Yaadein – Bangalore mein pehli asli chudai ke maze-7

Pichla bhaag padhe:-Yaadein – Bangalore mein pehli asli chudai ke maze-6

Hello doston, main Surbhi lekar aayi hui apni story ka next part. Is part mein apne ek past experience ke baare mein share karungi, jisne pehle hi meri jism mein panap rahi sex ki bhookh ko aur badha diya tha.

Shazid ke sath guzare pehle weekend mein meri jis tarah ki chudai hui, usne mentally mere andar bahut saare changes laa diye the.

Main regular basis par Shazid se chudwane lagi. Ye jaante hue bhi ki Shazid bahut wild tarike se mujhe chodta hai, aur chudai ke dauran mera badan dard se fatne lagta tha. Kayi baar to jab wo gehre dhakke maarta, to dard ki wajah se mera mann karta ki bas abhi yahan se bhaag jau, ye sab ruk jaye. Par jaise hi wo nikaalta, aur sukoon ki lehar daudti, mera jism dobara usi dard ki demand karne lagta. Ye bilkul kisi nashe jaisa tha. Ye jaante hue bhi ki iska anjaam dard hai, main usi ki taraf khichi chali jati thi.

Mujhe aaj bhi samajh nahi aati ki ye nasha Shazid ne mujh par chadhaya tha, ya mere andar wo bhookh pehle se hi dabi hui thi. Aaj Shazid ki baahon mein nangi leti hui mujhe wo shaam yaad aati hai. Jab main pehli baar is nashe se takrayi thi aur darr kar bhaag aayi thi.

Ye tab ki baat hai jab main Graduation ke 2nd year mein thi. Main hostel mein rehti thi aur mera BF se wahi ‘long distance relationship’ kaafi acha chal raha tha. Hum dono ke beech emotional bond to bahut mazboot tha, par tab tak hamara koi physical relationship nahi bana tha. Shayad tab tak mujhe khud nahi pata tha ki mere jism ki zarooratein kya hai.

Hamare hostel ke bilkul paas ek cafe tha. Main aur meri friends aksar apna free time wahin bitati thi. Us cafe ko chalane waale do ladke hamare bahut ache dost ban gaye the. Unme se ek ko meri ek friend date bhi kar rahi thi. Wo cafe hamare liye sirf chai/coffee peene ki jagah nahi, balki hamari masti aur time-pass ka sabse bada adda ban chuka tha.

Dosti itni gehri thi ki hum aksar sath mein ghoomne jaate, der raat tak parties karte aur un ladkon ke flat par hamara aana-jana ek aam baat thi. Jab kabhi Sunday ki raat hostel mess mein khaana nahi banta tha, to hum unke flat par hi ikatthe hote. Wahan mil-kar khaana banate, music sunte aur khoob chill karte. Hum sab ke beech ek bahut hi ‘clean’ aur achi bonding thi. Ya kam se kam tab tak mujhe yahi lagta tha.

Fir ek bar jab main, meri friend, Rahul jisko friend date kar rahi thi, aur Ansh hum logon ne ek house party ka plan banaya.

Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the, jab hum chaaron unke flat par ikatthe hue. Sab kuch bahut normal aur khushnuma lag raha tha.

Hamne mil kar khaana banaya, yahan-wahan ki baatein aur hansi-mazak chalta raha. Fir drinks ka daur shuru hua. Sach kahun to us waqt tak main sirf peer-pressure mein thoda-bahut drink kar leti thi. Par us raat maine apni limit se thodi zyada pee li thi.

Raat ke 9 bajte-bajte nasha mere sar chadh kar bolne laga tha. Duniya thodi dhundhli aur jism thoda halka mehsoos ho raha tha. Is beech meri saheli aur Rahul ki nazrein mili aur unhe kisi bahaane ki zaroorat nahi padi. Wo dono dabe paon bedroom ki taraf nikal gaye. Darwaza andar se band hone ki halki si awaaz aayi.

Ab hall mein sirf main thi, aur mere saamne baitha Ansh. Ansh mujhse thoda bada tha aur hamesha mujhe ek achi dost ki tarah treat karta tha.

Hum log sirf ache dost the. Halanki hamara mazak chalta rehta tha. Par kabhi koi awkward karne wali baatein nahi hui. Main us raat apni ek favourite dark green silk top aur black tight skinny jeans mein thi. Green color meri gori rangat par ek-dum khil raha tha. Mere baal mere kandhon par khule hue bikhre the, aur nashe ki wajah se meri aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa nasha chhaaya tha.

Rahul aur meri friend ke jaane ke baad hall mein ek ajeeb si bhari khamoshi chhaa gayi thi. Hall mein sirf halki si light jal rahi thi aur background mein bahut hi slow music baj raha tha. Main aur Ansh sofa par ek-doosre ke kaafi karib baithe the. Hum dono ke haath mein drinks thi, aur hum wahi purani baatein kar rahe the.

Par hum dono ko pata tha ki hamara dhyan baaton se zyada ek-doosre ki ‘presence’ par tha.Baat karte-karte achanak Ansh chup ho gaya. Maine gardan ghumayi to dekha ki wo bade dhyan se, bina palak jhapkaye sirf mujhe dekh raha hai. Nashe mein dhut uski aankhon mein ek aisi ‘bhookh’ thi jo maine pehle kabhi nahi dekhi. Wo mujhe kisi dost ki tarah nahi, balki ek mard ki nazar se dekh raha tha.

Jab kaafi der tak wo meri aankhon mein dekhta raha aur nazrein nahi hatayi, to mujhe thoda ajeeb aur thoda ‘thrilling’ mehsoos hone laga. Maine thoda muskura kar, nasheeli awaaz mein mazak mein poocha-

‘Ansh… kya dekh rahe ho?’

Ansh ne glass side table par rakha aur thoda aur mere karib khisak aaya. Usne meri thoddi (chin) ko apni ungliyon se halka sa uthaya aur bahut hi dheere se, lagbhag phusphusate hue bola—

‘Surbhi, maine tumhe roz dekha hai, par aaj tumhe ‘mehsoos’ kar raha hu. Tumhe pata hai tum is waqt kitni khoobsurat lag rahi ho?’

Itna keh kar usne apna hath dheere se mere kandhe par rakha aur mere baalon ki ek latt ko mere kaan ke peeche kiya. Uska touch bahut hi garam tha, aur mere jism mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Mera dil itni zor se dhadak raha tha ki mujhe laga shayad Ansh ko bhi sunayi de raha hoga…”

Maine koshish ki mahaul ko thoda halka karun, isliye ek halki si muskurahat ke saath apna chehra thoda side kar liya, jaise main uski nazron se bachna chaahti hu. Lekin Ansh par us raat nasha dosti se kahin zyada gehra chadh chuka tha. Wo mere aur karib khisak aaya, itna karib ki mujhe uski garam saansein apni gardan par mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Isse pehle ki main sambhalti ya koi reaction deti, usne apna bhaari hath meri jeans ke upar meri tight thighs par rakh diya. Uske hath ki garmahat meri jeans se skin tak pahunch rahi thi. Main hairan ho kar jaise hi uski taraf mudi, usne bina ek pal ganwaye mere hontho par apne honth rakh diye.

Wo kiss… doston, wo mere liye bilkul unexpected aur sudden thi. Uske hontho mein sharab ka kadwa swaad tha aur ek aisi bhookh thi jo mere dimaag ko sunn kar rahi thi. Pehle to maine darr ke maare uske kandhon ko dhakka dene ki koshish ki, par nashe ne mere haatho ki taaqat cheen li thi.

Dheere-dheere mera jism pighalne laga. Ansh ka ek hath meri peeth par tha aur doosra meri thighs ko zor se masal raha tha. Wo kiss itni gehri hoti gayi ki mujhe apne dimaag mein ghantiyan bajti mehsoos hone lagi. Mere andar ki ‘good girl’ cheekh rahi thi ki ye galat hai, par mere jism ka nasha keh raha tha ki isme maza aa raha hai.

Ansh ne achanak mere hontho ko chhodh kar mujhe apni taraf kheencha aur ek hi jhatke mein mujhe utha kar apni janghon par bitha liya. Main ab uske upar thi, mere pair uske dono taraf fail gaye the. Is position mein mera badan poori tarah uske jism se chipak gaya tha. Mujhe saaf mehsoos ho raha tha ki Ansh kitna betab ho chuka hai, kyunki uski pant ke neeche uska tanaav meri skin ko mehsoos ho raha tha.

Wo ab meri gardan par kiss karne laga tha, aur mere kaan ke paas uski bhari saansein mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Pata nahi kyun, par main use resist (rok) nahi kar paa rahi thi,

Mere andar har ek second ek jung chal rhi thi. Ek taraf mera dimag mujhe keh raha tha ki ye galt hai isko yahin rok do aur wahin meri body chaah rahi thi main flow mein behti jau.

Ansh ki bahon mein baithi main poori tarah pighal chuki thi. Par mera dimaag abhi bhi bagawat kar raha tha. Kiss karte-karte usne apne dono hatho se mere top ke upar se hi mere boobs ko zor se bheencha. Us dabaav se mere muh se ek dabi hui siskari nikli. Theek usi waqt, uska ek hath meri tight jeans ke peeche slip hua aur meri panty ke andar dakhil ho gaya.

Jab uski garam hatheli ne meri ass (hips) ko pehli baar touch kiya aur unhe sehlane laga, to mere jism mein ek thartharahat daud gayi. Maine apni aankhen band kar li aur Ansh ke kandhe ko kass ke pakad liya. Wo ehsaas itna naya aur nashila tha ki mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main kya karu.

Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko next part mein pata chalega.

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