Vietnam ke suite mein Isha ne Lucky ko banaya apna gulam. Dekhiye Indian Femdom ki ye had se paar kahani jahan mardangi ka janaza nikal gaya. Isha aur Tinku ne milkar Lucky ko uski aukaat dikhayi. Ek aisi Indian Femdom story jahan pati bana sirf ek saaf karne wala naukar.

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Vietnam ki subah ki dhoop khidki ke pardo ko cheer kar andar aa rahi thi, lekin us kamre ki faza mein abhi bhi raat ki gunah-aloos aur zillat bhari thandak maujood thi. Lucky subah theek 7 baje suite 407 ke bahar khada thar-thar kaanp raha tha. Usne darwaza dhakela toh dekha ki room khaali tha, par manzar raat ki tabahi ki gawahi de raha tha.

Bed ki chadar puri tarah se sikudi hui thi, jagah-jagah Tinku ke shareer ke nishaan aur Isha ke badan se nikle huye paseene aur Tinku ke 'maal' ke sookhe huye dhabbe chamak rahe the. Kamre mein ek ajeeb si bhari, gandi aur uttejak smell basi hui thi—sex, paseena, aur mardana hawas ka ek aisa mixture jo Lucky ka dum ghot raha tha. Woh chup-chaap ek kone mein kursi par baith gaya aur un dhabbo ko dekh kar rone laga. Use yaad aa raha tha kaise kal raat usne apni hi biwi ki gaand se Tinku ka garama-garam maal chaat kar saaf kiya tha.

Achanak darwaza khula. Tinku aur Isha andar dakhil huye. Dono ne tight gym gear pehna hua tha. Isha ki black leggings uski bhari hui gaand aur thighs par itni chipki hui thi ki uske shareer ka har mod saaf dikh raha tha. Uska chehra paseene se chamak raha tha aur uski saansein tez thi.

"Arey... aa gaya mera paltu kutta?" Isha ne aate hi ek shrill, chubhne wali hansi ke saath kaha.

Tinku ne apna protein shaker table par rakha aur Lucky ki taraf dekh kar ek neechi nazar dali. "Dekh Isha, tera naukar kitna punctual hai. Raat bhar ki zillat ke baad bhi subah-subah apni malkin ki khidmat mein hazir hai."

Isha Lucky ke bilkul kareeb aakar khadi ho gayi. Uske badan se gym ki sakht mehnat ke baad nikalne wala tez aur namkeen paseene ki boo aa rahi thi. Usne apna ek pair utha kar Lucky ke ghutno par rakha.

"Pata hai Lucky? Raat ko tere jaane ke baad Tinku ne mera kya haal kiya? Usne mujhe ek pal chain nahi lene diya. Teen baar meri narm galiyon ko apne mote lund se raunda hai usne. Aur subah hote hi mujhe 5 kilometer running aur phir heavy gym session karwaya. Dekh... meri puri body pasine se tar-batar hai. Aur ab... meri 'Morning Sweet' ka time hai. Kya tu taiyaar hai apni malkin ka paseena peene ke liye?"

Isha ne kursi par baithte huye hukum diya, "Niche jhuk kamine! Mere shoes utaar aur dekh meri mehnat ki khushboo kaisi hoti hai."

Lucky ne kaanpte hatho se Isha ke mehnge gym shoes ke laces khole. Jaise hi usne shoe bahar khincha, andar se ek behad tez, sadi hui aur namkeen paseene ki smell ka jhonka aaya. Isha ne socks nahi pehne the, isliye uske nange pairon ka paseena sidha us shoe ke leather aur sole mein jazb ho chuka hai.

"Iske andar apna muh ghusa!" Isha ne apne pair se Lucky ka sar pakad kar shoe ke andar thonk diya. "Soongh isko! Yeh meri aur Tinku ki mehnat ka nateeja hai. Bata, kaisi smell hai?"

Lucky ka dum ghutne laga. Us shoe ke band mahol mein uski naak Isha ke paseene se bheegi hui khaal ki smell se bhar gayi. "Malkin... bahut... bahut tez smell hai..." Lucky ne ghut-ti awaaz mein kaha.

"Tez nahi... ise 'Khushboo' bol! Ek malkin ke pairon ki khushboo," Isha ne uske kaan ke paas cheekh kar kaha. "Ab apni zabaan nikaal aur is shoe ke andar jitna bhi mera paseena laga hai, use chat-chat kar chamka de. Ek bhi drop nahi bachna chahiye."

Lucky ne apni zabaan nikali aur us gande shoe के andaruni hisse ko chaatna shuru kiya. Tinku wahan baith kar apna protein shake pi raha tha aur is nazaare ka lutf utha raha tha.

"Isha, iska dhyan thoda bhatak raha hai. Ise asli mardangi ka ehsas karao," Tinku ne haste huye kaha.

Isha ne turant apne dono pair Lucky ke chehre par jama diye. Usne apni leggings thodi upar ki aur Lucky se kaha, "Ab meri thighs aur ghutno ke peeche ka paseena saaf kar. Yahan Tinku ne aaj subah mujhe pakad kar exercise karwayi thi."

Lucky ne apna muh Isha ki paseene se chip-chipi thighs par rakha. Woh apni zabaan se Isha ki gori khaal par jami namak ki parat (dried sweat) ko chaat raha tha. Isha ne maze mein apni aankhen band kar li.

"Ahhh... haan... bilkul ek kutte ki tarah. Tinku baby, dekho yeh kaise meri body clean kar raha hai. Yeh mera human towel hai," Isha ne garv se kaha.

Usne Lucky ka sar pakda aur use apni leggings ke upar se hi apni 'crotch' (v-area) ki taraf dabaya. "Yahan dekh... yahan sabse zyada paseena hai. Yahan Tinku ka touch aur mera paseena mix hai. Ise poora soongh aur chaat kar meri leggings geeli kar de." Dive into a world of Indian Femdom narratives on our platform.

Lucky ki naak ab Isha ke us private area par thi jo gym ki wajah se behad garam aur namkeen ho chuka tha. Woh kapde ke upar se hi use chaatne laga. Tinku ne uth kar Lucky ke peeche aakar use ek laat maari.

"Zor se chaat harami! Teri biwi aaj poore din meri hone wali hai. Hum dono beach par jayenge, woh bikini pehnegi aur tu humara bag uthayega. Par usse pehle, tujhe meri aur iski raat bhar ki gandagi saaf karni hogi."

Uske baad Isha ne apne paseene se chamak rahe chehre par ek shaitani muskurahat layi aur Tinku ki taraf dekha, jo bade aaram se sofa par baith kar apne protein shaker se ghoont bhar raha tha.

"Baby," Isha ne apni nakhreli aur robili awaaz mein kaha, "Tumhe hamesha shikayat rehti hai na ki jab hum khade hokar kiss karte hain, toh tumhe mujhse lamba hone ki wajah se thoda niche jhukna padta hai? Tumhe takleef ho, ye me kabhi nahi chahogi

Isha ne phir Lucky ki taraf dekha, jo abhi bhi zameen par ghutno ke bal baitha uske pussy ka sweat smell kar raha tha. "Sun be kutte! Idhar aa. Aaj tu meri zindagi ka sabse bada kaam karega. Chal, pet ke bal let ja yahan farsh par!"

Lucky thar-thar kaanpte hue Isha ke kadmon ke paas pet ke bal let gaya. Uska chehra thandi tiles par tha aur uska poora shareer ek dare hue janwar ki tarah kaanp raha tha.

"Seedha let! Ekdum sakht ho ja," Isha ne apne per ki heel uski peeth par zor se dabate hue kaha. "Aaj tu hamara 'Insaan-Stool' banega. Main tere upar khadi hungi taaki main Tinku ke barabar pahunch saku. Aur yaad rakh kamine, agar tera shareer zara bhi hila, ya tune dard ki wajah se koi awaaz nikali aur hamare romance mein khalal dala... toh main tera wo haal karungi ki tu maut ki bheek mangega. Samjha?"

Lucky ne dabi hui awaaz mein kaha, "Ji... ji malkin. Main bilkul nahi hilunga."

Uske baad . Isha ne apne dono shoes ke andar se unke 'Insoles' (andar ki gaddi) bahar nikale. Wo insoles puri tarah se Isha ke gym aur running ke paseene se geele aur kaale pad chuke the.

"Lekin kutte" Isha ne ek naye khayal ke saath kaha, "Jab main tere upar khadi hokar Tinku ko kiss karungi, tab tera ye ganda muh aur ye zabaan khali rahenge. Aur teri malkin ko ye bilkul pasand nahi ki uska pet khaali baith kar hamara tamasha dekhe. Tujhe bhi toh kuch kaam milna chahiye na?"

Isha ne wo dono paseene se lathpath insoles Lucky ke chehre ke bilkul samne tiles par rakh diye. Phir usne Tinku ki taraf ishara kiya. Tinku ne haste hue apna protein shaker uthaya aur usme bacha hua gaadha, chipchipa chocolate protein shake un gande insoles ke upar ulat diya.

"Le kutte!" Isha ne nafrat se kaha. "Ye protein shake mere pairon ke paseene aur jooton ki mitti ke saath mix hokar tere liye ek 'Special Tonic' ban gaya hai. Jab tak main tere upar khadi hokar Tinku ke saath smooch aur french kiss ka maza lungi, tab tak teri ye gandi zabaan in dono insoles ko chaat-chaat kar chamkati rehni chahiye. Ye mixture tujhe nayi taqat dega... meri gulami karne ki taqat!"

Itna bolte hi Isha ne apna poora wajan Lucky ki peeth par dal diya. Wo uski reedh ki haddi ke upar apne nange pairon se khadi ho gayi. Lucky ke muh se ek dard bhari karah nikli, par Isha ne turant uske sar par apne pair ka dabav badha diya.

"Chup! Shuru ho ja kutte!"

Isha ab Lucky ki peeth par viraajman thi, jaise koi rani apne gulam ki laash par khadi ho. Wo ab Tinku ke kad ke barabar thi. Tinku ne Isha ki kamar mein hath dala aur use apni taraf khincha. Dono ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekh kar hasne lage, jabki unke niche ek insaan apni mardangi ka janaza nikalte dekh raha tha.

"Mmm... Isha, tumhari ye height toh bade kaam ki nikal aayi," Tinku ne kaha aur Isha ke hothon par toot pada.

Upar Isha aur Tinku ek behad garam aur besharam 'French Kiss' mein khoye hue the. Unki zabaanein ek dusre se lad rahi thi, unki saansein garam ho chuki thi. Isha deewangi mein Tinku ke baal khinch rahi thi aur apne shareer ka poora dabav Lucky ki peeth par de rahi thi taaki wo Tinku ke hothon tak aur achhe se pahunch sake.

Niche Lucky ki halat narak se badtar thi. Uske upar Isha ka bhari wajan tha jo uske phephdon se hawa bahar nikal raha tha. Par usse bhi zyada ghinona kaam uski zabaan kar rahi thi. Wo majboori mein un paseene se lathpath insoles ko chaat raha pha.

Protein shake ka meetha swad Isha ke pairon ke namkeen aur khattay paseene ke saath milkar ek aisi gandi cheez ban chuka tha jise nigalna namumkin tha. Par Lucky ko wahi karna tha. Usne apni zabaan bahar nikali aur un gande insoles ke har ek raishe (fiber) se wo mixture chatne laga.

"Gulp... slurp..."

Lucky ki aankhon se dhar-dhar aansu gir kar unhi insoles par gir rahe the. Use Isha ke pairon ki wo sadi hui smell apni naak ke raste dimaag tak jati mehsoos ho rahi thi. Har baar jab wo lick karta, use Isha ke jooton ki mitti aur uske pairon ki kadi khaal ka ehsas hota.

Upar se Isha ki awazein aa rahi thi. "Ohh Tinku... aur gehri kiss karo... mmm... mera gulam niche hilla nahi chahiye... ahh maza aa raha hai."

Isha ne jaan-boojhkar apne pairon ki ungliyon se Lucky ki khaal ko kureda, jaise wo kisi gadde (mattress) par khadi ho. "Dekho Tinku, ye namard kitne maze se mera paseena pee raha hai. Iski yahi aukaat hai. Isko lag raha hoga ki ye protein shake pee raha hai, par ye toh meri pairon ki gandagi pee raha hai."

Tinku ne kiss karte-karte beech mein break liya aur niche Lucky ki taraf thooka. "Kyu be Lucky? Kaisa swad hai malkin ke paseene ka? Chocolate flavour mein namak ka maza aa raha hai na?"

Lucky kuch bol nahi sakta tha. Uska muh poora us gande mixture se bhara tha. Wo kisi janwar ki tarah tiles par pada-pada sirf un insoles ko chamka raha tha. Uski zabaan thak chuki thi, uska gala jal raha tha, par Isha ka wajan use hamesha yaad dila raha tha ki wo ab ek insaan nahi, sirf ek 'Human Stool' hai.

Isha ne Tinku ke hothon ko kat-te hue kaha, "Baby, isko thoda aur punish karte hain. Iska ek insole toh lagbhag saaf ho gaya hai, dusra wala iske muh ke aur andar thonso."

Tinku ne niche jhuk kar wo ganda, protein aur paseene se geela insole uthaya aur Lucky ke muh mein poora thons diya. Lucky ka dam ghutne laga, par Isha uski peeth par aur zor se koodne lagi.

"Chaba isko! Poora ras nikaal meri mehnat ka. Jab tak humari kiss khatam nahi hoti, ye insole tere muh se bahar nahi aana chahiye. Tu mera naukar hai, mera pet hai, mera pair saaf karne wala maidan hai!"

Lucky ki aankhen phatne ko ho gayi. Uske muh mein Isha ke jooton ki wo gandi gaddi thi jo uske gale tak ja rahi thi. Usme se nikalne wala har boond paseena uske pait mein ja raha tha. Wo dekh raha tha ki uski biwi kisi aur mard ke pyar mein pagli ho rahi hai, aur wo bhi uski apni peeth par sawar hokar.

Isha ne apne hath piche karke Tinku ki hips ko pakda aur use aur zor se kiss karne lagi. "I love this, Tinku! Is gulam ke upar khade hokar tumhe kiss karne ka maza hi kuch aur hai. Aisa lagta hai jaise hum kisi unchi choti par hain aur ye duniya hamare kadmon mein hai." Discover the thrill of Indian Femdom tales on our official site.

Tinku ne haste hue kaha, "Duniya ka toh pata nahi Isha, par ye namard toh tumhare kadmon mein hi rahega hamesha."

Karib 20 minute tak ye ghinona khel chalta raha. Isha ne tab tak Lucky ki peeth nahi chhodi jab tak usne aur Tinku ne ek dusre ka poora muh thook aur lalaar (saliva) se nahi bhar diya. Jab Isha niche utri, toh Lucky ki peeth par uske nange pairon ke laal nishaan ban chuke the.

Isha ne Lucky ke muh se wo ganda insole khincha aur uske chehre par zor se thappad mara.

"Thuu! Dekh kitna ganda kar diya tune mera insole. Chal, ab uth aur ye jo bacha kucha tiles par gira hai, use bhi apni zabaan se chat kar saaf kar. Ek bhi dhabba dikha toh honeymoon yahi khatam aur teri maut shuru."

Lucky besahara hokar tiles chaatne laga, jabki Isha aur Tinku ek dusre ki bahon mein lipat kar agle maze ki planning karne lage.

Vietnam ki us garam dopahar mein, resort ka wo suite ab ek aisi jagah ban chuka tha jahan mardangi ka qatal har lamhe ho raha tha. Isha, jo abhi Lucky ki peeth par sawar hokar Tinku ko sadiyo purani pyas ki tarah choom rahi thi, niche utri. Uske badan se nikalne wala paseena ab Lucky ke jism aur uske muh mein ghul chuka tha.

Isha ne Tinku ki aankhon mein dekha, jahan hawas ki aag saaf chamak rahi thi. Usne Tinku ke gym lower ke ubhaar (bulge) par apna narm hath phera aur ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha:

"Arey baby... dekho toh sahi! Sirf mere ek smooch aur thodi si French kiss ne tumhare is khunkhaar auzar ko kitni buri tarah jaga diya hai. Ye toh ek dum lohe ki lath ki tarah khada ho gaya hai."

Isha ne Tinku ke gale mein hath dale aur thoda nakhre se boli, "Darling, tumne mujhse shadi ke baad bhi mujhe apna kar mujh par bahut bada ehsan kiya hai. Sach toh ye hai ki shadi se pehle bhi tumne mujhe kabhi shikayat ka mauka nahi diya, aur shadi ke baad bhi tumne mujhe satisfy karne mein koi kasar nahi chhodi. Agar tum shadi ke baad mujhe apnane se mana kar dete, toh main is namard, is fattu Lucky ki choti si lulli ke sahare apni jawani kaise nikaalti? Mera dum ghut jata iske saath."

Lucky wahi zameen par dher pada tha, uska muh abhi bhi Isha ke jooton ke swad se bhara tha. Isha ne Tinku ki taraf dekhte hue kaha, "Mera bhi toh farz hai na baby, ki jab bhi tumhara ye mardangi ka parcham lehraye, main iski poori seva karu. Ise shant karna ab meri zimmedari hai."

Itna bolte hi Isha ghutno ke bal niche baithi, par Tinku ke liye nahi, balki uske auzar ki ibadat karne ke liye. Usne bade aaram se Tinku ka gym lower niche sarka diya aur uske andar se underwear ko khinch kar bahar nikala.

Chattak!

Jaise hi kapda hata, Tinku ka 8 inch ka bhari-bharkam auzar kisi bhookhe ajgar ki tarah bahar nikal kar Isha ke chehre ke samne lehraya. Wo poori tarah se tan chuka tha, nassein ubhar aayi thi aur uska laal toplaa (head) chamak raha tha.

Isha ne Lucky ki thodi (chin) pakdi aur uska chehra Tinku ke lund ki taraf mod diya. "Dekh kutte! Ise dekh! Ye hai ek asli mard ka hathyar. Teri poori pushto mein, tere khandaan ke saare mardo ke auzar bhi agar mila diye jaye na, tab bhi wo itne bade aur itne khatarnak nahi ho payenge jitna ye akela hai."

Lucky ki aankhein phati ki phati reh gayi. Wo dekh raha tha ki uski biwi kisi aur ke lund ki pooja kar rahi hai. Wo andar hi andar khud ko kos raha tha, use apni mardangi par sharm aa rahi thi. Wo khud ko ek hara hua, zaleel namard samajh raha tha.

"Idhar aa kamine!" Isha ne dahadte hue Lucky ko chillakar bulaya. "Aaj tera bharm hamesha ke liye tod deti hu. Aaj tujhe live compare karke batati hu ki tu kitna bada namard hai. Jis 'land' ke dam par tu khud ko mard bolta hai aur mardangi ki baatein karta hai na, aaj dekh le ki wo dusre mardo ke samne kya hai."

Isha ne Lucky ko order diya ki wo Tinku ke bilkul bagal mein khada ho jaye. Lucky ek zinda laash ki tarah utha aur Tinku ke paas ja khada hua. Tinku wahan ek raja ki tarah khada tha, uska 8 inch ka lund hawa mein tan kar Lucky ko chidha raha tha.

Isha ne bina kisi reham ke Lucky ka pajama niche khincha aur uski chadi (underwear) utaar di. Lucky ka auzar darr aur sharm ki wajah se bilkul sikud chuka tha. Wo ek murjhaye hue phool ki tarah niche latak raha tha.

Isha ne Lucky ka wo chota sa ang apne hath mein liya aur zor se hasne lagi. "Arey! Isko toh 'land' kehna bhi land ki beizzati hai. Ye toh lulli hai... choti si, bejaan lulli!"

Isha ne ek hath se Tinku ka bhari-bharkam auzar apni muthi mein jakda, jise pakadne ke liye uski poori hatheli bhi kam pad rahi thi. Phir usne apne dusre hath ki sirf ek ungli aur anguthe (thumb) se Lucky ka auzar pakda.

"Dekh kutte! Farq dekh!" Isha ne chillate hue kaha. "Tinku ka ye bull jaisa hathyar pakadne ke liye mujhe apne dono hath lagane padte hain, aur tera ye kachra pakadne ke liye mujhe poore hath ki zaroorat bhi nahi hai. Tu khud dekh kutte... kahan ye Tinku ka 8 inch ka mardangi ka

khazana, jo jab andar jata hai toh meri halat kharab kar deta hai, meri cheekhein nikal deta hai... aur kahan ye tera chota sa kanchua!"

Isha ne Lucky ke auzar ko jhatka dete hue kaha, "Tu agar isko lekar kisi aurat ke andar dalne ki koshish bhi karega na, toh use aisa lagega jaise koi choti si chitti (ant) apni ungli se uski chut mein gudgudi kar rahi ho. Tu sirf namard hi nahi hai Lucky, tu mardangi ke naam par ek kalank hai."

Tinku ne upar se haste hue Lucky ke sar par hath thapthapaya. "Kya hua Lucky? Size dekh kar sadme mein chala gaya kya? Isha sahi keh rahi hai, tu toh iske samne kisi maachis ki tilli jaisa lag raha hai."

Isha ne Tinku ke lund par apni zabaan pheri aur Lucky ki taraf dekh kar thook diya. "Aaj se tu mard kehne ka haq kho chuka hai. Tu sirf ek gulam hai, jiska kaam hai hamare jaise asli jode ki khidmat karna."

Vietnam ki us garam, namkeen dopahar mein resort ka wo suite ab kisi bura sapne se kam nahi tha. Lucky, jo nanga farsh par pada tha, apni mardangi ka janaza apni hi aankhon se dekh chuka tha. Uske samne Tinku ka wo 8-inch ka bhari-bharkam auzar kisi lohe ki lath ki tarah tan kar khada tha, aur Isha ki aankhon mein apne pati ke liye sirf aur sirf ghin aur nafrat thi.  Find your favorite Indian Femdom chronicles exclusively on our site.

Isha ne Tinku ke us vishal hathyar par apni ungliyan pheri aur phir Lucky ki taraf dekha, jo apni choti si 'lulli' liye sharm se gada ja raha tha.

"Ab dekh kutte," Isha ne apni robili, nasha-yukt awaaz mein kaha. "Ab main apne is mard-e-khaas ke auzar ko shant karungi. Par tujhe kya laga? Tu kya tamasha dekhega? Nahi kamine, main tujhe ek pal ke liye bhi khali nahi baithne de sakti. Tujhe har second, har saans ke saath ye ehsas hona chahiye ki teri haisiyat ek sadak ke kutte aur ek zaleel gulam se zyada kuch nahi hai."

Isha ne Lucky ke baal muthi mein jakde aur use jhatke se niche farsh par Tinku ke kadmon ke paas leta diya. "Chal chup-chaap yahan niche let ja! Main upar Tinku ke is pahaad jaise auzar ko apne muh se thanda karungi, aur niche... niche tu mujhe shant karega apni gandi zabaan se."

Itna bolte hi Isha ne bina kisi hichkichahat ke apna gym lower aur underwear niche sarka kar fenk diya. Uska gora, paseene se chip-chipa badan ab poori tarah nanga tha. Wo sidhe Lucky ke chehre ke upar sawar ho gayi. Lucky ka poora chehra Isha ki garam pussy ke niche dab gaya.

"Chal kutte! Shuru ho ja! Apni gandi zabaan bahar nikal aur meri chut ke andar daal. Kal raat bhar jo Tinku ne apna garama-garam mardana maal mere andar ulat-ulat kar bhara hai na, uska taste le! Tu zindagi bhar kabhi wo sukoon nahi de paya, isliye ab tu wahi taste kar sakta hai jo ek asli mard ne mere andar chhoda hai. Chat isko!"

Isha ne apni pussy Lucky ke muh par zor-zor se ragadna shuru kiya. Niche Lucky ka dum ghut raha tha. Isha ki pussy se uthne wali teekhi, namkeen aur Tinku ke purane maal ki mili-juli smell ne Lucky ke dimaag ko sunn kar diya tha. Wo majboori mein apni zabaan bahar nikal kar Isha ki narm galiyon ko chaatne laga.

Upar, Isha ne Tinku ke us mote lund ko apne dono hathon se pakda aur poora ka poora apne muh mein le liya.

"Gulp... Gulp... Ahhh..."

Isha ek taraf Tinku ka lund chus rahi thi aur niche apni pussy Lucky ke muh par kisi maidan ki tarah ragad rahi thi. Thodi der baad, Isha ne Tinku ka auzar apne muh se nikala aur Lucky ka sar pakad kar uska muh zabardasti khulwaya.

"Phtu!"

Isha ne Tinku ke lund ka wo gaadha thook aur lalaar sidhe Lucky ke khule muh mein thook diya. "Nigal isko! Ye tere malik ka ras hai," usne cheekh kar kaha aur phir se apni pussy uske muh par ragadne lagi. Wo baar-baar Lucky ke chehre par thook rahi thi aur deewangi mein moan kar rahi thi.

"Ahhh... Tinku... dekho ye kutta kaise hamare milan ka saboot chat raha hai. Chat kamine! Meri chut se asli mard ka ras chat! Zor se!"

Isha ab lagatar Tinku ke auzar ko apne hathon se tezi se hila rahi thi (handjob) aur beech-beech mein use poora chus leti thi. Tinku aaram se bed par baitha is nazaare ka maza le raha tha, jaise koi shaitaan apne gulam ko tadapti hui maut dekh raha ho.

Lucky ki halat bhayanak ho chuki thi. Uske muh par Isha ki geeli pussy ka dabaav tha, aur uske gale mein Tinku ke lund ka swad utar raha tha. Use saans lene mein takleef ho rahi thi, par Isha ka junoon badhta hi ja raha tha. Wo apni hips ko itni tezi se Lucky ke chehre par ghis rahi thi ki Lucky ki naak aur muh Isha ki khaal mein dhas gaye the.

Achanak, Isha ko mehsoos hua ki Tinku ab discharge hone wala hai. Usne turant apna muh Tinku ke lund se hataya aur Lucky ka chehra apni pussy ke niche se azad kiya.

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Tinku ne ek zordaar jhatka maara aur uska 8-inch ka auzar pichkariyan chorne laga. Isha ne Tinku ka lund pakad kar uska rukh sidhe Lucky ke chehre ki taraf kar diya. Gaadha, garam aur safed maal (cum) Lucky ki aankhon, naak aur khule hue muh par dhaar bankar girne laga. Ek... do... paanch... das pichkariyan! Lucky ka poora chehra us safed gaadhe maal se lathpath ho gaya.

"Dekh kutte!" Isha ne Lucky ke baalon ko khinchte hue kaha. "Itna maal teri is namard 'lulli' se poori zindagi mein nahi nikal payega jitna Tinku ne ek baar mein tere muh par phenk diya hai. Dekh iski mardangi ki taqat!"

Lekin Isha abhi ruki nahi thi. Wo turant wapas Lucky ke chehre par sawar ho gayi. Uska apna shareer bhi ab charam-seema (climax) par tha. Wo Lucky ke muh par apni pussy ragadte hue zor-zor se kaanpne lagi.

"Ahhh... Tinku... main aa rahi hu... ahhh mard ka maal chatne ka nateeja dekh kutte!"

Aur phir, Isha ki pussy se ek tez dhar ka discharge (squirting) nikla jo sidhe Lucky ke muh aur naak ke andar chala gaya. Lucky ka chehra ab ek 'Human Dustbin' ban chuka tha. Uske chehre par pehle se hi Tinku ka dher saara maal tha, aur ab uske upar Isha ka garam discharge aur thook mil gaya.

"Mmm... chat isko kamine! Tere naseeb mein yahi gandagi likhi thi. Tu isi ke layak hai," Isha ne haanthte hue kaha.

Wo Lucky ke chehre se uthi, uske chehre par ek aakhri baar thook diya aur khadi ho gayi. Lucky farsh par pada tha, uska poora chehra safed aur geela tha, aankhon mein aansu the par shareer mein hilne ki taqat nahi bachi thi.

Isha ne Tinku ka hath pakda aur Lucky ko ek laat maari. "Sun be kutte! Hum dono ab nahane ja rahe hain. Jab tak hum naha kar bahar aaye, ye poora room, ye bed, ye farsh ek-ek inch chamakna chahiye. Aur yaad rakhna, agar kahin bhi Tinku ka maal ya meri gandagi ka ek dhabba bhi dikha, toh teri kher nahi."

Isha ne apni paseene aur ras se bheegi hui underwear (panty) uthayi aur Lucky ke muh par de maari. "Isse saaf kar sab kuch! Aur nikalne se pehle isko bhi chat kar chamka dena. Chal Tinku baby, let's have a hot shower."

Isha aur Tinku haste hue, Lucky ko uski zillat ke dher par chhod kar bathroom mein dakhil ho gaye. Piche reh gaya tha sirf ek hara hua pati, jo ab sirf ek 'kutta' ban chuka tha, apne hi gharwalon ki gandagi saaf karne ke liye.

For Part-Five click here