Khet Mein Lund Ki Holi Bhaujai Ki Gaand Mein

Gaaon ki Bhabhi ke saath khule mein chudai ki jaane waali sex stories aap logon ko agar pasand hogi to is kahani ko padhen jo mere saath bhi kuch aisa hua..

Dosto, Mera naam Abhishek Yadav hai main gaaon ka rahne waala hoon. B.Sc karne ke liye main gaaon chhodkar Gazipur shahar chala aaya. Main padhaai ki shaaili aur shareer ki banawat, in donon mein nipun hoon.

Main peechle 5-6 saalon se Antarvasna Desi Stories dot com ki kahaniyon ko nitya padhta aa raha hoon, kabhi jhoothi kahaniyan likhne ka mann karta magar anubhav na hone ke kaaran likh nahin paata tha.

Yeh mere pahle sex ki pahli kahani hai jo bilkul sachhi hai.

Peechle dinon main holi ki chhutti mein gaaon aaya tha, Gaaon ki khushboo hi alag hoti hai.
Main gaaon ka chhokra, umra 20 saal, lamba kad, gora rang, hasht-pusht gatheela shareer, ling mota-sudaul 8 inch ka liye huye bhi mutth maarta tha.

Aksar gaaon ke ladke sharmeele type ke majnu hote hain main bhi unmen se ek tha. Waise to gaaon ki ladkiyan makeup nahin karti magar kudarat ka karishma hoti hain saahab ! Main gaaon ka sabse sharmeela, Yoon kahe to main kisi ko aaj tak bhari nigaahon se dekha nahin tha.

Magar mutth maarte waqt gaaon ki sabhi kunwaari baalaaon wa bhaujaiyon ki chut maarta tha.
Majaal kya thi saahab jo kisi bhaujai ko choo bhar sakoon! Lekin bhaujaiyan hoti hi aisi hain jinke ek ek shabd se lund khada hokar, gotiyon se 135 degree ka kone bana le.

Haan to mudde pe aate hain, Main gaaon aaya hua tha, gaaon ke log apne kaamon mein vyast thay aur main Antarvasna Desi Stories dot com ki Sima Signh ki Chut par lagbhag pahla bhaag padhne tak main dobaara mutth maar chuka tha.
Mera lund choohe ki tarah sikud kar 4 inch ka ho gaya tha.

Jab kahani khatm huyi to main gaaon ke baahar ghoomne nikal pada. Kuch der tahalne ke baad main apne gehoon ke khet tak pahuncha.
Peshaab lagi thi magar ho nahin raha tha, Do baar mutth jo maari thi, maine der tak peshaab karne ka asafal prayaas kiya tab tak gotiya shithil ho gayi thi.

Kuch der baad mujhe char-charahat ki awaaz sunaai di, aage badh kar dekha to koi apne hi gaaon ki aurat thi jo gehoon kaat rahi thi.
Peeche se gaand itni moti thi ki cricket ke balle ka nichla sira bhi daal de to uski gaand jas ki tas. Mutth maarne ke baad logon ki vasna waise hi kam ho jaati hai magar mere bheetar ki aag us moti gaand ko dekhkar chaar gune utsaah se dhadhak rahi thi.

Main turant gehoon ki fasal mein chhip gaya aur jhurmut se uski gaand utha-uthakar fasal ki kataai ko dekh raha tha.
Idhar darr bhi laga rahta ki kahin koi gaaon ka aadmi na aa jaaye, warna holi se pahle hi meri khoon ki holi kar dega, udhar wo item usi bhaav mein kataai kar rahi thi. Kuch der baad wo uthi aur bagal ke khet mein apna peticoat utha kar mootne lagi.

‘Arre ee ka? Sukumari bhauji…?’ Ekaek munh se nikal pada. Asal mein ye wahi Sukumari bhauji hain jo 3-4 holi se meri pant khol kar rang daalti aur gariyaati bhi khoob thi, inka mard Dubai kamata hai.

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