Idhar udhar ki bakwas na karte hue direct story shuru karta hu.
Mera naam Vivek hai. Main Delhi ka rehne wala hu. Jab main college mein aaya to college ghar se door hone ki wajah se maine college ke paas hi ek flat rent kar liya. Waha par mere pados mein rehti thi ek ladki “SHIKHA”.
Ab uske baare mein kya batau yaar. Ek-dum gadar maal thi. Bhara hua jism, chhoti height, tight boobs, baahar ko nikli gaand, ek-dum gulabi honth, gore-gore gaal, matlab dekhte hi lauda tann jaye. Matlab aap aise imagine kijiye ki wo Neha Kakkar ki height mein Nora Fatehi thi.
Shikha 1st year ki student thi. Padhayi mein bahut weak thi wo, aur main bahut strong. Uske mom dad ne mujhe bola usko tution dene ko. Shuru-shuru mein us par itna koi khaas dhyan nahi diya maine. Matlab usko tution dena aur bas chutti.
Par jaise-jaise wo jawani ki taraf badhi, mera dhyan apne aap uske upar jaane laga. Par tabhi usne flat chhodh diya, aur kisi doosri area mein flat rent kar liya. Ab main udaas tha, aur mera lauda mujhse bhi zyada udaas tha.
Uski yaad mein main laude ko hilata, aur usko chodne ke sapne dekhta. Ki kabhi to wo mere laude par uchal-kood karegi. Kabhi to uske gulabi honth mere laude ko kiss karenge. Usko zor laga kar choosenge, aur mere laude ka paani niklenge (ufff soch kar hi lauda fatne ko hai).
Khair dheere-dheere time nikla. Main usse video call par baat karta tha, aur uske boobs aur uski gaand dikhane ke liye usko bolta tha.
Main: Bahut moti ho gayi hai. Full body dikha kitna weight gain kar liya hai.
Aise-aise uske jism ko apni aankhon mein bhar kar fir raat ko sapno mein usko chod kar lund ko shant karta tha. Par ab mujhse bardasht nahi ho raha tha. 2 saal ho gaye the yaar. Kuch dino baad maine usi ke area ke paas flat liya, aur usse milne laga.
Main usko baahar ghumane le jata, usse flirt karta, par yaar wo bhaiya-bhaiya karti rehti thi. To baat aage badh hi nahi rahi thi. Jaha bhi jata tha, sab hum dono ko as a couple hi dekhte the. Par ye bewakoof bhaiya se aage hi nahi badh rahi thi. Aur isse meri frustration badhti hi jaa rahi thi.
Maine thaan liya tha, ki ab to usko chodna tha, fir chaahe jo ho jaye. Kuch dino baad masters ka admission process shuru hua. Marks kam hone ki wajah se usko same college nahi mila. So usko MP ka koi college allot hua. Ab mummy-papa dono working the, so unhe office se leave leni padti. Aur wo taiyaar bhi the lene ko.
Par maine ye socha ye bahut acha mauka tha. So maine unhe bola-
Main: Aap dono kyun leave loge? Main hu naa. Isko main dila doonga admission.
Dono mujh par bahut trust karte the. Kabhi meri kisi bhi matter mein complaint nahi mili unhe. To wo dono is baat par agree kiye, aur hum dono ka reservation kara diya. Fir hum uske college gaye. Waha admission ki saari formalities poori ki.
Ab hame bus se wapas aana tha, par mere dimag mein to bas uski chut, uske boobs, uski gaand ghoom rahe the. So maine usko bola-
Main: Yaar aaj yahi hotel mein ruk kar mast masti karte hai. Daaru piyenge behosh hone tak. Badhiya dinner karenge. Fir pata nahi aisa mauka mile naa mile.
Wo mere sath kaafi ghul-mil chuki thi, aur bahut trust karti thi. To wo fauran maan gayi. Fir hamne uske ghar phone kiya, aur bol diya ke aaj poora kaam nahi hua. Hame rukna padega yahi. Kal agar kaam poora hua to kal niklenge.
Wo maan gaye aur uske papa ne mere account mein paise transfer kar diye hotel and dinner ke ( jab ki dinner mein to main unki beti ki chut khaane ka plan bana raha tha). Fir maine oyo mein room book kiya, aur usko bola-
Main: Tum change kar lo. Tab tak main dinner aur drinks lekar aata hu.
Main baahar gaya aur 2 daaru ki bottle li, aur 2 cold drinks ki. Fir dinner mein non-veg liya, usko bahut pasand hai isliye. Uske baad main room par aa gaya. Wo meri wait kar rahi thi.
Shikha: Bhaiya kitna late kar diya aapne. Main kab se wait kar rahi thi. Bahut bhookh lag rahi hai.
Vivek: Kya karu behan, time lagta hai banne mein. Aur fir main yaha shop bhi nahi jaanta tha, to dhoondhne mein bhi time lag gaya.
Shikha: Acha theek hai, batao kya laye ho dinner ke liye?
Vivek: Tera favorite chicken.
Shikha: Wow bhaiya! I love you. Aaj mera chicken khaane ka mann bhi tha bhaiya. You are so good. Isliye to aap ko itna pyar karti hu main.
Vivek: Ok-ok baba, ab khaana khayegi ya mujhe bhi khayegi.
Shikha: Par bhaiya pehle daaru peete hai na yaar, fir dinner karenge. Daaru laye ke nahi?
Maine usko ek bottle di, aur kaha: Ye teri bottle, aur ye meri bottle.
Actually maine raaste mein soft drink ki bottle khaali karke usme daaru bhar di thi. Aur wahi bottle maine usko di.
Shikha: Bhaiya main soft drink ki baat nahi kar rahi hu. Daaru kaha hai yaar, jaldi do na.
Vivek: Arre pagal yahi daaru hai. Wo raaste mein police ki checking chal rahi thi, to maine cold drink ki bottle ko khaali karke daaru bhar di. Chal ab peena shuru kar. Aur haa, teri wali mein cold drink mix hai, to tujhe paani yaa soda nahi daalna padega (waise maine jhooth bola tha, aur bottle mein paani mix nahi tha). Aur main neat piyunga.
Hamne daaru peeni shuru ki. Wo bhi neat pee rahi thi, aur usko bahut kadwa lag raha tha. To wo sath mein chicken khaane lagi. 1 peg, fir 2, fir 3, fir 4, aur dheere-dheere usko nasha hone laga. Ab time tha ki main garam lohe par hathoda maaru. Yaani uski chut par apna loda maaru.
Vivek: Pata hai abhi jab main upar aa raha tha, to reception wala mujhe bol raha tha ki aapki gf bahut hot hai.
Shikha: Kya! Aapne usko bataya nahi ke main aapki behan hu.
Vivek: Bataya tha par wo hamare surname alag hai to bola ki oyo mein sab apni behan ko lekar hi aate hai, aur raat bhar chodte hai, aur behanchod ban jaate hai hai. Uske kaha aap bhi jao, aur apni behan ki chut bajao.
Shikha: Chee bhaiya, kitna ganda aadmi hai. Kaise-kaise ganda sa bol diya usne.
Vivek: Waise sab kuch to galat nahi bola usne. Hot to tu hai yaar bahut. Matlab dekh tu apne aap ko. Kya boobs hai tere.
Shikha: Bas karo bhaiya. Ab aap shuru mat ho. Mujhe reception waale par hi bahut gussa aa raha hai.
Mujhe laga yaar ye baazi to ulti ho rahi thi. Kuch kar Vivek, jaldi kuch kar. Warna chut nikal jayegi hath se.
Vivek: Arre nahi-nahi, tu dekh naa hum dono kitne ache legte hai sath mein.
Aur maine fb par hamari photos khol kar dikhayi, aur us par comments padhaye (jo maine hi kiye the fake ids se). Saare comments mein best couple, lovely couples, aur aise hi sab comments the. Wo thoda sa sharmayi aur boli-
Shikha: Bhaiya kya sach mein aapke ye friends hame couples samajhte hai? Hum dono sach mein gf bf lagte hai kya?
Vivek: Lagne ka to nahi pata, par haa samjhe zaroor gf bf hi jaate hai.
Wo thoda aur sharmayi. Maine fir bola-
Vivek: Waise bhi bf gf mein jo hona chahiye, wo to hai hum dono mein.
Shikha: Kya hona chahiye bhaiya? Kya hai hum dono mein?
Vivek: Pyar hona chahiye, aur wo to hai hum dono mein. Tu mujhse bahut pyar karti hai, aur maine tujhse bahut pyar karta hu.
Shikha: To fir kya hum gf bf hai bhaiya?
Vivek: Mujhe nahi pata. Tu bata, banegi meri gf?
Shikha (sharma kar ): Aap batao, aap shaadi karoge mujhse?
Shaadi! Wtf! Ye to maine socha hi nahi tha yaar. Aage ke part mein padhiye maine kaise situation ko handle kiya. For any suggestions please contact me at
