African Safaari Laude Se Chudaai-1

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Author : Joohi Parmaar

Doston main aapki chaheti Joohi ek baar phir apni zindagi ki ek aur ghatna prastut karna chahti hoon.

Aap logon ko meri kahaniyan acchi lagi aur mujhe dher saare mail bhejne ke liye main aap ka tahe-dil se dhanyavaad karna chahti hoon aur asha karti hoon aapka pyaar aise hi barkaraar rahega.

Chaliye ab kahani ki aor chalte hain. Yah ghatna kareeb teen saal pahle ki hai jab meri chudaai hona nayi-nayi shuru hi huyi thi aur dheere-dheere maja lena seekh rahi thi.
Meri choochiyan bhi ubhar kar badi-badi ho chali thi.

Meri choot mein ab pahle se adhik khujlee hua karti hai, Kyonki aapko to pata hai chudaai aisi cheez hai jiska nasha ek baar chad jaaye to sar chad kar bolta hai aur kuch yahi haal mera bhi tha.

Meri choot aur figure pahle ke mukaable sudaul ho gaye the.

Meri gardan bhi ab suraahidaar aur khoobsoorat ho gayi thi aur mera badan bhi kaafi hasht-pusht ho chuka tha.
Meri ek saheli thi Savita! Wo mere aur Ranveer ke saath office mein kaam karti thi.
Ranveer ki kahani to aap padh hi chuke hain.

Hum donon kaafi gahri saheliyan thi aur ek-doosre se har baat bataati thi. Kuch bhi aisa nahin tha jo hum donon ek-doosre se chupaate hon. Jab tak hum saath mein rahe hume ek-doosre ke har acchi-buri kartoot ka poora pata tha ki hamara chakkar kis ladke se chal raha hai aur humne kis kis se chud rahi hai, Chud chuki hai ya chudna chah rahi hai.

Hum log teen saal tak ek saath rahe.

Usi beech hamare kai boy-friend ghar aaye aur kitne ko humne bhagaaya, Par hum ne ek-doosre ko kabhi musibat mein nahin daala balki musibat se bachaaya jaroor, Jaise ki aap apne best friend ke liye karte hain.

Saal bhar pahle uski shaadi ho gayi aur wo Delhi chali gayi. Main phir Indore mein akeli hostel mein rahne lagi.
Hamaari sirf phone par kabhi-kabhi baat hua karti thi, Par milna nahin ho pata tha.
Usne mujhe kayi baar Delhi bulaaya, Par kaam ke chakkar mein main jaa nahin paati thi.

Ek baar usne phone kiya aur phir se Delhi bulaane lagi.

Main mana karne lagi par usne is baar ek na suni aur bahut jor dene lagi ki wo bhi akeli hai.
Aur uska janm-din bhi aa raha hai, Aa jaaogi to saath mein mana bhi lenge.
Maine mana karne ki poori koshish ki, Par usne is baar meri ek na chalne di aur aakhirkar mujhe Delhi aana hi pada.

Main Delhi railway station aayi to Savita mujhe lene aayi aur phir hum donon uske ghar aa gaye.

Savita ne kaha- Tum munh haath dho lo tab tak main naasta lagaati hoon, Phir baith kar dher saari baatein karenge.
Maine kaha- Bahut thak gayi hoon jaakar naha leti hoon tabhi thodi thakaawat door hogi.

Main nahaane chali gayi aur phir nahaane ke baad kapde sukhne ke liye jagah dekhne lagi to Savita ne bataaya upar chhat hai, Wahin jaakar kapde daal do.
Main upar jaane lagi, Main jaise hi upar pahunchi wahan ek kaala Neegro hatta-katta mard kasrat kar raha tha.

Maine tirchee ningaahon se use dekha aur munh ghuma kar kapde sukhne ke liye taang diye aur neeche chali gayi.

Neeche jaate hi main Savita se poocha- Yah kaaliya habshi kaun hai?

To Savita ne bataaya- Wo hamaare ghar mein paying-guest hai, Keniya se aaya hai, Upar ka room khaali tha aur hum do hi log rahte hai, Isliye socha upar ka kamra bhaade par de den. Isi bahaane thode paise bhi mil jaayenge.

Wo kareeb ek mahine se yahin rah raha tha.
Maine poocha- Ye African log kitna hatta-katta hote hai. Itne lambe pata nahin kya khaate hai ki aisa jo itna lambe ho jaate hai..!

Savita boli- Ye to hai.. Par sirf ye hi lambe nahin hote… Inka lund bhi baakiyon ke mukaable bahut lamba hota hai aur ye jaldi girte bhi nahin, Inka bahut stamina hota hai.

Main samajh gayi Savita ne lagta hai khoob chakha hai iska stamina.
Main jhat ke poocha- O hello dear…! Kitni baar se chal raha hai ye stamina…!
To Savita hansne lagi aur boli- Are jyada nahin hue ek hafta hi hua hoga.

Main boli- Kya thaath hai tumhaare…! ‘Ghar-waale’ aur ‘Baahar-waale’ donon se khoob maje le rahi ho.

Savita boli- Haan.. Yah to hai. Tumhaare Jija ji kaam se jyadatar baahar rahte hain main bhi akeli bore ho jaati hoon. Aakhir kab tak aise accha lagega mujhe? Tumhe to pata hi hai, Hum log jab saath mein rahte the hamaari kya aish thi? Ab itni puraani aadat hai.. Jaane mein time to lagega..! Aur waise bhi ek sacchi baat bataaun to maine aaj tak jitnon se chudwaaya hai is African ka lund un sab se lamba aur mota hai upar se ye bahut der tak chodta bhi hai aur maja bhi bahut aata hai. Saath hi saath ye apni lambi jeebh se jab chahe choot gaand chatne lagta hai aur bahut andar tak chatta hai. Bada maja aata hai iske saath. Iske alaawa usmein chudaai ki saari acchaiyan koot-koot kar bhari hain. Tum bhi ek baar uski chudaai dekh logi to wo sab puraani chudaaiyan bhool jaaogi.

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Phir hum log apni baaton mein lag gayi aur Indore mein apne doston ki baatein karne lage aur Savita apni shaadi ki kahaniyan sunaane lagi. Ek baj gaya aur khaane ka time ho gaya.

Savita boli- Main khaana lagaati hoon .. Tu upar se usko bhi bula le, Phir saath mein khaana khaate hai.
Main upar gayi aur use isaaron mein kaha ki khaana kha lo aur neeche aa kar table par baith gayi.

Thodi der baad wo neeche aaya aur hamaare saath khaana khaane laga. Khaana kha kar wo phir upar chala gaya aur humne phir se baaten shuru kar di.
Ghoom phir ke hamaari baaten usi African par aa gayi to Savita boli- Ruk tujhe iske lund aur chudaai ki ek jhalak dikhati hoon.

Savita andar gayi aur blue-film ki CD le aayi aur movie laga di. Blue-film mein jaise hi ladki ne ladke ka underwear neeche kiya usmen se kareeb 8 ” ka tana hua lund bilkul kaala cobra jaise tan gaya. Maine jaise hi TV mein lund dekha aur Savita ki taraf chehra ghumaaya to wo apni jeebh honton par ghumaane lagi.

Savita boli- Dekha, Yah to TV par hai, Upar to jeeta-jaagta lund hai..! Soch jab ye lund andar jaayega to kitna maja aayega.

Main boli- Aur dard bhi bahut aayega..!

To Savita boli- Tu to aise bol rahi hai jaise ye dard pahli baar hoga…! Haan.. Mujhe pata hai itna mota pahli baar ghusega to dard to hoga, Par soch pahli baar koi itni andar tak lund daalega to.. Kitna accha lagega…!

Hum phir blue-film dekhne lage aur kaise wo jaanwaron ki tarah ladki ko utha-utha kar chod raha tha.
Yah sab dekh kar aur Savita se kaale masool se chudaai ki baat sunkar chudaai ka mann to mera bhi hone laga tha, Par gaand bhi phat rahi thi ki pata nahin wo mera aur meri choot ka kya haal karega? Yah kahani aap AntarvasnaDesiStories.com par padh rahe hai.

Aakhirkar mujhe apni choot ki hi sunni hi padi aur mann hi mann maine ‘Haan’ kar diya.. Par maine bhi ye baat Savita ko nahin bataayi.

Savita ne mujhe poocha- Aaj raat ka kya program hai? Kahin ghoomne chalna hai?
Maine kaha- Nahin yaar aaj bahut thak gayi hoon kal dekhte hain.

Savita phir khaana banaane chali gayi aur main TV dekhne lagi. Raat huyi hum teenon khaana khaane lage aur khaane ki table par Savita mujhe ghoor-ghoor kar isaare karne lagi aur apna munh Peter ki taraf karne lagi. Peter us African ka naam tha.

Wo chupchaap khaana kha raha tha aur hum donon ishaaron mein baat kar rahe the.
Thodi der baad khaana khaane ke baad Peter upar chala gaya aur hum donon sofe par baith kar baatein karne lage.

Baat karte karte kareeb dus baj gaye the, Savita boli- Chal upar chalte hai thodi maje karte hain.
Maine bola- Maje ya chudaai..!
Wo boli- Donon.
Main boii- Tum hi jaao maje karne.. Main yahin baith kar TV dekhti hoon.

Savita boli- Are chal na..! Thik hai chal to, Tu wahan baithna aur TV dekhna, Main maje karoongi.. Thik hai.. Ab to chal..!
Wo mera haath pakad kar upar Peter ke kamre mein aa gayi. Peter laptop par kuch kaam kar raha tha.

Jaise hi hum donon ka aapas mein parichay karwaaya aur phir Peter ke kaan mein kuch phusur-phusur karne lagi.
Phir Savita ne kaha- Tum yahin baitho aur picture ke maje lo aur hum log apni picture banaate hain.

Subah to tumne sirf movie mein dekha tha aaj tum live African chudaai ke maje looto.
Savita aur Peter ek-doosre ko choomne lage aur main kone mein baithkar kabhi unko to kabhi idhar-udhar dekhne lagi.

Peter Savita ke honthon ko choos raha tha.

Phir donon bistar par let gaye aur ek-doosre ko choomne lage.
Peter ke bade-bade haath Savita ke badan ko masal rahe the aur masalte-masalte hi usne Savtia ki saaree ki gaanth khol di auur choomte-choomte uski saaree nikaalne laga.

Kuch hi samay ke bhitar Savita sirf blouse aur peticoat mein thi. Peter apne honth neeche ki taraf lekar aaya aur peticoat ke upar se hi Savita ki choot ko choomne laga aur apne haath uske jaanghon par pherne laga.

Kuch hi der mein usne peticoat ka nada khol diya aur ab sirf panty hi bachi thi.
Mujhe laga ab Peter usko bhi apne haathon se nikaal dega, Par uska to andaaz hi niraala tha usne Savita ki panty ko apne daanton mein dabaaya aur neeche kheenchne laga.

Wo kabhi daanton se uski choot se panty neeche kheenchta to kabhi uski jaanghon se aur sirf apne daanton se hi uski panty ghutne tak kheenchi aur phir haathon se nikaal diya.

Usne phir apna rookh Savita ki choot ke taraf kiya aur apni laplapaati jeebh ko Savita ki choot se sata diya aur chaatne laga. Usne donon haathon se Savita ki jaanghon ko pakad kar cheer diya aur apni jeebh se uski choot chaatne laga aur jeebh andar ghusaane laga.

Savita ki siskariyan sun mera bhi mood banne laga tha, Par maine aisa kuch un donon ke saamne jaahir nahin kiya.

Kahani jaari rahegi.
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