Budhiya Ko Gudiya Bana Kar Choda

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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.

Uske usi haath par maine apna haath rakha aur poocha- Aapko jawaan karne ki bakshish nahin milegi?
‘Kya bakshish doon?’ Unhone hanste huye poocha. ‘Sundar gudiya ke sundar gaalon ki pappi…’ Maine shararat karte huye kaha.

‘Jaao le lo, sofe par hi padi hai!’ Mujhe chidhaati huyi wo boli.
‘Lakdi ki gudiya ki nahin is chamde ki gudiya ki!’ Kahte huye maine unke gaalon ki pappi le lee.
‘Ye kya kiya tumne? Tum jawaan ho, main boodhi hoon. Yehi hamaare jeewan ki sachhai hai!’ Usne mayoosi mein kaha.

Maine uski thodi ko uppar utha kar kaha- Is waqt aap jitni sundar lag rahi ho na, Us sundarta ko dekhkar aapke chaahne waalon ki line lag jaayegi.
‘Kuch bhi?’ Wo sharmaate huye boli. ‘Kuch bhi nahin, mera to dil kar raha hai ki main aapko propose karoon!’ Maine hanste huye kaha.

‘To karo, Main bhi dekhoon ki tum mujhe kaise propose karte ho?’
‘Mera propose karne ka style auron jaisa nahin hoga, bilkul hat ke hoga.’
‘Karo to sahi, Dekhoon to tumhara hat ke waala style?’

Maine fauran use apni godi mein uthaya aur kaha- Gudiya, Mera dil tum par aa gaya hai, Mera pyaar tumhen sweekar hai ya nahin?
Gardan na mein hilaati uske munh se haan jaisi awaaz niklee, Jaise koi ladki haan karna chahti ho par nakhre dikhakar na kahe- Tum to fail ho gaye, Tumhara propose to kisi kaam nahin aaya.

‘Aur bol rahe thay mera propose karne ka style bilkul hat ke hoga.’ Usne taana kaste huye kaha.

‘Alag style dikhaya kahan hai abhi?’ Maine kaha. ‘To dikhaao na, roka kisne hai?’ Wo chidhaate huye boli.
‘He, Gudiya main tumhen tahe dil se chahta hoon, Is liye main chahta hoon ki tum bhi mujhse prem karo. Agar tum mera prem sweekar karogi to main tumhen jannat ki sair karaaunga.

Aur agar prem asweekar karogi to kamar ke neeche ka haath hata kar tumhe zameen par gira doonga phir jannat ki bajaay hospital ki sair karaaunga. Ab tum kaho ki tumhen kahaan jaana hai? Jannat ya hospital?

‘Jannat… jannat…’ Kahte huye girrne se bachne ke liye unhone mere gale mein haath daal diye.
Maine fat se jhukkar unke honthon mein apne honth daale aur unhen kiss karne laga. Wo khud ko door karne ki koshish karne lagi par maine aisa hone nahin diya.

‘Yeh tumne kya kiya?’ Jab main ruka to unhone naraaz hote huye poocha.
‘Kya hua?’ Main ise bas ek khel samajh rahi thi.
‘Aap ise khel samjho ya haqueeqat, par main sach mein aapka kaayal ho gaya hoon.’ ‘Lekin ye galat hai..’

‘Kya mera aapko chahna galat hai?’ ‘Haan, kyonki main ek boodhi vidhwa hoon, aur tum ek kunwaare naujawaan ho.’
‘Pyaar umar dekhkar nahin hota. Isiliye to andha hota hai.’

‘Aap bhi andhi ho jaao aur doob jao ismen!’ ‘Kyon aisi zidd kar rahe ho, jisse tumhaara nuksaan hoga. Tum jawaan ho, khoobsurat ho, koi bhi achhi ladki tumhen chah sakti hai. Main tumhen kya sukh doongi?’

‘Aap wo sukh de sakti ho, jo shayad ek jawaan ladki na de sake.’
‘Ye waham hai tumhaara!’ ‘Nahin, Yeh waham nahin haqueeqat hai.’ Kahte huye maine phir se unhen kiss karna shuru kar diya.

Saalon se uske badan ko kisi ne pyaar se chhua nahin tha, Aaj mere choone se uske sharir mein phir se yauwan ras daudne laga tha.
Barson ka anchhua badan aaj jawaan baahon mein phir ek baar uttejit ho raha tha. Isi ka asar tha ki is baar usne mere kiss ka virodh nahin kiya balki wo bhi mere baalon ko sahlaati huyi mera saath dene lagi.

Main waise hi use godi mein kiss karte huye uske bedroom mein laaya, Wahaan use bed par litakar khud us par is tarah let gaya ki uske yoni pradesh par mera tana hua lund ragad khaaye.

Phir maine use maathe par, bhawon par, aankhon par, naak par, gaal par, seene par har jagah chooma, saath hi apni kamar ko uski kamar par dabaaye main lund ko chut mein gadaane ki koshish kar raha tha.

Ab wo mast ho chuki thi, maine dheere dheere use nangi kar diya, Usne bhi wahi mere saath kiya, hamaare nange badan aapas mein ragadne lage.

Thodi hi der mein maine apna lund uski chut mein dhakke ke saath ghusa diya.
‘Aa aa aa…’ Dard ke maare wo karaah uthi.
Saalon se uski chut mein kisi ka lund nahin gaya tha, Dard to hona hi tha use!

‘Bas thoda sah lo, Gudiya!’ Kahte huye main dhakke maarne laga.
Wo thodi der dard mein karahati rahi par baad mein relax ho gayi, uska dard kam hokar use maza aane laga.

Wo bhi neeche se kamar uchkaane lagi., Dhakke par dhakke lagate rahe tab tak jab tak sab kuch shaant nahin hua. Hum dono bhi ek doosre ko lipatkar pade rahe.

Kahani kaalpanik hai par iske baare mein aapke jo bhi achhe sujhaao hon, Aap mujhe mail kar dijiye. Faaltu mail mein aapka aur mera keemati waqt jaaya mat hone dijiye.

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Raviraj Mumbai
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Doston main us adhik umra aurat ki khoobsurati ko dekhkar uske saath romance karne ki kalpana kiya jisse us budhiya ke armaan jaag gaye aur baat romance se shuru hokar chudai tak pahunch gayi jise is sex stories in hindi ke jariye aapke saamne laaya.. Aap doston ko kaisi lagi meri yeh kalpanik gaatha apne vichaar jarur share karen..

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