Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Gwalior ke purane sabzi bazaar mein main hamesha subah hi aata tha. Wahan ki bheed, wahan ki smell, aur wahan ki zindagi mujhe kheenchti thi. Main ek software engineer hoon, par weekend par main yahan apni dadi ke liye taza sabziyan laane aata hoon. Dadi kehti hain ki bazaar ki sabziyan mall se behtar hoti hain – unmein zameen ki khushboo hoti hai. Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Uss din March ki garmi shuru ho chuki thi. Main ek thele par tamatar chun raha tha jab achanak peeche se ek awaaz aayi, “Bhaiya, side ho jao thoda.” Main peeche muda toh ek ladki khadi thi. Usne ek simple sa white kurta pehna tha aur neeche jeans. Uske haath mein ek basket thi jismein kuch sabziyan already thi. Main side hua aur usne tamatar chune shuru kiye.
“Yahan ke tamatar sach mein ache hain,” maine kaha.
Usne mujhe dekha, thoda hairaan hui shayad ki maine baat ki. Phir boli, “Haan, main pehli baar aayi hoon yahan. Mujhe nahi pata tha ki itni bheed hoti hai.”
“Pehli baar? Aap yahan rehti hain?” maine poochha.
“Nahi, actually main apni nani ke yahan aayi hoon. Unki tabiyat kharab hai toh main unki help karne aayi thi. Par unhone mujhe yahan bhej diya sabzi laane,” woh hassi.
Uski hassi mein kuch tha – woh asli thi, nakli nahi. Main usse baat karta raha. Usne bataya ki uska naam Sakshi hai aur woh Delhi mein rehti hai. Ek IT company mein kaam karti hai. Umar uski 24 saal ki thi. Uski height average thi, par uski aankhen… kaafi gehri thi. Kaale baal usne ek ponytail mein bandhe hue the.
Hum dono ne saath mein sabziyan khareedi. Main usse baazaar ghoomaya, dadi ke bataye hue thele dikhaye. Woh dhyan se sun rahi thi, jaise ki yeh sab uske liye naya ho. Jab maine usse poochha ki woh kitne din rukegi, usne kaha ki do hafte. Uski nani ke ghar se thodi door hi mere flat tha – yeh baat jaankar hum dono ne numbers exchange kar liye. “Agar kuch chahiye toh message karna,” maine kaha. Woh hass kar chali gayi.
Uss din raat ko maine usse message kiya. Pehle toh formal hi baat hui – “Ghar pahunch gayi?” “Haan, thanks.” Aise hi. Par dheere dheere baatein badhi. Usne bataya ki uski nani ke yahan wifi nahi hai toh woh bore ho rahi hai. Maine kuch local places suggest kiye. Woh interested thi.
Do din baad uska message aaya, “Kya aaj free ho? Gwalior Fort dekhne chalna hai?” Main office se chhutti lekar taiyaar ho gaya. Maine usse uske nani ke ghar se pick kiya. Woh ek blue dress mein thi, baal khule hue. Jab woh car mein baithi toh ek halki si perfume ki khushboo aayi.
Fort mein hum ghoomte rahe. Main usse history batata raha, woh photos leti rahi. Ek jagah jab hum photo ke liye pose kar rahe the, toh hawa tez chali aur uske baal mere chehre par aa gaye. Woh sharma gayi aur apne baal peeche kiye. Us waqt maine notice kiya ki uske honth kaise hain – patle par kaafi defined. Woh makeup kam karti thi, bas ek halki si lip balm thi.
“Rahul, tum yahan kitne saal se reh rahe ho?” usne poochha.
“Paida hua yahin, par job ke liye Bangalore bhi gaya tha. Do saal pehle wapas aaya. Mummy papa ke saath rehta tha, par unki transfer ho gayi toh ab main akela flat mein rehta hoon,” maine bataya.
“Oh, toh tum bachelor ho?” usne muskura kar poochha.
“Haan, ab tak koi pasand nahi aayi,” maine kaha aur uski aankhon mein dekha.
Woh palat gayi, par uske gaal laal ho gaye the.
Shaam ko maine usse ek local dhabe par golgappe khilaye. Woh itni khush ho rahi thi jaise ki usne pehli baar kuch khaaya ho. “Delhi mein aisa taste nahi milta,” usne kaha. Maine uske honthon ko dekha jo teekhe masale se laal ho gaye the. Mera mann kiya ki main unhe chum loon, par maine apne aap ko roka. Abhi bahut jaldi thi.
Maine usse ghar chhoda. Woh utarne waali thi toh ruki aur boli, “Thanks Rahul, aaj bahut achcha laga. Kal phir chalein kahin?”
“Pakka,” maine kaha.
Agle teen din hum saath mein nikle. Humne museum dekha, ek lake par boating ki, aur ek shaam local market mein ghoomte rahe jahan usne kuch traditional jhumke khareede. Har din hum thoda aur comfortable hote ja rahe the. Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Chauthi shaam ko hum ek park mein baithe the. Shaam ke 6 baje the aur halki thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Hum bench par baithe the, paas paas. Main usse uske boyfriend ke baare mein poochha – pehli baar.
Woh chup rahi, phir boli, “Tha ek. Do saal relationship mein the. Par usne cheat kiya. Meri best friend ke saath.”
“Oh, I am sorry,” maine kaha.
“Ab nahi. Ab main over ho gayi hoon. Par trust karna mushkil ho gaya hai,” usne kaha aur aankhein jhuka li.
Maine uska haath apne haath mein liya. Pehli baar maine uska haath chhua tha. Woh thodi garam thi, thodi naram. Usne mera haath nahi hataya. Hum dono chup rahe, bas haath pakde hue. Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
“Rahul, tum alag ho,” usne kaha. “Tum jaldi kuch nahi karte. Respect karte ho.”
“Kyun ki tum deserve karti ho respect,” maine kaha.
Usne meri taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein kuch tha – shayad trust ka pehla seed. Main uske chehre ko dekh raha tha. Woh bhi mujhe dekh rahi thi. Hum dono paas aaye. Mera dil tez dhadak raha tha. Maine dheere se uske gaal par kiss kiya. Woh palat gayi, par ruk gayi. Maine uske honthon ke paas apna munh laaya. Woh saansein tez le rahi thi. Maine uske honthon ko chuma – pehle halka sa, phir thoda zyada.
Woh response dene lagi. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se mili. Hum dono ek doosre ko choosne lage. Woh passionate tha, par slow bhi. Maine uske baalon ko peeche kiya aur uske gale par kiss kiya. Usne “ahhh” ki awaaz nikali.
“Rahul…main…main ready nahi hoon abhi,” usne kaha.
Maine rukkar uski aankhon mein dekha. “It’s okay. Jab tak tum comfortable nahi ho, kuch nahi hoga. Main hoon na,” maine kaha.
Woh meri god mein sir rakh kar baithe rahi. Hum dono waise hi baithe rahe shaam ko.
Agle din uska message aaya, “Kya main aaj shaam tumhare flat pe aa sakti hoon? Nani so gayi hain aur main bore ho rahi hoon.” Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Maine haan kaha aur flat saaf kiya. Maine candles lagayi, soft music rakha. Maine socha ki aaj kuch ho sakta hai, par maine apne aap ko yeh nahi socha ki zaroor hoga.
Woh aayi toh 8 baje raat ko. Usne ek simple sa night suit pehna tha – pink color ka. Woh darr rahi thi, main dekh sakta tha. Maine usse andar bulaya, sofa par baithaya. Maine uske liye wine nikali – usne pehle mana kiya, phir haan kaha.
Do glass baad hum dono relaxed ho gaye. Hum baatein kar rahe the – bachpan ki, sapnon ki, darr ki. Usne bataya ki usse andhere se darr lagta hai. Maine usse bataya ki mujhe akelapan pasand hai par ab usmein kami lagti hai.
“Rahul, tumne aaj tak kitni ladkiyon ke saath…?” usne poochha adhoora sawaal.
“Do. Ek college mein, ek job ke pehle saal. Tum?” maine kaha.
“Bas woh ek hi tha. Do saal. Uske baad kisi ne chhua bhi nahi mujhe,” usne kaha.
Main uske paas baith gaya. Maine uska haath pakda. “Tum chahti ho main chhoon?” maine poochha.
Woh chup rahi, phir dheere se haan mein sir hila diya. Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Maine uska chehra apne haathon mein liya. Maine uske honthon ko chuma. Woh pehle se zyada response dene lagi. Maine uske gale par kiss kiya, uske kaanon ko chuma. Usne “ahhh” ki awaaz nikali aur apna sir peeche kar diya.
Maine uske kurte ke button kholna shuru kiya. Usne kuch nahi kaha, bas aankhein band kar li. Maine uska kurta utara. Usne andar ek sports bra pehni thi. Uski skin itni soft thi. Maine uske shoulders par kiss kiya, uske arms par. Usne apni aankhein kholi aur mujhe dekha. Uski aankhon mein trust tha, aur desire bhi.
Maine uske peeche haath daala aur bra ki hook khol di. Jab maine bra hatayi, uske chuche aazaad ho gaye. Woh medium size ke the, par bilkul perfect shape mein. Gol, tight, aur nipples gulabi aur khade ho gaye the thand ya excitement se. Maine pehle unhe dekha, phir ek haath se chhua. Woh naram the, jaise koi fresh roti ho. Usne meri taraf dekha aur muskura di.
“Kaisa lag raha hai?” usne poochha.
“Bahut khoobsurat,” maine kaha.
Maine ek chucha apne haath mein liya aur uske nipple ko apni ungliyon se rub kiya. Woh “ohhh” kar uthi. Maine dheere se us nipple ko apne munh mein liya aur choosne laga. Woh pagal si ho gayi. Usne mera sir apne chuchon par zor se dabaya. Main dusre ko bhi choosne laga, dono ko baari baari. Kat raha tha halka sa, choos raha tha zor se. Woh “ahhh Rahul…yeh kya kar rahe ho…bahut maza aa raha hai” kar rahi thi.
Maine apna ek haath uski jeans mein daala. Woh garam thi wahan. Maine button khola aur zip neeche ki. Usne apni jeans utarne mein help ki. Ab woh sirf panty mein thi – white color ki. Maine uski panty ke upar se hi uski chut ko chhuna shuru kiya. Woh gili ho chuki thi already. Maine feel kiya ki uski panty thodi wet ho gayi hai.
“Rahul…main pehli baar itna feel kar rahi hoon,” usne kaha.
Maine uski panty neeche ki. Uski chut saaf thi, shaved. Gulabi petal jaise labia. Maine pehle uske thighs par kiss kiya, dheere dheere upar aaya. Usne apni taangein khol di. Maine uski chut ko dekha – woh beautiful thi, ek flower ki tarah. Maine apni jeebh se uski inner thigh par kiss kiya. Woh kaanp gayi. Maine dheere se uski chut par jeebh lagayi.
“Oh my god!” woh chillayi.
Maine uski clit ko jeebh se touch kiya. Woh ekdum sensitive thi. Maine uski chut ko chatna shuru kiya – pehle dheere, phir tez. Maine apni jeebh uski hole mein daal di. Woh “ahhh hann aur andar” karne lagi. Maine uski clit ko choosna shuru kiya aur saath mein ek ungli andar daal di. Woh tight thi, par gili hone ki wajah se ungli andar chali gayi.
Maine andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Woh pagal ho rahi thi. Usne bedsheet pakad li. Maine speed badhayi. Uski saansein tez chal rahi thi. Maine feel kiya ki uski body tight ho rahi hai. Woh “main aa rahi hoon…main jhadne wali hoon” karne lagi. Maine aur zor se choosna jaari rakha. Woh ekdum tight hui aur phir relax ho gayi. Usne paani chhoda – thoda sa, par maine feel kiya. Woh thakkar saans le rahi thi.
Maine upar aaya. Usne kaha, “Yeh pehli baar kisi ne aisa kiya hai mere saath. Mera ex toh seedha andar ghus jaata tha.”
“Tum deserve karti ho yeh sab,” maine kaha.
Usne mere kapde utarne shuru kiye. Mera shirt, phir t-shirt. Jab usne mera belt khola, uska haath kaanp raha tha. Maine usse kaha, “Daro mat. Main hoon na.”
Usne mera pant utara. Mera lund underwear mein se khada ho raha tha. Woh use dekhkar dang reh gayi. “Itna bada?” usne kaha.
“Kya dikkat hai?” maine poochha.
“Nahi…bas…mujhe darr lag raha hai. Mera ex toh chhota tha,” usne sach bol diya.
Maine usse kaha, “Hum dheere dheere karenge. Agar dard ho toh bata dena. Main ruk jaunga.”
Woh maan gayi. Maine apna underwear utara. Mera lund poora khada tha, lagbhag 7 inch ka. Woh usse dekh rahi thi. Maine kaha, “Chu kar dekho.”
Usne haath badhaya aur mere lund ko chhua. Woh garam tha, hard bhi. Usne dheere se pakda aur upar neeche kiya. Maza aa gaya. Maine usse kaha, “Munh mein logi?”
Woh thodi hesitant thi, par haan mein sir hila di. Usne niche baithkar mera lund apne haath mein liya. Pehle usne toppa chuma. Phir dheere se munh mein liya. Uska munh garam tha. Woh choosne lagi. Pehle toh slow, phir tez. Main uske munh mein andar bahar karne laga. Woh choke ho rahi thi kabhi kabhi, par phir se try kar rahi thi.
“Bas…bas…ruk jao…main jhadne wala hoon,” maine kaha.
Woh ruk gayi. Maine usse uthaya aur bed par le gaya. Maine uski taangein khol di. Maine apna lund uski chut ke paas rakha. Woh gili thi, par tight bhi. Maine thoda sa saliva apne lund par lagaya aur uski chut ke muhane par rakha.
“Ready?” maine poochha.
“Haan…par dheere se,” usne kaha.
Maine dheere se dhakka diya. Mera toppa andar gaya. Woh “ahhh” kar uthi. Maine ruka. Phir dheere dheere aur andar kiya. Uski chut bahut tight thi. Woh poori tarah se relax nahi thi. Maine uske chuche pakde aur choosne laga taaki woh distracted ho jaye. Kaam kiya. Woh relax hui. Maine aur andar kiya. Poora lund andar chala gaya.
“Kaisa lag raha hai?” maine poochha.
“Bahut bada hai…par achcha bhi lag raha hai,” usne kaha.
Maine andar bahar karna shuru kiya. Pehle slow. Woh dheere dheere maze lene lagi. Usne apni kamar upar uthayi. Maine speed badhayi. “Hann aur zor se” usne kaha. Maine zor zor se dhakke maarne lage. Woh “ahhh ohhh Rahul” kar rahi thi. Main uske chuche pakad kar masal raha tha.
Hum missionary position mein the. Maine uski ek taang apne shoulder par rakhi aur aur zyada deep gaya. Woh “ohhh god” kar uthi. Maine speed aur badhayi. Woh ab poori tarah se masti mein thi. Usne kaha, “Main jhadne wali hoon…please mat ruko.” Market Mein Takarai Ladki Lund Per Ayi
Maine aur zor se dhakke maare. Woh chillayi aur jhad gayi. Uski chut ne paani chhoda jo mere lund ko aur gila kar diya. Main bhi jhadne wala tha. Maine poochha, “Andar ya bahar?”
“Bahar…please…pill nahi li maine,” usne kaha.
Maine apna lund bahar nikala aur uske pet par apna maal chhoda. Woh thakkar saans le rahi thi. Main uske upar let gaya. Hum dono paseene mein bheege hue the.
Uss raat ke baad hum dono ka rishta badal gaya. Woh roj mere flat pe aane lagi. Hum sex karte, baatein karte, movies dekhte. Maine usse alag alag positions mein choda – doggy style, cowgirl, spooning. Woh har baar naya kuch seekhti.
Ek din usne kaha ki usse yahan se jaana hoga. Uski nani theek ho gayi thi. Main udaas ho gaya. Usne kaha, “Main Delhi mein rehti hoon. Tum aa sakte ho.”
Maine usse wada kiya ki main har weekend usse milunga. Aur main wada nibhata raha. Aaj bhi jab main usse milta hoon, woh market ki woh pehli mulaqat yaad karti hai. Woh kehti hai ki agar main us din usse baat na karta toh yeh sab nahi hota.
Ab hum long distance relationship mein hain, par har raat video call par sex karte hain. Woh kehti hai ki mera lund uski zindagi ka sabse achcha hissa hai. Aur main kehta hoon ki uski chut mere liye jannat hai. Uski chuche ab sirf mere hain, aur main unhe roz chumta hoon – chahe woh saath ho ya video call par.
Yeh thi hamari sachchi kahani. Jahan pehle trust bana, phir pyar hua, aur phir woh intimacy jo ab hum dono ki zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat hissa hai.
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