Neha Ki Pyaas – Plumber Ke Mote Lund Ne Pati Ki Aankhon Ke Saamne Bujhayi
Thane ke chhote se 2BHK flat mein, jahaan subah chai ki khushboo se hi din shuru hota tha aur raat ko agarbatti ki halki si sugandh ghar bhar jaati thi, Neha Sharma apne pati Amit ke saath ek aisi zindagi jee rahi thi jo bahar se bilkul perfect dikhti thi. Neha 28 saal ki thi – gori, bhari bhari badan wali, 36 inch ke ubhre hue boobs, patli kamar aur gol gol gaand jo har kadam pe hilti thi. Shaadi ko paanch saal ho chuke the, lekin baccha abhi tak nahi aaya tha.
Amit 32 saal ka software engineer tha, subah 9 baje office chala jaata aur shaam ko thaka hara wapas aata. Raat ko unki chhoti si love-making sirf 4-5 minute ki hoti – Amit ka lund chhota aur jaldi jhad jaane wala, Neha ko kabhi poori tarah se satisfy nahi kar paata. Woh bed pe let kar fake moans karti, “Haan jaan… bahut maza aa raha hai…” lekin andar hi andar jalti rehti.
Har subah Neha kitchen mein khadi parathe banaati, uske tight pink salwar kameez mein boobs itne kas ke baandhe hue ki kameez ke buttons mein se cleavage dikhti thi. Dupatta sirf naam ka, kabhi kabhi kandhe se phisal jaata.
Amit chai peete hue kabhi kabhi uske peeche se aa kar uski kamar pakad leta, lekin Neha ko ab woh chhune se bhi zyada excitement nahi hoti. “Amit, jaldi office jaao na, late ho jaayega,” woh muskurate hue kahti, lekin dil mein sochti, “Kab tak yeh chhota sa lund mujhe tadpaayega? Main kya karoon… pativrata hoon main.”
Us din bhi aisa hi tha. Garmi itni thi ki flat ka purana cooler bhi thak gaya tha. Neha ne subah 10 bje tak ghar ke kaam nipata liye the. Usne apna favourite light blue salwar kameez pehna tha – kameez bilkul tight, deep neckline mein boobs aadhe bahar aane ko bechain, salwar ki naad tight kamar pe baandhi hui.
Dupatta ko usne sirf ek taraf se lapeta tha. Kitchen sink se paani tapak raha tha kal se. Amit ne office se call kiya tha, “Neha, plumber bula liya hai, Vicky aayega aaj. Usse bol dena poora theek kar de.”
Neha ne haan kaha aur phone rakh diya. Dil mein halka sa current daud gaya. Vicky – woh ladka jo pehle bhi do-teen baar aaya tha pipe theek karne. 24 saal ka, gaon ka, lamba chauda badan, tight t-shirt mein uske biceps aur chest ke muscles saaf dikhte the.
Woh kaam karte waqt paseene se tar hota tha aur uski body se mardangi ki khushboo aati thi. Neha ne pehle bhi notice kiya tha ki jab woh sink ke neeche let kar kaam karta hai toh uski nazar uske boobs pe tik jaati hai. Us din bhi darwaza khulte hi Vicky muskuraya, “Namaste bhabhi. Kya problem hai aaj?”
Neha ne darwaza band kiya aur kitchen ki taraf ishaara kiya, “Woh sink ka nalka phir se leak kar raha hai Vicky. Amit ne kaha tha poora check kar lena.” Usne chai banayi aur cup lekar aayi. Jab woh jhuk kar cup rakh rahi thi, uska dupatta ek taraf phisal gaya.
Vicky ki nazar seedha uske deep cleavage pe pad gayi. Neha ne jaldi se dupatta sambhala, chehra laal ho gaya. “Sorry bhabhi,” Vicky halke se bola, lekin uski aankhon mein woh chamak thi jo Neha ko andar se garmi de rahi thi.
Vicky sink ke neeche let gaya. Neha paas khadi thi, tools pakda rahi thi. Jab usne usko wrench diya toh uski ungliyan Vicky ki garam ungliyon se touch ho gayi. Ek pal ke liye dono ruk gaye. Neha ko apne sharir mein current sa laga. “Yeh kya soch rahi hoon main? Main ek shaadi-shuda aurat hoon… lekin iski body… itni strong.” Vicky ne upar dekha, uske tight kameez ke buttons pe nazar, jahaan paseena se kapda chipak raha tha aur bra ki outline dikhti thi. “Bhabhi, aap bahut sundar ho. Amit bhaiya kitne lucky hain.”
Neha ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne muskurate hue kaha, “Chup kar Vicky, kaam kar apna.” Lekin andar hi andar uske nipples tight ho gaye the. Woh kitchen mein ghumti rahi, jaan-bujh kar jhuk kar cheezein uthati, taaki uska gaand Vicky ki taraf rahe. Salwar ki patli si material uski gol gaand pe tight thi. Vicky kaam karte karte usko dekhta raha. Us din unhone sirf baatein ki – Vicky ne apne gaon ki kahaniyan sunayi, Neha ne has has kar suna.
Jab kaam khatam hua toh Neha ne paise diye aur darwaza band kiya. Uske baad woh bedroom mein let gayi, haath apni chut pe rakh kar sochne lagi, “Neha, yeh galat hai… par aaj pehli baar itna garam mehsoos ho raha hai.”
Amit shaam ko aaya. Neha ne uske liye parathe banaye, par uski soch kahin aur thi. Raat ko jab Amit ne usko chhua toh Neha ne aankhein band kar li aur socha Vicky ke muscles ke baare mein. Amit jaldi hi jhad gaya. Neha ne usko pyar se sehlaya, lekin dil mein frustration tha. “Kabhi toh mujhe poora bhar de… par yeh chhota lund bas tadpata hai.”
Agla din bhi plumber aana tha – abhi bathroom ka shower theek karne. Neha ne is baar thoda alag kameez pehna – black salwar kameez, jo uske boobs ko aur bhi ubhaar ke rakhta tha. Dupatta ko usne dhaani se rakha tha. Jab Vicky aaya toh usne khud se chai banayi aur uske saath baithi. “Bhabhi aaj aap bahut khush lag rahi ho,” Vicky ne kaha aur uski aankhein Neha ke boobs pe the.
Neha ne sharma kar kaha, “Tumhe kya lagta hai Vicky?” Unki baatein dheere dheere personal hone lagi. Vicky ne bataaya ki uska girlfriend nahi hai, woh akela rehta hai. Neha ne apni shaadi ki baat ki – kitna busy hai Amit. Accidental touch phir hua – jab Vicky ne shower head pakda aur Neha ne usko help ki, uska haath Vicky ke sine pe lag gaya. Dono ke shareer mein bijli si daud gayi.
Us din Vicky ne kaam karte wahe Neha ko tease kiya, “Bhabhi, aapke haath bahut soft hain. Amit bhaiya ko pata hai na?” Neha hasi, lekin uski chut geeli ho gayi thi. Jab woh chala gaya toh Neha ne bathroom mein ja kar apni salwar neeche ki aur ungliyan andar daal kar chudai ki soch mein jhad gayi. “Vicky… haan… mujhe chod do…” woh whisper mein boli.
Teesre din Amit ghar pe hi tha – work from home. Neha ko thoda dar laga, lekin excitement bhi. Vicky aaya. Is baar Neha ne nighty pehni thi – thin cotton wali, short, straps sirf ek taraf se, thighs tak pahunchti hui. “Aaj thodi comfortable feel kar rahi thi,” usne socha. Amit bedroom mein laptop pe tha. Vicky kitchen mein kaam kar raha tha. Neha uske paas baithi, chai pilayi.
Jab Vicky neeche let kar pipe dekha toh Neha jhuk gayi. Uski nighty ke straps ek taraf khisak gaye, ek boob aadha bahar aa gaya. Vicky ki saans tez ho gayi. “Bhabhi… aap… bahut hot ho.”
Neha ne sharma kar dupatta nahi tha, sirf nighty. Usne Vicky ki taraf dekha, aankhon mein lust. “Vicky… mat dekho aise.” Lekin usne hataya nahi. Vicky ka haath dheere se uski jangh pe laga. Neha ka sharir kaanp gaya. “Yeh galat hai Vicky… mera pati andar hai.” Par usne haath hataaya nahi. Vicky ne uske boobs ko halke se chhua nighty ke upar se. Neha ki saans phool gayi. “Bas ek baar… please bhabhi,” Vicky whisper kiya.
Neha ne aankhein band ki. Vicky ne usko khinch kar kiss kar diya. Neha pehli baar kisi aur mard ke hothon ko mehsoos kar rahi thi – garam, powerful. Unki zubaan ek dusre mein ghusi. Neha ka haath Vicky ke pant pe gaya – woh mota lund already khada tha, 8 inch lamba, mota. Neha ki aankhein khul gayi. “Yeh… itna bada…” woh sochi. Vicky ne uski nighty upar ki, uske boobs bahar kiye aur choosne laga. Neha ki moan nikal gayi, “Aahh Vicky…”
Amit bedroom mein tha, lekin usne awaaz sun li. Woh dheere se darwaze ke paas aaya aur chhup kar dekha. Uske dil mein dard tha, lekin lund khada ho gaya tha. “Neha… kya kar rahi hai tu?” par woh ruk gaya, dekhne laga.
Vicky ne Neha ko kitchen counter pe baitha diya, nighty ko upar kiya, salwar jaisa kuch nahi tha, sirf panty. Usne panty side ki aur apna mota lund bahar nikala. Neha ne dekha aur boli, “Vicky… dhire se… pehli baar hai.” Vicky ne dheere se pel diya. Neha ki chut ekdum bhar gayi. “Aaaahhh… kitna mota hai tera lund…” woh moan ki. Thap-thap ki awaaz hone lagi. Neha ke legs Vicky ki kamar pe lapet gaye. Vicky zor zor se dhakel raha tha. Neha ki nighty paseene se chipak gayi, boobs ubhar ubhar kar hil rahe the.
Amit dekh raha tha. Uske haath apne chhote lund pe the. Neha ki aankh uspe pad gayi. Woh shock mein thi, lekin ruk nahi. Balki usne Vicky ko aur zor se pakda aur boli, “Haan Vicky… chod mujhe… mere pati dekh rahe hain… par mat rukna.”
Amit andar aa gaya. Chehra laal, lekin lund khada. “Neha… yeh…” Neha ne usko dekha aur smile ki, “Amit… baith ja corner mein. Dekh kaise ek asli mard mujhe chodta hai. Tera chhota lund kabhi yeh nahi kar paaya.”
Vicky ruk nahi. Usne Neha ko counter pe litaya aur zor zor se pelne laga. Puch-puch… puch-puch… Neha ki chut se paani nikal raha tha. “Amit… dekh na… iska lund kitna gehra ja raha hai… tera toh sirf muh tak hi pahunchta hai.” Amit baith gaya, aankhein phati hui. Neha ne usko bulaya, “Aa ja… mere legs pakad… wide kar.”
Amit ne uske dono taange pakad li aur wide kiya. Vicky ne aur zor se dhakela. Neha chillayi, “Aaaahhh… haan… Vicky… pel de… meri chut ko apna bana le!” Usne pehla orgasm liya – sharir kaanp gaya, chut se paani phoota. Vicky ne andar hi jhad diya – garam cum Neha ki chut mein bhar gaya.
Lekin yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Vicky ne Neha ko uthaya aur bedroom le gaya. Amit peeche peeche. Neha ne Amit ko boli, “Phone nikaal… record kar. Dekh kaise main maze le rahi hoon.” Amit ne phone on kiya.
Bed pe Neha ne Vicky ko letaya aur uske lund ko muh mein liya. Deep throat – gag hoti hui, aansu aa gaye, par woh choosti rahi. “Choos bhabhi… poora muh bhar de.” Neha ne gagging ki awaaz ki, thook aur saliva se lund chamak raha tha. Amit record kar raha tha, uski chhoti si lauda pant mein tent bana rahi thi.
Phir Vicky ne Neha ko doggy style mein kiya. Usne uski gaand pe zor zor se thappad maare – laal nishaan pad gaye. Neha chillayi, “Haan… maar… meri gaand laal kar de!” Vicky ne peeche se pel diya, thap-thap-thap… Neha ke boobs neeche latak rahe the. Amit ne aage aakar uske boobs dabaye jaise command mila ho. Neha boli, “Amit… dekh tera haath bhi chhota hai… iske lund ke saamne kuch nahi.”
Vicky ne 20 minute tak thoka – Neha do baar aur jhad gayi. Phir position change – Neha upar aa gayi, cowgirl. Usne Vicky ke lund pe baith kar uchhli. “Aaaahhh… kitna gehra… meri womb tak pahunch raha hai!” Amit ne uske paas baith kar dekha. Neha ne usko kiss kiya aur boli, “Pyaar karta hai na mujhe? Toh dekh kaise main khush ho rahi hoon.”
Vicky ne Neha ko choke kiya halke se, uske neck pe haath rakh kar aur zor se pelne laga. Neha ki aankhein ghum gayi, legs kaanpne lage. Woh squirt karti hui jhad gayi teesri baar. Vicky ne phir cum kiya – itna zyada ki Neha ki chut se bahar nikalne laga.
Amit ko command mila, “Aa… saaf kar… apni biwi ki chut se mera cum choos.” Neha ne usko dekha, “Kar na Amit… yeh tera duty hai ab.” Amit ne jhuk kar Neha ki chut se cum chata – salty, garam. Neha ne uske baal pakad kar usko aur andar dhakela.
Thodi der baad teesra round. Is baar Neha ne nighty poori utar di – nangi, paseene se chamakti hui. Vicky ne usko missionary mein litaya aur dheere dheere pelne laga. Neha ki aankhein Amit pe theen. “Amit… sorry… par ab main iske bina nahi reh sakti.
Tera chhota lund sirf dekhne layak hai.” Vicky ne speed badhayi – brutal pounding. Bed hil raha tha. Neha ke nails Vicky ki peeth pe gadd gaye. “Thok… thok mujhe… pregnant kar de Vicky!”
Vicky ne zor se jhad diya – teesra creampie. Neha ki chut se cum nikal nikal kar bedsheet pe gir raha tha. Neha behosh si ho gayi, legs ab bhi kaanp rahe the. Vicky ne uske boobs pe kiss kiye aur bola, “Bhabhi, ab se har hafte aunga.”
Amit ne phone band kiya. Uske chehre pe sharm thi, lekin aankhon mein naya lust. Neha ne usko apne paas khinch kar kiss kiya aur whisper kiya, “Ab tu bhi khush hai na? Agli baar jab Vicky aayega… tu khud bulayega use… aur hum teeno maze karenge.”
Flat mein abhi bhi garmi thi, par Neha ki pyaas ek baar ko toh bujh gayi thi. Par dono jaante the – yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Agarbatti ki khushboo mein ab ek naya raaz chhupa tha… aur Neha ki nighty abhi bhi floor pe padi thi, cum aur paseene se bheegi hui.