Doston mera naam Ashima hai. Main 24 saal ki hu, aur Ranchi mein rehti hu. Meri height 5’5″ hai. Figure mera 34-30-36 hai. Rang mera theek-theek gora hai.
Kal meri shaadi hai. Raat ke 11 baje hai, aur mujhe neend nahi aa rahi. Kal meri zindagi badalne wali hai. Ek aadmi, jisko main kuch dino se hi jaanti hu, kal main hamesha ke liye uski ho jaungi. Mere jism par uska hak ho jayega. Wo jab chaahe mere kapde utarwa dega, aur mujhe chodega.
Lekin mere dimag mein ek baat baar-baar aa rahi hai, ki kya mujhe bhi wo maza milega, jo ek ladki apne pati se deserve karti hai? Ya mujhe bhi bahut si ladkiyon ki tarah asantusht zindagi guzaarni padegi?
Ab aap soch rahe honge, ki shadi to meri kal hai. To mujhe kaise pata ki sex ki santushti kaisi hoti hai. Haa ye sach hai ki kal meri shadi hai. Lekin chut main pichle 5 saalon se chudwa rahi hu. Aur jo mujhe chodta hai, wo mujhe poore maze deta hai. Uska lund mujhe jannat tak pahuncha deta hai. Aur pichle 5 saalon se maine itni baar jannat dekhi hai, ki pati ke sath kya hoga, ye soch kar mujhe ghabrahat ho rahi hai.
Jis aadmi se main chudwa rahi hu, wo hai hamara naukar Gagan. Aaj main aapko Gagan ke sath hui meri pehli chudai ki kahani batane wali hu. To chaliye shuru karti hu.
Jab main 16 saal ki thi, tab papa ki posting doosre shehar mein ho gayi. Peeche reh gaye main, mummy, aur mera chhota bhai. Mera bhai mere se 8 saal chhota hai. Poori family ko doosre shehar shift karna aasaan nahi tha, isliye papa akele hi chale gaye, aur kiraye ke kamre mein rehne lage.
Fir mummy ki tabiyat kharaab rehne lagi, jiski wajah se papa ko baar-baar kaam chhodh kar aana pada. Mummy ko kisi tarah ki taqleef na ho, iske liye papa ne ek naukar rakh liya. Uska naam Gagan tha. Wo 30 saal ka aadmi tha, aur Punjab se tha.
Gagan uncle khaana pakana, safayi karna, kapde dhona, ye sab kaam kar lete the, aur bahut achi tarah se karte the. Unke rehte mummy ko koi kaam nahi karna padta tha.
Free time mein wo mere aur mere bhai ke sath khelte bhi the. Wo hame bahut hasate the. Dikhne mein duble-patle the, lekin unki baatein mujhe bahut achi lagti thi. Wo hassa-hassa kar pet dukha dete the.
Aise hi time beet gaya. Ab main 19 saal ki ho chuki thi, aur college ki dehleez laangh chuki thi. Gagan uncle jinko main shuru se pasand karti thi, ab mujhe unse pyar hone laga tha. Ab ise jawani ka josh kehlo, ya allhad-pan.
Main unse baat karne ke tareeke dhoondhti rehti thi. Meri ek saheli ne kaha tha ki ladkon ko patane ke liye unko apni body dikhani padti hai. Main wo bhi karne lagi thi. Main jhuk-jhuk kar unko apne boobs dikhati thi.
Gagan uncle akele the. Unka koi parivar nahi tha. Main sochti thi ki agar meri aur unki shadi ho jaye, to wo hamare sath hi reh sakte hai, aur mujhe bhi shadi karke kahin jana nahi padega. Lekin problem ye thi ki unki taraf se koi response nahi tha. Lekin fir ek din maine unko apne dil ki baat bata di.
Us din papa ghar aaye hue the, aur mummy aur papa ko kisi function par jana tha. Function raat ka tha, aur barish ka mausam bana hua tha. Andhera hote hi mummy-papa nikal gaye, aur ab main, mera bhai, aur Gagan uncle hi the ghar pe.
Bhai time pe hi so jata tha, to maine mauke ka faida uthane ka socha. Baahar barish shuru ho chuki thi. Main jaan-boojh kar baahar barish mein nahane chali gayi. Maine ek patli si t-shirt aur sath mein pajama pehna hua tha.
Barish mein bheegne se mere kapde geele ho gaye, aur meri body ki poori shape nazar aane lagi. Gagan uncle bhi mujhe khidki se dekh rahe the. Wo mujhe andar aane ko bol rahe the, aur bol rahe the ki mujhe sardi lag jayegi agar main andar na gayi to. Lekin main kahan sunne wali thi.
Fir haar kar unko khud baahar aana pada aur wo mujhe hath pakad kar andar leke gaye. Maine unko bhi barish mein kheench liya. Wo zor laga rahe the, to maine unko apni baahon mein pakad liya, aur unse chipak gayi.
Jaise hi main unse chipki, wo ruk gaye. Shayad unko mere jism ke ehsaas ne uncomfortable kar diya. Ab hamari aankhen mili hui thi. Unki aankhon mein ek sawal tha, ki main kya kar rahi thi. Lekin mujhe to mauka dikh raha tha.
Maine apne honth aage badhaye, aur unke hontho ke sath chipka diye. Pehli baar mere hontho ne kisi mard ke hontho ko chhua tha. Wo bhi wo mard, jisko main apna dil de baithi thi. Ye ek alag hi ehsaas tha, jisse mere badan mein current sa daudne laga tha.
Maine filmo mein kissing dekhi thi, to usi tarah se main unke hontho ko choosne lagi. Mujhe maza aane laga. Lekin Gagan uncle ki taraf se koi response nahi aa raha tha. Wo bilkul chup-chaap khade the.
Kuch seconds main unke hontho ko choosti rahi. Tabhi unhone mujhe peeche dhakka diya, aur andar jaane lage. Main bhi unko awaaz dete hue unke peeche-peeche jaane lagi.
Main: Gagan uncle, rukiye. Kya hua?
Lekin wo chalte jaa rahe the. Fir maine apni speed badhayi, aur unka hath pakad kar unko kheencha. Tab tak hum ghar ki lobby mein aa chuke the. Mere kheenchne ki wajah se wo ruk gaye, aur meri taraf mud kar bole-
Uncle: Ashima ye kya kar rahi thi tum? Ye galat hai bachhe!
Main: Pyar karna galat hai?
Uncle: Kya, pyar? Kaisa pyar? Kon sa pyar? Main is ghar mein naukar hu. Tum mere malik ki beti ho. Tum mujhse pyar nahi kar sakti, aur naa hi main tumse.
Main: Kyun, main aapko achi nahi lagti? Ya main is laayak nahi hu ki aap mujhe pyar karo?
Uncle: Arre isme acha lagne wali koi baat nahi hai.
Main: To fir kya baat hai?
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