Hi, mera naam Karan Kapoor hain. Main 33 saal ka hun aur mujhe sex mein kafi dilchaspi hain.
Yeh kahani mujhe mere reader ne send ki thi. For safety, I will use fake names. Ab kahani mere reader ke point of view se yeh rahi.
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Mera naam hain Rachna, 44 saal ki, ek shaadi-shuda aurat aur ek bacche ki maa. Zindagi poori tarah se normal chal rahi thi – ghar, pati, bachcha. Lekin andar se main khud ko din-ba-din bore feel kar rahi thi. Har din ek jaise kaam, pati ka hamesha office ke kaam mein busy rehna, aur meri khud ki body jo dheere dheere ekdum udaas ho gayi thi.
Tabhi meri zindagi mein entry hui Seema didi ki.
Seema didi mere colony mein rehti thi aur unki kitty parties famous thi. Har koi kehta tha ki unki parties mein high-class log aate hain. Ek din unhone mujhe casual invite kar diya. Pati office tour pe the, to maine socha ek baar dekhne jaati hoon.
Main jab party mein pahunchi to sab ladies ek se ek hot dresses pehni hui thi. Short skirts, deep neck blouses aur open hair. Mujhe dekh kar sab muskuraaye, jaise main ek nayi bakri party mein aayi hoon.
Seema didi ne mujhe force karke ek glass wine pakda di.
“Rachna, thoda taste karo… tumhe pasand aayega.”
Pehle to main mana karti rahi, lekin unhone itna insist kiya ki maine ek sip liya. Wine ka taste pehle ajeeb laga, lekin do-teen sips ke baad body ekdum light feel karne lagi.
Phir unhone mujhe ek chhota sa vape pen diya.
“Bas ek puff… mast lagega.”
Main hichkichayi, lekin sab ladies kar rahi thi to maine bhi ek lamba puff le liya. Dheere dheere mujhe lagne laga jaise main kisi aur duniya mein hoon. Body relax aur halki si garmi feel ho rahi thi.
Music loud tha, lights dim thi. Ek tall aur handsome aadmi, jo party ke host lag rahe the, baar-baar meri taraf dekh rahe the. Maine bhi wine ke nasha mein ek chhoti si smile de di. Bas usi moment se game shuru ho gaya.
Seema didi ne mere kaan mein slowly kaha, “Rachna, tumhe dekh kar lagta hi nahi ki tum maa ho… tumhari body abhi bhi jawaan hain. Mard pagal ho jaayenge tumpe. Bas, thoda apna comfort zone tod do.”
Unki baaton ne mere dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi phaila di. Mujhe pehli baar laga ki, ‘Shayad main bhi sirf ek maa ya biwi se zyada hoon.’
Uss raat sirf drinks aur thoda dance hua… lekin mere andar ek nayi bhook jag chuki thi.
Main ghar wapas aayi to raat ko bistar pe karvatein badalti rahi. Mujhe lag raha tha jaise wo handsome aadmi abhi bhi mujhe dekh raha hain… aur main pehli baar imagine kar rahi thi ki koi aur mard mere itne kareeb ho.
Agli kitty party mere liye ek turning point thi. Seema didi ne mujhe phone pe hi bola tha, “Rachna, ab tumhe sirf drink aur dance nahi… thoda aur aage badhna hain. Tumhari asli khoobsurati tabhi nikhregi jab tum khud ko free chhod dogi.”
Main pehle nervous thi, lekin andar hi andar curious bhi. Iss baar main ek deep neck black dress pehen kar gayi, jo Seema didi ne hi select ki thi. Jab mirror mein dekha to khud mujhe apni cleavage dekh kar thoda sharam aayi, lekin dil se ek ajeeb sa thrill ho raha tha.
Party usual tarah shuru hui – drinks, music, dance. Tabhi wahi tall, handsome aadmi jo pehle wali party mein mujhe dekh raha tha, mere paas aaya. Naam tha Vikram, late 40s ka hoga, well-settled businessman.
Usne ekdum confident smile ke saath mera haath pakad liya aur bola, “Madam, aapko dance floor pe le jaaun?”
Wine ke nasha aur Seema didi ki baaton ne mujhe already soft bana diya tha. Main halki si muskaan ke saath unke saath dance floor pe chali gayi.
Music slow ho gaya. Vikram ne mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya. Pehle to main thodi tense thi, lekin jab unki body ka touch meri boobs ke against feel hua… meri saansen tez ho gayi.
Unhone dheere se mere kaan ke paas kaha, “Rachna ji, aap bohot khoobsurat ho… aur main maanta hoon ki aap jaise beauty kisi ek mard ke liye kaafi nahi ho sakti.”
Meri body ekdum sharam se red ho gayi. Maine kuch bola nahi, bas aankhen jhuka li.
Dance ke beech unke haath neeche slide hote hue meri kamar tak aagaye, phir dheere se back pe. Mujhe pehli baar laga jaise kisi ne mujhe maa aur biwi ke label se bahar, ek aurat ki tarah touch kiya ho.
Music khatam hone ke baad, wo mujhe ek corner table pe le gaye. Do aur drinks aaye. Thodi der baatein karne ke baad, unhone mera haath pakad kar gently squeeze kiya.
“Chalo, thoda fresh hawa le aate hain…”
Hum dono balcony pe chale gaye. Wahan light dim thi aur hawa halki si chal rahi thi. Main abhi kuch samajhti hi ki achanak unhone meri thodi upar karke hothon par apne lips rakh diye.
Mujhe shock laga. Main pehle resist karne lagi… par jaise hi unki zubaan mere lips ke andar ghusne lagi, meri aankhen bandh ho gayi. Body mein ek bijli si daud gayi. Maine pehli baar kisi aur mard ke kiss ka mazaa liya.
Unke haath ab meri cleavage ko softly press karne lage. Mere mooh se halki si awaz nikli, “Ahhh… please…”
Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha main rokna chahti hoon ya enjoy karna. Lekin meri chut garam ho chuki thi. Panty andar se wet feel kar rahi thi.
Vikram ne dheere se meri dress ka zip khola aur apna haath seedha andar slide kar diya. Unki ungli ne jaise hi meri nipple ko chhua, main zor se karah uthi, “Uhhh… haaa… mat karo…”
Par meri body ulta unke touch ko aur tight pakad rahi thi. Mere hoth apne aap unke lips pe dobara gir gaye.
Uss raat balcony pe hi meri zindagi ka pehla “paraya touch” complete hua. Vikram ne meri boobs ko bar-bar press karke meri saari sharam tod di. Main bas moan karti rahi unke gale se chipak kar.
Uss raat maine samajh liya tha, main ab sirf ek biwi ya maa nahi rahi. Mera asli rang abhi nikalna shuru hua tha.
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Rachna ke saath aage kya hua, yeh hum jaanenge agle part mein.
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