Update - 8



" haan di aap bhi.."

Supriya ka chehra ye sunate hi lal ho jata hai aur wo apni najrein churane lagti hai..

"Aur di aajkal to aap kuch jyada hi..."

"M..mm..Main??"

Kuch seconds ke liye bilkul sannata cha jata hai. Arun aur Supriya ki ankhen is waqt ek dusre se milne ki himmat nhi kr pa rhi hai. Supriya ke gaalon par halka gulabi rang chdhna start ho gya hai.

"Main kyu??" Supriya haklakar puchti hai..

"Because u have awesome sexy chikne malaidar dudhooo..." Iske bad Arun ke dimag me seetiyan bajme lagti hain..

"Matlab di.." Arun kuch samajh nhi pata..

"Matlab main kyu?? Na to main Soniya jitni khoobsurat hoon..Na mere sneha jitne b..boobs perfect hain..na aarohi ki tarah meri body sexy hai fir main kyun??" Supriya thoda dheemi awaz me boli..

pongggg.....Lesbo...

" Aarohi ki sexy body???" Arun bola...

"Ab ye mat kehna ki Aarohi ki body sexy nhi hai.." Supriya ne bilkul normally bola..

"Nhi hai..lekin maine kabhi nhi socha ki aap bhi aisa sochti hogi.." Arun ko ab aisa lag rha tha jaise wo apni Supriya di ko to bilkul janta hi na ho..

"Haan..un logo me wo qualities hain..lekin aap mujhe bilkul perfect lagti ho. Cute, perfect, beautiful, pretty.." Arun ye lehte waqt directly supriya ki ankhon me dekhta hai..

"Tumhe sahi me lagta hai main khoobsurat hoon?"

"Haan di..jab aap khana banati ho bilkul usme concentrate krke tab man krta hai bas aapko hi dekhta rahun. Aap us time bilkul perfect doll ki tarah lagti ho.."

Ye sun ke Supriya ke gaalon ki lali aur badh gayi..

Mammmeeeee

"Tu pakka mar padwayega.." Arun sochta hai..
" Di..Sorry" Arun apna chehra niche jhukate hue kehta hai..

"Kisliye Arun? Masturbation ke time mere bare me sochne ke liye??"

"Haan aur is condition ke liye bhi.." Arun apne lund ki tarf dekhte hue kehta hai..

Beta sandal padne wali hain..

Ab Arun aur Supriya dono thoda thoda khulke batein krne lage hain..

"Shh.dont be sorry..Mujhe to ye compliment laga ki tum mere bare me aisa sochte ho..Waise aur kya kya sexy lagta hai m..mere bare me?" Supriya ek smile ke sath puchti hai..

"Plz bhai...mamme bol..bol be"

"Aapko is baat se koi problem nhi hai ki main aapke bare me sochta hun?" Arun ko yakeen hi nhi hota ki uski di ko is bat se koi problem hi nhi hai..

"Beta tu sanyasi ban ja."

"nhi arun..btao na kya sexy lagta hai mere bare me??"

"aa..aa..apke boobs. They look just perfect. Aur upar se mujhe thoda kam height ki ladkiyan jyada hi pasand hain.(Supriya, Sneha aur Soniya teeno ki height Arun se 6 7 inch kam hai..Bas Aarohi hi lagbhag uske barabar hai lekin wo bhi 2 3 inch short haiblekin uski athletic body ke karan ye pta nhi chalta.) Aur mujhe aap khana banate waqt aur jab aap sibk par bartan dho rhi hoti ho to bahut hi achi lagti ho.." Arun ke chehre par bhi halki si smile aani start ho gayi hai..

"Bartan dhote waqt??" Supriya ko samjh me nhi aata ki bartan dhote waqt aisa kya hota hai..

"Bol.. Gand matakati hai.."

"Di aap jab thoda jhuk ke bartan dhul rhi hoti ho..to bahut hi cute gudiya lagti ho jise duniya ka dhyan hi nhi hai..Aur wo apke b..b.boobs tshirt aur apron ke andar halka halka sa hilte hain aisa lagta hai jaise aap bra pehnana hi nhi chahti ho..apka cleavage aur kabhi kabhi jab halka sa seena bheeg jata hai apka to vahut hi sexy lagti ho..koi kaam krte waqt jab aap apni ungliyon se apne baal piche krti ho...tv dekhte time jab aap apne pair ke anguthe ko hilati rehti ho..apki smile apki aankhein sab kuch" Arun ek saans me bolta chala gaya..

"Nice way of compliment mere sher"

arun man me hi ankh marta hai..
Idhar soniya ka halka sa muh khula hua hai aur chehra to bilkul hi gulabi ho gaya hai..

"S.sahi me..Ek bat puchu Arun?" Supriya uski ankhon me dekhkar bolti hai..

"Sure di.."

"Kya mere choosoge more bhaiyaaa..." Iske bad Arun ko aah aah ki awazein sunai deti hain

"Bhai plz maan ja..mat kr" Arun sochta hai..

"Tum masturbate krte waqt kya sochte ho mere b..bare me.?" Ye puchte waqt Supriya ka chehra bilkul garm pad jata hai..

Arun aage ki or jhuk ke apni chin apni hath pe rkhta hai aur aise baithta hai jaise kisi gehri soch me ho..

" Di..mujhe dikhayi deta hai ki aap sink me dish dho rahe ho lekin aapne sirf ek white apron pehna hua hai aur kuch nhi..pani se bhigkar apka apron halka sa transparent ho gaya hai..aur apke n.n..nipples dikhai de rhe hain.Aur sath me apke hilne se apke boobs bhi hilte ja rhe hain.. Fir aap piche palatati ho aur aap apna apron ke andar hath daal ke pani ko pochne ki kosis krti ho jisse apke nipples aur erect ho jate hain fir aap ek ungli sexy tarike se apne muh me rakh ke suck krti hui mere pas aati ho.."

Ye btate btate arun ka lund dobara apne ful size me aa jata hai..Idhar supriya ek dum se gehri saans leti hai..aur arun ke ankhon aur land ko bari bari dekhne lagti hai..

"Aur aise sochne se tumhara kaam ho jata hai?"" ab supriya lagbhag puri tarike se oprn ho chuki hai.

"Haan..aisa to main kayi baar sochta hun din me.."

"Kayi baar..kya matlab tum din me kitni bar masturbate kr lete ho...??"

" 5 se 6 baar.."

"What?? Lekin itni baar kaise.." supriya ko is bat par yakeen hi nhi hota..

"Pata nhi kyu di..mere man me har waqt sex hi sex rehta hai..aisa lagta hai jaise mind na ho kar sex machine ho..upar se aap log meri condition aur kharab krte ho apka kaam..sneha di ke boobs..soniya ke wo sexy dresses aur aarohi to chipakti hi rehti hai..mujhse control hi nhi hota.." Arun apni problem btata hai

"Wow.. Mujhe to pta hi nhi tha ki tum par hum logo ka aisa effect padta hai.."

"Really di..aap ye sab jaan ke naraz nhi ho mujhse??"

"Bilkul nhi...thodi si galti hum logo ki bhi hai..waise ab tum is monster se kaise chutkara paaoge?" Supriya thoda sa hans ke bolti hai..

"Pta nhi di..shayd apne aap normal ho jaye.."

"Tumhe pta hai na ki tum k..." Supriya bahut atak atak ke kuch bol rhi hoti hai

Arun badi hi ajeeb najaron se supriya ki taraf dekhta hAi...

"Ki..tum kabhi bhi m..meri m..m..madad le skte ho??" Supriya ek sans me bol jati hai...

"Choot mil gayi..yaara choot mil gayiii."

Arun ka muh khula ka khula reh jata hai..

"Diii......" Arun thoda teji se bolta hai..

Tbc

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