Runu Kakimar Duronto Chodon
Bell tiptei darja khule dilo runu kakima. Amake dekhe bollo – oma…eto dine tor ashar samay holo. Aye aye bhetore aye. Bhetore dhukte dhukte kakima bollo kemon achhish re? tor to kono patta nei. Tarpor kakima amake bollo je – tui boss boshar ghore…ami ranna chapiyechhi …shamle ashi…aj kheye jash….ami bollam ok. Boshar ghor theke proshno korlam….kaku nei…kakima bollo na re….bapir sathe dekha korte delhi gachhe …kaal firbe. Bapi runu kakimar chhele, Delhi te MBA porte gachhe. Kaku nei shunei amar moner moddhe shoitan jege uthlo. Ami chupisare ranna ghorer dikey egolam. Dekhlam kakima darjar dike pechhon firey ranna korchhe. Porone dip shobuj taant er shari. Komorer je khan taye sari shesh hoyechhe sekhan ar blouse jekahne shesh hoyechhe sekhankar gap- soru forsa mosrin komor ta dekha jachhe. Komorer niche chotto pachha tar dikey ami ha kore takiye chhilam. Kakimar boyosh ekhon praye 51. Kintu mathar chul gulo er moddhei dhobdhobe sada hoye gachhe. Jodio chul pakar boyosh hoyni. Mathar chul sada but mukhe boyosher chhap nei – dehe joubon ache ekhono – bhishon erotic combination. Boyoshko mohilader choda amar ekta favourite pass time. Ar ae dhoroner combo hole kathai nei. Ja bolchhilam – Runu kakima ke dekhe keu sexy bolbena. Bhishon roga…oti shadharon mukhoshree, gaey rong shyamla. Figure ahamori noy. Bhishon chhoto mai, shukno pachha. Ami baji rekhe bolte pari je runu kakima langto hoye daraleo karo bara khara hobe kina sandeho. Kintu ashchorjer bapar ae je- amar onake dekhe shurur thekei chudte ichha kore. Kakima amar babar bondhur stree. Prothom jedin alap hoy..ae rokom kono feelings hoyni….kintu ekdin raat-e achomkai shoyar samay barate hath bolachhi…ae bhabte bhabte je kar katha bhebe khencha jaye…. Achomka runu kakimar naam o chehara money porlo…oma dekhi bara ta thatiye gyalo sathe sathe. Amar money je onar proti ekta supto bashona chhilo seta sedin prothom janlam. Sei din theke shuru. Amar chokh porlo onar sada chuley. Matha bhorti sada chul…nischoi guder o poder baal sada hobe. Amar thatano bara aro thatiye galo. Mone mone bhabchhilam je amar moner katha kakima jante parle bhishon shocked hobe….amake galigalaj kore ber kore debe. Eta ekta paap kaaj. Kintu mon bollo – nikuchi korechhe bara pap er….onake aj bichhana te chepe dhore achha kore gadon de….dekhbi shukhe bibhor hoye jabe. Kaku last kayak bochhor dhore pujo achha niye khub mete thakar fol-e ami sure je runu kakimar sex life literlly neglected. Kintu uni ekjon potibrota shoti sabitri mohila. Tai ae bapar ta niye beshi matha ghaman na. Ekjon poti brota bhodro mohila ke jor kore ichher biruddhe chodar chaite shukhokor kichhui nei. Bhebei ami siddhanto nilam…hoy espaar noy ospaar. Pechhon theke giye achomka kakima ke joriye dhrolam. Uni chomke bollen – eki re eta ki korchhish? Tui amak….kichhu bolar agei ami hath bariye gas ta off kore dilam ar onake aro japte dhore onar shukno pachha te bara ghoshte ghoshte bolamm….ami tomake chudte chai – rogre rogre…dole dole… Kakima raag-e bishoye ghrina-e chehciye uthe bollen – nogra itor haram jada….ami tor maa er boyoshi..tui amake ku proshtab dish…char amake..ami ekkhuni phone kore tor barite janachhi….chhi chhi chhi..tui amake erokom kutsit katha ta bolte parli…. Tui ae chokhe dekhish amake….katha barbar agei..ami onar much chepe dhorlam…ar kane fishfishiye bolamm….chutthmarani meye….kauke kichhu bolar shujog debo tobe to…bole onake almost tene henchre bedroom room dike niye ashte laglam….oe roga shorire uni amake badha debar cheshta korchhilen…kintu amar gaye tokhon buno jontur moto jor…. Bedroom-e dhuke ami darjta bandho korlam….tapor alna theke onar ekta purono shari niye seta diye onar hath ta koshe bandhlamr pichhmora kore….kakima tokhon poritrahi chitkar korchhe ar bolchhe bachao bachao..chhar char… Bhaggish jalna darja bandho ar kakuder barita ektu nirjon jaiga-e noile lok jon chute ashto. Ami ebar kakima blouse kholar dike mono jog dilam…japte dhorar samay ami bujhechhiam uni niche bra ba panty pore nei….thakleo khule feltam. Blouse er hook-e hath ditei uni aro vilonetly badh debar cheshta korte laglen. Kintu badha dilei ba niche ke….ami blouse er hook gulo khullam…kakimar chhotto chhotto mai duto tokhon unmukto amar chokher samne….amar hat bolate ichhe korchhilo…kintu na..ektu pore….ami alna theke ekta blouse niye onar much bandhlam koshe….ebar ami kakima ke tene ene bichhanaye shoayalm… Kakima shutey chaichhilo na obviously…ami jor kore onake chite kore shuiye dilam…uni pagol er moto paa chhurchhilen….ami ebar hath bariye alna theke duto dhuti namalam….onar shaya ta ektu tule payer gochh dutoke eke eke dhuti gulor sahajje bandhlam. Ekta pa bandhlam darjar hatole ar ekta darja sanglogno janlar grill-e…kakima raag-e bhoy-e opomaan-e gongachhilo….amar khub moja lagchhilo…ebar ami dressing table theke ekta kachhi nilam…ar ta diye sayar samner dikta niche theke kat te laglam….kakimar shyamla thigh gulo unmukto korte korte kanchi ta saya taka kete ekdom dori obdhi pouchhe geglo..dorita kete dilam ami Kakima amar samne du pa fak kor shuye ache…mukh bandha …haath pichhmora kore bandha….samne khola kakimar gud…ooff..amar kalpoa ekdom mile gachhe…gud dhaka paka baal-e…..ami thakte parlam na….baal er opor diye gudey hath bolata laglam…. Ekta angul alto kore guder bhetor dhokalam…kakimar gud theke rosh gorachhe….gudey angul dhokatei uni mukh diye..ummmm..ummm awaj ber korte laglen…..bujhlam uni protibad korte chaichhen…bhablam onar kashto ektu laghob kori…hath duto khule diye samne ene..mathar opore tule diye bandhlam..ete etleast uni ektu bhalo bhabe chit hoye shute parlen… Ebar ami ar samay nashto na kore nijer jama pant khule langto holam….kakima dekhlam..chokh bandho kore rekhechhe ar mukhta opomaney kuchke ache….hoyto uni ishwar er kachhe prarthona korchhilan…ami ebar abar onar gudey angul dhukiye….ungli korte korte bollam… Kakima…tomake bichhanaye shuiye nangto kore..tomar gudey ungli korchhi..eta amar swapner otit….