fauji ki biwi 1
DOSTON MAIN MUMBAI K BANDRA MAIN REHTA HUN OR SIRF AB TAK VARGIN LADKI KO HI CHODNAY KA EXPERINCE HAY AGAR KOI GIRL FEEL KARY SAFELY MUJH SAY CHUDWANA TO MAIL KARYM MAIN AAP KA DOST VICKRAM MATHUR HAJIR HUN AAP K LIYE EK AISA GIFT LAY KAR JO AAP NAY KABHI FEEL NAHI KIYA HOGA YE STORY MAIN NAY KAHIN PAR PADHI HAIY OR AB AAP LOGON KI MOHABAAT K LIYE YAHAN PER LIKH RAHA HUN AGAR PASAND AJAYE TO KAM SAY KAM EK ACCHA SA REPLAY ZAROR KAR DENA Khidki se Kashmir ke suraj ki roshni ander aane lagi. Thandi-thandi hawa chal rahi thi bahar. Akansha apne bed per ghumi, apni aankhon ko suraj ke ujale se bachati hui. Uske lambe lambe baal takiye per bikhare hue the jo ki uske ‘face’ par bhi aa rahe the. Usne ek patla ‘kambal’ odh rakha tha. Uski bodi bahut hi curvy thi, jiki puri detail ‘kambal’ se dikh rahi thi. Uske ’round’ aur ‘widely spaced’ chuchiyan, jinki nipple laal-laal thi woh kambal se saaf dikhai de rahe the. Kambal hatate thi uske raseele, curvy chutad aur moti-moti thighs dikhne lagi.Uski body aisi thi ki use dekhte ki koi bhi aamdi fidaa ho jaye. Uska heart shaped face kisi bhi mard to uski taraf dekhne par majboor kar deta tha. Uska face kisi ‘beautiful’ actress se kam nahi tha. Par uske aankhon par thodi thodi jhuriyan dekhne lagi thi. Bahar se kuch ghanti ka shoor aa raha tha. Jisne use utha diya. Uthte hi use realize huwa ki uske ghar ki ‘doorbell’ baj rahi hai. “Aapke liye telegram hai madam” muskurate hue postman ne kaha. Uski aankhen madam ke cleavage per thi jo ki moti chuchiyon ke beech ubhar kar dikh raha tha. Aakansha ne apna labada(nighty or robe) tight kiya, envelope pakda aur ekaek darwaza bandh kar ke andar chali gayi bina postman ko kuch tip diye. Jabhi dobara ghanti baji. Ohh, use yaad aaya ki wah sigh karna to bhul hi gayi. Usne phir darwaja khola aur postman ne hekdi se sigh-book andar sarkai, akansha ne apna cleavage cover karte hue wah sigh kar di. Ane( short name for akansha) andar aake apne sofe be baith gayi aur sochne lagi ki ab to aisi din aa gaye hain ki postman bhi meri respect nahin karta.Aajkal Ane ke saath chedchad aam baat ho gayi thi. Jab woh shopping karne jaati, jab bhi bheed mai koi uski gaand ko touch kar jaata tha. Achanak use “telegream” yaad aaya.Usne wah khola aur dheere dheere padhne lagi. “Jung khatam ho gayi hai hai darling. Dus dinon mein mai ghar aa raha hoon ! Love, Dev” Ane ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Isika intezaar kar rahi thi woh. Woh takriban ek saal se bahar tha. Ane ko dar laga rehta tha kabhi uske saath koi haadsa na ho jaye! ” Bhagwan ka shukr hai, woh safe hain.” Yeh Ane ki saari musibaten hal kar dega. Use pata tha ki uski self-respect to wapis nahin aayegi par woh Dev ki achi Biwi ban kar rahegi. Woh poore din uske saath pyaar karegi. Anne bahut hi kush hogayi thi. Shower mein nangi khadi hoke apni curvy aur sexy body ko admire kar rahi thi. Usne apna haath apni rounded chuchi ke niche rakha, usse thoda upar uthaya jab tak ki wah poori nahin tan gayi. Woh apni nipples ko apne anguthe aur ungli ke dabane lag gayi. Ane bahut excited thi ki ab se sab doobara Dev ke ho jayenge.Dev se chudne ka khyaal hi use tadpa raha tha aur uske haath poori body par ghoom rahe the. Uska haath ab uski choot rub kar raha tha, aur woh sheeshe mein dekh sakti thi ki uske face abhi se glow kar raha hai.WOh sochne lagi ki Dev ke aapne ke khyaal ne hi jab itna sab kar diya hai , to uske aane ke baad kya hoga. Usne apna haath apni pussy se hataya.” Mujhe apni saari feelings Dev ke liye bachake rakhni chahiye”, haste-haste apne aap se boli. Towel se usne apna badan pocha aur apne liye dress select ki. Kai dress dekhne ke baad, usne orange wali nikaal li. Usne aisi dress select ki jisme woh super sexy lage. Dev use hamesha kehta tha ki jo figure tumhe bhagwaan ne diya hai, use jyaada chupao mat par jyaada dikhaao bhi mat. aur jokingly woh ek din Ane se bola “yeh Kashmiri tumhe kacha chaba jayenge.” Uss din bazaar jate waqt usne notice kiya ki aaj usse log ajeeb si looks de rahe hain. “Adaad Kaul Memsaab” Irfan, sabji wala bola.” Aaj aap bahut sundar lag rahi hain.” “Dhanyawaad Irfan” Ane muskurate hue boli. Kisi se compliment sune use kafi arza ho gaya tha. “Aaj kuch special hai kya, madam. Sahab aa rahe hain, ya aap maa banne wali hain. Aur main bata sakta hoon ki sahab aa rahe hain. kyonki Saheb kaafi mahinon se nahin aaye. “Aap sahi keh rahe hain, Dev aa rahe hain. Aaj hi mujhe unka telegram mila.” Ane Raat ko Ane kaafi excited feel kar rahi thi aur lonely bhi. Usne apni dost Julee ko phone lagaya par koi response nahin aaya. Thak-ke Usne apne liye chai banai aur apne uss pehle college ke affair ke baare mein sochne lagi. College mein Dev uska boyfriend tha. Ek din raat to woh chupke se Ane ke kamre mein aa gaya aur Ane ko uksane laga. par Ane uss type ki ladki nahin thi. Kaafi uksaane ke baad Ane ne compromise kiya. Usne kaha “Tum mujhe sweater ke neeche se haath laga sakte ho.” Dev ne apna haath uske sweater mein daala, Ane ki bra kholi aur un moti chuchiyyon ko masalne laga. Usne Ane ka sweater upar kiya aur uski nipples chaatne laga aur Ane ne notice bhi nahin kiya ki Dev ka doosra haath Ane ki tangon ke beech tha aur uski creamy white thighs dulaar raha tha. “Nahin Dev, Nahin” Ane haafte hue boli, yeh sochte hue ki wah aaj use rok nahin payegi Par aaj Dev ke haath nahin ruke, uske safed badan per ghhomte hue uski hairy pussy tak pahunch gaye. Woh slowly-sowly stroke kar raha tha, aur apni middle finger uski soft panties par daba raha tha. Isne Akansha mein ajeeb si feeling paida kar di. jiska ehsaas Ane ko pahle kabhi nahin hua tha. “Dev Aaj Nahin, darling, aaj nahin” Ane ne haafte hue uske kaan mein kaha. Dev ne ise koi attention nahin di aur Ane ko uski chain khulne ki metallic awaaz aayi aur achanak use apni thigh pe fleshy pressure feel hone laga. Usne pehle kabhi yeh feel nahin kiya tha.