Meri sundar, sex-bhookhi Anika didi college principal ke cabin mein ghodi ban kar brutal chudwati hai. Maine chupke se sab dekha – mote lund se chut phadwaayi, thappad, gaand laal, aur andar maal! Ab main bhi pagal ho gaya hoon uski randi wali awaazon se isiliye me yeh desitales stories apke samne la rha hu.
Mera naam Aryan hai, main Delhi ke Rohini sector mein rehta hoon. Umar abhi 20 saal ki hai aur main apne ghar ka sabse chhota hoon. Papa yahin government office mein senior post par hain, maa housewife hai. Ghar mein total chaar bache – main aur meri teen behnein. Sabse badi Ritu didi, 27 saal ki, uski shaadi ho chuki hai aur woh apne pati ke saath Noida shift ho gayi hai. Beech wali Anika didi, 24 saal ki, abhi Delhi University mein post-graduation kar rahi hai – English literature. Aur sabse chhoti Neha, 21 saal ki, abhi college ke final year mein hai. Yeh desitales stories app lustystories par padh rhe ho.
Anika didi… bhai log, uska naam lete hi mera dil zor se dhadakne lagta hai. 5’6” ki height, 36D ke tight bhare hue boobs, 28 inch ki patli kamar aur 38 inch ki gol-matol gaand. Rang doodh jaisa gora, lambe kaale baal jo uske hips tak latak te hain, aur hamesha tight jeans ya short skirts mein ghumti hai. College ke ladke to usko dekh kar pagal ho jaate the. Main jab kabhi usko chhodne jaata tha bike par, toh notice karta tha ki ladke uski gaand ko aisi nazron se taadte jaise abhi pakad kar chod denge. Anika didi bhi jaanti thi apni aukaat – woh apni gaand ko thoda zyada hi matka-matka kar chalti thi, boobs ko aage nikaal kar, aur jab bhi kisi se baat karti toh uske honth thode se khule rehte, jaise bol rahi ho “aa ja, chod de mujhe”.
Par maine kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki didi itni badi chudakkad hai. College ke canteen aur hostels mein afwaahen toh roz chalti thi – “Anika principal ke saath chudwati hai”, “Principal sahab usko extra marks ke badle apne cabin mein bulaate hain”. Main pehle has deta tha, sochta tha log jalte hain. Lekin ek din sab badal gaya.
Us din college ki chhutti ke baad main Anika didi ko lene gaya tha. Bike par baith kar maine kaha, “Chal didi, ghar chalte hain, maa wait kar rahi hai.” Usne apne lambe baal peeche kiye aur muskura kar boli, “Tu ja na Aryan, main thodi der mein aaungi. Principal sir se kuch important discussion hai assignment ke baare mein.” Maine haan kar diya aur bahar nikal aaya, lekin andar se kuch shak sa hone laga. Har roz toh woh mere saath hi aati thi. Aaj kyun nahi?
Main bike start karke thoda aage gaya, phir socha – nahi, aaj dekhna padega.
College ka maidan ab khali ho chuka tha. Main bike side mein park karke wapas chupke se principal ke cabin ki taraf badha. Darwaza band tha, andar se halki si awaaz aa rahi thi. Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Maine idhar-udhar dekha, koi nahi tha. Chaprasi bhi shayad pehle hi chutti kar diya gaya tha. Maine jhuk kar darwaze ke chhote se ched se andar jhaanka.
Andar ka nazara dekh kar meri saans hi ruk gayi.
Principal sir – 52 saal ke, mota, takatwar body wale, 6 foot lambi height – Anika didi ko apni chair par baitha kar uske boobs ko shirt ke upar se hi zor-zor se daba rahe the. Didi ki aankhen band thi, uske honth khule hue the aur halki siskariyan nikal rahi thi, “Aaaahhh sir… aur zor se… haan…” Principal ke bade-bade haath didi ke 36D boobs ko jaise kuchalne mein lage the.
Didi ne khud uske pant ke upar se unke mothe lund ko pakad rakha tha aur upar-neeche kar rahi thi. Lund itna bada tha ki pant phaad kar bahar aane ko betaab lag raha tha – kam se kam 8 inch lamba, mota, kaala.
Maine bahar khade-khade apna lund pakad liya.
Yeh kya dekh raha tha main? Meri behen… meri pyari Anika didi… principal ke saath aisi randi ban kar? Gussa toh aaya, lekin usse bhi zyada utsukta. Main wahi chipa raha aur dekhta raha.
Principal ne didi ki shirt ke button ek-ek kar ke khole. Shirt utarte hi bra dikh gayi – kaali lace wali, jisme uske boobs bilkul ubhare hue the. Sir ne bra ke upar se hi nipples ko ungliyon se pinch kiya aur didi ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Uffff sir… dard ho raha hai… par maza bhi aa raha hai!” Sir hasse aur bola, “Chup kar randi… aaj tujhe main poori tarah todunga.” Phir unhone bra ka hook khol diya.
Didi ke nange boobs bahar aa gaye – gol, tight, pink nipples khade hue. Sir ne ek nipple muh mein le liya aur zor-zor se choosne lage, dusre haath se dusre boob ko masalte hue. Didi sir ke sir ko pakad kar apne boobs unke muh mein aur andar dhakel rahi thi, “Haan sir… aur zor se chuso… main aapki chudakkad hoon na aaj!”
Kuch der baad sir ne didi ko khada kiya aur uski skirt ki zip khol di. Skirt neeche gir gayi. Ab didi sirf kaali panty mein khadi thi. Sir ne panty ke upar se uski chut ko haath se ragadna shuru kiya. Didi ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Sir ne panty ko ek jhatke mein neeche kheench diya. Anika didi ki chut bilkul saaf thi, sirf ek chhoti si line – bilkul pink aur geeli. Sir ne didi ko table par jhuka diya, khud neeche baith gaye aur chut ko chaatne lage.
Unki jeebh tez-tez andar-bahar ho rahi thi. Didi ki awaazen zor ho gayi, “Aaaahhh fuck sir… aur andar… poori jeebh daal do… main mar jaungi maza se!”
Main bahar khada apna lund bahar nikaal kar muth marne laga tha. Yeh nazara dekh kar mera lund paththar jaisa ho gaya tha. Didi ki cheekhein, sir ki chaatne ki awaaz, sab sunai de raha tha.
Phir sir uthkar khade ho gaye. Unhone apni pant aur underwear neeche kiya. Unka lund bahar aa gaya – mota, lamba, topa bilkul laal aur chamak raha tha. Didi turant ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Sir ne uske baal pakad kar uska muh khola aur lund andar pel diya. “Chus le randi… poora muh mein le!” Didi ne aankhen band kar ke lund ko gale tak andar liya. Sir uske muh mein zor-zor se dhakke maar rahe the.
Didi ki laar bahar nikal rahi thi, aankhon mein aansu aa gaye the, par woh ruk nahi rahi thi. Sir uske gaal thappad maar rahe the, “Haan aise… meri college ki top chudakkad… aaj tujhe main pregnant kar dunga!”
Do minute tak muh chudai ke baad sir ne didi ko uthaya aur sofa par ghodi banaya. Didi ki gaand upar thi, chut bilkul khuli hui. Sir ne apna lund didi ki chut par ragda aur ek hi jhatke mein poora andar pel diya. Didi ki cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaahhhh maa… phaad diya sir… bahut mota hai!” Sir ne didi ke baal pakad kar uska sir peeche kheencha aur zor-zor se chodne lage.
Har dhakke mein didi ki gaand hil rahi thi, “Thap-thap-thap” ki awaaz pura room bhar rahi thi. Sir didi ki gaand par zor-zor se thappad maar rahe the – laal ho gayi thi gaand. “Le randi… le meri chudai… bol kitna pasand hai!” Didi ro rahi thi maza se, “Bahut pasand hai sir… aur zor se… meri chut phaad do… main aapki permanent slut hoon!”
Sir ne position badli. Didi ko sofa par litaya, uski taange kandhe par rakh kar missionary mein chodne lage. Ab har dhakke mein lund poori tarah andar-bahar ho raha tha. Didi ke boobs upar-neeche hil rahe the. Sir unko daba-daba kar chod rahe the. Didi sir ki peeth par naakhun gada rahi thi, “Aur tez… aur tez… main jhadne wali hoon sir!”
Kuch der baad sir ne didi ko utha kar khada kiya, wall ke saath laga diya aur peeche se phir se pelna shuru kiya. Didi ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Sir ne ek haath se uski gardan pakad li, dusre se boobs masalte hue chodte rahe. “Aaj tujhe main itna chodunga ki kal college mein chal bhi nahi paayegi!” Didi sirf siskariyan le rahi thi, “Haan sir… chod do… poori raat bhar chod sakte ho aap!”
Aakhir mein sir ne zor-zor se dhakke maare aur chillaya, “Le le… poora maal andar… pregnant ho ja randi!” Didi bhi saath hi jhad gayi. Dono haanf rahe the. Sir ka lund didi ki chut se nikaala toh veerya ki dhaar bahar nikal rahi thi. Didi ne turant jhuk kar lund muh mein le liya aur saaf kar diya.
Dono ne kapde pehne. Sir ne didi ke boobs par ek last kiss kiya aur bola, “Kal phir aana, aur yeh baat kisi ko nahi.” Didi muskurayi, “Ji sir… main aapki hoon.”
Main wahan se bhag gaya. Bike start ki aur tez ghar pahunch gaya. Dil mein gussa, jalan aur maza – sab mix tha. Aadhe ghante baad didi bhi ghar aa gayi. Main drawing room mein baitha tha. Usne andar aate hi smile ki, “Kya baat hai chhote? Itna ghoor kyun raha hai?”
Maine jaan-bujh kar pucha, “Didi aaj itni late kyun? Principal sir ke saath discussion mein itna time lag gaya kya?”
Didi thodi si ghabraayi, par turant sambhal gayi, “Haan… assignment ke baare mein bahut deep discussion tha. Tu kyun pooch raha hai?”
Main muskuraya aur andar se socha – tu nahi jaanti didi, maine sab dekh liya hai. Teri woh chudai… woh thappad… woh lund… sab. Par maine bahar se normal reh kar kaha, “Bas aise hi. Chal, maa ne khana lagaya hai.”
Raat ko main apne room mein let kar baar-baar woh scene yaad kar raha tha. Mera lund phir khada ho gaya. Main soch raha tha – kal phir jaunga college… aur dekhunga. Shayad ek din main bhi… lekin abhi sirf dekhna hi kaafi tha. Anika didi sach mein sex ki bhooki thi – aur main ab uska secret dekh chuka tha.
Us raat maine teen baar muth maari, har baar sirf didi aur principal ke us brutal chudai ka soch kar. Aur jaanta tha – yeh sirf shuruaat thi. College abhi khatam nahi hua tha… aur didi ki bhook abhi aur badhne wali thi.
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