Kamwali ka Kutta
Kaise ho, dosto? Mera name Prince hai. Aur main iss platform mein paheli baar story likh raha hu. Mujhe yakin hai ki aap sab ko pasand ayegi yeh kahani. Mujhe bachpan se ladki ki gulam karne ka sapna tha. Lekin choti soch (conservative) wale logo ke samaj ki wajah se meri ek bhi ladki dost bhi nahi thi. Aaj 21 saal ka hu fir bhi virgin hun. Aur abhi bhi meri life mein ek bhi ladki nahi hai ek dost ke rup mein. Maine bohut femdom (ladkio ki hukumat) wale videos dekh ke apne jiwan ka maksad tay kar liya hai. Main iss zindagi mein ek gualm ke rup mein janam liya hai. Aur mujhe ladkio ki sewa karne ka maksad mila hai. Toh yeh tab ki baat hai jab main junior college mein tha. Maine science liya tha isslye mujhe TV aur mobile ki permission nahi thi. Main sirf imagination (khayal mein) karke masturbation (muth) karta tha. Aur har imagination mein, main apne apko gulam ki tarah dekhta aur sewa karta apni malkin ki. Hamari kamwali ka name Roshan tha. Woh dekhne mein sidhi sadi thi, lekin phone smart use karti thi. Uski skin kali thi aur height bhi kam thi. Uski body bohut najuk thi aur patli thi. Uske boob chote the lekin gand badi thi. Ek din meri family mein ek chota sa occasion tha. Toh mere parents waha gaye the 2 din ke liye. Main akela tha ghar mein bohut din ke baad. Mum apna phone ghar per chod ke gayi thi taki main baat kar saku unke sath. Usse acha moka kya ho sakta hai femdom porn dekhne ka? Toh main toh suru ho gaya woh porn dekhne laga. Uss wakt subha ke 9 baje the. Mujhe pata tha 10 baje ke aaspas Roshan ayegi bartan manj ne aur ghar ki saf-safai karne. Kafi din ke baad porn dekha toh mere dimag fat chukka tha. Main zombie ki tarah porn dekh raha tha aur kab 10 baj gaye mujhe pata he nahi chala. 10 baje Roshan aayi aur bell bajaya. Toh main turant kapde pahen ke darwaja khola. Roshan apna kam chup-chap karne lagi. Main apne kamre mein chala gaya, aur mera dimag abhi bhi porn ke bare mein soch raha tha. Maine abhi bhi paani nahi likala tha. Toh maine socha abhi toh Roshan bartan manj rahi hai main thoda muth mar lu. Bartan manjte vakt sabun khatam ho gaya tha. Toh Roshan woh sabun store room mein se lene gayi lekin store room lock tha. Toh uss store room ki chavi lene ke liye woh mere pass aa rahi thi. Aur yaha main yeh soch raha tha ki Roshan ko abhi aur 20-minute lagenge martan manjte. Lekin jab usne mere room ka darwaja khola toh main dang rahe gaya. Woh mere samne aur mere chote lund ko ghur ke dekhne lagi. Maine turant apna pant pahen liya. Woh zor zor se hasne lagi aur boli, “Itna chota maine apni zindagi mein kabhi nahi dekha.” Uski hasi aur yeh sab baate sunke mujhe sharmindgi hui. Mujhe thoda rona aa raha tha. Yeh dekh ke woh boli, “Tumhari koi girlfriend nahi hai?” Maine bola, “Girlfriend hoti toh yeh sub kyu karta. Girlfriend toh chodo koi friend bhi nahi hai.” Roshan ne bola, “Chinta mat karo mil jayegi.” Main abhi bhi andar se dara hua tha ki kahi woh meri mummy ko bata na de. Main ne dar te hue bola ki, “Please meri mummy ko mat batana.” Roshan ne bola, “Chinta mat karo mujhe ese kai raaz logo ke pata hote hai. Lekin hum kisiko batate nahi hai. Mujhe logo ke raaz rakhne ka shokh hai. Kai log hame paise dete hai aur kai log hame pyar. Batao tum hame kya donge?” Main bola, “Main paisa nahi de sakta, daddy ko pata chal jayega. Aur pyar ka matlab?” Usne bola, “Pyar ka matlab chodna.” Main sharma gaya yeh sunke. Roshan ne bola haste hue, “Tum pyar kar bhi nahi pao ge iss chote lund se. Tumhe paisa he dena padega tumhara raaz rakhne ke liye.” Main hath jodke bolne laga, “Main paisa nahi de sakta. Lekin tumhara muh bandh rakhne ke liye main tumhari gulami karunga.” Roshan boli, “Gulami ka matlab? Tum kahena kya chahate ho?” Main bola, “Mujhe bachpan se ladkio ki gulami karne ka shokh tha. Lekin kar nahi paya. Main tum jo bolo gi woh karunga. Tumhara gulam banke rahana chahta hu. Kisi ladki ka gulam banana ki meri kab se khwahish thi.” Roshan boli haste hue, “Thik hai aaj se tu mera kutta aur main teri malkin. Tu aaj se meri seva karega.” Yeh sun ke mera chahera hasi se khil utha. Main bola, “Thank you, malkin!” Roshan ko pata tha main ghar mein 2 din akela hu. Toh hum ne tai kar liya ki jab hum akele honge tab main uski gulami karunga. Roshan boli, “Chal kutte, nanga hoke pure ghar ka kaam kar. Main dusro ke kaam karke sham 5 baje tak aaja hungi. Tum tab tak kuch nahi khaoge aur mere liye khana bahar se order kar dena.” Main bola, “Ji, malkin.” Woh zor se hasi yeh sun ke. Sham tak mere pet ki wat lag chuki thi bhuk ke mare. Jab woh aayi toh main apne char pero pe uske pass gaya aur uske per ko chumne laga. Roshan boli, “Are mera kutta, bohut bhuk lagi hogi tujhe, yeh le biscuit kha.” Yeh kaheke usne dur biscuit dala, aur main char pero pe jake khane laga. Usne esa 4-5 baar kiya. Fir woh table per baith ke maine order kiya hua khana khane lagi. Bich bich mein woh khana jamin per thuk ke mujhe issaro mein khane ko kehti thi. Aur main ache kutte ki tarah kha leta tha. Khana khane ke baad Roshan ne mere muh ke ander apna piya hua pani dala. Woh pike alag hi anand aa raha tha. Fir woh meri pith per baith ke pure ghar ki sawari ki. Bathroom mein jaki mujhse 2 baar toilet seat chatwayi. Uske bad hum dono mere room mein gaye. Roshan ne apne per chatwaye aadhe khante tak meri jibh se. Main chat ta raha jese mujhe paani mil gaya ho registan mein. Fir usne apne niche ke kapde utare. Main uski bina kapdo ki gand dekhta hi raha gaya. Roshan boli, “Kutte chal apni malkin ki gand chat.” Main bola, “Ji malkin.” Main bed ke upper let gaya, aur woh mere muh pe baith gayi. Woh har thodi der mein uth rahi thi taki main sanse le saku. Main tut pada uski gand ko chat ne mein. Woh apne chut ko halke se hila rahi thi aur siskiya le rahi thi. Main bhi mahol ka maja le raha tha uski gand chat ke. Roshan boli, “Kutte, puri jibh dal meri gand mein. Kya yeh bhi nahi thik se kar sakta? Kisi kaam ka nahi, ek number ka chutiya hai tu.