Internship became sexy horny fun part 1

Dosto ye kahani hai Aashu Sharma ki, 39, trainer in a tech company Ambala ke paas, kaam karta huin. 5’7”, solid, bhara hua badan, aur interns ko apna mureed bnaane ki kabiliyat. Uska strict aur thoda masti bhara andaaz class ko ekdum live bana deta tha. Naya batch aaya tha – local college ke launde, sab seekhna chaahte the. In mein se ek tha Daksh, 21 saal ka, slim but hard body, kaan mein ek shiny baali, college ki T-shirt aur tight jeans jo uske bulge ko ekdum saaf dikhaati thi.

Daksh ka swag aur uski naughty smile Aashu ko baar-baar khinch leti thi. Class mein Daksh hamesha sharart main aage hota. Ulte seedhe sawaal poochta, Aashu ke paas rukta, aur uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak, thodi curiosity (aur shayad thodi hawas).

Aashu, Daksh ki yeh naughty harkatein notice karta. Kabhi-kabhi uske kandhe pe haath rakh deta, just for fun, lekin Daksh ka thoda zyada close aana Aashu ke dil mein aag laga deta tha. Ek din, jab Aashu instrument panel ki wiring sikha raha tha, Daksh uske itna close khada tha ke uski saansein Aashu ki gardan pe tickle kar rahi thi.

“Sir, yeh wire yahan jayega?” usne dheere se poocha, uska tone bahut sexy tha.

Wiring ke bahaane, Aashu ka haath Daksh ki thigh se takraya, aur woh bulge… fuck, Aashu ko laga current laga!

Lekin Daksh peeche nahi hata, balki aur close aa gaya, uski aankhon mein ek wild aag thi. Aashu ne jaldi se haath hata liya, face normal rakha, lekin Daksh ki smile bol rahi thi ke usne sab samajh liya.

Usi shaam, Daksh ne Aashu ka WhatsApp number maanga.

“Sir, kuch doubts hain, circuits ke,” usne bahaana banaya.

Aashu ne hans ke number de diya. Raat ko phone baja:

**Daksh:** Sir, Sunday ko aapke ghar aa jaun? Circuits ke doubts hain, class mein time nahi milta.

**Aashu:** Arre Daksh, Sunday ko main Yamunanagar mein hota hoon. Itna door aayega?

**Daksh:** Sir, please! Mujhe samajhna zaroori hai. Main aa jaunga, bas thoda time chahiye. Chai mat pilana aap.. lekin bula to lo! 😜

**Aashu:** Theek hai, 11 baje mere flat pe aa ja. Par jaldi nikalna, no excuses!

Aashu ko ye to samajh aa raha tha ke Daksh ka plan kuch aur hai, aur sach bolun, woh khud bhi is aag mein thoda jalna chahta tha.

Sunday subah 11:15 bje ke kareeb, Yamunanagar mein Aashu ne apne chhote se flat ka darwaza khola. Woh bas ek loose grey T-shirt aur black boxer shorts mein tha, baal bikhre hue, thodi si neend bhari aankhein. Daksh khada tha, tight black T-shirt aur jeans mein. Daksh ne muskurake bola,

Hello Sir! Kaise ho?? uski aankhein Aashu ke solid badan ko scan kar rahi thi.
“Mast, tu bol?” Aashu ne thodi si hug dete hue kaha aur usse andar bulaya.

Table pe circuit diagrams ki books aur laptop ready the. Thodi der baat karne ke baad Daksh ne bag main se ek bottle nikali.

“neembu-paani laya hoon, sir. Maine bnaya hai.. Pehle yeh try karo!” usne hans ke kaha.

Aashu ne thoda sa piya, aur baatein shuru hui. “Bol, kaunsa diagram samajh nahi aaya?”

Aashu ne thodi si sakhti se poocha, table pe diagram kholte hue. Daksh uske paas wali chair pe baith gaya, itna close ke unki thighs touch ho rahi thi.

“Sir, yeh wala circuit… resistor aur transistor ka connection,” Daksh ne notebook dikhate hue kaha, lekin uska dhyan Aashu ke chehre pe zyada tha.

Aashu explain karne laga, par Daksh aur close aa gaya. Uski saansein ab Aashu ke gaal pe feel ho rahi thi.

“Daksh, itna close kyun aa raha hai?” Aashu ne hans ke poocha, lekin uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha.

“Sir, bas, aap itna achha samjhaate ho, close se dekhta hoon,” Daksh ne naughty andaaz mein kaha, aur uski ungli Aashu ki baazu pe dheere se phisli. Aashu ko laga current laga! Woh samajh gaya ke circuit ab sirf bahaana hai.

Daksh ne apni notebook band ki aur Aashu ki taraf dekha.

“Sir, sach bolun? Mujhe circuits se zyada aap mein interest hai,” usne dheere se kaha, aur Aashu ke aur close aa gaya.

Aashu ne peeche hatne ki koshish ki.

“Daksh, yeh galat hai. Main tera teacher hoon,” usne kaha, lekin uski awaaz mein ab woh taaqat nahi thi, neembu paani ka nasha asar dikhaane lga tha.

Daksh ne Aashu ka haath pakda. “Sir, bas ek baar…”

usne kaha, aur dheere se Aashu ke lips pe kiss kar diya. Aashu ke muh se ek soft “aah…” nikla.

Daksh ne kiss continue rakhi, uski jeebh Aashu ke lips ko lap-lapa ke chus rahi thi.

“Fuck… Daksh…” Aashu ki saansein tezi se chalne lagi.

Daksh ne Aashu ko bed pe dhakka diya aur uski T-shirt utaar phenki. Aashu ka bhara hua badan ab uske saamne tha. Daksh ki aankhein chamak uthi. Usne Aashu ki chest pe jeebh pherni shuru ki, aur jab uski jeebh Aashu ke nipples pe pahunchi,

Aashu ke muh se ek loud “uhh…” nikla.

Daksh ne notice kiya ke Aashu ka badan ekdum soft ho gaya. “Yeh toh aapki weakness hai, sir,” Daksh ne naughty smile ke saath kaha, aur Aashu ke nipples ko suck karne laga.

“Aah… Daksh… bas kar…” Aashu ki awaaz kaanp rahi thi, uska badan jaisa bikhar raha tha. Daksh baar-baar Aashu ke nipples ko chusta, thoda sa kaat-ta, aur Aashu ki “aah… uhh…” ki siskariyaan pure room mein goonj rahi thi.

Daksh ab full-on top tha. Usne Aashu ke lips ko phir chusa, uski jeebh Aashu ke muh mein ek juicy fruit ki tarah khel rahi thi.

“Sir, ab meri baari,” Daksh ne kaha, aur apni jeans utaar di. Uska lund, jo ab rock-hard tha, Aashu ke saamne ekdum fudak raha tha. Daksh ne Aashu ko bed ke headrest ke sahaare baithaya aur apna lund uske muh ke paas le aaya.

“Suck karo, sir, please” usne dheere se kaha, uski awaaz mein ek wild command tha. Aashu, jo ab vaasna mein dooba tha, ne thodi si jhijhak ke saath Daksh ka lund apne muh mein liya.

“Aah…” Daksh ne ek zor ki siskari bhari. Aashu ki jeebh uske supaade pe dheere-dheere ghum rahi thi, aur Daksh ne Aashu ke baal pakad ke usse aur deep push kiya.

“Uhh… sir… aur andar…” Daksh ne haanfte hue kaha. Aashu ka gala ab Daksh ke lund se choke ho raha tha, uski aankhon mein paani aa gaya. “Hmm… uhh…” Aashu ki dabbi siskariyaan nikal rahi thi. Daksh ka lund uske muh mein itna deep ja raha tha ke Aashu ka saans ruk raha tha.

“Fuck… sir, you’re killing it…” Daksh ne haanfte hue kaha, aur Aashu ko aur zor se choke karvaya. Karib 7-minute tak Aashu ne Daksh ka lund chusa, uski jeebh aur lips Daksh ke supaade ko tease karte rahe, aur Daksh ki “aah… haan… aur…” ki awaazein room mein gunj rahi thi. Daksh ne Aashu ka muh chhoda aur phir uske lips ko chusne laga.

“Fuck, sir, aapke lips toh heaven hain,” usne kaha, aur Aashu ke nipples ko phir se suck kiya. Aashu ki “aah… Daksh…” ki siskariyaan phir shuru ho gayi.

Daksh ne Aashu ke boxer shorts utaar diye, aur Aashu ki chikni, bhari hui gand dekh ke uski aankhein chamak uthi. “Sir, yeh toh pura maal hai,” usne kaha. Usne Aashu ki taangein uthayi aur uski gand ke ched ko apni jeebh se sehlane laga.

“Aah… Daksh… kya kar raha hai…” Aashu ki siskari nikal gayi. Daksh ki jeebh uski gand ke soft hothon ko lap-lapa ke chaat rahi thi, aur Aashu ka badan masti mein chatpata raha tha. “Uhh… haan… aise hi…” Aashu ne haanfte hue kaha, uska sir pillow pe idhar-udhar hil raha tha. Daksh ne Aashu ko ghodi banaya, jaisa usne kisi blue film mein dekha tha. Usne Aashu ke chutad failaye aur apni jeebh ko aur deep le gaya. “Aah… uhh… Daksh…!” Aashu ki siskariyaan ab zor se thi. Daksh ki jeebh uski gand ke har kone ko chaat rahi thi, aur uska thook Aashu ki chikni gand ko aur wet kar raha tha aur Aashu bas siskariyaan leta raha “aah… ha… uhh…!” Kareeb 10-minute tak Daksh ne Aashu ki gand chaati, aur phir uska man chudai ka hua.

Usne Aashu ko peeth ke bal litaya aur apni jeans ki jeb se lignocaine gel nikala. Thodi gel apne lund pe mali aur thodi Aashu ki gand pe.

“Yeh kya, Daksh?” Aashu ne haanfte hue poocha.

“Sir, bas maza dugna karne ke liye,” Daksh ne hans ke kaha.

“Ab relax karo.” Daksh ne Aashu ki taangein apne kandhon pe rakhi aur apna lund Aashu ki gand ke muhaane pe tikaya.

“Aah… dheere…” Aashu ne kaha, par Daksh ka josh ab rukne wala nahi tha. Usne dheere se dhakka maara, aur uska supaada andar ghus gaya.

“Uhh…!” Aashu ki zor ki siskari nikli. Daksh ne ruke bina, dheere-dheere apna pura lund Aashu ki gand mein pel diya.

“Aah… Daksh… ruk…!” Aashu ne cheekhte hue kaha, uska chehra dard aur masti se bhara tha. Daksh ne Aashu ke kandhon ko pakda aur dheere-dheere kamar hilani shuru ki.

“Aah… uhh… sir, aapki gand toh gazab hai,” Daksh ne haanfte hue kaha. Aashu ki siskariyaan tezi se chalne lagi

“aah… ha… Daksh… dheere…” par Daksh ka josh chadha hua tha. Usne speed badha di, aur har dhakke ke saath Aashu ki “aah… uhh… ha…” ki awaazein room mein gunj rahi thi. Daksh beech-beech mein jhuk ke Aashu ke nipples chusta, aur Aashu ka badan har baar soft ho jata.

“Fuck… Daksh… tu mujhe pagal kar dega,” Aashu ne haanfte hue kaha. Daksh ne phir Aashu ke lips chuse, uski jeebh Aashu ke muh mein ek juicy fruit ki tarah khel rahi thi.

“Hmm… uhh…” Aashu ki siskariyaan Daksh ke muh mein dab rahi thi. Daksh ab pura top tha, Aashu ko neeche dabaye hue. Uska lund Aashu ki gand mein zor-zor se andar-bahar ho raha tha.

“Aah… sir… you’re fucking unreal…” Daksh ne kaha, aur uski kamar ki speed aur tezi se chalne lagi. Aashu ka chehra tadap aur masti se bhara tha, uski aankhein laal, aur saansein tezi se chalne lagi. “Aah… Daksh… bas… uhh…” Aashu ki siskariyaan ab cheekh ban gayi thi. Daksh ne Aashu ko kaske pakda, aur ek aakhri zor ka dhakka maar ke jhad gaya.

“Aah… fuck!” uski siskari nikli, aur Aashu bhi usi waqt climax pe pahunch gaya. Dono haanfte hue bed pe dher ho gaye. Daksh ne Aashu ke seene pe sar rakha aur dheere se kaha,

“Sir, yeh toh ekdum mast shot tha. Phir kab?” Aashu, jo abhi bhi haanf raha tha, ne hans ke kaha,

“Pehle tu circuits samajh le, phir dekhte hain.”

Agle din company ki class training mein Aashu fir se wahi strict trainer tha. Daksh saamne bench pe baitha, kuch likh raha tha.

“Daksh, phir se report adhoora hai tera? Sudhar ja!” Aashu ne sakhti se kaha. Daksh ne sar uthaya, thodi si smile di, aur bola,

“Ji sir, agli baar pakka!” Uski aankhon mein wahi naughty spark thi, aur Aashu ko laga jaise dono ek secret share kar rahe hain, jo koi aur nahi jaanta.

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