Pooja ki Tadapti Jawani - Part 4
Maine Pooja ko uske balcony mein chudai ke liye tadapta chhod aya tha. Aaj khule am barish mein bheegte hue uski chudai ka sapna pura hone wala tha. Main janta tha ki uski ye jawani usse yahan jharne tak nangi hokar ane ke liye majboor kar degi. Hamare resort ke balcony se sat kar hi chai ka bagicha tha. Uske bad road tha jo ban raha tha. Thik usse sat kar hi ek pokhar bana hua tha, aur pass mein jharna tha. Jharne ka pani pohar mein ja raha tha. Charon taraf ghana padeon se dhakha tha. Waise toh hotel wale ne kahan tha ki yahan jungli janwar nahi rehte. Par fir bhi jaishi jagah thi woh, wahan koi janwar arram se a sakta tha. Par humdono ka badan toh apni jawani ki pyass bhujhane ko tadap raha tha. Main jharne ke pass bane pathar par bethkar Pooja ka intezar karne laga. Barish bhi ruk ruk kar ho rahi thi. Aur fir main kya dekhta hun. Pooja waise hi nangi hokar barish mein bheegti hui chai ke bagiche se chal kar a rahi thi. Us hassin mausam mein, un hasin nazaron ke bich Pooja ka woh bheega makhmali badan, Chand ki roshni mein uska woh nanga badan jaise dur se chamak raha tha. Woh road se chalti hui jharne ki taraf a rahi thi. Woh road par aise chal rahi thi jaise ki kissi fashion show mein nangi hokar chal rahi ho. Uska ye chalna kisike bhi sansen rok sakta tha. Mujhe toh ye soch kar aur betabi ho rahi thi ki, aj ki rat woh apna sabkuch mujhe sopne wali thi. Aaj je bharkar uski jawani ka maza main lootne wala tha. Aaj ki rat main jo chahoon uske sath kar sakta tha. Pooja waise hi chalti hui jharne tak aa jati hai. Pooja – Aap ne apni zid manwa hi li na sir. Toh dekho na apni sari sharmo haya wahin resort mein chodkar kaisi puri nangi hokar apke pass aa gayi hun. Pooja – Par yahan pakka koi nahi ayega na? Agar kisine mujhe aise dekh liya toh, na jane mujhe aise bina kapdo ke dekh woh mere sath kya kya karega. Apko dar nahi lagta ki apki ankhon ke samne apki Pooja kiske goad mein nangi bethi hogi? Murari – Kyun dar rahi ho? Rat ke 1 baje han, kaun ayega itni rat idhar. Waise koi a gaya toh main tumhare badan ko apne hathon chuppa lunga na. Aur kya. Pooja – Aisa hai toh ao na sir main bhi toh dekhu apke hath mere badan ko kaise chupate hain. Aur ye kehkar woh pathar ke pass ati hai, aur mere upar beth jati hai. Aur mere hath le apni boobs par rakh deti hai. Kya ehsas tha woh. Itne dino se jisse office mein jiske badan ke thoda sa chu jane par meri halat kharab ho jati thi. Woh ajj puri nangi mere upar bethi thi. Main uski nange badan ko picche se kiss karta hua, uski chuchiyon ko jor jor se dabane laga. Pooja ka badan aur machalne laga. Murari – Tumhari ye boobs kitne komal hai, Pooja. Aaj ji bharkar iska rass main pi jayunga. Mujhse apne boobs chusvayogi na Pooja? Pooja – Han sir, main toh kabse apse apni boobs chusvana chahti hun. Maine toh kabse tadap rahi hun. Aao na sir ap toh mere choote baby ho na, apko bhuk nahi lagi kya, ajao na baby thoda dudh pi lo. Murari – Accha boss se baby ho gaya, wah. Par dudh pilane ke liye to mama bana padega. Bolo toh aj hi tumhe apne baccho ki mamma bana do. Pooja – Aap kitne naugthy ho sir. Waise maine toh pill le rakhi hai, aj ap chahkar bhi mujhe ma nahi bana sakte. Ab baton mein time kyun waste kar rahe ho. Aao na apke rasile am apka intezar kar rahen hain. Aur aisa kehte hue woh wahan pathar par pith kar bal let jati hai. Aur apni dono hath pehlakar mujhe apni chuchiyon chusne ke liye kehti hai. Fir main niche se uske jhangon ko kiss karta hun, aur woh machal uthi hai. Dheere dheere uski choot ko kiss karta hun, aur fir uski navel ko kiss karta hun. Aur fir mere dono hath uski chuchiyon ko khas kar pakad lete hain. Aur woh bechain ho uthti hai. Kya makhmalli soft boobs the Pooja ke. Uski nipples ko main apne hathon se sehlata hun, aur woh moan karne lagti hai. Uski siskiyan mujhe aur bhi beetab kar rahi thi. Main ab uski chuchiyon ko dabata hua uski nipples ko kiss karta hun. Aur fir ek nipple ko apne moon mein lekar jaise hi usse chusta hun. Uski siskiyan tez ho jati hai. Pooja – Hmm, han, aise hi kha jao na isse. Iska sara ras pi jao na. Dekho na kaise meri ye nipple apke munh me ja rahi hai. Fir kya main kabhi uske ek boobs ko chusta toh kabhi dusre ko. Main jor jor se dabata hua uski chuchiyon ko choos choos kar kabhi uski nipple ko danton se kat kat kar kha raha tha. Pooja buri tarah wahan pathar par padi machal rahi thi. Woh apne pairon se mujhe jakad leti hai. Mera khada lund uski choot ki lips ko ragad raha hota hai. Pooja – Bas ab aur intezar nahi hota sir, ao na meri pyasi choot apka kabse intezar kar rahi hai. Murari – Han Pooja tumhare iss pyasi choot ki sari pyas aj main mita dunga. Par pehle tumhari acche se massage toh kar don. Aur aisa kehte hue main wahan rakhe tel ki sisi le uske nange badan par dalne lata hun. Kuch tel uski boobs par dal deta hun. Jaise hi uske badan par tel girta hai uski tadap aur badh jati hai. Main ab apne dono hathon se uski chuchiyon par pade tel se uski mallish challlu krata hun. Murari – Dekho na Pooja main kaise khuleam tumhari is nange badan ki malish kar raha hun. Kaisa lag raha hai? Pooja – Uff, sir aise hi meri malish karte raho na. Dil toh karta hai, aise hi din rat apse apni massage karyun. Main ab usse ghumma deta hun, aur uski pith par aur uski mast gand par bhi ache se tel se massage karta hun. Woh bass machalti hui acche se apni massage karwa rahi thi. Main uski choot par bhi tel laga kar acche se masalta hua uski choot ko sehla raha tha. Pooja – Aao na sir ab meri bari, ab main apka massage karungi. Fir kya tha, woh mere upar tel mein latpat hokar bethi thi, aur mere badan par tel laga malish kar rahi thi. Usne apne hathon mein tel liya, aur mere lund par tel lagakar usse jor jor se hilanene lagi. Dekhte Dheekte humdono ke badan par charo aur tel lag chukka tha. Ab main usse ghummakar wapas se pith ke bal pathar par leta deta hun. Humdono ka tel mein latpat jism ek dusre mein sama jane ko bekara tha.