Hello friend, Today’s Story of Ritu ji is in the words of Rohit, Thank you Ritu ji, you gave me the opportunity to present my stories. Hi friends! Yah my story. I hope you will like it. Yeh meri pehli kahani hai aur main apni pehli one-night stand ki baat aapko batane ja raha hu.
Main Bangalore mein naukri kar raha tha. Mere college ke doston ka ek gang ban gaya tha – main, Rishabh, Hardik aur Sneha. Us saal Sneha ki dost Kritika Bangalore mein MBA karne aai thi. Kuch time mein hi woh humare gang mein shamil ho gayi.
Kritika sawali thi good looking, 5.5 ft ki height thi aur ache boobs aur gaand thi. Pehle se hi Kritika meri nazar mein thi aur woh usko bhi pata tha. Kabhi kabhi woh mujhe smile deti aur touch karti jab paas baithi ho. Mujhe bhi pata tha ki woh interested hai.
Kritika se mile 6-8 mahine ho gaye the aur humlog uske semester exam ke baad party karne pub gaye. Main drive kar raha tha to just ek beer pee thi aur Kritika Bakshi pe nazar jamaye tha.
Raat 11 baje hum ghar ke liye nikle. Maine baaki logon ko pehle drop kiya aur last mein Kritika ko rakha. Hum uske PG ki taraf ja rahe the ki woh bolne lagi.
Kritika: Kya re Raghu, puri shaam mujhe taak raha tha. Aur ab car mein akele, plan kya hai tera?
Me: Yaar tu mereko bohut sexy lagti hai aur aaj to short dress mein maal lag rahi hai.
Kritika: Acha, sexy lagti hu to pehle kyun nahi bataya?
Me: Mauka nahi mila, aaj bata diya na. Tujhe kiss karne ka mann kar raha hai.
Kritika: Maine kaha roka hai, aa ja…
Me: Yaha road pe nahi. Police kafi strict hai. Chal mere flat mein.
Kritika: Tune to pate ki baat boli, chal aaj maze karte hain.
Main to yeh sun ke khush ho gaya aur jaldi gadi leke ghar pahucha. Maine 1bhk le rakhi thi aur akele rehta tha. Jaisa hi hum flat mein pahuche aur darwaza bandh kiya, Kritika aa ke merese lipat gayi.
Jism se perfume aur muh se sharab ki khusboo. Main to pagal hi ho gaya. Kritika bhi out of control thi. Deep French kisses karne lagi aur meri jeebh ko chusne lagi
Me: Mast chusti hai re tu. Par mere paas behtar cheez hai chusne ko…
Kritika: Pata hai …
Yeh keh ke woh mere jeans ke upar haath sehlane lagi. Main ekdm hard ho gaya tha aur jeans mein mera lund dukhne lagaa tha. Maine Kritika ko dhakka de ke chair pe bithaya aur lund nikal ke uske paas gaya.
Kritika: Baap re tera lund to kya khada ho gaya hai, topa bhi geela hai.
Yeh keh hi rahi thi, ki maine apna lund uske muh mein pel diya. Mera lamba lund uske muh ke bhitar tak ja raha tha. Maine Kritika ka sar pakda aur khade khade uska muh chodne laga.
Kritika ne apne haath mere gand pe rakha aur mere dhakke ke sath muh aage peeche karne lagi. Mera lund Kritika ke thuk se geeli ho gayi thi aur lund se thuk jameen par girne laga. Maine lund nikala aur Kritika ko pakad ke bedroom le gaya aur bed pe phek diya.
Kritika ne ek black top aur jeans ki skirt pehen rakhi thi. Usne apne kapde utarna shuru kiya aur main bhi nanga hone laga. Ek minute mein hum dono nange ho ke bed pe aa gaye.
Makne Asjmha ko peeth pe litaya aur uske pair phailaya. Uski chut bilkul saaf thi, pura shaved aur itni geeli thi ke pani nikal raha tha. Yeh dekh ke main pagal ho gaya aur apna lund ek hi jhatke mein uski chut mein pel diya.
Kritika: Aaaah… bata deta, pura lund daal diya, kamine…. aaah chod mereko … chod.
Main zor zor se Kritika ki chut chodne laga. 2-3 min baad maine lund nikala aur Kritika ko ulta bed pe ghuma liya aur gaand meri taraf kar li. Main uske upar chada aur lund peeche se chut mein pel diya
Kritika: Aah… fuck fuck… fuck me
Main pura ka pura lund nikal ke fir ek baar mein andar daal deta. Aise 5-10 baar maine Kritika ko thoka. Har thukai pe ko chilla uthti thi
Kritika: Pagal ho gaya hai tu bhadwe? Kaisa mast chod raha hai. Ah, thok mereko. Chod bhadwe, chod.
Kritika pagal ho gayi thi aur chillate hue jhad gayi. Maine fir speed thodi kum ki. Aur jaise hi jhadne wala tha lund nikala aur pura maal Kritika ke peeth pe chor diya aur thak ke bed pe gir gaya.
Kuch der baad Kritika ne mujhe uthaya.
Kritika: So gaya kya, Raghu? Ek towel de na, tera muth pure peeth pe phail gaya mera
Me: Nahi yaar soya nahi, bohut thak gaya. Ruk deta hu.
Main ek towel laya aur Kritika ke peeth pe laga hua muth pooch diya.
Kritika: Saale Raghu, kya choda tune.
Me: Maza aaya? Teri chut kya tight hai re, maza aa gaya
Kritika: Mahine ho gaye chude hue, tight to hoga hi.
Main bed pe wall ki taraf peeth karke baith gaya aur Kritika ki peeth apne taraf karke meri tango ke beech bitha liya.
Me: Dekhu kitni tight hai teri chut.
Main ek hath se Kritika ka boob masal raha tha aur dusre hath se uski chut mein ungli kar raha tha. Kritika bhi mere sath ek hath se apna chut sehla rahi thi aur dusra hath meri jangh pe rakhi thi. Jaise hi woh sehlane lagi main tezi se apna ungli andar bahar karne laga.
Kritika: Aaah, tujhe to ungli karna bhi aata hai re. Kaha se seekha?
Me: Tu maze le, sawal kya puch rahi hai?
Thodi der mein Kritika ekdum garam ho gayi aur sar peeche karke kaapne lagi. Uski chut ka pani bistar pe gir raha tha. Aur jhat se usne mera hath apne chut se hata ya aur tange bandh kar li aur zor se jhad gayi.
Par maine chance late hue use bed pe giraya aur uski tango ko phaile ke uski chut chatne laga. Wah, kya swaad thi Kritika ki geeli chut ki. Main uska paani chat ke peene laga aur uske bable masalne laga. Aisa kuch del chalta raha aur main fir hard ho gaya.
Me: Kya mast chut hai teri Kritika, bohut geeli ho gayi hai
Kritika: Bolta hi rahega ya mujhe chodega bhi?
Maine uske gand ko pakad ke uthaya aur position le ke apna lund fir uske chut mein pel diya. Hum dono bohut hi garam ho gaye the aur 4–5-minute mein hi main chutne ki kagar mein tha.
Maine lund nikala aur Kritika ke bablo ke upar sala maal nikal diya. Phir thak kar uske boobs ke upar so gaya. Mera muth hum dono ki chati se beech tha aur waise hi dono so gaye.
Subah utha to Kritika bagal mein soyi hui thi. Maine breakfast order diya aur nahane chala gaya. Naha ke jab nikla, to Kritika uth ke bed pe baithi thi aur bohut khush lag rahi thi.
Kritika: Good morning!
Me Good morning. Tu soyi thi to maine disturb nahi kiya.
Kritika: Acha kiya, I needed to sleep a bit. Bohut thaka diya tune kal raat ko. Bada maza aaya!
Me: Mujhe bhi maza aaya. Tu to badi hi maal hai.
Kritika: (muskurate hue) Chal abhi main naha leti hu.
Yeh kehke woh bathroom chali gayi, itne mein breakfast bhi aa gaya. Humne sath mein breakfast kiya aur fir maine Kritika ko uske PG mein drop kar diya.
Ye thi meri Bangalore ki hawas bhari kahani.
