Poonam Ki Jawani Aur Meri Hawas

Hello! To yeh story 90% accurate hai. Even though some people will think that it’s disgusting, it is what it is. Also keep in mind any or all conversation in this story was in Punjabi originally. Ok here we go.

So yeh incident tab hua jab main kuch 19 saal ka that. Mere bachpan se hi humare ghar mein ek naukrani kaam karti thi. Unhone mujhe apna samajh kar pala posa tha. Main bachpan se hi unhe bua bulata tha. So you can tell how important she was to me, and any other member of our family.

So skipping to the incident now, woh thi pregnant. To unhone 6 mahine ki chhuti le li kaam se. Aur apni jagah apni chhoti behen ko bhej diya (cliched par just read along). Sabse pehle kuch cheeze bata du unki behen ke baare mein. Uska naam tha Poonam. Kareeb 20-21 ki hogi tab woh. Kareeb 5’4-5’5 height thi uski.

Aur woh pehle bhi kabhi kabhi apni behen ke saath aati thi hamare ghar, par kabhi usse baat hui hi nahi. Us samey to kya pata tha kya bra size hota hai. To meri memory jitni strong hai, uske hisaab se to uske mamme kareeb 34d size ke the. Ha par nipple aur areola yaad hai acche se. Dark brown nipple.

Abhi is story ke liye boobs ki info hi kafi hai. Agle part mein baaki sab bata dunga. To ab bua ho gayi pregnant aur Poonam bhi aa gayi kaam karne. Mummy ne job se chhuti li thi kuch samay ke liye kyuki dadima bimar the. Meri bhi garmiyo ki chhutiya chal rahi thi.

To ghar pe tha main, mummy, dadima, aur Poonam, jo roz subha 9 baje aati thi aur shaam ko 7 baje jaati thi. Ab 4-5 din to wohi sab ho raha tha. Main TV pe, ma kitchen mein, dadi apni paath puja, aur Poonam safai. Kareeb 2 baje tak sara ghar ka kaam nipta ke hum sab lobby mein hi baith jaate aur lunch karte.

Fir ma aur dadi so jate, Poonam apne phone pe aur main wapis TV pe. Baat tab badli jab is shanti wale mahol mein Poonam aur main roz baat cheet karne lage. Woh mere college ke baare mein pucchti ya fir TV pe saath mein serial dekhti. Ab hum kafi frank ho chuke the.

To woh khud hi channel wagera change karti aur jo pasand ho woh lagati. Main bas jo laga hota woh dekh leta. Ek din TV pe aa gayi Katrina Kaif. Aur mera ho gaya khada. Aise hi jab kabhi mera lund khada hota tha to main bas bathroom mein ja ke hila leta tha. Dosto se suna aur follow kiya.

Porn wagera ka itna pata bhi nahi tha aur waise bhi banda dekhe kahan pe. Anyways, kisi tarha maine koshish kari chhupane ki, par aakhir mein uth ke bathroom hi bhagna pada. Poonam ko laga ki shayad maine galti se pant mein hi moot diya hai. To maine use bola ki nahi bas zor se aya hai.

Uss din pata nahi kya hua tha mujhe. Shayad Katrina Kaif zyada hi hot lag rahi thi. Ya Poonam ki gaand meri taraf thi isliye, par mera maal to 1 minute mein hi nikal gaya. Maine jaldi se pant pehni, flush kiya, hath dhoye aur bahar aa gaya. Kisi tarha normal conversation kari.

Raat aayi, Poonam gayi. Sab dinner kha kar so gaye. 11 baje ke kareeb sab sone chale gaye. Par mujhe neend nahi aayi. Aakhen band karne par bas Poonam ki gaand hi aayi ja rahi thi. Main bhi hairan ki ek dam se ye sab kya hua. Par fir main bas uski gaand ke baare mein hi sochta raha.

Kaise uski salwaar ka kuch kapda uski band tango mein fasa tha. Jis se uski gaand ek dam bahar ko nikli hui thi. Uski kacchi ka print bhi halka halka sa dikh raha tha. Ye sab sochte hi mera lund fir khada ho gaya. Maine kamre ko kundi lagayi aur bathroom mein bhag gaya.

Seat uthayi aur toilet ke upar khada ho kar zor zor se hilane laga. Fir 1 minute mein hi maal nikal gaya. Aur aisa nikla ki toilet ka dhhakkan, seat sab ganda ho gaya. Maine jaldi se tissue liya aur sara saaf kara, or that’s what I thought. Ja kar bed pe gir gaya aur kya mast neend ayi fir.

Agle din fir wahi. Papa office subha 8 baje. Mummy kitchen. Dadi puja. Aur Poonam safai. Is sab mein alag ye tha ki main sirf 2 bajne ke intazaar mein tha. Ke kab ye sab khatam ho aur main Poonam se baate karu. Khair, kisi na kisi tarha 2 baje tak time pass kiya. Lunch kiya. Aur mummy aur dadi sone gaye.

Yaad rakho ke garmiyo mein Punjab mein garmi bobut hi hoti hai. To saare parde wagera kare hue the. Darwaze band. Sab locked. Main aur Poonam TV dekh rahe drawing room mein. Na woh kuch bol rahi, na main. Pata nahi kya hua tha mujhe.

“Kucch bolo yaar! Kucch to bol na!” Bas yahi mere dimag mein ghum raha tha. 10-15 minutes ho gaye. Aur mera dimag fatne pe aa gaya. Fir, Poonam ne meri taraf dekha aur uth kar baith gayi. Usne idhar udhar dekha. Check kiya ke mummy aur dadi soye hai. Aur mere nazdik aa gayi.

Mera hath pakda aur mujhe mere kamre ke bathroom ki taraf le gayi. Meri to fat ke chhatis ho gayi. “Kya mil gaya use! Fuck fuck fuck fuck!” All in my head. Usne sink mein pada ganda kapda uthaya aur mujhe dikhaya. “Ye kya hai?” usne puccha. Uske chehre pe kafi darawni smile thi.

Aur meri pehle hi fati thi. Maine dekha to kisi ka maal usme poncha hua tha. Mera maal! Kal raat! Toilet lid! “Ab to maare gaye. Ye bata de gi meri ma ko. Mera baap mujhe jaan se maar dega,” dimag ki bhi fat ke chhatis ho gayi thi.

Maine kaha, “Kya hai ye?” Meri shakal pe likha tha sab.

Aur woh bhi janti thi ke mere dimag mein kya bhosda macha hua tha. “Dekho pagal mat samjho mujhe,” woh has ke boli,” Tum bhi jante ho aur main bhi janti hu ke yeh kya hai aur kiska hai.” Meri to sharam se gardan hi nahi uthi. Fir woh boli,” Arey ladkiyo ki tarha kya mooh chhipa rahe ho. Upar dekho.”

Woh ab apni hasi control karne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Maine aise hi gardan hila ke na kardi. “Arey yaar meri taraf dekh to sahi,” usne mere kandho ko halka sa hilaya. Maine sharmate hue apna chehra uthaya aur uski taraf dekha.

“Sharma kyu rahe ho? Waise bhi sab karte hai ye. Aur ek bat bolu?” woh boli dhire se. “Shor matachayio, ” aur usne mera maal apni jeebh se saaf kar diya. Aur andar bhi nigal gayi. “What the fuck!”

Fir woh boli,”Ab bahar aa baat karte hai.” She giggled aur fir hum wapis drawing room mein aa gaye. Ek dusre ki taraf face karke baithe aur fir woh boli “Janta hai main bhi bohut karti hu. Ungli.” Maine uski taraf ek dam se dekha.

“Kya? Tujhe jaise nahi pata ladkiya bhi karti hai.” Woh fir hassi aur main fir neeche dekh raha. Usne meri taraf dekha aur meri aakhon mein aakhe dali. Mere nazdeek ayi aur mera hath apne mammo pe rakh diya. Aur zor zor se dabane lagi. Not once did she break the eye contact.

Uska chehra bohut hi sexy lag raha tha. “Maza aa raha hai? Bol na. Kabse dabana chahte the na tum kisi ladki ke mamme?” Mera to dhayan hi nahi tha kya bol rahi hai woh. Bas uska woh hawaz se bhara chehra. Sirf usi par dhayan tha mera.

“Ek minute ruk. Main abhi kameez uthati hu. Meri god mein sar rakh.” Usne jaldi jaldi se apni kameez uthayi aur apni bra ka hook khol diya. Uske bade bade dark brown mamme. Khadi sakht chuchiyan. Main to lapat se let gaya uski god mein.

“Ab ek hath se ise daba,” usne left mamma mere hath me diya,”Aur isko mooh me lele.” Aur apna doosra mamma mere mooh mein fasa diya. Mera dimag band ho chuka tha. Mujhe kuch bhi nahi pata chal raha tha ke kya ho raha hai. Main to tab itna tharki bhi nahi tha.

“Ab ise chuso. Jaise chhote bacche karte hai” and that I did. “Ha, zor se daba bhi na ise yaar. Ha, aise hi. Ha, chuchiyan kheech meri apne hath se aur apne danto se. Ha, karta reh ye. Bilkul aise hi.” Usne mere baal sehlane shuru kar diye. Maine thora sa aankhe utha ke dekha to uski aankhe band thi.

Chehra peeche ko gira hua tha aur mooh khula tha. “Arey yaar meri fuddi gili ho gayi. Choos zor se. Ha, dusri chuchi le ab mooh mein. Haa, karta reh.Tujhe pata hai kitne logo se maine apni fuddi marwayi hai?” I didn’t know if she was trying to be dirty or if she was telling the truth.

Par uske ye comment se to mera lund itna sakht ho gaya ke meri pant hi fat jaati. Usne ye dekha aur ek dam se mere mooh se apna mamma nikal diya. Mujhe laga ke shayad maine kuch chutiyapa kar diya. Par woh zameen pe late gayi.

“Aa mere upar aa,” usne mujhe apne pet pe baitha liya aur maine uske mamme pakar liye. “Thora neeche ja. Ha. Dekha kitni gili hai meri salwaar?” Maine sar hila diya. “Is se bhi zyada gili meri fuddi hai is time. Ab hilna shuru kar. Meri fuddi ke upar apna kasa hua lund ragar.”

Maine uske mamme zara zor se dabaye aur hilna shuru kar diya. When I say how the fuck I didn’t cum as soon as I started moving, I’m not lying. Bhai hamare dono ke kapde gande ho rahe the. Par kisi ko ghanta farak padta tha. Dhire dhire mere lund ka topa uski fuddi ke daane se ragadne laga.

“Ha, mere chehre ko dekh. Dekh mujhe kaise mein maze se chud rahi hu tere lund se. Soch agar ye lund mere andar chala jaye to? Zor zor se hila apna lund meri fuddi pe.”

Mujhe pata tha ke bas 20-30 ghasso ke baad mera maal nikalne wala tha. Uski cheekhe bhi dhire dhire uchi hoti gayi to usne meri ungliyan apne mooh mein daal li.

“Haa. Bas thoda aur. Chod mere daane ko meri gili salwaar ke upar se. Ragad apna lund.Nikal de apna maal apni pant mein. Dekh main bhi apna pani nikalne lagi hu. Dekh mujhe.”

Bhai mere se to saha na gaya. Main sala virgin. Jaise woh baate kar rahi thi,  pata nahi kaise aur ghasse laga raha tha main.

“Haa, bas nikal gaya. Aa gaya. Nikal de mujhe. Is randi ko de apna garam maal.” Aur maine maal nikal diya pehle apni pant mein hi. Ye dekh ke woh bhi dheeli ho gayi. “He bhagwan. Dekh kya kar diya tune meri salwaar ka?”

Kuch der lambi lambi saasein lene ke baad woh hansne lagi. Aur meri bhi thodi si hassi nikal gayi. Hum dono bathroom ki taraf bhage aur usne mera sar neeche apni tango mein fasa liya.

“Zara smell to kar kaisi hai?”

Maine maal ghusa ke soongha. Peshab ki smell. Par sala pata nahi kya tha, main soonghta hi gaya. Usne mujhe uthaya aur boli, “Ab se roz ye karenge hum. Theek hai?” Maine smile karte hue haa kardi aur woh zara sa hans di.

Pehle main bathroom gaya aur maine apni pant utar kar rakh di. Poonam ne kaha tha ke woh pant dho degi. Aur fir woh khud bathroom mein chale gayi. Kya pata maal kaise saaf kara hoga usne. Shayad apni salwaar khol ke apna pani chata hoga.

Aur meri pant mein apni jeebh ragar ragar ke mera maar piya hoga. Jab usne bathroom ka darwaza khola to woh apni salwaar mein nahi thi. Uski neeli kacchi aage se puri gili thi. Usne meri taraf dekh ke smile kiya aur apni salwaar press karne lag gayi.

Kuch panch minute uske mammo ke sath wapis khelne ke baad hum drawing room mein aa gaye. Time pass kiya TV dekh ke, beech mein gande gande ishare kiye ek dusre ko. Aur 7 baje woh chali gayi. Ab to bas kal ka intazaar tha.

Bhai log ye ho gaya part 1. Pata nahi kya likha hai par sab yaad karte time to maine 2 baar hila liya. Anyways, do let me know your thoughts on it. Ab laga main fir hilane.