankhain band ker k kabi right kabi left ko munh kerne lagi.. mein us k kaanon mein halka halka phoonk b mar deta tha jis se us k jism main kapkapaahat or barh jati thi.. mein ne apna jism us k ooper rakh dia or apne honton se us k naram naram kisi angrez jese white magar "taway" jaisay garam jism k mazay lene laga. sath he sath apne hathon ko bed per dabay us k mammon ki taraf le gia.. us ne mere liye asani farmai or khud ko thora ooper utha lia.. ab us k mammay mere poore qabzay mein thay or mein un ko masal raha tha.. sath he sath us ki gardan ko choom raha tha. mein us k gown k through ander jana chah raha tha laiken us ka gown mammon k area per b bohat sakht tha.. thori he koshish main jhanjhla gia. or bola "kis kutte k bache ne ye gown banaya hai"
wo ankhain band ker k boli "kia howa jaan-e-man"
"jaan-e-man k dast-e-mubarak apni jaan k pistaan shareef tak nai jaa rahay.. kia museebat hai.. kameena ullu ka patha BC MC"...
"aray kion gaalian de rahe ho aise innovator ko...?"
"her IMPORTANT area ko uss ne SAKHTI se cover ker rakha hai gaalian he deni hain"
jawab main woh hans parhi.. "peeche hato..."
mein ghusse mein utar ker side per lait gia.. wo uth baithi.. meri taraf dekha.. hawai chummi chori.. or uth ker apni gand matkate howe thore faasle pe ja k boli.. "yeh Imran ki nai discovery hai..."
"uss ki tu mein........." mujhe ab is k ajeeb o ghareeb zehan walay shohar per b ghusa aanay laga.. mager wo beech mein baat kaat k boli "us ki wife ko tu pakar rakha hai.. ab us ki ass per bhi???".... wo ab b decent rehne ka muzahira kertay howe gand ko ass e bol rahi thi..
"pata nai us ko jang kerte howe chodne mein maza ata ho ga.. mujhe nai ata..." mein ne ghor se gown ko dekha aisay lag raha tha jaisy us mein stiching hoi he nahi.. wese tu wo shoulders se le ker aadhi taangon tk jata tha.. or mammon or choot gand k k thoray se area k elawa baki sab net cloth se he bana tha.. mager mujhe ye samajh nai aa raha tha k us se jaan kese churai ja sakti hai?...
Asma ne phir apni gand barhay circle mein ghumai or meri taraf murh k apni azli hawas ki mari muskurahat naazil ki.. us k dono hath us k mammon k darmian atkay howe thay... "yeh imran ne dhoondi hai kal he.. abhi tak us ne mere ooper is ka practical nai dekha... chalo tum per tajarba kerti hon.. subah se khud her ker k mazay le rahi hon"
mere munh per sawaalia nishaan saaf dekha ja sakta tha... us ne mazeed star plus wala tajassus phelanay ki bajaay apne mammon k ain darmian aik button (jis pe us ne hath rakhe thay) unlock ker dia... dekhte he dekhte saray ka sara gown udharh k reh gia or Asma k jism se kaprha aise girne laga jaisay gown ka apna dil ker raha ho foran he asma se door ho jnay ka.. aik ya maximum 2 second he lagay thay k gown pooray ka poora he us k jism se azaad ho ker zameen bos ho chuka tha... iss dauran mera munh sawaalia nishan say exclamation mark (!) ban gia.. or jab us ka gown zameen boss ho chuka tu us ki nangi jawani dekh ker english letter "o" ki copy kerne laga... mein is saaray mechanism se kafi impress ho gia tha or chup chaap uss k nangay badan ko dekhe ja raha tha... us ka sara jism dhoodh ki rngat se nahaya howa tha.. nipple albatta saibon (apples) k rang se mail kha rahay thay... choot pe us ne kaafi mehnat ki thi... aik b baal nai tha.. cos last time mein ne point uthaya tha ye.. jis se zahir hai us ki "decency" per haraf aata... gown ki sakhti se nikalnay k baad b mammon ki apni sakhti mein koi kami nai aai thi. wo wese he tanay howay thay .. pehle ki nisbat unhon ne ab ziada jaga per qabza ker rakha tha laiken us ki shape or rangat main koi farak nai aya tha... yeh tu jab wo dress mai hoti hai tab dekhne wala paagal ho jata hai.. ab tu yeh nange thay or mere saamne thay.... mein bed per betha aisay ankhain phaarh k dekh raha tha jaisay kisi ullu ko achaanak roshni main la khara kia ho...
"pehli baar dekha hai jaanum...".. wo doobara apni gand matkaati hoi mere qareeb aane lagi
"haan.. her baar he aisa lagta hai jese pehli baar dekha hai..." mein ne apne hawannaq howe chehre per mazeed hawannaqi laate howe kaha.. meri aisi shakal dekhne k liye wo her baar koi na koi naya tareeka istemaal kerti thi (baaki tareeke or stories k liye bacha rakhe hain her cheez isi story mein nai batani)... husn k saath nazaakat ho tu... sonay per wahga.. sohaga.. jo b tha.. per ho jata tha
wo apni gand matkaate mere qareeb pohnchi aur doosari taraf munh ker lia.. jis se us ki naram naram roi (cotton) jesi gand jo kai baar bajne k bawajood abhi tak tight thi.. yaani dono bums sakhti se jurhe howe thay jese kisi ne us ki skin pe gehri lakeer khench di ho... la-shaoori tor per he mere haath us ki gand k chootron per aa gaye or mein us ko dabaane laga...
mere zor se dabaane per us ki siskaari nikli.. or wo meri gaud main beth gai.. mein ne foran he us k bal aik side per kiye or us ki gardan ko ek taraf dhalka k waha chummian leni shuru ker deen.. sath he apna ek hath us k aik mammay per rakh dia.. or doosari haath se us ki choot ki narmi check kerne lag gia... wo halke halke jhatkon k sath awazain nikaal rahi thi.. sath he saath apni gand ko meri gaud se ragar rahi thi.. mere paas apne kaprhe utaarne ka time nai tha.. mein ne us k ek nipple apne angoothe aur shahadat ki ungli k darmian pakar rakhi thi or us nipple ko shaheed kerne ki koshishon mein tha.. jab k mere doosare haath ki unglian asma ki choot se nikalte howe paani k qatron se nam ho rai theen... mein ne kuch dair us k neck pe hont phairay or us k mammon or choot ka maza leta raha.. wo apne hathon ko bed pe tikaay mere ooper bethi apna sar mere kandhe pe rakh k aankhain band kiye apne aap ko mere hawalay kiye bethi thi.
kuch dair aisa kerne k baad us ne khud ko churwaya or khari ho gai or boli "tumhara open button kidhar hai??"
mein samajh gia wo b mujhe kaprhon se azaad kerna chahti hai.. foran se pehle khud ko shirt or trousers se azaad ker lia.. us ne ek nazar ji bhar ker mere paaon se lun tak dekha.. or phir us se ooper aai he nai... abhi wo apni keena torh nazron se mujhe dekh he rahi thi k mera side table per rakha mobile bajne laga.. caller tone se he mujhe pata lag gia k ye mere jigari dost murad ka phone hai... Murad mera langotia yaar tha.. na sirf langotia bulke langot k baghair b... ham her kaam main aaj tak sath he rahe hain school se bhaagne se le k bachian phansa k aapas main taqseem kerne tak.. aik number ka kamina insaan tha or kurion ka diwana.. isi liye he tu mera dost tha.. mein phone uthane laga tu asma ki taraf se aik bezar se khankaar ki awaz ai.. mein ne kaha "aik minute plzzz shayad koi kaam na ho urgent.." ham ek doosare ka fone laazmi sun lia karte tahy chahe washroom mein he q na hon. cos jesi hamari harkatain theen her wakt kisi na kisi museebat mein parh jaane ka risk rehta he hai.. issi liye mein ne mazeed elaborate kerne ki bajaye fone utha lia..
"hello.."
"hello.. Sallu miaan bol phir?" us ne mere naam saleem ko bigaarh k sallu ker dala tha
"mein kia bolon phone tu ne kia hai bata q kia?? mein busy hon." mein ne uktaahat se kaha
"pata hai jo tu busy hai.. mansoobay bana k he nikle thay".. jesa k mein ne bataya hai k hamara koi b kaam aik doosare se chupa hoa nai tha.. is liye us ko pata tha k mein Asma ki taraf aya hoa hon.. or mujhe b pata hai k wo shazia k ghar ghusa hoa hai....
"bata na kia baat hai?" mujhe tap charh rahi thi
"main ne daal dia hai andar..." uss ne mujhe ittelaa di
"ye batane k liye phone kia tha??" mujhe or tap charhi..
"haan ye batane k liye k mein ne ANDAR DAAL BHEEEE DIA HAI" uss ne BHEE per kafi zor daal k kaha
"tu.. iss ka mein kia karoon.."
"haha haha" wo fone k doosari taraf b apne peele daant dikhane se baaz nai aya "mein ne yehi batana tha k main ne ander DAAL BHEE DIA HAI... or mujhe pakka confirm yaqeen hai k tu ne abhi kaprhe he utaare honge..... hahahahaha"
ab itni bisti k baad mera mazeed phone sunna mere liye mumkin nai tha udhar us k fone se b shazia ki awaz aa rahi thi "janu aise nai kerte... plz sahi se karo mujhe maza b tu aay".. mein ne b foran ghusse mein bina jawab diye he fone band ker dia..
"ussi murad ka ho ga?" wo aik taang pe wazan daal k apne bazoon ko pait pe aisay baandh k khari thi jaisay apne mammon ko bazoon k ooper rakh chora ho...
"waaaah.. tum tu ghuse mein or b sexy lagti ho..." mein ne mozoo badalna chaha..
"tum paindu ho tu wo JAAHIL hai".. mein mozo badalne mein nakaam raha tha
"issi liye tu mera dost hai.. :$"
"kia keh raha tha wo jahil insaan?"
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #2 on: September 10, 2012, 01:40:09 AM »
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Rangay Hathon Bach Gia!!!!! [Part 2/4]
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Saath he mujhe apne ooper hoi classical bisti yad aa gai or mein ne sara ghusa us k naram bazoo pe utaar dia.. yaani us ko sakhti se pakra or naram bed pe khench k gira dia... ulti giri thi mein ne seedha kia or us k ooper charh sakhti se dono mammay dabanay shuru ker diyay.. apna aik ghutna (knee) us k choot k ooper rakha or taizi se masalna shuru ker dia.. sath he sath apne hont us k honton pe rakhe or aik zor daar kisim ki french kiss ker daali.. hamla itna achaanak tha k woh resist b na kar saki aur "aahh ouch.. ufff ahahhhhhhh ahhhh" wali duty per lag gai... mein ne us ka nichla hont choosna shuru ker dia aur sath he sath us k mammay b ukhaarne shuru ker diye... mera ghutna tu mere lun ka kirdaar adaa kerne per tula hoa tha or us ki choot mein ghusne ki poori koshish ker raha tha. itne zor daar maza us se bardasht nai ho pa raha tha or wo oonchi awaz main karaahnay k sath sath apni tangain maarni shuru ker deen. wo mujhe peeche dhakail rahi thi jab k mein us ka nichla hont chorne k liye tyyar he nai tha... phir ek mammay ko mein ne bakhsha or uss haath se mein ne Asma k chehre ko taqreeban ragarna he shuru ker dia... mein ziada he sakhti dikha raha tha jo Asma k liye b thori se surprising thi... wo mere neeche kasmasa rahi thi.. mager mein ne apne jism k wazan se he aadha us ko control ker rakha tha.. baaki meri kamar per lagne walay us k naakhun filhaal mujhe mehsoos nai ho rahay thay.. us k honton ka ras choosne k baad main ne apni zabaan us k chehre pe pherni shuru ker di.. is doraan mein asma ki gardan ko b kaat ker vampira ban chuka tha... wo moan kerti hoi apna chahra kabi idhar kabi udhar ker rahi thi... ghutna taizi se apna kaam ker raha tha.. jab ke aik mamma apna rang he tabdeel ker chuka tha yaani "laal suwa" ho gia tha. ab wo b passion mein aa gai thi or mera saath de rahi thi.. us ne b mera chehra pakar k mujhe kiss kerna shuru ker di or apni taangain mazeed khol k mere ghutne ko or ziada jaga tak sair kerne ki ijaazat de di.. jisam b dheela chor dia. ab mujhe us k jism per paseena wazeh mahsoos ho raha tha.. wo full garam ho chuki thi.. or mera mardana nishani b aab o taab se khari ho chuki thi.. mein enjoyment ki shiddat ki inteha ko pohanch gia tha.. is liye mein us se uth k us ki side per gir gia.. laiken wo b aag ki bhatti bani hoi thi.. foran utthi or mere ooper aa gai.. pehle tu uss ne apne pait (tummy) or pubic area ko mere topay k sath ragrr ragar k mera acha khasa damagh kharab kia.. phir mere naam nihaad nipple ko choosne lagi.. apna ek haath mere lun pe le gai or us ka muth maarna shuru ker dia jab apne honton se mere seene ko geeli or garam kerne lagi... wo mere lun ko aise muth maar rahi thi jaisay uss jarh se he ukhaarhna chahti hai..
"ahista... aagay b iss se kaam lena hai"
"tu mere breasts ki expiry date aa gai thi???" us ne sar utha k dheet faisalabadi lehjay mein jawab dia or doobar mere seene pe masroof ho gai... ab us ne lun ki bajaye us hissay se khelne lag gai jo sakht tareen insaan ka b kamzor tareen hissa hota hai.. yaani tattay...
"oyeeeeeeeeee is se mazaak na karna..."
"mard banay phirtay hain ye hath main le lo tu sari mardangi jooton meni aa jati hai"
sath he mujhe ek jhatka laga cos us ne mere ball (english wala ball) ko thora sa dabaya tha..
"please ..." jootay tu kaafi oonchi cheez lag rahay thay iss wkat..
wo muskurai or us ne tatton per grift chorh ker us ko halka halka uchhaalne lagi.. jo kisi had tak qaabil-e-qabool amal tha..
phir wo mere seene se hati or apni saari tawajja mere central point per markooz ker di.. hath uss k mere tatton per thay.. nazrain lun per.. or mein khud us k rehm o karam per... phir uss ne tatton per haath pherne shuru ker diye or mera lun aik he jhatke mein munh mein le lia... ye na samjhain k mera lun koi chota hai.. per us ka gala shayad barha tha.. jo ander tak he chala gia :| . us ne mere lun ko kisi bottle ka straw samajh k choosna shuru ker dia.. us k her choosne k amal se mujhe ek jhatka sa lagta. or iss mazay se bharpoor jhatke ko bardasht kerne k liye mein ne apne dono haathon se us k baalon ko qaaboo ker lia... ab wo lun k ooper walay hissay ko choos rahi thi or nichle hissay ko hathon se mutth mar rai thi... ab time ka koi pata nai kitni dair se silsila chala.. laiken mere lun se wo nakaam he utthi.. (aakhir dawai KHA ker he gia tha)...
"ajeeb dick hai tumhara...piyaas bhujaane ki bajaay laga deta hai..." us ka shikwa bajaa tha..
thori dair aur iss kaam mein shughal mughal kerne k baad ab main asli kaam ki taraf aana chah raha tha.. iss liye mein ne khud he us ki gand ko pakar k us ki position banani shuru ker di.. wo kisi kaneez ki tarah mere haathon k mutabik set ho rahi thi.. thori baad us ka munh bed k sath laga howa tha.. mammay neeche ko latk rahe thay.. us ki gand or choot ka sorakh aik saath ho gaye thay.. in other words wo Ghorhi style.. jisse Asma jese decent log "Doggy Style" or Murad jese "jahil" log "Kuttia style" kehte hein, main aa gai thi.. mein us k peeche ja k knees k saharay khud ko us k aglay sorakh k barabar kia.. us k dono bums pe apne haath tikaay.. or lun jo 2 baar Asma k munh mein naha chuka tha ko choot k ooper rakh dia.. ab main stand per lag chuka tha.. sirf loock kerna baki tha... Asma apni gand per full zor daal ker us ko open ker k mere agli chaal chalne ka wait ker rahi thi.. mein ne ek he jhatke mein lun us k ander daal dia.. sookha tu tha nai ooper se Asma ki choot b aabshaar he bani hoi thi... aisay phisalta hoa gia jaisay pool ki sliding se mein khud hisalta hoa pool mein girta hon... Asma thori se utthi.. ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm kia.. apni choot ko mere lun k mutabik adjust kia or doobara ussi position per aa k sari zimma dari mere per daal di.. jhatke ahista ahista laganay shuru ker diye... or ahisa ahist apni raftaar pe aa gia.. mera abhi chootne ka program nai tha. abi tu just ibtidaa thi.. wo apne munh se sexy awazain nikal k meri raftar ko challenge ker rahi thi.. mein kabi us ki gand pe hath rakhta.. kabi jhuk ker us k latakte mammon ko pakar leta... yeh practice chal rahi thi k phone per doobara wohi makhsoos ring tone bajne lagi
"ussi manhoos ka ho ga??? khabardaar jo ABB baat ki tu"...
mein ne saadat mandi se bed pe parha fone dhoonda uthaya.. Murad hi tha.. sath he classical bisti yaad aai.. foran he reject ker k apni duty per aa gia.. us ka phir fone aya mein ne cut he na kia.. bulke laga raha.. laiken kofat see hone lag gai.. us ka fone band ho gia.. or mein doobara uss k mammon per haath pherte howe usse chodna.. sorry FUCK kerna shuru ker dia...
ab ki bar mobile per message tone aai.. mein ne Asma se chori mobile per nazar daali tu Murad ka naam he jagmaga rha tha.. phir 2nd message tone phir 3rd... phir tu silsila he shuru ho gia...
"apne iss maa chod mobile ko utha k phainko manhoos aadmi" wo ghusse se phankaari....
heraani ki intehaa se mein uss "the decent Asma" ki bat sun raha tha... or issi heraani mein apna lun b aage peeche kerna bhool gia.. uss ne apni gand zor zor se matka k mujhe meri position yad dilai.. iss doran 15 bar message tones aa chuki theen..
"yaar wo aise tang nai karta tum janti ho us ko... pata nai koi masla na ho gia ho"
us ka ghussa intehaa ka tha... "dafa ho .. uss ki jaa k choot le lo.. meri jaan choro" dhamki tu thi. laiken is dhamki mein b us ne apni position nai chori thi kion k mera lun abhi b us k ander tha.. mein ne moile utha k parha tu her message mein yehi likha tha "yaar khoon kharaba ho gia hai jaldi pick ker fone.. tujhe teri asma ka wasta"
mein ne preshani mein foran fone milaya.. pehli he bell pe utha lia
"Salman khan ki 3rd form.. uss phudi k peeche apna jigar bhool gia harami insaan" uss ne saleem yani mere naam ka link "sallu" se or sallu ka link actor salman khan se jorh dia...
"tu bara waheed muraad k nutfay ki maar hai na?"
"laakhon k sach mein tujhe le ja k teri marwaon ga saalay".. waheed muraad kay betay k chalne walay program ka hawala foran yaad aa gia us ko..
"bat bata.. khoon kharaba kia ho gia??" mein apna QEEMATI waqt barbaad nai karna chaht tha..
"haan wo.. yar museebat parh gai.. shazia ka khoon nai ruk raha.."
"Kia matlab???"
"abay us ko chod raha tha.. awain lun nikal aya tu khoon laga hoa tha.. phir mein ne us ki phuddi dekhi tu wahan se khoon tapak raha tha..."
"mein kia karoon?" mein ne bezaari se kaha
"karoon kia.. rukwa us ka khoon kisi tarah se.. mujhe tension ho rahi hai"
"mein kia aa k uss ki choot pe haath rkh doon" mein ne ghusse se kaha
choot ka naam sun ker asma k kaan khare ho gaye.. "kia keh rahay ho?? kahin or ka program bana rahya ho?? batao mujhe?" wo biwion ki tarah shak kerne beth gai thi..
"jo b hai.. bus rok ussay...."
"main kia karoon.. khud koi intezaam ker .. beech main tu ne mera sara motion tor dia hai..."
"abay us asma ka pipe leak hota na tu tera b motion he nikal ana tha"
"bak bak band ker..." jaan churhanay ka yehi tareeka tha k us ko koi tareeka bata dia jaye.. Asma apni gand ko halka halka hila k khud he mere lun k mazay le rahi thi... or sath he sath dono hath apne munh ke neeche tika k intezaar ker rahi thi. aisi situation i think shayad he kisi k sath ho.. or ho tu wo mere jaisa bewakoof nai ho ga jo phone uthaye ga...
"ya to tu bara khushkismat hai.. ya bad kismat"
"wo kese???" us ne wazaahat talab ki
"shazia seal pack ho gi??"
"choot tu tight thi kafi.. mager seal pack nai thi.. or is mein b khushkismati se ziada tu badkismati he ho gai hai..."
"may be yaar virgin he ho or us ki virginity k lose hone per khoon nikla ho.. or zaroorat se ziada nikal aya ho"
"abay 4-5 baar tu mein us ka IFTETAAH ker chuka hon ab konsa kanwarpan reh jata hai us mein..."
"ya phir us k periods na aa gay hon?" mein ne foran doosara nukta uthaya.
"umm poochta hon thehar.." phir darwaza khulne ki awaz ai.. yani wo kamre se nikal k mujh se mashwara ker raha tha.. "baby tumhara koi period wagera ka time tu nai tha abhi???".. agay shazia ne kuch kaha wo tu samajh nai aya.. mger Murad ne khud he bata dia "nai yaar... wo kehti hai periods tu 16 ko aaty hain.. aur aaj tujhe pata hai 15 hai"
dono taraf thori dair khamoshi rahi
"oo teri pain nu... ullu di patthi.. pain chod... aidi main maan nu........" gadhay ko her baat aakhir mein he samajh aati hai...
mujhe hansi aa gai.. "yar larki tere saamne hai or tu us ki maan behno ka soch raha hai.."
"ab dekhta ja mein kerta kia hon us ka..."
"jo b karo.. baad main batana ab mujhe disturb na karna".. dono taraf se disconnect hoa.. or mein ne barhi masoomiat se Asma se poochne ki ghalti ker li "soooooooo where were we??"
Asma intehai adab se boli "aap ka lun shareef meri gunahgaar choot kumari ko saza de raha tha k beech main mohtaram Murad ne qata-chudai ker di"
mein sharamsaar sa ho gia.. mera lun khud per tawajja na pa ker mayoosi ka izhaar ker raha tha or apna sar jhukaanay per masroof tha... mein ne foran usse jaganay ki koshish ki or usse adh-mara he asma ki chooot mein daal dia... or jhatke maarne shuru ker diye... kuch seconds main he lun main jaan aa gai or Asma b mujhe maaf ker k ab apni choot khol khol k mzay lene lag gai..
ab position badalne ki baari thi.. wo uthi foran seedhi leti or mujhe khud pe khench ker apni taangain meri kandhon se b ooper le gai... mein ne doobara apna danda us k main hole pe fix kia aur andar daal k shuru ho gia... mere her jhatke pe us k mammay ooper neeche ko ho rahay thay.. aik mamma kaafi laal tha.. mujhe feel sa ho raha tha k kuch ziada he rape ker dia iss mammay ka.. mammon k jhatke dekhne ka maza a rha tha.. or is mazay ko baar baar lene k liye mein poori taaqat se jhatka lagata tha.. uss k mammay oper neeche hote thay saath he asma k munh se aik taiz aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah nikalti thi.. achanak bahir darwaza k apas min bajnay ki awaz ai.. Asma ko jhatka laga or us ka chehra sard parh gia.. mujhe kuch andaza nai tha or mein mammon k ooper neeche hone ki scientific reasoning ker raha tha... wo khud se mujhe churhaane lagi.
"hato.. hato foran... saleem hato mein kehti hon.. toba hai.. " chaar o nachaar uthna parha. wo bhaag k terrace ki taraf gai... wow.. bhagte howe us ki gand uss k mammon ki tarah he chhalak rahe thay... mein apni masti bulke kharmasti mein tha.. or aane walay khatray se beniaaz sa ho gia tha... Asma ne apne nangay jism ko blinds k peeche rakhte howe bahir dekha or foran he paaglon ki tarah wapis bhagti ai.. wooww uss k mammay b....................................... kuch mazeed sochta.. aik zehreela fiqra jo Asma k munh se nikla tha mere kaanon main parha "gate k bahir imran ki car khari hai"
next parts will be uploaded soon...
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #3 on: September 10, 2012, 11:08:56 AM »
bohat umda.
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #4 on: September 10, 2012, 12:28:19 PM »
bohata kamal ki story hai dear
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #5 on: September 10, 2012, 04:12:56 PM »
Sharabi ankhein jo teri daikhi gulabi ye dil ho gaya...
Wineyes tme likhta daikh kar mera dil garden garden ho gaya..
Mujhe pahle hi se shak tha tm pa k tm ma koi chupa baitha ha jo bahir jaldi ayega or daikh lo wo writer bahr a he gaya..
story abi nai padhi.
Irfan k cment daikhy han to pta chal gaya k boht mazy ki hogi.
Sham ko padh k tafseeli coment karunga k mujhe kaisi lagi ye story.
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Re: Rangay hathon bach gia!!!
« Reply #6 on: September 10, 2012, 06:55:30 PM »
Wine eyes ohhh itni fit story likhi hy yar.. kamaaaaal kr deya hy ap ne ek dum...Chaaaa gaye ho tusssi aur apka his e mizahhh ka tou jawabbb nhe jawab.. Jis trha story ko ly kr barhy ho.. hr sentence kamaal hy aur insan esi story parh k sarey gham bhool jaye... Wahhhhh jo ap ke story mein tasulsul aur halka phulka mazah aur khubsurti hy. Aj tk itni mazaeedar story nhe parhi... Keep writing ksi aala writer ke trha girift hy tmhari hr scene pr aur story outclass hy.. mazah se aur b khubsurati barh gai hy.. Kamal likha hy aur besakhtgi ne chaar chand lga diye story ko
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« Reply #7 on: September 10, 2012, 07:47:57 PM »
Wineeyes apki story ka pehla part read kia aur main buhat kush hoi hn apka writing style dekh kar. Buhat hi acha likhte ho. Aur khushi hai keh yum ko aik aur acha writer mil gya...
Apki story main in lines main buhat maza hai
''"aa jao na janu.. udhar chalen jahan asal kaa hai.. yahan tu itni jaga he nai". mera ishara bed ki taraf tha.. mein zara khul k us k jism se larna chahta tha..
"in maamlon mein Imran behtar hai tum se huh.. wo her jaga per setting ker leta hai..." us ne itthla k kaha
"misaal k tor per" seedhi se bat hai meri bisti he hoi thi :/
"ab yehi dekh lo k aik baar wo mujhe is kursi k top per tika k meri taangain apne bazoon main bhar ker mujhe fuck ker chuka hai".. chodna gand marna lun wagera us k liye "ganday lafaz" thay... haan fuckkerna, sucking, ass, dick penis ye theek tha... ajeeb standard hai ye b..
"ab tum mere saamne apne miaan ki tareefain band karo.." mein ne us ka hath pakra or bed ki taraf kheenchne laga
"mein samjhi thi k shayad tum ko ghairat aa jaye" wo tanz maarne se baaz nai ai
"mujhe nai aani.. mein ne tumhain bed per he chodna hai :@" mein tehzeeb k dairay main rehna itna b pasand nai karta tha..
"huh... paindu k paindu he raho"
"tu shehri kia chode bagher he kaam kerte hein?????" us k paas is line ka koi jawab nai aya.. jawab ka mujhe intezar b nai tha is liye mein ne us ko apne hathon mein utha lia.. wo bina mazahmat k mere bazon mein simat gai
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