Budhiya Ko Gudiya Bana Kar Choda

Adhik umra aurat ki khoobsurati par fida ho kar chudai tak pahunchne waali sex stories in hindi aap sabon ko chounka degi par aisi hi thi meri kalpana..

Main jahaan rahta tha, wahin pados mein ek vidhwa budhiya rahti thi. Budhiya matlab itni budhiya nahin ke kamar jhuka ke lakdi ke sahare se chale, par uske naati pote thay, uske gharwaale Europe mein rahte thay.

Wo Bharat mein apni property ki dekhbhaal karte huye yahin rahti thi, dikhne mein kaafi khoobsurat thi. Gora rang, ubhre huye uroj, ghane baal, lambi naak, gulaabi honth, kasa hua badan, ekdum sudaul is umra mein bhi.

Meri uske saath achhi jamti thi, main majaak mein use dost kaha karta tha.

Ek din main uske ghar mein baithe TV dekh raha tha. TV par ek boodha boodhi ka romance scene dekh ke maine usse poocha- Ai dost! Aap ab bhi itni khoobsurat dikhti ho, jawaani mein to bahut se ladke aap par marrte honge?

‘Hat, Kuch bhi poochta hai? Kahte huye wo sharmaai.
‘Are dost! Bataao na! Mujhe dost maanti ho na? Phir dost ko nahin bataaogi? bataao na marrte thay ya nahin?’ Maine phir poocha.
‘Haan!’ Usne sharmaate huye jawaab diya, jawaab dete huye unke gaal sharm se laal ho gaye thay.

‘Hay… kitne thay?’ Maine shararat mein poocha. ‘Bahut saare thay!’ Unhone phir laja kar jawaab diya.
‘Unmen se aapko koi pasand aaya tha?’ Main baat ko badha raha tha. ‘Haan…’ Unhone hanskar sharmaate huye kaha.

‘Kaun tha, kaisa tha?’ Maine utsuktawash poocha. ‘Mere hi class mein tha.’
‘Kaisa dikhta tha?’
‘Tumhaari hi tarah… ‘O ho! Kahin isiliye to mujhse dosti nahin ki?’

‘Hat, besharm, kuch bhi bolta hain. Main ab boodhi ho chuki hoon.’
‘Aisa aapko lagta hai.
‘Ek budhiya se aise baaten nahin karte.’ Usane kaha.
‘Aap budhiya nahin, gudiya ho, pyaari si gudiya!’

Tumhara dimaag kharaab ho gaya hai jo aisi ulti seedhi baatein kar rahe ho.’
‘Aap ki kasam, Aap ab bhi bahut khoobsurat lagti ho. Itni ki jawaan bhi aap pe dore daalne lagega.’
‘Tum aaj paaglon jaisi baaten kar rahe ho! paagal ho gaye ho?’ Wo boli.

Unki baat sunakar main jhat se utha aur baahar chala gaya, Wo peeche se mujhe awaaz deti rahi par main ruka nahin.
Shaam ko jab maine unki door bell bajaayi wo mujh par gussa ho gayi, Kahne lagi- Dopahar mein main itni awaaz de rahi thi phir bhi gusse se chale gaye.

‘Aap par kaise gussa ho sakta hoon? Aap to meri dost ho.’
‘Phir chale kyon gaye achanak? ‘Iske liye!’ Kahte huye maine bag se lakdi ki ek gudiya nikaal kar unko dikha di.

‘Gudiya?’ Usne poochha. ‘Ahan, Gudiya nahin, ye aap ho, aap is gudiya ki tarah sundar ho. Yehi main dopahar mein bhi kah raha tha.’

‘Yeh aaj ho kya gaya hain tumhen?’ ‘Aap jo khud ko budhiya samajh rahi ho, mujhe usse aapatti hai.’
‘Aap aaj bhi saaj shringaar karogi to is gudiya ki tarah hi khoobsurat dikhogi.’

‘Ab kiske liye shringaar karoon? Ab to naate poti bhi aa gaye.’ ‘Aane do, Unke aane se aapki khoobsurati kam nahin hui.’
‘Arre pagle! Par ab shringaar kar ke kya karungi? Kis ko dikhaaungi?’
‘Main jo hoon, dekhne waala!’ ‘Hat pagle, Kuch bhi paaglon jaisa badbada raha hai too!’

‘Ye dekho!’ Maine use bag dikhaate huye kaha. ‘Kya?’ Usne aashcharya se poocha. ‘Is bag mein waise hi kapde aur jewar hain jaise is gudiya ke hain.’

‘Tum sach mein paagal to nahin huye na?’ Usne un kapdon ko aur jewaron ko dekhte huye poocha.
‘Mere liye ek baar ise pahno, Phir dekho khud ko, please!’

Usne hanste huye mere haath se kapdon ka bag liya aur bedroom mein chali gayi.
Jab wo lautkar waapas hall mein aayi to bilkul us gudiya ki tarah hi lag rahi thi jo maine use dikhaai thi.

Wo sharmaati huyi mere paas aakar khadi ho gayi. Is umar mein sirf mera dil rakhne ke liye usne shringaar kiya tha.
Maine sofe par rakhi gudiya uthayi aur uske aankhon ke saamne pakad lee, Maan lo main bolna chah raha hoon ki ‘dekho khud ko aur is gudiya ko!’

Wo gudiya ko dekh lajjit huyi aur gaalon mein hi hansne lagi. ‘Haay, Jo bhi is sharm ko aur is smile ko dekhega wo apna dil nikaal ke aapke kadmon mein rakh dega.’

‘Ek baat kahoon?’ Maine uski tareef karte huye poocha. ‘Kaho!’ Dheeme swar mein wo lajaati huyi boli.

Aap is gudiya se bhi jyaada sundar lag rahi ho. Wo hansi- Aaj bade dinon ke baad main khud ko tarotaaza mehasoos kar rahi hoon, Tumhaari badaulat! Kahte kahte uski aankhen bhar aayi.

‘He gudiya! ro mat!’ Kahte huye maine uske ansoo pochhe aur use apne seene se laga liya.
Mujhe khushi huyi ki aap meri wajah se phir ek baar jawaan ho gayi. ‘Hat…’ Kahte huye usne mere seene par apna haath maara.

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