Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Diwali with neighbours wife( Chimpir Mak r Atombomb)
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Pinki Bordoiloir Pink Yuni(Panbazar)
Her name is Pinky ( name changed for privacy but her name starts with P ). She is 35, fair, 5'5", and with proper shapes married, have one kid and husband working in NY. she has seen my profile in orkut and in facebook and then contacted me through mail to my yahoo id
she enquired about me and took my contact on the first chat. then later on we had chat over the phone. During with she said that she cant pay money. Though it was little disappointing i wanted to enjoy time with her. I said its not a problem and she mentioned that she cant do anything in her locality for privacy.
Since i'm staying in the room, i asked if it is ok with her if she come to my place, to which she said only in day time, before that she wanted to meet me in public place and wanted to make sure that i'm real and no stings attached..
I was ok with that and she fixed the place to meet on monday evening at Patny. I reached their by 4PM and she came little late. When i have seen her for the irst time my cock wanted to jump out instantly. she was in jeans and low cut tshirt. and all her shapes were clearly visible.
She smiled at me and and we both went into an icecream parlor. we both had a normal chat as if we r friends for a long time.. and by the time she was living she said that she is desperate to have man to satisfies her physical needs, to which i said u could have get any of ur friends or neighbours or any you like then whats the reason she want a stranger, to which she said that that would ruin her marriage and her reputation..
Then we decided yo meet on Wednesday morning at 10am near station and from there to my place. As decided we met her on wednesday morning.. man she was looking awesome that day, she has come in her indica car, and she got ready and decorated herself as if she is a new bride. I was soo hapy and wanted to fuck her there itself.. But patience is virtue...
She drive the car to my place and we both stepped into my room.. she asked for water, and sat on my bed and started looking to all things.. she spotted my guitar and wanted me to pay it for her.. she was so courious and wanted to learn the instrument. then i said
me: pinky you are looking like a new bride.
pinky: really, thank you kumar...
me : welcome... hmm how would like me to be with you and serve you today..
Pinky ; to be frank kumarr, I love my husband, but I'm missing him, I'm nerves.. I want you be my husband today..
Me : dont be nerves, see we are friends yesterday and today I'm your darling husband...
saying that i took hold of her hands into mine and kissed on her palms.. she gave a jerk, i looked into her eyes and could clearly see the mixture or lust and nervesness.. I said dont worry, and moved next to her and kept my right hand over her shoulder and left hand on her left thigh and pressed it slightly.. she morned a little and closed her eyes..
i wanted to be little wild with this unsatisfied lady and bit her on her neck to which morned loud and arched and fell back onto the bed.. that is it the wild animal in me has raised and i jumped onto her and started to kiss her wildly on her lips.. ohhh myy godddd she started responding soo wildly... she started kissing me all over my face and riped off my shirt..
I took off all my cloths and pulled off all her sary and she was lying in her lingers.. with her tali in her neck..
she looked straight into my eyes and said I'm your wife, what are u looking at, come on fuck the hell out of mee...
Bout i got whole day.. and i wanted to tease her to the max.. so i went down to her legs and started kissing and licking her legs, then slowly moved on to her thigh.. then i noticed that her brest size increased and her nipple were standing strong, at same time her pussy was wet and leaking juices.
This was the first time me looking at a nude women and i was fully enjoying this...
i came onto her pussy.. and touched the upper part of her pussy entrance.. she jerked off shouting loudly and arcked her body..
i slowly started taking her lips of her pussy in between my lips and sucking them and she was enjoying it like a bad women... she was holding my head with her both hands and pushed me into her pussy.. and in less time she cummed on my face... this was the first time i have seen any women cumming , the smell made me wilder and i all that tasted salty..
all the while i was pressing her big breast wildly and pinching those black big stiff nipples.. after cumming she fell on bed as she is lifeless.. i looked into her eyes and said..
me : how is it darling?
Pinky : with a heavy breath, i feel like in heaven, even my real husband did not do this to me anytime... I love to di in your hands ra.. love mee... fuck mee.. i'm all yours...
with this i understood that she is a very caring women, and she was looking super sexy with all her romantic words..
I lied next to her looking into her eyes, she moved into my arms and said, ilove you and hugged me tightly.. by this my cock was rock solid and was hurting..
I took her hand and placed it on to my cock.. and she holded it tightly..
Me : have you ever sucked a cock??
Pinky : nooooooo.....
Me : Come on then try it.. and bought my cook to her mouth..
she hesitatingly took out her tongue and touched the head of the cock and then slowly started taking it in.., and guyzz i'm telling you it felt like i'm dying with pleasure every second she sucked it... and about 15min i was about to cum, i told her, she took it out and started pumping my cock faster and all my spirm soothed onto her face... she felt like vomiting and ran into wash room.... i helped her t clean up and them moved into bead room..
now i really wanted to fuck her and make her taste the real sex life.. i made her stand near the cooler and lifted her left leg and placed it on the stool near the cooler and asked her to lean to the wall and take support.. i came from behind and started to kiss her back.. she dont know what i was upto and kept on asking kumar what are you doing, whats on your mind..
i came to her from back close to her and held her by her navel pressing her back on to my cock and said darling wifes should submit to their husbands, dont has anything.. enjoy this new adventure .. and suddenly pushed my cock into her pussy, to which she shouted loudly and gasped for air.... and i slowly started moving in and out..
i noticed tears rolling out.. i was afraid that i might hurt her, i stopped and asked if everything is ok with her.. to which she said, budhu... i'm enjoying this... dont stop. then i started fucking her slowly and she started making sounds ummmmmmmm, ahhhhhh, muuuuu.. ahhhhhhahhhhhhh, amaamaaaaaaaaaa.........
these made me go wild and i stared to fuck her like a wild Dog.. and the sounds of lust and tap tap filled the room...
I fucked her 20min and i was about to discharge my sperm again i said that in her she said do it inside her and with in no time i have shooted my hot sperm into her pussy.. we both collapsed onto the bed holding each other tightly..
by the then time was 3pm in the evening.. and she had a call from her friend.. she got up and said that its time for her to leave.. as we have agreed to the tearms that we will remove all the contacts from each other, i gave her my mobile and she deleted her contact and her pic that she sent to identify her from her mobile and thanked me for my honesty and pleasure that she had with me... while leaving , she turned to me and said thank you kumar and kissed me and took out 5000Rs/- giving me said she would love to meet me again, this time for longer duration.. and she left that day...
We only had email contacts only, and when she needs she only will give me msg as friend in order to avoid any issued.. till then i'll have to wait..
Since i'm staying in the room, i asked if it is ok with her if she come to my place, to which she said only in day time, before that she wanted to meet me in public place and wanted to make sure that i'm real and no stings attached..
I was ok with that and she fixed the place to meet on monday evening at Patny. I reached their by 4PM and she came little late. When i have seen her for the irst time my cock wanted to jump out instantly. she was in jeans and low cut tshirt. and all her shapes were clearly visible.
She smiled at me and and we both went into an icecream parlor. we both had a normal chat as if we r friends for a long time.. and by the time she was living she said that she is desperate to have man to satisfies her physical needs, to which i said u could have get any of ur friends or neighbours or any you like then whats the reason she want a stranger, to which she said that that would ruin her marriage and her reputation..
Then we decided yo meet on Wednesday morning at 10am near station and from there to my place. As decided we met her on wednesday morning.. man she was looking awesome that day, she has come in her indica car, and she got ready and decorated herself as if she is a new bride. I was soo hapy and wanted to fuck her there itself.. But patience is virtue...
She drive the car to my place and we both stepped into my room.. she asked for water, and sat on my bed and started looking to all things.. she spotted my guitar and wanted me to pay it for her.. she was so courious and wanted to learn the instrument. then i said
me: pinky you are looking like a new bride.
pinky: really, thank you kumar...
me : welcome... hmm how would like me to be with you and serve you today..
Pinky ; to be frank kumarr, I love my husband, but I'm missing him, I'm nerves.. I want you be my husband today..
Me : dont be nerves, see we are friends yesterday and today I'm your darling husband...
saying that i took hold of her hands into mine and kissed on her palms.. she gave a jerk, i looked into her eyes and could clearly see the mixture or lust and nervesness.. I said dont worry, and moved next to her and kept my right hand over her shoulder and left hand on her left thigh and pressed it slightly.. she morned a little and closed her eyes..
i wanted to be little wild with this unsatisfied lady and bit her on her neck to which morned loud and arched and fell back onto the bed.. that is it the wild animal in me has raised and i jumped onto her and started to kiss her wildly on her lips.. ohhh myy godddd she started responding soo wildly... she started kissing me all over my face and riped off my shirt..
I took off all my cloths and pulled off all her sary and she was lying in her lingers.. with her tali in her neck..
she looked straight into my eyes and said I'm your wife, what are u looking at, come on fuck the hell out of mee...
Bout i got whole day.. and i wanted to tease her to the max.. so i went down to her legs and started kissing and licking her legs, then slowly moved on to her thigh.. then i noticed that her brest size increased and her nipple were standing strong, at same time her pussy was wet and leaking juices.
This was the first time me looking at a nude women and i was fully enjoying this...
i came onto her pussy.. and touched the upper part of her pussy entrance.. she jerked off shouting loudly and arcked her body..
i slowly started taking her lips of her pussy in between my lips and sucking them and she was enjoying it like a bad women... she was holding my head with her both hands and pushed me into her pussy.. and in less time she cummed on my face... this was the first time i have seen any women cumming , the smell made me wilder and i all that tasted salty..
all the while i was pressing her big breast wildly and pinching those black big stiff nipples.. after cumming she fell on bed as she is lifeless.. i looked into her eyes and said..
me : how is it darling?
Pinky : with a heavy breath, i feel like in heaven, even my real husband did not do this to me anytime... I love to di in your hands ra.. love mee... fuck mee.. i'm all yours...
with this i understood that she is a very caring women, and she was looking super sexy with all her romantic words..
I lied next to her looking into her eyes, she moved into my arms and said, ilove you and hugged me tightly.. by this my cock was rock solid and was hurting..
I took her hand and placed it on to my cock.. and she holded it tightly..
Me : have you ever sucked a cock??
Pinky : nooooooo.....
Me : Come on then try it.. and bought my cook to her mouth..
she hesitatingly took out her tongue and touched the head of the cock and then slowly started taking it in.., and guyzz i'm telling you it felt like i'm dying with pleasure every second she sucked it... and about 15min i was about to cum, i told her, she took it out and started pumping my cock faster and all my spirm soothed onto her face... she felt like vomiting and ran into wash room.... i helped her t clean up and them moved into bead room..
now i really wanted to fuck her and make her taste the real sex life.. i made her stand near the cooler and lifted her left leg and placed it on the stool near the cooler and asked her to lean to the wall and take support.. i came from behind and started to kiss her back.. she dont know what i was upto and kept on asking kumar what are you doing, whats on your mind..
i came to her from back close to her and held her by her navel pressing her back on to my cock and said darling wifes should submit to their husbands, dont has anything.. enjoy this new adventure .. and suddenly pushed my cock into her pussy, to which she shouted loudly and gasped for air.... and i slowly started moving in and out..
i noticed tears rolling out.. i was afraid that i might hurt her, i stopped and asked if everything is ok with her.. to which she said, budhu... i'm enjoying this... dont stop. then i started fucking her slowly and she started making sounds ummmmmmmm, ahhhhhh, muuuuu.. ahhhhhhahhhhhhh, amaamaaaaaaaaaa.........
these made me go wild and i stared to fuck her like a wild Dog.. and the sounds of lust and tap tap filled the room...
I fucked her 20min and i was about to discharge my sperm again i said that in her she said do it inside her and with in no time i have shooted my hot sperm into her pussy.. we both collapsed onto the bed holding each other tightly..
by the then time was 3pm in the evening.. and she had a call from her friend.. she got up and said that its time for her to leave.. as we have agreed to the tearms that we will remove all the contacts from each other, i gave her my mobile and she deleted her contact and her pic that she sent to identify her from her mobile and thanked me for my honesty and pleasure that she had with me... while leaving , she turned to me and said thank you kumar and kissed me and took out 5000Rs/- giving me said she would love to meet me again, this time for longer duration.. and she left that day...
We only had email contacts only, and when she needs she only will give me msg as friend in order to avoid any issued.. till then i'll have to wait..
English Madam r ow-fuliya Yuni Aru mur koni
kothato moi HS 1st yr thoka homoyor, mame hoday amak atoms r bihoye kiba kibi bujai thake, mur hole mamor kotha murot eku nuhumai,moi khali bhabi thaku mamor logot sex koi kene lagibo.mame classot hodai question hudhe, baki hokolue answer koi thake moi kintu ketiyau kobo nuaru.mamor kotha bhabi bhabi moi hodai 2 bar ke masterbate koru, heibabe sage mur healtho bea hoi goisil.edin classor pasot mame muk nijor officet matile,mamor officet ekhon table, keikhon man soki, aru kahot eta almarit ekhupa man kitap asil(manuhe imaan kitap keneke pohe moi ekebare buji nepau).mame aji sari pindhi ahisil chocalate colouror ratipua dhua suli tetiyaloike hukuai nasil ,imaan morom loga dekha hoisil mamok hei roopot.mame tabler hitu pare bohi kiba ekhon kitaap pohi asil.moi kolu-may i come in maam.
mame kole- aha rubul soki ekhon ani bohi lua.moi mamor opposite sidet soki khon ani bohi lolu.
mame kole tumar poha huna dine dine imaan bea hoi goise, eibilaak ki number paisa examot mame muk tinimohia poikhar chemistryr bohi dekhuale hosake laaz lagil 100 r vitorot 6 paisu.
mam- tumi poha huna nokora, healtho imaan bea hoi goise ,whts d matter. moi vabilu koie diyu neki je moi apunak chudar kotha vabi thakute pohar homoye napau.mamor next kotha khini huni mur gaa tu koponi uthi gol.
maam-tumi ki besikoi masterbate kora neki, imaan nokoiba.moi chance pai kolu- kintu maam moi je apunak dekhile controlei koibo nuaru. maame lajot ronga poi hudhile tumi ki mur kotha bhabi kora.moi kolu-hoi mam apunar dudu keita dekhi mur lund etiyau thio hoi ase buli koi moi thio hoi teor usorot golu.mur baridal je dangor hoi ase hei kotha pantor bahirorpora dekha jai asil moi mamor haat khon dhori mur bari r uporot thoi dilu. mame pantor uporote heidal khamusi dhoile. moi hauli mamor uthot nijor uthtu logai suma khalu aru suhibo dhorilu, jen uthor vitorot thoka sob ros khai dim.moi soki khon mamor usorot ani bohi lolu aru hatere teor bubu duta pihibo dhorilu, imaan kumol ,uh vogobane je eikeita ki bonaise,moi maamor blouser hook khuli bra tu tolfale nomai dilu aru kesuai gakhir khuar dore nipple tu mur mukhor vitorot humai supibo dhorilu, mam ekebare gorom hoi goisil aru mur moorot hatere pihi pihi kobo dhorile aru khua rubul, tipi tipi ronga koi dia ,bohut dinor murot kunubai suise mur gakhir keita. maamor kotha huni mur aru josh ahi gol aru moi mamor harikhon uporot uthai dilu komoroloike, tar pasot maamor tolot bohi lolu aru mamor duita vori mur kandhot tholu.maamor panty tu mur honmukhot asil( kola rongor) moi panty tu khuli maamor gulopia boos khonor gundho lobo dhorilu, uh ki moja lagisil, moi sob sinta baad di maamor booskhon selekibo dhoilu, prothomote kiba odhbhut huad ete lagile kintu pasot kiba mitha mitha huad eta ahibo dhoile, maame mukhere kiba kibi hobdo koi asil(uh ah moilu) moi kolu maam imaan nisioribo ami ghorot nai departmentot asu. maame laaz koi hahile. moi thio holu aru mur 6 inchir baridaal tair boosor mukhot rakhi jure eta thela dilu,maame dighol uhah eta lole aru kole goru boosot humae dili moi supim buli vabisilu tur koltu.moi kolu supa supi pisot hoi thakibo randi, agote muk sudibo de buli koi ghop ghop kokal maribo dhorilu.mur kotha huni mame hahibo dhorile, moi mamor uth duta supi, hatere dudu kita jure jure tipibo dhorilu.tar paasot moi mamok thio kori dogy positionot bohualu, aru pispinor pora boosot bari humai sudibo dhorilu, tetiya moi maamor tika khonu dekhilu, imaan boga, hatere pokoror futa tu sui diyat mam kopi uthar nisina lagil, moi bari dal boosor pora ulai pokoror futatut thoi jore thela marilu, nai nuhumaal, kahere pisoli gol. maame khong koi kole-pokorot humale mur mukhor pora singor dangorke ulabo, tetiya sob manuh vorti hoi jabo jodi sudiboloi mon ase agfalediei sood.madamor mukhot suda sudi hobdo huna pai aru thakibo nuarilu, pagolor nisinake pisfalor pora boos mari mari malpani vitorot ulai dilu. aaah, ki hukh palu, olop homoy tenekoie kukuror dore lagi thakilu. taar pasot pantu valkori loi tar pora ulai ahilu.
iyar pasot ami praye sex koru ketiyaba hotel book koi koru. mur poha hunao ajikali val hobo dhoile, aru bohut healthyo hoi golu maamor boosor pani khai khai.
Handique College r Suwali
Etiya moi olop mur horir tur bihoye koun, mur gaal dukhon gulopia, ronga uth,piah dutao valei, vori dukhonu dangor dangor, muthote moi dekhat sexy aru hei kothatu moi gaot thakute gam paisilu jetiya gaor deka lora bure mur piah aru tika khon ahute jaute akool dristire sai thake. Ji nohouk guwahati mur vaal lagibo dhorisile,specially amar chemistyr notun sir jon, imaan cute naam dhrubo. Just pass koi join koisehe.Sir imaan decent hoi thake baabe sarok mur bohut bhal lage.Logor suali keitai muk hodai siror logot jukai thake, sire hunio nuhuna vau juri thake, aru mukhor vitorot misikiai thake.
Heidina friday night asil, dinner koi loi bisonaat hui hui siror kotha vabi asilu. vaabi thakute ketiya tuponi ahigol kobo nuaru , kintu eta bar vaal hopun dekhilu, hopunot dhruboi (sir) mur piah keita sui sui suma khai asil,imaan vaal lagisil. Ratipua uthi dekhu mur panty tu ekebare titi goise, moi bathroomot goi sofa koilu aru logote tolor suli bilak shave koi dilu.Heidina classot mur imaan mon boha nasil.Practical koi loi dekhilu dhruboi muk ghuri ghuri sai ase , moi olop patta diyat hi mur kanot kole je class heh huar pasot muk log dhoriba.class heh houte 3 bajil tetiyaloike college prai khali hoi goisil.Moi corridorote roi asilu, dekhilu dhruboi hahi hahi mur fale sai ahi ase, hi log pai muk poha hunar kotha patile taar pasot ami eneye kotha pati pati khuj karibo dhorilu, Hothate taar ki hol najanu mur hatkhon jure khamusi muk hikahor khali classroomtur vitorot loi gol aru dorza khon bondho koi dile, moi eku kobo napautei hi mur kokalot dhori taar gaar kaholoi tani anile aru mur gaale mukhe suma khabo dhorile, prothomote moi eku pattai pua nasilu , pisot muru vaalei lagibo dhorile aru ratipua dekha hapun tur kotha monot poile, hi mur uth duta suhibo dhorile moiu taak support koibo dhorilu, kintu mur mon goisil hi mur piah keita suok, hothate hi mur haatkhon dhori taar lingo tur uporot thole aru mur fale sai kole, bea nupua jodi olop suana,.Taar heidaal imaan dangor , moi pantor uporote heidal khamusi dhorilu aru lahe lahe lorabo dhorilu ,dhrubor mukhole salu ekebare ronga poi goise,moi laheke taar pantor zip daal khuli dilu,taar nila rongor underpantu olop dekha gol, taar pasot moi taar pantor hooktu khuli pura nomai dilu , etiya hi khali underpantu pindhi mur honmukhot roi asil, taar baridal 90 degree angle koi mur fale asil.Moi aru thakibo nuari eketane taar underpanttu tololoi tani dilu, Taar dangor lingo tu mur honmukhot nogno hoi ulai poil, tar bari dal 7 inchi maan hobo sage, aru hi pura shave koi ahisil. moi ag hatere baridal muthi mari dhori lolu aru pasoloi theli dilu lingor agsaaltu pasoloi gusi gol aru gulopia part tu ulai gol, moi angulire gulopia onghsotu sui dilu, dhrubo lorsor koi uthil , hi mur murtut dhori mukh khon lingotur honmukhot ani aagtu mur uthot logai dile, moi lahe ke mukh khon khuli tar bari daal ebaar supi dilu aru taar mukholoi salu, hi soku bondho kori murtu uporor fale koi asil, taar mukh khon dekhi gom palu je hi bor bhal paise, moi hatere taar barir agor saaltu pura tani dilu aru jimaan paru bari daal mukhor vitorot humuai dilu , hi mur mukhor vitorot bari dal ulua humua koibo dhorile , moi jimaan jure paru himaan jure taar bari daal suhibo dhorilu . barir pora olop olop pani ulabo dhorisil , pani khini kiba pisol pisol.Dhruboi ifale mur murot dhori pura mur mukh khon sudi ase aru mukhor vitorot borborai ase kha kha mur baari. Adha ghonta maan tar baari supar pasot moi thio holu aru taak usoror bench khonot bohibo di moi tar kolat bohi lolu aru taar haat keita mur piah keitar uporot thoi dilu, hi imaan jure piah duta tipi dile je moi singori thio hoi dilu, hi mur kokalot dhori jure akou taar kolat bohuai dile, moi taar thio hoi thoka baari daal tikaat lagi thoka feel koibo parilu, hi maya momota nuhuar dore pura jure jure mur piah keita tipibo dhorile aru suridartu uporoloi uthai dile, moi boga rongor bra pindhi asilu, brar rosi daal khuli di hi mur piah eta mukhot humuai supibo dhorile, aah ki moja lagise, moi eitur ashate asilu, eta hatere hi mur hitu piah tipi asil, moi pura khus hoi golu aru feel hol je mur junir pora olop olop pani ulabo dhorise, eibaar hi muk thiyo koi dile taar fale pithi koi aru lagiz tu tololoi tani dile, mur kola rongor pantyr uporotei, hi mur tika khonot kamuribo dhorile, tar pasot mur panty tu tani athuloike nomai dile, aru dui hatere mur tika tu tipibo dhorile, mur hahi uthi gol tikatut nu suboloi imaan ki ase, kintu hi bor agrohere sui thoka babe eku nokolu, hothate mur lagil hi eta angulire mur pokoror futatut sui dile, kiba kiba lagi gol, eibaar muk asorit koi hi mur pokorot suma khabo dhorile, aru jiva khon mur pokoror futatut humai dile. Mor kiba ghin lagi gol tar kando karkhana dekhi, aru moi thio hoi golu, hi muk eibaar taani bench khonot huai dile aru mur uporot uthi baari daal mur jonit logai pura jore thela dile, uh mur boos fatijua jen lagil , taar pasot hi muk osuror dore sudibo dhorile, hosake bor vaal lagibo dhorile, maat bol nuhuake 20 minute maan sudar pasot hi kole tar paani ulabo hoise. moi kolu apunar pani ketiyabar porai ulai ase, hi kole heitu pani nohoi eibaar dangor pani ulabo saba neki buli koi hi muk bench t bohuai mur honmukhot thiyo di taar lingo tu hatere dhori masterbate koibo dhoile, moi sai thakilu mur honmukhot 7 inchir baari daal sapor dore phorphorai thoka, hothate baari dalor mukhor pora saatke kiba kibi hupa ulai mur soku nak mukhot poibo dhorile, moi vabi puar agote boga boga pani hupa mur mukhor sariofale biopi gol ,dhruboi kole eya mur birjyo grahan kora , moi taar underpant ture mur mukh khon sofa koi dilu aru taar biryo taare underpantot logai dilu, dhrubok ekebare satisfied lagisil, moiu monbhori anondo palu.
Sondhiya huat ami ulai ahilu colleger pora , sokidar jone kerake sale amar fale. Dhruboi muk hosteloloike thobo ahil.Iar pasor din bilak amar bohut excitementere jabo dhoile.
Story tu pohi kenekua lagil kobo napahoribo.
Monday, July 23, 2012
জুনমীৰ কামৌয্য হৰণ
After a few weeks, our hostel was empty as all departments classes were in fullswing. I called her around 11AM. It was june and weather was hot. She reached hurriedly, ther was no one in the hostel. I bolted the door and checked the windows , i was so eager that i started kissing and pulling her qameez in the way to room. As soon as we entered the room, she closed the door and given me a big hug. I just bite on her lips and started pressing her boobs over her qameez. She removed her cloths and i removed mine. I made her sit on the chair and asked her to suck my lun but she refused. I pull her with hairs and forced her to suck. She took my Penis in mouth and given me a quick three or four sucking strokes. It was so awesome that i could not narrate. Then i pushed her on the bed side. Someone told me that if you wanna grip tight on girl then keep her on bed side, it will force her to rise her legs and she shall not be able to move back while insertion.
I just took sarson oil from the table and pour it on my Penis and a bit on her Pussy. When i come near the bed she was watching my penis and seem a bit confused but said nothing. I just placed cap of my penise on her pusssy, mount her legs to her chest, gripped her shoulder and ........ with a single powerful thrust i was inside her.... she just screamed in pain ooouuccchhh oouuccchhh ..... aammmiii... saji....nikalo... ooffff.....ooofff... aaammmi....ooff. I just lowered myself, lip locked her, pulled my lun and again given a powerful push into her phudi, she screamed again but this time no noise as i was lip locked with her. Tears were flowing from her eyes but i started pumping her and as it was my first time i wanted to fuck her like animals. She wasjust trying to move under me but my strong grip blocked her. I kept on pumping her fast and after 6 or seven minutes discharged my load in her pussy. I removed the lip lock. She turned her face to other side and started to cry again in low volice. I kissed her boobs, face and tell her that it is only first time, now you shall not feel pain.
She stood from bed and we saw that bed sheet had afew big blood spots, the same were on her thighs and on my penise as well. She started crying again. I just kissed her again. We went to washroom and cleaed ourselves, came out she changed the bed sheet. Meanwhile, i again made a mood, she try to stop me bu what can a naked girl do to a naked boy. I just took her to the bed again and this time i started to fuck her slow, biting her nipples as well. After a few minutes, she started enjoying and even discharged herself. After an hour i returned back home. Since then when ever her mother was out for shopping, she just called me and we enjoyed alot and we are still intact.
ANJALI'S HOT BODY (আনজ়ালীৰ েদহাৰ সূখ)
Anjali is a Bengali
housewife, 45 years old. She is the mother of a son, aged 18 years.
Anjali is fair complexioned, 5 feet 2 inches tall and has a figure of
36-32-36. She is extremely good looking. Her body is heavier on the
lower part but her fleshy, fat buttocks made her more attractive.
Her husband leaves for work by eight and her son leaves for college by half past eight. She has a hectic morning, but later, after finishing her cooking, she has time to relax with books and magazines. Sometimes, talking with friends or relatives on phone also consumes some of her free time. Normally Anjali goes for bath by half past twelve. Bengali housewives usually take their bath quite late - only after they finish cooking, cleaning everything. Anjali looks at the watch. The watch was showing almost one o’clock ! It was high time that she goes for her bath. It was a Thursday and she was waiting for the dhobi. She has again and again told that fellow to come by twelve, but he can not be corrected. Anjali was getting more and more annoyed. How long can she wait? Maybe dhobi wouldn’t turn up only ! When it was one o’clock, Anjali decided not to wait for that fellow any more and went to the bathroom to take her bath.
Just when she drops her shaya (petticoat) and gets naked to start her bath, she heard a doorbell. How annoying ! Who would it be ? Is it dhobi ? No, he must not be that late ! Then ? Maybe some salesman - hell with them ! She is not going to dress up once more and open. But, the door bell was ringing again and again. The person on the other side must be getting impatient ! Then she realized it may be her neighbor’s maidservant. Her neighbor had kept the keys with her and asked her to hand it over to the maidservant. Anjali hurriedly wrapped her saree over her bare body, covered her bare breasts with dark brown aureoles with aanchal (pallu) and came out of the bathroom. She went with the keys, so that she could just open the door as a slit and hand over the keys to the maidservant. As she unlatched the door with a narrow opening, she was furious to find that dhobi fellow, showing a foolish smile.
“YOU !! Just get out from here ! I was waiting for you till one o’clock. Is it the time when one should come to a house ? Didn’t I tell you again and again to come on time ?”
The Bihari man didn’t argue, didn’t react. He just said with his foolish smile, “Aaj der ho giya !”
“Just go out ! I can’t open the door for you now. I even went in to take my bath…”
“Kapra rakh-ke chale jau? Baadme aake kapra le lenge”
Anjali had to let her in. What will that poor fellow do with that big heap of clothes on his head?
The fellow walked in and unloaded his bundle of clothes on the floor. He didn’t look at Anjali in her provocative dress of just a saree without undergarments. He was about to open the bundle, keep the washed clothes and about to leave, but Anjali asked her to wait “Dara ! Ami gune nichchhi !” (Wait! Let me count) Anjali is awfully bad in Hindi.
Once one of her friends told her a story. A Bengali housewife wanted to tell her dhobi, “Keep your washed clothes there, i’ll keep the ones for washing ready” and the translation she made was, “Tum tumhara kapra nikaal do, mai aapna kapra nikalti hu..” Later, when she realized what wrong meaning it might carry, she decided to speak Bengali only with dhobi.
Anjali walked to her room to bring her notebook. As she walked back, the dhobi looked her backside. He couldn’t believe that his madam didn’t have a blouse or a bra. Her back was completely bare, except for the part where the aanchal of her pink cotton saree crossed over her shoulder. As Anjali walked, her buttocks were rhythmically swinging and only then could the man feel the curves and outlines of her buttocks through the semi-transparent effect of her saree. Even her ass-cracks appeared like a crease on her saree. Her pair of bare legs were also prominent clearly under her saree. The man could make out that Anjali wasn’t even wearing her shaya and panty. In no time, the man felt that his manhood was getting erect more and more. He works for many housewives, some of them are much younger than Anjali, but none can match Anjali’s figure and matured looks. When he masturbates, most of the times he imagines Anjali. Ramji, the dhobi is not the only man who masturbates in dream of Anjali. The doodhwalla, for whom Anjali opens the door in the morning in her nightie also masturbates for her. Anjali’s younger sister’s son Deepu unloads his cum thinking of baromasi, whose place he regularly loves to visit. Even Anjali’s 18-year old son Anjan regularly releases tons of semen in imagination his lovely maa. Anjali comes back with a notebook, a pen and her reading glass. As she walks to the front, she modestly covers her boobs with aanchal. But just the saree had a semi-transparent effect. Ramji could make out the dark outlines of her aureoles and the protruding nipples. God ! Could the dhobi ever imagine that he would see his madam in such a provocative dress ?
Anjali could sense that the man was fixing his eyes on her breasts, but she didn’t bother. She had more responsible thing to do - checking the count. Suddenly she noticed that her left breast was partly uncovered - just up to her left nipple. Anjali was red in feelings of shame. She quickly adjusted her aanchal to protect her treasures once more. The count was alright! “kapra baad me aake le jaaun?” He asked.
“Tui esei jakhan porechhis, kapor niye ja” (Since you have come, you can take the clothes as well).
Anjali asked the dhobi to walk in to her bedroom and collect the soiled clothes kept below the aalna (cloth stand). Dhobi collected those, but even those counts had to be recorded. Anjali was sitting on the stool. She realized that in absence of shaya, she couldn’t create pleats of her saree and fold those in. All that she could manage to do was to make a knot below her navel and that knot loosened as she sat down comfortably. She quickly tried to re-make that knot but that made a mess. She had to stand up, unwrap the saree and make the knot once more. It gave Ramji the view that he dreamt of. Anjali had to expose everything - her pair of lovely boobs with dark aureoles, her thick hairy pussy with a slit ! Only for a few seconds though! Ramji walked away with another bundle on his head - the bundle of dirty clothes. Anjali closed the door and came back to the bathroom and looked herself at the mirror. Her face was red in shame. Her ears were radiating intense heat. God! She lost all her shame today ! But didn’t she also secretly enjoy the man’s erection that was creating a big bulge ? She must have ! Why else was her pussy so wet in excitement ?
The incident indeed triggered a great deal of erotic feelings in Anjali. For years, she was virtually sex-starved. It was her husband Amitabha, who had introduced her to the lovely world of sex twenty years back, just after her marriage. It was he, who had taken the most active role in love and sex for the first 15 years of their marriage, but a massive heart attack of Amitabha changed things altogether. Amitabha was advised against intercourse and extreme form of sexual excitements. It was painful for Amitabha to bear this situation. He could otherwise lead a normal life of a busy executive, but any major form of physical exertions that included intercourse was prohibited. Anjali tried her best so that Amitabha could get over that state of depression. Anjali even tried woman-on-top position to help her husband, but fear and sex cannot go together. It was this state of mind, along with heavy dose of anti-BP medicines that gradually developed the impotency in him. Anjali never expressed any complaints or frustrations to her husband, whom she loved intensely. But within her inner core, wasn’t she frustrated?
When desires are suppressed, it takes a different turn. Anjali was eager to satisfy her lust, but she also had a strong sense of morality. It was impossible for her to cheat her husband and develop coital relations with someone else. But when she thought of the incident involving dhobi, she realized that there was a teaser in her. A woman, who may not allow ultimate sex, but tease young men. As a woman, she was extremely shy, but as a teaser, she was daring enough to do anything – this may appear as a contradiction, but isn’t a woman’s mind full of contradictions? Don’t they say a a, when they want to say yes? Her reddish face indeed displayed her blush and at the same time, her wetness showed her lust, her unfulfilled appetite. That night, Anjali was burning with lust. How badly she wished that her husband could have satisfied all her wild desires but she was scared of even attempting any seduction, lest Amitabha ends up with the frustrations for non-performance.
When Anjali realized that Amitabha had gone into deep sleep, she slowly raised her nightie well above her knees. Slowly, she lifted its borders beyond her bushy hair and pushed her fingers well within the pussy slit and filled the air with a musky smell of her wetness. As she rubbed her inner vaginal wall in circles, it made her more and more wet and she heard a faint sound that her own contact was making with her pool of vaginal juices. She rubbed her clit, remembering the lusty looks she could see in Ramji’s eyes when he witnessed her saree’s re-wrapping. In sheer exuberance, Anjali lifted her nightie further, well beyond her boobs and ultimately removed it completely to make herself fully naked. She massaged her own boobs, which made her wild with the thoughts that it was her dhobi, who was pressing her love containers with all the force that he knew. After experiencing the pleasure and pain of her breasts’ squeeze, she inserted her index finger inside her cunt hole and pushed it further and further, up to the point it could travel. She imagined that Ramji was fucking her, as she moved her index finger in and out, in and out, in and out – as many times as she could do without getting tired, each time rubbing her clitoris and getting the climax. But, finger cannot replace a massive rock hard tool that her body wanted badly. And, the extent to which she could sense Ramji’s cock growing bears testimony to the fact that Ramji was gifted with a massive tool that can go rock hard with Anjali’s tease. Anjali slipped in her night gown once more after a prolonged session of self-pleasuring, but couldn’t snatch a sleep. She was feeling restless and sleepless. Her unfulfilled lust couldn’t allow her to sleep.
“Darling, anything wrong with you?” Amitabha asked her.
“No darling-“ she replied.
“You are not getting a sleep”, Amitabha noted.
“Don’t worry. I’ll get it. You sleep. You are tired after a day’s hectic work.”
“I know your problems, Anjali” he said.
“What ?” She asked.
“You are a woman without active sex life for past one year” Amitabha answered, with a sad feeling.
“It’s okay. Maybe, later when your heart condition improves, we can start. What you say?” She tried to console her husband.
“I wish it is. I wish I could fuck you wildly once more.” Amitabha said with a lusty smile.
“You will, darling.” Anjali assured.
Amitabha leaned towards Anjali. Their lips met. Amitabha’s lust was building up, as he passionately kissed every part of Anjali’s lips. Amitabha rolled over Anjali’s body and squeezed her breasts. Anjali moaned in pleasure and tightly embraced Amitabha. Amitabha’s erect cock that made a tent out of his pajama was resting against the softness of his wife’s womanhood, that was so much familiar once upon a time, but for past one year, he was forced to maintain so much of distance from it.
“Now?” He asked.
“Have patience darling – maybe till you can bear the thrusts of penetration, let someone else does it for you” she suggested.
“Wow ! Brilliant idea! But, who is going to be that lucky man.” Amitabha asked.
“Hmmm…that’s the point. But, if I have your permission, let me find it out.” Anjali commented with a naughty smile.
“Beautiful! You have my permission.” Amitabha said.
“Serious?” She enquired.
“Yes, serious.” He said. Then he said softly, “It would be wrong, if I don’t give you my permission.”
Her husband leaves for work by eight and her son leaves for college by half past eight. She has a hectic morning, but later, after finishing her cooking, she has time to relax with books and magazines. Sometimes, talking with friends or relatives on phone also consumes some of her free time. Normally Anjali goes for bath by half past twelve. Bengali housewives usually take their bath quite late - only after they finish cooking, cleaning everything. Anjali looks at the watch. The watch was showing almost one o’clock ! It was high time that she goes for her bath. It was a Thursday and she was waiting for the dhobi. She has again and again told that fellow to come by twelve, but he can not be corrected. Anjali was getting more and more annoyed. How long can she wait? Maybe dhobi wouldn’t turn up only ! When it was one o’clock, Anjali decided not to wait for that fellow any more and went to the bathroom to take her bath.
Just when she drops her shaya (petticoat) and gets naked to start her bath, she heard a doorbell. How annoying ! Who would it be ? Is it dhobi ? No, he must not be that late ! Then ? Maybe some salesman - hell with them ! She is not going to dress up once more and open. But, the door bell was ringing again and again. The person on the other side must be getting impatient ! Then she realized it may be her neighbor’s maidservant. Her neighbor had kept the keys with her and asked her to hand it over to the maidservant. Anjali hurriedly wrapped her saree over her bare body, covered her bare breasts with dark brown aureoles with aanchal (pallu) and came out of the bathroom. She went with the keys, so that she could just open the door as a slit and hand over the keys to the maidservant. As she unlatched the door with a narrow opening, she was furious to find that dhobi fellow, showing a foolish smile.
“YOU !! Just get out from here ! I was waiting for you till one o’clock. Is it the time when one should come to a house ? Didn’t I tell you again and again to come on time ?”
The Bihari man didn’t argue, didn’t react. He just said with his foolish smile, “Aaj der ho giya !”
“Just go out ! I can’t open the door for you now. I even went in to take my bath…”
“Kapra rakh-ke chale jau? Baadme aake kapra le lenge”
Anjali had to let her in. What will that poor fellow do with that big heap of clothes on his head?
The fellow walked in and unloaded his bundle of clothes on the floor. He didn’t look at Anjali in her provocative dress of just a saree without undergarments. He was about to open the bundle, keep the washed clothes and about to leave, but Anjali asked her to wait “Dara ! Ami gune nichchhi !” (Wait! Let me count) Anjali is awfully bad in Hindi.
Once one of her friends told her a story. A Bengali housewife wanted to tell her dhobi, “Keep your washed clothes there, i’ll keep the ones for washing ready” and the translation she made was, “Tum tumhara kapra nikaal do, mai aapna kapra nikalti hu..” Later, when she realized what wrong meaning it might carry, she decided to speak Bengali only with dhobi.
Anjali walked to her room to bring her notebook. As she walked back, the dhobi looked her backside. He couldn’t believe that his madam didn’t have a blouse or a bra. Her back was completely bare, except for the part where the aanchal of her pink cotton saree crossed over her shoulder. As Anjali walked, her buttocks were rhythmically swinging and only then could the man feel the curves and outlines of her buttocks through the semi-transparent effect of her saree. Even her ass-cracks appeared like a crease on her saree. Her pair of bare legs were also prominent clearly under her saree. The man could make out that Anjali wasn’t even wearing her shaya and panty. In no time, the man felt that his manhood was getting erect more and more. He works for many housewives, some of them are much younger than Anjali, but none can match Anjali’s figure and matured looks. When he masturbates, most of the times he imagines Anjali. Ramji, the dhobi is not the only man who masturbates in dream of Anjali. The doodhwalla, for whom Anjali opens the door in the morning in her nightie also masturbates for her. Anjali’s younger sister’s son Deepu unloads his cum thinking of baromasi, whose place he regularly loves to visit. Even Anjali’s 18-year old son Anjan regularly releases tons of semen in imagination his lovely maa. Anjali comes back with a notebook, a pen and her reading glass. As she walks to the front, she modestly covers her boobs with aanchal. But just the saree had a semi-transparent effect. Ramji could make out the dark outlines of her aureoles and the protruding nipples. God ! Could the dhobi ever imagine that he would see his madam in such a provocative dress ?
Anjali could sense that the man was fixing his eyes on her breasts, but she didn’t bother. She had more responsible thing to do - checking the count. Suddenly she noticed that her left breast was partly uncovered - just up to her left nipple. Anjali was red in feelings of shame. She quickly adjusted her aanchal to protect her treasures once more. The count was alright! “kapra baad me aake le jaaun?” He asked.
“Tui esei jakhan porechhis, kapor niye ja” (Since you have come, you can take the clothes as well).
Anjali asked the dhobi to walk in to her bedroom and collect the soiled clothes kept below the aalna (cloth stand). Dhobi collected those, but even those counts had to be recorded. Anjali was sitting on the stool. She realized that in absence of shaya, she couldn’t create pleats of her saree and fold those in. All that she could manage to do was to make a knot below her navel and that knot loosened as she sat down comfortably. She quickly tried to re-make that knot but that made a mess. She had to stand up, unwrap the saree and make the knot once more. It gave Ramji the view that he dreamt of. Anjali had to expose everything - her pair of lovely boobs with dark aureoles, her thick hairy pussy with a slit ! Only for a few seconds though! Ramji walked away with another bundle on his head - the bundle of dirty clothes. Anjali closed the door and came back to the bathroom and looked herself at the mirror. Her face was red in shame. Her ears were radiating intense heat. God! She lost all her shame today ! But didn’t she also secretly enjoy the man’s erection that was creating a big bulge ? She must have ! Why else was her pussy so wet in excitement ?
The incident indeed triggered a great deal of erotic feelings in Anjali. For years, she was virtually sex-starved. It was her husband Amitabha, who had introduced her to the lovely world of sex twenty years back, just after her marriage. It was he, who had taken the most active role in love and sex for the first 15 years of their marriage, but a massive heart attack of Amitabha changed things altogether. Amitabha was advised against intercourse and extreme form of sexual excitements. It was painful for Amitabha to bear this situation. He could otherwise lead a normal life of a busy executive, but any major form of physical exertions that included intercourse was prohibited. Anjali tried her best so that Amitabha could get over that state of depression. Anjali even tried woman-on-top position to help her husband, but fear and sex cannot go together. It was this state of mind, along with heavy dose of anti-BP medicines that gradually developed the impotency in him. Anjali never expressed any complaints or frustrations to her husband, whom she loved intensely. But within her inner core, wasn’t she frustrated?
When desires are suppressed, it takes a different turn. Anjali was eager to satisfy her lust, but she also had a strong sense of morality. It was impossible for her to cheat her husband and develop coital relations with someone else. But when she thought of the incident involving dhobi, she realized that there was a teaser in her. A woman, who may not allow ultimate sex, but tease young men. As a woman, she was extremely shy, but as a teaser, she was daring enough to do anything – this may appear as a contradiction, but isn’t a woman’s mind full of contradictions? Don’t they say a a, when they want to say yes? Her reddish face indeed displayed her blush and at the same time, her wetness showed her lust, her unfulfilled appetite. That night, Anjali was burning with lust. How badly she wished that her husband could have satisfied all her wild desires but she was scared of even attempting any seduction, lest Amitabha ends up with the frustrations for non-performance.
When Anjali realized that Amitabha had gone into deep sleep, she slowly raised her nightie well above her knees. Slowly, she lifted its borders beyond her bushy hair and pushed her fingers well within the pussy slit and filled the air with a musky smell of her wetness. As she rubbed her inner vaginal wall in circles, it made her more and more wet and she heard a faint sound that her own contact was making with her pool of vaginal juices. She rubbed her clit, remembering the lusty looks she could see in Ramji’s eyes when he witnessed her saree’s re-wrapping. In sheer exuberance, Anjali lifted her nightie further, well beyond her boobs and ultimately removed it completely to make herself fully naked. She massaged her own boobs, which made her wild with the thoughts that it was her dhobi, who was pressing her love containers with all the force that he knew. After experiencing the pleasure and pain of her breasts’ squeeze, she inserted her index finger inside her cunt hole and pushed it further and further, up to the point it could travel. She imagined that Ramji was fucking her, as she moved her index finger in and out, in and out, in and out – as many times as she could do without getting tired, each time rubbing her clitoris and getting the climax. But, finger cannot replace a massive rock hard tool that her body wanted badly. And, the extent to which she could sense Ramji’s cock growing bears testimony to the fact that Ramji was gifted with a massive tool that can go rock hard with Anjali’s tease. Anjali slipped in her night gown once more after a prolonged session of self-pleasuring, but couldn’t snatch a sleep. She was feeling restless and sleepless. Her unfulfilled lust couldn’t allow her to sleep.
“Darling, anything wrong with you?” Amitabha asked her.
“No darling-“ she replied.
“You are not getting a sleep”, Amitabha noted.
“Don’t worry. I’ll get it. You sleep. You are tired after a day’s hectic work.”
“I know your problems, Anjali” he said.
“What ?” She asked.
“You are a woman without active sex life for past one year” Amitabha answered, with a sad feeling.
“It’s okay. Maybe, later when your heart condition improves, we can start. What you say?” She tried to console her husband.
“I wish it is. I wish I could fuck you wildly once more.” Amitabha said with a lusty smile.
“You will, darling.” Anjali assured.
Amitabha leaned towards Anjali. Their lips met. Amitabha’s lust was building up, as he passionately kissed every part of Anjali’s lips. Amitabha rolled over Anjali’s body and squeezed her breasts. Anjali moaned in pleasure and tightly embraced Amitabha. Amitabha’s erect cock that made a tent out of his pajama was resting against the softness of his wife’s womanhood, that was so much familiar once upon a time, but for past one year, he was forced to maintain so much of distance from it.
“Now?” He asked.
“Have patience darling – maybe till you can bear the thrusts of penetration, let someone else does it for you” she suggested.
“Wow ! Brilliant idea! But, who is going to be that lucky man.” Amitabha asked.
“Hmmm…that’s the point. But, if I have your permission, let me find it out.” Anjali commented with a naughty smile.
“Beautiful! You have my permission.” Amitabha said.
“Serious?” She enquired.
“Yes, serious.” He said. Then he said softly, “It would be wrong, if I don’t give you my permission.”
Saturday, July 21, 2012
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Aiya mur bandhu makor saite huwa mur samparkar katha likhim, ataye jen nijar valuable comment di muk anuprerna janai..
Mur ghatana tu enedare arambha hai...moi tetiya class 11 manot asilu. Mur tetiya bhikhan sex asil kiyanu pratham pratham sexor maja labaloi arambha karisilu. Moi Tridipor gharat gaisilu praye aru tetiya taar makor prati imaan ata akarshan nasile, kintu jeye din bagari ahile mur makor prati akarshan barhi ahile. Haitu maak janiu dine dine dhunia hai ahile. Kiya janu mur bayakhial tiruta bur besi bhal lagisile. Moi Higher Secondary 2nd yaar paluhi aru kandarpar maku 38 basarat bhari dilehi.Edin kiba kamot tekhet amaar gharat ahisil aru bahirate bahi katha pati asile. Kiya janu seidina moi taik alop beleg dharanar jen lagisil. Tekhetear prati mur akarshan janmiba dharile. Biraat dhunia lagisil. Ejani sundar nari habaloi ji prayujanata sakalu asil teur tate. Phindhan uran khuj katal adiye muk durbal kari tulile. Kandarpae make seidina mekhela chador ajur pindhi ahisil. Bengunia rangar kapahi mekhela chador jurere tekhetak ati sundar lagisil. Lagate ata eke matching bengunia blouse pindhisil. Ati niyarikoi bandha khupatu aru sendurar ranga fut tuwe tekhetak ati sundar kari tulisil. Tekhetak mur bar dhunai lagi gaisil seidina. Teu jen moi bisari thaka mur sapunar tirutajani. Bahirar barandate bahi katha pati asil aru moi aan ata roomar pora khirkire pardar fakere teuk sabaloi dharilu aru teur soundarjya upabhug kariba dharilu.
Seidina mur rati tupani nahile, Kandarpar makor chabi khan sakur agat bhahi thakile. Oh, ki apurup sundari teu. 38 basar bayakhatu teu kunu 18 basaria suwalitke kam nahai. Teur kumal masrin baga dehtut chador khan kiman sundarkai meriyai thaisile. Tekhetar blouse or dingituwe jen teur gal aru pithikhan aru sundar kari tulisilu. Teu biraat dhunia hai sasakoye, sakujurit premor madakota, uth jurit tirbiruwa hahi dhariye muk pagol kari tulisil. Moi kaba nuwarokoi mur lingatu suba dharilu aru ajaan siharan ati anubhav karilu. Moi sakujuri muji teuk bhabiba dharilu. Teur dehar bhajburar maje maje nijak kalpana karilu, mur lingadale teur prati jagi utha akarshanar sahari janaba dharile. Lingatuweo jen teur prati akarshhita habaloi dharile. Moi jurere saku muji mur lingatuk teur prati uthi hai kamonar upabhug labaloi sahayar haat barhalu. Moi uttejito hai parilu aru mur lingadaaleu pratham baror babe kandarpor makor babe sanmati janale.
Ratipuwa huwar lage lage moi teur gharaloi buli dhapoli melilu aru ebaar darshan karar hepahere. Moi teuk sabaloi sasakoi bar mon gol. Moi teulukar ghar goi palugoi. Gatekhan khuli thakutei durat mur mararamor tirutagaraki dekhi bhal lagil. Moi lage lage ata siharan anubhav karilu. Sakalu pahori teuk ro lagi saba dharilu. Ki apurba sundar ei nari. Teu kali amaar gharat pindhi aha bengunia kapur xaaj meli asile. Bengunia mekhela, bengunia chador aru lagate bengunia blouse tu meli thaisile. Moi teuk saboloi dharilu. Teu moi bhabar dare bega petticoat tu juwa kali pindhi ahisile, kiyanu seitu mela asile. Moi juwakali thike kbhabi bhabi moja loisilu, kiyannu moi baga petticoat pindha buliye dharana kari laisilu. Teu taar pisat baltir pora baga brassier tu uliyai meliba dharile, sei drishya dekhi jen mur deh tu jikar khai uthile. Muloi akanu laaj nakari mur sanmukhate teu brassier tu tani tani meli dile. Moi chance te brassier tur design tu manat rakhi thalu, rati bhabute kamot ahiba. Moi teuk sai sai gate paar hai teur kakhat ahi palu. teu muk hahi sambhashan janale aru kale putek nai alop ulai gaise, muk bahibaloi kale drawing roomot.
Moi kalu: "Khuri tenehale nabahu neki. Pisat ahim"
Khuri: "Toi Boh, si ahi paba alop pisat"
Moi: "Thik ase khuri. Khura nai neki"
Khuri: "Ase, pispine kiba kaam kari ase. Moi saah ekap anugoi"
Moi: "Nai nai nalage khuri, moi khaye ahisu."
Khuri: "Nahai moiu ekaap kaam"
Ei buli koi khuriye mur sanmukhate drawing room tu alop sijil kariba dharile. Kandarpar makok aru alop deri sabaloi pai moi nijake dhanyabaad dilu. Mur sakur sanmukhate ei nariye jen nijar sundar sutham deh tu pradarshan kariba dharile. Khurik ajiu bar dhunia lagisil. Ga tu dhui uthar babe bor fresh dekhaisil. Sulit shampoo karisil budhhai, gamusa ekhanere mur tu bandhi thaisile. Sundar mukh khanit sendur labaloi atiyau baki ase. Mekhela chador pindhi asile ajiu khurie. Mur mekhela chadorere tiruta maiki burak bar bhal lage. Kiya janu mekhela chadore maiki sreni tuk bar sundar kari tule. Aru jadi alop middle aged maikiye pindhe tetiya aru dhunia hai pare. Kandarpar maak seyar exact math. Mekhela chador narire deh tu sundarkoi pradarshan kare.
Khuriye Ajur Kola baga combinatior mekhela chador pindhisile. Mekhela khan kola rangar buwa kapurar, tate saru saru ranga , baga aru seujia ful gutha ase. Blouse tu jeljelia cotton kapurar aru talat ata boga brassier pindhisile.pispinor poratu sampurna jiliki uthisil brassier tu. Hookot lagi thaka tag tu prajyanta parhiba para hai asile. Sanmukhar faltu jeniba kina synthetic kapurar sador khan fold kari kori dhaki thaisile. Ahhh sasakoi ki sundar lagisil. Khuriye ebar dubar safa kariba hali jaute moi sadoror sidere bukukhan suwar bhagya ghatil. uff eya ki, blousor sanmukhar fale tu blouse or kapur tu naikiar nisinai hai asile. akol brassier tu jiliki asile, Ei drishya dekhi mur linga daal jaap mari uthile. Itimadhye khurir safa kara hai gaisile aru bhitaroloi sumai gol. Budh hoi mur babe chah anibaloi. Moi ro lagi khurir pithikhonoloi sai thakilu aru mekhelare dhaki thuwa dhunia mangahaal tapina dudhari sai tripti laabh karilu. Alop pisat khuri hatot sahor tray loi ulai ahile. oh my god, teuk eibaar agat koiu besi sexy lagisile, kiyanu murat bandhi thuwa gamusakhan khuli pelaisile aru adha bhija adha sukuwa sulibur meli thaisile. Dhunia kola dighal suli khini mur maramor bandhur makor tol pithiloi pori asile, aru logote sadoror bhaj bur atarai eibar sador khan meli laisile. Kandarpar makor mukhaoloi lubh laga sawoni atare sabaloi dharilu, sailaakh soundarjyar devi teu, mukhat eku make up naxana ajani 38 basaria maiki janik kunu falor pora karubaar maak jen laga nasile. teu jen ajani 16 basaria gabharu he. Imaan simple mukh khani, imaan dhunia teu. Teur boga mukhakhani sendur bulai ahisile sirat aru kopalot ata dhunia sendurar phoot. Sendur luwar pisat teu aru besi dhunia dekhat hai ahise. teuk sai thakiye bhal lagsile, mon karisile gutei jiban ei sundarik sai thakim. Manuhjanir mukh kahniye sabo ne sarir tuwe sabo, eku kam nasile. Mur antarat teur prati bikhan kaam baxana jagi uthile. Teuk suba man gol, feel karibo mon gol. Mur kakhaloi ani teuk alop derir babe nijar kari loba mon gol. Teu sagoi tene eku bhaba nasile, kintu mur ji kunu prakare kandarpar makok khaba mon gol. Gutei manuh garakik khai xekh kari diba man gol. Khurik bikhan sabatiboloi mon gaisile, chah cup muloi agbarhai nijeu ekap loi khaba dharile aru tv tu on kari teu saboloi dharile. Moi sei chance te teur deh tur moja mur sakure labaloi dharilu. Chah khuwar pisat khuri ulai gol aru moiu khirkire bahiroloi sai pathiyalu. Khuriye gharar itu situ kaam kari asile. Moi pardaar fakere teuke sai thakile, teu eku gam napale, moi tv sai thaka buli bhabile aru nijar kamot byasta hai gol. Kunu nathakar chance loi moi lahe lahe hatere mur bari paat suba dharilu. Moi bhabiba dharilu jen teuk moi thiya hai pisfalor pora sabati dharisu. khuriye sutalat thiya hai kiba kari asile. Moi teuk sai thaka buli alopu gam nepale, moi sahas kari eibaar mur daal pura ulai anilu aru teuk sai sai haat mariba dharilu. Moi fantasy karilu jen moi teuk pisfalor pora thiya hai mur bari daal teur kola mekhelat ghahi asu. Mur haat teur dunbahut dhari asu aru mukh khan ni teur galot pihi disu. Baaaaaaaaasssss ...eye mur karone bahut asile. Mur ulai ahile maal pani loge loge. Maal pani ulai thauketei khurir mekhelar talor baga petticoat tu dekhi juwat aru moja palu. Khurik live sai sai haat mari biraat moja lagile. teu matro mur pora das foot maan he durat asile. ene lagisile jen teuk sasai kari asilu. Mur maal pani gutei drawing roomot sitiki parile aru pardatu parile. Alop bhai khalu, kapur sapur thik kari maat lagalu..
Moi: Khuri eii dekhun nahilei.
Khuri: o deri hol dekhun
Moi: Moi jau diyak pisat ahim
Khuri: Nai bah ahi pabohi, TV ke sai thaak
Mur eifale dhara pori jau buli bikhan bhai lagisile. Moi nai nalage diyok buli kai tatkhanat jabo dharilu. Enete mur bahirot meli thuwa kapur bur dekha palu. Seibur dekhi mur akou khurik seibur pindhuwai loi sudiba man ngol . Kintu monot bhayu asile. Enete teur meli thuwa brassier tu sakut parile. Mur tur bukur size tu janiba bikhan mon gol. Moi budhi ata uliyalu. Moi ujati khuwar bahana banai pari galu aru uthute alop samai laguwalu aru brassier or size tu parhi lalu. Hai mur anumaan thikei asil teur brassier size tu. Khuri bar ata sakut nasil sei samayal. Slime asile. Kintu buku khan bor niputol asile jihetu cup size tu dangorei asile. O, thikei 34 C. Gatu saru kintu breast dhunia size or asil. Teur brassier size tu jani mur biraat bhal lagile aru furtire ghar gusi ahilu.
Lahe lahe higer secondary final examor usar palehi. Parhat mon diba lagiya hol. Kandarpa aru moi tution lolu mathsor, gharar kakharei dada ejane class lole, Diganta da. Teu bachellor asile aru akole saru ata room loi asile. Teur gharat subidha nathakar karone amaar ba kandarpar gharate ahi parhuwar katha thik karile aru sekhat khurir gharate thik hol. Mur mantu anandat nasi uthile. Atiya sadai khurik dekhiboloi paam. Teur soundarjya upabhag kariboloi paam buli bhabi biraat furti palu.
Bhaba matei kaam hol. Ami teulukar gharat tution kariba arambha karilu. class sekh halei moi 4 ta maan bajat gai pau aru khurir lagat bahi katha batara hai. Tution 5 tat arambha hai, Diganta da u ahi jai sunkalei, kintu kandarpar aru ata tution thake karone alopp deri hoi. Moi khurir moja loba dharilu , teur dehar bhaje bhaje moi bhabi bilin hoi jau. Dhuniyakoi bandha khupa tu datere kamuri di khuli diba man jai ketiya. Dundin maan suli khulakewu teuk dekhisili, ki sundar dighal wavy kola sulitari teur. Pithir taloloike pora suli khinit mur mukh khan sumuwai diba man gaisil. Blouse or dhak khai thaka pithikhan suli khini side kari suma khaba man gaisil. Sadai teu gharuwa mekhela chadorei pindhi thakisil aru teuk ati dhunia dekhisil. Alankaru tekhete kamei pindhisile aru sei babe aru kamuk dekhisile. Dingit adal sunar chain, kanot simple kanfuli aru hatot dupat maan sunar kharu. Suhataor index fingerot ata dhunia angathi. Moi seibur monot kari loisilu aru rati khurir saite sudar katha bhabute seibur khuli diya bhabisilu. Mekhela chador jur pindhile teur akol dingir pispine alop ulai thaikisil aru pet tu dekha pai thakisilu. Talor boga petticoat alop alop ulai thaisil. Mur karone rati bhabi haat mariboli seye jathesta asile.
Seidina moi tutionor karone jaldi gaisilu. Bahirat diganta dar cycle khan dekhi gam palu teu ahi paisehe. Moi gharaloi sumai galu. Eku sar sabda nuhuwa dekhi moi bhitarar room ataloi sumai galu, jat ami tution karu. Kisumaan adbhut sabda hunat moi asarit halu, moi ami tution kara roomtur khirki khanare lahe koi bhitaraloi sai pathialu. He raam eya moi ki dekhilu, moi nijar sakuke biswas kariba taan palu. Diganta dai khurir saite aibur ki karise, khuriue nijak gatai dise diganta dar hatat nijar lubhaniya dehtu. Diganta dai khurir soundarjya upabhug kari asil, kakhar bisanat khurik suwai loi nijeu khurir kakhat sui khurik epar suma jasi asile. Khurir gale mukhe diganta dai suma khai asile, si jen sakalu pahori gaisil sei muhurtat. Diganta dai khurir mukhat nijar mukh lagai bart triptit khurik supiba dharisil. Tar suhaat khane khurir ranga parir kapahi sadorkhanar uparare khurir dehat bisaran kari furisil. Khurieu jen tripti labh karisil, diganta dak sahajug kari khurireu bar triptire nijar jibhakhan tar mukhat sumuwai di supuwai thakile. Diganta dar haat khan khurir dehtur uparat bisaran kari kari aibar teur bakhyajugalar uparat haat dilehei, ufff ki dhunia drishya aiya. Mur tution sire mur maramar bandhur matrir saite kara ai lila dekhi moi bar uttejito hai uthilu. Mur bujiba baki nathakil kiya diganta da sadai sunkale ahe. Aji moi dughanta agatei ahi paisilu aru budhhai moi imaan sunkale ahim buli bhaba nasile aru seye duyue param amej upabhug kari asile. Khuriye dehar eku kapurei khula nasile aru diganta daiy sakalu pindhiyei asile. Budha hai ami ahi paam buliye tenekoi uparere kari asile. Baru ji ki nahauk moi kintu biraat moja paisilu khurik tenedare dekhi. Diganta dai aibaar khurir bao pinar piyah tu sadorar uparere suhatere muthi mari dile, khuriye anandat nijar meli thuwa bhari dukhan kusai lale aru mukhere dighalkoi ukha ata lale. Diganta dai lahe lahe khurir bao piyah tut tipiba dharile, aru jibhare khurir kanor taluwar pora arambha kari dingi aru kandhat seleki jaba dharile. Khuriye nijar bao haat khan ani diganta dar suhat khan rakhai diba sesta dile jadiu teu jen tene kariba nibisarile. Khuriye nijar bhari dukhan kusuwai diye akou meli diye kariba dharile aru mukhare moan kariba dharile. Bhari khan uthuwa namuwa kari thaka babe khurir boga petticoat aru nila kola phool basa ranga mekhela khan alop uparaloi uthi ahisile, aru khurir dhunia kolaful dudhari ulai parisile, aaahhhh ki dhunia kolaful juri teur, gakhirar nisina boga bhari dekhan dekhi mur pani ulao ulao hol. Moi pantor chain daal khuli mur baari daal uliya lolu aru khurik sai sai mur bari daal muhari di thakiba dharilu. Mur montut anandat bhari parile, khurir nagna dehtu upabhug kariba paam buli. Diganta dai aibaar khurik talat loi teur dehar uparat uthi lale aru duhatere jurere sabati dharile. Diganta dai khurir thuturi aibaar mukhat sumuwai loi supa ata mari dile. Kapurar uparere jen diganta dai nijar barir daal khurir mekhelat hesiba dharile. Mur asarit lagil, khuriye diganta daak kiya nijar deh tu gatai dise, ajani 38 basariya mahilai 25 basariya deka ejanar hatuwai kiya suduwai ase. Diganta dai pagolor nisinakoi khurik sabati dhari jur jur koi sabda kari gale mukhe suma khaisile. Khurir jen sambit ghuri ahile. Khuriye nijake digantar sabatar pora atarai anile aru bisanat thiya hai nijar mekhela sador jur thik kariba dharile. Mekhela khan alop tani eruwai bhaldare pindhi lale. Sador khan akou tani ni bhaldare bandhi lale agaraki bhadra mahilar dare.Aru lahekoi diganta dar kakhat bahi dile. Mur pise seibur dekhi already pani ulai parisile.
Khuriye bisanat bahi suli khini meli dile aru faniyai faniyai diganta daak sudhile:
khuri: saah khabi?
Diganta da: nakhau baidew, beleg kiba ata he kaam (hahi kale)
khuri: khuwalu dekhun imaan deri, piyah napalal? khuriye hahi kale
Diganta da: apunak khai aru piyah polaba pare neki khirada baidew. - aibuli koi diganta dai akou khurik tani ani sabati dharile.
Khuri: sao err ihate ahi paba
Diganta da: imaan jaldi nahe. sihatar class chali ase tu - aiye koi diganta dai nijar mukh khan khurir bukut ghahiba dharile
Khuri: err na, ihate dekhile sarbanaakh haba.
sarbanaak tu haisilei. Moi khuri hatar katha gam palu. Diganta da aru
khurir je joun sambhadha saliba dharise, moi gam pai alu. seikaronei
sahge tution or bahana karisile.
Mur ghatana tu enedare arambha hai...moi tetiya class 11 manot asilu. Mur tetiya bhikhan sex asil kiyanu pratham pratham sexor maja labaloi arambha karisilu. Moi Tridipor gharat gaisilu praye aru tetiya taar makor prati imaan ata akarshan nasile, kintu jeye din bagari ahile mur makor prati akarshan barhi ahile. Haitu maak janiu dine dine dhunia hai ahile. Kiya janu mur bayakhial tiruta bur besi bhal lagisile. Moi Higher Secondary 2nd yaar paluhi aru kandarpar maku 38 basarat bhari dilehi.Edin kiba kamot tekhet amaar gharat ahisil aru bahirate bahi katha pati asile. Kiya janu seidina moi taik alop beleg dharanar jen lagisil. Tekhetear prati mur akarshan janmiba dharile. Biraat dhunia lagisil. Ejani sundar nari habaloi ji prayujanata sakalu asil teur tate. Phindhan uran khuj katal adiye muk durbal kari tulile. Kandarpae make seidina mekhela chador ajur pindhi ahisil. Bengunia rangar kapahi mekhela chador jurere tekhetak ati sundar lagisil. Lagate ata eke matching bengunia blouse pindhisil. Ati niyarikoi bandha khupatu aru sendurar ranga fut tuwe tekhetak ati sundar kari tulisil. Tekhetak mur bar dhunai lagi gaisil seidina. Teu jen moi bisari thaka mur sapunar tirutajani. Bahirar barandate bahi katha pati asil aru moi aan ata roomar pora khirkire pardar fakere teuk sabaloi dharilu aru teur soundarjya upabhug kariba dharilu.
Seidina mur rati tupani nahile, Kandarpar makor chabi khan sakur agat bhahi thakile. Oh, ki apurup sundari teu. 38 basar bayakhatu teu kunu 18 basaria suwalitke kam nahai. Teur kumal masrin baga dehtut chador khan kiman sundarkai meriyai thaisile. Tekhetar blouse or dingituwe jen teur gal aru pithikhan aru sundar kari tulisilu. Teu biraat dhunia hai sasakoye, sakujurit premor madakota, uth jurit tirbiruwa hahi dhariye muk pagol kari tulisil. Moi kaba nuwarokoi mur lingatu suba dharilu aru ajaan siharan ati anubhav karilu. Moi sakujuri muji teuk bhabiba dharilu. Teur dehar bhajburar maje maje nijak kalpana karilu, mur lingadale teur prati jagi utha akarshanar sahari janaba dharile. Lingatuweo jen teur prati akarshhita habaloi dharile. Moi jurere saku muji mur lingatuk teur prati uthi hai kamonar upabhug labaloi sahayar haat barhalu. Moi uttejito hai parilu aru mur lingadaaleu pratham baror babe kandarpor makor babe sanmati janale.
Ratipuwa huwar lage lage moi teur gharaloi buli dhapoli melilu aru ebaar darshan karar hepahere. Moi teuk sabaloi sasakoi bar mon gol. Moi teulukar ghar goi palugoi. Gatekhan khuli thakutei durat mur mararamor tirutagaraki dekhi bhal lagil. Moi lage lage ata siharan anubhav karilu. Sakalu pahori teuk ro lagi saba dharilu. Ki apurba sundar ei nari. Teu kali amaar gharat pindhi aha bengunia kapur xaaj meli asile. Bengunia mekhela, bengunia chador aru lagate bengunia blouse tu meli thaisile. Moi teuk saboloi dharilu. Teu moi bhabar dare bega petticoat tu juwa kali pindhi ahisile, kiyanu seitu mela asile. Moi juwakali thike kbhabi bhabi moja loisilu, kiyannu moi baga petticoat pindha buliye dharana kari laisilu. Teu taar pisat baltir pora baga brassier tu uliyai meliba dharile, sei drishya dekhi jen mur deh tu jikar khai uthile. Muloi akanu laaj nakari mur sanmukhate teu brassier tu tani tani meli dile. Moi chance te brassier tur design tu manat rakhi thalu, rati bhabute kamot ahiba. Moi teuk sai sai gate paar hai teur kakhat ahi palu. teu muk hahi sambhashan janale aru kale putek nai alop ulai gaise, muk bahibaloi kale drawing roomot.
Moi kalu: "Khuri tenehale nabahu neki. Pisat ahim"
Khuri: "Toi Boh, si ahi paba alop pisat"
Moi: "Thik ase khuri. Khura nai neki"
Khuri: "Ase, pispine kiba kaam kari ase. Moi saah ekap anugoi"
Moi: "Nai nai nalage khuri, moi khaye ahisu."
Khuri: "Nahai moiu ekaap kaam"
Ei buli koi khuriye mur sanmukhate drawing room tu alop sijil kariba dharile. Kandarpar makok aru alop deri sabaloi pai moi nijake dhanyabaad dilu. Mur sakur sanmukhate ei nariye jen nijar sundar sutham deh tu pradarshan kariba dharile. Khurik ajiu bar dhunia lagisil. Ga tu dhui uthar babe bor fresh dekhaisil. Sulit shampoo karisil budhhai, gamusa ekhanere mur tu bandhi thaisile. Sundar mukh khanit sendur labaloi atiyau baki ase. Mekhela chador pindhi asile ajiu khurie. Mur mekhela chadorere tiruta maiki burak bar bhal lage. Kiya janu mekhela chadore maiki sreni tuk bar sundar kari tule. Aru jadi alop middle aged maikiye pindhe tetiya aru dhunia hai pare. Kandarpar maak seyar exact math. Mekhela chador narire deh tu sundarkoi pradarshan kare.
Khuriye Ajur Kola baga combinatior mekhela chador pindhisile. Mekhela khan kola rangar buwa kapurar, tate saru saru ranga , baga aru seujia ful gutha ase. Blouse tu jeljelia cotton kapurar aru talat ata boga brassier pindhisile.pispinor poratu sampurna jiliki uthisil brassier tu. Hookot lagi thaka tag tu prajyanta parhiba para hai asile. Sanmukhar faltu jeniba kina synthetic kapurar sador khan fold kari kori dhaki thaisile. Ahhh sasakoi ki sundar lagisil. Khuriye ebar dubar safa kariba hali jaute moi sadoror sidere bukukhan suwar bhagya ghatil. uff eya ki, blousor sanmukhar fale tu blouse or kapur tu naikiar nisinai hai asile. akol brassier tu jiliki asile, Ei drishya dekhi mur linga daal jaap mari uthile. Itimadhye khurir safa kara hai gaisile aru bhitaroloi sumai gol. Budh hoi mur babe chah anibaloi. Moi ro lagi khurir pithikhonoloi sai thakilu aru mekhelare dhaki thuwa dhunia mangahaal tapina dudhari sai tripti laabh karilu. Alop pisat khuri hatot sahor tray loi ulai ahile. oh my god, teuk eibaar agat koiu besi sexy lagisile, kiyanu murat bandhi thuwa gamusakhan khuli pelaisile aru adha bhija adha sukuwa sulibur meli thaisile. Dhunia kola dighal suli khini mur maramor bandhur makor tol pithiloi pori asile, aru logote sadoror bhaj bur atarai eibar sador khan meli laisile. Kandarpar makor mukhaoloi lubh laga sawoni atare sabaloi dharilu, sailaakh soundarjyar devi teu, mukhat eku make up naxana ajani 38 basaria maiki janik kunu falor pora karubaar maak jen laga nasile. teu jen ajani 16 basaria gabharu he. Imaan simple mukh khani, imaan dhunia teu. Teur boga mukhakhani sendur bulai ahisile sirat aru kopalot ata dhunia sendurar phoot. Sendur luwar pisat teu aru besi dhunia dekhat hai ahise. teuk sai thakiye bhal lagsile, mon karisile gutei jiban ei sundarik sai thakim. Manuhjanir mukh kahniye sabo ne sarir tuwe sabo, eku kam nasile. Mur antarat teur prati bikhan kaam baxana jagi uthile. Teuk suba man gol, feel karibo mon gol. Mur kakhaloi ani teuk alop derir babe nijar kari loba mon gol. Teu sagoi tene eku bhaba nasile, kintu mur ji kunu prakare kandarpar makok khaba mon gol. Gutei manuh garakik khai xekh kari diba man gol. Khurik bikhan sabatiboloi mon gaisile, chah cup muloi agbarhai nijeu ekap loi khaba dharile aru tv tu on kari teu saboloi dharile. Moi sei chance te teur deh tur moja mur sakure labaloi dharilu. Chah khuwar pisat khuri ulai gol aru moiu khirkire bahiroloi sai pathiyalu. Khuriye gharar itu situ kaam kari asile. Moi pardaar fakere teuke sai thakile, teu eku gam napale, moi tv sai thaka buli bhabile aru nijar kamot byasta hai gol. Kunu nathakar chance loi moi lahe lahe hatere mur bari paat suba dharilu. Moi bhabiba dharilu jen teuk moi thiya hai pisfalor pora sabati dharisu. khuriye sutalat thiya hai kiba kari asile. Moi teuk sai thaka buli alopu gam nepale, moi sahas kari eibaar mur daal pura ulai anilu aru teuk sai sai haat mariba dharilu. Moi fantasy karilu jen moi teuk pisfalor pora thiya hai mur bari daal teur kola mekhelat ghahi asu. Mur haat teur dunbahut dhari asu aru mukh khan ni teur galot pihi disu. Baaaaaaaaasssss ...eye mur karone bahut asile. Mur ulai ahile maal pani loge loge. Maal pani ulai thauketei khurir mekhelar talor baga petticoat tu dekhi juwat aru moja palu. Khurik live sai sai haat mari biraat moja lagile. teu matro mur pora das foot maan he durat asile. ene lagisile jen teuk sasai kari asilu. Mur maal pani gutei drawing roomot sitiki parile aru pardatu parile. Alop bhai khalu, kapur sapur thik kari maat lagalu..
Moi: Khuri eii dekhun nahilei.
Khuri: o deri hol dekhun
Moi: Moi jau diyak pisat ahim
Khuri: Nai bah ahi pabohi, TV ke sai thaak
Mur eifale dhara pori jau buli bikhan bhai lagisile. Moi nai nalage diyok buli kai tatkhanat jabo dharilu. Enete mur bahirot meli thuwa kapur bur dekha palu. Seibur dekhi mur akou khurik seibur pindhuwai loi sudiba man ngol . Kintu monot bhayu asile. Enete teur meli thuwa brassier tu sakut parile. Mur tur bukur size tu janiba bikhan mon gol. Moi budhi ata uliyalu. Moi ujati khuwar bahana banai pari galu aru uthute alop samai laguwalu aru brassier or size tu parhi lalu. Hai mur anumaan thikei asil teur brassier size tu. Khuri bar ata sakut nasil sei samayal. Slime asile. Kintu buku khan bor niputol asile jihetu cup size tu dangorei asile. O, thikei 34 C. Gatu saru kintu breast dhunia size or asil. Teur brassier size tu jani mur biraat bhal lagile aru furtire ghar gusi ahilu.
Lahe lahe higer secondary final examor usar palehi. Parhat mon diba lagiya hol. Kandarpa aru moi tution lolu mathsor, gharar kakharei dada ejane class lole, Diganta da. Teu bachellor asile aru akole saru ata room loi asile. Teur gharat subidha nathakar karone amaar ba kandarpar gharate ahi parhuwar katha thik karile aru sekhat khurir gharate thik hol. Mur mantu anandat nasi uthile. Atiya sadai khurik dekhiboloi paam. Teur soundarjya upabhag kariboloi paam buli bhabi biraat furti palu.
Bhaba matei kaam hol. Ami teulukar gharat tution kariba arambha karilu. class sekh halei moi 4 ta maan bajat gai pau aru khurir lagat bahi katha batara hai. Tution 5 tat arambha hai, Diganta da u ahi jai sunkalei, kintu kandarpar aru ata tution thake karone alopp deri hoi. Moi khurir moja loba dharilu , teur dehar bhaje bhaje moi bhabi bilin hoi jau. Dhuniyakoi bandha khupa tu datere kamuri di khuli diba man jai ketiya. Dundin maan suli khulakewu teuk dekhisili, ki sundar dighal wavy kola sulitari teur. Pithir taloloike pora suli khinit mur mukh khan sumuwai diba man gaisil. Blouse or dhak khai thaka pithikhan suli khini side kari suma khaba man gaisil. Sadai teu gharuwa mekhela chadorei pindhi thakisil aru teuk ati dhunia dekhisil. Alankaru tekhete kamei pindhisile aru sei babe aru kamuk dekhisile. Dingit adal sunar chain, kanot simple kanfuli aru hatot dupat maan sunar kharu. Suhataor index fingerot ata dhunia angathi. Moi seibur monot kari loisilu aru rati khurir saite sudar katha bhabute seibur khuli diya bhabisilu. Mekhela chador jur pindhile teur akol dingir pispine alop ulai thaikisil aru pet tu dekha pai thakisilu. Talor boga petticoat alop alop ulai thaisil. Mur karone rati bhabi haat mariboli seye jathesta asile.
Seidina moi tutionor karone jaldi gaisilu. Bahirat diganta dar cycle khan dekhi gam palu teu ahi paisehe. Moi gharaloi sumai galu. Eku sar sabda nuhuwa dekhi moi bhitarar room ataloi sumai galu, jat ami tution karu. Kisumaan adbhut sabda hunat moi asarit halu, moi ami tution kara roomtur khirki khanare lahe koi bhitaraloi sai pathialu. He raam eya moi ki dekhilu, moi nijar sakuke biswas kariba taan palu. Diganta dai khurir saite aibur ki karise, khuriue nijak gatai dise diganta dar hatat nijar lubhaniya dehtu. Diganta dai khurir soundarjya upabhug kari asil, kakhar bisanat khurik suwai loi nijeu khurir kakhat sui khurik epar suma jasi asile. Khurir gale mukhe diganta dai suma khai asile, si jen sakalu pahori gaisil sei muhurtat. Diganta dai khurir mukhat nijar mukh lagai bart triptit khurik supiba dharisil. Tar suhaat khane khurir ranga parir kapahi sadorkhanar uparare khurir dehat bisaran kari furisil. Khurieu jen tripti labh karisil, diganta dak sahajug kari khurireu bar triptire nijar jibhakhan tar mukhat sumuwai di supuwai thakile. Diganta dar haat khan khurir dehtur uparat bisaran kari kari aibar teur bakhyajugalar uparat haat dilehei, ufff ki dhunia drishya aiya. Mur tution sire mur maramar bandhur matrir saite kara ai lila dekhi moi bar uttejito hai uthilu. Mur bujiba baki nathakil kiya diganta da sadai sunkale ahe. Aji moi dughanta agatei ahi paisilu aru budhhai moi imaan sunkale ahim buli bhaba nasile aru seye duyue param amej upabhug kari asile. Khuriye dehar eku kapurei khula nasile aru diganta daiy sakalu pindhiyei asile. Budha hai ami ahi paam buliye tenekoi uparere kari asile. Baru ji ki nahauk moi kintu biraat moja paisilu khurik tenedare dekhi. Diganta dai aibaar khurir bao pinar piyah tu sadorar uparere suhatere muthi mari dile, khuriye anandat nijar meli thuwa bhari dukhan kusai lale aru mukhere dighalkoi ukha ata lale. Diganta dai lahe lahe khurir bao piyah tut tipiba dharile, aru jibhare khurir kanor taluwar pora arambha kari dingi aru kandhat seleki jaba dharile. Khuriye nijar bao haat khan ani diganta dar suhat khan rakhai diba sesta dile jadiu teu jen tene kariba nibisarile. Khuriye nijar bhari dukhan kusuwai diye akou meli diye kariba dharile aru mukhare moan kariba dharile. Bhari khan uthuwa namuwa kari thaka babe khurir boga petticoat aru nila kola phool basa ranga mekhela khan alop uparaloi uthi ahisile, aru khurir dhunia kolaful dudhari ulai parisile, aaahhhh ki dhunia kolaful juri teur, gakhirar nisina boga bhari dekhan dekhi mur pani ulao ulao hol. Moi pantor chain daal khuli mur baari daal uliya lolu aru khurik sai sai mur bari daal muhari di thakiba dharilu. Mur montut anandat bhari parile, khurir nagna dehtu upabhug kariba paam buli. Diganta dai aibaar khurik talat loi teur dehar uparat uthi lale aru duhatere jurere sabati dharile. Diganta dai khurir thuturi aibaar mukhat sumuwai loi supa ata mari dile. Kapurar uparere jen diganta dai nijar barir daal khurir mekhelat hesiba dharile. Mur asarit lagil, khuriye diganta daak kiya nijar deh tu gatai dise, ajani 38 basariya mahilai 25 basariya deka ejanar hatuwai kiya suduwai ase. Diganta dai pagolor nisinakoi khurik sabati dhari jur jur koi sabda kari gale mukhe suma khaisile. Khurir jen sambit ghuri ahile. Khuriye nijake digantar sabatar pora atarai anile aru bisanat thiya hai nijar mekhela sador jur thik kariba dharile. Mekhela khan alop tani eruwai bhaldare pindhi lale. Sador khan akou tani ni bhaldare bandhi lale agaraki bhadra mahilar dare.Aru lahekoi diganta dar kakhat bahi dile. Mur pise seibur dekhi already pani ulai parisile.
Khuriye bisanat bahi suli khini meli dile aru faniyai faniyai diganta daak sudhile:
khuri: saah khabi?
Diganta da: nakhau baidew, beleg kiba ata he kaam (hahi kale)
khuri: khuwalu dekhun imaan deri, piyah napalal? khuriye hahi kale
Diganta da: apunak khai aru piyah polaba pare neki khirada baidew. - aibuli koi diganta dai akou khurik tani ani sabati dharile.
Khuri: sao err ihate ahi paba
Diganta da: imaan jaldi nahe. sihatar class chali ase tu - aiye koi diganta dai nijar mukh khan khurir bukut ghahiba dharile
Khuri: err na, ihate dekhile sarbanaakh haba.
Priyanka Baur Morom
The story I am narrating is a real incident involving myself and Priyanka
the daughter in law of my relative landlord. Their family consist of Priyanka ,her husband aged 42 years who is a established businessman, their 6
yr old daughter and parent in-laws. They all love me very much and I
use to call Priyanka as Bou in assamese society. I was staying with them for
last 7 years and never looked at her as symbol of sex. She is 26 yrs
old, wheatish, slim, beautiful assamese housewife of height 5ft 6inches
and myself have no idea of her body statistics as I never looked her
that way.
Their house is a two story building with two part houses and I stay with
them in one of their upper parts. As they are distant relative, the
sometimes call me to have food with them as I found cooking boring and
readily accept them.
Sometimes Priyanka bou comes to my room to offer food from the common balcony and never venture to my room without knocking. One day the landlord (relative mama) came to my room and informed me that he , mami and ranju dada (Priyanka husband) is going to guwahati to attend the opening ceremony of computer showroom they have recently acquired and ask me to look after their daughter-in-law and grand- daughter. Next day they went in the morning and I asked bou whether she need any marketing to be done as I can do them after office work as the market is near my work place. In reply she asked me to bring some paneer and have dinner with them. After returning from work I handed the paneer to her and have tea. Then I came to my room and get bath and started to do some pending office work. At around 9.30 pm, Priyanka bou called me for dinner and I went to their house wearing a T-shirt and Bermuda as it was hot summer. Upon arriving at her house she quickly offered meals as her daughter is feeling sleepy and she went to her bedroom to make her sleep. I was eating my food at the dining hall and a big passage to her bedroom is decorated with designer glass panes and one can view the bedroom through this glasses. In hurry she forget to bolt the door from inside and I was astonished to see her undressing the cotton sari and wearing the nighty. After 15 minutes she came to the dining room after making her daughter sleep and asked me if I need any food to which I reply negative. I felt some horny and my penis was full erect to 9 inches in length and swollen to 3.5 inches in girth and bulge can be seen on my Bermuda. She didn’t noticed it and I hurriedly went to the other room to hide my bulge and was sitting in the sofa watching Star TV. By the time 20 minutes passed and the bulge in my pant disappear and she finished her meals and was carrying the plates to wash basin as they have two servants at day time. Suddenly there was load shedding and all the lights went off and she sounded me to sit at the sofa. She went to her bedroom and found the torch and come out asking me to help her to put off the main switch and start the honda generator in the balcony. While showing the location of power switch she stumbled upon me and a shivering ran over my body. She felt ashamed as i can see her face in the faint light of the torch. I get aroused and hugged her with a force and she was yelling and literally cried to leave her as she is happily married. Surprisingly of my age and position, I have no earlier sex experience and started doing to her the way I have seen in the blue films which I enjoy at my male colleagues homes on holidays. I lifted her in my arms and laid her in the sofa and suddenly the light came on. I was aroused and my penis was full erect to prick her. I kissed her in the lips, forehead down to neck. She loosened her body and I start caressing her tits and fondling the white boobs as both my hand can fully cover her boobs.This went on for about 5 minutes and I lifted her nighty to waist and tore her pink panty and started licking her vagina. She closed her eyes and sounding ooh, aah…….continuously.
Now I made her to stand and took the gown out and she opened the hook of her bra and I started sucking her milky breasts with brown nipples continuously. She may be weighing 45 -50 kg & of 26 years age and I undressed myself of my pant and T-shirt and I lifted one of her legs on my shoulder in standing position and inserted my penis in one thrust. She shouted in pain and joy and continued fucking her for 30 minutes mercilessly. In doing so she hugged me tightly and I am caressing her boobs and buttocks alternatively. Then we parted & I cummed a lot and my penis shrinked.She ran to the bathroom to clean herself and closed the doors for 7-8 minutes crying inside. I sensed guilty of mine and begged her to come out. After a pause she opened the door & I held her hand and make to sit her in the sofa. She was still naked and on seeing her my penis got erect. Seeing this she smiled and I laid her on the floor and parted her legs. I kissed and sucked her whole body and I bit slightly on her white boobs and left marks there. She sounded me a warning If her husband come to know and see the marks to which I laughed.She took my penis and started stroking and I responded by fondling her breast. I asked her to take my penis and insert into her tight vagina to which she said that she was never fucked by her husband in that way as his penis is smaller to me by 5 inches. I forceful inserted my penis and drip of blood fallen in the floor. I make passionate kisses and she was hot again . I fucked her in that position for 35 minutes and she begged me that she cant take any more. We both cummed at the same time and her pussy was reddish and filled with cum. Then we rested for 1 hour and I fucked her in doggy style.That night I fucked her 5 times and retired to my room in 5 am morning as the neighbors may come to know. That next seven days we fucked everywhere in the house in the vagina,ass,mouth by viewing porn VCD’s and imitating the scenes and she revealed that her safe periods are over and she want to mother my child.She said that her husband is suffering from erectile dysfunction and she will divorce him for me. I consoled her and stop to take this drastic step as she has a daughter child and the society will view it seriously when she grows up and ready for marriage. Our sex adventure ended when her husband came back with parents and stayed all day at home. Later on she missed her periods and she revealed that she is carrying my child.
A week ago I am transferred to Dibrugarh and I left their home and all bid me hearty good bye and I noticed the eyes of Ritu bou was wet with tears in the balcony. Nowadays I make telephonic calls and inquire them about their well being. Priyanka bou & I have finalized that If it is male child his name will be Swagat.
Sometimes Priyanka bou comes to my room to offer food from the common balcony and never venture to my room without knocking. One day the landlord (relative mama) came to my room and informed me that he , mami and ranju dada (Priyanka husband) is going to guwahati to attend the opening ceremony of computer showroom they have recently acquired and ask me to look after their daughter-in-law and grand- daughter. Next day they went in the morning and I asked bou whether she need any marketing to be done as I can do them after office work as the market is near my work place. In reply she asked me to bring some paneer and have dinner with them. After returning from work I handed the paneer to her and have tea. Then I came to my room and get bath and started to do some pending office work. At around 9.30 pm, Priyanka bou called me for dinner and I went to their house wearing a T-shirt and Bermuda as it was hot summer. Upon arriving at her house she quickly offered meals as her daughter is feeling sleepy and she went to her bedroom to make her sleep. I was eating my food at the dining hall and a big passage to her bedroom is decorated with designer glass panes and one can view the bedroom through this glasses. In hurry she forget to bolt the door from inside and I was astonished to see her undressing the cotton sari and wearing the nighty. After 15 minutes she came to the dining room after making her daughter sleep and asked me if I need any food to which I reply negative. I felt some horny and my penis was full erect to 9 inches in length and swollen to 3.5 inches in girth and bulge can be seen on my Bermuda. She didn’t noticed it and I hurriedly went to the other room to hide my bulge and was sitting in the sofa watching Star TV. By the time 20 minutes passed and the bulge in my pant disappear and she finished her meals and was carrying the plates to wash basin as they have two servants at day time. Suddenly there was load shedding and all the lights went off and she sounded me to sit at the sofa. She went to her bedroom and found the torch and come out asking me to help her to put off the main switch and start the honda generator in the balcony. While showing the location of power switch she stumbled upon me and a shivering ran over my body. She felt ashamed as i can see her face in the faint light of the torch. I get aroused and hugged her with a force and she was yelling and literally cried to leave her as she is happily married. Surprisingly of my age and position, I have no earlier sex experience and started doing to her the way I have seen in the blue films which I enjoy at my male colleagues homes on holidays. I lifted her in my arms and laid her in the sofa and suddenly the light came on. I was aroused and my penis was full erect to prick her. I kissed her in the lips, forehead down to neck. She loosened her body and I start caressing her tits and fondling the white boobs as both my hand can fully cover her boobs.This went on for about 5 minutes and I lifted her nighty to waist and tore her pink panty and started licking her vagina. She closed her eyes and sounding ooh, aah…….continuously.
Now I made her to stand and took the gown out and she opened the hook of her bra and I started sucking her milky breasts with brown nipples continuously. She may be weighing 45 -50 kg & of 26 years age and I undressed myself of my pant and T-shirt and I lifted one of her legs on my shoulder in standing position and inserted my penis in one thrust. She shouted in pain and joy and continued fucking her for 30 minutes mercilessly. In doing so she hugged me tightly and I am caressing her boobs and buttocks alternatively. Then we parted & I cummed a lot and my penis shrinked.She ran to the bathroom to clean herself and closed the doors for 7-8 minutes crying inside. I sensed guilty of mine and begged her to come out. After a pause she opened the door & I held her hand and make to sit her in the sofa. She was still naked and on seeing her my penis got erect. Seeing this she smiled and I laid her on the floor and parted her legs. I kissed and sucked her whole body and I bit slightly on her white boobs and left marks there. She sounded me a warning If her husband come to know and see the marks to which I laughed.She took my penis and started stroking and I responded by fondling her breast. I asked her to take my penis and insert into her tight vagina to which she said that she was never fucked by her husband in that way as his penis is smaller to me by 5 inches. I forceful inserted my penis and drip of blood fallen in the floor. I make passionate kisses and she was hot again . I fucked her in that position for 35 minutes and she begged me that she cant take any more. We both cummed at the same time and her pussy was reddish and filled with cum. Then we rested for 1 hour and I fucked her in doggy style.That night I fucked her 5 times and retired to my room in 5 am morning as the neighbors may come to know. That next seven days we fucked everywhere in the house in the vagina,ass,mouth by viewing porn VCD’s and imitating the scenes and she revealed that her safe periods are over and she want to mother my child.She said that her husband is suffering from erectile dysfunction and she will divorce him for me. I consoled her and stop to take this drastic step as she has a daughter child and the society will view it seriously when she grows up and ready for marriage. Our sex adventure ended when her husband came back with parents and stayed all day at home. Later on she missed her periods and she revealed that she is carrying my child.
A week ago I am transferred to Dibrugarh and I left their home and all bid me hearty good bye and I noticed the eyes of Ritu bou was wet with tears in the balcony. Nowadays I make telephonic calls and inquire them about their well being. Priyanka bou & I have finalized that If it is male child his name will be Swagat.
কিবতাৰ কুম্লীয়া বুকু
কবিতা গুৱাহাটীৰ এটা ব্যক্তিগত প্রতস্থানৰ ৰিচেপচনিস্ট। তাইক দেখিলে যিকোনো পুৰুষৰ মনলৈ কামনাৰ ধল আহে। তাইৰ লগত মোৰ চিনা্কি এজন
বন্ধুৰ যোগেদি। তাই গুৱাহাটিত এটা ভাড়া ঘৰত আৰু এজনী বান্ধৱীৰ সতে থাকে। মোৰ অফিচৰ কাষতে
তাইৰ অফিচ। আমাৰ প্রায়ে হয়। মই জনাত তাইৰ কোনো বয় ফ্রেন্ড নাই। আমাৰ মাজত প্রায়
ধেমালিতে কামোৰ দিয়া দি থাকে। কেতিয়াবা সীমা চেৰাই
যায়।
তাই দেখাত থিক ব’গা নহয়, বুকু খন ৩২ জোঙ্গা নাক,
ক্ষিণ ওখই প্রায় ৫ ফুট ৪ ইঞ্চি। চুলি খিনি কোমল ফিৰ-ফিৰিয়া আৰু চিধা। হাত- ভৰিৰ
আঙ্গুলি বোৰ লিহিৰি লিহিৰি, ভৰিৰ আঙ্গুলিত আঙ্গঠি পিন্ধে। নখবোৰ চুটি প্রায় ক’লা নেইল পলিশ বব্যাহাৰ কৰে। চকুত কাজল নিয়মীয়াকৈ লয়। নাকত সৰু ফুলি
এটা পিন্ধে। সধাৰণতে তাই ৱেস্টাৰন ফৰমেল
পিন্ধে। মুঠতে প্রথম দেখাতে তাইক সেক্সী বুলি ক’ব পাৰি।
“জিতদা আপুনি ঘৰলৈ যাবনেকি? চাওকচোন বৰষোণৰ মাজত
কি কৰো ভাবি পোৱা নাই! অফিচ চুটি কেতিয়াবাই হ’ল আকলে আকলে বাৰান্দাত ৰৈ আ’টো লৈ
বাট চাই থাকোতে ইম্মান দেৰি হ’ল”
“এৰা! মই ঘৰলৈ যাব ওলাইছো, তুমি জানো ইম্মান পানীত
আ’টো পাবা?”
“জানো! ইফালে ৰুম মেট জনীও নাই, ঘৰলৈ গৈছে!
আপুনি বেয়া নাপায় যদি মোক আল’প আগবঢ়াই দিবনেকি?”
“থিক আছে ব’লা।“
কবিতাক বাইকত তোলি মই লাহে লাহে পানীৰ মাজেৰে
আগবাঢ়িবলৈ ধৰিলো। তেনেতে পিচফালৰ পৰা আহা গাঢ়ি এখনে আমাৰ গাত পানী চটিয়াই পাৰ হৈ
গ’ল। দুয়ো তিতি জুৰুলি জুপুৰি হ’লো।
প্রায় ১ ঘন্টাৰ পিচত আমি গৈ কবিতাৰ ৰুম পালো। তেতিয়াই
আকৌ শিলাবৃস্টি আৰম্ভ হৈছিল। মই কি কৰো থিক কৰিব নোৱাৰি থমকি ৰলো। তেনেতে কবিতাই
ক’লে
“জিতদা বৰষুণ জাক বেছি জোৰকৈ দিছে, আপুনি ভিতৰতে
আলপ ৰৈ দিয়ক।“
মই ভিতৰলৈ তাইৰ পিছে পিছে গলো, লাইট টো জলাই তাই
ভিতৰলৈ গ’ল। অলপ সময়ৰ পিছত হাতত এখন টাৱেল লৈ পুনৰ আহিল। তেতিয়াহে মই তাইক ভালকৈ
দেখিলো। তাই সম্পূণ ৰূপে তিতিছিল। তাইৰ আঠুৰ অলপ তলত পৰা স্কাৰ্টটো তাইৰ সুদৌল
নিতাম্বত লিপিত খাই পৰিছে। তাইৰ সুগঢ়ি নিতাম্বই
তাইৰ খোজত আন্দোলিত হৈ এক ল’হৰ তুলছে। তাইৰ বগা
কামিজটো তিতি গুলপীয়া বক্ষ্ব বন্ধনী জিলিকি পৰিছে।
তেনেতে তাইৰ চকুৱে চকুৱে পৰা্ত তাইৰ গাল দুখান
লাজত ৰঙ্গা পৰি গল, আৰু মোক ক’লে
“ আপুনি গাটো মোচি লওক মই আপুনাক পিন্ধিবলৈ কিবা
এটা দি আছো।“
সেই বুলি তাই পুনৰ ভিতৰলৈ গ’ল। মই দেখিলো যে
তাইৰ গাৰ পৰা পনী পৰি মজিয়াখন পিচল হৈ পৰিছে। তেনেতে তাই ভিতৰৰ পৰা হাহি হাহি হাতত
এখন দাংগৰ গামোচা লৈ মোৰ ফালে আহিল,
“ জিতদা আপুনাক পিন্ধাবলে মোৰ ৰূমত এখনৰ বাহিৰে
একো নাই, আধা নাংথা হৈ থাকিব লাগিব ......।“
“মই লাজ নকৰো, পিছে তোমি নকৰি্লেই হ’ল”
মই তাইৰ পৰা গামোচা খন লওতে তাইৰ ফুৰফুৰীয়া গাৰ
গো্নধাটো মোৰ নাকত লাগিল।
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