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**Update 18**
Monday subah se hi Nisha ka mood alag tha. Sunday raat ko Ramesh ke saath jo hua tha, uske baad se uski chut mein ek ajeeb si khali-pan thi. Usne raat bhar socha tha Bilal ke bare mein — uska mota kala lund, uske zor ke dhakke, uski gaand pe thappad… sab kuch.
Subah uthte hi usne dusre number se Bilal ko message kiya:
Nisha:
“Aaj school ke baad milna hai. Wahi bypass road. 5:30 sharp. Aur aaj condom mat le aana.”
Bilal ne turant reply diya:
“Ji ma’am… aaj main aapko raw chodunga. Ready rehna.”
Nisha ne phone side rakh diya. Uski chut turant geeli ho gayi thi.
School mein aaj Nisha ne dark maroon saree pehni thi, deep neck blouse, aur pallu itna loose ki har kadam pe navel flash ho raha tha. Bilal last bench se usko dekh-dekh kar pant adjust kar raha tha. Sameer sab notice kar raha tha. Uska chehra pehle se hi peela pad chuka tha.
Extra class aaj cancel thi. School khatam hote hi Nisha ne Sameer se kaha,
“Beta, aaj tu ghar ja. Mujhe thoda kaam hai… late aaungi.”
Sameer ne sirf haan kaha. Woh cycle leke seedha bypass road ki taraf nikal pada. Is baar woh pehle se hi ped ke peeche chhup gaya.
5:25 pe Nisha ki car aayi. Bilal pehle se wait kar raha tha. Nisha ne car roki. Bilal seedha back seat mein baith gaya. Nisha ne bhi peeche aa kar darwaza band kiya.
Bilal ne turant usko khinch liya.
Bilal:
“Ma’am… Sunday aapke pati ne aapko kitna choda? Uska lund chhota hi hoga na?”
Nisha sharma gayi lekin bol padi,
“Bilkul nahi feel hua… tera lund yaad aata raha pure time.”
Bilal hasa aur uski saree upar karke blouse ke hooks khol diye. Dono boobs bahar nikaal kar zor se dabane laga. Nisha ki saans tez ho gayi.
Nisha:
“Jaldi kar Bilal… aaj raw chahiye…”
Bilal ne apni pant utaari. 9 inch ka mota kala lund seedha khada tha. Usne Nisha ko peeche se ghodi bana diya. Saree kamar tak upar, panty side, aur ek hi dhakke mein pura lund andar dhakel diya — bina condom ke.
Nisha:
“Aaaahhhhh… Bilal… itna gehra… ahhhh… raw… haan… bhar de mujhe…”
Bilal ne kamar pakad kar tezi se dhakke maarne shuru kiye. Car zor-zor se hil rahi thi.
Bilal:
“Bol… kiski randi hai tu?”
Nisha:
“Teri… sirf teri… teri teacher randi… ahhhh… aur zor se… meri chut phaad de…”
Sameer ped ke peeche se sab dekh raha tha. Uske aansu ruk nahi rahe the. Mummy ki cheekhein, Bilal ke thappad, car ki hilti hui body… sab kuch uske dil mein choob raha tha. Phir bhi uska lund khada ho gaya tha. Woh khud ko rok nahi paaya aur pant ke upar se hi haath ferne laga.
Andar Bilal ne speed badha di.
Bilal:
“Aaj main tujhe pregnant kar dunga ma’am… bol… chahiye mera baccha?”
Nisha paagal ho chuki thi.
“Haan… de de… andar jhad… meri chut bhar de apne virye se… ahhhhh…”
20 minute ki tabadtod chudai ke baad Bilal zor se dhakka maara aur Nisha ke andar hi jhad gaya. Garam virya uski chut mein bhar gaya. Nisha bhi uske saath hi jhad gayi. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye.
Nisha (saans phoolte hue):
“Bilal… aaj bahut alag feel ho raha hai… andar tera maal… ajeeb sa…”
Bilal:
“Ab se aise hi hoga ma’am. Condom nahi. Main tujhe apna bana raha hoon.”
Sameer ne yeh baat sun li. Uska dil bilkul toot gaya. Woh cycle leke rote hue ghar nikal pada.
Ghar pahunch kar Nisha 40 minute baad aayi. Uske baal bikhre hue the, chehra laal, aur chalne ka andaaz bilkul alag tha. Jaise abhi bhi kuch andar chal raha ho.
Sameer ne sirf ek baar uski taraf dekha aur apne room mein chala gaya. Darwaza band karke usne apna muh takiye mein chhupa liya aur ro pada.
Raat ko Nisha ne Bilal ko message kiya:
“Aaj ka virya abhi bhi andar hai… kal phir milna hai.”
Bilal:
“Haan ma’am… kal school ke baad main tujhe kisi hotel le jaunga. Poori raat.”
Nisha ne sirf ek heart emoji bheja.
Sameer clone se yeh sab padh raha tha. Uska dimag ab bilkul kharab ho chuka tha.
To be continued…
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Monday subah se hi Nisha ka mood alag tha. Sunday raat ko Ramesh ke saath jo hua tha, uske baad se uski chut mein ek ajeeb si khali-pan thi. Usne raat bhar socha tha Bilal ke bare mein — uska mota kala lund, uske zor ke dhakke, uski gaand pe thappad… sab kuch.
Subah uthte hi usne dusre number se Bilal ko message kiya:
Nisha:
“Aaj school ke baad milna hai. Wahi bypass road. 5:30 sharp. Aur aaj condom mat le aana.”
Bilal ne turant reply diya:
“Ji ma’am… aaj main aapko raw chodunga. Ready rehna.”
Nisha ne phone side rakh diya. Uski chut turant geeli ho gayi thi.
School mein aaj Nisha ne dark maroon saree pehni thi, deep neck blouse, aur pallu itna loose ki har kadam pe navel flash ho raha tha. Bilal last bench se usko dekh-dekh kar pant adjust kar raha tha. Sameer sab notice kar raha tha. Uska chehra pehle se hi peela pad chuka tha.
Extra class aaj cancel thi. School khatam hote hi Nisha ne Sameer se kaha,
“Beta, aaj tu ghar ja. Mujhe thoda kaam hai… late aaungi.”
Sameer ne sirf haan kaha. Woh cycle leke seedha bypass road ki taraf nikal pada. Is baar woh pehle se hi ped ke peeche chhup gaya.
5:25 pe Nisha ki car aayi. Bilal pehle se wait kar raha tha. Nisha ne car roki. Bilal seedha back seat mein baith gaya. Nisha ne bhi peeche aa kar darwaza band kiya.
Bilal ne turant usko khinch liya.
Bilal:
“Ma’am… Sunday aapke pati ne aapko kitna choda? Uska lund chhota hi hoga na?”
Nisha sharma gayi lekin bol padi,
“Bilkul nahi feel hua… tera lund yaad aata raha pure time.”
Bilal hasa aur uski saree upar karke blouse ke hooks khol diye. Dono boobs bahar nikaal kar zor se dabane laga. Nisha ki saans tez ho gayi.
Nisha:
“Jaldi kar Bilal… aaj raw chahiye…”
Bilal ne apni pant utaari. 9 inch ka mota kala lund seedha khada tha. Usne Nisha ko peeche se ghodi bana diya. Saree kamar tak upar, panty side, aur ek hi dhakke mein pura lund andar dhakel diya — bina condom ke.
Nisha:
“Aaaahhhhh… Bilal… itna gehra… ahhhh… raw… haan… bhar de mujhe…”
Bilal ne kamar pakad kar tezi se dhakke maarne shuru kiye. Car zor-zor se hil rahi thi.
Bilal:
“Bol… kiski randi hai tu?”
Nisha:
“Teri… sirf teri… teri teacher randi… ahhhh… aur zor se… meri chut phaad de…”
Sameer ped ke peeche se sab dekh raha tha. Uske aansu ruk nahi rahe the. Mummy ki cheekhein, Bilal ke thappad, car ki hilti hui body… sab kuch uske dil mein choob raha tha. Phir bhi uska lund khada ho gaya tha. Woh khud ko rok nahi paaya aur pant ke upar se hi haath ferne laga.
Andar Bilal ne speed badha di.
Bilal:
“Aaj main tujhe pregnant kar dunga ma’am… bol… chahiye mera baccha?”
Nisha paagal ho chuki thi.
“Haan… de de… andar jhad… meri chut bhar de apne virye se… ahhhhh…”
20 minute ki tabadtod chudai ke baad Bilal zor se dhakka maara aur Nisha ke andar hi jhad gaya. Garam virya uski chut mein bhar gaya. Nisha bhi uske saath hi jhad gayi. Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye.
Nisha (saans phoolte hue):
“Bilal… aaj bahut alag feel ho raha hai… andar tera maal… ajeeb sa…”
Bilal:
“Ab se aise hi hoga ma’am. Condom nahi. Main tujhe apna bana raha hoon.”
Sameer ne yeh baat sun li. Uska dil bilkul toot gaya. Woh cycle leke rote hue ghar nikal pada.
Ghar pahunch kar Nisha 40 minute baad aayi. Uske baal bikhre hue the, chehra laal, aur chalne ka andaaz bilkul alag tha. Jaise abhi bhi kuch andar chal raha ho.
Sameer ne sirf ek baar uski taraf dekha aur apne room mein chala gaya. Darwaza band karke usne apna muh takiye mein chhupa liya aur ro pada.
Raat ko Nisha ne Bilal ko message kiya:
“Aaj ka virya abhi bhi andar hai… kal phir milna hai.”
Bilal:
“Haan ma’am… kal school ke baad main tujhe kisi hotel le jaunga. Poori raat.”
Nisha ne sirf ek heart emoji bheja.
Sameer clone se yeh sab padh raha tha. Uska dimag ab bilkul kharab ho chuka tha.
To be continued…
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