Famous Instagram Queen Priya Ki Chut Fadi - Content Collab Se Raat Bhar Ki Besharam Hardcore Chudai

Main Mumbai mein rehne wala ek sadharan content creator hoon. Naam Arav, umar aththais saal. Freelance photography karta hoon, reels banata hoon aur chhote-mote influencers ke saath kaam karta hoon. Bada break nahi mil raha tha. Zindagi chal hi rahi thi. Phir ek din Instagram par Priya ka profile khula. Aath lakh followers wali famous ladki. Uski reels dekhkar mera lund khada ho jata tha. Gori rangat, tane hue bade-bade boobs jo tight top mein uchhalte rahte, patli kamar, moti-moti gaand aur wo laal hoth jo kisi ko bhi deewana bana den. Uski aankhon mein ek shararat thi aur sharir mein wo jadu jo screen ke paar bhi mehsoos hota tha.

Man mein pehli baar khayal aaya – kash iski chut chodne ka mauka mil jaye. Maine turant DM kiya. “Hi Priya, main Arav hoon. Content creator. Aapke saath ek creative reel ka idea hai. Professional shoot kar sakte hain. Agar interest ho toh batao.”

Do din baad reply aaya. “Hello Arav, idea achha lag raha hai. Lekin main aam taur par big team ke saath kaam karti hoon. Aapka work dekh sakti hoon?” Maine apna portfolio bhej diya. Wo thodi impress hui. Humne ek cafe mein meeting fix kar li.

Jab wo aayi toh main sach mein dang reh gaya. Asal zindagi mein wo aur bhi khatarnak lag rahi thi. Tight black jeans aur chhota sa crop top. Uski kamar nangi dikhti thi aur boobs itne tane hue ki lag raha tha jaise abhi phat jayenge. Perfume ki khushboo door se hi aa rahi thi. Maine andar se gehri saans li.

Hum baithe. Maine apna idea bataya – “Fake versus Real” wali reel. Uski bold image ko thoda emotional touch dena. Wo muskurayi lekin seat par thodi peeche hat gayi. “Thank you Arav. Lekin main savdhan rehti hoon. Mere fans, mere family wale sab dekhte hain. Koi scandal nahi chahiye. Mera boyfriend bhi influencer hai, unhe shak ho jata hai.”

Uski awaaz meethi thi lekin saaf tha ki wo poori tarah guard mein hai. Humne agle din studio mein shoot ki planning kar li. Wo chali gayi toh main ghar aakar uski tasveerein dekhkar lund hilane laga. “Ek din iski chut mein apna maal bharunga” – yahi sochte hue jhad gaya.

Agle din studio mein mile. Lights, camera, action. Priya ne red color ki tight dress pehni thi. Jab main uski pose adjust karne laga toh mera haath uski kamar par pada. Phir thoda upar sarak gaya. Usne turant kadam peeche khinch liye. “Arav ji, please professional rahein.”

Main muskuraya. “Sorry, lighting check kar raha tha.” Shoot ke dauran jab wo jhuki toh uske boobs ka gehra cleavage saaf dikha. Mera lund andar hi andar sakht ho raha tha. Shoot khatam hone ke baad maine kaha, “Tumhari skin itni smooth hai. Camera ise pasand karega.”

Wo thodi sharma gayi lekin phir serious ho gayi. “Yeh sab theek nahi hai. Main bas kaam ke liye aayi hoon.”

Usne jaldi se apna bag uthaya aur chali gayi.

Doosre din phir mile. Is baar outdoor shoot. Samundar ke kinare. Hawa chal rahi thi. Uski dress ud rahi thi. Jab maine usko pakadkar pose diya toh meri chhati uski peeth se lag gayi. Usne saans roki. “Arav... ruko.”

Maine dheere se kaha, “Tumhari body itni perfect hai. Koi bhi ladka deewana ho jaye.”

Usne zor se mujhe dhakka diya. “Bas karo! Maine kaha na aisi baatein mat karo. Mere boyfriend ko agar pata chala toh problem ho jayegi. Aur mere career ko nuksaan pahunch sakta hai.”

Wo gaadi mein baithkar chali gayi. Main frustrated tha lekin haar nahi maani.

Teesre din late night editing session. Usne kaha uske ghar par power cut hai, isliye mere flat par aa sakti hai. Maine turant haan kar di. Raat ke baarah baje wo aayi. Thaki hui lag rahi thi. Hum dono screen ke saamne baithe. Wo mere bahut kareeb thi. Uski jaangh meri jaangh se chu rahi thi.

Maine dheere se uska haath pakad liya. “Priya, tum bahut tension leti ho. Kabhi-kabhi relax hona bhi zaroori hai.”

Usne haath chhudaya lekin awaaz mein thodi narami thi. “Tumhari baatein sunkar achha lagta hai Arav. Zyadatar log sirf meri body aur reels dekhte hain. Tum... alag ho.”

Hum ghanton baatein karte rahe. Usne apni family ke baare mein bataya – gaon ke strict parents, jo nahi jaante ki unki beti itni bold content banati hai. Uska boyfriend bhi controlling tha. “Agar unhe pata chala ki main akele ladke ke saath late night editing kar rahi hoon toh...”

Uski aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Maine usko gale laga liya. Sirf dost ki tarah. Lekin mere sharir mein aag lag rahi thi.

Chauthe din shoot ke baad hotel ke kamre mein mile. Drinks hui. Priya thodi zyada pee gayi. Uski aankhein chamak rahi thi. Maine uski kamar pakadkar khincha aur uske hothon par apna munh rakh diya.

Wo pehle toh jhatke se peeche hati. “Nahi Arav! Yeh galat hai!”

Maine phir koshish ki. Is baar usne zor se mujhe dhakka diya. “Ruko! Main shaadi-shuda nahi hoon lekin mere career ka sawal hai. Agar koi photo ya video leak ho gaya toh main sab kuch kho dungi. Mere followers mujhe chhod denge. Mere parents ko sharm aayegi. Aur mera boyfriend... wo mujhe chhod dega.”

Wo rone lagi. Maine usko chhod diya. Wo bhagkar chali gayi.

Lekin agle din uska message aaya – “Main confused hoon. Tumhare saath rehkar achha lagta hai lekin dar bhi lagta hai.”

Maine reply kiya, “Milte hain. Bas baat karenge.”

Paanchve din shaam ko phir hotel suite mein mile. Is baar Priya khud aayi. Usne kaha, “Aaj aakhri baar. Kal se main wapas chali jaungi.”

Hum dono jaante the ki kya hone wala hai. Maine darwaza band kiya. Is baar jab maine usko khincha toh usne virodh nahi kiya. Lekin aankhon mein dar aur lust dono the.

Maine uske hothon par apna munh rakh diya. Pehle dheere-dheere, phir gehra. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se mili. Thook ki garmahat dono ke munh mein fail gayi. Wo siskariyan bharne lagi. “Aahh... Arav...”

Maine uska top utara. Kaale bra mein uske boobs band the. Maine bra ka hook khola. Do bade, gore, tane hue boobs bahar aa gaye. Nipple gulabi aur sakht. Maine ek boob munh mein liya aur chusne laga. Jeebh se nipple ko ghumaya, daanton se halka kata. Priya ka sharir kaanpne laga. “Aaahhh... Arav... dheere...”

Maine doosra boob bhi chusa. Uske boobs laar se gile ho gaye. Wo mere baalon mein haath ferne lagi.

Phir maine uski jeans utari. Panty gili thi. Maine panty utari. Uski chut saamne thi – gulabi, chhoti-si, lekin pehle se hi chamak rahi thi. Maine ungli ferai. Garam aur gili. Ungli andar daali. Priya ne kamar utha li. “Uuhhh...”

Maine ungli bahar nikaalkar sunghi. Uski chut ki khushboo – halki meethi, thodi namkeen. Phir ungli uske munh mein daali. “Chakho apni chut ka swaad.”

Priya ne aankhein band karke chusa.

Ab main ghutnon ke bal baith gaya. Uski jaanghein failayi. Chut ke paas munh lagaya. Pehle toh sirf saans li. Garam hawa uski chut par padi. Phir jeebh se ek lamba chaata – neeche se upar tak. Priya chillayi. “Aaahhhh...”

Maine uski chut ke hoth khole. Andar gulabi deewarein dikhi. Clit suji hui thi. Maine clit ko chusa. Phir jeebh andar ghusai. Priya ke sharir mein jhatke aa rahe the. Uski jaanghein mere sir ko daba rahi thi. “Arav... aahh... main... main jhadne wali hoon...”

Uska paani mere munh mein aaya. Meetha-namkeen. Maine sab pee liya. Wo baar-baar jhad rahi thi.

Ab Priya ne mujhe khada kiya. Mere kapde utare. Mera lund – aath inch ka mota, tana hua – uske saamne tha. Usne ghutne teke. Lund munh mein liya. Pehle sira chusa, phir poora andar lene ki koshish ki. Gala bhar gaya. Aankhon se aansu aa gaye. “Glup... glup...” ki awaazein aa rahi thi.

Maine uske baal pakadkar dhakke maare. Wo ghut-ghutkar bhi chus rahi thi. “Teri chut chatne ke baad ab tu mera lund chus rahi hai. Kaisi lag rahi hai meri randi?”

Priya ne aankhein uthakar dekha. “Bahut... achha...”

Jab wo poori tarah bheeg chuki aur bheekh maangne lagi, tabhi maine usko bed par litaya.

“Ab daalo... mujhe chodo Arav... main aur nahi sah sakti.”

Maine uski taangein kandhon par rakhi. Lund ki nok uski chut par rakhi. Dheere-dheere ghusaaya. Priya ki saans ruk gayi. “Aaahhh... mota hai...”

Poora lund andar ghus gaya. Uski chut ne lund ko kas liya. Garam, gili, tight. Maine dheere-dheere dhakke maare. “Chap... chap... chap...” ki gili awaazein kamre mein goonj rahi thi.

Priya chillayi. “Aahhh... aur tez... faad do meri chut...”

Maine rough hokar dhakke maare. Uske boobs uchhal rahe the. Maine ek boob munh mein liya aur chus-ta raha. Priya ke nakhun meri peeth mein gad rahe the. “Uuhhh... haan... aur gehra...”

Pehla round missionary mein khatam hua. Maine andar hi jhad diya. Garam maal uski chut mein bhar diya. Priya ne mehsoos kiya. “Tumne andar chhod diya... kya hoga agar pregnant ho gayi toh... mere boyfriend... career...”

Lekin uski chut abhi bhi lund ko kas rahi thi.

Doosra round – doggy style. Priya ko ghutnon ke bal karaya. Gaand upar uthayi. Lund peeche se ghusaaya. Is baar aur gehra ja raha tha. Maine uske baal pakadkar khinche. Ek haath se gaand par thappad maare. “Thap... thap...”

Priya chillayi. “Aaahhh... bhosdi ke... aur zor se... main teri kutiya hoon...”

Maine uski gaand ke gaal failaye. Chut ka nazara dekhta raha – lund andar-bahar ho raha tha, safed maal aur uska paani milkar jhaag bana raha tha. “Squish... squish...”

Teesra round – Priya upar. Wo mere upar baithi. Lund apni chut mein daala. Wo upar-neeche hone lagi. Uske boobs mere munh ke paas aa-ja rahe the. Maine chus-ta raha. Wo mere chest par haath rakhkar zor-zor se kood rahi thi. “Aahh... Arav... tera lund... meri chut faad raha hai...”

Maine uski kamar pakadkar upar se dhakke maare. Priya ka sir peeche jhuk gaya. Aankhein band. Munh khula. “Ohhhh... main phir jhad rahi hoon...”

Chautha round – side mein letkar. Ek taang uthakar. Is baar dheere-dheere lekin gehra. Hum dono thak chuke the lekin lust abhi bhi baaki thi. Priya mere kaan mein fusfusayi. “Agar yeh baat bahar nikli toh mera sab kuch khatam... lekin... aahh... main tere bina nahi reh sakti ab...”

Aakhri baar jab main jhada toh Priya ne lund bahar nikaalkar apne boobs par maal girwaya. Phir ungli se uthakar munh mein daala. “Tera maal... swaadish hai...”

Uske baad hum dono nange, paseene se tar, chipchipe sharir ke saath lete rahe. AC ki thandi hawa lag rahi thi. Bahar traffic ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Priya ke phone par notifications aa rahe the – shayad boyfriend ka message.

Priya uthkar bathroom gayi. Saaf karne lagi. Jab wapas aayi toh thodi sharminda lag rahi thi. Kapde pehenne mein usko dikkat ho rahi thi – panty chipak rahi thi maal ki wajah se.

“Yeh sab galat tha Arav... lekin... achha bhi laga.”

Maine usko gale laga liya. “Koi nahi jaanega. Hum content banate rahenge. Aur... agli baar teri gaand bhi maarunga.”

Priya ne sharma kar mera haath thapthapaya. “Shayad... lekin bahut savdhani se. Mere career ka sawal hai.”

Hum dono jaante the ki yeh aakhri baar nahi hoga. Content banane ke bahane hum phir milenge. Aur har baar chudai aur hardcore hoti jayegi.

Priya ki chut ab meri ho chuki thi. Aur wo bhi jaanti thi.