Main Aurat Hoon – Part II

Hi all,

Main aapki “Sana CD” phir se apni kahani lekar haazir hu. Aap logon ne “Main Aurat Hoon – Part I” padha hai,…. Jin logon ne nahin padha main unko kehna chahungi kii pehle woh padh le tab aur zyada samajh aayega.

Mujhe bahut saare e-mails bhi aaye hai, main koshish karti hu sabko “reply” karne kii par agar nahin kar paati toh bura mat manna.

Pichhle part mein aapne padha kaise maine ek “Uncle” (Mere Papa ke dost,Aakash) ke lund ko choos kar unka “ras” pee gayi thi.

Ab aage,….

Hum dono kucch der sofa pe hii baithe rahe, main unki baahon mein. Hum apne saanson ko “control” kar rahe the. Aakash bole,”Kasam se Sana darling,Kya choosti ho. Aisa toh koi asli girl bhi nahin kar sakti. Mazaa aa gaya.” Apni tareef sunkar kis “ladki” ko accha nahin lagega, main bhi bahut khush hui kii main ek mard ko khush kar sakti hu. TV par abhi bhi woh Shemale porn movie chal raha tha par ab woh shemale doggy-style mein apne andar le rahi thi. Main, Aakash ke chest pe apna sar rakhkar, dhyan se woh scene dekh rahi thi aur dheere-se unka lund sehla rahi thi, khel rahi thi.

Abhi jhadne ke wajah se woh chhota ho gaya tha par phir bhi ek mard ke lund ko haath mein lekar khelne se mujhe bahut accha lag raha tha. Hum thodi der aise hii baithe rahe, hum apne drinks peete rahe aur woh movie dekhte rahe. Movie dekhte hue Aakash ne kaha,”Sana,tumhe pata hai ladkiyaan ek mard ko khush karne ke liye aur bhi bahut kuchh karti hai?” Main samajh gayi woh kya kehna chahte hai toh maine jawaab diya,”Haan, Aakash,main jaanti hu. Main tumhe poori tarah se khush karna chahti hu.Kaho,ab kya karoon ?” Unke chehre pe ek bahut pyari muskurahat aa gayi. Naa jaane kyon unka woh muskurata chehra dekhkar mera dil bhar gaya. Maine unka face pakadkar unke lips par ek lamba kiss kar diya. Unhone mujhe kaskar apne baahon mein jakad liya jis se main chahkar bhi chhoot nahin sakti thi par chhootna kisko tha. Woh sofa se uth khade huye, mujhe kheench kar uthaya aur bole,”Chalo bedroom mein chalte hai. Aaj main tumhe sikhaunga ek mard ko kaise khush karte hai.” Maine kaha,”Chalo,darling,main bhi seekhna chahti hu woh har tareeka jis se ek mard fully khush hota hai.”

Hum jaise hii bedroom mein pahunche, unhone mujhe deewar pe peeth lagakar khada kiya aur apna poora weight se mujhse chipak gaye mujhe zor se kiss karne lage. Main bhi unke kisses ka jawaab de rahi thi, unke tongue ko apne honthon ke beech mein lekar choosne lagi. Unke haath mere badan par daud rahe the,kabhi mere neck pe toh kabhi meri saree thoda-sa hatakar mere navel par. Phir unhone mujhe ghuma diya, ab main deewar ko face karke khadi thi aur woh mere blouse ke upar se mere peeth ko chaat rahe the,chum rahe the, halke-se daant bhi gada diye. Apne honth mere kaan ke paas laakar bole,”Sana,meri rani, sirf mard hii ko khush nahin hona hota. Ladki ko bhi toh mazaa aana chahiye. Kaho, tumko mazaa aa raha hai,naa.” Main palat gayi aur jawaab ke taur pe unko ek aur lamba French kiss kiya. Mujhe aur kuchh kehne kii zaroorat nahin padi,woh samajh gaye kii meri pyaas abhi tak nahin bujhi hai,mujhe aur chahiye tha.

Unhone ek jhatke mein meri saree ka palloo kheencha, main gol-gol ghumte hue bed tak jaa pahunchi aur saree mere badan se utarti chali gayi. Ab main bed ke paas sirf blouse-petticoat mein khadi thi, Unhone dheere-se mujhe bed pe lita diya aur mere cleavage ko kiss karne lage,lick karne lage,kabhi mere neck pe bhi kiss karte. Unke harkaton se main bhi paagal ho rahi thi. Unhone mere blouse mein haath daala aur kheencha. Saare hooks phat gaye aur woh blouse bhi mere badan se utar gaya. Unhone mere bra ke upar se hii mere nipples ko kiss kiya,chaatne lage,kabhi-kabhi halka-sa bite bhi karte. “Oohhhhhhh Aakash,aur chooso inhein. Yeh toh tumhare moonh ke liye hii hai. Kha jaao inko.” Maine khud apna bra nikalte hue kaha,” Kaash,mere bhi kisi ladki ke jaise boobs hote.” Unhone mere nipple se apna moonh hatate hue kaha,”Sana rani, kabhi khud ko kisi ladki se kam nahin samajhna.Itne bade nipples toh kisi ladki ke bhi nahin hote,itna naram-aur-garam jism kisi ladki se kam nahin.Maine aajtak kabhi itni meethi chuchiyaan ‘taste’ nahin kiya hai.Kaash main tumhe pregnant kar sakta toh inse main hii choos-choos ke saara doodh pee jaata.” Aur phir se mere nipple pe apna zubaan chalane lag gaye.

Ek nipple ko bacche ke tarah chooste toh doosre ko apne haathon se nichodte rahte. Main unke baalon mein apni unliyaan phira rahi thi,”Haan,mere raja,aur choose inhein. Aur dabao, zor se dabao mere boobs ko. Mujhe bahut achha lag raha hai.” Woh kaafi der tak mere nipples chooste rahe, masalte rahe aur jab hate toh maine dekha mere ‘boobs’ pe laal nishaan ho gaye the. Phir dheere-dheere mujhe kiss karte-karte neeche sarakne lage. Mere pet pe kiss kiya, mere belly-button pe apna zubaan ghuma diya aur neeche khisakte chale gaye. (Main apne school ke swimming team mein thi, isliye apne-aap ko completely smooth rakhti thi aur ek flat stomach bhi tha)