Pooja in train

Reaching the station, seeing the crowd & failing to get even a seat by paying a
hefty amount, Bhima Jatav was throughly annoyed with his boss. That bastard had
told him in the evening that he will have to go by the night's train to Bhusawal
for some urgent work. Bhima worked as a sales manager in a ladies garment company.
As there was a complaint about the dealer he had to rush there. After all being a
sales manager it was his duty to see that the sales target is achieved anyhow.
Being a holiday season no reservation was available & Bhima would have to go in a
unreserved compartment for the full night. Bhima tried every trick in the book for
a seat but was unsuccessful. At last he went to the extreme end of the platform
where the unreserved bogie would come. There was still an hour for the train to
come. Bhima had come early in the hope of finding a seat & now had to wait for a
long time for the train. Standing there in a bit cool air but hardly any light
Bhima kept abusing his boss a lot, but was helpless.

A bit away from Bhima was standing Pooja Mishra, a sexy looking girl of 18 years.
She has come to Mumbai to her maternal uncle & was leaving for Bhusaval finishing
her vacations. Her grand father had come to see her off. As she too didn't have
reservation, Pooja was standing for the general bogie. Pooja was 5'5" tall, very
fair, slighly elongated face with pierced nose, black eyes & a well developed body.
Coming of age Pooja has a sexy developed body. The ass was a bit protruding, which
was resting on a slim waist. What was most alluring about Pooja were the 2 fleshy
globes standing proudly on her chest. The 30 sized boobs stood straight, without a
bit sag as they were hardly fondled by anyone. This didn't mean that Pooja was
ignorant about sex. She had been felt many a times in the crowd as her sexy body &
face was an invitation for strangers to molest her in the crowd. Though she was
afraid about it, Pooja didn't mind strangers touching her. Even now standing in the
crowd she was felt 2-3 times but she kept silent. Pooja was wearing a cream
coloured silk kameez with matching salwar. The tight salwar kameez was prominantly
showing her assets to the people near by. Also with the Mumbai weather's humidity
she was perspiring profusely. The sweat was making the silk kameez wet & it was
sticking to Pooja's body.

Among the many people watching Pooja Mishra was Bhima Jatav. He was seeing this
girl from last 10 minutes & he also saw 3-4 people toucing her taking advantage of
the crowd. It didn't escape Bhima's eyes that the girl was hardly bothered about
the men touching her.

Once while talking to the old men with her, she just looked back at the man
touching her ass. Thinking that the girl was angry that person just disappeared in
the crowd. He saw the girl giggling occasionally every time some one felt her.
Also during this time she kept talking to the old man who was with her. All this
showed that she didn't mind being felt though 1-2 times she showed a bit
displeasure as the old man was looking at her when she was being touched. Being a
through womeniser, Bhima thought to take advantage of this girl till the train
comes. If other people can feel her why can't he?Also being a man of 43 no one will
suspect him of doing anything wrong in the crowd. Looking at the girls ass Bhima
went & stood behind her. Looking at the opposite side Bhima gently let his palm
touch the girl's ass.

Pooja felt his hand touch her ass. She just looked back at to see who was behind
her. In reality, Pooja held been felt by a boy near her Mama's house during the
vacation. He was eyeing Pooja from the day she had come to her Mama's place. After
4-5 days of eyeing her, he had proposed to her & then had kissed & felt her many
times. Though Pooja wouldn't had minded if he had gone the full lenght & fucked
her, she found that boy a bit afraid to take the next step. The most he had done
was to play with Pooja's boobs from over her salwar during one meeting. Being a
girl, Pooja couldn't tell him to go all the way & hence had to stay like that. But
this petting & kissing had ignited a passion in her which resulted in letting
strangers feel her body on the station in the crowd.

So now when she found a bit aged person standing behind her, feeling her ass, Pooja
didn't resist a bit but kept talking to her grand father. As it was dark there &
Bhima was with his back to a wall noone could see what he was doing. Seeing the
girl standing silently, Bhima getting a bit more relaxed put his finger in her ass
crack. Feeling a finger directly in her ass crack, Pooja jerked a bit. Though many
people had felt her before this was the first time a person was boldly feeling her
ass crack. She realised that this person was had a bit more daring. Pooja kept
talking to her grand papa but her whole mind was on the person behind her. In a
minute she realised that now his other hand was on her ass just near her waist. As
her grand papa was looking around he couldn't see his grand daughter being fondled
just near him. Pooja without anything in her mind told him to try to find if any
one & get her a seat. Her grand father told Pooja that he will see if he could find
some one who could help him get a seat for her with the help of a coolie.
After her grand father left Pooja realised that unknowingly she was now alone with
this person. Pooja was happy but tensed hearing him. She was happy that in her
grand pa's absence that person would give her more masti, but was tensed as to
what else he might do. Bhima too heard that man & was happy about it. As soon as
the old man left, Bhima now put his other hand on Pooja's waist & pulled her a bit
near him saying, "Kuch taqlif nahi na tumko beti?Aare aaramse khadi raho, bahut
bhid hai, sambhalke khadi raho mare pass thik hai?" This time Pooja said softly,
"Please, yeh kya kar rahe ho?Mujhe jane do. " Pooja saying that moved a bit
forward. But Bhima was not a man to back out now. He pulled her back to him & now
rubbing her ass crack a bit roughly said, "Aare kuch nahi, tum bus aaramse khadi
raho, accha lag raha hai na tumko?" Pooja felt nice at his boldness but was afraid
too. Now Bhima had put his hand around her waist. Pulling Pooja near him behind a
thick shed pole so as to hide her partially, Bhima took his hand a bit up at the
base of Pooja's tits. With that deep voice & touch at the boobs, Pooja felt her
nipple go taut also sending a shiver down her spine. She was now a bit afraid of
this man who was so brazenly feeling her. With a shy face she turned to that man &
said, "Choro mujhe ye aap kya kar rahe hai?"

Bhima could make out beads of perspiration on the girl's forehead. He was now
literally cupping her tits & kneeding her ass. He could make out that the girl was
a bit afraid but was enjoying all this. If he could play it right maybe he had a
chance. Bhima playing with her nipple said, "Bol beti accha lag raha hai na tumko?
Waise woh buddha kaun hai tare saath beti?" Pooja was now tensed as it was for the
first time any man was taking such liberties with her. This man was definately more
confident then the boy who had proposed her at her Mama's place. Pooja moved a bit
ahead again & said, "Woh mare Nanaji hai, please choro mujhe, yeh kyon kar rahe ho
aaisa mare saath?"

Bhima didn't pull her near again & letting her off & said, "Kyon?Tujhe accha nahi
lag raha?Maza nahi mil raha aaisa karne se tumko?"

Pooja wanted more of it but was shy & afraid too. But she couldn't say anything. At
last when she was again asked by Bhima she nodded her head & said in a soft voice,
"Jee, accha lag raha hai lekin daar bhi lagta hai. "
Hearing this Bhima caught her hand & pulling her near said, "Haan janta hoon ki
tujhe daar lagta hai, lekin tu chinta mat kar. Mai sab sambhal lunga. Yeh bata,
tera woh buddha bhi saath aanewala hai kya?Kahan tak jaa rahi hai tu is train se?"

Pooja getting a bit relaxed said, "Mai akeli jaa rahi hoon Bhusawal. Yahan apne
Mama ke ghar aaye thi, Nanaji mujhe train mai bithane aaye hai. Ab reservation nahi
hai isliye is bogie mai baithne ruki hoon.

Now both were facing each other. Bhima could make out that this girl was nicely
developed in the right places. Pooja found a bit aged man with a strong physic &
manly looks. Happy to hear that this girl was also going till Bhusawal, Bhima
looking deep in her eyes said, "Dekh mai bhi Bhusawal ja raha hoon. Tu chahe to
mare saath reh. Mai apne baithne ke liye kuch intazaam karunga. Tu rahegi mare
saath poori trip mai?Waise mera naam Bhima hai, tera naam kya hai?"
Pooja's heart was beating fast. She knew that if she agrees to stay with this man,
he will play with her through out whole journey. Though she was a bit afraid, she
had liked the boldness he had shown. Shyly looking at him she said, "Mera naam
Pooja Mishra hai. Dekho agar Nanaji mare liye seat laye to mai wahan baithungi nahi
to aapke saath baithungi. "

Bhima was happy with the boldness this girl was showing. He knew that his journey
would be a great trip this time with this girl. In the crowded bogie he would play
a lot with this girl. She was responding so nicely to his touches. Oh God!If only
he had a berth today, he could have fucked this girl. She was a good piece to go
without fucking. Even if he could play with her today he thought of fucking her in
Bhusawal as he would be there for 2-3 days. Mean while he saw that Pooja's grand
papa returning back. He quickly said, "Dekh Pooja, tera buddha aa raha hai. Seat
mili hogi to mai tare saath aayunga nahi to tu mare saath aa. Aur sun, abhi train
ko 45 minit hai. Tu buddhe se bol ki tujhe pishab karni hai aur waha aa. Tare saath
zara aur baate karni hai. Mai waha jata hoon, tu jaldi aa. "

Saying this, Bhima picked his bag & went to the dead end of the platform which was
totally dark. He saw Pooja talking to her grand papa. Pooja was happy to hear that
her grand papa couldn't manage to find a seat for her. It meant that she could be
with Bhima. Then she remembered that Bhima had called her. She was thinking weather
she should go there or no. Ultimately deciding to go there she told her gand papa
that she will be back soon. Then walking in the direction Bhima had went she too
came to the dead end of the platform. There she saw Bhima standing near a deserted
room. Pooja found her heart beating fast. She didn't know how she was doing all
this today. As she reached near him, Bhima caught her hand & took her behind the
cabin.

After taking Pooja behind the cabin, Bhima put his hand around her waist & pulled
her close. For the first time he saw Pooja neatly. Though it was dark there, he
could make out that Pooja was a sexy girl. Putting his hand boldly on Kusbhu's
chest & gently massaged her tits. Bhima found that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Feeling her hard boobs he said, "Accha lag raha tha na tujhe beti?Maaza aaya tujhe
wahan platform pe?" Pooja was dumbstruck but liked whatever he was doing. She shyly
nodded her head showing her acceptance. Bhima now put his hands under the kameez &
feeling her waist & stomach pulled her more close. It was the first time for Pooja
when someone was so bold & openly playing with her. She was in no mood to resist.
She was just a doll in Bhima's hands. Taking his hand up on onto Pooja's boobs
Bhima said, "Waise mast maal hai tu. Mare saath rahegi to raat bhar mast maaza
dunga. Rahegi na mare saath Pooja beti?"

Feeling a man's hands for the first time on her naked boobs send a shock through
Pooja's nubile body. When Bhima started playinthrough her lips. She felt her throat
go dry. Involuntarily she put her hand on Bhima's hand & said, "Haan uncle, mai
aapke saath rahungi. Bada accha lag raha hai aapke saath rehna. Ab chalo bhi uncle,
train ka time hua hai, mare Nanaji dhoond rahe honge mujhe. "

Bhima now decided to do something so that this girl wouldn't leave his side even if
she got a seat in the train. He removed his hand & said, "Beti, ab train mai na
jane kahan seat milegi. Aaisa karte hai hum pishab karke late hai. Nahi to aaisa na
ho ki train mai bhid ki wajah se poore safar mai muthne hi na mile hame. Mai bhi
pishab karta hoon tu bhi karle. " Saying so Bhima opened his zip & very casually
pulled his lund from the underwear starting pissing in front of Pooja.

Pooja aankhe phadke Bhima Uncle ka lund dekh rahi thi. Zindagi mai pehle baar woh
lund dekh rahi thi. Bhima ka woh kaala mota lund dekhke Pooja sharmai par phir bhi
nazar lund se nahi hata paye. Aaisa nanga lund dekhke Pooja ka jism apne aap garam
hone laga. Usne chudai ki baate suni to thi lekin kabhi lund nahi dekha tha. Woh
Bhima ke lund se beh rahi woh pishab dekh rahi thi. Bhima apna lund muth mai
pakadke ke mut raha tha. Pooja ke samne apna lund besharmi se masalte Bhima bola,
"Aare beti, sirf mujhe hi mutte dekhegi ya tu bhi mutegi?Chal jaldi se salwar khol
aur mut le. Ab poore safar mai na jane kab mutne milega. Chal jaldi kar. " Bhima ke
baat sunke Pooja sharmate ghumke salwar ka naada kholne lagi to Bhima bola, "Aare,
udhar muh karke kyon mut rahi ho beti?Mai jaisa tare samne mut raha hoon tu bhi
mare samne mut. " Pooja sharmate Bhima ki taraf muh karke kameez uppar karke salwar
ka nada kholke salwar aur chaddi niche karke baithke pishab karne lagi,

Bhima shaking his lund of the piss drops could see Pooja's black pubic hair only as
she started pissing. He knew that Pooja was attracted to his lund. He purposely
kept his lund in her view. She was even now abashedly looking at his lund. She too
realised that it was the first time a male was seeing her peeing. Bhima looking at
her said, "Aare sirf dekh kya rahi ho beti, mera lund pakad aur dekh kaisa hai. "
Before Pooja could react, Bhima took her hand & put it on his hot lund. It was the
first time Pooja held a lund. Her whole body shivered with that feel. She could
feel it hard & hot. She kept holding it even after she had finished pissing. After
she finished pissing, Pooja got up & putting on her chaddi said, "Uncle, aapko to
kafi bada hai. Maine mare chote bhai ka dekha hai, woh kitna chodta hai. " But
before she could pull down her kameez, Bhima came a bit ahead & pulling the kameez
from over her boobs stared at her naked boobs. Slowly playing with her nipples
Bhima said, "Aare beti yeh mard ka lauda hai isliye itna bada aur garam hai. Ummm,
Pooja ek dum mast mamme hai tare, khub maza dunga tujhe. Kabhi masalke liya hai
apne mammo ko kissi mard se tune?Tujhe raat bhar khub maaza dunga, mera lund dunga
tujhe, bol mare saath raat bitayegi na?" Pooja pressed her chut between her thighs
with the current she felt by Bhima's action. She murmured a soft reply, "Haan
mujhe acha lagta hai aap jab mere sharir ko hath lagate ho, aap jo bhi bologe
karungi. Jo bhi aap karte ho na Uncle mujhe usme bahut maja aata hai aap jo bhi
kahoge mai karungi per aap bahut jorse masalte ho, please dhire masalo na. " Bhima
looked at the red marks on Pooja's tits & then pulled down her kameez. He purposely
did it so as to keep Pooja's emotions boiling. He knew that she would do anything
for him now, but he wanted this nubile girl full in his control. Playing with her
tight boobs from over the salwar he said, "Koi baat nahi, aaj raat bhar tujhe khub
maza dunga. Chal jaldi se ab salwar na naada laga aur chal platform pe. Mai jake
seat ke liye koi bandobast karta hoon. Tera woh buddha kuch kar nahi saka, ab dekh
mai kuch bhi karke apne liye seat dhoondta hoon. "

Pooja too wanted Bhima to play with her boobs. The male touch on her nipples was so
enticing. She could feel her heart beating fast. Her chut had gone hot, moisting
itself in the process. She tied her salwar & pulled down her kameez. Bhima was
waiting for her. She really wished that Bhima find a seat for them as she wanted to
be with him now that he had given her so much pleasure. Bhima told her to go to her
grand father & he will to & arrange for a seat.
As Pooja went to her grand father, Bhima went to find a coolie who could help him.
He found a gang of 4-5 coolie's standing near by. He went to them & asked in
general if anyone could find a seat for him & his niece. One of the coolie looking
at him said, "Sahab seat to milegi lekin uske liye hum 500 rupiye lange. Ekdum mast
seat hai, koi dikkat nahi hogi aapko. " Bhima found that Rs 500 was too high a
price so he tried to bargain but had to settle for Rs 400. Then the coolie said,
"Sahab yeh seat matlab bogie ka toilet hai. Itne bhid mai koi bhi pishab karne nahi
aata. Aap aaramse jaa sakte ho. Bhusawal to kya 9-10 ghante ka trip hai. Subah aap
utar jaoge. Bolo dedu woh jagah aapko?Waise abhi ek miya-biwi ne dusra toilet liya
hai 700 mai. " Bhima found the idea of sitting in a toilet a bit dirty & said so to
the coolie. The coolie said that since the train was starting from this station the
toilet will be washed clean & he could seat with his niece without any problem. As
Bhima thought about it he realised that it was the best place where he could do
anything with Pooja. Nobody would come there in the crowd & in the noise he could
hide Pooja's voice also. He immediately gave Rs 100 to the coolie & the balance was
to be paid after he got the promised seat.

Bhima came near Pooja & indicated to her that he had got a seat. Pooja was happy as
now she can seat near him through out the journey. After 10 mInutes the train
arrived on the platform. Bhima in the mean while went ahead & Pooja followed him &
was just at his back. She said goodbye to her Nana as both realised that they can't
meet each other because of the crowd. Her grand father told her to take care of
herself & call her when she reaches home, to which Pooja assented. As soon as the
bogie came, Bhima pushed Pooja in front of him. Her grand father just couldn't do
anything but see his grand daughter being taken away by the mass of people. Bhima
feeling her whole body pushed Pooja in. He was literally holding Pooja with one
hand across her chest. He had purposely put his hand on her boobs & was crushing
them hard. Also his hot lund was on her ass & Pooja could feel it. Entering the
bogie, Bhima took Pooja near the toilet. In the way 2-3 boys tried to fondle Pooja.
Seeing this, Bhima hurled them with the choicest abuse, slapping one of the boy
saying how could he do like this with his beti. He purposely said that Pooja was
his daughter so that no boby would be suspicious when he goes in the toilet with
her. Seeing this angry Jatav that poor guys just turned away giving way to Bhima to
reach the toilet. The coolie was standing there. Bhima signalled him & he opened
the toilet door. Bhima made Pooja keep her luggage there & he too kept his bag. He
then give the coolie his balance amount. In the opposite latrine he saw the couple
also paying the promised amount to the coolie's partner. As soon as the coolie
left, Bhima shut the door & now was alone with Pooja.

As told by the coolie the toilet was clean. A florocent tube ws illumenating the
toilet. With the sudden action, Bhima's hand on her boobs, the boys fondling her
ass & stomach & then with Bhima's abuse terrified Pooja. And now with Bhima taking
her in the latrine made her throat go dry. Bhima was watching her with amusement.
He could see her heaving chest which he had massaged some time back. Pooja's face
was full of sweat. Sitting on the western commode, Bhima took Pooja's hand &
pulling her to his lap said, "Ab hame koi disturb nahi karega, koi darwaza bajayega
to maderchod ki maa chod dunga. Ab tu aaramse baithke apne Bhima Chacha se jawani
ki masti le. " Hearing the abuse by Bhima, Pooja got a bit tense but now she
started liking this man who was full of daring. Pooja with a bit of fear & lot of
excitement in her heart said, "Chacha, yeh kya hum toilet mai baithange kya poore
safar?" Playing with her boobs from over the kameez Bhima said "Aur nahi to kya?
Aare is bhid mai yehi ek jagah hai jaha hum koi disturb nahi karega. Is toilet mai
tujhe poori nangi karke teri jawani ke saath mai masti se khel sakta hoon. Aaj raat
bhar mai tujhe bahut maaza dunga meri rani aur tujhe subah tak ladki se aurat bana
dunga samjhi?"

Bhima ke muh se yeh sab baate sunke Pooja poori tarah sharmai. Woh ab samjhi ki
Bhima Chacha ne jaan bujhke yeh jagah chuni jahan woh bindhast uski jawani ke saath
khel sake. Aaisa nahi tha ki Pooja yeh nahi chahati thi lekin ek ajnabi ke saath
woh pehle baar akeli rehnewali thi raat bhar aur woh ajnabi uske saath kya karna
chahata hai yeh usse malum tha. Pooja Bhima ka gussa dekhake daar jati hai per
darne ke baad bhi woh Bhima se door nahi hona chahati kyoki usse pata tha ki yehi
aadmi usse bahut maja dega.

Pooja ke chehere pe daar dekhke Bhima uske mamme masalte bolta hai, "Aare tu kyon
darti hai jaan? Maine un ladko ko galli di isliye?Aare meri rani, koi mard meri
jaan ko bhid mai haath lagaye to kya mai chup rahu?Us maderchod ko yehi nanga karke
uski gaand marunga samjhi?Tu meri amanat hai, bol hai na?" Ab aur sharam se Pooja
ne Bhima ko dekhke haan mai sir hilaya. Itne waqt se Bhima se apna jism masalke, un
ladko ko di maa behan ki galliya, yeh toilet mai uske saath akeli rehna aur ab
fursat mai usse mamme masalke lake Pooja ekdum garm hui thi. Woh aaj is ajnabi
Chacha ke haatho apni jawani lutane tayyar thi.

Train ab horn bajake ahista chalne lagi thi. Toilet ke bahar bahut shor macha tha.
Sab log bhid mai apne liye jagah bana rahe thay. Yahan Bhima, Pooja ke jism ko
haule-haule masalte usse kiss karne laga. Pooja bhi aahe bharte usse saath de rahi
thi. Jaise train ne speed pakda, Bhima khada hua aur apni pant shirt utari****ne
underwear to nahi pehni thi. Apna kala, mota lamba lauda sehlate Bhima bola, "Chal
meri Pooja jaan, ab tu bhi nangi ho jaa. Jo jism ab tak kapdo ke uppar se masal
raha tha usse ab nanga dekhke masalke chodunga. Tujhe aaisa maaza dunga ki tu
duniya bhool jayegi meri jaan. Chal salwar kameez utar teri Pooja. " Poori roshni
mai Bhima ko nanga dekhke pehle to Pooja hakka-bakka reh gaye****ka woh kala mota
lund woh dekhte hi rehi. Yehi woh lund tha jo train mai chadte waqt uski gaand pe
ragad raha tha. Zindagi mai pehle baar Pooja asli mard ka lund dekh rahi thi. Woh
lund ko dekhne mai itni kho gaye ki achanak usse Bhima ka haath uski kamar pe
mehsus hua. Bhima uski salwar na naada khol raha tha. Naada kholke Bhima ne uski
salwar niche khichi aur usse apni kameez utarne kaha.

Pooja ne dhire se apni kameez utha ke usse nikal diya**** ladki ke sine pe woh
chote kadak mamme dekh Bhima ko raha nahi gaya. Pooja ki kamar mai haath dalke usse
pass khichte Bhima baari-baari uske mamme chumne laga. Mamme chumke phir jheeb se
usse chatne laga. Jab Bhima Pooja ke nipples ko chatne laga to Pooja zoro se
siskariya bharte apna sina Bhima ke muh pe dabane lagi. Acche se Pooja ke nipple ko
chatke Bhima ungliyo se unse khelte bola, "Yeh bata meri jaan, niche tune bra kyon
nahi pehni?" Sharam se Bhima ko dekhte Pooja boli, "Maine maa ko bra dane ke liye
bola to woh bol rahi thi ki agle mahine se bra layage mere liye. Woh bhi boli ki
Pooja ab tu itni badi ho gaye hai ki tum ab bra pehna karo. " Pooja ke jism pe ab
sirf black panty thi****ka poora jism niharte Bhima woh jism masalte bola, "Haan
woh to hai, ab tera jism poora bharne laga hai Pooja. Waise teri jaise kamsin ladki
ne bra nahi pehnni chahaye. Tum bra nahi pehnogi to hum jaise mardo ki nazar tumpe
aayegi aur hamare se chudwane ke baad thumhari zindagi banegi. Beti tujhe mai bra
panty dunga. Mera bra panty ka hi dhanda hai. Aaj raat tujhe jwani ka maaza dunga
aur phir bra panty dunga. Waise teri maa ka naam aur umar kya hai?"

Apna jism Bhima ke haatho se masalke late Pooja boli, "Meri maa ka naam Gayatri hai
aur woh 37 saal ki hai. Bhima Chacha kyo nahi pehanna chahiye bra hum ladkio ko?Ab
bolte ho bra panty nahi pehnni chahaye hame aur phir bra panty dane ki baat bhi
karte ho, woh kyon? " Bhima ne Pooja ki chaddi niche khichte usko pori nangi kiya.
Kale jhato se bhari gilli chut dekhke woh bada khush hua. Ungli se uski chut
sehlate usne 2-3 baar Pooja ki chut chum li. Phir ek ungli aahista se Pooja ki un
chudi chut mai ghusate woh bola, "Teri jaise kamsin ladki ko thumhari maa bra
pehnne nahi deti jab tak ki thumhare mamme bade nahi hote. Par tab tak mare jaise
mard ki nazar mai tum aati ho aur phir humse chudwati ho. Mare samne bina bra panty
ke reh tu beti, bus duniya ke baki mardo ke samne bra panty pehnne bol raha hoon.
Bol aajtak koi mard khela tha kya tujhse Pooja?" Besharam hoke apni kamar Bhima ke
muh pe pass dabate Pooja boli, "Nahi, koi nahi khela aaj tak mare badan ke saath
tumhare jaisa. Tum to ekdum acche ho Bhima Chacha. "

Toilet mai dono maderjaat nange thay. Train ab poori raftar se chal rahi thi.
Engine driver jaise baar-baar horn baja raha tha thik waise hi Bhima Kusbhu ke
mamme daba raha tha, mano woh train ka horn ho. Pooja bhi hawas se bhara apna jism
us ajnabi se masalke le rahi thi. Acche se mamme masalke Bhima ne WC pe baitke
Pooja ko niche bithake lund uske chehere pe ghumake lips pe rakh diya. Pooja ko
bahut sarm aaye jab Bhima uske muh pe apna mota lund ragadke muskurte uske lips pe
baar-baar ghumane lagta hai****se woh kitab ki picture yaad aaye jo uski saheli ne
di thi jisme yeh lauda chusna dikhaya tha. Apna lund Pooja ke hootho pe ragadte
aur Pooja ke mamme masalte Bhima bola, "Tujhe acha laga na mera tare jism se
khelna Pooja?Aaj mujhse chuda ke meri rand banaunga tujhe samjhi?Teri koi saheli
chudwai nahi hogi par aajse tu ek Musalmaan ki raand banegi, chal muh khol aur apne
Bhima Chacha ka lauda chus. " Kusbhu Bhima ke lund ko haath mai lake masalte boli,
"Haan Bhima Chacha mujhe accha laga jub tum mere jism se khelte ho. Mujhe nahi
malum meri saheliya bhi kisi ke sath karti hai ya nahi par aaj mai thumare saath
sab karungi. " Itna bolke Pooja muh khole Bhima ka lund chatne lagi**** laude ke
chikna raas usse pehle kaisa to laga par bina kuch bole woh Bhima ka lund chatne
lagi. Ek do baar lund chatke Pooja ne lund ka supada muh mai liya aur usse chusne
lagi.

Jaise hi Pooja Bhima ka lund chusne lagi, toilet ke darwaze pe kissi ne bahar se
dastak lagai. Ek do baar dastak sunke Bhima ko bada gussa aaya. Pooja to daar ke
maare kuch bol hi nahi paye. Apna nangapaan chupane woh uthi aur niche padi kameez
uthake pehnne lagi. Bhima ne usse kameez li aur usse chup rehne bola. Phir usne
pant shirt pehante Pooja ko door ke piche nangi khadi karte aadha darwaza khola. Ek
20-22 saal ka mard wahan khada tha. Zara gusse se woh bola, "Aare Bhai sahab, kitna
time le rahe ho aap?Mai 15 minit se khada hoon yahan. " Bhima ka chehera gusse se
lal hua tha****ne us aadmi ko jalti nazar se dekhke kaha, "Teri maa ki chut,
maderchod harami laude, is bhid mai tujhe kya mutne ki padi hai?Saale maine paise
deke raat bhar ke liye yeh toilet meri beti aur mare liye book ki hai. Phir agar
tune ya kisi ne dastak di to bahar aake gaand marunga uski. Behanchodo, idhar
baithne ko jaga nahi aur mutne ki padi hai tumko. Aur hi mutna hai harami to jake
teri maa ki chut mai mut. " Woh aadmi aur passage mai baithe baki passenger Bhima
ki gandi galli, usse gusse se lal hua chehera aur unche aawaz mai de gaye dhamki
se itne daar gaye ki koi kuch nahi bola. Yeh dekhke pishab karne aaya aadmi bhi
waha se chala gaya. Bhima ko yakeen hua ki agar koi toilet istamaal karne aaya bhi
to bahar ke log usse Bhima ki dhamki batake toilet pe dastak dane se rokange. Sab
logo ki taraf ek baar gusse se dekhke Bhima ne darwaza band kiya. Wahan door ke
piche Pooja daar se nangi hi khadi thi. Phir ek baar Bhima ka woh roop dekhke aur
galliya sunke woh bahut ghabrai thi. Lekin ek hi pal mai us nangi kamsin Pooja ko
dekhke Bhima ke chehera khil gaya aur gussa gayab hua. Nangi Pooja ko baho mai
lake usne chumte jism masalne laga. Thoda time jism masalne se Pooja bhi daar bhul
gaye aur phir uske jism mai vasana bharne lagi. Bhima samjha ki Pooja phir josh mai
aaye to woh commode pe baitha aur Pooja ko niche bithake apna lund uske muh mai
dala. Pooja ab zara bindhast hoke Bhima ka lund chusne lagi.

Bhima aankhe band karke apna lund chuswake le raha tha. Ek haath Pooja ki baalo mai
ghumate dusre haath se Pooja ke nipples se khelte, haule-haule apne lund se Pooja
ka muh chodte bola, "Ah aise hi chusti raho, aur muh khol, mera lund aur andar
lake usse chatke chus aur meri gotiya bhi sehla jaan, tujhe Chamaar ki chinal
banane mai maza aayega. Aaj tujhe khub chodunga. Acha hai na mera lauda Pooja?"
Bhima ke muh se chinal banane ki baat sunke Pooja ko kharab lagta hai. Woh Bhima ka
lund muhse nikalke usse sehlate bolti hai, "Ek baat batao Bhima Chacha, aap mujhe
yeh itni gandi galliya kyon de rahe ho?" Apna lund Pooja ke khule muh mai ghusate
Bhima phir uske mammo se khel te bola, "Kyonki tu meri raand hai, ek Jatav ki
raand. Teri jaise 3 kamsin chut ko maine meri rand banaya hai Pooja, tujhe acha
lagega na meri rakhail banne?" Bhima Chacha se apne nipples sehlane se Pooja ko
bada accha lagta hai. Woh jyada se jyada lund chusne lagti hai. Jab Bhima zara
zorse nipples se khelta tha tab usse dard hota tha aur woh halke se aawaz bhi karti
lekin phir bhi uska maan nahi hua ki Bhima Chacha se door ho jaye. Pooja ek gulam
jaise Bhima ka har kaha maan rahi thi.
Bhima apna lund Pooja ke muh se nikalke uppar karte Pooja ka muh apni gotiyo pe
dabata hai. Un gotiyo ki pasine ka bass Pooja soongti hai. Woh halke se gotiya
chatke bolti hai, "Chacha ab woh 3 ladkiya kaha hai?" Apni gotiya Pooja ko chatne
lagte Bhima bola, "Woh hai mare shehar mai aur jab mai bulata hoon aati hai. Abhi
ek dost ke janam din pe unme se 2 ladkiyo ko maine mare dosto ke saath khub choda
tha. Poore 2 din unko choda aur phir paise bhi diye thay. Tujhe bhi bahut paise
dunga, banegi na tu mare is laude ki raand?" Dosto se chudwane ki baat
sunke Pooja ghabrate boli "Nahi mujhe sirf apki randi banna hai. Aap jo bhi
kahayange mai karungi Chacha. " Itna bolke Pooja phir baari-baari se Bhima ki
gotiya chusne lagti hai. Is ladki ke muh se woh baat sunke Bhima bada khush hua.
Jhukke Pooja ke nipple se khelte woh bola, "Thik hai jaan tu sirf meri randi
banegi, mai tujhe meri special rakhail banake rakhunga par ab tujhe tare badan ko
kisi bhi mard ka haath nahi laga dena hoga samjhi?Tare bhai ka bhi nahi kyonki tu
Bhima ki rakhail hai samjhi?Aahhhhhhh aaise hi gotiya chus meri kamsin randi, aaj
tujhe jannat dunga. "
Bhima ki gotiya chuske Pooja phir uska lund chusne shuru karte boli, "Haan mai
kissi ko bhi apna jism touch nahi karne dungi Bhima Chacha, apne bhai ko bhi nahi.
" Bhima Pooja ko uthake apni nangi jhaang pe bithake uske mammo se khelne lagta
hai. Pooja ko Bhima ka lund apni nangi jhango mai mehsoos hota hai. Pooja ka ek
mamma masalte aur dusra chatke Bhima bola, "Bhai ko tera badan touch karne diya to
woh harami bhi tujhe chodega isliye bhai ko bhi mat chune dena tera jism. Mera lund
itna accha chusa hai tune to ab utni hi teri chudai mast karunga Pooja rand. Aaj
teri chut ko chodke uspe is Chamaar laude ka thappa laga dunga. " Ek sexy angdai
late Pooja Bhima ka lund apne pairo ki bich haath dalke pakadte boli, "Nahi touch
karne dungi mai apna jism mare bhai kobhi kabhi bhi Bhima Chacha kyonki ab mai sirf
aap ki hoon. Per Bhima Chacha yeh app chodne ka kya bol rahe hai?Abhi jo hum kar
rahe thay usse kya bolte hai phir?

"Beti jab mera yeh lund teri is chut(yahan Bhima Pooja ki chut mai ungli ghusata
hai) ghuske teri chut ka parda phadke andar-bahaar hoga tab teri chudai hogi. Pehle
teri chut chodunga aur phir teri yeh mast gaand marke tujhe meri rakhail banake
rakhunga behanchod. Hum teri jaise kamsin ladki ko shadi ke pehle hi chodke
suhagraat ka maaza date hai. Abhi jo tune mera lund chusa woh to sirf khel ki
shuruwaat thi, raand ab tujhe chodunga to dekh itna maaza aayega, bol Pooja tu ab
chudegi na tare is Bhima Chacha se?" Bhima Pooja ka poora jism masalte yeh galliya
itni pyar se de raha tha ki Pooja ko zara bhi bura nahi laga. Pooja balki masti se
Bhima ke saath woh sab kar rahi thi jo Bhima keh raha tha. Bhima ka mota lund
pakadke ab Pooja boli, "Ooooooooh maaaaaaaaaaaaa, nahiii Bhima Chacha yeh to
bahut mota hai, kaise jayega mare aandar?Mujhe to daar lag raha hai. Jab apne
platform pe mujhe masla to mujhe nahi pata tha ki baat yahan tak aayegi. Nahi nahi
Chacha aap woh aandar dalne ki baat mat karo, bahut dard hoga, yeh itna bada mare
aandar kaise jayega?"

Pooja ko khadi karte Bhima ne uski chut ungliyo se failate jhukke chut chatne laga.
Is naye pyar se Pooja behaal hote siskariya bharte Bhima ka muh apne chut pe dabane
lagi. Bhima poori jheeb chut mai ghusake chatne laga. Pooja ki chut ka pani woh
bade taste se pi raha tha. Pooja ki chut chatke usse aur garam karte Bhima bola,
"Aare daro nahi, pehle dard hoga baad mai masti se chudwane shuru karegi samjhi?
Maine teri jaise 3 ladkiyo ko choda hai jo pehle na-na kar rahi thi lekin ek baar
lund chut mai lane ke baad gaand uth-uthke chudwane lagiRahi baat platform ki to
Pooja rand teri maa tujhe bra nahi pehnati to tare mamme uchal rahe thay, platform
pe 3-4 mard ne tujhe masla to bhi tu kuch nahi boli aur is tight silk salwar mai
teri gaand matak rahi thi isliye meri nazar tujhpe gaye, iska matlab tune hi mujhe
lalchaya na?Bol sahi hai na meri raand?" Is baar Bhima zara zorse Pooja ke nipple
pista hai kyonki usse malum hai ki train ki aawaz mai Pooja ki cheek koi nahi sun
sakta.

Pooja zorse cheekhi lekin itni bhi zorse nahi ki aawaz toilet ke bahar jaye. Bhima
Chacha ke haath apne mammo pe dabate woh boli, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh uheeeeeeeeee maaaaaa
chor doooo. Kitne zoro se daba rahe ho?Dard hota hai na chacha. Aap jarur juth bol
rahe hai ki aapne 3 ladkiyo ko choda hai. Mujhe nahi karwana kuch bhi, dekho Bhima
Chacha mujhe choro mujhe jane do. " Pooja ke muh se usse jane dane ki baat sunke
Bhima zara gusse se uska ek mamma chuste, dusra berahmi se masalte chut mai ungli
dalte bolta hai, "Haan choor dunga, pehle masti to karne de. Sali natak mat kar,
itna garam kiya mujhe to kya ab muth maru rand?Teri maa ki chut ek to lund garm
karti hai aur phir natak karti hai. Maderchod yehi tujhe kaat dalunga samjhi?Saali
teri maa bhi harami hai to teri jaise jawan beti ko bina bra ke bhejti hai, woh bhi
kissi ki raand hogi, hai na?Dekh Pooja ab kuch bhi ho, tujhe bina chode jane to
nahi dunga, chahe jo ho jaye. "

Pooja ko 2 jhapad marke mamme aur berahmi se masalte Bhima usko ghuma ke WC pe
kuttiya jaise jhukake lund piche se uski chut pe rakhte ragadne lagta hai. Bechari
Pooja rone lagti hai. Bhima mai aaye is change se daarke woh rote-rote kehti hai,
"Naahhhhii-2 mujhe maat maro Bhima ahhhhhhh ohhhhh nahiii, plzzz maat maro aur meri
maa ko gali maat do****ko kya malum tha ki aap mujhe miloge aur mere sath train mai
aisa karogeee, ahhhhhhhhh chor do. " Pooja yeh bolti to hai lekin jaise hi Bhima ka
lund usse apni chut pe lagta hai usse bahut accha lagta hai****ki chut machalne
lagti hai aur woh mehsus karti hai ki uske nipple kadak ho gaye hai. Yahan Bhima
Pooja ke muh se sirf apna naam sunke aur uski maa ko galliya na dane ki baat sunke
gussa hoke Pooja ke gaand pe thappad marte bolta hai, "Maderchod sirf Bhima bolti
hai raand?Teri maa ki chut tujhe aur teri maa ko aur galiya dunga, kya ukhadegi
meri randi?Behanchod teri maa ne tujhe dhang ke kapde pehnaye hote to na meri nazar
tujhpe padti aur na mai tujhe chodne yahan lata, hai na?Bol hai na teri maa harami
Pooja?"

Bhima Pooja ki kamar pakadke lund uski chut pe ragadte zara sa dabata hai****ke
lund ka supada ab Pooja ki chut ko khol chuka hai. Isse Pooja ko dard hota hai aur
woh tadapti hai****ki saase atak jati hai zindagi mai pehle baar chut mai garam
lund ke ahsaas se**** dard se bachne ke liye woh Bhima ki kamar pakadte bolti hai,
"Sorry Chacha, mujhse galati hui, phir kabhi aapko naam se nahi bulaungi. Aur haan,
meri maa harami hai, woh jaan bujhke mujhe aaise kapde pehnati hai jisse mardo ki
nazar mujhpe pade aur woh mujhe taang kare.

Woh jalti hai mare roop se isliye aisa karti hai. Ab please mujhe choro Chacha, mai
dard nahi seh payungi. Aaaaaaaaaah mujhe chor do ahhhhh. " Pooja ke muh se uski
baat ki beizzati sunke Bhima ko accha lagta hai. Woh Pooja ki kamar aur kaske
pakadte lund aur zara chut pe dabake bolta hai, "Behanchod tujhe chor dunga to yeh
khada lund kya teri maa ki gaand mai dalu chinal?Mujhe pata hai teri jaise kamsin
randi ki maa badi chinal hai. Sali natak kiya to yehi maar dalunga tujhe. Maderchod
chal taange khol teri, mare lund ko teri chut phadni hai rakhail. Kya mast maal hai
tu chinal, chal khol pair tare. "

Bhima ki galliya aur dhamki sunke Pooja daar ke apne pair kholti. Bhima ki maar aur
galliyo se usse bada daar aur dard hota hai aur woh is baat se zara jyada tadapti
hai. Ab bhi woh daar se apne pair kholti hai. Pooja ko kaske pakadke Bhima ek
dhakka deta hai aur lund ki topi aandar ghusti hai. Jaise hi lund ka bada supada
Pooja ki kamsin chut mai ghusta hai woh dard se chilla uthti hai, "Uuuuuuheeeeeee
maaaaaaaaaaaaaa ohhhhh maarrrrrr gaayyeeee, nahiiiiiiii Chhhaaaacccchhhhaaaaa
niikkkkaaalllooooo llluuuunnndddd muuuujjjjhhhheee dddddaaaaaarrrrdddd hooooo
rrraaaaaahhhhaaa hhaaaaaaaaiiiii. " Pooja ke dard ki parwah kiye bina Bhima ab
Pooja ke muh pe ek haath aur kamar mai dusra dalke usse kaske pakadte zorse lund
ghusata ko dhakka dake chut mai ghusata hai. Lund Pooja ki chut ko berahmi se
phadke aandar ghusta hai. Pooja dard se behaal hoke chillana chahati hai par Bhima
uska muh aur kaske padakte bolta hai, "Aahhhhh teriii maaaa kiiii chhhuuuutttt kyaa
tiiiiggghhtttt chuuttttt haiiiiii teeeerrrrrii raaaaanddddd. Teri maa ki chut aaj
sahi mai mast ladki mili hai is Jatav ko, behanchod teri maa ko bhi chodna chahaye
jisne aaise garam beti paida ki, le chinal ab tujhe dekh kaise meri raand banata
hoon. "
Bhima ko apne lund pe Pooja ka garam khoon mehsoos hota hai. Isse woh ab aur
berahmi se Pooja ko chodne lagta hai. Woh bechari ladki is Jatav lund ke ghusne se
behaal hoke rone lagti hai****se aisa lagta hai uski chut ko Bhima Chacha ne phad
diya hai. Woh chillake apna dard nikalna chahati hai par Bhima usse woh rihayat bhi
nahi deta. 15-20 baar lund chut mai ghusake nikalne ke baad jab Bhima Pooja ke muh
pe rakha haath zara halka karta hai to Pooja ki siskariyo bhari aawaz usse sunai
dane lagi. Pooja bechari rote bol rahi thi, "Aaaaaaaaah shhhhhhhhhhhoooooohhhhhhh,
ahhhhhhhh uheee maaa maaarrrrrrrrrr gaaayyyee uuufffffff nahiiiii
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, umm Bhima Chahcha aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh meri choot ko maat pharo
ahhhhhhhhhh nikalo naaa aapna lund. Ahhh mai maar jaunge ahh uhee maa aaree yeh to
bahut mota hai uhee maaa mujhse nahi hoga aahhh. " Bhima ko Pooja ki in baato pe
bilkul bhi taras nahi aata****ka mota kala lund kissi teer ki tarah ander ghuste
Pooja ki chut ko cheerte chod raha tha.

Pooja ke muh pe rakha haath hatake usse Pooja ke mamme masalte Bhima Pooja ko chod
raha tha. Pooja ek bebus kuttiya jaise commode ka sahara le jhukkke apni chut
pehle baar marwake le rahi thi. Badi bedardi se mamme masalte Pooja ki chut chodte
Bhima bola, "Nahi marne dunga tujhe randi, ab to aur chudwana hai tujhe chinal,
behanchod kya garam chut hai tu. Saali platform pe bhi dada ke samne masti kar rahi
thi aur phir mutne aaye mare saath to bindhast apne chut dikhi. Yeh le aur le aur
le maderchod chut, phatne de teri chut, tare jaise ladki humse chut phatwane ke
liye hi paida hoti hai. Sab thik hoga, abhi dekh 5 minit mai dard khatam hoga aur
tu khud chudwane lagegi samjhi? Saali teri maa ko bhi chodunga, woh bhi mast maal
hai na?" Pooja ki chut zara gilli hone se ab Bhima ka lund zara aasani se uski chut
mai ghus raha tha. Bhima ke muh se apni maa ke liye di gaye gandi galliyo se bhi
usse sharam aa rahi thi. Apni chut phatne ke dard se Pooja sisakte boli,
"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uheeeeeee maaaaaaaaa Bhiiiiiiiiimmaa Cchacha ummmmmm ummmmm
choro naaaa uheee maaaaa bahut dard ho raha hai. Aaahhhhhhh sach mai phat gayegeee
ummmmm ahhhhhh. Chacha bahut dard ho raha hai, please jane do mujhe. "

Pooja ki request ko unsuna karke Bhima berahmi se uske mamme dabate chut marne
lagta hai. Pooja bhi zara pair relax karti hai aur ab Bhima ka lund Pooja ki gilli
chut mai aaram se chudai karne lagta hai. Pooja ki chut itni gilli ho gaye thi ki
Bhima ki chudai se facha fach ki aawaz aa rahi thi. Ab dono haatho se Pooja ko
kaske pakadte Bhima lambe dhakke date bola, "Dekh sali chilla rahi thi par chut
gilli hui na?Kaise masti se ab lund le rahi hai teri chut, bol raand hai na tu
meri, bol maderchod jaldi bol nahi to ab gaand marunga teri, teri maa ki chut mast
maal hai tu. Aur faila apne pair Pooja aur dekh tujhe jannat dikhata hoon. " Pooja
ko ab maaza aa raha tha aur woh bhi gand hilane lagti hai. Itne mote lund se maza
to aa raha tha par dard bhi ho raha tha jise siskiya bharte woh boli,
"Aahhhhhhhhhhhohhhhhhhhhhh uheeeee plzzzz dhireeee karo naaa Bhima Chacha. Abhi bhi
dard ho raha hai lund ghusne se. Mujhpe reham khao aur dhire-dhire chodo mujhe
Bhima. "

"Aaramse maru?Kyon tujhe chodta hu to teri maa ki gaand mai dard hota hai kya
chinal?Maza aa raha hai na ab tujhe?Saali mujhe phir naam se pukarti hai raand?
Dubara mujhe naam se pukara to gaand maruga teri. Harami, mai tare baap ki umar ka
hoon, zara izzat se naam le mera. Kya teri maa ne tujhe itna bhi nahi sikhaya
randi?Acha lag raha na mera Jatav lund chut mai?Pooja maderchod ab tujhe meri raand
banake rakhunga. " Pooja ke nipples khichte Bhima train ke speed mai uski chut chod
raha tha. Is dard aur galliyo se Pooja behaal ho rahi thi par usse ab aaisa lag
raha tha jaise ki uski chut mai lakho chitiya halchal macha rahi thi. Pooja bhi
masti mai aake apni gand aage piche karke chut marwa rahi thi par dard khatam nahi
hua tha. Woh besharam hoke apne baap ki umar ke aadmi se chudwa ke le rahi thi. Woh
ab dard aur maaze ke andaz se boli, "Ahhhhhhh haaaa mai tumhari rand hui Bhima
Chacha,

please mujhe maaf karo, mai ab aapko kabhi naam se nahi pukarungi. Ummmmm chodo
mujhe par zara aaram se, abhi dard ho raha hai Bhima ahhhh dhire karo naa ander
uhee maaa. " Ek haath se Pooja ke mamme masalte dusre haath se Pooja ki nangi gand
pe thappad marte Bhima bola, "Ab aaye na line pe rani?Saali phir kabhi naam se
pukara to tare yeh nipple chaba dalunga. Aare meri pyari jaan, yeh dard abhi
khatam hoga samjhi, abhi acha lagega tujhe aur tu khud zorse chodne bolegi mujhe.
Meri jaan ab zara thik se bata tu meri kaun hai?" Chudai ka speed ab aur tez karte
Bhima berehmi se Pooja ki chut chod raha tha.

Pooja Bhima ke is tez dhakko se uchakti hu aur uski chekh nikalti hai kyoki Bhima
Chacha ka mota aur lamba lund ab uski bacche dani se takrata hai baar-baar. Aankhe
band karte woh Bhima ke haath apne mammo pe dabate bolti hai, "Aahhhhhhhhhhh uheee
maaaa accha Chacha mai aapki randi hoon, aapki kamsin randi Pooja hoon mai,
ahhhhhhhh aur chod Chacha, ab maaza aa raha hai. Poora lund dalo meri chut mai aur
jaisa chahe waisa chodo mujhe. " Itna kehte Pooja apni chut aur relax karti hai aur
ab Bhima ka lund aur zorse usse chodne lagta hai. Pooja ke mast mamme berahmi se
masalte, dhakke pe dhakka dake Bhima usko chod raha hai. Pooja ke muh se aur zorse
chodne ki baat sunke woh khush hoke bolta hai, "Haan meri jaan, mare laude ki rani,
tujhe khub masti se chodunga. Teri jaise kamsin ladki ko masti dena mujhe acchi
tarah aata hai. Waise sali teri maa kaise hai?Teri jaise mast chut ko chodne ke
baad ab usse chodne ka dil hai jisne itni garam chut paida ki. Kya teri maa bhi
tare jaise sexy maal hai kya Pooja raand?" Pooja ko ab Bhima duniya ka sabse accha
insaan lag raha tha****ke dimaag ne kaam karna band kiya tha. Ab uske dil-o-dimag
mai sirf lund aur chut hi tha. Ab Bhima ki chudai se uski chut se aawaz nikal rahi
thi. Pooja ko Bhima ka garm lauda ander baher hone se ab bahut accha lag raha tha.
Besharam hoke woh boli, "Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh ummmmmmmmm ahhhhhhhhh ummmmmmmmm ohhhhhhh
Bhiiiiimmmmmaaaaaa Chaaaaccccchaaaaaa ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, meri maa meri jaise
sunder hai Chacha, tum usko bhi chod lena ummmmm ahhhhhh. Woh badi sexy hai aur
mujhe accha lagega agar aapne usse choda to. Uffff Chacha chodte raho mujhe, mujhe
bahut maaza aa raha hai. "

Ab dono relax hoke chudai ka maaza le rahe thay. Pooja ko apni pehle chudai ka sahi
maaza de raha tha Bhima aur usse khushi thi ki is kamsin unchudi chut ko usne khola
tha. Barabar dhakke marte woh bola, "Teri maa tare jaise sundar hai to usse zaroor
chodunga, mujhe to naye-naye chut chodne ka bada shouk hai. Teri maa ko tare jaise
chodke khub masti dunga mai. Maaza aa raha hai na chinal? Dekh liya na tune mera
mota lund chut mai?Kyo ghabra rahi thi chinal? Chal masti se chudwake le randi. "
Pooja niche haath dalke apni chut mai ghuste nikalte Bhima ka lund mehsus karte
bolti hai, "Ahhh ufff Chacha, maaza aa raha hai apne mote lund se. Bahut dard diya
pehle par ab usse jyada maza de raha hai aapka lund. Chacha aap meri maa ko ghar
mai aake chod lena, woh din bhar ghar mai rehti hai. Jaisa aapne mujhe pataya waise
hi maa ko patao. Ummmmmmmmmmm ohhh Chacha aur chodo mujhe meri chut ko zorse
chodte raho. " Pooja bechari ko pata bhi nahi tha ki woh is mard ko uski maa ko
chodne bula rahi thi matlab kya kar rahi thi. Is kacchi umar mai acche bure ka
khayal bhi nahi tha usse****se yeh bhi pata nahi tha ki koi bhi shadi shuda aurat
kissi gair mard ke saath chudati nahi.

Bhima Pooja ki is masumiyat ko samajh gaya aur is baat pe khush hote uski peeth
chumte bola, "Tu meri sabse acchi raand hai, saali maderchod tu teri maa ko mujhse
chudwane tayyar hui. Pooja teri jaise raand ho to maza aayega. Mai zaroor teri maa
ko chodunga tare ghar aake meri chinal. Tu jo itna mast hai to teri maa bhi mast
hogi. Mujhe pata hai itne mote lund se pehli chudai karte waqt dard hota hai par
jaan ab to tujhe bhi ab maaza aa raha hai na?Chut mai lund lane ke baad accha lag
raha hai na?Pooja ab zadne ke baad teri gand marunga chinal. Tujhe meri khass randi
banaunga, tujhe bahut paise dunga aur tare jism se khub khelunga. " Bhima Pooja ke
mamme berahmi se nochte, nipple khichte chod raha tha. Woh Pooja ko jitna jyada
dard de raha tha utni hi Pooja jyada garm hoke siskariya bharte chudwa le rahi thi.
Pooja aahe bharte dil kholke chudwake late boli, "Bhima Chacha ummm bahut accha lag
raha hai. Meri maa ko bhi jarur chodna aap****ke liye mai khud apko mare ghar le
chalungi. Ummmmmmm bahut accha lag raha hai aur chodo mujhe ummmmmm. Chacha mujhe
lagta hai kuch nikalne wala hai meri chut se. Lagta hai mai phir mutnewali hoon
Chacha. "

Bhima samjha ki Pooja ab zadnewali hai. Woh Pooja ko kaske pakadte aur zorse usse
chodne laga. Ab Pooja ki gilli chut ki chudai se facchh-facchhh ki awaz aa rahi
thi. Pooja badi zorse aahe aur siskariya bhar rahi thi. Bhima bhi uska jism nochte,
masalte chod raha tha. Woh bhi ab zadnewala tha. Pooja ki chut full gaye thi uski
halat Bhima ke mote lund ne bahut kharab kar di thi. Par itne hone ke baad bhi
Pooja jee bharke chudwake le rahi thi. Jab Pooja ki chut ne paani chora to woh
sihar gaye aur apna jism jakhadte boli, "Ahhhhhh Bhimazzzz Cchhhhaaaaccchhhhhaaaa
dekho mera mut nikla. Mujhe ajeebbbbbb lag raha hai Chacha. Mujhe kaske pakdo
Chacha, bada accha lag raha hai, umm ahhhhhhhhhh Cccccchhhhhhhaaaaccccchhhhhaa. "
Jiase Pooja ki chut ne paani chora Bhima bhi Pooja ki chut mai aakhri dhakko ki
barsaat karte Bhima bola, "Meri randi jaan, tune abhi pishab nahi ki, ab teri chut
ne pehle chudai ka paani chorna hai. Tujhe chodke mera lauda bhi zadne wala hai.
Maderchod randi, teri chut ki pehle chudai ka pani teri chut mai hi dalunga
aaaaahhhhhhh yehhhhhhhh leeeeeeeeeeeeeee
chhhhhhhhiiiiinnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllllll llllll
mmmmmmmmmaadeeeerrrrcchhhhhodddddddd kkkaaaaaammmssssiiiiiiinnnnnnn
raaaaaannnnnndddddddddddddd leeeeeee meeeeeeerrrrrrrraaaaaaa
paaaannnnnniiiiiiiiiiii. "

Pooja ki kamsin chut mai Bhima ka lund aakhri baar tight hoke jaise zadne lagta
hai, Bhima Pooja ko kaske pakadke mamme dabata hai. Lund ke dhakke chut mai dake
woh apna paani Pooja ki chut mai dalte bola hai, "Aahhhhhhhh leeee meeeeriiiii
cchhhhhutttt meriiiiiii kkkaammmsssiiiinnn raannnnndddddddd. Maaaazzzzzzzaaaa
aayaaaa saaaalllliiiiiii tujhe chodne Pooja. Le mare laude ka pani le teri chut
mai. " Bhima ke lund ka garam paani ka ahsaas Pooja ko apni chut mai hota hai aur
woh apne dono haath piche karke Bhima ko apne badan se aur satati hai.

Zadne ke baad thoda time dono waise hi khade rehte hai. Pooja ka jism pyar se
masalte Bhima apna lund Pooja ki chut se bahar nikalta hai****ke lund pe Pooja ki
kamsin chut ke pani ke saath zara sa khoon bhi laga hai. Jab dono ki sase normal
hoti hai, Bhima ne Pooja ki chaddi se pehle pyar se Pooja ki chut saaf karke phir
apna lund saaf kiya. Woh chaddi side mai rakhte woh phir commode pe baithke nangi
Pooja ko apne goad mai bithata hai. Pooja ab sharma raha thi. Hawas ki pyas bujhne
ke baad usse ab is anjaan mard ke samne nangi rehne kaisa to lag raha tha****ne
niche padi kameez uthake apne sine pe rakhi. Bhima uski baat samjha aur pyar se
Pooja ko chumte bola, "Bol Pooja, accha laga mujhse chudwake aur meri randi banke
tujhe chinal?Bol meri raand banke kaisa lag raha hai?" Aur jyada sharmate Pooja
boli, "Uummmmmmm chacha bahut accha lag raha hai itna maja kabhi nahi mila. " Pooja
ki baat sunke Bhima usse bahoo mai bharke pyaar se 1-2 baar chumke zara aaram karne
lagata hai.

the end !