Anusha bani ghar ki mard

Anusha bani ghar ki mard
Jaisi hi Anusha ghar mein ghusi, usne dekha ki har jagah bacche ke kapde aur kapde idhar udhar fele hue hai. Living room mein TV ekdum jor jor se baj raha tha. Kitchen mein speaker par kuch gaane baj rahe the tez tez. Usne apni jacket utari aur bikhare hue kapde uthakar cupboard mein tanga diye. Usne apne aap ko shishe mein dekha aur woh tour ke baad kafi thaki hui thi. Uske baal bikhare hue the aur eyes ekdum laal thi, 14 ghante ke shoot ke baad. Usne ek lambi saans li, apna sar uthaya aur kitchen ki taraf badhne lagi. Kitchen ka haal dekh kar uske hosh ud gaye. Bai aadhe din ki chhuti par thi magar ye koi bahana nahi tha. Bartan fele hue the, idhar udhar pizza ke tukde bikhre hue the. Rajma kitchen ke top par gire hue the, chai ka patila almost ubal raha tha. Usne bartan uthaye, sink mein fenke aur paani chalaya. Steam se uska laal face aur laal ho gaya. Usne ek kapda uthaya aur paani mein daala, magar paani garam tha aur uske haath jalne lage. Woh gusse mein drawing room ki taraf badhi aur dekha Vikram waha aaram se baitha hua tha. Woh sofe par leta pada tha – ek per upar, ek table par. Ek haath uske shorts ke upar, ek haath TV remote par. Usne bina piche mude hue bola, “Baby, aaj main bas Football dekhna chahta hu. Poore din se dekh raha hu.” Drawing room ki halat aur dekhne layak thi. Kit bat pade hue the. Pizza ke dabbe the. Kuch toote hue mug. Aise lag raha tha kisi hewan ne ghar mein dastak di ho. Anusha ne bina kuch bole, gusse mein upar apne kamre mein jaane ka faisla kara. Mann mein soch rahi ithi. “Promise. Itne promise. Isne bola tha ki ghar ko saaf rakhega. Apna saara saman jagah par. Khana nahi felayega.” Anusha ko ganda ghar bilkul pasand nahi tha. Army baap ki beti thi aakhir – poore jindagi safai aur discipline mein rahi thi. Niche se aawaz aai, “Le bhai. Ye hai mard.” Uski team ke kisi player ne pakka doosri team wale ko dhakka diya hoga. Bedroom kholte hi dekha ki bedsheet feli hui hai. Uspar Vikram ki suitcase feli padi thi, kacche bikhare hue the – England tour se woh bhi subah hi aaya tha. Fir niche se aawaz aai – “Yes maza aa gaya.” Anusha ne tabhi plan banaya – “Maze toh isko main dilaungi aaj. Dikhati hu ise ki kaun mard hai.” Fir woh apne secret drawer ki aur badhi aur usme se ek kaala box nikala. Uske chehre par ab ekdum ajeeb si gusse wali smile thi. Ye uska shadi se pehle ka secret pitara tha. Iske baare mein Vikram ko aaj tak kuch nahi pata tha. Niche se fir beer ki bottle khulne ki awaz aai aur Vikram dhadd se sofe par gir gaya. Fir Anusha ne apni dress utari. Woh black bra panties mein thi. Uske lambe body and bade boobs aur kali lingerie. Woh ekdum sex sundari lag rahi thi. Usne fir apne dibbe mein se ek cheez nikali. Ye ek aisi cheez thi jo usne shaadi se pehle isliye kharidi thi ki kabhi unki sex life dhili pad gayi, toh spice up karne ke liye kaam aayegi. Par Anusha ne abhi tak ye use nahi kara tha. Aaj uske kapde and mood iske liye perfect tha. Usne belt ko apne kamar par bandha aur kafi powerful feel karne lagi. Fir usne ek kaala mota dildo us belt ki ring mein fansaya aur apne aap ko shishe mein dekhne lagi. Woh muskura rahi thi. Ye ek strapon dildo tha. Fir Anusha ne chilaya, “Tum upar aa rahe ho ya mein so jau.” Vikram ko kafi din se sex nahi mila tha. Toh woh bola “Bas aaya baby.” Niche se TV and lights band hone ki awaz aai. Vikram ko lag raha tha shayad Anusha kuch baat karna chahti hai ki ghar itna ganda kyu hai. Ya bas use ignore karke thoda gussa hogi. 5-minute ho gaye par Vikram apne phone mein laga hua tha. Isse Anusha ko aur gussa aane laga. “Aaj toh main isko dikhati hu ki mard kaise bante hai.” Fir jab Vikram room mein aaya toh Anusha ko dekh kar uske hosh ud gaye. Woh bas ye bol paya,”Ye kya bakchodi hai.” Anusha ne bola, “Chal chup chap andar aa. Aur apna munh band rakh.” Fir Anusha ne apne niche floor ki or ungli dikhate hue use andar aane ko bola. Aaj tak Anusha ne aise batameezi se Vikram se baat nahi kari thi. Vikram fir bola “Baby. Ye kya…?” aur andar badhne laga. Anusha fir se chillai, ” Chalo yaha baitho. Yaha mere saamne kutte ki tarah niche baitho.” Vikram bhi Anusha ki aankhein dekh kar darr gaya aur mann mein sochne laga, “Chalo thoda isse baat karke calm down karenge.” Woh niche jhuk kar beth gaya. Fir Anusha uski taraf thoda sa jhuki aur uske kaan mein bolne lagi, “Bas tumne mujhe jhoot bola tha. Is trip ke baad ghar saaf rakhoge. Mere piche se bachelor ki tarah nahi jiyoge. Ab dekho tumne mujhe majboor kara hai.” Vikram kaise chook sakta tha. Uske saamne ek plastic ka mota kala lund jhool raha tha. Uski fatt ke haath mein aa gayi thi. Anusha fir gurrai, “Tumhe pata hai right, tumhe kya karna hai” aur fir Vikram ke baal khinchne lagi. “Aaj tumhe ise choosoge aur main mard banoongi. Aaj tum isse poora loge.” Vikram darr gaya ki kya uski biwi mein koi bhoot woot aa gaya hai. Woh darr ke bolne laga, “Kya? Kyu baby? Please. Mujhe baat karne do.” “Maine bola tum ise choosoge. Tum aaj se mere kutte ho. Kutte ki tarah saman idhar udhar felate ho naa tum. Ab bakwaas band karo aur chooso isko.” Anusha ne ekdum gusse mein chillaya. “Apne kapde utaro pehle and ekdum nange ho jao.” Vikram ne darr kar jo ek boxer pehan rakhi thi woh bhi utar di. Anusha ne nahi black bra panties kharidi thi. Vikram ka ekdum khada tha ye dekh kar. Black dekh kar usse kuch ho jata tha. Woh Anusha ki koi bhi baat maan leta tha jab woh black mein hoti thi. Par usne kabhi sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki uski biwi ek strapon pehnegi. “Dekho tum bohut hot lag rahi ho, par main ye nahi kar sakta.” Anusha ne usko ek jordar thappad mara, jisse Vikram hil gaya. Pehle Anusha ne kabhi kabhi Vikram ki gaand par pyaar se thappad mara tha. Par face par, woh bhi gusse wala thappad pehli baar tha. Anusha boli, “Chal gandu, jo main bol rahi hu woh kar.” Pehli baar Vikram ko apni biwi se gaali padi thi. Fir Anusha ke Vikram ke baal pakad kar munh ko apne strapon dildo ke upar ghusa diya.

Anusha jhooki aur chillai, “Chal choos!” Aur uske baal aur tez kheenchne lagi. Vikram ekdum confused tha, par ekdum tana hua tha niche. Woh soch nahi paa raha tha ki ye kya ho raha hai. Anusha mann hi mann hans rahi thi. Itna bada aadmi ye karna toh nahi cha raha tha. Par mana bhi nahi kar paa raha tha – ye Anusha ko pata tha. Anusha ko accha lag raha tha ki aaj woh control mein hai. Fir Anusha hansne lagi jab Vikram dildo par apna munh aage piche karne laga. Anusha udhar apni tang se Virrat ke lund par dhire dhire laat maarna shuru kara. Anusha hans kar boli, “Accha lag raha hai naa. Apni biwi ka lund choos kar. Mujhe pata hai tum ek number ke tharki kutte ho aur mere piche se aur ladkion ko bhi chodte ho har country mein.” Vikram ka lund ekdum patthar ki tarah hard ho gaya. Use apni biwi ka aisa strong roop shayad kafi pasand aaya. Upar se black bra and bade boobs ke liye woh kuch bhi kar sakta tha. Anusha ne ye dekh liya and uske baal khichte hue boli “Saale. Tera toh ekdum khada hai. Maza aa raha hai ye sab karke, hein?” Vikram sharma gaya. Woh soch nahi paa raha tha ki apni biwi ke saamne woh jhuka pada hai aise. Anusha ko Vikram ki smile dekh kar aur gussa aaya and usne bola, “Chal bed par jhuk kar khada ho ab. Pichle mahine tune pi kar meri gaand maari thi naa mere bina chahe? Aaj main tujhe dikhati hoon.” Vikram isse bachne ka koi tareeka sochne laga. Vikram ki fatt kar chaar ho gayi thi ki ye aaj kya karegi. Woh bach kar piche hone laga. Anusha ne Vikram ka lund pakad kar usko hilane lagi and apne bra ke straps se khelne lagi. “Kyu baby kaha jaa rahe ho? Apni biwi ki nahi kaali bra nahi utarni? Mujhe pata hai tum kahin nahi jaoge. Meri kaali bra and underwear se tumhe nasha chadta hai. Chalo ab apne haath bed par rakho and gaand bahar nikalo.” Vikram ne wahi kara jo use bola gaya tha. Vikram ekdum dara hua tha aur bilkul Anusha ke control mein tha. Anusha ne apne kaale box mein se ek belt nikali aur tez se Vikram ki ass par maari. Woh dard se cheekh utha. Aaj Anusha Vikram ko chodne wali thi. Usne bohut promise tode the. Aaj usko pata lagna chahiye ki iske liye punishment milegi. “Tum bohut time se ghar ke mard ban kar kuch bhi manmarzi kar rahe the. Aaj tum mard ki tarah ye apne andar loge.” Aur ye bol kar woh hansne lagi. “Chalo ab apna face bed mein ghusa lo, warna bohut dard hoga. Kuch idhar udhar kara toh fir se belt se maarongi bhenchod. Chal face niche kar and haath se apna chota lund hila.” Vikram bed mein se bas “Ji Anusha,” bol paya. Fir Anusha ne strapon ko Vikram ki gaand par lagaya and ek jhatke mein poora andar daal diya. Vikram dard se tilmila pada and tez tez hilne laga. Anusha ne belt se uski gaand par 3-4 tez lagaye aur bola, “Chup madarchod. Pada reh yahi. Aaj dikhati hoo tujhe.” Fir Anusha dhire dhire Vikram ki gaand mein apna nakli lund andar bahar karne lagi. Vikram ki “Aah” ki ek awaz aai. Shayad use ab maza aa raha tha. Dildo uski gaand ke andar prostrate par accha lag raha tha. “Saale muth mar chod dio. Agar mere bole bina nikal gaya toh dekh lio accha nahi hoga.” Fir Anusha tez tez Vikram ki gaand chodne lagi. Woh itni tez fuck kar thi ki jaise koi sher ne mahinon baad koi sherni dekhi ho and ekdum sex ki bhookh mein ho. “Saale mein teri gaand tab tak chodti rahungi jab tak tu maan naa le ki meri baatein dhyan rakhni hoti hai.” Fir woh full speed se uska bhosda banane lagi. “Chal hilana band kar. Aaj tujhe dikhati hoo ki bina lund chooye kaise nikalte haai aadmi ka muth.” Fir Anusha ekdum tez tez Vikram ki gaand pump karne lagi. Aur uske baal khich kar munh upar utha liya. Usne usko tez se face par and ass par thappad bhi maare. Vikram rone laga, “Sorry Anusha. Mujhe maanf kar do. Mei ab se tumhari har baat maanunga. Ghar saaf rakhunga. Agli baar Australia jaunga toh tumhare liye gift bhi launga. Please mujhe chhod do.” Anusha hasne lagi aur boli, “Mujhe maalkin bol. Bol ki tu mera kutta hai. Main jo bolungi woh tu karega. Agar mein teri gaand maarna chahugi aage, toh tu marwayega.” Vikram dar kar bola, “Ji maalkin. Please mujhe baksh do. Bohut dard ho raha. Aaj chhod do. Aapki har baat maanunga.” Anusha thoda reham kha kar boli, “Chal ab tujhe cum karwati hu. Thodi der aur jhel.” Fir Anusha ne apni speed badha di. Vikram ka ekdum edge par tha, ye last loda andar ghuste hi uska nikal pada aur floor par gir gaya. Anusha hasne lagi and boli, “Dekh kutte aise cum karte hai. Bina lund chooye. Unki toh bas gaand maaro toh nikal jaata hai.” Vikram ekdum sharminda tha. Ab uski gaand se lund nikal chuka tha. Woh jaane laga. Anusha boli, “Bhenchod, ye floor ganda ho gaya. Isko kaun saaf karega saale.” Vikram kone se ek duster uthane badha, toh Anusha chillai, “Abhi bataya tha naa tuh ab se mera kutta hai. Chaat kar saaf kar ise.” Vikram bola nahi mein aisa nahi karunga. Toh Anusha se tezi se uske lund par do teen kick maari and Vikram dard mein jhuk gaya. “Sorry. Aap jo bolengi wahi karunga.” Fir Vikram ne jeebh se floor par apna cum chata. Woh boli, “Poora swallow kar. Aud apni tongue dikha. Ek bhi drop bachi thi fir se gaand maarungi abhi ki abhi.” Vikram naa chahte hue bhi poora cum pi gaya. Anusha ne fir apne kaale bag mein se ek kutte wala patta nikala aur usse Vikram ke lund and balls par baandh diya. Vikram kuch bol nahi paya, pata tha kuch bolega toh Anusha fir se thappad maaregi. Woh thak gaya tha and sone ke liye bed par badhne laga. Anusha ne tabhi zordar ek last thappad mara, uski chen padki and boli, “Chal haath per par niche kutte ki tarah chal.” Aur uski lund ko chen se khichte hue ek kone mein le gayi. Waha table par chain baandh di aur boli “Yaha niche let jaa. Kutte ki tarah niche soyega aaj se tu. Jyada rona mat raat ko. Neend kharab ho gayi, toh gaand ki jagah kal teri lund mein kuch daal dungi. Pata hai naa mere paas lambi lambi heel hein. Lund mein ghus gayi, toh soch kya haal karungi tera.” Fir woh muskurakar bed par let gayi. Aaj se woh is ghar ki mard thi.