Bondhur Dada Amay Chude Dilo

Offffff…….Rudrada, tomar Neha rani ke puro puri nengto korte ektukuo
lajja korlo na? Ar eto monojog diye ki dekhcho?” Ami lajja peye ek hat
diye tar gud ar anno hat diye tar mai jora ke dhakte dhkate bollam. Ami
satti bolchi Neha rani, aaj obdi ami emon chokh dhaddano sexy meye
dekhini. Amar ei bechara laura ta ke aaj tumi nirash koro naa, etake
ektu tomar guder ras khete dao. Thik ache jodi amake naa dite chao
tahole antoto amar laurar mundi ta ke tomar gude dhukiye bar kore nite
dao.

Bechara ektu tomar guder ras kheye nebe. Eibar to thik ache?”“Thik
ache Rudrada, tobe amake chudbe naa to?” Ami jene bujhe choda kotha tar
use korlam. Amar mukh theke chodar katha sune Rudrada dhanno hoye gelo.
Naa, Neha rani ami tomake chudbo naa. Tumi na bolle ami tomake kemon
kore chudte pari?” Ei bole Rudrada egiye ese akake nangto obosthay
joriye dhorlo ar bichana te shueye dilo.

Tarpor o pagoler moton amar sara shorire chumu khete laglo. Ei bar o
amar duto uru ke choriye dilo. Amar duto urur majh khane dekhe Rudrada
riti moto pagoler moton hoye gelen. Forsa shave kora phola phola tolpet
er majhkhan theke amar khola gud ta emon bhabe unki marchilo jeno gud ta
koto din theke kichu khaye ni. Ami nengto hoe nijer bondhur dadar samne
nijer duto paa khule pore chilam.

Lajja te ami du hat diye nijer mukh ta dheke rekhleo Rudradar samne
tar duto paa choriye nijer gud keliye shuye roilam, Rudrada, tumi oto ki
khuntiye khuntiye dekhcho?”
“Neha rani, ami swarger darja dekhchi. Please amake badha diyo na. Ki
sundor tomar guder jaigata ekdom makhoner moto molayem ar bedanar moto
lal tuktuke guder papdi gulo? Eto sundor gud ta te kokhono bal rakhona?”

“Ei janno jate tomar moto cholera amay bhalo kore chudte pare.”Oohh
oh! Neha rani tomar ei katha sune ghayel hoye gelam.” Rudrada ar thakte
parlo na. O jhunke amar mon matano guder mukhe chumu kheye nilo ar tar
por aste aste gud ta ke chata shuru kore dilo. Amar mukh theke na na
rakomer awaj berote laglo, Isss..aaaaa. .aaaaah.. .iiiiisssss.
.uuunnnnnnhh.” Rudrada nijer jiv ta amar guder bhetore dhokate laglo ar
bar korte laglen. Ar ami chatphat korte korte, “Oooopph …aaaaaah.

Rudradaaaaaaa. aaa…aiiiii” bolte laglam. Amar gud theke bhaloke
bhaloke chotchote atha atha ar mishti mishti ras bar hote laglo ar tate
Rudradar mukh bhore jete laglo. Ami choda khabar janno akuli bikuli
korte korte nijer komor tule tule nijer gud ta Rudradar mukhe ghoste
laglam. Rudradar puro mukhta amar guder rase bhije gelo ar atha atha
hoye gelo. Eibar Rudrada mone mone thik korlo je

Neha rani ke chodar someye eshe geche ar tai o amar duto paa tule
hantu theke mure amar booker kache niye gelo. Emni kore paa tule mure
dewa te amar gud ta oporer dike uthe elo ar gud tar mukh bara gelar
janno haan kore royilo. Rudrada nijer gadar moto lamba ar mota laura ta
ke hate kore dhore amar khola guder mukhe rekhe duto phanker majh khane
ghoste laglo. Amiar shojjo korte parchilam naa.

Isssssssssss. … Rudrada, amake keno koshto dichho? Tomar mota ota to
amar eitar ras chakte chilo, tahole tumi taratari tomar ota amar etar
modhhey dhukiye dao naa keno?” Amar book ta dharphor korchilo .

”Neha rani tomar gud ta ekbare pounrootir moton phola phola.”
“Tomar pachondo hoyeche?”
“Bhishon bhabe.” Tahole niye nao taratari. Eibar dhukiye dao taratari,
please.” Aminijer komor tola diye laura ta ke nijer gude dhokabar chesta
korte korte bollam. Rudrada nijer laurar mundi ta ektu chepe chepe amar
guder chera te ghoste ghoste aste kore thap marlo. Amar gud ta tar
roshe eto bhije giyechilo aae pechol hoye giyechilo je Rudradar laurar
mundi ta gop kore guder phutor bhetore dhuke gelo.

Aaaiiiii…. ..aaaah babbbbbbb…….aaaa…tomar ta anek motaaaaaaa. Ami more jaboooooo.”

“Kichu hobe na Neha rani” ei bole Rudrada amar duto mai du hate
muthor modhhe dhore tipte tipte ekta jore thap marlen ar Rudradar ¼
laura ta amar gude dhukiye dilo.
“oooi…maaaa. .aaaaah.. ..aaaaaaaiii. ……… aaahhh. .Rudradaaaa…..tumiiiiii……aah… amakieee chudcho……. Issss….”

Bhalo na lagle bolo ami bar kore nichhi, Neha
rani.”Naaaaa……aaaaaaaa……khuub bhalo lagche……..aaaaa.. ..ooooh.
Tumiiiiii…..to….boleeeee chile je amakeeeeee……chudbeeeeeee naaaaaaa?”Ami
tomake kothaye chudchi?” Ami amar bara ta ke tomar guder rosh khowachi.
Gude na dhukle amar laura tomar guder rosh kemon kore khabe?Rudrada
laura ta ke adha mundi obdi baire ber kore ekta patnai thap marlo ar
laura ta prayee 8” obdi Amar guder chor chor kore dhuke gelo. Ami
baithar chote kunkiye uthlam.

“Aaaaaaa. ……… ..pleaaaaaase. …aaaaaa. ah..ah..ah. .ah
tomaaaaar…..ta…..anekkkkkk……borooooo, Rudradaaaaa. Aaaiiaaa….ami puro ta
nite parbo naaaaaaaa. Aaa……aah. …ekhono aroooo koto ta bakiiiiiii
acheeeeeeeee? Aahh.”
“Bas ar ektu khani baire ache Neha rani.”

“Ohhhhhhh, Rudradaaaa aaaajj amar ta phetee jabee.Naaa, Neha rani
tomar ta phatbe na. Tumi eto chotphot korcho jeno aaj prothom bar tomar
gude laura dhokano hoyeche.”

“Rudrada, purushder amar modhhe anek bar dhukeche. Ahhhaaa. ….. kintu
aaj prothom bar kon godar moto ota amar bhetore dhukeche. ……aaaaaaaah.
…”Bus Neha rani aro ektu khani koshto kore nao.

Tar pore ami amar ta tomar guder bhetor theke bar kore nebo.”Ei bole
Rudrada Neha ranir guder roshe bheja laura ta prayee puro ta bar kore
niye Amar boro boro mai duto du hate niye ek ta jordar thap marlen.
Eibare Rudradar 11” mushol ta puro puri amar guder bhetore dhuke gelo.
Rudradar je kono sanrer moton boro boro bichi duto Neha ranir uthe thaka
pachar opore achre pore thik jeno chipke gelo.