Main, Meri Biwi, Aur Mera Dost – Part 11

Hi, main Ajit Roy, ekbar fir se hazir hu ek nayi part lekar. I hope aap logo ko yeh part bhi peechle parts ki tarah accha lagega. Toh chaliye fir suru karte hai bina samay gawaye.

Rahul room se turant gusse mein nikal gaya. Yeh erotic session aadhe adhure hi rahe gaya. Naa jane kyun Manali bohut frustrated dekh rahe thi. Dopaher ko lunch ke bad usne laptop lekar apne room mein baithi. Laptop mein woh anal sex ke bare mein thodi research kar rahe thi.

Rahul ke ruth jane ke bad usse thodi curiosity hue thi iss sexual move ke bare mein, kya sachmuch iss se pain hote hai ya nahi yehin janne ke kosish kar rahe thi. Manali kuch videos bhi dekhne lagi iss topic par, jo ki obviously porn film tha. Achyanak Rahul room mein aa gaya.

Usse afsosh tha apne rude behavior ke liye isliye usne sorry bolne aaya tha. Aa kar dekha ki Manali apne laptop mein kuch dekh rahe hai. Manali usse dekh kar thodi chonk gayi.

Rahul: Woh main tumse sorry kehne ke liye aaya hu.

Manali: Kis liye?

Rahul: Tum anal nahi karna chati thi. Tabh maine tumse rudely behave karte hue tumhe zameen par waise hi chhor kar room se chala gaya tha. Isliye sorry kehne aaya hu.

Manali: It’s ok.

Rahul: Main tumhe dobara kuch karne ko force nahi karunga. Par trust me, anal mein utna dard nahi hota jitna tum soch rahi ho. Main sirf tumhe bata raha hu for your information. Chahein tum anal karo ya na karo.

Yeh kehte hi Rahul ke nazar Manali ki laptop ke screen pe pada. Toh woh dekha wahan anal scene hi chal raha tha. Rahul yeh dekh kar thoda excited ho gaya. Woh mushkurate hue kaha, “So, you want to know more about the anal sex?”

Manali uss situation mein thodi uncomfortable position mein pad gayi. Rahul said again,”It’s ok. Main khush hua. At least tumne janne ke kosish toh ki. Kya yeh sachmuch itna pain deta hain ya utna nahi jitna tum soch rahe ho.”

Manali chup rahi. Rahul thoda pause leke kaha, “Now tell me, kya jaankari mili tumhe iss bare mein? Kya yeh utna painful hain jitna tum soch rahe ho?”

Manali (in low voice): I don’t know. I still have doubt on this.

Rahul: Then clear your doubt by practicing it in real.

Manali: What!

Rahul: Yes. Don’t worry, tum jab rokne ko kahogi main ruk jaunga. Par agar tumne aaj yeh nahi kiya toh tumhare ander ise lekar doubt humesha humesha ke liye rahe jayega. Ajit kabhi bhi tumhare sath Anal nahi karega. Agar karta toh woh bohut pahele hi kar chuka hota. Apne curiosity ko daba kar mat rakho. Daro maat, main hoon na.

Manali: Par..

Rahul: Koi par var nahi, just do what I say. Mere baat ekbar maan kar dekho, tum pachtaoge nahi bad mein.

Manali ek ajeeb se kashmakash mein pad gayi. Rahul Manali ki chehera padh liya tha. Usse pata tha iss kashmakash sthiti ka hi faida usse uthana hoga. Aur usne kiya bhi waisa hi kuch.

Rahul: Ek kaam karo laptop ko aise samne rakho (while saying this, Rahul shift the laptop to the extreme side of the bed) aur tum ek takiya (pillow) lekar apne pet ke bal let jao. Main ek cam facing anal sex ka porn chala de raha hu, tum bass isse dekhna. Baki kaam apne aap hota jayega.

Manali: Kya karne wale tum ab mere sath?

Rahul: Wahi, jiss ke liye tum dar rahi ho.

Manali: Please Rahul, yeh saab pagalpanti maat karo.

Rahul: Yeh koi pagalpanti nahi hain, sab karte hain. Tumne pahele kabhi kiye nahi isliye tum darr rahe ho, warna darne ke koi baat hi nahi hain iss mein. It’s just another sexual move, nothing else. Jitna painful tumhe lag raha hai, utna hain hi nahi yeh chizz. Trust me.

Manali: No, Rahul. Don’t do this to me. Ghar mein mujhe iss tarah akele paa kar tum mujhse aisa nahi kar sakte.

Rahul: Come on, Manali. Aakhir tum mujhe kya samajhti ho? Tumhe ghar mein akela paa kar main uska faida uthaunga?

Manali: I am sorry, Rahul. Mere kehne ke woh matlab nahi thi. Anxiety mein main aise keh baithi.

Rahul: It’s ok. Tum video mein ladki ki chinkh sunkar darr rahe ho na? Soch rahe ho tumhe bhi aise hi dard hogi. Manali, they are professional actress. Unko yehin instruction diya jata hain ki sabkuch jyada loud karke dekhane ko. taaki viewers aor jyada excited ho sake.

Rahul: Tumhe agar yakin nahi hota toh thik hain. Main kuch aisa intezam karta hun jiss se tumhe one percent bhi dard nahi hoga. Ek baat batao, kya ghar pe coconut ka cooking oil hain?

Manali: Haan.

Rahul: Kahan?

Manali: Obviously kitchen mein.

Rahul: Arey, kitchen mein kaha?

Manali: Second upper drawer mein.

Rahul: Ok, main abhi aaya.

Manali: Par Rahul…

Manali ke baat naa sunkar Rahul literally daura kitchen ke aor. Kitchen se coconut ka cooking oil lekar woh room mein wapas aaya. Aur uss oil ke bottle ko bistar ke side table par rakha.

Manali: Iss coconut oil se kya karoge tum?

Rahul: Tum bass dekhte jao. Main pahele jo tumhe kaha tha woh karo. Laptop ke samne takiya lekar pet ke bal let jao. Aur cam facing anal porn dekhte raho.

Manali hesitation mein kahein, “Par…”

Rahul usse tokte (interrupt) hue kaha, “Tumhe mujh par bhadosa hain ki nahi? Ekbar mujh par trust karke dekho, kuch nahi hoga tumhe. In fact you will enjoy a lot. Now, do what I said.”

Manali naa chate hue bhi uske baaton mein aa gayi. Darasal Rahul ke baaton mein kuch jaadu tha. Uska khaasiyat yehin tha ki woh kisi ko bhi acche tarah se apna baat manwa leta tha. Kisi ko asani se convince karne ka power Rahul mein tha. Aur woh iss power ko sahi tarah sahi jagah pe istemal karna bhi janta tha.

Rahul pahele room ka darwaza aur sare khidkiya bandh karke uss par parda dal diya. Taaki day time mein bhi room mein andhera chhaa sake. Rahul ki lagatar insistence se Manali laachar hokar laptop screen ki samne pet ke bal let gayi. Manali ne apne breast area ke neeche ek takiya rakhi aur usse dono baajuo se jakad kar leti rahe.

Laptop wahi bed ke extreme end mein rakha hua tha. Laptop mein cam facing anal porn chalne laga. Screen ke light se hi thoda bohut roshni aa raha tha, warna baaki room toh poora andhere ki giraft mein chala gaya tha. Rahul ab apna kaam suru karne jaa raha tha.

Usne dheere dheere Manali ki pairo ko neeche se (from the toes) choomna suru kiya. Jaise hi Rahul ka hoth Manali ki pairo ko chhua, Manali anxiety mein apne hatho se takiye ko zoro se pakad liye. Uski aankhe laptop ke screen pe tiki hue thi par dhiyan apne pairo mein ho rahe khalbalio mein jane lagi.

Tracksuit ke upar se hi Manali ki makhmali si kapaas jaise badan par Rahul apne hotho ke laar tapkane laga. From the behind position, Rahul apne muh ko Manali ki pairo (Feet) se suru kiya. Nitamb hote hue gardan tak kisi ‘roller’ ki tarah ragad te hue le gaya.

Aur fir wapas gardan se pairo ke ankle tak hoth samet apne muh ko Rahul ragad te hue le aaya. Aise hi kuch der Rahul khoonkhar janwar ki tarah apne muh ko Manali ki badan par ragad ta raha. Shayed yeh sab woh apne hawas bhari chahato se majbur hokar kar raha tha.

Uske bad Rahul halke hatho se Manali ki t-shirt ko bade nazakat bhare kalao (art) se thodi upar ke taraf gardan ke aor uthane laga. Aur apne hotho ko Manali ki nangi kamar ke meethi swad chakhne ki kaam pe lagwa diya. Patli sexy kamar se Manali ki t-shirt uski gardan ke aor yatra karne lagi.

Rahul ke hatho ki madat se. Par raste mein daraar (blockade) paida kare ussi ke ‘saathi’ bra ne! Matlab, Rahul peeche se khinchte hue t-shirt ko bra-strap tak hi laa paya. Kyunki uske bad ret ke teele jaisi do pahade (Boobs) rasta jam karke takiye se satee hue thi.

Bistar pe Manali apne pet ke bal lete rahene ke kaaran woh do kaddu (Pumpkin) jaise Manali ki mumme (Boobs) neeche naram takiye se dabi hue baithi thi. Uss do pahad (Boobs) ko paar karne ke bad hi t-shirt ko azadi mil sakti thi. Manali ki sunehri badan se.

Par humare Rahul ji bilkul bhi jaldi mein nahi the. Usne jaldbazi na karte hue faisla liya. Kyun na kuch der wahi beetaya jaye, bra-strap ki ird gird mein. Aur kiya bhi wahi. T-shirt ko peeth mein bra strap tak utha kar Rahul uss khuli kitaab jaise tan ko choomne laga.

Aur apne jubaan (tongue) se chaatne laga. Bra-strap surrounding muh maarte hue usne apne hatho ka baakhubi istemal karke bra ki hook khol diye. Yeh pata hi nahi chala! Bra ki hook khul jane ke wajah se Rahul ko thoda easy hua. Manali ki t-shirt ko aor upar tak khinchte hue Manali ki kandho tak laa kar pohunchna.

Par Rahul ne uss t-shirt ko Manali ki sharir se poore tarah utaar kar nikala nahi. Sirf kandho tak laa kar rakh diya. Ab uske liye aor aasaan (easy) ban gaya Manali ki khuli peeth ke access pana. Manali ki poora peeth (bare back) Rahul ke samne kora kaagaz ki tarah khuli hue padi thi.

Rahul ko aamantrit kar rahe thi uss par hotho se havass bhari dastakhat karwane ke liye. Rahul apne hatho ko neeche ghusa kar Manali ki boobs (Mumme) ko bra-cups ke ander se daboch liya. Rahul ka hath Manali ki mumme (breast) aur takiye (pillow) ke beech sandwich ban chuka tha.

Manali ki dhadkan turant tez ho gayi. Itni tez ki saans lene mein bhi dikkat ho jae. Rahul can feel that ‘momentum’ through his hand. Woh samajh gaya ki Manali ghabra gayi hain. Iss se pahele ki Manali kuch react kare, Rahul pro-active hua.

Woh kaha, “Don’t be so surprised. Iss se pahele bhi maine isse (breast) chhua hain. Isliye jyada socho maat. Screen pe jo film chal raha hain usi par sirf focus karon. Baki yahan sab main samhal lunga.”

Woh Manali ko ek prakar se hynotized hi kar raha tha. Apne havas bhari ‘kaam’ ko hasil karne ke liye. Usse pata tha kaise mere biwi ko apne jaal mein fasaya jaa sakta hain. Kyunki in kuch dino mein usne ek tarah se Manali ke upar research kar chuka tha.

Manali par uska Ph.D ho chuka tha. Jo shayed main abhi tak nahi kar paya. Usne apna kaam chalu rakha. Manali ki mummeo (boobs) ko dheere dheere atte ki tarah masalne laga. Woh ab Manali par already havee ho chuka tha. Manali ki poore peeth ko Rahul havass ke nazro se nihaar raha tha.

Usne bilkul der nahi kiya ‘hamla bolne’ par. Kutte ki tarah apna jubaan (tongue) bahar nikal kar woh kood para Manali ki naram makhmali si peeth par. Poore peeth ko choomma-chaati se bheegane laga. Manali apne takiye (pillow) ko  kass kar pakad liye.

Lag raha tha kuchi der mein woh uss takiye ko phaad kar wahan se kapaas (cotton) nikal degi. Uska daahina hath (Right Hand) neeche bra-cup ke ander chhupa hua tha. Manali ki right boob ko pakad kar, aur doosra hath yani baaya hath (Left Hand) Manali ki mulayam gumbado (butt) ke upar viraajman tha.

Rahul baaya hath se Manali ki bum ko tracksuit ke upar se massage de raha tha. Aur dahina hath se stan ko bra-cup ke ander se nimbu ki tarah nichod raha tha. Rahul ke iss harkat se Manali ki jaan hi nikalne wali thi.

Manali lambi lambi saanse lete hue kaha, “Rahul, please. Stop it. Aisa mat karo, main aor nahi sahe sakti.”

Rahul: Hold your breath and keep faith on me. Forget everything, You just do concentrate on what is happening on the laptop screen, and enjoy that fully while watching. Daaro maat, kuch nahi hoga tumhe. Thoda dhair (patience) rakho.

Yeh kehne ke bad Rahul apna daahina hath jo stan ki bra-cup aur naram si takiye ke gherav mein chhupa hua tha woh bahar nikal kar ‘apne saathi’ baaya hath ko madat karne laga Manali ki pant utarne mein. Rahul apne dono hatho se Manali ki tracksuit (her trouser / pant) ko neeche ki taraf khinchne laga.

Rahul ke dwara tracksuit neeche ki taraf khisakte hue Manali ki ankle tak aa kar ruk gayi. Kaise vidambana ka stithi tha woh. Manali ki t-shirt kandho tak aur tracksuit (trouser pant) ankle tak utari hue thi. Rahul naa uski t-shirt ko aur naa hi tracksuit ko jism se poori tarah nikala tha.

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