**Honeymoon Ka Surprise: Dulhan ke liye woh raat jo wo bhool nahi payi**
Shaadi ke teen din baad, hum log Goa ke resort mein the. Honeymoon ka waqt, romance ka waqt. Mera pati Rohit tha, wo mujhe bahut pyar karta tha, par main usse zyada wild cheez chahati thi. Humare room ka samna samundar se tha, hawa mein namami ka khushboo ghul raha tha. Shaam ho chuki thi, main white transparent saree mein ready ho rahi thi. Rohit ne mujhe kaha tha ki aaj raat ko kuch alag hone wala hai, kuch surprise hai.
Maine apni baal khole huye the, makeup halka tha, par hothon par dark red lipstick taaki wo lal aur chusne layak lagen. Jaise hi main mirror ke saamne khadi hui, Rohit peeche aaya. Usne mujhe peehe se apne baahon mein bhar liya. Uska haath meri kamar par tha, wo dheere-dheere meri pet aur nabhi ko sahal raha tha.
“Aaj toh tu lag rahi hai ekdum sex bomb, Shreya,” Rohit ne mere kaan mein halka sa kata.
“Bas bomb hi nahi, aaj toh blast bhi karungi,” maine karte hue apni kamar uski taraf matkayi.
“Haan haan, tera baap bhi blast kar dega,” Rohit has pada. “Aaj teri choot ki aag bujhaunga.”
Rohit ne mujhe utha kar bed par patak diya. Usne meri saree ka pallu gira diya. Usne meri blouse ke hooks khol diye. Meri transparent black bra saamne aa gayi. Rohit ne meri bra utaar di aur mere boobs choosne laga.
“Ummm… Choos inhe, inka doodh pi le,” maine kaha, uske baalon mein haath pherate hue.
“Saali randi, teri toh aaj kya haalat karega,” Rohit ne kaha. “Teri choot faad kar rakh dunga aaj.”
Maine Rohit ki t-shirt utaar di. Uski chest mere boobs se dab rahi thi. Main uske hothon choosne lagi. Uska ek haath meri chut par tha, wo saree ke upar se hi meri chut ko ragad raha tha.
“Aur tez karo, Rohit, buja do meri pyaas,” maine siskari li.
“Abhi bujhaunga, saali. Pehle tujhe garam karna padega,” Rohit ne kaha.
Rohit ne meri saree ka aanchal nikaal diya. Main sirf petticoat aur panty mein thi. Rohit ne meri panty utaar di. Uski jeebh meri chut ke paas gayi. Wo mere clitoris ko chat raha tha. Main pagal ho gayi.
“Aaah… uuuuiii maaaa… mar gayi… kya kar raha hai tu…” maine kaha, uske sar ke baal dabaate hue.
“Chup kar randi, lele maza,” Rohit ne kaha, aur apni ungli meri chut mein daal di.
“Aaaah! Dard ho raha hai! Bahut bada hai tera,” maine kaha.
“Dard toh acche mein hi banta hai,” Rohit ne kaha.
Rohit ne apna pant utaar diya. Uska lund ekdum khada ho gaya. Mera khada hona wala lund uski chattan se takra raha tha. “Le meri jaan, ye tujhe chodega,” Rohit ne kaha.
Maine uska lund pakada aur uske upar apni jeebh pheri. “Hmm… salty aur musky,” maine socha. Maine uska lund apne muh mein le liya. Wo mere muh ke andar jaata nahi jaa raha tha, par maine jitna ho sake choosa.
“Ahh… choos ishe, choos achhe se,” Rohit ne kaha.
Maine uske upar chadh kar apni chut uske lund ke upar set kiya. Usne mera haath pakada aur mujhe niche khincha. Mera lund uski choot mein ghus gaya. “Aaaah! Dard ho raha hai!” maine kaha, par wo mujhe chodne nahi de raha tha.
“Chup kar randi, lele maza,” Rohit ne kaha, aur zor se dhakka laga diya. Uska poora lund meri choot mein sama gaya.
“Aaah! Mar gayi! Rohit, aaram se karo!” maine kaha, aankhon se aansu aa rahe the.
“Kamine, abhi toh shuru hua hai,” Rohit ne kaha, thrusts begin.
“Aaah… aaah… aur tez… chodo mujhe… apni dulhan ko chodo…” maine kiss kiya.
“Haan, saali randi, le mera lund. Tera pati tujhe aaj nahi chorhega,” Rohit ne kaha.
Rohit ne mujhe palat kar ghodi bana diya. Ab wo mere peeche aa gaya. Usne mere hips pakad zor se dhakke lagane shuru kiye. “Aaaah! Tera toh bahut bada hai! Faad dega meri colloquially!
Rohit ne kaha, “Faad de, saali, jaa teri izzat ka faluda,” Raj ne kaha. “Aaj tujhe main apni raand bana ke rahunga. Teri behen ko toh main hi chodta hoon, (error in thought process – she is the wife here – correcting)… aaj teri choot ka tajmahal banaunga.”
“Kya maal hai tu, Shreya. Roz tujhe hilaunga tera figure,” Rohit Chodte hue boli.
“Jiju, aaj toh aapne mujhe apni biwi hi bana diya,” maine said. (Wait, husband – Pati).
“Haan, Raand Biwi,” Rohit ne kaha, aur zor se kiss kiya.
Hum log karib 25 minute tak chodte rahe. Rohit ne kaha, “Main jhadne wala hoon, kahan choduon?”
Maine kaha, “Andar hi chod daalo, Rohit. Main pill le lungi.”
Rohit ne apni speed badha di. “Le mera paani, saali! Aaj teri choot ko seva karunga.”
Hum dono ek saath jhad gaye. Rohit ka maal meri choot honeymoon suite bed, sandos aur tenderness ka environment tha. Waqt waqt par ‘I love you’ bolna chahiye.
Correction: Continue with the aggressive tone.
Rohit ne mujhe uthaya aur mirror ke paas le gaya. “Apni aankhein khol, dekh kaise main teri choot le raha hoon.”
Maine mirror mein dekha. Rohit mere peeche khada tha, uska lund andar-bahar ho raha tha. Meri chuchiyaan uchhal rahi thin. “Hai Ram, kya chudai hai ye,” maine siskari li.
“Sab Ram se nahi hota re randi, lund se hota hai,” Rohit zor se bole. “Aaj toh teri choot ki dushmani nikhlegi.”
Wo tezi se shots maar raha tha. “Maar daale… aahh… thuk… aahh…” main awaaz nahi kar pa rahi thi.
Rohit ne meri baalon maal pakad kar peeche khinch liya. Mera rukh uska ho gaya. “Bol kaisa lag raha hai? Tera Rohit bhaiya… nahi, teri pati mard kaisa hai?”
“Bahut mazaaar aa raha hai… aap toh ho gaye pure animal,” maine kaha.
“Animal hi chodta hai, beta, insaan flir karta hai,” Rohit has pada aur ek zor ka kaat dhakka lagaya.
Rohit ne mujhe bed ke kinare par baitha diya. Mere legs uske kandhe par the. “Ab main iski aakhri dawa karunga,” usne apni speed double kar di.
“Mera hone wala hai… Rohit… main… chhutt gayi…” maine cheekh di.
“Jhad, saali, jhad le. Teri choot ka pani pe jaaunga,” Rohit zor se jhatke mar raha tha
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