Used in House Party [Part 2]

Desi Spin the Bottle Se Nange Mard aur Kutta Ki Raat

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Raat ab bilkul alag mood mein aa chuki thi. Pehle wale chit-wale tasks band. Naveen ne sabko living room ke centre mein bitha diya – sofa hata ke ek bada circle banaya. Beech mein empty floor, ek khali beer bottle, aur side mein cold beers ke glasses. Main abhi bhi sirf white bikini briefs aur socks mein tha. Baaki saare mard – Naveen, Prasanna, Prashant, Rajesh, Aditya, Nilesh, Selvan – abhi kapdon mein the.

Naveen ne bottle uthayi aur bola, “Ab naya game. Classic spin the bottle, lekin desi twist ke saath. Har spin pe jis pe bottle rukti hai, woh apna ek kapda nikaaleg a. Yeh kutta uske paas jaake woh kapda utarega aur side mein rakh dega. Jab tak sab bilkul nange nahi ho jaate, game chalta rahega. Aur jo bhi pehle poora nanga hota hai, usko ek special chance milega – woh is kutte se jo marzi karwa sakta hai. Soft, kinky, vulgar… jo mann kare. Samjha saale?” Main “Ji sir” bola. Dil zor se dhadak raha tha.

Pehli spin Naveen ne khud ki. Bottle ghumi… ghumi… ruk gayi Aditya pe. Aditya hasa, “Yeh le, saale. Watch rakh de.” Main uske paas gaya, uski wrist se watch dheere se utari, side table pe rakh di. Uske haath pe soft kiss diya. Sab hasne lage. “Pehli spin pe watch! Chalu hai yeh Aditya.”

Doosri spin meri. Maine bottle ghumayi. Ruk gayi Prashant pe. Prashant ne apni chain nikalne ko kahan. Main uske gale se chain utari, uske chest ke baal meri ungliyon mein aa gaye. Chain side rakh di. Teesri spin. Bottle Prasanna pe ruki. Usne apni ring nikaali. Main uski ungli se ring utari, uske haath ko soft chaata.

Aise hi round chalte rahe. Har spin pe main uth ke us aadmi ke paas jata, jo kapda woh offer karta usko dheere-dheere utarta. Shirt ke button ek-ek karke kholta, unke chest aur pet pe haath pherta, kabhi-kabhi jeebh se halka lick bhi de deta. Pant ka zip dheere kholta, underwear ke upar se bulge feel karta. Sab log gaaliyan de-de ke maza le rahe the. “Saale ki haath kitni soft hai… kapde utarte waqt hi lund khada kar deta hai,” Rajesh bola.

Ek round mein Selvan ki shirt utari. Uske muscular chest pe oil jaisa paseena tha. Maine shirt nikaalte waqt uske nipple pe soft kiss diya. Usne mera sar daba ke “Chaat bhi le thoda” bola. Mainne short lick diya. Dusre round mein Nilesh ki pant utari. Uske thick thighs aur tight briefs nikal aaye. Main pant neeche khinchte hue uske calves pe haath pherta raha.

Aise hi kaafi spins hue. Rings, chains, watches, shirts, pants… ek-ek karke utarte gaye. Main har baar unke body ko touch karta, kabhi jeebh se chaatta, kabhi soft grope. Room mein sirf bottle ki ghumne ki awaaz, unki hassi, aur meri saansein. Phir ek spin aisi aayi ki bottle Rajesh pe ruki. Uske paas ab sirf underwear bachi thi. Usne muskura ke underwear ke elastic mein ungli daali. “Nikaal de, saale.”

Main uske paas knees pe baith gaya. Uske underwear dheere-dheere neeche khincha. Uski thick, dark, half-hard cock bahar nikal aayi, heavy balls ke saath. Main underwear pure paer se nikaal ke side rakh diya. Rajesh ab bilkul nanga tha – broad shoulders, muscular chest, thick cock dangling. Sabne taali bajayi. “Pehla nanga! Rajesh bhai!” Naveen bola, “Ab tera chance. Is se jo marzi karwa.”

Rajesh ne mujhe apni taraf khincha, sofa pe baith gaya, legs faila ke. “Aa, seductive lap dance de. Bilkul randi jaisa. Slow, dirty, apni gand aur lund ragad ke.” Main uske saamne khada hua. Music nahi thi, lekin main dheere-dheere jhumne laga. Pehle uske saamne turn liya, apni gand uski taraf ki, neeche jhuk ke cheeks failaye. Phir uski god mein aa ke baith gaya, apni hard cock uski thick lund pe ragadne laga.

Aage-peeche grind kiya, uske chest pe haath pherta, nipples soft pinch kiye. Usne mera sar pakad ke apne muh ke paas laaya, “Aur slow… apni gand ragad.” Main uski lund pe apni gand circle mein ghumata raha, precum se dono sticky ho gaye. Paanch minute tak dirty lap dance diya – kabhi uske thighs pe baith ke, kabhi khade ho ke apni cock uske face pe rub karke. Jab utra toh usne mera muh pakad ke thook daala. “Achha nacha, randwa.” Main “Ji sir” bola.

Game phir shuru. Bottle ghumi. Ab baaki log bhi ek-ek kapda kam karte gaye. Main unke bache-kuche kapde utarta raha – kisi ki socks, kisi ki briefs. Doosra aadmi poora nanga hua – Prasanna. Uske paas last briefs thi. Maine woh bhi nikaal di. Uski dark, thick cock spring ho ke bahar aayi. Usne apna chance liya. Mere paas ek half-filled beer glass tha. Usne glass uthaya, apni hard cock aur heavy balls us cold beer mein duboye. Foam uske tip pe chipak gaya, beer thodi cloudy ho gayi. Phir glass mere haath mein diya. “Poora pi, saale. Meri lund aur balls ka swaad leke.”

Main glass uthaya. Uske precum aur beer ka mix. Maine dheere-dheere piya – salty, bitter, thoda thick. Galey se utarte hue meri aankhen band ho gayin. Sab has rahe the. “Chutiya, beer mein lund ka pani pi raha hai!” Prashant chillaya. Jab glass khali hua, main “Ji sir” bola. Usne mera muh khol ke apni abhi-bheegi cock soft daal di, “Ab saaf bhi kar le.” Mainne short suck diya.

Teesra nanga hua Aditya. Usne apna chance use kiya. Naveen ke phone se Blinkit pe urgently kuch order kiya – snacks and chips. “Ab tu nanga door pe ja. Delivery wale ko offer de – agar uska mann ho toh lund chuswa. Nahi toh bas parcel leke aa.” Doorbell baji. Main bilkul nanga door pe gaya. Bahar ek 30 saal ka fair, avg body ladka khada tha – Blinkit uniform mein. Usne meri nangi body dekhi, aankhen badi. Maine soft bola, “Bhaiya parcel.”

Usne mujh se payment mangi tabhi Aditya bhi piche se aa gaya aur bola andar aa jao main abhi gpay karta hu. Tab usne dekha room sab aadhe nange ya poore nange the wo thoda dar gaya. Aditya ne tabhi us se bola are dar mat hum sab mard hai tu bhi bas ise lund chusne ka aur gand me lene ka shauk hai to hum sab sath me maze le rahe … tujhe maze chahiye to tu bhi kar le. Usne mera sar pakad ke delivery boy ki pant ki taraf kiya. Main apna face upar se hi uske lund pe ragada, uska lund pehle hi ye sab dekh kar khada ho gaya tha, maine turat uski pant kholi aur lund bahar nikala. Usne chaddi nahi pehli thi.

Mujhe uska mota lamba lund dekh kar maza aa gaya main turat use chune laga aur balls chatne laga. Wo bhi maze lene laga aur bolta hai “Achha chus raha hai saale” lagbhag 10 minute ke bj me wo mere muh me nikal gaya aur phir payment li aur chala gaya. Sab mere liye taaliyan baja rahe the. “Delivery wale ko bhi chus diya isne! Lucky kutta.”

Phir se bottle spin aur ab Chautha nanga hua Nilesh. Usne apne paer mere muh pe rakh diye. “Chat, saale. Proper foot worship. Toes, soles, sab.” Main lit gaya. Uske warm, thode sweaty soles pe jeebh feri. Toes ek-ek karke muh mein liye, choose. Long licks soles pe. Usne “Aur zor se… beech ki line bhi” bola. Main kutte ki tarah uske paer chaat raha tha jab baaki log gaaliyan de rahe the – “Paer chaatne wala kutta”, “Gandu saala”.

Paanchva nanga hua Selvan. Usne room mein ek chhota towel phenka. “Ab se tu kutta hai. Char pairon pe chal. Woh towel muh se uthake mere paas la. Phir meri lund aur balls kutte jaise chaat. Tail hila.” Main char pairon pe aa gaya – haath aur knees. Muh se towel uthaya, uske paas ghisat ke gaya. Usne towel liya aur bola, “Ab chaat.” Main uski cock aur balls pe jeebh ferne laga – long dog-like licks, slurping sound, kabhi-kabhi soft bark jaisi awaaz nikaali.

Usne “Tail hila, saale” bola toh main apni gand hilane laga. Bahut humiliating tha. Sab log has-has ke gaaliyan de rahe the – “Kutta saala”, “Bhauk bhi”, “Gand hilata ja”. Main 5-6 minute kutte jaisa act karta raha. Phir next nanga hua host Naveen khud. Usne side table se ek chhota remote-controlled vibrator nikaala – slim, black. “Yeh le. Sabke saamne apni gand mein daal. Main control karunga.”

Main saamne hi let gaya, legs failaye. Vibrator pe thoda lube lagaya, dheere-dheere apne hole mein soft push kiya. Bahar ka part thoda bahar tha. Naveen ne remote on kiya – pehle low vibration. Meri body hil gayi. Usne speed badhayi. Main moans nikaalne laga, cock dripping. Sab dekh rahe the. “Dekh saale ki gand mein machine ghusi hui hai… face dekh!” Naveen kabhi slow karta, kabhi tezz. 7-8 minute tak control kiya. Main almost cum karne wala tha jab usne band kiya. “Nikaal ab.” Mainne vibrator nikaala, sticky. “Ji sir…”

Aakhiri nanga hua Prashant. Usne last chance liya. “Ab se raat bhar rule yeh hai – jab bhi kisi ko release karna ho, yeh kutta glass ya bottle mein collect karega. Phir ya toh piyega, ya washroom mein fenk aayega. Choice uski, lekin collect zaroor karega.” Sab maan gaye. Thodi der baad Nilesh utha, “Mujhe jaana hai.” Main uske saamne knees pe baith gaya, ek empty glass liya. Usne apni soft cock glass mein rakh ke release shuru kiya – garam stream. Glass half bhar gaya. Usne “Ab decide kar” bola. Maine thoda sip liya – warm, salty – phir baaki washroom mein fenk aaya. Sab hasne lage. “Thoda pi liya chutiye ne!”

Is tarah poori stripping complete hui. Ab saath ke saath eight nange mard living room mein the – saat dominant, ek unka kutta. Body pe sweat, beer, precum ke stains. Air heavy with sex aur sweat. Naveen ne mera chin uthaya. “Ab sab nange hain. Ab asli masti shuru. Tu abhi bhi hamara service boy hai. Agle tasks aur dirty honge.”

Aakhiri nanga Prashant hone ke baad ab circle mein saat mard bilkul nange khade the – Naveen, Prasanna, Prashant, Rajesh, Aditya, Nilesh, Selvan. Unki thick, dark, fair, muscular bodies, dangling cocks, heavy balls, hairy chests, sab kuch open. Main abhi bhi sirf apni tight white bikini briefs mein tha, cock andar se pure hard aur precum se geeli ho chuki thi. Naveen ne mera haath pakad ke beech mein khincha. “Ab tu bhi aa centre mein, saale. Itni der se sirf kapde utarta raha, ab teri baari.”

Sabne mujhe gher liya. Rajesh ne aage badh ke mere briefs ke elastic mein dono haath daal diye. “Yeh chutiya abhi bhi kapdon mein hai… nikaalte hain iski bhi izzat.” Usne zor se khincha. White fabric fatak se phat gaya. Prasanna ne doosri side se pakad liya aur ek jhatke mein poora faad diya. Briefs ke tukde unke haathon mein aa gaye. Meri hard, precum-leaking cock jhatke se bahar nikal aayi, balls tight. “Saale ki lund dekh… kitna tight Khada hai!” Aditya hasa. Nilesh ne bache-kuche white kapde ke tukde aur neeche se khinch ke alag fek diye. Ab main bhi bilkul nanga tha – sirf socks.

Turant do-teen log mujhe neeche litane lage. Main floor pe back ke bal lit gaya. Rajesh aur Prasanna ne meri legs faila di. “Gand faila, randwa,” Rajesh bola. Usne meri ass cheeks dono haath se khol di aur seedha muh laga diya. Uski jeebh mere hole pe padi aur soft, geeli, gandi tarah se chaatne lagi – hole ke around circle, thoda andar tip, phir pure crack mein upar se neeche. Prasanna doosri side se aaya aur usne bhi jeebh daal di. Do jeebhein ek saath meri gand chaat rahi thin. Main moans nikaalne laga.

Tabhi Naveen ne cold beer ka glass uthaya aur seedha meri faili hui gand pe daal diya. Thandi beer meri crack mein behne lagi, hole pe, balls pe. “Ab kha iski beer-wali gand,” Naveen bola. Rajesh aur Prasanna dono ne beer se bheegi meri ass ko jeebh se chatna shuru kar diya – slurping sound, beer aur mere taste ka mix. Koi meri balls ko muh mein leke soft choose raha tha, koi meri cock ke base pe jeebh fer raha tha. Aditya aur Selvan upar aa gaye. Aditya ne mere chest pe muh rakha aur mere nipples ko soft kaatne laga – daant se halka press, phir jeebh se choos. Selvan meri biceps pe latak gaya, jeebh se pure arms chaat raha tha, underarms tak.

Nilesh meri thighs pe aa gaya. Usne meri inner thighs ko jeebh se long licks diye, kabhi soft daant se dabaya, kabhi balls ke side chaata. Main bilkul beech mein lit a tha – saat mard mere pure body pe faila hue. Koi meri gand chaat raha tha beer ke saath, koi chest kaat-choos raha tha, koi biceps aur shoulders chat raha tha, koi thighs aur ass cheeks. “Saale ki body pe sab ka muh laga hua hai… dekh kaise machalta hai!” Prashant haske bola. Usne mera muh khol ke apni thick cock soft daal di, “Chus bhi le beech mein, chutiye.”

Main unki jeebhein, unke daant, unke haath, unki cocks – sab feel kar raha tha. Meri apni cock pure hard thi, tip se continuous precum nikal raha tha. Main pure excited ho chuka tha – humiliation, maza, gand mein jeebh, beer ki thandak, pure body pe unke muh… sab mil ke mujhe pagal kar raha tha. “Randwa saala kitna nahi raha hai… lund dekh iski!” Naveen ne meri cock pakad ke slow stroke diya jab baaki log meri gand aur chest kha rahe the.

Paanch-saat minute tak aise hi chalta raha – meri gand beer se bheegi hui chaati ja rahi thi, chest pe daant ke soft nishaan, thighs pe jeebh ke geele raaste, underarms chaate ja rahe the. Main unke neeche lit ke unki seva le raha tha aur de bhi raha tha. Jab woh thode hat e toh main haath-paer faila ke lit a raha tha – body pure sticky, saliva, beer, precum se covered, cock still throbbing, gand thodi open aur sensitive.

Naveen ne mera chin uthaya. “Ab sab nange hain. Tu bhi. Ab asli raat shuru hoti hai, saale. Teri gand, teri lund, tera muh… sab hamara hai aaj.” Sab log mere around khade the, unki cocks hard, aankhon mein bhook.

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