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Mera naam Vineet hai aur mai USA me rehta hoon. Mai ek 27 saal ka engineer hoon aur akela hi yaha ek apartment me rahta hoon. College me kayi ek do gori ladkiyon ko choda lekin sach kahoon doston desi ladkiyon ki baat ki kuchh aur hai. Shayad isliye kyoki desi ladkiyan in goriyon ki tarah open nahi hoti hain, thodi sharam hoti hai unme. Par aajkal to wo zamana nahi raha. Per problem ye hai ki yahan US me kaafi saari desi ladkiyan ya auntiyan south Indian hoti hain. Badi mushkil se hi koi sexy south Indian dikhti hai. Baki sabko dekh kar to  kar to mera lauda khada hone ke bajay andar hi ghus jata hai.

Pakistani ladkiyan bahut sexy hoti hain. Unse lauda chuswane ka mann mera college se hi thha, jab main yahan US padhne aaya to Pakistani ladkiyon ko dekh kar lauda machal uthta thha. Per college me baat nahi ban payi. Fir main job karne laga. 2 mahine pehle ek Pakistani ladki hamari company me nayi aayi. Uska naam Ameena thha. Lambi,  gori aur bade bade mamme.   Pehle din wo professional tight si skirt, jacket aur heels pehen ke aayi thhi. Uski gori gori tange aur mast gand dekh kar mera loda pehle din hi uchhalne laga. Main socha isse dosti badhani hi hogi.

Nayi ladki dekh aur kai coworker uske aas paas mandarane lage aur apne aap ko introduce karne lage. Maine bhi dheeraj se kaam liya. Jab mera boss usse khud hi introduce karane laya tab hamara introduction hua. Fir main usse help karta rehta thha jisse wo mujhe har pareshani par aa kar poochhne lagi. Fir hamne ek project me kaam karna shuru kiya aur kayi baar sath me baithte thhe, ek hi computer per kaam karte. Uski baal mere gaal ko chhote jab wo computer per kuchh point karti aur main kaam ke bajay uske balon ko sunghne lagta.

Kuchh dino me pata chala ki uska ek boy friend hai jo kahi aur kaam karta hai. Wo yahan apni dost ke saath rehti thhi. Uski dost bahut rangeen mizaaz ki thhi aur kaafi partiyon me jati thhi. ye sab uske boy friend ko achha nahi laga to Ameena ne ghar badalne ki sochi. Maine usse apne ghar ke neeche hi ek flat dhoond kar diya. Jagah safe thhi, office ke bilkul paas, market bhi paas thha aur kiraya bhi thik thak. To Ameena wahan rehne aa gayi. Ab to dooriyan aur bhi kam, lekin mujhe fir bhi laga ki ye sab to thik hai lekin isse apna lauda kaise chuswaoon. Ameena kaafi namaaz padhti thhi aur seedhi sadhi thhi. kabhi kabhi wo hijab (sir dhakne ka scarf) bhi pehenti thhi. Ghar nazdeek aane se main uski help kar deta thha, koi saman lana, pahunchana. Ham kabhi kabhi saath bahar bhi chale jaate kyoki uska koi dost nahi thha. Is wajah se hum kaafi free ho gaye aur wo mujhpe bharosa karne lagi. Ek bar hum bahar khane gaye to maine beer peena shuru kar diya. Mujhe kuchh himmat mili. Usne hijab pehna thha lekin uski tight se top se uske bade bade mammon ka shape dikh raha thha. Main sochne laga ki wo nangi kya mast dikegi, kaash wo nangi yahan baithi hoti. Ye soch kar mera loda khada hone laga.

Mai usse ab personal sawal bhi poochhne laga. “Tum ye hijaab kyon pehenti ho?” “Kyoki, hamare yahan pati ke siva kisi aur mard ko apne baal aur chhati nahi dikhate, isliye”.
“Per office me to sabko baal dikhati ho?” “Arre wo to karna padta hai.” “To tumhare ktne sare pati ho gaye.”
“Shutup, Vineet!, tumhe chadh gayi hai lagta hai.” wo manste hue boli. “Sorry Ameena, main to mazaak kar raha thha. Wiase bhi tumhare jaisi chhati ho to dhakna zaroori hai.” Maine uska peecha nahi chhoda.
“Vineeet!!!, Chalo ab yahan se. ghar chalte hain”.

Hum ghar gaye aur lift per wo apne floor per utri bye bola aur chali gayi, Ghar aakar main uske naam lete hue muth maar kar so gaya. Fir maine socha ab koi choot chahiye hi chahiye, aise hamesha muth nahi maar sakta. Lekin Ameena ke alawa aajkal mujhe kuchh soojhta hi nahi thha. Agle din Ameena office nahi aayi. To maine uske sms kiya shaam ko poochhne ke liye. Usne koi jawaab nahi diya. Mujhe laga “fuck, kahin kal maine nashe me kuchh kar to nahi diya kal raat.”

Agle din bhi office nahi aayi to main uske ghar chala gaya. “Kya hua Ameena do din se gayab ho, sab theek to hai. Mujhe timhari chinta ho rahi hai. Sorry, agar maine kuchh galat kaha ho to us din, main to freinds ki tarah hi mazaak kar raha thha.” Usne kuchh nahi kaha ya bola, mujhe laga ghar pe nahi hai to main chala gaya. Upar jate hi mujhe Ameena ka text mila. Uske boyfriend Mansoor se uski ladai ho gayi thhi aur unka break up ho gaya thha. Maine usse bahar chalne ko kaha, usko mood fresh ho jayega, wo maan gayi. Hum ek restaurant gaye, to usne rote hue sab baat batai ki Mansoor usse shadi taal raha thha, to unme jhagda hua, aur ab wo kehta hai ki wo shadi nahi karega mujhse. Ameena ki mummy pehle hi usse baat nahi karte thhe kyoki wo Mansoor ko pasand nahi karte. Amana ke papa pehle hi guzar gaye thhe.
“Ab to mai kahi ki nahi rahi. Na Mansoor mila na hi meri ammi ab mujhe apnayengi.” usne rote hue kaha. Maine bola “Ameena agar Mansoor ne tumhe dhoka diya to koi baat nahi, tumhari mummy tumhe maaf kar dengi, tum unki bachchi hi ho, ja kar maafi mang lo.” Aisa keh kar maine usse shant kiya aur uski apni ammi se sulah ho gayi.

Agle din uska rona band hua aur pehli baar maine use gusse me dekha. Gusse me wo gazab ki sexy lag rahi thhi. Uske baal uljhe thhe kyoki 2 din se usne baal nahi banaye thhe, aur uske gaal aur hont laal ho gaye thhe. Bhohen tani hui thhi aur wo Mansoor ko bura bhala kah rahi thhi.

Aur 2-3 din baad to uski halat bilkul kharab ho chuki thhi. Wo kaam waam kuchh nahi karti aur mere paas aa kar time pass karti rehti ya Mansoor ko galiyan deti rehti. Mere saamne usne Mansoor ko phone laga kar aisi galiyan suai ki mai bhi dang rah gaya – “Hello…Haan madarchod..randi ke bachche …bhadwe ki nasl…tujhe sharam nah iaati mere sath aisa karte hue….meri zindagi tabah kar di…harami sale…kanjari ke bachchey…tere maa baap ne bhi yehi gul khilaye thhe jo tune unse ye seekha.” ye kah kar usne phone rakh diya.

Main to shock me thha. Usne mujeh dekha aur bola “Tum kya dekh rahe ho? Tumhe kya laga ladkiyon ko galiyan nahi aati. Main usse roz galiyan de de kar pareshan karti rehti hoon. Behen chod sala.”
Fir wo khud hi shant ho kar boli – “Sorry Vineet, mai tum par gussa hui. Aajkal mera dimag sahi nahi rehta. Maine uske khatir apne itne saal barbad kiye, itne achhe rshte aaye thhe unko thukra kar main is randwe ke peechhe padi rahi, apni ammi se jhadga kiya, aur isne ye sila diya.”

Mujhe bhi ab Ameena per taras aa raha thha. “Maine kaha, ap bhool bhi jao Ameena, jitna tum sochogi utni tumhe takleef hogi. Waise “kanjari” ka kya matlab hota hai“ main hans kar bola to wo bhi hans padi.  Usne cigarette bhi shuru kar di peeni. “Cigarette pe ke mere stress level thoda kam ho jata hai” wo kehti. Main usse bilkul mana karta to wo mujhe kehti “Ab mujhe zindagi ke maze lene do. Ab to main sharaab bhi try karungi. Agli baar hum jab bahar jayenge to main bhi peeungi”.

Jab hum agli baar restaurant gaye to maine uske liye wine order ki. Usse ek gilaas par hi chhad gayi aur wo cigarette sulgane lagi. Jab hum wapas car tak gaye to wo mere hathon ko pakad kar chal rahi thhi. Usne mere haath ko kas kar gale lagaya thha aur jhoom rahi thhi.  Uska sar mere kandhe per thha . Mera lund to keh raha chod de saali ko per maine apne aap ko roka.  Car me wo kehne lagi “Tum bahut achhe ho Vineet, ladki ko kaise treat karna hai tumhe aata hai. Us harami ki tarah nahi ho tum.” Lift me bhi wo jhoom rahi thhi aur mere sahare khadi thhi. Lift jab chali to wo mere upar giri aur mujhe lipat gayi. Mere to loda uske itne kareeb hone ke karan khada hua thha. Use lagta hai nashe me pata nahi chala. Nashe me wo lapak kar mujhe kiss karne badhi. Mujhe to yehi chahiye thha, maine usse kiss karne diya lekin tabhi socha “Vineet,  baat aage mat badha. Nashe me hai, kahi raat ko chud kar subah balatkar ka ilzaam na laga de!”

Maine mann maarkar usse apne oppar se hataya “Ameena, tum abhi nashe me ho. Ghar jao” Usse ghar chhodkar aaya to mera loda tana hua thha. Maine thodi excercise ki aur thande pani se nahaya to bhi shanti nahi mili. Uske gale lagne par uske mulayam mamme meri chhati me mujhe ab tak mehsoos ho rahe thhe. Uski khushboo aur awaaz bhi badi mast thhi. Muth marna hi pada.

Agle din Saturday ko subah Ameena mere ghar aa gayi. Usne mujhe kal raat ke liye sorry kaha aur kaafi sharma rahi thhi. Usne ek hare rang ki salwar kameez pehni thhi lekin wo usme aur bhi sexy lag rahi thhi.  Uske baal khule thhe, uski bhoori ankhen kajal lagakar aur badi dikh rahi thhi. Maine usse coffee aur toast banakar khilaya jisse uska sardard thi ho jaye.

Achanak wo uthi aur mere paas aa kar boli. “Vineet kal lift me jo hua uske liye sorry, lekin jab maine tumhe chooma to shuru me tumne bhi mujhe chooma thha “ “Uhh..wooo..Ameena…wo mai achanak …mujhe pata nahi chala….isliye”
“Achha, maine aur bhi kuchh mehsoos kiya thha”
“Kya”
“Wo mere lode ki taraf dekh kar muskurane lagi”
Maine socha “Shit, mar gaye, ab najane kya karti hai”
Main kuchh nahi bola. Wo boli “Ye to mujhe pata hai ki tumhara loda mujhe pasand karta hai. Fir tumne mujhe choda kyo nahi kal? Mansoor ne mujhe chhod kar chala gaya, ab tum bhi mujhe pasand nahi karte? ”
“Ameena, aisa nahi ho, main tumhe bahut pasand karta hun. tum nashe me thhi.”
“Kya pasand hai mere baare me?”
“Tum bahut achhi ladki ho, kind, caring aur hansmukh bhi ho.”
“Aur”
“Aur tum dikhne me bhi achhi ho.”
“Aur batao, bolte raho” wo meri taraf badhte hue boli.
“Umm…aur…tum..”
“Bas itna hi? Kya achha lagta hai tumhe mere baare me? Meri body kaisi lagti hai?”
“Body? Haan achchi hai”
“Main sexy hoon ki nahi?”
“Sexy? haan bahut sexy ho.” mujhe to bas yehi ishara chahiye thha. Main ab khul kar bolne laga “Tum bahut sundar ho, itni gori ho, mamme gol gol aur gand bhi mast hai. Tum jaisi ladki ke liye to koi kuchh bhi kar sakta hai. Wo Mansoor pagal hi hoga.”
“Aur bolo, bolte raho”
“Jee chahte hai untumhare mammon ko pakad kar choos hi daloon. Tumhare laal laal honthon ko choos daloon. Tumhari gaand masal daloon aur ….aur tumhe pakad kar chod daloon. Tum aise itni sexy ho to bina kapdo me kya mast lagti hogi. Kya mast mamme aur rasili choot hogi tumhari.”
“Mere khuss, to ab der kis baat ki, jo dekhna hai dekh le, jo karna hai kar le. Vineet tum mujhe bahut achhe lagte ho. Kal maine apni ussi dost ko phone lagaya jo bahut ladkebaaz hai, usne mujhse kaha ki gam bhulane ka ek hi tareeka hai, maze karo. Usne kaha ki agar kisi sexy ladke ko janti ho to jao chud jao usse. Tum bahut sexy ho Vineet, main tumse hi chudna chahit hoon”

Ye sunte hi main usse lipat gaya aur Ameena ne mujhe choomna shuru kar diya. Mere balon per haath ferne lagi. Fir maine uski kameez utati aur uske bra ke oppar se uske mamme katne laga. Usne kaha “Arre mere mamme choos na please.” Fatafat maine uski bra utari, aur toot pada. Aisa choosa aisa choosa ki wo chillane lagi. Usne khud hi apne baaki kapde utare, ab wo mere saamne poori nangi thhi. Main use bed per le gaya. Waha usne apni tange chaudi ki aur boli “Sss….aahhh…meri choot dekh Vineet….achhi lagi tujhe….ye aaj teri hai”
“Aaaj mai teri pakistani choot aur gand ko aisa chodunga ki too bhi us Mansoor ko bhool jayegi.”
“Main apne kapde utar kar uske choot par toot pada aur choosne laga. Uski choot me jeebh daali aur use chodne laga.
“ahhh…ohh….tere honth kitne mulayam aur sexy hain VINEET!!”
“Main choosta raha aur uski gaand bhi kha gaya. Uski gand itni gori thhi ki uski gand ka chhed bhi bilkul kala nahi balki gulabi thha. Mujhe raga na gaya aur main usse bhi choos gaya aur apni jeebh daal dee.

“Uhhh…uhhh…Vineeeeeeeet …..ohhhh……mazaa aa gaya…..tu mera sachha dost hai….dosti nibha apni …aur chod is pakistani choot ko!!!!” wo karah uthi.

Kaafi gaand aur choot choosne ke baad mai utha aur ameena ke upar uski chaati me baith gaya. Apna lund uske mammom ke beech rakh kar bola “daba apne mammo ko aur khol apna muh”

Uske mammo ke beech mera lund ghisne laga, aage peeche, wo muh khol mere lund ko apne muh me leti rahi. Fir maine poora lund uske mooh me ghosa diya aur bola, “lele mere lund ka mazaa….icecream ki tarah choos isse ab” Ameena bhi toot padi “ummm mummm mmmm mmmmmmm” karte hue aisa choos rahi thhi jaise koi lollipop ho.
“Apni jeebh bhi to istemaal kar …ahhhhhh…”
Jeebh se usne mere lund mooh me chatna shuru kiya to main masti main uske chuchhe dabane laga. Mera lund uske mooh ke liye bahut bada thha lekin wo khanste hue bhi choose ja rahi thhi. Uska sir aage pichhe hil raha thha. Achanak maine uske baal pakde aur kamar hilate hue jor jor se uska mooh chodna shuru kar diya.
Uske muh se “ugg ugg ugg uggg” ki awaaz nikalne lagi aur thook behne laga. Main bhi nahi ruka aur chodta hi gaya uska moonh. Maine socha sali ke muh me hi apna juice nikalunga. Wo muh faad ke mera lund leti rahi aur main aur zor se uska muh me apne tatte bhi daal daal kar badardi  se uska moonh chodta raha. Tabhi mera lund jhatke marne laga aur main uske moonh me hi jhad gaya. “Choosti rah …choosti rah …ruk mat…choosti rah….ohhhhh…..phew….ahhhh”

Ameena mera lund choosti hi rahi. Lund nikala to pata chala wo mera sara muth bhi pee chuki thhi. Usse bhi kaafi mazee aaye. Main side me let gaya par wo matwali ho gayi thhi. Uski choot geeli thhi, chuchhe sakht ho gaye thhe. Wo mere oppar let gayi aur mere chhati aur chhuchhe choosne lagi. Poora shareer choosne lagi aur fir mere lund par toot padi. Jaldi hai mera lund fir khada ho gaya.

“Vineeeeeet, ghusao na isse, meri choot me khujli ho rahi hai bahut, garam garam lund daalo isme, chodo apni dot ko!!”

Maine usse apne lund ke oppar bithaya aur wo dheere dheere mere lund ko apni choot ke andar lete hue baithne lagi. Uska moonh khula ka khula reh gaya jab mera poora lauda uski pakistani choot me ghusa to. “oohhhh vineeeeeeeet….ssssss…..mazaaa aa gaya….ahhhh”
Fir wo apni gand oppar neeche karke mere lode ko chodne lagi aur apne chuchche masalne lagi. Masti me usne aankhen band kar li aur zor zor se uchhalne lagi mere lode ke oppar. Uske mamme “patt..pattt..pattt” awaz karte hue uchhal rahe thhe. Kya mast scene thha. Mera loda uski choot ko andar tak chod raha thha. Uski choot bhi kya rasili, bilkul gulabi thhi. Fir wo jhuki aur mamme mere moonh par masalne lagi. “Choos mere mammo ko…..chudte hue mummme chuswaane ka sapna main kabse dekhti thii……”
Maine uske mamme dabaye aur uske chuchhe choosne laga, aur jeebh se chatne laga. Is par wo aur mast ho gayi aur main bhi apne loda ab zor zor se uski choot me maarne laga. Tabhi wo “ohhhh ammeeeeeeee marr gayiii maaainnnnnn…ohhhhh chuddd gayiiiiiiiii” keh kar chillai aur hilne lagi. Uska orgasm ho raha thha. WO jhatke kha kar mere oppar gir gayi aur main usse bedardi se chodta raha aur wo mera moonh choosne lagi.
“mmm….mmmuah,….mmmmm….aaaahhhhhh…ohhhhh.ohhh.oh”
Jab wo shant hui to maine apan loda uski choot se nikala aur usko apne bagal me litaya. Uski gand mere land ki taraf thhi. Uske gaand failar kar maine apne loda uski gand me ghisna shuru kar diya. Pehle to usne nahi nahi bola. Maine kaha “Chupp…tu to aa gayi, mera loda jhada nahi…apni gaand de….tujhe bhi mazaaa aayega.”

Maine uski gand ki chhed me thooka aur apne loda andar daalne laga . “Ohhh amaarrr…..araaam se…dheeere…dheereee.meri gand hi mat faad dena…ohhhhh”

Main aur age badhta raha aur dheere dheere apne poora lauda andar daal diya. Ab Ameena bhi maze me apni gaand hilane lagi. “Ohhh …ahhhh…..mere chuchche fir bade ho gaye…..gand marwane me bhi itne maze aate hain mujeh pata na thha!!!”

Main ek haath se uske mamme masal raha thha aur doosre haath se uski choot ragadne laga. Wo fir geeli ho gayi thhi. Ameena ke peeth meri chhati aur pet se ragad rahi thhi aur usne masti me aakar apna sar peeche moda aur mere honth choosne lagi. Maine apni poori jeebh uske moonh me ghusa di aur uski gaand buri tarah maarne laga.

Tabhi Ameena fir chillane lagi “ohhh vineeeet…main to fir aa rahi hoon…..maar meri gand….ohhh …ohhh…ohhh…..ohhh…….tera loda meri gand ke andar kya mast feel ho raha hai…..” wo fir hilne lagi aur uska orgasm ho gaya. Ye dekh kar main bhi zor zor se uski gand ke andar jhadne laga. “aahhhh…tera garam juice meri gand ke andar feel ho raha hai….ahhhhhhhhh ohhhhh…”

Maine jhadte hue apne loda nikala aur uske mooh me dala. Wo orgasm ki masti me apni gand se nikle lode ko choosne lagi aur 2 minute tak hum ussi masti me rahe. Fir hum nange hi lete rahe aur ek doosre ki bahon me so gaye.

Ab meri pakistani dost Ameena meri khaas dost ban gayi hai aur Mansoor ko bilkul bhool chuki hai. Hum ab jab jee chahe ek dosre se dosti nibhate hain!

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