Partner Swapping – Biwi Ki Aankhon Ke Saamne Dost Ki Biwi Chodi

Mera naam Rohan hai. Umar tees saal. Jaipur mein ek private company mein kaam karta hoon. Meri patni Priya, chhabbis saal ki, gori-chitti, gol-matol jism wali, itni nafees ki log usse dekh ke ruk jaate hain. Hum dono shaadishuda the paanch saal se. Zindagi theek chal rahi thi, lekin kabhi-kabhi mann mein ek ajeeb si bechaini rehti thi. Woh bechaini tab aur badh gayi jab mera purana college dost Vikram aur uski biwi Neha humse milne aaye.

Vikram mera sabse kareebi dost tha. Uski biwi Neha bhi Priya jaisi khoobsurat thi, lekin thodi zyada gadraayi hui. Lambe baal, bhari doodh, aur jab woh chalti to uski gaand aise hilti jaise koi jaan-bujh ke dikha raha ho. Hum chaaron ek saath baithte to mahaul hamesha halka-phulka rehta. Us din bhi hum Vikram ke flat mein the. Sardi ki raat thi, bahar thandi hawa chal rahi thi. Humne sharab pee rakhi thi. Vikram ne kaha, “Yaar Rohan, aaj raat yahin ruk ja. Dono kamre khaali pade hain.”

Hum maan gaye. Raat ka khana khaate-khaate baatein lambi ho gayi. Neha ne Priya se poocha, “Priya, tum Rohan ko kitna azaadi deti ho?” Priya hansi aur boli, “Jitni woh mujhe deta hai.” Vikram ne meri taraf dekha aur kaha, “Rohan, kabhi-kabhi lagta hai ki hum dono ek-doosre ki patniyon ko aur kareeb se jaan lein to maza aa jaaye.” Maine halkese muskuraaya. Mann mein khayal aaya ki Neha ke doodh kitne naram honge. Priya ki taraf dekha to woh bhi Neha ki taraf dekh rahi thi.

Raat aur gehri ho gayi. Hum chaaron baith-baith ke gaane sun rahe the. Vikram ne achanak Priya ka haath pakad liya aur kaha, “Chal, ek dance to ho jaaye.” Priya ne inkaar kiya lekin Neha ne zor diya, “Are yaar, aaj raat azaadi se raho.” Priya uth khadi hui. Vikram ne usse kamar se pakda. Maine Neha ki taraf dekha. Neha mere kareeb aa gayi aur boli, “Rohan bhai, tum bhi naach lo na.” Maine uske kandhe pe haath rakha. Uska shareer garam tha. Uske baalon se khushboo aa rahi thi. Maine andar hi andar socha, “Kaash yeh Priya hoti to abhi kapde utaar deta.”

Thodi der baad Vikram ne Priya ko aur kareeb kheench liya. Priya ki saansein tez ho gayi thi. Neha mere kaan ke paas phusphusaayi, “Dekho inhe… kitne fit lag rahe hain.” Maine Neha ki kamar pe haath pher diya. Woh peeche nahi hati. Ulte aur chipak gayi. Maine kaha, “Neha, tum bhi Vikram se khush ho na?” Usne dheere se sar hilaya, “Khush to hoon… lekin kabhi-kabhi mann karta hai kuch naya ho.” Uski awaaz mein ek bhookh thi.

Raat aur aage badhi. Sharab ka asar gehra ho chuka tha. Vikram aur Priya sofa pe baith gaye the. Vikram ka haath Priya ki jaangh pe tha. Priya ne hataya nahi. Neha mere bagal mein baithi thi. Maine uske kaan mein kaha, “Neha, tumhare doodh kitne bhare hue hain… Rohan ko to kabhi chhune bhi nahi diye honge.” Neha ne meri jaangh dabayi aur boli, “Chhune do to sahi… dar lagta hai.” Maine uska haath pakad ke apne lund pe rakh diya. Woh akad gayi lekin haath nahi hataya. Lund tan chuka tha. Neha ki ungliyan dheere-dheere ragadne lagi.

Maine kaha, “Neha, aaj raat kuch gadbad ho rahi hai.” Usne mere kaan mein jawab diya, “Hone do… mann kar raha hai.” Itne mein Vikram utha aur bola, “Main washroom ja raha hoon.” Priya bhi uthi aur boli, “Main bhi.” Dono alag-alag kamron ki taraf chale gaye. Main aur Neha akele reh gaye. Neha ne meri shirt ke button kholne shuru kar diye. Maine uske stanon ko kapdon ke upar se dabaya. Neha ki saans phool gayi. Usne kaha, “Rohan… mat karo… Vikram aa jaayega.” Lekin uske haath mere lund pe aur zor se dab rahe the.

Thodi der baad Vikram wapas aaya. Priya bhi aa gayi. Lekin mahaul badal chuka tha. Sabki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. Vikram ne kaha, “Chalo so jaate hain. Rohan-Priya tum us kamre mein, hum is mein.” Hum uthe. Lekin raat ka andhera aur sharab ka nasha sabko uljha raha tha.

Main apne kamre mein leta. Priya bathroom chali gayi thi. Achanak darwaza khula aur koi andar aaya. Maine socha Priya hai. Kambal ke andar haath badhaya to naram stanon mil gaye. Maine nipple ko masal diya. Awaaz aayi, “Aahhh… Rohan…” lekin awaaz Priya ki nahi thi. Maine jhatke se kambal hataya to Neha thi. Neha bhi hairaan thi. Usne kaha, “Maine socha tum Vikram ho… galti se aa gayi.” Lekin uske doodh mere haath mein the aur woh hat nahi rahi thi.

Itne mein kamre ka darwaza phir khula. Priya aur Vikram dono khade the. Priya ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Vikram bola, “Yeh kya ho raha hai?” Neha ne jaldi se kambal odh liya. Maine kaha, “Galti ho gayi… Neha galat kamre mein aa gayi.” Lekin Vikram ki nazar mere tane hue lund pe thi. Priya ki saansein tez chal rahi thin.

Neha boli, “Vikram… main sach mein galti se aayi thi… lekin…” Vikram ne Priya ki taraf dekha. Priya chup thi. Maine kaha, “Ab jo ho gaya so ho gaya. Agar tum dono chahte ho to hum bhi wahi karein jo tum soch rahe ho.” Vikram ne dheere se Priya ka haath pakda. Priya ne inkaar nahi kiya.

Neha mere paas aa gayi. Chaaron ke beech ek sahmati ban gayi bina bole.

Neha ne meri shirt poori tarah khol di. Maine uske kurte ke hook khole. Uske bhari doodh bahar nikal aaye. Gulabi nipple tane hue the. Maine ek nipple muh mein liya aur zor se choosa. Neha ki awaaz nikli, “Aahhhh… Rohan… halkese… aahhh…” Maine doosra doodh bhi dabaya. Neha mere lund ko bahar nikaal chuki thi. Usne lund ko muh mein le liya. Garam jeebh lund ke sire pe ghoom rahi thi. Maine kaha, “Neha… aur gehra le… poora lund nigal.” Neha gale tak le gayi. Uski aankhon se aansu nikal aaye lekin woh ruki nahi.

Maine Neha ko bistar pe lita diya. Uski salwar kheench ke utaar di. Chut poori tarah geeli thi. Baalon se chamak rahi thi. Maine naak chut ke paas le jaake soongha. Tez khushboo aa rahi thi. Jeebh nikaal ke uski chut chaati. Neha ki kamar uchhal gayi. “Uuuhhhh… Rohan… jeebh andar daal… aahhhh… aur zor se chaat…” Maine uski chut ke honthon ko choosa, clit pe jeebh pherne laga. Neha ke pair mere sar ko jakad rahe the. Woh baar-baar sisak rahi thi.

Idhar Vikram Priya ko chodne ki taiyari kar raha tha. Maine aankh utha ke dekha. Priya ghutnon ke bal thi. Vikram uske peeche khada tha. Priya ki awaaz aa rahi thi, “Vikram… dheere… pehle ungli daalo… aahhh…” Maine Neha ki chut mein do ungliyan ghusa di. Geeli deewarein jakad rahi thin. Neha boli, “Rohan… ab lund daal do… meri chut phat rahi hai bhookh se…”

Maine Neha ki taangein failayi. Lund ka sira chut ke muh pe rakha aur dheere se dhakka maara. Aadha lund ghus gaya. Neha cheekh padi, “Aaaahhhh… itna mota… dheere… aahhhh…” Maine aur dhakka maara. Poora lund andar chala gaya. Neha ki chut itni tight thi ki lund dab raha tha. Maine dheere-dheere dhakke shuru kiye. Har dhakke ke saath Neha ki awaaz nikal rahi thi, “Aahhhh… uuuhhh… aur gehra… Rohan… meri chut faad do…”

Maine Neha ke doodh dono haathon se bheenche aur zor-zor se pelne laga. Chut se chaap-chaap ki awaaz aa rahi thi. Neha ke nakhoon meri peeth mein chubh rahe the. Maine kaha, “Neha… tu kitni randi hai… apne pati ki jagah doosre ka lund le rahi hai… bata kaisa lag raha hai?” Neha ne jawab diya, “Aahhhh… bahut maza… Vikram se zyada mota hai tera… aur tez chod… bhosdi ke… meri chut chod…”

Maine position badli. Neha ko ghodi bana diya. Uske koolhe pakad ke peeche se dhakke maarne laga. Har dhakke pe uski gaand hil rahi thi. Maine ek thappad uski gaand pe maara. Neha cheekhi, “Aahhhh… aur maar… kutiya bana de mujhe…” Maine aur tez pelna shuru kiya. Lund poora andar-bahar ho raha tha. Neha ki chut se paani beh raha tha. Meri jaanghein geeli ho gayi thin.

Thodi der baad maine Neha ko ulta kar diya. Uske pair mere kandhon pe rakhe aur gehrai tak thokne laga. Neha ki aankhein band thin. Woh lagataar sisak rahi thi, “Uuuhhhh… Rohan… ab jhadne wali hoon… saath mein jhaad… meri chut mein daal apna maal…” Maine aur zor lagaya. Neha ki chut akad gayi. Woh zor se kaanpne lagi. Uski chut se paani ki dhaar chhoot gayi. Main bhi nahi ruka. Garam maal ki dhaar uski chut mein chhod di. Itna zyada nikla ki bahar bhi behne laga.

Hum dono haanf rahe the. Neha ne apni ungli chut mein daal ke mera maal nikala aur muh mein le liya. Boli, “Kitna gaadha hai… swaad bhi accha hai.” Maine usse chooma. Uske muh mein apna hi maal ka swaad tha.

Idhar Vikram bhi Priya ko chod chuka tha. Priya ki awaazein aa rahi thin. Hum chaaron thodi der lete rahe. Phir Neha ne kaha, “Ab badalte hain.” Vikram Priya ke paas se utha aur Neha ke paas aa gaya. Main Priya ke paas gaya. Priya ki aankhon mein sharm thi lekin chut chamak rahi thi. Maine Priya ko chooma. Uske hothon pe Vikram ka swaad tha. Maine kaha, “Priya… kaisa laga Vikram ka?” Usne dheere se kaha, “Alag tha… ab tu chod…”

Maine Priya ki chut mein lund ghusaaya. Abhi bhi geeli thi. Maine missionary mein zor-zor se pelna shuru kiya. Priya ki awaaz nikli, “Aahhhh… Rohan… aaj aur zor se… jaise Neha ko choda tha waise… aahhhh…” Maine uske doodh choose aur dhakke tez kiye. Priya ki taangein meri kamar mein lipat gayi. Woh baar-baar keh rahi thi, “Aur tez… faad de meri chut… madarchod… aaj raat dono ki chut le li tune…”

Maine Priya ko side mein karwat dilayi. Ek taang upar utha ke peeche se ghusaaya. Is position mein lund aur gehra ja raha tha. Priya ki siskiyan kamre mein goonj rahi thin. Neha aur Vikram bhi paas mein hi the. Neha Vikram ke lund pe baith ke sawari kar rahi thi. Chaaron ki awaazein mil rahi thin.

Aakhiri round mein maine Priya ko god mein bithaya. Woh upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Maine uske koolhe pakad ke khud bhi dhakke maar rahe the. Priya ki chut se phir paani nikla. Maine bhi apna doosra maal uski chut mein chhod diya. Itna bhar gaya ki jab woh uthi to dhaar ki tarah behne laga. Priya ne ungli se utha ke chakh a aur muskuraayi.

Subah chaaron nange hi soye hue the. Jab aankh khuli to Neha mere seene pe leti thi. Priya Vikram ke paas. Kisi ne kuch nahi kaha. Chupchaap kapde pehne. Nashta kiya. Vikram ne sirf itna kaha, “Rohan… yeh raat dobara honi chahiye.” Neha ne meri taraf dekh ke aankh maari. Priya ne mera haath dabaya.

Hum ghar wapas aa gaye. Lekin us raat ke baad hamare rishte mein ek nayi bhookh aa gayi thi. Ab jab bhi chaaron milte hain to aankhon mein wahi sawal hota hai – agli baar kab?