Hi,

Kaise ho sub log? Main bohat bar yahan story read kar chuka hu. Aj socha ke kyu na apni life se ek qisa ap se share karu?

Yeh bat he hamary muhaly ki ak academy ki jahan pe main teaching karta tha. 10th class ko math aur physics prhata tha, meri class me boys be the aur girls be. Un me se ak student ka naam Hamza tha. Wo study mein itna tez nai tha.

Meri bar bar test dene pe bhi tayar nai kar ke ata tha. Ek din maine usko bola ki kal apney ghar se kisi ko bula ke lana. Agley he din jab main apney time pe academy pohncha to uski ami sath ai hui theen.

Hamza ne kaha, “Sir ye meri ami heen.” Maine sla ke jawab deytey huye unko office me janey ko bola or khud class me ja ke students ko revise karnry ko bola, aur wapis office me aa gaya.

Hamza ki ami ek khub surat aurat theen, jo ke ek he nazar me achi lagi mujey or jis tarha unho ne mera sey bat ki mujye unki nature bhi achi lagi.

Maine Hamza ke barey me unko sub bola, wo jaty jaty mujhey apny number dey gaien aur kaha ke ap Hamza ke barey mein jo bhi bat ho mujhey bata deya karo aur har roz us ka kam mujhey bataye taky main usko ghar pe dehan kar waou.

Aisey chand din guzar gaye, fir kuch dino bad rat ke 11 bajey mujhe Hamza ki ami ke message aya. Maine read keya, to hairan rah gaya. Us me likha tha, sirf bachay paida karna hi kam nai hota, palna bhi kam hota hai.

Main yeh message read kar ke soch he raha tha ki yeh kis baray mein hai, tabhi Hamza ki ami ki call aa gai. Maine uthai toh uhno ne bola, “Sorry, main galti se apko msg kar baithi hu. Ap plez is ki zikr Hamza se mat kre ga.” Maine bola, “Ok thek hai.”

Fir us ke bad agley din parents-teacher meeting thi, jis mein wo bhi ai hui theen, par meri nazre nai mila rahi theen. Maine un ki pareshani dekh ke unko msg keya ke ap pareshan mat hona. Maine Hamza se koi bat nai ki.

Unho ney jaise hi msg padha to unky face pe jaise ek itmenan sa aa gaya aur mujhey reply me bola, “Thanks, ap achey insan ho.” Is tarha hum dono me chat start hui. Un hone apni life share ki, ke Hamza ka father 2 saal se Lahore ja chuka hai apny dusri biwi ke pas aur karchay pe aksar hum dono mein bahas hoti hai.

Aise aise bhat kartey kartey hum dono me dosti si ho gai aur main usey Fakhra ke naam se bulaney bhi laga, hum dono me chat kartey itni dosti ho gai thi ki maine unko bola, “Aao bike pe chalee, aj mausum acha hai.” Wo bhi tayar ho gai.

Jab maine usey stop se pickup keya toh main dekh ke kafi hairan raha q ky jab bhi wo acadamey ati theen to zara bhi tyar nai hoti thi, par aj wo pink colour ki dress mein achi bhi lag rahi thi. Wo mere peechey baith gai aur main chal pada.

Mera irada tha kisi park me jaye. Jaise he main chala wo boli ki mujhey gera mat dena. Main bhi aise he bol diya ke ap zor se pakad ke baitho, toh fauran he usne apna bazu meri kamar me dal ke pakad leya.

Dosto us waqt mujhey kya mahsoos ho raha tha, main bayan nai kar sakta, qu ki peeche se mujhey lag raha tha ki us ke mome mujhey touch kar rahey hain. Hum park gaye or wapsi pe juice pee ke wapis aa gaye.

Rath ko jab sarey bacchey so gaye to hum chat keya kartey the, is bar chat start hui to us ne foran he pucha, “Kaisa laga aj tumhe?” Main bhi yehe puchna chahta tha usko. Maine kaha, “Aacha laga,” ku ky hum dono me kafi dosti thi.

Maine himmat kar ke aj ek sawal puch he leya, “Apka size kya hai?” Pehle toh us ne bola, “Ke tum q puch rahey ho?” Fir wo boli, “38b.” Yeh sunte he, mera toh dil kar raha ke kash yeh is time mere pas ho.

Usne foran pucha, “Ke kya hua? Tum kya sochne lagey mera size jan ke?” Maine bola, “Ke kya batau tumhe?” Usne kaha, “Tum meri ache dost ho aur mujhey pasand bhi ho main tum pe trust karti hu. Tum jo chaho puch sakte ho.”

DOSTO, jaise he usne aisa bola main foran usko kaha ke bas puch sakta hu. Wo bhi meri is bat ko samjah gai aur has padi. Maine kaha ki main usko dekhna chahta hu. Us ka reply aya ki, dekha toh kai bar haie. Maine kaha, “Ki waisa nai, main tumhe bina kapro ke dekhna chahta hu.”

Uska 5 minute tak koi reply nai aya. Main socha ke wo naraz toh nai ho gai. Fir us ka message aya ke, tumhare ache dost ho aur ab main tumhe apna jism dekha sakti hu, par ek bat hai ki mujhey is had tak trust karna chaiye tum pe.

Maine usko yaqeen delaya to woh boli, “Ok.” Fir kya tha, 1 minute bad he mere WhatsApp mein uski pic thi. Maine jab pic dekhi toh hairan rah gaya. Wo kya lag rahi thi, black bra me. Us ne apni kameez utar ke pic beji thi, kuky wo apne room mein akeli hoti thi is liye usey zyada pareshani nahi hui.

Wo boli, “Kya hua? Kaisi lagi main? Main toh uske hussan ke dewana ho gaya tha, kya bolta usko main? Kaha kash tum pas hoti to bolta kuch. Maine usko milney ko bola to wo bhi foran man gai. Hum dono ne plan keya ke main kal academy se off karun ga aur Hmaza chala jaye ga academy toh main us ke ghar jaun ga…

Ab mujhey puri rath aur agley din sham tak intezar raha. Jaisey he 4 bajye us ki call ai ke aa jao Hamza chala gaya hai. Us ke ghar gaya aur door knock keya toh wo khud ai open karney. Main andar chala gaya, wo mujhey apney room me ley gai aur baithney ko bola.

DOSTO aj usne white color ki dress pehna tha jis mesey uski pink bra saf nazar aa rahi thi. Wo kya hot lag rahi thi. Maine pehli bar usko is nazar se dekha toh uska figur mujhey bohat hot laga. Wo 36-34-38 thi.

Usney has ke meri taraf deykhty boli, “Kya dekh rahe ho tum?” Maine kaha, “Abhi dekha he kya hai? Wo pas as kay baith gai aur boli, “Kya dekhna chahtey ho?” Maine uske hatho ko pakar ke kaha, “Sab kuch.”

Fir maine us ko zor se hug keya, us ke garam jism meri jism se touch ho raha tha. Maine usky pyasy honto ko chusna start keya, toh wo bhi bharpur sath dene lagi mera. Maine kiss ke sath, sath us ke momo ko dabana start kar diya. Jaise he wo masti mein aa gai.

Maine uski kameez utari aur usey bed me leta leya. Fir main usky garam jism ko bohat chuma. Wo masti me aaa, hmmm… ki awaz nikal rahi thi. Boli, “Tum dood peeo gey?” Maine bola ke zarur. Us ne apney mome se bra neche ki.

Kya batau dosto…us ke mome kya gazab ke tight the aur light brown nipple the. Main toh dekhtey he un pe tut pada aur  chusney laga. Maine uska bra utar diya aur dono hatho se uske mome pakad kar sahlany laga, kabhi chusta tha, kabhi dabata tha.

Uske jism pe hath pherte pherte mera hath uski pussy ke kareeb laga, wo toh jase ubel rahi thi aur gili thi. Usey bhi feel hua tha main usko waha touch kar raha hun. Usne khud mera hath pakad kae apne shalwar mein dal diya.

Maine jab uski pussy pe hath lagaya toh uski awaz, Ai…. Aaahhh. Main samjah gaya ek toh moqa full mil raha hai Fakhra ko kub chodne ka.

Maine uski shalwar utar di. Ab wo bilkul nangi mere samney leti thi, garam thi aur masti se mujhey dekh rahi thi. Maine jaisey he apne pant utari wo hairan rah gai.

Mera 6.5 inch ka lund dekh ke wo toh ak bhuki sherni ki tarha meri lund pe tut padi aur hath mein pakad kar usko dabane lagi aur apne mulaim mame ko main masalney lagi. Ab toh mera lund bhi bohat josh mein tana hua tha aur uski grum grum pussy mang raha tha.

Maine Fakhra se kaha, “Tum mujhey doggy dogi?” Fakhra boli, “Tum jaisey chaho meri pussy lo. Main aj tumhari biwi ban ke leti hu.” Maine uski tangey utha ke uski pussy ki taraf dekha toh wobe garmi se bechan thi aur lund ki pyasi thi.

Fakhra ne mera mota lamba lund apne hath me pakad kar us pyasi pudi ke surakh pe rakha toh mujhey 220 volt ka jhatka pada. Meri masti ke jawab nai tha. Maine he jhatke mein sara uske andar dal diya.

Fakhra, “AAAAAaaa ki awaz se kar rahi thi. Main ab apney jhatko ko bherpur keya aur uski phudi ke khub maza lene laga. Fakhra bhi kafi arse se lund ki pyasi thi, Wo bhi mere si chudwate masti mein thi.

Main usko 6 bajay tak choda. Fir hum dono ek sath bathroom me naheye aur main ghar wapis aa gaya. Us din ke bad se jab bhi mera ya uska man karta tha, hum ye kam karte the.

Toh dosto, kaisi lagi meri life ki ye ek story?