Pooja Madam Ki Mast Kahani – Part 1

Dosto ye meri 4 sex story hai, mene students aur bholi bhali teacher part 1, 2, 3 aur teacher jyoti with her father’s friend bhi likhi hai, jise aap sab ne bhut pasand kiya, ab jada bore na krte hue sidhe story par ate hain.

Pooja ek shaadisuda aurat thi, pooja ki age 30 saal thi uski shaadi ko 2 saal hue the, vo apne pati se bhut pyar krti thi, pooja behad hi khoobsurat thi uske ek ek sang esa bna tha ki mano kisi ne sanche me dhal kar bnaya ho, uski patli kamar gulabi lips kamar tak ate kale bal.

Uske nukile 34 size ke boobs jise dekh kar kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jae aur sabse achi uski 38 size ki gand jo uski khoobsurarti me char chand lgati thi, pooja ek sanskari ladki thi usne apne pati ke alawa kisi ko kabhi aankh utha kar nhi dekha tha.

Pooja ek 3 storey building ki 1 floor me apne pati ke sath rhti thi, 2 floor par ek Neha name ki lady apne pati ke sath rhti thi, neha ka figure 32 26 34 tha, neha bhi bhut khoobsurat thi aur ground floor par divya apne husband ke sath rhti thi, divya bhi bhut hi sundar thi uski age 28 saal thi, uska figure 34 26 36 tha.

Pooja divya aur neha mein jada bhi banti thi, kyo ki divya aur neha dono hi bhut ghamandi ladies thi, in tino ghar me ek Nathu name ka naukar kam krta tha, jo subah 9 se 12 divya 1 se 4 pooja aur 5 se 8 bje tak neha ke yha kam krta tha.

Kuch din time gujarata gya, pooja hmesa sochti thi ki nathu neha ke yha 5 se 8 ki jagah 5 se 11 bje tak kam krta hai aur paise sabse brabar leta hai, ek din pooja nathu se puchti hai.

Pooja – nathu tum paise brabar lete ho sabse lekin us neha ke yha kam jada krte ho.

Nathu – no madam aisi koi baat nhi hai.

Pooja – are bat q nhi hai, tum uske yha se rat ke 11 bje tak kam krte ho.

Nathu – madam neha ji bhut achi hai vo mera bhut khayal rkhti hai, mere lie khana kapde sab deti hai.

Pooja sochne lgi acha ye bat hai, mein to neha ko bhut ghamandi samjhti thi lekin vo to bdi caring hai.

Pooja – acha ye btao mein tume ye sab dun to tum mere yha jada kam kroge.

Nathu – nhi madam, aap neha madam ki tarah nhi ho skti.

Pooja – kya bak rhe ho, mein q nhi ho skti uske jaisa,

Nathu – neha madam jaise mera khayal rkhti hai, aap rakh paogi, aap ke bas ki bat nhi hai,

Pooja ab gusse me aa jati hai.

Pooja – jada gun na gao uske, mein promise krti hun ki usse jada khayal rkhungi.

Nathu – lekin nein kese man lun, pta chale ke aap ne bad me mna kar diya, to mein to dhobi ka kutta ban jaunga.

Pooja ke lie ab ye ijjat ki bat thu.

Pooja – thik hain mein apne pati ki kasam kha kar khti hun, ki usse jada khayal rakhungi.

Nathu – kasam to jhunthi bhi ho skti hai madam.

Pooja – kya bakwas hai, mein kasam ko bhut manti hun, mein apni ma ki bhi kasam kha rhi hun.

Pooja ko bilkul bhi idea nhi tha ki uske sath kya hon ja rha hai.

Nathu – dekhiye madam, neha madam meri rakhail hain, vo mera khayal aisi rkhti hai jaise ek rakhail apne malik ka rkhti hai, ab aap banogi meri rakhail, ek rakhail kya 2 krti hai vo apko pta hai, apko neha se bhi achi rakhail banna hoga.

Pooja ye sunkar lagbhag behosh si ho gayi, uske pairon ke niche se jamin nikal gayi, use kuch nhi samjh aa rha tha ki ye kya hua.Ek shadi shuda ghamandi neha jaisi lady ek naukar ki rakhail, kai bichar uske man me dhal rhe the.

Nathu – ab agar aap ne mna kiya to soch lena.Apke pati aur ma dono mar jaenge.Aapne kasam jo khayi hai, khair aap soch liya mein kal ata hun, aap apna jwaw bta dena.

Ye bolkar pooja ko sadme me chhodkar nathu vha se chala jata hai.

Pooja to mano ek gahre sadme me ja chuki thi, sham ko karib 6 bje vo balcony me ayi to usne dekha ki neha market ja rhi hai.

Neha – gud evening pooji ji kesi hai aap.

Pooja, gud evening mein achi hun aap kesi ho, ( man me sochte hue, sali kesi natanki krti hai, kitni sarif ban rhi hai, kutiya sali nathu ki rakhai.)

Neha – bas apki kripa hai, acha mein chalti hun.

(pooja man hi man khti hai, sali kripa to nathu ke lund ki hai, han ja ja jaldi jo hona hoga, rakhail hai tu nathua ki ja jaldi nhi to vo chatni bna dega)

Pooja aur sochti hai, ki sali kese matak 2 kar gand hila rhi hai, sali ese hi mata 2 kar chudti hogi, rakhail khi ki.

Pooja fir sochti ki nathu se kya khegi vo, fir vo vo usse mna krne ki sochti ho, chahe bhale hi kasam toot jae vo ye ganda kam nhi kregi.