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Mr. Shah ektu pore uthe bathroome gelen aar khoob taratari phire elen. Ami abar theke chan korar janno bathroome gelam. Ami jakhon chan kore beriye elam takhon Mr. Shah ghore theke chole giyechen aar Mr. Sen ghore bose chilen. Mr. Amake dekhe bollen, “Sonali, sattee tumi khoob bhalo. Mr. Shah tomar khoob proshonsha korchilen.” Ami bhablam keno korbe na. Uni kothaye eto boka meye paben jake matite jhunkiye uni chudte parben. Mr. Sen amake ekta envelop diye bollen, “eta tomar appointment letter, tumi interview te pass hoye gech.”

Mr. Sen amake taratari toyre hote bollen kenona uni amake gari kore amar barite chere deben bolechilen. Garite uni amake bollen, “kal sakal 8.30 someye tumi amader Admin. Buidinge pounche jeyo. Amar bari asate uni gari theke nebe porlam aar Mr. Sen chole gelen. Ami soja bathroome chan korar janno dhuke gelam. Ami jakhon chan korchilam takhon amader gate ring holo. Ami bhablam je Binoye hote pare na karon tar kache gater chabi ache. Ami amar nengto shorire ekta gown joriye gate khule dilam aar dekhi je samne Mr. Sen danriye ache. Ami onake dekhe bollam, “Sir, apnee?” Mr. Sen bhetore eshe bollen, “ami ektu aage ekta chasmar dokane giyechilam aar takhuni Binoyer amake amar cell phone phon korche. Aar tai ami tomake bolte eshechee je aaj rate Binoye bari ashbe na karon tar maar shorir kharap hoye geche aar se kal sakal 10-10.30 someye asbe.” Tarpor Mr. Sen amar aro kache eshe bollen, “Sonali tomake dekhte khoob sundor lagche.” Ami bujhte parlam je uni ki bolte chaichen. Ming Uni dhire dhire amar dike egote laglen aar amionake bollam, “Sir, aajker moto ami anek kichu kore niyechee, Aaj aar kichu noeye.” Uni amake joriye bollen, “Sonali tumi kore ba koriye thakbe, ami to korinee.” Uni amar gown ta tule amar nengto bhije shorire hath bolate laglen. Uni tarpor amake ghuriye amar gown ta khule nilen. Uni amake kichu na bole amar mayeer bonta gulo ke angule niye ghorate laglen. Mr. Sener hath porate amar bonta gulo sakto hoye gelo aar ami amar komor ta nariye amar pond ta onar khara hoye otha laurar oopore ragrate laglam. Mr. Sen songe songe nijer pant khule phellen aar nijer khola laura ta amar ponder oopor ghoste laglen. Mr. Sen takhon dhire dhire amake pechon theke aste aste kamrate laglen aar amio garom hoye gelam.

Mr. Sen amar kaner lati te chumu khete laglen aar amar kaner betore nijer jeev dhokate laglen. Uni ghure sofa te boshlen aar amakeo tene nilen. Mr. Sen panta ta ke paa diye goliye phele diye amake tar laurar oppore boshe onake chudte bollen. Ami uthe Mr. Sener komorer du dke paa kore onar khara hoye thaka laura ta hathe niye nijer guude lagiye onar oopore boshe porlam. Mr. Sen neech theke amar pacha duto dhore amake theek kore boshiye diye ekta lamba thap mere laura ta ke amar guude amule dhukiye dilen. Ami onar gala joriye dhore onake chumu khete khete amar komor tule ekta thap marlam aar laura ta soja giye amar jarau te dhakka marlo ami “ohhhhhhh seeeeeeeeee” kore uthlam. Ami Mr. Sener du dike paa rekehe aste aste thap marte laglam aar amar guud chodate thaklam. Amar janno ei ason ta ekebare natun chilo aar amar khoob bhalo lagchilo. Ami amar pond tule tule Mr. Sen ke chudchilam aar uni ek hath diye amar ekta mayee tipte tipte anno hath diye amar pacha khamche dhore chilen. Mr. Sen ke chudte chudte amar matha te na na rakomer chinta hoye jachillo. Amar lajja paachhillo kenona ami ek jon ajana purush ke diye nijer barite amar guud marachee aar tao ooi sofa te boshe jate ami amar familyr songe bose kato katha bolechee. Kintu Mr. Sener laura ta amar guude samane jaowa asha korche aar tar janno amar sara shorire ekta current daurochhe aar Mr. Sen bolchen, “ohh haaan haaan amake chodo, aro chodo amake amar sona Sonali.” Ami amar pond ta ke kheliye kheliye Mr. Sener lauratar puro ta amar guuder bhetore nichhilam. Ami laura ta ke amar guuder thonter obdi bar kore jhap kore ek jhatka mere amar guude dhukiye nichhilam. Amar thapano te amar aar Mr. Sener komore eksonge hoye jachhilo. Mr. Shahr laura diye choda kheye amar guud ta eto khule giyechilo je Mr. Sener laura diye amar guude kono betha lagchilo na. Uni amar matha ta tene niye amake chumu khete laglen aar amio chodar garome aro jore jore thapate laglam. Mr. Sen amar choda khete khete bole uthlen, “Sonali, Ahhh chodo amake, aro jore jore chodo amake. Sonali tumi, tomar guud ta khoob sundor.” Ami bujhte parchilam je ekhuni Mr. Sen amar guuder bhetore tar mal charbe. Ami bhebe dekhlam je eta niye aaj amar guud teen bar bhora hoyeche. Aar ei bhabte bhabte amar guuder jal khose gelo aar Mr. Sen o aar nijeke dhore rakhte parlen na aar uni tar pichkari diye amar guuder bhetor phedar spray korte laglen. Eibarer choda ta jodiyo khoob taratari sesh hoye gelo kintu ete amar sara shorir ekebare ningre geche. Mal dhalar aar jal khasanor por o amara khanik khon dhore amader komor narrate thaklam aar hatat kore Mr. Sener laurata amar amar guud theke khule beriye elo. Laura ta beronor songe songe amar guud theke Mr. Sener dhala pheda topke topke porte laglo. Abar amar mone lajja ghenna bhore gelo. Ami abar amar gown ta pore nilam aar Mr. Sen o tar pant ta pore nilen. Mr. Sen bari jabar janno paa baralen. Jabar someye amake bole gelen, :Sonali tomar songe choda chudi amar aaj sara rat mone hobe. Aar haan, sombare tumi office ascho aar sari pore ascho. Theek?” Ami biolam, “ami sari pore jetam Sir.” Uni abar bollen, “sona, eta amader company te niyom, tobe ami tomar songe amar jiboner sab bhalobasha share korbo.” Uni ki bolte chaichilen ami kichu bujhte parlam na tai ami jigesh korlam, “apni ki bolte chaichen?” Uni amar kache eshe amake tene nijer kache niye bollen, “tumi hoyto jano na je jakhon theke ami tomake dekhechee ami tomake mone mone choda shuru kore diyechee. Ami jakhoni amar cabine boshi ami bhabhi je tumi amar table boshe acho aar ami tomar paa duto tule tomake amar table phele chudchee.” Ami Mr. Sener katha sune aschoyo hoye gelam aar onake jigesh korlam, “sir office modheye apni amake chudben?” Uni bollen, “haan, tumi kichu chinta koro na. Tumi jakhon amar cabin dekbe tumi apna apni amake diye tomar guud marate chaibe.” Seidin sara rat ami ghumote parlam na. Ami jakhoni chokh bando kori to dekhi je office amake 2-3 lok ek songe chudche.

Sonali eto kichu bole amake jigesh korlo, “Partho, tumi eibar make ki bhabo.” Ami boliam, “amar tomar janno sorry feel hochhe, aar ami etao jani je tumi Mr. Sen aar Mr. Shah ke diye guud nariye anado peyecho.” AMI Sonali ke chumu kheye bollam, “tumi ki jano je sabai tomake keno chudche?” Sonali jigesh korlo, “keno?” Ami bollam, “karon ta hochhe Binoye, Binoye tamake chodena, tomake ador kore na.” Sonali ektu rag kore bollo, “ekhon aar Binoyer nam niye mood kharab koro na. Chalo ekhon tumi amake ekbar chodo.” Ami Sonali ke bollam, “amio tomake anek khon dhore chudte chaichilam.”

Sonali amar kache egiye elo aar ami Sonali ke bollam, “Sonali amar bara ta chuse dao.” Sonali amar kache amake bollo, “haan, Partho, tumi amake ekta bajarer meyecheler moton kore chodo. Guud chudte chudte tumi amar songe jato paro nongra katha bolo.. Amar nongra katha sunte khoob bhalo lage. Amake joto paro chodo, chude chude amar guud ta ke aaj tumi phatiye dao.” Ami amar hathe ekta glass niye bichana te boshe chilam aar amar ekta paa tabler oopore rakha chilo. Ami hath diye amar bara te hath bolachillam aar takhon ami Sonali ke bollam, “Sonali ekhon ami tomake khoob rogre rogre chodbo. Sattee tomar puro shorir theke sexer gandho ber hoye sab somaye.” Sonali amar kache eshe danralo aar jhunke amake chumu khelo aar tar por bollo, “ami tomar kach theke choda khabar janno apekkha korchee. Tumi to jano je ki bhabe amar guud ta choda hoyeche.” Sonali jakhon eto katha bolchilo ami hath bariye tar mayee dhore tipte laglam aste aste. Soanli hath ta bariye amar bara ta dhore nilo aar tate hath bolate laglo aste aste. Ami ekta hath tar du payer majhkhane dhukiye dilam aar songe songe Sonali tar paa duto choriye dilo. Ami amar ekta angul Sonalir guuder bhetore dhukiye dilam aar Sonali khushi te ohhhhh ahhhhh kore uthlo.

Sonali chumu kheye tar much ta amar buker nipple lagiye diye nipple ta chat te shuru korlo aar chat te chat te tar jeev diye amar nipple shurshuri dite laglo. Khanik pore Sonali aro ektu jhunke amar bara ta ke chat te laglo. Bara cha te chat te Sonali bollo, “Mmmmmm, tomar laura ta chuste amar khoob bhalo lage.” Ami matha ta dhore amar bara oopore chepe diye bollam, “tomar bara chusuni amaro bhalo lage.” Tar por ami Sonali ke abar bollam, “chal guud chodani magi, amar bara ta ke bhalo kore chuse de, Sali.” Sonali amar bara ta ke aro jore jore chuste laglo. Amar bara ta Sonalir mukher bhetore aro phule uthlo aar Sonali jato pare mujh ta haaan kore amar bara ta chuste laglo. Ami dante dant chepe Sonali ke bollam, “chos, chos guud marani magi, amar bara ta ke aro mukher bhetore chos. Aaj ei bara ta diye toke chude chude tor guud phatabo. Dekhi tor guud kato thap khete pare.” Sonali much diye gonganir awaj bar korte korte amar bara ta ke chuse chollo. Ami je Sonali ke khistee dichhilam seta tar khoob bhalo lagchilo. Khanik pore ami Sonalir much theke amar bara ta ke tene bar kore nilam aar bollam, “eibar tor choda khabar someye hoye geche. Dekhi tor guude te oi duto buro lok chude chude such diyeche na ami chude chude toke anado dite paro.” Ami Sonali ke tene bichanate tule nilam. Sonali amake bollo, “du to noye teente buro lok amar guude tader laura dhukiyeche.” Ami bollam, “seta abar kee. Toke teen teen te buro lok chudeche, koi tumi to amake tritiyo buro loker katha gulo bolonee. Ami amake khhob lucky mone kori je ami chothurto lok je tomar guude bara dhukiyeche.”

Sonali ghure amar oopre chore boste boste bollo, “haan, old is gold, ami tader choda khete bhalobashi, kintu tader songe choda chudi chara ami aar kono someye tader sajjho korte parina.” Sonali jakhon amar oopore chore boshlo to ami amar paa duto phanke kore dilam aar amar bara ta khara hoye thaklo. Sonali jhuke amar bara tar mulayam hath kore niye nijer rase bheja guude mukher somge bhiriye diye akta lamba sans niye komor tule aste aste amar ooppre boste boste bara ta tar guude dhukiye nilo. Barar mundi ta guude dhuke gele Sonali “Ohhhhhh ahh” bole uthlo. Tar por Sonali aste aste ekbar uthe amar puro bara ta nijer guude dhukiye nilo. Bara guude dhokanor por Sonali amar oopore boshe muchki muchki hanshte laglo. Amar hath tule aage Sonalir peethe hath bollalam aar tar pore Sonalir mayee jora niye khelte laglam. Maye tepa shuru korte Sonali ekbar khoob jore hissiye uthlo aar nijer hath duto neeche kore amar bichee duto te hath bolate laglo.

“Oh chodo, haan amake chude dao Partho” bolte bolte Sonali amar oopore aste aste shoeye porlo. Ami Sonalir mukhe chumu khete laglam aartar mukher bhetore amar jeev ta dhukiye dilam. Ami amar hath diye Sonalir guuder mukhe hath bolate laglam aar tate Sonali ekbar ohhhhhh kore kat diye amar gala joriye dhorlo. Amar Sonalir sara gaye ghurte laglo, tar mukhe, mayee te pete, guuder char dhare sab jayegaye. Sonali tar pacha ta gol gol kore ghorate laglo aar guud diye amar bara ta ke chepe chepe dhorte laglo. Er por aste aste tar komor noriye noriye amake aste aste thap marte laglo aar amar bara ta Sonalir guude aste dhukte laglo aar berote laglo. “Oh chodo, haan amake chodo!” Sonali bolte laglo. Amio tar pacha te hath bolate bolate bollam, “haan, chod chhotmarani chude chol, ne ne amar bara ta tor guude puro ta niye ne.” Sonali amake chumu khete khete komor tule tule bhari pacha uthiye uthiye amar khara bara ta ke nijer guud diye chudte thaklo. Thap marar songe songe Sonalir mayee duto tar buker oopore lafachillo. Chudte chudte khanik pore Sonali amar bichee duto ke hathe niye chepe chepe dhorte laglo aar bolte laglo, “God haan, Partho haan amake chodo na aro jore jore chodo amake, please. Ohhhhh tomar laura ta ke amar guude bhore oopor neech korte amar khoob bhalo lagche. Aro karo aro koro, please.”

“Ne amar bara ta tor guud diye aaj kheye ne Sali khanki magi. Toke aaj chude chude tor aager teen buro bhatarer chodon ami bhuliye debo Sali gandmarani kutti” ami neech theke Sonali ke komor tola diye chudte chudte bollam. “Ohh.. Haaaaan…..Partho, haaaan amake teen teen te buro lokera oikahane tader bara dhukiye amake chudeche aar aaj ami tomake chudchee sala harami. Ajj ami toke toke chude chude tor laura ta bhenge phelbo, haramzada guuder bal, chodo neech theke aro jore jore chod amake.” Sonali amake thapate thapate bollo. Ami Sonali ke bollam, “Sonali, sattee sattee tumi tumi ekta rand magi, toke chudte amar khoob bhalo lagche.” Ami Sonalir pacha te hath diye Sonali ke amar barar oopore utha bosha korte sahajjo korte thaklam aar Sonali amar buke mayee ghoste ghoste amake chudte thaklo. Dhire dhire Sonali amake chodar speed bariye dilo. Ami ektu rukhe Sonali ke amar du hath diye tule bichna te amar pashe shoeye dilam aar hath diye tar paa duto charate gelam. Kintu Sonali songe songe uthe gelo aar bollo, “na, Partho aaj ami tomake chudbo” aar amake bichanate abar theke shoeye dilo. Ami bollam, “theek ache, tomar choda kheye aaj aaj ami dhanno hoye gelam.” Tar por ami amar khara bara ta ke hathe niye Sonalir dike kore bollam, “Sonali, eta puro puri tomar.” Sonali abar theke amar oopore chore boshe amar bara ta nijer guude niye nilo. Jakhon amar bara ta puro puri Sonalir guude dhuke gelo takhon Sonali ek bar ohhhhhhh ahhhhhh kore uthlo.

“Mmmmhhhh kato bhalooooooo,” Sonali bollo aar tar hantur oopore bhor diye amake abar theke thap marte laglo. “Amar thap gulo tomar bhalo lagche to, Partho? Bolo na Partho, ami tomake theek theek chudchee to?” Sonali amake chudte chudte jigesh korlo. Ami Sonalir mayee tipte tipte bollam, “Sonali tumi khoob bhalo bhabe chudcho. Tomar rase bheja guuder choda khete amar khoob bhalo lagche. Satee tomar guud ta khoob bhalo aar ekhono besh tight ache.” Sonali amar katha sune hisiye uthlo aar jore jore tar bhari bhari pacha tule tule amake chudte laglo. Ami neech theke Sonalir mayee tipte thaklam. Sonali amake chudte chudte ekbar muchki hanshi henshe amake chumu khelo aar jeev ta amar mukhe dhukiye narrate laglo. Ami eibar Sonalir pacha te hath bolate bolate tar ponder phuto te ekta angul dhukiye dilam. Sonali gungiye tar pacha ta ektu unchu kore dhorlo. Ami tar ponde angul korte korte bollam, “amar mone hoye je tumi eksonge duto bara tomar guude ar ponde niye chodate bhalobasho” Soanli amake gobhir bhabe dekhlo aar bollo, “amio tai bhabchee.”

Ami bujhte parlam na je Sonali amar katha te kharap mone korlo na khushi holo tone Sonali chup kore amake tar bhari bhari pacha duto tule amake chudte thaklo. Amar ei bhabe khanik khon choda chudi korlam aar dhire dhire amader chodar speed ta barte laglo. Speed barar songe songe Sonalir mayee duto jore jore lafate laglo aar Sonali jore jore chenchate chenchate amar bara ta ke guud diye pishte pishte guuder jal khosiye dilo. Guuder jale amar bara aar amar bichee duto chan kore uthlo. Sonali guuder jal khosiye uthe amar pashe shoeye porlo aar amar guuder rase bheja bara ta tante laglo. Ami uthe Sonalir jal khasa guud ta amar mukher kache ene guud ta chat te aar chudste laglam. Sonali sukher chote ahhhhhhhh kore uthlo aar sara shorir ta bichanate chatphat korte laglo. Khanik pore ami Sonalir oopore chore tar paa duto phank kore amar bara tar guude dhukiye dilam. Sonali tar komor ta tule amar bara ta ke puro puri tar guuder bhetore niye nilo. Amar bara ta guude niye Sonalir sara much ta te ekta alda abesher rekha dekha dilo. Ami Sonali ke jore jore aar chepe chepe thap mere mere chudta laglam aar Sonali neeche komor tola dite dite amar thap gule tar guude nite laglo.

“Partho”

“ki”

“Ami tomake bhalobashi, tumi amake aro jore jore chodo”

Ami Sonalir katha sune khushi holam aar tai abar theke Sonali ke jigesh korlam, “Sonali tumi ki bolle.” I

“haan, ami tomar oi mota laura ta diye choda khete bhalobashi. Aar aro bhalobashi jakhon tumi amake jore jore chude dao”

Ami Sonali ke chumu kheye jigesh korlam, “Sonali sattee sattee eta tomar katha na eta tomar guuder katha?”

“Ami tomake bolte chai je tumi khoob bhalo lok”

“Tumi amake koto din theke cheno? Kal ami tomake bhoye dekhiye tomake chudechee, aar aaj ami tomake tomar katha moto chudchee.”

Sonali amake jore chumu khete khete bollo, “ami tomake bhalobashi, bas er beshi ami kichu janina. Tumi amake eibar bhalo kore chodo.”

Ami Sonali ke jigesh korlam, “tumi ekta bibahita mahila aar tomar ditto baccha ache, kintu tobuo tumi tomar swami Binoyer bisjoye kono katha bolte chaicho na. Er karan ta ki ami jante pari?”

Ami Sonali ke chudte thaklam aar Sonali ektu henshe aage eshe amake chumu khelo. Sonali amake khoob gobhir bhabe chumu khachhilo aar khanik pore amake bollo, “Partho, ami tomake bhalobashi aar tomake chaee. Ami tomake sab bolbo, tobe tumi kauke bolbe na. Tumi ekhon amake chodo aar chde chde tomar phedar foara amar guude chere aar amar guud ta bhore dao.” Ami Sonali ke khoob jore jore chudchilam. Amar komor aar amar bara ta khoob taratari otha nama korchilo. Amar choda khete khete Sonali kakhono kakhono haan kore sans nichhillo. Khanik pore Sonalir puro shorir ta sakhto hoye gelo aar se amake char hath paa diy dhore tar mayee ditto amar buke ghost ghoste guuder jal khosiye dilo. Sonali amake joriye dhore maaaaaaaaa ahhhhhhhhh bole chenchiye uthlo aar amio tar duto mayee ke sakhto kore amar du hath diye dhore tar guude ram gadan dite dite tar guude amar barar pichkari diye pheda chere dilam. Ami jakhon Sonalir guude amar pheda dhalchilam takhon Sonali bole uthlo, “haan, haan ami eitaee chaichilam. Tumi tomar laurar mal diye amar guud ta ke bhore dao. Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh, tomar phea diye amar guud ta ke bhoriye ki arammmmmmm.” Ami Sonalir guud theke amar bara ta bar kore bara ta tar mayee te lagiye dilam. Sonali amar pacha dhore amake aage niye esje amar bara ta tar mukhe bhore chuste laglo. Bara chuste chuste Sonali bollo, “Partho, kato bhalo tomar ei laura ta. Ami Sonali ke joriye dhore tar mayee duto chatkate chatkate bollam, “Sonali tomake chudte amar khoob bhalo lage. Tomar moto chamri guude bara dhukiye khelate amar bhison such hoye.”

Tar por amara botole jatotuku champagne chilo seta kheye bathroome gelam. Bathroom te o AC lagano chilo. Ami bathroome giye bath tube garam jol bhor lam aar gorom jole bhora tube amra du jone bose gelam aar ek dujoner gaye jal aar saban lagate laglam. Sonali amar samne boshe chilo aar tar peeth ta amar samne chilo. Sonali hath ta pechone niye eshe amar pheda dhala adha khara bara ta hathe niye nilo. Ami Sonali ke bollam, “ki baypar, abar tomar et chai ke?” Sonali amake bollo, “tomar idea ta kharab noye. Tobe tumi bhison bhabe thoke gecho.” Ami bollam, “tumi amar janno chinta koro na. Tumi bara ta ke ektu somaye dao.” Sonali much ghuriye amake cheme khete khete bollo, “ami jani tomar laura ta ke kemon kore khara korte hobe.” Ami jigesh korlam, “kemon kore?” Sonali amake chumu kjheye bollo, “ami tomake amar officer prothom diner Mr. Sener songer ghatona bolbo aar tumi dekhbe je tomar laura ta khara hoye geche.” Ami bollam, “tar mane? Mr. Sen tomake office prothom dene teo chudeche?” Sonali bollo, “ami jani Partho kemon kore tomar laura ta ke khara korte hoye.”

Porer sombare ami sakal 5.30 someye uthe bhalo kore chan korlam. Ami jantam je Mr. Sen office amar songe kichu na kichu korben aar tai amio ektu excited chilam aar ektu bhoye pachhilam. Tobe amieta jantam je uni office te besh senior tai uni khub sabdhan thakben. Seidine ami ekta silker neter sada rnger bra porlam, kalo ronger sleevless blouse aar ekta kalo ronger nyloner sari porlam. Ami sari ta jato ta para jaye neeche kore porlam. Binoye amake dekhe tha hoye gelo. Binoye amake office pounche dilo aar ami companyr main gete ponche gelam. Gete te ami amar appointment letter dekhiye bhetore dhuklam aar security amake HR Department dekhiye dilo. Depatmente amake anek gulo form deya holo aar ami segulo ke bhore dilam. Form bhorar por Mrs. Iyar, HR assistant amake company r bishoye anek katha bollen aaramar ki kaj sab bujhiye dilen. Ami jakhon sunlam je ami Mr. Sener Project Departmente Mr. Sener Assistence hoye kaj korbo to ami tha hoye gelam. Amake Mr. Sener Department dekhiye deoa holo. Mr. Sener Department ta besh dure chilo. Ami Mr. Sen ke tar cell phone deke bollam je please amake guide korun. Mr. Sen amake canteener kache wait korte bollen. Praye 10 minutes pore Mr. Sen amake tar Departmente niye gelen. Departmente giye Mr. Sen amake chok boro boro kore dekhte laglen. Tar por uni panter opor theke nijer laura ta ke theek korte korte amake bollen, “tomake dekhe ei sakal belatei amar bara ta khara hoye geche.” Ami bollam, “ki Sir, apni ja khushi bolchen.” Project Department aar keu chilo na karon tato khone lunch time hoye giyechilo. Uni amake oopore du talaye niye gelen, aar oopore jabar someye uni amake ekta choto cabin dekhalen aar bollen, “tumi ei cabine boshbe.” Cabin ta choto aar andhokar chilo aar tate ekta computer aar kichu file rakha chilo. Ami amar cabine dukhte jachhillam aar uni amar hath dhore nilen aar bollen, “tumi tomar cabine pore jeo, esho tumi aage amar cabin ta dekhe nao.” Amra Mr. Sener cabine gelam. Cabin ta khoob ekta porishkar chilo na. Ghore kagoj aar kichu machine part pore chilo. Gorer ek kona te carpet pata chilo. Mr. Sen tar ghor bondo ore diye amake joriye dhorlen aar bollen, “Sonali ami tomar katha kal theke bhabchee. Kal sara rat aar sakal theke tomar janno bhebe bhebe amar ghoom hoye nee.” Ami Mr. Sen ke joralam na, bhabchilam je eta office hochhee aar jekono someye keu aste pare. Ami khali jigesh korlam, “haan, apni bolun je apni amar janno ki ki katha chinta korchilen.” Uni bollen, “ami tomake dekhachee.” Ei bole Mr. Sen amake aro kache tene nilen aar peethe hath bolate laglen. Tar por amar much ta dhore amake chumu khete laglen. Onar jeev ta amar kukher bhetore dhuke gelo. Tar por uni amar jeev ta ke chuste laglen. Office ei sab korate amar khoob kharab lagchilo. Uni amar jeev chere diye amar kapale, chokhe, gale chumu khete laglen aar amar kaner lati ta aste aste kamrate laglen. Ami bujhte parchilam je onal garmee dhire dhire barche aar onar laura ta khara hoye amar guuder oopore dhuu marche. Mr. Sen tar por amar anchol ta soriye diye amar blouse aar bra dhaka mayee gulo ke dekhte laglen. Khanik pore Mr. Sen amar sari ta khulte laglen aar ami songe songe onar hath ta dhore niye bollam, “please Sir ekhane kichu korben na.” Ini amake bollen, “Sonali chup kore thako. Ami omar janno gato ek mash theke chinta korchee je tomake ami amar office chudbo. Aar tomar kono chinta korte hobe na karon amar office kono lok ashe na aar tar oopore ekhon lunch time cholche. Tumi aar nkhra dekhiyo na. Tomake aaj khoob subdor dekhte lagche aar ami etao jani Sonali je tumio aaj sakal theke amar kach theke choda khabar apekkha korcho.” Ai bujgte parlam je ami Mr. Sen ke kono prokare rukhte parbo na.

Tar por Mr. Sen amar blouse aar brar oopore theke amar mayee duto dhore tipte laglen aar amake chumu khete khete aste aste amar blouse ta khulte shuru kore dilen. Blouse ta kholar por amar sari tao khule nilen Mr. Sen. Am jante parchilam je Mr. Sener hathe ektu khani someye ache aar uni amake taratari chude dite chan. Mr. Sen amake carpeter oopore niye giye amake carpeter oopore shoeye dilen. Tar por uni jhunke boshe amar saya ta amar uru obdi tule dilen. Mr. Sen ek hath diye amar uru duto te hath bolate laglen aar anno hathe amar ekta mayee tipte aar chatkate laglen. Amar panty tao Mr. Sen khanik ore khule nilen aar ami amar already rase jabe jabe guud ta ke ekta uru diye chepe rakhar chesta korte laglam. Mr. Sen taratari nijer jama kapor khule niye amar oopore jhampiye porlen theek jano uni amake rape korben. Uni amar oopore chore amake joriye dhorlen aar ami onar shorirer weighte chepe jete laglam. Uni amake nijer buk diye chepe amake chumu khete laglen. Tar por Mr. Sen taratari amar duto paa dhoe phank kore diye tar laura ta amar guude dhukiye dilen. Ami bole uthlam, “hmmm, Sir, … chodo amake, haan achh kore chude dao amake. Amar khoob bhalo lagche.” Amar officer prothom dine Mr. Sener choda khete khoob bhalo lagchilo aar amar moner office choda chudir bhoye ta bhenge jete laglo. Mr. Sen amake khoob jore jore aar chee chepe thap mere mere chudchilen. Khobb taratari amar guuder jal khosbar janno tagbog kore uthlo aar ekta torer songe amar guuder jal khoshe gelo aar songe songe Mr. Sen o amar guude onar pheda dhele dilen. Ami neech theke komor tola dite dite bollam, “Hmm……..haaannnnn……khoob bhalo laglo.” Mr. Sen amake chumu kheye bollen, “sona ekhun otho aar giye tomar guud ta porishkar kore nao. Bathroom ta oi dike ache.”

Ami jei uthe danralam, amar saya ta phas kore nebe gelo aar Mr. Sen amar amar pacha te chotto kore chantee mere bollen, “thank you Sonali, tomar janno amar anek diner sapno puro holo. Ami eta o jani jani je tumi o guud chudiye khushee hoyecho. Tumi hoyto jano na je ami bhison kamuk lok hochhee, aar ami tomake ek dine 3-4 bar chudte pari.” Ami kichu bollam na, chupchap bathroome giye guud dhue nilam aar beriye elam. Tato khone Mr. Sen o jama kapor niyechilen aar amake bollen, “chalo amra lunch kore ashi. Tar pore duphure 2.30 te ekta meeting ache aar tate tumi amar songe jabe.” Amra canteene giye lunch kore nilam aar abar office chole elam. Office 2-3 jon mohila neeche kaj korchilo aar praye 7-8 kormi chilo. Ami jani na je ektalaye ki kaj hoye. Amake Mr. Sen abar onar cabine niye gelen aar bhablam je Mr. Sen amake abar theke chudben. Kintu uni kauke intercome dekhe pathalen. Khanik pore ek jon mishtee dekhte Panjabi meye ghore elo. Mr. Sen amake tar songe porichoye koriye dilen aar take bollen je amake amar kaj bujhiye dite. Ami jante parlam je ami sei meyetar jaygaye kaj korbo, keno na se resign kore diyeche aar 2-3 diner modheye chole jabe. Amra 2.30 someye meetinge gelam. Sei Panjabi mayetio amader songe gelo. Panjabi meye ta amake sab kaj bujhiye dilo aar kothaye ki ki ache tao bole dilo. Meyeta amake dekhiye dilo je ekta cupboarder pase ekta choto darza ache aar bollo, “jakhon Mr. Sen tomake dakbe tumi ei darza diye jete paro.” Ei korte korte bikel 5:00 beje gelo. Kintu Mr. Sen ekuno pheren nee. Meye ta amake bollo je se eibar jabe karon ta ke ek bar HR Departmente jete hobe. Ami take bollam, “theek ache.” Ami meye ta ke parishkar bhabe jigesh korlam, “aar sab theek ache. Tumi amake eta bolo je Mr. Sen tomake chudechen?” Meyeta amake dekhe bollo, “na, tobe eta jani je Mr. Sen tomake chudbe.”

Praye 6.30 someye Mr. Sen phire elen. Tatokhone baiyre besh andokar hoye giyeche. Ami jalna diye dekhlam je keu kothau neyee. Phire eshe Mr. Sen amake pechon theke joriye dhorlen aar bollen, “ami meetinge sara khon khali tomar katha bhab chilam aar amar kane kono katha jacchillo na. Tumi amake pagol kore diyecho, Sonali.” Amake ghuriye diye Mr. Sen amake anek khon dhore chumu khelen aar amio Mr. Sen ke chumu khelam. Mr. Sen amar mayee duto tipte laglen. Uni amar blouser ooporer duto hook khule dilen aar hath dhukiye amar ekta mayee baiyre kore diye seta ke chuste shuru kore dilen. Mr. Sen tar por ekta hath diye amar sari ta ektu ektu kore unchuu korte laglen aar tar par khali pachate hath bolate laglen. Mr. Sen khanik pore hath ta samne ene amar panty oopor theke amar guud ta ke chatkate laglen aar khanik pore amar panty ta khule dilen. Mr. Sen amar mayee chuschilen aar tar janno amar much theke seeeee awaj berute laglo aar uni akta angul amar guude dhukiye narrate laglen. Mr. Sen nijer pantar zip khule niye tar laura ta bar kore nilen. Amar sari ta na khule Mr. Sen amake table bosiye dilen aar amar paa duto choriye diye nijer bara ta amar guuder mukhe rekhlen. Tar por aste kore ekta thap diye tar bara ta amar ras bhora guude bhetore dhukiye dilen. Amar guude laura ta dhukiye Mr. Sen khoob khushi holen aar “ohh baby tumi khoob sundor, Sonali” bollen. Amio onake bollam, “Chudun amake Sir, chudun amake.”

Mr. Sen henshe bollen, “oh Sonali, ami tomake roz roz chudbo, tomar rase bhora guude bara dhukiye thap marte amar khoob bhalo lagche.” Mr. Sen amar thonth duto nijer thonte chepe anake chumu khete khete amake aste aste chudte laglen. Mr. Sen amake chudchilen aar amar guud theke madan ras gotiye goriye beruchilo aar ami bujhte parchilam je khoob taratari amar guuder jal khoshe jabe. Ami Mr. Sener peethe amar nokh diye anchriye oanke taratari chdte bollam. Uni amake bollen, “Sonali amar sonamoni, tumi amake guud marate bhalobash?” Ami amar komor ta ektu tule thaper songe songe komor dolate dolate bollam, “oohh haaaan, chodo amake. Amar khoob bhalo lagche.” Tar por Mr. Sen amake jore jore thap mere mere amar ras jhara guud ta ke chudte laglen. Onar baro baro aar bhari bichee duto eshe eshe amar ponder oopore thaper songe songe achre achre porte laglo. Mr. Sen amake jore jore aar chepe chepe chudchilen aar songe songe amar uru duto te hath ghorachilen. Khanik pore, uni amake ghuriye dilen. Ami chupchap tabler oopore jhunke gelam aar amar guuder aar ponder phuto onar samne beriye thaklo. Amar pacha dhore uni abar theke amake chudte laglen aar amar much theke gonganor awaj berote laglo. Mr. Sen amake chudte chudte amar pacha te thappor marte laglen. Ghore takhon amar gonganor awaj aar thaper awaj “pakat pakat, pak pak” aar onar uru amar pachar songe lagar awaj, “thaaaap thaaaap” ghurchilo. Mr. Sen amake jore jore chudchilen aar khanik pore ami “OOUUII chodoooooooooooo” bole amar guuder jal khosiye dilam. Mr. Sen amar guuder jal khasano dekhe mariya hoye amake jore jore kukur choda chudte laglen aar koek seonder pore amar pacha duto khamche dhore amar guuder gobhire nijer pheda dhele dilen. Mr. Sener garam garam pheda amar guude porte amar guuder bhetore besh garam hoye gelo tobe guud puro puri bhave tripto hoye gelo.

Ami aar Sonalir katha sunte parchilam na kenon na amar bara ta tataiye kala gach hoye giyechilo tai ami Sonali ke tule amar dike ghuriye ta ke amar khara barar oopore bosiye dilam aar Sonali o tar hat diye amar bara ta dhore nijer guude dhukiye nilo. Amader dujoner shorir sei someye sabane chap chap korchilo. Bara ta guude niye Sonali ektu nore chore theek hoye bosh lo aar tar por se tar komor tule tule amake chumu khete khete chdte laglo. Khanik pore tube te, ami Sonali ke tule take bathtube boshiye dilam aar tar duto pacha du hathe kore dhre ta ke chudte laglam. Sonali ke amar bara diye choda khete khete aro sundor dekhachilo aar amar bathroome dewale aina te amader choda chudi dekhte dekhte bhison bhave garam hoye giyechilam aar tai Sonali ke jore jore chudte laglam. Praye 8-10 minutes pore ami amar pheda diye Sonalir guud ta ke bhore dilam aar Sonali o tar giider jal diye amar bara ta ke chan koriye dilo.

Amra du jone eksonge nengto hoye shoeye porlam. Sakal bela ghum bhangar pore ami Sonali ke abar ek bar chudlam aar chan tan kore amader traininge chole gelam. Bikel bela ami training theke phire eshe amar ghore gelam aar chan kore ami Sonalir ghore gelam. Sonali ke kal sondher obostha te dekhe ami khoob khushi holam. Khali kal sondheye te Sonali ekta maroon ronger gown pore chilo aar aaj ke Sonali ekta golapi ronger silker gown pore chilo. Sonali purshu theke rat rat bhor guud chudiye chudiye khoob thoke giyechilo. Sonali amake bollo je tar sara gaye baitha korche. Ami Sonali ke sara gaye messege kore dilam aar message korte korte amar bara ta khara hoye gelo. Ami jakhon Sonali ke massage korchilam takhon ami jigesh korlam, “tomar kemon lagche?” Sonali bollo, “khoob bhalo lagche.” Ami abar bollam, “tahole amar puroshkar ta koi?” Sonali bollo, “tumi ja chao, tai pabe, sona amar.” Ami abar jigesh korlam, “Sonali tumi kichu kharab mone koro na, ami tomar kach theke jante chai je Mr. Shah tomake abar kono din chude chilen?” Sonali ho ho kore henshe uthlo aar bollo, “ami jantam je tumi eta jante chaibe.,”

“Partho, ami tomake bolbo, jate tumi amake aaj rate bhalo kore chudbe.”

Tumi to jano je amader company te prothom 6 mash obdi je kono employeye probatione thake aar tar pore se permanent letter paye. Kintu teen mash pore amake bola holo je amake eibar permanent letter deoa hobe. Permanent hobar songe songe amat mayne bere jabe. Mr. Sen Sir amake bollen je amake Bombay te amader Branch Office jete hobe aar sekhane ami Mr. Shahr songe dekha korte hobe. Ami bujhe gelam je ami Bombay te gele Mr. Shah amake chudbe. Ami bhison uttejito hoye porlam, kenona Mr. Shah amader company te besh unchoo poste achen. Mr. Sen amake jigesh korlen, “tomar Mr. Shah ke kemon lage, kenon an Mr. Shah r bara amar bara theke anek boro. Amra du jone ek songe meyeder chude thaki.”

Mr. Sen amar kache eshe amar mukhe hath bolalen. Ami Mr. Sener katha te besh garom hoye giyechilam aar ami Mr. Shah r bishoye aro kichu jante chaichilam. Mr. Sen amar much ta ke dhore amar puro mukhe chumu khelen aar nijer jeev ta amar mukhe dhukiye narte laglen. Uni amar thont kamre diye anek khon dhore amar mukhe jeev narte thaklen.” Ami garom hoye giye Mr. Sener jeev ta ke mukhe niye chuste laglam. Mr. Sen amar jeev niye khelte khelte onar ekta hath diye amar blouse aar bra oopor theke amar mayee tipte laglen. Chumu khaowa sesh kore Mr. Sen amake table boshiye dilen. Tar por uni kono rakome amar blouse ta khule nilen. Amar blouse khola hoye gele uni amar bra tao khule dilen aar amar mayee duto khule onar samne beriye elo. Mayee duto khule Mr. Sen segulo ke muchre muchre tipte laglen, aar theke amar bonta du to chuste laglen. Amar mayee tipte tipte Mr. Sen amake bollen, “ami jani je Mr. Shah eibare tomake ulte palte chudbe. Mr. Shah amake bolechen je jeno ami tomake bhalo kore bole di je eibar tumi bhalo kore onar kach theke chodon khete jachho. Mr. Shah mayee ke chatkate aar chuste khoob expert hochhen, aar Mr. Shah ke diye tumi mayee tipiye aar mayee chusiye khoob anando pabe.”

Amar mayee tepa aar chosate amar khoob bhalo lagte laglo aar ami “aaaaaiieeeee ooohhhhhhhhhhh unnh uunhg unnhhgg uunnhhhgggg” bole amar sukher janan dilam. Amar gongani sune Mr. Seny, amake taratari table theke nabiye amar sari aar saya ta khule dilen. Mr. Sen o amake chudbar janno chat phat kor chilen aar onar bara ta takhon khara hoye amar guuder samne katha thukchilo aar amar guud theke amar madon ras top top berochillo. Mr. Sen aishara kore abar thele table chore boshte bollen, aar uni amake table oopore shoeye dilen, aar uni amar duto paa dhore phank kore amar guude onar sakhto khara laura ta dhukiye dilen. Guude laura ta dhuktei amar much theke “uunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nnnnn”, awaj beriye elo aarmr. Sen amake aste aste chudte laglen. Amar peethe Mr. Sener tableer janno thanda lagchilo aar Mr. Sener thaper chote ami ektu ektu kore oopore dike sore jachillam. Amar pacha duto table thaka janno thanda hoye giyechilo aar amar garom guude Mr. Sener garom laura ta aram se asha jaowa korchilo. Ami Mr. Sener thap khete khete anondor sathe “uunngh siiiirrrrr oohhh” bolchilam. Eibare Mr. Sen amake beshi khon chudte parlen na aar amar guude nijer pheda dhele amar guud ta ke bhoriye dilen. Ami tar por table theke uthe porlam aar amar jama kapor niye bathroome dhuke porlam.

Tar por amake seye shanibare Bombay pathano holo amar permanency letter ta nite. Obishhee jadi company na patha to to ami nije theke chole jetam amar permanacy letter nite. Jabar aage Mr. Seb amake bollen je kono ekta 5 star hotele nabte. Amar flight Bombay te praye duphur 1.00 someye pounchulo aar praye songe songe amake Mr. Shah phone kore onar songe 1.30 someye hoteler resturente dekha korte bollen. Ami hoteler resturente thik someye pouche gelam aar ekta table giye boshlam. Khanik pore Mr. Shah resturente dhuklen aar amake dekhe onar mukhe hanshe beriye gelo. Jodio amar pasher chair ta khali chilo, tobuo Mr. Shah amar samne chaire boshlen. Lunch kaoar somoye Mr. Shah chupchap ekjon bhadroloker moto chilen aar amake Bombay sambondhe nana katha bolchilen. Amader lunch hoye jaoar por Mr. Shah amake onar songe cholte bollen. Ami onar pechone pechone cholte laglam. Amra hoteler reception giye check in korlam aar check in sign Mr. Shah korlen.

Ghore pounchiye Mr. Shah du botol ber janno order dilen. Beer diye jakhon waiter chole gelo takhon Mr. Shah aar ami bedroome dhuklam. Bedroome giye amake Mr. Shah bollen, “ami tomake sampurno nengto dekhte chai, tai tumi tomar sab jama kapor khule phelo.” Ami ek ek kore amar gayer jama kapor khulte laglam aar kichu khoner modheye amu Mr. Shah samne ekdom nengto hoye danralam. Amake ekdom nengto dekhe Mr. Shah bollen, “bahhhhh….hmmm…goood…Sattee tumi khoob sundor. Tomar shorirer konaye konaye sex bhora ache. Sonali tomar hoyeto mone ache je ami tomake bolechilam je tumi jakhon Bombay te asbe ami tomake ulte palte ram choda chidbo.” Ei bole Mr. Shah giye beer botol duto niye elen aar amake tabler oopore boshte bollen. Ami table oopore ithe amar duta paa jhuliye boshe porlam. Table nengto paca niye boshte amar pacha duto te thanda lagte laglo. Amake Mr. Shah bollen, “tomar mukher oopore khanik ta beer dhalo, ami beer ta tomar mukhe theke jekhane jeklhane goriye porbe sekhan theke ami chete chete khabo.” Ami Mr. Shahr katha suni chomke gelam. Tobe ami onar katha moto amar kapaler oopore khanik ta beer dhele dilam. Jakhon amar gaa beye beye beer ta amar nak, gal, gala, buk, pet, nayee aat guuder kache poncholo takhon Mr. Shah bollen, “Hmmm…eibar ami shuru korbo.” Aar amar dike egiye eshe jeev diye amar amar kapal theke chata shuru korlen. Beer ta chat te chat te uni bollen, “mmmm haaaaaaaan beer tar swad ta onno rakom hoye geche.” Amar Mr. Shahr garom garom jeever chounwa khoob bhalo lagchilo tai ami “ooooooooooh haaaaaaaaan” bole uthlam. Eibar Mr. Shah amar thonter oopore theke beer chatchilen. Beer chat te cha te Mr. Shah amar mukher bhetore nijer jeev ta dhukiye dilen. Mr. Shahr aar amar duto hath table oopore rakha chilo. Mr. Shah tatokhone amar gal, thutni, gala aar mayeer khanja ta chata shuru kore dilen. Jakhon Mr. Shah amar mayeer khanj chat te laglen takhon ami Mr. Shah duto kandh dhore nilam aar bollam, “Oh haaaaaaaaan. Choso haaaaaaan amake choso.” Mr. Shah amake bollen, “Oh haaaan….. Tomar gaa chata bhalo lagche?” “Haan khoob bhalooooooo lagcheeeeeee” ami bollam. Mr. Shah beer botole niye amar mayyer oopore aro khanik ta beer dhele dilen. Beerer thanda te amar mayyer bonta duto sakhto hoye gelo aar tai dekhe Mr. Shah bollen, “hmmm….tomar mayy aar tar bonta duto khoob sundor.” Aar amar ekta bonta mukhe niye chuste laglen aar aste aste kamrate laglen. Amar mayyer bontar oopore jeev chalate chalate Mr. Shah amar duto uru dhore nilen. Ami khushir chote bole uthlam, “Oh haaaaaaaaaan…..Sirrr…..plllllllleassse….. Amar mayeeeeee chere dinnnn. Amiiiiiii aaarrrrr parchiiiiiii naaaaaa. Amakeeeeee chuduuuuuuuun, pleaseeeeee amakeeeeeee chudun Siiiiirrrr.” Mr. Shahr amar mayee bonta shojjo hochhillo na. Aaj obdi amar mayeer chuse amake eto such keu deye nee.

Amar guud theke amar madon ras jhap jhap kore beruchillo aar kichu someyer modheye amar duto uru amar guudr rase bhije gelo. Amar guud ekhon khoob jore jore choda khete chaichilo. Takhon Mr. Shah amake bollen, “haaaan eibar tumi tabler oopore shoeye poro aar tomar paa duto phank kore dhoro. Ami tomar guud theke beer chete chete khabo.” Ami songe songe table theke carpeter oopore shoeye amar duto paa phank kore dhorlam aar songe songe Mr. Shah amar duto jangh dhore niye amar uru dutor bhetor dike chumu khowa aar chata shuru kore dilo aar kakhono kakhono amar uru dutor oopore jeev bolate laglo. Dhire dhire Mr. Shahr jeev ta amar guuder dike barte laglo. Beer amar guuder oopore top top kore porchilo aar Mr. Shah amar guud ta ke duto hath diye khule guud ta ke chata shuru kore dilen. Beer top top kore amar guuder khola mukhe porte laglo aar mar guude thanda beer lagte ami shintiye gelam. Mr. Shah amake bollen, “hmmm dekho tomar guuder phuto te beer kemon kore top top kore porche. Ami eibare tomar guuder bhetor theke beer chete chete khabo” aar nijer jeev ta ke chunchlo kore amar guuder bhetore dhukiye beer khete laglen. Ami sukher chote “uuuuuhhhhhhh yeeaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaargggggg hhhhhhhhh” kore chenchiye uthlam. Mr. Shah jemon kore amar guud ta ke jeev diye chudchilen ami ta dekhe abak hoye gelam. Ami Mr. Shar matha ta dhore jato ta pari onar much ta ke amar guuder oopore chapte laglam aar amar komor tule amar ggud ta ke onar mukher kache niye gelam. Amar chatphatani dekhe Mr. Shah bhison bhabe excited hoye gelen aar amar duto pachar talaye hath lagiye amar guud ta chat te aar chuste laglen. Mr. Shah amar pacha duto chere diye tar angul diye amar guuder much ta ke aro choriye dhorlen aar onar jeev jato ta bhetore jaye guude dhukiye amake jeev diye dhudte laglen aar jeev ta ke amar konter oopore ghoste laglen. Ami sukher chote pagole hoye guye, “ooooooooh yeeeeeeeeeeeaahhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhh sala chodon khor haaaaaaan aaa chosooooo ssssssssssssssssss khoooooooooob bhalooooooooo lagcheeeeeee, chosoooooooo amarrrrrr guuuuuuud taaaaa” bolte laglam. Amar kono hunsh chilo na aar ami guud chosar sukhe pagol hoye giyechilam. Mr. Shah amar guud onar angul dhukiye narte laglen. Guude angul dhokano te anar angule amar guuder ras lege chat chat korte laglo. Onar angul choda amar khoob bhalo lagchilo aar ami “Oooooooooooh haaaaaaan seeeeeeeeee ohhhhhhhh goddddddddddd…haaaaan aroooo Sirrrr…. Please thamoooooo, ami aaar parchiiiiiii naaaaa” bolte laglam aar onar hath ta amar guud theke sarate laglam. Mr. Shah amar hath ta ke dhore niye abar theke amar guude onar angul bhore dilen aar jore jore narrate laglen aar bolchilen, “nao, amar guud marani Sonali, nao amar angul diye choda kaho” bolte bolte Mr. Shah tar angul amar guude narrate laglen. Aaj tor amar kach theke tor jiboner sab theke sera choadni khabe. Ja toke Mr. Sen tar bara diye dite pareni, amar angul tor guud ke debe.” Ami guude angul naranor sukhe bollam, “oooooo…oucccccccch hh.” Amar sitkar amar guude baitha janno chilona chilo guuder sukhe. Mr. Shah amar mukhta dhore amar mukhe onar jeev ta dhukiye dilen. Ami Mr. Shahr gala dhore Mr. Shah ke chumu khete laglam. Ami janchilam je amar guuder jal khoob taratari khoste jachhe aar tai ami “uhhhh ooooh haaaaaaaan oucccccccccch. Mmmmmm .haaaaaaaan” bolte bolte guuder jal khosiye dilam aar Mr. Shah ke chumu diye bollam, “hmmm ohhhhhhh Sirrr khooooooob bhalooooo lagloooooo.” Ami takhon bujhte parlam je ami koto boro khanki.

Mr. Shah amar hath dhore amake bichanate niye gelen aar amake aste dhakka mere bichanate shoeye dilen. Tar por nijer hathe amar duto hantu dhore amar paa duto ke phanke kore laurata amar rase bhara guuder mukhe lagiye dilen aar aste kore komor ta kheliye laurar mundee ta amar guude bhetore sendhiye dilen. Guude mundee ta dhokbar songe songe amar much theke “AARRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH HHH” awaj beriye elo keno na amar guude Mr. Shahr laura ta niye amar guude bhetore bhison sukher jowar boye gelo. Laurar mundee dhokate amar guuder much bhison bhabe choriye giyechilo. Mr. Shah tar por amar duto mayee du hathe niye chatkate chatkate dhire dhire laura ta maar guude dhokate laglen. Ami guude bhison bhave chaper anubhov korchilam aar tai ami “Unh, Uunh. Uunh, uunnnnhhh, UUUUUUNNNHHHHHHHH” kore uthla. Aste aste Mr. Shah laurata puro puri amar guuder bhetore sendhiye gelo aar amar mone holo je keu amar guuder bhetore shil-norar nora ta dhukiye diyeche. Puro laura ta amar guude jabar por ami Mr. Shah ke bollam, “ohhh haaaaaan Sirrrr ahhhh chudun amake chuduuuuuuuuun.” Mr. Shah amake ghosa thap mere mere chudte laglan aar ami amar pond tola dite dite Mr. Shah r thap gulo amar guude nite thaklam. Ami amar paa diye Mr. Shah ke bendhe rekhechilam. Amake chudte chude Mr. Shaha amake bolle, “Sonali, ssaallii, kuteeee, tui bhison bhalo jinish hochhis. Anek din pore aaj ekta khandani guud chudte peyechee” aar amake jore jore ghasha thap mere chudte laglen. Ami pond tola diye Mr. Shah thap gulo amar guude nite nite amar guuder jal khshe gelo aar ami “oouiiiii mmaaaaaaa” bole uthlam aar chokh bando kore guuder jal khasanor anando ta upobhog korte laglam. Mr. Shah o amake chudte chudte tar hatat puro bara ta amar guude pure “ohhhhhhh Sonaliiiiiiii, tokeeeeeeee chudeeeeeeee saliiiiiiiiiiiii” bolte bolte amar guuder bhetore pheda chere dilen. Amra dujoniyee mal khosiye nistej hoye pore thaklam.

“Sonali, tomake ekhon dekhte khoob bhalo lagche” bole Mr. Shah amar gale hath bolate laglen aar khanik pore bollen, “Sonali tumi amar chodon kheye khushee hoyechoo?” Ami onar kathar kono uttor dilam na. Mr. Shah abar theke bollen, “Sonali tor puro shorir ta bhari mast mast hochhe, aaye amar kache aaye.” Mr. Shah sofa te boshe amake tar kole tene boshiye dilen. Amake kole boshiye Mr. Shah abar theke amar mayee duto te hath bolate lagle tipte laglen aar chatkate laglen. Jakhon uni amar mayeer bonta duto angule diye mocrate shuru korlen amar much theke gonganeer awaj beriye elo. Ami amar ponder talaye Mr. Shahr laura ta abar theke khara hoya bujhte parchilam. Mr. Shah dhire dhire aagekar bancha beer khete laglen aar amake kole boshiye nijer laura ta khara korte laglen aste aste. Uni amakeo theke theke beer khaowa chillen. Prothom botol ta sesh kore amake anno beer botol ta ante bollen. Ami uthe botol ta niye elam. Beer niye pherar somey ami dekhlam je Mr. Shahr laura ta abar theke khara hoye sakhto hoye ache. Ami bhebe parchilam na eto taratari abar theke Mr. Shahr laura ta kemon kore khara hoye gelo. Amake laurar dike takate dekhe Mr. Shah amake bollen, “Sonali, ami tomake aageyee bolechi je sedin ami tomake khoob tarahuror modheye chudechilam aar jakhon tumi Bombay te asbe takhon ami tomake ulte palte chudbo, aaj ke sei din hochhe.” Mr. Shah khara laura ta dekhe amar guude abar theke kutkutuni shuru hoye gelo aar amar guud ta bhije uthlo. Mr. Shah amake nijer oopore tene nilen aar amar paa phank kore amar konter oopore angul ragrate laglen. Ami aste kore Mr. Shah laura ta chunlam. Ami amar angul diye laura ta ke puro puri bhabe dhorte parchilam na karon laura ta bhison mota chilo. Mr. Shah amake jigesh korlen, “Sonali tumi mota bara pachondo karo?” Mr. Shah aar kichu na bole laura ta hathe dhore laurar mundee diye amar konta ke ragrate laglen. Ami guuder sukher anibhuti gongate laglam aar amar guud theke madon ras berote laglo.

Amar obostha ta bujhe Mr. Shah abar theke laura ta ke amar ras bhora guude dhokate laglen. Mr. Shah amar pacha ta dhore laura ta aste ate dhokachilen. Jakhon Mr. Shah amar guude laura ta dhokachilen to amar guud dhire dhire choura hoye jachhillo aar amar mone hochhillo je amar guud ta bujhee phete jabe aaj tai ami “ah aah aaaah aaaaahhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh hhh” korte shuru kore dilam. Dhire dhire laura ta amar guuder govire dhuke gelo. Jakhon luara tar ¾ amar guude dhuke gelo Mr. Shah amake aste aste thap marte laglen jate ki amar guuder much ta aro dhile hoye jaye aar sabta laura amar guude aram se chole jaye. Mr. Shah amake bollen, “Sonali, khoob bhalo lagche, tobe tomar guud ta bhetor theke besh tight aar ami jani je amar bara ta niye tomar guud tao khoob anado pachhee.” Dhire dhire Mr. Shah puro laura ta amar guuder bhetore dhukiye dilen aar guuder masho peshi gulo khule aar ankre ankre laura ta ke welcome korte laglo. Dhire dhire Mr. Shah amar pacha take khamche dhore tar chodar speed barate laglen aar ami “aahhhhhhh uurrggggggghhhhhhh ooouuuuiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiii mmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaa chodooooooo amakeeeeeee aarrgghhhhhhhhhhhhh” bole chechate laglam karon amar bhishon sukh hochhillo. Ami jore jore chenchachillam karon amar guuder jal ek por ek khoste laglo. Laura ta amar bhetore rekhe diye Mr. Shah amake tene tullen aar laura ta ke amar guud theke bar kore niye amake carpeter oopore upur kore amar pond ta ke unchuu kore diye amake shoeye dilen aar amar guuder bhetore onar laura ta ke pechon theke par par kore dhukiye dilen. Ami guude laura ta ke niye “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiii,’ kore uthlam. Mr. Shah amar pachate thappot marte marte amake pechon theke jore jore aar chepe chepe kukur choda chudte laglen. Hath bariye amar mayee tipte tipte Mr. Shah amake ei bhave 5-6 minut dhore chudlen. Khanik pore amar guud theke laura ta bar kore Mr. Shah amar pashe shoeye porlen aar jore jore hanfate laglen. Amra di joniyee hanfachillam aar tai botole benche thaka beer ta kheye nilam. Ei second round chodar someye Mr. Shah ekhono tar pheda diye amar guud bhore den nee tai onar laura ta ekhono khara hoye chilo tobe uni nije khoob thoke giyechilen. Uni amake nijer kole boshiye amar bagol chuste shuru kore dilen. Bagol chosha aar chatar songe songe amar mayee aar tar bonta gulo chosa cholchilo.

Ami Mr. Shahr ador kheye mukh theke amar gongani beruchilo aar amar guuder bhetore agun lege giye tar theke khali madon ras bruchilo. Mr. Shah amar sara shorir ta ke hath bolachilen, chumu khachilen aar chatchilen. Mr. Shah amake abar theke dhore bichanate niye gelen. Amake bichanate shoeye diye Mr. Shah amar oopore chore elen aar amar duto mayeer majhkhane laurata lagiye uni ghoste laglen. Ami anondo te pagol hoye siiiiiiiiiii siiiiiiiiii kore uthlam aar nijer hathe duto mayee chepe Mr. Shahr laura ta ke dhorbar chesta korte laglam. Khanik pore amar oopore theke nebe Mr. Shah amar duto paa oopore tule diye dhore raklen aar amar bando hoye thaka guuder mukhe laura ta lagiye dilen. Mr. Shah janten je emni kore guud chudle guuder phuto aro tight lage aar amar bando thaka guude laura ta dhukiye dilen. Ami baithar chote “aarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg ghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhh’ kore uthlam karon amar bando guude laura ta dhkano te amar gguder much mone hochhilo je chinre jabe. Mr. Shah bichanar oopore jhumke amar paa dhore amake aste aste thap mere mere chudte shuru korlen aar onar duto bichee amar khola ponde bar bar ghai marte laglo. Mr. Shah amake chude chollen, “thup, thhuup, thhhuupppppp, tttttttaapppppppphh hhhhh” aar onar bichee duto amar khola ponde achre achre porte awaj berote laglo. Ami Mr. Shahr chodon khete khete “ooouuuuuuuiiiiiiii i aaaaoooww oooooohhhhhh, uunngg, uunngghh, ooohhhhhh oohhhhhhhhhhhhh” korte laglam aar Mr. Shah amar kono kichu te kan na diye amake chudte thaklen. Amar mone neye je ami takhonkar chodone kato bar guuder jal khosiye chee kintu Mr. Shah onar chodon thamalen na. Mr. Shah nijer chodon staminar oopore garbo chilo aar tai uni amake bichanate phele chude jete laglen. Anek khon pore Mr. Shahr laura ta amat guuder bhetore bomi kore tar mal phele dilo aar Mr. Shah amar guud theke laurata tene bar kore nilen. Laurata amar guud theke “phhuutttttttt” awaj kore berutei amar guud ta jeno ekdom khalu hoye gelo. Mr. Shah chodon shesh kore amar oopore chok bando kore shoeye royilen.

Ami jani na kakhon amar chok lege gelo aar ami ghumiye porlam. Jakhon ghoom bhanglo takhon sondheye 6.00 beje geche aar Mr. Shah ghor theke chole gechen. Amar balisher kache dekhlam ekta slip chere gechen aar tate lekha ache, “amar ekta jorori kaj ache. Ami tomake rat 8.00 nite asbo aar tumi amar songe ekta party te jabe. Party jabar janno dress change kore neo. Haan ekta katha aro je jakhon tumi ghumochile tomake dekhte lhoob bhalo lagchilo. Amar abar theke tomake chudbar ichha hoyechilo, kintu tomake ghum theke daka ta amar pachondo holo na. Rate amader enek lamba party cholbe aar tar janno tumi toyri theko. Mr. Shah”

Ami Mr. Shahr message ta porar aage thekei jantam je Bombayte eshe ami sara rat ghumote parbo na. Jak ami message ta porar por uthe chan korte gelam. Chan koe ami kapor porte giye dekhlam je ami party jabar moton kapor jama ani nee. Ami ekta maroon ronger sari porlam. Maching blouse ta bhison tight hoye giyechilo aar amar mayee duto te ankre boshe chilo. Sari ta ami jato ta sambhab neeche kore porechilam.

Rat theek 8.00 tar someye amar ghore knock holo aar Mr. Shahr driver amake bollo je “Sir, apnar janno wait korchen.” Driver ta amar songe ktha bolte bolte amake oopr theke neech obdi dekhchilo. Ami driverer naam jantam na tobe Mr. Shah ta ke Das bole dakchilen. Ami neeche jeei Mr. Shah garir darja khule dilen aar ami jakhon garite boshlam to dekhlam je gari te aro ekte meye boshe ache. Ami gari te boshe jawar por driver gari chere dilo aar Mr. Shah amake oi meyetrsonge porichoye koriye dilen. Uni bollen, “Sonali eni Sushma hochhe aar amader Delhi Divisione ekjon trainee hocheen. Sushama company te 4 mash aage join koreche aar ekhane tomar moton Permanent letter nite eseche.” Ami tokhuni bhuje gelam je ami je rasta dhore cpmpany te dhukechee, Sushma o sei rasta dhore company te dhukeche aar Permanency letter tao pabe. Amra halka katha bolte thaklam aar gari o cholte thaklo. Mr. Shah abar Sushmar dike ghure gelen. Sushma ekta kalo ronger top aar hantu obdi kalo skirt porechilo. Mr. Shah Sushmar top ta uthiye tar mayee duto amar samneye tipte laglen. Sushma ektu lajja peye nijer jayegaye ektu kunkre gelo aar tar seate matha rekhe boshlo. Mr. Shah ektu jhunke Sushmar mukher kache much niye giye ta ke kiss korlen aar tar por hath ta ke skirter bhetore dhukiye Sushmar guud ta ke chakate laglen. Guud chatkate chatkate Mr. Shah much ta aro nabiye mayee chuste shuru kore dilen. Ami chupchap boshe dekhte laglam. Khanik pore Sushma tar paa duto choriye dilo aar Mr. Shah ekta angul guuder bhetore dhukiye dilen aar narrate laglen. Sushma tar matha ta edik odik ghorate laglo aar pacha ta seat theke uthiye narrate laglo aar Mr. Shah tar guude jore jore angul korte thaklen. Ei sab dekhe dekhe amio besh garom gelam tobe ki korbo bujhte parchilam na. Subir aar Arunimar katha alda chilo, ami tader jantam. Ami kichu chinta korte parchilam na keno na ami amar pashe chala kaj dekhte dekhte garom hoye giyechilam aar amar guud ta puro puri bhabe rase bhije giyechilo. Khanik pore Sushma matha ek jhatka mere puro shorir ta ke sakhto kore nilo aar tar por nistej boshe porlo. Ami nujhe gelam je Sushmar guuder jal khoshe gelo. Mr. Shah kintu takhono mayee chshe cholechen aar guude angul nere cholechen. Khanik pore Mr. Shah guud theke angul bar kore chup hoye boshe gelen. Sushma nijer jama kapor theek korlo na. Sushma hath bariye Mr. Shar zip ta khule diye laura ta bar kore kheenchte laglo. Mr. Shah chokh bando kore kunkre gelen.

Sushama Mr. Shah laura ta ke dhore jore jore kheenchilo aar Mr. Shah amar dike ghure amar peethe aar amar gale hath bolate laglo. Amake aste kore bollen, “Sonali tomar ajker rat jiboner sarniyo rat hobe.” Ami kichu bujhte parchilam na. Mr. Shah tar por amar mayee duto hathe dhore niye amar gale aar gala te chumu khete khete abar bollen, “aajker rate tumi khoob enjoye korbe. Aaj ami jatokhon pari tomake chudbo, aar amader songe amar pashe bosha magi tao thakbe. Tumi ready theko.” Ami kichu bujhte parchilam na. Sushma tatokhone Mr. Shahr laura ta mukhe niye chuste shuru kore diyeche. Mr. Shah hath abriye amar mayee duto tipte thaklen. Amar much theke gongani berute laglo aar amio hath bariye Mr. Shah laura ta ke dhorbar chesta korte laglam. Khanik pore ani dekhlam je Sushma amar angul gulo chusche. Mr. Shah amake tene niye thonte chumu khete laglen. Khanik pore Sushma tar ekta hath amar hather oopore rekhedilo aar tatokhone Mr. Shahr laura ta pheda chara shuru kore dilo aar pheda gulo amar hath beye beye tapkate laglo. Sushma much ta ke aro nabiye amar hath aar angul chat te laglo. Mr. Shah khanik pore amake tissue paper dilo amar hath ta punchte. Gari te jete jete someye ta bhaloi katchilo aar eibar ami garom hoye bhabchilam je aajker rate amar aar Mr. Shahr songe Sushmao thakbe.

Ami Sonali ke se rate aro du bar chude chude nengto Sonali ke joriye ghumiye porlam. Porer din sakale Mr. Sener phone elo aar uni bollen je uni duphur ibdi Delhi pounchiye jaben. Mr. Sener phone peye Sonalir mejaj kharap hoye gelo. Amara beshi katha bollam na aar ami amar ghore chole elam. Aar toyri hoye nilam traininger janno. Phire asar someye amar matha te ekta jabbor plan elo. Sonali ke keu amar kach theke niye jabe eta ami chaichilam na. Ami amar plane sab kichu bhebve Sonali ke deke bollam je amar songe resturenete breakfaster someye dekha korte. Sonali restaurente kanch machu much kore elo. Sonali takhon salwar suit pore chilo. Amake hanshte dekhe Sonali amake jigesh korlo, “ki baipar khoob khushi khushi mone hochhe?” Ami bollam, “ami chan korte korte kichu chinta korchilam.” Sonali jigesh korlo, “kon katha?” Ami bollam, “dekho Sonali, Mr. Sen amader companyte bhalo positione achen. Ami jani aar tumi jano je traininger por ki hobe.”

Sonali bollo, “tar mane tumi chao je Mr. Sen abar theke amake chuduk.”

“Sonali ami jani je amake tomar bhalo lage, aar ami eeo jani je tumi tumi Mr. Sener kach theke chodon khete bhalobasho. Karon tumi kakhono boloni je tomar Mr. Sener chodon bhalo lage na.”

“Ami jodi emon kichu kori jate Mr. Sen tomake amar kach theke chodon khete bole, tahole kemon hoye?” Her.

“Tumi ki aboltabol katha bolcho. Eta theek je Mr. Sen amake khoob bhalo kore chode, kintu seta tomar chodon khabar aage parjonto.”

“Ami tomar katha bujhi, dekho na tomar songe katha bolte bolte amar bara kemon bhabe khara hoye geche.”

“Ami tomar kono katha bujhte parchi na.”

“Tumi chup kore amar katha sune cholo aar tate tumi amade dujon kei pabe. Amar plan mafik cholle ami boss hoye jabo aar ami ja ja bolbo Mr. Sen amar kaya moto cholbe.”

“Partho, tmi ki bolte chaicho, ami kichu bujhte parchi na. Amar bhoye korche.”

“Tomar kono khoti ami chaichee na. Amar sonamoni, tumi amake tomar ghorer chabi ta ekbar dao ekhon aar bikele training sesh hobar aage seta tumi amar kach theke niye bhilo na.” Ei bole ami uthe porlam.

Ami Sonali ke bollam, “tumi jao, ami tomar songe bikele dekha korbo.”

Sonali kichu chinta kore bollo, “tumi ki traininge ascho na?”

Ami bollam, “na, amar kichu joruri kaj ache.”

Amiandheri te chole gelam, sekhane amar ek bondhur agenter electronicer dokan ache. Ami take bhalo kore chini. Ami dokane giye duto choto Sony camera nilam. Camerate beshi rakomer backup time aar recording time chilo. Duto camera nite amar pockete theke anek gulo taka beriye gelo. Ami hotele phire Sonalir ghore giye duto camera lukiye emon jaygaye fit korlam jate puro ghar ta dekha jete pare aar tader powerer tar duto jure dilam. Jei training sesj holo ami Sonalir ghore gelam aar camera duto chalu kore dilam aar take SMS kore bole dilam je amar ghor theke chabi niye nite. Jakhon ami Sonali aar Mr. Sen ke aste dekhlam ami aste kore giye Sonali ke chabi ta diye dilam. Sonali amake kichu jigesh korlo na. Praye 15-20 minut pore tara Sonalir ghore gelo. Amar khoob kharab lagchilo karon ami jantam je ghore giye Mr. Sen Sonali ke niye ki korbe. Praye 6.30 someye amake Sonali phone kore bollo je se ekhun bathroome chan korche aar tara ektu pore baire jabe. Ami Sonali ke chabi ta amake diye jete bollam. Sonali kichu na bhujhte pere amake jigesh korlo, “amar ghorer chabi diye tumi ki korbe?” Ami bollam, “sona amar, tumi ki chao na je ami tomar Sirer samne tomake nengto kore chudee, aar hoeto seta aaj ratei hobe?” Sonali bollo, “satte satte ami tomar kando karkhana kichu bujhte parchi na.”

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Ami kono mote Sonalir ghorer chabi ta reception theke niye nilam aar taratari Sonalir ghore giye camera gulo khule nilam. Ami camera ta rewind kore ami dekhte laglam je kemon chobi eseche. Tar por ami taratari niche giye dekhlam je Sonali ekta sofa te boshe ache aar Mr. Sen anno karur songe kajer katha bolchen. Ami chabi ta chupchap Sonali ke diye dilam aar giye Mr. Sener songe katha bolte laglam. Ami Mr. Sen ke bollam, “hello Sir, ami Partho hochhee aar ami Productione kaj kori. Ami ekhane ekta bearinger kaje eshechee. Banerjee Sir amake apnar songe ei bishoye katha bolte boechen.” Mr. Sener songe katha bolte bolte ami onake bhalo kore dekhchilam. Uni besh supurush chilen aar tai ami nujhte parlam je keno Sonali onar protee jhunke thake. Mr. Sen amake bollen, “ekhun amar ekta joruri kaj ache, tumi tomar cell number ta amake diye dao ami pore tomake phone korchee.” Ami onake amar cell phoner number ta diye dilam aar dekhlam je Sonali amader dike kemon ajanar moton cheye ache.

Ami amar ghore phire gelam karon amake anek gulo kaj korte chilo. Ami duto camera theke clip gulo amar computere te transfer korlam aar tar por computer theke CD baniye nilam. CD chaliye dekhlam je camera te besh garom garom jinish eshche. Ami dekhlam – Mr. Sen aar Sonali ghore dhokar songe songe Mr. Sen ghorer darja bando kore dilen aar Sonali ke pechon theke joriye niye Sonalir ghare galaye chumu khete khete Sonalir pachate nijer bara ta ghoste shuru kore dilen. Mr. Sen tarpor Sonali ke sofa te boshiye Sonalir mukhe chumu khete laglen aar ete Sonali garom hoye gelo aar tar chokh much lal hoye gelo. Mr. Sonalir ghar ta ek hathe dhore jhunkiye diye anno hathe nijer panter zip ta khule phellen aar bollen, “Sonali tumi na thakate ami du din aar du rat khoob kashto modheye katiyechee. Eibar anek hoyeche aar amar bara ta tomar janno pagol hoye ache.” Sonali chupchap Mr. Sener bara ta dhore chuste laglo aar hat diye onar bichee duto te hath bolate laglo. Bara chosano te Mr. Sen bollen, “aahhhhhhh Sonali ami tomake bhison bhabe miss korechee. Ami eto miss amar wife ke kono din korinee. Ohh haaaaaan coso choso amar bara ta bhalo kore chosooooooo.”

Amar camera te awaj ta khoob bhalo bhabe record oyechilo. Sonali takhon khoob bhalo kore Mr. Sener bara ta mukhe dhukiye aar bar kore kore chuschilo. Khanik pore Sonali tar much theke bara ta bar kore dilo aar somge somge Mr. Sener ekta bichee mukhe niye chuste laglo. Mr. Sen hath bariye Sonalir paroner salwar ta khule dilen aar ta ke khali panty pore boshiye dilen aar tar bra tao khule dilen. Aar songe songe Sonalir panty tao khule nilen. Dekhe mone hichhilo je Mr. Sen adhorjo hoye porechen. Mr. Sen Sonalir guud dekhte dekhte bollen, “ki go sonamoni, aami ashbo jene tumi tomar guuder bal saf korecho?” Aar hather angul ras bhora guuder mukher char pashe ghorate laglen. Tar por Mr. Sem Sonalir guude duto angul dhukiye angul choda korte laglen. Sonali “unnggh, uuunggh, Sirrrrr”, kore uthlo aar Mr. Sen take chumu dilen aar abar Sonali jore “unngghh, uunngghh”, kore uthlo. Mr. Sem guud agule korte korte konta keo buroangul diye ghoschilen. Sonali sukher chote “aaaaaaahhhhhhhh” kore uthlo. Aar tar pacha norani dekhe ami bujhte parlam je Sonali tar guuder jal khosiye dilo. Mr. Sen guud theke angul bar kore niye angul gulo Sonalir mukhe dhukiye dilen. Aar Sonali tar guuder rase bheja angul gulo chapar chapar kore chuste laglo aar bolte laglo, “Sirrr hmmmmmm.” Mr. Sen danriye porlen aar Sonali ke jigesh korlen, “bolo Sonali, ki bhabchho? Tumi amake miss korchile ki na?”

Sonali ek gal henshe bollo, “ohh Sir hmmm haaaaaaaan.” Ami Sonalir uttior sune haan hoye gelam aar bujhlam je Sonali ekta khanki magi hocche. Mr. Sen tra bara ta hathe kore dhore Sonalir mukhe bara diye marte laglen aar bollen, “tumi etke anek kashto diyecho.” Sonali bollo, “tahole apni aage asen ni keno?” Mr. Sen muchki hanshi hesnshe bollen, “amar meyer biyer katha barta cholche, ekjon take dekhte esechilen. Kintu ami sara khon tomar katha bhabchilam.” Mr. Sen Sonali ke chool dhore carpete te hantu gere boshiye dilen aar abar theke tar mukhe nijer bara ta dhukiye dilen aar songe nijer komo aage pechone kore Sonalir mukg chudte laglen. Mr. Sen tar por Sonali ke sofa te chit kore shoeye dilen aar ekta paa tule nijer kandhe rekhe guuder mukhe bara ta ke set kore dilen. Sonali boja cholhe Mr. Sen ke dekhchilo aar tai dekhe Mr. Sen Sonali ke jigesh korlen, “ki dekhcho ta ki, bara ta dhore nijer guude dhukiye nao.. Tomar guud amar bara ta ke khabar janno chatphat korhe.” Sonali kono katha na bole ek hathe bara ta ke dhore aar anno hathe guuder much ta khule barar mundee ta nijer guude dhukiye dilo. Mr. Sen takhon Sonalir ekta paa dhore ek jhatka mere bara ta bhetore dhukiye dilo aar Sonali “ahhhhhhhhhhhh” kore uthlo. Tar pore Sonali ke aste aste chudte chudte Mr. Sen bollen, “Sonali tomar guud ta ke bhison bhabe miss korechee. Tumi amar bara ta miis korecho ki na?” Mr. Sen aste aste Sonalir guude bara kheliye kheliye Sonali ke chudte laglen aar khanik pore Sonalir oopore shoeye porlen. Sonalir oopore shoeye Mr. Sen aage Sonalir thonte chumu khelen aar ta por ghar ta nichu kore Sonalir mayeer bonta chuste laglen. Sonali guud chodate chodate “ahhhh ohhhhhhhh haaaaaan Sirrrrr uunnngghhh mayeeeeee chosuuuuuun” korte laglo. Mr. Sen eibar aste aste chodoner speed ta barate laglen aar onar bichee duto Sonalir khola ponde oopore achre achre porte laglo. Sonali chodon khete khete anondor chote jore jore bolchilo, “haaiiiiiiiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiii uuuuunnnnnggggggggg hhhhhhh.”

Mr. Sen chudte chudte bollen, “Sonali aram pachoo?” Sonali komor narrate narrate bollo, “haaaaaaan Siirrrrr.” Khanik khon thapanor por Mr. Sen bollen, “Sonali oyho, uthe bosho, ami tomake ekhon kutteer moton chudbo” ei bole Mr. Sen tar bara ta bar kore nilen aar Sonali ke boshiye diye tar hathe sofar kinara ta dhoriye char hathe payee kore diye peechon theke tar guude nijer tatano bara ta ek jhatka mere dhukiye dilen. Sonali peechon theke guude bara ta ke niye “ahhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhh Sirrrr” bole uthlo. Sonalir pechon theke bara ta ke niye guud chodate bhalobashe. Mr. Sen eibar Sonalir pacha ta dhore chepe chepe aar jore jore thap mere mere Sonali ke chudte laglen. Pratek thape thape Sonalir mayee duto dulte thaklo. Chudte chudte Mr. Sen Sonalir pacha aar ponder phutor oopore hath ghos chilen. Khanik pore Mr. Sen aro jore jore chudte chudte bollen, “ohhhhhh Sonaliiiiii amiiiii eibareeeeee tomarrrrr guuuuuud phedaaaaaa diye bhorbooooo.” Khanik pore Mr. Sen Sonalir nengto pachar oopore shoeye porlen aar ami bujhlam je Mr. Sen tar pheda diye Sonalir guud ta ke bhore diyechen. Khanik por Mr. Sen bara ta ke Sonalir guud theke bar kore nilen aar songe songe Sonalir khola guud theke Mr. Sener dhala pheda berute laglo. Nr. Sen pheda gulo ke nijer hathe niye hath ta ke bariye sei pheda gulo Sonalir mayee oopore lagiye ghoste laglen aar mayee duto chatkate laglen.

Mr. Sen uth porlen aar carpeter oopore nengto obostha te khola aar chodano guud dekhe ektu muchki hanshi hanslen. Sonalir guud theke yakhono aste aste pheda gariye goriye beruchilo. Sonali uthe porlo aar tar jama kapor niye bathroome chole gelo.

Sonali jakhon bathroom theke khali ekta towel joriye beriye elo takhon Mr. Sen beer khachillen. Sonali beriye eshe tar jamakapor gulo abar theke pore nilo. Sonali ke dekhe Mr. Sener hath abar theke barar oopore chole gelo aar bollen, “amar bara ta abar theke tomar guud chaiche.” Sonali tar dike takiye henshe dilo. Sonali Mr. Sener kache gelo aar Mr. Sen hath ta ke Sonalir toweler bhetore dhukiye tar jangh duto te hath bolate laglen aar khanik pore tar panty ta khule diye Sonalir samne hantu gere bose porlen. Tar por Sonali ke towel ta unchuu kore rakhte bole Sonalir guude nijer much ta lagiye diye guuder bhetore jeev ta dhukiye dilen. Khanik khon guud chosar por Mr. Sen uthe danriye porlen aarsofa te boste boste nijer panta khule diye bollen, “Sonali, eta ke nao. Esho Sonali tumi etar oopore boshe poro. Etake tomar guud diye kheye nao.” Sonali Mr. Sener dike much kore boste jachhilo kintu Mr. Sen Sonali ke ghuriye diye tar towel ta unchoo kore dhore bollen, “nao amar bara ta ke dhore nijer guude niye nao.” Sonali bara ta ke dhore nijer guude lagiye diye aste aste bara tar oopore boshe porlo aar bara ta aste aste guuder bhetore dhuke gelo. Bara ta jakhon guude dhukchilo takhon Sonali chatphat korte korte “ohhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ohhhhhh” matha ta ke jhatkamarte laglo. Mr. Sen pechon theke hath bariye Sonalir mayee duto tipte laglen. Sonali ekbar komor ta unchoo kore ek jhatka mere abar theke bara ta nijer guude dhukiye nilo. Mr. Sen Sonalir mayee duto muchremuchre chatlate rhaklen. Sonali eibar jore jore Mr. Sen ke chudte laglo aar dhire dhire pagoler moton hoye gelo aar bolte laglo, “oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhh haaaaaan haaaaaan ohhhhhh god haaaaan Sirrrrr!” Mr. Sen duhathe Sonalir mayee chatkate chtkate bolte laglen, “nem ne amar khanki sona, ne, niye ne amar bara ta tor guuder gobhire dhukiye ne. Uhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh.”

Mr. Sen hatat Sonali ke thele nijer oopore theke nabiye diye Sonali ke carpeter oopore cgar hathe paye kore dilen aar nije Sonalir pechone giye Sonlir khole gyyde bara ta ke lagiye ek dhakka mere puro bara ta ek songe Sonalir guude dhukiye dilen. Guude bhetore Mr. Sener bara ta niye Sonali hisiye uthlo. Mr. Sen Sonalir pacha ta dhore jore jore thap marte marte Sonali ke chudte laglen. Mr. Sen Sonali ke chudte chudte hanfachilen aar bolchilen, “Sonali, aaj tomake ami jiboner sab theke bhalo chodon debo.” Ei bole Mr. Sen jore jore ghasa thap nari talano thap marte marte Sonali ke chudte laglen aar hath ta bariye Sonalir mayee duto ke chatkate laglen. Khanik pore Mr. Sen bara ta ke Sonalir guuder bhetore amul dhukiye Sonalir khola pachar oopore nistej hoye shoeye porlen aar Sonalio carpeter oopore matha rekhe shoeye porlo. Sonali sara much ghame aar chodoner khushi te chak chak korchilo. Ami bhujte parlam je Sonali aar Mr. Sener mal beriye geche. Khanik pore dujoniye uthe porlo.

Tar por ami amar cell phene Mr. Sener call pelam. Ami Mr. Sen ke amar ghore aste bollam aar takhuni sunte pelam je Mr. Sen Sonali ke bolchen, “Sonali, tumi tomar ghore jao, ami ektu pore ashchee.” Ami taratari duto DVD formate CD baniye nilam aar amar cell phone theke sab clip aar chobi gulo amar computer copy kore nilam. Khanik pore amar ghorer darja te knock pelam. Darja khule dekhi je samne Mr. Sen danriye achen. Ami Mr. Sen ghore niye elam aar khaki khon company aar bearing sombondhe alochona korlam. Mr. Sen taratari katha sesh jete chaichilen. Tai ami amar asol katha te chole aste shuru korlam. Ami Mr. Sen ke bollam, “Mr. Sen ami apnar songe ekta anno bishoye katha bolte chai.”

Mr. Sen amar katha sune amar dike takalen. Ami bujhte parchilam je uni taratari ghore jete chan aar giye Sonali ke abar theke chudte chan tobe uni bollen, “haan, bolo, ki bolte chao.”

“Haaan Sir………………..ami ekjon sundor mahilar katha bolchi jar songe apni…………”

“Tumi ki ja ta bolcho?” Mr. Sen amar oopore rege gelen.

“Sir amio apnar moton Sonalir Chakroborty janno interested”

“Tumi ki bolte chaicho, matha to kharab hoye jaye nee tomar. Beshi bak bak korle kal theke tomar company te asha bando koriye debo”

Ami Mr. Sener katha sune ektu rege gelam aar onake bollam, “Sir matha ta thanda korun, rag keno korchen, amui jani je apni Sonali ke chudchen aar amio Sonali ke chudte chai.” Amar katha sune Mr. Sen rege agun hoye gelen aar amake bollen, “tumi ki ja ta bolcho, tumi ki jano je tumi kar songe katha bolcho?” Ami jantam je amar kache ja ache seta thakte Mr. Sen amar kichu korte parben na aar tai amio bhoye na peye onake bollam, “haan, Mr. Sen ami jani je apni ke hochhen ar etao jani je apni Sonali ke choden.”

Amar dike ekta angul dekhiye Mr. Sen bollen, “theek ache, tumi ja chao ami tai korbo. Ami tomake company theke bar kore ami tomake policer hathe tule debo.” Mr. Sen ei bole ghor theke beriye jete laglen aar ami songe songe bollam, “ek minute sir, amar kachu ache aar seta jodi ami publice diye dee tahole apni company te aar thakben aar amar mone hoye je apni baroteo aar thakte parben na. Aar apna meyer jar biye hobar teek hochee tar ki hobe ta ami bolte parchi na.” Amar katha sune uni abar amar kache phire elen aar hath tule bollen, “tomar maar guud chudi sala, tui ki jata bolchis, haramjada.”

Ami Mr. Sener hath ta dhore onake bollam, “sir shanto hon aar amar katha gulo bhalo kore sunun, tarpor ja korbar ichche thake ta korben. Shanto hoye ekhane oshe jan.” Ami amar computer ta chaliye dilam aar sabar aage onake amar mobile theke copy kara chobi aar clip gulo dekhalam. Mr. Sen ogulo dekhe haan hoye gelen. Tarpor ami Sonali ghore adh ghanta aage ja hoyche seta onake dekhalam aar tate chobi aar katha gulo porishkar esechilo. Uni sab kichu dekhe bhison bhabe rege gelen aar amake marte uthlen aar bollen, “haramjada, tumi amake blackmail korte chaicho?”

Ami bujhte parchilam je Mr. Sen amar controle eshe geche tai ami onake bollam, “Sen saheb, amio apnar moton blackmail kore guud chudte bhalobashi. Aar ami aar apni eki mohila ke chudte chai ete amar dosh ta kothaye? Apnar aar Sonalir choda chudi dekhe amio Sonali ke chudte chai aar tar janoo amake ja ja korte hoye ami korbo.”

“tahole jao aar giye Sonali ke chodo. Tumi amake keno bolcho ba jigesh korcho? Kintu tumi eta pele ki kore?”

“Sir mar anek bondhu ache. Eta theek je ami Sonali ke chudbo, kintu ami chai je apni Sonali ke bole din amar songe tar guud chodate aar ami apnar samne Sonalir guud chidte chai.”

“Ami keno Sonali ke bolte jabo? Tomar ja prane ashe tumi koro.”

“Aare Sen saheb, rag korchen keno? Amader dujoni anado korbo, jar janno amra ekhane eshechee.”

“Amake ki korte hobe, aar tumi amar pechone keno poe acho.”

“Sir, Sonali puropuri apnar controle ache, aar ami etao jani je Sonali amader company te kemon bhabe dekeche aar tar kemon bhabe apni aar Mr. Shah tar interview niyeche aar interview ta kothaye kora hiyeche.” Amar kathabarta sune Mr. Sen ekebare chup hoye gelen.

“Tumi kemon kore eisab janle, tomake eisab boleche?”

“Sen saheb, ami bollam na amar anek bondhu ache aar amar anek bhalo bondhu ache amader HR Departmente.”

“Tomar ei video aar chobi gulor ki hobe, tumi egulo ke niye ki korbe?”

“Sir eto boka hobar katha to noye. Apnar ei video aar chobir janno kono chinta bhabna korte hobe na. Ami katha dichhe je eigulo apnake ba Sonali ke kono din kono khoti korbe na. I just want to grind her and seeing her I know she loves getting grinded. You know her much better.”

“Amake ki korte hobe?” Ami Mr. Sener katha sune khushi holam keno na ami eita sunte chaichilam.

“Khali apni Sonali ke bujhiye bole din je amakeo se jeno oi anado deye ja Sonali apnake diyeche kenon na apni dekhte chan je ek jon anno keu apnar samne Sonali ke chudche.”

“Partho, tomar matha ta kharap hoye geche ki, Tumi ki bolcho ta ki?”

“Aree Sen saheb, ami khali apnar, amar aar Sonalir rat ta ke aro garom korte chaichee. Apni Sonali ke bolun je se eksonge duto bara nite parbe aar amar mone hoye je Sonali ete raji hoye jabe.”

“Ami tomar katha kichu bujhte parchi na, kintu ami bhebe bhebe garom hoye porchi. Tomar chinta dhara gulo garom sexer janno na Sonalir janno, seta tumi bhalo bhave jano. Kintu ekta katha, jodi keu eta jante pare je tumi amake blackmail korecho ba tumi jodi amake abar kakhono blackmail koro to ami tomake khoon kore phelbo. Karon tahole ami puropuri nashto hoye jabo aar takhon ami tomake khoon korte chinta korbo na.”

Ei bole Mr. Sen amar ghor theke chole gelen aar ami khoob khushi hoye porlam. Praye ek ghanta pore amar cell phone Mr. Sener call elo aar uni amake bollen, “Partho, aaj tumi amader songe dinner korcho.” Ami bujhe gelam ami lottery peye gechi. Praye 15 minut pore ami Sonalir kach theke phone pelam aar se amake jigesh korlo, “tumi ki emon bolle Mr. Sen ke?” Ami Sonalir phone peye bujhlam je Sonalio khushee hyeche.

“Sonali, sona amar, ami to tomake sakalei bolechilam je Mr. Sen tomake nije theke bolbe je amar songe choda chudi korte.”

“Haan, guud kheko haramjada eta theek, kintu amar ghore eshe buro ta bolche je se amake anno loker songe guud chodate dekhte chai aar pore amake duto duto laura diye guud chodate.”

“Ohhh haaaaaan, tumi ek songe duto duto bara diye guud chodate chao ki na? Ami tomar guude bara dhukiye tomar guud phatabo, aar tomar ghorer buro lokta tomar ponder bhetore bara dhukiye tomar pond phata be. Tumi jodi ek songe duto duto bara na nite chao to seta hobe na. Ami khali tomar katha bhebe eita bolechilam karon ami tomake sab theke bhalo chodon dite chai. Tumi amake pachondo koro aar tumi Mr. Sener kach theke o chodon khete chao. Sonali amake bolo tumi eta chao ki chao na?”

“Tumi dekhchi besh serious”

“kiser janno?”

“oi je tumi bolle ek songe duto duto laura nebar katha.”

“Seta tomar oopore nirbhor korche.”

“Mmmm, theek ache amake ek bar tomar janno try korte dao.”

“Oh haan, theek ache khanki magi, amar janno try koro.”

“Theek ache guud kheko haramjada, ami tomar khatire amar prem ta ekhon soriye rakhchee. Ami tomake bhalobashi, Partho.”

“Thanks sonamoni, kintu ta dekho je Mr. Sener samne amra kintu ekebare aporichito.”

“Thek ache.”

Ami chan kore bhalo jama kapor pore neeche restraunte gelam, Mr. Sen aar Sonali aage theke ekta konar table bose chilo. Ami giye tader table boshe porlam. Ami dekhchilam je rater katha bhebe bhebe Sonali lajja lajja pachche aar tar chokta duto besh chak chak korche. Sonali khali ekta jeaner pant aarkhadir kurta pore chilo. Mr. Sener mukhta besh thame thame chilo. Mr. Sen amake aar Sonali ke porichoye koriye dilo. Sonali amake jigesh korlo, “ami apnake dekhechee, apni kon departmente kaj koren?” Ami tar dike takiye bollam, “production.”

Amra beer khachillam aar halka katha bolchilam. Duto beer khabar por Mr. Sen aajker topice chole elen. Uni Sonalir hathe oopore hath rekhe Sonali ke bollen, “Sonali, ami asha kori tumi Partho ke aaj rater partner hisebe pachondo koro.” Sonali amar dike ek bar dekhe aste kore bollo, “hhan Sir.” Mr. Sen amar dike takiye jigesh korlen, “Partho, tomar Sonali ke kemon lagche. Sonali tomar pachonde hoyeche to?” Ami Sonalir dike takiye bollam, “Sen saheb, Sonali khoob sexy dekhte aar ami Sonali ke khoob pachondo kori.”

Khaink pore Mr. Sen bollen, “asole ami aar Sonali ekta aro partner khunjchilam. Tobe sei lok ta khoob biswashi howa chai.” Ami bujhchilam je Mr. Sen amake kichu bojhate chesta korche aar ami taijanno bollam, “Sonali, tomake dhannobad je tumi amake partner korte chao. Tumi ki amar pashe boshbe jate amra aro bhalokore janashona korte pari.” Ami dekhlam je Mr. Sener chok mukh amar katha sune lal hoye kunchke gelo tobe uni bollen, “haan, tahole tomra ek dujon ke bhalo kore bujhte parbe. Ami Partho ke prayee gato 4 bachor theke jani aar tai ami Sonali ke bollam je tomar kono chnta neyi.” Ei bole Mtr. Sen amar fiketakalen aar chokh marlen aar mone mone hanslam. Sonali uthe amar pashe eshe boshlo aar amra abr ek round beer khelam. Ber khete khete ami Sonalir jangher oopore hath bolate laglam. Tar por Mr. Sener dike takiye bollam, “Sen saheb, ami jodi Sonali ke chunee to apni nischoye kharab mone korben na.” Mr. Sen bollen, “na, na tobe jodi Sonalir kono apotee na thake.” Ami songe songe Sonalir khandhe hath rekhe Sonali ke bolte laglam, “Oh! Sonali tumi khoob sundot dekhte, tomar figure tao daru Sab jaygar kar map ekdom perfect.” Ami Mr. Sen ke dekhiye Sonalir mayee duto tar panjabir oopr theke ek du bar tipe dilam. Ami Sonalir hath ta niye amar barar oopore rekhe diye bollam, “etake hath dhore dekho je tomar pacjondo hoye ki na?” Sonali amar bara ta ke sakhto kore dhore bollo, “eita khoob baro aar khoob garom.” Ami Mr. Sen ke bollam, “cholun, amara ghore jai aar ei sundor mohilar songe maza kore someye katai. Tar aage amader khabar tao kheye nite hobe.” Mr. Sen khali bollen, “haan, haan khoob bhalo idea. Sonali tomake besh garom kore tuleche.”

Amra uthe porlam aar Mr. Sen Sonali ke tar ghore niye gelen. Uni ghorer darja ta khullen aar amra ghore dhuke porlam. Uni Sonali ke dhore bollen, Sonali amar money hoye je tumi tomar kapor jama bodle kichu sexy kapor porley bhalo hoye. Ete amader guester o subidhe hobe.” Sonali amar dike takiye bollo, “haan, nischoye.”

Sonali bathroome chole gelo aar Mr. Sen amar kache eshe bollen, “tumi khub taratari Sonali ke potiye niyeche. Ami khoob khushi hoyechee. Ami eirakom karbar amar jibone prothom bar korchee. Tobe tumi eklai Sonali ke niyona. Ami Sonali ke bolechee je amra dujone ta ke nebo.” Ami Mr. Sen ke bollam, “haan, haan apni chinta korben na.”

Sonali tar maroon ronger gown ta pore elo, tobe gown ta komore bandha chilo. Mr. Sen ta ke dekhe bollen, “baan, Sonali ke khoob sexy dekhachee na?”

“bhison sexy” ami bollam.

Sonali ghore eshe bichanr kache danriye amader ke bollo, “haan, eibar bolo, er pore ki hobe?” Ami bichanar deki egiye gelam aar amar songe Mr. Sen o egulen. Sonali amader majhkhane danriye chilo, Mr. Sen samner dike aar ami pechon dike. Mr. Sen hath ta bariye Sonalir galaye hath rakhlen aar tar gowner komor badhuni ta khule dilen. Tar por uni Sonalir mayee duto hathe niye aste aste tipte laglen aar Sonali “ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh” kore uthlo. Kichu someyer modheye Sonalir mayee duto phule uthlo aar bonta duto sakhto hoye gelo. Mr. Sen ishara kore Sonali ke onar shirt ta khulte bollen aar Sonali onar shirt ta khule dilo. Ami Sonalir gown ta ke pechon theke tule tar khola pcaha te hath bolate bolate dhire dhire hath ta samne dike niye giye tar uru aar dhire dhire guuder dike niye gelam. Ami amar panter zip ta khule amar bara ta bar kore Sonalir khola pachar oopre ghoste laglam aar samne danriye Mr. Sen Sonalit mayee tipte tipte Sonali ke chumu khete laglen. Sonali tar hath bariye Mr. Sener panter bhetore theke onar bara ta ke bar kore niye aste aste chatkate laglo.

“Mm Sonali tomar duto pacha bhari sundor aar khoob sexy. Ami tomar pachar khanje amar ta dhokate chai, Asha kori tumi aageo tomar khanje kauke dhokate diyecho” ami Sonali ke bollam. Amar katha sune Mr. Sen chokh duto chana bora hoye gelo. Kintu ami jantam je Sonali pond marate bhalobashe aar ami ja bolechee seta Sonali khushi hobe. Sonali amar dike mukh ghuriye amake chumu khelo aar ami tar mukher bhetore amar jeev ta dhukiye dilam aar hath diye Sonalir mayee duto tipte laglam. Mr. Sen nijer pant ta khule phellen.

Sonali amake bollo, “ami ponde nite chai, tobe aaj obdi niyi nee. Ami tomar moton ek jone apekhha korchilam je amar pond ta ke chude dik.”

Amader katha gulo sune Mr. Sen henshe phellen aar bollen, “Sonali ami tomar guud ta bhalo bashi.”

Mr.Sen Sonalir gowner strap duto du kandh theke soriye dilen aar songe songe gown ta maite pore gelo aar amader majhkhane Sonali ekdom nengto hoye porlo. Ami amar pant aar shirt ta khule phellam aar Mr. Sen o tar sab kama kapor khule ekdom nengto hoye gelen. Ekhon amra teen joneye nengto hoye gelam aar porer kajer janno apekhha korte laglam. .

Mr. Sen bichanate giye paa jhuliye shoeye porlen aar paa duto phank kore bara ta ke khenchte laglen. Tar por mathaye ekta balish niye nengto Sonali ke dekhte laglen. Ami Sonali ke pechon theke dhore ta ke chumu khete shuru korlam aar aste tar kane kane bollam, “tomar bhalo lagche to sonamoni?” Sonali khali “mmmmhhhh.” Amar kane bollo. Ami abar take aste kore bollam, “tomar ja prane chai tai tumi kore cholo, karur janno tomake bhabte hobe na aar aajker raat ta ke bhalo kore upobhog koro.” Sonali tar paa duto choriye amar sane jhunke gelo. Ekhon amar samne Sonalir khola pacha aar tar majhkhane tar sundor ponder phuto ta aar tar neeche guuder phuto khule porlo aar samne dike tar mayee duto jhule porlo. Sonali ekbar Mr. Sener dike takiye onar bara ta nijer hathe dhore niye mukh theke jeev bar kore piro bara ta ke chat te laglo aar barar mundee oopre jeev ghorate laglo. Mr. Sen bara chatar sukhe pagol hoye neech theke komor tola dite laglen. Sonali ekbar gungiye barar mundee ta ke mukhe dhukiye niye chuste laglo. Dhire dhire Sonali barar addek ta mukhe niye matha nabiye nabiye bara ta chuste laglo. Sonalir mukher bhetore Mr. Sener bara ta dekhte amar khoob bhalo lagchilo aar ami bhison bhabe garom hoye gelam.

“Oh haaaaan chosho, aro hosho, Sonali!” Mr. Sen gungiye uthlen aar komor dite dite Sonalir mukh ta ke chudte laglen. “Oh haaaan, chosho amar bara ta chuse dao Sonali, aro jore chosho” bolte bolte Mr. Sen hath bariye Sonalir jhulte thaka mayee duto nebar chesta korlen. Sonali gungate gongate jato ta para jaye Mr. Sener bara ta mukhe bhore chuste thaklo aar theke theke mundee te jeev ghorate laglo. Sonalir pechone danriye danriye eto sab dekhte dekhte eibar amio amar kaj korte shuru korbar janno prostut hote laglam. Ami hantu gere matite boshe Sonalir duto charano payer majhkhane amar mukh ta dhukiye dilam aar tar khola ponder phuto ta amar jeev diye chata shuru korlam. Amar jeev laganor songe songe Sonali ekbar gumgiye uthlo pachata aro amar amar mukher oopore chapte laglo. Ami amar jeev ta jato ta para jaye ponder phutor bhetore dhukiye dilam. Pond ta chat te chat te ami dekhte pelam je Sonalir guuder thont duto madon rase bhije chak chak krche. Ami amar mukh ta ke guuder dike niye gelam aar guuder thont duto chat te laglam. Sonali “ohhhhhhhh ahhhhhhh” korte korte abar theke Mr. Sener bara ta ke mukhe pure chuste laglo.

Khanik pore amra uthe boshlam. Sonali ghure danrate Mr. Sen Sonali ke nijer kole tene nilen aar ta ke bichana te chit kore shoeye dilen. Tar por Mr. Sen amar dike takalen aar uni prothom bar amar bara dekhlen. Amar bara ta dekhe Mr. Sen ek bar “wow” bollen aar Sonali ke bollen, “tumi oi bara ta diye guud marate chao na?” Ami bichanate amar hantuute bhor diye uthe porlam aar Sonali ke bolam, “Sonali, tumi amar bara ta ke ektu ador koro, etake ektu chuse dao” aar ami amar bara ta Sonalir mukher kache niye giye tar mukher songe amar bara ta ke lagiye dilam. Sonali songe songe haan kore amar bara ta mukhe bhore nilo aar chuste laglo. Mr. Sen carpeter oopor boshe Sonalir guud ta ke chuste laglen. Ami tarpor Sonalir mayee duto tipte laglam aar Sonali guud chusanor songe songe amar mayee tipuni peye sukher chote pagoler moton hoye gelo aar hath paa elo pathari chunrte laglo aar khabi khabar moto haan kore jore jore sansh nite laglo. Mr. Sen carpeter oopore boshe hanglar moto Sonalir guud chat te thaklen. Guud chosani khete khete Sonali tar guud ta ke Mr. Sener mukhe chepe chepe dhorchilo aar gonganor awaj bar korchilo mukh theke aar chapar chapar kore amar bara ta chat chilo. Amar Sonalir matha ta ke dhore tar mukher bhetore amar barata jato ta jaye dhukiye bollam, “haaaan chos magi amar bara ta bhal kore chos, Sali guud marani magi chuse de tor ajker partner bara ta ke.”

Mr. Sen guuder bhetore angul dhukiye narrate laglo aar ami mayee chuste thaklam. Ete Sonali aro garom hoye gelo. Khanik pore Mr. Sen uthe danralo aar Soanlir kache jhunke bollen, “chalo Sonali anek chata chati aar chosa chusi hoyeche, eibar ami chudte chai. Ami Parthor moton jowan noyee je ami eto deri obdi rukhte parbo.” Sonali amar bara chosa bando korlo amar dike takalo. Ami chok marlam. Mr. Sen bollen, “chalo kutee hoye jao.” Amar dike takiye uni bollen, “tumi ki jano je Sonali pechon theke bara niye guud chodate bhalobashe. Theek na Sonali?” Sonali bollo, “ohh haaan sir.” Sonali char hathepaye hoye gelo aar Mr. Sen taratari Sonalir pechone giye Sonalir khola guude nijer bara ta dhukiye dilen. Sonali “aaahhh haaaaaaan” kore uthlo. Mr. Sen taratari Sonalir pacha dhore jore jore thap mere mere Sonalir guud chudte lalen. Ami Sonalir aage boshe Sonalir mukhe amar bara ta dhukiye dilam. Sonali thaper songe dulte dulte thaklo. Mr. Sen komor choliye choliye Sonali ke chudte chudte bollen, “ahhh uuuff kato baro khandani guudmarani hochhe, ahhhh, jato chudiiiiiiii tato chudbar ichheee hoyeeeee.” Sonalir mayee duto thaper songe songe dulchilo aar ami mayee duto dhore chatkate laglam. Mr. Sen chudte chudte bollen, “haaaaan, nao, nao Sonali amar barar gunto tomar guude nao, ohhhhh haaaan, Sonaliiiiii haaaan nao.”

Khanik pore Mr. Sen bara ta ke tene Sonalir guud theke bar kore nilo aar ami dekhlam je etokhon chodar poreo Mr. Sener pheda pore nee. Amar dike dekhe bollen, “chalo jao, tumi Sonali ke chudte chao to jao Sonali ke chodo. Sonali ke chude chude tar guud ta ke phatiye dao.” Ami Sonali ke ghuriye chit kore shoeye dilam aar dekhlam je tar chokh chodon kheye adh bonja hoye ache. Ami Sonalir duto paa fankre diye Sonalir oopore chore gelam aar tar chokhe chokh rekhe jigesh korlam, “tumi amar bara ta chao?”

“Haaaaaan……..chodo amake…….amake jore jore chodo………ami tomar laura amar guuder bhetore nite chai.”

Ami bara Sonalir guuder mukhe ralhlam, Sonali Mr. Sener dike takiye bara ta dhore guuder mukhe te ghste laglo aar bollo, “dao, bara ta amar guude bhore dao.”

Ami komor ta ke aste nabiye bara ta Sonalir guuder bhetore dhukiye dilam aar bara ta guude niye Sonali bollo, “haaaaaaaan! Chodoooooo amakeeeeeee”

“chodo amake, guude puro laura ta ke dhukiye dao? Sonali amake bollo aar abr bollo, “chodo amake jore jore chodo. Chodo aaj ami tomar magi.” Ami guude theke bara ta tene bar kore nilam aar abar ek jhatka mere bara to purpuri guuder modhhe genhe dilam.

“ohhhhhhhhh! Maaaa ohhhhh!” Sonali chenchiye uthlo. Ami Sonali ke chuchilam aar Mr. Sen tar bara ta niye Sonalir mukher kache rakhlen aar Sonali hanglar moton haan kore bara ta mukhe niye amar dike dekhte dekhte chuste laglo. Ami jore jore thap marte marte Sonali ke chudte chudte Mr. Sener bara chosha dekhte thaklam. Sonali eksonge guude aar mukhe duto duto bara niye khoob khushi chilo. Ami jhunke Sonalir ekta bonta mukhe niye chuste shur kore dilam aar Sonalir puro shorir ta kampte laglo. Bujhlam je Sonali tar guuder jal khasalo aar khanik por amio amar pheda dhalar egute laglam. Aro praye 5-6 minut jor jor jhatka mere mere chodbar por jakhon amar pheda berubar somey elo to ami bara ta guud theke bar kore nilam. Ami aar Sonalir puro shorir ghame pach pach korchilo.

Sonali amar dike takiye bollo, “eibar…….tomra dujone eksonge chodo amake. Tumi to ei janno Partho aaj dekechile na, Sir? Cholo amar ponde aar guude eksonge laura dhukiye amake chude dao.” Sonali Mr. Sener dike takiye bollo, “tumi to ei chaichile?”

Sonali Mr. Sener oopore chore onake chumu khete laglo aar nijer jeev ta Mr. Sener mukhe dhukiye hath ta ke neeche niye giye Mr. Sener bara ta ke dhore guuder mukhe lagiye dilo. Mr. Sen neeche theke ekta jore thap mere bara ta ke Sonalir guude dhukiye dilo. She “Ohhhhhh ahhhhhhh” kore uthlo. Tarpor Mr. Sen nijer mukh ta ke nabiye Sonalir ekta mayee mukhe niye chuste laglo aar Sonali ahhhhhh ahhhhhh korte laglo.

“Esho Partho………amar pond maro … Tumi ponde laura dhokate bhalobasho, amar ponder bhetore tomar laura ta dhokao.”

Ami Sonalir pechone giye tar pachar dabna duto choriye dilam aar mukh ta nabiye tar ponder phutor oopore khanik ta thutu phelam. Tarpor aste aste amar barar mundee ta ponder gattor modhhe dhokate laglam. Jakhon ami bara ta aro dhokate laglam to Sonalir puro shorir ta sakhto hoye gelo. Ami aste aste du teen bar ektu bara dhukiye bar korlam aar tar por jore jhatka mere puro bara ta ponder phutor bhetore sendhiye dilam. Sonali “ohmauhhhhohhh ohhhhhhhhh haaaaaaaan!” bole uthlo.

Ami pachar duto dabna sakhto kore dhore jore jore Sonalir ponder gobhir bhetore bara chalate laglam. Sonalir ponder phuto ta khoob tight chilo aar bara chalabar somey ami Mr. Sener bara ta Sonalir guuder bhetore anubhobh korchilam. Mr. Sen o amar bara ta ke anobhobh korchilen aar bollen, “ohh isssssss kotoooooo haloooooo lagcheeeeeee, Sonaliiiiiiii ahhhhhhhh.” Ami joto ta pari ponder gobhire bara ta ke dhukiye thapate laglam. Sonalir puro shorir ta amader dujone majhe pishe jachhillo. Sionali chodom gormi aar baitha te nistez hoye aschilo aar theke “ohhhhhh ahhhhhhh, chodo chodo amakeeeee, chudeeee chudeeeee amakeeeeee mereeeeee pheloooooo ajjjjjj” bolchilo. Ami bujhte parchilam je Sonali eksonge duto bara diye chodon khete khete pagol hoye jachhe.

Mr. Sen aar ami eksonge aste aste Sonali ke choda shuru korlam aar ek ek kore guude aar ponde bara dhoka chhillam aar bar korhilam. Sonali jore jore sansh nichhiloo aar dhara galaye bolchilo, “Oh ma ouhh ohhh oh god haaaan ohh uh ohh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhhhhh!” bolte bolte Sonali haan kore khabi khete laglo. Amar thaper songe songe thap marte marte Mr. Sener bara ta Sonalir guude aro gobhire dhuke jachhilo aar tate Mr. Sene khoob maza pachhillen. “Tomar bhalo lagche to sonamoni Sonali, bolo Sonali tomar ei chodon bhalo lagche, oh yehhhhhhhh, nao nao aro gunto kha tor guude aar tor ponde Sonali guudmarani” ami bollam Sonalir kane mukh lagiye. Sonali guude aar ponde thap nite nite bollo, “ohhhh Partho, ami ekhon sorge acheeeeee, haaaaaan amake chodo tomra dujone mile chodo amake.”

Amra amader dante thont chepe Sonali guud aar pond mere chollam aar Sonali ponde aar guude thap nite nite besh koikbar guude jal khashalo. Mr. Sen Sonalir pacha dhore Sonali ke nijer bara aro kache tene nilen aar Sonalir guude phedar pichkari charlen aar songe songe amio neechu hoye ponder bhetore puro bara ta dhukiye pheda diye ponder gatto ta bhore dilam. Sonali guude aar ponde amader pheda niye sukher chote pagoler moton hoye gelo aar se tar guuder jal abar theke khosiye phello aar nistej hoye shoeye thaklo.

Mr. Sen taratari uthe bathroome chole gelen aar ami Sonalir pashe shoeye giye ta ke chumu kheye jigesh korlam, “ki re guudmarani magi, kirakom laglo?” Sonali tar chokh ta addek khule bollo, “ami bhatei parini je duto laura diye guud aar pond maranote eto such,eto anondo, tomake dhannobad, Partho.” Mr. Sen bathroom theke ekta bathrobe pore beriye elen aar ami Sonalir 60 kg ozoner shorir ta ke hathe tule bathroome niye gelam. Ami jete jete Mr. Sen ke bollam, “Sonali ekhon bhalo kore garom jole chan korate hobe.” Bathroome giye ami darja ta bondo kore dilam aar Sonali ke toilet seate boshiye tar chool dhore mukh ta amar diketule dhorlam. Sonalir chokh ekhono guud aar pond maranor sukhe chak chak korchilo. Ami garom jale towale bhijiye bhijiye Sonalir sara shorir ta ke bhalo sponge kore dilam aar tar por garom jole chan koriye dilam. Etokhon Sonalir nengto shorir ke chan korate korate amar bara ta abar theke khara hoye giyechilo aar ami Sonali ke abar theke chudte chaichilam. Sonaliro chokh mukh dekhe ami bujhlam je Sonalio abar theke chodon khabar janno ichhuk. Amra jakhon bathroom theke towale joriye beriye elam to dekhlam je Mr. Sen chokh bonndo kore nak dakiye ghumochhen. Ami aar Sonali ek dujon ke delhlam aar ami Sonali ke bollam, “cholo amar ghore cholo.” Sonali songe songe raji hoye gelo. Sonali ekta sari lungeer moto joriye aar ekta kurta pore nilo aar amra ghore theke beriye elam. Amra aage restaurente gelam aar ekta konar table giye boshlam. Sonalir aar amar khoob khide peyechilo. Amra kichu khabar aar beer nilam. Sonali amake bar bar jigesh korchilo je ki kore ami Mr. Sen ke manalam.

Ami bollam, “tumi aage bolo je Mr. Sen tomake ki bolechilen.”

“ami tomake aage jigesh korechee tai tumi aage amake bolo.”

“Sonali, ami tomake dekhabo je ami ki korchee. Eita amar ghore ache, kintu aage tumi bolo je tomake Mr. Sen ki bolechen.”

“Uni amar ghore elen aar onake dekhe mone holo je uni khoob birokto aar upset. Ami onake kichu jigesj korlam na aar chup chap boshe royilam. Uni amar kache eshe bollen, Sonali ami tomake kichu dite chai, obishee jodi tumi chao. Ami kigesh korlam ki jinish? Uni bollen je ami anek din theke bhabchee tomake kono jowan leker songe guud chodate dekhte chai. Ami bujhe gelam je tumi kichu onake bolech kintu ki ki bolecho ta mi janina tai chup thaklam. Ami onake thatta kore jigesh korlam je Sir, apni amake company te chakri diyechen aar amake apnar jato bodhur songe amake guud chodate hobe? Ini bollen aaree na na serakom kichu noye. Ami jani je tumi guud chodaye bhalobash aar choda chudee te tumi kakhono thoko na, taiami bhabchilam je tomake ek bar ek jon nowan loker songe guud chodate dekhte chai je tomake ulte palte tomar guud marbe. Ani emon ek jon ke jani je meyeder pata te ostad aar meyerao tar theke guud chodate khoob bhalobashe.”

“tomake Mr. Sen ei katha boleche?”

“Ami bollam, amar kichu bolar nete. Apni ja bhalo bojhen tai korun. Amar katha bhue jao, tumi bolo je tumi chao ki na?”

Ami takhuni Mr. Sener kach theke amar cell phone call pelam aar uni bollen, “ki holo? Sonali kothaye geche?”

“Sir Sonali amar songe ache aar amra khabar khachhee.”

Ami amar cell phone loudspeaker ta on kore dilam jate Sonali o amader katha sinte paye. “tomra du jone ekhon ek songe acho?”

“Sir, Sonali toilete jeche, ekhuni eshe porbe.”

“tumi amar songe double game to khelcho na?”

“Are sir ami to apnar kache rinnee, apni amar janoo ja kichu korechen. Sir, ekta katha, ami Sonali ke amar ghore niye gachee.”

“Partho, eta tumi theek korcho na. Tumi Sonali ke tomar ghore keno niye jachoo? Tumi ei ghore eshe ja korar ache koro.”

“Sir, apni to Sonali ke 6–7 mash theke chudchen, tobuo apna mon bhore nee. Ami to khali ajkei chudechee amake aro bhalo kore Sonali ke chudte din Sir.”

“tumi Sonali ke videor sombondhe to kichu bolo nee? Jodi bolo to ami tomake khoon kore phelbo. Tumi amake bar bar blackmail korte parbe na.”

“Sir, please ekta katha sune nin, jedin Sonali bolbe je o amake pachando kore na ami Sonali ke chonba to door ami tar kacheo jabo na.”

“Ami jani se din kono din o ashbe na. Sonali bhison chodon baj meyechele aar tomar bara ta Sonalir bhalo lagbe. Kintu tumi Sonali ke kichu bolbe na karon ami aro kichu bolechee.”

Ami Sonalir chokhe jal dekhlam, aar ami bujhte parlam Sonalir chokhe jal keno esheche tai ami Mr. Sen ke bollam, “Sir ami rakhchee, Sonali toilet theke ashche.”

Ami phon bondo kore kich na bole bill chailam aar bill pay kore Sonali ke niye amar ghore chole elam.”

Sonali ghore eshe bichana te boshe ekhono kichu gobhir bhabe bhabchilo. Ami Sonalir mukhe hath buliye bollam, “ami jani je keno tumi eto ki bhabcho. Tumi oi buro loker kathaye kan dio na. Tumi amar kache khali chudbar janno ekta meyechele noye. Sonali tumi amake bishwas koro, ami tomake pachondo kori aar tomake bhalobashi.”

“ohh na, ami kono katha biswash kori na. Partho, tumi nijer kane sunecho je ami khali ekta guud chodabar janno hochhee aar kichu noye.”

“Chup koro Sonali, eirakom katha bolo na. Ami jani je tumi bibahita aar tomar duto bachha ache. Amar etota shahos ache je ami tomake abar theke biye korte pari aar tomar bachhader keo amar kache rakhte pari. Aar bishash koro biyer pore tumi jodi nijer janno aro karur kach theke chodon khete chao, ami tomake badha debo na.”

“Eta khali balar katha, ami tomake biye kore amar bachcha der ke anath korte chai na ba tader anno rasta te niye jete chai na. Jak tumi amake bolecho je tumi amake bhalobash aar ami ei katha ta amar jibone prathom bar sunlam. Ami jibone kakhono ei katha ta sunine. Amar swamio amake ei katha ta kakhono bole nee. Amake sabai khali chudeche.”

Sonali amake joriye dhorlo aar bollo, “Partho, tomake dhannobad. Ami sattee sattee bolchee tumi amake bhalobasho sune ami bhison khushi hoyechee. Cholo eibar amake chodo, ami je khoob boro chodon baj meyechele.”

“Dekho Sonali tumi jodi amar songe eirakomer baibohar koro to amiaar tomar songe katha to durer baipar dekha obdi korbo na. Aar eitai amar sesh katha je ami tomake pachando kori aar tomake bhalobashi.”

“aare ab theek hai, pahale tum mukhe batao ki tumne us buddhe ko kaise blackmail kiya?”

“tumi ektu eta dekho aage” bole ami amar computer ta on kore dilam aar Sonali computere tar aar Mr. Sener choda chudir video dekhe ekebare thaa hoye gelo.

“egulo ki kprecho tumi? Tumi amar kach theke amar ghore chabi tumi ei janno niye chile?”

“ami aar ki korte partam Sonali? Tomake pabar janno ami ja ja korte hoye tai korechee. Ekhon jodi tumi bolo to kal theke tomar Sir tomar kacheo ashbe na. Kintu aage tumi sattee sattee kore bolo je tumi ki sattee sattee Binoye ke bhalobasho, tumi ki Binoye pachando koro? Ami kintu tomake pachado kori aar tomake bhalobashi.”

“Ei Partho, tomake kom kore amar janno Devdas hote hobe na. Sattee bolte ki, ami aaj obdi eta chinta korini ki ami sattee sattee Binoye ke pachondo kori ki na.”

“Binoyer problem ta ki. Se ekjon handsome lok. Ami kichu bujhi na.”

“Please Partho, amake tumibonoyer baipare kichu jigesj koro na. Jakhon amar mood bhalo thakbe ami tomake sab kichu bolbo.”

“Tar mane tumi amake bishsah koro na.”

“Oh chup koro to, amar songe eirakom katha bolo na. Asole ami sei rakomer meye noye je khali chakri pabar janno je kono loker samne nengto hoye shoeye porbo. Ami jani je amar ei chakri theke aro bhalo chakri je kono khane ami pete partam, tobe etao jani je chakri paowa eto soja noye. Amar duto meye ache aar etao jano nischoye je meye benche thaka kato ka mushkiler kaj. Asole jakhon prothon dine amake Mr. Sen chakri janno bollen takhon ami ekta chakri khunjchilam, tobe ei rakomer chakri noye. Kintu jakhon uni amar gayer oopore hath ghorate laglen ami nijeke shamlate parlam na aar uni amake chude dilen. Kintu ami eta jantam na je Mr. Shah o amake chudben. Tarpor ami bhablam, jakhon ekbar hoye jeche takhon aro hole khotee ki ache aar ete amaro maza ashchilo. Ami jantam je kaj ta theek hochhe na kintu Mr. Sener songe choda chudi sattee sattee khoob bhalo lagto aar eto bhalo chodon ami teen bachor theke payee nee. Achcha eibar anek hoyeche, ei chodoj mohila ke chude dao eibar. Tomar kach theke chodo khete amar khoob bhalo lage. Cholo amake chodo eibar.”

Sei rate ami Sonali ke raat duto obdi chudlam aar Solai o amar chodon bhalo bhave raat duto obdi pond tule tule khelo. Sakal bela amra traininge chole gelam, Eta amader traininger seash din chilo aar Mr. Sener o anno kichu kaj chilo bole 2-3 ghantar janno chole gelen. Uni sonali ke wait korte bole gelen, kintu Sonali amar songe thakte chaichilo. Tai Sonali bollo je se tar baccha der promise koreche je aaj rate tader baire khete niye jabe tabi se aaj kei chole jabe. Mr. Sen kichu bollen na.

Sonali amar songe ek gari te phirlo. Rasta te traffic ektu halke hoye gele Sonali amake dhore chumu khete laglo. Khanik pore Sonali amar panter zip khule diye amar bara ta ke bar kore chuste laglo. Ami gari ta ektu aste aste chala chillam. Amra high way chere diye ekta anno rasta dhore cholte laglam tobe amra kono bhalo jauga pelam na jekhane amra rukhte pari aar Sonali ke chudte par. Amra anno rasta chere diye Highway dhore chole elam. Sonali amar songe amar barite rat katate chilo aar khanik pore Sonali tar barite phone korlo. Kintu phone keu tullo na. Sonali tar soshur barite phone korlo aar takhon Binoye phone tullo. Binoye bollo je tara okhaneye ache aar ek ghantar por berube. Sonali bollo je se aro du ghantar por bari te pounchube aar tar songe Mr. Sen achen. Phone korar por Sonalir mukh ta chak chak kore uthlo aar Sonali amake bollo, “Partho, amader kache ekhon 2 ghonta someye ache. Cholo amra amader baki thaka kaj ta ke sere pheli.” Ami jantam je Sonali guud chodate hoob bhalo bashe aar tai ami Sonali ke bollam, ”ami tomake tomar barite kom kore ekbar chudte chai, aar tumi Mr. Sener katha keno bolle?” Sonali bollo, “amar swami Mr. Sen ke anno karur theke beshi bharosa kore, karon Binoye bhave je Mr. Sen ek jon buro manush aar Mr. Sen amake Bonoyer samne beta beta bole. Binoye eta bhatei parena je Mr. Sen amake regular bhabe jakhon ichche takhon chudchen.”

Ami gari ta ke Sonalir barir samne park korlam aar Sonali amake aage basemente niye gelo aar sekhan theke amake tar appartmente niye gelo. Ami Sonali ke jigesh korlam, “tomar appartmeter jabar eitai rasta?” Sonali bollo, “na, ami tomake eikhan theke niye gele amar kono protibeshi dekhte pabe na.”

Amara ghore dhokar aage, amake rukhe Sonali aage ghore gelo. Sonali ghorer light na jaliye ekta halka ronger nightgown pore beriye elo. Ami dekhlam je Sonali lama kapor chara aage tar bra aar panty khule eseche aarami bollam, “Sonali tomake sexy jama kapor pore amake jagate hobe na. Tumi jodi burqa poreo amar kache asho tao ami tomar gayer gondhe te jege jabo.”

Sonali amar kache eshe sabar aage amar panter belt ta khule amar pant ta khule dilo aar hath ta underweare dhukiye amar barar oopore hath ghorate laglo. Ami anonde gungiye uthlam. Amar bara khara hoye gelo aar tar oopore Sonali aste aste hath bolate laglo. Amar garom barar oopore Sonalir thanda hather chouwa khoob bhalo lagchilo. Sonaliamar bichee niyo khelte laglo. Sonali amake joriye dhore amar mukhta nijer mukher oopore chepe dhore chumu khete laglo aar bollo, “eibar amake chude dao, tomar amar guude dhukiye diye amake jore jore chude dao. Bhagowan o chai je ami tomar laura diye amar guud chodai aar guuder jal khasai. Cholo taratari chodo amake, amar guuder madon beriye beriye amar guud ta khoob bhije geche.”

Ami hath diye Sonalir pacha khamche dhore bollam, “ami chodbar jonno akebare pagol.”

Sonali amake tar bedroome niye gelo aar amar shirt tao khule diye amar samne hantoo gere boshe amar juto moja khule dilo aar amar pant aar underwear paa theke bar kore dilo. Tar por Sonali nijer mukh amar kole dhukiye dilo aar amar bara ta ke mukhe niye nilo aar bollo, “Oh!! Partho, tomar ei laura ta ke ami khoob bhalo bashi” aar chokh bando kore mara bara ta ke chuste laglo.

Sonali jei bhabe amar bara ta chuchilo ami ta dekhe dekhe garom hote laglam. Amar bara te shurshuri lagte laglo aar amar pheda berobar someye eshe gelo tai ami Sonali mukh ta ke bara theke soriye Sonali ke bichanate chit kore shoeye dilam. Bichanate Sonali ke shoeye diye ami Sonali ke aage tar mukhe chumu khelam. Ami guud take amar mutho modhhe dhore chatkate laglam aar amar angul gulo guuder rase bhije gelo. Amar dike Sonali amake bollo, “chodo amake, Partho esho amake chude dao,please. Amake jore jore ragre rogre chodo ekhon.”

Sonali amar bara ta ke dhore amake tar oopore tene nilo aar amake tar doto charano urur majhe boshiye amar bara ta tar guuder mukhe lagiye dilo. Ami amar pacha ta chepe tar guude amar bara ta ke dhukiye dilam. Sonali songe songe hath bariye amar pacha dhore chap diye bara ta ke puro guuder bhetore niye nilo aar hisiye bollo, “ohmauhhhhh haaaaaaan eibaaaaaar chodooooooo.” Ami Sonalir duto mayee dhore muchrote muchrote chudte laglam. Ami Sonali ke prayee 20 minutes dhore chudlam aar er majhe Sonali teen bar tar guuder jal khasalo. Jakhon amar mal dhalar someye elo ami bara ta guud theke bar kore duto mayee majhe rekhe ak duto thap marlam aar amar pheda bhaloke bhaloke tar mukhe aar galaye porte laglo. Sonali haan kore amar pheda mukhe nite laglo. Ami Sonali ke sakhto kore dhore tar ponde amar angul dhukiye ponde angul korte laglam aar songe songe Sonalir guud chat te laglam aar ete Sonali tar guuder jal abar theke khosiye dilo. Ghore kono A.C. chilo na aar ghorer fan tao chalano hoenee, amar amader gayer ghame puropuri bhabe bhije gelam.

Sonali amake chan kore nite ollo, kintu ami chan na kore ami amar jama kapor pore nilam aar Sonali chumu kheye amar barite porer din sakal sakal jete bollam. Sonali songe songe haan bollo aar ami je rasta diye tar appartmente giyechilam sei rasta diye taratari beriye elam.

Porer din ami taratari sakal 6.00 someye uthe porlam kenona Soali 7.00 someye asbar chilo. Ami chan kore Sonalir janno apekhha korte laglam kintu Sonalir dekha neyee. Ami Sonali ke tar cell phone phone korte gelam kintu tar cell phone switch off chilo. Ami 8.00 someye company te gelam aar Project Departmente giye janlam je Sonali ekhono ashe nee. Amar aar kaj korar mood holo na. Ami amar boss ke bollam, je amar shorir theek lagche na aar ami ½ day chutee nite chai. Ami chutee niye bhabte laglam je Sonalir kono shorir to kharap hoye jaye nee, ba tar barite kono gondogol to hoye nee, ba Mr. Sen kono nongra chal to cholen nee, ba Mr. Sen Sonali ke boke amar phone nite baron to koren nee? Ami jantam je Sonali amake ignor korbe na karon Sonali amar songe thakte aar someye kata te bhalobashe.

Ami duphur barotar someye luch kore Company theke beriye elam aar bari giye ghumiye porlam. Praye duphur dutor someye keu amar barir darja te knock korlo. Ami tracksuiter khali pant pore darja khule dekhlam je Sonali danriye ache aar aaj jean aar ekta neel ronge top pore eseche. Ami Sonali ke barite niye esho kno katha na bole sofa te boshte bollam aar amio tar pashe boshlam. Sonali amar dike dekhe bollo, “tumi amar oopore rag korecho je ami sakal bela ashinii ba tomar phone receive kori nee?” Ami bollam, “na, ami rag kori nee.” Sonali amake joriye bollo, “please, rag koro na.”

Ami jigesh korlam, “tumi amake ekhane pabe, tomake ke bollo?”

“Amar office kichu kaj chilo tai ami tai ami jakhon office phone kore tomar Departmente phone korlam to jante parlam je tumi Company theke chutee niye chole gecho. Tai ami tomake ekta surprise debar janno tomar ekhane chole elam aar ekhon sondheye 7.30 obdi free. Eibar tumi bolo je tumi korte chao?”

Ami jigesjh lorlam. “tumi amake sakale phone keno koro nee?” Sonali henshe boolo, “tumi jodi kharap na mone koro to ami tomake bolbo.” Ami ta ke jigej korlam, “ete kharap mone korar kee ache?” Sonali muchki hanshe hanshi henshe bollo, “”asole kal rate ami overtime korechee, tai ami sakal 6.00 someye uthe abar theke 7.00 someye shoeye porechee aar abar sakal 10.00 someye uthechee. Ami bhison thoke giyechilam.” Ami bollam, “ohh, tar mane ami tomake kal rate khoob thokiye diyechillam?” Sonali amake chumu kheye bollo, “tumi amake khoob thokiye diyechile, aar tarpor tomar sobtheke boro competitor amake ulte palte anek khon dhore chudeche aar abar sakal bela teo khoob chudeche.” Ami ekta bikkobher hanshi henshe bollam, “rate tomar barite, mane Binoye aar tomar bacchader samne?”

“Chup koro” Soali bollo aar amar kole shoeye porlo aar paa duto sofa te choriye dilo. “Kal se tomar songe kee koreche?” Ami jigesh korlam. Sonali tar matha diye amar bara ta ke chapte chapte bollo, “kee, hinshe hochhe?”

“Dhutoori, ami hingshe keno korbo? Ami tomake to aageo bolechee jodi tumi amake biye korar poreo anno kono lok ke guud marate chao to ami kono badha debo na, kintu kaal kee holo aar kemon kore holo?”

“Tumi sabsomeye chao je ami tomake sab katha khule boli aar tumi sab shono. Kintu tumi amake chudbe jemon kre aage chudecho aar kono katha ke kharab mone korbe na.”

“Ami sabsomeye tai kori.”

Sonali abar bolte shuru korlo aar ami chup kore tar katha sunte thaklam.

Tumi chole jabar por ami uthe giye aage chan korlam aar tae por ami amar gown ta pore TV dekhte laglam aar janina kakhon ami ghumiye porechila. Prayee rat 1210 ba 12.15 te amar appartement keu ring korlo aar uthe darja khule dekhlam je samne Mr. Sen danriye ache. Ami onake dekhe birokto hoye gelam aar jigesj korlam je apni ei someye amar flate ki mone kore? Apnar himmot holo ki kore?”

Tumi hoyeto jano je Binoye amar cell phoner number ta jane na se khali Mr. Sener number ta jane. Binoye kal rate Mr. Sen ke phone kore boleche je tar gari kharap hoye geche aar se aaj bikele barite aste parbe. Binoye ei niye 4 ki 5 bar Mr. Sen ke phone kore bolechen aar Mr. Sen tar janno amake amar barite eshe rat bhor chudeche. Satte amar swami ke dhannobad je tar bou ke anno loker songe guud chodabar janno rasta clear kore diyeche.

Ami Mr. Sen ke samne dekhe khoob birokte hoye onake jigesj korlam, “Sir, apni ei someye ekhane. Kee mone kore?” Uni ghore dhuke darja ta bondo kore amar kache elen aar amake bolle, “Binoye onake phone kore boleche je se aaj rate aste parche na karon tar gari kharap hoye geche aar se aaj sondjeye bela bari phirebe. Aar Binoye eo boleche je ami jeno barite giye tomake bhalo kore rat bhor chudee” ei Bole Mr. Sen hanshte laglen. Ami ektu rag kore bollam, “Sir, apni Binoyer janno ei rakom katha bolbe na.” Uni amar kandhe hath rakhlen aar bollen, “sorry sonamoni, ami khali eiyarkee korchelam. Asole tar garite kono problen ache aar se kal sondheye te bari asbe. Aar ami tai eshechee, karon elhon to khoob compitition cholche. Aar tomar oi bondhur kache kichutei har mante razzi noye.” Ami bollam, “Sir, ete kono conpitioner baipat neyee. Apni to janen je sex bhison pachondo kori.” Ami bhule giyechilam je takhon rat 12.00 beje geche aar Mr. Sener songe katha bolte bolte ami garom hoye porchilam.

Sonali jakhon tar katha bolchilo, ami uthe giye amar bar theke ekta Chateau er botol niye elam. Ami gelase Sonali ke dite se besh khushi holo karon Sonali wine pachondo kore. Ami Sonali ke jigesj korlam, “ei compitioner baipaar ta kee?” Sonali bollo, “Mr. Sen bhaben je tumi unmarried hocchoo aar tomar laura ta besh boro aar tai ami tomar kach theke chodon beshi kore khachhee.” “Ohhhh! Ei baipaar?”

Mr. Sen Bollen, “competition to ache, jodi tumi amar kach theke guud chudiye khushi na thako to tumi Parthor kach theke guud chodabe. Aar ami eo jani je tumi amake bolbe na ba amake diye guud chodabe aar tumi Parthor kach theke khhob kore guud marabe aar tar songe involve hoye jabe.” Ei bole Mr. Sen amar peethe hath bolate laglen aar ami ei bhebe bhebe khushee hote laglam je uni bhachen je ami onar kach theke sore jabo aar tai uni onar khamotar tjeke beshi dite chachhen. Dhire dhire Mr. Sen amar mayee duto amar gowner oopor theke tipte laglen aar amake bollen, “haan ami jani je tomar ki bhalo lage. Partho ekhane eshechilo?” Ami bollam, “na, Partho ekhane ashenee.” Mr. Sen amar katha bishsh korlen na aar bollen, “ami tomar katha mani na je Partho tomake chode nee. Tai jodi hoye to timi Parthor songe keno chole ele?” Ami bollam, “Sir, ami to apnake aageye bolechee, je ami amar bachha der dinnere niye jete chai. Kintu eta jantam na je eikhane ei rakon hobe. Tobe Sir, garite aste aste ami Parthor laura ta khoob kore chuse chee aar tar janno se khoob thoke giyechilo.” Onar hath amar pacha duto aager dike thele dilo aar amar guud ta onar panter oopor theke onar laura te giye laglo. Uni bollen, “ami jani je amar Sonali sabsomeye garom hoye thake, tumar Parthor bara choste bhalo laegeche?” “Keno Sir, ami to apnar laura tao chuse dee?” “Haan, tomar bara chosha ta amar khoob bhalo lage.”

Mr. Sen amake kache tene niye chumu khete laglen aar tar por amar mukhe jeev dhukiye diye amar mayee tipte laglen. Uni amar hath ta ke dhore neeche kore dilen aar ami onar panter zip ta khule diye onar laura ta ke dhore nilam. Onar laura ta madon rase bhije chilo. Uni amake pechone hatoiye amar gown ta khule nilen, aar gaye takhon khali saya ta chilo. Uni halle light ta ke off kore amake bedroome niye gelen. Bedroome uni light ta joliye dilen aar ami bollam, “Sir, light ta ke off kore din. Jodi keu eshe pore takhon koob osubidhe te porben.” Uni bollen, “ami light jaliye rakhte chai. Ami aaj tomar mukher pratek bhab gulo dekhte chai aar light joliye tomar guud chudte amar khoob bhalo lage.” Ami bujhte parchilam je uni amake bhalo kore tatiye tomar kach theke duure korte chan. Uni amake pechon theke joriye amar ghare chumu khete laglen, amar mayee duto ektu tipe amar sayar bhetore hath dhukiye diye amar guud ta ke kachlate laglen. Uni amake dressing tabler samne niye giye amake dekhte dekhte amar mayee tipte thakle aar amar guud chatkate laglen. Khanik pore amar guude angul dhukiye narrate laglen.”

Besh khanik ore uni amake bichanate niye giye amar sayar badhon ta khule dilye amar saya ta ke khule nilen. Tar por amar panty ta khule uni amar du payer majhe boshe amar guud ta chuste thaklen aar tatokhon guud chuslen jato khon na guuder jal onar mukher oopore khoshe porlo. Tar por uni puro nengto hoye amar oopore chore amar duto paa phanke kore laura ta amar guuder bhetore sendhiye dilen aar ollen, “ami jani je tomake kichu anno bhabe chudte hobe aar tai ami tomar guud chushe guuder jal khoshiye tomake chudchee. Eibar amar chenal chodonbaj chhotmarani Sonali rani, ami tomar guuder sab kutkutuni amar barar gunto mere mere khatam kore debo. Tomar guud chodabar someye nongra katha sunte bhalo lage, na?” Ami onar katha sune thaa hoye gelam aar khali “ohhhhhhh ahhhhhhh” bolte bolte pond tola diye onar laurar thap gulo amar guude nite thaklam. Uni amake khoob bhalo kore chudchilen. Uni amake anek khon dhore na ruke chudlen. Kal rate uni amake prayee 40 minut dhore chudlen aar tar pheda dhele amar guuder jala shanto orlen. Mr. Sen amake abar sakal bela khoob kore chudlen.”

“Tumi kaal rate aar abar sakal bele chodon khabar poreo abar theke chodon khete chao?” Ami Sonali ke jigesh korlam.

“Na, ami khali tomar songe thakte chai, ami ekhane guud chodaye ashinee. Ami khali tar songe thakte eshechee je amake bhalobashe” Sonali amake bollo.

Ami Sonali ke bujhte parlam na. Amra botol ta sesh kore amra katha bolchilam aar theke theke chumu khachillam aar kichu korchilam na.

Please offer your comments at [email protected] Ladies, widows & divorcees (between 25-38 years) are welcome for friendship and exchage erotic (sexy) mail and can contact me. My sincere request to all is, if any girl is interested to have sex, then contact me and we shall have it in a safe manner. Broadminded decent female / couple / widow/girls are requested to write me with their details to make the life more and more pleasurable: Secrecy is assured and expected.

haya daostao maora naama saunaIla hO maO 24 saala ka 5’11″ka laDka hUM. maOM Aapkao ApnaI phlaI cauda[ kI khanaI saunaanaa caahta hUM jaao [sa trh sao hO. maOOMnao sabasao phlao imaiqa naamak laDkI koa caaoda qaa tba vaao 17 saala kI qaI vaao 12 rhI qaI saO@saI ifgar qaa @yaa gaaoL gaaoL baUbsa qao ]sako @yaa ptlaI kmar qaI @yaa gaaoL jaaMGaoM qaI ik basa majaa hI Aa jaayao. hmaaro Gar ko pasa hI galsa hasTL qaa vahaM 17 laDikyaMa rhtI qaI ijanamaoM vaao sabasao saO@saI qaI. jyaada haonao ko karNa vaao baahr AaMgana maoM nahatI qaIMM . ek idna maora Apnao ku%to ko pICo daODto hueo hasTL ko pICo jaanaa pDa tao maOnaoM doKa ik naalaI sao panaI igar rha hO. maoro idmaaga ka SaOtana jaaga gayaa. maOnaoM daophr kao drvaajao maoM iDRla maSaIna sao Cod kr idyaa.

dUsaro idna saubah maOnaoM Cod sao doKa ik ek laDkI naha rhI qaI. basa maora Plaana pUra hao gayaa qaa. Aba raoja hI saba laDikyaaoM kao doKta qaa baDa majaa Aata qaa. tajao baUbsa doKnaoM maoM javaana caUtao kao rgaD kr Qaaoto hueo doKnao maoM. ek idna daophr maoM maOnaoM ApnaI naaiyaka kao nahato hueo doKa. saca majaa Aa gayaa. @yaa laga rhI qaI vaao , @yaa mst baUbsa qao , @yaa caUt qaI. vaao Apnao caUicayaaoM kao mala mala kr Qaao rhI qaI. ifr pOnTI BaI Kaola kr ApnaI caUt kao Qaaonao lagaI. bahut majaa Aayaa ik mauJao mau{ maarnaI pDI tba jaa kr baocaOna lanDkao krar imalaa. ifr tao raoja hI maOM ApnaI naaiyaka kao nahato hueo doKnao lagaa.

ifr maOnaoM saaocaa ik pTa ilayaa jaayao. maOnaoM kaoiSaSa kI tao pTanao maoM safla BaI rha. maonao ]sakao hasTla ko pICo imalanao ko ilayao baulaayaa rat kao vaao AayaI BaI pr vaao bahut DrI hu[ qaI. maOnaoM jaba ]sakao caUmanaa caaha tao vaao Dr ga[. ]sako baad tao hma A@sar hasTla ko pICo imalanao lagao AaOr maora ]sakao nahato hue doKnaa jaarI rha. yao saba (Cod vaalaI baat) ]sao nahIM maalaUma qaI ifr hasTla kI Cui+yaaM hao ga[ AaOr saba laDikyaaM Gar calaI ga[ pr maoro khnao pr vaao nahIM ga[. rat kao vaao hasTla ka drvaajaa pICo sao Kaola dotI qaI AaOr maOM Andr calaa Aata qaa. ifr basa maOM ]sao lao kr ibastr pr pDa rhta qaa.

vaao mauJao kuC krnao nahIM dotI qaI. ifr ek idna ihmmat krko maOnaoM haqa ]sako kuto^ maoM Dala hI idyaa. ]sakI kmar pr maora haqa Gaumanao lagaa vaao Gabara ga[. ifr QaIro sao maOnaoM haqa ]pr kI Aaor baDayaa AaOr ]sako baUbsa kao pkD ilayaa. ba/a ko }pr sao hI sahlaanao lagaa ifr QaIro sao ba/a }pr kr dI AaOr baUbsa kao baahr inakala ilayaa AaOr dbaanao lagaa. ]sako inaPpla kDk haonao lagao maOnaoM ]sako hoazao kao caUsanaa caalaU kr idyaa. vaao BaI Aba pUra maora saaqa donao lagaI qaI. ]sakao BaI majaa Aa rha qaa. ifr maOnaoM ]sako kmaIja kao ]pr kr idyaa. Aba ]sako baUbsa maorI AaMKaoM ko saamanao AaOr mauMh ko pasa qao ijanakao maOM dUr sao hI doKta AaOr trsata rhta qaa. vaao maoro saamanao qao baDo AaOr gaaola kDk.

maO pagala kI trh ]nakao dbaanao AaOr caUsanao lagaa tba vaoa baaolaI PlaIja qaaoDa QaIro duKta hO. kuC dor tk bUabsa kao caUsanao ko baad maOnaoM ]skI salavaar ka naaDa Kaolanaa caaha tao ]sanao maora haqa pkD ilayaa. pr maOnaoM haqa ]sakI salavaar maoM Dala hI idyaa. ]sakI caUt pUrI trh gaIlaI hao caukI qaI ifr ]pr sao hI caut kao sahlaanao lagaa AaOr ]ngalaI GausaoDnao lagaa. Aba vaao BaI tOyaar hao caukI qaI. ]sako mau^MMh sao BaI Aah ]h kI Aavaajao Aanao lagaI qaI. tba maOnaOM salavaar Kaola dI. [sa baar ]sanao jara BaI ivaraoQa nahIM ikyaa balkI gaaMD ]pr krko salavaar inaklavaa dI Aba vaao maa~ pOnTI maoM maoro saamanao laoTI qaI.

maOnaoM pOMTI BaI ]tar kr ]sao pUra naMgaa kr idyaa. ]sakI caUt pr Ganao baala baDo Pyaaro laga rho qao. maOnaoM ]sakI caUt kao caUsanaa caalaU kr idyaa. daonaao haozoa kao rgaD kr ]sakI caut kao caUsanao lagaa. Aba vaao BaI pUro rMga maOM Aa ga[. tba maOnaoM ]sakao Apnaa laMD pkDa idyaa AaOr caUsanao kao kha. vaao maora laMD caUsanao lagaI. ]Qar maOM purI tojaI sao ]sakI caUt caUsa rha qaa. ]sako muMah sao Aahaaaaa Aaohao inakla rha qaa. Aba mauJao laga rha qaa ik caaodna caalaU krnaa caaihyao pr maOM kuC saaoca kr ]sako baUbsa kao ifr sao caUsanao AaOr dbaanao lagaa. vaao BaI maoro laMD kao caUsa rhI qaI , tao mauJao laganao lagaa ik maOM ]sako mauMh maoM hI Jar jaa}Mgaa.

tba maOnaoM ]sakao saIQaa laoTayaa AaOr ]sakI jaaMGaaoM kao qaaoDa sahlaayaa AaOr caaODa kr ko TaMgaao ko baIca Aayaa AaOr lanD kao ]sakI caUt pr rKa AaOr rgaDa. ifr ek hI Qa@ko maoM lanD ]sakI caUt mao Dala idyaa. vaao caIK pDI. tba maOnao ApnaI spID QaImaI kr dI. kuC dor tk eosao hI rhnao ko baad maOnaoM Qa@ko maarnao caalUa kr idyao. Aba tk ]sakI caut naoM BaI panaI CaoD idyaa qaa , [sailayao ]sao BaI majaa Aanao lagaa qaa. Aba vaao BaI purI mastI maoM Aa gayaI qaI AaOr icallaa rhI qaI “caaodao jaaor sao , caaodao , maorI caUt faD dao. @yaa caaodto hao tuma bahut majaa Aa rha hO ”

]sakI baataoM sao maOM BaI saatvaoM Aasamaana pr phuMca kr ]sao caaodnao lagaa. Aba daonaao kao bahut majaa Aa rha qaa. AaiKr maora ]sao caaodnao ka sapnaa jaao pUra hao gayaa qaa. vaao ek baar JaD caukI qaI. dUsarI baar kI tOyaarI maoM qaI. Aba mauJasao BaI sahna nahIM hao rha qaa. maOM ApnaI pUrI takt sao ]sao caaod rha qaa. basa maO BaI JaDnao kI tOyaarI maoM qaa. ifr Acaanak maora BaI laavaa ]sakI caUt maoM igarnao lagaa. ]sakI caUt maoro panaI sao Bar gayaI. vaao mauJao caUmao jaa rhI qaI. ifr hma daonaao ]zo ek dusaro kao paoMCa AaOr saaqa nahae. ]sa rat maOnaoM ]sao 2 baar AaOr caaoda.

yao maorI phlaI khanaI qaI. yao Aapkao kOsaI lagaI mauJao bata[yao AaOr kao[ laDkI maoro saaqa saO@sa ka AnauBava laonaa caaho tao mauJao maola kr saktI hO. mauJao Aapko maola ka [Mtjaar rhogaa. AapkI phcaana gauPt rhogaI.

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Hi ISS readers I’m writing this story for the first time which was happened in my real life. I’m doing my MBA at a local college located in Hyderabad. I’m a good-looking well-built physique. I had some girlfriends at my graduation and had sex with them very terrifically.

But I felt that I was missing some important thing in my life that is none other than my mom. She is a good-looking lady, housewife; with charming fair skin, I have lust on my mom from my childhood as I had a very large fantasy about the sex.

My mom doesn’t have a habit of wearing bras and panties the blouse which my mom wear in the home will be of very thin through which I can see her complete breast easily whenever she will wash her face and become wet it was very easy to see her areola and dark nipple of her she had a very big size of boobs around 38d which will make me mad.

My family is of four, me mom dad and young brother. Dad is a busy business man always busy with work and my brother is doing graduation. I m a good looking handsome guy with fair complexion at an age of 25 and my mom is now at an age of 44 with a very good figure and good complexion.

I have got the feel of my parents that they are not good in their sexual life as I can easily find it from my mom behavior and I thought to use this situation. On one day after I joined in mba college I have came home early on one day from collage as there was no classes after first two periods when I have came home.

I have not got any response for my bell and I have opened the door with my second key when I have entered the home I have heard the sound the sound of shower from my moms bathroom and I have moved to my room and just sat there for some time

When I gone out of my room to the main hall passing from entrance of my mom room at that moment she just came out of bath room with her petticoat tied till her waist and she was naked on top this is the first time for me to see my mom like that and I got more crazy from then and my intention to have my mom on bed increased drastically.

After that sexy scene of my mother, I always visualized her half naked and with petticoat every time I saw her. My attraction towards her grew day by day and I started finding opportunities to peek on her naked flesh. I even started masturbating thinking about her.

On one lucky day gods listened to my words prayed to fulfill my fantasy as I got a chance to fulfill my fantasy. It was happened so on one fine day when my dad has gone to out of station and not expected to be back within 4 days & for my luck today my brother has also moved to his friend house to stay there for 3 days.

I have got enormous thoughts to fuck my mom as she was a religious lady as she won’t agree for my proposal to sleep with me. On that evening we got a Hindi movie on video and watched it. It was a low budget movie on extramarital affairs. It was low budget but the scenes were HOT!

They never showed naked bodies but they were kissing the blouse covered breasts and lifting the saree and putting their hands inside! We both were very excited. I could notice mother breathing heavily and I could feel her HEAT! After the movie, we just discussed a little about it and went to our rooms for a much needed masturbation.

Even after relieving myself a couple of times, I could not sleep. I felt frustrated thinking about the movie and my mother. I decided I had to do something. I somehow had to convince her that I am willing to fill her when she needs a fill and I am sure she will not accept it if I propose to her. So the best thing would be to force her the first time.

Once she gets laid forcibly, she will accept the situation and allow me to be her lover. The idea, as I was thinking, shot my whole blood of my body into my dick as I felt it acknowledging my thoughts. I slowly got out of my room and walked to my mom’s room. The door is closed but not locked. I pushed the door and went into her room.

There she is, sleeping on her back with her face facing away from me. Her loose end of the saree has crumpled up covering only one blouse covered breast. Her other breast is fighting very hard to come out of the blouse. Her blouse hooks are tight and barely holding on the blouse.

Her bare stomach is beautiful and moving up and down slowly to her breathing rhythm. Her legs were held together and her saree on her is twisted everywhere but fully covered. She is sleeping on a double bed. I have decided that if I ever copulate with my mother it will be on the bed where she always been copulated.

It will be on the same bed my dad entered her and fucked as her husband and her man. It will be on the same bed where her man of the house always fucked her. So without even waking her up I just grabbed my mother’s hand and pulled it to get her up the bed.

Mom woke up in shock before she could know what’s happening I left her near bed, went to the door and locked it. Mom got to her senses although I would think she is still half asleep. Before she could say “What!” I caught hold of her loose end of the saree and pulled it towards me. Mom tried to hold on to it but in vain.

The whole saree got unwrapped as I pulled. By now mom must have come to her senses as she madly tried to keep the saree on. Before we both could realize, her faithful saree separated from her body and mom was left only her blouse and petticoat.

My lust has overcome my ‘sonly’ instincts as I kept enjoying my mother’s situation as every man in India’s dream to see a woman in her underwear. Mom started crying by now and said “what is that you are doing to your mom bastard” and I said “I m having woman from you to the man in your son” and

I lunged on to her to pull her towards me and kiss her on her lips. She struggled to avoid my kiss but I held on to her. Once I finished kissing her she just released herself from me and ran to open the door. By the time she held on to the door lock I ran towards her and grabbed her by the waist with one hand and the other hand caught her hand attempting to open the lock.

Finally she spoke “Why are you doing this to me!” I told her “you’re the sexiest women of my life” struggling to hold on to her. “But I’m your mother,” she said, tearfully twisting and turning. “You’re the woman of the house too, aren’t you?” I said, and continued without waiting for a reply.

“Mother, I suggest you to stop this and lie down on that bed there and get ready for me.” I held on to her waist and quickly I fell down my short my cock sprung out stiff. She looked my cock and then dragged her eyes to look me in disgust. Before she could talk anymore, I grabbed both her wrists, pulling her towards me.

Then I twisted so she turned around, her back to the bed. I then pushed her on to the bed as she lay on her back. She screamed as she fell on the bed while still crying. “What do you want from me?” she sobbed. I said “the beautiful woman hidden in you” and just stood there enjoying her underwear covered body.

She started to get up – I think to get away from me again but I grabbed her petticoat to pull it towards me. She must have worn an old one as it started tearing away along her waist where she tied her petticoat with a string. It took me several pulls between my mother’s cries to tear her petticoat as it was giving way.

It tore finally, and came away, leaving her naked waist down in just her petticoat piece tied around her waist. That was the first time I ever saw my mother’s bush. My birth place and a forbidden part for a son to see. Her bush between her legs appeared to me like a place of enjoyment rather than a place of respect.

By now she started to say while crying “this is not fair for you to do to your own mother, at least for he sake of god leave me right now” as I moved on to her as she was struggling and twisting sideways to cover her womanhood, pushing me to try to get me off her, pulling up her knees and using them to hide her body.

I did not listen to her cries. In fact I liked her cries. I liked her tries to resist me! And I said to her that “god only has given me this golden opportunity to have you on bed tonight, so without any struggle make me feel the enjoyment of fucking my own mom you also feel that joy”

After Some more struggle and again she was flat on her back, with me standing over her, enjoying just looking at her. I began to open the hooks of her blouse holding onto the two ends between her breasts. Mother is still crying pleading me not to do anything but she stopped struggling.

I tried unhooking her blouse hooks but they are more a struggle than I expected. So I just pulled the blouse holding the inside of the blouse. Since the hooks were already tight, they just came off snapping and I could hear my mother cry more for every snap of a hook.

I had to pull hard to snap the last hook but with that force the two end of her blouse hurled away revealing her big breasts. Her tits drooping on either end of her body. That was the instant I felt the best in my life. My mother under me, naked and on bed.

I looked at those breasts whose nakedness has fed me when I was a child and also prompted me to lust for my mother when I am a grownup. I slowly bent myself to take one of her nipple into my mouth. Mother cried more but did nothing. I licked, and sucked both the breasts.

It was a great experience preying on my dear old mother’s wonderful and juicy breasts. My mother stopped her resistance by now as she also became hot by the time and I started enjoying her naked body. I kissed sucked and licked her beautiful body everywhere I could and it was great.

Then I said to her “what bitch what had happened to you stopped your resistance enjoying your son forcing you”. Then she said “you have got some power to make woman feel the happiness in becoming woman for you come on do it faster I can’t withstand any more” Then I turn my vision to the spot between her legs.

The spot where I came to this world and where I can fulfill my lust to make myself a man to my mother. I used my legs to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortably between her legs. Mother though did not put any pressure. She just laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed.

I ran my free hand over her mound and inserting my index finger into her vagina. I started finger-fucking her. It did not take long before I could feel her juices oozing out as I increased my rhythm. I kept finger fucking her for a while before I decided she is ready for the ultimate reunion.

Still holding her hands above her head, I leaned on her body so I was covering her body with mine. With my free hand I felt between us, took my cock, and began to guide it towards her cunt.

As I reached her entrance I paused and touched her entrance my tip of the cock mom moaned aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. I felt shivers along my spine as I union with my part of my mother’s flesh with her flesh again and she started moaning more and more as aaaahhh aaahhh uuuuhhhhh.

That was the time I contemplated the sin I am committing. I will be committing incest with my mother and a new type of bond between us. I am entering her cunt where there is no return. I could not wait any longer as I pushed forward. My dick entered her cunt. I pushed even harder.

I heard my mother gasp, and heard her chanting my name with moans “aaaaahhh, uuuuhhh my son “as I pushed inside her completely. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long fuck. Mom did not even move the hands as she might have thought it’s all over for her.

She is being ravaged nevertheless. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still without hesitating and enjoying her son rock hard cock inside her. I drew back again this time to be out of her and thrust back again. Mother gasped.

Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. Fucking my own mother. My cock was inside her vagina and I am fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father has used to quench his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed.

Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my mother where I was spawned.

I am kissing the mouth that had given me guidance, sweared on me and encouraged me. It felt great, that I am using the same woman that loved me motherly to love me sexually. I am showing my gratitude towards her upbringing by ravishing her cunt with my dick.

After few more strokes, I felt my balls exploding gobs of semen I have been storing for her. I humped on to her vigorously before I came. I could not help stop but gasp as I shot my wad into her. I could feel my semen flooding mother’s vagina as I reached my climax.

Our sexual act is complete as I laid on my wonderful mother fulfilled and gasping for my breath. I could hear my mother too is breathing hard. Our naked bodies still connected together with my chest firmly pressing her naked breasts. My cock by now started getting limp but still inside her transferring the last remains of my semen.

We both made no moves to untangle as my exhaustion slipped me into deep sleep. How do you liked my story and there is still continuation for my story from then that would be of more interesting part if you liked this story of mine please send me your comments to me at [email protected]

any aunties or ladies or grannies in and around Hyderabad and Secunderabad want to have fun and feel the real joy of a real handsome man on bed can mail me at [email protected]. All the details will be kept secret and wanted to maintain secret any old ladies of any age having a feel to have fun mail me at [email protected]

Hi friends this is Nikunj here. I will like to post eh story of my friend Rajul. She is married and had come across this incident let me start a story in Rajul prospective. A few months before, my husband and I went for a holiday to Matheran, a place near Mumbai. With us was another couple who were also from our building. Rakesh was supposed to join us over the weekend. We spent a few days exploring the nearby areas in Maharastra. The first two days we explored the hills and enjoyed immensely. On the third day the other couple went back to Mumbai and Rakesh joined us. The three of us headed to a nearby forest area and stayed at the forest bungalow.

The next day was a Sunday and was supposed to be a rest day. But Rakesh was fresh and wanted to do some exploring. The caretaker of the bungalow told us about a temple adjacent to a hot spring in the midst of the forest. This temple was supposed to be very sacred for married couples- especially those who wanted children and were not able to conceive. It all sounded quite exotic and Rakesh who was an ardent photographer was all set to go out by himself and to try out his new Nikon. The caretaker then told him that the temple was specifically for couples only – like some Mumbai Pubs where stags were not allowed! However my husband was exhausted after all the driving of the last 2 days and wanted to sleep the day out. He was quite happy to have Rakesh take over. He joked that Rakesh could be my husband for the day and it was a husband’s duty to take his wife out to this temple – so what if we already had children. Rakesh looked a little confused and unsure at this point but finally we two decided to go by ourselves. My heart was thumping and at the back of my mind was this thought about where this could all lead to.

We spent a pleasant few hours walking down the forest trail. Rakesh kept taking photos. We both were in a great mood. Rakesh was cracking jokes and would keep touching me on some pretext and after some time we ended up holding hands. Finally we reached the temple deep inside the forest. There was a small stream flowing nearby. The temple appeared closed and we were wondering what next, when a middle aged couple appeared. They were the temple priest and his wife. The priest said that he would open up the temple for us and in the meanwhile we should have a dip in the stream and come back as per the temple tradition. He then went away to the temple. His wife took us down to their hut which was adjacent to the stream and she went in and bought out a cotton dhoti (sheet) and a white cotton sari. She gave it to us and told us take a dip and come back to the temple wearing just the wet clothes. When she saw the look on our faces, she asked us whether we knew the tradition of this temple.

“People come here to worship the goddess because they are not getting children. Only couples are allowed to worship here. They should first have a bath together in the spring water and come to the temple in the same wet clothes” she said. She then walked away towards the temple. Rakesh and I looked at each other in embarrassment.

“Well, we have two options, either we both go back or complete the rituals” he said

I was in a dilemma. As I was in a buoyant mood I was willing to go through the ritual, but I was feeling guilty thinking about my husband. Finally Rakesh said, “Look, no one back home is going to hear about this, so we may as well have a little fun.”

I decided to take the plunge and pressed his hand. He held my hand and gave a smile. We both then walked down to the stream. Rakesh took off his jeans and tee shirt. He was wearing boxer briefs under. He came closer, held me affectionately and kissed me on my cheek and on my lips.

“If you are feeling too guilty, you can have your bath first. I will turn around and not watch you. I will have mine after you finish” he said

“No, let’s do it together. Anyway, you are supposed to be my husband for the day. But you must promise not to actually enter me. I am not yet ready for that.” I said Rakesh slowly put his arms around me. We had a long kiss, one of the most exciting in my life. He then took off my tee shirt. He gave me an enchanted look and started kissing me- on my face, on my neck, on my shoulders.

Slowly he unzipped my jeans and took it off. My lacy panty was almost seeing through. I unhooked my bra and took it off. He started sucking my nipples. A little later, he pulled my panty down making me stark naked. For the first time I was naked in the open and a man other than my hubby was seeing me. I realized that if the priest or his wife were to come back, they would see us making out. Somehow it made it all very erotic. He took off his boxer briefs and his erect cock jumped out. It was about 6.5inches long and quite thick. I was surprised to note that unlike my husband he was clean shaved down there. I grabbed his cock with both hands. We held each other close, he sucking and fondling my tits and I holding his cock. We slowly walked into the stream, holding hands. His cock was now so hard; it was standing out like a pole. While he was caressing my pubes, I was fondling his buttock and fondling his ass. The stream felt cool after the hot day and it felt heavenly. . The water was chest deep and it was not possible to suck each other in the stream, so we sucked each other’s nipple in turn. Finally we climbed back onto the bank. I stood with one foot on a rock and Rakesh sucked my pussy from below, which was dripping wet with my juice. I came within minutes with an orgasm that left me reeling and dizzy.

When I got my breath back, I told him to lie down on the grass. I started sucking his cock and it was throbbing with excitement. After a few minutes, he climaxed and his thick fluid flooded my mouth. Finally, we washed up again in the stream and wrapped in the cloths the woman had given us, we walked back to the temple. Inside the temple the priest and his wife were waiting for us. I saw the priest’s wife stare at Rakesh’s crotch and a couple of times, I noticed the priest glance at my breasts. The wet cloth was doing a good job of showcasing my breasts and Rakesh’s cock which was still quite hard. The priest performed some rituals, gave us some flowers to hold and started some chanting.

After a few minutes he told us to take off the clothes we were wearing and put it in front of the idol. By now I was beyond caring and boldly took off the wet sari. Rakesh did the same and we stood with folded hands in front of the idol. Rakesh was erect once again and his pole was sticking out. Finally the priest stopped his chanting and gave us some flowers and fruits. He said that now we had been blessed by the goddess and now our relationship would be stronger than before. We then got dressed and said goodbye to the couple.

On our way back, we went down a different route and found a cozy place under a tree, which was away from any possible human view. Both of us were feeling very horny and Rakesh started kissing me again. We stripped hurriedly and he made me lie down on the ground. The feel of cold grass under my naked buttock felt very nice. We 69nined and after some sucking and licking, we both of us came together. By the time we reached home, I had started feeling guilty about the whole thing. Although I tried to reason with myself that I had not let him enter my pussy, I felt that maybe I had betrayed my husband in some way. He was waiting up for us and we had a quick dinner and went to bed.

Usually we fuck and then my husband drops off to sleep within minutes. But this time it was different. He was restless. When I asked him what was wrong, he sat up and said he was sorry he had not come with me today. He said felt very guilty about the whole thing. While he was apologizing profusely, I stopped him and told him about what happened between Rakesh & me at the temple. I told him that short of actually fucking, we had done everything else. To my amazement, he started smiling. And kissed me gently.

“Thank you for being so honest with me. I really don’t mind that you enjoyed yourself with Rakesh. He is a good friend and I rather it was him than anyone else. Next time, you have my permission to go as far as you want, but it has to be your decision” he said. We then proceeded to have the best fuck in a long time. I realized he was very much aroused by the whole episode. Maybe our sex life was getting rejuvenated thanks to Rakesh… Thanks Rajul for sending this story pls write me ur comments on [email protected].

I am Pradipta from Bhubaneswar, Orrisa, and a new comer to this ISS page. Now -a -day I regularly read the stories published in this site specially the storied based on “ wife sharing, wife watching and wife swapping” with my wife Sarita as we both have such experiences and we like this type of stories very much. After reading other couple’s such sex experiences in ISS, particularly a couple of Orrisa who writes in this page regularly their experiences, we have decided to share our experiences with other viewers so that they will also be benefited by it and enjoy our true story. There are many husbands here who know that their wives behaved as a slut when it comes to sex. Is not it? Read our experience and think if the situation is same with you.

Some people think that, when you have married since ten years or more, your sex life slows down. Well, that was certainly not the case with Sarita and me. My wife has always been an outrageous flirt and on many occasions I caught her flirting with my friends. She was 5’3” tall and 50 kg with a perfect 36C breasts and solid hips and beautiful brown hair that ran up to her plump ass with nice figure and sweet face. Even at this age 35 she looked hardly 25 and fresh. She always wore bright colored saris and the way she wore them! She always took care to show her fleshy belly protruding out sexily and the deep belly button that invited all the males and few females too. And the sari is tightly wound around her hips and chest so that her assets looked prominent. I am 5′ 6″ 65 kg and fairly slim. Our friends call us the “beautiful couple”. And she is very aggressive in bed and wants me to call her names like whore, slut when we fuck and invariably she comes with that. So you must have guessed what type of wife she is. We had discussed about fucking with other men but she was contented with her exhibitionism and did not want any complications in our married life. How can Indian wives specially a woman from our conservative state Orrisa does that? They have the fear complex and fear about Society and culture!

One of my best friends was in my mind. Rajan was my best friend and we knew each other for years. The most attractive thing about him was his cock. It was about 7 inches long and thick too. I knew Sarita fantasized big cocks during our lovemaking and when I told her about this she hesitated at first but was convinced when I told her that I wanted to watch her fucking Rajan. She agreed but showed no real interest in it.

Once I had decided to invite Rajan over to my residence in a Sunday evening when our children were with their grand parents and briefed him about the situation. He too was reluctant in the beginning but when I told him that my wife wants his big 7-inch boner in her cunt, he agreed. I had to tell him, “She’s still a little tramp in the bed. She’ll do just about anything, man. I fucked her for about an hour last night and I reckon she must have had at least three big orgasms in that time! When I thought I was finally about to get some sleep, she started begging me to do her in the ass! So just imagine how sexy she is. She is real bitch when it comes to sex.”

That was sufficient for Rajan to agree. So when he knocked our door in that evening we were ready to welcome him. We all sat in the hall and shared snacks and coffee. We exchanged small talk here and there. Half an hour had passed before Sarita spoke. I had been watching her since Rajan had arrived. She was finding it difficult to hide her excitement and her face was flushed with the idea. I think she was restless as things were not moving fast and it was difficult for her to hide her feeling anymore.

“Well come on,” she finally said, rising from her arm chair, “We all know why we’re here, so how about we get something going? Why the silence?” she looked directly at Rajan, “I’d love to see your cock that my husband has told me so much about!”

Rajan was taken aback at her request but I told him it’s all right to oblige her.

He quickly unzipped his fly and hauled out his big dick. I watched Sarita’s eyes light up as they fell to my friend’s cock. She licked her lips and immediately fell to her knees in front of him. Her long slender fingers wrapped seductively around his hard shaft as she began to play with his cock and balls. Rajan sighed deeply as my wife began to work his foreskin up and over his large bulbous cock head. Tickling his balls briefly and grasping the shaft, she parted her red lipstick coated lips and, forming an “O”, she took the cock head into her hot, wet mouth. As she began to suck hungrily on his dick, I started to abuse her.

“Suck him you dirty whore” I cried as I massaged my own solid erection through my pants. “Take his big cock in your hot filthy mouth. Feel the size of him. Go on, lick the shaft and roll your tongue around his cock head like a slut does!”

My wife was sucking on Rajan’s cock for all she was worth. She was kneeling in front of him with her ass in the air. The sight was too much for me and I quickly joined her on the floor, kneeling at her swaying bottom. Rajan was moaning and groaning deeply as I lifted Sarita’s gown and flipped it onto her back. She did not wear any panties and so the creamy flesh of her buttocks was in view. I pulled the single string that ran between her cheeks to one side and deftly thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. She was soaking wet down there and my fingers slipped in and out with ease as I began to finger fuck her hard and fast.

The harder I fingered her wet, cunt, the deeper she swallowed Rajan’s big cock. I wanted to see what was happening and, looking over my wife’s back, I was just in time to see my friend’s penis disappear right down to the balls in Sarita’s throat. She gagged slightly as Rajan began to cum, but then adjusted the angle of her head slightly and allowed his come to pour into her sweet, hot mouth. Rajan had his eyes tight shut as he climaxed, but I could clearly see the obscene outline of his huge organ as it jammed inside my wife’s mouth. As Sarita slid back to allow his still hard cock to drop from her lips, her lipstick glistened with his seed and I could see some of the residual come drip onto her chin.

Sarita was still gasping loudly as I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet snatch. Rajan joined me in helping her to lie down on her back and then assisted me in removing her clothes. The gown was first. I quickly unbuttoned it and Rajan pulled it from her head. Then came her Bra. We took one side each and tore it apart; the hooks popping as Sarita squealed her encouragement at us. Rajan and I knelt back to admire the naked woman on the floor between us, cum still streaking her lips, Sarita did indeed look like a complete slut and both Rajan and I told her so. Hearing our words, she wriggled her butt on the carpet and kissed at us. She looked desperate for more attention and we were both pleased to provide it!

Rajan was our guest so I decided that he should go first. I was amazed that his cock was still hard and it still throbbed out from his body, slapping against his belly. My own erection was painfully hard as well and I unzipped and released myself quickly. While my friend positioned himself between my wife’s outstretched legs and prepared to enter her, I began to roll my hard cock around Sarita’s stiff left nipple. Rajan and I were still calling Sarita all the names under the sun, telling her she was a dirty little bitch, a slut and a whore. She lapped up the insults, her breathing coming in short gasps, and as Rajan eased his huge length into her open pussy, she screamed out in the throes of orgasm. It seemed to take ages for her climax to finish, helped along by me pinching and tugging on the hard buds of her nipples. Gasping for air, Rajan finally pulled out of her and sat back breathing hard.

“Wow!” he exclaimed, “Sarita, you sure are a great fuck! Only the nastiest sluts can take my meat so well.”

“You better believe she’s a hot bitch,” I said, not giving Sarita a chance to reply for herself. “And she’s not finished yet! She’s still got me to cum yet!”

Replacing Rajan between her spread legs, I looked down at my wife’s vagina. The hole was open and dilated, thick white cum seeping from the inside and dripping down to splash on the floor under her. My dream had come true, and I wanted to celebrate this occasion by sticking my cock deep into her pussy with the thick come recently deposited by my friend. His large organ had left her so open and wide that I hardly felt myself touch the sides of her cunt. I could hear a purring noise as my own cock slid inside her. As I began to ram my cock into Sarita’s pussy, I watched my slut turn her head sideways and lick Rajan’s soft cock clean of their combined juices. I squeezed her buttocks together as I fucked her harder and harder, my cock flying in and out at a lightening speed. I kept watching as she hungrily lapped all the fluid from my friend’s cock, the sight bringing me closer and closer to my own climax.

Just as I thought I was about to pass out from the excitement, my balls and cock twitched and I shot a huge load of come into my wife’s pussy. I wanted the tramp to see it happen, so pulling out quickly I joined Rajan at her head and ran my greasy, spasming cock over her face and lips. She took it all with eager excitement and once again her whole body shuddered into another crashing orgasm.

Since that time, Rajan has become a regular visitor to our house and we all share the charms of our slut Sarita. There after we had many more sessions together and we even fucked my wife together, he in her cunt and me in her ass Whenever she and I run out of new ideas, Rajan usually manages to think up something for us all to do. This weekend we are taking her to the shopping complex. Rajan has insisted that she shaves her pussy and puts on no underwear. Let’s see what happens.

Now we are happy couple! Rajan is with us still today! So don’t be frustrated if you have same fantasy and interest then let your wife taste the sweetness of big hard cock. But you should have perfect understand between both of you! That’s important! YES any couple of Bhubaneswar/Cuttack wants to meet us? If you like to join us then wife would get two the long hard dicks of our friend Rajan and me and similarly husband would taste the tight juicy pussy of my wife Sarita at same time. Contact with your phone No at [email protected] .Time wasters and liars please excuse.

Hi readers, this is my true encounter to fuck two lovely girls at the same time. I am Rajiv from Lucknow. I am 28 years old married to a lovely and sexy girl from Lucknow. My married life is fully satisfied and healthy. This instance happened to me two years back when I was unmarried and lived singly at Delhi where I worked with a bank. My house owner, guptajee, had a daughter named Priyanka. She had hardly crossed her puberty and was studying in college, first year. She had many a friends who visited her often and all of them were very cute. Due to my busy schedule I seldom found time to get introduced with them but I used to masturbate often thinking about them. Once when guptajee and his wife had to go to some distant tour they left Priyanka on my supervision since she had to prepare for her examination scheduled shortly. I thought it was a routine affair and did not mind. I even thought to help her in her studies, but future had something other in store.

That night I enquired Priyanka whether she wanted any help but she refused and told that her friend Roma had come to stay with her to pursue studies collectively. I thought it was a fine idea. At around 10 at night I thought to check them whether everything was fine, before going to bed. While I was moving upstairs I heard some bizarre noise coming from their house. Luckily the main hall was open and I entered. Noise was coming from the bedroom. The gate was shut so I decided to knock but resisted because the sounds were lustful and hissing. I decided to peep into, through the window which was half open. I could see the entire room. To my utter disgust I saw both girls naked to their birthday suit and playing with each others body. On the front there played a blue film on the TV and the two girls were watching it and having lesbian sex. Roma was holding Priyanka boobs and fingering her pussies.

She licked her fingers in between to taste the juice. It tasted good and that was obvious from her facial expressions. Suddenly Roma made Priyanka to lie on the bed and trusted her mouth right on her pussy and started sucking and biting there like she was the last girl on the earth. Priyanka liked her pussy being eaten and was responding by thrusting her buttocks upward and arching her body. Suddenly Roma picked up her bra and started beating Priyanka and abusing her with nasty abuses like “rundy, kutty, madarchod” and asking her to lick her choot. It seemed that Priyanka knew how to get rid of the situation and immediately shoved her mouth to the clean shaved choot of roma. This move calmed roma to a great extant and started rubbing her tits vehemently. After around 5 minutes I saw roma screaming and again abusing Priyanka- “saali madarchod kha le meri choot. Rundy kya karoon koi lund nahin mil raha hai. Tu hi chod le mujhe.” And she came heavily spurting her cum onto the mouth of Priyanka. When Priyanka got up her face was fully wet with Roma’s pussy juices which roma licked her. I did not know when I dropped my pants and started caressing my 9 inch dick. I could not hold any longer and shouted Priyanka to open the door. Both girls saw me at the window heavily pumping my lund. They seemed overjoyed to see me at that moment. Roma opened the door and let me in with rod like lund whipping in the air. I sat on the sofa and my lund was poking straight, glowing with my pre cum.

“kuttiyon!” I said “chudane ka itna shauk tha to mujhe kyon nahin kaha?”

“woh unclejee, hame sharam nahin aati kya?” Priyanka said coming nearer to me.

She sat on her knees and came nearer to my lund. She took my lund in her hands and started smelling it heavily.

“oh god lund ki mahak kitni gandi hai. Unclejee upne lund mere munh main pale dalo na please.” She begged.

“oh yes uncle Priyanka ka munh chod do. Kutty ko apke lund ka mahak pyara lag raha hai.” Roma said, taking my hand and keeping it straight on her choot. I grabbed Priyanka by her head and inserted my lund into her slippery mouth to be sucked. She was sucking it like a rundy and I was rubbing Roma’s choot by another hand.

“oh haram ki janiyon, kya madarchod chokari ho tum dono. Tumhe dekh kar to rundy bhi sharama jayegi. Ek lund chooce rahi hai aur doosari apne choot main anguli dalwa rahi hai. Kya kha kar choda tha tumhare baap ne tumhair maan ko jo aise behaya choriyaan paida huyi hain. Pahle kitni baar chudwa chuki ho tum dono”

“hum to lund ke liye taras gaye the unclejee. Hum pahli bar hi chudwa rahin hain. Waise aap bhi kam madarjaat nahin hain. Hum jaisi najuk kaliyon ko chodne ke liye taiyyar ho gaye hain.”None other than roma exclaimed. Priyanka was sucking my dick till then. I pulled my lund from her mouth and said

“apni boor ka taste nahin karogi kya?”

As ordered both girls lay on the bed on their back and spread their legs so that I get full view of their vagina. Roma was clean shaved and Priyanka pussy was having brown hairs sparingly, indicating her low age and virginity. I was going to have taste of both kinds of choots at the same time. I could not believe my luck. I started licking both choots one by one and caressing their naked bodies at the same time.

“tum dono ki choochiyan to ekdam phool kar tight ho gayi hain aur choot se kafi paani bhi aa raha hai. Lagta hai tum dono ab chudne ko ekdam bekrar ho gayi ho.” I said while inserting my tongue into Priyanka boor.

“oh unclejee ab chod hi dalo apni gandi choriyon ko, der mat karo” priyanka screamed and arched her body.

“theek hai. Roma tum apni choot priyanka se chatwawo aur main ise chodta hoon.” I ordered and touched priyanka’s boor with my lund.

“isssssshhhhh kya kamal ka loda hai apka. Itna bada to blue filmon bhi nahin hota hai. Dheere dheere dalna unclejee, pahli chudai hai meri.” Priyanka said and grabbed my lund and rubbed on her boor. Roma positioned over the mouth of priyanka and just sat on it and rubbed her choot on her face “ab dekh kaise chokari se aurat banti hai tu kutiya. Ek taraf unclejee tujhe chodenge doosari taraf tujhe meri boor chatni hai.”

Priyanka started sucking Roma’s choot which was oozing heavily and drops of her pre cum was dripping on the nose of priyanka. My lund was probing to find the opening of priyanka’s choot which was very slippery and my lund was slipping all the time I was thrusting it. Priyanka grabbed my lund hard and pointed to her cunt hole “ab pale dalo unclejee please. Mujhe rundy bana dalo, apni rundy. Apni priyanka ko apni rakhail bana lo. Mere baap ne tumhe meri rakhwali karne ko kaha tha aur tum mujhe chod rahe ho. Tum kitne gande ho.”

“kutty! Tumne rakh-waali aur maine rakh-dee, tumhare baap ka kya jaata hai.” I retorted. I pushed mu lund hard into her hole and managed to insert 2 inches of my penis into her pussy. Priyanka screamed in pain and bitten on roma’s pussy too. Roma too cried. I again applied pressure this time with full vigor and inserted my half dick in.

“badi tight choot hai tery, to gand (asshole) kitna tagda hoga. Mera lund bilkul kas gaya hai tere boor main.”

I saw blood oozing out of priyanka’s choot and that made me totally insane. In utter madness to fuck a virgin I trusted third time and impaled my whole lund into the boor of priyanka. She was crying like a cat and trying to get out of my hold. But I held her tightly and started sucking her boobs. After a few minutes of choochy sucking me felt her choot loosening up and she started to thrust herself upward indicating that she was ready to be rammed up into her pussy. I did not lost any time and started pumping my rod into her wet pussy. She was now enjoying the every thrust and hissing nastily.

“ummmmhhh, ummmmmhhh oh kya chod mil raha hai. Ise hi chudai kahte hain main aaj jaan rahi hoon. Pahle se pata rahta to ab tak chudne ki century laga chuki hoti. Kas kar pelo mere raja. Phad dalo meri boor ko. Itna mota lund meri choot main ghus sakta hai main to soch bhi nahin sakti thi. Bada lund bada maja. Aj se main teri rundy huyee unclejee….no…no…rajiv. Mujhe jor se chodo rajiv. Ummmmmhhh ooooooh yaaaaaaa uuuuuuuhhhhhhh.”

I was constantly pumping my 9 inch lund into the now wide choot of priyanka while she was eating the boor of roma and i was sucking and biting priyanka’s boobs. After 15 minutes of heavy ramming of my hard and heavy cock into her hole she started shivering uncontrollably. She was going to cum now. I hold her tightly and sped up my thrust @ 2 thrust per second and she was just cooing like a cat in rain. In less than 50 such thrusts she clamped me and dug her nails onto my back and came heavily. She kept shivering for at least 3 minutes and nearly fainted in ecstasy.

I was still to cum. So I positioned roma on her all fours in doggy style and inserted my dick wet with the cum of priyanka into the gulf of Roma’s choot from behind and began fucking her first slowly and then hard and fast when I felt pressure in myself. Roma was so hot in her choot that I got afraid that I would burn my tool there. Seeing me in action with priyanka taking her virginity she had got extremely hot and was yelling on me to fuck her harder. Our thighs made clapping sounds and the wetness of our love tools were echoing in the room “gacchhh gacchhh phucchhh phucchh”

After around 10 further minutes of fucking I was going to cum. Roma too raised the bell that she too was on the verge of it.

“meri choot ke under hi jhadna unclejee please. Jaldi jaldi pelo, jor jor se. Haan aise hi. Fuck me fuck me” she hissed. And my goodness, that was the orgasm of lifetime. I think i poured about 100 ml of the semen into the choot of roma. She came at the same time and I kept ramming her from back, until the last drop of my cum was spent. My cum spilled out of her pussy tingling all the way long her thighs up to her ankles. All three of us lied on the bed completely exhausted unable to move a bit. After about half an hour priyanka gathered her and tried to stand up but the pain in her choot was over powering her. I soothed her with long kisses on her lips and cleaned her ruptured pussy.

Friends, the story has gone too long naa. But I can not help it. It is such an interesting tale. Later I told this story to my biwi also and on her pursuing me I have send to you to read and enjoy. Remember that was just a part of whole tale. I did not tell you this time how I fucked both the damshells in their asshole and made them to davour my cum. Don’t mind, some other time in part two, I will narrate the sequel of this story. Me and my biwi are broadminded and enjoy every kind of sex ventures like swapping and partnering other people too, occasionally. My wife loves watching me fuck another girl and I love watching another guy fucking her right in front of me. But all that are with our permission and with the like minded people. If any guy or girl is interested to join our group feel free to send your profile to “[email protected]”

Hello ISS reader kaisay ho aap sab log (laya w t me phir hajir choon aapak sawa m) aapka response mila to acha laga maree story (sex in uttranchal )kafee logon nay sarahee hai lakin 1-2 bhosree waloon nay musay galiyan bhee likhee hain khar unkee maa ka bhan ka taka maroo main unsay nahee darta . Yey main apnee aunty kay santh ka aagay ka exp. Share kar raha huoon,to jab maree chutiyan khatam ho gayee to main wahan say delhi aa gaya. Hamaray uttranchal may ladki sadee kay ek saal baad apnay maykay (hundak mait) jatee hai to maree aunty ko bhee jana tha lakin maree dadee nay usay delhi bhaj diya jo ki maray liey acha tha boz usay caca kay santh akaylay he rahna tha manay jab suna ki who goan say aa rahee ah to mara lund seetha khada ho gaya jab manay uspar thanda panee dala tab jakar usnay punkarna choda.khar wo delhi aa gayee ab main uskay yahan janay kay liyey utawala ho raha tha ek din main school na jakar pahunj gaya uskay ghar par maray uncle duty calay gaye thay.wo delhi may khanpur may rahtee thee.

To jab wahan gaya to wo ekdum khus ho gayee manay jatay he usay kiss kiya or usnay bhee musay. Mara lund jo ki (mungree) bhutay ki tarah khada ho gaya sala pura underwear phadnay wala tha or cya (tea) ban nay tak usnay underwear bhee phad diya . Manay us say kaha ki ab ruknay ko nahee ho raha hai manay apna lund nikaal kar uskay aagay kar diya who isay pura ka pura ander lay rahee thee or main lambee sansay kheench-2 kar tea pee raha tha wo itna ander lay rahee thee ki usay 2 baar ultee bhee ho gayee thee main 5-7 mnt baad main uskay muh may jhad gaya Kya naseelee oorat (kajyaand) thee sara ka sara pee gayee .peetee bhee kyan nahee itnay din say pyasee jo thee mai mootnay cala gaya or wapas aa gaya wo sawlee coler ki ekdum mast lag rahee thee jee kar raha tha pura ka pua muh say kha loo. Khar main ander gaya or manay usko cumna (bhukee) lana suroo kar diya. Manay usay itnee jor-jor say kiss lana suroo kar diya ki uskee bhee jalde-2 siskiyan bahar aanay lagee. Uskee ek bhee siskee ko main bahar nahee janay day raha tha manay usay her jagha say kata manay jab uskay boobs(dudla) muh may liyey to wo pagloon ki tarah maray say lipat gayee yahan tak ki musay khud saans lanay may dikat aa rahee thee hamaray beech say hawa bhee pass nahee ho saktee thee itnay tite hum log jakad gayey thay . Manay uskay boobs(dudloon) ko buree tareekay say kaat liya who siskiyan lay – lay kar ro rahee thee boz usay pain ho raha tha lakin wo mazay bhee lay rahee thee 15-20 mnt tak manay uskay dudloon ko coosa ab wo bahut garam ho cukee thee. ( maree thinking yey ah ki agar women ya girl kay boobs or cuoot (pokee) hee hee garhwali words hai , ko achay say cuoos liya jayey to wo orat jaldee sex kay liyey pagal ho jayeygee ) ab manay uskay belly(nolee) ko apnee jeeb say catna suroo kar diya wo apnee gaand (pootha) utha-2 kar maray par ragad rahee thee ,ab main jaldee sex karna cahta tha manay uskee salwaar khol kar alag kar dee or uskee chotee kachee ko bhee alag kar diya lakin yey Kya uskee cuoot(pawka) he..he.. To puree tarah zhantoon (joongoon) say bhar rakhee thee ,manay us say kaha inka mundane.

Kyon nahee kiya to bolee inko to bus tum hee kaat saktay ho manay bhee uncle ka rajer uthaya or 5 mnt may he saray zhantoon (joongoon) ka safaya kar diya , ohh my god ohh!!…..yeha! Uskaee cuoot same wansee he thee jainsay pahlay thee bilkul chotee or tite . Mara mind thoda ghooma to ek idya maray mind may aaya manay dooth (milk)( who bhee mother dairy ka ) bhains ka main peeta nahee. La kar us say kaha ki isay thoda – 2 kar kay apnee belly (nolee) say neechay ki taraf daal to usnay wansay he kiya or main neechay say uskee cuoot(pokee) or dooth ko muh may lay-lay kar cusnay laga Kya hot – hot maal maray muh may ja raha tha main bata nahee sakta . Manay pura ek gilaas doodh wo bhee uskee cuoot kay santh liya bahut maza aaya tha aakhir musay ek saal baad yey moka mil raha tha. Ab manay apna lund jo ki 8 inch ka hai usko bhee dooth say bhigo kar usay cusnay kay liyey kaha usnay 1 second may mara lund muh may lay liya , wo doodh ko muh may lakar maray lund kay upar daltee or phir isay custee hum doono nay 1 dadh ghantay tak ansay he mazay liyey really may hum dono nay bahut mazay liyey.

Ab manay lund jo ki bina oil kay andar he nahee jata lagaya or uskee cuoot par isay ragadna suroo kar diya , yaroo main uskee tadap dakh sakta tha wo musay lund dalnay kay liyey kah rahee thee or main ansay he ragad raha tha , lakin jab oorat(women) puree tarah say tayaar ho jatee hai to phir wo sex kay liyey pagal ho jatee ah 5 mnt tak ragadnay kay baad manay ek halka sa dhaka diya or yey adha andar cala gaya. (es site may manay dakha hai ki kayee log likhtay hain ki manay itnee jor say dhaka mara ki wo ceekh padee in sab kee dadee ko coduoon in saloon ko koan samjhay ki jab ek bacha(baby) is kay andar say bahar aa sakta hai to ismay 8-10 inch kay lund aaram say calay jatay hain haan jinko sex karna nahee aata wo ansee harkat karay hain) khar mara 8 inch ka lund to sarkta huwa andar ja kar fit ho gaya ab main bina dhakay maray uskay upar lat gaya lakin who neechay say apnee gaand hila – hila kar mazay lay rahee thee who maray say lipat-2 kar maray muh ko kaat 2 kar buree tarah say lipat rahee thee lakin ab main bhee usay tadpana nahee cahta tha or maray school ki chutee ka bhee time ho raha tha islay manay dhakay marana suroo kar diya lakin jab maray lund nay blue line ki speed pakdee to main bata nahee sakta uskee cuoot(pokee) say panee bahar aanay laga wo maray say pahaly he jhad cukee thee lakin main nahee jhada manay usay pait kay bal lita diya or uskee gaand (putuoon) kay upar chad gaya or apna lund peechay say dala or os say cipak –2 kar dhakay maranay laga 4-5 mnt may he manay apna panee uskee bur may chode diya, main uskay upar he lat gaya who bahut khus thee 10 mnt baad hum donoo alag ho gayay. Main bathroom jakar fresh ho gaya or wo bhee . ( main yahan par sex karnay waloon ko ek tips dana cahoonga jo bhee log hat kar I mean jainsay doggy style may or deewar kay saharay muh kar kay I mean women ka or peechay say sex kiya jay wo bhee khaday ho kar or is say aadmee dar may jhadayga or ladies ko maza bhee aayeyga. Or bhee tips hain jo ki aap log musay email kar kay lay saktay hain.)

To us din manay apna aatha din waheen guzara main jhooht nahee likhta ki main 1-2 ghantay tak cudyee kee or nahee yey likhta huoon ki manay ek baar cudayee karnay kay baad dubara cudayee suroo kar jab ki ansa bahut kam log kar patay hain boz agar ek baar men or women saticefied ho jayey to uskay baad dubara tayaar honay may time lagta hai. Or ek ceeze or es site may kayee bahan kay takoon nay apnee maa or bahan ko coda hai lakin ek Baat yey hai ki en sabkay baap aksar buissness trip par he bahar rahtay hain ya calay jatay hain jainsay usnay enkoo time day diya ho ki tum log maree garhajree may cudayee (ciknee) kartay rahna, mujay to lagta ah ki inmay say aa dhay say jyada jhoot likhtay hain,khar apun ko is say Kay lana dana,

Jab us din main aunty ki cuoot marnay kay baad ghar pauhnca to ghar waloon nay kaha ki itnee late kaisay ho gaya manay kaha aaj mem nay hamaree extra class lay lee.hee .. Hee..heee.. Uskay baad main 2-3 haftay may ek baar jakar uskee cuoot marta tha. Who yahan 2 saal tak rahee ab uskee 1 ladkee hain who goan may he rahtee hai or main goan may kum he jata huoon. Wainsay maray parents goan may he rahtay hain main yahan apnay bhai kay santh rahta huoon humara yahan apna ghar ah so main saal 2 saal may ek baar ghar jata huoon who bhee khas ocation par. Khar,Lakin mujay ek he Baat ka afsos raha ki manay uskee gaand nahee maree……. Ohh !!! Huh!! Khar koyee nahee phir kabhee sahee. If any ladies wants my help I am here in delhi maree home delivery delhi may or uttranchal may hai . Main kisee bhee ladkees ya orat ko bina ceekay(coday) usay saticefied kar sakta huoon or mujay aged womens or fat womens donuoon bahut pasand hain. Any body from my state and delhi can be mail me. Ab main apnee kuch story delhi ki cudyee ki likhoonga lakin sahee time par . I will wait for good response. (Uttrakhand ki sabhee pokee ku me dil say swagat kardoo.)

Here is my experience. Enjoy!! I am staying at Bangalore. I was 18 years old then. I had a neighbor aunty (kamal) and her 3 year old son. Kamal aunty was 33 years old. I called her aunty that is how I began addressing her. She was good looking and really good sexy figure. However she dressed well, not exposing much of her beauty.

We had a balcony which was almost common, meaning we could go the others balcony. There weren’t any other apartments on that end, so it was kind of secluded. She used to wear a nighty at home. It was enough transparent that I could catch a good view of her figure. I used to get an almost hard one the moment I see her, anybody would. She was a very decent woman. Though she was alone, never have I seen her trying to flirt with other man. Her husband was in Dubai and he would come only once in two years. On a lot of days, in the evening she would come over to the balcony to spread the clothes for drying after washing.

We never got that close to each other, accepting saying how are you and figuring out where each of us was working etc. . . . For a few months. Of course I used to look at her, at least trying to not let her notice that I was observing her. I used to study until 7 or 8pm I liked cooking also; I am also a handsome guy, 5 foot 4 inches tall and sexually attractive. When I came over to the balcony I used to remove my tea shirt. She used to look at my body as I stood bare. I managed getting friendly to her son by then. On weekends we used to play. He would come over to my house and we used something or the other. I even got a couple of toys for the kid.

On most days his mother used to come over to my house calling his son, atul come have food. He would say he is not hungry, he wants to play. He was too smart a boy, when his mother tried forcing him too much, he would say, would you please get the food over here and feed me while I play with uncle. As she used bend to feed her son, I used to her cleavage and exposing enough of her breast. He would take the food, hold it in his mouth and not eat for a long time. His mother would try making him to eat and to give the next spoon. Each time she used to bend, even if she did not manage feeding his son, I could get enough of a view of her breasts. I was getting enough of a hard one. While she was feeding him, she observed that I was looking at her boobs, but she did not show any signs of hiding it from me.

In fact on many of those occasion, I also used to remain bare without shirt. I even observed that she also looked at my body on many occasions. The bathroom of our apartments was on the side of the balcony and if the ventilators of the balcony were open, one could catch a good glimpse of the person taking bath. One day late in the evening when I came home stretching on the balcony, I could hear that she was taking bath. I even found there was bit more of a light from the bathroom on the balcony than usual. I knew she had adjusted the ventilator to let me have a look. She usually used to take bath early in the evening. Of late she started taking bath during the time I when I come on the balcony. I went over to the side of her balcony and stood so that I could see inside and a real to view of her naked body. Actually she was letting me see the house. By then I don’t know how many times I masturbated seeing her.

One night I had applied oil on my body and was waiting to take bath. I had nothing on my excepting for a thin piece of cloth around my waste. She came over and asked me to help her put a bulb which was blown off. I said I shall come after taking bath. She said no no, why don’t you come now, it should be over quickly. Actually on seeing her itself I started growing. It was raining outside and it was 10. 30pm and her son was asleep. I climbed on the stool to put the bulb, I stood facing her. She was holding on the stool with one hand and the other the torch pointing the bulb. I started growing and mine was almost of the verge of coming out the small piece of clothe. She did see my dick, hard and erect. Actually she was looking at my cock so much that even though I put the bulb she was still looking at my erect cock.

I went to take bath, by then the power came. After I took bath, I went to her house and knocked from the balcony entrance. Of course that is how we go normally to each others house. She asked what, I said, if she would massage by back, she said, yes I shall come now. I was sitting on my bed. I was just wearing a lungi and no underwear. Actually when she came I observed she too was wearing nothing but a nighty, no bra or no underskirt or panties. She came over to my bed, as she asked me to lie on my stomach, when she sat on the edge of the bed and our thighs were making enough contact with each other. I left my right hand on her thigh as she was placing the oil on my back. As he was placing I knew her hands were making enough contact with my skin. I have a firm good butts too. After a while of that I asked her to massage my back. My lungi’s knot had got untied so that she could squeeze my back. As I was getting up she could not help taking her eyes of my erect cock. I said lets massage on ur back also. She said no need and all, but I forced her. I held her hand and asked her to lie. She lay on my bed on her stomach. I took the oil placed on her back couple of times.

I said I can massage her better if I sat with my legs on top of her. I sat on her thighs and massaged all her back. I often went to the extend that I could make contact with her breasts. We both were enjoying enough. Slowly I started squeezing her boobs. She did not resist in any way. Actually my dick was pressing really hard between the cracks of her butts. She lay enjoying and continued my stroke. I knew, now what ever I do she would not resist. She was that hot. I could feet that her nipples were really hard. Know I wanted to fuck her and I had to raise her nighty somehow. I slowly started moving lower on her thigh and occasionally moving up. In the process I managed raising her night enough that we would feel each other skin. Her nighty was raised to as much as her knees in a few minutes. I went still lower. This time as I was moving up, my dick held on her nighty and it was getting pulled. I still did not make any quick moves. In a matter of minutes I had raised her nighty more than enough. Suddenly the power went off again because of some thunder. I still continued.

She was actually lying on her stomach and eyes closed and enjoying. Now I removed my lunky and moved up and my hard cock was trying to enter where ever it could. It was between the cracks of her butts. My cock was also wet and I once again moved lower and started squeezing her buts. One of my hands in that process went to her stomach and navel. Slowly I moved that hand of mine towards her cunt. She was wet and flowing. I knew, there is no point wasting any more time. I slowly moved up, put I had under and squeezed her boobs. She was moaning by then. I slowly turned her around and in that motion I raised her nighty enough, so that it was no more any obstacle between us. She was simply yielding to every act of mine.

Now she was on her back and I was on top of her and sucking her nipple. She was moaning. As I was sucking her nipples I made it a point to rub my dick around her pussy and clit. I could feel it was wet. Actually we both were wet and flowing. After a couple of strokes around her pussy, se was breathing heavily and moaning. By then without each of us knowing my cock had entered her. I was so hot and hard that I started fucking real hard. She had cum by then. I was squeezing her butts and fucking rock hard, she had another cumm. I too came. As I was doing I asked her if I could cum inside her, as we were not using any condom, she said, sure, she just had her periods over. So I ejected inside her. I was bathed in sweat by then. I lay on top of her and relaxed with my cock inside her. After a few minutes, I carried her to the bathroom and we both gave each other a good bath. There afterwards we had sex on numerous occasions, but . . This was memorable.

Any females interested at me especially at Bangalore can mail me. Any aunties who have no good sex with there partners can mail me and I will take u to the heaven so mail me at [email protected] so we will watch sooooooooooooooooon. I can also learn new techniques from u.

I am Subash, a engineering student, 21 yrs old, and 5’5″ tall with average body. I stay in one of the Bangalore’s western suburbs with in a typical middle-class society. My mom had a friend name ulka, who used to stay in our society. She was a very pretty lady even in her late 30’s, she had a divine body with very fair skin. She had a significantly large pair of boobs with very long hairs, nearly reaching her bottom. To talk about her bottom, I am now also getting an erection just visualizing he bottom. She had a huge bottom which could attract any normal person.

At that time, my mother and ulka aunty were very good friends, so close that both of them used to go together for even the very little shopping. We used to have exchange of specialty food items at least twice a week and sometimes I used to go to her house and stay if mom and dad were out of place. Then one day, ulka aunt’s husband bought a PC. As they did not have any children, this was a new pass time for my aunty. She was a novice user and the first thing she did, is to ask my mother to send me to teach her basics in computer. As I had finished my computer courses, and doing my further professional graduation in software, I was the first person she happily chose to be her mentor. I did not mind as I feel it’s that thing which I can give back to the society, the knowledge, which always grows with sharing.

I started visiting her in the afternoon, after coming from college. Till that time, even though ulka aunty was attractive, I did not have any special feelings for her. It all started when I started visiting her in the afternoon sessions that I used to give her computer trainings. One day, I had gone to her house as usual, and she happened to be sleeping. When she woke up and opened the door, I noticed that she was not wearing the bras. Her beautiful boobs were slightly visible through her gown. I did not say anything but, found that a strange emotion took me over and I was feeling the erection starting to take place in my undies. I ignored it and turned on the computer. She washed her face, kept tea for both of us and came and sat next to me as usual to start the session. I started with the session, but did not dare to look at her for some time, as I was trying to hide my emotions from her eyes. I was feeling a very strong lust, to have a good look at her boobs. As some time passed by, I started to take interest in the teaching instead, and so on, I casually looked at her, while she was trying to work as instructed. One look at the front of her gown, and I was completely amazed. The upper one-two buttons were unhooked of her gown and a good view of her beautiful set of globes was presented to me as a grand feast. I don’t know how much time I kept on looking at her globes, but I came back to senses as I heard her saying “is that right, teacher?”, she said that in a teasing tone. I was initially very embarrassed, but did not show my emotions to her, at least tried to pretend so. She went to the kitchen to get the tea and I took at the look at my shorts. I had a big erection, which I tried to press in between my legs, when she entered the room carrying the cup of tea. I escaped her eyes and took the tea and started drinking it without giving another look at her, or her breasts.

After both of us finished our tea, we once again continued with our training session. I was teaching her how to connect to internet, and do various things at that time. A brilliant idea struck me. I visited the page sublime directory and kept it minimized while continuing with her training. She was sincerely listening to what I had to say and following my instructions. I casually took my chair a little backwards and gave her room to be more near to the computer. In this arrangement, if I had to rectify her, I had to push my hand from behind her shoulders. In this way, I could easily get the opportunity to touch the dream of my life for the first time. During the further training, I got this opportunity at least 2-3 times and I utilized it fully without even having to face her eyes. I was pressing my hands towards her breasts purposely and touching her bare breasts hidden inside her gown. As I was sitting behind her back, I had a good opportunity to have a look at her back as well. I was stunned to see her huge back assets and something started to revolve my head, my mind. I somehow become so shameless, that I started touching her buttocks with my knees, with not showing any sign of uncomforted.

I don’t know how far she treated all this as a mere coincidence, but once or twice she gazed back at me to see whether I know what I am doing. I tried to show the complete ignorance on my face and kept on. Suddenly, I opened up the window of sublime directory, and clicked one link; the gallery information page appeared in front of us. I was explaining her about the hyperlinks and how they work and to demonstrate that functionality, I chose the sublime directory page to open a page giving up links for photo galleries. She started reading the material, and asked me, “what is this, which page have you referred?” I told her, “Aunty, I think this is the case of spam and porn sites that I talked about the other day. They keep on flashing automatically, without you having to go specifically to visit the site.” She further asked me “Are these really true photos that these people post at the site?” I answered “Aunty, for money people is ready to do a lot of things. Sometimes, even they do all this just to satisfy their lust”. She casually dropped a bomb, “yes, I guess so.

Even I have observed people doing naughty things, which they otherwise ought not to do when they are full of lust”. I was completely in fear, guessing that it’s all over. She knows that I was doing it all intentionally. I got up from the chair and went to the restroom. I came back and found that she was waiting for me to carry on with the training session. When I sat down, I saw she had just clicked a link on the page. A new page full of dirty pictures started to appear. I asked to close the page, she replied, “I just want to take a look at it” I was completely lost. My erection starting coming back in pants and my hands started trembling. I was just sitting next to her watching her have a curious look at the appeared page. She watched it for a few moments and then stared back to me and asked me, “answer me samir, how often you visit such pages?” I could not even answer and looked down. She suddenly took my face by her hand up and asked me, “Do you find me sexy? Tell me honestly; didn’t you touch my breasts and buttocks intentionally?” I slowly nodded my neck in the affirmative. She swung back and placed her lips on my lips and started kissing me. I was quite taken aback with such a stance of hers and did not know what to do for a second.

She made me stand up and slowly whispered in my ears, “Come Samir, let’s go to the bedroom” I silently followed her. I was enjoying the moment with utter joy, while walking behind her. This was it. My greatest dream of having the first sex experience in my life was getting realized right now. We entered her bedroom and she slowly took me down with her on the bed. She was right below me, kissing me passionately. I started getting some courage in my nerves and started to move my hands. I slowly reached for her breasts and for the first time, pressed them without any fear. They were so soft. I immediately gained some more courage and started searching for her tits. Once I reached out for them, I took them between my fingers and caressed them for a while. She started putting more pressure on my lips and pressed her tongue through my open mouth. She started moaning as I started applying more pressure on her boobs. I started to play really hard with her breasts now. I was trying to encompass them in my hands but they were quite big for that. I started pressing them more and more. She broke apart from me and asked me,” Samir, you are such a wonderful boy. Take my breasts.

They are all yours. Take my entire body”. I slipped down and unhooked her remaining buttons of the gown and started to put my mouth through her gown to her breasts. She cried with pleasure “Aahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…… Esssssssssssssssssssss….. Take them to your mouth. Suck them hard for me Samir. Give me a experience of my life time” I gladly obliged her and started sucking on her right breast really hard while my other hand was exerting more pressure on her left breast. She continued with her sounds and I kept on sucking for a while. Then my hand slowly moved down and I started pulling her gown up with my hands. I started playing with her feet with my feet. She was probably enjoying all this. I finally took her gown up to the thigh level and put my hands on her thigh. Her moaning increased. She started moving her hands all over my body. I pushed my hand through and suddenly my hand struck to the hairs. O god! She was not at all wearing panties as well. I touched her hairs and found her love triangle really hot. It was all wet down there. I started rotating my hand all over her love triangle and she became more and more impatient. She clutched to my back as a tigress and firmly gripped me in her legs. She pushed my bottom really hard on her pussy and kept on yelling “Aaahhhh…. Essssssssssssssssssssssss… Take me samir. I am yours.

Take me please…” I started chewing her nipples between my teeth ruthlessly. She began moaning more and more loudly. Suddenly, she got up and asked me to undress. I quickly undressed and stood naked in front of her with my 7 -1/2” penis standing in erected position. She slowly took her gown to her thighs and asked me to close my eyes. I closed them for a second but being naughty, opened it up the next. She was in front of me. Fully naked with a great body. I jumped like a leopard on her throwing her onto the bed and once again kissed her passionately. Then I started moving down until I moved and licked my way all way to her navel. I started licking her navel and she started turning from one side to another. I moved further down till I came down to the hairy pussy area which was fully wet from free flowing juices of her cunt. I smelled it and told her “You are really beautiful Ulka aunty. I love you” She Said “I Love you too. What are you going to do?” I started licking her pussy. She cried with utmost lust “ Ohhhhhhhhhhh Samir, what are you doing? Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… It feels so good, lick it more Esssssssssssss….” I tasted her cunt juice for the first time, it was really delicious, and that salty taste took my brain away from me. I started licking her juices, with the other hand I found her clitoris and rubbed my finger on that. She cried “Aieeeeeeeeeeeeegaaaaaaaaa aaaahhhhhhhhh eeesssssssssssssss Lick me Samir.

No one has ever done that to me. Lick me more”. I was happy I could give her a new pleasure. I started licking vigorously. She took my head by her hands and pressed it really hard between her legs. She was on the verge of exploding for the third time, I guess. She gripped her legs tightly around my head and shouted loudly with pleasure. I licked up all the juice she had to offer me. She took me up to her lips and told me,“ I don’t know how to thank you for this. I am really very happy”. “You can let me make you wilder I guess” I told her. She just smiled and took my penis in her hands and started playing with it. I sat down on the bed while she slept on her stomach to face herself right in front of my young roaring cock. She took her tongue to the rim of my cock and started licking it. I was exited. Getting a blowjob for the first time in my life. I thought I am in the heaven. She positioned her mouth in front of my cock and started sucking it hard. I was enjoying every moment. I was so exited that within two minutes I exploded real hard in her mouth. She was happy to lick all my semen and kept on looking at me like a bewitched wild cat while sucking it. I started once again playing with her nipples and breasts.

Her nipples had become rock hard by this time. I was twiddling them in a desperate fashion. She continued her sucking of my cock even though it had reduced to its original size and I started feeling the pressure once again building up between my legs. She moved up and caught my cock in the grip of her lovely big breasts and asked me to fuck her breast valley, which I enjoyed doing quite roughly. She was all the time asking me to be rougher as though rough handling was a very new experience for her. My cock sprang back to the erect position once again. She changed her position and laid down on the bed ready to be fucked by me for the first time. She asked me,” Samir, Can you give me a real fuck? I have been craving for it for my entire life. Can you hold a little longer before exploding?” I answered “Darling, I can hold for as long as 20-30 minutes. That is the time I take to masturbate. Just watch me”. I positioned myself on her top, positioning my cock right over her pussy for the very first time. I kept just teasing her by getting my cock to just touch her pussy, enter about half an inch and exiting. She was pleading me,” Please don’t do this Samir. Fuck me. I am your wife from now on. Please enter my cave” I finally decided to listen to her after her request for the 9th time.

I rammed down the entire length of my cock right at the target at a stretch. She moaned the loudest. I asked her to be a little calmer as someone might come to know what we were doing. She just smiled and told me,” You are my husband from now on honey. You are free to do whatsoever you wish to do with this thirsty body.” I started moving slowly initially, she kept on clutching to my back and making various sexy noises. I continued for at least 5 minutes and then ask her to shift to doggy position. She happily agreed and moved onto her four, ready to be fucked wildly by me. I moved at her back and for the first time, had a very close look at her buttocks. They were enormous. No other word for it. I kept on looking at her gracious ass and squeezing them instead of entering her. She looked at the back and asked me,” What are you up to? Did you like my back that much?” I told her,” I simply loved her ass. That was the most beautiful body organ of her. Can I ask you a favor? Can I fuck you in the ass after finishing with your pussy?” She replied,” I told you already. You can do as you like. But, I have not been fucked in my ass for my entire life.

My husband always tried the missionary position. Two minutes and that’s all. No adventures with the breast, the pussy or the ass” I found her to be exhausted by that time and decided not to waste much of the time chatting. I entered her pussy from the rear and she shouted loudly. I loved her shouting at my every thrust and kept on ramming my full length cock in her pussy. She exploded at least twice. But I was not finished. I told her,” See you are exhausted, but I am not. I am still ready to push this rod down your asshole” She just smiled. I looked at her buttocks and pushed both the enormous globes apart to find her lovely pulsating anal hole.

I wet my finger with her juices dripping from her cunt and pushed it in her anus. She cried with pain, since that was the first time any object was ever tried to be pushed into her rear. I asked her to be more patient and continued finger-fucking her butt. Then I increased the fingers to two and started more roughly. She kept of crying silently. I asked her whether she was ready to be fucked from rear. She replied,” This is the first time ever you have asked something from me. How Can I deny it? Just be a bit slow” I nodded and got my cock into position, right next to her small anus. I tried to insert slowly the head of my cock in her ass. She kept on biting her lips and not to let any sound out of her mouth. Slowly, after some time her anus adjusted to my cock and was firmly gripping all around it. My cock was a quarter inside her ass. I waited for a couple of seconds and without giving her any further notice gave my cock a really hard push. She could not hold it this time and cried loudly,” Oh my god! You have tore my ass. I think I am going to die” I told her that there will be nothing to worry as it was her first time and everything would be all right. I slowly started moving my cock in and out of her ass and slowly she stopped crying. Now she had tears in her eyes, with all the hard effort she took to take my rod inside her hot little ass for the first time. I started pressing her buttocks mercilessly and started slapping them with my hand. She enjoyed it till it became rougher.

Now, I was moving my cock in and out of her ass quite comfortably and slapping her buttocks at the same time. She again started her old moaning. I was beginning to feel it’s time up for me. I asked her,” Rani, tell me where you want my cum? Inside your ass or inside your pussy?” She told me to give it to her pussy. I moved my cock out of her anus finally. When it came out of her, it was full of blood at its beginning. I feared something worst has happened. She told me not to worry much as she had heard from one of her friends that the first time you get really hard stuff in your ass, it might bled. But, it’s normal. I cooled down and started to give a final touch to our session. I once again put my cock inside her pussy and started thrusting really heavy inside her pussy. I reached her g-spot, I guess as she started moaning the loudest when my cock was deeply inserted every time. I increased my pace and finally exploded inside her for a full 5-10 seconds. She was completely exhausted and straightened herself on the bed. I lay down next to her fondling with her breasts and kissing her face, neck and ears. She told me this was the best fuck of her entire life and she will never forget that. She took her clothes went to the restroom and appeared at the door of the bedroom after ten minutes.

She was dressed in a sari looking very pretty. She asked me,” Samir tell me honestly, do you want me to become your wife?” I replied,” Yes, with all my heart.” I took the mangalsutra she offered to me and was the happiest person on the earth to tie it round her neck. She tried to touch my feet which I avoided, but eventually she won. She touched them and told me,” Dear Samir, I am yours from now on. Please accept me as your wife” and tears started flowing from her eyes. I wiped the tears and took her in a deep hug and kissed gently on her forehead and wished her “Ashtaputra Saubhagyawati Bhava”. From then onward I had a lot of good time fucking her at each and every place in her house, but that’s for the next time and times to come; till the good news came that she became pregnant. Her husband knew that she had sex with some-one else, as he was impotent and took her to his father’s place and kept her under constant watch. I finally heard that she gave birth to a baby boy. I could not meet her from there onwards.

I am really in a need for someone like Ulka aunty from Bangalore, who could become my soul-mate for the rest of my life. I am not married as yet and wish to build a similar lasting relationship with any such lady staying in Bangalore. My mail id is [email protected].