Pooja ki Tadapti Jawani – Part 3

Kya sapna dekha tha maine! Sapne mein Pooja puri nangi hokar mere samne khadi thi. Aur apni jawani mujhpar lootane ko bekarar thi. Par jaise hi main uske karreb gaya meri neend khul gayi.

Main afsos kar hi raha tha ki sapna sach hone ka waqt aa chuka tha. Pooja puri nangi hokar balcony ki zameen par padi bharish mein bheegti hui apne jism se khel rahi thi. Uske husn ne, uski jawani ne mujhe apne bass mein kar liya tha.

Main apni dar apni had sab bhulakar uski balcony mein aa gaya tha. Maine bhi apne sare kapde uatar pheke tha. Pooja wahan letkar apni chuchiyon ko maslti hui sisak rahi thi. Woh kabhi apni choot ko sehlati toh kabhi apni chuchiyon ko.

Usne message mein likha tha ki ‘yeh mauka dubara nahi milega.’ Woh sayad issi mauke ki bat kar rahi thi. Fir kya tha! Maine uske dono jhanghon ko pakda aur, uski choot par toot pada.

Mere dono hath uski chuchiyon ko jor jor se daba rahe the. Aur main danton se uski choot ko kat kat kar chat raha tha. Main bina jhijhak uske jism se khel raha tha. Ab khud ko rok pana mushkil tha.

Maine toh socha tha shayad Pooja mujhe rok degi. Iss liye main paglon ki tarah uski jor jor se uski chuchiyon ko dabata hue uski choot ko chat raha tha. Maine jaise hi uske badan ko chhua uski mun se ek ah nikal gayi. Woh toh bas ahen bharti hui jor jor se sisakne lagi.

Pooja – Aaram se ah… uff. Aaram se hmm. Aah meri choot. Sir aram se main mar jayungi. Uff kitna accha lag raha hai.

Par main kahan rukne wala tha. Main aur jor jor se uski choot chatne laga. Kabhi uski jhangon ko katta toh kabhi uski choot ko chatta. Kabhi jeeb se uske choot ko andar tak chat jata.

Pooja bass machalti hui apne pair phelakar uss barish mein maze se apni choot chatwa rahi thi. Main uski choot par patde pani ko chat kar pi ja raha tha.

Pooja – Han han, kha jao na isse, ye kabse tadap rahi hai apke hooton ke chuwan ke liye. Main kabse taras rahi thi, apse apni choot chatwane ko. Uff dekho na sir, main kaise puri nangi pad hun apki akhon ke samne. Apne kitni der kardi. Main kabse se aise tadap rahi thi sir.

Murari – Han Pooja main bhi kabse tadap raha hun, tumhari jawani se apni pyass bhujhane ko.

Pooja – Han sir bhujha lo apni pyass, main bhi toh kabse pyassi hun. Kabse tadap rahi hun. Meri bhi pyass bhuja do na. Main toh kabse appar apni jawani lootane ko bekarar thi. Par ap toh mauke pe mauka gawate rahe.

Pooja – Maine toh apke samne apni towel girakar nangi khadi thi uss din, apne khud ko kyun roka sir. Aaj bhi mujhe kitna tadapaya hai sir. Aap jab bhi office mein mujhe kisina kissi bahane se chute main bilkul tadap uthti. Aaj main sabka hisab karungi.

Murari – Toh iss liye iss meeting par ane ke liye bekarar thi, Sorry Pooja, par main kya karta, main hun hi aisa. Bass ab dekho aj tumhari pyass maine kaise bhujhata hun. Aaj ki ye rat, aj ki ye barish tum kabhi bhul nahi paogi Pooja. Uss din ka bhi jo nahi kar paya aj sudh samten tumse wasol karunga.

Murari – Par main daru lana toh bhul hi gaya.

Pooja – Jara udhar toh dekho sir.

Main dekhta hun usne pass mein hi daru ki kuch bottle rakhi hai.

Murari – Tumne toh puri tyari kar rakhi hai, Pooja. Tumhe yakin tha ki main ayunga.

Pooja – Han sar main toh kabse apki rah dekh rahi thi. Main toh apke room mein bhi gayi thi. Par ap itne ghare neend mein tha.

Murari – Kya tadap hai tumhari Pooja.

Main ab glass dhundta hun, toh Pooja kehti hai.

Pooja – Glass ki kya jarurat hai, aj main hi apni glas hun. Mere badan se hi isse sharab ko pi jao na.

Aur aisa kehte huye wo beth jati hai, Aur bottle se apne badan par dheere dheer daru dalne lagti hai. Kya nazara tha. Woh kabhi apne boobs par sharab dalti toh kabhi apne chehre par.

Aur main uske badan se sharab pine laga, kabhi uski chuchiyon se sharab chat chat kar pita, Toh kabhi uske choot se.

Murari – Maine sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha Pooja ki tuma aisa karogi.

Pooja – Ab baten hi karoge sir, ki mere badan se ye sharab piyoge.

Ab main uske choot par se sarab pine laga. Woh ek hath se daru apne chuchiyon par dalti aur woh uske badan se behta hua, uski choot par aa raha tha. Ek hath se woh mere ballon ko pakad kar apne choot par mera sar ragadti.

Main waise hi uski choot ko jor jor se kata huya chat chat kar sharab pi raha tha. Woh puri madmast hokar, moan kar rahi thi. Aur fir kya tha. Usne jor se anhen bhari aur, Uske choot ne pani chood diya.

Maine uska sara pani pi gaya.

Murari – Ab meri bari thi.

Ab maine apne badan par sharb dalne laga. Aur Pooja mere badan ko charo taraf chat chat kar sharab pi rahi thi. Usne mere khad lund liya aur usse jor jor se chusne lagi. Mere lund par behte sharab ko wo lund se sath chuss rahi thi.

Maine uske ballon ko pakad maze se usse lund chusa raha tha. Usne bhi mere lund se nikle pani ko pi liya. Kuch muth uske chuchiyon par bhi gir gaya. Aur uska chehra mere muth se sana tha.

Murari – Dekho na Pooja aj maine apne pyar ke ras se tumhe rang diya. Kaise tumhre chere par tumhar boobs par mere muth laga huya hai.

Pooja – Chodo sar main isse saf karkar ati hun.

Murari – Aisi bat hai toh challo na woh pas wale jharne tak chalte hain. Bahut maza ayega.

Pooja – Bap re sir aise khule mein puri nangi hokar jaun?

Murari – Tumhi ne toh kaha tha na aj Main puri rat aise hi azzad hokar jeena chahti hun. Toh ab dar kaisa. Waise bhi kaun hoga itni rat ko, pura sunsan hai ye jagah. Aisa mauka dubara nhai milega tumhe hi kaha tha. Ab tumhari marzi Pooja. Main ab jharne par hi tumhara intezar krunga.

Murari – Meri ye kabse fantasy hai Pooja ki kabhi aise khuleam tumhare sath sex karun. Kya meri yeh fantasy puri nahi karogi. Fir kabhi na ye rat hogi, na ye sunsan jagah, aur na ye barish.

Aur aisa kehte huye main balcony se niche utara aur chai ke bagiche se hotta huya jharne tak jane laga.

Main jharne tak gaya aur wahan Pooja ka intezar karne laga. Kya Pooja aise khuleam puri nangi hokar jharne tak ayegi, ya meri yeh tadap adhuri reh jayegi.