Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 54.2 (Shobha Bhabhi Aur Delivery Boy Ke Karname) free porn video
Narrated by Shobha
Main Prakash ko uksati hui boli: Sharmao mat batao. Wayse bhi main akeli thi, husband bahar gaye hai. Isi liye tumhe rukne boli taki khate waqt koi baat karne mill jaye.
Prakash: Haan woh to sahi kaha aapne, hum bhi apne room akele rahte hai. Akelapan kabhi kabhi kaatne ko daudta hai.
Main: Haan aur pati ke naa hone par tumhare jaysa koi aa jaye to maza hi aa jaye.
Ispar woh mujhe dekha to main boli: Matlab baat karne ke liye boli.
Prakash: Haan haan, pata hai, hum bhi wahi samjhe.
Mujhe pata tha ki woh kya samajh raha hai.
Main: Kabse ho Bangalore?
Prakash: 3 saal ho gaye.
Main: Aur ye kaam?
Prakash: Wahi 3 saal se hum yahi kaam kar rahe hai. Saat hi kabhi kabhi cab bhi chala lete hai.
Main: Oh! Kafi mehnati ho, mujhe ayse mehnati mard bohut pasand hai. Wayse aaj se pahle kisi ne tumhe ayse apne ghar khana khilaya hai?
Prakash: Nahi madam, aaj tak nahi. Aap sachme dill ke bade achche ho.
Main muskurati hui boli: Are aysa kuch nahi hai. Tum aysa mat socho aur haan ye madam ki jagah tum Shobha bula lo.
Prakash: Nahi madam, hum wayse customer ko nahi bula sakte.
Main: Offo, bahar aao apne kaam se, shift khatm ho gayi hai tumhari.
Tabhi chamach se thoda pasta neeche mere seene par giri. Seene se hoti hui woh mere robe ke andar girne lagi to main boli: Offo dekho tumhare madam bolne ke chakkar mein giradi maine.
Main apne ek haat se robe ko thodi si kholi aur sarkate hue apni bra mein chupi ek boob bahar nikalti hui pasta ko ungliyo se saaf karne lagi. Ayse besharm harkat karti hui mujhe maza aane lagi aur yahi uske saat bhi hua.
Woh mujhe khule aam tadne laga. Shayad dawayi ka asar dheere dheere uspar hone laga tha. Main pasta pochkar apne boob ko andar dali aur fir use ghoorte dekh boli: Ayse kya ghoor rahe ho.
Prakash hadbadata hua nazar hataya aur plate se khate hue bola: Kuch… kuch nahi madam.
Main: Ab agar tumne mujhe madam boli na to sachme mein payse nahi dene wali tumhe.
Agle 5 minute mano room mein sannata sa chha gaya. Shayad mere boob ka nazara uski bolti band kar rakhi thi. Woh ab bhi apni janghe dabakar baitha tha, shayad uska lund tann chuka tha jise woh ayse baith chupa raha tha.
Mera pasta khatm ho hi gayi thi to main uthi aur boli: Ye bhi kha lona thoda sa hi hai.
Prakash: Nahi nahi, madam matlab Shobha ji. Ho gaya mera.
Main uske taraf jhukti hui plate se pasta uske plate mein deti hui boli: Abhi kaha hua, maine to kuch diya hi nahi ab tak hone ko.
Prakash meri baat par mujhe dekha to main aage boli: Matlab maine paasta di nahi na to kaha se hogi.
Mere pasta dene par woh apna plate hatate hue bola: Nahi Shobha ji bas kafi hai.
Main: Offo, lona khatm karo ise.
Main zabardasti uske plate mein dalne lagi. Woh plate hatane laga aur fir chamach se ek bada gola pasta ka seedhe uske pant ke upar zip ke paas ja giri.
Main: Are ye dekho tumhare karan kya ho gaya.
Prakash: Koi baat nahi madam, hum saaf kar lenge.
Woh apna haat se use pochne gaya to main turant uska haat pakdi aur boli: Chee ruko tissue paper laati hoon. Tum khao.
Main apni plate li aur kitchen jakar apna muh dhoyi aur fir tissue paper lekar uske paas gayi. Jakar main saaf karne ke bahane jhuki to woh hadbadate hue bola: Nahi nahi, hum kar lenge aap tissue paper de do.
Main: Tum khao baba, main kar deti hoon na.
Prakash: Nahi please, hum kar lenge.
Maine uski plate se chamach mein pasta li aur uske bolte muh mein niwala daal kar boli: Ab khao aur chup raho.
Uske paas chara nahi tha aur main tissue paper seedhe uske pant ke upar lagakar rgadne lagi. Uski nazar mere robe ke andar hilne se jhulti boobs par thi. Pochti pochti main akhir apne mukaam par pahunch hi gayi.
Ab main uske pant mein tane lund ko tissue paper se dabati hui saaf kar rahi thi aur boli: Ye kya hai. Ye jo chupa rakhe ho?
Prakash: Nahi nahi, ku… kuch nahi hai. Aap jane do.
Main: Zaroor kuch chupa rahe ho, batao kya hai.
Prakash ab ghabrata hua bola: Sachchi madam kuch nahi hai.
Main: Jhoot mat bolo. Kuch to chupa rahe ho aur ghabra to ayse rahe ho jayse ki kuch chura kar chupaaye ho.
Prakash: Are madam aap galat soch rahi ho.
Main: To dikhao warna abhi security ko bulaungi.
Prakash: Nahi nahi waysa mat kariyega. Meri job udd jayegi. Please.
Main: Hmm to dikhao.
Prakash: Woh… madam woh hamara.
Main firse jhuki aur uske zip ko kholne lagi par is baar woh kuch na bola na rokne ki koshish ki. Shayad bechara sachme darr gaya tha ki kahi main security na bula dun aur uski job na khatm ho jaye.
Bhale apne is harkat pe mujhe kharab lagne lagi. Par ye soch kar karne lagi ki antt mein to iska bhi fayda hai. Kuch second lagi mujhe aur fir apna haat andar daal uske chaddi ke upar se uske lund ko pakad li.
Kafi sakt aur mota ho chuka tha uska lund. Main jayse tayse uske underwear se uske lund ko kheech taan ke bahar nikali aur use dekhte hi boli: Wow!
Prakash bina kuch bole baitha raha. Aur main uske lund ko haat mein lekar upar neeche dheere dheere hilane lagi. Sach kahu to is ladke ka lund sachme kafi tagda tha. Sakt lamba aur mota bhi. Soch mein pad gayi ki kya ye sachme aysa hi hai ya meri di tablet ka asar tha.
Prakash chup chaap baitha raha. Main uske lund ko aur achche se haat mein naapti hui apne aankho mein utarne lagi aur boli: Wow! Tumhara to mere pati se bhi bada hai.
Main lund chor kar uth khadi hui aur boli: Ho gaya pasta?
Prakash: Haan. Ho gaya.
Main use wash basin ke taraf dikhati hui boli: Plate kitchen mein rakh do aur muh dhokar aao.
Prakash utha aur apne lund ko wapas pant mein dalne laga to main boli: Aa aa! Use wahi bahar rahne do. Jao ab. Muh dhokar aao.
Prakash kitchen ko gaya aur fir wash basin mein muh dhone laga. Itne mein main apni robe ka nada kholi. Saath hi apni panty aur bra turant khol kar pheki aur sofe par baith gayi.
Jab woh mere samne aaya to hakka bakka khada taadne laga. Main robe kholkar dona taraf kholdi aur apni phailayi tango ke saath peet tika kar baithi thi. Uske samne mere nange boobs aur khuli jangho ke beech mulayam choot khane ko taiyaar rakhi hui thi.
Main: Khane ke baad kuch meetha khaoge?
Prakash meri nange jism ko dekh khoya hua tha aur bola: Haan.
Main apni tange thodi aur phailaayi aur ungli se use mere paas aane ka ishara ki aur fir ishare mein apni choot ke taraf dikhayi.
Prakash samjah gaya aur meri tango ke beech aakar baitha aur meri choot par muh lagakar mujhe khana shuru kar diya.
Main araam se peet ke bal sofe par baithi aur maze leti hui aankhe band karli. Prakash meri choot ko chooma aur chata aur fir jeeb ragadta hua meri choot ki nami chaatne laga. Main apni haato ko sofe ke upar rakh tango ko aur thoda phailakar araam se baithi kisi maharani ke tarah apni choot chatwane lagi.
Kuch panch minute achche se maze lene ke baad boli: Apna pant nikalo.
Prakash meri choot se muh hatakar uthne laga. Main uske sar ko pakad wapas apne choot par lagayi aur boli: Meri choot khate raho, ruko mat.
Prakash meri choot khane mein madmast tha. Bina apna kaam band kiye apni tight jeans aur underwear ek hi baar mein nikal liya. Woh ab sirf apne t-shirt mein tha aur ghutno pe baitha meri choot ko khane mein poore mann se laga hua tha.
Jald hi main apni ek paaw uske jangho ke beech le gayi. Dheere dheere lath marti hui uske khade sakt lund ko kisi jhulte dande ki tarh daaye baaye hilane lagi. Use isme kafi maza aaya aur woh meri choot ke dane ko dheere dheere kaatne laga.
Main sihar uthi: Isssssssss! Aah, karte raho acha laga bohut.
Prakash meri choot ke dane ko nipple ki tarah kabhi muh mein choos leta to kabhi katke halki chuti kat jata. Main uske sar ke balo ko pakad kheechne lagi aur neeche paaw ko upar ragadti hui uske ando ko sahlane lagi.
Ispar woh uttejit hokar meri choot ko aur achche se khane laga. Kayi baar meri choot ke dane ko katta choosta aur kayi baar choot mein apni jeeb dalkar meri rass ko apne muh mein le leta.
Kuch der aur ayse hi karne par main ab madmast ho chuki thi aur chodhwana chati thi. Main use apni choot se alag ki aur uth kar palat gayi aur sofe par ghutno ke bal ghodi bani.
Sar ghuma kar usko boli: Zara bataoge mujhe ki Bihari mard kaysi chudayi karte hai?
Prakash josh mein uth khada hua aur apne lund ko pakad hilate hue bola: Soch lijiye Shobha ji, baadme na kahna ki humne aapki choot phaad di.
Main honto ko katti hui boli: Phaad di! Hmmm…wahi to main bhi chahti hoon. Baate kam zara kar ke dikhao, main bhi to jaanu.
Prakash meri kamar pakda aur apne lund ko meri choot ke muh lagakar bola: Dheere ya zor se.
Main sochi ki iska lund to mota hai to dheere hi karwaun pahle kahi sachme phad na de meri. Main boli: Pahle dheere aur dheere dheere zor se. Ab shuru karona.
Prakash apne kamar ko dheere se aage badaya aur sachme sahi ki maine ki use dheere dalne ko boli. Jayse jayse uska mota lund meri choot mein utarti gayi meri saans phul gayi. Kafi mota tha uska aur meri choot ki dewaar ko kafi achche se phailate gaya.
Main: Ahhh! Bohut mota tumhara.
Prakash: Ham to kahe hi the na Shobha ji, phaad denge aapki.
Main: Haan… dheere dheere karo thodi der.
Prakash apna lund kheech nikala aur firse andar dala. Aur ayse hi kuch ek minute mere andar apna mota lund ghusakar meri choot ko aadat dalwayi. Kuch pal baad mujhe kafi maza aane lagi aur main boli: Haan ab theek hai. Ab speed badao aur karo meri chudayi.
Bas use isi ka intzaar tha aur fir woh chaloo ho gaya. Meri mulayam kamar ko apne sakt haato mein pakad meri choot ko apne mote lund se chodhne laga.
Main: Aah yes. Usi speed mein karo abhi, badana mat. Aaah!
Prakash usi raftar mein agle 2 minute meri khacha khach chudayi kiya. Fir main masti mein doobti hui boli: Aah! Haan ab aur tez karo. Chodo mujhe, Prakash!
Prakash apni raftar badate hue meri choot ko ache se chodhne laga. Uski kamar meri gand par phat phat marta hua apna tagda lund meri choot ke andar utarta hua mujhe pagal karta gaya.
Tabhi woh thoda dheere hua aur bola: Aur tez mare kya Shobha ji?
Main sochne lagi ki agar zyada tez kiya to ye thak jayega. Par main itne achche lund se bas ek baar nahi chodhwana chahti thi aaj raat, isi liye usko boli: Nahi bas isi speed mein maro. Ahhhh! Ohhh! Acha lag raha hai.
Prakash: Apke pati ayse nahi chodte kya?
Main use uksane ke liye boli: Nahi, unka lund to bachche jaysa hai. Tumhara mast hai. Ahhh! Chodte raho. Baate kam.
Prakash chup chap agle 5 minute meri aysi chudayi kiya mano koi machine ho. Sachme ek kisaan ki taakat aaj main pahli baar jaan rahi thi. Kya tagda lund aur bina ruke chodhne ki takat thi usme. Main aankhe band kar aahe bharti hui uski ghodi bankar chudti rahi aur woh mere andar deta gaya.
Agle 5 minute baad meri choot ki usne aysi halat kar di ki choot se pani chalakne ki awaaz aane lagi. Woh saanse dabata hua bola: Shobha ji mera nikalne wala hai.
Main: Ahhh! Haan meri bhi, karte raho ruko mat.
Prakash: Andar hi kar dun kya?
Main itni madhosh thi ki main nahi chahti thi ki ye apna lund bahar nikale aur boli: Haaan! Aahhhh! Andar hi karo, ruko mat.
Prakash jhadne ke josh mein tezi badate hue khacha khach de diya mere andar. Main zor ki aah bolti hui jhad padi. Aur saat hi woh bhi mere andar apna sara rass ugal dala aur thakta hua shant ho gaya.
2 minute bad mujhe ehsaas hua ki usne apana lund meri choot se kheech nikala to aankhe khol kar palat kar dekhi. Woh jakar sofe par baitha tez saanse lene laga. Main seedhi hokar sofe par thak kar baith gayi.
Prakash: Maza aa gaya.
Main: Kyu?
Prakash: Aaj pahli baar shahar ki bhabhi ko chodne ko mila. Aaj meri miti.
Main table par padi tissue paper li aur apni choot saaf karti hui boli: Tumne to achi khasi bhar di meri choot.
Prakash: Hum to kahe hi thena Shobha ji, ki phaad denge.
Main himmat kar uthi. Robe ko khule rakhti hui apni nangi badan dikhakar adao ke saat boli: Tumse kisne kaha ki meri itni jaldi phat gayi?
Prakash: Matlab?
Main uske samne se hoti hui adao ke saat apni nangepan ka pradashan kari. Main apne room ko jane lagi aur fir mud kar boli: Ye to bas tumhari tip thi, asli payment to abhi baaki hai.
To be continued.
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