Mumbai se Bangalore train mein virgin Arjun ne 23 saal ki randi Neha ko toilet mein pakda, mota 7 inch land se zor-zor se faada, gaaliyan sunate hue do baar andar maal chhoda – wild, ganda aur be-rehem chudai lusty stories !
Arjun yahan hai, dosto. Main 23 saal ka hoon, Mumbai ke bustling streets se belong karta hoon. Gora-chitta nahi hoon, lekin athletic build hai mera – gym jaata hoon roz, toh body toned hai, shoulders broad aur chest solid. Land ka size? Ab seedha bolta hoon – 7 inch ka mota sa, jo jab khada hota hai toh jaise iron rod ban jaata hai. Kabhi try nahi kiya tha real mein, virgin hoon bilkul, lekin porn aur yeh online kahaniyaan padh-padhte hue dimaag mein hamesha ek aag si jalti rehti hai. Chodne ka junoon hai, brutal wala, jahaan ladki ko faad do, uski cheekhein suno aur uska badan apne neeche masal do.
Yeh sab shuru hua ek raat ko, jab ghar mein achanak phone ki ghanti baji. Mummy ne uthaya, aur chehra saaf saaf udd gaya. “Arjun beta, Bangalore wale mama ki tabiyat bohot kharab hai. Heart attack aaya hai unko. Kisi ko jana padega turant.” Papa office se late aate the, unka load tha full, toh unhone mujhe dekha aur bola, “Tu jaa, beta. Kal subah hi nikal jaana.” Maine haan bol diya, kyunki dil mein ek excitement tha – Mumbai se Bangalore ka journey, train mein, unknown logon ke saath. Kaun jaanta tha ki yeh trip meri zindagi badal dega. Yeh lusty stories app lustystories par padh rhe ho.
Raat ke 11 baj chuke the. Main apna backpack pack kar raha tha – kuch kapde, charger, paani ki bottle. Lekin dimaag mein kuch aur hi chal raha tha. Virgin hoon yaar, aur yeh soch ki train mein akela, raat bhar… land khada hone laga. “Ek baar hila loon, tension release ho jayegi,” socha maine. Bathroom mein ghus gaya, darwaza lock kiya. Shower on kiya, lekin pehle land ko haath mein pakda. Mota sa, veins ubhari hui, tip pe pre-cum chamak raha tha.
Maine soap lagaya, dheere se hilana shuru kiya. Dimaag mein ek ladki ka khayal aaya – wild wali, jo chillati hai aur mera naam leke chudwati hai. Speed badha di, haath zor-zor se upar-neeche. 15 minute lage, saans phool gayi, lekin maal nahi nikla. Frustration badh gaya. Tabhi bahar se mummy ki awaaz aayi, “Arjun! Late ho jayega beta, station pahunchne mein time lagega. Jaldi naha le!” Maine jaldi se nahaya, lekin land abhi bhi semi-hard tha, pant mein tight feel ho raha tha. “Aaj kisi na kisi ko chodna hai,” yeh sapna lekar main ghar se nikla.
Mumbai local station tak auto liya, raat ke 12 baj rahe the. Raste mein traffic kam tha, lekin dimaag mein wohi ganda khayal ghum raha tha – train mein koi hot ladki mile, usko seduce karoon, toilet mein le jaaun aur uski choot faad doon. Station pahuncha, ticket li sleeper class ki. Platform pe log thode se hi the, train 15 minute late thi. Tabhi ek rickshaw ruka, aur usme se do auratein utri.
Dono hi bomb thi, yaar! Ek maa jaise lag rahi thi – umar kareeb 40 ki, lekin figure aisa ki koi model ho. Blouse tight, boobs 40 size ke, cleavage itna deep ki nazar atak gayi. Skin wheatish, hips wide, gaand gol-moti. Aur uske saath beti – meri umar ki, 22-23 ki, slim lekin curvy. Boobs 34 ke, tight top mein ubhre hue, jeans mein legs lambi aur tight. Baal khule, chehra innocent lekin aankhein seductive. Main tedhi nazar se dekhta raha, land fir se khada hone laga.
Woh dono bhi Bangalore ja rahi thi, same train. Rickshaw wale ne unka samaan platform pe rakha, aur maine mauka dekha. “Excuse me aunty, yeh aapka bag? Main help kar doon?” bola maine, smiling. Maa ne muskuraya, “Haan beta, shukriya. Main Rekha hoon, aur yeh meri beti Neha.” Neha ne bhi smile di, uski laal lips dekh kar mera dil dhadak gaya. “Arjun hoon main, Mumbai se. Aap log bhi Bangalore?” Rekha ne haan kiya, “Haan, relative ke yahan jaa rahe hain. Train late hai na?” Hum teeno baith gaye bench pe, baatein shuru ho gayi.
Neha chup-chup thi, lekin uski aankhein mujhpe thi. Main Rekha se baat karta, lekin nazar Neha ke boobs pe. Blouse ke button se cleavage dik raha tha, nipple ka shape saaf. Land pant mein tadap raha tha, socha agar yahin pe haath laga loon toh kya ho.
Train aayi, hum saath mein compartment mein chadh gaye. Unki seats meri se adjacent thi, lower berth pe. Raat ke 1 baj rahe the, compartment half empty – sirf 10-12 log. Lights dim, AC thanda. Rekha jaldi so gayi, thak gayi thi journey se. Neha jaag rahi thi, mobile pe scroll kar rahi thi. Maine chai ka bahana banaya, “Neha, chai piyogi? Main laata hoon.” Woh muskurayi, “Haan, why not.” Vendor se do cup li, uske paas baitha. Haath se haath touch hua, current sa laga. Baat shuru – woh college student thi, Bangalore mein hostel mein rehti thi.
“Mumbai fun hai na? Parties, nightlife,” boli woh. Maine bola, “Haan, lekin asli fun toh secret mein hota hai.” Usne aankh maari, “Kaunsa secret?” Mera dil zor se dhadka. Number exchange kiya, WhatsApp pe chat shuru – “Train boring hai, kuch exciting karna chahiye.” Usne reply kiya, “Kya exciting? 😏”
Dil mein aag lag gayi. Yeh signal tha, clear. Main soch raha tha brutal plan – usko toilet le jaaun, zor se daba doon, uski cheekhein sunoon. Land ab full hard, pant mein dard ho raha tha. Raat ke 2 baj gaye, Rekha so rahi thi, compartment mein sab so chuke the. Neha ne message kiya, “Toilet jaa rahi hoon, paani piya zyada.” Maine turant reply, “Main bhi aa raha hoon, saath chal.” Woh utthi, main peeche-peeche.
Corridor khali, sirf ek guard door pe so raha tha. Toilet compartment ke end mein tha, lock wala. Jaate hi maine uska haath pakda, tight grip. Woh ruk gayi, lekin hili nahi – balki haath dabaya mera. Aankhon mein wohi aag, chudne ki.
Toilet door khola, andar ghus gaye. Darwaza lock kiya, space chhota tha lekin kaafi. Main bechain tha, jaise bhuka sher. Sidha uska haath apne land pe rakh diya, pant ke upar se. “Feel kar, kitna hard hai tere liye.” Woh sharma gayi, haath hata liya pehle, lekin maine zor se pakda aur wapas rakha. “Mana mat, randi. Tu chahti hai na yeh.” Usne aankhein neeche ki, lekin haath hilane lagi – dheere se, pant ke upar se.
Mera land jump kar raha tha, pre-cum se geela ho gaya. Maine button khola, zipper neeche, underwear bahar nikaala. 7 inch ka mota land, veins phooli hui, tip laal. Neha ki aankhein badi ho gayi, “Oh god, itna bada…” Maine uske baal pakde, sir jhukaya, “Chus le, abhi.” Woh ghutno pe baith gayi, muh khola, lekin sirf tip pe kiss kiya. Main gusse mein, “Poora le andar, saali!” Baal khinche, muh mein ghusa diya.
Uski lips tight, garam muh, tongue lapet rahi thi. Maine hips hilaye, deep throat kiya – woh gag kar rahi thi, aankhon mein aansu, lekin ruk nahi rahi. “Aah, haan, aise hi chus, meri randi.” 2 minute mein speed badha di, muh faad raha tha jaise.
Phir maine usko khada kiya, t-shirt upar ki, bra kholi. Boobs ubhre hue, 34 ke, pink nipples hard. Maine haath mein pakde, zor se nichoda – jaise doodh nikaal raha hoon. Woh cheekhi, “Aah! Dheere Arjun, dard ho raha.” Maine hans diya, “Dard mein maza hai, beti. Teri maa so rahi hai bahar, yahan tu meri kutiya banegi.” Nipples pe kaata, choosa zor-zor se, kaat liya halka sa.
Woh tadap rahi thi, “Uff, aur… haan, kha ja!” Haath neeche, jeans ka button khola, pant utaari. Panties geeli, choot ke shape saaf. Maine panties side ki, ungli daali – tight choot, virgin jaisi, lekin geela pani tapak raha. “Kitni geeli hai tu, saali. Kitne dino se chudne ka mann tha?” Do ungliyaan ghusa di, speed se andar-bahar. Woh wall pe tik gayi, legs kaanp rahi, “Aah aah! Zor se, faad de meri choot! Behan ke laude, aur andar!”
Mera land tadap raha tha, ab intezaar nahi. Maine usko ghumaya, wall pe jhuka diya – doggy style. Gaand upar, choot khuli hui. Tip sehlaya pehle, tease kiya. Woh bol rahi thi, “Please Arjun, daal de! Mar jaungi bina tere bina.” Maine ek jhatke mein poora ghusa diya – tight thi, andar tak feel hua. Woh cheekh uthi, “Aai maa! Faad diya tune!” Maine haath muh pe rakha, “Chup saali, bahar log sun lenge.” Phir shuru hua brutal chodna – hips pe thappad maara, gaand laal ho gayi. Har dhakke mein poora land andar, balls choot pe takra rahe. “Le saali, le mera mota land! Teri choot mera hai ab.” Woh rone lagi maza se, “Haan haan, chod mujhe! Randi hoon teri, bhosdi bana de!” Speed badha di, 5 minute tak non-stop, sweat tapak raha, saansein tez.
Phir position change – usko godi mein uthaya, legs wrap kiye mere kamar pe. Wall pe tikaya, neeche se dhakke maare. Boobs muh mein, chooste hue chod raha. Uske nails meri peeth pe, kharoch rahi. “Cum kar rahi hoon Arjun! Aah uff!” Uski choot shrink hui, juices mere land pe. Maine nahi ruka, aur tez kiya – ab mera bhi time aa raha tha. “Le mera maal, andar!” Ek zor ka dhakka, maal chhod diya andar – garam, poora fill kar diya. Woh kaanp gayi, kiss karne lagi wild, tongue andar.
Lekin yeh khatam nahi hua. Neha ne kaha, “Aur chahiye, abhi nahi ruka.” Maine usko neeche baithaya, land muh mein daala – abhi bhi hard, uske juices se geela. “Saaf kar le, kutiya.” Woh chusne lagi jaise paagal, deep throat, balls bhi chaat rahi. Haath se hilati, muh se choosti. 3 minute mein fir se khada, maal nikalne ko ready. Maine uske baal pakde, muh mein hi jhad gaya – thick maal, woh gatak gayi poora, ek boond bhi nahi gira. “Yummy hai tera, Arjun. Ab beti ko randi bana diya tune.”
Bahar nikalne se pehle maine usko kiss kiya, “Yeh secret rahega, lekin Bangalore pahunch ke milenge fir.” Woh muskurayi, “Haan, roz chodna hai mujhe.” Compartment wapas, Rekha so rahi thi, kuch pata nahi. Hum so gaye, lekin subah tak Neha ke messages aa rahe the – pics bheji apni choot ki, geeli. Train Bangalore pahunchi, mama ke ghar drop kiya unko. Lekin yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Bangalore mein 3 din ruke, har raat Neha ke hostel mein gaya – brutal sessions, kabhi bed pe bandh ke choda, kabhi shower mein.
Rekha ko bhi shak hua ek din, lekin Neha ne handle kiya.
Wapas Mumbai aaya, lekin ab virgin nahi tha. Yeh journey ne mujhe badal diya – ab har ladki ko dekhta hoon toh sochta hoon, kitni aasani se faad sakta hoon. Dosto, yeh thi meri wild ride. Kaisi lagi? Comment karo.
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