Muslim lund se gaand ki opening
Mera naam Avinash hai. Main Jaipur ka rehne wala hun. Mera kad 5ft 8inch hai aur main halka mota hun. Main aapko mere jeevan ki ek sachi ghanta batane jaa raha hun. Jisne meri sexuality ko badal diya aur maine ye jana ki main straight nahi bisexual hun. Ye baat kareeb 3 saal pehle ki hai jab covid nahi aaya tha. Main college mein naya tha aur mere ko mera pehla phone mila tha. Mizaj se main ek bohut hi rangeen ladka hun. Meri uss waqt ek girlfriend bhi thi, par meri sex ki chah ko woh poora nahi kar paa rahi thi. Usko badnami ka der tha Main apni pyaas porn dekhkar bujhata tha. Par ek din maine ek nayi kisam ki porn dekhi. Jisme ek husband apni wife ko kisi aur se chudwata hai. Aur na hi sirf chudwata hai apni khudki gand marwata bhi hai aur marta bhi hai. Yaha maine ek shabd dekha bisexual. Mujhe pehle iss shabd ke maiyne nahi pata the. Par jab Google kara to pata chala ki ese ladke ladkia dono ling se sex karsakte hai. Mujhe ek bada hi acha laga. Par main ye sochne laga ki mujhe kaise koi bisexual milega? To maine Blued naamka ek aap download kiya aur logo ko dhoondhne laga. Iss waqt meri baat jisse hoti use sirf lund ya gand dekhni hoti thi. Par koi real meet karne hi nahi aata tha. Mujhe lagne laga ki ye app bakwas hai aur yaha sirf fraud hai. Tabhi ek message aaya Mubarak ke naam se. Mubarak – Hi! Main – Hello, aap bhi sirf lund aur gand hi dekhna chahte hon a kyonki iss app pe toh koi milta nahi hai. Mubarak – Lagta aap abhi tak asli mein kisi se mil nahi paye ho? Main – Haan sab sirf photo mangte hai milta koi nahi hai. Mubarak – Well, aapka search khatam hua main Jaipur main visitor top hun. Agar apke pass room hai to main aa sakta hun. Main – Ya, why not? Paisa bhi mangoge? Mubarak – Nahi sex ke liye paise kaun deta hai? Main kya tumhe raand dekhta hun? Main – Nahi mera woh matlab nahi tha. Mera bas experience kharab hai. Mubarak – Don’t worry. Ye mera dick hai, agar pasanda ae to 9********5 pe call karna main turant ajaunga. Main – Ok waise tumhara poora naam kya hai? Mubara – Mubarak Mogul. Main – Muslim ho? Mubarak – Ha. Meri dhadkane tez ho gayi. Kyon kisi Muslim ke sath sex karne ki meri fanasy. Aur uska lund photo mein dekh kar kamse kam 6-inch ka lag raha tha. For reference mera lund 5-inch ka hai aur 1-inch mota hai. Uska fir message aaya. Mubarak – Tumhara kya naam hai? Main – Avinash Sharma. Mubarak – Hindu bottom? Uska ye messah padhke mera lund khada hogaya aur maine kaha. Main – Ji haan. Mubarak – Maza aayega. Mujhe jald call karna. Main – Zaroor. Mubarak – Salam Main – Namaste. Iss conversation ke baad main aur excited tha Mubarak se milne ke liye. Uski baton ne mujhpe maano jadu kar diya tha. Agle 2 din college band tha aur mummy papa dono working the. To main ghar pe akela hota tha 6 ghanto ke liye. Jaise hi sab apne kaam pe gaye maine Mubarak ko call lagana chaha. Par mujhe der bhi lag raha tha kyonki main gand main virgin tha. Kisi tarah maine Mubarak ko call lagaya. Ek bhari awaz aai. Mubarak – Hello? Main – Salam. Mubarak – Walekum. Kaun? Main – Avinash. Mubarak – Oh abhi se salam? Abhi tak to maine tujhe chua tak nahi hai. Main – Aapki baton ne mere jism main aag lagadi hai aap jaldi se aajao. Mubarak – Begum, address batao abhi aajaunga. Maine address bataya aur kaha neeche pahunchke call karna. Mubarak – Theek hai begum mujhe neeche hi miljana Main – Theek hai huzur. Mubarak ne phonr rakha aur mere jism main zur zuri hone lagi maano jaise woh abhi se mere badan se khel raha ho. Main itna nervous tha ki maine jaldi se apne lund ke aur gand ke baal saaf kare taki usse koi dikkat na ho. 10-minute ke baad ek call aaya. Mubarak – Main neeche agaya hun. Main – Ok main araha hun. Mubarak – Aarahi hun bolo. Main – Ji janab aarahi hun. Maine ghar ki kundi lagai aur neeche gaya aur maine usse photo se pehchana. Mubarak ek patla sa 22 saal ka ladka hai. Karib 6ft height hai aur sawla hai. Main apne figire ke baare main bata doon. Main ek gora 5ft 8in ka lagka hun. Mere halke man boobs hai aur halke baal hai. Usne mujhe kaske wahi gale lag liya aur meri gand masaldi. Uske ye karne se mere nipple khade hogae aur main garam hone laga. Maine kaha. Main – Huzur upar masalna yaha ye guard dekh lega. Mubarak – Abhi to tum dekhti jao begum aage kya kya hoga. Ye kehkar usne guard ko dekha aur meri gand pe ek chanta mara. Main ander tak sihar gaya aur uska hath pakadkar lift main legaya. Lift main koi camera nahi tha aur ya malum karte hi usne mere hotho pe apne honth rakh diye. Mera gala dabakar mujhe smooch karne laga. 12th floor aane mein 5-minute ke karib lagte hai. Aur usne uss poore waqt woh mujhe smooch karta raha. Pehle 1 minute to mujhe ajeeb laga. Par fir uska sath dene laga aur pata nahi kaise mera hath uske lund ko pant ke upar se sehlane laga. Jaise hi floor aya aur gate khula hum alag hue aur main aage chalne laga. Corridor khali tha aur meri gand pe chate maarta jaa raha tha. Doston kasam se agar mujhe pata hota ki iske aage kya hone wala hai main kabhi apni favourite t-shirt nahi pehenta. Jaise hi maine gate khola flat ka hum ander ghuse. Maine gate ki kundi lagai aur muda to usne mujhe gate against chipka diya. Mujhe gardan pe kaatne laga aur mujhe kiss bhi kar raha tha. Dheere dheere uske ander ka jaanwar bahar aaraha tha. Mujhe Muslim mardangi masal rahi thi. Woh t-shirt ke upar se mere nipal to bheench raha tha. Mujhe dard hua to maine usse chanta marke alag kar diya. Usko itna gussa chadha ki usne mera collar apne dono hath main pakda aur bola. Mubarak – Randi ke bache zyada hath chal rahe hai tere. Ruk abhi dikhata hun tujhe. Aur ye keh kar usne meri toh-shirt to beech main se phaad diya. Main heran tha aur ki koi itna jungle kaise ho sakta hai. Meri toh-shirt ko phaad kar sne mere hath bandh die aur mere nipples ko katne aut bheechne laga.