Ashu’s sex confession where he got fucked like bitch part 2
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Usne mujhe ek lambi, geeli kiss di, aur main toh bas “ahh” bolte hue uske muh mein khoya hua tha. Uski tongue meri lips ke saath khel rahi thi, aur main bhi poora madhosh ho raha tha, “uhh” nikal gaya mera. Phir Imran ne kiss roki aur meri gardan pe apne garam hoth rakh diye. Bhai, woh feeling—jaise koi current daud gaya! Usne dheere se meri gardan pe chuma, phir thoda sa kaata. “Ahh, Imran!” main thoda sa chilla pada, par usne turant apni jeebh se wahan sahlaya, aur main toh bas uske touch mein pagal ho gaya. Woh rukne ka naam hi nahi le raha tha meri chhati ki taraf badha aur meri nipples pe apne hoth rakh diye. Pehle toh usne dheere se chusa, phir ek dum se kaata. “Uhh, bhai!” main chilla utha, par usne meri kamzori bhaamp li.
Woh 10-12 minute tak meri nipples ko peeta raha—kabhi chusta, kabhi kaatta, kabhi jeebh se sahlata. Main toh bas “ahh… uhh…” karta raha, poora madhosh, jaise koi aur duniya mein hu. Jab main poora doob chuka tha, Imran ne ekdum se apni position badli. Woh meri chhati pe aa gaya, aur bhai, ek jhatke mein usne apna 7-inch, thik-thak mota lund mere muh ke paas le aaya. Usne apni shirt ke button kholne shuru kiye, aur jab shirt utri, toh bhai, kya body thi! Mazdoor wala kaam karta tha, toh uska badan ekdum tarasha hua—na zyada mota, na patla, bas perfect. Thodi si chhati pe baal, aur woh mazboot baazu jo mujhe pehle se hi pagal kar rahe the. Maine bhi apni shirt utari, thodi sharam ke saath, kyuki main toh 39 ka hu, thoda sa dhaancha bhi mature ho gaya hai, par Imran ne mujhe aise dekha jaise main koi model ho. “Jaan,” usne kaha, aur ek haath mere face pe rakha.
“Ashu, jaan,” usne dheeme se kaha, aur phir dheere se apna lund mere muh mein ghusa diya. Main thoda chaunk gaya, par uski aankhon mein woh pyaar bhari garmi thi, toh maine bhi respond kiya. Pehle dheere-dheere uska lund chusa, par Imran toh ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne mera sar pakda aur fiercely mere muh ko chodne laga. “Uhh… jaan…” uski awaaz nikal rahi thi, aur main bhi “ahh” karta hua uska saath de raha tha. Poora rythem se hil raha tha vo.. fir Ekdum se usne mera sir kas k pakda aur apna maal mere gale mein utaar diya, garam aur thik-thak quantity mein. Main toh bas “uhh” bolte hue usko feel karta raha. Uski pakad itni mazboot thi k mere paas use pee jaane alawa koi chaara nahi tha… use mujh par taras aaya aur usne mera sir chhod diya… main dhmm se gadde par aa gira… Mujhe laga ke bas, ab yeh shaant ho gaya hai. Imran do pal ke liye chup ho gaya, bistar pe let gaya, aur main uthne laga. Par bhai, usne mujhe wapas kheench liya, apne upar!
“Kahan ja raha hai, jaan?” usne kaha, uski aankhein abhi bhi bhookhi si lag rahi thi.
Maine bola, “Bhai, kal milte hain na!”
Par usne meri ek na suni. Usne mere hoth phir se choosne shuru kar diye, aur main “ahh” bolte hue wapas uske jadoo mein khone laga. Woh meri nipples pe toot pada, kabhi kaat-ta, kabhi chusta, aur main bas “uhh… Imran!” chillata raha. Ab toh Imran poora wild ho gaya. Woh mere poore badan pe chumta aur chaatta raha—meri chhati, pet, thighs, har jagah uski jeebh aur hoth mujhe pagal kar rahe the.
“Ahh… bhai, kya kar raha hai!” main bolta raha, par woh ruka nahi. Phir usne mujhe palta diya, aur bhai, meri gand ke paas apni jeebh le gaya. Jab uski jeebh meri gand mein ghusi, toh mere poore shareer mein sihran daud gayi. “Uhh… Imran, yeh kya!” main chilla pada, par woh bas dheeme se hasa aur bola, “Kuch nahi hoga, jaan, bas mujhe tujhe feel karne de.” Maine thoda mana kiya, par usne meri ek na suni. Pahle usne thodi si thook lagayi, fir tel main bheegi.. pehle ek ungli daali, phir do, aur main “ahh… uhh…” karta raha, poora uske control mein.
Jab use lga k main kho chuka huin.. to achanak usne apna lund meri gand ke paas rakha aur ek jhatke mein topa andar ghusa diya. “AHH!” main cheekh utha, dard se mera sar ghum gaya.
Par Imran ko iska andaaza tha usne mera muh apne haath se daba diya aur dheeme se bola, “Bas 5 minute, jaan, mera saath de. Phir tu jo bolega, wohi karenge.” Main chilla raha tha, “ahh… uhh… Imran, dheere!” par woh dheere-dheere apna pace aur depth badhata gaya. Uska lund meri gand mein andar-bahar ho raha tha, aur dard ke saath ek ajeeb si masti bhi chadh rahi thi.
Woh “uhh… jaan…” bolta raha, aur main bhi “ahh… uhh…” karta hua uska saath deta raha. Aise hi 10-12 min main tadapta raha aur us zaalim ko mujh par koi taras nahi aaya.. Phir ekdum se usne poocha, “Kahan lena hai, jaldi bata!” Main poora madhosh tha, aur bola, “Mujhe face pe chahiye!” Usne 10-12 jabardast jhatke diye, “uhh… Ashu!” bolte hue, aur phir bahar nikal ke meri chehre pe apna garam veerya chhod diya. Bhai, woh feeling jaise koi garam shower mere chehre pe! Main “ahh” bolte hue usko feel karta raha, aur woh bhi “uhh” ke saath shaant ho gaya.
Ab Imran poora shaant tha, bistar pe let gaya, aur main bhi uske bagal mein pada raha, dono paseene se bheeg ke. Kamre mein ab sirf hum dono ki saansein sunayi de rahi thi. Clock dekha toh raat ke 10 baj gaye the.
Maine bola, “Bhai, ab main chalta hu, mama ke ghar jana hai.”
Imran ne mujhe ek lazy smile di aur bola, “Jaan, itni jaldi? Thodi der aur ruk ja.”
Par maine kaha, “Nahi bhai, kal milte hain.” Usne mujhe ek tight hug diya, aur ek last kiss meri forehead pe di.
“Tu mera hai, Ashu,” usne kaha, aur main bas smile karke nikal liya. Mama ke ghar pahuncha toh raat ho chuki thi. Thak ke bed pe gira, par dimaag mein Imran ka chehra, uska touch, aur woh “uhh… jaan” wali awaaz ghum rahi thi. Thodi der baad phone pe notification aayi
Imran ka message: “Jaan, kal shaam Nehru Park mein milna, aur phir mere kamre pe aana. Abhi toh bas shuruaat hai.”
Bhai, yeh padh ke mera dil phir se dhadakne laga, aur main sochne laga ke kal kya kya hone wala hai!
Stay tuned.
