Ananya Madam Ki Footjob Se Shuru Hui Woh Khatarnak Chudai

Mera naam Paresh hai. Umr 28 saal. Pune ki ek mid-size IT company mein web developer hoon. Pichhle aath mahine se ek bade e-commerce website ke project pe kaam chal raha tha. Team chhoti thi, sirf chhe log. Unmein se ek thin Shrimati Ananya Sharma.

Sab unhe Madam kehke bulate the. Shaadishuda, 35 saal ki umr, ek beta school mein padhta tha. Lekin shareer aisa ki koi 20-22 saal ki kunwari ladki lage. Gora-chitta soft face, lambe kaale baal jo hamesha khule ya halka sa baandhe rehte, patli kamar, aur jeans mein itne gol-tight gaand ke chutad ki dekhte hi lund tan jaata. Boobs medium size ke lekin itne firm ki t-shirt mein nipple ke nishaan saaf dikhte. Awaaz bhi college girl jaisi soft aur meethi.

Hum dono ko ek hi project diya gaya tha. Office ke side cabin mein do tables jod ke baithaya gaya tha. Beech mein sirf ek chhoti partition.

Pehle din subah 11 baje hum dono coding kar rahe the. Achanak mujhe laga jaise koi soft cheez mere left pair se chhu gayi. Neeche dekha toh Ananya Madam ka nanga pair… pink polish wale nails, patli edi, meri pant ki taraf dheere-dheere ragad raha tha. Maine chauk ke upar dekha. Woh screen pe hi nazar gadaaye baithi thin, chehre pe koi bhaav nahi.

Mann mein aaya coincidence hoga. Dus minute baad wahi pair phir aaya. Is baar jaan-bujh ke meri pant ke upar se upar ki taraf sarakne laga. Ghutne tak pahuncha toh ruk gaya. Lund halka sa phoolne laga.

Maine dheere se kaha, “Madam… aapka pair…”

Woh muskurayi, aankhein screen pe rakhi. “Arre… maaf karna Paresh. Table ke neeche jagah kam hai… khisak gaya hoga.”

Lekin pair nahi hataya. Balki aur kareeb aa gaya. Mere dono pairon ke beech mein aake halka-halka ragadne laga. Main kuch bol nahi paya. Sirf coding karte hue andar hi andar lund ko control karne ki koshish karta raha.

Us din ghar jaake do baar muth maari. Ananya Madam ke pair, unki patli taangein aur woh beparwah muskaan yaad karke.

Doosre din phir wahi cabin. 11 baje ke aas-paas office thoda shaant hua toh phir se wahi khel shuru ho gaya. Is baar unka pair seedha meri jaangh ke andar tak aa gaya. Pant ke upar se lund ke paas ragadne laga. Maine ghabra ke unki taraf dekha.

“Madam… yeh… yeh theek nahi lag raha.”

Woh pehli baar mudi. Aankhon mein halki shararat thi. “Kya theek nahi lag raha Paresh? Main toh bas aaram se baithi hoon. Tumhara pair garam lag raha hai… thand lag rahi thi mujhe.”

Main chup reh gaya. Lund poora tan chuka tha. Unka pair ab jaan-bujh ke lund ke upar se upar-neeche karne laga. Dheere-dheere, jaise test kar rahi hon. Mouse pakde hue haath kaampne lage.

“Madam… office mein…”

Unhone pal bhar ke liye aankhein meech li. Phir dheere se boli, “Saavdhan rehna. Koi sun lega toh…”

Us din aadha ghanta tak mere lund ko pair se sehlaati rahi. Lunch ka time hote hi achanak pair hata liya aur normal awaaz mein boli, “Chalo lunch karte hain.”

Main uth nahi paya. Lund itna sakht tha ki pant mein tent bana hua tha. Unhone jaan-bujh ke meri haalat dekhi aur halka sa muskurayi.

Teesre din maine tay kiya ki aaj jawab dunga. Jaise hi unka pair aaya, maine apna pair unke pair pe rakh diya. Unhone hairani se dekha lekin pair nahi hataya. Maine dheere-dheere unke pair ko apne pairon ke beech daba liya aur anguthe se edi sehlane laga.

Unki saans thodi tez ho gayi. Phir unhone bhi jawab diya. Is baar poora pair meri jaangh ke andar ghusa diya aur lund ko pair ki ungliyon se dabane lagi. Itni mazbooti se ki mujhe siskari rokni padi.

“Madam… please… koi aa jayega…”

“Toh kya hua? Table ke neeche kaun dekhega? Tum coding karo… main bhi kar rahi hoon.”

Us din pehli baar lund ko pant ke upar se poora pakad liya pair se. Upar-neeche kiya, dabaya, chhoda. Main almost jhadne hi wala tha ki achanak bahar se awaaz aayi. Unhone turant pair hata liya.

Raat ko ghar pe socha – yeh aurat pagal hai. Shaadishuda hai, baccha hai, phir bhi office mein pairon se lund sehla rahi hai. Lekin lund ne kaha – kal phir se khelna hai.

Chauthe din project mein bug aa gaya. Hume late baithna pada. Shaam ke 7 baj gaye. Office mein sirf hum dono bache the. Cabin ka darwaza band tha.

Ananya Madam ne achanak kursi ghumayi aur mere saamne aake baith gayi. “Paresh… tum bahut accha code likhte ho. Lekin aaj… aaj kuch aur baat karni hai.”

Maine ghabra ke poocha, “Kya Madam?”

Woh kursi se uthi aur mere paas aayi. Table ke kinare baith ke apna ek pair meri god mein rakh diya. Nange pair. “Tum roz mere pair ko sehlaate ho… aaj main tumhara sehlaun?”

Maine haath badha ke unka pair pakad liya. Soft, thanda, halki khushboo. Halka sa massage shuru kiya. Unhone aankhein band kar li. “Umm… accha lag raha hai…”

Phir achanak unhone mera haath pakad ke apni jaangh pe rakh diya. Jeans ke upar. “Aur upar… halka sa…”

Maine jaangh sehlayi. Woh aur kareeb aa gayi. Mera haath ab unki chut ke paas tha. Jeans ke upar se garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Unhone khud mera haath dabaya.

“Paresh… darwaza lock hai. Koi nahi aayega.”

Maine himmat karke unka jeans ka button khola. Dheere se zip neeche ki. Andar kaala lace wala panty. Ungli panty ke upar se feri. Geeli ho chuki thi.

“Madam… aap… itni…”

Unhone mera sir pakad ke apne honton se laga liya. Pehla kiss bahut bhooka tha. Jeebh andar tak. Thook ka aadaan-pradaan. Maine unke boobs dabane shuru kiye. T-shirt ke upar se nipple sakht ho chuke the.

Achanak unhone khud ko peeche kheench liya. “Nahi… yeh galat hai Paresh. Meri shaadi hui hai… beta hai… main… main yeh nahi kar sakti.”

Maine haath chhod diye. Lund tana hua tha, saansein ukhdi hui. Woh khadi hoke kapde theek karne lagi. Aankhon mein paani tha.

“Maaf karna. Main… main pagal ho gayi thi. Kal se normal rahenge. Please.”

Us raat teen baar muth maari. Gusse mein, hatasha mein, aur lust mein.

Paanchve din unhone poori tarah normal behave kiya. Pair bhi nahi chhua. Baat bhi sirf official. Lekin shaam ko jab sab chale gaye toh phir se wahi kursi ghumayi.

“Paresh… kal raat main so nahi payi. Tumhare baare mein sochti rahi. Yeh galat hai… bahut galat hai. Lekin… lekin shareer nahi maan raha.”

Maine unki taraf dekha. Aankhon mein lust aur guilt dono saaf the. Main utha aur unke paas gaya. Is baar khud unka haath pakad ke apne lund pe rakh diya. Pant ke upar se.

“Madam… aap bhi nahi maan rahi hongi. Aaj faisla kar lo. Ya toh yeh khel yahin khatam… ya phir…”

Unhone aankhein band ki aur lund ko mazbooti se dabaya. “Aaj… aaj raat mere ghar aao. Pati Delhi gaye hain teen din ke liye. Beta nani ke paas hai. Sirf… sirf ek baar. Uske baad kabhi nahi.”

Maine sir hilaya. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Raat 9 baje unke society pahuncha. Unhone khud darwaza khola. Nightgown pehni hui… itni patli ki boobs aur nipple saaf dikh rahe the. Baal khule. “Andar aa jao… jaldi.”

Darwaza band hote hi unhe deewar se sata diya. Gehra kiss. Haath nightgown ke andar. Nange boobs. Itne soft aur bhaari. Nipple muh mein le liye. Unhone sir peeche kar liya. “Aahh… dheere… daant mat lagana…”

Nightgown upar sarka di. Poori nangi. Shareer dekh ke lund phatne ko ho gaya. Gora badan, chhote kaale baalon wali chut, gol chutad. Bistar pe lita diya.

Phir shuru hua woh lamba foreplay.

Pehle lambe-lambe kiss. Thook pilate hue. Phir boobs. Dono nipple ko baari-baari se choosa, halka daant lagaye, jeebh se fera. Woh tadapne lagi. “Paresh… bahut accha lag raha hai… aur karo…”

Neeche sarka. Jaanghein failayi. Chut ki khushboo dimaag chakra gayi. Pehle halka sa chaata. Phir jeebh andar tak ghusa di. Unhone mere baal pakad liye. “Aaaaahhhh… jeebh… aur andar… aahhh…”

Do ungliyan andar daali. Bahut tight. Geeli. Ungliyan andar-bahar karte hue chut chaatta raha. Woh kamar utha-utha ke meri jeebh pe ragadne lagi. “Paresh… main… main aane wali hoon… ruko mat…”

Tez chaata. Ungliyan aur tez ki. Woh kaampte hue jhad gayi. Chut se paani nikla. Sab chaat liya.

Phir woh uth baithi. Mere lund ko nikala. Itna sakht ki nasen phooli hui. Pehle chaata, phir muh mein le liya. Gale tak. Glup-glup ki awaaz. Maine baal pakad ke dheere-dheere pelna shuru kiya. Aankhon mein aansu leke bhi choosti rahi.

“Madam… aapki chut mein daalun?”

Unhone lund muh se nikala. “Daalo… aaj raat poori chodo mujhe. Kal ke baare mein baad mein sochenge.”

Unhe pet ke bal litaya. Chutad upar kiye. Lund chut pe laga ke dheere se dhakka maara. Itni tight ki sirf aadha hi gaya. Unhone takiya daba liya. “Aahhh… dard… dheere… bahut mota hai tumhara…”

Ruka. Phir dheere-dheere poora andar tak ghusa diya. Ekdam garam, geeli deewarein lund ko kas rahi thin. Dheere-dheere dhakke shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath chap-chap ki awaaz. Unke chutad thap-thap kar rahe the.

“Aaaaahhhh… Paresh… aur tez… poori chut phaad do… aahhh…”

Kamar pakad ke zor-zor se pelna shuru kiya. Bistar charmara raha tha. Unki siskariyan poore kamre mein goonj rahi thin. Ek haath se baal pakde, doosre se boobs masal rahe the.

Yeh chut kitni tight hai… pati shayad kabhi aise nahi choda hoga… aaj iski kunwari jaisi chut phaad dunga.

Bees minute tak lagataar dhakke maarne ke baad lund bahar nikala. Unhe ghuma ke missionary mein litaya. Pair kandhon pe rakhe aur phir se ghusa diya. Is baar aur gehra. Unke muh se sirf aaaaahhhh aur haan-haan nikal raha tha.

“Madam… andar chhodun?”

“Chhodo… andar hi chhodo… aaj… aaj kuch nahi sochna… aaaaahhhh…”

Aakhri zordar dhakke maare aur lund chut ke andar hi jhad gaya. Garam maal ki dhaarein andar phoot rahi thin. Woh bhi mere neeche kaampte hue jhad gayi.

Hum dono paseene se latpath lete rahe. Kuch der chuppi rahi. Phir unhone dheere se kaha, “Paresh… yeh sirf aaj raat ki baat thi. Kal se… kal se normal. Please.”

Maine unke maathe pe kiss kiya. “Theek hai Madam. Lekin shareer toh yaad rakhega na…”

Unhone aankhein band kar li. Aansu beh rahe the. Guilt saaf dikh raha tha. Lekin chut se mera maal abhi bhi ris raha tha.

Doosri round ek ghante baad shuru hui. Is baar unhone khud lund ko choos ke phir se khada kiya aur upar baith gayi. Riding. Unke boobs mere muh mein. Neeche se zor-zor se dhakke maare. Unki gaand mere haathon mein.

“Aahhh… Paresh… meri gaand bhi dabao… aur zor se… phaad do aaj… aaaaahhhh…”

Ek ungli unki gaand mein daal di. Woh pagal ho gayi. Aur tez uchhalne lagi. Dono phir se jhad gaye.

Subah 4 baje jab nikal raha tha toh unhone darwaze pe khade hoke kaha, “Paresh… yeh galat tha. Bahut galat. Lekin… lekin tumhare bina ab… ab shareer nahi maanega shayad.”

Maine kuch nahi kaha. Sirf unke honton pe ek lamba kiss kiya aur nikal gaya.

Agle din office mein hum dono ne normal behave kiya. Lekin table ke neeche unke pair ne phir se mere pair ko chhua. Halka sa. Jaise keh raha ho – yeh khel abhi khatam nahi hua.

Aur sach mein… khatam nahi hua tha.

Agle din office mein sab kuch normal dikh raha tha. Ananya Madam ne mujhe dekh ke sirf halki muskaan di aur apne laptop mein vyast ho gayi. Lekin table ke neeche unka pair phir se aaya. Is baar sirf mere pair se sata ke rakha. Koi ragad nahi, koi pressure nahi. Bas chhu ke baithi rahi. Jaise yaad dilaa rahi hon ki kal raat hua tha.

Dopahar baad jab chaaron taraf log busy the, unhone dheere se meri taraf dekha. “Raat ko… phir aa sakte ho? Pati abhi bhi Delhi mein hain.”

Maine sir hilaya. Dil zor se dhadak utha.

Raat 8:40 pe main phir unke flat pahuncha. Is baar unhone darwaza kholte hi mujhe andar kheench liya aur peeth ke bal darwaze se sata diya. Gehra, bhooka kiss. Jeebh ek-doosre ke muh mein. Haath unke nightgown ke andar chale gaye. Aaj nightgown ke neeche kuch bhi nahi tha.

“Paresh… kal raat ke baad se shareer sulag raha hai. Din bhar tumhara lund yaad aa raha tha.”

Maine unhe utha ke bistar pe le gaya. Is baar koi hichkichahat nahi thi shuruaat mein. Nightgown utaar ke phenk di. Poori nangi Ananya Madam. Gora badan, tane hue boobs, aur chut jo kal raat ke maal se abhi bhi halki sooji hui lag rahi thi.

Maine pehle unki chut chaati. Kal ki tarah nahi, aaj aur gehrai se. Jeebh ko andar tak ghusa ke deewaron ko chaata. Unhone mere sir ko dono haathon se pakad rakha tha. “Aaaaahhhh… jeebh wahan… haan… wahi jagah… aahhh…”

Jab woh acchi tarah geeli ho gayi toh maine lund nikala aur seedha chut mein dhakel diya. Aaj itni aasaani se ghus gaya jaise kal ki chudai ne raasta bana diya ho. Dono sisak uthe.

“Madam… aaj tumhari chut aur bhi soft lag rahi hai.”

“Kyunki… kyunki kal tumne ise acchi tarah choda tha… ab aur chodo… zor se…”

Maine unke pair kandhon pe rakhe aur gehri-gehri dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakke ke saath chap-chap ki geeli awaaz poore kamre mein goonj rahi thi. Unke boobs upar-neeche ho rahe the. Maine ek nipple muh mein le liya aur daanton se halka kaata.

Bees-pachees minute tak isi position mein chodne ke baad maine lund bahar nikala. Unhe ghuma ke kutte ki position mein kar diya. Chutad mere saamne. Gol, soft, aur beech mein gaand ki patli darar.

Maine pehle chut mein phir se lund daal ke zor-zor se pelna shuru kiya. Unke chutad thap-thap ki awaaz kar rahe the. Phir achanak lund bahar nikaal ke gaand ki darar pe rakh diya.

“Madam… yahan…?”

Woh pal bhar ke liye saham gayi. “Paresh… maine… maine kabhi nahi kiya. Pati ne bhi nahi… dard hoga.”

Maine thook laga ke lund pe aur gaand pe bhi lagaya. Phir dheere se pressure dala. Sirf tip andar gayi. Unhone takiya muh mein daba liya. “Aahhh… dard… ruko… dheere…”

Main ruka. Phir bahut dheere-dheere aur andar dhakelne laga. Unki gaand itni tight thi ki lund ko kas ke pakad rahi thi. Aadha andar jaane ke baad maine ruk ke unki kamar sehlayi.

“Bas… thoda aur… phir maza aayega.”

Poora lund jab unki gaand mein sama gaya toh dono ki saansein ukhad gayi. Maine pehle bahut dheere-dheere dhakke shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath unki siskari badalti ja rahi thi. Dard se maze ki taraf.

“Aaaaahhhh… Paresh… gaand… phat rahi hai… lekin… lekin mat nikaalo… aur andar… aahhh…”

Maine raftaar badhayi. Ab chap-chap ki jagah gaand ki tight awaaz aa rahi thi. Unke boobs ko neeche se masalte hue zor-zor se pel raha tha. Woh haath peeche karke meri jaangh pakadne lagi.

“Aur tez… meri gaand chodo… aaj poori phaad do… aaaaahhhh…”

Maine kamar pakad ke asli speed pakdi. Bistar charmara raha tha. Unki gaand laal ho chuki thi. Bees minute baad jab maine mehsoos kiya ki jhadne wala hoon toh poocha, “Andar chhodun Madam?”

“Haan… gaand mein hi chhodo… sab… aaaaahhhh…”

Maine aakhri zordar dhakke maare aur garam maal unki gaand ke andar udel diya. Itna ki bahar bhi risne laga. Woh bhi mere neeche kaampte hue jhad gayi. Chut se paani ki dhaar nikal rahi thi.

Hum dono dher hoke gir pade. Paseena, maal, aur thakaan. Kuch der baad unhone dheere se kaha, “Paresh… ab meri gaand bhi tumhari ho gayi. Pati ko kaise muh dikhaungi…”

Maine unke baal sehlaye. “Mat dikhao. Jab tak main hoon, tumhari gaand aur chut dono ki zimmedari meri.”

Unhone kuch nahi kaha. Bas mere seene pe sir rakh ke let gayi. Aankhon mein phir wahi guilt tha, lekin shareer mere shareer se chipka hua tha.

Teesri raat aur bhi alag thi. Is baar unhone khud kaha ki office mein hi kuch karna hai. Dopahar ke baad jab zyadatar log meeting mein the, hum dono cabin mein akele the. Darwaze pe “Meeting in Progress” ka board laga diya tha.

Ananya Madam ne kursi se uth ke mere saamne ghutnon ke bal baith gayi. Pant ka button khola, lund nikala aur muh mein le liya. Office ki kursi pe baithe-baithe mera lund unki gardan tak ja raha tha. Glup-glup ki awaaz halki thi, lekin khatre ka maza alag tha.

“Agar koi khatkata de… toh…”

Maine unke baal pakad ke aur gehra dhakel diya. “Toh tum lund muh mein leke hi darwaza kholna Madam.”

Woh aur josh mein aa gayi. Lund ko itni tez choosa ki main jaldi jhadne wala tha. Maine unhe uthaya, table pe litaya, jeans aur panty ek saath neeche ki aur khade-khade chut mein lund ghusa diya.

Table hil rahi thi. Unke muh pe mera haath tha taaki siskari dab jaaye. “Uuuuhhh… Paresh… office mein… pagal ho gaye ho…”

Maine zor-zor se pelna jaari rakha. Har dhakke ke saath table ki halki awaaz. Bahar se logon ki baatein sunayi de rahi thin. Khatre ne maze ko kai guna badha diya tha.

Jab jhadne ka time aaya toh maine lund bahar nikaal ke unke muh mein daal diya. Unhone saara maal nigal liya. Aankhon mein aansu the, lekin chehre pe santushti.

“Pagal… tum mujhe poori tarah barbaad kar doge Paresh.”

Maine unke hont ponchhe. “Barbaad nahi… apni bana raha hoon Madam.”

Uske baad ki raatein regular ho gayi. Kabhi ghar pe, kabhi office ke late nights mein. Unki gaand ab aasaani se lund le leti thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh khud gaand mein daalne ko kehti. Chut aur gaand dono mein baari-baari se maal bharta tha.

Lekin har raat ke ant mein wahi baat dohrayi jaati. “Yeh antim baar hai Paresh… kal se band. Pati aane wale hain…”

Aur agle din phir se table ke neeche unka pair mere pair se sat jaata.

Ek hafte baad jab unke pati Delhi se wapas aaye, toh Ananya Madam ne mujhe message kiya –

“Raat ko mat aana. Pati ghar pe hain. Lekin… office mein table ke neeche wala khel jaari rakh sakte ho.”

Maine muskuraate hue reply kiya –

“Jaisi aagya Madam.”

Aur agle din jab hum dono cabin mein baithe, unka pair phir se aaya. Is baar seedha mere lund pe. Pant ke upar se dabate hue.

Khel abhi khatam nahi hua tha. Balki ab aur khatarnak hone wala tha