Stachu Game – Part 7

Ab maine dheere-2 dono haathon me fanse stano ko dabana shuru kiya… Ye kahani aap desi kahani dot net par padh rhe hai.

Dosto, ise kehte hai kismat, ek hi din me, dono behno ke boobs daba raha tha main aur dono ko hi is baat ki jaankaari nahi thi ki main is waqt dono se maje le raha hu… Dimple to khair so rahi thi, par neha didi bhi land choosne me itni busy thi ki unka mere dusre haath par dhyaan hi nahi gaya..

Par jo bhi tha, maja bahut mil raha tha… maine mahsoos kiya ki mere lagataar masalne se Dimple ke nipple dheere-dheere akadne lage hai.. yaani neend me hi sahi par wo uttejit ho rahi hai.

Ek baar ke liye to mujhe laga ki wo jaag na jaaye par uske boobs ko masalte hue na jaane kaisa nasha sa chad gaya tha mujhpar ki mai bhi risk lete hue uske boobs ko masalne me laga raha aur dono bahno ke boobs masalte hue mere land me ek ajeeb si khareesh hone lagi jo is baat ka sanket tha ki main kabhi bhi jhad sakta hu…

Main neha didi ko sachet karna chahta tha ki mere land se kabhi bhi maal nikal sakta hai par pata nahi kya laalach mujhe wo bolne se rok gaya… shayad meri ek fantasy thi jisme main apne land ka paani kisi ladki ko poora pila dena chahta tha, usi ne mujhe unhe sachet hone se rok diya…

Aur fir wahi hua, jise na jaane kitni baar sochkar maine bathroom me mutth maari thi… mere land se dhadadhad safed paani nikal kar neha didi ke muh me jaane laga…

Pehle to wo ek dam se hadbada si gayi, par na jaane mujhme kaha se itni besharmi aa gayi ki maine unke sir ke upar haath lagaakar land ko baahar hi nahi nikaalne diya aur jhakk maarkar unhe wo saara ras peena hi pada…

Aur shayad ek-do ghoont peene ke baad unhe bhi uska swaad accha laga tha kyonki fir wo khud hi apne sir ko upar neeche karke mere land ko kisi icecream ki tarha choos rahi thi aur aakhiri ki boond nikal jaane ke baad bhi wo use choosne me lagi rahi jaise koi karishma hoga aur ek baar fir se doodh niklega mere land se.

Maine apna haath tab tak Dimple ke boobs se hata liya tha… mere land ka soup peekar wo muskuraati hui si upar aayi aur mujhe daboch kar boli : “bada chalaak hota jaa raha hai tu… kyo mera sir press karke mujhe apni cream khilayi…”

Maine bhi muskurate hue poocha : “kyo… acchi nahi lagi kya meri cream….”

Wo mere nichude hue land ko marodti hui boli : “acchi to mujhe ye itni lagi hai ki aaj ke baad isme se nikalne waali har boond par mera hi hak hoga… samjhe… aur khabardaar jo kabhi bhi masterbate karke isko waste karne ki sochi to… jab bhi man kare to mujhe bada dena… I will suck it off….”

Itna kehte hue usne apni lambi si jeebh nikaal kar mere honthon ko kisi naagin ki tarha chaat liya… mujhe to didi ke is roop ko dekhkar darr sa lag raha tha ki aage na jaane aur kaise-kaise roop dikhayegi ye…

Kaafi der ho chuki thi, mann to mera aur bhi kuch karne ko tha par dar bhi lag raha tha ki koi aa na jaaye, isliye abhi ke liye didi ko good night kehkar apne room me jaana hi sahi samjha maine..

Jaate hue maine aakhiri baar Dimple ke nange seene ko jee bharkar dekha, aur mujhe uski taraf ghoorte dekhte hue didi ne bhi dekh liya aur sabse pehle unhone uski t shirt ko neeche kiya, baad me apni t shirt pehni..

Kahani padhne ke baad apne vichar niche comment section me jarur likhe, taaki story.evros-vit.ru par kahaniyon ka ye dor apke liye yun hi chalta rhe.

Saaf jaahir tha wo mujhpar apna hi haq samajh rahi thi, aur mujhe kisi aur ki taraf akarshit hote hue bhi nahi dekhna chahti thi… mujhe aage jo bhi karna tha, wo sab in sab baton ka dhyaan karte hue hi karna tha.

Par wo kehte hai na jo kismat me likha hota hai, use tumhare paas aane se koi rok hi nahi sakta…

Didi ne apni taraf se to koshish kar li thi ki Dimple ko dekhkar main aakarshit na ho jaau, par Dimple par to unka koi control nahi tha na, aur agle din kuch aisa hua ki wo bechari bhi kuch nahi kar paayi Dimple aur mujhe kuch khaas karne se…

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